He took out a green wooden box and handed it to Han Changming.
Han Changming thanked him, accepted the two green wooden boxes, and asked with a smile: "Second brother, after you build your foundation, what are your plans? Will you stay in the sect to cultivate or be transferred out?"
"Of course I will stay in the sect to cultivate. According to the rules of Tinghai Pavilion, new foundation-building disciples will be sent out to travel after three years to temper their minds, which will help their future cultivation. I plan to cultivate in the sect for a few years first, and then go out to gain experience with other fellow disciples. Ninth brother, I was unable to return for your wedding, so I must drink to my heart's content at the full moon banquet for my two nephews this time."
Han Changshuo said with a smile that he was unable to make it back to attend Han Changming's wedding, which was a small regret.
Han Changming held a full-month banquet for his two sons, and Han Changshuo insisted on drinking to his heart's content.
"I can't say anything else, but I will definitely provide enough spiritual wine."
Han Changming smiled and said that it was just in time for Han Changshuo to come back this time so that he could drink the full moon wine for Han Changming's two sons before leaving.
"Chang Shuo, how are you doing in Tinghai Pavilion? Tell us about your situation in Tinghai Pavilion!"
Han Zhangxiang asked with concern, the higher Han Changshuo's status in Tinghai Pavilion, the greater the help he could provide to the family.
Han Changshuo nodded and talked about his experiences over the years.
When he first started learning, he was suppressed by Chen Yuxin. During the Dan-Jie Ceremony, Han Changming helped Han Changshuo, and Han Changshuo's situation improved. He was later transferred out to make pills and earn contribution points. Later, with the help of Han Changming, he collected enough contribution points and returned to the sect to exchange for foundation-building pills and successfully built his foundation.
Before being sent out for training, Han Changshuo planned to upgrade his alchemy skills to the second level. Tinghai Pavilion had many second-level alchemists, and they held alchemist exchanges from time to time to exchange alchemy experiences. Lu Yun would occasionally give instructions on alchemy.
Hearing this, Han Changming showed an envious expression on his face. If he could have a third-level alchemist to teach him how to make pills, his alchemy skills would improve quickly.
With the conditions of the Han family, Han Changming could at most communicate with other second-level alchemists. Without the guidance of a famous teacher, he had to cross the river by feeling the stones, and his progress was relatively slow. If it were not for the help of the spiritual water produced by the Taiyi Hualing Gourd, he might not have become a second-level alchemist yet.
Although he is envious, Han Changming will not join the sect. He grew up in the family and his wife and children are all in the family. He has a strong sense of belonging to the family. Tinghai Pavilion and the Han family have a superior-subordinate relationship, which can be said to be a transaction. Tinghai Pavilion consolidates its territory through the Han family and recruits Han family cultivators when necessary to reduce its own losses.
Han Changming suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, second brother, does Tinghai Pavilion have any recipes or elixirs for cultivating spirit insects and spirit beasts?"
The second-level elixir, Soul Feeding Pills, can feed spiritual insects and beasts, but the main ingredients are several hundred-year-old spiritual herbs. A bottle of Soul Feeding Pills costs hundreds of spirit stones, and it is rare. You can't buy as many as you want. The Han family does not have so many hundred-year-old spiritual herbs for Han Changming to refine the elixir. Han Changming wants to refine Soul Feeding Pills, but he doesn't have the recipe. The Han family does not have many second-level recipes.
"There are several, but due to the sect rules, I cannot pass them on to you. This jade slip records a kind of spiritual cultivation liquid, which is also helpful for the growth of spiritual insects and spiritual beasts. You can take it!"
Han Changshuo took out a green jade slip, copied it, and handed it to Han Changming.
"Spiritual Cultivation Liquid? Is this the recipe collected by Tinghai Pavilion?"
"No, this is what I exchanged with my fellow disciples. You can use it without worry. The Soul Cultivation Liquid is made with Soul Water. It is more effective than Soul Feeding Pills. Unless the soul insects take a large amount of the Soul Cultivation Liquid, it is useless if they take a small amount. If you have the Soul Water, you might as well keep it for making pills. By the way, ninth brother, do you still have the Lu family's Soul Water? Is there any way to get more?"
Han Changshuo's eyes were full of anticipation. Tinghai Pavilion also had spiritual water, but its effect was not as good as the spiritual water given by Han Changming.
Han Changming had expected this, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "No more. It's good enough to get some of this kind of good stuff."
After hearing this, Han Changshuo showed a disappointed expression on his face and nodded. He didn't actually hold much hope, he just asked casually.
After chatting for half an hour, Han Zhangxiang asked them to leave and go back to their respective residences to rest.
Han Changshuo hasn't been back for many years and is eager to visit his parents.
After returning to his residence, Han Changming walked into the alchemy room. There were four wine jars in the corner. They were the Lingtao wine he brewed.
Calculate the time and it's time to drink.
Han Changming opened the wine jars and tasted them one by one. The spiritual peach wine brewed with spiritual water diluted in a ratio of one to three was of the best quality, while the spiritual wine brewed with undiluted spiritual water was the worst. This was beyond Han Changming's expectations.
Water is essential for brewing wine. It seems that too good quality of spiritual water is not a good thing. In other words, the age of the spiritual peaches is too low and the quality of the spiritual water is too good. The relationship between the two cannot be balanced. It is just like alchemy. If the age of an auxiliary medicine is too high and the medicinal properties are too strong, it will easily lead to the inability to condense the pill. Only when the balance is achieved can the pill be condensed.
He put away the four jars of spirit wine, took out a green jade slip and placed it between his eyebrows.
The jade slip recorded the method of refining the spirit-nourishing liquid. Not long after, Han Changming took out the jade slip with a look of joy on his face.
The soul-nourishing liquid is made from second-grade top-grade demon pills, twenty kinds of thirty-year-old spiritual medicines, and spiritual water. According to the jade slip, the quality of the soul-nourishing liquid depends on the quality of second-grade top-grade demon pills and spiritual water. To be honest, second-grade top-grade demon pills are more precious than hundred-year-old spiritual medicines. However, the immortal cultivation resources in the East China Sea are abundant. If he spends more time, he should be able to get second-grade top-grade demon pills one by one. What Han Changming lacks the least is spiritual water. As for the twenty kinds of thirty-year-old spiritual medicines, they are not rare spiritual medicines. If he spends more time, he should be able to get them all.
If Han Changming remembered correctly, there were several second-grade high-quality demon pills in the family warehouse. In other words, as long as he gathered the twenty kinds of auxiliary medicines, he could refine the spirit-cultivating liquid.
For the next two days, Han Changming stayed with Ye Xin and took care of the two sons.
"Husband, have you thought of a name for the child?"
Ye Xin held her eldest son in her arms and asked with a smile, her face full of love.
"Han Yong, Han Zhi, Xin'er, what do you think?"
After his two sons were born, Han Changming consulted a lot of classics and came up with these two names.
According to the family's rules, only those with spiritual roots have generation names.
"Han Yong, Han Zhi, that's right, I'll listen to you. The eldest is Han Yong, and the younger is Han Zhi. I hope they can have spiritual roots. Now I finally understand why my sister is willing to give up her cultivation and take care of Ben Fu for several years."
Looking at the baby in her arms, Ye Xin wanted to give him the best. Only by being a parent can one know how difficult it is.
"Yes! Now I just hope they grow up healthy."
Han Changming did not dare to guarantee that both of his sons had spiritual roots. His aunt and aunt-in-law had both given birth to twins, but they did not have spiritual roots. After the age of five, they were sent to an island where mortals gathered, and the immortals and mortals were separated forever.