Chapter 444 Passing away one after another

Chapter 444 Passing away one after another

Seeing the second-level flying sword in his hand, Song Yuanli immediately fell to his knees with joy.

"Yuan Li, thank you ancestor for the treasure!"

Seeing that Song Qingyu's move seemed to imply that he was stingy, Song Qingming could only smile and took out a handful of golden jade rings from his storage bag and sent them to Song Yuanli.

"The name of this object is a golden wire ring. It is also a second-level low-grade magic weapon. This is the only magic weapon I have that is more suitable for you. I will give it to you for self-defense first!"

Seeing Song Qingming take out this magical weapon, not only Song Yuanli, but also everyone else in the meeting hall was immediately attracted.

This golden wire ring and the flying sword that Song Qingyu took out just now, although the quality level is the same, they are second-level low-grade magic weapons. However, the price of a defensive weapon such as a golden wire ring on the market is much higher than that of an ordinary flying sword.

Seeing the two ancestors of the family bestowing treasures one after another, the other monks of the Song family on the side cast envious glances at Song Yuanli, and stepped forward to congratulate him. The two magic weapons he had received today alone were The value is already more than a thousand spiritual stones.

After everyone calmed down, Song Qingming stood up and announced: "Since Yuan Li has established the foundation, from today on, he will be the new supreme elder of the family, and his monthly salary will be paid out in the same way as me and Qing Yu. Don't you have any objections? "

"I will obey the order of the clan leader!"

"Patriarch, when you and Aunt Qingyu were building the foundation before, you didn't hold a celebration. This time the Yuanli Foundation is being laid, our Song family can't miss it."

"Yes, Patriarch, Xintong is right. Firstly, we can have a good celebration, and secondly, we can take this opportunity to show the strength of our Song family to other surrounding immortal cultivating forces, and shock those ignorant Xiao Xiaozhi. only."

When Song Qingming established his foundation, the Song family was still a weak Qi-refining family and did not have the financial resources to hold a large-scale celebration for Song Qingming, so he could only celebrate a small one within the family.

Later, when Song Qingyu established the foundation, although the situation of the Song family had improved a lot, Song Qingming took the initiative not to hold a celebration for Song Qingyu in order to conceal Song Qingyu's foundation from surrounding forces. At that time, many clan members were still concerned about this matter.

Now when he heard everyone mentioning the foundation period for the Yuan Li Office, Song Qingming thought for a moment, but still did not dissipate the interest of everyone present. He nodded in agreement and let Song Qingsi be responsible for presiding over and arranging the celebration.

Nowadays, with the death of Gao Jinhe and Huang Shengxin, a generation of veteran foundation-building monks, although the number of monks and the overall strength of the Song family are not as good as those of the Huang and Gao families, Song Qingming has now replaced Huang Shengxin as the monk with the highest cultivation level in Qinghe County. The prestige of the Song family is not much worse than that of the Huang and Gao families. At this time, there is nothing to worry about in holding a foundation ceremony for Song Yuanli.

Just as everyone in the Song family in the conference hall was discussing the specific matters for the next celebration, a monk from the Song family suddenly broke into the conference hall in a hurry.

"Clan leader! Great elder. Great elder, he seems to be dying!"

Hearing the person calling out to the Great Elder, Song Qingming suddenly felt bad. He immediately stood up and said sternly: "Yuan Tong, what's wrong with the Great Elder? Please tell me!"

Song Yuantong looked at Song Qingming and immediately replied anxiously: "The Great Elder just passed out again. I gave him the Qingling Pill for almost half an hour, but he still hasn't woken up. Chief, go and have a look!"

The great elder mentioned by Song Yuantong was none other than Song Qingming’s eldest brother Song Qingshi.

Over the years, as all the elder monks have withered, Song Qingshi is now the oldest monk in the Song family. Because the Song family has encountered several battles, Song Qingshi has not suffered any injuries. He is also one of the few in the Song family. A long-lived monk who can live to be over one hundred and twenty years old.

When Song Qingming led everyone to the cave of his elder brother Song Qingshi, many monks who had a good relationship with Song Qingshi were already here.

Seeing the clan leader and many family elders arriving here, everyone made way for a way and retreated temporarily.

The fourth brother Song Qingrui, who was sitting next to Song Qingshi's bed, now looked very old. He was directing the servants serving Song Qingshi to give water and medicine to Song Qingshi who was lying on the bed.

After Song Qingming stepped forward to check, he saw that Song Qingshi's forehead had turned gray, and he also knew that Song Qingshi's time was coming soon.

"Xintong, go to the Hidden Gold Pavilion and get a Yuandu Dan."

"Clan leader, are you talking about Du Yuan Dan?"

Song Qingming nodded slightly and said, "Yes! Go quickly."

Song Xintong took the order and left. After a while, he returned here with a small wooden box and handed it into Song Qingming's hands. After Song Qingming opened the wooden box, he personally put the shining Du Yuan Pill inside directly into Song Qingshi's mouth.

