Wei State, Qingyuefang City.
In a secret room, Wang Qingqing was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, and a five or six-year-old boy stood in front of her. The boy was a little fat, with a round face, and he looked cute and cute.
Wang Qingze and Lin Sisi stood aside, both looking a little nervous. Lin Sisi had a big belly and was obviously pregnant.
After being introduced by an acquaintance, Lin Sisi married Wang Qingze as a concubine, and the whole family benefited from it. Her parents were arranged to work in the Wang family's shop, and her younger brother also found a good job, working as a spiritual chef. If she could become a spiritual chef, her salary would be better. good.
Lin Sisi has been married to Wang Qingze for more than ten years and gave birth to two sons and two daughters to Wang Qingze. Unfortunately, only one daughter has spiritual roots, and she has four spiritual roots.
The boy in green is Wang Qiuxin, the third son of Wang Qingze.
In Wang Changxing's lineage, except for Wang Qingze, all other children and grandchildren have pseudo-spiritual roots. Wang Qingze doesn't like to practice and has missed the best age for foundation building. Now all his hopes are placed on his children.
Wang Qingqing put her right hand on Wang Qiuxin's wrist and was checking his spiritual roots.
After a while, Wang Qingqing took back her palm, with a smile on her face, and said: "Congratulations! Third brother, third sister-in-law, Qiu Xin has good qualifications, three spiritual roots, let me see which spiritual root he has. Highest."
Wang Qingqing took out the measuring ruler, flicked it, and a large white glow swept out, covering Wang Qiuxin.
Soon, the three colors of gold and red earth lit up in the white glow.
"The sensitivity of the golden spirit root is the highest, reaching seventy. Congratulations! Third brother."
After hearing this, Wang Qingze breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his worries. Lin Sisi was ecstatic.
She knew that her husband had always wanted a son with true spiritual roots so that he could speak for his lineage.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Bamei. After a while, I will send Qiu Lei home and ask his grandfather to discipline him strictly. He must not follow in my footsteps."
Wang Qingze looked serious, like a strict father. He didn't listen to Wang Changxing's words back then, but now he regrets it and hopes that his son will not imitate him.
"Goo!"
Wang Qiuxin's stomach growled. He touched his bulging belly, looked at Wang Qingze and said, "Dad, I'm hungry again. Can I go eat now?"
Wang Qingze frowned and said, "Didn't you just eat three bowls of beef noodles an hour ago?"
"You said it was an hour ago, and it has been digested long ago."
Wang Qiuxin said aggrievedly.
Wang Qingqing chuckled lightly and said: "Third brother, you are a kid! When you grow taller, you get hungry faster."
"Madam, you take Qiuxin down to have something to eat first. I have something to talk with Bamei."
Lin Sisi responded and left with Wang Qiuxin.
"Eight Sister, do you think what technique is better for Qiu Xin to practice? Does he have a chance to become an weapon refiner?"
Wang Qingze asked expectantly. The weapon refiner is the most important and well-paid member of the Wang family. He finally gave birth to a son with three spiritual roots. Naturally, he hopes that this son can build the foundation. He and Wang Changxing have worked hard for most of their lives. The accumulated contribution points cannot be taken into the coffin, but can only be left to future generations.
Wang Qingqing smiled slightly and said: "Third brother, Qiu Xin is only five years old. How can you tell that his golden spirit root has the highest sensitivity, so he naturally practices metal-based skills. Don't worry! Third brother, after returning to the clan, Third Uncle can Accompany Qiu Xin to the Sutra Pavilion to choose exercises, and the clan elder will recommend suitable exercises to him, so you don’t have to worry."
"I can't help it. I finally got a good seedling. I hope he won't follow my old path and practice hard. By the way, Bamei, you booked a banquet. Lingbang is out of stock. There is no steamed Lingbang. Here. How about you change the dish?"
"No problem, just do what you want. The people here are all foundation-building monks. You can't make any mistakes. Otherwise, they will think that our Wang family doesn't know how to treat guests."
Wang Qingqing has been in charge of Qingyuefang City for three years. She has a cheerful personality, likes to make friends, and has made many comrades.
"It's natural. Don't worry. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
Wang Qingze turned and left.
That night, at You hour, Wang Qingqing appeared in a private room on the fourth floor of Sihai Restaurant.
In addition to Wang Qingqing, there are four men and one woman, all of whom are foundation-building monks.
The five of them are all second-level weapon refiners, either from a cultivating sect or a cultivating family. Every once in a while, Wang Qingqing invites them to have a drink and dinner at Sihai Restaurant, where they can exchange experiences on weapon refining and gain a lot of inspiration.
"Fairy Wang, I'm sorry to have cost you money again."
A polite young man in a red shirt said with embarrassment. He was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Heavenly Arms Sect, and he was clearly a disciple of the Heavenly Arms Sect.
Wang Qingqing smiled slightly and said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Li is joking. We are friends. If you say this, you will be out of touch. I don't have anything to entertain. It's just a common meal."
After eating and drinking, these second-level weapon refiners will naturally say a few more words when exchanging their experience in weapon refinement.
"This won't work. You've invited us many times. If Li will be your host another day, I hope Fairy Wang will definitely come."
"Brother Li Yan said, Fairy Wang, we must return the invitation once."
Wang Qingqing smiled brightly and said: "Then it's settled, everyone, please don't be polite and use your chopsticks! The ingredients are all the freshest, and they are all home-cooked dishes. Please don't dislike it, fellow Taoists."
Wang Qingqing exchanged cups with them, drinking and eating while exchanging their experiences in refining weapons.
"By the way, Fairy Wang, our Heavenly Weapon Sect plans to hold a Heavenly Weapon Conference. The Heavenly Weapon Conference is not only a large-scale auction, but also an exchange meeting for weapon refiners. Before the auction, there will be a weapon refining competition. First, The name comes with great rewards, do you want to participate?"
Li Yan asked enthusiastically, with a sincere tone.
"Heavenly Soldiers Conference?" Wang Qingqing suddenly became interested and asked: "When will it be held? Where will it be held?"
"White Dragon Valley, in half a year, there will be many weapon refiners participating. Our weapon refinement level may not be able to win first place, but it would be good to communicate with other second-level weapon refiners and exchange weapon refinement materials by the way."
Wang Qingqing nodded and said with a smile: "That's great, I will definitely participate when the time comes."
She is based in Qingyuefang City, which is more symbolic. She can go to Bailong Valley to participate in the Heavenly Soldiers Conference.
She knew the news in advance, so she had to prepare early and prepare some exchange materials. This news must be reported to the family. Tianbingmen will hold a large-scale auction, and many monks will definitely participate. The Wang family can take the opportunity to sell their own goods. If it's done properly, it's not impossible to make a lot of money.
Two hours later, everyone left one after another and went back to their homes.
Three days later, Wang Qingqing left Qingyuefang City with a group of tribesmen and headed straight for Wangjiabao.