Chapter 492: Refining the Foundation Building Pill (Fourth update)

"Dad, Mom! You are back."

Wang Qingqing looked happy when she saw Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

"The grandson pays homage to his grandfather and grandmother."

Wang Qiuming bowed to Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan and said respectfully.

Wang Changsheng waved his hand, knelt down, picked up Zhao Ziyu, and kissed him.

"Ziyu, call me grandpa!"

"Grandpa...Grandpa."

Zhao Ziyu said vaguely, his voice relatively childish.

"Good boy."

Wang Changsheng smiled and kissed Zhao Ziyu again.

He has both biological and grandsons. In more than ten years, he should have a great-great-grandson. Time flies so fast!

After teasing Zhao Ziyu for a while, Wang Changsheng's eyes fell on Wang Qiuming.

Wang Qiuming is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining. If he has the Foundation Establishment Pill, he can reach the Foundation Establishment stage.

Wang Changsheng asked Wang Qiuming about his cultivation situation, and Wang Qiuming answered truthfully.

He hunted monsters and accumulated a large amount of merit points. Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan both accumulated a large amount of merit points, but they have not yet been able to redeem them for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

"Good boy, keep up the good work and don't run around during this period. I'll have something for you to do later."

Wang Ruyan has been stuck in a bottleneck and must undergo life and death experiences to resolve the bottleneck. She plans to lead a group of tribesmen to hunt monsters in the Taiyi Mountains. Wang Mingren is at the Taiyi Immortal Sect, so he can help somewhat.

The South China Sea is too chaotic, and evil cultivators have appeared during the pill formation stage. It is better not to go to the South China Sea for the time being.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng left, while Wang Ruyan stayed to tease his grandson.

Arriving at the meeting hall, Wang Changsheng asked Wang Qingkai about the current situation of the family. In the past few years, nothing major had happened to the family.

Wang Changsheng was not surprised. Apart from a third-level spiritual vein, the Wang family had nothing else to offer.

The family does not have many sources of income. The number of foundation-building monks is constantly increasing, and the number of immortal cultivators is still increasing. Wang Changsheng must find ways to increase the family's income so that more foundation-building monks can be cultivated. He and the family have a mutually reinforcing relationship.

Wang Changsheng wanted to help Wang Ruyan advance to the core formation stage, but Wang Ruyan had been stuck in a bottleneck for many years and could only rely on herself to resolve it. If Wang Changsheng continued to follow her, it would only be self-defeating.

"Qingkai, send someone to call Qingyuan and Qingqi. I have something to tell them."

Not long after, Wang Qingyuan and Wang Qingqi appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. Wang Qingyuan was holding a pink and jade-clad girl in blue in his arms.

Wang Changsheng took out a cyan wooden box and opened it, revealing a light cyan demon pill.

"Uncle Jiu, is this a third-level demon elixir?"

Wang Qingshan and others hunted monsters and brought back many demon pills. Wang Qingqi had seen many demon pills, but none were as big as this one.

"Hmm! I remember that our family has a prescription for the Foundation Establishment Pill? The main medicine is the third-order demon pill. With this third-order demon pill, Qingqi, how sure are you that you can refine the foundation pill?"

Wang Qingqi pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Uncle Ninth, I am only a second-level mid-level alchemist. I have never refined a foundation-building pill before, so I'm afraid I won't be able to refine it."

There is no way, there are not many second-level elixir recipes that the Wang family can use. Because of the materials, Wang Qingqi can only refine a few second-level elixirs. He has never refined a foundation-building elixir. To say that there is no pressure, that is impossible.

"It doesn't matter. Uncle Jiu believes in you. Even if you can't refine it, it doesn't matter. Just practice. If you don't refine the Foundation Establishment Pill, other clan members will not be able to refine it. Qingqi, go ahead and do it! Uncle Jiu I believe you."

Wang Changsheng encouraged that if the Wang family could refine the Foundation Establishment Pill themselves, they would not have to spend a lot of money to purchase the Foundation Establishment Pill in the future.

