Zhang Mang's mother passed away early, and his father was a butcher, so he was quite wealthy.
Send the only child of the Zhang family to the mountains to learn martial arts, so that the Zhang family can have a martial arts scholar and become an official, instead of being a butcher with no future like himself.
It's a pity that Zhang Mang was drafted into the army before he could learn anything.
It seems that the Zhang family does have some talent for chopping. As soon as Zhang Mang started practicing bone forging, his father became a moderately powerful general manager, and he also had the skills of a blood-refining martial artist.
According to this momentum, it is impossible to become a foreign minister or a ninth-grade official in the future, which will shine on the lintel of the family.
Unfortunately, the battlefield was unpredictable, and Father Zhang died in a spell.
Zhang Mang went down the mountain and ran all the way to the nearest government office.
The clerk said that he should not think about the corpse. He only had the clothes he had worn and the pension from the Five Spiritual Stones. After all, he was a blood-refining martial artist, and his military merit was about to reach the ninth rank of Wai Qian Zong.
I wanted to cry but I didn’t know where to cry, so I had to go back and set up a tomb. After the funeral was held gracefully, I went back to the mountain to practice martial arts.
When he was almost fifteen years old, his martial arts skills reached the peak of bone forging, and he even reached perfection naturally the day before he left the martial arts.
The teacher's father also gave Zhang Mang ten spiritual stones as a reward for this. After all, he was just a person who could not break through the ninth level of blood refining in his life.
Zhang Mang, who didn't know where he was going, remembered his father's last wish and took the martial arts examination to become a high official.
So I took my usual big knife and went down the mountain to find the nearest town.
I felt a little hungry after walking, so I found a small stall on the roadside and ordered some steamed buns to eat.
Seeing pity for the dirty fellows of the same age under the shade of the trees on the other side of the road, I asked for a steamed bun to be sent over.
The man croaked a thank you.
I heard that the war outside was fierce. If I couldn't pass the military examination, I could wait until sixteen years later before joining the army and become an official.
Choking a little after eating, Song Weiyi embarrassedly asked the fair boy for another bowl of water.
After eating and drinking, he asked for a spiritual stone to thank the young man. Song Weiyi himself had no silver left.
Zhang Mang saw a spirit stone and spurted out the water that had just entered his mouth. He quickly looked around and pushed the spirit stone back into Song Weiyi's arms.
My mother, have you met an expert from this world?
The two found a deserted place and explained their origins to each other.
Only then did Song Weiyi know that he had entered Sanling Country and was outside Xilai City. He was still half a month away from the sacred tree.
What did you do after you found the sacred tree? Song Weiyi couldn't answer Zhang Mang's question.
He patted Song Weiyi on the shoulder, "When I, Zhang Mang, become a martial arts examiner, come and be an adjutant next to me."
When they arrived in the capital, the government informed them that there had been no mention of martial arts candidates for a long time.
Although the two of them have sufficient cultivation, one is a perfect bone-forging martial artist, and the other is a double bone-forging eighth level, they are one year apart in age, and Song Weiyi does not even have a household registration.
But now that the country is recruiting people for war, the two good young talents cannot be let go just like that. First, they were thrown into the Yamen as a small catcher, and then Song Weiyi was given a household registration in the imperial capital of Sanling Kingdom.
Zhang Mang and Song Weiyi went to different streets separately. After all, Zhang Mang had a household registration in Xilaicheng, so it was difficult for them to be assigned together.
A year later, Zhang Mang chose to continue investigating the case. Song Weiyi listened to the advice of the old policeman on the street and chose to become a random monk who killed monsters.
The old catcher said this to Song Weiyi:
"I don't know whether it is right or wrong for you to stay here, but that boy Zhang Mang is more suitable to stay here than you. You are straight-minded, but not stupid. You will not lose your life in vain on the battlefield. It is better to let Zhang Mang survive here. You go to kill demons with the army, and you will have many connections in the imperial capital when you come back, and you can even see how Zhang Mang does it."
A native of the imperial capital, he had been the most ordinary head catcher for most of his life. Looking at this bleak child whose eyes were full of loneliness but did not hate the world, he drank a lot of wine when we parted, and shed tears.
How can a person who has no hope for the world hate the world? Song Weiyi is still alive probably just because his father and sister saved him with their lives.
So when Zhang Mang left Sang Lingguo, he asked Song Weiyi if he could be the identity of his sister's child.
Song Weiyi had known Zhang Mang for thirty years and nodded without asking why.
In fact, Zhang Captou didn't expect to use it one day because it would be too difficult for him to come back.
I just wanted to give Song Weiyi an idea to live.
After the old catcher from Pianjie passed away, after his brother who caused mischief and caused trouble everywhere left, after Song Weiyi looked at the boring imperial capital of Sanling Kingdom.
After Song Weiyi, who hugged the Mulberry Tree and cried once, he never went to the Tree Palace again.
I don’t know how much tea I added to Chengyun, which caused Chengyun to run to the toilet many times.
Seeing Cheng Yun talk a lot, Song Weiyi felt for the first time that he was like the old catcher who led him on the street. He always squinted and smiled. Although he was very old, he always had a straight waist.
When asked why he was so tired, the old catcher always smiled and said that he supported a whole family with his own skills, and he also supported you, a little bastard.
The old catcher loved drinking, so after his death, Song Weiyi loved drinking.
Zhang Baotou loved romance, so after leaving, Song Weiyi loved romance.
It seems that this will make Song Weiyi feel that he can stay in the human world for a while without being in a state of spiritual silence.
Now that he is lucky enough to succeed, and relying on his sister's son's identity, he is like an old catcher, and he still has Zhang Mang's expectations.
