Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

Hearing the words of his younger brother Sun Mang.

Sun Fu turned his head, his dark golden eyes stared at the Qi Refining Stage cultivator in front of him, his eyes were cold and penetrating.

In the eyes of young qi refining monks.

The scene in front of me was like hell.

The main hall of the Zhao family, which used to be full of immortality, has long since become eerie.

Outside the main hall.

The indistinct crowd of corpses made the hands and feet of the young Qi-refining period monk in front of him go weak.

"Boy, in order to bring you back alive, I lost one of my corpse servants of the Purple Mansion. Tell me, how should this be settled."

Sun Mang moved closer to the Qi-refinement period cultivator in front of him, exhaling the disgusting stench of corpses.

The young monk in the Qi refining period only took a sip, and then felt dizzy and wobbly.

"It's really fragile."

Sun Mang frowned and said, "Brother."

Sun Fu nodded.

"Jie Jie!"

With Sun Fu's approval, Sun Mang gave a cruel smile, and lightly stroked his pitch-black nails, stirring the air with a chi-chi sound.

"What? Don't speak, are you dumb?"

As he spoke, he put away the corpse poison on his nails, and gently cut open the opponent's skin, black blood seeped out instantly.

"ah!!"

A howl broke out from the mouth of the young Qi Refining Cultivator, but he just refused to speak.

See this scene.

Sun Mang grabbed his legs cruelly, and then tore them apart bit by bit.

"This feeling is so comfortable, hehehe."

"Ahhh!"

The howling of the young monk became smaller and smaller, until finally, he lost all breath.

Vigorously tearing a monk in half, Sun Mang lifted half of his body, dragged him to another middle-aged monk lying on the ground, and said grimly, "Since you're awake, don't pretend."

"you you."

The middle-aged monk who was lying on the ground suddenly sat up, pointed at the other party, and kept backing away, trembling all over.

"Brother, this one is willing to speak, it's really boring."

As he spoke, Sun Mang threw half of the young monk who had just been killed directly beside the monk who had just woken up.

He let out a scream.

"With this courage, you dare to attack us."

Sun Mang sneered, "Weak people will always be weak, even if they embark on the road of cultivation."

Facing Sun Mang's ridicule, the middle-aged monk who was already frightened to the point of collapse didn't care at all, just lowered his head and trembled.

But seeing half of his companion on the ground, and a pool of blood and internal organs flowing out, his whole body trembled even more.

"Ask you a question, as long as you are willing to answer, I will let you go."

half an hour.

The middle-aged monk plucked up his courage and said tremblingly, "How do I know if what you said...is...is true or not?"

"You can only choose to believe, or die!"

Sun Mang stroked his sharp black nails, said.

The middle-aged monk struggled violently.

After a long time, he nodded.

"Let me ask you, where did your monks in Guang'an Mansion get the supply of logistics pills? Isn't the Zhao family all dead? Could it be the pills provided to you by other state capitals?"

hear this.

The middle-aged monk lowered his head, unwilling to answer.

"ah!!"

In the next second, one of his legs was torn off alive, and he screamed out in pain.

"Not interesting."

Sun Mang shook his head, wanting to kill him directly.

But the middle-aged monk's strong desire to survive broke out, and he collapsed on the ground and shouted loudly: "I say, I say! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

Sun Mang's outstretched claws stopped: "Speak."

"It's the Chen family, the Chen family on Shuanghu Island. Most of the pills on our front line are provided by the Chen family!"

"The Chen family?"

Sun Mang was a little confused, so he had never heard of the name of the Chen family in Guang'an Prefecture before his death.

"You're lying to me."

"I didn't, I didn't lie to you! Really, the Chen family is a new big family in Guang'an Prefecture. By the way, their family also gave birth to a young sword cultivator named Chen Daoxuan!"

Once the psychological defense line of the middle-aged monk was opened, all the words were immediately shaken out.

"Is it this person?"

Sun Fu on the side brought a bronze-colored round mirror, and a young monk in a white Taoist robe appeared in it.

"Yes, that's him."

The middle-aged monk endured the severe pain and said.

"Brother, it's him,"

When Sun Mang learned that the Chen family was actually the family of Chen Daoxuan who played tricks on him last time, his old and new grudges suddenly joined together, and he couldn't help but erupted, "It's that little bastard from last time!"

finished.

A palm waved towards the middle-aged monk.

Before the middle-aged monk had time to beg for mercy, he was photographed as a mixture of flesh and blood.

Stretching out his scarlet tongue and licking the blood stains on his palm, Sun Mang said slowly, "Brother, what should we do now?"

Sun Fu's dark golden eyes narrowed, and he said grimly: "Zhou Mubai has surrounded us now, but left a gap just to allow us to fight the Ye family. Since that's the case, I will grant his wish."

"Brother, this."

Sun Fu took out an amber jade bottle, which contained half a bottle of golden blood, and murmured: "Our immortal blood is running out."

heard the words.

Sun Mang was completely silent.

After a while, he raised his head and said firmly, "Brother, what do you say, what should I do!"

"Brothers!"

Sun Fu patted Sun Mang's shoulder and said.

For more than a month.

With the efforts of more than 20 monks of the "Fu" generation, as well as Chen Daoxuan and Chen Daochu.

The appearance of the Shuanghu Island Industrial Zone has taken on a new look.

The biggest change is the Lingxian network spread across the two large factories.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the other end of the spiritual thread network extends to the spiritual lake of the third-order spiritual vein on Shuanghu Island.

