On Zi Yan Ling Mountain, bursts of purple clouds and lingering spiritual mist look like the grand scene of an immortal family.
On top of the spiritual cliff in the mountain, the Yan family sat casually in the courtyard. The two younger brothers looked solemn, while the mother and younger sisters were just the opposite. They were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Yan's expression was calm, and he already had a basic understanding of the situation of his two brothers. However, he did not rush to a conclusion. Instead, after thinking about it for a while, he turned to ask Shandao:
"I heard that you are now focusing on the secular affairs of the tribe and have less and less time for meditation?"
After hearing Yan's words, Shan's expression froze, he raised his head and looked at the other people, then looked at Yan with twinkling eyes, and replied with some guilt:
"No. The main reason is that now the clan leader is becoming more and more hands-off on tribal matters, so I have to worry more about it. But I haven't given up on my cultivation."
Yan did not comment on Shan's words, but raised his head and glanced at him lightly, and then continued to ask: "I heard that you are very popular with women in the tribe now?"
"Ah! Not bad! Haha! Not bad -" Shan rubbed his hands in shock and said with a smile.
"You should have heard Yu talk about the importance of Yuanyang to us and other people who have acquired the day after tomorrow, right? What are your own thoughts?"
Yan's voice was calm and there was no emotion, but the words he said made Zaishan and several others change their colors, including the women who just looked like they were watching a show.
"Yan, Yuanyin and Yuanyang are really that important? Is there no way to make up for it?" Mother Ning's face didn't look very good at this time.
After all, on the one hand, she already had four children when she started practicing. Although she doesn't feel much now, according to Yan, the obstacles in the future will be considerable.
On the other hand, several of her children have entered the path and are expected to live forever, but Shan has the lowest level of cultivation and is now showing his age, which worries her.
Yan smiled at his mother and comforted him: "There are no absolutes in this world. Although Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang are important, there are ways to make up for it."
"Just like Mom, you and the clan leader, with the help of the luck of the tribe, aren't they practicing smoothly now? There are also some heavenly materials, earthly treasures and other spiritual objects that can also make up for the loss of Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang."
"Tribal luck?" Ning was surprised when he heard Yan's words and asked with a look of surprise on his face.
"Everything in the world has its own destiny. When luck is strong, everything will go smoothly, and when luck is weak, everything will not go smoothly. People and tribes are no exception, and will also be affected by luck."
Yan has never told them the mystery of luck. Today, he took this opportunity to briefly introduce the mystery of heaven and earth's luck.
"Ah! Then how can I increase my luck?" Shan knew his situation, and now after hearing Yan's words, he asked with the most concern.
Yan glanced at Shan lightly and said, "Luck is elusive. If you want to increase your own luck, you may borrow money from noble people or go with the flow."
"Can you tell me more specifically?" Shan's eyes flashed with confusion, and he was obviously a little confused about Yan's general statement, so he asked hurriedly.
Yan Wenyan looked at the mountain and shook his head, and then said: "Take you and me as examples. I have become an immortal and have great luck. As my brother, you can be protected by my luck."
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Yan's words not only made Shan look surprised, but also several other people could not hide the surprised smiles on their faces.
"Ah! Is there such a thing?"
"Then will the sequelae of losing Yuan Yang disappear automatically?"
"I was just wondering why there are so many people in the tribe and why only our family has become a Taoist. It turns out it's all thanks to your light!"
"Brother, does that mean that as long as you continue to make breakthroughs in the future, we can become immortals even if we don't practice?"
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Listening to the chatter of several people, Yan shook his head in amusement and interrupted: "Although with my luck, you can have a relatively smooth journey in cultivation."
"But borrowing luck is borrowing luck. This luck is not your own luck. Although you can get temporary help, in the long run, it is not enough."
Having said this, Yan glanced at Shan, who couldn't hide his disappointment, and continued: "Just like Shan, although you borrowed my luck and entered Taoism by chance, your ultimate success still depends on yourself."
After hearing Yan's words, Shan's face changed color instantly, and he opened his mouth, but in the end no sound came out.
Several other people also heard Yan's dissatisfaction and kept silent. The scene became quiet for a while.
After a moment of silence, Yancai looked at Shan and spoke again: "Shan, what do you think about yourself? Your cultivation qualifications are ordinary, and now you have lost your Yuan Yang, and you still focus most of your energy on tribal affairs. , do you really have no idea about the path?"
"I...I haven't given up practicing, but I can't ignore the tribe's affairs." Shan obviously didn't agree with Yan's statement, and retorted in a low voice with some lack of confidence.
Hearing Shan's words, Yan shook his head in disappointment and said, "It's so difficult to have the best of both worlds."
"It may be possible to balance the mundane world with transcendent immortality. But look at your own appearance, and then look at my mother's appearance and ours."
"Do you think you have the time and qualifications to take care of both now?" Yan waved his hand, and a water mirror appeared in front of Shan.
"Look at the wrinkles on your face and the white hair on your temples. You look older than your mother. Do you really want to turn into a pile of withered bones in front of us in a few decades?"
By the end of the sentence, Yan's face was already cold, his voice was getting louder and his tone was getting harsher, full of disappointment and anger.
After Yan's words fell, even the expressions of several people watching the show changed. It was obvious that these words had greatly touched them.
After all, everyone has entered the Taoist path. According to what Yan just said about borrowing luck, immortality is very possible. In this case, everyone naturally does not want to see the mountain turn into withered bones in front of them.
At this time, Shan looked at the face in the water mirror in front of him, with gray hair on the temples and wrinkled eyebrows. He was in his forties or fifties, with a slightly old face. Compared with the appearance of his mother and others, he felt that his own appearance in the mirror was particularly dazzling.
This was the first time Shan saw himself so clearly. It was also at this moment that he suddenly understood the meaning of Yan Gang's words.
"It turns out that I'm already so old!" Shan said with some fear in his heart.
He looked up again at Yan's young and energetic face. This strong contrast made him suddenly breathless. His fear of death and longing for immortality suddenly became stronger than ever.
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"Brother! I want to live forever!" Shan suddenly reached out and smashed the water mirror in front of him, as if to wave away the shadow of aging and the fear of death. He raised his head and shouted at Yan with blood-red eyes.
Seeing the appearance of the mountain, Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to send away his relatives and friends personally on the way to immortality, so he could only try his best to help them live forever.
"Have you thought about it? Can you let go of the mundane things in the tribe? Can you endure the breeze and loneliness in the mountains?"
"I can! I don't want to turn into a pile of withered bones in a few decades! I want to live forever!" Shan nodded affirmatively and looked at Yan with an unprecedented determination.
"Okay!" A hint of joy flashed in Yan's eyes, and he nodded: "If you are so determined, I will help you live forever."
