"Boom boom boom!"

As the formation patterns on the Broken Dragon Stone are activated, the stone wall is slowly opened.

As the family secret cave opened, a flash of inspiration shone.

Chen Daoxuan, standing outside the secret room, was almost blinded by the inspiration on these spirit stones.

"this......"

He looked at the patriarch Chen Xianhe with shock, but saw a smug smile on his face. His expression seemed to be saying, "You kid are scared!"

Chen Daoxuan pursed his lips and tried to make a calm expression, but his cheeks twitched from time to time, revealing his excited heart.

The family is so rich!

I'm afraid there are 10,000 spirit stones?

He looked at the spirit stones neatly placed on the shelves and couldn't help but think of them.

In the secret room, in addition to spirit stones, there are also some precious spirit ores. In addition to red copper ore and some common first-level spirit ore, Chen Daoxuan even sensed the spiritual rhyme fluctuations of the second-level spirit ore.

"Gurl!"

Chen Daoxuan's Adam's apple rolled and couldn't help swallowing.

"This...is all the savings of my Chen family over the past three hundred years, isn't it shocking?"

Chen Xianhe's slightly sighing voice sounded in Chen Daoxuan's ears, "I took over the position of patriarch. When I first saw these things, my reaction was similar to yours."

"Uncle Thirteen, what's going on? Didn't you say that the family is very poor? And since the family has so many spirit stones, why did you give up your cultivation? If you exchange these things for cultivation resources, you must be able to go further."

Chen Daoxuan seemed to have thought of something and said anxiously.

Obviously, in his heart, he had always been resentful of Chen Xianhe's abandonment of practice.

He believed that Chen Xianhe gave up his practice for himself.

"You're right!"

Chen Xianhe nodded, "Swap these things into cultivation resources can indeed help me further my cultivation. If I have good luck, it is not impossible for me to enter the ninth level of Qi Refining, but then what? Can I build a foundation? No!"

Chen Xianhe sighed: "For me, a low-qualified tribe, I will spend all the three hundred years of accumulation of my ancestors in Chen. How unwise it is!"

Hearing these words, Chen Daoxuan could no longer speak.

Believe in disappointing our ancestors and future generations!

Chen Xianhe was using his actions to set the best example for him, the descendant of the Chen family.

Facing such a Thirteenth Uncle and such a patriarch of the Chen clan, what else can Chen Daoxuan say!

Chen Daoxuan said nothing and bowed respectfully to Chen Xianhe.

Chen Xianhe calmly accepted Chen Daoxuan's salute. After a while, he waved his hand: "There are 8,743 spirit stones here, and 635 kilograms of first-level spirit ore of various types. The most precious of them is three second-level spirit ore."

Chen Xianhe pointed to an exquisite wooden box in the corner of the secret room, "With the weight of these three second-level spiritual ores, one can barely refine a second-level magic weapon, but my Chen family has not been able to produce a weapon refiner except you for so many years.

Now, I'll hand over all these things to you!"

After saying that, Chen Xianhe looked straight into Chen Daoxuan's eyes, and nodded with relief after getting his affirmative look.

"Captain, I have a question."

"explain."

After sorting out the words, Chen Daoxuan continued: "Since the family has so many spirit stones, why don't you cultivate more disciples in the clan?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xianhe nodded first, then shook his head: "I understand what you mean. Such a huge amount of wealth can indeed cultivate more monks for the family, so that the family can reappear the prosperity of the immortal generation.

But have you ever thought that the life span of a monk is only 120 years long before the foundation-building period. After this generation of monks transformed, how should the Chen clan, which has neither the red copper veins nor the family savings be continued?"

Seeing that Chen Daoxuan didn't say anything, Chen Xianhe knew that this kid would definitely not agree with the ideas of the older generation.

But after thinking about it, Chen Xianhe felt relieved again.

Chen Daoxuan is different from them. Chen Daoxuan has good qualifications and talent for refining weapons. He must have thought of doing all his strength to develop and strengthen the family, rather than relying on generations to accumulate a spiritual vein for the family.

"Daoxuan, I know that you want to grow the family. Not only you, but every generation of Chen clan members think so, but you have to remember that if the immortal cultivation family wants to grow, in addition to the inheritance of martial arts, the spiritual veins are the real foundation of a family!"

"Spiritual vein?"

Chen Daoxuan frowned.

"Yes, do you know why our Chen family gave birth to thirteen immortal cultivators?"

Chen Daoxuan shook his head.

"It's up to those seven spiritual eyes in the family,"

Speaking of this, Chen Xianhe couldn't help but sigh, "Maybe it was favored by his ancestors, or it might be pure luck. The previous clan leader Chen Xianzhou discovered four spiritual eyes in the Red Copper Mountains, and the original three spiritual eyes of the family gave birth to the grand occasion of the thirteen monks of the Chen family."

"But, after all, the spiritual eye is just rootless duckweed. Its appearance is irregular, and its depletion is also irregular."

Chen Daoxuan was deeply touched by Uncle Thirteen's words.

Because at the beginning of his practice, there were two spiritual eyes in the family, and he and Chen Xianhe were both alone.

But when he reached the second level of Qi Refining, Uncle Thirteen's spiritual eye was inexplicably exhausted. At this point, only the last spiritual eye was left in the family.

Seeing Chen Daoxuan's expression of deep agreement, Chen Xianhe continued, "The spiritual veins are different. As long as the family monks do not commit suicide, it will not dry up.

As long as a family of immortal cultivation masters a spiritual vein, it means that this family has the foundation of inheritance. Unfortunately, although the spiritual vein of the Wanxinghai Sea is wide, there is not a single one without a master!"

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan thought: "So, do these savings in the family want to artificially spawn a spiritual vein?"

"That's right!"

Seeing Chen Daoxuan being shocked, Chen Xianhe smiled and said, "I know, you may think our ancestors are a little stupid. Artificially induced a spiritual vein, which not only requires more than 100,000 spirit stones, but also requires the formation of a spirit-abundant array.

But if our Chen family wants to truly gain a foothold in Wanxinghai, there is no other way except to master a spiritual vein!"

Hearing this, Chen Daoxuan was silent.

He knew that Chen Xianhe was not wrong.

Only by owning spiritual veins can one cultivate spiritual fields, plant spiritual medicines, and accumulate spiritual beasts... The most important thing is that only by owning spiritual veins can the Chen family monks have enough spiritual energy to practice.

Instead of doing what Chen Daoxuan is now, he is afraid of the exhaustion of the spiritual eyes in the cave every day.

As Uncle Thirteen said, this feeling is like rootless duckweed.
Chapter completed!