Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

"Two hundred years ago, the ancient ancestor of the Song family was still a child herding cattle in the countryside. When the Fall of the Stars Realm opened, Starry Night City became the focus of the entire Qiongbei Region. The ancient ancestor of the Song family was full of adventurous spirit and traveled among the stars. The Starfall Realm received a great opportunity and grew rapidly, making the Song family a century-old clan."

Song Tianming's eyes gleamed, the ancestors of the Song family were still richer, but when he asked about the treasure, Song Hai remained silent, saying that he didn't understand, and he would know it when he returned to the Song family.

Song Tianming and Song Hai returned quickly.

At the same time, within the Li family, Li Fei was frantically beating his servants to vent his anger.

"Damn Song Tianming, damn Song Tianming, I will definitely kill you."

Li Fei bared his teeth and grinned, his anger reaching the limit.

After a while, Li Fei said to a battle servant behind him who was in the Body Tempering Flawless Realm: "Li Nu, keep an eye on Song Tianming. Once you have the chance, kill him immediately, even if we die together!"

"My slave obeys your orders."

The Li family's servants have received brainwashing education from the Li family since childhood. They are extremely loyal to the Li family and are ready to sacrifice their lives at any time.

Li Fei was still uneasy, so he immediately connected to the Netherworld and found the leader of the Black Nest, Black Hand.

"Black Hand, the man who killed me a few days ago, if you find traces of him in the Netherworld Realm, kill him immediately. If you succeed, I will give you a hundred mortal-level top-grade soul crystals. These thirty crystals are mine. of deposit.”

Black Hand's expression changed, and he immediately agreed. After Li Fei left, he immediately raised Song Tianming's priority, posted wanted notices everywhere in the Black Nest settlement, and offered a reward for ten top-grade mortal soul crystals.

After Song Tianming and Song Hai returned to the Song family, they immediately came to the Song family memorial hall.

Here are the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Song family, which are solemn and solemn.

Song Hai pointed to the tablet of Song Qingshu, the ancient ancestor of the Song family, and said: "The treasure is in the tablet of the ancient ancestor."

"Ah!" Song Tianming was stunned.

Song Hai continued to explain: "This wooden tablet was left by the ancient ancestor. It is a spatial device with an independent space inside. Only geniuses of the Song family recognized by the remnant soul of the ancient ancestor are eligible to enter. However, this qualification It’s very difficult to get. Counting thirty years ago, only your father has been in it, and I’m not even qualified.”

Song Tianming smiled. No wonder Huo Yi turned the Song family upside down and found nothing.

"You drop a drop of blood into the ancient ancestor tablet, and if you are qualified, you will be automatically transferred there."

Song Tianming nodded, came to the ancient ancestor's tablet, cut his index finger open, and dripped a drop of blood.

In an instant, the space was filled with fluctuations, and Song Tianming disappeared from the spot.

Song Hai smiled bitterly and sighed.

In the name of paying homage to the ancient ancestor, he once brought the children of the Song family to shed blood in front of the ancient ancestor's memorial tablet, but no one had the qualifications.

The only person Song Hai missed at that time was Song Tianming.

"Hey, if I didn't believe in the results of the talent instrument, I would have brought you here earlier and trained you with all my strength, why would the Song family be like this!"

The space in the memorial tablet is not large, just the size of an ordinary room, and there are many bits and pieces floating in it.

Song Tianming glanced at this independent space and was amazed in his heart. The ancient ancestor of the Song family, Song Qingshu, was indeed a master of the quasi-terrestrial realm. His methods were indeed extraordinary, and he could even intercept the void into a house.

Suddenly, an old voice rose from behind Song Tianming.

"You and Song Xiu look alike. What's your relationship?"

When Song Tianming heard this, he immediately turned around and saw a white residual soul floating behind him. He immediately bowed and held his hands in his hands, saying with great respect, "Junior Song Tianming is Song Xiu's eldest son."

"Ten years have passed and Song Xiu has never come back. How is he? Has he become an Earth Realm warrior?"

"Father, he went to a secret place to collect magic medicine and has not returned yet. As for his realm, I don't know."

"Hey, I thought so highly of him and even taught him how to cling to the immortal goddess of the Pure Land, but in the end it was all in vain!"

Song Qingshu's remnant soul sighed resentfully, and his figure became increasingly pale and weak. He could only survive for a short time.

Song Tianming's eyes were darting around, and he was very confused. He didn't see anything that looked like a treasure at all!

Song Qingshu's remnant soul saw Song Tianming looking around and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Junior, I heard that there is a treasure of the Song family hidden here. Anyone recognized by you, the ancient ancestor, can enter and get it."

"Do I approve of you?"

"Well, how can I come in?"

"I let you in just to ask about Song Xiu's situation. You have not reached the talent limit I set." Song Qingshu's remaining soul explained: "The talent limit I set is to hopefully break through to the Earth Realm. In other words, the adaptability of a certain path of the talent instrument must be at the sixth level at the very least!”

Song Tianming suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the younger generation of the Song family was not recognized, because Song Yang, the most talented martial artist, only had a fifth-level talent according to the test.

Song Tianming set a new limit in the history of the Song family. He had first-level talents in martial arts, physical education, and divine ability, and was therefore called a waste for fifteen years.

Song Qingshu's remnant soul murmured: You are Song Xiu's son. It stands to reason that your talent is not bad. Why didn't the automatic recognition sequence pass you?

Immediately, an old talent instrument floated over from the scattered objects floating around, and was scanned at Song Tianming.

Seeing the results displayed by the talent meter, Song Qingshu's remaining soul was extremely surprised.

"Ah! Martial, physical, and divine are all first-level talents. Do you really have my blood flowing through your veins?"

"But you all have first-level talents in all three realms. How come you can all advance to the middle stage of the mortal realm, and your foundation is very solid? It's really strange!"

The more Song Qingshu's residual soul thought about it, the more strange it became. He was once a strong man in the quasi-earth realm and had seen a lot, but he had never seen an example like Song Tianming.

Song Tianming chuckled and said: "It is probably some natural treasures, plus the trials of life and death, that I am lucky enough to get here."

Song Qingshu's residual soul shook his head and said: "There is no luck in cultivation, everything depends on the result. You can go so far with such a poor talent, which shows that you have something extraordinary, and you have won my recognition."

Song Tianming's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he said: "Ancestor, then am I also qualified to get the treasures you once passed down?"

"You are qualified, but almost all the things have been divided up by your ancestors, and my last few treasures have been given to your father Song Xiu. I thought that with his ninth-grade martial arts talent, he would be able to save me anyway, but what a pity, what a pity!"

Song Tianming was immediately embarrassed in the same place, beating his chest and stamping his feet. The treasure was distributed to him and it was gone. It was really unlucky.

"Although I have lost something that can be called a treasure, I can still give you a few treasures with flaws."

Immediately, Song Qingshu's residual soul kept searching among the floating fragments.

Song Tianming looked forward to it.

After a while, Song Qingshu's residual soul found a few shining objects.

The first one was a martial arts technique wrapped in purple light, "Zixia Tiangong".

Song Tianming frowned immediately, took out the "Zixia Tiangong" given by Song Hai from his arms, and said with a wry smile: "Ancestor, I have this thing!"