Mortal: A family cultivator marries a wife and has children

Chapter 49
It was already midnight when we returned to Ji Mansion.

Yan was a little shocked, Caihuan took a bath with her to comfort her, and then she relaxed.

When he returned to the wing, his hair was still a little wet, Ji Changqing held it and smelled the special fragrance.

"Mom asked me to say thank you."

"How can I thank you? You can't just say it with your mouth!"

"Go take a shower first, you still smell of blood."

There were a lot of things happening tonight, and few people had any intention of practicing.

After some fighting, he fell into a deep sleep.

Noon the next day.

Several people were refining elixirs, and Yan specially brought him to a side room.

In the side room, several mistresses were actually there, and they seemed to have been specially dressed up, each of them still retaining their charm and beauty.

Especially the Liu family, whose appearance is a disaster for the country and the people. She is almost as good as Yu'er in terms of appearance alone. She is dressed in a cheongsam, has a curvy figure, and her snow-white skin is looming.

The Wang family is an iceberg beauty with outstanding temperament, while the Li family is ladylike and polite.

Yan Shi won't say it, it's very similar to Caihuan.

Ji Changqing feels something is wrong. What's going on?
We usually talk in the hall, why did we take him to the private room today?

The ladies looked at him a little strangely.

Mrs. Liu pulled a bench for him to sit down and took the initiative to pour him a cup of tea.

Later, Yan told him that the Five Color Sect no longer existed. Because they killed too many people, major gangs came to seek revenge, and their properties were divided up.

This was expected, but I didn't expect the major gangs to act so quickly. It seemed that they all hated the Five Color Sect. As soon as Wang Yi died, they all stepped on it.

Jin Jiaohui is too lazy to wade into this muddy water.

The delivery last night was generous enough.

Ji Changqing took a sip of tea, raised his eyebrows and glanced at them. Unexpectedly, they were actually talking about business, and he was a little disappointed.

But after Yan finished speaking, the room fell into an eerie silence.

In their eyes, it seemed as if they still had something to say, but each of them seemed to find it difficult to say anything.

Ji Changqing frowned slightly: "If you have anything to say, why don't you just tell me?"

"Chang Qing, we have been thinking about it for a long time. Your sisters and I all want to become immortal cultivators."

Mrs. Liu was the first to speak, and after she finished speaking, the room could hear needles dropping.

The gasps of the mistresses became particularly clear in his ears.

"You should know how to become an immortal cultivator, right?"

In order to conceal the Heaven-Building Pill, Ji Changqing had agreed with Yu'er and the others because he had a special physique and could only be practiced by dual cultivators.

Now, they actually say they also want to become immortals, and even a three-year-old child knows what this means.

"Changqing, we are not pure and pure, and we don't pay much attention to some things. If you can become an immortal cultivator, you can do whatever you want." Mrs. Liu said very straightforwardly, and sat on his base boldly.

Was this stimulated by something?

Ji Changqing looked at Yan.

She turned her head and did not refute.

Looking at Mrs. Wang, a blush appeared on her pretty face.

Mrs. Li looked at him openly and admired his appearance.

Ji Changqing looked around and finally understood that he was just a young grass now, and these junior ladies not only wanted to cultivate immortality.

I still want to eat him!
"Sir, please say something!" Mrs. Liu was shaking on his lap, rubbing Dabigu back and forth, and Ji Changqing's anger suddenly rose.

Mo Juren would go crazy if he saw you like this.
Oh no, with his cunning character and the disparity in strength between the two sides, he might be adding fuel to the fire behind him!

In the end, Ji Changqing really held back.

After all, he just had a fight last night, and no matter how good his physique was, he couldn't bear the torment of several mistresses.

"It will take a while! Our current cultivation resources cannot support so many people at all."

"But I want it now." After Liu showed his cards, he became a little unscrupulous and dared to say anything.

Ji Changqing gave her a slap and then stood up.

"We'll talk about it after I get back from Jingzhou."

"One more thing. The dead golden escorts should be given a compassionate payment to their families."

After saying that, he left.

Madam Liu covered her head with Bigu and stamped her feet, obviously unwilling to do so.
After he left, several mistresses were left in the side room looking at each other.

On the way back to the wing, Ji Changqing sighed, this world is really convenient with strength and charm.

Things that were unthinkable before are now within reach.

Cultivation is really a good thing!
Normal men would have thoughts about the Liu family and the Wang family.

Anyway, let’s talk about it later!
Cultivation resources are indeed a big problem.

Without the elixir, the three spiritual roots are useless!

"What did mother say?" Caihuan asked casually after returning.

