Ball Ball Cultivation

Qiuqiu didn't bother them. In China, the older the family, the more they value inheritance. A particularly ancient and hidden family like theirs has put in countless efforts to pass it down from generation to generation, and it has even become the obsession of every family head. So it's no wonder that Grandpa Xu reacted like this.

Qing Heng is a relatively famous senior in the world of cultivation. No matter how famous he is, he is still a pig that eats his own cabbages, so Grandpa Xu blocked his facial nerves and tested him.

He just asked how they met, whether he had concubines, etc. After getting a positive answer from Qing Heng, he finally asked, "When are you going to have your wedding?"

At this moment, Qiuqiu, who had been wiping Xiaoliu's saliva, replied, "Grandpa, we're not planning to get married right now. My method of forming a child is quite unique, and my cultivation and spirit are not stable right now. I need more time to consolidate them. The most important thing is that I still have something very important to do. If I don't complete that thing, we can't become a Taoist couple." After saying this, she looked at Qingheng, asking him to speak. If Grandpa knew that she was not in a complete state of spirit, he would be even more worried.

Qing Heng said innocently, "Qiuqiu is right. It doesn't matter when we get married. I'm willing to wait."

Grandpa Xu didn't force her, but he reminded her, "This is not our place. Getting pregnant before marriage, changing boyfriends, and getting divorced are all trivial matters. Our family is your backer. If you want to live well here, you must adapt to the rules here. The status of female cultivators is still very weak, otherwise you must stand at a high position and fear nothing."

After saying this, he gave Qiuqiu an encouraging look. His granddaughter, though seemingly delicate, was actually very resilient. In this world of cultivation with abundant spiritual energy, her Chaos Spiritual Roots could truly carve out a niche for herself.

The next thing was to discuss future matters. Grandpa Xu was here, his master was nearing the end of his life, and he had two senior brothers and one senior sister who were all elders of Danfeng of Taixu Sect, and they also had many disciples. Qiuqiu simply registered as a guest elder at Danfeng under the identity of Grandpa Xu's granddaughter. As for refining the elixir, there was no problem because Grandpa Xu's knowledge in this area was more comprehensive than that of Qiuqiu, who was self-taught.

Qiuqiu took out the Qingmu Ding and said to Grandpa, "This is the Qingmu Ding that can refine elixirs rich in vitality. However, after I formed my infant, the elixir fire was upgraded, and this elixir furnace is a little powerless, especially the part that Lu Yu repaired. I want to ask him to repair and upgrade it again, but it just doesn't feel smooth."

Grandpa Xu took the Green Wood Tripod and examined it carefully, noting the signs of repairs. Even though he was a master alchemist, he hadn't noticed its uniqueness. He took out the Duobao Jade and sent a message to Lu Yu, asking for a reunion, saying it was a reunion of old friends.

Grandpa Xu held his two great-grandchildren tightly, refusing to let go. He spread the treasures from his storage ring all over the floor, letting the two infants choose. Qing Heng, watching from the side, felt a bit overwhelmed. Family affection was weak in the world of cultivation. While it wasn't to the point of complete detachment, it wasn't something one would treat a great-grandchild with such importance! At most, they would just bring them up, occasionally test them, and reward them with some elixirs and magical tools.

Even the bloodline of the divine beasts, which has few descendants, does not express family affection so obviously. Alas, the family of my future daughter-in-law is too affectionate. I have to get used to it.

Lu Yu arrived sooner than expected, bringing Qin Qingqing with him that afternoon. They all decided to have a barbecue. Grandpa Xu, however, invited his own master, his brothers, and his sisters.

Dan Yuanzi has been in the early stage of transformation for thousands of years. Now he looks very old, with white hair and beard, and his face looks to be in his sixties. He has a fairy-like appearance, but his body has entered the five signs of decline of the immortal.

The reason why he attended this informal dinner for younger generations was to accompany Qing Heng, the supreme elder of the Qinglong clan.

By the way, he visited his apprentice's relatives. His apprentice came from another world and could not ascend in this world. Perhaps he could ascend to another world. Even if he could not find another way to ascend, at least he could provide elixirs rich in vitality.

He now completely couldn't face the scene of his young disciple and his granddaughter being so affectionate with each other, but as an old guy who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, he couldn't accept it in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm on the outside.

The Lu family kid and his youngest disciple were lamenting, chatting animatedly. His other disciples gathered off to one side, even set up a soundproof barrier, and it was unclear what they were discussing. Qin Qingqing, the little girl from Huoyan Peak, was running around the yard with two little babies. Qing Heng, the Grand Elder of the Azure Dragon Clan, an ancient mythical beast who he should be treating as a distinguished guest, was threading brocade chicken skewers with magical bamboo skewers. He looked at the various demon beast meats, magical vegetables, and spiritual mountain mushrooms already skewered nearby, and his technique was incredibly deft.

I really want to cover my eyes. Elder Qingheng, known for his aloofness and coldness, has lost his reputation like this. Will he kill people to silence them? I'm just an alchemist, and I really can't beat him. Or maybe I should just go back quickly, before anyone notices.

But it was too late. The little disciple who had the best eyesight before had already stood up to welcome his master who had arrived last!

Everyone stood up, including Qing Heng, who was working hard on stringing the skewers, and gave the junior greeting:

"Meet the Master."

"Greetings, Elder Dan."

Dan Lingzi remained calm and said, "No need for formalities." He then took out three bottles of medicinal pills and gave them to Qiuqiu and the two children, "This is a meeting gift."

At this time, Grandpa Xu's eldest brother, second sister, and third brother all started to take out their gifts. As expected, they were all pills. Qiuqiu happily accepted them all.

Lu Yu, Qin Qingqing and Qiuqiu were just acquaintances of the same generation, so they only gave the two children a gift of introduction, a jade pendant-shaped defensive magic weapon for each of them, which was obviously not an ordinary item.

Dan Lingzi's face was calm and composed as he asked everyone to sit down. Following Grandpa Xu's invitation, he took the main seat in the courtyard. The moment he sat down, he glanced at Qing Heng, who was working hard, and felt a bit dreamy.

In the cultivation world of Mount Everest, strength is respected. There's no way a supreme master like Qing Heng could serve these weaker juniors. He was still a bit nervous. Compared to him, he was still young. After all, other divine beasts are known to live long lives. Qing Heng had already become a true Azure Dragon. According to the ten thousand years it takes for a dragon to reach adulthood, he had only just reached adulthood!

He glanced at his little apprentice, meaning to give an explanation!

Grandpa Xu saw what was happening and felt that everyone was getting uneasy without an explanation, so he took the initiative to speak: "My granddaughter and I haven't seen each other for many years. Today is a formal meeting and getting to know everyone. We are all not strangers. My granddaughter is a good barbecued meat lover. Everyone will enjoy it later. She is a junior and still a child, so don't be restrained."

Now comes the key point: "As for Elder Qing Heng, he is my granddaughter's husband, and those two are their children. He is now helping his wife cook, and we, as her family, are tasting the food. This is a custom where we live, and there's nothing fixed about it. Anyone who likes can help skewer the food, and we can all play together. This is a kind of welcome party where everyone can participate."