Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

He took his two sons and ran all the way to the outside of the village.

From a distance, Liu Yunfeng saw many people from Liujiazhuang surrounded by the shade of the huge willow tree.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Anxious to let the blind old Taoist see if his two sons had the talent to cultivate immortality, Liu Yunfeng couldn't wait to step forward, urging the onlookers with a fierce look on his face, and squeezed out a passage.

Many people from Liujiazhuang who were forcibly pushed away by Liu Yunfeng felt a little annoyed. Just as they were about to scream, they saw that the person coming was a well-known ruffian in their village. They all shrank their necks in fear and stepped aside in a dull voice. , I dare not speak when I am angry.

He completely ignored the dissatisfaction and anger on the faces of many Liujiazhuang people around him.

Liu Yunfeng brought his two sons forward, looked at the blind old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the stone bench, and immediately showed a flattering smile: "Old Taoist, my Excellency Liu Yunfeng, this time, I came to visit you with fine wine and delicious food! "

"Third uncle!"

On the side, Liu Yanshuang said hello obediently, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Oh! It's Shuang'er, you are so lucky! Being able to learn the art of cultivating immortality from such a great immortal really makes the Third Uncle envious!"

Liu Yunfeng looked at his little niece and couldn't help but praise her. His words were full of envy and jealousy.

"The third uncle, along with Yan Song and Brother Yan Bai, are also here to seek advice from the master on how to cultivate immortality?"

Liu Yanshuang asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes! Shuang'er, look, can you make your master accommodating?

You know that your brothers Yan Song and Yan Bai have been very good to you since you were a child. When you were bullied by other children in the village, it was his two brothers who helped you! "

Liu Yunfeng nodded quickly and wanted to use Liu Yanshuang's relationship to see if he could get through to the blind old man in front of him.

"Third Uncle, it's not that Shuang'er doesn't want to help. It's that if you want to practice with the master, you need to be talented. Those without spiritual roots have no chance of cultivating immortality.

If you want Brother Yan Song and Brother Yan Bai to learn the art of cultivating immortals from my master, you can ask him to see if the two brothers have spiritual roots. "

Liu Yanshuang knew that her third uncle was a well-known ruffian in the village, and he often did some sneaky things, which made the people in the village unhappy.

However, my third uncle is still a person of affection.

Although he often bullied others, he had never been overbearing to his own family.

The same goes for my two brothers. Although they often act like bullies and love to bully many children in the village, they have never bullied themselves or their brother Liu Yanshui.

On the contrary, when he and his brother Liu Yanshui were bullied, it was usually the Yan Song brothers who jumped in to help.

This was also the case for Liu Yanshuang to deal with her third uncle.

The relationship between them is also pretty good.

"Spiritual roots?!"

Liu Yunfeng was confused when he heard this, and he didn't understand what nonsense spiritual roots he was talking about.

Simply, he glanced at the blind old Taoist in front of him, and placed the jade yellow wine and half a catty of beef in front of him: "Old Taoist, can you take a look at it for my two sons?"

"Let them come forward!"

The blind old Taoist heard the conversation between his disciple and Liu Yunfeng clearly, and after understanding the relationship between them, he simply helped to check it out. It didn't take much time anyway.

"Yan Song, Yan Bai, why don't you come forward quickly?"

Seeing the blind old man nodding in agreement, Liu Yunfeng was overjoyed and hurriedly urged his two sons to come forward.

"I've met the old Taoist priest!"

Liu Yansong and Liu Yanbai stepped forward one after another and bowed respectfully to the blind old man in front of them.

The blind old man didn't say anything. He stretched out his hands and covered the two children's Tianling Caps respectively, and the spiritual power poured into their bodies.

Liu Yunfeng on the side was watching nervously, with a bit of expectation in his eyes.

After a while, the blind old Taoist took back his hand, sighed and shook his head: "Please go back! These two young masters have no spiritual roots and have no chance to cultivate immortality."

"No spiritual roots? How is it possible? Old Taoist Priest, take a look again! Could you be wrong?"

Liu Yunfeng suddenly became anxious when he heard that neither of his sons had spiritual roots.

"It's not wrong, please come back!"

The blind old man firmly believes in his own judgment.

Hearing this, Liu Yunfeng's face was ashen, as if he had eaten shit.

After a long time, he took back his jade yellow wine and half a catty of beef, cursed and left with his two sons: "What the hell are you talking about the immortals on the mountain? How could my son not have spiritual roots? I think he just came here to show off and cheat. Drink, I won’t be fooled!”

"Master, I'm sorry, my third uncle..."

