The ancestor of talismans

"I want to ride a horse, I want to ride a horse, Brother Zhang, please let me go!"

"presumptuous!"

Seeing Xu Chengzhi pestering Zhang Daocheng to ride a horse, Xu Changshou couldn't stand it anymore and jumped off angrily.

"Ah, Dad, why are you here?"

Seeing Xu Changshou, Xu Chengzhi was shocked and hurriedly got off the red scale horse.

"Disciple pays homage to Master Xu!" Zhang Daocheng saluted hurriedly.

Xu Changshou waved his hand and put the red-scaled horse into his storage bag: "Playing with things makes you lose your spirit. I will keep the red-scaled horse for you temporarily. From today on, you are not allowed to play with anything."

"knew!"

Xu Chengzhi lowered his head with some guilt.

Xu Changshou's eyes fell on Zhang Daocheng and asked, "Daocheng, how is Chengzhi practicing? Are you lazy?"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Daocheng broke into a cold sweat: "It's not bad, my junior brother is quite obedient."

"snort!"

Xu Changshou snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "This kid has been here for almost three months, and he is only on the second level of Qi Refining. This is called obedience."

"This..." Zhang Daocheng didn't know how to answer.

Xu Changshou said sternly: "I handed Chengzhi over to you. Is this how you taught me?"

"Disciple... I realize my mistake!"

Zhang Daocheng also lowered his head.

"Dad, I'm lazy on my own, I don't blame Senior Brother Zhang!" Xu Chengzhi spoke and came to Zhang Daocheng's rescue.

"Shut up!"

Xu Changshou reprimanded him, and Xu Chengzhi immediately did not dare to speak.

"Daocheng, Chengzhi is young and ignorant. He doesn't practice well. I have to ask you for your responsibility first. I know you can't bear to blame him, but as the old saying goes, a strict teacher produces a good disciple, and a loving mother often loses her son. You can't be too harsh on him. Be kind, be harsh.”

"Go and get the ruler!"

"yes!"

Zhang Daocheng walked into the room, came over with a ruler, and handed the ruler into Xu Changshou's hand.

Xu Changshou weighed the ruler and walked up to Xu Chengzhi: "Stretch out your hand!"

"Dad, I was wrong, don't hit me!"

Xu Chengzhi shrunk his head and did not dare to stretch out his hand.

"I asked you to hold out your hand."

"oh!"

Xu Chengzhi said "Oh" and stretched out his white and tender hands.

Snap!

Xu Changshou showed no mercy and hit Xu Chengzhi hard on the palm of his hand with a ruler.

"Ouch!"

Xu Chengzhi gasped in pain.

He hurriedly covered the palm of his hand with his other hand and put his hand on his stomach.

"Stretch out your hand!" Xu Changshou said sternly.

"yes!"

Xu Chengzhi did not dare to refute, endured the pain, and stretched out his palm again.

I saw a blood-red mark on the white and tender palm.

When Xu Changshou saw this, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

To be honest, Xu Chengzhi is a child who is well-behaved, polite, and very nice to others.

As a child, there is nothing wrong with him. The only bad thing is that he doesn't practice well.

As a child of a cultivating family, not practicing well is the biggest original sin.

Snap!

Another sharp slap on the ruler made Xu Chengzhi burst into tears, and his little body was trembling slightly.

This second blow was harder than the first!

"Hands out!"

Xu Changshou spoke coldly again.

A flash of fear flashed in Xu Chengzhi's eyes.

He stretched out his little hand tremblingly.

At this time, the palms of his hands were swollen and bulging.

"Master Xu, my junior brother knows that he was wrong, please let him go!"

Zhang Daocheng on the side couldn't bear to see it and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Snap!

Another ruler fell hard, and Xu Chengzhi squatted on the ground in pain, covering his hands without saying a word, with large drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

At this time, his palms were already bloody.

Seeing his son in such pain, Xu Changshou also felt distressed, but he also knew that only in this way could Xu Chengzhi become successful.

"Stand up!"

Xu Changshou handed the ruler to Zhang Daocheng, and then scolded him.

Xu Chengzhi wiped away his tears and stood up silently.

"Come with me."

"yes!"

Xu Changshou took Xu Chengzhi into Zhang Daocheng's study in the back room.

After closing the door, only the father and son were left in the room.

Xu Changshou glanced at Xu Chengzhi and asked, "Do you know why I hit you?"

"I know, because the child doesn't practice well." Xu Chengzhi lowered his head and said.

"Then do you know what the purpose of cultivation is?" Xu Changshou asked again.

"Um... The purpose of training is to become a powerful immortal, like dad, who is admired by countless people." Xu Chengzhi thought for a while and said.

Xu Changshou shook his head: "That's half right, I think the purpose of cultivation is to pursue higher longevity.

At that time, my father was born as a cowherd boy. If he had not entered the world of immortality by mistake, he would have been a pile of withered bones by now.

The biggest difference between immortal cultivators and mortals is longevity.

The higher the cultivation level, the longer life span.

Mortals can only live a few decades.

Qi refining monks can live one hundred and fifty years.

Foundation-building monks can live for three hundred years.

Golden elixir monks can live five hundred years.

Nascent Soul monks have a thousand years of life. "

Speaking of this, Xu Changshou paused. He said that Shouyuan was important and had his own selfish motives.

I just hope that my son will live longer and be able to spend more time with him.

He glanced at Xu Chengzhi and continued: "There are two major elements in cultivating immortality, resources and spiritual roots.

Your talent is not very good. In the Green Immortal Sect, your spiritual roots can only be regarded as miscellaneous spiritual roots and can only be reduced to a handyman disciple.

To put it bluntly, the handyman disciples are the laborers of the sect. Over the past hundreds of years, only a handful of the handyman disciples have been able to break through the foundation building. "

"Is it so difficult to build a foundation?"

"It's difficult, of course it's difficult, it's harder than climbing to the sky!"

"So, I have no chance to build a foundation." Xu Chengzhi frowned.

Xu Changshou shook his head: "No, you are different from ordinary handymen. You have resources. As long as you practice hard, I can turn you into a golden elixir monk even if I use resources to pile up."

"Um!"

Xu Chengzhi nodded slightly, scratched his head and promised: "I understand, I will definitely practice hard."

Xu Changshou smiled and said: "That's true. The most important thing for you now is to practice. There is an old saying in the world of immortality, which is difficult at thirty and impossible at fifty. Therefore, you must practice to perfection before you are thirty. Qi Dzogchen, you are now twelve years old, and there is not much time left for you, so you must work hard.

Once the foundation is successfully built, there will be a life span of three hundred years. "

"Kid, remember, I will definitely work hard in the future." Xu Chengzhi said seriously.

Xu Changshou was very happy and touched Xu Chengzhi's head: "From today on, you must practice for five hours every day, otherwise you will not be allowed to rest!"

With Xu Chengzhi's qualifications, if he practices for five hours a day, and has a sufficient supply of elixirs, he can achieve the Great Perfection of Qi Refining at the age of twenty-five.

Then take the foundation building pill, foundation building will not be a problem.

"Ah? It will take five hours..."

When Xu Chengzhi heard this, his face wrinkled into a bitter melon.

The effort in his eyes was different from the effort in Xu Changshou's eyes.

In Xu Changshou's view, apart from eating and going to the toilet, you must practice as long as you are awake at other times.

However, Xu Chengzhi felt that being able to sit still for two hours every day was already hard work enough.

"What, is there a problem?"