At the gate of Xiang's mansion, Xiang Shaohua saw Xiang Nan coming with one hand carrying the coffin, and felt very distressed.
"Xiao Nan, you're back." Xiang Shaohua stepped forward and took the coffin from Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan flicked the jade beads in his hair, and said, "How is mother?"
Xiang Shaohua's complexion darkened slightly, and he said, "It's been a long time since I've had a problem for many years. When it's cloudy and rainy, I can't get out of bed."
Xiang Nan nodded: "I want to go and see my mother, please put away this coffin, we will bury Grandpa Li tomorrow."
Passing through several empty courtyards, Xiang Nan's footsteps were a little slower. There used to be blooming flowers here, but now they are desolate and no one cares about them.
"Anyway, I got this physical body from the Xiang family, so I will be as loyal and filial to the Xiang family as Xiang Nan."
Xiang Nan clenched his fists, pushed the door open and entered.
The room was large, but it was also very empty. The Xiang family had gone from bad to worse over the years. Most of the valuable furniture had been sold off, and the air was filled with a faint smell of inferior herbs.
Xiang Nan stood quietly by the bed, looking at the middle-aged woman carefully, his eyes gradually became softer.
Xiang Nan suddenly felt a little lucky, maybe his death was really not a bad thing.
After he died once, he had a mother that he never had in his previous life.
He slowly backed out of the door, and said nonuo in his mouth: "Mother, I hope you recover soon."
"Father, I want to meet Grandpa." Xiang Nan found Xiang Shaohua and said solemnly.
Xiang Shaohua hesitated for a while, and pondered: "But your grandfather hasn't left the customs for three years, so he disturbed you at this time..."
Xiang Nan shook his head slightly: "My son knows it well."
Xiang Shaohua hesitated again, then took his son to the deepest courtyard.
Xiang Shaohua had many doubts, why his son suddenly became so tough, why his temper became calmer than before.
Xiang Zhanxiong's place of retreat is in an extremely deep underground chamber in Xiangfu.
The father and son arrived one after the other and knocked on the stone door. After a full cup of tea, a deep voice came from inside the door: "Come in."
Xiang Shaohua patted Xiang Nan on the shoulder, turned and left.
Xiang Nan entered the stone room, closed the stone door with his backhand, and said, "Grandfather Li Zhong has gone."
Hearing this, a long sigh came from the shadow of the stone room, and that sigh contained helplessness and guilt.
Through the light, Xiang Nan observed his own grandfather, Xiang Zhanxiong. This man had a straight nose and a wide mouth, with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes. There was a heroic look between his brows, but the gray hair on his temples was enough to show that this old man had been very depressed in recent years. .
The only backer of the Xiang family now is Xiang Zhanxiong. He has been trapped in Guiyuan Jiuzhong for so many years, and there may be some way to help him break through.
Looking at Xiang Zhanxiong's face at this time, Xiang Nan already had some eyebrows in his heart.
Xiang Zhanxiong was also looking at Xiang Nan, and said, "Have you reached the seventh level of Body Tempering? It seems that Xiaonan is very hardworking."
Xiang Nan bowed slightly, and said, "Xiao Nan dare not be negligent, Grandpa, has your cultivation been going well recently?"
This sentence made Xiang Zhanxiong even more sad. It seems that there is still no progress in breaking through the bottleneck.
The grandfather and grandson chatted for a long time before parting.
Xiang Nan thought, Grandpa's brows were rosy, and his words were full of air. Obviously, it was not because of a mistake in his cultivation, but because he really encountered a bottleneck.
Xiang Nan has a way to help his grandfather through the difficulties, but the key is that he has no money and cannot buy the necessary spiritual grass and elixir. At this time, the Xiang family's financial resources have already been exhausted.
After returning to the room, Xiang Nan sat cross-legged and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, so as to refine his dantian and improve his martial arts realm.
With his heaven-defying talent and the conjoined mentality that comes with the Benlei gun, he entered the breakthrough stage in less than a stick of kung fu, reaching the eighth level of body tempering!
But at the moment of the breakthrough, Xiang Nan felt a great sense of emptiness in his body. His skin was aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even wrinkles had appeared.
Xiang Nan stopped in a hurry, his complexion extremely solemn, and gradually, the wrinkles on his skin disappeared again.
"No way..." Xiang Nan shook his head, and said to himself, "Raising the realm will quickly drain the spiritual energy in my body, and reckless promotion will turn me into a mummy."
Without spirit herbs or elixirs, raising one's realm would mean courting death, but only ordinary first-grade spirit herbs are worth three hundred gold coins!
Pills and spirit grasses are divided into nine grades, and spirit grass is an important material for refining pills, and often a single medicine pill is dozens or even hundreds of times the value of spirit grasses of the same grade!
Xiang Nan smiled wryly, he didn't even have a first-grade spiritual herb, pill? That is more like a daydream.
Time to check out that treasure chest.
Without any hesitation, Xiang Nan took advantage of the heavy rain and rushed to the Black Front Mountain Range overnight.
The Black Front Mountain Range is located in the border area of Qingshi Town, and the journey is not too far away.
Xiang Nan shuttled through the mountains and forests, constantly recalling the location of the treasure in his mind.
"Found it! So it really exists." Xiang Nan pushed aside the dense bushes and found the stone gate in front of a section of mountain wall.
At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared in the distant sky.
Xiang Nan looked back, it should be that the Qingshi City was bursting with fireworks, in order to celebrate Xuan Qingzhu's engagement...
In Xiang Nan's mind, he recalled the last words Xuan Qingzhu said before he died.
"Mu Chen, I once seriously liked you."
"But I don't regret killing you today. Between love and future, I choose future."
These were the last words that Xuan Qingzhu said before pointing the steel needle in Bai Muchen's brow.
"Heh... the future." Xiang Nan laughed sadly.
"Xuan Qingzhu, is this what you want?"
"Let's meet again in the future! By then, I hope you won't regret it either."
After finishing speaking, Xiang Nan strode into the cave with his head held high and disappeared into the darkness.
In the depths of the cave, lights flickered.
In an instant, the colorful colors illuminated Xiang Nan, who couldn't keep his eyes open.
"My God..." Xiang Nan was stunned.
Inside the cave, it was built into a small palace pattern. In the center, there were piles of gold coins as high as two people. It was simply a small mountain of gold coins.
Roughly estimated, at least there are five or six million gold coins! Such a huge number, even in the most glorious period of the Xiang family, never had it.
"Well..." Xiang Nan was overjoyed: "So many gold coins are enough to buy the spiritual herbs I need."
And beside the walls around the small palace, there are rows of wooden frames.
On the wooden frame on the south wall, there are all kinds of calligraphy, paintings and antiques, the value of these things is astonishing! Another good income.
But it's better not to sell these things unless it's absolutely necessary. Now that I'm too weak, it's easy for me to attract attention and cause trouble for my upper body.
And on the north wall, there is also a whole row of wooden frames, all of which are filled with spiritual herbs and even medicinal herbs!
A light flashed in Xiang Nan's eyes: "This is really what you want!"