In the Chunni Garden, Lu Chuanzhi pressed his hands on Lu Huaying's shoulders, stunned.

Lu Ning, who was belatedly following behind, was startled by the scene she saw in front of her, she didn't know what was going on, she almost thought that her father had made something wrong, which made her grandfather angry.

Lu Ning stood outside Qingyun Pavilion with anxiety, a little anxious, but he didn't dare to step forward to get involved, although grandpa usually loves himself very much, but obviously the matter between the two generations of family heads is not suitable for him to interfere.

This old man who can make the Lu family one of the "three wealthy families in Qingxi" is not only famous in Qingxi Town, but also highly respected in the Lu family, and the grandfather who is moody on weekdays, at this time really made Lu Ning a little worried.

But immediately, she was startled again, and after a short period of distraction, Lu Chuanzhi suddenly laughed out loud, and the laughter was full of irrepressible joy.

"Okay, good! It's really our pulse that shouldn't be exhausted!" Lu Chuanzhi let go of his hands, raised his head and paced in the pavilion with a smile, unable to hide his excitement, and said two good words in a row.

Immediately, he thought of something, and hurriedly asked Lu Huaying: "What about that immortal? ”

Lu Huaying was also overjoyed, it was a great blessing for his child to be accepted by the immortals, he replied with a smile: "That old immortal is already in the Lu family, and he is in Qiushui Courtyard!"

Lu Chuanzhi's face was shocked again, and he said reproachfully: "Hey, why don't you talk earlier! Quick, you come to lead the way, we will go to Qiushui Courtyard to visit now, and you can talk to me about it on the way." ”

When Lu Huaying heard this, he even claimed that it was, and immediately led Lu Chuanzhi out of the Spring Mud Garden in a hurry, and even Lu Ning, who was confused outside the pavilion, was left in place by him.

Lu Ning didn't understand what she heard, but she heard the names of the gods and her younger brother, and she was puzzled as she watched the two leave in a hurry, and after a little hesitation, she finally didn't follow.

As if relieved, Lu Ning suddenly sat on the grass and looked out of the garden blankly, his eyes were a little dazed.

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Out of the Chunni Garden, Lu Huaying, who was walking briskly along the way, was not idle, and kept explaining the ins and outs of the whole thing to his father.

Lu Chuanzhi, who was following behind him, listened to it, but he didn't think much of it, no matter how vividly Lu Huaying described it, he also knew that the immortals that the secular mortals said were just "cultivators" who were not surprising in that place.

Recalling that when he was young, he was also extremely powerful in worshipping cultivators, and as he later left with his elders and came to Qingxi Town to settle down, as he grew up, he also learned from the elders the reason why their branch broke away from that place.

The path of cultivation begins with induction.

The so-called induction is to be able to feel the existence of the aura between heaven and earth, this realm called the beginning of the Great Dao in the mouth of cultivators, I don't know how many people are isolated, and they are never allowed to enter, and the reason for this is precisely because of the existence of the spiritual vein.

Only those who possess spiritual veins can sense the ubiquitous aura in heaven and earth, so that they can have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation.

This kind of innate condition is not for everyone, and it is precisely because of the depletion of their spiritual veins over the past few generations that they are forced to leave and wander into this earthly world.

The strength of the cultivator was incomparable, and the strength of the heavenly immortals and the long lifespan of the cultivators could attract countless mortals.

The lonely and unwilling eyes of his father before leaving, Lu Chuanzhi still remembers it vividly, and it is their long-cherished wish to return to that place, but the premise is that there is a spiritual vein inheritance among future generations.

Now, this long-cherished wish has finally seen a glimmer of light today, many years later, and Lu Chuanzhi wants to seize this long-overdue opportunity.

Outside the courtyard in the autumn evening, Lu Huaying turned his head and said, "Father, it's here." ”

Lu Chuanzhi came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Immortals are not easy to be disturbed by others, most of them belong to the Qing cultivation stream, we are waiting outside the door." ”

Lu Huaying was stunned when she heard this, and immediately retreated to her father's side and waited outside the hospital together.

However, an old voice came from the courtyard in the autumn evening, saying: "Hehe, the two heads of the family are not outsiders, just come in and talk together." ”

Listening to the voice, it seems that he is no younger than Lu Chuanzhi.

Hearing this, Lu Chuanzhi's father and son were all happy, and after looking at each other, they walked into the courtyard of the autumn evening together.

As the place where the Lu family entertains distinguished guests, it is different from the vitality of the Spring Mud Garden, the courtyard in the autumn evening is a noble and quiet atmosphere, the wooden corridor that winds around the courtyard is elegant and atmospheric, the orderly distribution of maple trees stands aside, and there are more craggy strange stones placed a statue of different shapes.

