Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 7 Tu Xuanxiu

"This... Uncle Fourteen made his own claim, Ping'er, can you bring your identity token with you?"

Chen Guanhai showed embarrassment, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes looking at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping nodded, took out the token from the storage bag, and cut his fingertips to force a drop of blood onto the token.

"buzz"

"buzz"

After absorbing the blood, the token began to shake violently.

Immediately afterwards, circles of red awns like water waves spread out.

The Chen Family Jade Plaque is specially made by the family's craftsman, and it is a medium-grade magic weapon.

Embedded with a first-level magic circle "Blood Fusion Meridian Formation", non- descendants of the Chen family cannot trigger visions.

Chen Ping was only fascinated, and his blood was still the orthodox of the Chen family, so he was not afraid of the test of the blood fusion array at all.

"Don't get out yet?"

Chen Ping's tone was flat, but revealed a trace of impatience.

This kind of Qi cultivator of a small family, in his previous life, could kill a whole bunch of people with just a flick of his finger.

Now that this person dares to make things difficult for him, he really doesn't know how to live or die!

"Tell me to go away?"

A wave of malice welled up in Chen Xun's heart.

He couldn't figure out where Chen Ping's confidence came from, didn't he even do superficial work?

"good very good!"

Chen Xun laughed back angrily, pointed at Chen Ping and shouted: "Two years later, there will be a big competition for the continuation of the title of the direct line. At that time, I want to see if you can still be as rampant as before!"

The Chen family has been in the family for more than 600 years, and there have been more than [-] foundation-building monks.

According to the family rules established by the ancestors of the Kai clan, whenever a clan member breaks through to establish a foundation, the branch he belongs to can immediately be promoted to a direct line.

Even if the foundation-builder master of this lineage sits down, the status of the direct line can last for 200 generations, about [-] years.

But after [-] generations, if no new foundation-establishing monks are produced, they must win the leader in the competition in order to continue the name of the direct lineage for a hundred years.

The loser will directly fall into the collateral.

In this generation, there are a total of three direct descendants who need to participate in the ranking contest.

Among them are the branches of Chen Ping and Chen Xun.

"Originally, if your father hadn't fallen, and participated in the competition with the cultivation base of the eighth level of Qi training, there was still some hope of winning the first place."

"But now that he has no bones left, you and your useless second uncle's family, how can you compete with me for the position of the direct line?"

Chen Xun laughed wantonly.

Chen Guanhai on one side frowned slightly, this Chen Xun was too much.

Everyone is of the same clan after all, so insulting his elders like this will probably make Chen Ping furious.

If you really want to make a move in New Moon Valley, it will violate the clan rules.

Thinking of this, Chen Guanhai was about to open his mouth to mediate, but he saw Chen Ping smiled, Gujing passed through the magic circle without a wave, and disappeared from sight.

"Ok?"

Chen Xun's expression was startled, and his eyelids twitched violently.

He planned to anger Chen Ping, force him to hurt others, and then punish him for hurting his fellow clan.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually endured it, and even his expression didn't change at all.

"It's okay, just wait for two years! At that time, I will definitely knock you off the clouds with my own hands!"

Chen Xun grinned grimly, as if seeing the desperate scene of Chen Ping being defeated two years later and being dismissed by the patriarch, he felt extremely happy.

noon.

The sky above the Crescent Valley was as clear as a wash.

The scorching sun filled the valley, and a winding stream flowed down from the top of the slope, like a silver ribbon.

Don't look at the beautiful scenery of the fairy house in the New Moon Valley.

But when it comes to the purity of heaven and earth spiritual energy here, it is not as good as Yuxuan Cave.

The reason is easy to understand.

Although there is a genuine second-order spiritual vein buried underground in Haichang City.

But currently there are at least seven or eight Foundation Establishment cultivators in the city.

Most of the energy of the spiritual veins was led to the retreat place by them.

Looking at the large Haichang City, except for a few blessed places, the rest of the area is not as good as Yuxuan Cave where two first-order spiritual veins converge.

This was also the key factor for Chen Xun and him to compete for the position of guard of Lantian Town.

"The title of the direct line continues the big competition?"

