Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

Wan Xinghai.

The turbulent waves beat on the shore rocks of an island, startling the seabirds fishing on the reefs flapping their wings.

This is an island shaped like a pair of gourds leaning together. There are two freshwater lakes, one large and one small, on the island, so it is also called Shuanghu Island.

In addition to the two freshwater lakes, there are vast plains and jungles on Shuanghu Island, as well as a majestic and continuous mountain range - the Red Copper Mountain Range.

"The third level of Qi Refining has finally broken through!"

In a cave in the Red Copper Mountain Range, a young monk wearing a blue robe, with a bun on his head, a face like a jade crown, and eyes like stars opened his eyes and said excitedly.

In front of the young monk, a three-inch-long spiritual eye was emitting spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Chen Daoxuan couldn't care less about being excited, and hastily used a stone plate engraved with array patterns, and carefully sealed the spiritual eyes that were emitting spiritual energy.

Seeing that the spirit eyes no longer emitted spirit energy, Chen Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This spiritual eye is the last spiritual eye of the Chen family, supporting the cultivation of the only two monks in the Chen family.

Once the spiritual eyes are exhausted, Chen Daoxuan and his thirteenth uncle Chen Xianhe can only refine the free spiritual energy in the air.

At that time, their practice will inevitably be hindered and it will be difficult for them to make progress.

After tidying up, Chen Daoxuan stood up and walked out of the cave.

Just out of the cave.

A graceful servant girl trotted over dripping with sweat, and called softly: "Young Master, the Patriarch, please come over."

After finishing speaking, the servant girl looked at Chen Daoxuan with a look of awe on her pretty face.

"Understood, you go down first."

"yes."

After the maid left, Chen Daoxuan used the Wind Control Technique and flew towards another mountain in the Red Copper Mountain Range.

Chen Daoxuan is sixteen years old this year. It has been sixteen years since he came to this strange world.

In his previous life, Chen Daoxuan was a mechanical engineer in Huaguo on Earth. Because of a production accident, he died and was reborn in this world.

Because of the memories of his previous life, Chen Daoxuan was really excited for a long time when he learned that this world was the world of cultivating immortals in the novels and movies of his previous life.

However, this passion was quickly wiped out under the whip of reality.

In Chen Daoxuan's view, the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals far exceeds that of the civilized society in his previous life.

This kind of cruelty is not only reflected in the beatings and killings, but also in the absolute monopoly of the major forces on the cultivation resources.

In this world, the Zongmen and the immortal cultivators control almost all the cultivation resources.

Small families and casual cultivators can only get a little leftovers that sects and immortal cultivators look down on.

For example, the Chen family on Shuanghu Island, where Chen Daoxuan lives, is a typical family of minor cultivators.

In the heyday of the Chen family, there were thirteen Qi-refining monks.

Although there is no spiritual vein, there are still seven spiritual eyes for monks to practice.

Not to mention that the Chen family also occupies a miniature Tier 1 spiritual mine - Red Copper Mine.

Between thoughts.

A hill full of green pines soon appeared in front of Chen Daoxuan.

This is the cave residence of Chen Xianhe, another monk of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island.

As one of the only two surviving monks of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island, Chen Xianhe's cultivation base is much higher than that of Chen Daoxuan, and he is already a monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"Uncle Thirteen!"

Outside the cave, Chen Daoxuan shouted respectfully.

"come in."

Inside the cave, a slightly old voice came out.

Chen Daoxuan walked into the cave in response to the sound, and saw an old man wearing a gray-white robe, with his head tied in a bun, sitting on a jade bed with a childlike face, staring at him fixedly.

This old man is Chen Daoxuan's uncle, the current patriarch of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island, Chen Xianhe.

"Uncle Thirteen, are you looking for me?"

Unexpectedly, when the old man saw Chen Daoxuan, surprise flashed in his eyes, then he quickly stood up from the jade bed, walked in front of Chen Daoxuan, and said excitedly: "Daoxuan, your cultivation level"

"Just broke through the third layer of Qi refining."

Chen Daoxuan nodded.

Talking about the cultivation base that has just broken through, Chen Daoxuan's face is also full of joy.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Chen Xianhe said three good words in a row, and then said, "I never thought that you started practicing at the age of six, and in just ten years, you have broken through the acquired stage, the innate stage, and reached the third level of Qi refining. God has really blessed my Chen family!"

