Everyone's Immortal Cultivation: Starting from a Junior Talisman Maker

Chapter 42: Persuading Parents to Return Home in Prosperity

Yang Qilin didn't hesitate and sat down with Yang Feng. While eating, he chatted with his son and wife about family matters.

"Dad, some time ago, I saw a high-grade realm-breaking pill for sale at an online live auction. One pill cost about 200,000 spirit coins."

"I remember that it's been more than ten or twenty years since you reached the sixth level of Qi training."

"If your current cultivation reaches the peak of the sixth level of Qi training, I will save some money next year and buy you a realm-breaking pill to help you break through to the late stage of Qi training."

Yang Feng thought about how Yang Qilin had spent a lot of money to train the original owner since he was a child, even though he knew that Yang Feng had average talent. He still spent a lot of money to let him learn the art of talisman making.

Now that I have enough money and ability, I naturally want to give back to my parents.

If he could help his father break through to the late stage of Qi training, then at least his father could live ten more years in the future.

It can also be considered as filial piety to the original owner.

"Hey, I'm satisfied if you have this heart."

"I'm already seventy-six this year. Although my cultivation has indeed reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi training, my age has caused my body functions to decline and my meridians to age."

In addition, I haven't had time to practice magic in recent years, and my control over my own magic power is very poor. Even if I take the realm-breaking pill, it will probably be very difficult to break through to the bottleneck of the late stage of Qi training."

When Yang Qilin heard that his son wanted to buy him a realm-breaking pill to help him break through to the late stage of Qi training, his heart warmed. However, thinking of his own situation, he finally shook his head and refused.

"How will you know if you don't try."

"Dad, don't worry about the money."

"Your son's current monthly salary is over 100,000 yuan. This first-grade, superior realm-breaking pill is only two months' salary for me."

"And as my talisman-making skills improve, my salary will be even higher in the future."

"You have to have confidence in yourself."

"Even if it doesn't work the first time, the worst that can happen is that we spend more money and try a few more times."

"You are only in your seventies, which is not too old. At least with the help of the Realm Breaking Pill, there is still hope for you to break through to the late stage of Qi training."

"When you break through to the late stage of Qi training, not only will your life span be increased by ten years, but it will also be of great help to your future career advancement."

"So, you must not underestimate yourself and give up easily. As long as you can break through to the late stage of Qi training, let alone just a realm-breaking pill, even if it costs millions, it's worth it in my opinion."

Yang Feng persuaded his father Yang Qilin.

"This……"

After listening to his son's persuasion and analysis, Yang Qilin couldn't help but feel moved.

Just as his son said, if he could really break through to the late stage of Qi training, he would not only be able to live ten more years, but it would also be of great help to his future promotion and salary increase.

"Then I'll give it a try."

"But you don't have to rush to buy me the realm-breaking pills right now. For now, you should focus on improving your own cultivation realm."

"When my control over my own magic power reaches the state of great perfection and I feel confident in reaching the late stage of Qi training, you can buy it for me then."

After hesitating for a while, Yang Qilin was finally persuaded.

After all, as long as there is hope, who doesn’t want to get promoted and get a raise, and live another ten or twenty years?
"That's right..."

"And you too, Mom."

"Although you are already over sixty years old and have only reached the fourth level of Qi training, as long as you persist in practicing every day, you will also have the hope of breaking through to the late stage of Qi training in ten or twenty years."

Seeing that his father had successfully motivated him, Yang Feng turned to his mother and said, "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."

Mother Zhang Yunya knew that her son was doing this for their own good. Seeing that her husband had been successfully persuaded by her son, she smiled and nodded in response.

As his parents each had their own cultivation goals, in the following days, even during the rare holiday, Yang Feng and his parents were not idle and would set aside a lot of time every day to practice.

Especially Yang Feng, his goals are more long-term than his parents, so the projects and time he spends on practicing every day are also longer than his parents.

During this period, as many relatives and friends were on holiday at the end of the year, Yang Feng got together with several of his cousins, his old classmate Fan Wei who had passed the first-level intermediate talisman maker exam with him, and several old classmates he knew in the past.

During the dinner, Yang Feng learned that Fan Wei and the others had all reached the sixth level of Qi training, or even the late stage of Qi training.

And the work and income are pretty good.

But they don't have any hope of achieving success in the future.

After all, they were all over forty years old and had only just managed to improve their magic power to the late stage of Qi training.

After the previous thirty years of practice, they have long since recognized themselves.

They knew that with their talents, no matter how hard they tried, they would not be able to improve their cultivation in the three aspects of law, body and spirit to the level that would meet the requirements for breaking through to the foundation before the age of sixty.

Therefore, after they raised their cultivation to the late stage of Qi training, they thought that their lives had come to an end and chose to lie down.

One by one, they began to become lazy in their spiritual practice, and spent more time and energy on having children and enjoying life.

This also applies to the previous owner.

However, the Yang Feng in the past had poor skills in making talismans and average income, so he didn’t even have the qualifications to enjoy life well or get married and have children.

After listening to Fan Wei and others talk about their respective situations, Yang Feng also agreed.

After the dinner, Fan Wei and his friends were still not satisfied and planned to ask Yang Feng to play cards with them, but Yang Feng did not join in.

Instead, he made up an excuse, saying that he had something to do, and then went to the training hall to practice.

Although he had the lowest cultivation level among the classmates at the gathering, Yang Feng did not give up on his goal of building a foundation in the future because he had the golden finger.

……

In this way, the days passed by unknowingly and there was only less than a week left until the Chinese New Year.

Yang Feng and his family waited until his sister's school was on vacation, bought a lot of New Year's goods, and prepared to return to their hometown, Shuangyu Town, to celebrate the New Year.

Unlike previous years, this year Yang Feng bought a storage ring and a magic flying car.

When a family returns to their hometown to celebrate the New Year, they no longer have to carry large and small bags and squeeze into a car with other people in the town to go back home as in previous years.

"Have you brought everything?"

Yang Feng took out the magic flying car from the storage ring, then put the New Year's goods bought by his parents into the storage ring. After urging his parents and sister to get into the flying car, he asked his mother.

"Everything is ready, let's go."

Zhang Yunxia thought for a few seconds, made sure to put all the things she bought into Yang Feng's storage ring, and nodded.

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng immediately started the magic flying car, set the destination, and flew towards his hometown with his family.

After a while, a black afterimage was seen, drawing an arc in the air, and then disappeared at the end of the sky...

(End of this chapter)