Chapter 1327 Heirloom
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Author:
Zi RanWords: 1096Update Time: 24/01/19 04:41:53
The young Cui Minhao practiced the sixth level of qi in his early thirties. According to the Cui family's shallow family background, it is naturally impossible. Cui Minhao is able to be where he is today thanks to her mother Mu Qiuwan. Mu Qiuwan's Dantian was destroyed, but as a monk in the middle stage of foundation building , has a lot of savings, and is not stingy about the son he gave birth to.
"Father, how about I ask mother to come out of seclusion and discuss this matter together?"
Mu Qiuwan is a foundation-building monk.
Their knowledge and vision are better than those of their father and son.
The old county magistrate Cui Changsheng hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly:
"Okay, go ahead."
"Yes, father!"
Cui Minhao took the order and left.
The face of the old county magistrate Cui Changsheng was still full of sadness.
The fiefdom changed hands.
As an old member of the Cui family, if they immediately defected to the Fu family, they would inevitably give people the impression of disloyalty. However, to fight with the Fu family to avenge the master, this is undoubtedly a fantasy. The current situation of the Cui family is very difficult. It's an embarrassment. If it's not handled well, it's likely to lead to genocide.
"Why......"
The old county magistrate Cui Changsheng looked up at the hundred-foot-tall Huling tree in front of him and let out a long sigh.
This third-order Huling tree was purchased from the Xiao Zhang family when he made his home in Cangfeng Forest. At that time, the Huling tree was already dying, all the leaves were withered, and even the trunk was dry. Only the main trunk was left, and it seemed that there were still a few trees left. He tried his best to take care of it day and night, and finally built a wooden house to live next to the Huling tree. After ten years of hard work in cultivating it, the Huling tree came back to life on a thunderstorm night. .
now.
The branches of Huling are lush and lush.
It will produce ten Huling fruits every three years. One Huling fruit can be sold for nearly a thousand spiritual stones in the market. On average, it will increase the Cui family's income by three thousand spiritual stones every year. This is why the Cui family keeps There is a green maple forest, but it can still support twelve qi-training monks. The root is also an heirloom of their old Cui family.
But.
This Huling tree is likely to be raided by the Fu family soon.
The old county magistrate felt heartbroken just thinking about it.
"Father, mother said she will be here soon."
Cui Minhao left and returned, pulling the old county magistrate Cui Changsheng back from his sorrow.
When the old county magistrate Cui Changsheng was young, he was high-spirited and full of energy, otherwise he would not have built such a huge family business. But now that his life is approaching, he only hopes that his children and grandchildren can practice safely in a stable environment, and continue to It blossomed and truly developed into a family of cultivators.
"Father, don't worry, we will be fine."
"The Fu family is a fifth-grade family. They don't take our Xiao Cui family seriously at all. We will be fine."
Cui Minhao helped the old county magistrate Cui Changsheng sit down on the stone bench under the Huling tree. He picked up the magic spirit tea on the tea table and carefully poured Cui Changsheng a cup. This magic spirit tea was a first- and second-level spiritual tea. Their Cui Minhao The family is only willing to take it out and make a pot of it when entertaining the envoys of the Xiao Zhang family.
After entering the entrance of Demonic Tea.
The old county magistrate Cui Changsheng's depressed heart calmed down.
He also poured a cup for Cui Minhao. Cui Minhao suddenly looked happy. The magic spirit tea can temper the spiritual power in the body to a certain extent. Its effect is the same as the second-level Canglin Dan. Cui Minhao did not dare to waste it. He quickly closed his eyes and meditated to quickly refine the medicinal power. .
"Mother"
Cui Minhao had just finished refining the medicine, and with his peripheral vision, he happened to glance at the arch of Huling Garden. A familiar figure stepped across the arch and walked in. He quickly stood up to greet him.