Cultivation Begins From The Desert

When Zhou Yang came out of the cave of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan, his expression had completely recovered.

To cultivate from the seventh level of Qi training to the ninth level of Qi training in more than ten years is almost impossible for ordinary monks in the Qi training period with middle-level spiritual roots.

In practice, it is always more and more difficult to break through. After seven levels of Qi training, one level of cultivation can be improved every ten years, which is considered a very good speed of practice for middle-level spiritual root monks.

Just like Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Xuanhao, and his third aunt Zhou Xuanyu, both of them reached the seventh level of Qi training in their thirties, and Zhou Xuanhao only reached the ninth level of Qi training at the age of sixty-three. Zhou Xuanyu progressed a little faster, but he only reached the ninth level of Qi training when he was fifty-eight years old.

Zhou Yang reached the seventh level of Qi training at the age of twenty-two. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely be able to raise his cultivation level to the ninth level of Qi training before the age of fifty. At that time, he still has ten years to plan for the foundation building. thing.

But since the old patriarch Zhou Minghan has clearly stated that he will help him solve the problem of the "Building Foundation Pill", he must fight, otherwise, with the current situation of the Zhou family, it is absolutely impossible to buy two "Building Pills" in a short time. Kedan" spirit stone.

Zhou Yang didn't want what happened to his third aunt Zhou Xuanyu to repeat itself.

"Originally, I wanted to concentrate on improving the weapon refining technique after breaking through to the seventh level of Qi training, but now it seems that in order to reach the ninth level of Qi training as soon as possible, I can only put aside the weapon refining technique for the time being."

For a cultivator, the most fundamental and important thing is to improve his cultivation level, and learning skills such as refining weapons and alchemy should also serve this matter.

When there is a conflict between improving the realm of cultivation and improving the art of refining, Zhou Yang will naturally abandon the improvement of the art of refining without hesitation and concentrate on improving his cultivation.

If one neglects one's cultivation in order to improve one's weapon refining technique, it would be putting the cart before the horse, and it would be too late to regret in the future.

With a decision in his heart, he immediately returned to the cave where he had retreated before and continued to practice.

In order for him to raise his cultivation level to the ninth level of Qi training within ten years, the old patriarch has temporarily allocated this cave to him for use, and in the next ten years, there will not be any Family tasks were assigned to him.

His only task now is to practice, practice, and practice again, and make every effort to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training as soon as possible.

And when Zhou Yang was concentrating on cultivating behind closed doors, the late-stage Qi training monks sent by the Zhou family to garrison everywhere also returned to the family one after another in the name of paying homage to the family elder Zhou Qian.

Among the monks who returned, Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Xuanhao, and mother, Lin Yuting, were naturally included.

"Father, mother, when did you come back? Why didn't you tell the baby earlier? Do you know how much the baby misses you!"

When Zhou Yang received a voice transmission notification from the old patriarch Zhou Minghan a few months later, informing him to go down the mountain to discuss matters in the family ancestral hall, when he came to the ancestral hall, he saw his parents standing with a group of elders at a glance. Then for a moment, his eyes turned red.

"Mother also misses you, Yang'er!"

Zhou's mother also came out with red eyes, and hugged her son whom she hadn't seen in seven or eight years.

"Mother's Yang'er has grown taller. When Mother left, you were only as tall as Mother's shoulders. Now you are a head taller than Mother, and you are even more handsome!"

The woman hugged her son's shoulders, stretched out her jade hands lovingly to caress Zhou Yangguang's jade-like handsome face, her eyes were full of joy.

"Okay, okay, in the ancestral hall, you two should pay attention, and when the business is done, let you two talk about it in private."

As a man, Zhou's father was more tolerant. At this time, seeing his wife and son reunited after a long absence, they hugged each other and wept together. He felt warm, but he was afraid of causing gossip from other clansmen, so he couldn't help scolding in a low voice, reminding them Pay attention to the occasion.

