Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 129 Surging
Cheng Qifeng, who had just tried the power of spiritual consciousness, completely forgot that the time of breaking through was huge. In less than half a cup of tea, the aura in his body was exhausted, and his spiritual consciousness was gradually exhausted.

Suddenly his head fainted, and his consciousness was withdrawn instantly. Cheng Qifeng smiled wryly, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and laughed at himself.

"It's really smug!"

After a while, he took out a burning pill from the storage bag again and put it in the mouth, then sat cross-legged on the futon, and began to practice exercises.

A year and a half later, in Yunmeng Mountain, Cheng Qifeng and Cheng Xiangyun landed from the flying magic weapon and walked into the family affairs hall side by side.

"Eighth brother, help me and Qi Feng get the elixir that needs to be refined this month!"

Cheng Xiangtai at the counter immediately waved out two piles of elixir from the storage bag when he heard the words, and then said, "Third Brother, Qi Feng has worked hard!"

Cheng Xiangyun waved his hands when he heard this, and asked with worried eyes, "Has my father returned to the family?"

"No, Uncle Liu will return to Yunmeng Mountain in half a year!"

When Cheng Qifeng and Cheng Xiangyun heard this, strange colors flashed in their eyes, and they felt a little admiration in their hearts, but in an instant, worry appeared on their faces.

Cheng Xiangyun frowned, and said, "Oh! Dad is really..."

Cheng Xiangtai listened to these words, looked at the expressions of the two people in front of him, and said with emotion in his heart.

"It's all for the family!"

Cheng Xiangyun and the two of them heaved a long sigh of turbidity when they heard the words.

"Ugh!"

A few months ago, that is, the third year after the Yunmengcheng clan opened a store in Pingyangfang City, the Yunmengcheng clan completely suspended all business outside, recalled the clan members who were working outside, and integrated the entire Yunmengcheng clan. Be prepared to resist the beast tide in less than a year!
Within half a month, members of the Cheng clan returned one after another. A month ago, all the monks who were away from the family returned, but Cheng Yuandu, the foundation elder of the Cheng family, did not return to the family.

Under the circumstances of the family, if others did not return, they would be severely punished, but this person was Cheng Yuandu, and the senior members of the family knew why he did not return to the family.

With the beast horde approaching, he was still refining pills with the help of ground fire in the spirit volcano in Huaishuifang City, so as to increase the slight success rate and contribute to the family's assets. Years ago, he seldom obtained resources, and his whole heart was to make alchemy for the family.

Such a person is the gospel of the Cheng family.

After a while, Cheng Xiangyun waved to Cheng Xiangtai who was inside the counter, and then led Cheng Qifeng out of the General Affairs Hall.

Outside the General Affairs Hall, Cheng Xiangyun and Cheng Xiangyun looked at each other and smiled wryly, without saying a word, they walked slowly towards the distance.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Xiangyun stood in front of the gate of a small courtyard, looking at the handsome young man in front of him, a strange look flashed in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Qi Feng, if you have time, think of ways to improve your strength before the beast tide. The ninth level of Qi training is still not enough for the beast tide. Don't be arrogant! You still have a long way to go in the future!"

When Cheng Qifeng heard this, his heart warmed and he nodded.

Although Cheng Xiangyun's words were not pleasant, they made sense.

He also heard from quite a few elders in the clan that every time there was a wave of beasts, tens of thousands of monsters would rush out from Qingcang Ridge, and once a monk was left alone during a battle, they would be besieged by monsters. They were directly crushed to death by monsters. Even the foundation-building monks died tragically during the beast tide. As for the Qi-training monks, there were a large number of casualties, starting at three digits, and there was no ceiling.

It can be said that the beast tide that comes out of Qingcang Ridge once every hundred years is a disaster for the monks in Huaishui County.

And this is still a small group of monster beasts, the real beast tide is not in Huaishui County.

The two chatted for a while, then Cheng Qifeng left and walked towards his courtyard.

Outside the gate of the small courtyard, Cheng Xiangyun looked at the gradually receding figure with complicated eyes.

After a few breaths, he sighed to himself.

"At such an age, I have reached the ninth level of Qi training. I am really talented. If I also have such a talent, maybe now I am..."

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiangyun's expression gradually became depressed, and after a while, he let out a long sigh of turbidity, and then opened the door and returned to his courtyard.

A few months ago, after Cheng Yuan saw Cheng Qifeng's cultivation level, it spread in Yunmeng Mountain. As for Cheng Yuan's purpose is very simple, to create a genius to cover for Cheng Yutian.

