Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

Hearing Zhou Mucheng's high-sounding words, Chen Xianhe kept saying yes, exaggerating how stable and prosperous Guang'an Mansion was under the Zhou family's governance.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xianhe's old face collapsed again.

"Oh, what a pity."

"What is Daoyou Chen regretting?"

Zhou Mucheng drank a glass of spirit wine and said calmly.

"It's a pity that in the battle of Zhennanguan fifty years ago, my Chen family killed twelve monks in battle, so that the monks in the family withered."

Who knows, before Chen Xianhe finished speaking, Zhou Mucheng put his wine glass on the table, stared at Chen Xianhe intently, and said: "Your Chen family is a survivor of the Zhennanguan battle?"

"Could it be senior?"

Chen Xianhe looked up at the other party and said in surprise.

Zhou Mucheng nodded, his tone softened a little, and he said in a low voice: "I was a soldier in Zhennanguan back then."

hear this.

Chen Xianhe suddenly stood up, hammered his fist on his chest with his right hand, and saluted the other party, solemnly said: "Chen Xianhe, a soldier of the Zhennan Pass, has met the pawn!"

Hearing this familiar address, Zhou Mucheng couldn't recover for a long time.

The battle that year was really tragic.

As the largest family in Guang'an Prefecture, the Zhou family suffered a great loss in this battle.

As far as Zhou Mucheng knew, the younger brother of Zhou Mubai, the head of the Zhou family, was lost in this battle back then.

One can imagine.

How much the Zhou family hates the Ye family.

Now that he heard that Chen Xianhe was also a sergeant who survived the Battle of Zhennanguan, Zhou Mu would be close to him at all costs.

Chen Daoxuan obviously felt that the sense of estrangement between Zhou Mucheng and Chen's uncle and nephew since he took the seat gradually disappeared.

When he talked to Chen Xianhe, he no longer put on airs high above.

Occasionally, when they talked about some interesting things about the two of them serving in Zhennanguan, they would laugh out loud.

Chen Daoxuan was a little dazed at the moment, he didn't know whether his thirteenth uncle was showing his true feelings or acting.

If this is also acting, then Chen Xianhe's acting skills are terrible.

"Brother Chen,"

Zhou Mucheng waved his hand and said with a blushing face, "I didn't expect the two of us to have such a fate. Since you and I were both sergeants in Zhennanguan, we don't have to beat around the bush when we talk. If you have something to say, please speak up!"

hear this.

Chen Xianhe was ecstatic in his heart.

He cupped his hands and said: "Brother Zhou, to be honest, I do have something to ask for."

Then, Chen Xianhe described the difficulties faced by the Chen family to the other party in detail.

Who knew that Zhou Mucheng's face turned red with anger after hearing what Chen Xianhe said.

"These bastards dare not go to the Izumo battlefield to fight, but dare to rob your Chen family's cargo ship!"

Zhou Mucheng was obviously a little drunk, "Brother Chen, don't worry, if the Mo family doesn't come to this matter, it's fine, if they really dare to intercept and kill you halfway, I will report to Qianyuan Sword Sect, and have his Mo family ransacked and exterminated!"

Zhou Mucheng spoke these words with murderous intent.

Even Chen Daoxuan at the side felt a chill.

Hearing this assurance, Chen Xianhe was overjoyed, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "This matter is all up to Brother Zhou's help."

"It's easy to say, come on, do it!"

"Okay, do it!"

The two drank it down.

After drinking this glass of wine, Chen Xianhe winked at Chen Daoxuan.

Chen Daoxuan understood, and quietly took out a jade box from the storage bag, and smiled at Zhou Siliang who was beside him: "Brother Zhou, you and I hit it off right away, and I bought a little gadget not long ago, please accept it."

"ah?"

Zhou Siliang was at a loss when he heard that his father and Chen Xianhe, who often bribed him, called him brothers and sisters, and was given gifts in public the next second.

"Brother Chen, what do you mean?"

