Chapter 194 The Su Family Patriarch’s Son

Walking into the town, people were coming and going on the streets, most of whom were mortals without cultivation.

Just like a market in the mortal world, the bustling crowd shuttled through the streets, and all kinds of hawking, talking, and bargaining were intertwined.

In the streets and alleys, the vendors' stoves were blazing, and the aroma of all kinds of mortal food was diffused in the air.

Some people were dressed luxuriously, some were ragged, some were riding sedan chairs without touching the ground, and some were carrying farm tools covered in mud.

If it weren't known in advance, it would be hard to imagine that this was the residence of a Jindan Xiuxian family.

Most of the mortals didn't live well, and they were still busy running around for three meals a day. Of course, they were still much better off than ordinary mortals. At least there would be no war here, and no fierce taxes.

Song Wen took a walk around the town and found that there were not only mortal things for sale, but also many shops selling spiritual things.

Suddenly, Song Wen saw a familiar figure, it was the guard Su Shan whom he had met at the Su Family Mountain Gate that day.

Song Wen walked behind Su Shan and said.

"Brother Su Shan, I didn't expect that we could meet again."

Su Shan heard the voice, turned his head, saw that it was Song Wen, and smiled.

"Old sir, it's you, have you successfully joined the Dan Room?"

Song Wen nodded and replied, "I have to thank you for leading the way that day."

As he spoke, Song Wen flipped his palm and a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"Here are ten Qi Gathering Pills, as a thank you gift for leading the way for me."

Su Shan waved his hand and refused, "I dare not accept anything from the old sir. Leading the way is my duty. The old sir can join the Dan Room because of your own alchemy skills."

After several refusals, the jade bottle was finally stuffed into Su Shan's hand by Song Wen.

It is a debt to take someone's hand, and it is a debt to eat someone's mouth.

After accepting the Qi Gathering Pill, Su Shan became enthusiastic.

Before, he was quite polite to Song Wen, but that was a habit of dealing with people, not really close to Song Wen.

Ten Qi Gathering Pills are worth thirty Lingshi, which is equivalent to Su Shan's monthly salary.

Su Shan said, "By the way, I don't know how to address the old gentleman."

"My name is Yuan Cheng, old man."

"Meet Master Yuan Dan."

"Brother Su Shan, do you live in this town?"

"Yes, I grew up here since I was a child."

"Then can you take me on a tour?"

"Master Yuan Dan, please follow me."

Under Su Shan's guidance and explanation, Song Wen quickly got a general understanding of the entire town.

In the town, mortals and cultivators live together, and everyone is from the Su family, more or less related, so they get along well.

As they walked, they came to a small courtyard.

"Master Yuan, this is my humble abode. Can you come in and have a seat?"

"Young Master Su Shan has invited me so kindly. I'd better obey your order."

Pushing open the gate and walking into the courtyard, I saw a woman with a bulging belly cleaning the courtyard.

Seeing Su Shan and Song Wen coming in, the pregnant woman smiled happily.

"My husband, you are back. Who is this?"

"My wife, let me introduce you. This is Master Yuan, the new comer of the alchemy room."

"Master Yuan, this is my wife, Chen Hong."

Chen Hong is just a mortal and has no cultivation.

"Hello, Master Yuan." Chen Hong said politely.

"Hello, Madam Su!" Song Wen replied.

Perhaps unwilling to show up in front of outsiders, Chen Hong returned to her room after greeting them.

Su Shan made some tea and sat down with Song Wen in the courtyard.

"Your wife is obviously a virtuous and good housewife. She keeps the courtyard clean and tidy. You are a blessed man." Song Wen said.

Su Shan sighed and shook his head, saying, "My wife is a good person, but unfortunately she is just a mortal."

"What's wrong with being a mortal? Although you and I are cultivators, the life span of a Qigong cultivator is only over a hundred years, which is not much different from that of a mortal." Song Wen asked in confusion.

Su Shan explained patiently.

"Master Yuan Dan, you don't know that in our Su family, if you want to stand out, you either have good spiritual root qualifications or your descendants have excellent spiritual root qualifications."