After taking this elixir, most of the gray air on Song Qingshi's face soon disappeared, and his complexion gradually improved.

Seeing that the elixir had already taken effect, Song Qingming immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This Yuan Yuan Dan can help restore the loss of essence and blood in the monk's body. It is a valuable second-level elixir. One of the pills on the market is at least worth It requires two hundred spiritual stones, and there is only one in the Song Family's Golden Pavilion.

Because of this, when Song Qingming called Song Xintong to go get the elixir, she thought she had heard wrongly. Song Qingming used such an extremely precious second-level elixir on Song Qingshi, who had been running out of time. In everyone's eyes, it is indeed a bit of a waste.

After half a day of guarding in Song Qingshi's cave, he finally opened his eyes and woke up after gradually improving his complexion. Song Qingming drove most of the people out to avoid disturbing him, leaving only a few elders of the Qing generation.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw Song Qingming and others beside the bed, Song Qingshi forced a smile on his face and said slowly: "Qingming, Qingyu, how come you have time to come to me?"

"Brother, you just fainted for a long time, and it was Qingming who gave you the Duyuan Pill to wake you up." Before Song Qingming could answer, Song Qingrui on the side directly told him what happened before.

"Duyuan Pill? I am a person who has been buried in the earth, why do you still waste such a precious pill on me? Qingming is so confused!" When Song Qingshi heard that he had just taken the Fuyuan Pill, he immediately looked at Song Qingming with a puzzled look.

Song Qingming smiled and nodded to Song Qingshi, saying, "Brother, you are right. You see, I, as a younger brother, have been managing the family steadily for so many years, and I have never made any big mistakes. So what if I am confused once!" Hearing Song Qingming's reply with a smile on his face, Song Qingshi could only shake his head helplessly and let Song Qingrui beside him help him sit up. As the medicinal power of the recovery pill was slowly absorbed, Song Qingshi's face slowly turned red, and his whole complexion looked much better. "Qingming! I have been fortunate enough to help you manage the family until now in my life, and I have not lived in vain. When I meet my sixth uncle, third uncle, and fourth uncle down there, I have fulfilled my mission. Now that Yuan Li has successfully built his foundation, the family has one more foundation-building cultivator. The family has been carried forward in the hands of our Qing generation for a hundred years. The only regret in this life is that I have not been able to see you form a pill with my own eyes." Hearing Song Qingshi slowly speak out what was in his heart, Song Qingming's face slowly regained its calm. "Brother, you really flatter me. The Golden Elixir Road is not so easy to walk. I have been satisfied to have so many brothers like you to help me in this life." After chatting with Song Qingshi for a while, Song Qingming led everyone out of his cave and walked slowly on the mountain road outside. "Fourth brother, accompany me for a walk later!" Seeing the fourth brother Song Qingrui walking out of the cave alone at the back, Song Qingming stopped and came to his side. Fourth brother Song Qingrui had been living with Song Yuanli for many years. After Song Yuanli established his foundation, in order to have sufficient spiritual energy to practice, he quickly moved to the top of the mountain. After renovating the cave where he had retreated before, he moved directly into it. Song Qingrui, who had completed his mission, has also moved back to his home at the foot of the mountain to spend his old age. Seeing that Song Qingming wanted to send him off, Song Qingrui nodded and agreed. The two of them quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain on a flying sword. "Fourth brother, take good care of yourself. The family is discussing holding Yuanli's foundation-building ceremony. You, my teacher, must perform well and drink a few more cups!" Hearing Song Qingming's caring words, Song Qingrui smiled and sighed, "Qingming, I am worthy of your trust to see Yuanli successfully build his foundation. Now my second sister and third brother are gone, and my eldest brother and I are not going to live long. We can't see the day when you form a pill. If you really succeed in forming a pill and witness the golden pill road in the future, don't forget to tell us at our grave." Song Qingming was about to say something, but he saw Song Qingrui looking at him with expectation. After a moment of silence, Song Qingming smiled and nodded, "Fourth brother, don't worry! I will never forget it." After Song Qingshi took the Duyuan Pill, although he persisted for more than half a month, he still couldn't wait until Song Yuanli held the foundation-building pill ceremony, and hurriedly sat in his cave. Less than a month after the funeral of Song Qingshi, Song Qingming received the bad news of the death of another familiar person, and rushed to Qinghefang alone.

The one who passed away this time was the only guest elder of the Song family, Shi Chun.

Shi Chun was actually not as old as Song Qingrui, but he was a casual cultivator in his early years, and he still had a lot of injuries on his body. Not only did he not live to the age of 120, but he also died very suddenly without any signs.

Shi Chun, who had been living at home the day before, was still discussing with his family about expanding the back garden of his home. Unexpectedly, he sat in his own home the next day. When Song Qingming learned the news, it was already three days later.

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