Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 566 Unsatisfactory
A moment later, when Bingzheng learned that the life lamps of Kui Chong, Yun Ji, and Huo Peng had become extremely weak at the same time, looking like they were about to go out, and the Blood Temple also seemed to disappear out of thin air, the Great Wilderness Saint The disciples could not find the entrance.

He slowly stood up, closed his eyes and looked up, stretched his arms, and sighed: "Finally, finally, I can temporarily escape the blood god's gaze."

After revealing his true feelings, Bingzheng restrained himself in the blink of an eye, his eyes darkened, and he thought: "Sure enough, when I thought of the name of the Blood God, I no longer felt the invisible gaze like before. Sure enough, He He is gone. Ming Xin was born in the Linghuan world and attained Mahayana 150,000 to 60,000 years ago. He must have solved the mystery of Yuanhui now. But even so, among the many Mahayana monks, he is the best. He’s just a newcomer.”

When he thought of this, he looked at the wild and wild land outside the world and sneered: "Looking at all the worlds, Venerable Linglong is also the oldest venerable, but he allowed Mingxin to plunder all the laws of the Xuan Realm wantonly. . This is a being who has lived for nearly ten million years. How can he be afraid of Ming Xin, who has just attained immortality? There must be reasons or concerns that we, the younger generation, are unaware of."

As a monk, the longer you live, it is a reflection of your strength.

And the Mahayana monks who can live from ancient times to today are even more unimaginable existences for ordinary people.

After a few breaths passed, Bingzheng suddenly laughed and said to himself: "The Chou Meeting is approaching, the Yin Meeting is coming, and the remaining years are only ten thousand years. This period coincides with the time when high-level monks from various forces in the upper world are competing for the opportunity to attain enlightenment. At this critical moment, it is impossible for the Blood God to escape alone, and the same should be true for other Mahayana monks."

"It seems that the time left for Xuanhong and I should only be about ten thousand years. But if Venerable Linglong no longer interferes with the lower world, then will this counter-spiritual channel only manifest once every hundred years? Now Kui Chong, Yunji, and Huopeng are about to die, so they will go crazy because of this, and it will come in handy. "

As soon as this thought fell, he took a step forward, stepped into the crack in space, and disappeared.

As Cao Wei retreated in the Nine Birds Secret Realm to consolidate his realm, high-level Yuanying monks from all races learned the news one after another.

One day, on a side peak, a middle-aged monk was seen stepping out of the cave. With a sad face, he took off in the wind and flew towards the family ancestral hall.

……

This is the way of life for small tribes.

However, as time went by, no matter whether it was the Qingxia Sect or the Lingyan Sect, all the forces found that the two sects had a grand celebration to welcome the ancestor of the gods.

The Tailing Mountains have high mountains, deep forests, and shrouded in clouds and mist.

"No need to be polite." The middle-aged monk Cao Yuanzhao said slowly.

For a small clan, if there is a god-transformation monk as a backer, other big clans will not dare to bully him too much.

When he became a monk in the transformation stage, Venerable Xuanhong seriously injured the underworld during the siege of the Great Wilderness Holy Sect.

Therefore, before the middle-aged monk stepped out of the cultivation cave, in front of the gate of Lingshan Mountain where the family ancestral hall is located, more than a thousand people had already arrived, sorted according to each lineage and cultivation level.

……

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged monk, just as he was about to fall from the sky, calmed down his melancholy and returned to his previous calm appearance.

When everyone saw the visitor, they all saluted and said, "Meet the clan leader."

The human race worships True Lord Xuanhong of the Qingxia Sect in our domain, who not long ago went through a tribulation and transformed into a god in a wild and wild land.

As he spoke, he glanced at the younger members of the clan present and frowned slightly.

Among the Cao family, the order of generations is: "Your Excellency Guangxianwen will forever settle the country of Huai'an." The virtue is far away and the source is prosperous, and the scenery will be like the ancestral Qi. Bangtingxi has a wide road, and Chongqing is prosperous. The ambition is to keep but the heart is true, and Hongzheng is the successor. Jiadi restores the past, and the virtuous name revitalizes the past and present. '

However, there are some Yuanying monks who know Xuanhong well. They are also on good terms with Lingyan Sect and secretly observe the daily activities of this sect in order to know as soon as possible if Venerable Xuanhong returns.

In addition, more than 1,500 Qi Refining Stage monks practicing in the Qingyou Wilderness also rushed to the Tailing Mountains where their families were located.

Now they don't dare to secretly plot against a god-transformation monk, but if they can know his whereabouts and have a chance encounter with him, they might be able to find an opportunity to serve him.

