I am cultivating immortals in mortal science

Chapter 61 Qian Mulan and Farewell
Three days later, Luo Hong and Yu Ruoxi had left Wushan, and the Qian family was holding Qian Tianbao's funeral, and the cultivators from the five families gathered to bid him farewell.

"Without the patriarch of the foundation-building period, the Qian family is afraid that it will be in the same decline as the Zhou family. Why do you have to cling to the ancestral secret method?"

Zhao Qingling muttered to herself in the guard of a group of Zhao family cultivators, she never thought that her choice was wrong, she just didn't understand.

At this moment, clanging footsteps came from outside the mourning hall, and soon a girl wearing a tiger-headed 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 black hair covering her eyebrows.

"Mulan, condolences."

After that day, Grandma Sun's whole body was a little stooped, and her body was getting stronger and stronger, and she was one step away from the coffin in the mourning hall at this time.

Qian Mulan didn't respond. The hand holding the gun was shaking too hard. Suddenly, she seemed to have endured to the limit. She raised the spear and slammed it on the ground.

With a "bang", the entire mourning hall shook three times!

Qian Mulan then smashed it twice, with more force, causing some guests to stumble.

"Mulan, have you advanced to foundation building?!"

Zhao Qingling and the other patriarchs immediately noticed her cultivation based on the girl's breath, and they were shocked at first, and then they all showed their original expressions.

Thinking of coming to Qian Tianbao, it was because the Qian family had successors that he chose to fight hard.

"I'm fine, elders, what last words did my father have before his death?"

Qian Mulan raised her head, her eyes were reddish, but she didn't cry, she cupped her hands and asked the heads of the three clans.

"Unfortunately, we haven't been able to see Brother Qian for the last time. This is the storage bag that Brother Qian carries with you. Please put it away, Mulan."

The head of the Li family shook his head regretfully and handed out a blood-stained storage bag.

Perceiving that her father's spiritual consciousness remained on the storage bag, Qian Mulan knew that no one had opened the storage bag before her.

"You elders have a heart, thank you."

After saying thanks, Qian Mulan wiped away the residual consciousness left by her father in the world with a resolute face, and her own divine consciousness penetrated into the storage bag to search.

not there!

Her face changed suddenly.

"Mulan, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Qingling asked suspiciously.

"Ah, it's fine, I just didn't expect my father to take the dolls I played with when I was young.

Dare to ask you seniors, were there other immortal cultivators present when my father fell? "

The heads of the Sun and Li families looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Qingling at the same time. After all, Luo Hong and Yu Ruoxi were both guests of the Zhao family.

"Mulan, those two did not harm your father, and they are both disciples of the cultivators in the alchemy stage. You don't want to take anger on them."

Zhao Qingling didn't want the new head of the Qian family to die because of some unwise actions.

"Mulan is also a sensible person, and will definitely not take anger on others. It's just about the death of my father. I want to know as much as possible, and I also ask the Zhao family to grow up."

Qian Mulan bowed her head and cupped her hands, hiding the gleam in her eyes.

Who did the father give the jade slip to?
Gotta figure it out!
……

Near the city of Shanyang, thousands of miles away, there is a spirit tea garden jointly operated by several immortal clans.

This garden is rich in a kind of spiritual tea called "Qingxin", which can make the drinker calm and clear, and the price is not expensive, which is very popular among the cultivators.

Today coincides with the production of new tea. Several deacons of the tea garden invited friends from their respective families to set up a few tables in the tea-viewing pavilion, enjoying tea and chatting.

These people are quite old, and although they are all around the [-]th floor of Qi Refining, they are senior managers in their respective families, and their power is three points higher than those of the foundation-building clansmen in the family who only know how to cultivate.

"Brother Huang, your family has been on good terms with the Covering Moon Sect for generations. I wonder if there is a way to trade the foundation pill?"

"Did Song Xiandi 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 ignorant. I don't believe you don't know that the Scarlet Forbidden Land will be banned for 60 years!"

"This matter is known to all the cultivating families with a little strength in the whole country, and naturally my Huang family also knows about it."

"In that case."

"Since this is the case, Brother Song Xian shouldn't have said this, you must know that in the next 60 years, we will eat one and lose one of the Foundation Establishment Pills in the Immortal Cultivation World of Yue Kingdom!

The immortal clan who know this news don't want to prepare more for their own family, even if I have a way, I will leave it to my own family.

Although we have a good personal relationship, there is really no way to do this. My dear brother, forgive me. "

"Hey, I really shouldn't be embarrassing Brother Huang, it's just the matter of establishing the Foundation Pill, but I want to ask Brother Huang for help on another matter.

When the younger son had reached the age of cultivating immortals, he also asked Brother Huang to help build a bridge, so that the child could have the honor to worship in the Covering Moon Sect. "

"Haha, my virtuous brother has a good idea. If a male cultivator can join the Hidden Moon Sect, a dual cultivator with good looks and aptitude will not be able to run away. I think I had this idea when I was young, but unfortunately I couldn't do it. Today, I borrowed my nephew, but I had a wish back then!"

"Thank you Brother Huang, the younger son is of average aptitude. I don't ask him to build a foundation, but only ask him to spread branches and leaves for the family and give birth to a few more descendants with spiritual roots."

"Hey, what my virtuous brother said is wrong. Now that he has worshipped in the Covering Moon Sect and has cultivated the double cultivation technique, my nephew may not have the opportunity to build a foundation."

"It's so powerful? It's not that I haven't tried double cultivation. Although I didn't use the secret technique of the Moon-Hidden Sect, the difference in effect should not be big, but it feels like it's just a little faster than normal cultivation."

"Haha, my virtuous brother is a female cultivator who has the same cultivation level as himself. If the other party is a senior foundation building, it will be very different!"

"Brother Huang turned out to be joking. I can only imagine things like this in my dreams."

"Haha, so I'm just saying there is a chance. My nephew is very handsome. What if this happens!"

The two immortal cultivators dressed as scribes were very excited. After drinking Kou Ling tea, they were about to discuss the newly released "Bang Yue Shao Hua Bang".

Suddenly, a tyrannical mana breath came, followed by a very gentle voice:

"Can the two of you give this place a moment?"

"Ah, it turns out to be the senior of the Covering Moon Sect! Brother Song Xian and I will leave immediately! By the way, senior, would you like some top-quality Qingxin tea?"

As soon as the literati surnamed Huang saw the lines on the robes, he knew the identity of the person who came, and immediately got up and salutes respectfully, eager to please.

"No need, the two of us said the conversation will leave immediately."

The woman in white waved back the two Huang and Song who bowed and saluted in front of her, and said helplessly to the people behind her:
"You kid, don't come down yet, are you so afraid of me?"

A young man in yellow stepped into the pavilion hesitantly and looked at the back of the woman in white with a very complicated mood.

(End of this chapter)