"Of course, these are my opinions. It is up to you to decide what to do," Zhuge Yuanhong said with a smile.
Teng Qingshan nodded and smiled: "Master, you are more comprehensive than I thought. By the way, Master, can you let me take some of the 'Spirit of the North Sea'?"
"You got the Spirit of the North Sea with all your might. Tell me, how many drops do you need?" Zhuge Yuanhong asked, and Teng Qingshan thought about it: "There are only about three thousand sets of fire-gilt armor. In the mountains, I can get a cavalry force of 1,500 men. Master, you can give me 1,500 drops of 'Spirit of the North Sea' and that will be enough."
Zhuge Yuanhong looked at Elder Wu and said respectfully: "Master, the spirit of the North Sea is with you, please bring me two bottles."
"Um."
Elder Wu smiled and turned into an afterimage before disappearing into the house.
In just a moment, Elder Wu came back.
"Qingshan." Elder Wu handed over two black jade bottles with corks, "There are about a thousand drops of the spirit of the North Sea in this bottle, and the two bottles are a total of two thousand drops."
Zhuge Yuanhong smiled lightly and said, "If it's not enough, let's talk."
"There are only a few people under my command, enough is enough." Teng Qingshan smiled and took the two jade bottles and put them in the package behind him, "Master, how many of these 'flaming red lotus seeds' do you want? Let the acquired extreme masters break through to become Xiantian virtual pills, and let the Xiantian solid pills reach Xiantian golden pills!"
"It really is a miraculous spirit treasure." Elder Wu couldn't help admiring.
"Three is enough." Zhuge Yuanhong nodded.
Teng Qingshan opened the jade box in the package, there were eight lotus seeds left in it, he took out three of them and handed them to Zhuge Yuanhong. Baby who wouldn't want it? In fact, Zhuge Yuanhong also wanted a lot, but... Zhuge Yuanhong understood that the 21-year-old Void Realm powerhouse was unprecedented, and there might be no one to come after!
In the future, it is certain that Teng Qingshan will reach the Great Achievement of Void Realm.
Reaching the hole is also very sure.
It is not impossible to become the most powerful person in the legend, and stand side by side with Yuhuang, Qinling Tiandi and others! If Guiyuanzong wants to pass it on for thousands of years, I'm afraid it will depend on Teng Qingshan. Naturally, Zhuge Yuanhong just suggested many things, even if there are treasures...he will not be greedy for ink.
"Master." Teng Qingshan's voice suddenly became low.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Zhuge Yuanhong asked.
"Where are Qingqing's ashes?" Teng Qingshan felt distressed when he said this.
Zhuge Yuanhong's expression changed, and he sighed: "Come with me."
*****
Because of the constant slaughter in Kyushu, few cemeteries were built. For example, for some large sects, if the cemetery is built outside the city, they are worried about being digged. But in the city, how many cemeteries does a large sect need for thousands of years? There simply isn't enough space to build a cemetery. So the body is cremated and the urn is protected, which is done almost everywhere in the world.
"eleven!"
Teng Qingshan's eyes fell on a tower in front of him, there were so many cremated urns of Gui Yuanzong's dead colleagues.
"Qingshan, Qingqing's urn is on the third floor of the eleventh tower. It is made of ice and jade. You can see it at a glance." Zhuge Yuanhong also had a trace of sadness in his eyes. The most painful thing in the world is a white-haired person giving a black-haired person. Zhuge Qing's death had indeed dealt a great blow to Zhuge Yuanhong.
"Yes, master."
Teng Qingshan carried a basket, which contained incense candles, jugs, wine glasses and many other worship items, and immediately stepped into the tower building. Although the tower building had windows with sunlight shining on it, the whole tower building seemed very gloomy and cold for no reason. There are stone tablets that are nearly three feet high, and each stone tablet is densely carved with many names.
clatter! clatter! clatter!
Stepping on the stone stairs, a gust of cold wind blows through the tower.
The third floor is here!
There are not many urns on the third floor, obviously not full. Although there are ten tall stone tablets standing upright, only one stone tablet has dense names on it, and the other stone tablets are empty.
"Qingqing." Teng Qingshan glanced in front of the first stone tablet.
The fifth row, the seventeenth name - 'Zhuge Qing'.
The girl who looked like a banished fairy back then is now just one of the many names on the tombstone.
"It's been almost four years, Qingqing..." Teng Qingshan walked to the many urns behind the tombstone. Among them, the urns that seemed to be made of transparent ice were very obvious. Below the right side of the three characters, there are a few small characters—the characters left by my father Zhuge Yuanhong!
"Qingqing, it's been four years, but I feel like it happened yesterday." Teng Qingshan squatted down, put down all kinds of worship items, lit the incense candles, and poured glasses of sake.
…
"Brother Teng."
"Can, can you, kiss, kiss me. Just like husband, kiss, wife, son!"
…
The sad scene was still in front of his eyes, Teng Qingshan couldn't help feeling heartbroken looking at the urn in front of him.
Holding the jug in his hand, there was still more than half of the wine in the jug, Teng Qingshan raised his head and poured the wine in the jug into his mouth, gurgling~~~ Teng Qingshan kept drinking, almost drank it all in one breath, there was still some wine Sprinkled on the skirt, the heat is like a flame burning in the chest.
"Qingqing, brother Teng hasn't come to see you for so long, and he finally came today."
"Finally home!"
