Chapter 462 Chen Family

Chen Yuan glanced at the scroll: "This is..."

The middle-aged man in Jinyi heard this and quickly unfolded it.

This is a painting, slightly yellowed.

In the painting, there is a young man wearing smart clothes, whose appearance is the same as that of Chen Yuan. He is holding a long knife in both hands, and he is in the starting position of the Five Tigers Breaking the Door Knife. His eyes are sharp and heroic.

The middle-aged man in Jinyi explained: "To my great uncle, this is a portrait handed down from our ancestors and has been kept in the family's library."

"Quinzi told great-uncle about his arrival, and his great-grandson immediately went to the library to find the portrait of great-uncle. Quanzi recognized it as soon as he saw it."

Chen Yuan stared at himself in the painting. The artist was very skilled and painted him lifelikely.

The long knife was exactly the same as all the weapons he had back then. In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the days when he was still in the Fuhu Gang a hundred and eighty years ago.

Manager Li who wanted to plot against him but was plotted against him, Zhao Shan who was forced to kill Manager Li by him, Xie Quan Wu Dong of Black Wind Village, Wei Wuding who was scheming but died in the hands of Master Duanfang, who wanted to Luo Zhenwu, the man who revitalized the Fuhu Gang, and Master Duanfang, who is actually cruel and cruel...

In the blink of an eye, one hundred and eighty years have passed, and he has become a Nascent Soul cultivator. He has lived for more than a thousand years, and these people have all turned into dust.

There are also his relatives. Chen Yuan's eyes fell on the corner of the portrait, which had a series of words written in delicate small letters: "In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Year Yihai, the second brother has been away from home for twenty-one years, and the younger sister looks at the moon and cherishes the distance. I specially invite Han Bai, the master of painting, to paint ”

"Little sister..." Chen Yuan whispered to himself, his eyes full of guilt.

He still remembered what he said to his little sister when he left home.

"Then if my second brother becomes an immortal, take me to the sky to take a look, okay?"

"Then you have to wait a long, long time before I can become an immortal."

"Then forget it. My second brother knows how to lie. He won't come back during the New Year. Why are you talking about cultivating immortals? You're a bad villain!"

My little sister must have been waiting for him to come back, right?

She definitely wanted to see her second brother again, but after that night, her second brother, whom she was deeply attached to, never went back.

Chen Yuan stared at this sentence blankly, then suddenly sighed and slowly closed the scroll.

The younger sister was right, he did break his promise.

He felt guilty, but he never regretted it.

Chen Yuan raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man: "Can you give this painting to me?"

The middle-aged man said respectfully: "This is the portrait of Uncle Zeng, and it should be dedicated to Uncle Zeng."

Chen Yuan put the portrait into the mustard seed ring. The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the portrait disappear out of thin air.

This ancestor has lived for more than two hundred years and has such miraculous methods. He is indeed an immortal cultivator.

Seeing his happy face, Chen Yuan asked, "Have you ever seen an immortal cultivator?"

The middle-aged man replied: "My great-grandson has seen a master cast magic spells to pull objects out of thin air. It is very magical, but it is far less than my great-uncle, who can summon a mountain peak."

Chen Yuan laughed: "Call a mountain? I don't have that kind of ability yet. It seems that the Chen family is very prosperous now. They have been granted the title of Marquis, and they also know the existence of immortal cultivators. Are you the current Dang Kouhou?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Dang Kouhou is my brother. His name is Chen Huaixiang. He is now the general of Zhendong. He is guarding Yaozhou Wuwanguan. I am only responsible for taking care of the old house."

"Since the Chen family has been granted the title of marquis, why do you still stay in Chenjia Village?"

The middle-aged man said sternly: "This is the teaching of our ancestors. Our descendants and descendants will not dare to disobey it."

"In the past, there was great chaos in Yuzhou, and the Chen family moved north. Before my death, my great ancestor asked his great ancestor to move his tomb back to Chenjia Village, rebuild the Chen family, and comfort his ancestors."

Chen Yuan sighed softly and turned to look at Chen Tiezhu's tablet: "You are interested. Why did the Chen family move north and how did they become a marquis?"

The middle-aged man replied: "Droughts and floods were frequent in Yuzhou at that time. Although the disaster was not serious, Uncle Zhao Shi urged Emperor Gaozu to leave Yuzhou..."

"Are you talking about Zhao Shan?" Chen Yuan interrupted.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Exactly, because of great-uncle, great-uncle Zhao Shi takes great care of the Chen family."

"My great-great-grandfather obeyed the advice of my great-uncle Zhao Shi and immediately sold his land and property. Together with the Zhao family, they crossed the Chimang Mountains and moved north to Lingzhou."

"Sure enough, within a few years, Yuzhou was hit by a major disaster, and locusts passed through the border, making it difficult for the people to live."

"The White Lotus Sect took the opportunity to start an uprising, and the imperial court sent troops to suppress it. The blood flowed into rivers and corpses were scattered everywhere."

