Cultivation begins with separation.

Chapter 128 Cousin
Shenmu Lin.

This is Yi Qing’s first time here.

When she got here, she found that this place was somewhat similar to Purple Mountain.

There are some bald heads everywhere.

However, those bald men seen on Purple Gold Mountain were puppets.

And the ones here are indeed real people.

Flying through the sky, Yi Qing even saw some bald people roasting themselves with lava, and some bald people plowing the land with their hands.

“This Buddhist practice method is really strange.

However, their strength is generally stronger than those immortal cultivators in the family."

Zijin Mountain lined up hundreds of people for Yi Qing.

When Yi Qing came back, she did not bring those people back with her because she was only suspended and not dismissed from office.

After seeing these Buddhist practitioners, Yi Qing felt that they might be more useful than the people his father had arranged for him.

Yi Qing waited for a long time in a yard in the Shenmulin central complex, but Dongfanghong did not show up.

Just when she was getting impatient.

Three women who looked extremely similar walked in.

"Cousin Yi Qing."

"Hello, cousin."

"cousin."

The three of them greeted Yi Qing one by one.

Forehead?
Yi Qing was stunned at first, then he realized who these three people were.

These three people are the three daughters of his father’s younger sister Fang Li.

It seems her name is Fang Fei, Fang Ping, or Fang Xia.

"Oh, it's you."

Yi Qing nodded.
"You guys come here, is there something going on?"

These three people came to Shenmu Forest with their mother when they were young, and can be said to have grown up in Shenmu Forest.

However, although these three people are close to him in terms of kinship, Yi Qing does not have any special feelings towards them.

Fang Fei and the other two looked at each other, and then Fang Fei said:

"Cousin, we don't have much to do in Shenmu Forest. Do you have anything we can help you with?"

help?

A gleam flashed in Yi Qing's eyes.

“Oh, both of them have dual spiritual roots?

Among the mixed spiritual roots, it is considered pretty good."

Yi Qing thought about it and said to the three people:

"Okay, you guys will help me with things in the future. We are all cousins, so I won't treat you unfairly."

Yiqing has never refused labor.

Now in the Ten Directions Insect Territory, with many ordinary insect swarms being sent in one after another, Yi Qing wants to recruit not only immortal cultivators but even mortals.

Fang Fei and the other two looked delighted and were about to say something when Dongfang Hong walked in.

The three of them bowed to Dongfanghong, took a look at her expression, and then tactfully left.

"Mother, I heard that you are planning to advance to the Great Dao and build your foundation recently. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Yi Qing said with a smile.

Dongfang Hong once wanted to advance to the Great Dao and build her foundation before she turned 100. However, she hesitated and wasted time when accommodating the fragments of space, and the time it took her to advance to the ninth level of Qi Refining also exceeded her expectations. It was only now that she condensed the foundation of the Great Dao and prepared for advancement.

Dongfanghong looked at Yi Qing with a little dissatisfaction.

"You still remember that I am your mother. You are like this, and Yi Ling is like this too. After coming back, you only wanted to see your father and didn't care about me as your mother at all. If I had known, I shouldn't have given birth to you."

"I was wrong. I plan to stay with you, mother, in the Shenmu Forest recently."

"No need to accompany me."

Dongfanghong hesitated for a while and asked:

"Is your teacher still in Purple Mountain?"

"She's gone."

"Oh."

Dongfanghong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yi Qing was surprised at first, then he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She heard from some tribesmen that after her mother's good friend came to Zijin Mountain, that friend never came to Shenmulin again.

Yi Qing knew Dongfanghong’s psychology.

The mother may not have any affection for the father.

But she was determined to keep things as they were.

Compared to her father who had always been mysteriously confident, her mother seemed a little overwhelmed by the growing Yi family.

As Purple Mountain grew stronger, my mother seemed to become more and more anxious.

It was as if she was afraid that she would do something wrong and interrupt the family's upward trend.

In fact, Yi Qing understood his father's thoughts.

In my father's mind, he always considers things from his own perspective.

For decades, there has never been a single word related to the family in the correspondence between my father and his brothers and sisters.

Obviously, in my father's mind, the Yi family of Zijin Mountain is just like that.

The family's spiritual stones flow into the billions, but the clan members still have no monthly salary. They still have to do a lot of things to get a meager reward.

It seems that my mother still hasn't figured out the true nature of the Yi family.

My mother is not a stupid person. She just can't adapt to the rapid changes in the Yi family.

Thinking of this, Yi Qing said:
"Mom, are you busy every day?"

"Isn't that natural?

There are so many things in Shenmulin that I need to take care of, disputes between tribesmen, conflicts between tribesmen and outsiders, and all kinds of resource allocations. I feel too busy every day."

"Father is in charge of Purple Gold Mountain and the four newly built spiritual places. Do you think he is busy?"

Without waiting for Dongfanghong to answer, Yi Qing continued:
"In the past few years, my father has never spent more than a quarter of an hour dealing with chores. In the past three years, he has not taken care of anything at all, so I have to help manage it.

My father only looks at the results.

For example, when it comes to spirit stones, he only looks at the expenditure ratio and work efficiency.

If someone can save spirit stones for the family and accomplish great things, then he is capable. If he has to spend a lot of spirit stones to get things done, then no matter how well the person in charge does his job, my father will replace him.

I also manage according to my father's teachings.

In my father's eyes, there is no distinction between clan members and outsiders.

