Gou Zai's journey to the heavens in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 63 Formation inheritance
half a month later.

Chen Qiuling looked at the cave in front of her, her delicate face full of excitement: "Such a good cave belongs to us now?"

"It's just for our use temporarily."

Chen Ming stood aside and looked up and down for a while, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

The things given by the Song family were not discounted.

The cave in front of you can be regarded as an out-and-out second-grade cave. It is full of spiritual energy and is located above the spiritual veins at first glance.

If we compare the concentration of spiritual energy in it, assuming that the spiritual energy in Chen Ming's previous courtyard was one, then the concentration of spiritual energy here would be at least twenty, and the difference between the two is not even a little bit.

"Such a good cave can at least produce several acres of spiritual land, and how many spiritual grasses can be grown there."

Before officially settling in, Chen Qiuling is already thinking about farming.

He is a spiritual planter by training, and he has gained a lot of experience as a casual cultivator in the past few years, so that now wherever he goes, the first thing he does is to think about farming.

But personally, Chen Ming quite appreciates her hobbies.

After all, he is also a farming player. If he can earn spiritual stones by farming at home, who would want to go out and fight life and death?

"It would be nice if we could open up a few acres of spiritual land."

Looking at Chen Qiuling, Chen Ming smiled and said, "If you can grow some spiritual grass in the future, I might be able to use it directly to make elixirs, which would also save some spiritual stones."

"That's a good feeling."

Chen Qiuling also smiled: "Then I will be your spiritual farmer and farm the land for you."

She didn't think much about her treatment.

Chen Ming didn't treat her badly.

From the time she followed Chen Ming to now, not to mention the spiritual stones, she took a lot of elixirs alone.

Among the elixirs that Chen Ming had refined in the past, quite a few low-grade elixirs found their way into her pocket.

If she continues like this, she may have the hope of reaching the advanced stage of Qi refining in the future.

After all, after careful calculation, her qualifications are much better than Chen Ming.

That day, they stayed in this cave.

The next day, Chen Ming arrived at the Song family's residence.

"Fellow Taoist is finally here."

Song Fang was sitting inside, looking like she had been waiting for a while.

"Uncle Liu, take Fellow Daoist Chen to the secret warehouse."

She looked at an old man beside her and asked.

"plz follow me."

The old man slowly walked up to Chen Ming and spoke respectfully.

"Trouble leads the way."

Chen Ming smiled and spoke softly.

Under the leadership of the old man, he quickly arrived at the Song family's secret vault.

Compared to the outside world, this place is tightly guarded. Even an ordinary guard must have at least the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Among them, the elites were at the sixth level of Qi Refining, which made Chen Ming look sideways and sigh with emotion: "It is indeed a big family with foundation-building monks in charge. It is really strong."

Within this secret vault, he even felt a vague sense of danger.

There seemed to be someone snooping in the dark, staring at him.

Chen Ming's heart was awe-inspiring, and he clenched one hand tightly, and one of his pale golden eyes shimmered.

In an instant, spiritual lights shone everywhere, and the hidden auras in front of him appeared vividly in front of Chen Ming without any concealment.

Those rays of spiritual light represented the monks lurking here, and the strongest among them had the cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi refining.

"Just the monks in this secret vault can probably destroy the Naluo family if they are taken out."

This thought flashed through Chen Ming's mind.

He had previously killed Luo Yi, the young master of the Luo family. The Luo family behind him was considered a local hegemon, but he was just a monk at the ninth level of Qi refining.

As for the Song family in front of them, just looking at the secret vault in front of them, there is a ninth-level Qi Refiner.

The outside world doesn’t know how much strength it has.

This is a wealthy family.

Chen Ming sighed with emotion, and then quickly stepped forward.

Under the leadership of Uncle Liu, he walked into the Song family's secret vault and selected something in it.

"Oh? Are you sure it's this thing?"

After walking out of the secret vault and looking at what Chen Ming had chosen, Uncle Liu couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face: "It's such a rare opportunity, why not choose a magic weapon or a secret method?"

What Chen Ming chose was the formation inheritance left by a senior member of the Song family. Although it was only at the first level, the content in it was very profound and mysterious.

However, in Uncle Liu's opinion, it was a bit strange for Chen Ming to choose such a thing.

As an alchemist, if you don't choose anything above the alchemy method, and you don't look for magic weapons and secrets, why should you choose this kind of formation method inheritance?
"There is no need for it at the moment. I happen to be interested in the battle method recently, so I will study it for a while."

Facing Uncle Liu's gaze, Chen Ming smiled and explained.

The actual truth is that Chen Ming despises the contents of this secret vault.

Of course there are many good things in the Song family's secret vault.

But those really good things will obviously not be chosen by outsiders like Chen Ming, so most of the things that can be chosen are ordinary.

