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Wei State, Qingyuefang City.

In a certain secret room, Wang Qingqing was sitting on the chair of the master, and a boy of five or six years old was standing in front of her. The boy was a little fat, with a round face, looking cute and cute.

Wang Qingze and Lin Sisi stood aside, both of them looked 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. Her parents were arranged to work in the Wang family's shop, and her younger brother also got a good job to help the spirit chef. If he can become a spirit chef, the treatment will be better. Okay.

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, or four spiritual roots.

The boy in Tsing Yi is Wang Qingze's third son, Wang Qiuxin.

In Wang Changxing's lineage, except Wang Qingze, the other children and grandchildren are pseudo-spiritual roots. Wang Qingze doesn't like to practice, and he missed the best foundation-building age. Now all his hopes are placed on his children.

Wang Qingqing put his right hand on Wang Qiuxin's wrist and was checking his spiritual roots.

After a while, Wang Qingqing retracted his palm with a smile on his face, and said, "Congratulations! Third brother, third sister-in-law, Qiu Xin's qualifications are good, three spiritual roots, let me see what kind of spiritual root he has. Highest."

Wang Qingqing took out the measuring ruler and shook it lightly, and a large white glow swept out, covering Wang Qiuxin.

Soon, in the white glow, the three colors of gold and red earth lit up.

"Jin Linggen's sensitivity is the highest, reaching seventy, congratulations! Third brother."

Hearing this, Wang Qingze breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his dangling heart. Lin Sisi was ecstatic.

She knew that her husband always wanted a son with true spiritual roots, so that he could fight for his lineage.

"Trouble you, Eighth Sister, I'll send Qiu Lei home after a while, and let his grandfather discipline him strictly. I must not let him follow my footsteps."

Wang Qingze has a serious face and looks like a strict father. He didn't listen to Wang Changxing's words in the past, but now he regrets it too much, and hopes that his son will not learn from him.

"Cuckoo!"

Wang Qiuxin's stomach growled. He touched his bulging belly, looked at Wang Qingze, and said, "Dad, I'm hungry again, can I go to 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 was already digested."

Wang Qiuxin said aggrievedly.

Wang Qingqing chuckled lightly and said, "Third brother, what a kid! When you grow up, you get hungry faster."

"Ma'am, take Qiu Xin down to eat first. I have something to talk about with Eighth Sister."

Lin Sisi responded and left with Wang Qiuxin.

"Eighth sister, what kind of exercises do you think is better for Qiu Xin to practice? Does he have a chance to become an artifact refiner?"

Wang Qingze asked with anticipation, the craftsman is the most respected and best-treated 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 brought into the coffin, and 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 he has the highest sensitivity of Jin Linggen, and naturally he is cultivating metal skills, don't worry! Third brother, after the Hui family, the third uncle can Accompany Qiu Xin to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to choose the exercises, and the clan elder will recommend suitable exercises for him, so you don't have to worry about it."

"No way, I finally found a good seedling. I hope he doesn't follow my old path and practice hard. By the way, Bamei, you have reserved a table for a banquet, and the mussels are out of stock, and there is no steamed mussels. How about a different dish for you?"

"No problem, you can do it as you see fit. It's all base-building cultivators who come here. You can't go wrong. Otherwise, they think our royal family doesn't know how to treat guests."

Wang Qingqing has been in Qingyuefang City for three years. She has a cheerful personality, likes to make friends, and has made many friends.

"It's natural. You can rest assured. If it's all right, I'll go first."

Wang Qingze turned and left.

That night, at You Shi, Wang Qingqing appeared in a private room on the fourth floor of the Four Seas Restaurant.

In addition to Wang Qingqing, there are four men and one woman, all of whom are foundation-building cultivators.

The five of them are all second-order refiners, either from a cultivator sect or from a cultivator family. Every once in a while, Wang Qingqing invites them to have a drink and dinner at the Sihai Restaurant.

"Fairy Wang, I'm really sorry to make you spend money again."

A suave, red-shirted youth said a little embarrassedly, he was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Tianbingmen, and he was a disciple of the Tianbingmen.

Wang Qingqing smiled and said sincerely, "Young Daoist Li is joking. We are friends. If you say this, you will be seen outside. I don't have anything to entertain, it's just a daily meal."

Cannibals are short-handed and soft-handed. After these second-order refiners have had enough to eat and drink, they will naturally say a few more words when exchanging their refining experience.

"This can't be done. You have invited us many times. Another day, Mr. Li will be the host, and I hope Fairy Wang will definitely come."

"Brother Li Yan is talking about ~www.novelmt.com~ Fairy Wang, we must ask you back once."

Wang Qingqing smiled sweetly, and said, "Then it's settled, everyone, don't be polite, and move your chopsticks! The ingredients are the freshest, and they are all home-cooked dishes. Please don't dislike it."

Wang Qingqing exchanged cups with them, drinking and eating while exchanging experiences on refining.

"By the way, Fairy Wang, our Heavenly Soldiers Sect is planning to hold a Celestial Soldier Conference. The Celestial Soldier Conference is not only a large-scale auction, but also an exchange meeting for craftsmen. Before the auction, a crafting competition will be held. There is a big reward in the name, do you want to participate?"

Li Yan asked enthusiastically, with a sincere tone.

"Heavenly Soldiers Conference?" Wang Qingqing immediately became interested and asked, "When will it be held? Where is the location?"

"Bailonggu, in half a year, there will be many refiners participating. We may not be able to get the first place in the refinery level, but it is also good to communicate with other second-order refiners, and exchange refining materials by the way."

Wang Qingqing nodded and said with a smile, "That's great, I'll definitely participate then."

She sits in Qingyuefang City, more of a symbolic meaning, she can go to the White Dragon Valley to participate in the Celestial 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 auction, and there will definitely be many monks participating. The Wang family can take the opportunity to sell their own products. It's not impossible to make a fortune if done right.

Two hours later, everyone left one after another and went back to their respective homes.

Three days later, Wang Qingqing left Qingyuefang City with a group of clansmen and went straight to Wangjiabao.