sleepwalking

Chapter 402 A touch of warmth in the miserable life

Song Mengshan calmed down, with a cold face, "When did I say I was going back to the family? My uncle's pill furnace is naturally my uncle's. What can I do to get it."

"You guys, stop dreaming. Someone offered 20 spirit stones, but my uncle didn't even sell them. You want to buy [-] spirit stones. Ha, it's really ridiculous."

After hearing Song Mengshan's words, Song Lige and Song Menghua's expressions all changed.

They also felt the change in Song Mengshan's attitude.

Originally, they all felt the softening of Song Mengshan's attitude.Who wants to continue to be cold and hard now.

Song Lige was also a little annoyed, his elder apologized and persuaded him gently, but this kid didn't give him face.

Even his father, his own son, has never been like this in front of him.

Song Lige snorted coldly, turned around and got into the taxi.

Song Menghua looked at Song Mengshan, "Why are you talking to grandpa like this? Grandpa has put in so much trouble for you and your father. Our Song family is in Jiazi District, and there is an old house in the east. You can find out after asking. "

"Find a time and come to apologize to grandpa. Grandpa will definitely forgive you. Also, even if you have friendship with that uncle of yours, it can't compare to the friendship of family members. Find a chance to get that alchemy furnace, grandpa I'm sure you'll be very happy. I'm going, and you do it yourself."

With that said, Song Menghua also turned and left.

A trace of misery flashed across Song Mengshan's face.

He lived with his father when he was a child.I thought that life was hard enough.

Later, when his father was hunted down by his enemies, he was seriously injured, persisted for several months, and passed away. Only then did he understand what real suffering is.

Before his father died, no matter how he asked, his father would not tell him who his enemy was.I just hope that he will calm down his thoughts of revenge.

After his father died, his life was a mess.

Fortunately, he has spiritual roots, so he joined the Cyanwood Sect.Finally got some shelter.

At the beginning, he worked as a handyman, practiced hard, studied alchemy hard, and lived a very hard life.

Fortunately, after he became a first-rank alchemist, his life got better and his cultivation path became smoother.

He also imagined a warm home with many relatives.

When he was a child, every time during the holidays, he would see other people's families being very lively, and he would be jealous to death.

Although he knew that his father's death was indirectly related to these relatives, he also had opinions on them.

However, when Song Menghua came to him, he didn't show it on the surface, but he was still a little excited in his heart.

Who would have thought that these relatives were for Uncle Zhang's alchemy furnace.

Moreover, he has long thought of a problem, that is, the Song family is so powerful, if they can find their father's enemy, how could they not find him as a child.

He never deliberately concealed his whereabouts.

It's true that the Song family didn't care about him.

Today I found myself, probably because of my uncle's alchemy furnace.

Song Mengshan is used to loneliness and has always been dull and dull.

Even his master, an elder at the Golden Core stage, was indifferent to him.

Although there were no major disturbances in his interactions with Zhang Xu in the past few days, Zhang Xu's optimistic mood, meticulous care, and guidance on alchemy really made him feel warm.

He even felt that his misery of the first 40 years finally ushered in some sunshine.

But now, he was extremely disappointed with his family and relatives.

Immediately, a surge of self-pity rose in his heart.

So be it, my life is hard, my luck is bad, it seems that I will have a miserable life, and it's nothing, such relatives, don't mind.

From now on, just practice hard, make alchemy hard, and don't let your uncle teach you down.

Song Mengshan walked into the yard and knocked on the door of Zhang Xu's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he told Zhang Xu all about his conversation with Song Lige and Song Menghua.

Never miss a word.

"Uncle, you have to be careful. Many people are coveting your pill furnace now. I always feel that things are a bit troublesome."

Zhang Xu smiled, and patted Song Mengshan on the shoulder, "Don't worry. I'll be fine. You should rest well and try to pass tomorrow's round."

Song Mengshan nodded, "Uncle Shi, then I'm going to rest."

"it is good."

Song Mengshan walked out of Zhang Xu's room and went back to his own room.

Zhang Xu began to ponder.

I am now in the stage of transforming gods, and I have some strength.

Those old monsters in the Mahayana period and the tribulation period will not be easily dispatched.

I'm afraid that in the fusion period, there will be old monsters who are in the same stage of transformation as myself to compete for the alchemy furnace.

Zhang Xu looked at his dantian and couldn't help but smile.

That artifact fragment really deserves to be an artifact fragment.

But a little bit, unexpectedly domineering and domineering, occupying the most central position in the dantian.

Even Feijian Qinghong was pushed aside.

The same is true for his Nascent Soul, which only occupies a small corner.

The artifact fragments were spinning in the dantian.Every time it turns around, it absorbs a trace of divine power in Zhang Xu's body.

Zhang Xu felt that the artifact fragment seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, as if it was awakening.

Zhang Xu thought, the Qinghong Flying Sword was already pretty powerful, but now it has more artifact fragments, although I don't know how powerful it is, it probably won't be worse than Qinghong, and it can also fight an old monster in the fusion stage.

What's more, Hu Qi is still by his side.

The Pot Stage never attracts attention, but the strength of the Mahayana Stage is not fake.

Best of all, no one will shoot themselves.Otherwise, I don't mind setting off a storm.

Zhang Xu went to bed.

He, too, decided to take it easy.

A night without dreams.

The next day I got up, went to the dining hall together for dinner, and the two of them walked to the central square.

The first few rows of ground fires and alchemy furnaces in the square have been marked with numbers.

Arranged all 350 people in the first few rows.

Zhang Xu found his serial number, 770, in the first row.

Song Mengshan found his number in the second row.

The two looked at each other and were about to separate.

Before parting, Zhang Xu patted Song Mengshan's shoulder. Song Mengshan looked at Zhang Xu with firm eyes and nodded.

When it was almost time, everyone had already arrived.

No one is late for a contest like this.

Half an hour before Si hour, Tang Wenliang and other elders of the Qingyuan Sect arrived.

As soon as the time came, Tang Wenliang stood up, "Today we need to refine soul nourishing pills, Qixue pills, and Qi nourishing pills. We will distribute 150 kinds of herbs to each of you, and you can choose the herbs you need, and then make pills. If you do it well within an hour, if you exceed the time, it will be considered a failure."

Yanghun Pill, Qixue Pill, and Qiyang Pill are all fourth-grade pills, and today they are the actual strength of the investigation.

These three elixirs require about 50 kinds of herbs.

Among the 150 kinds of medicinal herbs, the required medicinal herbs are selected, which is also to examine the identification of medicinal herbs by those participating in the competition.

Sure enough, the medicinal herbs came out, and there were several medicinal herbs that were very similar. If you don't pay attention, you will make mistakes.

However, these medicinal herbs with similar shapes have very different medicinal properties.

If you use it wrongly, it will definitely not become an elixir, and it may cause the furnace to explode.

Zhang Xu smiled.

　Thank you, live perfunctorily, 6 Hongchen ruthless 9, red lotus on the cloud, Xuanyuan can be named, go with the wind 04095436, for the reward, thank you very much

　　
　
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