Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 332 Am I a guest again?

In the view of Bai Zhengchun and others, the small world of the Blood Demon Sect should be the breeding ground for [marrow-eating worms] and the zombie-like monster birds, and the treasures and other things are just fake news released to confuse the public.

But looking at Song Changsheng and others, it seems that the harvest is not small?

Shen Qingxiu took a deep breath and said, "Then come with me."

The group followed Shen Qingxiu and arrived at an ancient and heavy bronze door on the hillside of Tianyin Mountain. Shen Qingxiu waved it open and said calmly: "This is an abandoned treasure house, it should be enough. You used it.”

After saying that, Shen Qingxiu turned around and left.

Although she was also curious about what benefits Song Changsheng and others had gained in the small world, with her status, even standing here would put an invisible pressure on Song Changsheng and others.

Moreover, it will also create the illusion that Luoxia City will also participate in the "spoils sharing", giving people a feeling of overwhelming power.

Instead of doing this, it is better to leave voluntarily to avoid misunderstanding.

Seeing her leaving, Song Changsheng opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask Shen Qingxiu to stay.

Everyone has selfish motives.

Although he admitted that Luoxia City contributed the most during this trip, he also admitted that Luoxia City should take the lion's share.

But there is a difference in who chooses first and who chooses last, and who sees it when choosing.

If Shen Qingxiu was here, if Song Changsheng and others found any treasures during the inventory, they would definitely give them to Luoxia City first.

Now that she has left and there are only a few of them left, they can choose what they need first, and then leave the rest to Luoxia City.

The difference is quite big.

"We got a lot of things this time. Let's count and categorize them first and then distribute them. Yuechan, you come and count the number of spiritual stones.

Fatty, Yunhe, Chihuo, you guys and I are counting the other supplies. "

Song Changsheng simply assigned the tasks, and then handed the storage bag containing the spirit stones to Zhuang Yuechan, and he opened another storage bag.

In an instant, piles of supplies poured out of the storage bags and soon filled most of the warehouse.

Looking at the mountains of supplies, Song Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly. When will he have to take stock?

In contrast, Zhuang Yuechan was much more relaxed. Her spiritual consciousness invaded the storage bag and covered the spirit stones. In less than half an hour, she had already figured out the specific number of the spirit stones in the storage bag.

On the other hand, it has just begun.

The five people worked for five or six hours to finish counting the materials in most of the warehouse. Although it was extremely labor-intensive, fortunately, there were little surprises from time to time. I can only say that it was painful and happy.

While they were categorizing, Zhuang Yuechan took the time to draw up a list and reported to everyone: "After counting, the low-grade spiritual stones obtained this time include 1.5 million low-grade spiritual stones, 5,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and ten high-grade spiritual stones. Spiritual stone.

If all were converted into low-grade spiritual stones, the total would be over 2.1 million. "

"Two million!" Zhu Yiqun almost jumped with excitement. This is a huge sum of money. How many Zifu forces can't afford so many spiritual stones at once.

"Didn't you win 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones in Dingyuan City? Why are you so excited?" Xu Yunhe rolled his eyes at him.

"Four hundred thousand spirit stones? How did you win? Why didn't I hear you say that?" Song Changsheng and Zhuang Yuechan cast doubtful glances upon hearing this.

According to the market price, 400,000 spirit stones are enough to buy a low-grade magic weapon with good quality.

"Speaking of this, he has to thank you. During the finals of the arena battle, someone opened a bet. This guy placed one hundred thousand spiritual stones on you. The odds were four to one. Together with the principal, he won a total of four hundred thousand. This guy He is the richest among us."

Song Changsheng glanced at Zhu Yiqun in surprise. He didn't have much confidence in that battle, but he didn't expect that this guy actually trusted him so much. One press was worth 100,000!
"Hey, you're envious. This is called finding wealth in danger. Fortunately, I have the power of immortality, otherwise I would have drunk the northwest wind." Zhu Yiqun had a mean smile on his face.

"What a man who made a fortune in silence. If Yunhe hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known about it." Song Changsheng looked at Zhu Yiqun with a half-smile but not a smile. He was so frightened that the latter's fat body trembled. He quickly took a few steps back and covered his chest. Wu Bao said: "This is all my hard-earned money, you can't steal it."

"Okay, stop teasing him, I haven't finished speaking yet." Zhuang Yuechan wrinkled her nose and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Yes, yes, let's get down to business, Yuechan, please continue." Zhu Yiqun echoed.

"Let's talk about the refining materials first. There are one thousand kilograms of [Purple Ying Sand], ten kilograms of [Celestial Silk], seven feet of [Lightning Strike Wood], two thousand kilograms of [Blue Steel]..."

