Immortal Clan: Starting from Managing a Blessed Land

Until Shang Ting saw Shang Yin's divine state on the tablet.

Only then did I realize how exaggerated the merchant’s “nine hundred years of glory” was.

Shang Ting looked down again.

Starting from the fourth generation of the family head, five consecutive generations have been in the foundation building period.

Until the eighth generation female family head Shangzhuang Gong Shang Xiqiu.

These five generations have taken root in the Huangyan Mountains for five hundred years.

This enabled merchants to rebuild their families, gain a firm foothold, and build cities in the Huangyan Mountains, with outstanding achievements.

The reason why the first three generations were called ancestors, and the last five generations were downgraded to 'gong', was because of the gap between clan and family.

At that time, the merchants were prosperous and had many branches, and they were named Tianyu Shang family.

Therefore, the leader of the main family is the main clan and the leader of the entire clan.

He is also the patriarch of the Shang family, and his posthumous title is Zong.

The business that was rebuilt nine hundred years later was a small foundation-building family established by the fourth-generation owner Shang Qi.

Therefore, he is the head of the family and his posthumous title is Gong.

Shang Ting thought to himself:

"The third generation of my business was prosperous and then declined. What happened, it seems, can only be known when we return to Tianyu Domain in the future."

Five hundred years is not a long time for the world of immortality.

When the merchants make a comeback and find the major forces in the Tianyu Territory, they will know the inside story.

But it is an enemy that can destroy Shang Yin and merchants in the transformation stage.

I'm afraid revenge is a long way off.

"Please come to the ancestral temple!"

The memorial ceremony was still being held, and Shang Guangtian gave a long drink.

Shang Haoran was extremely respectful, holding the tablet of the ninth generation family head, Shang Rucai, with both hands.

Gently and very solemnly, he carried it to the rightmost column of the ancestral temple.

Next to Shang Zhuanggong, the eighth generation head of the family, Shang Xiqiu.

Looking at the old and kind face of the old master.

Shang Ting suddenly remembered the old patriarch's answer when he asked about his realm three years ago:

"When I die, you will be able to see my soul when you carry it in."

Shang Ting's thoughts turned around and he realized why the old family leader laughed at that time.

Regarding Shang Rucai, the head of the family, Shang Ting's evaluation is undoubtedly competent.

When he came to the throne a hundred years ago, business was in turmoil.

But now when he left, Shang Haoran had been building the foundation for four years and his realm was stable.

And the family has grown a lot in all aspects.

In the late stage of Qi training, not only did not one person lose, but the number increased from thirty-eight 11 years ago to forty-six.

In the middle period, there were more than 150 capable disciples.

In terms of cultivating new spiritual root fairy seedlings, Shang Ting's suggestions have been implemented for eleven years.

Nowadays, children with spiritual root qualifications are born every year in the clan, and the number has increased from seven or eight to more than twenty today.

Eleven years ago, the first batch of 20 girl fairy seedlings were recruited. Now the children are seven or eight years old and are growing vigorously.

As for the family's various industries such as weapon refining, alchemy, talisman making, beast control, spiritual planting, etc., they have experienced explosive growth in the past three years.

Overall, Shang Rucai tried his best and left a good stall.

The only shortcoming is that the monks in the foundation-building period are somewhat inactive.

However, Shang Ting believes that as long as businesses are given ten to twenty years of development time.

By then, he, Jianfeng Ruyao, and Shangguan Li will gradually build their foundations.

Therefore, the family elders have long been psychologically prepared for the death of their old family leader, and are sad but not sad.

Painful, yet persevering.

Three days after the funeral.

After hearing the bad news, Shang Jianfeng and Shang Ruyao were sent to the sect Feizhou by their master and hurried back.

Shang Ting and Shang Haoran led the brothers and sisters to the ancestral hall.

After eight years of absence, the 26-year-old Shang Jianfeng is now tall and tall, dressed in white clothes.

There is a long and narrow black sword on his waist, and his whole person is very heroic.

And Shang Ruyao, dressed in a white dress, walked quickly, her dress fluttering like a fairy descending to earth.

His eyes, which were originally cold and indifferent, were now red with sadness.

The brother and sister put on plain clothes, and then Shang Jianfeng took his sister, knelt in front of the ancestral hall, and kowtowed nine times to the portrait of the old family leader:

"Unfilial descendants, Jianfeng (Ruyao) is late!"

During the salute, Shang Jianfeng was particularly sad.

Since the coming-of-age ceremony at the age of eighteen, I haven't been able to go home for eight years.

I was already homesick.

Unexpectedly, when I came back, I would attend the funeral of my old family leader!

Looking at the memorial tablets of the ancestors in the ancestral hall, the father with a resolute face, and the small pavilion with a calm face.

Shang Jianfeng secretly made up his mind:

"Now that my father has become the head of the family, he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders!"

"As his children, Ruyao and I must build a foundation as soon as possible to solve the family's problems, and then clear out the Hu family and Yao family, allowing my business to dominate the entire Huangyan Mountains!"

Thinking of this, a ray of determination flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself:

"In this case, we must fight for the sect's foundation-building pill quota."

"In that sect competition, Ruyao and I must come out on top!"

Looking at the unbearable grief brother and sister, Shang Haoran's eyes were deep.

He did not open his mouth to comfort, but said coldly:

"Jianfeng, Ruyao, if one day I die like my old master, what will you do?"

Hearing this, the two of them were stunned.

