What does this mean?

No Spiritual Root or Pseudo Spiritual Root?

The parents couldn't speak, the grandparents couldn't speak, and the aunt was silent, only Wang Zaixing's eyes flashed wide, and his innocent face was still smiling.

A long time has passed, and it was his father Wang Heshan who opened his mouth first.

"It's not bad, it's not necessarily a bad thing, no matter what, even if you can only get to the in-body period, you have to cultivate, and it's good to keep fit!"

The family unanimously agreed, and Jiang Helan sent a table of spiritual food, and everyone ate it happily.

In the following days, Fang Ziyan concentrated on breaking through the puppet technique and refining realm, and with a fourth-order puppet beast he could assist in his cultivation, but fortunately, through Zhou Zheng, he obtained four fourth-order low-grade ghost beads, and the fourth-order spirit wood was already there, and Fang Ziyan was working hard.

She also kept telling Wang Heshan that she wanted to have another child, at least the one who could embark on the path of cultivation, but Wang Heshan refused, she couldn't drag down the most important woman in her life, couldn't affect her path, and couldn't distract her energy.

Wang Heshan is solely responsible for the education of the youngest son, a mortal child cannot enter Baihong Academy, grandpa is not the patriarch, grandma is the dean, the mother is the highest level of the family, and the father is the person who leads the development of the family!

The point is that Wang Heshan doesn't want his son to go, he wants to teach himself.

He pondered for a long time, "Could it be that only when the Wood Spirit Root reaches fifty, forty-nine really can't be done?"

He doesn't believe, he doesn't believe in evil!

Wang Heshan began to teach his son the basics of Huangmu Gongfa, although his son's spiritual root is not good, but his understanding is okay, and he is clever enough.

Day after day, month after month, when his son Wang Zaixing was ten years old, he finally reached the peak limit of the ninth layer of the body, and Fang Ziyan finally advanced to the fourth-order low-grade puppeteer, and produced four fourth-order low-grade goshawk puppet beasts.

In fact, over the years, Wang Heshan has already carved one hundred and twenty inscriptions with great skill, but he can't connect them without cultivation, and he can't make a puppet beast at all, of course, he also teaches his son to burn the inscriptions every day and devour the first-order strong knowledge pill for him.

The happiest thing is that the family eats spiritual food together, which is what Wang Heshan always looks forward to.

Wang Heshan found four first-order high-grade puppet beasts, and asked his son to practice the Yellow Wood Exercise by devouring the second-order Lower-grade Qiang Zhi Dan, and using four puppet beasts to assist in practicing the Yellow Wood Exercises, both himself and Ziyan have experienced, practicing the Yellow Wood Exercises will increase the value of the Wood Spirit Root, and the Wood Spirit Root value of both of them has reached one hundred, but it is meaningless to themselves.

But for the son, as long as he improves a little, it is progress, and it is the difference between heaven and earth, which can change his son's life, let him follow his mother on the road of cultivation, and he can inherit the Huangmu Gongfa.

The smell of spiritual grass is the best, the taste of the leaves is also good, and the smell of the air is also very sweet, which is what Wang Heshan experienced during his boredom.

Sweet country Lujiazhai

The spirit boat has been made into five, because the production is too slow, Lu Hong got angry, this Zifu has always been not good-tempered, the Lu family monks are afraid of him, even Jiao'er is always worried about serving him.

The land barrier has a headache, and he has worked very hard to lead people by himself, but the ancestor is still too slow, I don't know what he wants so many spirit boats for, but he also feels that the family is sorting out the items, and the spirit grass can be harvested, and it is no longer planted, what does this mean?

"Big brother's place has been found, the White Rainbow Mountain of the Huanghua Sect is three thousand miles in radius, but there are sixteen foundation building monks who are a little troublesome!" Lu Xu looked at Lu Hong, who was sitting in the chair, and reported.

"If the place is good, sixteen foundations are not a matter at all!" Lu Hong sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes! Then we will choose Baihong Mountain!" Lu Xu hurried next.

"Our request, Huanghua Sect Cheng Yang agreed?" Lu Hong really cared about this, with a yin owl in his eyes.

"We all agreed, we will occupy Baihongshan by ourselves, and the Huanghua Sect will not care, the two of us will become the guest elders of the sect!"

"That's good!" After saying this, as soon as he closed his eyes, Lu Hong seemed to remember something, "Since there are sixteen foundation builders in Baihong Mountain, the Huanghua Sect is willing to give it to us?

"Bai Hongshan has only been developed in the past hundred years, and there are no connections in the sect, and there is no movement, no relatives and no reason, who will speak for them!" Lu Xu scoffed.

"That's good, they all caught it and kept us to try the medicine!" Lu Hong was in a better mood and pointed to the table for Lu Xu to drink tea.

"Big brother, can the Ghost Sect really attack our mountain gate?"

