Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 514 Leisure time
After Huang Siyuan took the barrier-breaking pill a few years ago, her cultivation level has successfully broken through to the eighth level of foundation building. Her cultivation speed has almost caught up with Song Qingyu, but in the later stages of foundation building, it is much more difficult to break through each level than the previous one. , Huang Siyuan will need at least more than ten years to reach the state where she can form elixirs.

Although Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan's current cultivation speed is not as good as those talented pill-forming seeds in Xiaoyao Sect, as long as they can start to reach the realm of pill-forming before the age of 150, they will be able to form pills at least twice in this life. Opportunity.

Except for the Tianlinggen monks, there are very few monks who can successfully form an elixir in one go. Among the dozen or so golden elixir monks in the Wei Kingdom, apart from the genius Bai Yuxian, there is only one person, Yao Qianshu, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect. , he successfully broke through the golden elixir realm that year.

Most of the others, including Song Qingming, only successfully formed the elixir for the second time. Guangling Zhenren, who had formed the elixir the most times, barely succeeded in forming the elixir until the fourth time. His path was also the most bumpy, with a lifespan of nearly 500 years. He has just reached the fifth level of the Golden Core at the age of 5, and his path in this life can be considered to have come to an end.

"A few days ago, Qingyu said that he was going to attend the trade fair held by Guiyunfang. I thought you were going with him."

Huang Siyuan shook her head and said: "Sister Qingyu is almost ready to form an elixir, so she is anxiously searching for the elixir-forming spiritual objects. I am still some distance away from building an elixir. There is no point in going there. I might as well concentrate on the mountain." Practice and break through the ninth level of foundation building as soon as possible.”

"It's a bit boring to stay in the mountains every day, why not go out for a walk together!" Song Qingming smiled and reached out to hold Huang Siyuan, and the two slowly walked out of the cave together.

After walking down the top of the mountain, Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan walked and chatted together, strolling through the beautiful scenery of Funiu Mountain.

In the past few years, Song Qingming has been busy refining the golden elixir corpse puppet, and Huang Siyuan has been studying the art of elixir refining. The two of them have spent most of their time in seclusion, and they have not enjoyed such leisure time together for a long time.

Unlike Song Qingming, who went out alone during his Qi refining period and already covered half of the Wei Kingdom. Since Huang Siyuan entered Taoism, she spent most of her time practicing in a certain place and rarely traveled alone. When I went out to enjoy the flowers and scenery during my free time, I immediately felt much happier.

The number of mortals directly controlled by the Song family has continued to grow rapidly over the years, and the total has risen to nearly 300,000 people. If nothing happens, in another twenty or thirty years, the Song family should surpass Taiyuan Shanhuang. The family has become the immortal cultivating family with the largest number of mortals in Qinghe County.

The increase in the number of mortals will also lead to a rapid increase in the number of new monks in the Song family. When Song Qingming first established the foundation, the family would only find a child with spiritual roots every two or three years on average, even if it was only a monk with four or five spiritual roots. , everyone on Funiu Mountain will celebrate.

Without the threat of monsters, the ordinary mortals in Mujiao Town are living a more prosperous life than before. Most of the faces on the street are filled with soft smiles that can only be found in a good life.

Seeing Huang Siyuan's envious look on her face when she saw others buying things, Song Qingming remembered that the two ancestors of their family did not seem to have the gold and silver that mortals usually use, and quickly sent a message to Song Qingming, who was guarding Mujiao Town. The monk at home asked him to send some gold and silver.

In recent years, because the Song family was promoted to become the Jindan Immortal Clan, the family territory expanded rapidly, and the manpower of monks in the family was often insufficient. Song Yuanfang, the elders who manage the family's daily affairs, also made many policies to encourage mortals to have children.

When Song Qingming entered the town, they deliberately suppressed their cultivation and pretended to be ordinary mortals, without disturbing the monks whose families were stationed in the town.

After learning that his ancestor suddenly came down the mountain to his place, the "Yuan" monk stationed in Mujiao Town was immediately startled and hurriedly sent a large bag of gold and silver to Song Qingming, his ancestor.

Today, the population of Mujiao Town has increased several times compared to a hundred years ago. It has become a large town that can gather more than 80,000 mortals. The streets in the town are also much more prosperous than before, and they are already comparable to those of the Huang family. It is comparable to the mortal towns that have developed for thousands of years under the mountain.

Now that she has money, Huang Siyuan's smile becomes even brighter when she walks on the street.

As many of the family's policies that benefit mortals were promulgated, the monsters within a hundred miles around Funiu Mountain were quickly wiped out by the family's law enforcement team. Now even those located dozens of miles away from Funiu Mountain have begun to There are mortals out there.

In the current Song family, children whose spiritual roots are discovered are sent to the mountain almost every year. Even monks with three spiritual roots are no longer a rare thing. The overall number of monks has already exceeded the original family foundation. More than twice that.