It never occurred to him that Zhou Yang and Zhou's mother had not had time to separate as soon as he finished his words. Zhou Xuanyu, who was watching this scene with jealousy, sarcastically said:

"Elder sister-in-law and Yanger's mother haven't seen each other for eight years, so what's the point of talking about yourself when they meet? Big brother, you can just talk about it in front of those younger generations. Who of us here today is not in his 70s or 80s? Who doesn't have a wife and children? How can they not understand what it's like?"

"You said that it's fine if you don't go to see Yang'er in the cave on the top of the mountain, and you insist on dragging your sister-in-law. Is there anyone like you who is a father? Is there anyone like you who is a husband?"

Everyone in the older generation of the Zhou family knew that Zhou Xuanhao and Zhou Xuanyu had been a little off-kilter since they were young.

Both of them are middle-grade spiritual root qualifications, one is a few years older in age, and always considers himself the boss, and the other is the granddaughter of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan, who has been doted on by the elders since she was a child, spoiled and spoiled, and her cultivation level is a head higher , I don't buy this big brother's account at all.

When they were young, the two didn't see eye to eye, and they fought openly and secretly in the family. It was later that when they got older, they separated the two places for a long time because of family tasks, and the relationship gradually eased.

But as long as there is an opportunity, Zhou Xuanyu will still seize the opportunity to mock the big brother Zhou Xuanyu with words.

No way, who told women to hold grudges more than men!

At this moment, hearing Zhou Xuanyu mocking Zhou Xuanhao, the big brother, the monks of the "Xuan" generation in the ancestral hall suddenly looked weird. You looked at me, I looked at you, and they all turned their heads aside. Neither speak.

And the monks of the "light" generation like Zhou Quan and Zhou Yun have long been familiar with it. Not only did no one want to speak out to control these two people, but they watched this scene with a smile. They winked at each other for a while, as if wishing they could fight.

The elders knew about these past events, but Zhou Yang didn't know anything about them.

When he saw the third aunt come out to help him talk to his mother, he was moved and afraid of causing misunderstanding.

Because he knew that if his father didn't look at him, it was definitely not that he didn't care about himself. On the contrary, it was because his father cared so much about him that he didn't want to disturb his practice and delay his path.

So he quickly broke away from his mother's arms, looked anxiously at his third aunt Zhou Xuanyu and explained to his father: "Third aunt, you have misunderstood my father. Father and mother didn't want to visit me, but they didn't want to disturb my nephew's cultivation. My son is indeed a little rude, and I ask the elders to forgive me."

Seeing his anxious appearance, everyone who knew the inside story suppressed a smile, including his mother Lin Yuting.

But Zhou Xuanyu rolled his eyes, and hummed angrily: "Hmph, Xiaojiu, you are such an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. As soon as this father and mother come back, they will immediately forget what Third Aunt has done to you." Well, it really wasn’t my own, it’s just a layer of relationship missing!”

"Pfft!"

When Zhou's mother heard this, she couldn't help laughing out of tears.

Then she looked at her son with a blank face, and lightly poked Zhou Yang's forehead with her jade finger and said with a smile: "Well, Yang'er, your third aunt is jealous, I see, today is just the elder of the family They are all here, or you can just recognize your third aunt as a foster mother, lest she always overturn the jar of vinegar and splash your father with sores!"

"The old man sees that this matter is feasible, I don't know what you think about it, Xiaojiu?"

The old patriarch Zhou Minghan, who had never said a word, his eyes lit up at this moment, and he couldn't help but agree with Zhou's mother Lin Yuting's proposal.

On the other side, Zhou Xuanyu, who was said to be jealous by Zhou's mother and had an unhappy expression, now also had a gleam of joy in her eyes, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Yang nervously without blinking. This expression had completely betrayed her thoughts.

"If you have no objection, Yang'er, I don't object to it as a father."

The same Zhou Xuanhao who had never said a word, now also stared at Zhou Yang and expressed his opinion.

