Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

All of a sudden, the knowledge of the six exercises and formations was transferred to Chen Daoxuan's sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Even with his spiritual strength comparable to that of a cultivator in the Purple House.

I also felt a little exhausted.

The red-haired monk surnamed Zhang glanced at Chen Daoxuan and said, "The thousand-year-old vermilion fruit you want will take some time to be delivered."

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan frowned: "After a while?"

"right,"

The red-haired cultivator inquired and said, "You are lucky, Cangzhou Xiancheng happens to have a front-line transport ship at the moment, and it can come over in about three days.

However, the shipping cost is up to you. "

"Shipping fee?"

Chen Daoxuan looked surprised.

"Of course there is a transportation fee. Otherwise, a front-line transport ship will make a trip just for you. How big of a face do you have to be?"

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan said helplessly: "Didn't you say that the frontline transport ship is in Cangzhou Xiancheng? Can't I get it myself?"

Hearing this, the red-haired cultivator's face was full of deep meaning: "Transporting various resources for the front-line soldiers can also be regarded as a fortune for an adult from the Qianyuan Sword Sect. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"This......"

Chen Daoxuan cupped his hands, "Junior doesn't know about it, I hope senior will forgive me."

When it comes to the interests of the top officials of the Qianyuan Sword Sect, he will naturally not break this rule and only make others unhappy.

It's just about spending some spirit stones or military exploits, there's no need to offend people.

Seeing Chen Daoxuan being so knowledgeable, the red-haired cultivator couldn't help but think highly of him.

In Wanxinghai.

There are many talented cultivators who are frivolous and ignorant when they are young, but unknowingly offend many people they can't afford to offend.

These monks often end up miserably.

Obviously.

The sword cultivator named Chen Daoxuan in front of him knows how to advance and retreat, and how to choose.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Zhou family and the Yang family were so optimistic about the young cultivator in front of him.

Not only because of his kendo talent, but also because of his other qualities.

If a person has only talent, but he makes enemies everywhere.

This kind of person is destined to not go far.

Only someone like Chen Daoxuan, who has talent and a wealth of wealth, can go a long way on the complicated path of cultivation.

"To transport a thousand-year-old Zhuguo from Cangzhou Xiancheng to this point, you need to pay 100 great merits, or 10,000 spirit stones. You can choose any payment method."

"I choose to use spirit stones."

The red-haired cultivator surnamed Zhang nodded, Chen Daoxuan's choice was not surprising to him.

On the Izumo frontline battlefield, most monks who need to exchange special resources use spiritual stones to pay for transportation.

After all, military exploits can buy a lot of resources that spirit stones can't buy.

In the eyes of cultivators, it is much more precious than spirit stones.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to exchange 12 spirit stones among soldiers for 10 small work.

Waited less than three days.

A ray of light dashed toward the Zhou family's residence in Xiancheng, Guang'an Prefecture.

Chen Daoxuan stood in front of the main hall.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he found that the person in front of him was also a cultivator of the Purple Mansion, but his cultivation was too low, and he couldn't tell which level of cultivation he was in the Purple Mansion.

But he could feel that the other party was definitely not a cultivator in the early days of the Purple Mansion.

The visitor was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a jade crown on his head holding up Taoism, his face was thin, and he looked in good spirits.

Seeing the cultivator Zhang Zifu, the person who came here immediately cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Um."

The red-haired monk surnamed Zhang nodded, "Have you brought something?"

"Bring it, that's it."

Said, the visitor took out a jade box from the storage bag, and the entire jade box was banned and sealed.

See you.

The red-haired cultivator surnamed Zhang took the jade box from the young Zifu cultivator and handed it to Chen Daoxuandao, "The thousand-year-old vermilion fruit you want, check it out."

"Okay!"

Chen Daoxuan couldn't wait to take the jade box, and immediately lifted the restriction on the jade box. After checking it carefully, he nodded and said, "It's right."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the cultivator of the Zifu who delivered the goods for him, and thanked him, "Senior Lao!"