Thinking of the ferocious look of that little guy baring his teeth and claws just now, Chen Ping couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth jokingly.

For a mere foundation-building family, there are quite a lot of red tape.

But he will definitely participate in the big competition two years later.

Since he intends to use Chen Ping's identity to live this life again, he can't deviate too much from the original owner's track.

Otherwise, it is easy for people to see flaws.

He has nothing to worry about if the direct line continues Dabi.

According to his understanding, the other two channels with the highest cultivation are only at the eighth level of Qi training.

Commenting on the chicken tile dog is a bit flattering to them.

Just wait for that day to come, and find an opportunity to abolish Chen Xun who offended him.

To the south of Crescent Valley, stands an exquisite and gorgeous attic.

The word "Jinyu" is written on the plaque hanging in the sky.

The Jinyu Pavilion is divided into upper and lower floors, and is the property of the Tu family.

It mainly sells all kinds of magic weapons and purchases low-level refining materials.

The Tu family is famous on Haichang Island for its superb refining skills.

Every year, casual cultivators from the outer islands and even cultivators from other minor powers in the nearby sea area would come here to buy magic weapons.

The Tu family has followed the Chen family for more than three hundred years.

The contemporary patriarch Tu Zhenxi is a master in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he is also a craftsman who can refine high-grade spiritual weapons.

Therefore, he was highly regarded by Chen Xiangwen, the elder of the Chen family.

The status and property of the Tu family in Haichang City are second only to the Chen family.

Of the 33 shops in Crescent Valley, eight of them are under his name, which is evident from this.

When Chen Ping stepped into the Golden Jade Pavilion, a man in Tsing Yi who looked like an attendant greeted him immediately, and said with a smile on his face: "What does this fairy elder want to see, can I introduce it to you?"

This attendant is a mortal with the surname Tu. He works in the Jinyu Pavilion and can receive a low-grade spirit stone every year.

Replacing it with gold and silver is enough for him to spend extravagantly in the mortal world.

"Extreme magic weapon, preferably a spirit sword."

Chen Ping cut to the chase and spoke out.

"Sir, please follow me to the second floor, which is where the pavilion is used to receive distinguished guests."

The attendant in Tsing Yi was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his eyes brightened. While leading Chen Ping upstairs, he explained: "Extreme artifacts are very precious, and they have always been kept by the immortal master in this pavilion."

The furnishings upstairs are quite different from those on the first floor.

Not only is the area much smaller, but also some antique tables and chairs are placed in the vacant space.

In the corner of the room stands a three tripod incense burner.

There is a bunch of incense burning slowly in the furnace, and the smell in the nose can't help but make people feel refreshed.

When they reached the second floor, the attendant in Tsing Yi retreated lightly.

Beside the open window, a well-dressed, gentle middle-aged man saw Chen Ping coming up, put down the teacup in his hand in a calm manner, arched his hands at him, and said with a smile: "It turns out that fellow Daoist Chen Ping came to visit, and he didn't go downstairs. Yuan Ying is really disrespectful, please don't take it to heart."

This person did not deliberately hide his spiritual power, Chen Ping knew his state after a little exploration.

"Fellow Daoist Tu is being polite. I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for many years, and fellow Daoist is already at the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. I think Chen will change his name to call you a senior!"

Chen Ping also cupped his fists in return, as if the two had dealt with each other before.

Actually not bad.

The middle-aged man in front of him was named Tu Xuanxiu, and he had a very strong background.

He is the grandson of Tu Zhenxi, the only foundation-building monk of the Tu family.

Tu Zhenxi is amazingly talented, broke through the foundation building in less than fifty, and also made a lot of achievements in the art of refining.

There are rumors from the outside world that if Tu Zhenxi hadn't been distracted from refining weapons, he would have cultivated to the late stage of Foundation Establishment long ago.

It is said that tiger fathers have no dogs.

But Tu Zhenxi had three sons and two daughters in a row, and only the youngest son and eldest daughter had spiritual roots, which were the lowest low-grade spiritual roots.

Fortunately, his youngest son was lucky, and after accidentally having an affair with a mortal woman, he gave birth to a baby boy with a top-grade spiritual root.