Because her parents are both monks, Huang Siyuan has lived in the mountains since she was a child and has not had much contact with ordinary mortals. Now that she has walked among the mortals at the foot of the mountain, she, a foundation-building monk who usually aloof, is also curious and pulls her. Song Qingming watched together non-stop.

The two of them went down from the top of the mountain, walking and stopping among the mountains and rivers, and soon arrived at the foot of Funiu Mountain, next to Mujiao Town, where Song Qingming was born.

"Husband, this noodle is obviously not very delicious. Why do these people eat so happily? Could it be that the taste of us immortal cultivators will be different?" Huang Siyuan, who was sitting in a noodle shop, had a look on her face. He raised his head in confusion and asked.

Huang Siyuan just took a bite of a bowl of clear soup noodles that looked exactly the same, and immediately frowned and put down the chopsticks in her hands. Several ordinary mortals sitting not far away from the two of them had already eaten the noodles before they were served. They had finished eating and were still drinking the soup in their bowls with gusto.

Song Qingming shook his head slightly and explained: "It tastes the same. I also ate it at the foot of the mountain when I was a child, but for them, noodles are delicious if they can be eaten full. The delicious food you want in your heart will be different, and you will naturally feel the same." It’s different.” “It seems like they are much happier than us cultivators when they eat.”

After the two of them walked around the street for a long time, Song Qingming took Huang Siyuan together to outside a house in the west of Mujiao Town.

The past flashed up like smoke, and Song Qingming hadn't been back here for a long time since his parents passed away. A hundred years passed by, and several family members who were still in front of him had left, leaving him walking alone. Between this heaven and earth.

Looking at the familiar sights and objects at the door, Song Qingming paused for a moment, but did not enter his former home. After a while, with a smile on his face, he turned around and left.

"Husband, you finally came back, why don't you go in and take a look?" Huang Siyuan asked with some confusion when she saw that Song Qingming had already arrived but chose to turn around and leave.

Song Qingming nodded when he heard this and said: "It doesn't look like there has been any change outside. I think the descendants who come to our house are all doing well. They are all juniors we have never seen before. We'd better not go in and scare them."

"Haha! You, our ancestor, are so young, and you still want those juniors on crutches to kowtow to you. It does look a bit ugly." Huang Siyuan pursed her lips and laughed softly.

"It has been several years since I went to offer incense to my mother and the others. Come with me to see them!"

Seeing Huang Siyuan nodding in agreement, Song Qingming and Song Qingming no longer hid their cultivation, and turned into two auras and left here directly.

"Ah, it's the Immortal. The Immortal from the mountain has come down!" After the two left, several mortals who passed by and saw the scene immediately exclaimed, causing a commotion nearby.

Decades have passed, and seven or eight more graves have appeared in Song's mother's cemetery, and the descendants of Song Qingming's family are buried in them.

Song Qingming's second sister, fourth brother, nephew Song Yunshan and other descendants of the Song family chose to be buried here after their deaths. A cemetery has been formed on this hill. Most of the familiar family members in Song Qingming's memory are here. Not in the house at the foot of the mountain.

After offering a stick of incense to their mother with Huang Siyuan, the two stood on the top of the mountain and admired the sunset, as if they were back to the way they were after bidding farewell to their mother decades ago.

The difference is that Song Qingming has now become a famous Jindan master, and Huang Siyuan is no longer the little monk in the Qi refining period who is too weak to fight against fate.

A few days later, Song Qingming called outside the cave.

After a black figure flew into the air, he cast a spell with both hands and released a cyan dagger. After the cyan dagger circled the black figure for a few times, the aura suddenly surged and turned into a stream of aura and flew down quickly, blowing away the people on the side of the mountain. A boulder was cut in half.

Looking at Jin Feng who could freely control the "Green Willow Sword" in mid-air, Song Qingming nodded with satisfaction, flew into the mid-air and cast a spell to release the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror", the magic weapon in his body.

Under the control of Song Qingming, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" released a burst of five-color divine light towards the golden wind in mid-air.

Encountering the attack of the five-color divine light, Jin Feng moved his arms and released a black shield in front of him, and forcefully blocked Song Qingming's attack without much effort.

After seeing this scene, Song Qingming smiled with satisfaction and put away the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" again. "Although I can't refine the magic weapon of my life, and my offensive ability is slightly worse, my defensive ability is no less than that of monks of the same level."

After successfully refining the "Green Willow Sword", Jin Feng's strength became even better, almost comparable to that of an ordinary first-level Jindan monk. After three years of careful cultivation, Song Qingming finally got the one he had always cultivated. The coveted golden elixir helps.

After coming down from the sky, Song Qingming was about to take Jin Feng back to his cave when a golden talisman suddenly flew over from the horizon on the side of Funiu Mountain.

(End of this chapter)