Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 126: The family is well fed! Advancement and development in all aspects
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Chen Xuanmo couldn't help but think of the difficult days when he was cultivating immortals. He planned carefully and practiced diligently, but in the end, he still couldn't see any hope of obtaining the golden elixir.

If you want to achieve the Golden Elixir, you can't just practice hard according to this cultivation secret book.

Not to mention that the speed of cultivation of the four spiritual roots is relatively slow. It is difficult to cultivate to the peak of the foundation-building stage before the deadline of 200 years. Even if it can be reached, it is impossible for the sect to pass on the Dao seed imprint of the Golden Elixir Orthodoxy to a cultivator with four spiritual roots.

The Dao Seed Imprint is the perception and summary of the Dao by our ancestors. It can not only help you grasp the true meaning of the Dao faster, but also provide guidance and assistance when you are forming the elixir. You only need to follow the footsteps of your ancestors step by step to greatly increase the success rate of forming the elixir.

If there is no Dao Seed Imprint, one has to rely on oneself to comprehend the true meaning of the Dao, and if there is no enhancement when forming the Golden Elixir, then even a Golden Elixir Seed with three spiritual roots will have its rate of forming the Golden Elixir greatly reduced, and even a genius with two spiritual roots will fail to form the Golden Elixir.

It is said that only the chosen ones with the legendary heavenly spiritual roots can find their own way to the golden elixir without relying on the Dao seeds imprints left by their predecessors.

But if this were true, this gifted child of destiny would waste too much time on the path to the Golden Elixir, and would basically have no chance of achieving the Nascent Soul stage.

Chen Xuanmo had every reason to believe how bumpy and difficult it was for the first generation of immortal cultivators to open up the path of immortal cultivation. Over the long years, it was thanks to generation after generation of chosen ones who continued to pave the way forward, working hard, and even relying on the chosen ones to run relay races, that the current immortal cultivation system was developed and one Taoist system after another was created!

In this era, those with three spiritual roots have a good chance of forming a pill, and those with two spiritual roots have an even better chance of forming an infant. All of this is based on the shoulders of our ancestors.

Of course, now that Chen Ningtai has the opportunity to form a pill with only four spiritual roots, he is naturally relying on Chen Xuanmo. Otherwise, how can a small foundation-building family have the opportunity to obtain the Golden Element Orthodoxy and inherit the Dao Seed Seal?
Even though Chen Ningtai now has the Dao Seed Mark and other complete auxiliary means, his pill-forming rate is not optimistic. It may be 10% or 20%, but it is definitely not as high as the 70% rate of a normal person with three spiritual roots.

At that time, he would still have to rely on Chen Xuanmo to accumulate a large amount of purple energy to help his luck!
As Chen Xuanmo kept muttering sourly, Chen Ningtai was getting better and better.

After just a few days.

Chen Ningtai had completed the initial transformation of his cultivation and had completely possessed the Dao Seed imprint of the Taiyi Gengjin Zhenjue. The next step was just a matter of time.

It would take him at least a year to completely transform the gold essence gained from practicing the [Golden Essence Body Tempering Technique] into the Taiyi Gengjin Essence.

And take advantage of the time when he is changing his training.

Chen Xuanmo, in the heroic spirit state, had already toured the deserted island and easily found the small treasure boat hidden by Blood Thirty-Three.

Wang Qianqian checked the status of Baozhou and found that its problem was not serious.

The main problems are concentrated in two aspects.

First, due to years of neglect in maintenance, some parts of the spirit array system have become poorly connected, and some aging parts need to be replaced.

Secondly, it suffered a blow, which made some of the already aging and fragile parts even worse and caused failures.

Although Wang Qianqian specialized in puppets in the field of refining equipment, she had previously repaired small spirit boats, presided over an upgrade project for the Xuan Mo, and completed a major overhaul project for the Xuan Mo. She had a very good understanding of the systems of spirit boats and treasure boats.

If she was asked to design and refine a spirit boat or treasure boat by herself, she would definitely not be able to do it, but she could do it easily just by checking the current condition of the treasure boat.

"Grandfather." Wang Qianqian said to Xuan Mo Lingjian, "There is no problem with the overall frame and structure of this small treasure boat. The parts that require long-term maintenance are not expensive. But if we ask the brothers from the Refining Hall to repair it, the existence of this treasure boat will be exposed, causing unnecessary trouble."

