Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

At this time, Song Ze came to kill. He turned his hands into palms, and his palms were wrapped with ten thousand kilograms of spiritual power. He hit Song Tianming's chest with great force.

Boom!

Song Tianming was beaten back dozens of meters, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken in his chest. If it weren't for the terrifying defense brought by the copper skin and iron bones mark, this blow would be enough to kill him.

Song Ze's eyes moved strangely, and he was surprised. He was a martial arts master in the quasi-profound realm. Even if he didn't use his full strength, one blow was enough to kill a cultivator in the late mortal realm. Why could Song Tianming resist it?

"You are harming your clansmen. Even if your father was the first person in the Song family, you will definitely die."

Song Ze stepped forward, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He was suppressed by Song Tianming's father Song Xiu for a long time. It was not until Song Xiu disappeared that he had a little status in the Song family.

This is also the reason why Song Ze's lineage targeted Song Tianming and his sister so much.

How could Song Ze let go of the opportunity to take revenge openly at this moment?

Song Tianming would not wait for death. He had already pinched more than a dozen ordinary-level high-grade talismans in his sleeves, ready to go.

However, at this moment, a figure flashed and blocked the two of them. The terrifying pressure emanating from his body made it difficult for the two to move.

The person who came was Song Hai, the only Xuan realm warrior in the Song family.

Other members of the Song family also heard the terrifying noise from the treasure pavilion and gathered around.

Seeing that he could not execute Song Tianming privately, Song Ze immediately complained: "Song Tianming harmed the clan members and should be beheaded. Please ask the clan leader to execute the family law!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Song Tianming was a notorious waste in the Song family. He could kill Song Changsong, who was in the middle stage of bone correction, with a wave of his hand!

But Song Changsong's body was on the spot, and everyone had to believe it even if they didn't believe it.

Song Hai also looked at Song Tianming in surprise. As a Xuan Realm warrior, he had a sharp gaze and saw through Song Tianming's martial arts realm at a glance.

Song Hai sighed: "He has such fighting power in the early stage of bone correction. A tiger father will have a dog son!"

Song Ze secretly said that it was not good and complained again: "Song Tianming has no respect for the clan law and should be killed. Even if he is Song Xiu's son, he is not immune!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

In an instant, the pressure of the Xuan Realm spread. Even though Song Ze was already in the quasi-Xuan Realm, he was still trembling and sweating all over.

"I dare not, I just want to remind the clan leader that there is no order without rules."

Song Hai looked at Song Tianming, in a dilemma. He cherished talent, but did not want to break the rules.

At this time, Huo Yi came out from the crowd, threw a book of accounts, and said: "According to the rules, Song Changsong withheld medicinal materials and elixirs and embezzled them. He should have been beheaded long ago. My disciple eradicated the evil, what's wrong with that!"

Song Hai picked up the account book on the ground, which recorded Song Changsong's embezzlement, each of which was extremely detailed, and all the sharp-eyed clansmen around saw it.

For a while, the crowd was excited, and everyone wanted to tear Song Changsong to pieces.

"I said that our cultivation resources are so few every month, and it turns out that this guy is greedy. Tian Ming killed him well. If he didn't kill him, I would have killed him!" An elder in the quasi-profound realm stood up, burning with anger!

Song Hai also said in a serious tone: "Song Changsong embezzled money, and the evidence is conclusive. Although he is dead, his guilt is unforgivable. Immediately remove his name from the family tree and expel his family members."

Song Ze's scalp numbed, and he dared not say a word. This account book was inextricably linked to his lineage. If it was spread out to hold him accountable, I don't know how many people in his lineage would be killed.

At this moment, it was a great fortune to lose only Song Changsong's family.

After the matter was settled, Huo Yi walked towards Song Tianming, fed him a mortal-level upper-grade blood coagulation pill, and then wanted to take Song Tianming away.

"Master Huo, I came to the treasure pavilion to borrow two martial arts, and try not to drag you down tomorrow."

Huo Yi's expression changed, but soon calmed down, and said: "Then go!"

Song Tianming walked to the treasure pavilion, picked up the martial arts catalog, selected two mortal-level lower-grade martial arts, and then stared at Song Ze.

Now that Song Changsong is not here, only Song Ze, the supervisor, can serve him personally.

Song Ze was furious, but he couldn't lose his temper. He could only suppress his anger and find the two martial arts books for Song Tianming and hand them over to him.

The Song family members who were watching laughed so hard.

Song Ze has been bullying people and acting arrogantly for a long time. Many people who came to the Sutra Library to borrow martial arts were made difficult.

At this moment, seeing Song Ze humbly serving Song Tianming, he felt relieved.

After everything was settled, Huo Yi took Song Tianming away.

On the way, Huo Yi said calmly: "My good disciple, when did you break through to the early stage of bone correction? Congratulations!"

Song Tianming said respectfully: "This is all thanks to the few bone-forging pills yesterday."

Huo Yi's expression was uncertain, judging Song Tianming's fighting ability in his heart, and then said: "We will go to the Falling Moon Mountains tomorrow, you should have a good rest today."

"I will obey the master's order!"

After saying goodbye to Huo Yi, Song Tianming walked towards his residence. On the way, he saw two Song family servants carrying Song Changsong's shroud and immediately chased after them.

"Where are you going to bury this guy's body?"

Song Tianming is now a celebrity, and the two Song family servants replied in fear: "The clan leader said that Song Changsong is a sinner of the Song family and is not allowed to be buried in the Song family's ancestral land. He ordered us to carry it outside the city and throw it away."

Song Tianming pretended to be sad when he heard this, and sighed: "Although Uncle Changsong was corrupt and deceiving his superiors, he deserved the punishment, but he is still my uncle and has made indelible contributions to the Song family. As a nephew, I really can't bear to see him lying dead in the wilderness. So, you hand him over to me, and I will bury him in the city cemetery at my own expense."

As he spoke, Song Tianming took out two low-grade bone-forging pills from his arms and handed them to the two men.

The two servants of the Song family looked at each other in confusion, but they could save one thing and get a low-grade bone-forging pill, so why not do it!

Then the two of them handed Song Changsong's body to Song Tianming, and then thanked him repeatedly before leaving.

After the two walked away and confirmed that there was no one around, Song Tianming directly threw Song Changsong's body and the shroud into the golden giant tripod.

Whoosh!

The vortex of chaos opened, and Song Changsong's body and shroud were instantly decomposed into atoms.

"Let me see what this old thing exploded."

Song Tianming's soul consciousness floated towards the decomposition product, and information immediately surged.

Another decomposition product was called the ordinary middle-grade spiritual essence.

Song Tianming held the thin spiritual essence in his hand and observed it carefully.

The spiritual essence contained a high density of spiritual power, just like a collection of spiritual energy.

Song Tianming's eyes turned, and he swallowed the spiritual essence with a little attempt.

In an instant, the thin spiritual essence released a terrifying spiritual power, and Song Tianming's limbs were filled with this spiritual energy, floating like a fairy.

"I think the effect of this middle-grade spiritual essence is similar to that of the middle-grade bone-forging pill. No, it should be better!"

After swallowing a middle-grade ordinary spiritual essence, Song Tianming accumulated more spiritual power in his bones. He felt that he was not far from the middle stage of bone correction.