In Linghu.

A super-large spiritual pressure device is slowly operating, sending spiritual energy to various industrial equipment in the entire Shuanghu Island Industrial Zone.

Stand in the air.

Chen Daoxuan looked down at the spiritual line network under his feet, and his heart was full of excitement.

With the efforts of him and the Chen family members.

Shuanghu Island is changing little by little, and the industrial flower of the Immortal Cultivation World is blooming little by little on this small island.

Energy is the foundation of industry.

The energy source Chen Daoxuan chose for the industry in this world is the seemingly inexhaustible aura.

After solving the problem of energy and power, the next thing to do is to innovate technology, continue to improve productivity, and expand production capacity.

And the invention of machines for the industrial production of high-level instruments and high-level elixir.

This requires the Institute of Magical Instruments to innovate and create on the basis of existing magical instruments.

Compared with low-level instruments and elixir.

High-level magic tools and elixir are much more difficult to refine, and it is far from as easy as before to continue to rely on half manual and half mechanized industrial methods for production.

Chen Daoxuan knew this in his heart.

But he was no longer ready to solve this problem himself.

After all, he has already planted the seeds of industry, and he has even integrated the industrial thoughts of the previous life and the knowledge of refining tools in this life into a book, which is specially taught to the disciples of the Chen family.

He also ordered Chen Daochu to set up the Institute of Magic Instruments.

After doing so much work, if you still rely on him for everything, then the members of the Chen family are too useless.

In the past, it could be said that the children of the Chen family were not talented enough, but now with the blessing of the preaching function of the "Hongmeng Enlightenment Classic", their attainments in their respective fields will sooner or later be no less than that of Chen Daoxuan.

There is no need for Chen Daoxuan to bother.

At this time, the Chen family had already been given the wings to take off by Chen Daoxuan. As long as it was given enough time, the energy it would explode would surely shock the world.

"Young Patriarch, what a spectacle!"

"yes!"

Chen Daoxuan nodded with a smile, just about to say something.

Suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Sequoia Island.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Daochu was puzzled.

"It's nothing, I'll go out for a while, you can continue to work."

"good."

After saying hello, Chen Daoxuan flew directly towards the outside of the fourth-level mountain guard formation.

As the commotion in the Shuanghu Island Industrial Zone increased, Chen Daoxuan wanted to protect the secrets of the island's industrial zone.

The entire Shuanghu Island has long been shrouded in a set of fourth-tier mountain protection arrays and a third-tier maze.

Seen from the outside.

Everything on Shuanghu Island is shrouded in a vast white mist, and if you don't enter it, you can't see any reality at all.

There was a big formation.

Chen Daoxuan saw Lei Zhen who was wearing spirit armor and standing with folded hands in front of him, he frowned and said, "General Lei, what happened?"

"My lord,"

Lei Zhengong cupped his hands, "The Guang'an Prefecture Allied Forces Headquarters sent a message, please go to the battle meeting."

"A battle meeting?"

Chen Daoxuan frowned.

Is there any new change on the front line of the Eastern Defense Zone?

He remembered that the last time he was invited to a combat meeting, it was Zhou Mubai who encountered difficulties at the front line, the pills were consumed crazily, and the logistics couldn't keep up, so he had to ask for help from the rear.

But for more than three years.

The coalition forces in the Eastern Defense Zone have been fighting against the corpses on Lianhua Island, and there is no question of asking for help.

Coupled with the rising production capacity of the Chen family's elixir, the supply of elixir at the front line has even been saturated.

The Chen family had to transfer part of their production capacity to the production of Qi Ju Pill, a first-order elixir that assists in cultivation.

In recent years, in order to support the front line, many monks have delayed their own cultivation.

There is a huge demand for pills to assist cultivation in the rear.

The pills of the Chen family are very popular.

Now, in terms of the elixir market in Guang'an Prefecture alone, the Chen family has completely surpassed the Zhou family and became the number one elixir family.

at present.

The production of the Chen family's elixir is nearly one million, covering more than 90% of the first-tier elixir market in the three fairy cities.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Chen family's ability to produce second-order elixirs was still limited, it might have completely squeezed out the market share of the Zhou family's elixirs.

Regarding this scene, while the Zhou family felt helpless, there was no good way.

After all, the Chen family already has a foundation, and it is no longer a small family.

Even if his Zhou family wanted to attack, they couldn't think of a good way for a while.

Besides, the Zhou family's previous policy was to befriend the Chen family, and if they hit again at this time, wouldn't all the previous investment of the Zhou family be in vain.

Chen Daoxuan was also very knowledgeable. After occupying the first-tier pill market, he never touched the second-tier pill market.

He knew that in Guang'an Mansion, it's best not to push the Zhou family too fast.

Otherwise it is not a good thing.

At least until he advances to the Zifu, or before the monks of the Fu generation grow up, it is inconvenient to force the Zhou family too much.

Besides.

Wan Xinghai's medicine pill market is so vast, why should he be limited to one place.

The elixir market in Cangzhou Xiancheng, the elixir market in neighboring prefectures, the elixir markets in Jingzhou and Taizhou, etc., why bother to be in the nest.

Between thoughts.

Half a day passed.

Chen Daoxuan looked at the Zhou family residence in front of him, and quickly lowered his escape light.

Just stepped into the main hall of the Guang'an Prefecture Coalition Army Headquarters.

Chen Daoxuan met a friend whom he hadn't seen for several years.