Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 3 I, Chen Xuanmo, have actually become someone with a golden finger.

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"Ridiculous." Chen Jingyun kicked him. "Maybe the girl has something urgent to do. Don't slander her innocence for no reason."

The boy didn't dodge and took the kick. He patted his butt as if nothing had happened and said with a playful smile:

"Yes, yes, Fairy Qianqian must have encountered some difficulties and is asking the young master to help her get justice."

Although these servants and slaves in the Chen family do not have the spiritual roots to cultivate immortals, they are all elites who have been strictly screened and trained since childhood.

Their martial arts skills are enough to make them masters in the secular world.

However, compared with the immortal cultivators, these so-called martial arts masters pale in comparison.

The first stage of the Qi Refining period for immortal cultivators requires the ability to draw Qi into the body, penetrate the Ren and Du meridians, open up the two bridges of heaven and earth, and refine a breath of innate spiritual energy.

And the highest realm of secular martial arts - the innate realm, is just the first level of entry in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

What's even more cruel is that even if some mortals have excellent comprehension, without spiritual roots, the innate spiritual energy they have cultivated with great difficulty will be as difficult to maintain as rootless duckweed.

It is even more difficult to take another step forward.

There is nothing more cruel than the difference between immortals and mortals.

Chen Jingyun on this side ignored the servant and went straight out of the mountain gate.

He made a casual move only after leaving the range of the clan protective formation.

A magical weapon in the shape of a green leaf flew out of the storage bag.

The magic weapon spun around him, flashing green light, and then hovered steadily under his feet.

This is a common flying magic tool [Spirit Leaf], which is very suitable for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

But the price is not cheap, not every ordinary cultivator can afford it.

Even the younger generation of the Chen family are not all worthy of Ling Ye.

Chen Jingyun jumped lightly onto the spirit leaf, and with a thought, the spirit leaf immediately took off into the air and rushed forward.

Although its speed was not very fast and it could not fly high, it was very agile in terms of maneuvering and evading. It flew along the branch road of the mountain, carrying its owner towards the back mountain.

During this process, Chen Xuanmo was so angry that he wanted to crawl out of the coffin.

He angrily put his hands behind his back and followed his great-grandson closely, ready to find out what was going on.

However, he soon discovered that in the heroic spirit state, the farther he was from the main ancestral hall, the slower and slower his movements became.

Fortunately, the back mountain was not far from the Chen family’s main residence, and Chen Xuanmo was able to barely reach it and start activities.

Back mountain.

A young girl sits lightly on a kite, her dress fluttering in the wind, as graceful as a fairy.

However, her delicate face was filled with worries, and she muttered to herself while cheering herself up.

"Qianqian, ah Qianqian, you can do it."

"That Chen Jingyun has a simple look and seems to be easy to talk to."

When she saw Chen Jingyun flying towards her on the spiritual leaves, she forced a smile on her pretty face, which was not too sincere.

She controlled the kite and went forward.

Unlike the smooth flight of the spirit leaf, the kite made a squeaking sound, as if protesting against its unbearable weight, giving people a feeling that it might fall apart at any time.

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Qianqian greeted sweetly, her voice clear and pleasant.

"Miss Qianqian, why did you ask me to meet you?" Chen Jingyun jumped down from the spirit leaf lightly with a graceful and easy movement. With a casual point of his finger, the spirit leaf turned back into a green light and fell into the storage bag on his waist.

The set of movements is smooth and flowing, showing the demeanor of a young man from a noble family.

"what?"

Chen Xuanmo, who had come here to cause trouble, took a look at the girl and discovered that she was not simple.

Although she looked to be no more than 20 years old, her aura seemed to have reached the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage.

This already belongs to the middle stage of Qi Refining, and has reached the second of the three realms of Qi Refining - [Spiritual Spring].

In the ancient times of this world, the Qi Refining Stage was divided into only three realms, namely [Xuanqiao], [Lingquan], and [Qifu], which correspond to the modern Qi Refining Stages one to three, four to six, and seven to nine respectively!
Each of these three realms has a bottleneck, but once you break through the bottleneck, your state will transform and your strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

This girl, in terms of qualifications, is similar to Jing Yun.

After all, Chen Jingyun also had the aptitude of four spiritual roots, and he reached the peak of the third level of Qi Refining Stage at the mere age of nineteen.

For a while.

Chen Xuanmo became more interested in this girl Qianqian, and thought that she and Jingyun would be a couple.

Maybe she'll be lucky enough to give birth to a child with three spiritual roots. Wouldn't that make Chen a big profit? "Mr. Chen." Miss Qianqian still tried to smile and said, "My name is Wang Qianqian. I rented a shop in our [Sheshan Market] and opened a [Magic Instrument Repair Shop]."

