Longevity starts from having a daughter in old age

Qinghe Sword Sect

Baihefang City

Muqiao Street

The sky was overcast and it was drizzling.

On a muddy street, a group of low-level Qigong practitioners wearing old robes were craning their heads to watch the excitement.

"Xu Mu, why haven't you moved out yet? Do I have to do it?"

There were several subordinates behind him. Manager Liu with sinister eyes stared at a middle-aged man with slightly gray hair in the yard and said coldly.

"Manager Liu, can you please give me a little more grace? My wife is about to give birth!" Xu Mu said with a smile.

"It's none of our business when your wife gives birth, she's not our child!"

Behind Guanshi Liu, a short fat man said jokingly with triangular eyes.

Several other people burst into laughter.

Xu Mu's blood instantly rushed to his face.

He clenched his fists slightly and almost rushed forward to fight the opponent desperately.

"Please help me, Lord Steward. When I have the spiritual stone, I will make up for all the difference!"

After a moment of anger, Xu Mu took a deep breath and calmed down. He relaxed his fists slightly and his tone became calm.

He himself could have died.

But is he dead?

What should I do if my wife is about to give birth?

At his age, having a family and a family, even death is a luxury.

"Help? How to help? Everyone is like you, do I still want to be the boss? If you don't have the spirit stone, get out of here right away! If you still let me see you after an hour, don't blame me for being rude!"

Manager Liu snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and turned around to leave.

Xu Mu gritted his teeth, but he didn't even dare to say a harsh word.

As for thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi?

Just save it!

He is over sixty years old this year. In another thirty years, the grass on his grave may be three feet high.

Xu Mu returned to the house dejectedly and began to pack his things.

His wife Ye Yingying walked out of the bedroom with a pregnant belly.

Her fair and pretty face was full of guilt.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been infected with wind evil some time ago and spent all my savings, our family wouldn't be unable to pay the rent!"

Xu Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with you. Now the rent is rising three times a day. Even if we can survive this time, next time, and the next time, we will be kicked out sooner or later!"

Recently, the Qinghe Sword Sect and the Soul Refining Demon Sect started a war. In order to collect war resources, the families responsible for managing Fangshi constantly exploited the people below.

I remember that when he first moved to Muqiao Lane, his monthly rent was only two yuan of low-grade spirit stones, but now, it has risen to ten yuan, a full five times increase.

It is likely to rise again this month.

Although he is an alchemist, his income is not high. He only earns more than ten low-grade spiritual stones in a month.

After deducting living expenses and his own cultivation consumption, the remaining spiritual stones cannot afford the high rent.

During this period of time, I have been barely able to survive almost entirely on my previous savings.

As for Ye Yingying's last illness, it could only be regarded as adding insult to injury, and her departure was advanced by several months.

After comforting his wife, Xu Mu continued to pack his things, but he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"I didn't expect that I, a dignified time-traveler, would get to the point where I can barely afford to support a wife. I am probably the most useless of all time-travelers!"

That’s right!

Xu Mu is not from this world.

His soul is that of a twentieth-century college student.

Just because I made an appointment with the goddess to go to the hotel, I was too excited while doing things, and accidentally traveled to this world of immortal cultivators haunted by gods and ghosts, and possessed the body of a middle-aged old cultivator.

Originally, he wanted to struggle a bit, but he couldn't help but decide what happened to me.

But soon he was pushed to the ground and rubbed hard by reality.

Everyone in this world can cultivate, but the talent gap between practitioners is huge. Xu Mu is the kind of person with the lowest talent, who belongs to 99.9% of the people in this world.

So much so that he only practiced the third level of qi when he was over 60 years old.

If he was born in a secular world full of turbid qi, he might practice cultivation for a lifetime and never develop a sense of qi.

But he hopes to travel to the secular world.

Maybe with the knowledge from the previous life, he could still look like a human being, unlike now, when he said he was an immortal cultivator, he was worse than a dog.

Feeling that he had mediocre talents, Xu Mu simply gave up his thoughts on immortality. After being introduced by a matchmaker, he met Ye Yingying, whose father had just passed away and was equally mediocre in talent and helpless.

The two of them got married and planned to live an honest life, have children, and raise future generations. If they could live out their lives, that would be a blessing.

But he didn't expect that the house leaked and it rained continuously. Not long after they got married, they caught up with the battle between the Qinghe Sword Sect and the Soul Refining Demon Sect, so that they couldn't even maintain their lives.

