I am a fortress of Xianzong

Chapter 2 The Son Sacrificial to the Gods Successfully...Eating Meat

[There is still one month left, even when the mountain gate is opened, I don't know what Fu Yuanzong looks like! 】

Bao Fuxin felt that the water was a bit cold, so he got up, dried himself, put on clean clothes, and then called the maids and servants outside to come in.

The maid dried Bao Fuxin's hair, and then tied it back into a bun, while the servants packed the barrels.

After tidying up, Bao Fuxin walked to the main hall. His father and mother were there, but there were two dining tables.

Bao Fuxin felt sad. He looked at the large table in front of his parents with chicken, duck, fish, delicacies from mountains and seas, and then at the bowl of Lingmi porridge on his own small table, and a handful of vegetables.

"My son is here? Sit down and eat quickly. Every time I see you eating this Lingmi, my mother will be envious!" The mother sighed, then reached out to grab a chicken leg, and bit her red lips slightly. down.

"Gulu..." Bao Fuxin's throat rolled. He understood his mother's envy, but he couldn't accept it. If possible, he wanted to exchange it!
In this world, there was immortality first, and then there was martial arts. Martial arts were created by monks.

Exactly how the spiritual root was born, the predecessors have painstakingly researched and used countless methods, but there is no progress or discovery at all.

The appearance of spiritual roots is completely random, maybe there is a pattern, but until now, no one has studied it clearly.

And the quality of the spiritual root affects the cultivation speed of the monks!

The spiritual roots are divided into nine grades, the first grade is the lowest and the ninth grade is the highest, the first grade is the most and the ninth grade is scarce. It is said that the ninth grade spiritual roots will be envied by the heavens. Although the cultivation is very fast, there are many disasters.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, a monk in the foundation building period gave up the road of continuing practice because of the bleak path to immortality. He returned to his hometown to marry a wife and have children, and spread his branches and leaves, but he was worried about the future of his children and grandchildren.

Therefore, martial arts were developed, so that children and grandchildren could have the foundation to settle down, and thus martial arts was born.

The ancestors of the Bao family were also monks, and their cultivation had already reached the golden core stage. Although they were not low, they had no successors on the immortal path and had no chance of Yuanying, so they started the family.

In this way, the Bao family continued to multiply and became what it is today, raising martial arts with immortals and establishing the world with martial arts.

Bao Fuxin's father's name is Bao Caiyun, and the family is sorted according to Wu, Yun, Chang, Long, Cai, Fu, Man, and Tang, which seems very vulgar to Bao Fuxin.

And the mother's name is Wang Lanying, she is the daughter of the Wang family of the four major families in Jianghe County, and she also negotiated conditions when she married her father.

If Wang Lanying gave birth to an heir with spiritual roots, then the Bao family's wishful decision must be passed on to Bao Caiyun and Wang Lanying to practice.

This technique is divided into two parts, Qian and Kun, which require a man and a woman to practice. They complement each other, and the speed of practice is extremely fast under the mutual assistance of yin and yang.

But in the same way, there are also a lot of resources that need to be consumed. Looking at the table full of delicacies and delicacies on the parents' table, it is not just because of the deliciousness.

But need!
As the saying goes, poor culture and rich martial arts, martial arts is to extract one's own strength, while immortal way is to rely on spiritual roots, collect aura from the world, transform oneself and accumulate mana at the same time, the road is completely different.

Therefore, Martial Dao naturally needs to eat more, these are not counted, and some herbal medicines are needed for assistance.

Qiankun Ruyi Jue is one of the treasures of the Bao family. Of course, because the cultivation condition requires men and women to practice together, marriage has become a means of selecting practitioners.

It is reasonable for Wang Lanying to marry into Bao's family, and it is reasonable to propose such a condition. Of course, it still depends on luck in the end. As a result, the first child is Bao Fuxin, who has a fourth-grade spiritual root.

Although the aptitude is average, the aristocratic family often likes children with low-grade spiritual roots, because their prospects for cultivating immortals are slim, and after giving up, they will return to the family and become town house immortals.

Among the children of Bao Fuxin's new generation, he is not the only one who has spiritual roots. There are also Bao Fuxing, Bao Fuqiang, and Bao Fuyu. Among them, Bao Fuxing's spiritual roots are of the highest quality, reaching the seventh rank root.

It's just that the family doesn't like such a high spiritual root, and the seventh-grade spiritual root has a good chance of becoming a Nascent Soul monk.

Wouldn't it be better to follow the average person's thinking?
actually not!

Because his parents can't live that long at all, at most they can only live in the early 200s, so the bond with the family is easily broken.

And the family couldn't provide him with enough help, and the interests of each other couldn't be bound together. On the contrary, for a fourth-grade spiritual root like Bao Fuxin, the future is at the foundation-building stage at most.

Or the foundation building period can't be reached, and the journey to immortality is elusive, returning to the family, because the parents are still there, and they have a deep relationship with each other, so they can continue to serve the family for decades!

This is what the family needs most!

"Hey..." Bao Caiyun, Bao Fuxin's father, grabbed an elbow with one hand at this time, and stroked the fingertips of the other hand in the middle, and then one piece was divided into two. Hurt the plate.

"Here you are..." Half of the money was given to his wife.

"Hmm..." Mother hadn't swallowed the chicken leg meat, so she could only nod her head.

Then the father picked up the other half and bit it down.

The elbow is naturally eaten with the meat on the belt, and the meat is divided into fat meat and lean meat. It is the most delicious when you go down to three layers in one bite.

The skin is shiny with oil, extremely soft and tender, the skin and fat melt in the mouth, mixed with the lean meat and chewed together in the mouth, the taste is soft and long.

After taking two bites, my father seemed a little tired, so he reached out and grabbed a sea cucumber, put it in his mouth and bit it.

"Crackling..." It was extremely crispy and delicious. After adjusting it, I continued to attack half an elbow.

"Suck..." Bao Fuxin swallowed his saliva, sat down with a very stiff body, and silently turned to face his small table, a bowl of Lingmi porridge, the extremely thin aroma became dull.

"I can't hear, I can't smell, I can't hear, I can't smell..." He skillfully recited his self-created meditation mantra in a low voice.

Then, he picked up the bowl with his left hand and put it near his mouth, the temperature was just right.

He tilted his neck and drank a bowl of Lingmi porridge, then picked up chopsticks and put a few green vegetables into his mouth.

"Crunch, crunch... Gulu" swallowed.

"I'm done eating, now I'm going to study!" Bao Fuxin fled again in a hurry, and this situation was repeated, repeated, and repeated every day.

Reading has become his only pleasure!
Among the aristocratic families, children with spiritual roots don't need to practice martial arts, but they need to read and know how to read, so that they can learn quickly after entering the sect.

But it's always better to be early!

It also saves time for the sect that the sect requires the attached family to teach the disciples in this way. Of course, the number of disciples that the sect can provide is very limited.

Depressed, Bao Fuxin came to the study, sat on a chair, and murmured: "Am I being worshiped by my parents? They have made great achievements and ate meat every now and then, but what about me?"

"Alas..." A deep sigh came from the immature voice.

(End of this chapter)