Repair of magical instruments?

Just you?
Chen Jingyun looked sideways at her, looking her up and down, and said with some suspicion: "Speak to the point."

"Ahem~ Business hasn't been very good recently and the shop rent has gone up a lot. Woohoo~ The manager of the market said that if I can't pay the rent anymore, he will evict me." Wang Qianqian pretended to look pitiful and even sobbed a few times.

"I have no say in the operation of the market." Chen Jingyun frowned and waved his hand.

Sheshan Market is a joint venture of the Chen, Zheng and Zhao clans. Although the Chen clan currently holds 40% of the profits, his great-grandfather has passed away now, and it is hard to say what will happen next.

What's more, even if his great-grandfather was not dead, Chen Jingyun would not be qualified to interfere in the operation of the market.

"No, no, no, I dare not ask Master Chen to waive the rent." Wang Qianqian laughed awkwardly, came forward, lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Actually, I'm running a project, and I invested too much money in the early stage, which caused financial difficulties."

Chen Jingyun asked curiously, "What project?"

Wang Qianqian said in a very solemn and low voice: "The mid-stage Qi Refining puppet imitation project."

Chen Jingyun's face suddenly turned dark.

But Wang Qianqian still took care of herself and introduced excitedly: "Now this project has reached the most critical juncture, and it will be successful soon! One hundred spirit stones, as long as Mr. Chen invests one hundred spirit stones, I will give you 10%, no, 20% of the shares!"

"Really?" Chen Jingyun's eyes twitched, his face slightly excited, "For such a good project, why did Miss Qianqian choose me, Chen Jingyun?"

"That's because Master Chen is young and promising, with a bright future ahead of him." Wang Qianqian patted her chest and said seriously, "I, Wang Qianqian, don't take money from just anyone."

"I think you think I'm the stupid son of a great immortal cultivation family. I'm stupid, but I have a lot of money, right?" Chen Jingyun was so angry that he laughed, "Haha, a puppet imitation, and it's in the middle stage of Qi Refining. Anyway, it's just bragging. Why don't you say it's a replica of a foundation building puppet?"

"I also have a fragmentary blueprint for the foundation-building puppet." Wang Qianqian blinked innocently and said, "But it's too early to say anything now. I have to wait until I reach the foundation-building stage before I have a chance to develop it."

Chen Jingyun smiled and turned away.

"The girl's project is too big. I, Chen Jingyun, am poor and have no money. I don't have the life or appetite to take it. Goodbye~~"

Having said that, he walked back without looking back, and released the flying magic weapon Lingye.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xuanmo couldn't help but laugh.

Although my great-grandson is a little well-behaved and honest, he is not too stupid.

Wang Qianqian's eloquent speech also made him, the Xuanmo ancestor, miss her very much. When he was young, he was penniless and relied on his eloquence to deceive people and finally laid the foundation for today's business.

Wang Qianqian's face was full of disappointment. She had thought that she could take advantage of the opportunity of Chen Xuanmo's death to sneak into the Chen family's main residence and find a rich sucker to invest in her project.

For this reason, she pretended to cry a few times at the gate of the mountain and forced out a few tears.

But who would have thought that Chen's great-grandson would be so unkind.

Could it be that Wang Qianqian had encountered a fake fourth-generation immortal?

Just as Chen Jingyun was about to step onto the spiritual leaf and get away from this wild cultivator swindler, he suddenly caught a glimpse of what seemed to be an exquisite brocade bag in the grass between the stones under his feet.

His heart moved slightly, and he raised his hand. A stream of spiritual power shot out and pushed away the surrounding weeds.

The brocade bag was suddenly revealed.

It turned out to be a storage bag.

This low-grade storage bag does not have any mark of divine consciousness sacrifice and can be opened by anyone.

Chen Jingyun picked it up casually, opened the bag and looked inside. The nonchalant expression on his face suddenly froze.

"I saw" that the storage bag was full of sparkling spirit stones.

A rough estimate is no less than one hundred yuan!

This……

Chen Jingyun's pupils trembled and his eyes slowly widened.

"Is this the money you picked up?"

Chen Xuanmo was also shocked.

One hundred spirit stones is not a lot of money for the old ancestor Xuan Mo, but it is not a small amount of money after all!
What surprised him even more was that the moment Chen Jingyun picked up the storage bag, the purple light on his forehead suddenly dissipated with a "pop" sound and turned into nothingness.

My heart moved and I had an epiphany.

It turned out to be the case.

The fact that his great-grandson was able to pick up spirit stones was probably due to that ray of purple energy.

I, Chen Xuanmo, have actually become someone with a golden finger.

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　(The pace of this article was slow and tepid in the early stage, but it progressed rapidly after the plot unfolded in Chapter 42)
　　
　
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