The senior officials of the Chen family did not want to see Tu Xuanxiu build the foundation, but they were worried that the Tu family's power would grow too fast and eventually turn into a situation where the branches are strong but the foundation is weak.

After all, the Chen family has also fallen into a period of weakness since its founding.

It was a dark and lightless time.

After more than ten generations, there was only one new foundation-building monk.

At that time, other forces in Haichang City had more or less made some small calculations.

He no longer even fully obeyed Chen's orders.

When the storm was falling, the old enemy Meng family took advantage of the situation and launched a massive invasion.

At the critical moment, the then-eldest elder of the Chen clan took a wrong approach and advanced to the foundation-building perfection with the magic secret technique.

Finally, he used the technique of self-destruction and forcibly replaced two elders of the Meng family.

The Meng family suffered heavy losses, and the remaining people were helpless in the face of the three-level formation, so they had to stop fighting and retreat in despair.

If it hadn't been for the great elder who sacrificed his life to die, the Chen family would have almost been wiped out by a powerful enemy.

After this battle, the Chen family learned a lesson and began to tighten internal defenses and suppress affiliated forces.

Today, the Chen family is thriving, and the five major foundations coexist.

However, he still kept in mind the ancestral teachings and restrained several major vassal families, never allowing their strength to expand excessively.

Other senior officials were worried about the Tu family, but Chen Ping didn't care.

To put it bluntly, he is not afraid of the Tu family becoming stronger.

Tu family, he can hold it down!

Therefore, he gave Tu Xuanxiu an unspoken hint.

Once he builds the foundation, the Tu family's crisis will be resolved.

Of course, Tu Xuanxiu must have enough patience.

"Well, Tu Zhenxi practices metal-based techniques, while Tu Xuanxiu specializes in wood-based techniques."

Chen Ping muttered to himself, his deep pupils glowing with a strange light.

"Yun'er, I leave this turtle egg to you."

Back in the secret room, Chen Ping took out the green water turtle egg and threw it to Xue Yun.

"Thank you Hirō!"

Xue Yun suddenly smiled broadly and held the turtle egg in her hands.

"Okay, let's go down and practice!"

Chen Ping waved his hand angrily.

This green water turtle is a good thing for Xue Yun, but he doesn't like it at all.

…

Time flies, and before I know it, another four months have passed.

"Um?"

Chen Ping, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and the consciousness that enveloped Yuxuan Cave discovered something flying quickly from the sky.

It's a sound-transmitting paper crane.

A spell that can only be cast by monks in the foundation building stage.

Although this technique is convenient, it has great limitations and will lose its effectiveness if it exceeds a hundred miles.

After catching the paper crane, Chen Ping read the contents.

The paper crane was issued by Yiru and had a sentence written on it.

"The great elder has returned to the family. Ping'er will set off immediately. We will meet at the top of Fuge Mountain."

"Those big shots are back."

Chen Ping raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

In the past few months, he had been getting a little restless waiting.

If the Great Elder and the others have not returned within half a year, Chen Ping will not be foolish enough to wait any longer.

It goes without saying that the summons of the Xuanhuo Crow of the Sky Demon bloodline and the Great Elder is more important than the other.

…

Fuge Mountain, the top of the mountain.

Both sides of the mountain road are lined with ancient trees that are more than ten people tall, and the inside is even more gloomy, like a terrifying old forest with no birds and beasts.

After Chen Ping walked for about three cups, a huge rugged cliff appeared on the right side of the mountain road.

This cliff cuts across it and goes straight into the Tianchi mountainside. It is as powerful as a blue dragon with its head raised, and its momentum is extraordinary.

At the top of the cliff, there is a huge stone six or seven feet high, with several ancient Chinese characters inscribed with dragons and phoenixes flying on it.

"The sky collapses and the earth collapses and the earth shakes."

This was carved by Chen Xin, the founder of the family, on the eve of his death. He spent his last mana to encourage future generations of the family to build the foundation.

It means that those who live on the top of Fuge Mountain are the pillars of the family and must bear the heavy responsibility of upholding the throne.

Having been passed down for hundreds of years, Chen Xinyou should be able to rest in peace.

Although the foundation of the Chen family has been built over the past dynasties, not all of them have dedicated themselves and worked hard for the family, but the basic principle of putting the interests of the family first can still be firmly adhered to.

"Brother Ping, you are here too."

At the end of the mountain road on the other side, a dignified monk strode towards him.

There are two purple and green rattan gourds tied around his waist, and his whole body exudes a natural and refreshing medicinal fragrance.

"Brother Kang."

Chen Ping cupped his hands and said with a smile.

This person is the first among the descendants of the family, Chen Zhoukang.

He has a noble status, high-grade wood spiritual roots, an alchemist, the great-grandson of the great elder, foundation-building seeds, etc., everyone is envious of others.

What's more, it combines all titles into one.

"Congratulations on winning the family competition."

Chen Zhoukang put his fists on his abdomen, looking like a humble gentleman.

"Thank you."

Chen Ping said calmly.

I've heard too many compliments recently, and I've long been used to it.

"Great-grandfather has summoned me, let me go together!"

Chen Zhoukang met and said.

The top of Fuge Mountain is a retreat place for family foundation-building monks, and the Qi Practitioners are usually not allowed to enter.

Meeting Chen Ping at this time, Chen Zhoukang naturally guessed that he had also been summoned by Chen Xiangwen.

"good."

Chen Ping shrugged and said calmly.

There is only one way up the mountain. Is it possible that he should be asked to use the Earth Escape Talisman to get through the ground?

Just like that, the two of them were walking and chatting.

More often, it was Chen Zhoukang who asked questions.

He was extremely curious about this new member of the family who was once unknown but was rising like a meteor.

"By the way, Brother Ping, do you still have the seedlings of Acupuncture Vine?"

Chen Zhoukang suddenly asked.

On the day of the competition, he was also present to watch.

Chen Ping won with a sneak attack using the Stinging Needle Vine, which left a particularly deep impression on him.

He is currently trying to refine the "Shen Fu Pill".

This elixir can keep the soul clear and help eliminate distracting thoughts during practice.

The elixir of the Fushen Pill is the Stinging Needle Vine.

Although the Thorny Needle Vine is not an ancient alien species, it is still very rare.

He has posted a reward in Haichang City for nearly a year, but no one has acknowledged it.

"No more. I got that seedling by chance. It's the only one. I feel regretful that Dabi used it. I originally planned to cultivate it to the second level."
To be continued...