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Cong Sheng was taken to a very gorgeously decorated room next door and placed in a beautiful and exquisite cradle. At this time, Cong Sheng could slowly sort out the information he had obtained.
This time he arrived in the world of cultivation. His father's family seemed to be pretty good. He was the head of the family, and he was obviously a cultivation person. His new name in this life was Ji Congsheng. His parents are loving, his family is wealthy and he was born well. It looks like the configuration of cannon fodder. Wait until the hundred days they say, and test his spiritual roots to know whether he is cannon fodder. Of course, even Cong Sheng doesn't care. Even if there is no script, he has lived so many worlds and is still being used as cannon fodder. He is really sorry for himself.
A hundred days passed by in a flash. During this period, Cong Sheng summarized and analyzed the information he heard from the people around him, and learned that the world he traveled through was indeed a world of cultivation. His current identity is Dongzhou. The eldest son of the head of the Ji family, one of the seven major cultivation families in the mainland, he is loved by thousands of people.
The Ji family has existed for tens of thousands of years and is already the head of the seven great families in Eastern Continent. There have been ascended ancestors in the family. Now there are three ancestors in the Mahayana stage who are in the Ji family's secret place. The profound strength allows the Ji family to have a place in Dongzhou.
In addition to the seven major families in Dongzhou, there are also many large and small cultivation sects. The most famous among them are Lingyun Immortal Sect, Xuantian Sword Sect, followed by Zixiao Sect, Xuanshui Sect, Shangqing Sect, and Guiyi Sect, Wuji Sect, Biyun Sect, Tianqing Sect, and so on. Unclear large and small sects.
Cong Sheng had received a lot of gifts during this period, all of which made him speechless. He sighed that this was indeed the world of cultivation. The items were rich and interesting that could not be matched by other worlds. It's a pity that I can't keep it in my own space.
As the high-profile newborn of the Ji family, Cong Sheng's 100-day banquet was not very grand and luxurious, but instead unusually quiet.
But the guests who attended his hundred-day banquet, Quan Dongzhou, did not necessarily have such a pomp. Several ancestors from the back of the Ji family who did not go out unless important matters all came out.
Now the old man is sitting on the chair, occasionally exchanging a word or two with the people next to him. The rest of the time, he acts like a worldly master.
Cong Sheng was dressed up in red clothes and was filled by Zhao Yuer. Cong Sheng's set of red clothes is not simple. Anyone who knows the goods will know at a glance that this is a set of robes made from the fur of the seventh-level monster red fox and trained by a master of weapon refining. It is waterproof and fireproof, and has certain poison-avoiding functions. , and can even block the full blow of cultivators at the Golden Core stage.
It can be big or small, and there are formations on it, which can automatically restore after damage, allowing Cong Sheng to wear it until he grows up. However, according to the Ji family's love for him, this clothes should be just the beginning and not the last one.
"I've met a few ancestors." Cong Sheng was hugged by Zhao Yu'er and saluted several ancestors of the Ji family who had been sitting upright.
Cong Sheng was surprised by their youth. Two of them looked no more than middle-aged, and the other two simply looked like young people in their twenties.
In this last life, Cong Sheng is really satisfied to be able to reach the world of cultivation. Although he doesn’t know how he finally became a god, giving hope to others is not as secure as holding it in his own hands. ? Now that he has all the resources and financial resources, it doesn't matter even if his qualifications are not good. Cong Sheng was so excited that his face turned red. I don’t know if this life started from birth, so Cong Sheng has a special sense of belonging. Even though he has experienced the world of magic and fantasy, and even been a demon, the world that Cong Sheng longs for most is the world of cultivation. Fortunately, his dream finally came true. In the past, I had only read about the wonderful and magnificent world of cultivation in books, but now I have experienced it in person. It is rare that he, whose state of mind has long been calm, is now like a young man - although his shell is now soft and limp.
"Yes." An ordinary-looking middle-aged man among the ancestors nodded expressionlessly. If his eyes weren't so gentle when he looked at Cong Sheng, he would have thought that he didn't want to see Zhao Yu'er and Cong Sheng.
"Don't be nervous, you are a hero of the Ji family," a young man with a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament said softly. He even stood up and looked at Cong Sheng, who was dressed like a red envelope. "You are clear-eyed, not bad. "
Seeing that the young ancestor wanted to hug his son, Zhao Yuer handed over the red envelope in his hand with a wink.
"He likes you. Look how happy he is."
Cong Sheng pursed his lips as he listened to his own mother's words. He was doing this to increase the favorability of his patrons. These few were the heroes of the Ji family. If they hugged their thighs, even if his qualifications were not as good as expected, he would not be so Sad, isn't it
"Have you chosen a name? What's it called?"
"Ancestor Hui Liuguang, my son's name is Cong Sheng, Panqing Cong Cui Cong, Feng Guan Luan Sheng's Sheng." Zhao Yu'er said respectfully but without losing intimacy.
"Not bad." Master Liuguang smiled and tapped Cong Sheng's nose with his index finger, then walked to the other ancestors, "Let's test it. I think the spiritual root will be good."
