Cultivation begins with separation.

Chapter 46 Birth
Purple Mountain.

A lot of strange things happened this year.

Both mortals and cultivators are quite curious.

"Xiaoyue, everyone said that a treasure appeared in Zijin Mountain. What do you think?"

In a yard.

A young man asked a pretty woman.

“It’s all nonsense.

Uncle Fu has seen the world with the mountain master. It is said that Xiaonan's mother is a favored daughter of heaven who was born in Lijiang Taoist Temple.

A few days ago, I heard Uncle Fu say that this must be the mountain master practicing the formation.

According to Uncle Fu, the mountain master's abilities are unmatched by any genius in the entire Lijiang Taoist Academy.

The mountain master must be practicing a terrifyingly powerful formation."

As she spoke, a hint of admiration flashed in the woman's eyes.

These two people were exactly the boy and girl that Yi Dong saw when he returned to the mountain.

One is named Yi Jie and the other is named Yi Mingyue.

The two of them only have three spiritual roots.

My parents are just ordinary cultivators in Zijin Mountain, not even managers.

In the fairyland, their qualifications are very ordinary, but in Zijin Mountain, they are considered to be among the better ones.

Because of the Bu Tian Pill, almost all the members of the Yi family born in Zijin Mountain have spiritual roots.

However, the spiritual roots of these tribesmen are basically four or five.

Yi Jie shook his head. Yi Mingyue had admired the mountain master extremely since she met him a few years ago.

As for whether Yi Mingyue had any other thoughts, Yi Jie didn't know.

Compared to Yidong, the master of the mountain.

Yi Jie admires Yi Hao very much.

Rumor has it that Yi Hao was recommended by the mountain master and went to the intermediate Taoist academy, where he discovered the spirit and soared to fame.

Yi Hao was originally just a spiritual farmer in Zijin Mountain, and his status was similar to his.

Yi Jie has always hoped to be the second Yi Hao.

Unfortunately, it was difficult for him to even meet the mountain master, and it was completely a pipe dream for him to ask the mountain master to recommend him to the Taoist temple.

"By the way, Xiaoyue, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, by the way, didn't the mountain master place the first chapters of the sixteen techniques that lead directly to the Golden Elixir Avenue in the Transmission Hall two years ago?
I'm planning to switch to one of the subjects, what about you?"

Yi Jie shook his head. He had great ambitions and only wanted to enter the Taoist temple. He looked down upon the martial arts taught in the Purple Gold Mountain's Transmission Hall.

“I won’t switch to another major.

By the way, those techniques are clearly recorded. After practicing them, it is very difficult to change to other techniques. "

"You don't know yet?
My father said that after switching to those techniques, one can learn many new spells.

Without changing your cultivation method, you won’t be able to learn those spells, and we won’t be able to do many errands on the mountain in the future.

Oh, my father said that if you want to learn it, it’s best to learn the water-attributed “Purple Qi Ren Shui Gong” or “Purple Qi Gui Shui Gong”.

"Is it because of the eight huge ponds at the foot of the mountain?"

“Yes, you know, the herbs grown there are the spiritual herbs for refining golden elixirs.

In the future, perhaps we can also become Jindan Elders, no, Jindan True Men."

In the chaotic times, cultivators at the Golden Core Realm were called Golden Core Ancestors by lower-level cultivators.

But now.

Almost no one says that anymore.

After all, many people who are practicing Qi today have a lifespan that exceeds that of the Nascent Soul stage, so this old ancestor is not old anymore.

Yi Jie shook his head.

The golden elixir was the dream of many low-level immortal cultivators a long time ago.

But now, Jindan is just a mid-level cultivator.

As long as there are spirit stones, you can become a golden elixir smoothly.

Just like the Purple Gold Mountain, as long as the mountain master Yi Dong wants, he can easily buy a golden elixir package by spending a few thousand spirit stones to make a member of the tribe become a golden elixir. Of course, this kind of quick-made golden elixir may not even last one turn.

Compared to the golden elixir, Yi Jie is obsessed with becoming a modern cultivator.

"I won't change my cultivation. By the way, I came here today and returned the spirit stone to you."

"There's no rush."

In a spacious courtyard on the mountainside.

Yi Fu and Yi De were drinking spirit wine.

The fragrant wine tasted a little bitter in their mouths.

"Alas, I never thought that Fairy Dongfang would become the Taoist partner of the mountain master."

"Yes, there was no sign before. In Lijiang Taoist Temple, many fairies wanted to form a Taoist couple with the mountain master, but the mountain master didn't even look at them. He didn't want to."

The two of them were talking to each other, both consciously avoiding sensitive topics.

For both of them.

It’s not a problem for Yidong to find a Taoist partner.

The problem is that Yidong already has children, and this is the biggest problem.

No matter what the qualifications of Yidong’s children are now.

In the future, their status on Purple Mountain will definitely decline.

Now, the immortal cultivators on Purple Gold Mountain.

Yi Dong is aloof and basically doesn't care about many chores.

Below Yi Dong, there are these two.

Many positions on Zijin Mountain are now controlled by their close relatives or directly by their children.

If Yi Dong had children, in a few decades, he would definitely produce immortal cultivators in the lineage of the mountain master.

By then, regardless of their own status, the cultivators of these two lineages who will come after them will certainly be inferior to those of the mountain master's lineage.

That’s why they feel bitter.

Although they knew that Yi Dong would give birth to offspring sooner or later.

