Cultivation Begins From The Desert

Zhou Minghan has great expectations for Zhou Yang.

The Yuquan Zhou family, from the founder of the family, Zhou Yuquan, has always had monks in the foundation period to sit in the town, which is why it has grown to its current scale in just over two hundred years.

But up to now, the Yuquan Zhou family seems to have run out of luck. Since Zhou Minghan, no new foundation-building monks have been born for hundreds of years.

This is dangerous.

For a family cultivating immortals, what they fear most is the sudden cessation of generations of high-ranking monks.

Once they lose the protection of the foundation-building monks, the Zhou family may not be able to defend the ancestral land of Yuquan Lake Oasis and Yuquan Peak, let alone continue to develop and expand the family.

Therefore, under Zhou Minghan's secret instruction, the development of the Zhou family has actually stopped secretly in recent years, fearing that if it continues to expand, it will cause others to spy on it, which will cause the Zhou family to be wiped out after his fall.

However, this is not a permanent solution after all. The best way is for the Zhou family to give birth to a new foundation-building monk to take charge of the family before his fall.

As long as there are foundation building stage monks sitting in town, relying on the third-order formation on Yuquan Peak [Wanmu Qingtian Formation] and the help of dozens of Qi training stage clansmen, even if there are many foundation building stage monks attacking, they will not be able to hurt the Zhou family. foundation.

Originally, Zhou Minghan put his hope on the juniors of the "Xuan" generation, and even made up his mind. If no one in the Zhou family was promoted to the foundation stage before his fall, he would rather put Yuquan Lake Oasis and Zhou family's big Part of the output is dedicated to Huang Shamen in exchange for Huang Shamen's protection, and the Zhou family cannot be envied and exterminated because they occupy a large amount of profits.

But now, Zhou Minghan realized that maybe he should change his mind.

With the potential shown by Zhou Yang, a junior of the "Yuan" generation, as long as he is given another 20 to 30 years, his hope of building a foundation may be much greater than those of the "Xuan" generation.

He carefully looked at the young man standing in front of him. His handsome and elegant appearance was not his focus. What he valued was the neither humble nor overbearing attitude that the young man showed in front of him. Facing calm state of mind.

After reading it, he had only one thought in his mind.

This son can be of great use!

Of course, as an elder, no matter how satisfied and happy he is in his heart, he will not act too much on the surface, so as not to encourage the arrogance of the young people.

Therefore, although he was extremely happy in his heart, his face returned to his indifferent expression, and he looked at Zhou Yang indifferently and asked, "Do you know why the old man asked you to come here?"

"Grandson doesn't know." Zhou Yang replied honestly.

"Originally, according to the rules of the clan, after the young monks in the clan turned twenty, they had to go down the mountain to practice and serve the clan for a period of time before returning to the mountain to meditate."

"However, your situation is special. Although you are only seventeen years old, you are already at the sixth level of qi training. In the past hundred years in the clan, no one has your cultivation level when you come down the mountain at the age of twenty."

"It just so happens that you just broke through with the help of the aura of the earth veins, and it will take at least five years to build up your mana in the future. Wouldn't it be a waste of manpower to keep you on the mountain?"

"That's why the old man decided to do something special and let you go down the mountain to serve the family in advance. This is also an experience for you, and it will be of great benefit to your future practice."

Zhou Minghan looked at Zhou Yang who was listening attentively, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said his arrangement in a deep voice.

Sure enough, as he expected, Zhou Yang's complexion changed after hearing what he said, apparently he never thought that calling him here would be such a thing.

But what made him wonder whether he was happy or depressed was that after Zhou Yang's complexion changed slightly, he immediately regained his composure, and then bowed respectfully and said: "Grandson understands, and is willing to obey the family's arrangement."

Seeing this, he asked in a strange tone: "You don't want to know where the old man plans to arrange you?"

"The grandson believes that no matter how the great-grandfather arranges, it will be for the best of the grandson in the end."

Zhou Yang smiled in his heart, and directly threw out the words that left Zhou Minghan speechless for a while.

After a long while, he laughed and scolded angrily: "Sure enough, you are a slicker. The child Xuan Hao and his wife are both upright people. How could you be such a slicker!"

Before Zhou Yang called Qu, he took the initiative to tell Zhou Yang's arrangement.

"Your spiritual root attribute is biased towards the two attributes of gold and fire, and you also practice the masculine and domineering technique of "Golden Sun Fiery Jue". Apart from some lack of combat experience, your combat ability is actually not weaker than that of any monk of the same level. "

"It just so happens that the family's monk stationed at Qingping Mountain has reached the time limit, so you can go and replace him for five years. After five years, the old man will let someone else go to replace you."

"In addition, the old man hopes that during this period of time, you can take the time to learn the refining technique in the hundred arts of cultivating immortals. There are no good seedlings in the family who can take over the old man's class in the art of refining. If you can make some progress in this aspect Building a tree is a great thing for the whole family."