Feeling very relieved, Tu Zhenxi personally named the baby boy "Xuanxiu" and brought it with him since he was a child.

Most of the monks in Haichang City knew that Tu Xuanxiu must be the next head of the Tu family.

More than ten years ago, Chen Yiru, the fourth elder of the current family, was promoted to Foundation Establishment, and the Chen family invited her colleagues and held a grand banquet for her.

At the banquet, Chen Ping, who was only 12 years old, followed his father, and once had a photo with Tu Xuanxiu, but they never saw each other again.

Practitioners who have attuned their souls and cultivated their spiritual consciousness all have the ability to remember everything with a single eye and ten lines at a glance.

Even if you only see it once, you will not forget it in just a dozen or 20 years.

"Where, how difficult is it to build a foundation!"

"Actually, fellow daoist, Tu once attacked the bottleneck of foundation establishment a few months ago, but in the end it was a crushing defeat."

"Because my vitality was hurt, I was sent to the Jinyu Pavilion by my grandfather to recuperate, and to exercise my xinxing by the way. As for the next attack on Foundation Establishment, I don't know when and what month it will be!"

Tu Xuanxiu spoke slowly, while shaking his head bitterly.

When Chen Ping heard it, he also sighed regretfully, and then asked doubtfully, "Did Fellow Daoist Tu not swallow the Foundation Establishment Pill?"

Tu Xuanxiu is a high-grade spiritual root, and he is nearly [-]% sure of impacting the foundation.

Besides, based on his prominent status, the Tu family should have prepared a Foundation Establishment Pill for him to take even if they tried to sell the pot!
Even the lowest level can only increase the chance of a [-]% chance of a grain building foundation pill, plus his own talent, there is a full [-]% success rate!

This is like the realm of building a foundation, but Tu Xuanxiu's halberd fell into the sand. Could it be that there are some twists and turns in it?
"Hey!"

Sure enough, Tu Xuanxiu's complexion sank, and he said through gritted teeth: "So the family bought a Foundation Establishment Pill for me."

"But on the way back to the island, the family team was suddenly ambushed by a strange late foundation establishment monk."

"All the thirteenth uncles, fifteenth uncles, and other members of the same family are dead!"

"Grandfather is not that person's opponent. At a critical moment, he can only choose to throw away Jidan and lure the thief away."

"Just one Foundation Establishment Pill has already emptied the family's surplus for decades. I can't accept that my clansman sells my ancestral property for me, so I can only take the risk of attacking Foundation Establishment. Whoever thinks that the lack of luck will not succeed in the end."

Knowing the whole story, Chen Ping immediately understood, and casually said with relief: "Fellow Daoist Tu is only forty years old, and there is at least one chance to break the rank before the deadline. Chen believes that man will conquer heaven."

The big limit in his mouth refers to the latest age for Qi training to break through foundation establishment, sixty years old.

After crossing this dividing line, the probability of successfully building a foundation will drop like a cliff.

Even the spirit root of the heavenly rank cannot be spared, this is the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth on the human race, and it is difficult for true immortals to understand.

In this way, the importance of spiritual root quality is fully reflected.

The cultivation speed of the lower grade spiritual root does not have sufficient resources to assist, and I am afraid that I will be 70 to [-] years old when I reach the ninth level of Qi training, and I have already missed the deadline.

As for the middle-grade spiritual roots, they can generally reach the peak of Qi training before sixty, and have a chance to hit the foundation-building realm.

High-grade spiritual roots and earth-grade spiritual roots will have more opportunities.

As for the owner of the Tianpin Spiritual Root, the concept of a bottleneck did not exist before.

In this vast world, [-]% of the monks are low-grade spiritual roots.

The remaining [-]% is almost middle-grade spiritual roots.

One out of a thousand top-grade spiritual roots.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the root of the earth and the root of the sky are one in ten thousand miles or one in one hundred thousand miles.

Without the power of comprehension such as Jindan and Yuanying, the middle-grade spiritual root is the mainstay.

Just like the contemporary Chen family, among the five foundation-builders in the family, only two are rare high-grade spiritual roots, and the other three are all middle-grade spiritual roots.

(End of this chapter)