An Qingli went out to practice for more than ten years, and then returned to the sect to calm down and practice. Finally, at the age of thirty-nine, he successfully broke through to the late stage of foundation building.
With the qualifications of two spiritual roots, it is really rare to break through to the late stage of foundation building at the age of thirty-nine, but it seems to be an ordinary thing for a single spiritual root.
The further you go in your practice, the more difficult it becomes to advance, and each time you advance, the longer it takes.
The little Lingxi also successfully broke through to the sixth level, and the Lingxi eyes became more and more powerful. If he returned to the foggy jungle, he would be able to quickly find the hidden fog spirit.
Wu Ling is having a good time.
Because it is backed by the Tianyun Sect, almost no one in the southern cultivation world dares to offend it. In addition, it already has a master, and there are even fewer people who have ideas for it. Therefore, led by Shangshan, after going to Hualou several times,
It can act completely alone.
Wu Ling is very famous in Hualou.
When other people go to Hualou, most of them are looking for flower spirit stones, but this is not the case. It helps the good people earn spirit stones and earn a lot of spirit stones.
The boss behind Hualou is grateful, and he is lucky to have Wuling.
The colorful Dream Flower in the Mustard Seed Space was so envious. Senior Wu Ling took the lead and achieved what it dreamed of doing, and it also reached a certain height.
How amazing!
Mist spirits can already condense translucent bodies.
One rainy afternoon, in a small dark room, a half-bald man received a notice from his clan that the one hundredth child had been conceived in the woman's womb.
In other words, he is free, completely free.
The door to the dark room was completely open.
The cold wind blew in.
The half-bald man walked out shakily, looking up to the sky and roaring silently.
Suddenly a thunder fell from the sky to cheer him up.
The half-bald man burst into tears and almost fell to the ground.
A room full of young men and women, led by the Ancestor of Transformation God, are all welcoming their father's return.
The god-forming ancestor's life is running out, and he said that when their father comes here, he will divide the family property among them in front of their biological father.
When Ji Lianhao was helped into his yard, he almost fainted when he looked at the group of children who looked exactly like him.
When the Patriarch of the Transformation God said that he wanted to divide the family property in front of everyone under the witness of his biological father, Ji Lianhao completely fainted.
Two days later, Ji Lianhao woke up.
The Ancestor of Transformation God has already given out everything that should be divided.
"Grandfather, you are driving your grandson to a dead end!" The skinny Ji Lianhao was trembling all over.
"A good grandson cannot be broken or established." The old Ancestor of Transformation God took Ji Lianhao's skinny hand and sighed, "I don't have long life, and your father has mediocre qualifications. When I pass away, our room will be like this."
I'm afraid I'll have to live in poverty for a while. It's impossible to rely on you and your father to protect the family wealth. Instead of leaving it to the family, it's better to distribute it to many children and grandchildren."
"grandfather."
Ji Lianhao's voice began to tremble. He knew that his grandfather was telling the truth. If his grandfather passed away and said nothing else, just the courtyard where he lived now would be taken back by the family.
In the clan, what kind of ability and cultivation level, what kind of yard does one live in? The one he lives in now is the largest courtyard owned by the cultivation level of the Transformation God, occupying the place with the most spiritual energy in the clan.
"Grandson, your father can't count on you. You should practice hard and develop your skills." God Transformation Ancestor Mung Bean's eyes were shining with tears. "If this yard is taken back, you will earn it back in the future through your own skills. My grandfather also relied on his own skills.
The yard I earned back is just that my hands are itchy and I can’t sit still. I didn’t even enjoy it for a few days after I took it back, so I left it to your father and you.”
Ji Lianhao also had tears in his eyes and was about to collapse.
The Ji family is the first aristocratic family in Luofeng City, so one can imagine the fierce competition among clans and territories.
Ji Xiaopeng, who was less than thirty years old, was already a third-level alchemist. His family specially rewarded his parents with a better house.
Ji Lianhao returned to the sect with his curtain hat on. The sect's spiritual energy was more abundant than the clan's and was more conducive to cultivation.
However, the fact that he was bald was still spread, and some people even made fun of it secretly.
It is not a secret that Ji Lianhao's grandfather is approaching his longevity, and the people who used to fawn over Ji Lianhao are no longer there.
Moreover, everyone knew that his family property was being divided. There was a female nun who had been very attentive to him. When she saw him again, she walked straight over and pretended not to see anything.
Without the blessing of his grandfather, and without the wealth of the Nuo family, Ji Lianhao is just an ordinary disciple of the Ji family who has not grown up and is still short of money.
So what if it's Wind Spirit Root? If you haven't reached Nascent Soul, it's not worth the effort to flatter him.
There was also a female cultivator, who didn't care about Ji Lianhao's current situation, nor his bald head and hollowed-out body, but she came to him very politely.
But Ji Lianhao had seen countless women, but he couldn't tell what was hidden in the woman's eyes.
I just hope that one day he will be glorious again, thinking about this friendship of helping each other through thick and thin, and taking her with him a little by the way.
When he was high-spirited, he felt that most of the people around him were too lovable. When he reached this state, he was surprised to find that there were too many mean people around him.
Ji Lianhao, who came out of the small dark room, already hated women, and when he met the female nun who was hiding her scheming, he became even more disgusted, so he contacted a former playboy, and in a few words, he told the female nun
Hooked up.
Ji Lianhao, who was thin and disfigured, went to the Spiritual Medicine Peak to seek medicine to see if there was any way to grow his hair back, and by the way, his body would also grow back as soon as possible.
On the way, I met An Qingli, a radiant An Qingli.
An Qingli, who no longer hid his appearance, went to the Spiritual Medicine Peak with his sword to exchange for the spiritual plants he needed.
She has broken through to the late stage of foundation building, has a stronger spiritual power reserve in her body, and can already try to refine seventh-grade elixirs.
The two happened to meet each other at the foot of Lingyao Peak.
However, An Qingli put away his flying sword and was about to ride a speeding rabbit up the mountain. Ji Lianhao was coming down from the mountain after asking for the medicine.
The speeding rabbit squeaked excitedly, and its whole body was full of hostility. Apparently, it still remembered the time when Ji Lianhao broke its rabbit's leg.
The two looked at each other in silence.
An Qingli didn't recognize this skinny man for a while, he only thought he looked familiar. However, the speedy rabbit reacted so fiercely that An Qingli reacted immediately.
Ji Lianhao glanced at An Qingli and suddenly felt ashamed of himself. He turned away and said, "You are so beautiful." She was much more beautiful than in his vague memory.
"Yes, thank you." An Qingli replied perfunctorily, urging the speeding rabbit to go up the mountain.
Ji Lianhao caught up a few more steps and said calmly: "The way I am now is also because of you. Do you have to apologize and say I'm sorry?"
An Qingli almost rolled his eyes. He really didn't want to talk nonsense to this man, so he let the little tiger out.
Over the years, whatever An Qingli didn't want to say or couldn't say, Xiao Huzi did it for him.