Cultivation of Immortality

Qing'er didn't answer Hongshi's question, because there was no need to answer. Even a sheep would not be killed immediately by such a knife, let alone such a big tiger.

Qing'er walked to her son worriedly. Zhui'er was so tired that she had no strength at this time, but she was still waving her soft arms and hitting the tiger's head with rocks. She stepped forward and pulled gently, and Zhui'er became angry. Panting, he leaned against her, and then slid down softly.

"Zhui'er." Qing'er picked up her son and called out nervously.

Zhui'er, who was covered in sweat, struggled to open his eyes and glanced at his mother, then closed his eyes tiredly.

Hongshi came over, looked at Zhui'er and then at Tiger, moved his lips several times before asking Qing'er in a low voice, "Do you think it's Zhui'er?"

Qing'er rolled her eyes at him and said, "Who else could he be? He can even beat the monsters in the water. You still don't believe what I said!" After that, she hugged her son and walked slowly to the bedside. , after sitting down, she hugged her son so distressedly and let her son sleep peacefully in her arms.

Hongshi quietly changed out of his wet pants, then squatted on a rock and pondered his thoughts in silence.

After all this tossing, neither Hongshi nor Qing'er dared to sleep anymore. When it was almost dawn, Zhui'er still fell into a deep sleep. Qing'er put him down and hugged his son to sleep, while Hongshi took out a short knife and cut him open. Tiger skin, tiger skin is a valuable thing, and such a big tiger skin is even more valuable. For Hong Shi, who has been living a hard life, he is reluctant to throw away such a valuable item.

When Qing'er woke up, she first glanced at her sleeping son. Her son's pale face made her heart tighten. She turned to look for Hongshi, only to see Hongshi squatting next to the half-skinned tiger and waving to her.

Qing'er stood up carefully and walked over. Hongshi pointed at the tiger's internal organs that were bleeding all over the floor for her to see.

"What's wrong?" Qing'er asked in confusion.

"It's all smashed to pieces!" Hong Shi whispered with raised eyebrows and eyes, expressing the weirdness of this matter with an exaggerated expression.

Hearing what he said, Qing'er lowered her head and looked carefully. Hongshi pointed with a branch and said, "This should be its heart. Look, it's all rotten into mud. Also, look at this part of the intestine. It's also rotten." Yes, and..."

Qing'er remained silent as she looked at the places pointed by Hong Shi one by one.

"What kind of skill does our son have? His internal organs were completely smashed through the skin and meat. No wonder the tiger died instantly." Hongshi looked at his wife with confused eyes.

Qing'er breathed out slightly, looked at her husband and said, "Can ordinary people defeat the monsters in the river? I don't have the intention to explore this now. You should go and see your son's complexion first. I don't think he looks innocent." Due to fatigue, I have never seen him look so ugly."

The couple tiptoed back to the bed. Hongshi touched his son's forehead with his hand, then pulled Qing'er away for two steps and whispered, "It's not hot. I think you're just exhausted. You Don't scare yourself."

Qing'er shook her head worriedly and said, "In many legends, the use of mana by immortals will cause losses to themselves. I suspect that the child has suffered too much loss."

Hongshi comforted him, "It's okay to fight with monsters, but what's the point of killing a tiger? I think he got tired from endlessly hunting tigers. Even if it's a bit worn out as you said, he'll recover after raising it." Don't worry too much."

Qing'er felt that what he said was a little bit

It makes sense, so he asked with confusion in his eyes, "Why does this kid seem to have a deep hatred for this tiger? I have never seen him so cruel."

Hongshi nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, I find it strange too. The ferocity with which he hit the tiger on the head is really puzzling. I think..." Hongshi scratched his head and continued, "You remember he always said that the tiger Is it a 'bad thing'? Maybe he sensed that this tiger was determined to eat us, and he couldn't persuade him to leave, so Zhuo'er became anxious. "

Qing'er shook her head in confusion. She vaguely felt that this matter might not be that simple. She could only ask her son what the reason was after he woke up.

Hongshi was still thinking about the tiger skin and said to Qing'er, "Please help me turn this tiger over and I will peel off the skin. This is worth a lot of money."

Qing'er hesitated and said, "It's so heavy to carry such a big tiger skin. I don't know how long it will take to get out of this wilderness."

"I'm carrying it, I'm carrying it, it's worth a lot of money." Hong Shi looked at his wife longingly.

