Three days later, Jing Shaoling arrived in Luochuan.

Luochuan is a county, which is the fief of the Jing clan, located in the north of Moling County. In fact, the entire Moling County is the sphere of influence of the Jing clan, and even the Moling County Guard is also a member of the Jing clan.

Luochuan County is the core of the entire Jing clan, the core clansmen of the Jing clan are buried in the tomb of Luochuan County, and the Jing clan accounts for more than half of the entire Luochuan County, even if it is not the Jing clan, they also have a relationship with the Jing clan.

Jing's old house is in the north of Luochuan County, covering an area of hundreds of acres, the houses are endless, and there is a river outside, like a small city.

At this time, Jing Shaoling stood at the door of the old mansion, waiting for the Jing clan to summon him.

The patriarch of this generation of Jing is Jing Shaoling's great-grandfather, that is, Jing Wushuang's grandfather, who is still a hundred years old, and is one of the three hereditary dukes of Chu - Duke Jingnan.

An old man who looked like a steward hurriedly came out of the old mansion, saw Jing Shaoling, and said with a smile: "Second son, the ancestor has summoned, please come with me!"

Jing Shaoling hurriedly said respectfully: "There is Grandpa Lao Wei!"

This old man's name is Wei Feng, don't look at it as just a steward, in fact, he is Jingnangong's personal butler, who has followed Jingnangong for more than 60 years, and when he was young, he also went to the battlefield with Jingnangong, and he is deeply trusted by Jingnangong.

In Jing's family, he is also a character whose feet shake and the ground trembles, and even Jing Shaoling's father has to be respectful when he sees him.

The old man smiled and said, "The second son went to Longhe Mountain to study art for ten years, and he really couldn't recognize the changes. I still remember when I first saw you, you were only five years old, and you came to the old mansion to participate in the ancestor worship, and the old slave hugged you. ”

Jing Shaoling said: "Yes, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, Grandpa Wei has not changed at all, and his spirit is even better than at the beginning." ”

Wei Feng laughed at this, and said: "The second son's mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, no, it can't be compared with you young people, I obviously feel that my legs and feet are getting softer and softer over the years, I'm afraid I won't have a few years to live!"

Jing Shaoling said with a smile: "How can it, I look at Grandpa Wei's state, it is estimated that he can live to be at least a hundred years old." ”

"Hehe, the second son is really good at saying good things!"

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at a courtyard.

The courtyard is fenced, and there is a small wooden house in the courtyard, and a few pipa plants are planted in the courtyard, which looks very elegant.

At this time, an old man with white hair was sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard with a broom, looking like a servant, very inconspicuous, but this inconspicuous old man was the famous Jingnan Gong of Chu State.

"Master, the second son is here!"

Wei Feng said softly.

"Grandpa, I haven't seen you for ten years, you are still in good spirits, and your grandson has kowtowed to you!"

Jing Shaoling respectfully knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

Don't look at him as a monk, but this old man is his blood relative, and no identity can make him rude in front of this old man.

"Haha, Xiaoling'er is here, alas, you have been gone for ten years, and grandpa is very worried!"

Jing Nangong threw down the broom, walked to Jing Shaoling's side, helped him up, and looked at him kindly.

"Xiao Ling'er has grown up, looking at the spirit, he deserves to be the scale of my Jing family!"

Jing Nangong praised it.

"Grandpa, my grandson is not filial, and I haven't written to you for ten years!"

Jing Shaoling's eyes were a little red, this great-grandfather was his relative, and he was still so kind.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about, you are a descendant of my Jing family, and it is important to practice. Grandpa is old, I'm afraid I won't have a few years to live, this time you can come to see grandpa, I'm too late to be happy. ”

The old man touched Jing Shaoling's cheek and comforted.

"Wei Feng, you go get busy first, I'll talk to Xiao Ling'er. The nest of whitebait I caught yesterday will be stewed later, hehe Xiaoling'er, you are blessed!"

Jing Nangong commanded, and as he spoke, he pulled Jing Shaoling into the wooden house.

The room was very clean, with only a bed, a wooden table for cooking tea, and two or two chairs.

"Xiao Ling'er, you sit down first, grandpa has the best spiritual tea here, it was brought by your great-uncle, you can taste it too!"

Jing Nangong beckoned Jing Shaoling to sit down, and began to get busy.

Jing Shaoling talked with his father at night, of course he knew who that great-uncle was, he was the backer of the Jing family, the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect who had built a successful foundation, and he was also the younger brother of Jing Nangong.

Jing Nangong seems to be good at tea ceremony, and his skills are skilled, and after a while, a good cup of tea will be cooked, and the house will suddenly be filled with the fragrance of tea.

A cup of green tea with hot mist was handed over, Jing Shaoling thanked him, and took a sip gently, sure enough, it was Lingchi, the tea suddenly stretched out the pores all over his body, and a hot breath rushed straight to the limbs, his head seemed to be much lighter, and his thinking was much more agile than usual.

"Good tea, it can actually concentrate and nourish the mind!"

Jing Shaoling exclaimed.

"This is the Qingning tea cultivated by your great-uncle himself, and I'm an old guy, and I let him give some of my old face every year, ordinary people don't have this kind of mouthful!"