"I am only a third-grade spiritual root. In this life, I can only cultivate to the late stage of Qi training at best, and there is no hope of building a foundation."

"Naturally, we can only pin our hopes on our descendants, but my wife is still a mortal, and the probability of giving birth to a child with a medium-grade spiritual root is extremely low."

The Su family does not judge the status of high or low by blood relationship, but by spiritual root qualifications. This is a common thing in the immortal cultivation family, which can guarantee the continuation and prosperity of the family to a certain extent.

The quality of the spiritual root qualifications of the offspring is related to the spiritual root qualifications of the parents to a certain extent, and may even be related to several generations of ancestors.

In short, the better the spiritual roots of the husband and wife, the greater the possibility of giving birth to high-quality spiritual root offspring.

If a mortal couple whose ancestors have never produced cultivators, it is almost impossible to give birth to offspring with spiritual roots, not to mention offspring with excellent qualifications.

This also led to the fact that in towns like Sujia where ordinary people live together, young men and women with spiritual roots are more popular when looking for partners.

This is also the reason why Su Shan can only find a mortal woman to marry. His spiritual roots are too poor and his strength is too weak to find a suitable female cultivator as a partner.

"By the way, why didn't I see your father and mother? Where do they live?" Song Wen changed the subject.

Su Shan smiled bitterly, "My father is Su Anping, the head of the Su family. How could he live with me?"

"Your father is the head of the Su family! How is this possible?" Song Wen looked incredulous.

Su Shan was very calm and was not surprised by Song Wen's surprise.

"Su Anping had more than a hundred wives and concubines and hundreds of children. My mother was just a beautiful mortal. After he took my mother as a concubine, he only favored my mother once."

"After that, my mother never saw him again until she died. After I was born, except for him flying in the air and passing by the mountain gate, I saw him a few times from a distance, but never had close contact. I'm afraid he doesn't even know that he has a son like me."

"In the Su family, without strong strength and cultivation, without outstanding spiritual roots, and without special talents such as alchemy and talisman painting, how could you meet the peak strong man of the foundation-building period who is the head of the family."

When saying these words, Su Shan's face was full of endless loss and unwillingness. Obviously, he was extremely dissatisfied with his current strength and cultivation.

The atmosphere became a little depressing for a while. After a moment of silence, Song Wen said.

"My generation has poor spiritual roots, so it's really not easy to improve my strength. I'm over fifty years old, but I'm only at the fifth level of Qi training."

After sighing, Song Wen suddenly lowered his voice and changed the subject.

"When I was young, I heard in Donghuafang Market that some cultivators took risks in order to improve their cultivation as quickly as possible, fell into the devil's way, and practiced the secret magic. Their strength improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time."

"The higher the Tao, the higher the devil. Rumor has it that the magic skills are weird and unpredictable, and there are even demon cultivators who can fight across levels and defeat the righteous cultivators who are far better than themselves."

Su Shan raised his eyebrows, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Is the magic power really that powerful?"

Song Wen shook his head, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I just heard it from others. However, if the magic way can drive a few powerful corpse puppets and evil ghosts, I think the strength should be able to increase rapidly."

"But practicing magic power is not tolerated by the righteous way."

"That's why you are short-sighted. Not far from the Donghua Market of the Beast Taming Sect, there is a mountain stream ghost market, where all kinds of magic skills and magic treasures are sold openly. If there were no permission from the righteous forces such as the Beast Taming Sect and the Lei Family, the small ghost market would have been eradicated long ago."

"Donghua Market is thousands of miles away from here, which is too far away." Su Shan whispered to himself.

Then, he moved closer to Song Wen and asked in a low voice.

"Master Yuan Dan is well-informed. Do you know where there are magic techniques for sale nearby?"

Song Wen shook his head repeatedly, "I don't know. I'm almost sixty years old. Why would I ask about that?"

The two chatted until almost noon, and Song Wen got up and left.

After Song Wen left, Su Shan sat alone in the yard for a long time, and even his wife called him for lunch, but he didn't hear it.