Chapter 197 Sodan
Ji Rong nodded and said, "I know. I have a very important matter to discuss with you."
She took a large jade box from her storage ring, opened it, and showed it to Ji Zhuang: "I've retrieved Aunt Huang's original tail. I want to take you to bury Aunt Huang's original tail back at Jiming Mountain."
You should talk to Juejun about this, and next time you should bring Qingqing along.
There are many cultivators from various races in Tianxu Palace. I will take this time to inquire about the burial arrangements for the Fox Clan and prepare the necessary materials for the funeral.
If I could, I would have my parents' portraits carved again and bury them together with me.
Ji Zhuang looked at the yellow tail and gently stroked it with his wing claws. His thoughts drifted back to his childhood, but he knew that this tail would never truly stand upright again.
Birds do not bury their relatives and friends; they mostly die and that's it, with no concept of collecting and burying the body.
But Ji Zhuang felt that after Ji Rong brought up the matter of burial, he felt much less regret, as if it was only right that the matter should end in this way.
Ji Zhuang nodded, then took out the feather left by Qing Shi and handed it to Ji Rong. He said in a hoarse voice, "I understand, sister. Don't go out for a while. We will come to find you after we get Jue Jun's permission."
If possible, please include these feathers as well.
After the brother and sister finished explaining the most important matters, Ji Rong asked, "How are you doing in the Dragon and Phoenix Palace?"
"It's great. Although we don't see other cultivators on weekdays, Juejun treats us like a master and often guides us in our cultivation."
Previously, the elegant maidservant of Guangyang Palace would often send her servants to summon Qingqing and me to her place to listen to her lectures on etiquette.
After Juejun found out, she taught us the rules of the Dragon and Phoenix Palace, and then we had complete free time.
As he spoke, Ji Zhuang squinted, grinned, and tried his best to stretch the skin on his face upwards. It was quite a feat for his skinny, bony face; he managed to wrinkle the skin on his face.
Looking at Ji Zhuang's face, Ji Rong recalled Jiao Jue's squinting eyes. She asked with a smile, "Where are the clansmen of the Danxue Mountains?"
"Now that Lord Jue has entered the Dragon and Phoenix Palace, shouldn't the various tribes living in the Danxue Mountains regularly pay homage to their divine lord?"
Ji Zhuang shook his head and said, "Jue Jun did not obtain the Danxue Mountain Range."
Then he lowered his voice and said, "But Lord Jue has already instructed Lord Aogu to open up the crossing. He also said that Lord Aogu should prepare treasures for Him, and that He wants to regulate the weather over the desolate sea."
Ji Rong praised, "What courage!"
After the two siblings finished catching up on their recent situations, Ji Zhuang was supposed to go back. Ji Rong said, "Brother, wait a moment. I'll have my godfather pack some spiritual herbs and precious pills for you before I go back."
Then, she took two small and simple storage rings and led Ji Zhuang to Shan Zhongfeng, saying, "Father, my brother is about to go back. You have a lot to do and forgot to give him a gift. Don't ask for much, just fill these two."
Shan Zhongfeng stared blankly at the storage ring that Ji Rong handed him.
When Ji Rong came, he gave me treasures and made me look good. Why is it that now that this adopted son has come, I have to pay my respects to him?
While he was still thinking, Shan Wu had already pulled out his huge storage ring with great fanfare and said, "Nephew, your uncle's storage ring has no restrictions. Take whatever you like."
Ji Zhuang took the large storage ring and saw that inside, besides a little over 30,000 spirit crystals, there were only some tattered rags.
Soon it would be time to pay wages again. Ji Rong grabbed a small storage ring with one wing claw and spread out the other wing claw to take Shan Wu's large storage ring from Ji Zhuang's claw. She poured spirit crystals into the small storage ring with a clatter. In no time, Shan Wu's storage ring had less than a thousand spirit crystals left.
Then, Shan Wuyong patted Shan Zhongfeng's shoulder with his claws and said, "Brother, you must be overjoyed!"
"Hurry up! We've already used up so many pills. Go and get some of the best pills refined by the Pill Saint for Ji Zhuang to take back. Also, pack some of those spiritual materials for him. Won't those two little storage rings be full?"
