Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Mother!"

Zhao Chenghuan threw himself on Zhao Mingyu's body, which was gradually losing temperature, and burst into tears.

Everyone in the bedroom was crying.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the yard.

"What's wrong? What's going on?!"

Jing Yu pushed open the door and looked out. A young man with disheveled hair and untidy clothes hurried into the yard. He exuded a special smell that was a mixture of alcohol and cosmetics, which made people feel a little sick.

Zhao Chengyan, who was now showing some signs of old age, was originally very sad. Seeing the look of the young man in fancy clothes, he couldn't help but get angry and rushed forward, slapping the young man in fancy clothes with a big slap and sending him flying!

"Snapped!"

"You good-for-nothing! You went out to the outer district early in the morning to drink and have fun with your friends. Your sister sent people to three brothels before they found you! Your grandmother was critically ill, so she sent a message asking you to come back quickly, but you didn't even get to see her for the last time!"

"Why did I raise a loser like you!"

Although Zhao Chengyan has made no progress in body training in recent years, he is still a third-level body cultivator after all. His hand strength is so great that even if he restrained his strength, Zhao Yuanchen, who was out having fun, is just an ordinary person. How could he withstand such a strong force? The corners of his mouth were swollen and blood was already oozing out.

He was already drunk, and after being slapped, his head was dizzy and had turned into a mess. He got up as soon as possible, but just stood there in a daze.

Seeing his son like this, Zhao Chengyan became even more angry and was about to slap him again, but his wife stopped him crying:

"God damn it, Chen'er didn't do it on purpose. Who would have known that his mother would suddenly do this today... Can you still kill him?"

Zhao Chengyan was furious: "Just protect him! Loving mothers often spoil their children!"

Jing Yu couldn't stand it anymore. He flicked his sleeves, pushed Zhao Chengyan away, and frowned, "What's wrong with you! They say loving mothers often spoil their children. Haven't you been too indulgent with Yuan Chen on a normal day?"

Zhao Chengyan trembled, slowly lowered his head, but did not speak.

Only then did Zhao Yuanchen gradually sober up. He stared blankly in the direction of Zhao Mingyu's bedroom and said in disbelief, "Grandma, she's gone?"

----

After several days of busy work, everyone buried Zhao Mingyu's body. The funeral was not a big event and everything was kept simple.

It's not that they don't want to hold it grandly, but although the mortal body cultivators without relatives and background in the market have been almost cleared out, stabbing an old friend in the back is still a mean act. Not only among the few remaining mortal body cultivators, but also in the circle of cultivators, Zhao Mingyu's reputation is not good.

Now, there is only a small grave mound set up in the cemetery specially designated for the relatives of monks outside the market town. Apart from relatives like Jing Yu, Mu Shan, and Zhao Chengyan, the only one who came to pay his respects was Wu Buchun, and this was mostly because of Jing Yu's personal friendship.

"Uncle Zhao, are you really going to Xiaoyao Fairy City to build your foundation?" The forty-year-old Wu Buchun had not taken any anti-aging pills, nor had he cultivated his body, so he looked like a middle-aged man with a beard under his chin. He looked like Jing Yu's uncle. When he called him Uncle Zhao, others felt it was extremely incongruous.

"I am already seventy-six years old this year, and I am not far from the age of eighty when my energy and blood will decline. Naturally, I can't delay any longer. I heard that there is a cave in Xiaoyao Immortal City specifically for cultivators to break through the foundation-building stage. It is rich in spiritual energy and can slightly increase the probability of breakthrough..." Jing Yu said slowly.

"That's what you say, but the chance is only tiny. Besides, although you have already reached the ninth level of Qi training, Uncle Zhao, you have just broken through, and your magic power is weak. You should consolidate your cultivation first..."

Wu Buchun made a few subtle suggestions. He just thought that Jing Yu's current cultivation level was the result of taking elixirs. This kind of superficial mana impacting the foundation-building stage was no joke. Even if there were genuine foundation-building pills to protect the dantian, failure in foundation-building would be enough to seriously injure the cultivator.

It's no wonder Wu Buchun thinks this way. Although Jing Yu is now 76 years old, he actually only started to draw Qi into his body at the age of 45. In total, he has been practicing for only 31 years. Jing Yu's spiritual root aptitude is only average, so this speed is extremely amazing.

Converted to a cultivator who draws Qi into his body at the age of six, that means he has just entered the ninth level of Qi training at the age of thirty-seven, a level that can only be achieved by inner disciples with good qualifications in large sects.

For a cultivator with the aptitude of Jing Yu, there is almost no other possibility for him to go from drawing Qi into the body to the ninth level of Qi training in thirty-one years, except to eat the pills like candy beans and let the poison from the pills accumulate in his body.

"I've reflected on this." Jing Yu nodded. "Buchun, you're now at the eighth level of Qi training. It'll probably take you seven or eight years, or even ten years, to reach the ninth level. What are your plans for the future?"

Wu Buchun sighed, "Alas, my father is old now. I'm afraid... he won't live for many years. As his son, I have to stay here to see him off. After seeing him off, I guess I'll have to go to Xiaoyao Immortal City. After all, it's a holy place where the puppet way flourished. How can I not go and explore it?"

"Then I will prepare a welcome for you in Xiaoyao Fairy City." Jing Yu said with a smile.

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After paying tribute to Zhao Mingyu, everyone returned home. Zhao Chenghuan and Zhao Chengyan still had traces of tears on their faces, but Zhao Yuanxi had returned to his usual cold look. Zhao Yuanchen had half of his cheek swollen and hung dejectedly behind everyone.

Jing Yu placed forty spirit stones on the table and pushed them to Zhao Chengyan and Zhao Chenghuan. "Chengyan, Chenghuan, my uncle is going to Xiaoyao Immortal City to build his foundation. The journey is long, and I'm afraid we may never see each other again in this lifetime. Here are forty spirit stones. Each of you can take twenty as a safety net. If anything happens in the future, you'll have something to spend."

Zhao Chengyan and Zhao Chenghuan looked at each other and pushed the spirit stone back at the same time.

Zhao Chenghuan said, "Uncle, my husband and I don't have any children, and Li Sheng is a worry-free child, so there's no need for you to worry about him! You should take this spirit stone back."

Zhao Chengyan looked at Zhao Yuanxi and frowned, saying, "Uncle, Yuanxi will need your care in the future, so how can I ask for your spirit stones? Besides, uncle needs spirit stones right now as he's building his foundation. Even if he's wealthy enough as an alchemist to buy a genuine foundation-building pill, why not try to get a super-quality one? Maybe the difference is just a 50% to 10% chance!"

"Don't worry, I don't mind this little bit. Just take it if you want."

Jing Yu has now deposited the more than 600 spirit stones he has accumulated over the years in the Spirit Stone Shop in Wushan Market. Now these 40 spirit stones are the only hard currency he has. After all, Xiaoyao Immortal City is far away, and even if he takes the official long-distance flying boat, he may encounter cultivators with ill intentions. After all, going out with a huge sum of more than 600 spirit stones will attract people's covetousness.

Now, the spirit stones are kept in the Wushan Spirit Stone Shop. With only a receipt with a unique magic power mark, I can take out the spirit stones with the receipt in the Spirit Stone Shop in Xiaoyao Fairy City. Even if the receipt is stolen, the spirit stones cannot be taken out unless I go there in person. It can be said to be extremely safe and convenient.