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Chapter 53 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 17

After a few angry words, Mrs. Song stopped. But this did not mean that the matter was over. After the conversation, she took away the mirrors from the two of them, and also confiscated Magistrate Song's personal money.

Of course, the four of them were discussing business at this time, about the impact of Yuan Xi's practice of Taoism and the handling of subsequent incidents.

As for Yuan Xi becoming a Taoist priest, everyone unanimously acquiesced. Objection, that is impossible, if they were not qualified, they would also want to be.

Yes, Mrs. Song and Song Zhiyi also tested their qualifications, but they didn't.

In an era when spiritual energy is becoming increasingly thin and almost non-existent, Yuan Xi's body is already very lucky to be able to cultivate, and the entire Yan Kingdom may not be able to find another one. After knowing this, he didn't feel that this body's qualifications were any worse. Anyway, he had the medicine, the conditions (space), and his cultivation was not slow at all.

At the age of fifteen, he has reached the eighth level of Qi refining. If he works hard, he is expected to break through the foundation building and reach the upper limit of this realm before he is twenty-five years old.

"Why don't the rest of the family take the test too?" Song Zhiyi suggested.

Magistrate Song stroked his beard and replied: "Except for Yuan Xi, there is no other person in our family including the servants who has this qualification."

Yuan Xi then explained, "The purpose of using spirit testing stones is to let the tester see it with his own eyes and be convinced. I have achieved success in cultivation and there are other ways to test it." He is a person with spiritual consciousness.

After hearing this, Mrs. Song agreed very much, "This method is very good. It will save you having to worry about others in the future."

"What are you talking about? Madam, you are not going to tell this matter, are you? This, this, this...isn't it appropriate?"

"Whatever you say, seeing is not believing, who would believe it. Besides, this matter will get out sooner or later, so we have to prepare early for the future."

Magistrate Song was puzzled, "If we don't tell, who will know?"

Mrs. Song looked at her innocent husband lovingly, "Then how do I know?"

"I told you, we are a family, so we will not hide anything from you." Magistrate Song said solemnly.

Seeing that his father did not understand what his mother meant, Song Zhiyi reminded: "What mother means is that the passing geese leave traces. Unless from now on, we will no longer use the various items sent by Yuan Xi."

But is this possible?

Obviously impossible. After experiencing all the wonderful benefits, who can resist using it?

Not to mention County Magistrate Song, even Mrs. Song can't live without Baihua Pills and Yurong Cream. Song Zhiyi has been using the Qingxin Talisman to study in the past two days, which is very efficient. He is expected to be admitted to the Jinshi next year. Now they were asked to seal it all up and not use it. Thinking of this possibility, they shook their heads and subconsciously resisted.

Seeing that the other three people were worried, Yuan Xi couldn't help but show his presence, "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. With my strength, I can protect the Song Mansion."

"You are still young and don't understand the evil nature of people's hearts. Be good, your father and I are involved in this matter. How can we let you, a child, stand in the way?"

Not only Mrs. Song felt this way, but also Magistrate Song, who knew some of Yuan Xi's abilities, let alone Song Zhiyi, who only knew that Yuan Xi could draw talismans and make elixirs.

Yuan Xi, who has lived for more than a hundred years:... small?

Yuan Xi felt it was time to let them know his strength.

He sacrificed a sword on the spot and demonstrated to them what sword-wielding was.

With a swipe of the sword, the corner of Magistrate Song's desk was easily cut open, and the section was smooth and flat.

With such a sharp blade and an elusive speed, Magistrate Song unconsciously touched his neck. Such a hard corner of the table could easily break, and that was his own neck. He shook his head violently to get rid of this unlucky thought.

Yuan Xi even demonstrated flying with a sword in this narrow space. Stand on the sword and fly low for a while.

"How?" Yuan Xi asked.

"Son, you can still fly. Why didn't you tell dad earlier, can you take care of people?" Magistrate Song was about to make a move.

Perhaps it was the longing for the sky deep in human beings. The three of them looked at Yuan Xi with wide eyes.

"Yes, yes, dad, do you want to try?"

The three of them nodded in unison.

Yuan Xi took out a palm-sized small white cloud flying magic weapon, cast it and unfolded it. He took the lead and sat on it, and then flew one meter high with the three of them. It was very interesting.

After finishing the flight experience, the three of them were still unsatisfied.

Yuan Xi promised: "Next time, the study is not very convenient. Next time we go to Chaoxia Temple, I will take you to fly around to your heart's content."

"Okay, let's go to Chaoxia Temple together as a family next time to experience it." Mrs. Song made the decision.

This meaning is also very obvious, she wants to talk about Yuan Xi's Taoism. Yuan Xi's strength gave her great confidence.

It's different to be able to fly. It's not an exaggeration to call it a fairy.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yuan Xi stepped on the white clouds and appeared in front of the people, and it was not a problem for another emperor to take the throne.

Yuan Xi's eyes lit up. She had to be a legitimate mother, so she was very efficient.

"Mother, um, I want to practice Taoism but I can't marry and have children. Where is my mother?" Yuan Xi was so excited that his mouth was filled with excitement. It was such a twist and turn. He didn't expect that this biggest problem would be solved in the blink of an eye. He never knew how to tell his mother-in-law, and he even thought about giving her a second child. Now it was great that he could leave this problem to his step-mother.

Mrs. Song didn't care about his temporary remarks, or she was starting to get used to it. With Yuan Xi's ability, it was no big deal to be granted the title of Imperial Master. Aunt Yun's status would naturally rise in the future. A living god.

Fortunately, there were no secrets in their house and they got along harmoniously, but it seemed a bit inappropriate for Aunt Yun to continue to be a concubine. Aunt Yun and Aunt Ming were both maids bought from outside, and they were alone. Mrs. Song chose them as concubines after careful consideration. It's easy to deal with cheap concubines who have a contract to sell themselves, but Mrs. Song canceled their contract after they became pregnant, and the two became good concubines. Because of this incident, the two of them have always been grateful to Mrs. Song.

But today is different from the past. Mrs. Song is already considering when it would be more appropriate to treat her as an equal wife.

He was thinking about a lot of things in his mind and said, "Don't worry, I'll go talk to your aunt. Aunt Yun is reasonable and considerate and won't make things difficult for you."

Yuan Xi felt that the Aunt Yun in his impression was different from the one in Mrs. Song's mouth.

Maybe this is the multi-faceted nature of people.

"Yuan Xi, how difficult is it to refine Baihua Pills and Jade Cream?"

Yuan Xi was still thinking about the multi-faceted nature of people, and was stunned when he heard Mrs. Song's question.

Difficulty: How difficult can a low-quality elixir be if hundreds of pills are produced in one pot?

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Song thought that refining was quite difficult, and her face suddenly became a little embarrassed. She also wanted to use Madam diplomacy to win over a group of people first, so that when the time came, a bunch of idiots who couldn't see the situation would come to provoke her (here specifically referring to her). natal family member).

"Mother, how much do you need?"

Before Mrs. Song could speak, Yuan Xi waved his hand, and Magistrate Song's desk was filled with things.

Mrs. Song's throat was lumpy and she didn't know what to say. She just wanted Yuan Xi to take out a few bottles and send them to her sister-in-law first, and then go to the Yongning Marquis' Mansion in Yanjing. Of course, each person will get one bottle, no more.

As a result, it looks worthless now.

She was in a trance.