With the cultivators watching him closely, Shan Zhongfeng had no choice but to start taking things out. He took whatever he could find and filled it with all the pills and spiritual materials he had looted from the ancient Taoist Lin, and it still wasn't full.
Seeing that the mountain center forward's brows were furrowing deeper and deeper, Ji Zhuang's heart skipped a beat. He immediately narrowed his eyes, grinned, and said, "Zhuang thanks Godfather for the gift."
Shan Zhongfeng immediately handed the two storage rings, which were not yet full, to Ji Zhuang. He breathed a sigh of relief. The old man didn't even have time to refine pills anymore, so his things weren't as easy to obtain as before.
But Ji Rong was still not satisfied. She craned her neck and whispered to Shan Zhongfeng, "Why isn't there the kind of pill that Zhan Shi takes? That pill is good."
Shan Zhongfeng also lowered his voice and said, "Those are all limited, I can't take them."
Ji Rong rolled her eyes, nodded to indicate that she understood, and then said, "Brother, you talk to Uncle, my godfather and I will be right back." Then she hurried to Shan Zhongfeng to find Gu Lin.
Gu Lin was in the alchemy room watching his senior brother Chang Shu, who had always been at odds with him, transform into the Bifang bird and breathe fire to refine longevity pills. Gu Lin felt very pleased.
Upon hearing a servant outside report that Ji Rong and Shan Zhongfeng had arrived, Gu Lin went out.
Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. If Gu Lin continued to stare at her like this, Chang Shu thought she would definitely get angry, and then this pot of precious ingredients, mainly longevity fruit, would surely be burned to ashes.
Gu Lin left the alchemy room and asked Ji Rong, "What do you want with me?"
When Ji Rong saw Gu Lin, she suddenly looked at him with admiration and said, "Dan Sheng, my brother has come, but I don't have anything good to give him."
I've never eaten a pill with patterns before, and my older brother and sister have never even seen one. Could you give me two of those pills that the bear-like warrior Zhan Shi ate? I'd like to give them to him so he can take them back and broaden his sister's horizons."
Upon hearing this, Gu Lin thought for a moment and realized that Ji Rong's older brother and sister were the two attendants under the newly promoted God Jue Jun.
Knowing that Shan Zhongfeng must not have given him any good pills, Ji Rong came to him to ask for some.
Shan Zhongfeng, a mere alchemist, failed to deliver any good pills, which made Gu Lin, as his master, feel extremely ashamed.
He immediately smiled amicably at Ji Rong and said, "Of course."
Gu Lin then took Ji Rong to his residence and packed nine different kinds of Nine-Turn Spirit Pills with pill patterns, giving him two of each kind.
He stroked his beard and said to Ji Rong, "These nine healing pills are all my famous creations. You should have your brother take them back."
Ji Rong nodded, took the pill with her wing claws, gave Gu Lin a big laugh, and then flapped her wings to go find her brother.
Shan Zhongfeng watched enviously from the sidelines, drooling as he gazed longingly at Gu Lin, hesitant to speak.
Gu Lin glanced at Shan Zhongfeng and said, "You're one thing, but you've already squandered so much of my fortune. Are you going to eat up my last remaining pills like beans?"
Forget about it. If you dare eat it, I'll break your claws.
Upon hearing this, Shan Zhongfeng could only wipe his drool with his paw before catching up with Ji Rong to see Ji Zhuang off.
After seeing Ji Zhuang off, Ji Rong resumed telling stories to Shan Wu.
Shan Wu felt that such a good thing should not be enjoyed by one person alone, so he often blocked Shan Zhongfeng to listen together.
Shan Zhongfeng didn't want to hear it a second time after listening to it once, but Shan Wu had been honing his fighting skills for many years and was stronger than him. After struggling a few times to no avail, Shan Zhongfeng usually obediently listened to the story and dozed off with Shan Wu.
Seeing that Shan Wu had blocked Shan Zhongfeng again, Ji Rong asked, "Father, I have found Aunt Huang's remains and want to bury them back at Jiming Mountain with my brother and sister. Would you like to come with us to bury them?"
"Bury Huang Da?" Shan Zhongfeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.
"Then, godfather, do you know any fox-clan cultivators who are familiar with the tombs?"
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