60: C60 Xuan Yuan Pill

C60 Xuan Yuan Pill

"She! I forgot to mention it to her. I'll tell her in a few days." Shen Qingfeng laughed and continued drinking with his father.

"Hi! Child, why didn't you take such an important matter to heart?" Yang Jingya complained.

...

After three rounds of drinking, Shen Wentian gradually became confused.

He did not understand. His son never drank. Since when did he train in the art of not drinking a thousand cups of wine?

"Feng'er! Kid, you still don't work hard enough in your studies. You are far from your parents."

" Go to the martial arts universities and ask around. Back then, the number one and number two in the entire faculty was me and your mother! "

"I hope that my son will become a dragon... For the rest of my life, I hope that my son will become a dragon!"

...

Shen Wentian was drunk and said a lot of things. In the end, he fell asleep on the chair.

Shen Qingfeng sighed in his heart. His son had become a dragon. In this life, he would definitely stand above the nine heavens!

However, some things were too profound, and he didn't know how to explain them.

His parents did not have the talent to cultivate. It was not beneficial for ordinary people to know too much about the secrets of cultivation.

"I told you not to drink so much, but you didn't listen..."

Yang Jingya looked at her husband and shook her head.

At this moment, she remembered something and felt that it was necessary to explain it to her son.

"Feng'er, do you know why I didn't let you go home during this period of time? Because this attic of ours is haunted!"

She lowered her voice and said mysteriously.

"Haunted?"

Shen Qingfeng was stunned. He could not help but look around. He had personally checked the atmosphere here. There was no trace of ghosts in this vast world.

"Last weekend, your dad and I were making dumplings at home. Someone suddenly knocked on the door. When we opened the door, we didn't see anyone in the outer circle, but there were many footprints on the ground."

"You young people might not believe me if I told you. This attic is not an official house after all! Look, there's a corner missing over there. This is a taboo when it comes to wind and water studies."

"Your dad and I are planning to buy this attic after you finish your college entrance exam and go to the suburbs to get a loan to buy a house."

Shen Qingfeng's eyes sparkled. He did not expect that the last incident would affect his family. He did not even think about going to clean the footprints on the corridor.

"It's good to sell it. Although I am not superstitious about Feng Shui, the space in this attic is too small. It is not convenient to live in it. If you sell it, you can buy a house more than 100 square meters in the suburbs."

Shen Qingfeng comforted him. He had a villa worth more than 100 million yuan in Silken Garden, but he could not find a suitable reason to let his parents live there.

It was also good to buy a new house. He still had nearly 50 million cash in his card.

When the time came, he would find a suitable reason to take out a sum of money and pay a down payment easily.

After Shen Qingfeng finished cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, his mother snatched it over. She was unwilling to let her son work, so she urged Shen Qingfeng to quickly rest.

"It's late. You should sleep early too!"

Shen Qingfeng returned to the room and closed the door. He circulated his true essence, and the alcohol in his body evaporated. His eyes instantly became clear again.

He still attached a lot of importance to this Treasure Trading Convention. With three days of buffer time, he could make some more preparations.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and adjusted his breathing. Placing a few precious medicinal herbs in his palm, he lit a fire in the air and slowly refined them.

It was only after an hour that the impurities were refined that a transparent medicinal liquid floated up and down in his hand.

He increased the output of the flame and carefully refined the medicinal liquid into a pill. At the last moment, the flame in his hand fluctuated for a moment, and its power suddenly increased several times.

"Chi..."

The pill in his hand turned into a black color. This was a useless pill. Not only would it not have any effect after consuming it, it would also be poisoned.

"Sigh..."

Shen Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes. There was a trace of regret in his eyes.

With his early Foundation Establishment cultivation, it was still a bit too much for him to refine this pill.

In the ancient cultivation world, alchemists were an honorable profession. Comparatively speaking, the requirement for cultivation was not that high, causing many people to rush over like a flock of ducks.

However, alchemists required an incomparably powerful soul force. This kind of aptitude was actually even more stringent.

The pill that Shen Qingfeng refined this time was called Profound Essence Pill. It was a kind of holy medicine for healing injuries, and it also had a very strong effect on cultivators. It was equivalent to the advanced version of the Green Spirit Pill.

However, the lowest requirement for refining this kind of pill was to have a cultivation base at the perfected Foundation Establishment stage.

He relied on his incomparably powerful divine soul. Even if his cultivation level was insufficient, he still had a chance to give it a try.

He adjusted his breathing and took a few medicinal herbs into his hands. The flame once again formed out of thin air.

...

"Two lazy worms, get up and eat!"

The next morning, Yang Jingya woke up at five. She prepared breakfast and called the two of them to eat.

Shen Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes. In his palm, there were two pills quietly lying.

The pill was a dark green color. Its entire body seemed to be shrouded in smoke. A strange fragrance assailed one's nostrils, making one's spirit tremble when they smelled it.

"The consumption of soul energy when refining pills is really terrifying. No wonder those alchemists were so arrogant in the past, and even demanded a high price."

In the ancient cultivation world, even if an Alchemy King alchemist's strength wasn't much, no one would dare to touch him.

Because even a Sage realm existence had to beg for his pill and owe him a favor. When these complex relationships were added together, it could be said to be terrifying.

"Finally, it wasn't a waste of effort. There are still two days left. It should be enough to refine a bottle of pill."

...

Three days later, Shen Qingfeng received a call. He walked out of the neighborhood and got into Xu Jing's car.

The black Land Rover roared on the highway. Not only did it look domineering and cool, it was also a real off-road vehicle! Especially in terms of comfort and comfort, it was even better than the Mercedes-Benz Big G.

There was a television series that was popular all over the country. The protagonist of it, Song Siming, had said something to the young and ignorant algae that had just entered the big city.

"I say seaweed. This is not an ordinary jeep. This is a Land Rover! It's a special vehicle for the British royal family. You think it's ugly, but I think it's the most beautiful one in the car. "

The men who drove this car were all hot-blooded. They all hoped to own a Land Rover. They've held it in for a long time in the city, and they all hope that they can grow up like a wild horse with a mane fluttering in the wind on the grassland.0

Lu Hu was a man's leg. The wind was blowing in the air.

This very obvious advertisement slogan caused the sales of the Land Rover in those two years to increase by a lot.

Shen Qingfeng sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.

During these three days, he was in seclusion at home. Apart from eating, he spent the rest of his time concocting pills. He had used up a lot of spiritual force and was even more tired than fighting a big battle.

His parents thought that he was so tired because he stayed up all night to revise before the exam, so they did not care about him.

After about an hour, Xu Jing stepped on the brakes, and the Land Rover Administration slowly stopped by the roadside.

"Mr Shen..."

Xu Jing turned around and called out softly.

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