Rise of Qinglian

"I know Yu Ting won't object, but what I'm worried about is Ning Xiang's objection. This girl is rather stubborn. She has spent more time with me than with you. I know her very well. This girl is arrogant. , the sensitivity of her main spiritual root has reached seventy-five, and she has cultivated to the sixth level of Qi refining at the age of sixteen. The child Changsheng is nineteen years old this year, but he is only at the fifth level of Qi refining. Yu Ting may not like him."

Zhao Yuhui spoke eloquently.

Zhao Ziheng was stunned, nodded and said: "That's right, Ningxiang is the seedling with the best qualifications in our Zhao family. The child Changsheng has a good character, but his qualifications are indeed poor."

Zhao Yuhui shook her head and sighed: "Aptitude is not the point. Apart from Ningxiang, are there any other outstanding children in our clan? When I sit down with your fifth uncle, who will escort the family? There is no foundation cultivator sitting in town." Well, the family was destroyed overnight. I plan to recruit a son-in-law for Ningxiang, and let her take charge of the family in the future. Of course, if there is a seedling better than Ningxiang in the clan, I can let her marry out, but At present, it seems that there is no better seedling than her in the clan."

"No wonder you gave her more resources. It turned out that you trained her as a foundation-building monk."

Zhao Yuhui waved her hand and said, "Don't talk about this, go and call Zijun and the others to the meeting room, and discuss with them how to reply to Mingyuan."

"Mother, isn't it just to make peace for the two families? There is no need to call other people to a meeting for this trivial matter!"

"Cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed. We really got the art of raising silkworms. Don't we follow what the Wang family said? You call Zijun and the others, and let's have a good discussion and strive for greater benefits. Public and private matters." distinct."

"Yes, mother."

Zhao Ziheng agreed, turned around and retreated.

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On a certain huge lake, Wang Changsheng and the three were sitting by the lake to fish.

The lake is several acres in size, and there are a large number of first-order low-grade spirit fish white scale fish in the lake.

White scale fish is a common spiritual fish with delicious meat, low requirements on the environment, and docile temperament. White scale fish can often be seen on the dining table of immortal cultivators.

The Zhao family raises a lot of white scale fish, which can be sold when they grow to five catties. These white scale fish are the main source of income for the Zhao family.

"Cousin Changsheng. You just told grandma that you went to the secular world to be a celestial master. Is the secular world fun? I haven't been to the secular world yet!"

Zhao Ningxiang blinked and asked curiously.

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said: "There is nothing interesting in the world, the spiritual energy is weak, and there is not even a place for spiritual veins, and the speed of cultivation is extremely slow."

Zhao Ningxiang was a little disappointed, and said: "That's it! I wanted to go to the secular world to play, but after hearing what you said, I don't want to go, but then again, cousin Changsheng, your cultivation speed is too slow, and I can only refine Qi six times." You are only at the fifth level of Qi refining, and when I reach your age, I will probably have the seventh level of Qi refining."

Having said that, she had a smug look on her face.

Zhao Ningxuan's face was serious, and he reprimanded: "Ningxiang, how are you talking!"

"Cousin Changsheng, don't get me wrong, Ningxiang has no other meaning."

"It's okay, Cousin Ningxiang has this temperament, she can say whatever comes to her mind."

Wang Changsheng didn't take it seriously either. When he was a child, he often visited Zhao's house with his grandmother. He and Zhao Ningxiang were childhood sweethearts.

Zhao Ningxiang's qualifications are relatively good, and her mother is a child of the Lin family. She has been loved by thousands of people since she was a child, and she was spoiled. , Wang Changsheng is used to it.

"Hehe, Cousin Changsheng still understands me. By the way, Cousin Changsheng, have you ever considered joining the Xiuxian sect? I heard from my mother that in a few years, the four major sects will open their doors. To recruit disciples, The four major sects only open the mountain gate once every 20 years, plus the conditions for accepting apprentices, each monk only has one chance."

Zhao Ningxiang smiled and said, looking a little excited.

"Join the Xiuxian sect? I don't have this idea. My aptitude is not good. Even if I am lucky enough to join the sect sect, I will be an outer disciple. I heard that the life of the outer disciples is not easy, and I am busy with various chores every day. If you can't finish it, you will be punished, so I'd better stay at home!"

Wang Changsheng said nonchalantly.

Although his aptitude is mediocre, if he can become a craftsman, his family will provide him with materials for crafting. device.

The most important thing is that the education he has received since he was a child is to be loyal to the family and contribute to the family. For him, the sect has no sense of belonging.

"That is, there are relatives and friends at home, and you have gone to the sect of cultivating immortals. You are not familiar with the place, you are struggling, you are sick, and there is no one to take care of you."

Zhao Ningxuan was deeply convinced.

"You can't say that. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. The cultivation sect has abundant resources and excellent cultivation techniques. What's the point of staying in Ningzhou for the rest of your life? You can't survive the foundation building period. The farther you look."

Zhao Ningxiang said impassionedly, her words were full of fighting spirit.

Wang Changsheng and Zhao Ningxuan glanced at each other, seeing each other's face full of shock.

They didn't expect that Zhao Ningxiang could say such bold words.

"Everyone's pursuit is different! Cousin Ningxiang, does Auntie agree with you wanting to join the sect of cultivating immortals?"

"Grandma doesn't know yet. I will tell her. If I can join the Xiuxian sect, it will be good for the development of the Zhao family. She will definitely agree. Are you really not considering joining the Xiuxian sect? If we worship together It is also good for our family to join the sect of cultivating immortals and take care of each other."

Zhao Ningxiang persuaded enthusiastically.

Wang Changsheng was a little moved, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll go back and ask my father. If my father agrees, then I'll go and have a try."

Zhao Ningxuan shook her head and said: "Forget it! I heard that every time the four major sects open their gates, many people would beat their heads and want to worship the Xiuxian sect. I heard that many monks died in the arena every time. I'd better stay at home honestly! Immortal Cultivation Sect doesn't just come in if you want to."

Zhao Ningxiang gave Zhao Ningxuan a blank look, and said angrily: "Brother, you really have no ambition, cousin Changsheng, you go back and talk to your cousin, when the time comes, we will go to apprentice together, and when we become disciples of the Cultivation of Immortals, brother, you Just go cry!"

Wang Changsheng nodded in agreement, Zhao Ningxuan smiled wryly.

"Oops! The fish is hooked, hooked."

Zhao Ningxiang pulled the fishing rod vigorously, and a two-foot-long big fish flew out of the lake. The whole body of the big fish was snow-white, with white scales all over the surface, and the hook was biting in its mouth.

Zhao Ningxiang was overjoyed, let go of the hook, and put the white scale fish into the barrel.

An hour later, Wang Changsheng happily returned to his residence with five white scale fish.