Chapter 3 Qi Gathering Pill
As the sun set, the four members of the Song family sat on the open ground, looking at the corpses of beasts and beasts lying on the ground in front of them. They exhaled for a long time. The four of them looked at each other and looked embarrassed. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Haha! Our cooperation is getting better and better now. We can kill two mid-level monsters at once. It seems that life will get better and better in the future." Song Changxiong looked at the other three people and joked with a smile.
"Uncle Thirteen, haven't you forgotten that last time we were almost chased by monsters to Funiu Mountain? This time we attracted so many monsters again. You really think highly of us." After Song Qingrui took the words, He complained helplessly.
"You guys are really ignorant. The second elder always tells me to train you more. I don't think I have good intentions."
"Thank you for calling this training!" Facing the tough-talking Thirteenth Uncle, Song Qingming and the other three could only look helpless.
After several people rested on the spot for a while, they slowly recovered some of their mana. Song Qingshi, the least injured among the four, stood up and said, "Fourth, please take care of Qing Ming. Uncle Thirteen, let's deal with the corpse of the monster as soon as possible. , those mid-level monsters with sensitive noses will be in trouble when they smell the smell of blood, so we need to get out of here as soon as possible."
As the eldest son of the Qing generation, Song Qingshi has always been relatively calm in dealing with matters. Even Song Changxiong, who has a higher level of cultivation than him, has never had any objections to Song Qingshi's arrangements.
Monsters in the world of cultivating immortals are all treasures for monks. The snake blood of the green bamboo python can be used to make magic talismans. The snake gallbladder is an auxiliary elixir for alchemy. The snake skin and snake teeth are also good materials for refining weapons. Although the value of snake meat is not high. It's high, but it's also one of the monks' favorite dishes. You can sell some spiritual stones in restaurants in the market.
After a period of skilled dissection, the four of them quickly left here with their rich trophies on their backs.
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Three days later, in a small pavilion named Wangyue Pavilion behind Funiu Mountain, Song Qingming was sitting in front of a stone table in the pavilion, sipping a pot of spiritual wine by himself under the beautiful moonlight and cool breeze.
This spiritual wine was the spiritual wine he had exchanged for it from his fourth uncle in Qinghefang a few months ago. Drinking quietly while looking at the moon was one of the few moments of comfort he had outside of cultivation.
Song Qingming had just had a few drinks when a tall man with broad shoulders and a broad body suddenly jumped into the pavilion and sat on the other side of the table. The person who came was none other than Song Changxiong, his thirteenth uncle who had been hunting monsters in Qingzhu Mountain with him a few days ago.
After seeing the person coming, Song Qingming hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand.
"Uncle Thirteen, I'm really sorry. I was in a hurry this time and forgot to bring a few more wine glasses. How about we change places?"
Song Changxiong did not respond after hearing this, but smiled slightly, touched his waist with his right hand, and a white jade wine glass appeared out of thin air in his hand, which was slowly placed on the stone table.
When Song Qingming saw this scene, he glanced at the storage bag on Song Changxiong's waist with some envy, then picked up the wine bottle and hurriedly filled him with a glass.
After drinking a glass of wine, Song Changxiong smiled and said to him. "You don't need to be too anxious, kid. The storage bag is not a rare thing. It's just that you haven't reached the middle stage of Qi refining yet, so your spiritual power cannot be released and used. When you break through the middle stage of Qi refining, you will have this thing soon. ”
"Well! No rush, no rush, I just think it's really convenient for you to have storage bags on you. You can carry everything with you at any time. I don't know when I will be able to use it like you." After Song Qingming finished speaking, he also Then he smiled.
"I came to you today to do a great thing, but you have to let me drink it to my satisfaction first." After Song Changxiong finished speaking, he raised the wine glass in his hand.
"Of course. It's rare for Uncle Thirteen to come and drink with me tonight. Even if I can't get up tomorrow, I will still be happy."
