Monks who have spiritual roots and can cultivate are naturally jealous of Heaven, so Heaven is quite harsh on the reproduction of the monks' descendants.
A mortal woman's life is only a few dozen years, and most of them can give birth to more than a dozen children; but monks, especially high-level monks, can take decades or hundreds of years to have just one child.
Ji Lianhao, who had built his foundation, was punished to have a hundred children. He was not allowed to leave the dark room in less than ten years.
Moreover, the Ji family also treated him well. Because of his wind spirit root, they paid a lot of money to hire a daughter with a good spirit root from a good family. They would go in and serve him three times a day, morning, noon and evening, every time.
If you get pregnant early and give birth to a child early, there will be a heavy reward. The amount of the reward is based on the order of pregnancy.
Therefore, those women were extremely enthusiastic, and everyone wanted to get pregnant before others. Even because the kidnapped Ji Lianhao was helpless, he was allowed to bring medicine in, hoping to get pregnant as soon as possible and get more rewards.
In the small dark room, the life of the punished person was worse than death. When he saw the woman pushing the door open and coming in, his legs were trembling and his heart felt weak.
He never dreamed that one day he would be so disgusted and terrified of beautiful women.
Many male cultivators of the Ji family, after hearing about Ji Lianhao's miserable situation, did not even dare to go to the concubine's room in another courtyard for a while, and practiced in the clan's land for a long time.
In the Tianyun Sect, it was deserted for a while because of Ji Lianhao's disappearance. Those dandies who often followed Ji Lianhao also stopped. They were afraid that their family would follow suit, so they were locked up in a small dark room to do things for the family.
Go and contribute.
The Ji family is really ruthless and will not show mercy to their own wind spirit roots.
March day, spring is so bright and beautiful.
The grandmaster peak, full of flowers, finally welcomed its owner Mu Sheng.
Mu Sheng looked at the flowers all over the mountains and fields and was extremely satisfied.
An Qingli took advantage of Mu Sheng's good mood and quickly told him about the 800,000 contribution points.
"Eight hundred thousand contribution points?" Mu Sheng picked a bright purple flower, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, his mood was as beautiful as a flower, "It's simple. Just bring out some grass, and Master will help you do it!"
"Thank you Master!"
An Qingli was extremely happy and took the jade slips handed over by Mu Sheng with both hands. These jade slips were from monks outside the sect asking for medicine from him.
Mu Sheng sent a message to Patriarch Qi Xian and asked him to list the monks who helped him overcome the calamity on that day. At the same time, he also asked Patriarch Qi Xian to list the monks who had evil intentions on that day.
They should be crossed out from the jade slips asking for medicine.
"Take out your grass and hold on to these people who are grateful for their kindness first. I help them, they help me, and I help them again. This is how it should be." Mu Sheng tapped his feet on the blooming flowers, which were scattered all over the flower mountain.
Take a leisurely stroll.
The fragrance of flowers all over the mountain makes people feel relaxed and happy; there are also colorful butterflies flying, which makes it even more lively and interesting. This mountain flower is blooming, which is what he likes.
Master Chu Feng had come once, but he frowned and left with his nose covered. He had never agreed with his senior brother's aesthetic taste.
His senior brother once wanted to plant the elixir peak with flowers. He bought all the flower seeds and scattered them wherever there was an open space. Fortunately, he and his master found out in time and worked together to stop them, so that the elixir peak did not become colorful and fragrant.
Stinging nose.
An Qingli had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, so he went to the newly built Grandmaster Hall on the top of the mountain with his sword and started to compare and compare.
It was another round of matchmaking, and since she was quite rich in Ten Thousand Years of Soul-Destroying Grass, it was not difficult to gather eight million high-grade spiritual stones.
An Qingli handed the prepared plan to Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng took the jade slips of the monks and handed them to An Qingli to notify them one by one. Qixian Qisi, the two ancestors, stayed at Mu Sheng's
Keep it nearby, just in case someone does something malicious.
The two ancestors, Qi Min and Qi Gao, also came here specially to join in the fun. They did not enter the Grand Master's Hall and only stayed outside the Grand Master's Hall. They also specially informed An Qingli of the spiritual plants they needed, hoping that she could help.
pay attention to.
The two of them were already her guardians assigned by the sect, and they also helped her get rid of the Ji family's dilemma in proposing a marriage, so An Qingli naturally knew how to reciprocate the favor.
Mu Sheng was very happy. He had a lot of elixirs to refine and had to be busy for a few days.
The two ancestors Qi Xian and Qi Si are also happy. Every time Mu Sheng gets a new spiritual plant, they will stay close to them.
The two ancestors Qi Min and Qi Gao were also happy. With An Qingli here, they already knew that the spiritual plants they needed were already on their way.
An Qingli was even happier. Not only had her 800,000 contribution points been accounted for, but she had also received many magical talismans, and her net worth had become much richer.
However, no matter how much the Ten Thousand Years of Soul-Destroying Grass is, it will eventually be used up, and if there are too many, it will be worthless. An Qingli plans to keep it as much as possible, and then use it himself when he advances to the ninth-level alchemy master.
The weather is so sunny, the colorful butterflies are flying on Grandmaster Peak, and the flowers are fragrant everywhere.
There were monks who came from afar to overcome the tribulation, and couldn't help but say: "Grandmaster has a unique taste."
The grandmaster didn't take it seriously. His taste had always been so unique, and it was just these common people who didn't understand it.
After getting the spiritual plant he needed, Qi Min and Qi Gao specially accompanied An Qingli to the Treasure Peak.
Almost all the elders who were not alive in Baoqifeng came out to greet them.
The scene was quite spectacular, and the high-profile was a bit too high. An Qingli bowed to the master of Baoqi Peak with some embarrassment.
"You all retreat, there is no need to stay here." The two Tribulation Ancestors spoke out.
Several elders followed the instructions and respectfully retreated.
The master of Baoqi Peak deliberately adjusted his clothes, and accompanied the two ancestors and An Qingli to the sect's treasure house. Not long after, a god-forming ancestor from Qi Peak also appeared.
This ancestor is an eighth-level weapon-refining master in the middle stage of becoming a god, and he is also the person with the highest level of weapon-refining in the Tianyun Sect.
The weak water Hunyuan Banner, the natal magic weapon of the Supreme Good, was also refined by him.
"Master!" The master of Baoqi Peak knelt down excitedly.
"Get up." The expression on Huashen Daojun's face was very low, "Let's go together to select materials for the master's apprentice. I will refine her natal magic weapon, and you will assist me. Do you have any objections?"
The master of Bao Weapon Peak was overjoyed: "Being able to watch my master refining weapons is something that my disciples and grandsons can only dream of."
After two tribulations, one spirit transformation and one Yuanying, accompanied by An Qingli, who was in the early stages of foundation building, he arrived at the majestic sect treasure house.
The sect's treasury is a genuine fairy weapon, in the shape of a golden toad, with a happy face and a welcoming smile.
The entrance to the treasure house is the tongue spit out by the golden toad.
There was an elder Jindan, standing next to Tongue. He respectfully checked the identity jade tags of this group of people. He took a special look at the young disciple An Qingli, then crossed out ten contribution points on each jade tag, and then used his finger to let them go.
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The golden toad rolled its tongue and brought several people into the sect's treasure house, which was its abdomen.
When An Qingli came out of Fengyu Secret Realm, he couldn't help but think of the long tongue of the monster frog, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Inside the treasury, Elder Yuanying personally greeted him. The Master of Baoqi Peak was familiar with the road and quickly helped An Qingli select the good things, and then handed them all to Lord Huashen Dao for inspection.