But when this day comes, they still find it hard to accept.

Yi De suddenly said:

"Tell me, will the mountain master's son have natural spiritual roots or even a spiritual body? After all, the strange vision in Purple Gold Mountain before was not fake."

Easyfood,
"Can't?

Even in ancient families, spiritual roots and spiritual bodies are mostly produced by relying on the large number of clan members."

Yi Fu has been in Lijiang Taoist Temple for so long, and his knowledge is incomparable to Yi De.

"I don't think so. How much did the mountain master buy this year? He spent nearly 20 million spirit stones.

Moreover, the mountain master will give you a fine heaven-replenishing pill and let you give birth to a son with dual spiritual roots.

The mountain master spent so many resources, is it just for a child who does not have a natural spiritual root?"

Yi Fu stopped talking too.

They both knew Yi Dong's character.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he has a cold heart. It is obviously impossible for Yi Dong to spend almost all of his fortune for an ordinary offspring.

Thinking of this, Yi Fu couldn't help but take a breath.

If Yi Dong really mastered the method of giving birth to spiritual roots and even spiritual offspring, how prosperous would the Yi family of Zijin Mountain be in the future?
Yi Fu and Yi De looked at each other and drank in silence.

Almost all the cities in the fairyland began to decorate with lights and colors to welcome the arrival of the new year.

This year's New Year is celebrated by the whole world.

For the centennial celebration, the Immortal Kingdom directly exempted a lot of taxes. Not to mention the cities, even the people in the mountain villages received a gift from the Immortal Kingdom officials.

So this New Year, the fairyland is full of festive people.

Even people from Zijin Mountain are not immune to this.

Purple Gold Mountain was also decorated with lights and colors, and everyone, whether cultivators or mortals, had smiles on their faces.

A few days before the New Year.

The title of the new Immortal Emperor who will take the throne a hundred years later has been announced, and the name of the country has also been decided.

The new country's name, following the name of the Immortal Emperor, will be "Kanshui".

In other words, a hundred years later, the Kanshui era will begin.

This night.

Neither Yidong nor Dongfanghong slept.

They came to the Taichu purple apricot tree.

“Is it really necessary to give birth at that moment in the early hours of the morning?”

Dongfanghong doesn't understand.

"How about tomorrow during the day?"

Dongfanghong didn't understand, even though Yidong dropped out of the Taoist academy.

But he has learned so much knowledge from the Taoist temple, why is he even more weird than the ancient cultivators now?

“Have you ever studied the calendar of the Immortal Kingdom?

Every thousand years, the Immortal Kingdom will promulgate a new calendar.

Have you noticed that the days of the months in each calendar are not fixed, and the number of days in each year varies by about thirty days.

In other words, each Immortal Emperor reigns for a thousand years.

However, this thousand years, although it is the same in terms of years, is very different when calculated in terms of days.

I don’t understand the calendar of the fairyland either.

But I think there must be some underlying reason, and I would rather believe it than not."

Dongfanghong disagreed, but seeing Yi Dong like this, she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a bell rang on Purple Mountain.

This indicates that the new year marks the arrival of the 900th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Dongfanghong was about to give birth to the child.

Yi Dong frowned.

"Wait, the time is not right yet."

"Why, now, it's New Year's Day."

Yi Dong had a vague feeling that now was not the right time.

Even he himself could guess that the change of the new year might contain mysteries. Are the other cultivators fools?
According to the calendar of the fairyland, it is indeed a new year now.

However, has the Centennial Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony of the Immortal Emperor far away in Zhongzhou ended?
When will it end?
Yidong didn’t know whether the time had come.

He chose to trust his feelings.

Dongfanghong felt quite uncomfortable.

She was pregnant with a big belly, if it weren't for her cultivation.

Five children, all of which are more than full-term and have received extensive care from Yi Dong, are likely to burst her belly.

She was ready.

But Yi Dong suddenly changed his mind, leaving her in a dilemma and feeling really uncomfortable.

Yi Dong looked at Taichu Zixing.

That strange feeling vaguely came from Taichu Zixing.

Suddenly, Yi Dong had an idea.

Immediately send the message.

In just a few moments, the children inside Dongfanghong's body fell into cradles one after another.

The loud cries of five children pierced the night sky and spread far away.

Three boys and two girls.

Both Yi Dong and Dong Fang Hong knew about it.

"Great, they all have natural spiritual roots."

Dongfanghong was somewhat happy, as her hard work for the whole year was worth it.

Yi Dong smiled.

The day of the rise of the Yi family of Zijin Mountain is not far away.

As for Yi Dong, he will just stay quietly in the Yi family and enjoy the care and respect from his descendants.

After a while.

Yi Dong felt disappointed and then secretly relieved.

Fortunately, my premonition was not some messed up "golden finger" awakening.

"Do you think it is necessary to hide the spiritual roots of the five children?"

“No need, who dares to come to Zijin Mountain and act recklessly?

Now, relying on the formation of Purple Gold Mountain, I am not afraid of even building the foundation of the Great Dao.

Our son should shine brightly. What's the point of hiding something?"

Yi Dong said directly.

At the same time, he felt that in the fairyland, there would probably be many geniuses and evildoers who would be born at about the same time as his five children.

From now on, these five children will face even more brutal competition within the Taoist temple.

Therefore, Yi Dong would never allow his children to develop a cowardly character from an early age.

(End of this chapter)