On the north side of the courtyard, a three-storey eaves pavilion is located on it, the colored tiles are attached to the wall, the carved beams are painted, and there is a plaque hanging on the door of the attic, and the three ethereal big characters of "Langyuan Building" are written on it.

Walking through the corridor, Lu Chuanzhi and Lu Huaying came happily, and saw this old fairy in the Langyuan Building.

Lu Chuanzhi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, and said, "Ordinary man Lu Chuanzhi, I have seen the immortal master. ”

In the spacious hall, an old man with crane bones and frost hair was wearing a white robe, which was not stained with fine dust, and the old man tied his hair in a bun, showing the spirit of fairy wind and bones, and he really deserved the word dust.

And beside the old man, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy stood stiffly, seeing that it was his elders who were here, he smiled happily at the two of them, it was Lu Yan who was in the eyes of the old fairy.

"The old master of the Lu family doesn't have to be polite, the old man came uninvited, but he didn't bother the Lu family?"

The white-robed old man twisted a strand of snow-white beard and smiled gently, his tone was calm, causing Lu Chuanzhi to dare not even say it.

Although the two looked about the same age, Lu Chuanzhi knew that the age of a cultivator could not be measured by his face, so he looked very respectful when he spoke.

After some politeness, several people also sat down, and seeing this, the old man in the white robe slowly said: "The old man has traveled in the world for thirty years, and today he met Ling Sun, and saw that he had his own creation, so he wanted to take him into the door, I don't know what the old man Lu thinks?"

Hearing this, Lu Chuanzhi hurriedly thanked him: "Thanks to the love of the Immortal Master, it is really a great blessing for Yan Er to be able to win the favor of the Immortal Master. ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction, but sighed lightly: "But at the moment, there is a trouble." ”

Lu Chuanzhi was shocked when he heard this, he didn't know the details of the cultivator very well, he just asked worriedly, "I don't know what the immortal master said?"

The white-robed old man didn't answer immediately, but rubbed the head of Lu Yan, who was sitting beside him, and sighed leisurely: "If you want to open up your soul for Lu Yan, you must first temper your physique, otherwise if you do it forcibly, you may hurt your meridians, and if you are not careful, you will explode and die..."

"Ah!" Lu Huaying on the side was already frightened when he heard it, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Then, what can I do?"

Lu Chuanzhi frowned, and looked at the old immortal with some confusion and concern.

The white-robed old man stroked his beard with one hand, and said with some regret: "If you want not to miss the best opportunity to cultivate, you need a kind of spiritual liquid that quenches the body to complement it, and this kind of spiritual liquid can be concocted by the old man, but there is a lack of spiritual grass at hand." ”

Hearing that it was a spiritual grass, Lu Chuanzhi, who was sitting on the famous herb producing area of Yaoshan at home, was moved in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Dare to ask the immortal master, what kind of spiritual grass is it?"

"That spiritual grass is called Xin Yinhua, although it is not rare in the cultivation world, but it is difficult to find in the outside world, I am afraid that the old man needs to go to the cultivation world for a while, and he needs one or two plants. ”

Before the old man's words fell, the atmosphere in the hall became a little strange, and the three grandfathers and grandsons looked at each other, and they all remembered a past event and a person.

Lu Chuanzhi has three sons under his knees, the eldest son Lu Huaying inherited his position as the head of the family, and took care of the Lu family's huge business with the second son Lu Huaxiong, and the youngest son Lu Huachen, who has not eaten the fireworks of the world since childhood, didn't his child bring out this spiritual grass called Xin Yinhua from the forbidden mountain just a few years ago?

Lu Chuanzhi said with a strange face: "This Xin Yinhua, there are people in my Lu family who know its whereabouts. ”

Lu Huaying on the side muttered, "Lu Li..."

Bluestone Road, long street.

In the afternoon, Qingxi Town is leisurely, and there are not many pedestrians on the street paved with bluestone, and even the shops on both sides of the street are napping in the shops at this time.

A young man in a green shirt with a sword at his waist walked skillfully from the street into the south gate area of the town with a small finch on his shoulder.

It was Lu Li who returned to Qingxi Town from Wushan.

After returning to Lu's house, Lu Li walked through several courtyards and came to the deepest courtyard, which was a little cold and lonely, but an elegant bamboo building on stilts seemed to revitalize the vitality here.

Outside the bamboo building, Lu Li saw his father holding a book in one hand and reading with relish, and from a distance, he saw that on the old book, which was already yellowed, three black characters were written in black - Lingge Xing.

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