I see.
Lu Xuanji understood the truth clearly.
Learned a lot.
At this moment, the ancestor sensed something and opened the jade talisman: "Danyang sent monks to collect the family's gifts. Are you interested in serving tea?"
"Don't dare to refuse the order of our ancestors!"
Lu Xuanji said.
Leaving the library and arriving at the living room.
After serving the tea, Lu Xuanji stood respectfully aside.
The guest was a fifteen-year-old boy, extremely ordinary, with only a pair of bright eyes that made him extraordinary.
"Danyang Sect, Ye Taizhen has met Taoist friends."
The young man smiled
"It turns out that it's Taoist fellow Taizi!" said the ancestor. "The Lu family has twenty-three foundation builders and one person from Zifu. Each year, the foundation is built with one hundred spiritual stones. The Zifu is one thousand spiritual stones. In ten years, the spiritual stones will be accumulated." It’s thirty-three thousand spirit stones, fellow Taoist, keep them!”
As he said that, he handed over a storage bag.
Ye Taizhen took the storage bag, opened the bag, and checked carefully, "My eyesight is clear, the accounts are correct!"
"Farewell!"
Ye Taizhen said with cupped hands, said goodbye and left.
He didn’t even drink tea and left directly.
From appearance to departure, it took only ten breaths.
"Are you distressed?" asked the ancestor.
"Distressed!"
Lu Xuanji said.
Thirty-three thousand spirit stones are equivalent to three foundation-building pills.
The annual salary of a Qi-training monk ranges from ten to fifty spiritual stones;
The annual salary for a monk in the foundation-building stage is only one hundred to five hundred spiritual stones.
"I feel bad for you too, but spending money may not buy you peace, but not spending money will definitely not buy you peace." The ancestor said leisurely, "Back off!"
"yes!"
Lu Xuanji left respectfully.
Life remains the same, simple and repetitive.
At the same time, we are thinking about how to increase the yield per mu of Baiyang rice.
Mainly engaged in farming, he is also known as Ling Zhifu.
Compared with alchemists who need to burn money, weapon refiners who need talent, and array masters who need understanding, the threshold for spiritual planters is the lowest. They only need spiritual fields and seeds to farm.
But in the same field, some can grow 200 kilograms of spiritual rice, and some can grow 230 kilograms of spiritual rice. This is the difference between different spiritual farmers.
…
In the blink of an eye, four years have passed.
In the cave, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, golden light radiated from his eyes, and the empty room was electrified.
The body clicked and clicked, making noises one after another, and the muscles and bones roared together. The red light flashes, rising and falling; then there is the green light, which is changing; and then there is the yellow light, which is changing up and down.
Finally, the three colors of light, green, yellow, and red, continue to alternate and rise and fall.
The three-color light undulated in the cave. It lasted for half an hour and then the breath subsided and returned to normal.
At this time, it was already the third level of Qi training.
It was originally estimated that it would take five years to practice the technique [Qinglian Creation Technique] deduced from [Deduction of Destiny], and it would take four years to reach the third level of Qi training.
Feeling the breath on his body, Lu Xuanji felt extremely comfortable.
The three major attributes of fire, earth, and wood are cultivated simultaneously. Not only does it take into account its own attributes and characteristics, it also perfectly fits itself and operates extremely smoothly.
"Eighteen years old!"
Lu Xuanji sighed.
In the cave, a fire is lit directly, the copper cauldron is poured with Lingquan water, Baiyang rice is poured in, and the rice is steamed.
Fire is spiritual fire.
After a while, bursts of fragrance emitted from the cauldron.
Open the copper tripod, use a wooden spoon to take out the white rice, and put it into the wooden bowl. He took out three more bowls, which contained meat soup made from monster meat, dishes made from elixirs, and a bowl of medicinal wine.
Enter the meal.
Lingmi, eat it till you feel warm in your stomach;
Spiritual wine, when you drink it, your mouth will feel like it is on fire.
The spirit meat is smooth, soft and chewy.
While eating the meal, the stomach was moving slightly, digesting the food.
The aura contained in the food is slowly refined by the body, delicate and gentle, nourishing the body.
The level of food determines the level of life.
The higher the level of life, the more exquisite the food.
In the eyes of mortals, immortals live high above the sky, eating dew and rosy clouds, breathing in and out spiritual energy. But in reality this is not the case, monks also have to feed on spiritual rice, elixirs, and elixirs.