In other words, there is only one difference between the Yi family of Zijin Mountain and outsiders.

Father doesn't take those tribesmen seriously at all. Mother, you just think too much.

The only thing you have to worry about is not letting others encroach on our family's interests. Apart from that, closeness, right or wrong are all unimportant.

Those who can work for us will stay, and those who can’t will be driven away, regardless of whether they are members of the Yi family or not.

The Yi family of Zijin Mountain belongs to us. If anyone doesn't recognize their own identity, just send them to the Immortal Prison.

If you don't repent, let them track down the demon cultivators."

Dongfanghong frowned slightly.
"Isn't this too inhumane? Recently, I heard rumors about you, and they didn't sound good."

"It seems that you still don't understand, mother. My father established the Yi Family of Purple Mountain to help him practice. If one day the Yi Family of Purple Mountain hinders my father's practice, he will abandon this family without hesitation.

Father doesn't care about family affairs at all. You just need to take good care of your second brother's natal spiritual plant in the Shenmu Forest. Nothing else matters.

Well, the issue of spirit stones is also important, and we also need to consider how to earn them."

After listening to Yi Qing's words, Dongfanghong reflected.

I found that I had really fallen into a thinking error.

After coming to Shenmulin, he was determined to help his son build the spiritual land. Although he did not do everything himself, he also took care of a lot of miscellaneous matters.

Perhaps, his son would not care what he did in Shenmu Forest. The core of the entire Shenmu Forest was an ancient Jianmu tree.

Apart from the ancient Jianmu, nothing else matters.

"What brings you to me?"

"The construction of the Shenmu Forest's Skyfire Array is about to be completed, right?"

"That's right."

"Great! My Ten Directions Insect Territory is a little short of manpower, so I can transfer some people over here."

“Can’t we just hire anyone now?

There are many outsiders in Xia County, so it should be easy to hire them."

"It's mainly because it's a bit difficult to raise insects. Over the past three years, several people have died in the Ten Directions Insect Territory. Now many people are unwilling to work for me."

If it were before, Dongfanghong might have considered which people to let go.

But after listening to Yi Qing's words, she realized that there was no difference between the Yi family's members and outsiders.

"Okay, I'll have someone give you a list later."

Yi Qing nodded.
"By the way, mother, what happened to those three people just now?"

"You mean the three sisters?

Their mother found a casual cultivator as her partner and gave birth to a son with natural spiritual roots. Now she spends all her time revolving around that son.

Those three never learned any immortal cultivation skills since they were young, and after her mother left her alone, she had no source of spirit stones. "

“Heavenly Spiritual Roots?

It seems that until now, apart from my brother and I, there is no one from the Yi family with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, right?"

“This problem is mainly caused by the abuse of Bu Tian Dan. I originally wanted to talk to your father about this situation.

Because there is no restriction on the Bu Tian Pill, the Yi family may not give birth to a spiritual root for thousands of years.

However, after listening to what you said, I just thought about it seriously, maybe this is what your father did on purpose."

“That’s right, our Yi family needs Jin Xiu, but it may not be a good thing for Jin Xiu to appear too early.

Now we are the one who has the final say in the Yi family. If a Jin Xiu appears, it may not be good for family unity.

But now, we are all preparing to advance to the Great Dao Foundation Building Stage, and the family should also start training Jin Xiu."

Compared with ancient cultivators, the biggest feature of modern cultivators is their long lifespan.

Although cultivating a modern cultivator requires far more resources than cultivating an ancient cultivator, the role of a modern cultivator is much more useful than that of an ancient cultivator.

Since my father doesn't want to waste his spirit stones on training Jin Xiu, I'll just use my own spirit stones to train a few of them.

"How old is that Tianlinggen now?"

"He's just over ten years old. What's wrong? Do you want to train him?"

"That's right. My Ten Directions Insect Territory needs a cultivator who knows everything about it to help look after it. After all, I will be leaving in the future."

"See for yourself."

Half a day later.

A handsome male cultivator and a mature woman came to see Yi Qing with a little boy.

"Um?

Qi Refining Stage?"

Yi Qing gave the woman a strange look.

"Xianzong, come, call me cousin."

Fang Li enthusiastically introduced Yi Qing.

"This is my Taoist partner Zhao Xiaotian, and this is my son Zhao Xianzong. I wonder if your niece asked us to come here because of something?"

Yi Qing looked at Zhao Xianzong.

The little boy was chubby and very cute, but a little shy. At this moment, he pulled Zhao Xiaotian's clothes, lowered his head, and called "cousin" in a tiny voice.

Yi Qing said:

"My cousin has a natural spiritual root. Do you plan to let him practice modern cultivation or ancient cultivation?"

Fang Li said:

"When he is old enough, let him study in the Taoist temple."

Zijin Mountain has grown to its current size because of Yi Qing and other five nephews and nieces with natural spiritual roots.

Fang Li had high hopes for her son, hoping that Zhao Xianzong could replicate the achievements of her nephew and niece, so naturally she would not let him practice the ancient ways of cultivation.

"Very good. Xianzong is my cousin after all. It just so happens that I am staying in Shenmulin for the time being. He can come and learn some basic knowledge of Jinxiu from me."

“Thank you, niece Qing’er. To be honest, I was worried about how to teach my son.

You've been a great help.

Xianzong, thank your cousin quickly."

(End of this chapter)