Qi Sangongzi has been very tired recently, or rather, since he sneaked out of the house more than ten years ago, life has never been easy.

The days of casual cultivation are not easy, especially in the context of this sect everywhere, almost all casual cultivators are barely trying to find a bite to eat for themselves in the increasingly narrow cracks.

In the cultivation realm, the resources are already limited, and the vast majority of them have long been controlled by the major sects or big families, what secret realms, ruins, spirit stone veins, and material origins, almost all of them are under the control of large and small forces, and the output in them has nothing to do with ordinary casual cultivation, no matter how much.

And the various forces are left to the scattered cultivation only those vast areas but scarce resources, and the spirit beasts are full of dangerous places, and they are also called places of experience.

The poor and ugly cultivators have no right to argue, and whatever people leave for you is kindness, so the cultivators will boil bowls and bowls of fragrant and inspiring delicious chicken soup in the "training grounds" of various levels from generation to generation.

Qi Mu had already been mentally prepared for these difficulties when he chose the path of casual cultivation, but the degree of difficulty was still far beyond his imagination. The third son of Qi thought that he was talented, intelligent, and unrivaled, and he was born out of control and disobeyed, so he chose a path at the age of the second middle school.

To say that Qi Mu's starting point is still much higher than that of ordinary casual cultivation, at least when he left home, he also took a few volumes of spell jade slips from home, and these spells have also become the capital for him to settle down.

Objectively speaking, Qi Sangongzi's understanding of himself is still not much deviated, his cultivation talent is indeed much higher than the average level of a monk, and his combat talent is even better. Since his enlightenment, with his own combat strength and wisdom, coupled with a little luck, Qi Sangongzi has quickly become the best among his peers, and has also become what many cultivators call "other people's children".

Scenery?

The third prince of Qi has never felt that he has ever been beautiful. After walking through it himself, he really knew how sad it was to live a loose cultivation.

If you want to cultivate, you naturally need resources. Where do the resources come from? For Sanxiu Qimu, the answer is the only one, and that is the Misty Forest.

Qi Mu was born in the Qi family, grew up in the Qi family, and leaned on the big tree of Qinglingzong behind him, his identity as the third son of the Qi family is not prominent, but it is enough for him to receive an excellent education since he was a child, and his horizons are much broader than ordinary people. He knew since he was a child that the eastern part of the Tianyuan Continent was barren in resources, not to mention that compared with Zhongzhou, which was extremely rich in resources, even compared with other corners of the continent, it could make those who saw it sad and those who heard it weep.

But Qi Sangongzi knows very well that barrenness is a fact, but it is definitely not as unbearable as ordinary people imagine, otherwise there will be no way to raise so many sects here, let alone let those high-ranking families in Zhongzhou can't help but stretch out their claws here.

For example, Qi Mu knew when he was very young that two hundred miles southeast of Qingling Sect there was a large area of red copper veins. Red copper is the main material for making spiritual weapons, which is very valuable, and the output of this mineral vein is the cornerstone of the survival of the Qingling Sect, and there are hundreds of disciples of the Qingling Sect stationed here on weekdays.

And three hundred miles northwest of Qingling Sect, there is a small piece of colored silver mine, the output of this colored silver mine is not high, but colored silver is a rare third-level material, which can be used to make magic weapons, its value is quite terrifying, Qingling Sect naturally also sent a large number of people to guard day and night, and idle people will not even have the opportunity to get close.

These two mineral deposits are the industries of the Qingling Sect, and they are only the industries that are placed on the surface, and there will be a lot of them if they are not put out.

Qingling Sect is like this, and the surrounding sects, large and small, are also similar, if there is no source of its own resources, the sect will not be able to sustain it at all.

But there are so few resources in the eastern part of the continent, a little bit of your family circle, a little bit of my family, and in the end, there are only a few pieces of "experience land" left for casual cultivation, which are too vast to circle, and among them, the only one suitable for Qi refining period cultivators is the Misty Forest.

Compared to those mines where resources are everywhere, the money in the Misty Forest is really hard to make. Since Qi Sangongzi learned the first spell, he has been soaking in the forest all day long, playing the game of "pulling the big saw, pulling the big saw" with all kinds of spirit beasts with similar strength to himself.

The third prince relied on his cleverness, and finally didn't lose his little life, but those spirit beasts would not leave their lives to the third son, so the final result of the battle is often that the third son and the spirit beast lose both, and then go back to their respective homes, the spirit beast goes to find his mother, and the third son goes to play in the mud.

At that time, Qi Mu was really miserable and miserable, and every spirit stone he earned was covered with his blood and tears. It's just dangerous, and what's even more tragic is that the money he fought with his life is not enough to spend at all!

It is no exaggeration to say that in the first five years of Qi Mu's cultivation, he had not even bought even the cheapest cultivation pill. More than ninety percent of the spirit stones Qi Mu earned were used to buy wound medicine, and the remaining one percent was used for cultivation.

