C13 A Song Called Feng Qiuhuang

Xiao Family, an ancient looking room.

Around his body, a light blue gas suddenly appeared. His eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes also turned a light blue color. Deep within his eyes, it seemed as if there was a vast ocean.

"Profound Qi!"

Xiao Jian's gaze returned to normal, but a trace of light blue gas was jumping around on the fingertips of his right hand. In these 18 years, he finally managed to cultivate his first Profound Qi. Although it was only his first, Xiao Jian knew what that meant.

If an ordinary person could cultivate Profound Qi, that would mean that this ordinary person had the qualifications to enter the ranks of martial cultivator.

martial cultivator, even if it's just a sliver of Profound Qi, it's still not something an ordinary person can compare to. No matter how strong a normal person is, they can only lift up to three hundred kilograms. martial cultivator, who could cultivate a trace of a Profound Qi, could lift something that weighed more than five hundred kilograms with one hand, no matter how poor his Inherent Skill was.

Although Xiao Jian was the world's No. 1 Assassin in his past life, after a thousand years, he was still a little touched by the Profound Qi being cultivated again.

The Profound Qi in his hand jumped a little mischievously, and before long, it left Xiao Jian's fingertips, disappearing into the air.

"Although my physique is special, in order to help Qingcheng condense her host soul, the foundation of my body has almost been destroyed. Being able to cultivate this kind of Profound Qi is already the result of more than ten years of hard work."

Xiao Jian sighed with emotion as he saw the Profound Qi at the tip of his finger disappear.

Cultivation was about refining one's Qi, channeling it into one's body, expanding the dantian, condensing it into a pill; outside, it was about tempering the body, tempering the body, cleansing the marrow, and strengthening the bones.

Qi Refinement and Body Refinement were complementary to each other. Both cultivated internally and externally.

To be able to cultivate the first thread of Profound Qi, meant that his body had the ability to do so. As long as he increased his physical strength, he would be able to train like a normal person.

Although he could barely train right now, Xiao Jian wasn't in a hurry to do so because his current body was still too weak, so what he needed to do now was not to train, but to raise the strength of his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand the impact brought by Qi Drawing into his body.

There were two ways to improve the strength of the body. The first method was to train the body properly. This method was green without any side effects, but the speed was too slow and required too much time. The other method was to refine some medicinal ingredients and pills that could strengthen the body. Although this method's speed was fast, using large amounts of medicinal ingredients and pills would have certain effects on his future cultivation.

Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, Xiao Jian decided not to use either method. Instead, he would use a combination of the two methods.

At the same time as he tempered his body, refining medicinal herbs had already achieved the purpose of strengthening his body.

Thinking about this, Xiao Jian came to the yard. In the yard, there were a lot of equipment used to train the body. Xiao Jian picked a stone that weighed about 100 pounds and put it down, feeling the weight of the stone.

He repeated it a few more times, lifted it up and put it down, then began to train his body.

As for the body strengthening medicinal ingredients, he did not want to obtain them from the Xiao Family. On one hand, he did not want his father to be troubled. On the other hand, the resources available to the Xiao Family would also not be able to meet his requirements.

After training for about two hours, Xiao Jian's body gradually started to feel tired. He even felt a little tired, and the white robe on his body was obviously soaked through.

It was at this moment that he stopped. Based on his current physical condition, this level of training was already considered extreme. If he continued to train his body, his body would exceed its capacity to bear the burden. At that time, the gains would only be less than the losses.

He put down the boulder in his hand and returned to his room.

Time flew. Soon, it was night. At this moment, Xiao Jian had already washed up and put on a simple white robe. He felt much more refreshed.

The silver moon was like a plate, the moon was bright and the stars were thin. The autumn night was cool and breezy.

Xiao Jian had a habit of playing the zither alone on the pavilion in the yard at night.

For three thousand years, the person who played the zither still played solo, but the person who listened to the zither no longer existed. He had forgotten when he had developed such a habit.

The deep and lingering sound of the zither rippled through the courtyard. It fell into the ears of the night crow who was resting in the small forest outside the courtyard. The crow, however, was drowsy and fell down from the tree.

In the quiet little courtyard, everything seemed very quiet, as if they were listening to a beautiful tune with their eyes closed. Only when the sound of the zither strings breaking was there a sudden sound of breaking, did the music abruptly stop …

"Warmly bold and unrestrained, yet also deeply emotional, concealing sorrow, it should be an ancient song, 'Phoenix Cry for the Phoenix'!"

At that moment, a pleasant female voice was heard. A graceful young girl stood gracefully at the entrance of the courtyard. Under the moonlight, one could see the young girl's peerlessly beautiful face. The person who had just arrived was obviously Mu Qingxue.

"You've been here for a long time, why haven't you come in?"

Xiao Jian asked casually while fiddling with the zither in his hand, not even sparing a glance at Mu Qingxue.

"Since you knew I was coming, why didn't you call me in?"

Mu Qingxue pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.

If others were to see Mu Qingxue, who looked like a little woman, they would definitely go crazy for her. However, Xiao Jian didn't even look at it.

"Why did I call you in when you came uninvited?"

