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Chapter 450

Yan Zhan looked at Yan Jiao, and finally knelt down to him, saying in a deep voice: "Father, please help me! My aunt is still saying that she regrets marrying as a woman. After having a family and children, she can't help

I have devoted myself wholeheartedly to cultivation, but my cultivation has stagnated."

Yan Zhan's aunt is Yan Rong. She was also a figure of her generation in Tiancang College. After her generation graduated, she became Yan Zhan's generation.

Now, Yan Zhan has graduated more than ten years ago and has become a tutor in the college.

His strength is also top-notch among the instructors in the college, and he has the potential to catch up from behind.

Now they have already entered the Earth level and are sprinting towards the Heaven level. They are considered to be at the same level as Li Jiu and the others. But the problem is that Yan Ming, Li Jiu and the others are more than ten years older than Yan Zhan.

As for Yan Ming and his generation, they are no longer the strongest. Most of them have already married. After having families, it is difficult to concentrate on practice as before.

In those primitive tribes, men basically started a family when they were nineteen to twenty years old, and some even earlier than this. Women, on the other hand, used to get married between fourteen and fifteen years old.

It's better now. Under Yun Buliu's education, most of them waited until they were eighteen years old.

There are basically no people like Yan Zhan who have not yet started a family at the age of thirty. Many people will think that he is abnormal. After all, the practice of Yuan Qi has only emerged in the past twenty or thirty years.

They had some idea of ​​what kind of abilities the powerful monks had. After all, they had also seen the female giant fight, but they still had little idea of ​​how powerful the monks were.

In addition, no one knows how long a powerful monk can live.

Therefore, no one will give up starting a family because of spiritual practice. Even those students who graduate from the academy basically choose to start a family when they reach an age.

And at the age of thirty, in this primitive tribe, he has already become a father, so Yan Zhan's choice makes Yan Jiao anxious.

Yanjiao seemed to be here to persuade Yun Buliu to start a family, but in fact he was trying to persuade his son to start a family early and not to become a joke to others.

In the end, Yun Buliu directly persuaded him to let go and let Yan Zhan have a try on his own.

Seeing the constipated look on Yanjiao's face, Yun Buliu smiled and said, "By the way, you were already at the Xuan level more than ten years ago! Now that so many years have passed, have you reached the Heaven level?"

Yan Jiao, who was drinking tea, choked and couldn't help coughing. Yan Zhan reached out and patted his father on the back, but turned his head to the side, looking like he was suppressing a smile.

After coughing for a while, Yanjiao sighed: "Heaven level?! How can it be so easy! I finally reached the earth level, and now my entry is even slower. I just thought that when I get old, I wonder if I can log into the sky level.

Level, you can also feel the feeling of flying into the sky and escaping from the earth."

Yun Buliu sighed softly: "The young man who was once a high-spirited and self-proclaimed genius has been smoothed by time. What a pity!"

Yun Buliu's sigh made Yanjiao look a little stunned.

Seeing him in a daze, Yun Buliu smiled and said, "I heard from A Zhan that you have married nine wives in the past twenty years. Think about it, how much time did you spend on practicing after you married a wife?"

Hearing this, Yan Jiao coughed slightly in embarrassment, and then glared at Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan felt innocent. Is it necessary to hide this kind of thing?

Thinking of how his father always proudly showed off to him, he felt that this approach was really stupid. He wasted his limited energy on this, no matter how good his talent was.

"Brother Yun, what level of cultivation are you at now?"

Yanjiao frowned and asked Yun Buliu, as if he wanted to find an entry point from this.

So, Yun Buliu stretched out a hand toward the sky, and immediately he saw wind and clouds surging in the sky. One moment it was windy and sunny, but the next moment, there were already billowing leaden clouds, threatening the heaven and earth.

Thunder is rolling in the lead cloud, roaring and roaring.

Watching the dark clouds like a large millstone hovering over the lake, and then slowly pressing down, Yanjiao opened his mouth with an incredible expression.

thunderbolt……

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky, but Yun Buliu held it in his hand.

At this time, he was like a god holding thunder in his hand. Although the figure sitting there looked even a little thin, in the eyes of their father and son, he was so majestic and tall.

Yun Buliu condensed the thunder into a thunder spear, and then pushed it gently and sent it back to the sky. The thunder spear rushed into the lead cloud like a millstone and exploded instantly. The lead cloud dissipated under the sweeping air waves.

The sun shines on the earth again, and the spring breeze blows on your face again, as if nothing just happened.

At this moment, Yan Zhan's eyes were filled with heat and admiration.

And in his father Yanjiao's eyes, there was nothing but shock.

Although he has always regarded Yun Buliu as a brother, and Yun Buliu has never paid attention to his identity, in Yanjiao's view, no matter how strong Yun Buliu is, he is definitely not as strong as Yun Buliu.

Although when Yun Buliu led them to eliminate those undead creatures, he also showed a wave of cool maneuvers, attracting thunder from the sky to destroy those undead creatures.

The scene at that time was truly spectacular and breathtaking.

But Yanjiao learned from his father Yanyang that it was actually not controlled by Yun Buliu, and Yun Buliu's cultivation at that time was not much higher than that of Yanjiao.

But now...

After a long time, Yanjiao sighed softly, "I have indeed been wasted these years!"

Yun Buliu smiled and said: "You have to give and you have to give, that's how life is. Everyone's energy is limited. If you choose to have a wife and a daughter, and a house full of children and grandchildren, you must give up something. But I am different.

Most of my energy is basically spent on spiritual practice. Although I served as a mountain leader in the college for a period of time, spiritual practice has always been my top priority."

After a pause, Yun Buliu continued: "I'm not advising A Zhan not to get married. I just want to say that you can concentrate on your cultivation before your cultivation stagnates. In fact, monks after entering the prefecture level

, life span has already begun to be extended. Living for one or two hundred years is completely unreasonable.

What is the problem? Once you enter the Heaven Realm, you can live for two to three hundred years. But once you are lucky enough to survive the Desolate Catastrophe, transcend the Heaven Realm, and enter the Desolate Realm, and your life can make a leap, then you can live for a thousand or eight hundred years.

It's no problem. By then, it won't be a problem to start a family and become an ancestor."

Yanjiao smiled bitterly, he was completely convinced and had no way to refute.

In the end, I could only smile and ask: "Have you entered the desolate level?"

Yun Buliu smiled and said: "It's just a fluke! To enter the desolate level, you need to survive the desolate calamity, which is somewhat dangerous, so you need to make more preparations. But it's too early for Ah Zhan to say this now. Let's cultivate to the heaven level first!"

Yan Zhan said with scorching eyes: "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely be able to advance to the heaven level!"

Yun Buliu said with a smile: "I am also very optimistic about you. Your character is much better than your father's."

After hearing this, Yan Jiao could only roll his eyes, while Yan Zhan grinned stupidly. Originally, he wanted to hold it in, but he really couldn't hold it in.

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