At this time, Song Qinghe and his Taoist companion Fu Ying were both standing under the corridor, watching their two sons Song Zhaoting and Song Zhaoge deducing the array in the courtyard.

Seeing Chu Lin's family of three coming, Song Qinghe hurriedly walked over with Fu Ying, and the two sons also put down the array plate and came over to salute.

Chu Xiaoyue opened her little hand and shouted, "Uncle, aunt, you come to see Xiaoyue!"

Song Qinghe laughed, raised his hand to take Chu Xiaoyue from her father's shoulder, raised his hands up, and said, "In a blink of an eye, I have grown so big, I have become a big girl, and my uncle will not be able to hold it!"

"It's not that my uncle has to hug me. Chu Xiaoyue stuck out her tongue, "I've grown up, I don't want to be hugged a long time ago!"

"Hahaha, you didn't sleep well when you were a child, you have to be hugged by me, and you are willing to sleep while patting with instantaneous techniques, coaxing you to sleep once, I have to eat two times to replenish the elixir. As he spoke, he gently lowered her down.

Chu Xiaoyue blushed, and could only quibble, "No, uncle, you must have bullied me when I didn't remember when I was a child, and I deliberately said so!"

"Oh, our little Xiaoyue has grown up, and she knows that she is ashamed. ”

Chu Xiaoyue stomped her feet, twisted her head, and pulled his sleeve in her hand but didn't let go.

In the original book, Song Qinghe was very fond of Chu Xiaoyue, and after Chu Xiaoyue betrayed her relatives and left, he still did not give up on her, even though the Song family was facing a huge crisis at that time, he still hid Chu Xiaoyue in the forbidden land of the Song family to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, which also led to the disaster of killing.

"Okay, don't talk about Xiaoyue, now she has been enlightened and is also a monk. "Song Qinghe's Taoist companion Fu Ying is the only daughter of the elixir sect elder Fu, she is humble, her cultivation is also high, and she is also a famous alchemist.

As she spoke, she took out a small box and handed it to Chu Xiaoyue, and said, "This is specially given to you by your eldest aunt, you have just started to cultivate, and you have to lay a good foundation." ”

Chu Xiaoyue opened the box, and a crystal white pill floated in the box, softly exuding a milky white halo.

"This is the Xuan-level high-grade Gubendan?!" Song Qingyuan exclaimed.

Fu Ying nodded and said with a smile, "It's all for their own children, and they both have it." With that, he pointed to his two sons.

The two nodded, and Song Qingyuan said to Chu Xiaoyue, "Thank you, aunt, this is an extremely valuable thing." ”

The number of alchemists is very small, and the alchemists who can refine the Xuan-level elixir are even rarer, the Guben Pill itself is a Xuan-level elixir, which can strengthen the foundation and Peiyuan, and the monks can strengthen the dantian by taking it, and expand the capacity of the dantian to store spiritual power to a certain extent, which is an extremely anti-heaven existence.

Think about it, if you are a monk, the more spiritual power you can store, which is equivalent to having a longer lasting combat power than others.

And the high-grade Guben Dan can not only strengthen the dantian, but also strengthen the meridians, such an elixir is in the stomach, after absorption and transformation, the strength of the qi cultivator's dantian and meridians is not even weaker than that of the foundation building monk!

Song Qingyuan was grateful, how could such a rare thing be so easy to refine, and his sister-in-law must have spent a lot of effort.

Fu Ying smiled, "We monks, it's not easy to be parents, it's difficult to cultivate, we can make the children suffer less, it's worth it to do whatever we do, I don't have a daughter, Xiaoyue is the same as a daughter in my eyes." ”

Song Qinghe also smiled, "It's not easy to inherit the bloodline, don't be polite to us, the children can be promising, the family can be strong, the Song and Chu families have been friends for generations, and now you and your brother-in-law are doing well, and I can rest assured that I am my brother." ”

Chu Lin nodded deeply, the two brothers of the Song family also came over, Chu Xiaoyue saluted, and went to talk to the two of them.

Song Zhaoting is the eldest son of Song Qinghe, now eighteen years old, he is already a handsome young man, he treats Chu Xiaoyue very kindly and generously, and gives her a lot of interesting things.

Song Zhaoge is Song Qinghe's second son, he just turned ten years old, not much older than her, it is the age of noisy and noisy, usually when he is at home, he is the youngest, and now when he sees Chu Xiaoyue, he immediately takes out the posture of being an elder brother, pulls her to talk about a lot of things when he washes the marrow, and listens to him shouting and talking about what he saw and heard on the road, and he is called "pointing" his little cousin.

She had a limited understanding of the world, so she chatted with the two brothers with relish, occasionally gagging, and Song Zhaoge listened to her talk about the heroic deeds of "running away from home", and instantly introduced her as a confidant, and took out all the troubles she had just cultivated to share with her.

After eating, Chu Lin and Song Qingyuan took Chu Xiaoyue back to the main house.

Song Zhaoting liked Chu Xiaoyue's eccentric and unflinching temperament very much, and Song Zhaoge was even more reluctant.

The three of them also made an appointment to go to the city together tomorrow to visit the market.

Chu Lin and Song Qingyuan still had guests to entertain, so they sent Chu Xiaoyue back to Caizhen Courtyard and left.

In the past half a month, Chu Xiaoyue has not had the opportunity to cultivate, but now that she has free time, she plunged into the space of the midnight hairpin.

