In the evening, Liu Yu lay flat on the bed, staring at the roof, and did not practice as usual. He went to the master's place and explained the situation in detail. Tang Hao was silent after hearing this, obviously Hao had no choice.

Later, Tang Hao came to Liu Yu to analyze in detail about the hidden worries of the mission. He also told Liu Yu that he would exchange all the contribution points he had saved for elixirs in Huang Baotang. If he had spirit stones in his hand, he would spend all his money to buy elixirs in the market. Without elixirs to assist in practicing, it would be extremely difficult to break through his cultivation in the outside world.

Before Liu Yu left, he warned Liu Yu to be intrigue and deceitful in the world, and people's hearts are sinister, so he must think twice when acting.

In Tang Hao's opinion, his disciple was a waste. He was sent to the secular world for ten years, and he was short of money and did not contribute much, so his cultivation would definitely stagnate. After wasting these ten years, even if he practiced to the Great Perfection in the future, he would definitely be very old.

You should know that the older you are, the lower your chances of successful foundation building. It is another matter whether you can practice to achieve Great Perfection.

Gently stroked the storage bag, which contained all Liu Yu's belongings. There are more than 3,100 spirit stones, and the storage bag itself is worth more than 500 spirit stones. A red long sword, called the Red Wood Sword, is a one-grade intermediate magic weapon. The sword body is carved from a hundred years of red wood, with gold as a handle, and the market price is about 500 spirit stones.

A third-grade intermediate golden armor talisman, after casting this talisman, can withstand several attacks by ten-level monks in Qi training. It is valuable and has a market price of about a thousand spirit stones. The rest are daily necessities, clothes, silver and so on.

But judging from these total value of more than 5,100 spirit stones, Liu Yu, who has only the fifth level of Qi training, is not unfamiliar. Obviously, Tang Hao, a vastly underestimated Liu Yu's wealth.

These things were left to him by his grandfather Liu Li. After Liu Yu was young, he would go up the mountain to visit him every few months, and he would bring precious medicinal herbs and spirit stones every time. In Liu Yu's memory, his grandfather always had a smile on his face, kind to him and obeyed him.

Three years ago, it was his grandfather's last time going up the mountain, and soon after, news of Liu Li's death came. Liu Yu clearly remembered that his grandfather took him to a remote place at the corner of the mountain with a serious expression and gave him the storage bag expressionlessly.

It is said that there is a map in the storage bag, and there is a place marked on the map. There is still a cave where a monk in the foundation-building stage sits and transforms. There is a magic circle in front of the cave. When Liu Yu's cultivation level reaches the late stage of Qi training, he can try to break the formation, and warns that this matter cannot be told to outsiders. The world is dangerous and be careful to cause trouble.

Afraid that Liu Yu would not believe it and did not understand the unpredictable nature of people's hearts, he told something that shocked Liu Yu and was still unbelievable.

When Liu Li went around and found an opportunity, he met a casual cultivator named Xuan Jian. The two lived in a restaurant together and were inexplicably involved in a fierce battle. The two of them worked together to break through the siege. At that time, there was a slight chance that the two would die on the spot.

After that, the two of them walked together to find the misty opportunity together. They were born and died several times. Both of them saved each other's lives and became brothers of different surnames because of their similar age.

Xuan Jian was a few years older and recognized him as his elder brother. The two of them talked about everything, which could be said to be sharing weal and woe. It turned out that Xuan Jian’s practice was a family tradition, a very small family of cultivation. When it was passed down to Xuan Jian, only Xuan Jian himself was a cultivator. No one else had spiritual roots, and the cultivation family would become an mortal clan and his family would fall into decline.

Xuan Jian himself was also worried and often sighed. He spent more than 20 years aimlessly wandering around, but the two of them did not gain much. As time went by and age grew older, they returned home. However, they still communicated with each other and had no interruption in their contact.

Once, Liu Li walked past Xuan Jian's mansion and visited him. The two had been separated for more than ten years. After meeting, they felt very cordial and talked at night. Liu Li told Xuan Jian about unintentional rescue of the foundation-building monk Zhang Wuxin, which made Xuan Jian feel incredible.

