It was not until late at night that Li Lingbao finally got out of his emotions for a moment. Perhaps because he was tired of crying, the two servants who used to serve her took her back to the room to rest.

At this time, Li Qingxiao called out to the second uncle Li Jincheng and third uncle Li Jincheng who were about to leave, and continued to stay in the ancestral house. Li Yaowen looked at Li Qingxiao in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Qingxiao, here we come!" Li Jinhu walked in from outside the house with a little excitement. He was holding a large piece of white crystal stone in his left hand, holding a water tank in his right hand and putting it directly in the middle of the house. Then he looked outside the house mysteriously and closed the door.

Li Jinhu handed the white stone into Li Qingxiao's hands, and was still immersed in the wonder of the white stone, and did not come back to his senses.

"Great grandpa, second uncle, third uncle, look at him!" Li Qingxiao threw the stone in his hand into the water tank and signaled the three of them to watch.

After the stone sank into the tank, the water inside rose into a few moments. After a while, Li Yaowen and the other two suddenly stared at the size of a copper bell.

"Is this...ice?"

"It's frozen?"

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Li Jinhu was afraid that the three of them would not believe it, so he directly took out the ice cubes condensed in the water tank. Li Yaowen stretched out his hand to take the ice cube as big as a palm until he felt the cold temperature, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Qingxiao, can this kind of ice be mass-produced?"

When Li Qingxiao heard the inquiry, he was surprised by the cleverness of his great-grandfather Li Yaowen. The other party asked a key question almost instantly. Judging from the expression on his face, he could definitely think of the huge benefits that ice cubes could bring.

"Great grandpa, this is saltpeter that Qingxiao accidentally discovered. In the past few days, the fourth uncle has secretly searched around Yulin Town. It has been hoarded in large quantities. At present, no one around Heigu City has discovered the effect of this saltpeter."

The second uncle Li Jincheng instantly realized that Li Qingxiao was constantly inquiring about these news in Black Valley City in the past two days, and his understanding of the huge benefits of ice cubes. At present, in addition to the knowledgeable ancestor Yaowen, he is definitely the one who runs the most in Black Valley City.

"That means that as long as there is enough saltpeter, we can... make ice continuously?"

There was a hint of trembling as he spoke.

Li Qingxiao nodded solemnly to the three of them!

"Who else knows about this except us?" After receiving the exact answer, Li Yaowen calmed down first and asked quickly.

Li Jinhu also understood that this matter was very important. After Li Qingxiao came back from Heigu City and showed him the role of saltpeter, he secretly dealt with a few unclean people and nodded to Li Yaowen that there was no problem.

"No wonder, no wonder Qingxiao, you went to Heigu City to find the Zhang family. Could it be that you are talking about the Lingyu business?" Li Jincheng suddenly reacted, remembering that Li Qingxiao had also found the leader of Zhang Dingwu in Heigu City alone.

Li Qingxiao nodded and said, "That's right, uncle Zhang Dingwu has agreed. If the spirit fish can be transported to Black Valley City alive, it will be purchased at six times the price!"

This explosive news immediately caused the three uncles of the Jin generation to breathe heavily. In the past, Li Jincheng was responsible for these spirit fish business, and he even started to murmur.

"Every year, Baimingdu can bring 300 spiritual stones income, and purchase them at six times the price, that is 1,800 spiritual stones..."

Li Jinhu and Li Jinzhai heard the sound and immediately opened their pupils.

What is the concept of 1800 spirit stone?

At present, one monk in the Li family, including the internal relatives, has one foundation-building period and fourteen monks in Qi training. Due to the bleak clan production, the supply of monks is pitifully small, and they are all rationed according to the minimum standards.

Ordinary spiritual rice is 1 spirit stone per kilogram, Qi training cultivators spend 1 kilogram per half a month, and Five Elements spiritual rice is 10 spirit stone per kilogram, only Li Yaowen consumes it. According to the minimum quota, one kilogram per month. The annual consumption of fifteen cultivators is only more than 400 spirit stones.

