Chapter 148: The Old Man of the Chen Family

Having obtained the messy Huaqian Mountain, the craftsmen and laborers of the Li family who had been idle for several years finally had a place to release, and the surplus population of the towns also had a flow, suddenly becoming full of vitality. A large number of craftsmen poured into the foot of the ruined Huaqian Mountain, and they began to build and construct one after another.

The entire Qingwu mineral vein fell into the Li family's territory, and they continued to use the formation disk left by the Lu family. It was just that there were no Lu family cultivators messing around, and there was no need to raise a group of idle people who did nothing but eat, drink, and play on the mine, so the efficiency was greatly improved.

The Lu family did not pay attention to people's livelihood, and the villages at the foot of Huaqian Mountain were truly miserable. When the news came back, it made the residents of the four towns feel deeply emotional. The opera troupes in the towns selected a few examples to sing and adapt, and the pear garden was crowded with people, with no empty seats. Even Li Xuansuan went to watch half a show secretly, shook his head with a smile, and left.

Now with a comparison, the affluent life that the residents of the four towns had been tired of suddenly became interesting again. With the wages in their pockets, the men had confidence when they spoke, and all industries became prosperous. Everything was moving in a good direction.

The land of the two mountains already had over one hundred thousand townspeople, and there were over one thousand infants and young children every year. One or two people with spiritual apertures could be found, but most of these people had low talent and could not compare to the Li family bloodline that had absorbed people with spiritual apertures for decades. Most of them merged into the Li family and were sent to the towns to watch the spirit fields.

The heavy snow covered the whole mountain. Li Xuansuan carried a bag of spirit rice full of joy and went up the mountain. He walked quickly into the courtyard. Waiting for Li Tongya to finish drawing the talisman, he greeted him with a smile and said respectfully:

"Uncle, this is the first batch of Huang Yu Spirit Rice this year, with a total output of seventy catties."

Huang Yu Spirit Rice was a new offering added by the Li family after becoming a Qi Refining family. The price was four to five times that of ordinary spirit rice. It was more troublesome to plant. Not only did it often need to be applied with spirit rain, but it also needed to comb the earth veins from time to time. If it were a Fetal Breath first-level Xuanjing Wheel cultivator, I'm afraid five or six would have to manage a spirit field together. At least a Fetal Breath fifth-level Jade Capital Wheel cultivator could plant it alone.

"Not bad."

Li Tongya nodded, took the bag and looked at it. The spirit rice had a yellow and shining luster like jade, and the spiritual energy was abundant, so he couldn't help but smile:

"It is worthy of being the cultivation resource for Qi Refining cultivators. This spiritual energy is truly abundant."

"My Li family now has to hand over three hundred catties of Huang Yu Spirit Rice and two thousand catties of ordinary spirit rice every five years. Other miscellaneous alchemy auxiliary materials are easy. Just send some small Fetal Breath cultivators to plant them. You must arrange these two kinds of spirit rice well!"

"Uncle, don't worry!"

Li Xuansuan cupped his hands and said in a low voice:

"Now that we have Huaqian Mountain, I have already dispatched manpower to plant it. My Li family can now produce four hundred and fifty catties of Huang Yu Spirit Rice and over three thousand catties of ordinary spirit rice every five years, which is more than enough."

Li Tongya pinched out a talisman paper again, pondered for a few breaths, and replied:

"It's just that you need to pay attention to one thing. Try to let those Fetal Breath cultivators with poor talent and low cultivation plant these spirit rice together. Do not let the Jade Capital Wheel cultivators spend their time on planting. Go and learn talisman techniques... or strive to break through to Qi Refining. You must grasp the sense of proportion in this, and don't make everyone feel too unfair, nor too fair."

"The child understands."

Li Xuansuan nodded, turned his body and said in a low voice:

"The nephew has also managed the family for many years. Cultivators with ordinary talent use ordinary Fetal Breath techniques, and they will never break through to the Jade Capital in their lifetime. How to arrange it, the nephew has a count in his heart."

"Hmm."

Li Tongya put away the drawn talisman and asked:

"What about Feng'er?"

"He has already taken his savings to the county to forge a magic tool. He has been gone for three days and has not returned yet."