As soon as the news came out, all forces in the Xia Xuan world immediately turned their attention to Qingxia Sect, handed over greeting cards and generous gifts.

With the arrival of the Cao family's ten-year family sacrifice, more than half a month ago, more than a hundred members of the Cao family's Foundation Establishment clan had arrived in white jade flying boats and rushed back from all over the Chongwu Domain.

Under Wu Xiang's restriction, Qingxia Sect and Lingyan Sect did not show any tendency to annex other sects. Everything was as usual without any change.

Now the middle-aged monk Cao Yuanzhao is the contemporary patriarch.

And among the more than a hundred tribesmen at present, only two are from the "Yuan" generation in the early stage of Jindan, and the remaining "Yuan" and "Mi" generation are only at the foundation-building stage. As for the people in the Qi Refining Stage, they are not qualified to have their own generation.

But if we include him, a real person in the middle stage of Jindan, then if there are three Jindan monks alive in a family that practices Jindan, it can be said to be extremely prosperous.

And if it were placed in the Yuanying Cultivation Family, it would be considered ordinary.

But in recent years, Xuanhong, the ancestor of the gods, appeared in the family, and before that, there was Zhenjun Wan Ting.

It's just that under the ancestor of Yuanying, a majestic family with a heritage of nearly 1,400 years, there are only three golden elixir monks.

And the three of them are not too young, the youngest is nearly three hundred years old.

If it weren't for the protection of the family ancestors and the sect, with the current strength of the family, which owns almost the entire Qingyou Wilderness, it would have been swallowed up by other forces long ago.

When he thought of this, Cao Yuanzhao still had a calm expression on the surface, but secretly he was already anxious. He suppressed his temper and said to himself:
"I have only been in retreat for fifteen years. Why are there only a mere twenty or so new foundation-building monks in the clan? The remaining more than a thousand juniors in the Qi refining stage most likely have insignificant mana. It seems that they have been taking it all year round. Medicinal pills, forcibly improving the cultivation level, so that even if they barely break through the foundation building stage, they will lose the golden elixir. It seems that severe cases require strong medicine. If these juniors still refuse to repent, then I can only stop their monthly salary. Cut off their cultivation resources.”

Nearly a hundred years ago, ever since the clan had an ancestor named Xuan Hong who had achieved the state of incarnation, no other force dared to make things difficult for them.

But what followed was a scene where prosperity must decline.

Over the years, the number of newly born children in the clan with spiritual roots has become increasingly rare. Almost all clan members with spiritual roots have four spiritual roots, and even three spiritual roots are extremely rare.

At present, in the clan, the three golden elixir monks only have three spiritual root qualifications. Relying on the deep foundation of the clan, they barely managed to break through at the age of more than 150 years.

The vast majority of the remaining tribesmen, without external pressure, began to be unable to restrain their emotions and desires, and were addicted to the sounds and colors, unable to extricate themselves. Such bad habits have become commonplace.

What's more, those who practice hard are actually ostracized by these tribesmen.

As for the three golden elixir monks, because their qualifications are not good, they have been practicing hard all year round and do not have much energy to take care of family affairs.

Therefore, they instruct the younger generation to handle most of the family affairs.

But the family seems to be flourishing, but the interests of each branch and each house are entangled, and the relationship is complicated. Once a person has selfish motives, it is impossible to be fair in dealing with things.

Just when Cao Yuanzhao was thinking about how to take care of the family in the future, three elderly foundation-building monks came forward and said lightly: "Clan leader, the time has come, you can go up the mountain to worship your ancestors."

Hearing this, Cao Yuanzhao came back to his senses, nodded slightly, and said loudly: "Open the mountain gate, and you and your descendants will follow me to the mountain to worship our ancestors."

As soon as he said these words, the layer of hazy spiritual light in front of the mountain gate slowly dissipated.

Headed by Cao Yuanzhao, on his left and right were two early-stage Jindan monks, Cao Yuanfu and Cao Yuanheng, followed closely by more than a hundred foundation-building monks.

As for the last 1,500 monks in the Qi Refining Stage, they set up an incense table in front of the mountain gate, lit incense candles, paper money, and placed three animals, fruits, and snacks in sequence in the smoke of fireworks.

On the other side, Cao Yuanzhao led his people up the mountain, walking among the dense cypresses and pine trees, until they reached halfway up the mountain.

The more than a hundred foundation-building monks began to personally clean the tombs one by one.

The three golden elixir monks walked towards the grave of the ancestor of the "noble" generation.

At this moment, Cao Yuanzhao suddenly stopped and looked at a young monk approaching in front of him.

As soon as they saw the face of the visitor, the three golden elixir monks of the Cao family suddenly showed surprise, and hurriedly saluted: "Unworthy disciples Cao Yuanzhao (Cao Yuanfu, Cao Yuanheng), pay homage to the ancestor."

