Reincarnated Into The Sacred Tree, I Create A Family Of Yin Soldiers

Under the shade of the trees, several invisible souls were also communicating.

"Tian Shun, this child is a bit like you."

Hearing Chen Changming's words, Chen Tianshun showed a helpless smile.

But he did not speak out against it, but supported it.

Breaking through the Xiantian realm is not that simple.

The first is the need to achieve great success in the blood coagulation realm.

Now Chen Qingyu is very close to this step, but has not yet reached the state where Qi and blood are like mercury.

This time, I am afraid that I also want to use the training in life and death battles to reach the realm of blood coagulation.

It's just that although this method is possible, it is too dangerous.

As a father, although he was worried, he understood Chen Qingyu's stubbornness better.

This is stubbornness, and it is also an indispensable desire for martial artists to practice martial arts. How could he stop it.

The most important thing is that he can't stop it now. Everything depends on the thoughts of the patriarch Chen Xingzhen.

Although he didn't know that Chen Changming and others were watching him, Chen Xingzhen was indeed very hesitant at this moment.

He was really worried about Chen Qingyu going into the mountains alone.

Is there a way to prevent it?

Chen Xingzhen thought about it, and when he saw the sacred tree, he had an idea in his mind, and then he said:

"Let's do this. You pray to the sacred tree. If the sacred tree responds, I will let you enter the mountain."

"Huh? What does it have to do with me?"

Ji Yang, who was silently observing this scene, was speechless, but he also saw what Chen Xingzhen was thinking. Innate-level ferocious beasts were indeed dangerous.

For the sake of love and peace, naturally Chen Qingyu cannot be allowed to enter the mountain alone.

"Actually, Qingyu's entry into the mountain this time is not just for a breakthrough. There are not many ferocious beasts in the clan. I plan to hunt a few back and sacrifice them to the sacred tree."

Before Chen Qingyu finished speaking, a light suddenly lit up among the branches and leaves of the sacred tree, and a brand new and green locust leaf slowly fell down.

Looking at Chen Qingyu with a sincere expression, Ji Yang sighed in his heart.

No matter how hard it is, it cannot be hard on the children.

If you have a strong desire to practice martial arts, you should support it. Anyone who has a dream is great.

"Qingyu thanks the sacred tree."

Chen Qingyu, who took the locust leaf, saluted, and Chen Xingzhen, Chen Tianshun, who was a living soul, and others on the side also bowed.

"Since the sacred trees support it, I have nothing to say."

After paying homage, Chen Xingzhen said with a smile on his face, seemingly no longer hesitating just now.

Chen Xingzhen's performance also stunned Ji Yang a little.

Did this old boy have this idea from the beginning? He obviously wanted his protection, but he didn't say it outright.

Ji Yang felt that he was at a disadvantage.

But there was no big reaction in my heart.

The family is no longer in crisis, and the patriarch, who is under great pressure from the family, seems to have changed a little, but for the better.

"Although the sacred tree provides protection, you must remember not to find the innate green wolf."

"Qingyu must remember this."

Chen Qingyu left, not long after getting the locust leaves, but this did not have much impact on the family.

After many tribesmen were freed from the work of harvesting blood rice, the family's main focus has been to deliver rice to villagers in nearby villages.

Two kilograms of rice per household in each village, although not much, represents the kindness of the Chen family.

Moreover, the workload is not simple. The villages around the Burial Mountain are scattered and far apart. Even if it is only two kilograms of rice, it can accumulate to a huge number.

For this reason, the family has sent out all the clansmen who can mobilize, leaving only a small number of warriors in the clan.

Worried about encountering ferocious beasts along the way, the clan members were divided into groups of two to ensure the safety of the clan members.

But as long as he doesn't die outside and returns to the family alive, it's not a big problem.

And things went extremely smoothly. Many villagers who received the rice had a look of surprise. It was not until they saw the Chen family members walking away that they realized what they were doing and touched the two kilograms of rice in a somewhat unrealistic manner. Mi, a trace of gratitude emerged on his face.

Two kilograms of rice can give many poor villagers a glimmer of hope to survive this cold winter.

Sending rice is not a thankless task. When sending rice, Chen Xingzhen had already asked each tribe to record the nearby villages and how many households there were in the village.

This is to facilitate the control of all villages in Mass Burial Mountain.

Secondly, most of the tribesmen sent out by Chen Xingzhen were unmarried. He did not believe that among such a huge number, the tribesmen could not find a few partners they liked.

As long as they fall in love with each other, it will be a good start.

...

In the family, two figures were hiding behind a house, watching the surrounding situation carefully.

At this time, Chen Qingmeng suddenly said:

"Qinghe, do we really want to do this? What if the clan leader and your mother find out?"

Chen Qinghe was stunned after hearing this. Why did he feel that these words were familiar and wrong.

Oh, he remembered that his father had not been in the clan recently and had gone out.

"What are you afraid of? The patriarch is in the ancestral hall, and my mother is busy making clothes. I seem to have heard from the patriarch that new clothes should be engraved with family totems, so they can't be found! Just follow me!"

"By the way, have you packed everything?"

"Well, healing medicine, a kettle, and this!"

Chen Qing turned around and revealed the machete behind him. Although the blade was much worn and no longer sharp, it was still wrapped in several layers of thick cloth.

"That's good. I went to the sacred tree last night and secretly picked a locust leaf! It should be useful!"

"Let's go!"

The heavily armed two people looked around and soon arrived at the door of the family.

But just when the two were about to step out of the family gate, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. The huge shadow directly enveloped the two of them, and a hint of coldness was refreshing.

"Qinghe, where are you going?"

The speaker was a woman in her thirties with beautiful facial features. She was quite tall in the middle stage of body tempering. Her increasing age and the wind and snow in the Mass Burial Mountain gave her an inconspicuous wrinkle at the end of her eyes, but She still couldn't hide her youthful beauty.

The question seemed gentle, but there was a hint of frost in the woman's eyes.

The two people who heard this familiar voice couldn't help but tense up.

Chen Qinghe slowly raised his head, looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and said with a slight stutter:

"Mom, we, the patriarch... let us deliver food."

"Yes, send food."

Seemingly finding a reason, both of them nodded quickly.

"Oh? What about the food?"

the woman asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I forgot, I'm going to get it now!"

Chen Qinghe couldn't suppress the panic in his heart and hurriedly wanted to escape, but the woman grabbed him by the collar, followed by a roar:

"Chen Qinghe, let's see if I don't spread your ass today."

"Qing Meng, hurry! Run! Go and call the clan leader to save me!"

Looking at Chen Qingmeng running away, Shao Zhenfang had a dark look on her face.

These two little bastards actually wanted to go hunting in the Mass Burial Mountain. If the tribesmen hadn't told her in a dream, she really wouldn't have discovered it!

PS: Don’t quarrel, everyone. I’m not very good at writing female characters, so I don’t usually write much. As for Chen Qingyu, just think that his parents died when he was a few years old.