Family Immortality: I ascend to immortality through my offspring

Another half day passed.

Chen Yaodong came back with the love root talisman.

Because of the matter of the Black Demon Cult, Chen Qishan once again summoned everyone, including the eldest son of the second generation, Qinghe Dianshi "Chen Yaowen".

Chen Qishan had only two ideas.

First, the family monks should stay away from the evil for a while.

Second, the government should recruit more soldiers to patrol their own territory.

Apart from this, there is no other good way.

Chen Yaodong knew that there was a kind of talisman in the immortal gate that was specifically used to track the Black Demon Cult, called the "Black Demon Talisman".

But this was the work of the immortal gate elder himself, and one piece cost more than 100 spiritual stones.

Obviously, their family was not so generous.

The other three immortal clans might not be willing to pay this amount of spiritual stones. Not to mention that the spoils would have to be handed over at that time, it might also anger the Black Demon Cult and cause trouble for their family.

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In the backyard.

Chen Yaodong handed the "Love Root Talisman" to Chen Jing'an and instructed him to implant the "Love Root Talisman" into the wolf demon's body.

With a flash of spiritual light, the unconscious wolf demon woke up instantly.

It struggled to escape, but chains condensed by runes appeared on its body, directly sealing the wolf demon's power.

At the same time, its originally fierce eyes suddenly became a little dull.

Chen Yaodong explained: "This love root talisman can keep the wolf demon in a state of estrus and lock its power. You don't have to worry about it hurting you."

Chen Jing'an nodded: "Nephew understands."

"It's just a pity. This wolf demon should be about to break through to the sixth level of Qi training. Unfortunately, the love root talisman has been implanted. There is no possibility of further progress in this life, and the life span will be halved."

"You should try to add more to it in these years, at least to earn back the cost of the love root talisman."

Chen Yaodong explained again, and then returned to the old man's residence.

The two did not know what they discussed.

The next morning, Chen Yaodong left again and returned to the immortal gate.

Chen Jing'an also picked a dozen mares from the horse shop controlled by the family.

The wolf demon looked at him fiercely at first, and even bit two breeding horses to death.

But under the influence of the love root talisman.

It could not escape the fate of "Zhen Xiang" in the end, and it could not survive more than a day before it could become one with the horses.

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Days passed one by one.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

The spiritual rice in the spiritual field of Songzhu Mountain has begun to grow.

Chen Jing'an also discovered that after his spiritual rain technique broke through to the second level, it could also cover the effect of chemical fertilizers.

Moreover, this irrigation process can also improve the proficiency of the spiritual rain technique.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

In another two years, when the spiritual rice of this cycle matures, he can earn nearly two spiritual stones here alone.

This is not the big head.

Four of the mares he sent for breeding before are now pregnant with demon species.

Every one that survives is two spiritual stones.

Although the mortality rate of demon species has always been high, Chen Jing'an believes that quantitative change can bring about quantitative change.

As long as the wolf demon breeds enough times, there will be no less "second generation of demons" surviving.

Compared with half a year ago.

Chen Jingan is now a small business.

The breathing speed of the four spiritual roots is faster. According to this frequency, it will take more than four years to break through to the fifth level of Qi training. Using spiritual stones can shorten this process.

But compared with using spiritual stones to speed up the progress, he still prefers his "mother-child clock" to work.

The eldest son Chen Qingwang has been weaned, and he can prepare to give this kid another brother or sister.

He specially asked for a prescription for postpartum women from his grandfather, and planned to wait for Yue Shan to recover and then continue to expand the family.

Chen Jingan has his own considerations.

Although Chen Qingwang is his eldest son, this kid has spiritual roots. Based on his own growth experience, the eldest son will definitely not stay with Yue Shan, who has no spiritual roots, in the future.

This requires a child without spiritual roots to provide her with emotional value.

At least before he takes a concubine and has children.

Taking a concubine is imperative.

This can be seen from the fact that their family is willing to gamble everything for a "foundation building".

In this world, following the rules is hopeless.

Chen Jingan can only hope that his offspring can provide him with more help.

Apart from anything else, the master of the Black Demon Cult has never shown up, which has always made him feel uneasy.

He even rarely went to his favorite Chunhuan Tower.

If he is unlucky, he will bump into the murderer and die with regret.

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Daqiao Village.

This is a village under Qinghe County. More than 60% of the people in the village are surnamed Bai, which is definitely a big surname.

Their origins are not simple.

Counting back two hundredIn the 19th century, one of the four great immortal clans in Qinghe County was the Bai Clan.

However, the Bai Clan was also slaughtered by the demon cultivators at that time. The cultivators and the direct bloodline were killed. Only an old servant took the young master of the master's family to escape to Daqiao Village to settle down.

The old servant used the gold and silver he brought to buy land, marry wives and concubines for the young master, and give birth to a large number of offspring.

After several generations of efforts.

They successfully turned the tables, drove away the original big surnames in the village, and once again achieved a prosperous population and the rise of the clan.

The Bai Clan leaders of all generations have not forgotten that their ancestors were the most noble existences in Qinghe County!

They even retain the original practice methods in their clan.

In the absence of a way to detect spiritual roots, they can only let the young people of the right age try to practice the methods during the enlightenment stage.

This practice is extremely accidental.

Not to mention whether the children can be patient, it is difficult to grasp the "appropriate" scale.

Someone farted, and it can be said that they felt the spiritual energy moving.

Someone had a blocked nose, and it can be said that the spiritual energy blocked the meridians.

But I don’t know if this family is really blessed in the dark.

Fifty years ago, there really was a cultivator named Bai Zengshou.

Bai Zengshou is fifty-six years old this year, and it has been exactly fifty years since he sensed the spiritual energy.

But because he did not master the cultivation resources.

And there are no spiritual plants planted in the village, the spiritual energy is poor.

Bai Zengshou only reached the third level of Qi training at an old age, and was stuck at a small bottleneck and could not move.

Fortunately, Bai Zengshou has discovered three seedlings with spiritual roots in recent years.

One of them is named Bai Yuanqi, thirty-two years old, and the second level of Qi training.

The remaining two are only at the first level of Qi training.

This day, Bai’s ancestral hall.

A middle-aged man with dark inscriptions on his face, holding a bowl of blood-red liquid in his hand, pouring it into his mouth just like drinking water.

Below him, another old man looked nervous and spoke cautiously.

"Your Excellency, we have already offered four pairs of boys and girls this month, which is really the limit of the village. If there are more people, I am afraid it will attract the attention of outsiders, which will be disadvantageous to your Excellency."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded and praised.

"What you said makes sense, and it just so happens that I am tired of eating those little brats."

After these words came out, Bai Zengshou's face did not have the slightest joy, but became more uneasy.

And the next sentence of the middle-aged man just responded to the reason for this uneasiness.

"Old Bai, I feel that there are still a few cultivators in your clan, so offer them up."