"Later, my great-great-grandfather sent people back to Yuzhou to investigate and found that Chenjia Village had been burned to ashes. I was very lucky to have listened to the advice of my great-uncle Zhao Shi."

"To this day, the Chen family and the Zhao family are family friends and provide each other with assistance in the DPRK."

"I didn't expect such an incident to happen back then... What happened next?" Chen Yuan said.

The middle-aged man said: "When great-uncle Gaozu and Zhao Shi led their families to move north, the White Lotus Sect uprising had already occurred in Lingzhou. It was suppressed by the imperial court and a large number of people died."

"There are also some refugees who have fled to other states. The population is very small, and a large number of fields have been abandoned, but peace has settled down."

"But in troubled times, wealth was not revealed, so Gaozu only used a little money to buy a hundred acres of land, concentrating on avoiding disaster and not daring to show off."

"Uncle Zhao Shi was very skilled in martial arts and accepted the disciples of the Chen family as his disciples. His great-grandson's grandfather, Chen Yansi, had extraordinary talent. He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he developed his inner strength when he was only twenty years old."

"My grandfather rarely had great ambitions. He joined the army, fought in the south and north, fought against the bandits at home, and defended the enemy country outside. He made outstanding achievements."

"At the age of forty-three, the imperial court granted my grandfather the title of Marquis of Dangkou. He was hereditary. He worshiped General Zhendong, built a palace, and guarded Yaozhou Wuwangguan. He died at the age of ninety-four, and established the country's army for fifty-one years. , Dare not take a step beyond the bounds. "

"Chen Yansi..." Chen Yuan murmured, "My eldest brother did give birth to a good son. What happened to your great-grandfather?"

The middle-aged man said: "According to what my grandfather said, my great-grandfather was loyal, diligent and frugal. He was very hands-on and took care of the land. He was in the same vein as his great-grandfather."

"My great-grandfather and great-grandmother were in love all their lives. They died at the age of seventy-four. They had three sons and two daughters. Grandfather is the youngest son."

Chen Yuan remembered that when he went to Baibing Hall to be an apprentice, Chen Daniu stuffed him with a hundred copper coins with a naive smile and remained silent.

After a while, he spoke again: "Little sister... what happened to her?"

"You mean my great-aunt?" the middle-aged person said, "My great-aunt died at the age of eighty-seven. She and my great-aunt were very affectionate and had three sons and one daughter."

Chen Yuan thought of his young sister's innocence and simplicity, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He murmured: "No illness or disaster, husband and wife are loving, which is not bad... As for her children, are they successful?"

The middle-aged man said: "After my grandfather became a marquis, the great-grandson's line became the eldest family, and the great-aunt's line became the fourth family. They prospered."

"According to the rules of the imperial court, only the eldest brother can ascend the throne. When the fourth brother reaches adulthood, he will go to Wuwang Pass and join the Zhendong General Mansion to serve. The clan has never treated him poorly."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "Yes, one line of feudal lords has not forgotten the other branches, but one cannot be nepotistic."

"Great-grandson understands." The middle-aged man said seriously.

Chen Yuan raised his head and looked at the magnificent ancestral hall, and said calmly: "You don't have to obey the ancestral instructions blindly. Since the Dang Kouhou has been guarding it for generations, let's move the Chen family there."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed: "This matter is a little difficult..."

The young man said angrily: "It's not that the imperial court refused to allow the relocation and wanted to use the Chen family to hold my father hostage, other generals guarding the border are like this..."

"Shut up! How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in front of my great-uncle!" The middle-aged man suddenly changed his expression and shouted sternly.

The young man shut his mouth, but his face was still angry.

Chen Yuan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. Although you call me great-uncle and great-uncle, I have not protected the Chen family. You don't have to be reserved in front of me."

When he said this, the young man became respectful: "Although I am young, I also know that Grandfather Tian (note) was originally a child of the Chen family in the village. My great-great-grandfather was a long-term worker in a landlord's gentry family, and his family was poor."

"It was Great Uncle who joined the Jianghu gang, learned martial arts, and purchased land for the Chen family."

"It was also because of Great Uncle Zhao that he took great care of the Chen family and taught his great-grandfather martial arts. The Chen family is what it is today."

"The Chen family has been prosperous since my great uncle, and all descendants of later generations are grateful for my great uncle's kindness."

Chen Yuan smiled: "You are very articulate. Is Chen Huaixiang your father?"

The young man nodded and said, "My father has three sons, and I am the second."

Chen Yuan looked him up and down, his eyes falling on the coarse linen clothes and straw sandals he was wearing: "As the son of a marquis, why are you so poorly dressed?"

The young man said bitterly: "I was studying in the Imperial College in the capital, and the son of the Minister of Civil Affairs bullied a classmate from a poor family and wanted to marry his sister."

"I couldn't stand it, so I beat him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for half a year. He was... punished by his uncle and had to clean the ancestral hall for three months."

