Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 37: The powerful families who wish for their demise (Seeking follow-up reading)
"I never thought that one day, I, Yingchen Dao, would be able to stand upright on the territory of Anning Prefecture. My fellow men, I am very touched. Are you also touched?"

"Ouch!!"

"Hahahaha!"

The one-eyed man who called himself Ying Chendao laughed uncontrollably, and his spiritual power with a strong smell of blood spread out wantonly, scaring the birds in the sky and the insects on the ground to flee.

suddenly.

The one-eyed man who was laughing the moment before, knelt on the ground the next moment, crying heart-wrenchingly.

"For twenty years, a full twenty years, I have been hiding here and there, barely surviving. As a cultivator in the Xuanyin stage, I have been living with wild beasts in the mountains and competing for food with foreign races. Do you know how I have been living?!"

A younger brother knelt on the ground, moved by the scene and burst into tears.

"That year in An Ning Mansion, Master Chen Dao fought against Duan De of the Duan Family, but was attacked by a villain and the score was 0 to 3, and he lost his position as the heir of the Qing Nang Sect!

Young Master Chen Dao is such a remarkable man, but he had to leave the family according to the bet, hiding his identity and unable to return home!

I saw Master Chen Dao crying inconsolably at night. I will never forget this scene. I swore at that time that if I could come back again, I would make sure that Master Chen Dao got back everything he had lost! "

"Wow!!"

All the younger brothers burst into tears and beat their chests and stamped their feet.

They look like minions now, but who would have known that twenty years ago, they were also young masters from the inner city with fluttering sleeves, enjoying a life of luxury.

But fortunately, they are back, everything is back!
"Let's go to the city!" Ying Chendao wiped away his tears and growled viciously.

The group set off in a menacing manner. The mutated tree men that appeared along the way were easily killed by them, and then they dared not appear in front of them.

Go straight to the outside of the city.

Ying Chendao looked at the victims outside the city and said, "In just twenty years, the city has been turned into this state. The people in the city are all incompetent!"

"It is time for Young Master Chen Dao to take over Zhongxing!" the younger brother said immediately.

"go!"

They passed through the refugee area and the outer city area, stood under the tall city wall, and stopped again.

The younger brother swallowed his saliva and said, "Master, the city is guarded by a spiritual treasure. If the spiritual treasure detects us, we may die without a burial place!"

"Ridiculous. The Lingbao was a treasure for protecting the city that was personally set up by the ancestor of the Qingnang Sect when the city was built. The ancestor said that this treasure can only kill demons and will not hurt ordinary people... Could it be that I am a demon?" Ying Chendao questioned.

"Young Master is certainly not a demon, but we are here to cause trouble after all..." The younger brother has a very clear understanding of his own position.

"What nonsense!" Ying Chendao showed no fear and took the initiative to walk towards the city, saying as he walked: "I am a commoner! How can Lingbao kill me?"

Having said that, he was sweating profusely after walking just a few steps.

After they passed through the city gate, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and then shouted words like "Young Master is the Man of Destiny" and "The King Has Returned".

When they arrived in the city, Ying Chendao suddenly waved his hand and said, "Change your clothes and wait for me at the usual place. I need to take care of some personal matters."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked towards a place.

Arrived outside a house.

Ying Chendao slowed down his pace and looked at a young woman through the gaps between the leaves. The woman was dressed simply, had a thin figure, and a focused look in her eyes. She was surrounded by shredded talisman papers and scattered cinnabar.

"My son has grown up, grown up!" Looking at the face that was similar to his wife's when she was young, Ying Chendao almost burst into tears again.

When she was expelled, my daughter was still a little kid.

Now she is a young woman as beautiful as her mother was, but a little thinner.

Notice the sound.

The woman looked up and was shocked at the middle-aged man who looked a bit like her. Is there such an elder in the Ying family?

"Son……"

"!"

The woman opened her eyes wide, "Dad? Impossible, my dad has long been..."

A strong shock emerged in her heart. As a talisman master, she must have a pair of hands as steady as Mount Tai, but at this moment, her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I'm back." Ying Chendao raised a joyful smile, "After I left, the one I was most worried about was you. You've suffered so much over the past twenty years..."

The woman shook her head and said, "Are you really my father? I heard from them that you were expelled from the family and could never come back."

“Hahahaha.” When Ying Chendao mentioned this, hatred emerged in his eyes, and he said, “What happened back then was not just a simple duel. It was a struggle for power between the Talisman School and the Magic School in the family…”

The Ying family got its start with talismans, and the family's line is centered around talisman masters. Although the talisman masters are capable of fighting and making money, their skills are generally poor.

After all, making talismans is a very energy-consuming task. If one wants to improve in the way of a talisman master, one will naturally fall behind in some progress in cultivation.

As the family grows, money is spent in many ways, and the talisman master has even less energy to improve his own skills. He can only devote all his energy to making talismans and making money for the family.

The resources earned for cultivation were invested in another person who was also a direct descendant, which was the prototype of the Fu School and the Fa School.

In the beginning, there was no so-called Fu sect or Fa sect. They were all the closest relatives and there was no distinction between them.

But as the family grew from generation to generation, it changed from two brothers' family to two families, and finally to two factions.

The relationship between the two sides is getting worse and worse as the distance between them grows and the friction increases.

The Fu faction feels that now that the family is not so short of money, it is time to invest resources in the main family and let the main family members improve their cultivation.

The legal school believes that the laws passed down by ancestors cannot be changed.

They talk about how they had made sacrifices for the master in the past, blah blah, as if no one had not made sacrifices for the family. At that time, the status of the wealthy family was not stable, and those who died in the battle in the family were all people from their faction.

Now that the peaches are ripe, you want to pick them and eat them all by yourself? Oh, that's a good idea, but why? Because you are so arrogant? You are just trying to get rid of the donkey after it has done its work, and want to train more of your own descendants.

In short, within the high walls, the struggle for resource allocation among the wealthy families is also fierce.

The final result was that the Ying family's talisman faction suffered a total defeat. The honest ones just made talismans for the family, while the dishonest ones followed the Yingchen Dao. Those who should be exiled were exiled, and those who should be marginalized were marginalized.

The current line of the family head has become the legal school of the past.

"So that's how it is. I really thought that my father had made a big mistake..." The woman suddenly realized, and then when her father asked her, she talked about her past over the years.

Because she was too young at that time, even though she was Ying Chendao's daughter, she was not among the exiled, but was marginalized to the extreme.

When he grew up, he could only make talismans to provide financial support for the family. He had the title of a member of the Ying family, but his life was not much different from that of a slave.

Ying Chendao was very angry at first, but later he heard that his daughter Ying Huiyin did not give up improving herself even under such circumstances.

She worked hard to study the talisman making technology and improve the success rate of talisman making, so as to save some talisman making materials; she took the initiative to get to know the waiters working in the Chamber of Commerce, and sold talismans at low prices through private channels to earn resources for her practice.

After hearing the latter part, Ying Chendao could no longer hold back his tears, feeling deeply distressed for his daughter's understanding.

"Father is back. From now on, I will never let you fall into this situation again!" Ying Chendao said solemnly as if swearing, and then said lovingly: "Dad came back in a hurry and brought nothing with him. Huiyin, if there is anything you want, just tell me."

"Dad, I just want one thing, can you really give it to me?"

Ying Huiyin pursed her lips.

"Say!"

"I think the Ying family...will perish."

(End of this chapter)