When it comes to the beast tide, I keep telling you.
"Father, how are you doing lately?" Lu Xuanji asked.
"It's still the same. My father is already one hundred and thirty years old. Without a great opportunity, it is difficult to become a monk in the Zifu. Only you have great hope!" The father smiled, full of expectations for his son.
My father awakened his spiritual roots at the age of six, and his qualifications were three spiritual roots, which were on the lower side. He reached the peak of Qi training at the age of fifty-three. At that time, the family happened to have a surplus of foundation-building pills, and his father spent his contribution points to buy them.
Take it and impact the foundation.
Unfortunately, the attack on the foundation failed.
Then, enter a long and hard life of debt repayment.
After working hard for the family for twenty years, the debt was repaid.
At the age of seventy, my father was unwilling to go into seclusion again to attack the foundation-building realm. This time, there was no foundation-building pill, but he made the impossible possible and became a foundation-building monk.
After becoming a foundation-building monk, my father was very motivated and wanted to attack the Zifu monks, but reality soon slapped him in the face.
It took twenty years to break through to a small level.
It takes more time later.
When it came time to pass away, my father had only built the fifth floor of the foundation.
Seeing that there was no hope for the Zi Mansion, my father placed his hope on the next generation.
When he was one hundred years old, he married a female cultivator from the Ye family, her mother, and gave birth to three children in thirty years.
The eldest brother, who has no spiritual roots, married three wives and four concubines in the mortal world, and lived happily.
The second sister, who has five spiritual roots, has a limited future. After living in the family for ten years, she went to the secular world to manage the family business.
He has awakened the third spiritual root, which is superior and comparable to the second spiritual root, and Zifu has hope.
Father placed all his hopes on Lu Xuanji.
For the future of my son, there are some things that need to be planned in advance.
"Son, do you know how much a Foundation Establishment Pill costs?"
the father asked.
"One Foundation Establishment Pill is worth about 10,000 spirit stones." Lu Xuanji said the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill.
The various materials required for the Foundation Establishment Pill cost three thousand spirit stones, but after being refined into the elixir, the price was ten thousand spirit stones. The profit margin was as much as 230%, which was a huge profit.
"Ten thousand spiritual stones is just the market price!" Father sighed, "The actual price is at least fifteen thousand spiritual stones."
"According to the rules of the family, if you want to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill, you must meet three conditions. One is to reach the peak of Qi training before the age of sixty; one is to collect 10,000 spirit stones or contribution points; one is to
Make corresponding contributions within the family."
"Son, if you want to buy a Foundation Building Pill before you turn sixty, you must accumulate at least ten thousand spirit stones. My annual salary is four hundred spirit stones. Excluding some necessary expenses, I can save two hundred spirit stones a year. Tight.
A little, coupled with the contribution points saved in the past, it is still possible to borrow money from friends.”
"Dad, you are so tight, do you have enough spiritual stones?" Lu Xuanji was worried, "How can you practice without spiritual stones?"
My father's saving of spirit stones meant that he spent very little and his progress in cultivation would be slow or even stagnant.
In other words, my father had given up practicing in order to save money for him to buy the Foundation Building Pill.
"My future is limited. There is not much difference between becoming a fifth-level Foundation Establishment or a seventh-level Foundation Establishment. Neither of them will be able to reach the realm of the Purple Mansion. Why don't I support you!" Father said, very free and easy, with a hint of "no" in his words.
Out of peace.
"Father, you don't have to be like this, you have sacrificed too much!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"The sacrifice is big, but for you, it is all worth it. Without the sacrifices of the predecessors, there would be no rise of the younger generations!" The father said: "If you can become the ancestor of the Zi Mansion, my father's sacrifices will be worth it.
Our generation is not afraid of sacrifice, but it is afraid that the sacrifice will be of no value! I am accumulating spiritual stones, and you must work hard to reach the peak of Qi refining before the age of fifty."
Lu Xuanji sighed: "Father, I will work hard!"
The family gathered together, chatting and saying something intimate.
My mother has Wulinggen and is not very qualified. Now in her fifties, she is only on the second level of Qi training. She spends most of her time growing some elixirs near Ziyang Mountain or refining some Baiyang Pills to make profits. My father is stationed at
A mineral vein, leading some monks from the family to dig for spiritual minerals.
Excavation of spiritual mines is difficult and may involve various dangers. Mortals cannot participate in the excavation. Only monks can dig the spiritual mines themselves.
My father is a foundation-building monk, but he often goes into the mines to dig some spiritual minerals.
The father smiled and talked about some things that happened in the spiritual mine. Not only did he have to guard against the monster insects that appeared in the mine, he also needed to guard against some rogue cultivators who might rob him.
According to my father's description, rogue cultivators are an unstable factor in the world of cultivation. They often kill people, steal treasures, rob mines, rob some shops, and do some evil deeds. They have a poor moral bottom line and are not very particular about what they do. They are extremely bad.
Lu Xuan listened and asked.
…
After three months of leave, my father passed away.
Ore cannot be separated from his father, and he needs to be there during the foundation building period.
Soon after, the monks who had gone out returned one after another and gathered at Ziyang Mountain.
The monks who were in seclusion walked out of the cave one after another.
Clang clang clang!
At this moment, the bell rang, ringing nine times in succession.
The monks of the Lu family gathered in the square one after another, and the ancestor of the Lu family's Zifu also appeared.
The moment he appeared, the ancestor of the Lu family exuded a terrifying aura, exuding a trace of terrifying coercion, like a human-shaped nuclear bomb with destructive power.
"The Beast Dynasty is about to appear once in a hundred years... Under the tide of beasts, we monks must protect mortals. Although mortals are humble, they are the foundation of monks. Without a large number of mortals as the foundation, how can monks be born. Today's rescue is insignificant
A mortal is the mother of a future Nascent Soul Lord."
"I have ordered that you all drive your spirit boats and go to pick up mortals and bring them into Ziyang Mountain!"
"Lu Tianyi is responsible for going to Danyang County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Tianming is responsible for going to Beichen County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Xuance is responsible for going to Qingshui County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Yan'an is responsible for going to Xuanwu County to pick up the mortals."
"Lu Yanping is responsible for going to Heishi County to pick up the mortals!"
"Lu Wanli is responsible for going to Tianshui County to pick up the mortals!"
The ancestor gave the order, and more than a dozen foundation-building monks from the family were dispatched to some nearby counties to pick up the mortals.