On the platform on the top of the mountain, Chen Jinze was still breaking through, and the more than thirty blue spirit stones in front of him had all turned into fragments.

Looking at the fourteenth uncle's hideous and painful expression, Chen Yan held his breath nervously and looked at the second uncle beside him from time to time.

He found that the second uncle Chen Qingze was also nervous, and he didn't even dare to look at the expression of the fourteenth uncle.

Two hours later, the flying sand in the sky gradually dispersed, and Chen Jinze sat quietly in the center of the platform, his cheeks no longer hideous.

Chen Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes widened as he looked at the motionless Fourteenth Uncle.

Suddenly, a small earthy yellow snake appeared on the top of Uncle Fourteen's head, the little snake opened its small mouth, and the corners of its mouth were dripping with mucus, as if it was going to eat Uncle Fourteen.

"Second uncle, what should I do?" asked Chen Yan nervously.

"This is your fourteenth uncle's natal object, it depends on whether he can subdue the earth snake. The expression on Chen Qingze's face was no longer nervous, and even a smile appeared from the corner of his eyes.

When the natal object appears during the breakthrough, it means that most of the success is achieved, and then as long as the natal object is subdued, it means that the breakthrough is successful.

Three days have passed, and Chen Chuan and the fourth uncle have already harvested all four acres of spiritual wheat.

The sun overhead was extremely hot, looking at the bundle of bundled Lingmai, the fourth uncle said to Chen Chuan: "Go to the village and call the clansmen to transport the Lingmai to the village." ”

Chen Chuan snorted and ran towards the village not far away.

All the clansmen in the Chen family who have the talent of cultivating truth are all cultivating in Zhaobi Mountain, and the village is full of mortals in the family.

After a while, Chen Chuan came to the village.

A babbling stream runs through the village, and under the big locust tree at the head of the village, a gray-haired grandmother sits quietly.

"Three grandmothers. Chen Chuan shouted, for fear that the old grandmother would not be able to hear clearly.

The third grandmother staggered to her feet on crutches, squinted and laughed.

"Ogawako, my good grandson. The third grandmother opened her mouth and said, but there was no longer a complete tooth in her mouth.

The third grandmother is one hundred and eight years old this year, she belongs to the old man of Grandpa Chen Chuan's generation, she has no cultivation talent, she is a mortal, but she is the one with the largest generation in the family.

"When the grain is finished, I'll call someone to bring it back. Chen Chuan helped the third grandmother sit under the locust tree.

The children playing in the mud on the side secretly looked at Chen Chuan, most of these children were four or five years old, and naturally they didn't know Chen Chuan, who lived in Lingtian all day.

"Go ahead, the dolls are here. The third grandmother touched Chen Chuan's hand, and there was a strong sense of love on her old cheeks.

The dolls in the mouth of the third grandmother are not children playing with mud, but children and grandchildren who have already started a family.

Chen Chuan walked into the village, and seven or eight children followed him, these children had not yet tested the spiritual root, so the family did not arrange for them to learn the corresponding livelihood skills.

Coming to the first courtyard at the head of the village, Chen Chuan walked in naturally, without a sense of rustiness.

There was a woman in the courtyard who was over sixty years old, and when she saw Chen Chuan walking into the courtyard, the woman let go of her voice and shouted, "Xiao Chuanzi is here." ”

Before Chen Chuan, who entered the courtyard, could respond to the old woman, he saw Chen Yan coming from the sword above his head.

"Brother Nine, why are you here, how is Uncle Fourteen?" Chen Chuan looked at Chen Yan on the flying sword and said.

Chen Yan's expression on the flying sword was very excited, and his smile was even more unreserved.

"It's successful, I saw that Uncle Fourteen took in the natal object. Chen Yan jumped off the flying sword and hugged Chen Chuan tightly in his arms.

When Chen Chuan heard this, his face suddenly became solemn, and he pushed Chen Yan away and said, "The breakthrough was successful in less than ten days?

Chen Chuan knew very well what he had to go through from the Qi refining period to the foundation building period, especially the subjugation of the natal object, it was impossible to completely subdue it without ten days and a half months.

