"My lord, the Third Elder has summoned you over."
The maid called softly from not far away, with a somewhat restrained expression.
Lu Cheng sat on the boulder by the cliff, closing his eyes and gulping in the morning sun, constantly nourishing the mouthful of Purple Air in his chest.
"Is it already the hour."
He whispered and added, "Go and tell the Third Elder that I will be there afterwards."
After the maid had left, Lu Cheng continued to devour the last wisp of the morning sun before slowly withdrawing his power.
In the fifteen years since he had been reborn in this realm, he had come here every morning and every night to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, transforming it into the Purple Air.
This cultivation technique for swallowing the morning sun was called the Hong Meng Sutra, which he had inadvertently found from a stall in his previous life and had since crossed over to this world, becoming a supreme method that changed his destiny.
The Hong Meng Sutra can transform the power of the morning sun and the moon into the Purple Air. This Purple Air has supreme wonders, and just from what he has figured out, it already has the wonders of improving the qualifications of his spiritual roots.
He was born with a mouthful of Purple Air, which raised his qualifications to a level comparable to that of a Three-Spirit Root.
Lu Cheng knew that this method was the greatest opportunity in his life, so for more than ten years he had been practising it diligently, painstakingly taking in the sun and moonlight and accumulating the Purple Air, without ever revealing it to anyone.
He was not even willing to let others know his True Spiritual, saying only that he was gifted with a second Spiritual.
In this life, his sect background was not bad, the Chen clan was a small immortal cultivation sect, with more than a hundred cultivators in the clan, and an old ancestor at the Foundation Establishment stage sitting in the town.
Although it may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the world, it is still a good place to talk about in the tens of thousands of miles around Yu County.
As the most distinguished member of the Chen sect's younger generation, he had been expected to be the best since he was a child. He lived up to these expectations, breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Condensation at the age of just fifteen, which was already comparable to many old cultivators who had been training for decades.
In contrast, most cultivators of his age barely reach the first or second level of Qi Condensation at this age.
Most cultivators build their foundation before the age of ten, and only start their formal cultivation at the age of eleven or twelve, only break through to the middle to late Qi Condensation at the age of forty or fifty.
He had eight or nine more years of precious cultivation time than others, and his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds before he could reach the late stage of Qi Condensation three months ago.
After breaking through to the late stage of Qi Condensation, he had received a lot of attention from the sect, now his status in the Chen clan had increased considerably, he was considered to have initially stepped into the top echelons of the sect.
Putting his thoughts back, Lu Cheng stood up and walked towards the Third Elder's Hall of Clan Affairs.
The Canyuan Mountain Range covers thousands of miles, its main peak, Qing Yuanfeng, is one of the few mountains in the whole of Yu County.
The ancestor of the Chen clan later killed and took over this treasure of a spiritual vein, then married and took a concubine and founded this immortal cultivation sect.
The entire Qing Yuan mountain spirit energy is thin at the foot of the mountain, and the more you go up to the top, the richer the spirit energy becomes, so most of the sect's cultivators below the sixth level of Qi Condensation open caves on the mountainsides to cultivate immortality.
At the top of the mountain are the seventeen acres of spiritual fields that the Chen sect has set up, as well as the sect hall, while the back of the mountain, where the spiritual veins spring, is where the patriarch cultivates.
The third elder, Chen Qinghao, is responsible for presiding over the clan affairs and the clan hall where he is located is at the top of the mountain.
Lu Cheng had just entered the great hall of Clan Stuff when he noticed that the atmosphere was a little off, with a dozen figures sitting in the entire hall in a gloomy atmosphere.
"Greetings to the several uncles and uncles."
The few people present were all senior members of the Chen sect, respectively the third elder Chen Qinghao, the fourth elder Chen Qing Yuan, the fifth elder Chen Qing Wan.
The 16-character genealogy of the Chen sect has been passed down to the present day, and apart from the patriarch, there are only six or seven members of the character generation left.
There are seven elders in the Chen sect, all of whom are ninth-level Qi Condensation, of whom the eldest, Chen Qingxu, sits in Pingyang.
The population of Pingyang is over 100,000, all descendants of the Chen sect's bloodline. Every year, these mortals produce one or two Chen sect descendants with spiritual roots, which is the foundation of the sect's heritage.
The mortals are a great tonic to both demon and demon beasts, so in order to guard these person, the First Elder would not easily leave Pingyang County City if he did not have an important matter.
The second elder, Chen Qinghe, is in charge of the sect's shops in the Yu Yang market, so he is unable to leave.
The seventh elder, Chen Qingyuan, is only thirty-one years old and has extraordinary talent, but having joined the Qingyang sect, he is already only half a member of the sect and cannot take care of the whole sect.