A few days later, on the top of Wutou Mountain in Pingyang County, in a quiet room, there were two figures, a burly man in white plain clothes, kneeling on the ground, looking at the lifeless body on the jade bed. The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and mist kept gushing out of his eyes.

Beside the burly man was a young monk who was also wearing white plain clothes, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and only water droplets kept dripping from his eyes to the ground.

After a while, the burly man waved his hand and summoned a fireball, which burned the body of the white-haired old man lying on the jade bed.

Seeing this scene, the kneeling young monk felt a great deal of grief in his heart and wept bitterly.

Seeing this scene, the burly man shook his head, and after a few breaths of silence, he said: "Renlin, don't forget what your grandfather told you before he died. You must try to improve your cultivation before the beast tide!"

Hearing this, the pale-faced young man looked at the burning corpse on the jade bed in front of him, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and the tears in his eyes stopped abruptly, his expression was startled, and he nodded in response.

"Father, I understand!"

Seeing this, the burly man showed relief, but his bloodshot and misty eyes revealed his sadness at this moment.

After half a cup of tea, the burly man put the ashes of the white-haired old man's body on the jade bed in an arm-sized exquisite jade bottle.

After a while, Luo Junlin, a burly man, looked at the jade bottle in his hand, and a complicated meaning flashed in his eyes. After a few breaths of silence, he opened his mouth and spoke to his son.

"Renlin, you have grown up too, and you are the monk of the herringbone generation in the family. You have the best talent and the highest cultivation level. This time, your father is probably...!"

Speaking of this, Luo Renlin's voice was a little choked up, and after a full count of breaths, he continued to speak.

"If something happens to me in the beast horde, you must lead our Luo family to live in this world of cultivating immortals, and you must not be willing to degenerate!"

Hearing this, Luo Renlin, who was pale-faced, had a strange look in his eyes, looked at the man in front of him with a worried expression, and said, "Father! Your cultivation base has already established a foundation, how could it be possible that you will be in the midst of the beast tide?" accident!"

"Silly boy, do you think the Cheng family hopes that there will be a foundation-building family in Pingyang County? How could the Cheng family forget what happened to the Jiyun Zhu family 20 years ago!"

"Father, why do you still want to build a foundation?"

When Luo Junlin heard this, a bright light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the worried young man in front of him, raised his mouth, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed at himself.

"Who wants to be an ant all the time? I used to think that becoming a foundation cultivator would be an option for our Luo family, but now it seems... I'm too naive!"

"For Ren Ying's sake, the Yunmengcheng family may not take action against the Luo family, remember to be patient!"

"With the existence of that thing, all our Luo family needs is time!"

Luo Renlin, who was pale, frowned when he heard this, and nodded in his heart, his eyes were full of light.

After half a cup of tea, the two of them walked out of the quiet room. On the top of Wutou Mountain, Luo Junlin and his two looked down at the clansmen with smiling faces down the mountain, feeling a little disappointed in their hearts.

"Father, can't you tell the clansmen? Grandpa has lived for the family all his life, and now he is dead, but only the two of us are buried!..."

When Luo Junlin heard this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, his expression became a little downcast, he shook his head, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Your grandfather, as the great elder of the family, is one of the few Qi-training ninth-level monks in the family. If it is reported that he is gone, the morale of the family will definitely be affected. The beast tide is approaching, and it is inappropriate to say it now!"

Hearing this, Luo Renlin let out a long sigh, and looked at the man with determined eyes beside him, knowing that there was nothing he could do, so he didn't say anything, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

For decades, the Luo family in Mount Wutou has been under the control of Luo Junlin's father, Luo Qingyun. As for the current head of the Luo family, Luo Junlin, and Cheng Xianghe of the Yunmeng Cheng family, just practice.

After so many years, Luo Qingyun has a great influence in the Luo family of Wutou Mountain. Once the news of the death of Luo Qingyun, the elder of the Luo family, will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Luo family, and it will indeed have a lot of morale for the Luo family. Influence.

Half a month later, on the top of Yunmeng Mountain, the scenery was beautiful, and four figures sat cross-legged in front of a small table.

"Xianghe, you have also broken through to the peak of foundation building now. This beast swarm is not too dangerous for our Yunmengcheng family. We just need to fight steadily and beware of other cultivating families to survive this calamity!"

When everyone heard this, several lights flashed in their eyes.

What Cheng Yuanqu said was true. It was really exciting that the Cheng family had a peak foundation-building monk after decades.

But Cheng Xianghe was extremely puzzled in his heart. He glanced at the young man not far away. He didn't know why Cheng Yuanqu brought him here. After all, the top of Yunmeng Mountain was not allowed for the head of the family.