Maybe Song Weiyi can stay a little longer.
What's more, what Cheng Yun said made Song Weiyi very happy and looking forward to it.
Slapping the table, Cheng Yun said, Old Song, please stop falling. It's not you who drinks. The black cat on the toilet wall stares at me whenever I go there. Is it the cat demon you are hiding?
Song Weiyi was stunned for a moment when he heard Lao Song.
The old head catcher in Pianjie was from Song Weiyi's family, and he himself called him Lao Song.
Don't fall, don't fall. Go to sleep late at night. Your cultivation has reached the peak of bone forging. Get up tomorrow and find me to give you a congratulatory gift.
Cheng Yun immediately beamed with joy. With such good feelings, Master Song's things couldn't be bad.
When Cheng Yun left, Song Weiyi took out a jug of wine. He originally wanted to keep it until Zhang Mang came and drink together. It was a gift from Lao Song.
He raised his head to finish the drink, then lowered his head to shake the wine bottle, and the few drops of wine left in it slid around.
The wine drops slid to the mouth of the pot, and Song Weiyi's breath suddenly rose.
The wine dripped back to the bottom of the pot, and he was once again the decadent middle-aged man who had hidden illnesses due to the battlefield in the Ascension Earth. He had been unable to break through the mirror and reached the perfection of the body and soul. He was also an old head catcher for decades.
He poured the remaining few drops of wine into his mouth, licked the spout clean, and smashed it into his mouth.
I miss Zhang Mang, a good brother. After all, I have never beaten him before.
Recently, no good cases have fallen into the hands of the three departments. After Chengyun stabilized the peak of bone forging, he began to think about consummation. Of course, copying books cannot be avoided.
After understanding that the alchemy and talisman formations between the two countries were not common, and each had its own inheritance, he had no choice but to ask Lao Song for a hidden room for alchemy and talisman formation.
As for the required stoves and array plates, Master Bai Lai provided a set. It was not a good one, but it was also a mainstream product on the market.
Master Bai Lai said it was not that there were no good ones, but Cheng Yun was not yet a true disciple.
Song Weiyi was surprised that Cheng Yun still had such a talent, so he gave up a secret room in his yard, watched for a while, then shook his head and went out.
Although I don't know how to make alchemy and draw formations, I still have good eyesight. I can only say that luck can make up for failure with hard work.
Unfortunately, after half a month, Cheng Yun had no patience to refine the alchemy and carve the formation anymore. Apart from slowly accumulating merit from patrolling the streets and doing some simple cases, even though Cheng Yun practiced the exercises diligently every day, his state was always at the peak of bone forging and he could not make any progress.
Jianyi is not from the world here, and it is unheard of for him to have the peak and perfection of a great realm. When he asked Zi Bucai, he said the same thing.
The inner spirit may know something, but Cheng Yun cannot sense the existence of the inner spirit in the ring at all. After much deliberation, I could only ask Mr. Song. After all, Mr. Song was also a monk seeking a body after all. If you want to double-forge your bones to completely break the mirror, you still have to ask about the experience of previous people.
After hearing Cheng Yun's intention, Song Weiyi expressed his doubts. On that day Cheng Yun clarified what was in his mind and his thoughts were clear. Why did he stop at the peak when he should have gone straight to perfection. In addition, he believed that Cheng Yun's whole body was rich in spiritual power, energy, and blood, no less than an ordinary double-forged bone perfection, but the movement of breath and spiritual power, energy, and blood was still at the peak level.
Five elements of yin and yang spiritual roots? Song Weiyi used spiritual power with different attributes as transportation power. Although he had seen multi-attribute spiritual roots, they were not as complete as Cheng Yun. In addition, even the rare Five Elements Spirit Roots did not transform between attributes like Cheng Yun. Luck is so difficult.
Chengyun tried several times, but still couldn't speed up the transformation.
Exclaiming that it was strange, Song Weiyi told Cheng Yun that it could not be said that it was necessarily due to transformation blockage that he could not reach perfection, but he could try it through the elixir talisman array. If it didn't work, he would use other methods.
The talisman array provides a spiritual environment of yin and yang of the five elements, while the elixir accelerates the transformation speed and promotes the flow of spiritual power. The two discussed it for a while and decided it was feasible. Cheng Yun asked the price and spread their hands.
No money.
Song Weiyi smiled and said: "I still have some leftover, just remember to pay me back next time."
With a grimace, I have to owe money again. It's still the kind of thing where I can't do it if I don't owe it, and I can't do it if I don't. As the saying goes, if you have too much debt, it won't weigh you down, but if you really have to bear it, you don't know whether it will weigh you down, but it is true that you will worry about it every day.
Thanks to me being a lucky person, it's okay and lovable, otherwise where can I borrow these treasures?
After receiving an ordinary case, Song Weiyi estimated that at this speed, he could justifiably be dragged to his side for nearly a year. He asked Chengyun if he was in a hurry. Chengyun said of course not in a hurry, but he didn't know when he would be able to make money to support his younger brother. go to school. After all, my brother’s cultivation also requires money, right?
Thinking of a method, Song Weiyi smiled maliciously and said: "If you have the strength to accumulate qi and refine blood, there is a way. You can reach perfection first."
Princess Anwen's spiritual pet, the Bai-eyed Sable, likes to play tricks on people, but he has not yet understood human nature. He does not know the severity of his attacks. He has to train the body of a blood warrior to resist. Recently, the Bai-eyed Sable has been in a depressed mood. The imperial doctor said that he was in a bad mood. You can let Chengyun give it a try.