He secretly glanced at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, and he immediately looked away, not daring to look again.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and bowed, and explained: "Great-uncle, according to my great-grandfather's instructions, the descendants of the Chen family must wear linen clothes and straw sandals when worshiping their ancestors every year. Remember that their ancestors were born in a humble background, wealth is rare, and they must not forget their origins."

"My grandfather later set a rule. Whenever a child of the Chen family makes a mistake, he must wear linen clothes and straw sandals, have simple meals, clean the ancestral hall, and meditate on his mistakes."

The young man whispered: "I am punishing evil and promoting good..."

The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely: "Although Qin Rucai is not a thing, you, an Imperial College student, relied on some martial arts skills to seriously injure your classmates. Isn't it wrong?"

The young man did not dare to refute anymore and lowered his head in frustration.

Chen Yuan smiled: "Don't be too harsh. It is a blessing for the Chen family to have such descendants."

He looked at the young man again: "But you must also remember that everything must be done within your ability."

The young man said happily: "I will definitely follow the teachings of my great uncle. I will never hit anyone on the street again. I will only act in secret and will never cause trouble to the Chen family."

"You!" The middle-aged man glared at the young man.

The young man had a naive smile on his face, and the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. In front of Chen Yuan, he really couldn't teach this naughty nephew a lesson.

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I am destined to meet you two today, so I will give you two pills. After taking them, you will be free from all diseases and live over a hundred years."

After that, he took out a hundred-year-old grass from the mustard ring, and the real fire rose. In an instant, he refined and purified it, turning it into two groups of pure spiritual liquid, and then condensed it into two pills, slowly flying towards Two people.

Both of them were mortals and could only withstand the power of the Qi Refining Stage elixir at best.

But the worst thing in his hand was the hundred-year-old grass. He could only take out a powerful spiritual grass and turn it into pills. Compared with the pills in the Qi refining period, the effect was almost the same.

"Thank you great uncle for giving me the elixir!" The two were overjoyed, took the elixir and swallowed it immediately.

The young man's internal organs were shaken and his injuries were serious. However, after the pill entered his abdomen, his injuries were completely healed in an instant and his face was rosy.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "The Chen family is prosperous and the family tradition is honest. I am relieved."

"You may not care about anything else, but you must remember one ancestral precept. Do not forget your roots. Do not bully others or insult the people."

The middle-aged man asked in surprise: "Great-uncle, don't you see other people?"

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly: "I have devoted myself to seeking the truth and have escaped from the world. What happens to the Chen family in the future has nothing to do with me."

The young man hesitated for a moment and said, "I also want to become an immortal. Can Uncle Gao teach me the method of becoming an immortal?"

Chen Yuan shook his head: "Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate immortality. I have checked that no one in the Chen family has spiritual roots. Otherwise, I would not mind passing on the method of cultivating immortals."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the young man's eyes, and the middle-aged man clasped his fists and bowed: "Can you ask your great-uncle to pass down the techniques of cultivating immortals? Maybe there will be people in the younger generations of the Chen family who can cultivate immortals."

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. If I gave you the technique, it would harm you."

The middle-aged man was still a little unwilling: "But..."

Seeing his appearance, Chen Yuan sighed softly: "Forget it, I will leave you five basic techniques. The children of the Chen family can try to practice after they are thirteen years old."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and bowed deeply: "Thank you, great uncle!"

Chen Yuan found a skill that recorded the basic skills of the Five Elements, looked at it, took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote down the skills, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man carefully put it away, and the young man's eyes were firmly fixed on the stack of rice paper. Apparently he still didn't give up and wanted to give it a try.

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly and walked towards the door: "You can take care of yourself..."

"Farewell to great-uncle." The two of them bowed and saluted.

When they looked up, Chen Yuan's figure had disappeared.

In the sky, Chen Yuan slowly flew out of Chenjiacun, his mood a little complicated.

He left behind basic skills, which is a blessing or a curse for the Chen family.

The world of cultivating immortals is far more cruel than the mortal world. When he obtained the skills of cultivating immortals, he immediately left the Chen family in order not to hurt his family. Even though he felt guilty, he never came back.

After he left Yuzhou, he offended the Huang family, Ziyang Sect, Guiyuan Sect, and Liu Fan. If he had not cut off the contact with his family, he would have caused many troubles to them.

Mortals are like ants in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

People don't trample to death ants for no reason, but they don't mind trampling to death the ants that break into the house.

As long as mortals are related to the world of immortality, there will be many more risks.

The Chen family has these five basic skills. If the news leaks out, it may attract other people to spy.

There may also be disciples of the Chen family who have spiritual roots and embark on the path of cultivating immortals, and the Chen family has unlimited glory.

It may also attract enemies that the Chen family cannot afford to offend and destroy the whole family.

But no matter what the outcome is, it is the Chen family's own choice.

Chen Yuan gave the Chen family a lifetime of wealth and wealth, and had repaid the cause and effect that took over Chen Erniu's body. What happens to the Chen family in the future has nothing to do with him. (End of chapter)