Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

"Family cultivating immortals, my mobile phone has passed through (

After walking out of Shuiyuedongtian, Lu Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief and entered the garden.

Old Ancestor Jin was cultivating, and the spiritual energy surged in the void, and entered his body along the acupoints. A spiritual vortex appeared in the void, forming a small aura storm.

Lu Xuanji stood still.

About half an hour later, Old Ancestor Jin finished his cultivation.

Standing up, he said, "What physique did you get?"

"Pure Yang Dao Body."

Lu Xuanji said.

"Nice physique, one of the Nine Great Physiques, the future can be expected to transform into a god." Old Ancestor Jin was very satisfied, "I made a bet with Xuan'er, but I won in the end."

"Old Ancestor, screen back and block the sky, I want to say something secret."

Lu Xuanji said.

"Okay, wait a moment."

When Old Ancestor Jin waved his hand, he opened the formation and blocked the space and said, "The formation has been opened here, and everything is blocked, and everything cannot be probed outside."

"Ancestor, this is for you."

Lu Xuanji said, took out a lotus flower in his hand and handed it over.

"This is a magic weapon, but since it's your chance, I won't force it. The mere fourth-grade spiritual treasure is of little use to me." Old Ancestor Jin said of course.

"Old Ancestor, take a closer look."

Lu Xuanji waved his hand and threw it away.

Old Ancestor Jin took it in his hands, and he didn't care at first, but after careful insight, he found that Qinglian's equipment was not simple, and there were dense runes inside. There are fifty-six prohibitions in total.

"This is a seventh-grade spiritual treasure."

Old Ancestor Jin's palm is shaking like a dream.

Seventh-grade Lingbao, it takes thousands of years to refine the virtual power to successfully refine it.

Not to mention the difficulty of refining, just the material is difficult to find.

Back then, when the Jin family was at its peak, there was no Rank 7 Lingbao sitting there. If the Jin family really had a seventh-grade Lingbao in charge, they would not suffer the disaster of annihilation.

"Where did you get this?"

Old Ancestor Jin asked.

"I got the Ascension Pagoda. I couldn't take a remnant soul, but it was swallowed by me. After getting those memories, I successfully entered the eighth floor and got this spiritual treasure. Unfortunately, this spiritual treasure is called Qingjing Lotus Terrace and it is only an assistant. Lord, but not good at attacking and killing.”

Lu Xuanji said: "The ancestors are kind to me, how can I follow the treasures of the ancestors. A person can become bad, but there is no bottom line."

Playing the tranquil lotus platform in his hand, Old Ancestor Jin said with a solemn expression, "This is a seventh-grade spiritual treasure, especially the auxiliary ones, which are hard to find. Those top-level powerhouses control the supernatural powers of killing and killing. Do they have any magic weapons for attacking and killing? Not big. It can assist magic weapons, but it is extremely difficult to find."

"This time, you will lose a lot."

"Qinglian is restrained, and treasures are hidden. If you don't tell me, I don't know at all."

"People can deceive others, but they can't deceive themselves." Lu Xuanji said.

At that time, when he got the [Quiet and Peaceful Lotus Terrace], he also thought about directly occupying this lotus platform, but after thinking about it, he gave up because he couldn't pass the test in his heart.

"The value of the seventh-grade spiritual treasure is extremely high. For such treasures, brothers will turn against each other, Taoist companions will turn against each other, father and son will turn against each other, but you gave it to me so lightly, you are an outlier in the cultivation world." Old Ancestor Jin sighed, Accept the lotus.

With this lotus platform, at the moment of impacting Yuan Ying's tribulation, it can avoid inner demons and increase the success rate by two layers.

"and this."

Lu Xuanji took out a long tooth rice and handed it over.

"This is Longya Rice."

Old Ancestor Jin said in surprise, "Longya rice needs five-color soil as soil and thunder as fertilizer. Five-color soil is a top-grade soil material, and it can be found after arriving in Nascent Soul; as for the thunder that Longya rice needs to grow, at least You need a Grade 4 Lightning-type Spirit Treasure."