On the one hand, he was pleased that Liu Li had the opportunity, and that his grandchildren had spiritual roots and had successors in cultivation. On the other hand, he felt helpless that his descendants had no qualifications for cultivation and the decline of the family. Since that time, the two of them have not met each other and have very few letters. Because Liu Li was devoted to Liu Yu's cultivation resources, Xuan Jian was also trying to find a way for the future of the family.

Three years ago, Liu Li suddenly received a letter from Xuan Jian, asking whether there were powerful magic weapons in Liu Li's hands, or other items such as magic talismans.

Liu Li checked the letter and thought that his old friend had some difficult troubles, so he was very worried. He immediately set out to help and rushed to the road overnight. He didn't dare to delay the meal and stayed in the dew for a moment. After more than ten days of running around, he arrived.

When Xuan Jian saw his old friend Liu Li coming over, he was very grateful and sighed that he had friends like this and he had no regrets in his life.

It turned out that Xuan Jian had not encountered any difficult things, but his life was already high. Recently, he felt that his life was about to end and he was about to leave soon.

However, no one in the family has spiritual roots to this day, fearing that after his death, the family will have no support and the family will decline. He is even more afraid that after his death, the family will have spiritual roots to appear, no one will enlighten or cultivating resources, and will be buried and the family will not be revived.

Xuan Jian's family has cultivators throughout the ages. Although their cultivation level is not high and the number is not large, it has been passed down to this day and has been continued for more than 800 years.

When Xuan Jian was born, there was another cultivator in the family, his father Xuan Zhonger. After Xuan Jian became an adult, Xuan Zhonger was killed in a battle for spiritual herbs. Xuan Jian's family has a mysterious map, which is the biggest secret in the family, and is passed down by word of mouth and never told anyone outsiders.

The map marks a cave, which is a place where foundation-building monks sit and transform. There are magic circles in front of the cave. Xuanjian tribesmen have tried to open the cave, but because their cultivation is too low, they cannot break the magic circle. Xuanjian's genealogy records the cultivation of the clansmen of all dynasties, with the highest level of Qi training.

When they met several years ago, Xuan Jian learned that Liu Li had accidentally rescued the foundation-building monk and received a generous thanks afterwards. At that time, Xuan Jian wanted to ask if he had a very powerful magic weapon in his hand, and wanted to borrow it to break the magic array and take out the treasures left in the cave. But in the end he did not say it, because the family secrets could not be easily heard by outsiders.

If Liu Li didn't tell him about the secret scriptures, even if Liu Li had powerful magic weapons in his hand, he might not have borrowed them. At that time, Xuan Jian's body was not seriously injured. Thinking that if a descendant with spiritual roots appeared, he would pass the map to him. But now Xuan Jian's life is approaching and he really can't wait, so he wrote a letter to Liu Li to ask if there were powerful magic weapons in his hand.

"Brother, I am very pleased for you to come here. I thank you in advance. Brother, do you have advanced magic weapons in your hands? It is of great use to be a brother."

Xuan Jian and Liu Li sat in the secret room. They were both in their seventies and their heads were pale. Xuan Jian's face was pale and his face was full of sorrow. However, Liu Li's face was rosy and did not look old. After chatting for a while, Xuan Jian asked with concern.

"Brother, why do you ask this? What happened to you?" Liu Li thought for a while and replied softly.

"Brother, I have something to say about you!" Xuan Jian's wrinkled face showed a hint of guilt. Before he was sure, he did not want to disclose the map.

"Brother, although I don't have high-level magic weapons in my hand, I have a third-grade high-level magic talisman "Breaking Flame Beads", which is very powerful." After a moment of consideration, Liu Li replied. Liu Li cherished this magic talisman very much, and he wanted to leave it to his grandson Liu Yu.

"The third-grade advanced magic tale? How powerful is it?" Xuan Jian asked immediately, excited, and a trace of blood appeared on his pale face.

"When the foundation-building senior gave it, he said that the power is equivalent to the attack of a monk in the early stage of foundation-building. Let me use it with caution." Liu Li told him truthfully, and did not hide from the elder brother.

"Brother, listen to me..." Xuan Jian told Liu Yu the secret family news carefully and asked him to break the formation together. If the formation is successfully broken, the cave's income will be given to Liu Li. Then, the two of them discussed in the secret room for a whole night.
Chapter completed!