Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

Qinghe County, in the elegant hall on the second floor of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, Lin Sheng looked at the gray sand on the ground with a thoughtful look on his face.

‘Twenty Low Grade Spiritual Stones can only give me a little bit of magic power. If I want to reach the fifth level of Qi Refining, I will probably need thousands of Spiritual Stones. ’

'Unfortunately, most of the spiritual energy has dissipated, and the utilization rate is too low. Using spiritual stones to practice is ultimately not worth the gain, so it can no longer be wasted casually. ’

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng took out the formation disk, and the golden light that shrouded the Spirit Medicine Pavilion for seven days finally dissipated, and the mortals in the city also lost a viewing spot.

The policeman who blocked the road to collect the viewing fee cursed and pulled down the blockade. Naturally, he did not dare to direct the obscene words in his mouth at the Immortal Master, so the common people had to bear it.

"Fifth brother, the young man who was wandering outside the door a few days ago is here again." Outside the elegant hall, the maid knocked on the door.

"Come again?" Lin Sheng was suspicious, walked to the window and looked downstairs.

I saw a short-haired boy wearing linen clothes walking back and forth in front of the door, with a tangled look on his delicate face, and his eyes glanced at the closed door from time to time.

The Qi Refining level's aura fluctuations were vaguely visible on the young man's body. It was obvious that he was just a rookie who had just stepped into the Immortal Cultivation World.

"It's interesting. Invite him into the store." Lin Sheng ordered. Youdao opened a store to welcome customers from all over the world. There is no reason why he wouldn't do business when he comes to the store, even if he is just a kid on the first floor of Qi Refining.

The maid opened the store door and was about to speak when she saw the boy running out like a frightened rabbit.

The maid hurriedly chased him into the street, only to find that the boy had disappeared in a flash. In desperation, he raised his head and looked at the second floor window: "Fifth brother, he ran away in fear."

"I saw it." Lin Sheng's face was dark. He didn't expect to scare away the customers and earn a few less spiritual stones.

But then he thought about it and realized that there was nothing for sale in the store, and Lin Sheng immediately felt much better.

He took out a storage bag and threw it at the maid from the window: "This storage bag is for you, and the spiritual stones in it are for Lin Yan."

The maid took the storage bag with joy on her face: "Thank you, Fifth Brother, you are so kind."

‘Of course, a storage bag with one cubic meter of space can sell at least five Low Grade spiritual stones. After all, I can’t be a master of evil painting. ’ Lin Sheng shook his head and sighed, leaving the window.

Half a month has passed and the carrier pigeon still has not flown back. This makes Lin Sheng worried. Normally, the carrier pigeon should fly back within a week. How could it take so long?

Thinking of the Independent Cultivator who spent hundreds of spirit stones seven days ago, Lin Sheng felt as if a shadow was hanging over his heart. Until now, he didn't dare to leave the Spirit Medicine Pavilion. In the past half a month, he had to burn incense at the unknown temple of Monk Zhifou, but now he was delayed.

The spiritual stones could no longer be wasted. Lin Sheng suddenly felt that there was nothing to do. He couldn't help but think of refining elixirs, and he felt a little anxious in his heart.

‘It’s a waste to use spiritual stones for cultivation, but it’s not a waste to use them for alchemy, right? ’

It's just that now there is no alchemy material, otherwise Lin Sheng would have started it long ago.

‘I don’t know when those traveling businessmen will come again. ’

Speaking of travel merchants, we have to mention the market economy of the entire Immortal Cultivation World.

Immortal Cultivation World is open to everyone's business in Xiuxianfang City, which is generally controlled by families or sects.

Those who do business for some people are black markets, usually short-lived trading places organized by a certain monk or a group of monks.

Finally, there are the traveling merchants who circulate in the major Immortal Cultivation Worlds. Their sources of purchase are the caravans of major families or sects.

