When Master Meng heard this, his eyes widened, and he wanted to scold back, but he didn't dare after all, so he just took Meng Xuan's hand and walked to the inner court.

Meng Xuan smiled bitterly, ignored this aunt, and followed his father in.

He knew that Master Meng was naturally afraid of his wife, when his biological mother was alive, he was afraid of his mother, and later his biological mother died, and he was afraid of Aunt Shi, and in recent years, the son born to Aunt Shi, that is, his eldest brother, has grown up and began to take over the family business, Aunt Shi's power is even heavier, but Master Meng does not dare to scold her.

Naturally, in this "don't dare", there is also a little apology, originally after Meng Xuan's biological mother died of illness, Master Meng should have straightened Aunt Shi, but Master Meng didn't know what evil he had committed, and insisted on refusing to do so, and it has been delayed for more than ten years. In the first few years, Aunt Shi still made trouble from time to time, but now, she never mentions this matter, she is really dead.

However, when it came to Aunt Shi's style, Meng Xuan only sneered.

He knew in his heart, although Aunt Shi gave birth to the eldest brother, but after all, it was only a side room, if you talked about it, she was the son-in-law, the heir of the serious family, Aunt Shi was afraid that he would rob the family property, and he would not like him when he was a child, and then he went to cultivate immortals, which is good, after all, a person who cultivates immortals will not care about this Hongchen's property, but he didn't expect that after seven years, Meng Xuan would come back again.

Presumably the current Aunt Shi can't wait to kick herself out of the house immediately!

"Where's the big brother?"

Meng Xuan asked casually.

Meng Lao sighed and said, "The rent collector outside the city has gone, regardless of him, let's have a drink first!"

At this time, the Xiao family was holding a banquet to celebrate Xiao Yufei's official becoming a true disciple, and almost all the characters in Sixiang City had gone, and those who couldn't get out of their bodies had to send people to send congratulatory gifts. And Meng Xuan of the Meng family was removed from the Xianmen, which is not a good thing, and naturally he will not be entertained, but he just celebrated a little at home that the second young master came back, but even this celebration carried a sense of indescribable awkwardness, which was very embarrassing.

Meng Xuan knew this, but he didn't say it, after practicing the Immortal Recipe for Serious Illness, his vision has been very long-term, and he naturally won't stick to these little things, this time he returned to Sixiang City, in fact, he was also going to see his father, and then he was ready to leave, to go to the world to have a while, but unlike Xiao Yufei, he was called a provincial relative, and he actually went home to ask for money.

Meng Xuan can refine illness into a pill, but Xiao Yufei can only buy the elixir divine mine.

After drinking two pots of wine with his father and chatting about trivial matters, Meng Xuan excused himself to be tired and went back to his room to rest.

It's still his previous room, it hasn't changed at all, and it's clean.

When he got to the bed, he told his subordinates not to disturb him, and sat down cross-legged.

The palm of his hand was spread out, and a trace of black qi emerged from his palm, twisted, it was the wisp of sick qi on Master Leng's body.

Under the refining of Meng Xuan's Great Illness Immortal Formula, this trace of black qi gradually became smaller, rotated non-stop, and finally turned into a round black pill, although it was transformed by the sick qi, it looked like it was real.

Then Meng Xuan sighed with satisfaction, and the essence around his body turned into a dragon head, swallowing the second-class disease pill.

"Boom ......"

When the sick pill entered the body, it immediately turned into a rolling essence and collided with the true qi.

At this time, Meng Xuan's essence had reached a bottleneck, and with this essence, he immediately underwent a mutation, rolling like a dragon, first swimming in his body, and finally hibernating in the true qi.

"Whew......"

Meng Xuan opened his eyes, and in the darkness, he saw that his eyes were shining, which was extremely amazing.

"The seventh layer of true qi has finally broken through ......"

Meng Xuan only felt that the true qi in his body was rolling, as if the whole person was about to fly, he closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the pleasure of this breakthrough.

The so-called true qi is the first qi that a person inhales into his body at the moment when he is born by himself.

The former sages called this breath the natal true qi, referred to as the true qi.

This breath determines a person's strength, life, and wisdom, and the cultivation in the mouth of the world is actually to cultivate this breath and use all the methods to make this breath stronger.

For example, martial arts are a method of refining one's body and refining one's breath.

The martial artist said that "practicing gong and refining breath" is this truth.

Taoism, on the other hand, is to meditate and breathe, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, replenish this breath, or refine the elixir, and after taking it, absorb the aura in it to nourish this breath.