"I will try my best, Uncle Jiu."

Wang Qingqi nodded and agreed.

"Uncle Jiu, this is Ping An's granddaughter. She is seven years old. She belongs to the generation with the character for "Heaven". Wang Tianqi has three spiritual roots. The main spiritual root is water."

Wang Qingyuan pointed to the girl in blue in his arms and introduced.

At his suggestion, Wang Ping'an took in many concubines, but he did not give birth to any children with spiritual roots. Fortunately, Wang Ping'an had many children, and one of his daughters-in-law gave birth to a daughter with spiritual roots. After the spiritual roots were detected, he immediately Sent back to Qinglian Villa.

Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up and he took Wang Tianqi from Wang Qingyuan's arms.

He had always hoped that Wang Ping'an would give birth to an offspring with spiritual roots. After so many years, he finally gave Wang Changsheng a great-granddaughter with spiritual roots.

"My granddaughter Wang Tianqi met my great-grandfather."

Wang Tianqi smiled sweetly and shouted.

"Good boy, if your great-grandmother knows this news, she will definitely be very happy. You will stay with your great-grandfather from now on."

Wang Changsheng has always felt that he owed Wang Ping'an, but the country has national laws and families have family rules. Clan members without spiritual roots must be sent to the secular world to be raised. There are differences between immortals and mortals, so it is not good for him to take the lead in breaking the rules.

Wang Changsheng planned to train Wang Tianqi well, and he just happened to bring back a Xuanpin Kung Fu called "Han Yue Xi Yuan Jue". Wang Tianqi's main spiritual root was water, which was just right for her to practice.

"How is Ping An? How is he doing?"

Wang Qingyuan quickly replied: "Thanks to Uncle Ninth, everything is fine with him. He asked me to send a message to Uncle Ninth and Aunt Ninth, asking you to take good care of your health. He will strive to have more heirs with spiritual roots."

Wang Changsheng nodded happily and said: "This child has a heart. Just let him take care of himself. Okay, I'm going back to rest. You can go about your business!"

He hugged Wang Tianqi and strode outside.

Wang Ruyan was very happy to learn that Wang Tianqi was Wang Ping'an's granddaughter.

Wang Tianqi had already begun to practice. At the first level of Qi Refining, Wang Changsheng asked her to modify the "Han Yue Xi Yuan Jue".

In a certain secret room, Wang Qingqi was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a large pile of alchemy materials and a third-level demon pill in front of him.

He was very excited. This was a third-level demon pill. If he could refine the foundation-building pill, his family would not have to spend a lot of money to buy the foundation-building pill.

While he was excited, he was also a little worried. One third-level demon pill could be used to refine three furnaces of foundation-building pills. The Wang family had already gathered the other materials.

Wang Changsheng told him not to be stressed, but the more Wang Changsheng said this, the greater the pressure on Wang Qingqi.

Wang Qingqi sat quietly for a quarter of an hour, adjusting to the best condition.

He raised his hand, and a palm-sized red cauldron flew out of it. It spun around, expanded instantly, and turned into a half-foot-tall red cauldron, landing in front of him.

The tripod is engraved with a lifelike firebird pattern and a top-grade alchemy furnace, which Wang Changsheng bought specially for Wang Qingqi to make alchemy.

Wang Qingqi let out a breath, his face became solemn, and a spell hit the cauldron.

With a "bang" sound, the top cover flew up and landed firmly on the ground.

Wang Qingqi threw more than a dozen elixirs into the alchemy furnace. When the method changed, the lid of the cauldron automatically flew up and closed.

He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of red flames, which attached to the bottom of the alchemy furnace. The billowing flames flooded the alchemy furnace.

Without earth fire, he could only use the innate true fire to make elixirs. The innate true fire was not as good as the earth fire, but it was much better than the spiritual charcoal fire.

Not long after, the temperature in the stone room increased a lot, and a faint aroma floated out from the alchemy furnace.

Wang Qingqi pinched the magic weapon, and the red flame suddenly became stronger, and the aroma became stronger.