When it comes to the beast tide, there are constant warnings.
"Father, how are you doing lately?" Lu Xuanji asked.
"It's still the same. My father is already one hundred and thirty years old. Without a great opportunity, it is difficult to become a monk in the Zifu. You are the only one who has great hope!" The father smiled, full of expectations for his son.
My father awakened his spiritual roots at the age of six, and his qualifications were three spiritual roots, which was on the lower side. He reached the peak of Qi training at the age of fifty-three. At that time, the family happened to have extra foundation-building pills, and my father spent his contribution points to buy them and take them to attack foundation-building pills.
Unfortunately, the attack on the foundation failed.
Then, enter a long and hard life of debt repayment.
After working hard for the family for twenty years, the debt was repaid.
At the age of seventy, my father was unwilling to go into seclusion again to attack the foundation-building realm. This time, there was no foundation-building pill, but he made the impossible possible and became a foundation-building monk.
After becoming a foundation-building monk, my father was very motivated and wanted to attack the Zifu monks, but he was quickly slapped by reality.
It took twenty years to break through to a small level.
It takes more time later.
When it came time to sit down, my father had only built the fifth floor of the foundation.
Seeing that there is no hope for Zifu, his father puts his hope in the next generation.
When she was one hundred years old, she married a female cultivator from the Ye family, her mother, and gave birth to three children in thirty years.
The eldest brother, who has no spiritual roots, married three wives and four concubines in the mortal world, and lived happily.
The second sister, who has five spiritual roots, has a limited future. After living in the family for ten years, she went to the secular world to manage the family business.
He awakened the third spiritual root, which is superior and comparable to the second spiritual root, and Zifu has hope.
Father placed all his hopes on Lu Xuanji.
For the future of my son, there are some things that need to be planned in advance.
"Son, do you know how much a Foundation Establishment Pill costs?"
the father asked.
"One Foundation Establishment Pill is worth about 10,000 spirit stones." Lu Xuanji said the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill.
The various materials required for the Foundation Establishment Pill cost three thousand spirit stones, but after being refined into the elixir, the price was ten thousand spirit stones. The profit margin was as much as 230%, which was a huge profit.
"Ten thousand spiritual stones is just the market price!" Father sighed, "The actual price is at least fifteen thousand spiritual stones."
“According to the rules of the family, if you want to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill, you must meet three conditions. One is to reach the peak of Qi training before the age of sixty; the other is to collect 10,000 spirit stones or contribution points; the other is to Make corresponding contributions within the family.”
"Son, if you want to buy a Foundation Establishment Pill before you turn sixty, you must accumulate at least ten thousand spirit stones. My annual salary is four hundred spirit stones. Excluding some necessary expenses, I can save two hundred spirit stones a year. Tightly. A little, plus the contribution points saved in the past, and borrowing from friends, it is still possible.”
"Dad, you are so tight, do you have enough spirit stones?" Lu Xuanji was worried, "How can you practice without spirit stones?"
My father's saving of spiritual stones meant that he spent very little and his progress in cultivation would be slow or even stagnant.
In other words, his father had given up practicing in order to save money for him to buy the Foundation Establishment Pill.
"My future is limited. There is not much difference between becoming a fifth-level Foundation Establishment or a seventh-level Foundation Establishment. They both miss the realm of the Purple Mansion. Why don't I support you!" Father said, very free and easy, with a hint of "no" in his words. Out of peace.
"Father, you don't have to be like this, you have sacrificed too much!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"The sacrifice is big, but for you, it is all worth it. Without the sacrifices of the predecessors, there would be no rise of the younger generations!" The father said: "If you can become the ancestor of the Zi Mansion, my father's sacrifices will be worth it. Our generation is not afraid of sacrifice, but it is afraid that the sacrifice will be worthless! I am accumulating spiritual stones, and you must work hard to reach the peak of Qi refining before the age of fifty."
Lu Xuanji sighed: "Father, I will work hard!"
The whole family gathered together, chatting, and saying something close to each other.
My mother has five spiritual roots and is not very qualified. Now in her fifties, she is only on the second level of Qi training. She spends most of her time growing some elixirs near Ziyang Mountain or refining some Baiyang Pills to make profits. My father was stationed at a mine and led some monks from the family to dig for spiritual minerals.
Excavation of spiritual mines is difficult and may involve various dangers. Mortals cannot participate in the excavation. Only monks can dig spiritual mines in person.
My father is a foundation-building monk, but he often goes into the mines to dig some spiritual minerals.
The father smiled and talked about some things that happened in the spiritual mine. Not only did he have to guard against the demonic insects that appeared in the mineral veins, but he also needed to guard against robbery by some casual cultivators.
According to my father's description, casual cultivators are an unstable factor in the world of cultivation. They often kill people, steal treasures, rob mines, rob some shops, and do some evil deeds. They have a poor moral bottom line, are extremely careless in doing things, and are extremely bad.
Lu Xuan listened and asked.
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After three months of leave, my father passed away.
The mine cannot be separated from my father, who needs to be there during the foundation building period.
Soon after, the monks who went out returned one after another and gathered at Ziyang Mountain.
The monks who were in seclusion walked out of the cave one after another.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
At this moment, the bell rang, ringing nine times in succession.
The monks of the Lu family gathered in the square one after another, and the ancestor of the Lu family's Zifu also appeared.
The moment he appeared, the ancestor of the Lu family exuded a terrifying aura, exuding a trace of terrifying coercion, like a human-shaped nuclear bomb with destructive power.
"The beast dynasty is about to appear once in a century... Under the beast tide, we monks must protect mortals. Although mortals are humble, they are the foundation of monks. Without a large number of mortals as the foundation, how can monks be born. Today's rescue is insignificant. A mortal may be the mother of a future Nascent Soul Lord."
"I have ordered that you all drive your spirit boats and go to pick up mortals and bring them into Ziyang Mountain!"
"Lu Tianyi is responsible for going to Danyang County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Tianming is responsible for going to Beichen County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Xuance is responsible for going to Qingshui County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Yan'an is responsible for going to Xuanwu County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Yanping is responsible for going to Heishi County to pick up the mortals!"
"Lu Wanli is responsible for going to Tianshui County to pick up the mortals!"
The ancestor gave the order, and more than a dozen foundation-building monks from the family went out to some nearby counties to pick up the mortals.