Opening a cave on top of the spiritual veins, absorbing spiritual energy and refining it into true energy is a routine practice for monks.
However, the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins is violent and restless. After being absorbed into the body, mental power must be used to suppress it, and it must be continuously refined to eliminate the rage and restlessness. After practicing the practice of absorbing spiritual energy for a period of time, you must rest and recuperate to avoid damaging the meridians.
Spiritual rice is grown in spiritual fields. The spiritual energy contained in spiritual rice is gentle and nourishing. Monks will not harm their meridians after eating it. It can also nourish the body and increase their cultivation.
There are a large number of spiritual fields near the spiritual veins, where a large amount of spiritual rice is grown for food.
Spiritual rice is a necessity for monks.
A monk can live without eating spiritual rice, but his cultivation will stop and his progress will be much slower.
After eating and drinking, Lu Xuanji lay on the bed and rested. At this time, the jade pendant in his arms rang, and a message came.
"Father is back!"
After receiving the message, Lu Xuanji left the cave and headed home.
At the foot of the mountain, in the courtyard, Lu Xuanji saw his father and mother.
"Mother, father... you are back!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"I'm back, I haven't seen you in three years!"
Father said.
"Son, come and hug me!" The mother stepped forward, but found that her son had grown up and could not be hugged.
"Son, this is the gift I bring you!"
The father said, taking out some gifts from the storage bag.
The sword was like autumn water, emitting bright light and unparalleled sharpness, dancing in the air and making a hissing sound. Not only is it sharp, there are runes inside the spirit sword that are combined together and turn into a large array of runes, stimulating the spiritual power of heaven and earth and nourishing the body of the sword.
The sword has a three-foot green edge and a tassel on the hilt, which is light and unique.
"This is the Autumn Water Sword, a first-class spiritual weapon. Come use it, son!"
The father pointed his finger and the spirit sword flew over.
Lu Xuanji took the spirit sword and held it in his hand. It weighed only more than three kilograms, but it was extremely sharp.
The blood dripped on the core rune array of the spirit sword, leaving blood marks. It suddenly felt like the spirit sword had turned into an extension of the arm, sensitive and fast.
A trace of true energy entered the rune formation, and the formation was activated.
The true energy was being consumed violently. After three layers of true energy were consumed, the flying sword flashed and turned into a stream of light and stabbed out. The speed was extremely fast, reaching 300 meters per second, and the void made a hissing sound.
Swish!
After less than three breaths, the true energy is exhausted.
"What a sword!"
Lu Xuanji exclaimed.
"These are the second-level talismans. One is the earth shield talisman, which can form an earth shield and can defend against an attack in the early stage of foundation building. The other is the fireball talisman, which can send out a fireball technique of the foundation-building monk. The other is the teleportation talisman, which can be teleported ten miles away. Outside." Father said, taking out three jade talismans.
After receiving the three jade talismans, Lu Xuanji was not happy, but worried: "Father, what happened?"
According to the family's rules, before reaching the seventh level of qi training, most people cultivate elixirs, mainly spiritual rice, near Qingfeng Mountain, and are rarely sent out to perform tasks. These things do not seem to be needed.
But these gifts cost at least two hundred spirit stones.
My father's cultivation base is at the third level of the foundation, and his annual salary is only four hundred spirit stones.
"Two years from now, the once-in-a-century beast tide is coming. My father won't be able to take care of you then, so you have to be smarter." His father worried.
"There is a third-level spiritual formation in the ancestral land. I am safe and worry-free here!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"You don't understand, the beast tide is terrible!"
Father said: "When the beast tide comes, all kinds of low-level monsters are all over the sky one after another, as if the tide sweeps everything and submerges everything. Not to mention that you are only at the third level of Qi training, you are also a Foundation Establishment monk, a Purple Mansion monk, and even a Golden Pill monk. You might fall into it!"
"In the tide of beasts, some of the Zifu family's mountain-protecting formations are often breached!"
"Remember, two hundred years ago, one of the family's mountain-protecting formations was suddenly breached. There were three foundation-building monks, twenty-five Qi-training monks, and one hundred thousand mortals inside! "
Seeming to be a little frightened, the father said solemnly: "Son, when the beast wave comes, don't think too much about other things. Preservation of yourself comes first."