Qing'er was also a little tempted by the wealth that was given to her. Seeing that her husband insisted on taking the tiger skin with him, she helped turn the tiger over, and then went back to guard her son.

Zhui'er didn't wake up for a whole day.

Hongshi was busy cleaning the tiger skin. He was only proficient in the skills of tanning fur and had no usable materials on hand, so he had to make do with it. After working for a while, he came over to check on his son. At noon, he roasted some meat and wanted to take care of his son. Qing'er firmly objected to waking her up to have something to eat. Because she had practiced world cultivation, Qing'er intuitively believed that she shouldn't wake her son up at will at this time.

In the afternoon, Qing'er saw that her son's face was gradually turning rosy, and she couldn't help but feel relieved. Because she was afraid that Hongshi would wake up her son if he slept unsteadily at night, she pushed Hongshi aside to sleep that night.

At dawn the next day, Hongshi pushed Qing'er awake. Qing'er was startled by his two shining eyes and thought it was a wild beast.

Hong Shi excitedly held something with a faint red light between his index finger and thumb and showed it to Qing'er.

"What is this?" Qing'er asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"What do you think?" Hongshi held the thing in his hand instead.

Qing'er opened her eyes and took a closer look at it in the morning light. It was a red bead the size of a mung bean. It was crystal clear and round, and seemed to have radiance flowing around it, like a living thing.

Hongshi couldn't bear it before Qing'er opened his mouth and said, "I got up at night and accidentally saw a faint red light in the tiger's open belly. When I took it out, it was this thing!"

"Do you think this is... a pill?" Qing'er understood why her husband was so excited. She realized that this bead might be the legendary magical pill, and her heart started to beat wildly.

"Most likely!" Hong Shi carefully placed the red bead on his wife's open palm and said with uncontrollable joy, "If this is really a pill, then the things in the legend are true. This is It’s a priceless treasure, do you know how amazing it is?”

Qing'er stared at the bead and said, "You have told me all the stories you know. Can I not know?"

Hongshi chuckled and said, "Didn't you tell me all the stories you know?"

When the two first got married, they often cuddled together at night and told each other stories they had heard. It was the sweetest time for them. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for them to finish telling all the stories. Qing'er didn't answer Hongshi's question, because there was no need to answer. Even a sheep would not be killed immediately by such a knife, let alone such a big tiger.

Qing'er walked to her son worriedly. Zhui'er was so tired that she had no strength at this time, but she was still waving her soft arms and hitting the tiger's head with rocks. She stepped forward and pulled gently, and Zhui'er became angry. Panting, he leaned against her, and then slid down softly.

"Zhui'er." Qing'er picked up her son and called out nervously.

Zhui'er, who was covered in sweat, struggled to open his eyes and glanced at his mother, then closed his eyes tiredly.

Hongshi came over, looked at Zhui'er and then at Tiger, moved his lips several times before asking Qing'er in a low voice, "Do you think it's Zhui'er?"

Qing'er rolled her eyes at him and said, "Who else could he be? He can even beat the monsters in the water. You still don't believe what I said!" After that, she hugged her son and walked slowly to the bedside. , after sitting down, she hugged her son so distressedly and let her son sleep peacefully in her arms.

Hongshi quietly changed out of his wet pants, then squatted on a rock and pondered his thoughts in silence.

After all this tossing, neither Hongshi nor Qing'er dared to sleep anymore. When it was almost dawn, Zhui'er still fell into a deep sleep. Qing'er put him down and hugged his son to sleep, while Hongshi took out a short knife and cut him open. Tiger skin, tiger skin is a valuable thing, and such a big tiger skin is even more valuable. For Hong Shi, who has been living a hard life, he is reluctant to throw away such a valuable item.

When Qing'er woke up, she first glanced at her sleeping son. Her son's pale face made her heart tighten. She turned to look for Hongshi, only to see Hongshi squatting next to the half-skinned tiger and waving to her.

Qing'er stood up carefully and walked over. Hongshi pointed at the tiger's internal organs that were bleeding all over the floor for her to see.

"What's wrong?" Qing'er asked in confusion.

"It's all smashed to pieces!" Hong Shi whispered with raised eyebrows and eyes, expressing the weirdness of this matter with an exaggerated expression.

