A month later, after an intense spirit test, the Ximen family added twenty-six people with spiritual roots. It was not a lot, and the spiritual roots were not good, but it could always relieve the pressure.
"You have finished reading the clan rules. Are you willing to stay in Qingyang Mountain to practice?"
Ximen Changqing looked at the twenty-six people with spiritual roots and asked for their opinions.
"I am willing to practice."
"I am also willing to cultivate immortality and build a foundation in the future."
"I am fifty-three this year, and there is no hope for my future. I would like to return to the county to marry more beautiful wives and concubines, so as to give birth to more descendants with spiritual roots for the family."
Of the twenty-six people with spiritual roots, except for two who were over forty years old, they felt that their path was hopeless and hoped to go back to have offspring, leaving twenty-four people.
Among these twenty-four tribesmen, the oldest is thirty-six years old and the youngest is only eight years old. They must first enter the tribe and master the most basic knowledge of cultivating immortals.
They must also be taught to be loyal to the family, have family values, at least never betray the family, and how to deal with various situations.
Now that a month has passed since the new clan rules were implemented, the clan members have all been mobilized. Those who have no Taoist companions are busy going to the market to strike up a conversation.
Those who have Taoist couples are also busy having children. Some tribesmen even plan to marry more Taoist couples, but they also get the approval of the original Taoist couple and reach the peak of their lives.
Because in the new rules, hunting monsters earns the most family contribution points, and there will be a family contest a year later, the clan members are more focused on practicing.
Some tribesmen exchanged magic weapons and talismans, planning to hunt monsters in the mountains to earn more contribution points so that they could exchange for foundation-building pills in the future.
In ordinary towns, those elderly tribesmen with no hope of success gave up their lives of pure cultivation and began to take concubines on a large scale.
With their status as immortal cultivators, it is easy for them to take a mortal woman as a concubine, and the descendants of immortal cultivators have a greater chance of having children with spiritual roots.
For a time, all the clan members were mobilized, and the Ximen family entered a prosperous stage of development.
Preparations are underway to develop the East China Sea, and it will be ready to go in a few months at most.
In the past few months, Ximen Changqing plans to lead his family's monks to hunt monsters in Yunmeng Mountain and teach them how to fight monsters.
"Fourth brother, grandpa's old injury has relapsed. Come with me quickly."
Ximen Changyu suddenly appeared, took his arm, and ran to Sang Laoguan's cave.
Over the years, Sang Laoguan has lived in seclusion, doing almost nothing except serving the spiritual field.
Only when Qingyang Mountain was besieged, he helped defend and suffered some injuries.
"Cousin, grandpa's injury is not as he said. It is actually very serious and the foundation is also damaged."
Sang Xiaoyu was newly married for a month when Sang Laoguan suddenly became ill, which caught her off guard.
In fact, Sang Laoguan was worried about his granddaughter and had been holding on to his injuries. Now, seeing his granddaughter getting married, he felt relieved.
Sang Laoguan, who had fulfilled his wish, soon fell ill and lay in the cave for many days without leaving the house.
Fortunately, Sang Xiaoyu visited his grandfather and discovered that Sang Laoguan was seriously ill and almost on his deathbed, so he quickly invited Ximen Changqing.
"Grandpa, you feel unwell, why didn't you tell us?"
Ximen Changqing looked at Sang Laoguan, feeling a little angry and a little sad.
Seeing Ximen Changqing coming over, a trace of relief flashed in Sang Laoguan's old eyes.
The corner of his mouth trembled as he said, "The Sang family is gone, but the two grandsons of the Sang family are both very promising. They killed the evil cultivators in Jiguan Mountain and avenged the Sang family. Grandpa died with a peaceful eye."
"Grandpa, you just want to die. Come on, swallow it."
Ximen Changqing didn't waste any time. He directly stuffed a jade holy elixir into Sang Laoguan's mouth and circulated his true energy to help refine the medicinal power.
