In the hall, the topic was changing.
After the elder scolded Lu Jinwen, he said again: "Three years and three years, several three years, and you still haven't married a wife! On the spot, the ancestor of the Ye family, Ye Liuyun, came to the door in person, but this was an ancestor of the Zi family, but But you delayed it."
"Three years, three years, are you so arrogant that you look down on women from the Ye family? Your mother is also a female cultivator from the Ye family!"
Lu Xuanji listened, silent and speechless.
"Come here and talk."
The great elder seemed a little angry and left first.
Lu Xuanji followed closely behind.
Arriving at a cave, only two people were left.
The great elder said: "Xuanji, if you have any ideas, just speak directly!"
"It's nothing, it's just that women will affect my speed of drawing the sword!" Lu Xuanji said with a smile: "If there is no woman in my heart, I will draw the sword naturally!"
"What the hell!" The great elder sighed: "Can't you let Xiaoxue go?"
"yes!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"Alas! You are not suitable for being together, mainly because you are not worthy of her!" The great elder said: "After becoming the Zifu, I entered Patriarch Jin's library, read some books, and learned some knowledge. I know The more you do, the more ridiculous you are for your own ignorance!”
"What is Tianlinggen? It is God's biological son."
"At the beginning, you didn't know how lucky you were to pick up a Heavenly Spiritual Root."
"As long as the Heavenly Spiritual Root does not die prematurely, it is almost certain to become a golden elixir; and the probability of becoming a Nascent Soul is also higher than that of other monks. Even after becoming a Nascent Soul, the speed of cultivation is higher than that of other monks! In the long run, it is not necessary Having said that, let’s talk about the immediate things. She is seventy-two years old and has already completed the major repairs of the Zi Mansion; while you are seventy-two years old and are only building the second floor of the foundation."
"This gap will continue to widen as time goes by. She will become the ancestor of the Golden Pill and the True Monarch of Nascent Soul in the future; and your Zifu still has some hope. As for the Golden Pill, it is simply impossible. Go ahead and dream!
The great elder's words were cold and cruel, telling a cruel fact.
Cinderella is worthy of a prince.
It's because Cinderella was born into a noble family.
But how can a security guard be qualified to marry a female CEO?
"I……"
Lu Xuanji gritted his teeth, but didn't know how to speak.
When I was playing games in my previous life, the golden elixir was nothing. It was just a soldier in the novice village, just a little stronger than cannon fodder, a fighting chicken among the weaklings.
But in this world, we only know the dignity of Jindan monks.
It takes one billion human beings to give birth to a golden elixir monk.
With a lifespan of thousands of years, sitting and watching the ebb and flow of the tide, he can be called an ancestor-level existence.
Zifu, he still has some hope.
But Jin Dan, the hope is too slim.
"When you become old and look like an old man, she still looks like a 28-year-old girl. Do you think she will still love you at that time? She will still think about having sex with you in bed. "?" The ancestor said, his language was like a knife: "When I was young, I was lustful and took six concubines every year. But decades later, those six concubines grew old and looked like old women; but I am still as young as Young Master Twenty. Do you think I will still be interested in them?"
"You don't deserve her! You'd better forget her!"
"But I still can't forget it!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"If you can't forget, that's because you haven't experienced much. If you have experienced too much, you will naturally forget it!!" The elder said: "When you get to the Ye family and find a suitable Taoist companion, you will forget it by then!"
"Great Elder, I think it's good to live alone!"
Lu Xuanji smiled.
"That's because you are still young. In a few years, you won't think like this anymore!" The great elder said with a smile: "This year, you are already ninety-one years old. You are not too young. It is time for you to stay behind." Human beings. Life without descendants is an imperfect life."
"There are no descendants. When you pass away, no one will remember you."
"knew!"
Lu Xuanji nodded, but he didn't care at all.
The bastard recited the sutra and refused to listen.
…
The next day, when Lu Xuanji was about to practice, there was a noise at the door.
He stepped forward and opened the door. It was his father, Lu Jinwen.
"Father!"
"son!"
"Do you have time?"
"have!"
"Then drink some wine!"
"good!"
Just like that, the spiritual wine was placed in the cave.
After pouring the wine, my father took the first sip.
Lu Xuanji also took a sip.
"Mystery, how long has it been since we drank together?" asked my father.
Lu Xuanji thought: "It's probably been decades. It's my fault. I should spend more time drinking with my father!"
Many times I am too busy and have no time to spend with my parents.
"Xuanji, you have grown up too!" said his father, "I still remember that you were very naughty when you were a child, but you have grown up in the blink of an eye, and I can no longer control you about many things!"
In the past, when the mystery was still small, if my son was unhappy, I could just spank him.
But when I grow up, I can only hit people with a stick.
Later, when the mystery became the foundation, he could no longer hit people with sticks.
When Xuanji became the leader of the clan, he even spoke in a more polite manner and did not dare to speak too hastily.
Speaking too harshly will damage the majesty of the clan leader.
"Xuanji, how old are you?" his father asked.
"Ninety-one years old."
Lu Xuanji said.
"You are ninety-one years old. You are not young anymore. It is time for you to get married!" said the father, and began to urge the marriage again.
Lu Xuanji tilted his head slightly, feeling like a bastard chanting sutras again, refusing to listen.
The father said again: "Xuanji, how old am I?"
Lu Xuanji was slightly stunned and said, "Father is almost one hundred and ninety years old!"
"No, I am already two hundred and fifteen years old!" said the father.
Listening to the numbers, Lu Xuan felt ashamed.
Many children cannot remember their father's age.
He didn't seem to remember either.
"The average lifespan of a foundation-building monk is two hundred and forty years. If he is injured in fighting, or injured in practice, etc., his lifespan will be shorter, and he may not live to be two hundred and forty years old." Father spoke, his words filled with nostalgia and Memory: "I calculated that I can live for up to twenty years, or less than ten years, or I may even die tomorrow!"
"I feel that my body function is declining and my energy and blood are declining. Although I am still at the fourth level of foundation building, I can't even defeat the monks on the second level of foundation building. I have reached old age and I am not far away from sitting down. !”
"Father, I will buy you a life-extending pill!"
Lu Xuanji said, with a trace of worry and melancholy flashing in his eyes.
Usually he is busy practicing and has no time to pay attention to his father, but now he sees that his father has more white hair on his head, more wrinkles, and his energy and blood are declining, like the sun at dusk, its light is getting dimmer.
"The longevity pill costs one hundred thousand spiritual stones. It's too expensive and I can't afford it!"
My father smiled and said, "Even if I buy it, it will only extend my life by twenty years. For me, whether I live twenty years longer or live twenty years shorter, it doesn't matter."
"Father……"
Lu Xuanji said, then he thought that his father was old.
In another twenty years, he will pass away.
If the monks want to survive, one way is to take life-extending elixirs, and the other is to break through the realm.
There is no need to think about longevity pills.
Breaking through the realm is also impossible.
My father's qualifications were not good, he was only on the fourth floor of the foundation building, and the distance from Zi Mansion was long, so there was no hope at all.
"Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature!" My father said calmly: "The life of a monk is not a peaceful life, but a life of battle. The lifespan of a foundation is two hundred and forty, but you have to fight with casual cultivators and monsters. Kill, fight with demon cultivators, very few people can really live to be more than two hundred years old, and die at the end of their lives!"
"The fact that I can live to be more than two hundred years old and die at home is not a tragedy, but a great joy in life."
"Don't cry, why are you crying? You are the head of the Lu family, why are you still crying like a child!
Seeing his son crying, he couldn't help but scolded him.
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