The method of testing spiritual roots is really not that sophisticated, it is very simple. The middle-aged man who responded took out a stone as big as a watermelon, then carefully and gently picked up one of Cong Sheng's meaty paws and pressed it on the stone.
I saw the ordinary stone blooming with a dazzling purple light, and even Cong Sheng was dazzled by the light and closed his eyes.
"Not bad." The one who spoke was Liu Guang, who looked at Cong Sheng with more eagerness and expectation than before.
"My son is indeed extraordinary. The other six families will be jealous of me now." Ji Nanxia spoke with a rugged tone that was inconsistent with his handsome and fairy-like appearance.
"Haosheng takes good care of Sheng'er. When he is six years old, he can start practicing in our family. Then I will personally enlighten him. This is a meeting gift, take it." Cong Sheng had another storage ring in his hand, followed by others Several people also stuffed a few storage rings into Cong Sheng.
Hao's world is so cool and cool. I think there were so many calculations for one space at the beginning, but now there are so many that he can just play around. The life of a young child is very peaceful, especially since Ji's eldest son has the rare Lei Linggen, his treatment has gone up even higher. The milk he drinks every day is the juice of high-level monsters, which contains huge spiritual power. Even the water he bathed in had the effect of tempering his bones and warming his body.
Three years passed unknowingly like this, and Cong Sheng changed from a soft body to a three-headed body. He was tired of staying in the Ji family's ancestral home all day, even if it was dozens of times bigger than the Forbidden City.
After begging for several days, she finally got the approval of her parents who were crazy about their son. Cong Sheng stepped out of the Ji family's door for the first time with a large number of guards.
"Go to the busiest market."
With a wave of the little fat hand, Cong Sheng decided on the destination. Even as an emperor, he is not as prosperous as he is now. Does the emperor have any masters of cultivation in the distraction stage as his bodyguards? Not one yet
After visiting the market in the Xiu.Zhen world, Cong Sheng came to the conclusion that it is not much different from the general world market. The difference is the things sold, as well as the people selling things and buying things.
When Cong Sheng stepped into the market, he had already noticed a hidden sight. Cong Sheng looked at the people next to him. This was not because of his cultivation, and Cong Sheng had no cultivation, but because the man's gaze was so obvious that he could feel it even without his cultivation. The complex look at the golden thighs and fat sheep was really interesting.
The person next to me immediately understood, "Twelve levels of Qi training, around seventeen or eighteen, ordinary birth. Young master, do you need to capture him? Or should he be dealt with secretly?"
"No, let's see what his plans are first. This is my first time going out." So he has never seen an outsider before, why is that person targeting him secretly
When Cong Sheng walked to a stall selling monster cubs, the owner of the dark sight was revealed in the light. He walked quickly to the stall, picked up a small gray cat-like animal, and said to the stall owner: "I bought it."
Then without saying a word, he threw down a dozen low-grade spiritual stones and prepared to leave. It's a pity that the cat in his hand obviously doesn't like this new owner. It flaps its young paws and keeps struggling. Its head heads in the direction of Cong Sheng and keeps meowing. Its clear and soft meow is extremely endearing. Coupled with those round eyes looking at Cong Sheng imploringly, his iron heart was about to melt.
The young man carrying the cat saw the animal in his hand behaving like this, his eyes were filled with anger and fear. He glanced at Cong Sheng quickly, and almost ran away with fear.
Before Cong Sheng could say anything, the stall owner had already cast a spell with a sullen face to freeze the young man in place. Judging from the stall owner's understatement, his cultivation level is at least foundation building.
"I haven't decided to sell it to you. It's not good to take it without asking. Young people must know the rules."
The stall owner stepped forward and took the cat back from the young man's hand, placed it in his palm and slowly stroked its fur. Unfortunately, the cat kept calling in the direction of Cong Sheng.
"Heartless guy." The stall owner muttered to himself.
The young man who was immobilized on the side blushed and said, "Stall owner, what do you mean? I paid, this cat is mine, give it back to me."
"Yours?" The stall owner smiled strangely, "I didn't agree." Then he threw a few spirit stones dropped by the young man at the young man's feet, "You want to buy the 'cat' in my hand just for a few low-grade spirit stones. ?”
The last word "cat" was vague and weird, and the young man's face suddenly changed. He looked at his stall owner in horror, "You...you..."
"Here, kid, my brother is in a good mood today, so I'll give this cat to you." The stall owner ignored the young man's anger and handed the cat in front of Cong Sheng.
"Thank you." Cong Sheng raised his eyebrows and reached out to take it. "However, I can't accept your gift in vain. I will also give you what I like."
Cong Sheng still knows how to use soft hands, and this cat has a weirdness to it, so no matter what it is hiding, it doesn't hurt to take a look. According to the routine, this is definitely extraordinary.
Cong Sheng was so calm because he felt that the stall owner had no ill intentions towards him. Therefore, he will not be confused and think that there are conspiracies and enemies everywhere.