"I suggest that we first tow it back to the natural water cave below Zhenhai Villa and hide it there. Then I will contact different brothers through Shiyun to customize some parts in batches. We can also customize some parts from Jinwufang City. Then we can replace the damaged parts ourselves."

"Although the process is a bit complicated and will take two to three years, this way we can conceal the existence of this treasure ship and use it as a trump card at a critical moment."

"Buzz!"

Seeing that Wang Qianqian had thought it through, Chen Xuanmo naturally agreed with her proposal.

The distance to Zhenhai Villa was only about two thousand miles. With the speed of the Xuanmo, even though it was towing a small floating treasure boat, which slowed down the speed a lot, it still took only three hours to arrive successfully.

After hiding the treasure boat in a natural water cave, Chen Ningtai called Yang Yuling and Lei Man who were busy at a nearby fishing ground, and took them on the Xuanmo to the northern waters.

After arriving at the edge of Chenghai, the Xuanmo flew into the gale layer.

Relying on the good concealment of the strong wind layer, the Xuan Mo flew all the way to a deserted island five hundred miles away from the Blood Soul Sect's underwater nest, and then quietly hid.

The next step was to replicate the previous route, with Yang Yuling and Lei Man sneaking through the sea with the Xuan Mo Ling Sword.

After another small upgrade, Chen Xuanmo's heroic spirit can now move within a range of twenty miles centered on the Lucky Bead, and its reconnaissance capabilities and security have been further enhanced.

soon.

Chen Xuanmo's heroic spirit appeared in the Blood Soul Cult's underwater base. After a tour, he met the unknown Blood Soul Cult old friend again.

Coincidentally, at this moment, that guy was talking to the young descendant Blood Deacon.

The somewhat old-looking Blood Soul Envoy seemed to be full of displeasure and complaints: "Xuewu, Chimei, Shigu and the others are too useless. With such a lineup, a surprise attack on a Jindan family with only one ancestor would fail."

"The guardian lost face in front of the other two guardians, and he took out all his anger on us."

Hearing this, the young blood steward was also unhappy, and followed the old ancestor's words and cursed: "That's right, it's a pity that you, the old ancestor, personally took the risk and traveled thousands of miles to Beihai County to stir up trouble, completing the strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, and attracted the attention of the old monster Ziyin."

"I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates."

The young blood deacon appropriately expressed his indignation on behalf of the old ancestor.

"Humph! Fortunately, after being trapped in Hedong County, Blood Mist still dared to send us a message to ask for help." The old Blood Soul Envoy sneered, "Now most of the Yunyang Sect's attention is still focused on Hedong County. Are they asking us to die?"

In order to please the ancestor, the young blood deacon helped to curse the blood mist.

Finally, the young blood steward said, "I have already made progress on what you asked me to do last time, Grandpa."

"After many inquiries, I found that several children of the Heyang Luo family, when drunk or trying to please women, inadvertently boasted that the family had made great contributions and earned a lot of contribution points. And they were also fortunate enough to participate in it."

The Blood Soul Envoy's face suddenly darkened. "What a Heyang Luo clan! I wasn't sure it was them before, but now it seems certain."

"Grandpa, what should we do? Should we take action against the Luo family immediately?" said the young blood deacon.

The Blood Soul Envoy was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The Luo family is a Jindan family. It is impossible for us to swallow the Luo family alone. Now that Xuewu and the others have just suffered a defeat, the guardian is a little anxious, so we can't act rashly."

The young blood deacon frowned and said, "Then, are we just going to let the Luo family be so arrogant?"

"Hmph, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge." The old Blood Soul Envoy sneered, "Let's keep this account for now. When the situation gets better, I will invite a few friends to destroy the Luo family together."

After a pause, the Blood Soul Envoy seemed to feel that this move was somewhat embarrassing, so he changed the subject and said, "The situation has been bad recently, so you should not go out and do anything else. Just stay in the base and practice well. I will also be in seclusion recently, and strive to break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core as soon as possible! By then, the small Luo family will be in calamity."

"Yes, Grandpa." The young blood deacon obeyed the order obediently.

This place was secretive, so the two of them naturally did not shy away from talking, which made Chen Xuanmo, who was listening nearby, stunned.

It turned out that the Blood Soul Envoy and Blood Mist were all under the command of the same Blood Soul Cult guardian. However, because this team suffered heavy losses in the battle with the Cui family, they had to temporarily stop and lie dormant, causing their strategy of shifting the blame to the Luo family to fail.