I haven't been here for half a month, and the space is still the same, and it hasn't changed at all when I go out with her.

The spiritual spring still flows very slowly, the stream is still the same, and the barren sandy land has not been moistened by the spring water that has flowed out during this time.

Chu Xiaoyue sighed, took out a small jade shower that was originally placed in the house for decoration, filled it with spring water and sprinkled it on the ground, and then sat cross-legged and started to run Xiao Zhoutian.

After not cultivating for so long, she could clearly feel that the meridians were much less flexible than the last time she cultivated.

It seems to have shrunk a little compared to that time.

Could it be that if you don't cultivate for a long time, your meridians will still degenerate?

Chu Xiaoyue frowned and began to use her spiritual power with all her might.

In the sea of qi, the red dots rotated rapidly, and the spiritual power around the body rotated from the sea of qi to the meridians and then to the sea of qi, rotating around the red dots, and then heading towards the meridians.

The cycle repeats itself.

The red dot is like an engine, if the heart drives the circulation of blood around the body, then this red dot is the circulation of spiritual power around the body.

If Chu Xiaoyue opened her eyes at this time, she could clearly see that a cloud of aura as thick as white mist was condensed in the sky above the spiritual spring, and her body was like a huge magnetic field, constantly sucking these white mist over, surrounding her body, and then inhaling it into her body.

And the sand under her sitting, the fine sand was moistened in the process of inhaling the spiritual energy, and under the shroud of the spiritual energy that she emanated from within, it shone faintly, visibly changing from black wet sand to red soil.

After running for eighteen hours, Chu Xiaoyue obviously felt that the flexibility in the meridians had recovered a lot, and sure enough, it was no wonder that the monk meditated when he was fine, it turned out that he would regress if he didn't cultivate.

Chu Xiaoyue opened her eyes, looked at a few pieces of scattered Chixiao land, and planted the flowers, plants, and elixir seeds that she bought casually when she went out this time.

Some of these flowers and plants are just ordinary plants and trees, some can be made into potions for ordinary people, and several are elixirs.

And these seeds are all the elixir seeds of the Yellow Rank Pill.

After planting these, Chu Xiaoyue didn't care about them, and continued to sprinkle the spiritual spring to cultivate.

In this way, every eighteen small weeks, she would change places to sprinkle water and cultivate, while thinking about transforming one more piece of Chixiao soil, while consolidating the cultivation that had just been promoted, back and forth, time passed extremely quickly.

When I left the space, it was already three poles of the sun outside.

Chu Xiaoyue hurriedly changed her clothes and went out to find the Song brothers, and asked them to go to Fang City today!

The three of them were just about to go out, but they saw Old Man Chu coming.

Seeing this, the Song brothers knew that they were here to find Chu Xiaoyue, so they went out first, only saying that they were waiting for her in Fang City.

After the two left, Old Man Chu took her to the Treasure Pavilion, didn't say anything, and took her directly to the third floor.

Chu Xiaoyue wondered in her heart, the third floor of this Treasure Pavilion was a place where only the family master and elders could go, even if it was Song Qingyuan, he couldn't enter without permission.

Old Man Chu took out a palm-sized box from the shelf, turned to look at Chu Xiaoyue, looked at it for a long time, nodded and said, "The sixth layer of Qi training?"

He was both amazed and surprised in his heart, this kid directly opened up the five meridians after washing the marrow, and now it was only half a month of effort, and he was actually promoted to another level, such a cultivation speed was really surprising.

But then again, her family knew that it was a surprise, but if outsiders saw her cultivating so fast, I was afraid that she would arouse a lot of covetousness.

Seeing his tone, Chu Xiaoyue also understood a little, and only said, "Xu is sixth meridian has already been broken through after washing the marrow, I just operated the spiritual power according to the guidance jade card given by the ancestor, and I don't know how to be promoted." ”

Old Man Chu was very relieved to see that she was not arrogant or impatient, and nodded and said, "You are a good boy, it is a good thing to cultivate quickly, and you don't pay attention to any Dao heart and solid level during the Qi cultivation period, as long as you take the right path, there is nothing to worry about." ”

He paused, and then said, "It's just that you are still young, and it is not enough for you to know how to hide clumsy, you must know that with your cultivation, in front of a real high-level monk, it is like a mountain compared to grass and trees. ”

He just told him lightly, and he was afraid that children would not understand the truth if he said too deeply.

Chu Xiaoyue nodded and said, "My granddaughter knows that most of the monks in this world only think about themselves, and I will not be gullible except for my loved ones." ”

Seeing that she could say these words at a young age, the old man Chu comforted a lot, smiled leisurely, opened the box in his hand, handed her a piece of white and clear jade pendant inside, and said, "This jade pendant is called Hongquan, which was left by the founding ancestor of our Chu family, and can hide the cultivation of the wearer, you wear it." ”

Chu Xiaoyue was shocked and hurriedly came over to take a look.

The small jade pendant is only the size of her palm, and there are no patterns on the surface, but the jade is flowing with a white brilliance in the light, just like a clear spring.

"This ...... The legacy of the founding ancestors is too valuable, and I am afraid that I will lose it. ”

Old Man Chu patted her head, picked up the jade pendant from her hand, and bent down to put it on for her personally.

"No matter how precious things are, if they are not used, they are all dead. You have to remember that at all times and in all places, the most important thing for a monk is his own life!"