Teng Qingshan gently stroked the urn, the urn made of ice and jade was extremely cold, Teng Qingshan lowered his head and kissed the urn lightly, before he died, he only asked Teng Qingshan for a kiss, just like a husband kisses his wife A kiss on the urn of the poor girl.
"Qingqing, Brother Teng can't do anything for you."
"I can only guarantee that your brother, your parents, and the others will have a good life... let Gui Yuanzong pass it down forever, and let the Qinghu Island that killed you disappear in smoke!"
Teng Qingshan softly swore in front of Miss Qing's urn.
*****
In the evening of that day, Teng Qingshan returned to the Li Mansion in Nanxing County with two bottles of 'Spirit of the North Sea'.
the next morning.
Huhu~~ The cold wind was blowing in the morning, on the training ground, the huge six-legged knife chi was lying in the pit, with a pair of huge golden protruding eyes staring at Teng Qingshan practicing boxing. I started to lie down and think hard by myself.
"breathe… "
Liuzudaochi's breath had a fishy smell.
"A Beast, A Dong." Teng Qingshan shouted.
"Teacher (Master)!" Teng Shou and Yang Dong responded together.
Teng Qingshan couldn't help but glanced at Teng Beast: "A Beast."
"Brother forgot to call 'Master' again." Yang Dong laughed and said, when they came to Kyushu, Teng Qingshan also forced the two to change their habits, no longer called Teacher but Master, and disciples also changed their name to 'Disciple'. Teng Beast touched his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "Yes, master, the disciple remembers."
Teng Qingshan nodded and looked at Yang Dong: "A-Dong, how are you practicing boxing?"
"That's it." Yang Dong shook his head helplessly, "I still don't feel anything."
Beside Teng Beast said: "Master, A-Dong is not suitable for practicing Neijiaquan."
It has been half a year since Yang Dong was accepted as a disciple, but Yang Dong has not achieved any results in internal boxing. Compared with the highly savvy 'Teng Beast', it is too different.
"It's best to be suitable, and you shouldn't force it." Teng Qingshan shook his head secretly. If all the disciples he accepted by Teng Qingshan can practice Neijiaquan at the beginning, they will carry forward Neijiaquan in the future, that would be great. It's a pity that Neijiaquan has slightly higher qualification requirements.
"A-Dong, open your mouth." Teng Qingshan ordered.
"Huh?" Yang Dong was taken aback.
Teng Qingshan walked to the ground beside him, picked up the package, took out a jade bottle from the package, and gently pushed aside the cork.
"Open your mouth." Teng Qingshan frowned.
"Yes, teacher." Feeling nervous, Yang Dong also called teacher again.
Teng Qingshan stretched out a water-blue Gang Jin from his hand, dipped a drop of 'Northern Sea Spirit' into the jade bottle, wrapped it with Gang Jin and sent it to Yang Dong's mouth, releasing the Gang Jin.
tick!
A drop of the spirit of the North Sea fell into Yang Dong's body, and Yang Dong's face suddenly turned red, then blue again, and his whole body trembled.
"Huh?" Teng Qingshan put his hand on Yang Dong's shoulder, and a trace of water-blue energy immediately penetrated into Yang Dong's body. Teng Qingshan immediately felt some scenes in the meridians in Yang Dong's body, and a smile appeared on Teng Qingshan's face: "As expected." It is the spirit of the North Sea, and its effect is somewhat better than that of Zhu Guo."
After a cup of tea.
Yang Dong's face returned to calm, and then he opened his eyes.
"Hey, master." Yang Dong looked at Teng Qingshan in surprise, "I, I feel that the inner strength in my body is very strong."
"You have reached the acquired limit now, and even your meridians have been transformed." Teng Qingshan took out a secret book from his arms, but the writing on it was Duanmu Dalu's handwriting. After you have cultivated to the innate golden elixir realm, you will practice this secret book in the future."
Throwing it casually, Yang Dong took it in surprise.
Although the Mu family didn't care about the many secret books hidden in the treasures of the Tianfeng family back then, the Mu family had Duanmu Tianshen's inheritance after all, but Teng Qingshan still took them with him.
With so many secret books of the Tianfeng family, plus the robbing of other families' secret books, the number of secret books is several times stronger than that of Gui Yuanzong.
"Starting today, I will teach you the sword technique "Forty-nine Swords of Qinglian". In terms of power, the power of "Forty-nine Swords of Qinglian" is almost the same as that of "Seventy-two Styles of Earth Splitting". You must not be careless." .If you fail in sword practice, I will never teach you martial arts in the future." Teng Qingshan said solemnly.
"Yes, Master." Feeling the pressure, Yang Dong didn't dare to play around anymore, and even replied respectfully.
*****
On the morning of the second day after teaching Yang Dong how to practice swordsmanship, Teng Qingshan hired some troops and guards from the Li family to escort three large boxes of 'Fire Gilded Iron' to Jiangning County City. After all, Liuzu Daochi cannot be allowed to come to Guiyuanzong arrogantly. The six-legged knife is too big and easy to expose.
"Xiaojun, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back in a few days." Teng Qingshan said.
"Be careful on the road."
At the gate of Li Mansion, Li Jun watched Teng Qingshan and a group of guards leave with the gilt iron wooden box.
…
"Huh? Second brother, look at that woman."
Not far from the street, two ordinary youths were looking at Li Jun from a distance.
"Hey, isn't she the person the higher-ups are looking for? It seems that they started looking for this woman three years ago?"
"Yes, it's her, exactly the same as in the portrait. I didn't expect that we would find her after three years."
The two young people looked at each other with joy in their eyes, this time they sent it!