"The younger generations are all well-educated. What you do today will be remembered by everyone. Don't look at the clan elders who are nagging and thinking about seeking some benefits for their descendants, but they also know the right and wrong, and restraint.

In order to prevent future generations from doing anything squandering, the existence of the clan's main courtyard is a result of their contribution."

Li Yuanxiu stared into his brother's eyes and explained:

"If these old people see their children doing something that is disgraceful to the family, they will even go to the clan's main courtyard with crutches to report it in person. They understand the importance of the family's ethos, and deep down they want the family to be good."

"What's more, Uncle Qiuyang and the monks of several small sects are working hard for the sake of the family. If you marry off their children like this today and slaughter Shenmu tomorrow, it will make these people feel cold."

Li Yuanjiao opened his mouth. He had never thought that Li Yuanxiu had such profound thoughts. He changed his mind towards those nagging clan bosses, nodded and whispered:

"My little brother has learned a lesson!"

Li Yuanxiu nodded approvingly and continued:

"In the past, the main line didn't have many capable monks, so it was necessary to be more prepared for the minor sect branches. Now that the main line is prosperous, and my uncle's swordsmanship is unparalleled, these minor sects and branches are the right assistants for running the family. What we need to do is

It’s to win over and favor them, and treat them as one of your own.”

Li Yuanjiao nodded in agreement, and the two brothers looked at each other and smiled. Li Yuanxiu said a few words of greeting, and then smiled:

"I have broken through the second level of fetal breath."

"really?"

Li Yuanxiu started training earlier than Li Yuanjiao. Li Yuanjiao quickly broke through the Xuanjing Wheel with the help of talismans. He also broke through the second-level Chengming Wheel of Fetal Breath a few months ago. Li Yuanxiu broke through a few months later, and his speed can be considered.

Not bad.

"You guy, what's so fake about this?"

Li Yuanxiu saw Li Yuanjiao laughing, counted the time, and said with some embarrassment:

"Seeing that the day of the sacrifice is getting closer day by day, several elders are retreating to break through, and the sacrifices have not been delivered. I have already made arrangements. I am afraid that if some elders do not come out, they will miss the time."

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There are three stone chambers in the cave on Meichi Peak. Li Tongya, Li Xuanxuan, and Li Xuanfeng each retreated. Li Xuanling was practicing in the lobby, sitting cross-legged on a futon on the ground all night. The door at the door of the cave swayed slightly, and the two clan soldiers retreated and walked away.

A woman wearing a white robe came in with a dignified face and looked at him with a smile.

"Husband."

Lu Wanrong is now at the third level of fetal breath cultivation, and her strength is considered good among monks with other surnames. She stepped forward with a smile, holding a bamboo food box in her hand, and put it on the stone table. Li Xuanling saw this and said softly:

"Just ask them to bring it up, but I'll have to trouble you to make a trip."

The monks in the Fetal Breath Realm have strong qi and blood in the first four levels, and their appetite for food increases. Once they break through the particularly critical Yujing Wheel and transcend the mortal realm, their food intake suddenly decreases. When they break through the qi training, they become gods and live longer.

Those who are breath-eaters can only eat wind and drink dew. They only need to drink some clean water. If they want to eat, they must also eat some spiritual meat and spiritual rice. Ordinary food can easily hinder the advancement of cultivation.

Li Xuanling's fetal breath was at the fifth level, and he was still one or two steps away from Qi training. Naturally, he needed to eat, one meal in about a day or two. Now that his family was well off, he naturally ate not ordinary rice and noodles, but some spiritual rice and monster meat.

Lu Wanrong opened the food box and took out two cages. One box contained steamed white rice, and the other box contained a few slices of tender red monster meat.

Li Xuanling took the jade chopsticks from his wife's hand and chewed the food in front of him carefully. Lu Wanrong handed him the tea to drink, and then whispered:

"Yuan Yun has not gone down the mountain for more than a year. I have always been worried in my heart. This child is silent, but in fact he is very high-spirited. He has suffered such a blow and refuses to tell us..."

Li Xuanling paused for a moment, looking quite helpless and feeling vaguely guilty, and said in a harsh voice:

"Why don't I know?"
Chapter completed!