Seeing that all three elders in the sect had come, except for the patriarch who was in seclusion in the back of the mountain to heal his wounds, Lu Cheng had a vague feeling that something was going on.
As soon as he saw Lu Cheng enter, the elders nodded.
Lu Cheng was able to break through the late stage of Qi Condensation at the age of fifteen, a talent that was no worse than that of a person with a different spiritual root, and had a good chance of building a foundation in the future.
Chen Qinghao, who presided over the sect meeting, nodded his head, showing a rare warm look.
"Nianzhi, you're here."
"Since everyone has come together, then I will tell everyone about the matter."
Seeing that all the dozen or so late Qi practicing cultivation had arrived, Chen Qinghao curbed his smile and revealed a sad look.
Chen Nian Yi looked at his expression, his heart sank slightly, and probably guessed what was going to be discussed at this clan meeting. A year ago, Daoist Jiang of the Heavenly Market mountain had refined a medicinal pills, and this time, four pills were made, two were taken out for auction.
At that time, the Chen sect sold a lot of sect assets and even incurred a lot of foreign debts, finally spent more than 30,000 spiritual stones to buy this medicinal pills.
The patriarch, Chen Changxuan, was also ambushed by an enemy because of the medicinal pills.
Although Chen Changxuan was able to kill a cultivator in the battle, unfortunately, he was also injured and has been in seclusion at the spiritual spring in the back of the mountain since returning to Cangyuan mountain.
After the sect obtained the medicinal pills, the final choice of the candidate to use the Pill was that if one wanted to break through to the stage, it was best not to exceed the age of sixty, as cultivators over this age already had insufficient air and blood, even if they used the medicinal pills, the success rate would often be no more than 20%.
There are still seven cultivators left in the sect, leaving aside Chen Qingyuan, who has joined the clan, the eldest elder is already over seventy, the second elder Chen Qinghe is also over sixty, and the third elder has injured his foundation after fighting.
Of the other few, Sixth Elder Chen Qing Meng was an alchemist, and his status and value in the sect exceeded that of the Fourth and Fifth Elders, and he eventually borrowed a large amount of spirit stones to take the medicinal pills
The first time I saw the third elder, I saw the third elder's sad face, and Lu Cheng couldn't help but feel a little dry in his throat.
The maid called softly from not far away, with a somewhat restrained expression.
Lu Cheng sat on the boulder by the cliff, closing his eyes and gulping in the morning sun, constantly nourishing the mouthful of Purple Air in his chest.
"Is it already the hour."
He whispered and added, "Go and tell the Third Elder that I will be there afterwards."
After the maid had left, Lu Cheng continued to devour the last wisp of the morning sun before slowly withdrawing his power.
In the fifteen years since he had been reborn in this realm, he had come here every morning and every night to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, transforming it into the Purple Air.
This cultivation technique for swallowing the morning sun was called the Hong Meng Sutra, which he had inadvertently found from a stall in his previous life and had since crossed over to this world, becoming a supreme method that changed his destiny.
The Hong Meng Sutra can transform the power of the morning sun and the moon into the Purple Air. This Purple Air has supreme wonders, and just from what he has figured out, it already has the wonders of improving the qualifications of his spiritual roots.
He was born with a mouthful of Purple Air, which raised his qualifications to a level comparable to that of a Three-Spirit Root.
Lu Cheng knew that this method was the greatest opportunity in his life, so for more than ten years he had been practising it diligently, painstakingly taking in the sun and moonlight and accumulating the Purple Air, without ever revealing it to anyone.
He was not even willing to let others know his True Spiritual, saying only that he was gifted with a second Spiritual.
In this life, his sect background was not bad, the Chen clan was a small immortal cultivation sect, with more than a hundred cultivators in the clan, and an old ancestor at the Foundation Establishment stage sitting in the town.
Although it may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the world, it is still a good place to talk about in the tens of thousands of miles around Yu County.
As the most distinguished member of the Chen sect's younger generation, he had been expected to be the best since he was a child. He lived up to these expectations, breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Condensation at the age of just fifteen, which was already comparable to many old cultivators who had been training for decades.
In contrast, most cultivators of his age barely reach the first or second level of Qi Condensation at this age.
Most cultivators build their foundation before the age of ten, and only start their formal cultivation at the age of eleven or twelve, only break through to the middle to late Qi Condensation at the age of forty or fifty.
He had eight or nine more years of precious cultivation time than others, and his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds before he could reach the late stage of Qi Condensation three months ago.