"No trouble, no trouble. If there is such a good thing in the future, just call me more. My name is Zheng Heng."

This Zifu cultivator named Zheng Heng bowed his hands politely, and did not look down on Chen Daoxuan because of his low cultivation.

Seeing him looking at him eagerly, Chen Daoxuan immediately took out a storage bag from his waist, handed it over, and said, "This is the spirit stone I prepared, senior, please take a look."

Hear the words.

Zheng Heng took the storage bag without hesitation, and in front of the two of them, he immersed his consciousness into the storage bag and counted it.

It doesn't take a moment.

Zheng Heng raised his head, smiled and cupped his hands: "Yes, it's exactly 10,000 spirit stones."

Chen Daoxuan hurriedly returned the salute.

Zheng Heng nodded, greeted the red-haired cultivator surnamed Zhang, and disappeared in front of the two of them.

Watching Zheng Heng leave, Chen Daoxuan bowed to the red-haired cultivator surnamed Zhang and said, "That being the case, it's time for the younger generation to return to the West Defense Zone to sit down."

The red-haired cultivator nodded and said, "Walk slowly, no delivery!"

"Farewell!"

After all.

Chen Daoxuan flew together in the direction of Shuanghu Island.

This time, Chen Daoxuan had to go back and digest it properly to exchange his military exploits for various resources.

To his surprise, the price of high-level exercises was too expensive.

But fortunately, in Wan Xinghai, monks actually have a way to get high-level exercises.

Qianyuan Jianzong's approach undoubtedly gave the lowest-level loose cultivators a ladder to high-level cultivators.

This is also the reason why there has been an endless stream of middle- and high-level cultivators in loose cultivation for the past four hundred years.

Less than half a day.

Chen Daoxuan's escape light converged, and he landed in the Chen family's spiritual vein on Shuanghu Island.

Feeling the abundant aura of the second-order spiritual veins, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

With his consciousness swept away, without disturbing anyone, Chen Daoxuan hurried straight towards the clan.

......

Changping No. 1 Xiuxian Primary School.

The second batch of immortal seedlings of the Fu character generation has been in school for half a year.

within ethnology.

In addition to Chen Xianhe, an old teacher who has been here all the year round, young Taoist monks also often come to the clan to play a guest teacher, teaching all kinds of knowledge to the children of Fuzi.

On the contrary, it was Chen Daoxuan, because he was busy in the family.

In the past two years, the time spent in ethnology classes is limited.

Even the kendo class and the talisman class he taught, because there was no teacher, he was often absent from class.

Kendo class is fine.

Chen Xianhe can temporarily take his place.

After all, Chen Xianhe's "Wind Chasing Sword Art", which he has been immersed in all his life, has long reached the state of culmination.

There is still no problem to give pointers to the monks of the blessing generation who do not understand anything.

In the Talisman making class, there is no cultivator in the Chen family who can replace Chen Daoxuan.

Because apart from Chen Daoxuan, the Chen family doesn't have any cultivator who knows how to make magic talismans.

at the moment.

When Chen Daoxuan walked to the door of the classroom, Chen Xianhe was teaching kendo lessons on his behalf.

"The essence of "Wind Chasing Sword Art" lies in a quick word!"

Chen Xianhe said, and took out a mouthful of the Red Shadow Flying Sword from the storage bag.

Under his control, the Red Shadow Feijian hovered above everyone's heads.

Soon.

The red shadow flying sword turned into a phantom, and it was impossible to see it.

"When the flying sword approaches a certain level, it will not only greatly increase its power, but also make the enemy hard to guard against. If you cultivate to the extreme, before the cultivator's consciousness can react, your flying sword has already taken down the opponent's head."

The words fall.

Feijian suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and in the next instant, Feijian suddenly appeared in front of the forehead of a monk of the blessing generation, and hovered suddenly.