When they're selling wares, they're traveling merchants, and when they're carrying knives, they're Rogue Cultivators. However, these people also have their own rules. As a traveling merchant, they will never do anything like Rogue Cultivator. This is called doing what they do and loving what they do.

The messenger pigeon did not fly back, and the group of traveling traders was nowhere to be seen. Lin Sheng couldn't help but worry that his caravan would not be robbed, right?

While Lin Sheng was thinking wildly, he suddenly noticed fluctuations in the formation, and subconsciously used the Yin Thunder Talisman, causing bursts of thunder.

"No, no, no, no, it's me, fifth brother, Lin Xiaojie." A panicked voice came from outside the house.

"How to prove it?" Lin Sheng smiled, but did not put away the Yin Lei Talisman.

"I am now slowly pushing the door open with my hands. Fifth Brother, please take a closer look at my face."

The door was slowly pushed open, and a handsome young man stood outside the door, but the young man's face was full of panic at this time.

‘The Lin family members are not very qualified, but each one is more handsome than the other. ’

Lin Sheng thought to himself and put away the Yin Lei Talisman: "Why are you the only one?"

"Uncle Six is ​​at Aunt Lin's place. I ran over here first. Brother Five, you have made a breakthrough." Lin Xiaojie's face was full of surprise and he circled around Lin Sheng.

"You're not bad, have you reached the third level of Qi Refining?" Lin Sheng smiled, took out a Low Grade spirit stone and threw it to Lin Xiaojie.

"Fifth brother, you are the best to me. Don't worry. If you and second brother compete for the head of the family in the future, I will definitely support you." Lin Xiaojie happily took the spirit stone.

"Get out of here and I'll use you to push me forward?" Lin Sheng's face darkened.

Lin Xiaojie scratched his head and showed a simple and honest smile. Lin Xiaojie's original surname was Fang. His father died early and he changed his surname to Lin after his mother's surname. He was barely a direct descendant. There were several people in the same situation as him.

Lin Xiaojie's mother is Lin Sheng's sister-in-law, an ordinary woman without Spirit Root. He also has two brothers named Fang, who are also ordinary people.

Currently, the only direct lineage of the Lin family's immortal cultivators are Lin Sheng's third uncle, Lin Conglong, sixth uncle Lin Xingzheng, seventh uncle Lin Feitai, and third aunt Lin Baiqiu.

Others either died young or were ordinary people, some died of old age, and some are still alive, not only alive, but also gave birth to a bunch of ordinary people.

If calculated based on the entire family, the Lin family is undoubtedly prosperous, but in terms of a family that cultivates immortality, the Lin family can be said to be thin.

"Fifth Brother, let me tell you a secret. Do you know why it was Uncle Six who went out this time?" Lin Xiaojie whispered.

"Why?" After saying this, Lin Sheng was also a little puzzled. In the past, it was the seventh uncle's business to go out for a walk, and the sixth uncle Qi Refining Late Stage's ninth-level cultivation was always guarding the clan.

"Because we are going to marry the Xiao family!" Lin Xiaojie showed a mean expression; "The Xiao family found a Rank One Spirit Vein and was afraid that it would not be able to hold it, so they came to our Lin family."

Lin Sheng was shocked when he heard this, and had a bad premonition in his heart: "Don't tell me that Uncle Six is ​​here to capture me and bring me back for marriage?"

Lin Xiaojie's smile faltered, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Five, what are you thinking about? It is Uncle Seven who is getting married."

"Oh, that's good." Lin Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it's not him, anyone can get married. This is already an old tradition of the Lin family. His fourth sister, Lin Yulin, worked for a 150-year-old Foundation Building overhaul. Got a concubine.

"Fifth brother, you don't even know that Granny Xiao is over fifty years old, and Seventh Uncle still wants to marry her..."

Lin Sheng interrupted Lin Xiaojie's eloquent words with a wave of his hand: "I don't care about these things, and you don't want to talk about it. I just want to know if you received the messenger pigeon I sent?"