Speaking of which, Ye Yingying has not had a good day since she followed him, and Xu Mu feels ashamed when she thinks of it.

The two packed up their things, and Xu Mu helped Ye Yingying out of the yard.

"Master Xu, remember to come back often when you have time!"

"I don't have anything to give you. I'll just give you some newly bought fruits so your wife can eat more!"

"Take care, maybe we will go over to keep you company in a while!"

Some familiar neighbors came out to see them off.

Xu Mu responded politely!

"Alas! I don't know when this fight will end!"

Looking at Xu Mu's retreating figure in the drizzle, everyone couldn't help but feel a bit sad.

Muqiao Lane itself is already on the outskirts of Baishifang City. If you can't afford to live here, you can only go to the shantytowns on the outskirts.

There is sewage flowing across the place and the stench is everywhere. It is said that evil spirits are at work, and people often die inexplicably.

Xu Mu is not good at fighting, and he is bringing his wife who is about to give birth. It is unlikely that we will see each other again.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh!

…

Baishifang City

shanty town

On the dilapidated streets, the air that had just fallen after a light rain was filled with the fragrance of earth and a faint stench.

Xu Mu held an oil-paper umbrella, supported Ye Yingying, and followed a man in green with a deer-headed and rat-like eyes into the alley.

"Then, this is it! One spiritual stone for one month, if you want, just sign it!"

The man pinched his nose and pointed to a dilapidated house nearby.

He is a renter in a shanty town.

Xu Mu asked Ye Yingying to wait outside the door and walked in.

There are four rooms in the house, a bedroom, a kitchen, a living room, and a utility room.

The walls of the house are all made of bluestone, which looks quite strong and should be able to withstand two spell attacks.

The roof is made of poplar wood and mud tiles, and there are thick spider webs on the corners. The only furniture in the room is a wooden bed, which is covered with a thick layer of dust.

The air was filled with the smell of rot and mildew, it must have been unoccupied for a long time.

But after Xu Mu saw it, he could only grit his teeth and nod.

He has looked at several nearby ones, and they are basically the same. This one is at least in a good location.

After signing the contract and handing over the spirit stone, this became the couple's new residence.

"Seeing how happy you are to hand over the spirit stone, I would like to remind you one last thing, try not to go out at night. I don't want to help you two collect the corpses next time I come here!"

After saying that, Yaren turned around and walked away quickly along the corner, as if he didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

Yaren's words made Xu Mu feel inexplicably anxious, but he had no other choice but to live here.

After simply cleaning up, Xu Mu asked Ye Yingying to stay in the house while he visited the nearby neighbors one by one with some small gifts.

The main reason is to inquire about the situation here so as not to violate any taboos.

As he expected, the people living nearby were all poor monks like him, but there were also some vicious people who looked powerful.

For example, one of the twin brothers was as pale as paper, their eyes were cold, and they had a strong smell of blood on their bodies.

When Xu Mu knocked on the door to visit, the two of them only opened the door a crack, looked at him coldly, and closed the door.

And this glance made Xu Mu's scalp numb and his whole body felt cold.

"These two people are probably monks who make a living by fighting. If you can't provoke them in the future, it's better not to provoke them." Xu Mu secretly reminded himself.

However, there are also some people who are easy to talk to, such as a young couple who lives next door to him, and an old alchemist who lives at the entrance of the alley.

After returning home after the visit, Xu Mu and Ye Yingying talked about the situation in the alley and asked her to lie down and rest.

He left the bedroom and came to the clean utility room, ready to start refining the elixir.

He is an alchemist, and all his livelihood comes from elixirs.

Alchemist can be said to be the most profitable of all professions, but also the most expensive.

Although Xu Mu has passed the initial money-burning stage, he is still far from making big money.

There are only two kinds of pills that he can refine now, one is Bigu Pill and the other is Qi Gathering Pill.

Bigu Pill is the most common elixir. The effect is that taking one pill can keep you from being hungry for three days.

certainly,

Varies from person to person!

For people like Xu Mu, one Bigu Pill can last up to one day!

Generally, when practitioners go out hunting or practice in seclusion, they will prepare some for convenience.

If you are a relatively wealthy practitioner, you will take Bigu Pill as a regular food.