Since the serious illness was caused by an old injury, the Jade Saint Pill should be effective.
Half an hour later, Ximen Changqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Sang Laoguan's face turned red.
"Grandpa, you're okay."
Sang Xiaoyu's eyes were full of joy, and Ximen Changyu was also happy.
Gu: "Changqing, what kind of medicine did you give grandpa to take that is so effective?"
He thought he was about to die, but he was surprised to be able to stand up and move around suddenly and his body felt much lighter.
"Of course it's a healing elixir. It's not expensive anyway. I still have it with me."
Ximen Changqing cured Sang Laoguan's injury, but Sang Laoguan had no hope of building a foundation. Now, he only has about ten years to live.
He has been practicing the fourth level of Qi since he was thirty years old. Now, when he is over eighty, he is still practicing the fourth level of Qi.
In Ximen Changqing's view, my grandfather has not practiced at all in the past fifty years. Even if his qualifications are not good, he should not stand still for fifty years.
"Changyu, Xiaoyu, please spend more time with grandpa."
Ximen Changqing bid farewell to the three of them and went to gather the family monks to prepare to hunt monsters in Yunmeng Mountain.
The Spirit Weapon Flying Boat can only accommodate twenty people. There are fifteen people in this batch of late-stage Qi-training clansmen, all of whom are elites of the Ximen family.
It can also be said that they are all foundation-building seeds. Both the Yunzi generation and the Changzi generation have them, and direct descendants account for more than half.
"Grandpa, second uncle, you guys will go too."
Ximen Changqing looked at the two of them, smiled and spoke.
"There are many monsters in Yunmeng Mountain. Grandpa is afraid that you can't handle them alone. Your second uncle wants to try your flying boat." Ximen Rende said with a smile.
Ximen Changqing can understand. My second uncle has never been on a flying boat, so he doesn’t know what it’s like to ride on a flying boat.
"Everyone is standing still."
Ximen Changqing sent his spiritual weapon to fly on a boat, heading straight to Yunmeng Mountain thousands of miles away.
"Uncle Twelve, Uncle Thirteen, and Uncle Fourteen, these are sword and shield guard puppet beasts. They are stronger than Qi-training Dzogchen monks. You should quickly practice them."
Ximen Changqing took out three sword and shield guards and handed them to Ximen Yunyi, Ximen Yunhai and Ximen Yunxiao.
These three people are all at the eighth level of Qi training and are elite members of the Ximen family.
Nowadays, the family is getting richer and richer. It will not be far for them to advance to the ninth level, and they can build a foundation within five years.
"Chang Le, Chang Xiao, and Chang Xin, you should also sacrifice one statue each and return it to the family after the foundation is established."
Ximen Changqing took out three more sword and shield guards and gave them to his seventh brother, eighth brother and ninth brother respectively.
These three boys have all reached the seventh level of Qi training, and they are not weak in strength. They all hope to be ranked in the top ten.
"Thank you Fourth Brother."
The three of them were overjoyed and quickly began to perform sacrifices.
"By the way, the three sword and shield guards form a small formation, which is enough to block the second-order low-grade monsters. As long as you work in groups of three, you will be much safer when hunting monsters."
Ximen Changqing opened his mouth to explain.
Then he briefly introduced the various abilities of the Sword and Shield Guard, and talked about Pan Yulian and the other three’s experience in using them.
"This puppet can still fly."
All six people found it interesting. The Royal Sword and Shield Guard flew up, and rode on the Sword and Shield Guard's neck, flying around the flying boat.
"Fourth brother, are there any more?"
The eldest clan members who were not protected by swords and shields were obviously a little greedy.
"No more for now, but as long as you perform well, you will have a chance. In the future, the reward of the clan competition will also be a first-level top-notch puppet beast.
It’s the sword and shield guard you saw. Moreover, the rewards from the tribe belong entirely to the individual, and these are just borrowed, and they must be returned to the family after the foundation is established."
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