"Those old ghosts have long been optimistic about our land, sooner or later! So hurry up and get the flying boat ready, someone won't be able to leave if it's late!"

"Then send out a group of people first, or occupy Baihong Mountain first?"

"No, that will startle the snake, how can those old guys of the Ghost Sect let us retreat with our whole body?

"But after all, this Lujiazhai has been developed for 3,000 years, and there is still some reluctance!" Lu Xu was still a little sad.

"There's no way around it!" Lu Hong looked at the autumn breeze outside the door.

White Rainbow Mountain in Yodo Country

A year later, Wang Zaixing actually broke through the Qi refining period and entered the first layer of Qi refining, Wang Heshan was ecstatic, and took the root measuring ruler to his son to measure, and sure enough, the value of the wood spirit root became fifty, and of course the other spirit roots did not change or forty-nine.

It seems that no one has certified the Huangmu Gong in this regard, and the point is that no one has the time and energy to certify it.

On the road to repair, my son is on the road, and he is walking in Xing!

Fang Ziyan, who got the news, was about to shed tears excitedly, grandpa, grandmother, and aunt were all very happy, and the family was looking forward to happiness.

But the good times didn't last long, and one quiet morning, a piece of bad news broke the Jiang family's dream of continuing to bury their heads in development.

The arrival of an uninvited guest affected everyone in the Jiang family and put Bai Hongshan at a fork in the road of fate.

This person is Lin Zhen, the newly promoted Purple Mansion Monk of the Yellow Flower Sect, who is already on the second floor of the Purple Mansion at this moment.

Jiang Shanqing saw that the high-ranking monks of the sect naturally treated tea politely, and went to ask Fang Ziyan to come forward to receive him.

Seeing that Fang Ziyan actually succeeded in opening the mansion, Lin Zhen gasped and hurriedly congratulated each other, of course, congratulations to each other, and both sides advanced to the realm of the Purple Mansion.

"Lin Daoyou is here, but what's the matter?" Fang Ziyan knew that the other party would not come to Baihong Mountain for no reason.

"Naturally, something is wrong, Wang Xiaoyou is not in the family?" Lin Zhen asked in confusion.

"My husband was injured when he opened the mansion, and he is in the process of recuperating!" Fang Ziyan's voice was sad, and she looked very heavy.

Lin Zhen naturally understood, if there was no auxiliary spiritual object at the time of the opening of the mansion, it was very likely to be harmed, and the path of breaking the path was small, and there were many people who died in the road.

"Fairy Fang, then I'll tell you, you have to be mentally prepared!" Lin Zhen looked heavy, and there was melancholy helplessness in his eyes.

"Please inform Lin Daoyou!" Fang Ziyan realized that the problem would be very serious.

"I'm afraid Bai Hongshan won't be able to stay any longer, if you don't plan in time, I'm afraid the family will be destroyed!" Lin Zhen's expression was serious, making it impossible to have the slightest doubt.

"How do you say this?" Fang Ziyan immediately knew the seriousness of the matter.

"In order to avoid the enemy, the Lu family of the Sweet Country moved the Ju clan to the Dian Kingdom, and there are two late-stage Purple Mansions, more than forty foundation builders, and more than seven hundred Qi refining cultivators, mainly with the inheritance of fifth-order alchemy, and reached an agreement with the Huanghua Sect to occupy Baihong Mountain by themselves!"

"What? Huanghua Sect would actually do things like this?" Fang Ziyan's face was slightly red, and her willow eyebrows were upside down, as if she could explode at any time.

"Fairy Fang is angry, the cultivation realm has always been like this, for the sake of fifth-order alchemy, you can only sacrifice the Jiang family, and the Jindan Cheng Ancestor spoke, this matter can no longer be changed, if it falls into the hands of the Lu family, I am afraid that the Jiang family monks will become puppets of the medicine test!"

"There's no room for manoeuvre?"

"Don't hide it from the fairy, I have a good relationship with Wang Xiaoyou, and I have also fought on the basis of reason, but in the face of interests, no matter how many words are powerless!" Lin Zhen smiled bitterly.

"I can come here to inform you, it is also the ancestor who reluctantly acquiesces, you must not make a noise, if you really ruin the major affairs of the sect, I am afraid that the sect will also take action, and then the Jiang family will really have no way to live!"

"Then what does Lin Daoyou think the Jiang family should do?" Fang Ziyan is a smart person.

"Naturally, I went out to take refuge, but I can't all leave, otherwise the mortals of the Jiang family will suffer, and they can only sacrifice a small number of monks, remember!" Lin Zhen said that he later turned into a voice of regret.

Fang Ziyan was silent for a moment, "I wonder when the Lu family will come?"

"It is estimated that within three years, the flying boat is being built at this moment, and there are more than 1,000 of them, and it is not possible without the flying boat!"

The battle in the cultivation realm is not allowed to affect mortals, this is the consensus of this realm, otherwise there will be high-ranking monks who will come forward to punish them.