Zhou Mucheng put down his wine glass, scrunched up his face, showing dissatisfaction.

"Brother Zhou, it's a good thing that our two children are willing to get close, isn't it?"

Zhou Siliang looked at his father eagerly, and waited until he nodded, then he couldn't wait to take the jade box.

Seeing his son's hopeless appearance, Zhou Mucheng was slightly dissatisfied.

Fortunately, Zhou Sicheng finally did not open the jade box in public, saving him some face.

For this banquet, the two parties drank for more than two hours before giving up.

During the dinner.

Zhou Mucheng and Chen Xianhe chatted a lot about the past of Zhennanguan, and the two also had a feeling of seeing each other and hating the lateness.

After leaving the table.

Zhou Mucheng and his son were walking on the streets of the central business district in a cloud treading beast vehicle.

Looking at the night sky with bright moon and few stars outside the car, Zhou Siliang couldn't hold back his inner curiosity after all.

Quickly took out the jade box that Chen Daoxuan gave him from the storage bag, and released the restriction on the jade box.

As the jade box was opened, bursts of spiritual light flickered in the car.

"Hey! What a big handwriting!"

Seeing the treasures in the jade box, Zhou Siliang exclaimed immediately.

When Zhou Mucheng heard the sound and looked over, his pupils shrank slightly.

What is contained in this jade box is not a small gift for Zhou Siliang, it is clearly a big gift for Zhou Mucheng!

Inside the jade box.

Ten water spirit beads lay quietly inside, five second-level water spirit beads, and five first-level water spirit beads.

The five first-order water spirit beads are probably a gift for Zhou Siliang, but to Zhou Mucheng, they are of little value.

But the value of five second-order water spirit beads is astonishing.

The last time Chen Daoxuan went to Zhou's Auction House, the starting price for a second-order water spirit bead was a thousand spirit stones.

If these five water spirit beads are brought to the auction house, they can be sold for more than six thousand spirit stones.

Even if Zhou Mucheng could buy it at the family's internal price, it would still cost five thousand spirit stones.

Even for him, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, this gift is not invaluable!

Think for a moment.

Zhou Mucheng knew that in order to give this gift, the Chen family might have pulled out all their family background.

You must know that the profit of a low-grade magical weapon is extremely low, and those special refiners of the Chen family have to work hard to earn so much profit.

Thinking about it this way, he felt better about Chen Xianhe in his heart.

The tribe is united, the patriarch is courageous, and there are excellent juniors like Chen Daoxuan.

Zhou Mucheng had a premonition that if the Chen family could survive this calamity safely, his Chen family would definitely have a place in Guang'an Mansion in the future.

Think about it.

He took out five second-order water spirit beads from the jade box, put them in his storage bag, and said, "These five water spirit beads belong to the father."

Hearing this, Zhou Sicheng's young face suddenly collapsed.

See him like this.

Zhou Mucheng shook his head, threw a storage bag over, and said with a smile: "Okay, here is a thousand spirit stones, can't I buy yours?"

As he spoke, he warned, "You should save some money, you know? Don't just run into the fence all day long."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his son's head lovingly.

"Okay! I see, thank you dad!"

Zhou Sicheng happily accepted a thousand spirit stones and said happily.

He was coping like this on the lips, but he was thinking in his heart that he should find a few of his good brothers tomorrow and have a good time.

Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan returned to the Hongyin Feijian shop.

The two looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and then, the two burst out laughing.

"This matter is done!"

Chen Xianhe didn't expect that he would be so lucky to meet his colleagues from Zhennanguan fifty years ago.

Chen Daoxuan nodded heavily, completely letting go of the boulder that weighed on his heart.

With Zhou Mucheng's help, it's fine if the Mo family doesn't come, if they dare to come, they will die without a place to die!

Laughed for a while.

Chen Xianhe restrained his laughter, and said coldly: "The next step is to let the Mo family get into the situation we have set up."

"I wonder what Uncle Thirteen is going to do?"

"Just listen to me"