It may be fine enough in the eyes of ordinary monks, but it is nothing in Chen Ming's eyes.

After all, he is also extremely wealthy, with a net worth of nearly tens of thousands in spiritual stones alone.

Ordinary magic weapons, secret treasures and the like are not in his eyes at all.

If you don't like the magic weapon and secret method, then naturally you can only choose something else. It just so happened that Chen Ming also had plans to study the formation.

Uncle Liu didn't understand Chen Ming's choice, but he still nodded and said nothing more.

In fact, he also knew that most alchemists were very rich. With Chen Ming's net worth, he might not even care about the contents inside. No matter what he picked, it was normal.

Taking Chen Ming with him, he walked out of it and came to the outside world.

"Oh, is this the new Chen Keqing?"

A middle-aged man came from the front, looked at Chen Ming in front of him with a smile, and looked up and down: "He is quite a talent."

"It seems that Miss Fang likes you very much."

"Who is your Excellency?"

Chen Ming was a little confused, so he asked.

However, the person in front of him had no intention of talking to her and turned around and left.

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Chen Ming frowned, and then looked at Uncle Liu in front of him.

"This man's name is Song Sheng. He is a monk in the clan. He has always been difficult to deal with Miss Fang."

Facing Chen Ming's gaze, Uncle Liu had a wry smile on his face, and vaguely reminded him: "If Chen Keqing hadn't come, the cave you own now might belong to him."

After hearing these words, Chen Ming suddenly realized.

"I see."

He nodded, looked at the other person's leaving figure, and immediately didn't take it seriously.

Many things are like this.

Maybe you don't mean to cause trouble, but sometimes even if you do nothing, you will still offend others.

Chen Ming was already somewhat used to this kind of thing.

Anyway, as long as it doesn't affect him, others can love him as much as he likes.

"I've almost finished shopping."

Looking at the scenery around him, Chen Ming suddenly felt a little bored, so he looked at Uncle Liu in front of him and said goodbye directly.

And on the other side.

Song Sheng was walking on the road, recalling Chen Ming's appearance just now, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"That cave is supposed to be mine."

Although the Song family is powerful and has foundation-building monks in the family, thus occupying a spiritual line, the number of cultivation caves it can open is undoubtedly limited.

As early as more than half a year ago, when that cave became available, Song Sheng had been eyeing that place and even traveled for a long time.

He is now nearly forty years old, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. If there is a second-grade cave to provide training, he will probably be able to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining before he is fifty years old.

In this case, it is possible to try to attack foundation building in the future.

Song Sheng had been looking forward to this for a long time, and it was almost successful.

As a result, Chen Ming ran in at this time and directly occupied the second-grade cave residence. How could he not feel resentful.

But things have happened, and no matter how angry he is, it is useless after all.

"Third uncle, he seems to be in a bad mood."

A voice came from the side.

Song Sheng looked down and saw a young man walking out from the side. He looked at him with a smile: "The duck you got just flew away like this. How does it feel?"

"It has nothing to do with Master Yi."

Song Sheng's face was expressionless, but his heart couldn't help but hurt: "How can I dare to complain about Miss Fang's decision?"

"Haha, third uncle, why should you deceive yourself?"

Song Yi laughed at herself: "Since my clan sister started taking charge, life has become increasingly difficult for us direct clan members, not to mention you collateral clan members."

"My clan girl is good at everything, but she is too impersonal. In the past, the rules were changed at the drop of a hat. The benefits that used to be reserved only for members of the clan are now being used to attract outsiders."

"Miss Fang is also doing it for the whole family."

Song Sheng's voice was hoarse and he spoke calmly.

"Of course I know she is public-minded."

Song Yi spoke and couldn't help but smile: "But even so, Third Uncle, are you really willing?"

"With your qualifications, if you can get that cave, you can cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining in a few years at most. Even if you build a foundation in the future, you have hope, but now you are taking advantage of others."

"Are you really willing to give up?"

After the words fell, Song Sheng could not help but remain silent. After a while, he sighed: "If you are not willing to give in, what can you do?"

"Simple."

Song Yi spoke softly and said a few words in Song Sheng's ear.

Song Sheng's expression suddenly changed and became a little uncertain.

He was a little hesitant and hesitant, but just thinking about his own path and the future of his house, he finally nodded and agreed.

Song Yi's face suddenly showed joy.

"The way of formation turns out to be like this."

In the cave, Chen Ming's face was calm, and he suddenly realized something while looking at the formation diagram in front of him.

During this period, in addition to refining alchemy and practicing, he was studying formations every day.

Compared with alchemy, the difficulty of the formation method is undoubtedly much higher. At Chen Ming's current level, it took him so long to get started.

However, compared to alchemy, Chen Ming found the formation to be much more interesting, so he didn't find it hard at all.

(End of this chapter)