After Zhou Minghan finished his arrangement, he waved his hand again and threw a gray storage bag and a small silver shield into Zhou Yang's hands.

"In the storage bag are some low-level refining materials, as well as some experience of the old man about refining techniques, and a set of copies of "True Explanation of Weapon Refining" collected by the family. You must keep these things carefully. Spread it out."

"As for this [Silver Gang Shield] magic weapon, it is the best of the many second-order magic weapons refined by the old man. Let it be the old man's compensation for you going down the mountain early."

"Okay, if you have nothing else to do, you can retire. The trip to Qingping Mountain should be completed within one month."

Zhou Yang was taken aback by Zhou Minghan's words and operations. At the end, he almost instinctively grasped the things in his hand and said, "The grandson will leave first."

It wasn't until he walked out of the cave and heard the sound of the gate of the cave closing that he was shocked and came back to understand what happened.

He recalled what Zhou Minghan explained in the cave just now, and muttered to himself with confusion in his eyes: "What happened to me just now? Why did I lose my soul and didn't even react at all? It's not like my character ah!"

Before he finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help making a bold guess.

"Could it be that the old patriarch cast some spell on me?"

In the next moment, he immediately stopped his dangerous thought.

Even if the old patriarch cast some spells on him, it must be just a joke with him, there is no need to think too much about it, and thinking wildly will only harm himself.

Thinking of this, he looked at the storage bag and magic weapon in his hand, carefully put them away, and then said hello to the seventh grandfather Zhou Yun, who was drinking tea alone under the tree, and asked him to help open the array. I can't send myself down the mountain.

Before finally walking out of the formation, Zhou Yang looked back at the top of the mountain, and saw the seventh grandfather Zhou Yun standing under the tree with a smile and watching him leave.

"This kid seems to have discovered something. It seems that we can no longer use this little trick to tease him in the future, so as not to cause bad misunderstandings."

In the cave mansion on the top of the mountain, Zhou Minghan saw the change in Zhou Yang's expression after he left through his spiritual sense, he pulled his beard in embarrassment, and a look of regret flashed across his face.

It was true that when he was speaking just now, he quietly cast a soul-absorbing spell that he had obtained in the early years to affect Zhou Yang's mind.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Zhou Yang's resistance to his arrangement, so he did this. It was simply because he didn't like Zhou Yang's mature appearance and wanted to play tricks on him.

It's as if those adults among mortals deliberately gave him a little shochu in order to tease the child, and then laughed at the pretendingly mature child with snot and tears running down his nose.

This kind of teasing, at the time, certainly made the elders proud of the success of the teasing, but when they found out that their teasing made the younger generations feel disgusted with them psychologically, they would regret it.

Zhou Minghan is in this situation now.

Fortunately, Zhou Yang is really mature psychologically, instead of pretending to be mature, and he didn't really complain about this old man who is dedicated to his family because of this little joke.

After he walked down the top of the mountain, he quickly returned to his attic on the mountainside, closed the door and sorted out today's harvest.

First of all, the storage bag given to him by the old patriarch, this kind of storage magic weapon made of the skin of the monster [Spiritual Mouse], almost every immortal cultivator has one, even the poorest casual cultivator will Do your best to get one for yourself.

Of course, the same storage bags are also classified into different sizes. Generally, the storage bags used for casual training during the Qi training period are mostly only three feet square, which is barely enough to hold a few sets of clothes and a small amount of sundries.

As for the cultivating family of the Yuquan Zhou family, every member of the clan can receive a five-foot-square storage bag from the family for free as long as their cultivation reaches the Qi training stage. The storage bag is even more one-foot-square.

But now, his storage bag has been upgraded again.

The gray-looking storage bag given by the old patriarch actually has a space of three feet square, and in addition to a smelting tripod and a few smelting classics, it is also full of items such as black iron, red copper, Low-level refining materials such as century-old iron wood.

Zhou Yang made a rough calculation, if it was just for refining magic tools like swords that use less materials, these materials would at least be enough for him to refine the weapons hundreds of times.

"Ordinary people in the clan learn the art of refining. Although the clan will provide materials for free to practice, they will only give you hundreds of chances. The old patriarch gave me so many materials. No matter how stupid a person is, he can succeed two or three times. Come on!"

Zhou Yang looked at the full material in the storage bag, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

He knew that the old patriarch always distinguished between public and private, even if he was extremely talented, he would not make an exception for him in this regard.

Then there is only one reason why he can practice with so many materials now. The old patriarch used his private savings to exchange these materials from the family treasury.

"It seems that the old patriarch really wants me to inherit his art of refining. As the only third-level refining master in the family, he must have seen something. Maybe I really have a good talent in refining."

Zhou Yang thought of the exercise "Jinyang Liehuo Jue" that he practiced at home, and suddenly realized something, a clear smile appeared on his face.

Then he carefully put away the storage bag, and looked at another item given by the old patriarch, the second-level magic weapon [Silver Shield].