Both parents agreed, and the old patriarch spoke up again, and the third aunt really loved him since she was a child. After thinking about it, Zhou Yang immediately walked up to Zhou Xuanyu, knelt down on his knees, respectfully kowtowed three times and said : "Baby Zhou Yang, I have met my foster mother."

Originally, at this time, I would also like to meet Zhou Xuanyu's husband, third uncle Wu Tao, who was called "foster father".

However, Wu Tao, as the son-in-law of the Zhou family, cannot be compared with the Zhou family in terms of trust. The Chiyan iron vein is a top secret in the Zhou family. The old patriarch Zhou Minghan has already made strict orders. Disclose the news to the outside world.

So at the moment, Wu Tao and other relatives of the Zhou family are all outside to replace Zhou Xuanhao and other members of the Zhou family who have been transferred to the family.

"Good boy, good boy, get up, get up!"

The nervousness on Zhou Xuanyu's face disappeared, and with a smile like a flower, he quickly reached out to help Zhou Yang up, his beautiful eyes were full of joy.

"Congratulations to the third sister (sister) on the birth of an adopted son!"

A group of Zhou family monks of the "Xuan" generation who used to watch their noses and noses, and their noses and hearts, now laughed and congratulated each other as if they had just woken up from a dream.

And those old people of the "Guang" generation who winked and laughed, also laughed at this moment and sent their blessings: "Hahaha, Sanya has been thinking about having a son for so many years, and today she finally got her wish." Yes, it is indeed worthy of congratulations, it is worthy of congratulations!"

Hearing the congratulations from these elders and fellow clansmen, the smile on Zhou Xuanyu's pretty face suddenly became wider. She also grabbed Zhou Yang's arm without hesitation, pulled him into her arms, and hugged him fiercely. With a big smile on his face, he said: "Whatever you say, I just like Yang'er. I have liked this child's calm personality since I was a child, and I like this child's intelligence. This is what a good man in my Zhou family should look like." .”

Zhou Yang was held in Zhou Xuanyu's arms with a dazed look on his face. He stared at the smiling mother Lin Yuting with wide eyes, feeling as if he had been betrayed by his mother.

Sure enough, in the next second, he saw his mother squinting her beautiful eyes, smiling at the adoptive mother he had just recognized and saying: "Master accepts apprentices with the gift of apprenticeship, since sister Yu accepts Yang'er as a foster son, this We must have presents, right? Our family Yang'er is not short of pills and spirit stones, so I think sister Yu can just send some talismans that she made herself."

"Okay, Lin Yuting, let me tell you why you are so kind all of a sudden, and you are willing to give me a share of your precious son. I dare you to think about those treasures in my hand!" Zhou Xuanyu raised her eyebrows and stared bitterly in dissatisfaction. Mother Zhou glanced at her and seemed a little angry.

But when she turned her head to look at the embarrassed Zhou Yangzhi in her arms, she giggled and said, "Giggle, it's still Yang'er who knows how to love her step-mother, unlike your heartless mother, who just wants to take pictures of you for a few photos." A magic talisman, even a good sister who has plotted against me for many years!"

Having said that, she stretched out her hand to pat the storage bag without any ambiguity, took out a stack of gleaming charms and stuffed them into Zhou Yang's hand.

"Good boy, here, these talismans are all the handicrafts of my stepmother over the years. You use them first, and if you use them up later, you can ask your stepmother for them. If your stepmother doesn't have anything else, these talismans drawn by yourself are still not good. Short!"

Hands-on work?

Will all the talismans for practice work be second-tier top-grade?

Zhou Yang looked at the thick stack of talismans in his hand, feeling warm and indescribably moved.

He knew that every talisman in it was the work of his adoptive mother, Zhou Xuanyu, who devoted a lot of painstaking efforts.

Even if Zhou Xuanyu himself was a second-tier high-grade talisman maker, there would definitely not be too many of these second-level top-grade talismans in his hands, but now he gave him a thick pile of them all at once, which shows how much he loves him.

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