Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 75 The Stone Wedding (Fifteenth Update)

Jiang Fu'an sat and chatted with Ma Ping for a long time, refilling his tea twice, before Ma Ping revealed the purpose of his early arrival: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, actually, I came today to entrust you with something."

He glanced to the side and said, "These two are junior retainers whom our Wang family has invited in recent years. The patriarch said they have some talent in drawing talismans, and thought that if you have some free time, you might as well give them some pointers."

Jiang Fu'an had noticed these two teenagers earlier; their cultivation had already reached the second level of Qi Refining.

The two of them huddled together, talking in hushed tones, completely oblivious to everyone else around them.

Jiang Fu'an didn't speak up.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a newly hired guest advisor of the Wang family.

Ma Ping waved to the two men and said in a gentle tone, "Changfeng, Qingshan, come here. This is your Uncle Jiang, who is also Xiangchun's father. Hurry up and greet him."

Upon hearing this, the two lazily turned their faces, hastily cupped their hands in greeting to Jiang Fu'an, and mumbled, "Uncle Jiang."

Before they finished speaking, their gazes had already shifted, and their heads were huddled together again, seemingly discussing something.

Ma Ping chuckled and smoothed things over for them: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please don't mind. Young people are quick-witted, and they can't really connect with us old folks."

Jiang Fu'an didn't show any displeasure on his face.

These two teenagers were at an age where they were proud and arrogant. He himself had only reached the first level of Qi Refining, which was not as good as theirs.

In their eyes, he was probably just a good-for-nothing middle-aged cultivator.

It's normal to look down on someone.

Jiang Fu'an nodded and asked curiously, "Where did the Wang family find these two children?"

Ma Ping explained with a smile, "You should know that every spring, Ping'an Town holds a spiritual root testing conference."

Jiang Fu'an suddenly realized.

Yes, back then, just after Shi Tou's spiritual root was discovered, Ma Ping and Wang Zhiyue suddenly appeared and invited the father and son to dinner.

It turns out that they went there every year to guard the place, specifically to select those immortal talents who had been screened out by the major sects and bring them home.

He nodded to himself inwardly:

This method is convenient.

If Qinglu Mountain develops a spiritual vein in the future, perhaps we can learn from that and hire a few of them.

You can't expect all the cultivators in your family to be born one by one, either by yourself or through your offspring.

As he was pondering, Ma Ping pushed a small gray cloth bag to his side: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, this is a small token of the Wang family's appreciation, to be presented as a gift for becoming a disciple."

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with your work from now on."

Jiang Fu'an hadn't originally planned to accept the offer, but upon hearing that there was a reward, his mind started to wander.

He untied the bag and glanced inside; there were actually twenty low-grade spirit stones.

Moreover, this is just a "fee for becoming an apprentice"; whether the student learns the skills or not is not his responsibility.

He couldn't help but admire Wang Zhiyue, who was so willing to dedicate herself to even strangers.

What Jiang Fu'an didn't know was that Wang Zhiyue was also unwilling to invest resources in outsiders.

However, in recent years, it has become increasingly difficult for children with spiritual roots to emerge in the clan, so she had no choice but to look for promising talents outside the clan.

Jiang Fu'an pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Since Patriarch Wang is so sincere, I will take them with me for a while."

He figured he might as well make some spirit stones without taking any risks, so he had no reason to refuse.

Besides, he is now at the third level of Qi Refining, and he has already mastered all the first-grade low-level talismans.

I've recently started exploring how to draw mid-grade first-tier talismans, and I'm not worried at all about being overtaken by those two kids.

Moreover, when it comes to drawing talismans, talent is more important than hard work. Without that kind of spirituality, no amount of teaching will help.

Given their perfunctory attitude just now, he naturally wouldn't teach them wholeheartedly.

Ma Ping was delighted upon hearing this and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Jiang. From now on, they will come to Qinglu Mountain for a day at the beginning of each month. I hope you can offer some guidance then."

Upon hearing this, Ma Ping's face lit up with joy, and he cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Jiang."

"From now on, at the beginning of each month, I will have them come to Qinglu Mountain for a day, and I would appreciate your guidance at that time."

Jiang Fu'an was even happier when he heard that they wouldn't be staying for long.

In this way, there is no need to worry about them discovering the strange phenomenon of the mountain spring.

He immediately agreed: "Okay, it's settled then."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two boys stood up and gave Ma Ping a perfunctory bow: "Uncle Ma, Uncle Jiang, we'll go back to cultivate now."

Without waiting for a response, the two stepped lightly across the threshold, one after the other, and disappeared into the bluestone path outside the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

It seemed as if they didn't want to stay in this place without spiritual veins for even a moment longer.

Shortly after they left, footsteps could be heard outside the hall again.

An elderly man with gray hair led a little boy slowly in; it was Sun Xiuyuan and his young son.

Sun Xiuyuan is over fifty years old this year, and as an ordinary person, it is not surprising that he looks so old.

But when he looked up and saw Jiang Fu'an, his eyes widened in surprise.

It was as if I could see myself ten years ago, bringing my daughter to the Wang family to have her spiritual roots tested.

The three sat in the hall, drinking tea and chatting about the past, until the sun began to set.

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the courtyard, and the clear, bright voices of children could be faintly heard: "The bride is here! The bride is here!"

Jiang Fu'an, Ma Ping, and Sun Xiuyuan exchanged a glance, then got up and walked toward the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw Shi Tou carrying a woman dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe into the courtyard.

The boy grinned broadly as soon as he saw Jiang Fu'an: "Dad, I'm back! Were you waiting anxiously?"

Jiang Fu'an nodded, a smile spreading across his eyes: "Come in quickly, the auspicious time is almost here."

He was genuinely getting impatient.

He had waited nearly ten years for this moment.

Since it was learned that those who can give birth to outstanding offspring are often blessed with good fortune.

The chances of having another child with spiritual roots would greatly increase in the future, so he no longer dared to use the effects of the "bedroom" in his mind casually.

They were terrified of being targeted and captured as tools for procreation.

Now that Shi Tou is married, he can bind the "bedroom" to the bridal chamber, and the task of bearing children will be left to the children.

Even if another exceptionally talented person emerges in the Jiang family in the future, he will no longer attract attention.

The wedding ceremony here also involves three bows, but the details are slightly different from those in the secular world.

Jiang Fu'an and Su Wanqing sat in the center of the main hall, watching Shi Tou and the bride complete the ceremony step by step according to common customs.

When the bride, the female cultivator with the second level of Qi Refining, bowed her head and knelt before him, a hint of surprise flashed through Jiang Fu'an's mind.

Monks have always been unconventional and have a high opinion of themselves.

Now that she's willingly kneeling before me and Su Wanqing, it seems she really does have some feelings for Shi Tou.

By the time the ceremony was completed, it was already dark.

But the banquet that followed was lively for a long time, with the sounds of toasting, laughter, and children chasing each other echoing throughout the courtyard.

Jiang Fu'an watched as Shi Tou staggered into the bridal chamber before finally focusing his attention on the ancestral home in his mind.

With a thought, the thatched hut in the house called "Bedroom" trembled slightly, and an invisible aura emanated, silently entangling the bridal chamber covered with the character for "happiness" in front of it.