Later, as her children grew up, and following a certain man's sweet words, which alternated between hot and cold, she fell into it.
From being reluctant at first, I became very willing.
Until now, I heard the news that he was going to survive the tribulation.
In a daze, Zhao Rumeng took the letter and opened it.
In the letter, there are only less than 300 words, and the content is to ask her mother to accept her as her apprentice, which can be regarded as providing her with shelter.
Tianlinggen qualification is very powerful.
At least in the early stages, it has a greater advantage, and the cultivation speed is fast. It only takes just two to three hundred years to achieve the Golden Elixir. There is no bottleneck before the Golden Elixir reaches its peak.
But for True Lord Yuanying, the Tianlinggen is just like that.
Because the dividends of Tianlinggen have been exhausted before the Nascent Soul, and other Jindan monks are on the same starting line to hit the Nascent Soul realm, there is no one with a higher concept and a lower probability.
Tianlinggen cultivators are proud of themselves in front of Zi Mansion, but they can only treat them as equals when facing Jindan cultivators, but they can only look up to Nascent Soul cultivators.
When she saw the Ice Soul True Lord, she wanted to call her mother.
It's a pity that the Bingpo True Lord has too many daughters-in-law, so he may not remember her as his daughter-in-law, but with this letter, there are more possibilities for friendship and protection.
"Husband, you have to be careful!" Zhao Rumeng said, "I'll wait for you!"
After saying that, Zhao Rumeng left.
…
Soon after, many living descendants came one after another.
Grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, great-grandchildren, etc. arrived one after another, numbering in the thousands.
But more descendants disappeared and turned into soil, and their memories gradually faded away. Some died, some died in battle, some died from beasts, and some died from accidents.
Looking at the many heirs, Lu Fan's heart flashed with joy. Although he had poor qualifications, he could make an important contribution to the family's reproduction.
Among his descendants, there are Foundation Establishment monks, Zifu monks, and two Jindan monks.
Among the two golden elixir monks, one is his son and the other is his grandson. His son Lu Mingxuan is a Binglinggen monk. He is four hundred years old this year. He survived the disaster thirty years ago and attained the golden elixir; his grandson Lu Qiwen is
He has a gold-type spiritual root. He is three hundred years old this year. He survived the catastrophe fifty years ago and attained the golden elixir.
Looking at these descendants, Lu Fan said: "I'm very happy that you can come! Soon, I will go through the tribulation. Life and death are unpredictable. If I am unfortunate enough to die in the tribulation, don't be sad. I still have some here.
I don’t intend to distribute the inheritance to you. When the property is averaged, there is actually not even a majority!”
"I will leave part of the property in the family and reward those outstanding descendants!"
"I hope you will strive to do your best and contribute to the prosperity of the Lu family!"
"When monks live in the world, they only work hard to become stronger and live longer, and they will get lost in the process of seeking the Tao. Monks must learn to find their own home. As long as there is a home, they will not be confused in their hearts and their souls will be warm.
, you will not get lost or lose yourself!”
"You should be grateful to be born in the Lu family. Because of your father's protection, your starting point is higher than that of many monks. You can practice with peace of mind and don't have to worry about killing people to get treasures. If you are bullied outside, as long as it makes sense, the Lu family will help you, because
With the Lu family, you will avoid many detours!"
After finishing speaking, he took the lead in greeting some of the heirs.
One by one, they came forward and explained things.
Many descendants felt sad when they watched this ancestor explain his funeral.
In the end, only two Jindan monks were left.
Taking out a letter and handing it to Lu Mingxuan, Lu Fan said: "If I survive the catastrophe, everything will be easy, and this letter will be useless. But if I fail to survive the catastrophe, you can take this letter to visit your father, and my father will give you a gift."
You have some face!"
"My child understands!"
Lu Mingxuan said, a sad look flashed in his eyes.
In a daze, I thought of my ancestor.
Once upon a time, he thought that his talents were so incredible that he would definitely surpass his ancestors.
It wasn't until I realized the golden elixir and realized the gap between the golden elixir and Yuanying that I realized that I was not as good as many.
He is just a golden elixir monk, but he is not enough for the ancestor to take a look at him; even his status as a grandson is not enough for the ancestor to take a look at him.
After all, there are too many grandfathers and grandchildren, and we can’t get close to them.
But with this letter from his father and the ending of his father's death, grandpa, for his father's sake, would help them, help them solve some difficult things, and give them some pointers.
However, Lu Qiwen said: "Grandpa, there is no need for this letter! Will I be the ancestor of Xuanji in the future?"
Obviously, I don't buy it.
I feel that I have good qualifications, good luck, and outstanding understanding, and I will definitely surpass Xuanji Zhenjun.
"That's all, I hope so!"
Lu Fan said.
After explaining everything, he began to drive away these juniors, adjust his energy and spirit, and adjust himself to his strongest state.
…
Time passed and finally the third day arrived.
Everyone is waiting.
At this moment, the clouds of calamity are gathering in the void, the tide of destruction is surging, and the spiritual energy is coming one after another, like ocean waves.
As the dark clouds condensed, destructive thunder and lightning condensed in the clouds.
Under the thunder and lightning, a figure appeared, it was Lu Fan.
Boom boom boom!
After just a few breaths, thunder and lightning overwhelmed everything.
The void turned into a silvery white.
"Husband, you have to work harder!"
On the mountain peak, Murong Xue, Ye Qingqing, Zhao Rumeng and other concubines were whispering, encouraging in their hearts.
The husband is greedy for money and lustful, but he is a good husband. No one wants to be a widow. At this moment, he can only pray silently.
…
"Brother, you have to work harder!"
On another mountain peak, Lu Xian was encouraged but full of worries.
He has heavenly spiritual roots and a pure Yang Dao body. He has strong luck and can resolve the catastrophes in the world.
The three golden elixir tribulations can be said to be a narrow escape for many monks.
But for him, it was just going through the motions.
When he passed through the three tribulations of the Golden Elixir, he easily broke through the tribulations and realized the Golden Elixir.
But for other monks to overcome the tribulation, it is much more difficult and dangerous.
Over the years, more than 20 monks from the Lu family have overcome the tribulation, but only ten of them have succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and attained the Golden Elixir.
This is because the Lu family has been very lucky recently, and has managed to resolve most of the calamities.
But in the vast area of Chu State, if one hundred monks can overcome the tribulation, it would be considered good if ten monks can successfully overcome the tribulation.
…
"Son, you have to work harder!"
Lu Xuanji silently comforted him in his heart.
I can only give my son praise and support, and everything else is up to him.
If he takes action to exceed the calamity, the calamity will become even greater, and even he may be killed in it.
You can ask for help from outsiders for everything, but disaster can only be resolved by yourself, and you can't rely on outsiders.
…
Boom boom boom!
The catastrophe continues and its power increases.
At the moment of the sixth calamity, sky thunder, nightmare wind, sky fire, etc. swept down.