Three days later, Luo Hong and Yu Ruoxi had left Wushan. The Qian family was holding Qian Tianbao's funeral. Immortal cultivators from the five families gathered to bid farewell to him.
"Without the patriarch of the foundation-building period, the Qian family is afraid that it will decline like the Zhou family. Why do they have to cling to the ancestral secret method?"
Zhao Qing Ling, surrounded by the Zhao family's immortal cultivators, muttered to herself. She never thought there was anything wrong with her choice, she just didn't understand it.
At this time, clanging footsteps were heard outside the mourning hall, and soon a girl wearing tiger-head armor and holding a spear ran in.
Looking at the coffin in the center of the mourning hall, the girl lowered her head silently, her eyebrows covered by black hair.
"Mulan, my condolences."
After that day, Grandma Sun looked a little stooped, and her body was becoming more and more old. She was only one step away from the coffin on the mourning hall. .
Qian Mulan did not respond. The hand holding the gun trembled because of too much force. Suddenly, as if her patience had reached its limit, she raised the gun and slammed it on the ground.
With a "bang" sound, the entire mourning hall shook three times!
Qian Mulan then hit it twice more, each one harder than the last, causing many guests to stagger.
"Mulan, have you advanced to foundation building?!"
Zhao Qingling and other clan leaders immediately noticed the girl's cultivation based on her aura, and first expressed their expressions. They were shocked, and then they all showed their original expressions.
I think it was because Qian Tianbao had a successor to the Qian family that he chose to give it a try.
"I'm fine. Elders, did my father have any last words before his death?"
Qian Mulan raised her head, with red eyes but no tears, and asked the heads of the three families. .
"Unfortunately, none of us were able to see Brother Qian for the last time. This is the storage bag that Brother Qian carries with him. Mulan, please keep it."
The head of the Li family regretted The ground shook his head and handed out a bloody storage bag.
Sensing that her father's consciousness was still on the storage bag, Qian Mulan knew that no one had opened the storage bag before her.
"Elders, you are very considerate, thank you very much."
After thanking him, Qian Mulan wiped away the remaining memories of his father in the world with a firm look on his face, and penetrated with his own spiritual consciousness. Search the storage bag.
Not here!
Her expression suddenly changed.
"Mulan, is something wrong?"
Zhao Qingling asked suspiciously.
“Ah, nothing, I just didn’t expect that my father would carry the leftover doll I played with when I was a child.
I dare to ask you seniors, were there any other immortal cultivators when my father died? Are you there?"
The heads of the Sun and Li families looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Qingling in unison. After all, Luo Hong and Yu Ruoxi were both guests of the Zhao family.
"Mulan, those two people did not harm your father, and they are both disciples of Danjie monks. You must not vent your anger on them."
Zhao Qingling does not want that. The new head of the Qian familyHe died due to some unwise actions.
"Mulan is also a sensible person and will never anger others. It's just about the death of my father. I want to know as much as possible. I also ask the head of the Zhao family to help."
Qian Mulan lowered his head and cupped his hands, hiding the glint in his eyes.
Who did the father give the jade slip to?
Must find out!
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Near Shanyang City, thousands of miles away from the Hidden Moon Sect, there is a Ling Tea Garden jointly run by several immortal cultivating families.
This garden is rich in a kind of spiritual tea called "Qingxin", which can make drinkers calm and clear-minded. It is not expensive and is very popular among the majority of immortals.
Today coincides with the production of new tea. Several deacons in the tea garden invited friends from their respective families and set up several tables in the tea viewing pavilion to enjoy tea and chat. It was very pleasant.
These people are quite old. Although their cultivation is around the twelfth level of Qi Refining, they are senior stewards in their respective families. In terms of power, they are much more powerful than those in the family who only know how to practice. Three more points to go.
"Brother Huang, your family has been on good terms with the Hidden Moon Sect for generations. Is there any way to trade Foundation Establishment Pills?"
"Did Brother Song Xian receive any news? Otherwise, With the strength of your Song family, you shouldn't worry about a few foundation-building pills."
"Brother Huang, don't pretend to be confused. I don't believe you don't know that the Bloody Forbidden Land will be closed for sixty years. !”
“All the powerful Xiuxian families in the Yue Kingdom are aware of this matter, and my Huang family is also aware of it.”
“In this case... ”
“In this case, Brother Song Xian should not say this. You must know that in the next sixty years, the foundation-building pills of our Yue Kingdom Immortal World will only be reduced by one pill!
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No one in the Immortal Cultivation family who knows this news wants to prepare more for their own family. Even if I have a way, I will leave it to my family.
Although our personal relationship is good, this is true. I can’t help it, my dear brother, please forgive me.”
“Hey, I really shouldn’t embarrass Brother Huang, just the matter of building the foundation pill, but I have something else I want to ask Brother Huang for help with.
< p>My youngest son has reached the age of cultivating immortals, so I asked Brother Huang to help build a bridge so that this child can have the honor to join the Hidden Moon Sect.""Haha, my dear brother, you have a good idea, man. A dual cultivator with good looks and qualifications cannot escape if he is capable of worshiping the Hidden Moon Sect. I think I, Huang, also had this idea when I was young, but unfortunately I could not fulfill my wish. Today, I borrowed my nephew to fulfill my wish!"< /p>
"Thank you, Brother Huang. My younger son has average qualifications. I don't ask him to build a foundation. I only ask him to spread the branches and leaves of the family and give birth to a few more descendants with spiritual roots."
p>"Hey, my nephew is wrong. Now that he has become a disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect and has mastered the art of dual cultivation, my nephew may not have the opportunity to build a foundation."
"Is that so? Awesome? It’s not like I haven’t tried dual cultivation before. Although I didn’t use the secret method of the Hidden Moon Sect, the effect should not be much different., but it feels like it’s just a little faster than normal practice. "
"Haha, my dear brother, that is a female cultivator with the same cultivation level as myself. If the other party is a senior foundation builder, it will be very different! "
"Brother Huang turned out to be joking. We can only dream about such things that we dream of. "
"Haha, so I just said there is a chance. My nephew is very handsome. What if something like this happens to him! ”
The two immortal cultivators dressed as scribes were excited to talk. After drinking some spiritual tea, they were about to discuss the newly published "List of Flowers Covering the Moon and Shy Flowers."
< p>Suddenly, a powerful breath of magic came, and then a gentle voice came:"Can you two give up this place for a moment? "
"Ah, it turns out he is a senior of the Hidden Moon Sect! Song Xiandi and I will leave immediately! By the way, senior, would you like to try some top-notch Qingxin tea? "
As soon as the scribe named Huang saw the pattern on the person's robe, he knew the identity of the person who came. He immediately stood up and saluted respectfully, eager to please.
"No need. Yes, the two of us said that we would leave immediately after the conversation. "
The woman in white waved away the two Huang and Song people who were bowing in front of her, and said helplessly to the people behind her:
"You kid, if you haven't come down yet, are you so afraid of me? ? ”
A young man in yellow stepped into the pavilion hesitantly, looking at the back of the woman in white with a very complicated mood.