I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

"Brother, I'm glad to see you. My name is Song Qingqing, and I hope to get along well with you."

Song Minghua looked at Song Qingqing, whose cultivation was no weaker than his, and his doubts grew even greater.

He is only 18 years old and has this level of cultivation. Has he really been abused?

"Hello, sister. I'm glad to see you too. This is a gift for you. I hope you like it."

Although Song Minghua didn't know whether Song Qingqing was a good person or a bad person, he still took out his treasured treasures as a gift because of their blood relationship.

Song Qingqing opened it and took a look. It was a 300-year-old magical herb that could strengthen muscles and bones.

"Thank you, that's thoughtful. I like it very much."

"nice! You love it."

Song Qingqing's natural and generous manner left a good impression on Song Minghua. Song Minghua is a sword cultivator and likes things to be simple and clear.

After spending half a day observing Song Qingqing, Song Minghua did not find anything different about her. Instead, he admired the way she behaved.

"Sister, I'm going to be frank with you. As a family, I don't like to beat around the bush. Can I ask you a few questions?"

"You ask, and I will answer if I can."

"Your cultivation is very good, you don't seem to be short of resources?"

"I lacked it before, but I don't need it now, all at the cost of my life. Not long ago, I got an opportunity in the Shiwandashan Mountains, which allowed me to jump several levels in my cultivation. It's a blessing in disguise." Song Qingqing didn't elaborate.

When Song Minghua heard the word "chance", he didn't ask any further questions.

Both brother and sister are very tactful and will not make each other uncomfortable.

"I know you've been wronged, but we are limited in our abilities right now and can't help you get justice. But don't worry, we will definitely get it back if we have the chance in the future. I hope you won't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, I know my limits. I won't joke with the lives of my family members."

……

The brother and sister chatted for a while and got along better and better.

"I admire you as a sister. You will be my only sister from now on."

"You are a good brother, very pleasing to the eye."

"Haha... maybe this is real siblings. I'll leave tomorrow. I'll come back to see you after I finish the competition."

"Okay, I'll see you off tomorrow."

The next day, Song Qingqing took out a thick stack of talisman papers, a total of 800 sheets.

"This is a farewell gift for you. I drew it myself. Although you sword cultivators rely on swords, these things can save your life at critical moments. Keep them just in case and for self-defense. I hope you stand out in the competition!

Feel free to use it. If it’s not enough, I’ll draw it for you. It’s easy to draw. It’s not troublesome.”

The three members of the Song family were stunned when they looked at the thick stack of talisman paper: "..."Is it so easy to draw talismans?

The three members of the Song family all recalled how they had learned to draw talismans in order to earn more money.

Nothing but failure.

Song Minghua took it with both hands and said, "Thank you, sister. I like it very much."

"nice! You love it."

Song Minghua left happily and quickly returned to Qingyun Sect.

After Song Minghua returned to his residence, he happily took out the talisman paper given by Song Qingqing and looked at it so that he could brag about it later.

Song Minghua looked at the second-grade blasting talisman on the top and looked very satisfied.

"Qingqing is already a second-grade talisman master at the age of 18. She has quite a talent."

Song Minghua looked down and saw the third-grade thunder talisman, and his face froze.

"Qingqing is so talented. She has a third-grade talisman paper at the age of 18. Oh my god, she is my biological sister. Hahahaha..."

When Song Minghua saw the fourth-grade fire talisman, his expression became a little solemn. When he saw the fifth-grade thunder talisman, his expression became even more solemn.

"18 years old, a fifth-rank talisman master. What kind of talent is this? What kind of monster? A genius that is one in a thousand. Do his parents have the conditions to give birth to such a good child? How can children from the same parents be so different?"

Song Minghua was excited at first, then depressed, and then an idea flashed across his mind and he figured out how to deal with Song Boming and the others.

Song Minghua quickly contacted Song Qingqing and said in a low but excited voice, "Little sister, are you a fifth-grade talisman master?"

"Well, I just happen to have some talent." The painting has reached the seventh level. If I wasn't worried about scaring you to death, I would have given you a few.

"You are so modest. Do you think that's a bit? You are a rare talent among geniuses in a thousand years. No one in the four continents can become a fifth-grade talisman master at the age of 18. You are the first one." Those two old guys from Wanfa Sect are really blind.

"Okay."

"Don't spread the word, keep a low profile. Sister, are you interested in coming to Qingyun Sect? You don't have to report yourself as a fifth-rank talisman master, just report yourself as a third-rank talisman master.

You have such a great talent. If others find out, I'm afraid my family won't be able to protect you. Qingyun Sect is pretty good. With your talent, can you become a closed disciple? Then you can go to Wanfa Sect to seek justice, and there will be people to support you."

"I will pay attention, brother. I am still a disciple of the Wanfa Sect and cannot switch to another sect casually. If there is a chance in the future, I will consider it."

"Our Fufeng Peak Master loves talents. He is also in the Nascent Soul stage. If he knew your talent, he would be happy to help you. Sister, please think about it carefully."

"Brother, the elders of the four major sects are more or less familiar with each other. It's possible that the two of them have a deep friendship. My talent was not high before, and it was only after I got the opportunity that I made rapid progress. It's inconvenient for me to talk about the opportunity, so don't make it difficult for others.

I have found a suitable person to support me, but it will take some time to convince him. Don't worry, I won't joke with myself and my family. Who is it? I will keep it a secret for now and tell you when I have done it. "

"Okay, be careful. If there is any danger, be sure to inform me. Your brother also knows a few people in the Jindan stage."

"Okay, good luck in the game."

After Song Minghua ended the call, his eyes were determined, "I must be among the top 10 in this competition and successfully become a disciple of the elder. Only then will I have a real backer, and when my family needs help, I can ask the master for help."

Song Minghua's firm state of mind enabled him to successfully enter the late stage of foundation building after having remained in the middle stage of foundation building for three years.

Song Minghua woke up from meditation, "Now I am in the late stage of foundation building, I am more confident, I will definitely be in the top 10."

On the other side, Song Qingqing was trying to trick Song Afei and his wife into sending him away.

"Mom and Dad, I know Song Boming and his men best. They care about their reputation and are narrow-minded. I'm afraid that if things go wrong one day, they will come to trouble you.

I am not worried about my brother in Qingyun Sect, but I am worried about you. Let's move to another place where it will be safer. "

"Okay, Dad is planning to take the exam for a fifth-grade formation master. How about we live near Baizhen City for a while?"

"Sure." It just so happens that the person I'm looking for is not far from Baizhen City?

Then the family of three packed up their things and set off for Baizhen City.

Song Afei rented a small courtyard in the town closest to Baizhen City and lived there, then he secluded himself to study formations.

In addition to accompanying Song Qingqing, Li Rumiao would go out to set up a stall and sell formation plates when she had free time.

Song Qingqing said hello to Li Rumiao and said she was going to see a friend, then left home.

On a scenic hillside, an old man was drinking happily. Suddenly, his face changed and the wine glass in his hand flew out quickly.

"Who is coming?"

Song Qingqing dodged the wine glass and walked out from the darkness.

"Junior Song Qingqing, nice to meet Senior Li. I came here today to ask about the sword."