In the cave, father and son were talking.
Lu Xuanji talked about a cold reality and the cruelty of the world.
Ye Xian was unconvinced and said: "Father, did you rely on your backstage to be able to reach this point?"
"yes!"
Lu Xuanji said: "In the early days of cultivation, the Great Elder was my backer; later on, when your mother and I became Taoist companions, the Ye family was my backer; and later, Patriarch Jin valued me, and Patriarch Jin also valued me. It’s very much a backstage. This backstage has withstood so many storms for me, so that I can grow up.”
"Otherwise, I would have died prematurely due to force majeure!"
"Backstage, there is no guarantee that the monks will become strong, but they can withstand some powerful injuries. At least they have the protection of Ancestor Jin. For the sake of Ancestor Jin, those Jindan monks will not bully the small ones. Those purple If you want to kill me, monk Fu, you have to find excuses and reasons, and you have to try your best to get rid of suspicion!"
"This is enough, do you understand?"
Ye Xian nodded and said: "My child understands!"
"Go down and call your brother!" Lu Xuanji said.
"Kid, I got it!"
Ye Xian nodded, bowed and retreated.
Lu Xuanji nodded.
Beating son over.
This son is very smart, not only smart, but also talented, well-qualified, and has a special physique. This also makes him feel proud and arrogant.
The humility you showed just now was all in disguise.
There is pride in his bones, and he looks down upon others.
This is also the fault of genius.
God is the boss, and I am the second child. As for his father, he is just a third-level spiritual root monk...someone looks down on him as a father.
So, Lu Xuanji began to beat his son, first using Ye Feixue to beat him; then, using the example of the Prince of Heaven, beating his son again;
Finally, the importance of luck in the backstage came to hammer my son.
What about the fire-type Heavenly Spiritual Root, and what about the Pure Yang Dao Body? A genius who has not grown up is not as useful as a foundation-building monk.
With the help of beating, I want to let my son understand that genius is very valuable and genius is also very worthless.
Whether he really understands or pretends to understand depends on his luck!
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Just a moment later, Lu Fan walked in.
"Meet Father!"
Lu Fan stepped forward and said.
Lu Xuanji was silent and looked at his son.
The eldest son, Lu Xian, belongs to Long Aotian. He is proud, arrogant and arrogant. Lu Fan has a strong sense of inferiority, lowers his head when speaking, and lacks the courage to speak.
At this point, he is not as good as Xiao Yan.
After all, Xiao Yan was once a genius. He had good aptitude and rapid progress in his youth. Even though he fell later and became a fallen genius, he had once been prosperous, and he had imagined that his qualifications would be restored again. He had unyielding thoughts and always thought about thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Do not bully young people into poverty.
But Lu Fan has five spiritual roots and is called a waste spiritual root...although. The family monks did not call him a loser.
But without comparison, there is no harm.
Both of his parents are major cultivators in the Purple Mansion, with a golden elixir in sight; the eldest brother has heavenly spiritual roots and has a bright future; as for him, he only has five spiritual roots and has been practicing hard all his life to reach the fifth level of Qi refining, with no future at all.
"Fan'er, what is your ideal?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"My child is just a five-spirited person with no ideals. He just wants to get more wives and concubines and give birth to more offspring for the family!" Lu Fan said with a smile.
He was only twenty-seven years old and already had three wives and five sons.
Obviously his mother has given up hope in him. Since he cannot become a strong man, then marry more wives and concubines, give birth to more offspring, and contribute more to the family!
His mother has promised him to train him to be a foundation-building monk, which has surpassed many people.
If you want to train a Five Spiritual Roots monk to be a foundation-building monk, the various resources consumed can train ten foundation-building monks. In many cases, the gain outweighs the loss. It is because he is a son that the mother is willing to spend a lot of resources.
"Fan'er..."
Lu Xuanji was thinking, imagining certain words and storylines.
How about telling the story of Ye Hei, about a young man who endured a ruined body from ancient times and forcibly attained enlightenment against the will of heaven, creating a legend for a generation.
inappropriate.
The rise of Emperor Ye Tian, a life called cheating, has a background of cultivating immortality.
How about telling a story called Ning Laomo, which tells a story that begins in the fairy world of rain, a story about 'my life is like a butterfly cutting off reincarnation', telling that if I hold on to the devil, there will be no immortals in the world, and if I hold on to the sky, The story of a world without demons.
inappropriate! inappropriate!
Ning Laomo's backstage was even bigger, with Han Yuanji as his backstage at the beginning, Quasi-Sage and Luangu Emperor as his backstage on the fourth day, and later Liangyi Sage and Zi Dou Immortal Emperor as his backstage.
Even, when we arrive in the real world in the future, seven or eight Immortal Emperors may appear in the background.
"Mortal... come here, let me check your body!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"yes!"
Lu Fan stepped forward and approached his father.
With spiritual insight, traces of true energy entered the body and continued to analyze.
Trying to detect what is special about this son.
He has no special physique, no pure Yang Dao body inherited from him;
Checking the spiritual roots again, the spiritual roots are mixed and they are five spiritual roots.
Activating the secret technique, he began to gain insight into his son's luck. His luck was red, but it was just a little better than that of ordinary monks, and he had no great luck.
After checking up and down for a long time, he found that he had five spiritual roots, no special physique, and average luck.
"Here is a volume of exercises, take a look!"
Lu Xuanji took out a volume of exercises and began to test his son's understanding.
After about a moment, I was disappointed.
Lu Fan's understanding was average, just at the level of an ordinary person.
I checked it again, trying to find out its shining points, its excellence, but it turned out that there was nothing at all.
The flow of waste wood seems to be talking about waste wood, but in essence, it is possible to turn waste into treasure. As long as the rust on it is brushed off, the treasure side can be revealed.
But Lu Fan was really a loser.
The path of a monk mainly includes spiritual roots, physical constitution, luck, understanding, etc. Many factors are superimposed together.
But Lu Fan is good. He has five spiritual roots, no special physique, average luck, and average understanding. This is no longer a loser's start, but a loser himself.
"Fan'er, you have two choices now!"
Lu Xuanji said: "First, you continue, marry wives and concubines, have more children, and contribute to the family. This kind of life will be easy and satisfying; second, I will improve your spiritual roots, enhance your qualifications and understanding, and let you Change your destiny. But if the Five Spiritual Roots want to defy destiny, you need to pay a huge price and sacrifice, and you will live a very miserable life."
"Two choices, two lives, different destiny directions, now you can make a choice?"
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PS: Kavin, this is the first update in the morning. Make it up depending on the situation!