Jing Nangong said hehehe, with a look of pride on his face.

Jing Shaoling laughed in his heart, Uncle Zengzu is your own brother, can you be disobedient.

After three rounds of tea, the two of them got to the point.

Jing Nangong naturally knew his intention to come this time, and Jing Yanghou had already passed the news before him.

"Boy, you have a kind, the children of the Zhao clan are just that, the four disciples of Tongling Peak will kill when they say they will kill, grandpa didn't have as much courage as you when he was young!"

Listening to Jing Shaoling's personal narration, Jing Nangong seemed to be immersed in the scene, and when he heard it, his blood was boiling, and he gave a thumbs up.

Jing Shaoling blushed a little, this grandfather is a hundred years old, but his temperament is a bit like a little old child, but this temperament makes Jing Shaoling feel extremely kind.

"Your grandson has caused trouble for you and your father!"

Jing Shaoling lowered his head.

"Trouble, I don't think there is, you have the credit!"

Jing Nangong shook his head and laughed.

Jing Shaoling was a little puzzled, but the old man took the first step and said: "I heard this kid Wushuang say, your cultivation has reached the consummation of condensation, haha This is a great thing, my Jing clan is the first to have this kind of achievement except for your great-uncle and ancestor, grandpa is too late to be happy, how can I blame you!"

"As for the trouble, hehe, is there less trouble for my Jing clan, although the Tongling Peak is powerful, but my Jing clan is not easy to mess with, you don't have to worry too much, at most they will send you to the Heavenly Demon Sect, with the protection of your great-uncle ancestor, they can't do anything to you!"

Jing Nangong looked indifferent and said with relief.

Hearing Jing Nangong say this, Jing Shaoling breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid, if he brought trouble to the Jing family, this would be really bad.

"Then thank you grandpa, Shaoling will definitely cultivate hard in the future, strive to reach the foundation as soon as possible, and contribute to the Jing clan!"

Jing Shaoling said respectfully.

"Teachable!"

Jing Nangong nodded with a smile.

"There are still a few days left for my old immortal's birthday, you can rest here for a few days, and after the birthday, it will be to worship the ancestors, and then your great-uncle will come to open the spirit pool, you can try to fight for it, if you can pass the trial, maybe you can build a foundation!"

Jing Shaoling heard that the meaning of this was not right, and he couldn't help but say nervously: "Grandpa, I heard my father say that this spirit pool is my Jing clan's biggest secret, do you have to enter the spirit pool and pass the trial, listening to your meaning, it seems that it is not easy?"

Jing Nangong shook his head, pondered for a while, and said with some embarrassment: "Since you are condensed, grandpa will not hide it from you." This spiritual pool was indeed left by the first generation of my Jing ancestor, hundreds of years ago, this spiritual pool could be opened almost once a year, and there were more than ten people entering each time. But as hundreds of years passed, the pool seemed to be slowly drying up, and since a hundred years ago, it took twenty years to open each time, and only three people could enter at a time. And fifty years ago, that is, when your great-uncle was there, only two people could enter, and according to your great-uncle's guess, I'm afraid this time was the last time it was opened, and there was only one person. ”

Jing Shaoling couldn't help but be a little stunned, this spirit pool seemed to be completely exhausted, but what was going on with this trial?

As if seeing his doubts, Jing Nangong explained: "Originally, this Spirit Pool belonged to my Jing Clan, but two hundred years ago, my Jing Clan's contemporary family master offended a cultivator with a strong cultivation, and at that time, none of my Jing Clan's disciples could deal with this person, and it was about to be a catastrophe, so the contemporary family master had no choice but to contribute the secret of the Spirit Transformation Pool to the Heavenly Demon Sect, and at this price, let the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect come out and kill the scattered cultivator. Since then, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect have a quota to enter the Spirit Transformation Pool, but after all, there are more monks and less meat, so the Heavenly Demon Sect has set a rule to open up a place of trial, and those who enter the top three can enter the Spirit Transformation Pool. However, right now, this spirit pool is about to dry up, and I'm afraid there is only one place, so this trial will be extremely cruel!"

Jing Shaoling nodded, it turned out that there was also this reason.

"I understand, this spirit pool is probably the last time it will be opened, the competition will be extremely fierce, and the competition for places this time will probably be bloody!"

Jing Shaoling said.

"It's good that you understand, the trial is very cruel, life and death are not limited, you are still young, you need to think about it!"

Jing Nangong didn't persuade him to give up the trial, but just mentioned it.

"Grandson understands, but cultivation is to act against the sky, if I have such an opportunity, I will try anything, even if it is not successful, I believe that with my grandson's ability, I will not worry about my life, grandpa can rest assured!"

Jing Shaoling said confidently.

In fact, he has no burden at all, with his current strength, except for the late stage of foundation building and the consummate monks, no one can threaten him, this is the confidence brought by strength.

"Do what you can, I said, if you can't get it, it doesn't matter, you can enter the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Jing Nangong shook his head and sighed.

The two chatted for a while, and then Wei Feng walked in and said with a smile: "Master, second son, the whitebait is stewed, should you send it over or go to the banquet hall?"

Jing Nangong waved his hand: "Go to the banquet hall and let Xiao Ling'er taste the whitebait I caught!"