1800 spirit stones, let alone them, even the former patriarch Li Jinhua never had more than 1000 spirit stones in his hands.

Only great-grandfather Li Yaowen could still calm down, but Li Qingxiao gave another important news at this time.

"It's not OK to have 1800 a year. Uncle San is too stingy. My goal is 18,000 spirit stones a year."

This time, even Li Yaowen couldn't understand it. He felt that Li Qingxiao had blown his head a little, but he didn't interrupt and waited for Li Qingxiao's following.

"That's how I think. I give up the ordinary fish in Baimingdu. All the Qi-training monks in the clan went to Baimingdu to catch spirit fish, so that the benefits can be maximized."

"I'm afraid this won't work."

Li Jinzhai looked embarrassed at this time. He was a person who had been in charge of the Li family fishing ground for a long time and was most familiar with Baimingdu Lingyu. Li Qingxiao hurriedly asked why he was embarrassed.

"You don't know that these spirit fish in the water are extremely cunning, and you must catch these fish's habits.

I'm going to say that although I have lived in Baimingdu for a long time, in terms of fishing skills, I am not as good as those mortals who have fished for generations. I can only play a role when I encounter fierce spirit fish.

Those people in the clan, let alone the sixth generation of children, are you two, the second brother and the fourth brother, I’m afraid you are not very familiar with Baimingdu. Do you know how to catch fish?"

Seeing Li Jinzhai staring at him, the two of them shook their heads awkwardly. They were indeed not very familiar with Lingyu.

Seeing this, Li Yaowen shook his head helplessly and had nothing to say to his two grandsons, but saw that Li Qingxiao was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he took out something from the ring. The red spider silk links were densely connected, and it shrank like a small red net.

"Red Flame Spider Web!" Li Jincheng spoke and told everyone that this top-grade magic weapon was bought by Li Qingxiao for 1,599 spirit stones in Qizhen Pavilion. Li Yaowen felt a little painful, but immediately realized Li Qingxiao's intention.

Li Jinzhai even had an extreme light burst out in his eyes, staring at the red flame spider web as if he saw a peerless beauty.

"Qingxiao, with this net, I can increase the fishing income by another 50%.

When Li Qingxiao heard the third uncle's guarantee, he naturally didn't care. Instead, he turned to look at his great-grandfather Li Yaowen and said, "Grandfather, can you use your water-retard beads for us? Although the monks in the clan do not have fish, as long as there are water-retard beads, it is no different from the land. With the red flame spider web, the benefits that the fishing ground can bring to us will definitely be unexpected."

After saying this, everyone immediately understood the reason why Li Qingxiao had the confidence to call the monks in the clan to go to Baimingdu to fish together.

Waterproof droplets plus red flame spider webs.

This is a true spiritual fish harvester!

Water-avoiding beads can form a ten-foot waterless space, and more than a dozen monks assist in using the red flame spider web.

At this moment, Li Yaowen, the great-grandfather who had experienced countless ups and downs in his early years, could not help but become bolder.

"Okay, Qingxiao, I will leave the waterproof beads to you. In addition, if there is still something useful to me, just open your mouth!"

Everyone negotiated in the ancestral house for a whole night. Li Jin's house brought hundreds of kilograms of saltpeter the next day and rushed to the Li family fishing grounds of Baimingdu. He asked someone to build a temporary shed to cover it tightly from outside, and did not tell others what they were doing.

Li Jinhu also took the loyal followers selected from the clan guards with great enthusiasm and searched for the saltpeter around Yulin Town with all his might. It seemed that he wanted to leave no one behind.

The plan was carried out as scheduled. Just when the shed of Li Jin's house was built, Li Qingxiao would have difficulty in taking time to practice.

