Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 130
Since the main line of the Zhao family returned to the clan, there have been many fights in the Zhao family.

After all, there are only so many positions where you can eat meat. In addition, the Zhao family in Shangyang City thinks that the Zhao family is the main line, where the Zhao family's elite is, and even the newly promoted Zhao family is the main line.

Now that he is back, he should be in charge of the Zhao family.

However, they don't know the real face, and they have been arguing with the same clan for a long time, but they still can't figure out who is the boss.

In the end, Zhao Jia directly suppressed with thunder, and under the stimulation of more than ten thousand spirit stones, the same clan was nothing.

Those who dissatisfied all turned into ashes.

All the others were expelled as collateral and assigned to the spiritual field of the mine medicine garden, where they worked according to their work.

Only a few people avoid accidents, such as Zhao Jia's own relatives, and those close to Zhao Shiwen in the three families.

It wasn't until a long time later that Yu Xian asked by chance, that he realized that the main line of the Zhao family had become history.

So the day was completely peaceful.

Spring has gone and autumn has come, and it is five years later.

It was dark outside.

Inside the girl's boudoir, which is full of fragrance, is decorated with bright pearls, and the ceiling is engraved with a bright light formation. At this moment, it has been adjusted to dim light, making the room a little more ambiguous.

The suppressed panting stopped suddenly.

Yulan's bright eyes stared at the snow-white bed curtain, feeling that the fine mesh seemed to swallow her soul.

After a long time.

After regaining some strength, she habitually wrapped herself in the silky silk quilt, as if this would give her a little more sense of security.

Her body is still as delicate as a young girl, her voice is still clear, her eyes are still clear, and the years seem to have treated her particularly favorably.

Because she was on drugs.

The Dingyan Pill, which was priced at one hundred spirit stones in the market, was bought by her husband at a ridiculous price of three hundred spirit stones.

So she always freezes in her best time.

She looked sideways, and saw her husband lying lazily, turning into a word too, with a smile on his face from time to time, looking silly.

She squirmed a few times like a bug, and leaned her head against his side, thinking that if the years went on like this forever, she would definitely be willing.

Yu Xian habitually held Magnolia under his body, and gently stroked her hair with his palm, giving her gentle comfort.

His eyes never left the green panel below his field of vision.

【Name: Yu Xian】

[Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Late Stage (2/110000)]

[Tao Companion: Magnolia (1/2)]

Just at the door just now, after practicing day and night, he finally broke through the late stage of foundation establishment before the age of 50, and stood firmly at the top of the world of cultivating immortals in Shangyang City.

It's just the training points needed in the later stage of foundation establishment...

A total of 11, based on the current 550 points of cultivation per month, he needs a full 45 months, which is a full [-] years.

Forty-five years later, when he reached the peak of foundation building, he was a few years away from turning a hundred years old, comparable to the ancestor of the Jiang family who was once the number one monk in Shangyang City.

Such a comparison.

Yu Xian felt that he could do it again.

And compared to Old Ancestor Jiang, who was struggling for the golden elixir in the end, he only needed to follow the steps to condense the golden elixir on the bed.

After all, gold finger is such an inconvenient thing, there is no need to seek any golden alchemy opportunities and alchemy spirits.

"45 years is not too long."

Yu Xian slid his palm down and squeezed it habitually.

"Sir, what did you say?"

Yulan felt the warmth of her palms, her cheeks flushed unavoidably even though she was an old couple.

Yu Xian exerted a little force on his palm, and said with a smile:
"I'm wondering when you will be able to cultivate to the point where you can practice Qi completely, and how many foundation building pills should I prepare for you so that you can break through?"

Yulan couldn't help showing a bit of frustration.

"It's all because Yulan is too stupid, she wasted so many spirit stones, and her cultivation is getting slower and slower."

In five years, even with Yu Xian's full support, he was able to get enough of all kinds of elixirs for advanced cultivation.

She has only advanced a small level of realm, and she can break through the eighth level of Qi training.

"Have you encountered a bottleneck? Your practice was so smooth before, it is normal to encounter a bottleneck at this time.

I have been stuck in the third level of Qi training to the fourth level of Qi training before for more than three years. If I hadn't encountered a chance, I might have been stuck for another ten or eight years.

Once you have broken through this bottleneck, it will be much easier to practice all the way to the perfection of Qi training. "

Yu Xian thought of himself who was stuck on the third level of Qi training, and felt inexplicably as if he had passed away.

In the early stage of Yulan's practice, she was baptized by his foundation-building mana, and she has all the meridians, so although the speed of practice is not fast, she has never encountered bottlenecks.

It wasn't until the late stage of Qi training that her aptitude problems became more apparent.

Aside from other things, the resources invested in Yulan are enough to train two monks who have completed Qi training, but she is only at the eighth level of Qi training.

This made Yu Xian realize that the later the stage, the more serious the problem of Yulan's qualifications.

Now the Qi training stage is fine, and the Foundation Establishment realm may be over with a little more work.

