Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

A "simple" family dinner, the guests and hosts talked happily and the food was very satisfying.

Chen Mo heard a lot of interesting things about Song Yunxi's childhood from Zhu Xiaofang. He didn't expect that his elder brother had done so many stupid things before.

Of course, every time his childhood sweetheart talked about his embarrassing things, Song Yunxi would use his elbow to poke Chen Mo, meaning that he would not listen, but every time he would be embarrassed by Zhu Xiaofang's light cough.

One thing conquers another, brine points to tofu.

This owner of the White Snake Market, who lives a transparent life, actually has such a side.

However, Song Yunxi is still very happy today, and his brother can be said to have earned enough face for him!

All kinds of spiritual food that he has never heard of or eaten, Zhu Xiaofang praised it endlessly, and as his brother, he naturally had a bright face and was proud of it.

Although, he had never eaten it either.

But at this time, he had to pretend like a drizzle or sprinkle of water.

The four chatted from dusk to late at night.

It was not until the full moon was high in the clear summer night sky that they realized that it was getting late.

After three rounds of wine and spiritual food, Song Yunxi was drunk.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhu Xiaofang kept using spiritual energy to stimulate him under the table, so she picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, let's have one last drink to celebrate our acquaintance in this damn cultivation world!"

"Can you talk?"

Zhu Xiaofang glared at him.

Hongyan covered her mouth and laughed.

Chen Mo also smiled in return, but he understood him.

The four of them picked up the wine glasses, raised their heads under the moonlight, and drank them all.

Just as Chen Mo stepped aside to see him off, Zhu Xiaofang's wrist conjured a phoenix hairpin and handed it to Hongyan, saying, "Among female cultivators, age is not a question. I dare to call you sister, and this hairpin is for you."

"Ah?"

Hongyan obviously didn't expect that a foundation-building cultivator would take the initiative to give him a gift.

What an honor it was for her!

But at this moment, she didn't dare to take it!

She looked at Chen Mo, her eyes full of pleading, as if waiting for a rescue.

"Why don't you thank Zhu Daoyou quickly?"

In an instant, Hongyan finally felt relieved.

She took it with both hands respectfully, but at the moment of taking it, a feeling of spiritual connection surged up.

Magical instrument!

This is not a simple hairpin!

This is a magic instrument!

"This!" Hongyan's hands trembled, and it was not right to take it or not, and what Zhu Xiaofang said next made her scalp numb, and she felt like holding a hot potato.

"In the future, if he goes to Wenxiang Pavilion again, please send a pigeon to me, and I will come to deal with him!"

As soon as these words came out, the other three people widened their eyes.

That's right, Zhu Xiaofang already knew who Hongyan was!

It is even possible that she was brought by Song Yunxi from Guchenfang City, and she knew it clearly.

Inviting her to the banquet and never mentioning it during the banquet was to give face to Chen Mo and Song Yunxi; and at this time, bringing up the matter on the pretext of giving away magic tools, to put it bluntly, was actually telling Song Yunxi:

She knows all the good things you have done!

Just when the scene was awkward, Zhu Xiaofang also took out two porcelain bottles from the storage ring.

"Brother Chen, thank you for your hospitality today. These two Qi-nourishing Pills, one for you and one for Yunxi." She put it on the table and continued, "You! Learn from your brother in the future, practice more and comprehend more magic when you have nothing to do, and don't always do those dirty things!"

"Hehe!"

Song Yunxi laughed dryly and couldn't respond.

"And this robe." Zhu Xiaofang continued, "I heard from your elder brother that someone wanted to harm you some time ago. This golden silk soft armor is also a first-level medium-grade magic weapon. It can protect you from death below the sixth level of Qi Refining."

"I drew these four lightning talismans myself. If you are lucky, you can kill people below the seventh level of Qi Refining with one blow..."

"And this jade pendant, wearing it can nourish you..."

At this moment, Zhu Xiaofang was just like Chen Mo and the others serving dishes just now, one after another, magic weapons, pills, and talismans, watching Song Yunxi stare at the side.

What is this for?

Lightning talismans?

He doesn't have any!

Although he doesn't need them.

When these things were handed to Chen Mo one by one, he was also confused.

He guessed that as the other party was a foundation-building cultivator, he might give him some small items, but he didn't expect that there were so many!

Especially the Qi-nourishing Pill, one directly provided him half of the experience.

Even if the medicinal power has weakened, it is afraid that it can greatly shorten the time for him to refine the fifth level of Qi!

The dishes he prepared, although rare to others, are just daily farming items for him, and are nothing at all.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, this is too precious!" Chen Mo said frankly, "I am ashamed to accept it."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I am not giving it to you for nothing." Zhu Xiaofang suddenly smiled slyly.

"Then you are..."

She turned her head and said to Song Yunxi who was silent on the side: "I heard that you already have a foundation-building pill?"

"Yes."

"Within two years, refine the ninth level of Qi, and within seven years, complete the foundation-building. Otherwise, you should quit your job as the master of the temple and go back to Ziyun Peak to practice honestly!" After that, Zhu Xiaofang continued to Chen Mo, "Fellow Daoist Chen, please help take care of it. Yunxi should learn from you. If he is not lazy, he should have built a foundation long ago with his talent!"

"I don't!" Song Yunxi argued.

"Don't worry, I will urge Brother Song to practice!"

"Then I'll leave it to you!"

After Zhu Xiaofang finished speaking, she summoned her flying sword and grabbed Song Yunxi, who was still in a daze, and pulled him up, then she bowed and said, "Then we'll take our leave!"

"Goodbye!"

The two came on the wind and flew away on the sword.

Finally, Chen Mo couldn't help but smile as he watched them disappear.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, I'm afraid your business at Wenxiang Pavilion will be difficult to do?"

Hongyan's face was even uglier at this moment.

Difficult?

What do you mean by difficult?

It's impossible to do it at all!

If Miss Zhu knew that Song Yunxi was having an affair again, she would be in trouble.

But with the character of the owner, it's impossible for him not to come!

"Fellow Daoist Chen, teach me!" Helplessly, she had to ask Chen Mo for advice.

"Why are you in a hurry?" He said with a smile, "Someone is more anxious than us, haha!"

Hongyan's eyes suddenly lit up!

Yes!

The most anxious person must be Song Yunxi. What is she worried about?

After she figured it out, she also laughed... This laugh came from the heart, and it was the most worry-free, comfortable and relaxed laugh she had had in a long time!

Today, she finally experienced the feeling of being an upright cultivator.

And all of this was given by the man in front of her!

...

Above the night sky, Song Yunxi felt a little embarrassed.

After the two left Chen Mo's house, they did not return to the White Snake Market. As for the direction?

He didn't know.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhu Xiaofang in front of him suddenly spoke: "I heard from my master... Forget it, you should hurry up and practice. It will be difficult if you don't build a foundation!"

I have been too busy with work recently, and my manuscripts have been exhausted.

I can only write two chapters from Monday to Friday, and three chapters on Saturday and Sunday. I will try to resume three chapters by the end of the year.