The middle-grade spiritual root of the Xuan-level, even among the old foundation-building families in Black Valley City, can still serve as a seed monk. Li Qingxiao is also considered a success. He has reached the peak of the fifth level of Qi training at the age of 21, and is definitely outstanding among his peers.

But the more you practice Qi, the more difficult it becomes, and it is also a general knowledge.

Just look at the Jin generation of Li family. Only the dead Li Jinhua practices Qi eighth level, and the other highest cultivation level is the fourth uncle Li Jinhu, who is 67 years old this year, is only the sixth level of Qi training.

The second uncle Li Jincheng is 76 years old, and the fifth floor of Qi training, and the third uncle Li Jinzhai is 73 years old, and the fourth floor of Qi training.

Of course, the second and third uncles are just the lower-grade water spirit roots of the yellow grade. They are greatly affected by qualifications. In addition, they are plagued by clan affairs and have shortage of resources, and are understandable to practice slowly.

But my father, Li Jinhua, had a yellow-level qualification and only reached the eighth level of Qi training at the age of 78.

However, the sixth generation of Li family, Li Qingxiao's generation, have many good seedlings, especially the fourth uncle's only son Li Qingjie and his legitimate sister Li Biwei, one of whom is practicing Qi four levels and the other is practicing Qi three levels. They are both the best-quality water spirit roots in the yellow grade and have extraordinary qualifications.

Of course, there are also reasons why the fourth uncle often gives his cultivation resources to his son.

Even Li Biwei has obtained Li Qingxiao's cultivation resources, and her brother and sister Li Qingxiao often gives her some fun.

The Li family’s spiritual room is called a spiritual room, but in fact it is the selected location is slightly better and is located at a height of the clan.

Li Qingxiao was cross-legged and circling the Divine Thunder Sutra. He had just taken the spiritual rice. The spiritual energy around his body hovered and continued to enter his body from his mouth and nose.

The spiritual energy in the world is different, divided into five elements, and the five elements are naturally gold, wood, water, fire and earth. The different spiritual energy is common to ice, wind and thunder. Li Qingxiao lives in the thunder spiritual root and has the most sensitive perception of the thunder spiritual energy.

As the level of cultivation deepens, small thunder arcs emerge from the body, and the thunder attributes in the spiritual energy are constantly being stimulated, turning into rays of essence filled the dantian, and turning into wisps of thunder spiritual power in the dantian.

In the dantian, a five-meter-wide spiritual mist still expanded to its extreme, and it would have exceeded six feet no matter what.

The nine levels of Qi training are the sky, one level and one meter of fog.

"It seems that it's not enough!"

With a sigh, Li Qingxiao opened his eyes and stopped his power and got up. His spiritual power was absorbing was not slow, but the supply of spiritual rice was insufficient. As a seed of the family, he only had a pound of spiritual rice in ten days, which was only enough for him to condense half a strand of spiritual mist.

According to his current situation of the spiritual fog in the dantian, if he wants to condense it into six feet of spiritual fog, at least a hundred strands of spiritual fog. According to the current supply of spiritual rice, if he wants to break through to the sixth level of Qi training, he will have to wait at least more than 2,000 days, which is about six years.

The thunder spirit power in his hand quietly condensed, turned into a tiny thunder and lightning, shot towards the bottle on the table, immediately wrapped the bottle layer by layer, constantly destroying its surface, and the bottle quickly turned into powder.

"This seems not to be a simple thunder spirit power, with a destructive force."

Looking at the bottle that turned into powder, Li Qingxiao pondered inwardly.

Last time when the Blue-Eyed Golden Eye Beast escaped from death on the hands of the Blue-Eyed Golden Eyed Beast, he found the poisonous mist that the Blue-Eyed Golden Eyed Beast had been accompanied by. As soon as he touched his thunder spirit power, he retreated. Moreover, when the thunder binding technique in the Blue-Eyed Golden Eyed Beast seemed to have temporarily lost its ability to resist.

Could it be that my mutated thunder spirit root has other unique features?
Chapter completed!