Chapter 514 Leisure Time

Huang Siyuan took the Barrier Breaking Pill a few years ago, and her cultivation level also successfully broke through to the eighth level of foundation building. Her cultivation speed is actually almost catching up with Song Qingyu, but each breakthrough in the late stage of foundation building is much more difficult than the previous one. Huang Siyuan needs at least ten years to reach the level of forming a pill.

Although Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan's current cultivation speed is not as good as those gifted Jindan seeds in Xiaoyao Sect, as long as they can start to impact the Jindan realm before the age of 150, they will have at least two opportunities to form a pill in this life.

Except for the Tianlinggen cultivators, there are very few cultivators who can successfully form a pill in one go. Among the dozen Jindan cultivators in Weiguo, except for the genius Bai Yuxian, only Yao Qianshu, the head of Xiaoyao Sect, successfully broke through the Jindan realm in one go.

Most of the others, including Song Qingming, succeeded in forming a golden elixir only on the second try. The Guangling Zhenren, who had formed a golden elixir the most times, barely succeeded on the fourth try. His path was the most bumpy. He had lived for nearly 500 years and had only just reached the fifth level of the golden elixir. His path in this life had come to an end.

"A few days ago, Qingyu said she was going to attend the trade fair held by Guiyunfang. I thought you were going with her."

Huang Siyuan shook her head and said, "Sister Qingyu is almost ready to form a golden elixir, so she is anxious to search for golden elixir spiritual objects. I still have a long way to go to form a golden elixir, so there is no point in going. It is better to concentrate on practicing in the mountains and break through the ninth level of foundation building as soon as possible."

"It's a bit boring to stay in the mountains every day. Why don't we go out for a walk together!" Song Qingming smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Huang Siyuan, and the two walked out of the cave slowly together.

After walking down the mountain, Song Qingming took Huang Siyuan to walk and chat, strolling in the beautiful scenery of Funiu Mountain.

In the past few years, Song Qingming was busy refining the Golden Pill Corpse Puppet, and Huang Siyuan was studying the way of alchemy. The two spent most of their time in seclusion, and it has been a long time since they enjoyed such leisure time together.

Unlike Song Qingming, who went out alone when he was still in the Qi Refining Stage and had already traveled half of Weiguo, Huang Siyuan has been practicing in a fixed place most of the time since she entered the Taoism. She rarely travels alone. She is immediately happy to have free time to watch the flowers and enjoy the scenery.

The two went down from the top of the mountain, walking and stopping among the mountains and rivers, and soon came to the foot of Funiu Mountain, next to Mujiao Town where Song Qingming was born.

In recent years, because the Song family has been promoted to the Golden Pill Immortal Clan, the family territory has expanded rapidly, and the cultivators in the family are often insufficient. The elders who manage the daily affairs of the family, such as Song Yuanfang, have also made many policies to encourage mortals to have children.

The number of mortals directly controlled by the Song family has increased rapidly over the years, and the total population has risen to nearly 300,000. If nothing unexpected happens, in another 20 to 30 years, the Song family should surpass the Huang family of Taiyuan Mountain and become the immortal cultivation family with the largest number of mortals in Qinghe County.

The increase in the number of mortals will also increase the number of new cultivators in the Song family rapidly. When Song Qingming just built his foundation, the family would find a child with spiritual roots every two or three years on average. Even if it was only a cultivator with four or five spiritual roots, there would be celebrations on Funiu Mountain.

Now, the Song family has children with spiritual roots sent to the mountain almost every year. Even cultivators with three spiritual roots are no longer a rare thing. The overall number of cultivators has already exceeded that of the family when they first built their foundation.

The population in Mujiao Town today has increased several times more than a hundred years ago. It has become a large town that can gather more than 80,000 mortals. The streets in the town are also much more prosperous than before, and can be compared with the mortal town that has developed for a thousand years under the Taiyuan Mountain of the Huang family.

Song Qingming and his companions who entered the town deliberately suppressed their cultivation and disguised themselves as ordinary mortals, so as not to alarm the cultivators stationed in the town.

With the promulgation of many policies that benefit mortals, the monsters within a hundred miles around Funiu Mountain were quickly swept away by the family law enforcement team. Now, even within a few dozen miles of Funiu Mountain, mortals have begun to appear.

Without the threat of monsters, the lives of these ordinary mortals in Mujiao Town have become more prosperous than before. Most of the faces on the streets are filled with gentle smiles that can only be found in a good life.

Huang Siyuan has lived in the mountains since she was a child because her parents are both cultivators. She has not had much contact with ordinary mortals. Now she has walked into the mortals under the mountain. As a foundation-building cultivator who usually looks high above, she is also curious and pulls Song Qingming to watch.

