1535 prosperity

After Patriarch Yuan closed the door.

The joy on his face could no longer be hidden, and he looked in the direction of the gangster's underworld and laughed "hehe" twice.

Then he looked solemn and walked towards the meeting hall.

In the meeting hall.

When the patriarch of the Yuan family, grandson Yuan Kui, and four unfamiliar members of the Yuan family saw the patriarch return, they immediately stood up from the sandalwood chairs. Before the patriarch could sit down, Yuan Kui couldn't wait to say:

"Grandpa, what's going on? Is what Sister Meiya said true?"

"Of course it's true!"

Chief Yuan immediately glared at Yuan Kui.

After sitting down on the wooden chair at the top, a gentle Yin spirit power immediately came from the chair and entered the eight extraordinary meridians along his skin. Patriarch Yuan couldn't help but moan in comfort.

This wooden chair looks ordinary, but it is forged from the third-order Changming wood.

Patriarch Yuan never dared to think about Yin spirit trees like the third-order Chang Ming wood before, but now, he can enjoy them.

Think back to the beginning.

He is just an errand boy in the ghost market.

Nowadays, no one within a hundred miles radius would call him "Mr. Yuan" if they saw him.

all of these.

It was all because he met this noble man Fu Shiyi.

Patriarch Yuan's face became solemn, he glanced at the descendants on the left and right, and said loudly:

"What Sister Meiya said just now is engraved in my mind one by one. The bandit family has the strength and foundation to do anything. Our Yuan family cannot compare."

"The reason why our Yuan family can have a foothold in this ghost world is all thanks to Fu Shiyi. The reason why we have the dignity we have now is because we serve the temple loyally. The temple and Fu Shiyi are ours. God, no matter what time it is, you will always remember it!"

Clinging tightly to the big tree of the Fu family.

Their Yuan family has a promising future!

Patriarch Yuan feels more hopeful about life day after day!

"Yes, ancestor!"

Chief Yuan’s words.

Since the descendants of the Yuan family had memories in the underworld, they have been brainwashed every day. They have unknowingly formed a natural respect for the temple and Fu Shiyi, and naturally they have no other thoughts.

Patriarch Yuan was very satisfied.

Hehehe said:

"Okay, you all go out. The extra piece of Yinling soil in the backyard needs to be reclaimed as soon as possible and planted with Yinling grass. In a few years, it will be a good harvest."

"Yes, ancestor."

The Yuan family members responded happily and left the meeting hall one after another, but Yuan Kui was left behind.

Patriarch Yuan looked at his most beloved grandson with a face filled with joy:

"Kui Zi, the twenty acres of Yin Ling grass in the Fu family's backyard are estimated to be mature in the next few days. When the time comes, you can go over and help Sister Meiya. After all, she can be regarded as half of your master."

Although Yuan Kui is Fu Shiyi's disciple.

but.

Fu Shiyi was away all year round, so he entrusted Sister Meiya to help teach Yuan Kui.

Yuan Kui is also a very upbeat kid. On weekdays, he is either practicing or helping Sister Meiya take care of the spiritual grass in the Yin Ling Field.

Sensible, hard-working and polite.

Sister Meiya's teachings are even more attentive.

From the very first level, Yuan Kui has broken through to the third level of Dzogchen after decades of practice. He will soon have an opportunity to advance to the fourth level, which is equivalent to the existence of a golden elixir monk.

"By the way, last time you said you bought a strange piece of jade for a lot of money in the ghost market, but do you still have it with you?"

"Yes, grandpa, didn't you say that you would personally give it to the master when you see him again?"

Yuan Kui patted the storage spirit bead tied to his body.

Seeing this, Patriarch Yuan nodded with satisfaction.