Family cultivation of immortality: starting from Jiuhua Mountain

Jingxuan Mountain, in the valley forest.

Suddenly, Chen Yuhua saw a giant red tiger with a body length of more than thirty feet.

The huge coercive aura exuding from that giant tiger was astonishingly as high as the level of a fifth-order mid-grade monster!

"The fifth-level mid-level monster, the Red Flame Python Tiger, was subdued by the ancestor of the Mu family and became a mount when it was still a fourth-level high-level monster."

"Later, with the help of the ancestor of the Mu family, he swallowed the inner elixir of the demon king of the same level, and was lucky enough to survive the thunder tribulation and become a fifth-level demon beast."

"It is now the sacred beast of the Mu family. Its status in the Mu family is comparable to that of a Golden Core monk. It is honored as General Huwei by many Mu family monks!"

Lin Xianzhi noticed the change in Chen Yuhua's gaze, and after glancing in the direction of his gaze, he told the origin of the red flame giant tiger in a tone full of envy.

Chen Yuhua knew that what he envied might not be that the Mu family had such a fifth-level monster as the clan's sacred beast.

Although the Taiyi Sword Sect he came from ranked 21st among the forty-nine middle sects, his strength was far above that of the Qin family.

But the resources that a Zifu monk of his sect can obtain in the sect are far less than the resources that a Zifu monk of a family can obtain in the family.

The Mu family can spend a lot of resources to push a spiritual pet monster of the ancestor of the Mu family to the fifth level.

But Taiyi Jianmen was reluctant to invest such a large amount of resources in a Zifu monk like him who had no profound background and was not a peerless genius.

Lin Xianzhi also knew in his heart that his dream of golden elixir was far away!
"Alas, humans are inferior to beasts!"

Chen Yuhua sighed for Lin Xianzhi in his heart, but there was no hint of surprise on his face.

"As expected of a thousand-year-old family, even the clan spirit beasts are fifth-level mid-level monsters!"

When Lin Xianzhi heard his exclamation, his face couldn't help but trembled, and he said angrily.

"The fifth-level monster is the clan spirit beast. The Mu family is indeed the only one in Cangyun. There is no way. Who can make people have strong relations? There is a female cultivator..."

At the end of the sentence, Lin Xianzhi suddenly realized something and quickly shut up.

However, Chen Yuhua had already guessed from his previous words that he wanted to say that the Mu family relied on nepotism to obtain the care of the Yuanying Master of the Jiutian Piaomiao Sect.

It's just that this matter is not a glorious matter after all, and it is also a family matter for the monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

Of course Lin Xianzhi didn't dare to say this outside the gate of Mujiashan, otherwise if someone heard it, he would really be left with nothing to eat!

With a knowing smile on his face, Chen Yuhua immediately helped to resolve his embarrassment and changed the subject.

"I wonder who will win the treasure presentation ceremony this time when the ancestor of the Mu family celebrates his birthday. Let's speed up and get in quickly to see what happens!"

When Lin Xianzhi heard what he said, he felt relieved and said again with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Chen is right. It is only right that we enter the market as soon as possible."

Immediately, the two of them sped up and flew outside Jingxuan Mountain. They dropped their flying swords and landed in front of the Yingbin Building at the foot of the mountain. They handed over invitations and birthday gifts to the welcoming monks of the Mu family.

"Lin Xianzhi, the shopkeeper of Taiyi Pavilion in Cangnan Immortal City, presents a birthday gift on behalf of Taiyi Jianmen, a Millennium Jade Yuanzhi!"

"Chen Lie, a casual cultivator, gives me a birthday gift, two bottles of fifth-level dragon spiritual blood!"

The Mu family monks who welcomed the guests received the congratulatory gifts and invitations, and wrote the origin and name of the gift-giver on a white jade book.

Even though there was a monk from the Mu family who was responsible for singing the song, the result was read out loud. This singing is also very particular, when it comes to a gift of great value, or the person giving the gift has a prominent status.

The voice of the person singing "No" will be heard one after another on the top of the mountain, so that all the monks on Jingxuan Mountain can hear it.

If they were of ordinary origins like Lin Xianzhi and the others, and the birthday gifts presented were not particularly rare and valuable, then the sound of singing "Nai" could only be heard from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside.

After Chen Yuhua gave the gifts, they followed the trail opened by the Mu family and walked up the mountain to the main venue of the celebration on the mountainside.

Today in Jingxuan Mountain, only Jindan stage monks can fly to reach the mountainside. The rest of the monks, regardless of their status, can only climb the mountain on foot.

The main peak of Jingxuan Mountain is two thousand feet high. In the past, the entire mountain peak was hidden in the clouds and mist, and non-Mu family monks were not allowed to climb the mountain.

Today, the Mu family shut down most of the functions of the mountain-protecting formation for the celebration, and outsiders had the opportunity to see the heritage of this thousand-year-old family.

Chen Yuhua and Lin Xianzhi walked up the mountain, not very fast.

While climbing the mountain, the two of them carefully observed the various exotic flowers and plants and spiritual trees planted on both sides of the road. From time to time they would communicate via voice to exchange a few words of opinion, which was quite uncomfortable.

In this way, before the two of them actually reached the main venue of the celebration halfway up the mountain, the high-pitched voices of the singers started to sound one after another up and down the mountain.

"Wei Wuxian, the elder of the Golden Pill cultivator of the Jiutian Piaomiao Sect, on my behalf, presents a congratulatory gift, a fifth-level elixir, Nine-leaf Qingxinzhi!"

"Elder He Changqing, the golden elixir cultivator of Jiutian Piaomiao Sect, presents a congratulatory gift on my behalf, twelve pieces of natal golden armor of the fifth-level low-grade monster golden rhinoceros!"

"Wang Chen, the elder of the Golden Pill cultivator of Jiutian Piaomiao Sect, presents a congratulatory gift on my behalf, a fourth-level high-grade blood dragon demon pill!"

The sounds of three Jiutian Piaomiao Sect's Jindan monks giving gifts in a row resounded throughout Jingxuan Mountain.

Then Chen Yuhua and Lin Xianzhi saw three colorful auspicious clouds rising from the foot of the mountain at the same time, flying towards the mountainside.

The monks walking on the mountain looked up and could clearly see the graceful and elegant figures of the three golden elixir monks with fluttering robes above the colorful auspicious clouds.

"The monks of Jiutian Piaomiao Sect are really wealthy. The value of any of these treasures will not be less than 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

"And it's the kind of hard-to-find thing that has a price but no market, and now they just give it away to others, tsk tsk tsk..."

Lin Xianzhi secretly sighed with Chen Yuhua, his face full of envy that could not be concealed.

In fact, not only him, but Chen Yuhua himself was also jealous.

When he held the Purple Mansion celebration, the momentum was extremely large, attracting various immortal cultivating families in the Liang Kingdom to come over and give him gifts to congratulate him.

At that celebration, the value of the various gifts he received exceeded 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

In his eyes at the time, a celebration that could receive so many gifts was a huge profit.

However, now that he saw the various gifts received by the ancestor of the Mu family in Jingxuan Mountain on his birthday, he realized that his horizons were still too small.

The single value of any of the congratulatory gifts sent by the three Jiutian Piaomiao Sect Jindan Stage monks just now exceeded the congratulatory gifts he received at the Purple Mansion celebration.

And this is only a small part of the gifts received by the ancestors of the Mu family today.

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