After breaking through to the late stage of Qi Condensation, he had received a lot of attention from the sect, now his status in the Chen clan had increased considerably, he was considered to have initially stepped into the top echelons of the sect.
Putting his thoughts back, Lu Cheng stood up and walked towards the Third Elder's Hall of Clan Affairs.
The Canyuan Mountain Range covers thousands of miles, its main peak, Qing Yuanfeng, is one of the few mountains in the whole of Yu County.
The ancestor of the Chen clan later killed and took over this treasure of a spiritual vein, then married and took a concubine and founded this immortal cultivation sect.
The entire Qing Yuan mountain spirit energy is thin at the foot of the mountain, and the more you go up to the top, the richer the spirit energy becomes, so most of the sect's cultivators below the sixth level of Qi Condensation open caves on the mountainsides to cultivate immortality.
At the top of the mountain are the seventeen acres of spiritual fields that the Chen sect has set up, as well as the sect hall, while the back of the mountain, where the spiritual veins spring, is where the patriarch cultivates.
The third elder, Chen Qinghao, is responsible for presiding over the clan affairs and the clan hall where he is located is at the top of the mountain.
Lu Cheng had just entered the great hall of Clan Stuff when he noticed that the atmosphere was a little off, with a dozen figures sitting in the entire hall in a gloomy atmosphere.
"Greetings to the several uncles and uncles."
The few people present were all senior members of the Chen sect, respectively the third elder Chen Qinghao, the fourth elder Chen Qing Yuan, the fifth elder Chen Qing Wan.
The 16-character genealogy of the Chen sect has been passed down to the present day, and apart from the patriarch, there are only six or seven members of the character generation left.
There are seven elders in the Chen sect, all of whom are ninth-level Qi Condensation, of whom the eldest, Chen Qingxu, sits in Pingyang.
The population of Pingyang is over 100,000, all descendants of the Chen sect's bloodline. Every year, these mortals produce one or two Chen sect descendants with spiritual roots, which is the foundation of the sect's heritage.
The mortals are a great tonic to both demon and demon beasts, so in order to guard these person, the First Elder would not easily leave Pingyang County City if he did not have an important matter.
The second elder, Chen Qinghe, is in charge of the sect's shops in the Yu Yang market, so he is unable to leave.
The seventh elder, Chen Qingyuan, is only thirty-one years old and has extraordinary talent, but having joined the Qingyang sect, he is already only half a member of the sect and cannot take care of the whole sect.
Seeing that all three elders in the sect had come, except for the patriarch who was in seclusion in the back of the mountain to heal his wounds, Lu Cheng had a vague feeling that something was going on.
As soon as he saw Lu Cheng enter, the elders nodded.
Lu Cheng was able to break through the late stage of Qi Condensation at the age of fifteen, a talent that was no worse than that of a person with a different spiritual root, and had a good chance of building a foundation in the future.
Chen Qinghao, who presided over the sect meeting, nodded his head, showing a rare warm look.
"Nianzhi, you're here."
"Since everyone has come together, then I will tell everyone about the matter."
Seeing that all the dozen or so late Qi practicing cultivation had arrived, Chen Qinghao curbed his smile and revealed a sad look.
Chen Nian Yi looked at his expression, his heart sank slightly, and probably guessed what was going to be discussed at this clan meeting. A year ago, Daoist Jiang of the Heavenly Market mountain had refined a medicinal pills, and this time, four pills were made, two were taken out for auction.
At that time, the Chen sect sold a lot of sect assets and even incurred a lot of foreign debts, finally spent more than 30,000 spiritual stones to buy this medicinal pills.
The patriarch, Chen Changxuan, was also ambushed by an enemy because of the medicinal pills.
Although Chen Changxuan was able to kill a cultivator in the battle, unfortunately, he was also injured and has been in seclusion at the spiritual spring in the back of the mountain since returning to Cangyuan mountain.
After the sect obtained the medicinal pills, the final choice of the candidate to use the Pill was that if one wanted to break through to the stage, it was best not to exceed the age of sixty, as cultivators over this age already had insufficient air and blood, even if they used the medicinal pills, the success rate would often be no more than 20%.
There are still seven cultivators left in the sect, leaving aside Chen Qingyuan, who has joined the clan, the eldest elder is already over seventy, the second elder Chen Qinghe is also over sixty, and the third elder has injured his foundation after fighting.
Of the other few, Sixth Elder Chen Qing Meng was an alchemist, and his status and value in the sect exceeded that of the Fourth and Fifth Elders, and he eventually borrowed a large amount of spirit stones to take the medicinal pills
The first time I saw the third elder, I saw the third elder's sad face, and Lu Cheng couldn't help but feel a little dry in his throat.