With tears in her eyes, Shang Ruyao ran up and took her father's hand, saying:

"Dad, why did you say that?" Hearing this, Shang Jianfeng frowned, then raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a razor:

"Dad, I will come back to avenge you, and then help the family grow and develop!"

Shang Haoran smiled lightly and asked again:

"If the family is really in danger, and you are a foundation-building cultivator, the sect wants to cultivate you into a Jindan, but if you come back you will be abandoned, are you willing to do that?"

Shang Jianfeng answered without hesitation:

"If the family really needs me to come back to take charge of the overall situation in order to stabilize the situation, then I am willing to give up the opportunity to form a Jindan and come back."

"If the family situation is not so critical, then I will choose to achieve Jindan first, and then the crisis of the family will naturally dissipate, and then I will kill the enemy!"

Shang Jianfeng answered this question without thinking.

He answered directly.

Shang Haoran smiled warmly, his eyes were satisfied, and he nodded:

"Not bad."

"I have something to give to you two brothers and sisters, and follow me."

Shang Ting was also beckoned by him and followed him.

Shang Haoran brought Jianfeng Ruyao to the old patriarch's house, which was quiet and deep.

Pushing the door in, Shang Haoran led the three people to stand in front of the pear tree in the yard.

In the courtyard, the pear blossoms withered for another year.

With his back to the three people, he was wearing a green robe, standing upright, with black hair draped over his shoulders.

Looking at the pear blossoms in the courtyard, Shang Haoran's eyes were deep and warm, like a clear spring in a deep valley.

Suddenly he turned around and said in a gentle and elegant manner:

"Jianfeng, in your eyes, what is a family?"

When these words came out, the two brothers and sisters were all stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, Shang Jianfeng slowly said:

"Father, in my eyes, a family is a big farmhouse."

"There are old people, adults, children, and babies."

"The house shelters the members of the family from wind and rain. We rest and live in the house at night, go out to farm and cultivate during the day, slowly accumulate materials, plant more and more fields, build bigger and bigger houses, and have more and more family members."

"In my eyes, this is a family."

Shang Haoran nodded gently without making any comments.

He turned and looked at the pear blossoms in the yard, and said softly:

"Then let me tell you what my family is like."

"I have been practicing wood since I was a child, and I have experienced the most dangerous period of my family. The Hu and Yao families have been fighting, and the soul tide has been growing unexpectedly."

"But no matter how desperate the family is, there will always be someone who will stand up. Your grandparents died in battle shortly after giving birth to me."

When Shang Jianfeng and Shang Ruyao heard their father's story for the first time, they were silent and solemn.

Shang Haoran pointed to the pear blossom forest again.

He pointed to the mountains in the distance, and the forest was green.

Then he said:

"In my eyes, the family is like a forest, and each of us is like a tree in the forest."

"The old tree extends its branches to protect the new saplings from wind and rain. When the new trees grow into tall towering trees, the old trees will fall down and turn into nutrients in the soil, nourishing the land and nurturing new trees."

"The fallen old tree is like the old patriarch, and the new tree is like me."

Speaking of this, Shang Haoran paused, stared at the two, and said:

"Jianfeng, Ruyao, when you worship, did you look carefully at the heroic tablets of your ancestors?"

The two brothers and sisters They looked at each other and nodded:

"I see."

"Then let me ask you, what was the name of the first generation patriarch?"

The two answered in unison:

"Shang Tianyi!"

"That's right!"

Shang Haoran smiled, pointed to the sky, then to the earth, and said:

"People will always die, and the sky and the earth will not remember us."

"But the new trees will be the witnesses of the existence of the old trees."

"In this constant witnessing, the family's forest will become more and more vast, and will prosper and flourish."

The brother and sister looked at the speechless sky and earth, silent and thoughtful.

Shang Haoran's smile disappeared from his face, and he said firmly:

"People will always die. As a cultivator, it is difficult to escape the fate of death. Even the powerful cultivators of Jindan, Yuanying, and even Huashen can only live longer."

"I am afraid of death. But I deeply understand that one day, I, Shang Haoran, will die."

"Maybe I will die of old age, sickness and death, or maybe I will die on the battlefield."

"I hope that by then, I can die peacefully and without regrets like the old patriarch."

On the side, Shang Ting listened to these words and was deeply moved by this younger generation.

Shang Haoran's narration not only explained the meaning of the family's existence with the metaphor of the extraordinary wood Dao realm.

At the same time, it also fully reflected his deep pursuit of the meaning of life.

What is a person living for?

Perhaps the young and energetic Shang Jianfeng and Shang Ruyao have never thought about this question.

But Shang Haoran has already come up with his own answer.

He wanted to grow into a towering tree like the old patriarch Shang Rucai, to protect the Shang family from wind and rain.

Until a new towering tree grew, he completed his mission, slowly fell down, turned into the nutrients of the family, and was remembered forever by the family.

Shang Jianfeng and Shang Ruyao were stunned, understanding Shang Haoran's meaningful words.

At this time, Shang Haoran drew out the Ten Directions Slashing Gold Sword and said:

"Three years ago, the old patriarch passed the sword to me."

"And now, I want to pass my sword to you."

After that, two Qingmu Xuan swords appeared in his hands, both of which were the peak swords of the first turn.

One hand was on the hilt, and the other hand was on the tip of the sword.

Shang Jianfeng and Shang Ruyao stepped forward solemnly and took them one by one.

Shang Haoran smiled slightly and said:

"Yes, the old trees in the family are like me, and the new trees are like you."

"I shoulder the mission of reviving the family, you also shoulder it, and all the clan members shoulder it."

"May my business be evergreen."