Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 583 The Cao and Lu families

Eighteen god-transformation monks from the clan came forward. It was politely an invitation, but in fact, no clan could be allowed to refuse.

However, this armistice meeting was not convened immediately. It was absolutely impossible for the gods of each clan to go to the secret realm where the clan was located, and it was absolutely impossible to go to the important places of other clans.

Looking at the Xuan Realm, there are not many people who can claim to be important.

On the clan side, there are the Chishui Realm of the Qingyang Clan, the Aoshan Realm of the Jintian Clan, the Yanfeng Wilderness of the Gaoxin Clan, the Beiming Tianchi of the Yujing Clan, and the Yinsi Youdu where the Youdu Clan is located.

Among the nine major ethnic groups, the Nanming Realm where the human elders’ hall is located, the Zulong Island where the dragons are entrenched, the floating island where the Peng tribe lives, the strange water abyss where the turtles swim, the great swamp where the black water black snake lurks, The Xiangliu Clan's Nine Mountains Realm, the Suanni Clan's Ziyan Valley, and the Kui Niu and Fu Dou Clan's endless battles over Leize.

These key points are the foundation of the big clan. They are either secret realms or a realm. They float in the turbulent flow of space all year round and are not fixed in a certain place. They can be attacked when advancing and defended when retreating.

For example, as for the human race, even if the Seventy Territories of the Western Wilderness are lost, as long as the Southern Ming Realm is not breached, the human monks who retreat to this realm will thrive here.

If some talented people can be born, and the human monks use the foundation accumulated over the past two hundred thousand years to cultivate them, there may not be a few more god-transformation monks in the future.

At present, the various ethnic groups are divided and do not trust each other. Therefore, where this truce meeting was held, the gods of each ethnic group sent out their great monks. They discussed for a long time and drew up plans several times, and again and again. And three places were rejected.

However, because there are so many, even if there are tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions or even billions of people dead, in the eyes of the cultivator, it is just a cold number.

After all, even if there is a war between ethnic groups, the most casualties are the juniors at the foundation building and golden elixir stages, followed by the Nascent Soul Lord, and there are almost none after that.

Even if Wu Li, the black water black god monk who lost his body, still has his soul, it is not considered dead. Just give it enough inspiration to heal. In another thirty or fifty years, it will be able to reshape its physical body again, without having to do the thing of taking away its body.

In the more than 200,000 years since the founding of the Xiaxuan Realm, there have been only a handful of god-transformation monks who have fallen halfway. Almost all of the god-transformation monks have lost their time and died in the depletion of life span.

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And this time, time has passed unknowingly for another three to five years.

Sometimes the foundation-building monks of the human clan were killed, and the golden elixir monks behind them came forward to kill the alien foundation-building monks. Then the two clans of golden elixir monks got angry again, and even the Yuanying ancestor couldn't sit still. They all ended up one after another, and this turned into a war at the Nascent Soul level. In short, it never stopped for a moment.

But even so, Cao Wei and others did not intend to stop here. They just did not want to engage in unnecessary fights when it was not necessary. This was a tacit understanding between the monks who transformed themselves into gods.

As for the outcome, let the juniors under their respective forces fight to determine life and death, and their god-transformation monks will determine the winner based on this!

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In the 1672nd year of the Chou Yuan Hai Hui, on a clear and calm morning, somewhere in the Qianfeng Sea, more than ten thousand miles away from the Chongwu Territory, a three-hundred-foot-long monster-hunting ship was seen sailing slowly on the sea.

Upon seeing this scene, this great master in the tribulation period couldn't stand it any longer. He picked off a petal and dropped it somewhere in the East China Sea, turning it into an island with a radius of thousands of miles. The next meeting place.

While these great monks were busy running around for this matter, Cao Wei and other god-transformation monks returned to their respective caves to practice, stealing half a day of leisure.

The Yuanjun was not angry about this, but simply agreed.

Several more years passed like this, and when the time came to the 1,670th year of the Chou Yuan Hai Meeting in the Xia Xuan Realm, the armistice meeting finally came to an end.

During this period, the people who were most affected were the mortal beings of all races and the Qi Refining monks.

This is because Qunfang Yude Yuanjun, who is still stranded in the lower realm, saw the evil energy rushing straight into Qingxu, making the gray mist that has been entrenched outside the boundary membrane all year round become active.

However, during this period, the gods of each tribe must restrain the younger members of the tribe and not engage in large-scale massacres.

A powerful person in the Tribulation Stage came forward, so naturally Cao Wei and others would not do anything that would offend others.