No, to be precise, the strategy was successful, but objective reasons delayed the Blood Soul Envoy's revenge plan.

However, Chen Xuanmo was not discouraged. In this world, for many things one can only do one's best and leave the rest to fate. It is impossible for everything to go as one expected.

Moreover, an important message was revealed from the conversation between the two people.

There are actually three Blood Soul Sect guardians within the territory of the Great Wu Kingdom.

The situation suddenly became more complicated.

Chen Xuanmo couldn't help but start thinking, should he report the Blood Soul Cult's base to the sect and earn some merit for free?
But immediately, Chen Xuanmo rejected this idea.

First, Chen is now very full and needs time to settle and digest.

Secondly, the merits for reporting are relatively few, and the Chen family does not lack such merits now.

Besides, this is the only Jindan-level base of the Blood Soul Sect that he knows of. He can come here every year to eavesdrop and learn about the latest intelligence and trends of the Blood Soul Sect. If he reports this base, who can he ask for free intelligence from?
Maybe one day, I will get to know important information?

Taking all factors into consideration, it is more cost-effective to keep this Blood Soul Cult base.

Afterwards, Chen Xuanmo walked around the base again, checked all the facilities and mechanisms, and then left with satisfaction.

When Chen Xuanmo returned to the Xuanmo, in order not to waste the purple energy, he fell into a deep sleep.

After Chen Ningtai returned home, he continued to do what he was supposed to do. No one knew that Chen had quietly intercepted Blood Thirty-Three and took the Taiyi Gengjin Zhenjue into his pocket.

After a short while.

Chen’s Dingfeng Farm.

This farm, which is only a hundred miles away from Qingyu Cliff, was opened by Chen Xuanmo when he was just starting out. He spent a lot of effort to manage it in his early years. Not only does it have a good location, but it also has sufficient water sources, and it has great potential for future development.

Today, Dingfeng Farm has two to three hundred tenant farmers, who have opened up four thousand acres of fertile land, growing all kinds of grains, vegetables, fruits, and raising many poultry and pigs. It almost provides the source of most of the common food for the main line and side branches of the Chen family. The surplus will be sold to the outside in exchange for silver and gold.

For the vast majority of immortal cultivation families, it is impossible for members of the Qi Refining stage to eat spiritual rice and spiritual meat for every meal. It is not only a question of whether they can afford it, but also a waste if they eat too much spiritual rice and spiritual meat and cannot digest it in time.

But unfortunately, the core spiritual vein of Dingfeng Farm is only a small attributeless spiritual vein. Even if one cultivates the land around it carefully, one can only open up two acres of low-quality spiritual fields, with an annual output value of about 140 spirit stones.

After deducting sect taxes and the costs of spirit seeds, fertilizers, etc., the net profit is only a few dozen spirit stones, and it is not sold to the outside world. All of it goes into the family's internal supply system.

As the Chen family grew increasingly powerful and various farms increased in number, the status of Dingfeng Farm in the Chen family was gradually declining. Now it is just an ordinary farm among the many farms under the Chen family.

However, now, many years later.

Dingfeng Farm suddenly ushered in a new wave of vitality.

Now is the time after the autumn harvest.

With the two acres of bare spiritual fields that have been harvested as the center, a large area around it is temporarily fenced off.

Inside the fence, five areas have been divided according to the terrain, and a large pit has been dug in each area, for a total of five large pits.

Next to the pit, several disciples from Yunyang Sect's Taiyue Peak were busy carrying spiritual pillars that were six or seven feet long and six or seven feet in diameter. These spiritual pillars were of different colors. The red spiritual pillars were made of fire source stone, with a thin layer of red iron skin on the surface, and intricate array patterns were engraved on them.

The other four spiritual pillars also correspond to the four colors of blue, green, gold and yellow.

The brothers worked hard to erect the spirit pillar and inserted it into the pre-dug hole. Then one of the strongest brothers smashed it down from top to bottom with a spirit hammer.

"Dangdang!"

With one blow of the hammer, the spiritual pillar sank several feet into the ground.

As the signal for pile hammering sounded, the sound of "bang bang" was heard continuously, and the spiritual foundation pillar penetrated deep into the ground like a nail.

Afterwards, they embedded a lot of low-grade fire spirit stones into the spirit stone slots of the spirit base pillars.

As the spirit pillar was charged, lines of red fire energy continued to spread downward along the spirit pillar. In a short moment, the surrounding land was dyed red and felt a little hot to the touch.