Xiao Jian replied softly. From Xiao Jian's words, Mu Qingxue could not hear any sadness or joy. Although Xiao Jian was about the same age as her, this person was as deep as water. She couldn't seem to see through him no matter how hard she tried.

He was obviously only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his expression was calm, like an old demon that had lived for thousands of years.

"You …"

When Mu Qingxue heard this, she became agitated and lightly bit her lips. Her face was red from excitement.

"Speak!" What business do you have with me? "

Xiao Jian placed the guqin with the broken string on the table into the case and asked casually.

"The《 Phoenix Cry for the Phoenix》 is an ancient song from the Primordial Era. A part of the zither music manual has been lost a long time ago, and I have heard of the Rain Pavilion's Courtesan Belle playing half of the song in Full Moon City. It is said that the other half of the song has long since been lost. "Where did you get the complete zither music manual from?"

Mu Qingxue raised her beautiful eyes slightly. Her long eyelashes blinked a few times as she asked, as if pointing at something.

"There's no zither music, I just remember it in my heart!"

Xiao Jian replied plainly. This kind of words made Mu Qingxue unable to continue, so she could only change the topic again.

"Is this for me?"

Mu Qingxue's beautiful eyes turned around with a trace of hope in her eyes.

"No!"

However, he received a cold reply from Xiao Jian.

"Then can you play a song for me?"

Mu Qingxue was still unresigned and continued asking.

"The string is broken, you can't play it!"

The answer he got was still Xiao Jian's cold answer.

Mu Qingxue, on the other hand, didn't feel anything when she was rejected again and again. There was an indifferent expression on her beautiful face, or it could be said that she was already used to it.

"Miss Mu, why are you so stubborn? As long as you want, who isn't willing to play a song for you in the Nine Prefectures Eighteen Cities?"

Xiao Jian looked at Mu Qingxue deeply and said with an indifferent tone.

"But I only like your music. If you don't want to now, I can wait until you do. "

Mu Qingxue said in an extremely firm tone. He smiled as if the frost had melted. It was very charming, but Xiao Jian didn't take it seriously.

"You still haven't told me your purpose for coming here!" Xiao Jian reminded him.

"My grandfather wants to see you!"

Mu Qingxue raised her beautiful eyes and pondered for a moment before speaking.

While they were talking, Black-clothed guy, who was wearing a black cloak, walked in from outside the courtyard. He took off his cloak and looked like a white-haired old man.

"Young Master Xiao, how have you been five years ago?"

The elder cupped his hands towards Xiao Jian and said with a loud and clear voice.

If there were others present, they would have definitely thought that the world was crazy. The renowned number one expert in Grand Desolate City had actually bowed and bowed while greeting trash young Master.

And Nine Prefectures Eighteen Cities's number one beauty, she was actually rejected by trash young Master in all sorts of ways. This world was simply crazy to the point that it couldn't be any more crazy.

"Mu Old Patriarch is too courteous. You and I are old friends, so according to seniority, I, Xiao Jian, am just a junior!"

When he saw Mu Tianhai, Xiao Jian was not surprised, because when this person appeared, he already felt that it was abnormal. Furthermore, from Mu Tianhai's display of strength in the meeting room, other than him, who was the first in Grand Desolate City, it would be hard to find a second person.

"Hahaha …" It makes sense. My grandson's daughter has a marriage with you, and since it's based on seniority, you're my grandson-in-law. "Since Young Master Xiao has said so, I won't be rude anymore. I'll call you grandson-in-law from now on!"

When Mu Tianhai heard this, he laughed and said. Hearing this, Xiao Jian felt a dark cloud over his head. He did not expect that after so many years, he had still fallen for this old thing's trick.

He had even called his grandson-in-law in. This move of his was indeed vicious.

"Mu Old Patriarch, I wonder if you helped me with the task I entrusted you with?"

Xiao Jian really didn't want to continue arguing with this old thing, so he quickly returned to the main topic at hand.

"This old man has come precisely for this matter. Aside from the thousand year Fire Spirit Zoysia, I've basically gathered all of the medicinal materials you've instructed me to find! "

While speaking, a bunch of brocade boxes suddenly appeared in Mu Tianhai's hands.

"The Thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng is over fifteen hundred years old, the Blueblood Grass is over a hundred years old, and this Scarlet Flame Fruit is also over a hundred years old!"

Mu Tianhai opened the box and introduced each and every one of them. Blood Ginseng wasn't really that rare of a thing in the Nine Realms Continent, but a blood ginseng that was over a thousand years old was something that couldn't be bought, let alone one thousand five hundred years old.

As for the Blueblood Grass, it wasn't a precious ingredient, but for a material like the Blueblood Grass, to survive to a hundred years was simply impossible. Mu Tianhai had to put in a lot of effort in order to find one.

Amongst these three medicinal ingredients, only the Scarlet Flame Fruit could not be considered as a rare medicinal ingredient, but its price was still close to a hundred thousand silver coins, which was one fifth of the annual income from Xiao Family.

Moreover, the price of these three medicinal ingredients together would be able to match the total income of one to two years from the Xiao Family.

If anyone else saw Mu Tianhai give away such precious herbs, they would definitely be angered to the point of vomiting blood.