As for the monks under their command, due to frictions between the various tribes, frictions between the various clans still occurred from time to time, and the younger ones were beaten and the older ones were killed.

However, amidst everyone's astonishment, Bingzheng proposed that the meeting be held three years later, that is, the 1,673rd year of the Chou Yuan Hai Meeting.

Among the seventy-two regions of the Western Wilderness where the human race is located, there are currently only two regions left, the Star Yuan Region and the Star Island Region, which have not yet been completely included in the territory.

Among them, the Xingyuan Territory and the Chongwu Territory face each other across the sea, and they are only separated by the Qianfeng Sea Territory.

Suddenly, there was a distant sound of clear chirping faintly in the distance, and on the observation deck of the ship's railing, a teenage boy was looking at the distant sea with his feet on his feet.

This observation deck is located on the main mast, more than 600 feet away from the deck.

After a few breaths, the young man reached for his waist and took out two flags. The one he held in his left hand was a light blue triangular flag, and the right hand held a red square flag.

He was seen holding the red square flag in the south direction, and then waved the light blue triangular flag six times with his left hand.

After doing this, he paused for three breaths and waved up and down six times repeatedly.

Below him, a bare-chested copper-colored man, after seeing the semaphore, hurriedly ran to the deck loft and found an old man in brocade clothes who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

After noticing the footsteps, the old man closed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Third uncle, good news! That boy Cao Kang found six blue whales three hundred miles ahead, and nine out of ten of them are in the foundation building stage." The copper-colored man said loudly.

Upon hearing this, the old man opened his eyes suddenly, sent a message to all the crew members on the ship, and ordered: "Stop sailing where you are, launch three small boats, and lure the monsters!"

Having said this, he stood up slowly, looked at the big man and said, "I have told you before that it is commensurate with the position on the ship. Your third uncle is not here."

"Young man understands, three things in charge!" the big man said with a grin.

Seeing this, the old man in golden clothes sighed softly: "If you could spend some time on cultivation, forget about romance, and spend all your energy on those tricksters, you wouldn't be thirty-five years old now and still be stuck in In the late stage of Qi refining, ask yourself, how many foundation-building pills have the clan provided you over the years?" After receiving the lesson, the big man's dark face couldn't help but blush slightly, and whispered: "Three pills? . But Third Uncle, I only have four spiritual roots, so it’s really difficult to build a foundation!”

"It's difficult to build a foundation? Cao Xian, do you think I don't know that except for the pills you took for the first time to build a foundation, you hid the pills for the other two times, all of them were replaced with spirit stones and spent on those from the Hehuan Sect. Your friend? If I hadn't covered it up for you, you would have thought you could hide it from the clan leader and the other elders. What a fool! Do you want to piss me off to death?" The old man lowered his voice and scolded.

In the Shu Chun Garden opened by the Hehuan Sect, even those Kun cultivators in the Qi refining stage need six middle-grade spiritual stones, which is six hundred low-grade spiritual stones, for each Heheyezi.

An ordinary Ling Zhifu in the Qi refining period can only earn a few hundred low-grade spiritual stones by taking care of dozens of acres of spiritual fields a month.

As for the Foundation Establishment Pills that Qingxia Sect deliberately leaked to the outside world, each one ranges from more than 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones to as many as two to three hundred thousand. These spiritual cultivators have worked hard all their lives, and they may not be able to buy them when they are old. rise.

However, for the Cao family, the foundation building pill is provided free of charge to the disciples in the family who are in the late stage of Qi refining. There was only one in the beginning, but over the years, due to the increasingly insufficient qualifications of the disciples in the clan, the number of Foundation Establishment Pills was gradually increased to three.

If it weren't for Cao Wei, the god-transformation monk, and Zhenjun Wan Ting, the Cao family would not be able to maintain such a huge family business based on the current situation.

"My nephew doesn't dare anymore!" Cao Xian said.

Hearing this, the old man said in a deep voice: "I know I was wrong, but there is still hope! I don't have the Four Spiritual Root qualifications, so why can I successfully build the foundation at the age of thirty-two? Our Cao family is a dignified Shenhua family. If you don't have this If you realize it, you might as well stay in the secular world and become a rich man. Why bother to go far away to hunt monsters? After returning this time, I will apply for a foundation-building pill from the clan. If you still don't succeed? , then take care of yourself!”

"My nephew knows." Cao Xian, the great man, said.

As soon as he said these words, the old man's face darkened.

Seeing this, Cao Xian hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Return to the Third Steward, disciple, please remember this!"