This is Dingfeng Farm building a small five-element spirit gathering array.

The five elements spirit veins have not been transplanted yet. What they are building now is the spirit gathering array base. After the array base is completed, the five elements spirit stones will be used to nourish the surrounding environment, so that the environment in a small range can be more compatible with the spirit vein properties, which will facilitate the subsequent spirit vein transplantation work.

You know, spiritual veins have a certain magical activity. If the environment is not suitable, the transplanted spiritual veins will not only fail to connect with the earth and form an endless cycle, but will gradually shrink and wither, eventually becoming dead veins.

The purpose of what they are doing now is to create a small environment suitable for the spiritual veins of corresponding attributes in advance, so that after the spiritual veins are transplanted, they can smoothly connect with the earth veins and form a stable circulation.

This method is just like raising ornamental fish. You must first build a tank and water, and then build a water circulation system and a relatively stable environment before you can put the fish in.

Otherwise, the mortality rate of new fish in the tank will be quite high.

The construction site was busy and lively, especially Zhuge Linglong, who was very serious and paid attention to every construction link like a supervisor.

"Brother Jin Lei, when you strike the spiritual pillar, be gentler in your technique to avoid damaging the foundation of the spiritual pillar and causing the spiritual vein transplant to fail."

"Brother Tieshan, please measure the position of your spiritual foundation pillar again to make the location more accurate."

As Zhuge Linglong supervised the work everywhere, the brothers couldn't help but laugh and tease her: "Junior sister Linglong, you haven't even married into the Chen family yet, but you already regard yourself as the young lady of the Chen family, and you always think of the Chen family."

"Hate it, I won't talk to you anymore." Zhuge Linglong stamped her foot and ran away shyly, "You guys go ahead and do your work, I'll go check on Xinsong."

Behind me, I heard a group of fellow students laughing.

And at the same time.

In another area within the enclosure.

A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who was wearing a green robe and had a small moustache and looked quite like an immortal, was outlining the scope of the spiritual field, sorting out the spiritual power of the earth veins, and paving channels for the future direction of the spiritual power of the earth veins.

He was seen holding an ancient-style bronze treasure mirror in one hand and making finger gestures with the other, walking around the fields with graceful steps and a unique rhythm, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.

With a casual wave of his finger, more than a dozen straw men made of spiritual rice straw rushed forward, holding sickles, hoes and other farm tools, waving them, and quickly cleared away some plants and trees that were blocking the way.

That posture gave a feeling of commanding troops and issuing orders.

At the same time, the senior brother made another gesture with his fingers and muttered, "Get up!"

next moment.

Then a vine as thick as a python drilled into the soil, rolling and rushing forward like a burrowing dragon, and the soil was turned over wherever it passed.

There were more than a dozen scarecrows following behind the vines, and they went forward and dug a ditch with hoes.

The direction and position of each ditch are extremely particular, and they are the spiritual channels that will communicate with the small five elements spirit gathering array in the future.

On a ridge of a field not far away, there stood a young man with a handsome face, gentle temperament, and like a handsome young man.

This man was Chen Xinsong.

While observing the movements of the foundation-building monk, he quickly wrote something down in the small notebook in his hand, looking extremely serious and focused.

When the Foundation Establishment brother's spellcasting came to a temporary halt, he approached cautiously with a look of sincere admiration and yearning on his face: "Brother Zhiqiang, you have great spells. You really deserve to be the direct disciple of the Changsheng Valley of the sect."

To him, all the methods displayed by the senior brother in front of him were very powerful. He was simply the most powerful wood element cultivator he had ever seen.

Although the family now has the superior wild method of the Wood Element, there is not a single Wood Element foundation-building cultivator. That is why when he practices, he can only follow the instructions and figure it out on his own. There are many things he doesn't understand, and there is no suitable person to ask for advice.

Now that he had finally found such a powerful wood-type cultivator, he naturally didn't want to let him go.

After praising him, he cautiously asked, "Brother Zhiqiang, I don't quite understand the ideas you just outlined for sorting out the earth veins. Can you explain them to me a little more?"

Senior Brother Zhiqiang, who had a small mustache, glanced at Chen Xinsong indifferently, as if he was a little disgusted: "You are just a little cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining Stage, it's a miracle you can understand it. Go away, stay aside, don't get in the way here."

For Senior Brother Zhiqiang, this was just a mission, and he happened to follow Master Changsheng to Hedong County to carry out the Cui family rescue mission, and by the way, he took on the task of assisting the local family farms in sorting out the land veins and planning spiritual fields.

