Thirty years!

How many thirty years does a monk have?

I'm just a minor monk in the Qi cultivation stage now, and if I can't build a foundation, I'll live to be one hundred and twenty years old at most. But from the age of 60, there will be a decline in energy. After the age of eighty, you can't hide the traces of aging, your hair will turn white, you will get old, and you will get the diseases you deserve. After the age of 100, even if it is safe and stable, there is no wind and waves, and he will die at any time. One hundred and twenty years old is already the limit of a Qi cultivator.

But how many Qi cultivators can live to be one hundred and twenty years old?

Fifty years after the establishment of Lianyun Peak, the disciples cultivated by the ancestor Xie Daoqing in the first ten years, except for those who built the foundation, those Qi cultivation disciples have all died today. Almost all of them died in battles with the surrounding peaks, or in the wars to conquer territories, in the hands of enemies such as hunting monsters, elves, ghosts, evil cultivators, demons, traitors, etc., in the madness of cultivation, and in all kinds of accidents and incidents. Anyway, it is recorded in a book that I was specially approved to see by my ancestor Xie Daoqing that she enrolled a total of ninety-five disciples in the first ten years, and all but seven of them died. In the second decade, one hundred and thirty-six disciples were recruited, and except for five who built the foundation, only two or three survived now. In the third decade, forty-five disciples were enrolled, and ten of them built the foundation, and only six or seven of the remaining were still alive. In the fourth decade, Lian Yunfeng was already on the right track, only twenty disciples were recruited, three of them built the foundation, and the rest of the Qi cultivation disciples basically survived. In the last ten years, the master did not recruit many disciples in the previous years, that is, in the last few years, there was a sudden outbreak of recruiting many disciples, so that the number of the third generation increased to one hundred and nineteen after so many years of continuous shrinkage.

What can I say?

Say that I will be able to build a successful foundation? Say that even if I don't succeed in building a foundation, I will definitely live to be 120 years old?

Are you kidding.

If I can't be so good all the time, can't I quickly find the type of aura that suits me, and quickly embark on the path of cultivating qi and building a foundation, can I really spend decades like Tan Xianke? Or can I really be like Lianyun Summit to raise me for decades? Impossible!

"Aunt Lin, why thirty years? This is too long. "Since you've made a price, I'm going to have to make a counteroffer. Deal, if you don't even have the courage to make a counteroffer, are you ready to be wronged?

I frowned.

Aunt Lin Keya covered her mouth and laughed in a low voice.

She has a nice laugh and a slightly male hoarseness. The eyes and some wildness make her very special.

"Guanshui, why not thirty years? Do you think that you can identify the things in my collection now? Or do you think that the things in my collection are the same color as them?"

"Guanshui, I live under Master Daoqing, and my mentor is Hongwei Zhenren, but do you know who my father is?"

I do not know.

You don't say to me, how can I know. There is almost no record of you on Lian Yunfeng, you don't accept apprentices, don't go on expeditions, don't issue good deeds tasks, don't purchase materials, don't trade, don't attend tea parties, and you're almost a transparent person. If you hadn't told me yourself, I wouldn't have known that you were a woman from the Longkong Mountain Forest family. What connotation can you really have in this small place of Lianyunfeng?

But obviously, Aunt Lin Keya's father must be a powerful person, otherwise she wouldn't be so proud.

So I quietly bowed my head and listened.

"My father worshiped in the Yellow Dragon Valley, studied sword cultivation, and has been fighting in the barren sea, and has obtained a lot of good things. ”

My heart moved.

Huanglong Valley, Sword Cultivation, Wild Sea, Battle. Four nouns, sure enough, it's a good start!

The mountain of the Fifth Ancestral Sword Immortal Zhuang Boyang, Huanglong Valley, the ancestral court of sword cultivation in the world, and the bloody battle with the Desolate Sea Demon that lasted for 10,000 years, was really good. I have seen such a record in the collection of my ancestor Xie Daoqing, saying that those who can participate in the bloody battle of the Wild Sea will only be the strongest among the Jindan monks, and those who can persist in the bloody battle of the Wild Sea for more than ten years will only be those who are destined to be able to turn into a pill and marry a baby, and those who can harvest a lot in the bloody battle of the Wild Sea must be the strongmen of Jindan Yipin.

Qingyun Mountain and Xuehai Mountain, two world-class wealthy families, one is good and one is evil, one is clear and one is turbid, and the area of the barren sea was selected, divided into a chessboard, and the Dao ancestor made a move to cut off the heaven and earth, and only allowed the Jindan monks to enter and exit, killing casually. With heaven and earth as a grinding plate, with all kinds of treasures invested in it as a bet, with the natural antagonistic hatred of the two sides as a fire, and with the head of the other party's monk as a reward, the seeds worth cultivating in the next generation will be grinded. Those primordial gods in Qingyun Mountain, the True One, also only selected true disciples from these seeds that had been ground out.