Every time the third son returns from training, he has to carefully check the wounds on his body to see which wound must be coated with wound medicine, and which wound can heal automatically after a few days. There is no way to apply medicine, and you must buy medicine for injuries. If you can heal the wound yourself, then endure it, save the medicine money you saved, and save enough spirit stone to improve your cultivation.

After going through the most difficult period, the third prince's cultivation has finally improved a little, and he no longer needs to be so embarrassed in the face of the lowest-level spirit beasts. But the problem is that the cultivation is high, and the resources required for cultivation will naturally be more, and the beast cores and materials that the lowest-level spirit beasts can provide cannot support his cultivation speed at all, so he can only find a higher-level spirit beast to play games, and then, things are back to square one.

Earn spirit stones, buy wound medicine, earn spirit stones, buy wound medicine......

This is the daily life of Qi Sangongzi, and it is also the growth process of almost all casual cultivators, so Qi Sangongzi has long been no different from ordinary casual cultivators, and his way of thinking is no different. He despised the sect and the bandit sect that was insatiable and had seized a lot of resources.

The road was chosen by himself, and the third prince of Qi never regretted it, no matter how hard and dangerous it was, he never questioned the path he took. He was even glad that he had become a casual cultivator instead of being one of the robbers who had taken over the resources.

The third prince of Qi is proud of his wise choice, but he is powerless to do anything about the miserable life.

If it is said that it is a simple material scarcity, the most unbearable thing for the third prince is the erosion of hardship on ambition, as the old saying goes, "people are poor and short-minded", Qi Sangongzi has a deep understanding of this.

Qi Mu found that many times he had forgotten that he was a talented and intelligent young man. The pain of day after day and the unbearable cultivation efficiency made him even occasionally have the weird idea of "as long as he can build a foundation in this life, it will be good".

Qi Mu didn't want to do this, he wanted to change all this, he felt that he could save it again. Thereupon...... Again, he reduced the amount of medicine he used.

That's all he can do.

Later, Qi Mu finally cultivated to the sixth level of qi refining, and his perennial combat and good talent made his combat power far surpass that of monks of the same level, and the constant escape made him practice a rotten street body to the supreme realm of "unrecognizable".

With the improvement of his strength, Qi Mu's situation improved day by day, and later, in addition to his own daily expenses, he even paid for the living expenses of several orphans who were scattered in the cultivation. But as the children gradually reached the age where they should cultivate, Qi Mu felt that his pressure had increased again.

He felt that he needed an opportunity, or a chance to improve his strength.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and the prepared Qi Sangongzi finally ushered in a turning point on that day. During a trip to the forest, he met a God of Wealth. He found that as long as he was mixed with this God of Wealth, the spirit stone would rush towards him like a surging river, and with the appearance of this God of Wealth, his strength would continue to rise like a rocket.

The name of the God of Wealth is Qian Yang.

You see, that lofty surname directly indicates the supreme identity of the God of Wealth.

Qi Mu hadn't seen this God of Wealth for a few days, and he missed it very much in his heart, and after he found out that the fortune brought by the God of Wealth seemed to be depleted recently, this longing became more and more urgent.

Qi Mu rubbed his face, wiped the wind and frost from the corners of his eyes, and put on a bright spring smile and pushed open the gate of the courtyard.

"Brother Qi Mu~~~"

"Brother Qi Mu ~~~~"

A few calls of surprise sounded, and the smile on the face of the third prince became brighter and brighter.

"Why have you been there for so long?" A fleshy eldest girl quickly ran to the front and grabbed Qi Mu's arm, and the thick elbow was inadvertently touching the third son's ribs.

"Cough!" The third prince snorted, the smile on his face trembled, and then pressed the eldest girl to the wooden pier next to him without a trace, and then pretended to raise his eyes:

"Hmm, why are you fat again?"

"I ......" the eldest girl's face was flushed: "I have grown up again, so I am not fat!"

"It's fat!" Qi Mu didn't relent: "From today onwards...... Tomorrow, the night snack will be stopped for half a month. ”

"Don't!" the eldest girl quit, her eyes widening.

Qi Mu kept a straight face and put on a non-negotiable expression.

The eldest girl stomped hard and ran away with her cheeks puffed out.

Qi Mu didn't care about her, and greeted the children around him one by one. The more stable of these children talked to the third prince decently, and the naughty ones pulled and pulled with Qi Mula without big or small.

After a lively while, Qi Mu took out a few bottles of pills from his arms and distributed them to the children one by one, and kept chanting: "This is this month's pill, don't save me, if anyone can't eat it, see how I clean him up next time!"

The children who received the pill ran away one after another, but Qi Mu was suddenly stunned, looked at the remaining bottle of pill in his hand and snapped his fingers: "Huh, why is there an extra bottle of pinch?"

"Ahem!ahem!" a crisp chime sounded behind Qi Mu.

As soon as Qi Mu turned around, he saw a lean little girl who was about as tall as him was looking at him with slanted eyes.