Speaking of this, Chen Xianhe's face became gloomy again, "It's a pity that my Chen family is in decline. If the clan brothers are still there, they will buy you a Tongmai Pill no matter what, so that you won't waste five years in the mortal realm .”

In this world, whether it is a mortal without a spiritual root, or a seed of immortality with a spiritual root, all must experience the cultivation of the mortal realm.

That is, the two realms of acquired and innate in Chen Xianhe's mouth.

For mortals, the innate ninth level in the mortal realm is the end of their life. Without spiritual roots, mortals will never be able to refine spiritual energy and step into the immortal path.

For monks, the greatest significance of Mortal Realm is just to nourish the body and penetrate the meridians of the whole body, so as to lay a solid foundation for refining spiritual energy in the next Qi refining period.

Chen Daoxuan practiced at the age of six, and did not break through to the first level of Qi refining until he was eleven.

After five years of practice, he was promoted to the third level of Qi Refining, and it took an average of two and a half years to advance to the first level of cultivation.

To be honest, this kind of cultivation speed is nothing in the Zongmen and the Great Immortal Clan, but it is commendable in a small family like the Chen family on Shuanghu Island.

After all, compared with the great cultivators, the cultivation resources of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island are extremely scarce, even compared with casual cultivators, they are not much better.

In the cave.

Chen Daoxuan saw that his clan uncle Chen Xianhe had a look of shame on his face, and he quickly comforted him, "Why did Uncle Thirteen say that? If you hadn't saved Daoxuan from the monster riot in Changping County ten years ago, Daoxuan would have gone to hell a long time ago. How can there be today."

Hearing what Chen Daoxuan said, Chen Xianhe seemed to recall the warm time when Chen Daoxuan was rescued and brought him by his side to teach, and a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that Uncle Thirteen's face turned better, Chen Daoxuan hurriedly changed the subject and said with a smile, "Uncle Thirteen, you came to me because of the red copper mine, right?"

"Um."

Seeing Chen Daoxuan talking about business, the expression on Chen Xianhe's face also became serious, "Although the red copper mine is a miniature mineral vein, our Chen family can gain a foothold on Shuanghu Island, thanks to this spiritual mine.

It is a pity that after three hundred years of mining, the output of red copper ore has been declining year after year. From the peak annual output of more than one hundred catties of red copper ore, to now the annual output is less than five catties.

I estimated that this spirit mine should be exhausted. "

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help feeling heavy.

The Chen family on Shuanghu Island has no spiritual veins, and the only spiritual resource they can sell is this spiritual mine.

It's a pity that no matter how carefully it is mined, the Red Copper Mine is only a miniature spiritual mine. It can be mined for three hundred years, which is the result of repeated savings by the Chen family on Shuanghu Island.

Seeing that Chen Daoxuan didn't speak, Chen Xianhe continued: "Since the red copper veins are about to be exhausted, it is better to mine with all our strength instead of careful and frugal mining!"

"Uncle Thirteen, this"

Chen Daoxuan was shocked when he heard this.

After all, the red copper mine is the lifeblood of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island. Violent mining means that the Chen family has to give up this lifeline. For a family cultivating immortals, it is undoubtedly a prodigal act.

But the clever Chen Daoxuan knew in his heart that the biggest reason why Uncle Thirteen did this was to provide him with the resources to learn how to refine weapons.

Looking at Thirteenth Uncle Chen Xianhe's firm eyes, the corners of Chen Daoxuan's mouth twitched, and the words of refusal came to his lips, but turned into: "My nephew respectfully obeys Thirteenth Uncle's orders."

The two discussed the details of mining the red copper mine for a while, and Chen Daoxuan bowed and left.

It wasn't until we reached the gate of the cave that Chen Xianhe's voice came from behind Chen Daoxuan: "Daoxuan, since you have been promoted to the third level of Qi refining, the family's spiritual eyes may not be enough to support you and me in our cultivation. Just let it be for your own use!"

These words, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, exploded in Chen Daoxuan's heart, directly making him stop in his tracks.

Chen Daoxuan turned around, looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the jade bed with red eyes, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed to him.

"go Go!"

Chen Xianhe waved his sleeves with a gratified smile on his face.