Small Cultivation Family
In the vast void of the universe, there was such an inconspicuous planet. There were four distinct seasons here, and spiritual energy was abundant. The people of the world lived a peaceful and peaceful life. The cultivation sects and cultivation families lived in harmony and rarely had disputes.
In this seemingly peaceful world, in a desolate and remote area, a small family was located. This family was really small. In the entire earth-elemental continent, it could not even be considered a family.
The members of this small family were: a grandfather with two sons, the eldest son and his wife, who gave birth to two boys and two girls, and the second son only had one daughter.
Other than that, they also had a few loyal servants. The servants were in charge of the two loyal old couple who had always been by his grandfather's side.
This family lived in a remote area of the Earth Continent, which was known as the Lost Land. On the earth continent, many maps would not show this place.
The real name of this place was the Ailao Mountain area, and this small family lived here. His grandfather's surname was Meng and his name was Zikun. His two sons were Meng Qishan and Meng Qishui.
Although this family was small, everyone had spiritual roots, and their aptitude was different. His grandfather's aptitude wasn't too good. He had three spirit veins. The eldest son had four spiritual roots, while the second son had three spiritual roots.
Judging from the aptitude of his two sons, this small family did not have much hope. Therefore, his two sons married and had children early on, taking on the responsibility of continuing the bloodline. Fortunately, one of his eldest son's four children had two spiritual roots.
This was a major event in the family. The entire family was happy and poured a lot of resources into the eldest son's youngest daughter. She was Meng Zhilan, the person who carried the hope of the entire family and had two spiritual roots.
The eldest son, Qishan, had three remaining children. They were the eldest son, Meng Zhifeng, the eldest daughter, Meng Zhixian, and the second son, Meng Zhiyun. The eldest grandson had four mixed spiritual roots, and so did the second son. On the other hand, the eldest daughter had three spiritual roots, which was slightly stronger than her two grandsons.
In the cultivation world, the difference between men and women was not particularly serious. If a woman had good aptitude, she could also inherit the family.
The person who was introduced here was his grandfather's second son, Meng Qishui. He was a quiet and even somewhat gloomy middle-aged man.
He was originally an extremely good-looking man, but the few strands of white hair on his head ruined his entire image. In addition, his dull eyes did not look as lively as his father, Meng Zikun.
Coupled with his slightly hunched shoulders, if not for his extraordinary appearance, he would look like an old man who was about to enter his twilight years!
Although he was married, he was now living alone with his daughter. His daughter's name was Meng Zhimeng, and she had three spiritual roots. She was neither good nor bad.
That evening, the entire family gathered for dinner. Usually, everyone ate their own food. This was the monthly family gathering.
Meng Zikun, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at his grandchildren and felt very comforted. The children were usually very hardworking in their cultivation. Although his progress was slow due to the limitations of his spiritual roots, he was still improving. This was enough!
When he saw his granddaughter, Zhi Lan, who had the best spiritual roots, sitting opposite him, the smile on his face grew even wider.
"This is the hope of their entire family!”
As Meng Zikun thought about it, he voiced out the thoughts that had been brewing in his mind for the past few days.
"Mist, in a few months, it will be time for the sects on our continent to open their sects and accept disciples.”Meng Zikun looked at the young girl opposite him, who had widened her eyes in shock when she heard his words. He couldn't help but laugh.
After a pleasant smile, he continued the topic from before." Pack up tonight. We'll set off tomorrow morning to the nearest large sect, the Green Lotus Sect.”
Zhi Lan nodded her head vigorously. She was so small, but her expression was so serious that it made her parents and siblings laugh. This was really a big and good thing for their family! There was hope for the clan!
At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.
" I want to go too!"”Everyone stopped laughing and looked at the little girl who made the sound.
This was the voice of second uncle's only daughter, Zhimeng. Zhimeng was only slightly older than first uncle's youngest daughter, Zhilan. She was also a small person. However, this little girl was very pretty. Her big eyes were staring at her grandfather. Her long eyelashes were trembling a little because of nervousness.
This dream was the most beautiful person in the family, or rather, in the entire Lost Land. Although she was still very young, she had already shown her amazing beauty. Moreover, her appearance was very similar to the appearance of this family.
Her body was well-proportioned, and although she hadn't fully grown, she was still as strong as a willow. Her skin was so fair that it was almost transparent, and her big eyes were crystal clear like the best glass. Her red lips were tightly pursed as she waited for everyone, or rather, for her grandfather's answer.
Second Uncle, who was sitting next to her, heard his daughter's voice and turned to stare at the little one with a complicated expression. Her daughter had been very interested in cultivation since she was young. After her spiritual root was tested at the age of six, she took the cultivation technique he gave her and cultivated day and night. She had never slacked off for the past two years.
No one understood his daughter's persistence and hard work better than him. It turned out that she had such thoughts at such a young age. She wanted to leave him, leave the family, and join the sect.
Whenever the old father at home was free, he would tell the children about the outside world, the sects, and the cultivators in the outside world. This was because he did not want them to forget their roots, even though their family had lived in this lost land for countless generations. However, their lives had always been considered peaceful and rich. Wasn't this kind of life good?
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