Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

The five Taoists also fell into deep thought.

Fairy Yuxiang was the first to break the silence and said: "My Heizi has the best spiritual roots. Even if he does not have this high-level true spirit blood, his path development will not be too bad. I will give this high-level true spirit blood to other children." Bar."

Henry Zhang was stunned.

He didn't expect Fairy Yuxiang to offer to quit.

He looked at Heizi held in Fairy Yuxiang's hand again.

Heizi squinted his eyes, still looking sinister.

"Alas..." Henry Zhang sighed.

Fairy Yuxiang is devoted to alchemy and has a pure heart.

How could such a child with the face of a villain be born?

However, the face of this big villain is right outside, and people can tell at a glance that he is not a good person.

Henry Zhang smiled bitterly and said: "Other families all focus their resources on elite children. I have never heard of cutting off their resources because of their talent. Besides, Heizi has such an unpleasant face. If he is strong, If you don't be stronger, you will be beaten to death."

Speaking of Henry Zhang, Henry Zhang's finger also poked the sunspot with frowning eyebrows.

Heizi glanced at the old father and knew that he must not have said anything good about him just now. He raised his head suddenly and bit Henry Zhang's finger.

After biting it, he was trembling all over, his face was red, and he refused to spit it out.

Fairy Yuxiang coaxed from the side: "Heizi, be good, your father is a good man, please tell me."

Once he heard that his father was a good man, Heizi relaxed his mouth in confusion and released Henry Zhang's fingers.

When everyone heard Henry Zhang's words, they knew that their husband was a black man who would never give up the best spiritual roots.

The child who gave up was probably chosen from among several others.

Bu Yueling said: "I gave birth to twins, which disrupted my husband's plan. So, Tieniu and Xiuxiu can just choose one of them to smelt the blood of the high-level true spirit."

Henry Zhang looked at Tieniu, his eyes were like those of an ox, and he looked at his old father honestly.

Xiuxiu had a delicate face, blinked her eyes, and looked at Henry Zhang.

The two children looked at him and almost melted his heart.

"Alas..." Henry Zhang shook his head again.

Wei Ruyan hugged Mengmeng and said: "Mengmeng has a middle-grade spiritual root of water and fire. The upper limit of her cultivation level is not high, and she is still a girl. She cannot stay in the family and serve. It is better to give the blood of high-level true spirits to other children. Bar."

Henry Zhang looked at Mengmeng.

Mengmeng smiled at her old father.

Seeing Mengmeng's smile, Henry Zhang shook his head again.

At this time, Xue Ji came up with Hu Zi in her arms and said, "Why don't we stop using Hu Zi? He is so strong. I feel that he may be able to awaken some kind of acquired power holy body in the future."

Henry Zhang looked at Hu Zi.

Hu Zi is indeed strong and likes to be shirtless.

The chest muscles can be seen when he is less than one year old, and a few chest hairs have grown slightly in the past two days. He is a strong baby.

Henry Zhang still couldn't bear to see his tiger.

Now, among the five Taoists, only Tie Xinlan was in the corner, holding her wooden stick, her head lowered and silent.

In fact, Tie Xinlan knew that the most important thing to give up was her own wooden stick.

The wooden stick is originally a low-grade five-element miscellaneous spiritual root. Even if he awakens some kind of holy body, his path will probably not be too long in the future.

After all, the qualifications are there.

However, Tie Xinlan could not speak.

Mu Guan'er originally had the lowest qualifications.

And since she neither knew how to make alchemy nor had much cultivation talent, she was destined not to be able to provide Mu Guan'er with much cultivation resources in the future.

If the wooden stick can awaken some kind of holy body, then the path will be much smoother in the future.

As a mother, she can still rest in peace even if she is under great pressure.

Moreover, Tie Xinlan grew up as a small family, and she could not be as selfless as the others in terms of vision and mind.

She just wants her stick to be good.

At this time, Henry Zhang looked at Tie Xinlan in the corner and the wooden stick in Tie Xinlan's hand.

Tie Xinlan's heart trembled, as if she had been electrocuted by something.

Henry Zhang looked at the wooden stick and sighed again.

These six children had flesh on their palms and backs, and he couldn't bear to give up any of them.

However, from a rational point of view.

The most important thing to give up is the wooden stick.

However, Mu Guan'er's mother's family is poor and weak, and now she has low-grade Five Elements Miscellaneous Spiritual Roots.

If his father did not provide enough resources, then Mu Guan'er's future path would definitely be bleak compared to other children.

Another point is that among these children, he feels that Sticky is the one who looks most like him.

The same low-grade five elements and mixed spiritual roots.

The same dull appearance is actually fragile and sensitive inside.

He originally lost his parents when he was a child.

Thanks to the uncles and uncles in the neighborhood, I am alive and well.

On weekdays, it looks like a wooden stick.

After farming, sometimes I would look up at the sky, which would cover most of the sky.

He found that Mu Guan'er was like this too. He didn't cry or fuss on weekdays, but just looked at the sky blankly for most of the day.

Fortunately, I have a mother like Tie Xinlan.

On weekdays, Tie Xinlan always takes the initiative to talk to Mu Guan'er and teach Mu Guan'er how to recognize things.

Mu Guan'er still looks like Mu Mu, but he is only close to Tie Xinlan.

Only when Tie Xinlan held him, Mu Guan'er was the most relaxed.

Even with himself, Henry Zhang felt that there was a layer of separation.

"Alas..." Henry Zhang sighed again, "Let's talk about this later."

Several Taoist monks dispersed.

On this day, three friends, Xu Luobai, Qin Xiao, and Wang Zijun, invited him to have a drink together.

Since arriving at the Holy Land, the group had not gathered for decades.

Zhang Xuan was feeling depressed.

So he went to the Dao Shizhen Building.

As soon as he saw Zhang Xuan coming, Xu Luobai came out with a rosy face and said:

"Master Zhang, you are so hard to invite. I have invited you so many times, and you just came..."

Zhang Xuan clasped his fists and greeted his friends one by one.

Since the journey to the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the four of them have had quite a few friendships.

But at that time, the four of them were only at the Jindan level, less than 30 years old.

Now they are all Yuanying old monsters, and they are also over 100 years old.

Time really flies like water, and the years pass by like a shuttle.

Of course, the one who has developed the best among the group is naturally Zhang Xuan.

He holds a second-rank official position, and has a large house in the core area of ​​the fourth-level spiritual vein.

Not to mention Zhang Xuan's current peak Yuanying level.

The other three, except Wang Zijun who is in the middle stage of Yuanying, Xu Luobai and Qin Xiao are only in the early stage of Yuanying.

Wang Zijun has served in the Western Expedition Army for many years and has made many military achievements. Now he is only a middle third-rank position, which is far from Zhang Xuan's upper second-rank position.

Zhang Xuan saw these young friends and bowed slightly, saying, "Please don't call me adults, you want to embarrass me."

Xu Luobai laughed, patted Zhang Xuan on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm joking with you. Look at you, why are you so ignorant of humor? Boring, boring."