However, the golden core realm needs to break through three or nine thunder calamities, how can a monk like Yulan who is purely addicted to drugs and not good at fighting survive.

The ancestor of the Jiang family was such a powerful foundation cultivator, only a skeleton remained in the face of the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation.

Yulan didn't know that her husband suddenly thought of how to let her break through the golden core realm. When she heard that Yu Xian was still so weak and helpless, she couldn't help laughing:

"I don't believe it. In my heart, Xianggong has always been the most powerful."

Yu Xian smiled, and put Yulan's golden elixir troubles behind him. Anyway, there are still more than 100 years left, and there may be other ways at that time.

"I have something even better for you to see."

……

One night of absurdity.

In the leisure time after waking up, there was no excitement for a breakthrough. Instead, he lazily enjoyed the breakfast prepared by a newly recruited cook in the restaurant in the dining room.

This cook is no ordinary cook.

It's the soul eater, that is, the cook in the world of cultivating immortals.

Spiritual food masters can stimulate or extract the spiritual power in various materials through unique means, and turn them into gluttonous feasts.

The recipes of a spirit eater are as precious as the recipes of an alchemist.

So spiritual food is similar to alchemy, and the processed spiritual food does not have the erysipelas in the elixir.

Of course, if it is not handled well, it will be a poison pill.

In front of Yu Xian is a bowl of porridge made from longya rice and a breakfast called Bawei Shrimp Dumplings.

It is said that the secret feed made of eight different medicinal materials is used to feed a small river prawn called Lingxi prawn. It takes three months to raise it, and finally goes through more than a dozen processes before it can make a mediocre prawn. Bawei Shrimp Dumplings.

It sounds like a hassle, but it's delicious.

Yu Xian felt that this spirit stone was not in vain.

You must know that the monthly salary of this cook is as high as five spirit stones, and the ingredients are all provided by the Zhao family, which can be called a high-paying profession.

Enjoy it slowly.

Yu Xian was thinking about whether he should go to train the girls of the opera troupe in the academy today, or go to Fangshi for tea.

The head of the young woman had hinted to him a few days ago that his female apprentice had grown up, which made his heart itch, and wanted to see where he had grown up.

Real knowledge comes from practice.

suddenly.

There was a roar of a tiger.

Yu Xian's complexion changed slightly, he stood up, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

……

In a dark bedroom.

The air was rotten and dead, mixed with a little stench, like the smell of rotting fresh meat.

bang.

The door was pushed open, and the sunlight came in, dispelling the darkness in the room.

A pair of cloudy eyes opened, Zhao Laozu's skinny face was almost left with a smile.

"I knew you would come."

Yu Xian had no expression on his face: "After all, I met you once, and I will always give you a ride in the end."

After emptying out Zhao Patriarch's knowledge of formations, Zhao Patriarch lay in this dark house for three years.

He was never a generous man.

If Patriarch Zhao wanted to kill him, he would naturally not talk to him about humanitarianism.

Now, the time for Old Ancestor Zhao has finally arrived.

Originally, he had at least a dozen or 20 years to live. If he was doing some life extension methods, he might not be able to live for 30 years.

But with a single thought, he can only be reduced to a useless person for the rest of his life.

"My parents died early when I was young, and I was brought up by the Zhao family. At that time, the family was not big, and everyone's hearts were very close, and they all worked hard to build the family well.

Later, for my practice, several uncles took the initiative to stop practicing and save resources for me.

I entered Shangyang City, became the boy of a real person, and became the founder of the foundation. The Zhao family rose and prospered because of me.

The real person said that I have too many distracting thoughts, and that I have a hopeful golden elixir, but I worry too much about my family and miss the road to success.

But in my heart, the family is more important than my Jindan Dao, and I always want the Zhao family to be the best.

But I am always indecisive, so that I sit back and watch the elders of the clan harm public welfare and private interests, and secretly persecute the foundation-building seeds but are unwilling to punish them.

But because of this, I hate you.

In recent days, I often think that if I died that day when monsters attacked the city, things might not be as bad as they are now.

Fellow Daoist Yu, I'm sorry. "

Old Ancestor Zhao stared wide-eyed, gasping for breath, as if he couldn't breathe, but he still held his breath and said:
"I'm going to die, but I don't blame you. It's my delusional thoughts. This is the punishment I deserve."

He wanted to turn his head, trying to bring Yu Xian's appearance into his mind.

But he only saw a cloud of black mist, and there was a roar of a tiger in his ears, his decayed soul was pulled into the darkness, and then his consciousness sank forever.

Roar!
The ghost tiger swallowed the soul of a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and his breath rose suddenly, and the black mist in his eyes rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in the mist where there were few ghosts.

Yu Xian stood in the shadow of the backlight, stopped for a while, saw that there was nothing wrong with Zhao Patriarch's body, and then waved his hand to scatter the formation.

Soon.

A big bell in the Zhao family's ancestral hall rang, and the news of the ancestor's death spread in all directions.

(End of this chapter)