Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"The stronger your spiritual consciousness, the sharper it will be, and the more advantage you will have over the enemy."

"Of course, the role of divine consciousness is not just that."

"It can detect everything, as well as the opponent's cultivation level and strength.

However, facing a cultivator who is stronger than himself, he cannot easily detect it. "

The blind man explains in detail.

Liu Yanshuang and Liu Yantian, who were under the shade of the willow tree, listened attentively, and Liu Yunshan also silently remembered each other's words in their hearts.

Secretly, the methods of immortal cultivators are indeed endless, no wonder they are regarded as gods by the world!

"According to the old Taoist master, a powerful immortal cultivator can easily tell the depth of his strength by simply inspecting a low-strength immortal cultivator?"

"good."

Liu Yunshan was shocked. It seemed that his son could not appear in front of this blind old man casually.

"Master, how can this spiritual consciousness detect the depth of immortal cultivators who are lower than myself?"

Under the shade of the tree, Liu Yanshuang asked curiously.

"Of course, it is through the other party's spiritual roots. The spiritual roots are located in the person's heavenly spirit. Immortal cultivators can connect to their spiritual roots through their spiritual consciousness, so they can easily see the depth of the opponent's strength."

"What about mortals?"

"Mortals don't have spiritual roots, so how can they gain strength? Immortal cultivators don't even bother to investigate mortals who don't have spiritual roots."

The blind old man smiled slightly.

"I see."

Liu Yanshuang nodded suddenly.

Liu Yunshan also understood a little bit, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

What the blind old man means is that the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator to detect the depth of a person's strength is mainly guided by the other person's spiritual root.

If there is no spiritual root, no matter how strong the immortal cultivator is, he will not be able to see anything and will only regard the other person as a mortal without spiritual roots.

He didn't even bother to investigate.

"Thank you, Taoist Master, for telling me so much. It has opened my eyes again."

"It's okay, it's just some basic common sense in the world of immortality, it's not that important."

The blind old Taoist waved his hands, not paying attention, and continued to drink and eat meat.

"There are still many affairs in the clan that are busy, so I will take my leave first. Later, I will bring wine to visit the Taoist priest."

"can."

After bidding farewell to the blind old Taoist, Liu Yunshan went straight home, found his son, and told the truth about his conversation with the blind old Taoist.

After hearing everything, Liu Yanshui couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately, I have no spiritual roots. Even if I have the strength to cultivate, those cultivators will not be able to tell no matter how strong they are.

"Dad, that bronze mirror is about to bear fruit again. I plan to find an excuse to give it to Brother Yan Tian.

Let’s see what changes will happen to the child after Brother Yan Tian takes it? "

"Row."

Liu Yunshan smiled and nodded without refusing.

Afterwards, he went to his shop and was busy casting iron.

......

Zhou Zhesheng was very angry. As the current patriarch of the Zhou clan, he only had two sons.

The eldest son Zhou Kuang and the younger son Zhou Ao.

Now, after discovering that his eldest son took some hunters from the clan to hunt in Yuncang Mountain, he has not returned for many days.

Worried that something had happened, he sent someone to look for him.

As a result, Zhou Kuang and others found that their bodies had long since rotted in the mountains.

He looked at the corpses of his clansmen placed in the hall, especially the corpse of his eldest son Zhou Kuang.

Zhou Zhesheng originally thought that they encountered jackals, tigers and leopards in the mountains, which led to their death.

But the tribesmen below discovered that their son and others had arrow wounds on their bodies, and there were marks on their necks that had been cut by sharp blades, and they realized that they were human-caused.

"How brave! How brave! How dare you kill my son, Zhou Zhesheng!"

Holding the short blade with dried blood in his hand, Zhou Zhesheng knew that it must have been left intentionally by the person who killed his son.

By doing this, the other party is clearly provoking his own Zhou family!

Simply outrageous!

"Who could have done it?"

An elder from the Zhou family looked at the rotting and smelly corpses of Zhou Kuang and others with solemn and doubtful expressions.

“There are only two families around Yuncang Mountain, one is my Zhou family, and the other is the Liu family.

My Zhou family and the Liu family have been at odds with each other for many years. If something happens to Kuanger and the others, who else could it be besides the Liu family? "

Zhou Zhesheng's expression was cold.

"The Liu family is so audacious, they dare to kill my Zhou family."

"This tone must come out."

"That's right, dad, give the order! The child is willing to lead the clan members to the Liu family to avenge his dead brother and clan members."

A middle-aged man who looked very similar to Zhou Kuang took a step forward with an angry look on his face.