"For the time being, I can't plant Longya Rice. When I arrive at Nascent Soul, I can try to plant it."

"Is there only one dragon tooth rice?"

"There are eleven more." Lu Xuanji said, "But if it is unsealed, the Longya Rice cannot be preserved. Over time, the Longya Rice will rot."

"Can I enter the eighth floor, the ninth floor?"

Old Ancestor Jin asked.

"Yes, this is the treasure." Lu Xuanji said, reciting the treasure.

Old Ancestor Jin listened to the treasure and sighed: "If my Jin family could open the eighth and ninth floors back then, how could there be a disaster that would destroy the door, it would also be fate and luck."

Thinking of the family that was destroyed, I couldn't help crying.

Back then, the Jin family had no treasures, so they could only split the seventh floor by violence, but as for the eighth floor, they were powerless.

Because it is forcibly broken, the feather tower can be damaged.

Over the years, she has also thought about opening the eighth and ninth floors, but gradually her mind has faded, and the Sword Ascension Pagoda is directly used as a library to store some books.

This time, in order to thank Lu Xuanji, let him go directly to the seventh floor.

But who would have thought, Lu Xuanji not only broke through the eighth and ninth floors, but also got Qingjing Lotus Terrace and Longya Rice.

...

Without promising anything, he waved Lu Xuanji down.

After Lu Xuanji saluted, he respectfully retreated.

No promise is the best promise.

Thinking back on the ending of the Ascension Gate, thinking about the ending of the Jin family in Zhongzhou, my heart palpitated.

Ascension Sect, with top-level magic weapons, and sect masters like clouds, was wiped out by the Great Samsara; Zhongzhou Jin Family, extremely powerful, had three transformation gods in command, but they were also wiped out, and only Old Ancestor Jin escaped.

Destruction events happen frequently.

Compared to these, what the Lu family had encountered was nothing at all.

Suppressing the impetuousness in his heart, Lu Xuanji urged his spiritual sense~www.readwn.com~ to cut off these distracting thoughts with great concentration.

Don't think, don't think, don't think.

He is just a foundation-building cultivator, and it is useless to think about those top cultivators.

Arriving in the cave, Lu Xuanji began to meditate and practice.

Life has returned to a dull and monotonous state. Every day, he breathes out spiritual energy, refines it into true essence, tempers his physical body, and his cultivation is steadily improving.

Six years later, the aura on his body fluctuated and he entered the sixth floor of the foundation building.

In terms of speed, it was two years earlier than expected.

Counting his age, he was already one hundred and fifteen years old.

Looking in the mirror, there is still a boy in the mirror.

Before I knew it, I felt homesick and went to the garden to say goodbye to Old Ancestor Jin.

"Can't stand it?"

Old Ancestor Jin said with a smile.

"Yes, I can't stand it anymore. I'm a little confused and homesick." Lu Xuanji said.

"Hey. Your heart is not quiet at all. Originally, you thought that you would go down to Ziyang Mountain after you have proved the Dao Zifu, but who would have thought that you will only stay there for less than ten years. Said: "The ruthless is not necessarily invincible, but the affectionate is bound to care a lot, and there are many flaws."

"Forget it, let's go."

"Thank you old man."

Lu Xuanji said respectfully, left Zishan, and headed home.

Ziyang Mountain, with beautiful mountains and beautiful water, is accompanied by beautiful women.

But it's just homesickness, and I feel homesick after ten years away from home.

"Long Xuan."

At this moment, the voice of Jin Laozu came.

Long Xuan appeared, graceful in white, with an ethereal aura.

"Long Xuan, he is not safe outside. You are the guardian of the Dao, and you should protect him for a while until you become a cultivator of Zifu," said Old Ancestor Jin.

"Miss, I understand."

Long Xuan nodded and said, her figure flickered and disappeared.