Although practitioners can eat ordinary food, ordinary food often contains heavy turbidity. If eaten for a long time, it will remain in the body and seriously affect the practice.

The Qi Gathering Pill is an elixir that assists cultivation. After taking it, it can increase the speed of the practitioner's spiritual energy condensation in a short period of time.

Although Qi Gathering Pill is much more expensive than Bigu Pill, it is very popular among practitioners because it can assist in cultivation.

What Xu Mu wants to refine now is the Bigu Pill. As for the Qi Gathering Pill, although he can refine it, the failure rate is frighteningly high, and he is still in the money-burning stage for the time being.

He first took out the medicinal materials from the storage bag, and after checking them carefully, he took out the most precious alchemy furnace among all his belongings.

The alchemy furnace is about three feet high, with three legs and two ears. The overall color is brass, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like a little fat man. There are many mysterious runes like tadpoles engraved on the furnace body.

When he couldn't pay the rent, he once thought about selling the alchemy furnace.

But in the end, reason triumphed over impulse.

Because that is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

He is only at the third level of Qi training, and he is not good at fighting. If he loses his source of livelihood through alchemy, he will be dead.

After setting up the alchemy furnace, Xu Mu took out a few jade-like cyan spiritual trees from the storage bag and placed them under the alchemy furnace.

He squeezed a magic formula with both hands, and the spiritual power surged in his body, "poof"! An orange-red fireball the size of a fist appeared in front of him.

"go!"

Xu Mu's magic formula changed, and the fireball fell on the spiritual tree, quickly igniting the spiritual tree.

Then he crossed his fingers and quickly kneaded a few magic formulas to cast new spells.

boom!

The flames on the spirit wood surged fiercely, turning into several fire snakes that looked like living creatures, wrapping the alchemy furnace and preheating the inside and outside of the furnace at the same time.

The spell he uses to control flames is called fire control, and it is a first-level fire spell that all alchemists must learn.

The strength of firebending has a great impact on the success of the elixir.

Xu Mu has practiced firebending for many years and has already mastered the art of fire control. It is estimated that it will be perfected in a few years. As for the subsequent masters, grandmasters, and even extraordinary realms, they cannot be achieved through simple practice.

Fire control is not only Xu Mu's method of alchemy, but also his strongest fighting method. After using it, he can control the flames, form fire snakes and fire birds, and attack the enemy.

As for the offensive weapons used by most cultivators, Xu Mu also had them before, but he sold them some time ago to help Ye Yingying with his medical treatment.

After the alchemy furnace was preheated, Xu Mu began to put medicinal materials into it one by one, while activating the formation runes on the alchemy furnace to sense and control the changes in the internal medicinal materials.

When the medicinal materials were completely melted, he began to use firebending to increase the temperature of the flames.

Although Bigu Pill is the most common pill in the cultivation world, it is still very cumbersome and troublesome to refine.

However, it is precisely because of the trouble that alchemists are extremely rare, making it profitable for him.

The busy refining process lasted all night.

Sensing that the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace had steadily begun to precipitate and shrink, Xu Mu's hands were as fast as phantoms, and he quickly worked out the magic formula for collecting the elixir.

Bang!

The stove lid was opened, and the aroma of medicine filled his nostrils. Round, yellow pills flew out from inside and landed in the palm of his hand.

"It's a pity that they are all of average quality!"

Xu Mu checked it, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

He has refined the Bigu Pill countless times. The chance of failure is not high, but the quality has never been improved.

Alchemists classify the same kind of elixir into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, and top-grade pills according to their quality. Among them, low-grade pills are the worst and top-grade pills are the best.

Under normal circumstances, fifteen low-grade Bigu Pills can be exchanged for one low-grade spirit stone, twelve or three pills for medium grade, only ten pills for high grade, and five pills for top grade.

The top-quality Bigu Pill is not only expensive and has huge profits, but it is also very easy to sell.

Practitioners take bigu pills, firstly, to replenish physical consumption, and secondly, to avoid residual turbidity in the body.

Low-grade, medium-grade, and top-grade food all have turbidity in them. It just depends on the amount. Only the top-grade food will not have it and can be consumed in large quantities for a long time.

"I don't dare to think about the best ones. I'll be satisfied if I can refine some of the best ones!"

Just as Xu Mu was about to meditate to restore his spiritual power, his wife's screams suddenly came from the bedroom.

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