"Kill the Liu family, and then what? Wait for the government officials to come to your door?"

"Dad, what are the officials afraid of? Isn't my second uncle an official in the court? With his protection, even if we kill the Liu family, nothing will happen to us."

Zhou Aoli said confidently.

"Idiot, your second uncle is an official in the court and has not returned home for many years. I am afraid that he has already thought of cutting off contact with our clan.

Do you think that if you bring people to the house to kill the Liu family, and the government comes to handle matters, your second uncle will really be able to speak for us? "

"It is estimated that at that time, he was afraid of affecting his career, so he deliberately distanced himself from our clan!"

Zhou Zhesheng can become the patriarch of the Zhou clan, and he is not a brainless person.

He knew very well what his second brother was like.

He is selfish and only cares about his own glory and wealth in the outside world, and never cares about the so-called blood relatives of his clan members.

Especially in that smoky court, my second brother's thoughts were probably even more active.

"Then what should we do? Should we just forget it?"

When Zhou Ao heard his father's words, he responded indignantly.

"Forget it? How could you forget it?"

"My son was killed by members of the Liu family. I will make sure that the Liu family cannot eat him and carry him around."

"Go, quickly, take someone to the town to report to the official."

"My father will take people to the Liu family first and block the Liu family, lest they run away in advance out of fear of trouble."

"My child, go ahead now."

......

Liu's ancestral temple.

Liu Yunyang summoned his second brother, fourth brother and some key members of the clan to discuss plans on how to change the appearance of his Liu family in the future.

Regarding the distribution of family money, land distribution, and many clan rules and regulations, etc., they all need to be discussed and changed.

"Brother, Zhou Zhesheng brought the Zhou family to block the door!"

At the moment when the key members of the Liu Yunyang clan were discussing relevant matters.

Outside the ancestral temple, a young man wearing Tsing Yi with delicate features walked in quickly and respectfully bowed to Liu Yunyang and others.

The young man's name is Liu Yunrui, the youngest son of Liu Yunyang's fourth uncle. He is a quiet man and likes to read.

The private school in the village was opened by him and Mr. Yu.

Now, the family needs to develop, and Liu Yunrui is ordered to accompany Liu Yunyang, help him with other chores, and learn how to manage the family from Liu Yunyang.

So that in the future, when Liu Yunyang retires, he can take over Liu Yunyang's position.

"Ha! Are you finally here?"

Sitting down, Liu Yunxun, who came to participate in family discussions, couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth when he heard about the arrival of the Zhou family.

In the beginning, he had deliberately thrown that short blade at Zhou Kuang and others, just waiting for the Zhou family to come and find trouble so that they could report it to the government.

"Since you're here, let's go out for a while."

Looking up, Liu Yunyang also had a sneer on his face when he heard that someone from the Zhou family had finally arrived.

He got up, took his second brother, fourth brother and other clan brothers and went straight to the entrance of his Liujiazhuang.

Outside Liujiazhuang.

Zhou Zhesheng, who was facing the scorching sun, followed by hundreds of Zhou clan members, blocked the entrance of Liujiazhuang.

His eyes noticed a sloppy blind old man under the shade of a willow tree not far away. He didn't know what he was telling the two children, and he couldn't help but feel more and more irritable.

He originally thought that the Liu family would be worried about causing trouble and run away with their clan members in advance.

But when he came here and took a look, the Liu family not only renovated the road in front of their village, but also built a weaving workshop and a dyeing workshop inside the Liu family village.

I don’t even feel like I’m about to be in disaster!

"The Liu family is really brave enough to kill my people and not run away?"

"It just so happens that today, I will order them to be wiped out as a whole, so as not to go against my Zhou family in the future!"

Zhou Zhesheng's face was gloomy.

Just as he was murmuring to himself, from a distance, he saw the three brothers Liu Yunyang, Liu Yunyue and Liu Yunshan coming in force, along with many brothers and sisters from the Liu clan.

"Yun Yang."

"Yunyue."

"Yunshan."

"I've met the old Taoist priest!"

Arriving outside the village, Liu Yunyang had already discovered hundreds of Zhou clan members led by Zhou Zhesheng.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Instead, he took his second brother, fourth brother and other clan brothers to the shade of the willow tree and bowed respectfully to the blind old man.

"Is someone coming to your door to cause trouble?"

"Do you need Pindao's help?"

The old blind man asked with a smile.

His spiritual consciousness has long been aware of the existence of Zhou Zhesheng and other Zhou clan members.

"No, it's a trivial matter, why does the Taoist priest need to take action? Just leave everything to the inferiors."