Hearing this, Cao Wei looked at the three of them with an indifferent expression and said slowly: "I still don't know how to be unworthy, but it seems that it is not hopeless. I have only been away from the family for a few hundred years, but my Cao family has fallen to this level." "

As soon as these words were spoken, the three of them hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Cao Wei said coldly: "Now there are only three of you Jindan in the Cao family. Who is the leader?"

"Returning to the ancestors, the descendants are the current clan leaders." Cao Yuanzhao kowtowed.

"There are currently only 146 foundation-building monks and 1,574 Qi-refining monks in the clan, and almost all of them are people who take pills all year round?" Cao Wei asked slowly.

In his mind, the cultivation status of these descendants was clearly visible.

For monks to take pills is actually considered a normal practice method.

But now, whether they are foundation-building monks or Qi-refining monks, these juniors have a lot of medicinal properties left in their bodies, which can be regarded as erysipelas.

The most important reason why this happens is that these people have been taking elixirs for many years, and after taking the elixirs, they have not been able to retreat to refine the medicinal power.

In addition, these juniors, regardless of whether they are male or female, all have complicated auras and a loss of energy and spirit. They must be addicted to lust.

Upon hearing this, Cao Yuanzhao looked ashamed and said, "Yuanzhao failed to manage the clan well. Please punish me, ancestor!"

"Wait a minute!" Cao Wei shook his head lightly.

Speaking of this, he said: "With your three spiritual root qualifications, it is not easy for you to practice to the golden elixir stage at such an age. But you are a little soft-hearted."

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei thought in his mind, and a majestic aura came out of his body and swept away in all directions.

Depending on each person's cultivation level, the power of the restriction transformed by this breath will also be strong or weak.

And as the aura spread, the three golden elixir monks of the Cao family suddenly felt as if there was a mountain on their shoulders, suppressing them so that they could hardly move.

"Old man Xuanhong, those of you who stand up today will have the supply of cultivation resources as usual. Those who kneel down and cannot afford to stand up will be severely punished!" Cao Wei said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, they reached the ears of all the Cao family members present.

Hearing this, Cao Yuanzhao and the other three gritted their teeth and activated all their magic power. Amidst the sound of bones, they stood up slightly tremblingly.

As for the more than a hundred foundation-building monks who were cleaning the tomb, only six of them gritted their teeth and stood up with great difficulty, their veins bursting out. The rest could not even maintain their kneeling posture, and they fell to the ground one by one, unable to move. !
As for the more than 1,500 junior Qi refiners, only about 30 of them stood up, and most of them fainted.

Upon seeing this, Cao Wei shook his head lightly: "Go ahead and tell me. From now on, the clan will no longer provide unlimited supply of cultivation resources, and will return to the same supply system as other Jindan families. At present, anyone who stands up will be able to practice The resources will be increased by one level according to their qualifications; those who are still conscious while kneeling will be reduced; those who are fainting will be cut off! Since you have no intention of immortality, there is no need to practice. "

"Junior, I obey!" Cao Yuanzhao and the other three golden elixirs responded hurriedly.

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei stepped into the space crack and disappeared.

As the ancestor left, Cao Yuanzhao took a deep breath, and then looked at the two golden elixir monks of the same clan next to him.

The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Clan leader..." Cao Yuanheng said slowly.

But before he finished speaking, Cao Yuanzhao shook his head slightly: "Ancestor has an order, you don't need to say more. At least the ancestor has not ordered us to take back the cultivation resources of each lineage, which gives us some hope. ”

Upon hearing this, Cao Yuanheng sighed lightly.

Nowadays, these juniors in the clan who are in the foundation building and Qi refining stages are enjoying their blessings while lying on top of the family mountain. They have long lost the ruthlessness of outside monks.

Without the protection of their family, they would have been swallowed up with their skin and bones long ago when they competed with outside monks for opportunities to practice.

You must know that even a junior in the family who is in the early stage of Qi refining has a monthly salary of one thousand low-grade spiritual stones. In addition, there is also a bottle of magic-boosting elixirs such as Huangya Dan, which is worth four hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones. .

If you are practicing casually, even monks in the late stage of Qi refining do not have such favorable conditions for practice.

In the past, it took Cao Wei seven years to practice from the middle stage of Qi Refining to the later stage. For this purpose, he counted many casual cultivators.

In the end, while practicing, he had accumulated less than 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Calculated in this way, this is just the monthly salary of a member of the Cao family who is in the early stage of Qi refining for about a year.

However, with such investment, the cultivation of these juniors of the Cao family was not satisfactory!
(End of this chapter)