Once the task is completed, he can leave and go back to the Merit Hall to settle his contribution to the task.

This unrelated little monk, who was recording his own techniques in a notebook, actually wanted to learn his unique techniques. It was ridiculous. Who did he think he was?

Especially this guy with slicked-back hair and flashy clothes, it is obvious at first glance that he is a guy who is very popular among the senior and junior students.

snort!
It's great that you're handsome. If you're handsome, you can make a living by relying on your looks. Why do you come here to farm and get involved?

On the surface, Senior Brother Zhiqiang maintained the appearance of a sage, but in his heart he had already vilified Chen Xinsong dozens of times.

Chen Xinsong blushed and felt embarrassed after being scolded by him. He took two steps back and bowed to apologize: "It was the junior Meng who was careless."

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was really not easy to learn something.

He was well aware of his great grandfather's intention to train him to be a farming talent by asking him to practice the [Qingmu Changsheng Jue]. Although he did not like farming, he could understand the family's overall planning for the clan members.

In fact, he could better understand that his great-grandfather let him take the logistics route out of a mentality of love and protection.

Chen Xinsong also wanted to contribute to the family, so he often spent time in the farmland to study since he was a child. However, the Chen family had a shallow foundation in the spiritual field industry, so he did not have many opportunities to practice. Now that the family's Dingfeng Farm happened to be building a small five-element spirit gathering array, he naturally volunteered to come and help, wanting to take the opportunity to learn more about farming and agronomy.

This senior brother Zhiqiang not only has superb skills, but also has good ability in farming. Chen Xinsong really wants to learn something from him, but unfortunately, he just ignores him and even looks down on him.

Chen Xinsong felt that he was quite polite and would praise others whenever he got the chance, so why was he not liked by Senior Brother Zhiqiang?
Suddenly.

A muffled female voice sounded: "Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Zhiqiang?"

Zhuge Linglong appeared behind Chen Xinsong without knowing when, strode forward, grabbed Senior Brother Zhiqiang's arm and walked in another direction: "Come on, Senior Brother Zhiqiang, let's talk for a moment. I want to discuss something with you."

"Junior Sister Linglong, you, you, you, what are you going to do? Senior Brother is not that kind of person. Ouch, please be gentle..."

Brother Zhiqiang tried to struggle but was powerless. He was dragged away by Zhuge Linglong like a scarecrow and ended up in a grove in the distance.

Not a moment longer.

Senior Brother Zhiqiang, with a bruised face and nose, and Junior Sister Linglong, who looked relaxed and happy, came back from their conversation.

Senior Brother Zhiqiang still had the demeanor of a sage. He wiped the blood from his nose with the wide sleeves of his green robe and said to Chen Xinsong enthusiastically: "Young people, it is a good thing to be diligent and studious. This proves that I am not alone in my path~"

"I welcome more outstanding young people to join the agricultural sciences and contribute to the great ideal of realizing a world without hunger and cold at an early date."

"Come on, come on, you just said there's something you don't understand? Just speak up. I'll teach you everything I can."

As he said these words, a faint blue light lingered around him, and the bruises on his face were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He believed that in less than a quarter of an hour, he would be back to normal.

This again made Chen Xinsong look in awe.

Senior Brother Zhiqiang is worthy of being a direct disciple of Changsheng Valley. His self-healing ability is truly powerful.

The only thing that made Chen Xinsong feel uncomfortable was that Senior Sister Linglong was looking at him lovingly, her chin supported by her hand, as if she was swimming in a sea of ​​happiness.

do not care.

Learning things is important, he was just about to ask.

suddenly.

A delicate voice came from behind: "Brother Xinsong, I wonder you are here. It took me a while to find you."

Chen Xinsong looked back suddenly.

But I saw a young girl in a white dress standing on the edge of the field with a basket on her arm, which was filled with some exquisite food boxes.

This girl is naturally Cui Lingying from the Cui family.

Compared to the down-and-out little girl she was half a year ago, she has grown up a lot now.

The sunlight enveloped her body, as if she was coated with a layer of light. A breeze blew, and her white dress swayed slightly in the wind, slender and light, like a delicate white lotus.

Chen Xinsong's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Senior Sister Linglong, then at Cui Lingying, and felt bitter.

How to deal with this kind of situation? There is no teaching in the clan studies.

I, Chen Xinsong, have a really hard time!
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(End of this chapter)