Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 1 Chishan Zhao Family
Yan State, Nanshan County.

The mountain wind is noisy, and the insects are ringing in my ears.

Thunder roared over the valley not far from the foot of Chishan Mountain. It seemed that rain was coming at night. The moon was covered by dark clouds, and the night suddenly became dark.

"puff!"

The man in Tsing Yi holding a sword walked through the mist by the river with a torch, walking in a hurry, as if he was looking for something.

Half a month ago, Zhao Xiukong, the most promising member of the Zhao family to break through the Foundation Establishment in a hundred years, successfully swallowed the Foundation Establishment Pill with Qi Refining, but the Foundation Establishment failed, and his cultivation level fell to the middle stage of Qi Refining. His dantian was damaged, probably 20 During the year, there was no chance to build a foundation, which caused all the clansmen to be discouraged and mourn.

At this juncture, Fairy Chu, who had already made an in-law agreement with Zhao Xiukong, also resolutely severed her relationship with her and divorced her. This made the entire Zhao family lose face in the world of cultivating immortals in Nanshan County. The Zhao family was furious, but And helpless.

The patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Xuanwu, was originally a Jindan cultivator of Longsnake Mountain in Beimo Kingdom. Because he failed to compete for the head of the sect, he fled to Yan Kingdom with his family members seriously injured. The second-order low-grade spiritual vein established the Zhao family family.

But just 50 years later, the ancestor was seriously injured and passed away.

The second-generation patriarch is Zhao Baoxiu in the middle stage of foundation establishment. He and the great elder Zhao Baoshan supported each other and stuck to the ancestor's foundation for 130 years. On the shoulders of the perfect Zhao Lingting.

Zhao Lingting was already old when he became the patriarch, his vitality was gradually declining, and there was no possibility of building a foundation. Fortunately, in recent years, Zhao Xiukong, who was very handsome, had appeared in the clan. File matter.

Originally, patriarch Zhao Lingting tried his best to buy a foundation building pill by exchanging a shop in Feiyanfang for spirit stones to increase Zhao Xiukong's chances of building a foundation.

This Zhao Xiukong was also sullen after being divorced, after making a fuss in the clan, he didn't know where he went these few days, the clan leader regained his strength and was about to look for him.

Zhao Xiuxuan received the mission today and searched around Chishan.

"The fall of a genius, the divorce, everything that happened to Zhao Xiukong is a standard protagonist template"

Zhao Xiuxuan shook his head and smiled, thinking to himself.

In terms of the protagonist template, wouldn't I, the time traveler, be more like
It turned out that Zhao Xiuxuan was not from this world. He was an ordinary employee in his previous life. One night a year ago, while working overtime, he suddenly had a sudden heart attack, and soon passed out. When he woke up, he became this People with the same name and surname in the world.

His father was a Qi-refining cultivator of the Zhao family. He died when Zhao Xiuxuan was young and went out to practice. His mother returned to the original family with her newborn sister. For some reason, Zhao Xiuxuan was left alone.

Later, Zhao Xiuxuan lived in the mountains all the year round. At the age of 11, he washed the essence and cut the marrow and broke through the day after tomorrow. He passed down the Xuantian Kungfu, fed the qi and transformed the essence. He is now 26 years old and practiced the five levels of Qi. According to the realm, one, two, three is the bottom, and four, five, and six are the middle. At this time, it belongs to the middle stage of Qi refining, and its aptitude is mediocre, and it is in the middle of the Zhao family.

After two months in this world, Zhao Xiuxuan has integrated into his own identity.

"Creak creak", the sound of a carriage came from the road not far away, which aroused his vigilance.

"It's late at night, and the Chishan territory is ahead, who came here at this time?"

On the gravel road.

A carriage slowly approached.

The white horses are of the same color, and they pull the sandalwood carriage, which is very luxurious with brocade and tassels. On the wooden frame of the carriage, there is a green luan tattooed on it.

A man in black sat on the coachman's seat, his back bowed like a bow, his eyes like knives.

Zhao Xiuxuan glanced at Qingluan on the carriage, and knew that it was the Chu family in Wutong Mountain. The big man on the carriage was round and full of aura, and he didn't need to use probing techniques to know that his realm was several levels higher than his. A late-stage monk.

He hastily clapped his hands
"I don't know what the reason for coming to Chishan is the monk of the Chu family in the car. Unfortunately, Chishan is closed today. If there is something urgent, fellow Taoist, let me convey a word or two with a sound transmission talisman."