Zhuang Yuechan's list was very detailed, which made everyone feel sleepy. They were not at all as excited and shocked as when they heard the number of spiritual stones.

In fact, there is nothing that can be done about it. These are all hoarded by the Blood Demon Sect for the purpose of restoring their religion. Most of them are second-level cultivation resources, with only a small part of the third-level ones.

Taking them out individually is really not attractive to them, but fortunately there are enough.

"Besides these, there are also these boxes that have not been opened. They are all covered with restrictions. They should be relatively rare treasures." Zhuang Yuechan waved her hand gently, and twenty boxes of different sizes suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"It's a blind box opening again, how do we divide it this time?" Zhu Yiqun rubbed his hands and said impatiently.

Song Changsheng pondered for a while and said: "These uncles have contributed a lot to this trip. I think it can be divided into 60%. The remaining 40% will be divided equally among the four of us. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuechan quickly shook her head and said, "It's too many. This is unfair to you."

"The few uncles who have contributed the most should deserve the lion's share of the prize." Song Changsheng emphasized.

"Yes, it's thanks to the three seniors this time, otherwise it's unknown whether we could get in." Zhu Yiqun echoed from the side.

"That's right, I also think that the seniors should account for the majority. Of the remaining 40%, Changsheng accounts for 15%, and Yuechan and Fatty each account for 10%." Xu Yunhe first agreed with Song Changsheng's point of view, and then spoke to them The distribution of people has been adjusted.

As soon as these words came out, Song Changsheng frowned slightly and said, "Wouldn't this mean that you are only half-finished?"

Xu Yunhe said with a carefree smile: "Brothers have settled accounts. There are four keys to this secret realm. You have two, Yuechan and Fatty each have one. You deserve more, but I don't have one. I can share half of the achievements." Contented.”

Seeing that Song Changsheng wanted to persuade him again, Xu Yunhe interrupted directly: "Changsheng, don't say anything. If you hadn't given the [Tianqing Magic Mirror] to Hunwugui, you should have received 20% of it."

"Yunhe is right, that's all." Zhu Yiqun nodded in agreement.

"Wouldn't this mean that our city has gained 70%?"

Zhuang Yuechan shook her head and said in a firm tone: "According to what I said, my uncle and I together account for 50%, Taoist fellow Changsheng and Chihuo account for 25%, Yiqun 15%, and Yunhe 10%."

Chi Huo was stunned. He didn't expect that he was involved in this. He quickly waved his hands and said: "How can I be so virtuous as an old slave? Please ask Mistress to take back my life." Hearing the word "Mistress", Zhuang Yuechan's pretty face turned red. , but still said firmly: "Just stick to this, otherwise I will ask Master to make the decision."

"It's just a trivial matter. How can I trouble the teacher? Just do as you say."

"Oh, I didn't want to take so much, but if you insist on forcing it into my hand, then I will be disrespectful." Zhu Yiqun said with a smile.

Xu Yunhe didn't care. He originally only wanted half of it, but Zhuang Yuechan had already reached this point, so he had no need to refuse.

Seeing that several people no longer objected, Zhuang Yuechan smiled, pointed to the jade box in front of her and said: "There are twenty boxes in total, I will take ten on behalf of the master, Changsheng will take five, Yiqun will take three, and Yunhe will take two. ”

"It's reasonable, then I won't be polite." Zhu Yiqun took the lead and stretched out his hand to pull the three largest ones in front of him.

"You know how to choose." Song Changsheng laughed dumbly and reached out to take the five boxes closest to him.

He was too lazy to open them one by one, so he simply broke the restriction and opened all five at once.

I saw a round Qingluan jade pendant, a green and white peach, a small thumb-sized purple crystal, a talisman, and a shiny gold ingot placed in each of the five jade boxes.

"Third-level middle-grade talisman, [Jasper Peach], [Amethyst Tianxin], third-order middle-grade [Divine Walking Talisman], [Red Flame Gilded]."

Song Changsheng recognized these five items almost at a glance. They were all rare treasures, and most of them were useful, especially [Amethyst Tianxin], which was an excellent material for improving the quality of magical weapons. The spirit-cutting gourd can If you can't upgrade the magic weapon, it depends on it.

"You also have merit this time. This item can improve your cultivation and should help you break through the bottleneck." Song Changsheng casually handed the [Jasper Peach] to the old ghost Chihuo.

The old ghost Chihuo was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Thank you, young master, for the reward!"

He couldn't help but be excited. He had been stuck in the late stage of foundation building for many years. With this item, he had hope of taking a step further. Although he could not increase his lifespan, he had finally touched the threshold of the Zi Mansion.