Since Cheng Xianghe became the patriarch for decades, he has only seen a young man brought to the top of Yunmeng Mountain by Cheng Yuanliang more than ten years ago. Today, the young man has achieved a lot. Development is even more important.

Now another young man went up to the top of Yunmeng Mountain, and he was brought up by the elder of the family himself, and he was very interested in the young man in front of him.

He raised his head, looked at the old man in front of him, and asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Uncle, I don't know who this son is?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanqu and Cheng Yuan first looked at each other and smiled, and then explained: "This kid came from the common people a few years ago, the boss of Yu's generation, his name is Cheng Yutian, he has the earth attribute of heavenly spirit root!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yutian respectfully cupped his hands and said, "Grandpa!"

Cheng Xianghe looked at the young man beside him with surprise in his eyes, and questioned.

"Uncle, Yutian is really a cultivator of Tianlinggen?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanqu raised the corners of his mouth and nodded to him with an inexplicable smile.

"It has been tested with the spirit test array, and it is indeed true!"

Cheng Xianghe gasped when he heard this.

After dozens of breaths, Cheng Xianghe came back to his senses and stared at Cheng Yuanqu in disbelief.

Cheng Yuan on the side saw this scene first, smiled and opened his mouth.

"I also looked like that when my elder brother told me!"

"Uncle Jiu, this matter is really unbelievable!"

"Indeed!"

"..."

Cheng Yutian looked at the communication of the three people beside him. Although there was no expression on his face, he couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart. Since he practiced with Cheng Yuanqu, he knew how perverted his Tianlinggen was. He was surprised by the patriarch of the Cheng clan. Already expected.

After a few breaths, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said inwardly: "With this spiritual root, I will be able to explore the mystery of the Dao!"

Cheng Yuanqu and the three chatted for half a cup of tea before they stopped, but Cheng Xianghe looked at Cheng Yutian with a more or less surprised look. Tianlinggen is really unbelievable, but his mind has already begun. Imagine the blueprint for the future.

Turning his head to look at the two elders beside him, he was even more grateful in his heart. After a few breaths of silence, his eyes were radiant, and his cultivation directly radiated out, and he said lightly.

"Uncle, Uncle Jiu, you have protected the safety of my Yunmeng Cheng family for nearly a hundred years, and I will take over from you in the future. The future Cheng family will surely go farther and farther!"

Cheng Yuanqu and Cheng Yuanxian looked at Cheng Xianghe in front of them, and the hot hearts in their hearts were ignited again. Feeling the aura emanating from him, they strengthened their thinking.

With Cheng Xianghe's current level of cultivation, at least the Yunmeng Cheng family can be kept safe for a hundred years, and by then all members of the family Qi and Yu generations will have grown up.

After a moment of silence, the three of them turned their heads to look at the young man who was sitting on the same table, believing that the Cheng family would become stronger and stronger in their hearts.

At the same time, Cheng Yutian, who was sitting on the side, felt the family affection among the three people beside him. Even after he entered Yunmeng Mountain for more than two years, his family's kindness to him was full of gratitude, and he secretly said in his heart.

"As long as the family lives up to me, I will be loyal to Yunmeng Cheng!"

If this is the case, if Cheng Yuanqu and others know about it, they will be overjoyed.

After all, Cheng Yutian has only been in Yunmeng Mountain for a few years, so it is quite good to have such awareness.

After a while, a figure of a heroic woman with short hair appeared in Cheng Xianghe's mind, with a look of worry flashing in his eyes, he asked Cheng Yuanqu and Cheng Yuanxian.

"Uncle, Ninth Uncle, Eighteenth Aunt, have you returned to the family?"

Hearing this, the two looked at each other with wry smiles, shook their heads, and said that Cheng Yuanjie hadn't returned home!
Seeing this scene, Cheng Xianghe had a wry smile on his face.

Cheng Yuanjie is a special case in the entire Yunmeng Mountain. The three senior members of the Yunmeng Cheng family here are not worried about her safety, nor are they worried that she will defect to the family because of the beast tide, but they are a little helpless for her self-serving behavior .

Cheng Yutian, who was sitting beside him, looked at the expressions of the three people beside him, full of doubts, but he didn't ask any questions.

After half a stick of incense, Cheng Yuanqu and Cheng Yuanxian walked side by side, leading Cheng Yutian down the mountain.

At this time, Cheng Xianghe, who was alone on the top of Yunmeng Mountain, had several bright lights flashing in his eyes, feeling his own cultivation skills, his face beamed with joy, and he murmured to himself.

"I didn't expect that the medicinal power of the Ziyun fruit is so strong, maybe I can still..."

(End of this chapter)