"I saw with my own eyes that Uncle Fourteen succeeded in building the foundation. Chen Yan frowned and emphasized.

"Go back, go back right away. Chen Chuan urged Chen Yan, his face becoming more and more solemn.

Seeing Chen Chuan's expression, Chen Yan stepped on the flying sword suspiciously, and flew towards Zhaobi Mountain.

At this time, a sixty-year-old man came out of the room, and the old man looked very similar to the fourth uncle of Chen Chuan, looking like a brother, but he was much older than the fourth uncle.

In fact, this old man is Chen Chuan's third brother Chen Ji, who is his fourth uncle's son.

Fourth Uncle Chen Chuan is a cultivator of the fourth layer of the Qi refining period, and Shouyuan is much more than a mortal like Chen Ji, so his appearance is younger, and only then will there be a picture that his son is older than his father.

"Little brother, is it the autumn harvest of Lingmai?" Although Chen Ji is old, his waist is very straight, and his speech is sonorous and powerful.

"Yes, it's done. Chen Chuan's expression was a little depressed and melancholy.

Without saying a few words to the third brother, he sat on a small stool in the courtyard and quietly looked at Zhaobi Mountain in the distance.

It didn't take long for Chen Ji to call the clansmen in the village to set up the oxen and horse carts, and prepare to go to the Lingtian under the mountain to pull Lingmai.

The third sister-in-law made a bowl of noodles for Chen Chuan, and Chen Chuan only pulled a few casually and didn't eat a few bites.

According to the past, Chen Chuan had to eat two or three bowls before he was satisfied.

After eating the noodles, Chen Chuan sat on the ox cart with a blank expression and drove towards the Lingtian under Zhaobi Mountain.

Until dusk, all the spiritual wheat of the four acres of spiritual fields was pulled back to the village, and Chen Chuan, who had a sad face, barely spoke.

From beginning to end, he stared blankly at Zhaobi Mountain, and the sorrow in his eyes made all the clansmen feel depressed.

The last car of Lingmai was loaded into the car, and Chen Ji said to the middle-aged man with a long face who looked younger than him, "Dad, do you want to go back to the village with us?"

This middle-aged man is naturally Chen Xingze, the fourth uncle of Chen Chuan, and it is only appropriate for the image of the father and son to be reversed.

"No, I'll go up the mountain tomorrow. Chen Xingze waved his hand and walked towards Chen Chuan, who was sitting on the ridge.

Just as he was about to take a step, a golden light flashed from Zhaobi Mountain, and the golden light under the dusk was very dazzling.

"Dad, what's going on?" Chen Ji asked with a little fear as he led the ox cart.

"Get back to the village. After Chen Xingze said a word, he immediately ran in the direction of Zhaobi Mountain.

Because he saw Chen Chuan on the ridge, he had already run a distance of dozens of zhang.

Chen Xingze was very familiar with the golden light just now, it was the light emitted by his second brother's natal object, the Vajra Pig, the Zhuji monk would only summon the natal object when he was fighting with people, and the golden light just now showed that a monk battle was taking place in Zhaobi Mountain.

After all, Chen Xingze was a fourth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Period, and it took a few breaths to catch up with Chen Chuan.

"Chen Chuan, you can't go. Chen Xingze grabbed Chen Chuan and firmly restrained Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan is the hope and future of the Chen family, if there is really a monk war on the mountain, then Chen Chuan will never be able to go up the mountain, and Chen Xingze's task is to protect Chen Chuan.

"Fourth uncle, fourteenth uncle may ......" Chen Chuan fell to his knees and slammed his fist into the ground.

"No, the fourteenth brother will be fine. Fourth Uncle Chen Xingze took a deep breath and also knelt on the ground.

Another golden light flashed on the mountain, and a sad and sad picture appeared in the cruel world of cultivation at dusk.

After a short time, Chen Chuan and the fourth uncle saw a group of clansmen galloping from the bottom of the mountain, these people were all members of the Three Spirit Root or Four Spirit Root clansmen who had cultivation talent in the family.

There were about forty or fifty people, all of different ages, some old and some young.

"What's going on on the mountain?" Chen Xingze asked.