"You deserve this." Song Changsheng said softly.

I took the time to look at the other people and found that their gains were not small, and everyone had joy on their faces.

Then they distributed the spirit stones and other materials in the same proportion.

Song Changsheng finally got four high-grade spiritual stones, one thousand medium-grade spiritual stones, and 375,000 low-grade spiritual stones, which made him a small fortune.

In addition, I was assigned a third-level low-grade magic weapon and three spiritual weapons.

In addition, there are nearly one million worth of cultivation resources, including mineral ingots, furs, spiritual jade, spiritual fruits... everything, enough for the current Song family to lie down for twenty years!

Zhu Yiqun smiled happily. With this vote, he would not have to worry about it for hundreds of years in the future.

Xu Yunhe has accumulated a small amount of money. If he wants to establish a sect in the future, these resources will be the starting capital for his early "entrepreneurship".

After the spoils were divided, Song Changsheng found Shen Qingxiu and asked him to help contact Feng Zhongyi, the current master of the Demon Subduing Palace.

He and Feng Zhongyi had met a few times and were not familiar with each other, but he had brought dozens of corpses of masters from the Demon-Conquering Hall from the small world. Naturally, Feng Zhongyi needed to take them back and put them to rest.

Shen Qingxiu's efficiency was very fast, or the response speed of the Demon-Conquering Palace was very fast. On the fifteenth day after the news spread, the palace master Feng Zhongyi came to Luoxia City in person.

Palace Master Feng looked a little tired, probably because he was rushing as hard as he could along the way.

Although he is a late-stage cultivator of the Zi Mansion, traveling across four states in fifteen days is a big challenge for him, which illustrates how urgent Hall Master Feng is at the moment.

After meeting Song Changsheng, Feng Zhongyi no longer cared about the red tape and pressed his shoulder eagerly: "Clan Chief Song, may I ask where the bones of our seniors are?"

Song Changsheng could understand his urgent mood, and after hearing this, he took him to a specially vacant hall without saying a word.

The corpses he brought out will be placed here.

The moment he saw these corpses, Feng Zhongyi's eyes instantly turned red and his hands trembled slightly. Although the changes were huge, he could still recognize the identities of these people at a glance.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, Uncle Liu..."

Feng Zhongyi recited the names of these people during his lifetime, and tears inadvertently blurred his eyes.

He grew up in the Demon-Suppressing Hall, and these people were like family members to him. Back then, he was just a young monk who had just entered the Foundation Establishment. He watched them go on an expedition, and in the end... none of them came back.

Suddenly, he saw a slightly short corpse, and his body seemed to be electrocuted. He knelt on the ground with a pop, kowtowed heavily, and said in a choked voice: "Master, unfilial disciple Feng Zhongyi, welcome you back to the sect. !”

The tears that he had been holding back burst into his eyes at this moment. The powerful master of the Demon-Suppressing Palace cried like a child at this moment.

Song Changsheng sighed softly, bowed to the corpses, and then silently exited the hall.

After a long time, Feng Zhongyi walked out of the hall with red and swollen eyes. When he saw Song Changsheng, he bowed to the ground without saying a word.

"senior."

Song Changsheng was shocked, and quickly stepped forward, trying to help Feng Zhongyi up, but he didn't move at all.

"Junior is just doing it casually, senior is really a shameful kid." Song Changsheng said with a wry smile.

Feng Zhongyi was unmoved when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "No matter what, Patriarch Song has helped our palace a lot and he is the benefactor of our palace. Everyone in Fumo Palace will remember Patriarch Song's kindness!"

Given his status, the weight of this sentence is undoubtedly extremely heavy.

"Senior Feng, please get up first. All the seniors died for Da Qi. I should be the one to thank them."

Feng Zhong kept standing up and looked into Song Changsheng's eyes seriously. After a moment, he said with emotion: "The Song family has a little friend. It is really a blessing that has been cultivated for hundreds of years. This is the waist badge of my guest, and the status is equivalent to that of an elder." , you can use the resources in the palace, please keep it.”

"How can this happen?" Song Changsheng was immediately surprised when he looked at the waist card in front of him.

The guest badges of the Fumo Palace are more precious than those of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce.

After all, the Fumo Palace is a behemoth that spreads throughout the world of human cultivation, and its power is astonishing.

Having this waist card in hand means that Song Changsheng is a friend of the Demon-Conquering Hall and can get help from any Demon-Conquering Hall, which is of great significance!
Feng Zhongyi said firmly: "This is what I deserve, little friend. Please don't refuse."

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(End of this chapter)