Hearing this, the old man sighed softly and said slowly: "My Cao family has been inherited for more than 1,500 years. After these years of reproduction, there are nearly a million registered mortals in the family, but they have spiritual roots. There are only two thousand three hundred and seventeen people, except for the two ancestors Xuan Hong and Wan Ting, there are only three Jindan monks, more than four hundred foundation-building monks, and the rest are you Qi refining monks. . Most of the family’s foundation-building monks have the same qualifications as me. They have practiced hard for decades and are still stuck in the early stages of foundation-building. It is difficult to achieve golden elixir in this life!”

The mortals on the list have passed through the method of bloodline tracing, and have a clear genealogy inheritance, ensuring that they are of the Cao family's blood.

Because the bloodline tracing method can only trace the direct bloodline within three generations, if it exceeds this range, the accuracy of the results will be difficult to verify.

However, the qi-refining monks of the Cao family in Tailing Mountain will go to the secular world every three years to identify whether the newborn babies in the clan have spiritual roots, and at the same time use this bloodline tracing method to identify them.

After all, the Cao family is now as lush as a big tree, with many branches branching out in the world.

And among each branch, there is no guarantee that a newborn with spiritual roots will be born within three generations.

It may take five, six, or even ten generations before a spiritual boy with spiritual roots is born.

Before these soul boys are taken to Tailing Mountain to practice, they must have a very clear bloodline to prove it.

After all, as the family gets bigger, there are more troubles in it. Sometimes a certain master of the Cao family takes concubines every year, and there are dozens of women in the backyard. How can he have time to take care of them all?
Even if it was possible in time, the waist would not agree!
A resentful woman who is alone in her boudoir will always find herself unable to bear the loneliness, and it is not impossible that she finds a strong servant, a coachman, or a horseman.

This situation is so common among all aristocratic families that the blood is mottled!
"Third uncle, you must not be so decadent. You will definitely be able to form an elixir someday!" Cao Xian said hurriedly.

Upon hearing this, the old man sighed softly: "Xian'er, in the past two years, your third uncle and I have advanced in our practice. We took Jiyuan Pill in an attempt to break through the middle stage of foundation building, but failed. Now the pill bite in the body has not been completely cured. Now. Apart from me, you are the only one in our room who has spiritual roots. You must have had enough fun in the past few years. Please spend more time on cultivation!"

"Third uncle, my nephew realizes his mistake!" Cao Xian said in a low voice.

Hearing this, the old man patted the other party's shoulder, then slowly walked out of the room and landed on the deck.

The many crew members on the ship have already clearly divided their duties.

At present, three boats that are ten feet long are sailing slowly towards the distance.

This demon-inducing incense is a kind of spiritual liquid made from more than ten kinds of spiritual herbs, and the wooden boards made of this boat are soaked in this spiritual liquid, and slowly melt when exposed to water. Its smell affects these refiners in the sea. Monsters in the Qi and Foundation building stages are extremely attractive.

When the old man appeared on the deck, the young man on the observation deck jumped out of the stage and stood on the mast, holding on to the rope like a spiritual ape.

In just a short moment, the young man landed on the deck from a height of more than 600 feet with great ease, and happily ran to the old man.

"Kang'er, you have just refined your Qi, so be careful! This trip to sea is just to bring you out to see the world. Don't run around. If you get hurt, I won't be able to explain to your grandfather." The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you, Third Steward, for your concern! However, one of the blue narwhals has a single horn that looks purple!" the young man said with a mature look.

Upon hearing this, the old man's face changed slightly, and he sent a message to the other two foundation-building monks on the ship: "One of the blue narwhals this time is in the late stage of foundation-building."

As soon as he said this, two middle-aged monks rushed out from the attic.

"Brother Cao, why are you so sure?" one of the middle-aged monks asked.

"Kang'er has seen it with his own eyes, there's nothing wrong with it!" the old man said.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged foundation-building monk from the Lu family did not question it, because he already knew the situation of Cao Kang, a junior.

This young man has excellent eyesight and was born with some kind of golden spiritual eyes, but unfortunately he only had four spiritual roots.

Furthermore, the ships used for hunting in the sea are often hundreds of feet long, and the masts are two to three times as long as the hull. Standing on them, one can see extremely far away.

However, because the sea area is extremely vast, the range of the monks' spiritual thoughts in the early stage of foundation building usually only covers a radius of more than ten miles, making it difficult to explore far away.

In this way, sometimes I found a monster in the distance, but when I got closer, I found that the opponent was a monster in the late stage of foundation building. The monster was so powerful that it overturned the hunting boat after casting a spell.

It’s not like this has never happened before!

(End of this chapter)