Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 102 Time Flies, Three Years in a Flash

After returning to the Tianyan Sect, Meng Xihong did not hide the treasures he had obtained in his private treasury. Instead, he directly handed over half of the spirit stones, pills, and magical artifacts to Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua.

"Distribute it all according to merit and cultivation, leaving nothing for ourselves."

The order caused an uproar throughout the entire Tianyan Sect.

A man named Zhao Tiezhu was originally the best hunter in Yunni Township. He was skilled with a bow and dreamed of owning a flying sword.

When Ji Beichuan handed him a gleaming, mid-grade yellow-rank flying sword, the seven-foot-tall man's eyes instantly reddened.

His hands trembled as he stroked the cold blade of the sword again and again, as if he were caressing a rare treasure.

He suddenly knelt on one knee, his voice choked with emotion: "Sect Master, you have shown me such great kindness! I, Tiezhu, am a member of the Tianyan Sect in life and in death."

Another person named Sun Daniu was honest and kind, but his talent was mediocre. He had been stuck at the fourth level of the "Body Tempering" realm for more than half a year. Seeing his peers surpassing him one by one, he was filled with ambition.

When a crimson "Body Tempering Pill" was handed to him, he could hardly believe his eyes.

This elixir was specially modified by the sect leader's wife, Bai Muyun, based on an ancient formula for the disciples of the Body Refining Hall. It can greatly stimulate qi and blood, making it extremely precious.

“Da Niu, the sect leader said that you have a calm temperament and a solid foundation, and all you need is an opportunity.”

This is a Body Tempering Pill; it can stimulate your Qi and blood, helping you break through your barrier. Take it and you'll succeed!

Sun Daniu nodded emphatically and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

A moment later, a scorching medicinal power, as hot as magma, exploded throughout his body. His depleted blood and energy instantly became incredibly vigorous, and the bottleneck that had troubled him for so long broke through as easily as if it were made of paper.

"Roar!"

With tears welling in his eyes, he looked up to the sky and let out a long-suppressed roar that shook the mountains and forests.

These scenes were playing out throughout the Tianyan Sect.

Resources, cultivation techniques, fairness!

These things that require risking your life to fight for in the outside world can be readily given to you by the sect leader in the Tianyan Sect, as long as you are willing to work hard and sweat.

"Long live the sect master!"

"We swear to follow our sect leader to the death and bring glory to our Tianyan Sect!"

The shouts, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, came from the depths of the heart and reverberated throughout the valley.

Standing in front of the council hall, Meng Xihong listened to his disciples' shouts and felt a surge of pride in his heart.

After the cheers subsided slightly, he raised his hand in a gesture of pressing down, and spoke again, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"What we have given today is for your pioneering work! But the development of the sect is not something that can be achieved overnight, nor can we afford to sit idly by and deplete our resources. Starting tomorrow, the sect will establish a 'Hall of Merit,' and all remaining resources will be allocated to it."

"All disciples of the sect can earn merit points by going out to patrol the mountains, hunt monsters, gather spiritual herbs, or study skills."

Merit points can be exchanged for elixirs, magical artifacts, spirit stones, and even more advanced cultivation techniques in the Hall of Merit.

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent for a moment, then erupted into an even more heated discussion than before.

Clear rewards and punishments, more work, more pay!
This not only gave them a direct path to success, but also a ladder that they could climb upwards through their own efforts.

……

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

For the mortal world, three years is but the passing of spring and autumn. But for the Tianyan Sect, which operates day and night and has abundant resources, three years are three earth-shattering years. Tianyan Sect, back mountain, entrance to the secret realm.

Meng Xihong stood with his hands behind his back. Beside him was his eldest son, Meng Yanqing, who was already half a head taller than him.

Meng Yanqing is now just twelve years old. He stands tall and straight like a pine tree, his face has lost its childishness, and his eyes are calm and deep, with a bright and clear light between them.

He was shirtless, and beneath his bronze skin, his muscles were smooth and powerful. His vital energy was so vigorous that he was like a walking furnace, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

The Body Tempering Chapter of the Furnace Classic, the seventh level "Tempering the Five Internal Organs", has been completed!

Such progress can only be described as "monstrous". His talent for martial arts has been brought to its fullest potential.

"Dad, look at this punch I'm about to unleash!"

Meng Yanqing gave a low shout and thrust his right fist forward in an unremarkable manner, without any force or wind.

But three zhang in front of his fist, a hard blue rock, taller than a person, suddenly trembled and cracked with a "crack," its surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks. Then, with a "whoosh," it shattered into dust.

The force penetrates the body, damaging objects from a distance!
This already signifies that the Body Refining Chapter of the "Furnace Classic" has achieved some success.

"Not bad." Meng Xihong nodded, a hint of satisfaction on his face. "You control your strength at will, and your qi and blood are perfectly unified. Qing'er, you've done very well."

Upon receiving his father's praise, Meng Yanqing's face flashed with the joy unique to a young man, but he quickly concealed it and said in a deep voice, "Father, I am still far from it. Uncle Ji and Uncle Zhang have already begun to try to break through to the eighth level, 'Condensing Marrow and Blood'."

“They are the result of years of hard work and gradual accumulation. You are still young, and the foundation is the most important thing. There’s no rush.” Meng Xihong patted him on the shoulder.

The progress of the Body Refining Hall over the past three years has been nothing short of phenomenal.

With their indomitable spirit and the accumulation of massive resources, Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua finally broke through to the eighth level of the Body Tempering Chapter, "Condensing Marrow and Blood," a year ago! Their strength was comparable to that of an ordinary Qi Refining Peak cultivator.

The brothers He Wu and He Wen are a rare sight within the sect.

He Wu possesses an earth-elemental celestial spiritual root and cultivates both immortal and martial arts. He perfectly combines the profoundness of body refinement with the solidity of earth-elemental techniques. Now, he is not only a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining, but his body refinement has also reached the sixth level, the "Blood Exchange" realm. He is adept at both offense and defense, and is rarely matched by anyone of the same level.

He Wen, on the other hand, brought his wisdom to its fullest potential. He mainly cultivated Qi and secondarily cultivated his body, and is now a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, one level higher than his brother.

Under Yun Songzi's occasional tutelage, he made significant progress in formations and talismans, becoming the top "technical talent" of the Tianyan Sect after Yun Songzi.

As for the first batch of twenty-seven body-refining disciples, they have all become capable individuals who can stand on their own. Even the worst among them has reached the fourth level of body-refining, the "Yi Jin" realm.

The body-refining lineage of the Tianyan Sect has already begun to take shape!

“Father, my brother…” Meng Yanqing glanced at the quiet room behind him, which was shrouded in heavy restrictions, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Meng Xihong followed his gaze, and his eyes softened.

Inside the quiet room, little Meng Yan'an lay quietly on the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade Bed.

Over the past three years, as the body-refining lineage of the Tianyan Sect has grown stronger, the body-refining origin power gathered on him has become increasingly powerful.

Although he is still unable to wake up, his complexion has returned to a rosy hue, his breathing is steady and strong, and his body is slowly growing, making him look like a sleeping three-year-old child.

The sinister black rune between his brows dimmed considerably under the wash of massive amounts of primal power, no longer appearing so ferocious.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.

"Don't worry, your brother will definitely get better," Meng Xihong said softly.

(End of this chapter)