There are also Confucians, who are enlightened by reason, understand the truth of heaven and earth, and cultivate this breath.

Thousands of methods, thousands of mysteries, in fact, are just for this breath.

"The cultivation of sickness qi through guò not only accumulates merits, but also improves cultivation, which is really against the heavens......"

Meng Xuan calmed down the boiling true qi in his body and sighed softly, he couldn't help but think of his master.

If there is no master, I am afraid that even if he leaves the immortal sect, he will only be the lowest level disciple, right?

However, his master, not long after he died of illness, was removed from the name of the people of other peaks, and even the inheritance was broken.

For immortal cultivators, breaking the inheritance is like an ordinary family breaking off their descendants.

"Hmph, as long as I'm still here, the inheritance of the master will not be broken, since Qingcong Mountain is in addition to the name of our Sitting Forgetting Peak, then I will separate the inheritance of Sitting Forgetting Peak, and sooner or later I will make those greedy villains pay the price......"

Meng Xuan secretly swore in his heart and decided to use this method to vent his anger for his master.

"Don't think about these things first, otherwise it will mess up my realm, the most important thing now is to cultivate, since my cultivation has broken again today, I'll try to see if I can cultivate into the second seal......"

As soon as Meng Xuan thought of his master's affairs, he felt that his mind was disturbed, he knew that this was not good for his cultivation, so he forcibly suppressed it and decided to focus on cultivation, after all, no matter what he wanted to do in the future, he would have to rely on his own strength.

"The Great Mourning Seal ......"

Meng Xuan's hands were together, and his ten fingers began to pinch a mysterious and complicated seal.

As he pinched the seal, the essence around his body began to fluctuate and change, and a magic sound sounded faintly.

"Poof......

Just as this seal was about to be pinched, Meng Xuan's face suddenly changed, his essence instantly dissipated, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's still not good, although my true qi has broken another layer, it's still not enough to cultivate the second seal ......"

Meng Xuan's brows furrowed.

The main body of his cultivation of the Great Illness Immortal Recipe is the Nine Seal Methods, each of which is a wonderful and unparalleled Seal Method, and now he has only cultivated the first Seal, that is, the Great Disease Seal. This method includes methods such as absorbing sick qi from the body of the sick person and refining it into a great disease pill for oneself to swallow.

And the second seal, called the Great Mourning Seal, although Meng Xuan has now reached the seventh level of true qi, he still can't get it.

"Forget it, you can't force it, it's better to cultivate and cultivate!" Meng Xuan sighed in his heart.

Early the next morning, Meng Xuan got up and slowly boxed all the way in the yard, I wanted to go to my father to say goodbye, but now my father hadn't gotten up yet, so he had to go back to the room first, but I didn't expect that as soon as I pushed the door open, I saw a bowl of steaming bean curd on the table.

"Who put this bean curd?"

When Meng Xuan saw this bowl of bean curd, his heart couldn't help but move, and he went out to ask the servants at home.

"It was Miss Qiao in the alley next door who asked someone to send it in early in the morning......"

The servant said with a grin, looking like a thief.

"You laugh ......"

Meng Xuan angrily and amusefully kicked the servant and returned to the room.

He slowly picked up the bowl of bean curd, which was delicate and smooth, with green onion foam and red spicy seeds, and the taste was very familiar.

After eating, he picked up a bowl, picked up a few packets of snacks at home, and went to the alley next door.

From afar, I saw a girl in a coarse linen skirt who was busy working, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, and her appearance was very beautiful, and everyone had a sweet smile.

This little Qiao girl, named Qiao Yue'er, was Meng Xuan's playmate when she was a child, at that time the Qiao family had not been defeated, and the two could be said to be childhood sweethearts, but later, Qiao Yue'er's father once went out of the city, just when the monsters in Heimu Mountain came out to hunt, and took him away, leaving Mrs. Qiao and Qiao Yue'er two female generations, Qiao Yue'er was still young at that time, but Mrs. Qiao didn't know how to operate, plus the creditor came to the door, came and went, and the family business was lost, and Mrs. Qiao had to open this tofu shop to make a living.

At that time, Meng Xuan often came to eat tofu brain, and his relationship with Qiao Yue'er was not unfamiliar.

As soon as he saw the tofu brain on the table this time, he knew that it must have been sent by Qiao Yue'er.

When he chatted with Master Meng last night, he already knew that Mrs. Qiao had been ill three years ago, and now all the work in the tofu shop was taken care of by Qiao Yue'er.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of tofu brain......"

Meng Xuan walked to the door of the store and said with a smile.

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