"Wow!!!"

Inside the classroom.

The cultivators of the Fuzi generation clapped their hands incessantly, and a thunderous applause erupted.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Xianhe stroked his beard and laughed happily.

Compared with the boring and complicated knowledge of alchemy and alchemy, the flying sword class has always made it easier for the monks of the blessing generation to feel obsessed.

Regrettably, Chen Daoxuan, who set up this course, did not seriously teach a few kendo lessons to the monks of the Fuzi generation from beginning to end.

Outside the classroom.

Chen Daoxuan couldn't help laughing when he saw such a harmonious scene between the old and the young of the Chen family.

......

on campus.

Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan walked side by side on the avenue of the campus.

"Your breath-holding technique is getting more and more powerful. Standing by my side, I didn't even know you were back."

Chen Xian He Cang Lao's face was full of complicated colors.

Chen Daoxuan smiled and said, "It's not that my breath-holding technique is excellent, it's that you, Uncle Thirteen, are too serious in your teaching, and that's why you didn't realize that I came back."

Hear the words.

Chen Xianhe smiled and waved his hand, "Don't try to comfort me, I'm not a child, haha!"

After speaking, the conversation changed, "By the way, how did the medicinal pills you sell to the front line sell well?"

"Half of it was settled with spirit stones, and half of it was paid for in battle, for a total of 53,500 great merits."

"so much?"

Chen Xianhe glanced at him in surprise, calculated a little, and nodded: "So, we made a profit, although 1 small merit can be exchanged for 1 spirit stone, but if you want to use spirit stone to buy battle merit, you have to pay a lot of premium. "

"Indeed."

Chen Daoxuan nodded.

Immediately, he took out a jade box and said with a smile, "By the way, I bought a present for you, Uncle Thirteen."

"Um?"

Seeing this, Chen Xianhe paused slightly.

He took the jade box that Chen Daoxuan handed over with surprise in his eyes, and after the restriction was lifted, he slowly opened it.

I see.

A red, jade-like spiritual fruit lay quietly in the jade box.

"Thousand... Millennium Vermilion Fruit?"

Chen Xianhe's voice trembled slightly and looked at Chen Daoxuan suddenly, not knowing what to say.

"Dao Xuan thought that my Chen family still needs Uncle Thirteen to work for the family for a while."

After speaking, he looked at Chen Xianhe with a smile on his face.

Hear the words.

Chen Xianhe was in a very complicated mood.

If you ask Chen Xianhe if he is afraid of death, he must be afraid of death. Anyone who is still conscious is not afraid of death.

But let Chen Xianhe sacrifice his family's interests in exchange for his survival, he would rather die.

Only.

Chen Xianhe knew that ~www.wuxiahere.com~ this jade box contained not only family interests, but also Chen Daoxuan's affection for him.

"I accepted your gift."

Chen Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and said with a smile.

Hear this.

Chen Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he bought this Millennium Vermilion Fruit without the knowledge of Uncle Thirteen, Uncle Thirteen, who knew its price, was likely to make a move to sell it.

Because in Chen Xianhe's opinion.

For him, an elderly cultivator who is destined to be unable to build a foundation, it is unwise to spend over a million spiritual stones in his family.

But Chen Xianhe also knows that in this world, not everything can be measured by interests.

Just like Chen Daoxuan's feelings for him.

He has always taught Chen Daoxuan to have feelings for the family since he was a child, and not to abandon the family.

Of course, it also includes feelings for him, Chen Xianhe.

If Chen Daoxuan is for the benefit of the family, he can give up Chen Xianhe.

Then one day, will he also give up the entire family for profit?

Thinking of this, Chen Xianhe was naturally relieved.

He felt that his teaching to Chen Daoxuan was successful.

In these years, what Chen Daoxuan has done has lived up to his earnest teachings, the expectations of his ancestors, and his descendants.

So, in the face of this gift, what reason does he have for rejecting it?