The two of them drank one cup after another and chatted until the pot of spiritual wine was almost empty. Song Changxiong threw a bag to Song Qingming and said: "The monster materials we hunted together last time have been processed in Fangshi. It’s over, this is your share.”
Song Qingming took the bag with some confusion. Could this be the great thing Uncle Thirteen said? My pot of spiritual wine is not worth it.
However, when Song Qingming opened the bag, the expression on his face immediately changed. From the joy when he started drinking, to the calm after receiving the bag, to the confusion after opening the bag now.
There were more than thirty bright spiritual stones in this small cloth bag, which really made Song Qingming a little confused.
The monster materials that the four of them hunted in the past few days, including two mid-level green bamboo pythons and seven low-level ones, were placed in the market. Even if they were all sold, they would only be worth more than twenty spiritual stones at most.
In addition, Uncle Thirteen also used two low-level spiritual talismans and a pill to restore spiritual energy when luring the enemy. How could he get so much now?
When family members go out to hunt monsters together, there are rules for distributing the profits. In the past, the losses caused in the battle were removed, and then the distribution was based on the level of cultivation and merit.
This time, Song Qingming has the lowest cultivation level among the four, and the thirteenth uncle Song Changxiong is the one who contributes the most. Even if others take care of him, the normal allocation to him cannot exceed 20%.
Seeing Song Qingming staring at him with a puzzled expression, Song Changxiong explained calmly: "I know you are in a hurry to practice, so the three of us discussed it. It has been almost five years since you have reached the third level of Qi Refining, and your cultivation has already been polished to a solid level. , this time all the spiritual stones sold for the monster materials will belong to you.
I also added a little bit to it, which should be enough for you to break through in cultivation. I hope you can cultivate to the middle stage of Qi refining as soon as possible, and you can use a little more strength next time we go out to hunt monsters.
Don’t think too much about it. When your eldest brother and the fourth brother including me broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining, they all received more or less help from the elders and brothers in the clan. This is also an old tradition of our Song family. . "
Looking at the heavy spirit stones in his hand, Song Qingming couldn't help but feel moved. Although he had almost saved up enough spirit stones to break through, the sudden heavy friendship from several elder brothers still made him a little overwhelmed. The words of gratitude When it came to his mouth, he didn't know how to say it, so he could only nod his head, put away the spirit stone, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
"Qing Ming, the Thirteenth Uncle's qualifications are average, and he is not as persistent in cultivation now. Like other brothers, it may be difficult for him to reach the later stage of Qi refining in this life. I may have to rely on you to take care of me in the future. "
"Uncle Thirteen, don't be ridiculous. With your current level of cultivation, it will be a matter of time before you break through to the late stage of Qi refining. The rest of us have to rely on you to take care of us."
"Then I'll lend you some good advice."
After the two of them looked at each other and smiled, they drank in the pavilion and chatted about some past experiences of hunting monsters. It wasn't until the sun rose again in the east that they left Wangyue Pavilion smelling of alcohol.
After bidding farewell to Song Changxiong, Song Qingming returned to the cave. He meditated for a while to dissolve the spiritual wine in his body, and then used a low-level "falling rain technique" to wash himself and change into clean clothes.
After smelling and confirming that there was no alcohol smell on his body, Song Qingming took out the spirit stone that he had treasured for many years, quickly walked out of the cave and headed to the top of Funiu Mountain.
The place on the east side of the top of Funiu Mountain that is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round is a relatively mysterious place for the Song family.
Song Qingming walked to the middle of the clouds and mist, made a gesture with one hand, and a white light flew out from his hand and hit an open space in front of him. After a while, the clouds and mist beside him fluctuated and then gradually dispersed, revealing a figure not far in front of him. In an exquisite three-story building, Song Qingming walked to the door of the building and opened the door directly and walked in.
The space inside the small building is not very large. There are several rows of black shelves placed on the wall on the first floor, with some simple blue jade slips placed on them, and a long table in the middle.