Hearing what he said, Qing'er lowered her head and looked carefully. Hongshi pointed with a branch and said, "This should be its heart. Look, it's all rotten into mud. Also, look at this part of the intestine. It's also rotten." Yes, and..."

Qing'er remained silent as she looked at the places pointed by Hong Shi one by one.

"What kind of skill does our son have? His internal organs were completely smashed through the skin and meat. No wonder the tiger died instantly." Hongshi looked at his wife with confused eyes.

Qing'er breathed out slightly, looked at her husband and said, "Can ordinary people defeat the monsters in the river? I don't have the intention to explore this now. You should go and see your son's complexion first. I don't think he looks innocent." Due to fatigue, I have never seen him look so ugly."

The couple tiptoed back to the bed. Hongshi touched his son's forehead with his hand, then pulled Qing'er away for two steps and whispered, "It's not hot. I think you're just exhausted. You Don't scare yourself."

Qing'er shook her head worriedly and said, "In many legends, the immortal's use of magic will cause damage to himself. I suspect that the child has lost too much."

Hongshi comforted him, "It's okay to fight with monsters, but what's the point of killing a tiger? I think he got tired from endlessly hunting tigers. Even if it's a little worn out like you said, he'll recover after raising it." Don't worry too much."

Qing'er felt that what he said was a little bit

It makes sense, so he asked with confusion in his eyes, "Why does this kid seem to have a deep hatred for this tiger? I have never seen him so cruel."

Hongshi nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, I find it strange too. The ferocity with which he hit the tiger on the head is really puzzling. I think..." Hongshi scratched his head and continued, "You remember he always said that the tiger Is it a 'bad thing'? Maybe he sensed that this tiger was determined to eat us, and he couldn't persuade him to leave, so Zhui'er became anxious. "

Qing'er shook her head in confusion. She vaguely felt that this matter might not be that simple. She could only ask her son what the reason was after he woke up.

Hongshi was still thinking about the tiger skin and said to Qing'er, "Please help me turn this tiger over and I will peel off the skin. This is worth a lot of money."

Qing'er hesitated and said, "It's so heavy to carry such a big tiger skin. I don't know how long it will take to get out of this wilderness."

"I'm carrying it, I'm carrying it, it's worth a lot of money." Hong Shi looked at his wife longingly.

Qing'er was also a little tempted by the wealth that was given to her. Seeing that her husband insisted on taking the tiger skin with him, she helped turn the tiger over, and then went back to guard her son.

Zhuo'er didn't wake up for a whole day.

Hongshi was busy cleaning the tiger skin. He was only proficient in the skills of tanning fur and had no usable materials on hand, so he had to make do with it. After working for a while, he came over to check on his son. At noon, he roasted some meat and wanted to take care of his son. Qing'er firmly objected to waking her up to have something to eat. Because she had practiced world cultivation, Qing'er intuitively believed that she shouldn't wake her son up at will at this time.

In the afternoon, Qing'er saw that her son's face was gradually turning rosy, and she couldn't help but feel relieved. Because she was afraid that Hongshi would wake up her son if he slept unsteadily at night, she pushed Hongshi aside to sleep that night.

At dawn the next day, Hongshi pushed Qing'er awake. Qing'er was startled by his two shining eyes and thought it was a wild beast.

Hong Shi excitedly held something with a faint red light between his index finger and thumb and showed it to Qing'er.

"What is this?" Qing'er asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"What do you think?" Hongshi held the thing in his hand instead.

Qing'er opened her eyes and took a closer look at it in the morning light. It was a red bead the size of a mung bean. It was crystal clear and round, and seemed to have radiance flowing around it, like a living thing.

Hongshi couldn't bear it before Qing'er opened his mouth and said, "I got up at night and accidentally saw a faint red light in the tiger's open belly. When I took it out, it was this thing!"

"Do you think this is... a pill?" Qing'er understood why her husband was so excited. She realized that this bead might be the legendary magical pill, and her heart started to beat wildly.

"Most likely!" Hong Shi carefully placed the red bead on his wife's open palm and said with uncontrollable joy, "If this is really a pill, then the things in the legend are true. This is It’s a priceless treasure, do you know how amazing it is?”

Qing'er stared at the bead and said, "You have told me all the stories you know. Can I not know?"

Hongshi chuckled and said, "Didn't you tell me all the stories you know?"

When the two first got married, they often cuddled together at night and told each other stories they had heard. It was the sweetest time for them. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for them to finish telling all the stories.