Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Thinking of Xiaoxue, Lu Xuanji's heart was a little confused.

On the spot, Xiaoxue was like a small tail, and often followed behind his buttocks. Lu Xuanji didn't feel anything, and sometimes he scolded a few words.

But when she left, she was worried.

In Qingshui County, there is an order and rules of the Danyang School.

Even if it is murder and arson, you have to find an excuse, and you have to worry about this and that.

But in some places outside, there is no order.

If you want to kill, just kill!

No reason, no excuse.

Feeling a little confused, he walked out of the cave and reached the top of Changyuan Mountain in a flash.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the entire Changyuan Mountain.

In the middle of Lingshan, there are cave dwellings, with squares, houses, medicine gardens, spiritual fields, etc. on the periphery, intermingled with each other and appearing to be orderly.

The entire Changyuan Mountain appears orderly and orderly.

The originally chaotic heart gradually calmed down.

"There are more than 300 monks in the Lu family, plus the children who live here, as well as mortal wives and concubines, there are about a thousand people... I am the head of the Lu family, how can my heart be disturbed!" Lu Xuanxin smiled, Looking up at the starry sky, I couldn't help thinking.

Is this world a round sky or a planetary pattern?

Where is the fairyland?

Immortal world, is a huge planet, or a special four-dimensional space.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help being crazy!

At this moment, a young man's voice came: "Patriarch, my father is dying!"

Lu Xuanji's mind was shaking, and only then did he wake up from the trance.

"what happened?"

Lu Xuanji immediately stood up from lying on his back, only to see a young man greeting him.

With a flickering figure, Lu Xuanji approached the boy and asked, "What happened?"

"My father, it's almost impossible!"

Lu Xuanwen said.

"Wait a moment!"

Lu Xuanji directly carried the young man, very fast, to a courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

In the courtyard, flowers and plants are planted, and spiritual rice is planted, exuding a faint aroma.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xuanji landed on the ground and knocked on the door.

After a while, a concubine opened the door and said, "Master, the patriarch is here!"

Entering the room, Lu Xuanji saw an old man lying on the bed, his breath was sluggish, the source of life was depleting, that is, in three or five days, he was about to die.

The old man is very old, already one hundred and three years old.

At this time, seeing Lu Xuanji walking in, he said, "Patriarch, you are here!"

"Uncle Seventeen, I'm here!" Lu Xuanji said.

The seventeenth uncle, named Lu Jinyuan, is of the same generation as his father.

It's just that Lu Jinyuan's aptitude is not good, he only has five spiritual roots, and he has only cultivated the fifth level of Qi when he is 100 years old.

At this moment, it is the moment when life essence is exhausted and he is about to die of old age.

"Patriarch, you are here!"

Lu Jinyuan said, with a smile on his mouth: "That child doesn't understand things, why bother you for this matter!"

The patriarch called him Seventeenth Uncle.

But if you take the name of Uncle Seventeen and use it to get a university, if you don't know how to handle it, it will be courting death.

This patriarch, in his youth, was an outstanding talent, the foundation seed of the family, and was cultivated as a patriarch.

As for him, he is just five spiritual roots, living in the family.

In terms of friendship, it's just a nodding acquaintance. It's just a few words with each other during the holidays. That's all.

Speaking of how deep the feelings are, one can only think too much.

"Uncle Seventeen, what can't you worry about!" Lu Xuanji asked.

"You retreat, I want to talk to the patriarch!"

Lu Xuanyuan said.

Immediately, the four concubines and the son all left the room.

There were only the two of them left in the room.

"Haha, the old man has lived for more than a hundred years, and there are some regrets." Lu Jinyuan said: "The biggest regret is that I only have five spiritual roots. With five spiritual roots, it is too difficult and too difficult to achieve something. , the old man is unwilling, walking in the wilderness, wanting to get the adventure of the predecessors!"

"As a result, I have been wandering outside for more than 20 years, unknown, and accomplished nothing, and I have not encountered any adventures or relics of seniors."

"Later, I married eight concubines and passed on to future generations."

"Up to now, there is nothing I can't let go of. There are three dead concubines, so I won't say more; the remaining five, give out some money, go to the country to find some good people, and remarry!"

"As for the five sons of the old man, four of them have no spiritual roots. When they live in the mortal world, they will not be rich or noble, but they are also well-off, so the old man doesn't say much. As for Lu Xuanwen's four spiritual roots, his aptitude is better than mine. Some, but also limited. If there is a chance, let him build the foundation; if there is no chance, let him go!"

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't be a horse and cattle for their children and grandchildren! By the way, these spirit stones are given to the patriarch to take care of Xuanwen."

Saying that, he took a bag and handed it over.

Lu Xuanji didn't answer, but said, "Why?"

"Patriarch, accept it!"

Lu Xuanji was silent, and ended up with the storage bag.

There are only more than 1,000 spiritual stones in it.

A qi-training cultivator's annual income is between 20 and 50 spirit stones. Even if there is a little extra money, the income is limited.

These thousand spirit stones are Lu Jinyuan's life savings.

This thousand spirit stones were not directly given to his son Lu Xuanwen, but given to him, so he could win some connections for his son!

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

Seeing that the patriarch accepted the spirit stone~www.readwn.com~ Lu Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The Lu family is a cultivator family, and they walk together with blood as the pivot. Compared with the cultivator sect, their relationship is much closer.

But among those blood relatives within three generations, there are still some close ones.

Those relatives who are separated by several generations, more than a dozen generations, how much can they get close, and how much family affection they have.

When asking for help, always give some gifts. This is the basic etiquette.

Don't ask the patriarch to help too much, just support one or two small things, that's fine.

……

A few days later, Lu Jinyuan died.

He died very peacefully.

Only his son Lu Xuanwen, four concubines, and a few close people, farewell one or two.

As for the other cultivators, after hearing the news, they just hummed and said they knew.

He died in obscurity.

Standing in front of the tomb, Lu Xuanji sighed slightly.

"Xuanwen, what are your plans?"

Lu Xuanji asked.

"Are you planning to?" Lu Xuanwen said: "I only have four spiritual roots, and my aptitude is not bad. If there is no big chance, I can barely cultivate to the peak of Qi practice at the age of 100, but there is no hope of building a foundation. I plan to Go outside and look for some opportunities!"

"Okay! Young people should go out for a while. If you get tired outside, remember to go home!"

Lu Xuanji agreed.

He handed over three talismans directly, one was used to attack the second floor of the foundation building; the other could be teleported five miles away, which could be used to escape; the other could be turned into a golden shield to resist the attack of the foundation building cultivator.

The price of these three talismans is one thousand two hundred spirit stones.

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