Seeing Huang Siyuan looking envious at others buying things, Song Qingming remembered that the two ancestors of their family did not seem to have the gold and silver that ordinary people usually use, so he quickly sent a message to the Song family cultivator guarding Mujiao Town, asking him to send some gold and silver.

Knowing that his ancestor suddenly came down the mountain to his place, the "Yuan" cultivator stationed in Mujiao Town was also shocked and hurriedly sent a large bag of gold and silver to Song Qingming, the ancestor.

With money on her, Huang Siyuan's smile on the street became much brighter.

"Husband, this noodle is obviously not very delicious. How can these people eat it so happily? Is it because we cultivators taste different?" Huang Siyuan, who was sitting in a noodle shop, looked up and asked with a puzzled look.

Huang Siyuan only took a bite of the bowl of clear soup noodles, which looked exactly the same. She immediately frowned and put down her chopsticks. Several ordinary mortals sitting not far from the two of them had finished eating the noodles just after they were served. At this moment, they were still drinking the soup in the bowl with relish.

Song Qingming shook his head slightly and explained: "It tastes the same. I also ate it when I was a child at the foot of the mountain. But for them, noodles are delicious if they can fill you up. The deliciousness you want in your heart is different, so naturally the feeling will be different."

"It seems so. Looking at the way they eat, they are much happier than us cultivators."

After the two of them walked on the street for a long time, Song Qingming took Huang Siyuan to a house west of Mujiao Town.

The past came to mind like smoke. Song Qingming hadn't been back here for a long time since his parents passed away. A hundred years had passed in a flash. The family members who were still in front of him had all left, leaving him alone to walk between heaven and earth.

Looking at the familiar scene and objects at the door, Song Qingming stopped for a moment, but did not walk into his former home. After a while, he smiled and turned around and left.

"My husband finally came back, why don't you go in and take a look?" Seeing that Song Qingming had arrived here but chose to turn around and leave, Huang Siyuan asked in confusion.

Song Qingming nodded and said, "It seems that there is no change outside. I think the descendants of the family should be living well. They are all young people I haven't seen. Let's not go in and scare them."

"Haha! You, the old ancestor, look so young, and you still want those younger generations with crutches to kowtow to you. It's really not good-looking." Huang Siyuan pursed her lips and smiled softly.

"It's been a long time since I went to burn incense for my mother. Come with me to see them!"

Seeing Huang Siyuan nod and agree, Song Qingming and the others no longer hid their cultivation and turned into two spiritual lights and left here directly.

"Ah, it's the immortals, the immortals on the mountain are coming down!" After the two left, several mortals who passed by and saw this scene immediately exclaimed, causing a commotion nearby.

After decades, there were seven or eight more graves in Song's mother's cemetery, all of which were buried with Song Qingming's own descendants.

Song Qingming's second sister, fourth brother, nephew Song Yunshan and other descendants of the Song family chose to be buried here after their death, and a cemetery has been formed on this hill. Most of the family members familiar to Song Qingming in his memory are here, not in the house below the hill.

After burning a stick of incense for his mother with Huang Siyuan, the two stood on the top of the mountain to admire the afterglow of the sunset, as if they had returned to the way they saw their mother off decades ago.

The difference is that Song Qingming has now become a famous Jindan Zhenren, and Huang Siyuan is no longer the weak little cultivator in the Qi Refining Period who can hardly fight against fate.

A few days later, outside Song Qingming's cave.

A black figure flew into the air, and cast a spell with both hands to release a green short sword. After the green short sword circled the black shadow for a few circles, it suddenly became brighter and turned into a spiritual light and flew down quickly, cutting a huge rock on the side of the mountaintop in half.

Looking at Jin Feng, who could freely control the "Qingliu Sword" in the air, Song Qingming nodded with satisfaction, flew into the air and cast a spell to release his life treasure "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror".

Under Song Qingming's control, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" released a burst of five-color divine light to Jin Feng in the air.

Encountering the attack of the five-color divine light, Jin Feng moved his arms and released a black shield in front of him, and forcibly took over Song Qingming's attack without much effort.

After seeing this scene, Song Qingming smiled with satisfaction and put away the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror". "Although I can't sacrifice my own magic weapon, my attack ability is slightly worse, but my defense ability is no less than that of the cultivators of the same level."

After successfully refining the "Green Willow Sword", Jin Feng's strength is even better, and he is almost comparable to an ordinary Jindan level 1 cultivator. After three years of careful cultivation, Song Qingming finally got the Jindan helper he had always dreamed of.

After coming down from the sky, Song Qingming was about to take Jin Feng back to his cave, and suddenly a golden talisman flew over quickly from the horizon on the side of Funiu Mountain.