Since entering the ninth layer of qi training, Zhang Zhixuan's speed of refining spiritual power has slowed down a bit, and now, he has been entering the ninth layer of qi training for almost five years, and finally encountered a bottleneck, no matter what method he uses, his mana has also stopped growing.

He asked the more experienced patriarch, and the patriarch told him that if a monk cultivated to the ninth level of Qi cultivation, as long as he stabilized his cultivation, his mana would stop growing, and continuing to cultivate would only make his mana more refined and increase the chance of building a foundation.

At this point in his cultivation, Zhang Zhixuan was helpless, so he simply reduced his cultivation time and devoted more energy to family affairs.

The yellow bud grass matured again, and Zhang Zhixuan picked the big beam for the second time to refine the Golden Bud Pill, this time his alchemy level improved greatly, although it was not as good as Jiubo, but it also refined more than 400 Golden Bud Pills.

In addition, the spirit wine brewed by the family also began to be marketed, these kinds of spirit wine have different effects, and the price is not expensive, and it is liked by the greedy monks, and it is sold in the market.

In just one or two months, Zhang Zhixuan recovered the first batch of costs and earned seventy or eighty spirit stones.

Since then, the trading of spirit wine has become a stable source of wealth for the family, and there are more than 100 spirit stones in profits every year, and in fact, it is almost ready to catch up with the cultivation of spirit rice.

Since returning from the Southern Wilderness, Sibo's health has been getting worse day by day.

He soon resigned from his position as an elder and returned to the mountain gate to write books and speak and live for the rest of his life.

He was a third-level formation mage and had valuable experience, so the patriarch also sent two young monks to take care of him, write for him, and record his cultivation experience and various secret experiences.

Sunrise and sunset, spring goes to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, it has been a year and a half since they came back from the Southern Wilderness.

Three years ago, Qing Chan's cultivation broke through another layer and became an eighth-layer Qi cultivation monk, and he was about to enter the ninth-level realm of Qi training.

Now that she is twenty years old, Xiu Wei is about to catch up with Zhang Zhixuan.

In the past year or two, Zhang Zhixuan's energy has been more focused on family affairs, except for practicing the Qi Accumulation Technique every day and nurturing a breath of purple qi in the dantian, he has rarely meditated and cultivated.

At this point in cultivation, meditation and qi training are basically no longer of much use. The most useful treasure for Qi cultivators like them was a small Tsukidan.

It's a pity that the family can't provide this precious elixir for the monks in the clan right now.

So unless you risk your life to break through, you have a 1 in 30 chance of fighting.

The ninth-level Qi cultivator could only sit all day long, cutting off the hope on the path.

One day, Zhang Zhixuan had just finished practicing the Qi Accumulation Technique and swallowed a mouthful of innate purple qi into the dantian, when he saw a transmission note flying in, Zhang Zhixuan picked it up and looked at it, and his face immediately turned pale.

It turned out that today, the fourth uncle, Zhang Menglong, suddenly returned to the light and wanted to see himself again.

Zhang Zhixuan immediately left the cave mansion and came directly to Zhang Menglong's cave mansion.

Zhang Menglong was obsessed with the formation when he was young, and put a lot of energy into the formation, his cultivation speed was not fast, and he only broke through to the ninth layer of qi cultivation when he was in his fifties.

In the following years, his energy declined, and he no longer dared to impact the realm of foundation building.

Because of the First War in the Southern Wilderness, he was only eighty-seven years old, and because of the excessive consumption of energy, he ran out of oil and dried up, and he was about to sit down and go away at any time.

Zhang Zhixuan entered the cave mansion and found that Sibo's complexion was slightly better than usual, with a hint of ruddy, which was very rare in the past few months.

He knew that this was a return to the light, and the longevity of the fourth uncle would probably stop today.

"Zhixuan! You're finally here!

I'm afraid that if it's a little later, I won't see you.

I've lived long enough in my life, and I don't have any regrets.

The only thing I can't let go of now is this little grandson.

According to my own experience, this grandson is a child with spiritual roots, and I am not here, so please take more care of him in the future. ”

The fourth uncle entrusted the aftermath, which made Zhang Zhixuan sad for a while, and he nodded solemnly and said: "Don't worry, fourth uncle, as long as I am in one day, I will take care of him." ”

Zhang Menglong sighed with relief: "So I'm relieved!"

Zhixuan!

Si Bo seems to feel that your future will be far, far away, surpassing Yu Kingdom, Wu Kingdom, Nanya Prefecture, and even this Immortal Cultivation Realm.

You have extraordinary spiritual roots, a calm and resolute personality, and the belief that a monk will fight for the first line, and you will definitely be able to live forever.

I hope that the monks of the family will also be able to follow you to heaven at that time, but unfortunately the fourth uncle is destined not to see that day! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Menglong passed away with a smile on his face.

When he was young, his spiritual root was good, and his talent in the formation was even more extraordinary, if he had enough resources to cultivate in the big sects, he might be able to build a foundation, a purple mansion, and even a knot.

It's a pity that he chose the declining family of the Zhang family, and finally ran for the family all his life, and died of old age in the mountains after exhaustion.

At the last moment, he seemed to be like an old man in the mortal world, and the last thing he could let go of was the only grandson with a spiritual root.

Zhang Menglong married a wife and two concubines when he was young, and gave birth to five or six children successively, but his children were all ordinary mortals, and only one of his grandchildren could have spiritual roots. When he was dying, what he was most afraid of was that after his death, no one would take care of this grandson in building roads.

The fourth uncle sat down, and Zhang Zhixuan informed the patriarch that less than two years after the death of the fifteenth uncle, the family lost another elder.

Since Zhang Zhixuan came down from the mountain, in less than ten years, the family has lost three elders one after another, and the younger monks, except for the addition of one Zhang Zhixuan, do not have any new blood for the time being.

Even good seedlings have not yet been found.

The continuous holding of such major funerals made some of the monks of the family panic, and they felt that the blood loss of the family was getting worse and worse, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

It was in this time of grief and panic that good news finally came.

A letter sent by Qingxuanzong immediately dispelled the gloom above everyone's heads.

The little aunt Zhang Hanyan finally succeeded in building the foundation.

Half a year ago, my aunt exchanged for Tsukidan, and since then, she has successfully built the foundation.

Because of the steady cultivation and the long distance, only now have the letters come back.

It's a pity that this letter came a little late, and the fourth uncle still couldn't wait for the news of Aunt Hanyan's foundation after all, and he finally left regrets in his heart.

Since the Chuyun Patriarch sat down, the Zhang family has sent several monks into the Qingxuan Sect, because the road is not smooth, they have not been able to build a foundation, the family's influence in the Qingxuan Sect is mainly to rely on the original Taoist Yunzhi Taoist of the Chuyun Patriarch.

But Yunzhi Dao people are outsiders after all, and as soon as Patriarch Chuyun passed away, the relationship was separated by a layer.

Now that Aunt Hanyan has successfully built the foundation, her spiritual root qualifications are very good, and her future in Qingxuanzong is also farther than that of Yunzhi Daoist, and the external environment of the family has immediately improved.

Becoming a foundation building monk, the circle of friends is worlds apart, and you can borrow some of the connections of Qingxuanzong to help the family.