An old man with a glowing face stood beside the table, looking at Song Qingming with squinted eyes and a smile as he pushed in the door. This man was Song Gucai, the fourth elder of the Song family who guarded the family's gold-hidden building.
"I've met the Fourth Elder." When Song Qingming saw him, he quickly moved his hands forward and gave a salute.
"Oh, it's Qing Ming. Are you here to take over the family mission, or do you want to find some skills?" Song Gucai touched the beard on his chin and asked with a smile.
"Haha, you understand me best, but this time I came here to exchange for a Qi Gathering Pill. Can you take a look at the spirit stone?" Song Qingming also replied with a smile, and then carefully took out a bag from his arms. Passed it over.
Song Gucai slowly took the bag handed over by Song Qingming, opened it and saw that there were nearly a hundred spiritual stones neatly placed inside. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes half-squinted, and looked in front of him with some surprise on his face. Song Qingming.
"Hey, didn't you kid say you were short of twenty spiritual stones last month? How did you get it all together like this? Tell me honestly where you got this spiritual stone." After Song Gucai carefully confirmed the number of spiritual stones in the bag, he said A question.
"Uncle Thirteen and my eldest brother lent me some, and that's how I got enough." Song Qingming, who looked at him nervously, said frankly.
After listening to Song Qingming's answer, Song Gucai nodded with satisfaction and signaled Song Qingming to wait on the first floor. He turned around and brought a simple yellow box from the second floor.
"You still have fifteen points of merit in the merit book, plus the eighty-five spiritual stones you brought over, which is just enough. If you are sure you want to exchange for the Qi Gathering Pill, I will cross out your merits on it. "
"Okay, please."
Hearing the words of certainty from Song Qingming's mouth, Song Gucai drew a few lines on the merit book in his hand, and then handed the small box on the table to Song Qingming.
Although the Song family is just a small Qi-refining family, it still has a strict merit system. Family members can obtain merit points by completing various tasks issued by the family or turning in materials needed by the family.
Then use merit points or spirit stones of equivalent value to exchange for various skills, elixirs, magic weapons, and other items in the Hidden Gold Building. A point of merit points is equivalent to a piece of spirit stone.
Although the number of items in the Song Family Gold Collection Building is not as comprehensive as that in Fang City, the commonly used first-level talismans and elixirs are still basically available.
Some of these items were made by family members themselves, and some were purchased from Qinghefang City. The Song family would arrange for personnel to go to Qinghefang City every month to purchase some training materials needed by family members.
Song Qingming took the box and opened it. There was a golden round pill inside, which was the "Qi Gathering Pill" he had dreamed of. He was so excited that he quickly handed Song Gucai his thanks.
"Qing Ming, someone in the family stood up to help you today because we are from the same bloodline. In the future, when facing family members, we must unite more and support each other." Song Gucai looked in front of him with a serious face. The descendant of the family warned.
"Thank you Fourth Elder for your teachings, Qing Ming knows"
"The road to cultivating immortality is not only about talent and hard work, but also about our own destiny. I have been cultivating in this small Qinghe County all my life. Although I have been cautious and managed to survive, I have never been able to find a chance. , I can only waste my whole life in this realm of Qi refining.
If you have the chance, you must get out of here and look at the vast sky outside. Maybe you can find your own opportunity. "
Song Qingming nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. When he was young, he often heard these words of encouragement from his eighth uncle in the family school. Now he seems to have heard them more often, and he no longer has the excitement when he was young. He now fully understands how difficult the path of cultivation is.
With mediocre qualifications, even a bottleneck at the fourth level of Qi refining has left him helpless for the past two years. If opportunities in the world of cultivation were so easy to come by, there wouldn't be so many monks who would spend their whole lives refining Qi.
The entire Song family has produced fifty or sixty monks in more than two hundred years. Except for the founding ancestor who is a foundation-building monk, there are only a few people who have successfully cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining in the past two hundred years.