If the three generations of the Chu and Zhao families were married, if they were in the past, they would not need to report this way, and they would be able to enter Chishan after verifying their identities, but now.
Immediately the man didn't talk nonsense, he lifted the curtain on the car, and pulled out a bloody man with a pale face from inside.

Although the night was dark, the green gown with cloud patterns on this man was particularly conspicuous and familiar.

Zhao Xiuxuan took a closer look, isn't this the Zhao Xiukong who was looking for him in the crowd? After identifying him correctly, he was shocked, and took out a shining talisman from his waist and squeezed it in his hand. It means that this basalt talisman can form a layer of spiritual shield protection in an instant, and it will be difficult for him to break through it in the time of a cup of tea.

As long as he lasted this time and sacrificed another communication talisman, he could call the clansman for support.

Having settled down in his heart, Zhao Xiuxuan's face remained unchanged, and he asked in an ordinary tone
"Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this? Why are members of my Zhao family on the chariot of the Chu family?"

The man in black clothes said with surprise on his face after hearing this.
"You are a junior with a good heart, unlike this person"

As he said that, the man in black sneered, and nodded his chin at Zhao Xiukong who was lying still.

"Two days ago, this son claimed to be a member of the Zhao family. He ran to our Wutong Mountain Six Great Formation, and attacked my Chu family's mountain gate with magic. He threatened that it was not my Chu family who divorced, but that he was going to divorce the daughter of my Chu family. He also took out a letter of divorce, and verbally insulted the lintel of my Chu family. Everyone knows that my Chu family and the Zhao family have always been friends, so how could they tolerate such villains as obstructions, and someone of their own generation stepped forward to compete with him? One or two, I thought that if this kid is so wild, he must be a person with good skills, but he never thought that he would be defeated without holding on to a few tricks."

"It's normal for monks to fight with no seriousness. The elders of the clan were afraid that it was Zhao Jiaerlang, so they rushed to investigate, but when they arrived, it was too late."

The man in Xuanyi spoke politely, but he threw Zhao Xiukong over like a rag in his hand, and Zhao Xiuxuan hurriedly took it heavily.

He sniffed and breathed, although his breath was ups and downs, but he was still alive anyway.

He probed the dantian with his sword finger, and found that Zhao Xiukong's dantian was almost completely shattered, and he lost all his cultivation.

Looking at his distraught face and the state of three spirits coming out of his body, Zhao Xiuxuan was shocked.

"The poisonous heart of the Chu family has directly abolished Zhao Xiukong's dantian, and he has no chance to cultivate in this life."

Although he was new here, Zhao Xiuxuan couldn't help but feel a little cold when he saw the Zhao family members being humiliated in this way.

Seeing Zhao Xiuxuan's cold face, the man in Xuanyi laughed and said,
"How courageous, you, a cultivator who has just entered the middle stage of Qi refining, have such courage to face me, who are you?"

In fact, Zhao Xiuxuan himself didn't know why he had the appearance just now. He faintly felt that there might still be the influence of the original body. At this time, after being asked by the man in Xuanyi, he calmed down and his face became expressionless again. Out of emotion.

"Zhao Family, Zhao Xiuxuan", he spoke concisely, with a Xuanwu Talisman in his hand, and half a mile behind him was Chishan's mountain guard formation, even if this person was in the late stage of Qi refining, he would have nothing to fear.

The Xuanwu talisman is inherited from Zhao Xuanwu Jindan, the patriarch of the Zhao family. It was originally a middle-grade third-grade talisman. After more than ten years of contemplation and study, the second-generation patriarch Zhao Baoxiu refined it into a new first-grade top-grade talisman, which inherits the "Xuanwu talisman." "The name.

Since then, the Xuanwu Talisman has become a unique water-type talisman of the Zhao family, and based on this, the Zhao family was able to open three shops and earn income from spirit stones.

Xuanwu talisman is more important than defense, and it has the magic of being invincible.

Zhao Xiuxuan made some calculations in his mind, secretly thinking that there is no need to cause more trouble at this time, and first send Zhao Xiukong back to the family doctor for treatment. Although the dantian is so severely damaged, it is impossible to practice one, but if he can survive, it is good to be a rich man.

Thinking of this, he picked up Zhao Xiukong and was about to leave.

The man in black didn't agree, he jumped in the air, and hit him with a palm, this palm was so powerful, before the wind of the palm came, a fire ball the size of a baby hit his face first.

(End of this chapter)