Don't believe the legends written in the book, what little boy in the mountain village was accidentally favored by the powerful monk, and then he was taken away, given the best exercises, and then went to heaven and earth, slay demons and demons, and finally opened a big harem, and found many, many beautiful women, and each of those women was very noble, and each of them was very harmonious. It's all a lie!

This is the case with my own personal experience, and the real story I have seen is even more so, in this Xiuzhen world, it talks about the door valve, the bloodline, the family, the spiritual root, and the surname, and it is a strengthened version of the heyday of the gate valve system of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. It is very difficult for ordinary poor children to have a chance to break free, let alone rise to the top in one step.

So I have no way to refuse Aunt Lin Keya's offer.

Besides, why should I refuse? I have a super powerful golden finger, and such a trade will only be more beneficial to me. The more I see and the better I see, the stronger my golden finger will be, and the more benefits I will get.

So I nodded.

"Okay. I hope that the relics of the barren sea in your collection can be useful to me. ”

"Nature is useful to you. You're so talented, they see it in their eyes, and I see it in my eyes. If it weren't for the fact that our Lin family didn't want to marry and win over this, maybe I would have found a few girls surnamed Lin to tie you to me. Hey, are you interested in finding a few more lovers? Our Lin family girls are actually very good. ”

Looking at the flirtatious smile on Lin Keya's face, can I say that I was being teased?

"Seriously. This time I went to the south and found that there was a lot of something wrong there. There are a lot more demon beasts in the wilderness near Taishan City, and I don't know further south. However, I heard a news in a scattered workshop city that the spiritual membrane outside the seven peaks in the south has been in some turmoil recently, and a lot of powerful things have rushed in. If you lead a team to the south to do a mission, please be careful, I don't want to be ready to invest in you, and you will die easily. ”

Hehe, I appreciate your kindness.

This time it's true.

Sure enough, the height of the station is different, the information obtained is also different, and the response that can be made is even more different.

I can only vaguely speculate through many fragments of fractures that something might have happened in the south. Even if I used the golden finger and used the furious computing power to deduce, I couldn't deduce anything without the fundamental information.

And Aunt Lin, as a foundation building monk, is from a wealthy family, and she has many ways to talk, she looks like a housemaid, but in fact, she is the most well-informed one among the foundation building monks of Lianyun Peak. So she can say a few words lightly, and I have to take her feelings seriously.

I turned around and walked back to the plank road and walked all the way back to the Qionghua Palace.

Liu Xiaoqin has not yet returned, and "One Record a Day" was left on my desk. Heh, little girl, this is itchy skin, and she wants to be pumped by me with a bamboo slice? Before going to bed tonight, if she doesn't complete the cultivation task I set, I won't be hot next time!

It's been a long time since I've hit a child.

I laughed weirdly, went to the kitchen and picked out some food to deal with dinner casually, and then continued to laugh weirdly, holding the book "Purple Mountain Transmission Danbu Fragment Collection" and continuing to read it at noon.

The Purple Mountain is a sect located in the north. It used to be very powerful, but after several major turmoil, the sect declined, so many sect classics have been circulated. And the most famous part of the Purple Mountain is the Danbu, that is, those parts of the alchemy and the way, which are naturally targeted and snatched up a lot. It's just that those complete pill recipes and alchemy exercises have been blocked by those high-level monks, and all that can be passed down below are fragments of words, which makes the Jindan Zhenren and Zhuji monks below hate it. The book I have in hand is proofread by Xie Daoqing who has spent nearly 50 years collecting a lot of things. That's it, the book is full of incomplete, wrong, and indistinguishable from the fake.

When Master Xie Daoqing lent me this book, his words were that it didn't matter if it was true or false, anyway, at my level, that is, to look at a line of thought.

"Deng, Deng, Deng..."

It's Liu Xiaoqin's little girl who finally knows that she's back!

She quietly poked out a little head, looked at me cautiously, and saw that I was immersed in reading, and then moved in with her feet on her feet.

Quietly sat down at her small desk, picked up the "One Record a Day" that I had thrown away, and read it with a bitter face.

Hehe, let's have fun in the afternoon!

Sure enough, I assessed her once before going to bed, and the cultivation tasks listed today were completed very poorly, and I didn't memorize any of the Protestant runes.

Hehe, don't blame me for that.

Pumping up the bamboo piece, it was in her little ass "pop, pop, pop..." Ten pumps.

It doesn't hurt, her cultivation in the fourth stage of Qi cultivation has already tempered her physical body, and this blow can't hurt her at all.

But shame on you!

After pumping, the little girl blushed like burnt iron, covered her face and ran back to her room, and shrank in.

Throw the bamboo pieces into the porcelain jar in the corner of the wall, arrange the bookshelves, arrange the clothes, wash, make the bed, and then follow the established regulations to do the daily practice before going to bed every day.

Then go to sleep.

As always.

Then when it came to the sub-hour, it was also the second in the middle of the night.

Once again, I entered the illusory space of the golden finger.