Ji Changqing's eyes are a little weird!
"It's about the five-color gate, it's something to be grateful for."

He didn't say thank you verbally, he added in his mind

Caihuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Shi Xiangjiang also had a lot of medicinal materials in his storage bag, and he probably emptied all the five-color doors.Coupled with a few hundred-year-old Huang Jingzhi and thirteen bottles of Huanglong Pill, it was the result of Feng Wu's day.

The two [-]-year-old sticks are a bit wasted when used to practice Huanglong Dan. They should be saved for later use.

With the elixir, Ji Changqing gained motivation to practice again.

With or without the aid of elixirs, there are completely two training modes.

One relies on liver, the other earns money.

A month of hard work is not worth a day of krypton gold.

This is the scarcity and importance of elixirs.

After practicing at home for four days, Ji Changqing finally went out.

After breakfast, I put on my mask and changed into an ordinary green shirt.

Even so, there are still some passers-by who will look back at him.

The blacksmith shop next to the Xianglu Grand Canal.

Kumamoto Kai's eye sockets were sunken and black, his steps were sloppy, and he looked like he had received too many rewards.

But the expression on his face was extremely excited.

Ji Changqing was really afraid that he would die suddenly before he could survive.

"Senior, you are finally here!" Xiong Benhai stepped forward to welcome him, his voice full of vitality.

A man in his 40s originally had no desires and pursuits, looked down upon everything, and lived in seclusion in the world. Unexpectedly, he would one day be a boy again.

All because of two Huanglong Pills, his path to immortality is expected to take another step forward!
If it weren't for despair, who wouldn't want to go further in cultivating immortality?
Today, in order to wait for him, the iron furnace rarely went out, and the blacksmith shop stopped selling manure forks.

At dawn in the early morning, his wife got up before preparing breakfast.

Early in the morning, he squatted at the door of the blacksmith shop and turned into a watchman stone to wait for him.

I'm afraid that when Ji Changqing comes, he won't be there.

Ji Changqing felt his excitement.

As for being so excited, it’s just the fourth level of Qi training.

Xiong Benhai took Ji Changqing to his home, less than one kilometer away from the blacksmith shop.

The brick house with a small courtyard covers an area of ​​about [-] square meters.

There are two side rooms, a kitchen and a chicken coop.

The wife is a simple middle-aged woman, wearing an apron and frying eggs in a hot pot.

As soon as Ji Changqing entered the fence gate, white smoke was rising from the chimney on the roof. His nose twitched and he smelled the aroma of eggs.

A little boy wiped his nose, put his head in front of the chicken coop, and sprinkled rice into it.

If he were an ordinary person, he might be envious of this harmonious scene.

Such a plain, carefree life is the childhood of many people.

"Qin'er, we have a distinguished guest at home. Kill a rooster and prepare two pots of wine." Xiong Benhai shouted to his wife as he entered the house.

The woman named Qin'er turned her head towards the door and glared at him in embarrassment. She was screaming so disgustingly when there was an outsider here.

The little boy came over and asked doubtfully: "Dad, why are you back?"

Ji Changqing touched his little head, and Xiong Benhai introduced with a smile: "My son, Xiong Er."

Ji Changqing looked strange: "Do you have a son in your family?"

Xiong Benhai nodded: "After Xiong Da married his wife, he moved out and opened a blacksmith shop on this street."

This boss is a cultured person.

Ji Changqing feels that when naming a child, one should learn from him.

Be more grounded.

The two entered the side room. After Kumamoto Customs came to the door, he took out a shield from under the bed, put it on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped it with his sleeve, and then gave it to him.

The shield is in the shape of a bronze oval, with lines engraved with money seals on the surface and polished to reflect light.

With the addition of copper mother, it looks pretty good and doesn't look like a turtle shell.

The weight is moderate when holding the handle, and the shield can completely cover the upper body.

Under spiritual observation, there is a faint blue aura.

"Senior, you can try to input mana." Xiong Benhai reminded excitedly.

After Ji Changqing did so, the shield surface emitted blue light and the shell was covered with an energy shield.

It is more defensive, faster and more mana-saving than the aura shield. The only drawback is that the defense area is slightly smaller.

"Is this a middle-grade magic weapon?" Ji Changqing was extremely surprised.

Xiong Benhai shook his head and said with a pity on his face: "It's almost, it's considered a top-grade low-grade magic weapon."

Ji Changqing's head is full of black lines. How can he be said to be of the highest quality?
It was an unexpected surprise after all.

"Senior, this magical weapon has not been given a name yet."

Ji Changqing decided after thinking for a while.

"Hard one!"

Xiong Benhai gave a thumbs up: "Good name."

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