I can start with eternal life and summon the ancestors of China!

"Daotian, do you understand what Daoyun is?"

Chen Ning sat cross-legged in the air and asked lightly.

“Daotian, I don’t know!”

"Look carefully! How much you can understand is up to you!"

Chen Ning made a sound of Tao, which aroused Chen Daotian's mind. Chen Daotian suddenly felt that his understanding of the world was much clearer than usual.

At this time, Chen Ning's body was entangled by countless silk threads. These silk threads tightly wrapped Chen Ning, and the other end was connected to nowhere.

Chen Ning picked out seven threads close together from the countless silk threads, and with a light push, the seven threads broke naturally. In an instant, a strong Taoist charm permeated Chen Ning's body, which was the power of the seven emotions.

Chen Ning randomly picked up another thread, but he couldn't cut it. If a master of the Tribulation Realm were here, he'd be so shocked his eyes would drop out. Is this how immortals cultivate? The power of the Great Dao materializes!?

"Do you understand?"

Chen Ning asked calmly, and the tangible power of the Great Dao around him gradually disappeared.

Chen Daotian's eyes were bright and emitting bursts of brilliance, as if he had grasped something.

"Daotian is stupid. Old Ancestor, what you mean is that these threads are the power of the Great Dao, and the so-called Dao rhyme is to comprehend these Great Daos, then cut them off and control them with one's own strength?"

Chen Ning showed a satisfied look: "As expected of my genes, he has good comprehension."

After receiving Chen Ning's affirmation, Chen Daotian instantly became clear about his future path.

"Ancestor, what would happen if all the power of the Great Dao was cut off?"

"What will happen?"

Chen Ning was truly stumped by this question. Who would know? Most cultivators, due to their limited lifespans, would desperately seek breakthroughs after comprehending a single great Dao. After all, a cultivator in the Fusion Realm only lived for eight thousand years. If they broke through to the Mahayana stage, with the blessing of Dao Yun, their lifespan could reach a hundred thousand years!

Chen Ning's eyes lit up. Others couldn't afford it, but he could! When he cut off all the power of the Great Dao and entered the Mahayana stage, how powerful would that be?

Damn, just the seven paths of lust took Chen Ning forty years. The densely packed power of the Great Dao must have reached no less than a million! There were three thousand Great Daos, and countless side paths! If he truly wanted to sever them all, even Chen Ning, an immortal, would feel his scalp tingling!

Never mind, just take it one step at a time. No one is teaching me how to cultivate immortality, so I just have to figure it out. In fact, Chen Ning was wrong. God damn cut off the avenue. The orthodox cultivation of the ancestral star is to integrate into the avenue and borrow the power of the avenue under the heaven.

Because it was borrowed, after the death of a Mahayana cultivator, his Dao rhyme would be recovered by the Heavenly Dao. However, Chen Ning's severance was another matter. He was fleecing the Heavenly Dao, using the Heavenly Dao's Dao mark to cultivate his own Dao.

If not, how could the old man from the Beast Taming Sect, who had already entered the Mahayana stage for tens of thousands of years, be killed so easily by Chen Ning?

Normally, Chen Ning's teachings would be completely misleading. However, there were no normal people in their family. Years later, the Chen family's Heavenly King emerged, wielding the power of countless avenues to violently crush the tribulation-crossing monster. This scene deeply shocked the entire Zuxing!

"Thank you, ancestor, for giving me the Dharma. Daotian now knows how to practice in the future."

Chen Daotian bowed deeply to Chen Ning, his admiration for Chen Ning was absolutely from the heart.

"Go ahead and call Tyrant in!"

"Yes!"

Chen Daotian retreated respectfully.

"What are you calling me for, old man!"

A moment later, Chen Batian walked in carelessly.

"Hey, I don't know who you, Tiger-headed kid, take after. Neither Hei Zu nor I are the kind of people who disrespect our elders, right?"

Chen Ning had a headache. Chen Batian, the tiger-headed kid, looked very much like the rebellious son who fought for the family inheritance in the palace dramas of his previous life. Every day he either shouted to see him to his grave or played the suona for him.

Chen Ning casually shot out a ray of light, which was the heart method of the Ape God's Body Tempering Technique. It shot into Chen Batian's eyebrows and kicked him a hundred meters away. What a rebellious son!

"Xiaotian!"

"Ancestor, are you looking for me?"

Chen Xiaotian bowed as soon as he entered the door.

"Do you have any ideas about your future path?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaotian pulled out a book. It was titled "Records of Observations." It was thin, only a few dozen pages long.

Chen Xiaotian turned to the first page, the Chen family: Ancestor Chen Ning, Black Ancestor Heizi, eldest brother Chen Daotian, second brother Chen Xiaotian, I, Chen Batian... Bai Yujing.

Page 2: Today, I encountered a man who looked just like our ancestor. I fought him, but I lost. It was a bit embarrassing. Later, I found out that he was actually our eldest brother.

. . .

“Ancestor, my path is to follow the Chen family and see the world together.”

Chen Ning was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"That's good. It's always good to have your own goals. You can go down first."

"Xiaotian, take your leave!"

As for Zi Tian and Chen Ning, there is no need to worry. This kid has been with Lao Hei every day recently, and the two of them are like real father and son.

Chen Heitian is now doing very well. According to him, he now runs a spiritual clothing store in Shicheng, specializing in the voices of immortal cultivators, and he is making a lot of money.

In this way, Chen, the Four Heavenly Kings, spent a period of peaceful and warm days with the two ancestors, picked up his bandit suits again, and embarked on a new round of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

The one who was robbed was the world of immortal cultivation, and the one who was saved was the Chen family.

Chen Ning stood on the mountainside, looking at the small village not far away where he had lived for forty years, and he felt a little reluctant to leave. It was just that the old friends were gone, and the place was indeed familiar, but there was a sense of strangeness everywhere.

"Old Black, it's time for us to go!"

"Wang!"

"Woo!"

Heizi and Bai Yujing responded at the same time.

Chen Ning felt uncomfortable when he heard Bai Yujing whimpering, so he kicked her immediately. Bai Yujing's small body rolled far away, but she ran back happily.

It was because every time Chen Ning kicked him, the spiritual stones and spiritual herbs he had eaten before would be digested very quickly.

"Old Black, he's not sensible, and neither are you! When we move to a new place, if he keeps whining like this, it's just going to arouse suspicion!"

Lao Hei agreed very much with Chen Ning's words. He knew very well the evil of human nature, and immediately pressed down Bai Yujing's head.

"Wang! Wang!"

The harshness in his words was unprecedented.

Bai Yujing mumbled for a long time: "Woo~~Wang?"

Chen Ning and Heizi looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

"Let's go if you say so!

The stars in the sky are like the Big Dipper!"

One person and two dogs immediately packed up their belongings and set out for their destination: a place with snow-capped mountains.

In his past and present lives, Chen Ning has never seen a snow-capped mountain, which is a pity.