Li Xuansuan finished answering, and saw Li Tongya smile and say softly:

"He has been stifled for so long in closed-door cultivation, so let him play for a while."

Li Xuansuan was stunned, suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice:

"Uncle, news came from the Chen clan. The old man of the Chen family, Chen Erniu, passed away last night!"

Li Tongya paused slightly. The teacup he had just picked up was not sent to his mouth, but was put back on the table again. He sighed low and replied:

"It's inevitable... The old man was also a backbone from decades ago. He did things beautifully and the family style was clean, which is truly rare. He also had marital ties with my family. You go and see with me."

Seeing Li Xuansuan nod, Li Tongya's expression was complex, and he sighed low. Without knowing it, the older generation had already withered. Li Mutian, Liu Linfeng, Li Chengfu, Chen Erniu... He was almost about to become the person with the highest seniority.

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The cold wind rushed into Lijing Town along the veins of the mountain, and the bright white snowflakes rushed toward people's faces, freezing the children playing on the street until their cheeks were red, but they were still chattering and discussing.

"Brother Pingyi, Uncle Xiewen is a town head. Most of the cultivators in the clan went to Huaqian Mountain last month. Did your father tell you what was going on?"

This group of children were either surnamed Li or Ye, or were families of marital relatives. They wore cotton clothes and surrounded the boy in the middle. The Li Pingyi in the middle glanced at everyone twice and shouted:

"My father said! There are three villages under this Huaqian Mountain, with a population of just over five thousand. Now they have received orders from the mountain to build towns separately. This time, they went to collect and explore spirit fields."

Li Pingyi was Li Xiewen's eldest son and Li Yesheng's eldest grandson. He looked quite clever. Now that the Yuan generation had not grown up, and Li Yuanyuan was quiet and did not like to move, he became the child king and was quite proud.

"Then this... ah! It's the people from the Clan Justice Mansion!"

The children still wanted to ask more, but two teams of clan soldiers rushed out from both sides, crushing the snow piles in the street. Seeing this group of children, someone turned to report.

For a time, the children were frightened and screamed, scattering in a crowd. Li Pingyi in the middle of the children was pushed and shoved, and knelt on the ground with a thud, hitting Li Pingyi until he saw stars, muttering:

"Don't run! Don't run! You taught those fathers and uncles of yours badly... Ouch, don't squeeze! What they are catching is those who are lazy and hate work, bullying and acting recklessly... We are just children, what is there to run for!"

Before Li Pingyi finished speaking, the children in the street had already scattered cleanly. When Li Pingyi climbed up, the street was empty. He looked at the pair of brown animal skin boots that appeared in front of him, and without thinking, cupped his hands:

"Father Li Xiewen! I don't know which one you are..."

Who knew that the surroundings were silent. The clan soldiers around couldn't help but laugh. Li Pingyi slowly raised his head and immediately bumped into Li Xiewen's dumbfounded and angry expression. He was terrified in his heart and lamented:

"Father! Why did you find me here!"

Li Xiewen stared at him fiercely. He also felt it was very funny in his heart, but he still kept a straight face, pretending to be angry and scolding:

"Damn it! Using my signboard to do this kind of thing outside, I'll settle the account with you when I go back! Follow me immediately."

Li Xiewen was strict on the surface, but actually satisfied with this child from the bottom of his heart. After all, he was much duller than him when he was this old, and he was scolded by Li Yesheng until he cursed. If it weren't for the fact that his brothers were even stupider than him, he might not be the one following Li Xuansuan now.

Li Yesheng went in and out of the Shanyue territory with Li Xiangping, living and dying together. Li Xiewen assisted Li Xuansuan in managing the affairs of the four towns and two mountains. Although he married a woman with spiritual apertures as his wife, it was measured last year that this child had no spiritual apertures. Li Xiewen arranged the future path for Li Pingyi in his heart, naturally following Li Yuanyuan, following his ancestor and father's business...

Li Pingyi on the ground followed behind him, looked at the white clothes on his body in panic, his eyes rolled around, and said in a low voice:

"Who died, such a big battle."

Li Xiewen nodded in praise and was very satisfied with the child's cleverness. He said solemnly:

"An elder of the Chen family, the earliest town head, has some relationship with those on the mountain. Put on a serious posture for me. This funeral is grand, don't lose face for me."

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