Looking at Liu Yunfeng who was cursing and leaving, Liu Yanshuang felt a little embarrassed.

"It's not your fault, why do you apologize?"

The blind old man smiled slightly.

"Taoist Master, I'm Liu Yunyue, please take a look at it for my son!"

At this time, a burly middle-aged man wearing a short-sleeve shirt, seven feet tall and with a muscular body, came forward with a young man also wearing a short-sleeve shirt, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

"Second Uncle!"

Liu Yanshuang smiled when she saw the visitor.

Liu Yunyue was her second uncle. Her father had enlisted in the army with him, went to the battlefield together, and fought bloody battles together.

Several times, his father almost died on the battlefield, but his second uncle rescued his father from the dead regardless of his life!

Among the four brothers, his second uncle has the best relationship with his father.

After he retired from the front line, his second uncle used the military salary he earned from joining the army for many years to open a martial arts gym in the town. It is said that the business is quite good.

As for the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, he is Liu Yantian, who is exactly fourteen years old this year.

He had grown up with himself and his brother since he was a child. After his second uncle returned home, the other party left Liujiazhuang and lived in the town with his second uncle.

"Shuang'er, long time no see!"

Liu Yunyue smiled gently. He had loved this little niece very much since she was a child.

After learning from her eldest brother Liu Yunyang that Shuang'er was learning the art of cultivating immortals from a mountain immortal in the village, Liu Yunyue felt happy for her little niece from the bottom of her heart.

And in order to take a chance on a rare opportunity.

Liu Yunyue also had no hesitation in selling the town's martial arts gym in exchange for money, and planned to take her son back to live in the Liu family's ancestral home, hoping that her son would be chosen by the blind old man and learn the art of cultivating immortality with him.

"Hehe! Brother Yan Tian!"

After greeting her second uncle, Liu Yanshuang looked at the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes again, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"I haven't seen you in a few years. You've grown up!"

Liu Yantian smiled slightly, and his gentle smile made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Just in time, my brother brought you some of your favorite pastries from town."

"No need, I haven't finished eating the pastries you brought back to me last time at home!"

"I bought everything, but if you don't want it, you can't let it rot, right?!"

"Okay! Thank you, Brother Yan Tian!"

"We are all brothers and sisters, don't let anyone know about us! By the way, where is Yan Shui? Why haven't I seen him?"

"Brother, you should sleep in at home!"

"Don't you want to go to private school?"

"Dad doesn't want him to go to private school anymore, so he should stay at home so he doesn't have to go out and cause trouble all day long."

"Yanshui is giving Fourth Uncle a headache. His spiritual root has not been detected by the old Taoist?"

"No."

"Pity!"

Liu Yantian sighed.

"Second uncle and brother Yan Tian are also here to test their spiritual roots, right?"

"Yes. Come to your master and see if you can try your luck."

"Brother Yan Tian has been practicing martial arts with his second uncle in the martial arts hall. His physical strength is far superior to that of his peers. He should have spiritual roots."

"I hope so!"

Liu Yunyue sighed, actually not having much hope for her son to have spiritual roots.

If you have spiritual roots, this is naturally something worth celebrating.

If not, that's okay.

His eldest brother could find a way to recruit a son-in-law who would come to the house and see if Liu Yanling could give birth to a descendant with spiritual roots.

Then, I can also think of a way to let my Tian'er marry a main wife, add a few concubines, and maybe try my luck to give birth to some offspring with spiritual root qualifications.

"Yan Tian, ​​I have met the old Taoist priest!"

Liu Yantian stepped forward slowly and bowed respectfully to the blind old man. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and had the spirit of a young man.

The blind old man didn't say much. He stretched out his hand and covered Liu Yantian's Tianling Cap, pouring spiritual power into his body.

After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of the blind old Taoist's mouth: "Brother Yunyue, congratulations! Young master Ling has spiritual roots and can cultivate the immortal way. Like Shuang'er, he has third-grade spiritual roots."

"really?!"

Liu Yunyue, who thought she was used to seeing strong winds and waves, could not suppress her excitement when she heard that her son had spiritual roots.

"I am a poor man, don't tell lies!"

"Thank you so much, Taoist Master. I would like to ask the Taoist Master to accept my son as his disciple and teach him the art of cultivating immortals."

"can."

The blind old man smiled slightly.

"Tian'er, hurry up and become a disciple!"

"Disciple Liu Yantian, pay your respects to Master!"

Under the shade of the willow tree, there were many people from Liujiazhuang who brought their children to seek immortality. They saw that Liu Yunyue's son had been found to have spiritual roots and could follow him to practice the immortal way.

All of them showed envious expressions on their faces.