"I got it. It was delayed because of the marriage. Later I received your carrier pigeon. Uncle Six took us directly to Blackstone City to make a teleportation formation. It cost twelve Low Grade Spirit Stones."

"I don't even know what to say. My store's annual income is only a few dozen Low Grade spiritual stones." Lin Sheng was slightly speechless.

"That's different. Uncle Six is ​​worried about your safety. How can any Independent Cultivator come up with so much money at once and still be in such a ghost place?"

"Yes, Xiaojie is right." A middle-aged man with a dignified and resolute appearance suddenly walked into the room. It was Lin Xingzheng, the sixth eldest son of the Lin family.

Lin Sheng seemed to have known about Lin Shengzheng's arrival for a long time and was not surprised at all, but Lin Xiaojie was frightened: "Uncle Liu, when did you arrive? Did you hear what I said before?"

"Exactly every word." Lin Xingzheng smiled slightly.

"Can you not tell Uncle Qi?" Lin Xiaojie sounded a little unsure.

"No." Lin Xingzheng refused decisively, and then looked at Lin Sheng with admiration: "Xiaowu, did you know I'm here?"

‘Such a big spiritual energy ball appears in the formation, and I’m not blind or deaf. ’

Lin Sheng cursed endlessly, but with a faint smile on his face: "I just noticed it by luck." It was quite an understatement.

Lin Xingzheng nodded with satisfaction: "Now that you are in the middle stage of Qi Refining, please follow me back to the clan to practice this time."

Lin Sheng was about to agree when he suddenly thought of what Lin Xiaojie had just said about the marriage, which was all caused by Rank One Spirit Vein.

Rank One Spirit Vein is needed for Qi Refining Stage monks to practice. Every time it appears, it will provoke some wars in the Qi Refining family.

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng was slightly frightened. The Lin family might be in a whirlpool at this time, and he had to think of a reason to refuse temporarily: "If I go back, who will take care of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion?"

Lin Xingzheng heard this and looked at Lin Xiaojie who was dejected.

"Me?" Lin Xiaojie pointed at himself and immediately showed excitement. If he stayed in the store, wouldn't he have to face Uncle Qi?

Lin Sheng shook his head: "Xiaojie has never been exposed to business. I will take him for a while and teach him."

Lin Xing looked thoughtful, and nodded after a moment: "Okay, the situation in the clan is uncertain at the moment, so you can come back after a few days when things have stabilized."

Hearing this, Lin Sheng felt a sense of shame in his heart, which disappeared in the next second.

‘Save the land and lose the people, and everyone and the land will be lost. Save the people and lose the land, and everyone and the land will survive. Only when you are alive can you have a family! ’

"Uncle Six, don't worry. No matter what happens to the Lin family, I'm still there." Lin Sheng looked solemn.

"Haha, okay!" Lin Xingzheng smiled heartily and took out two red and white storage bags from his arms; "The white storage bag is to supplement the elixir talisman in the store, and the red storage bag is the cultivation resource given to you by the clan."

Under Lin Xiaojie's envious gaze, Lin Sheng took the storage bag: "Uncle Six, I want to go back with you, will you not give me this red storage bag?"

"Of course not, what's yours is yours." Lin Xingzheng smiled; "But you can't line your own pockets with the store's income."

"How could it be? The store's income is all here. Uncle Six, please take a look." Lin Sheng took out the storage bag and handed it to Lin Xingzheng without changing his expression.

There are exactly one hundred Low Grade Spirit Stones in the storage bag. According to the real assets, the Spirit Medicine Pavilion should have one hundred and fifty-three Low Grade Spirit Stones, but some were consumed during the period. Rounding up to zero, there is only one left. One hundred.

Lin Xingzheng took the storage bag and put it in his arms without opening it for inspection.

Another trace of shame arose in Lin Sheng's heart, but it immediately disappeared as soon as he took a breath.

‘What’s wrong with the extra spiritual stones I earned through my own abilities and put them in my own pocket? ’