Before, he only caught a glimpse of it from the Wind-Chasing Falcon, but now, standing at the door of Zhou’s house and looking down, he could see the entire Yunmeng City.
The lights below were bright and there were towering buildings. Although it was night, the streets were crowded with people. Even though the distance was far, Chen Qingyu could vaguely hear the hawking and shouting beside her.
Looking further away, a river cuts Yunmeng City in half. The river is calm and gathers in a corner of Yunmeng City, forming a large lake.
On the edge of the lake, there are many lighted boats and pleasure boats, and on the boats, there are birds singing and dancing.
Such a prosperous scene also made Chen Qingyu a little dazed, but he quickly returned to normal and turned his attention back to the Zhou family in front of him.
After unloading all the blood rice, Zhou Honglang noticed Chen Qingyu behind him.
Seeing the distracted look in Chen Qingyu's eyes, Zhou Honglang showed a faint smile.
A small family is a small family. Before they even saw the strength of the Zhou family, they were already shocked.
"Take him to the guest room and let him stay for one night."
Zhou Honglang thought for a moment, then spoke to the tribesmen beside him.
The family guest rooms are generally used to entertain guests. In his eyes, Chen Qingyu is not a guest of the family. However, considering what his uncle said before, Zhou Honglang does not mind showing off the family's reputation and strength.
Under the guidance of a member of the Zhou family, Chen Qingyu quickly entered the Zhou family.
Along the way, Chen Qingyu saw many things that he had never seen before. There were also many blood coagulation realm warriors patrolling the family from time to time.
They were wearing exquisite armor and had solemn expressions. The swords in their hands flashed a faint cold light under the light. At first glance, they were fine knives that had been polished countless times.
He heard from his father that even knives and weapons have different levels.
From the most common iron tools, to the weapons made of rare minerals in the middle, and the top artifacts made of materials from high-level ferocious beasts.
This god is not that god, but the god in the state of concentration.
It is said that ordinary iron tools can be forged hundreds or thousands of times. The more forging layers there are, the sharper and harder they become, allowing warriors in the innate realm to exert their internal qi and blood.
A sharp weapon must be able to carry the warrior's inner energy and unleash the power of certain specific combat techniques to be called a sharp weapon. It can be used by warriors who have reached the fifth level of controlling the inner energy.
Divine artifacts are said to be able to generate spiritual intelligence and are often held in the hands of warriors in the state of concentration. Ordinary people are unable to comprehend the mysteries contained therein.
As for the weapons used by the family today, they are probably not even as good as the worst iron tools. They can only be considered relatively hard, but most of the time they are not as effective as the fists in the hands of warriors.
Chen Qingyu sighed in his heart, wondering when his family would be able to develop to this point.
After a while, Chen Qingyu was taken to the Zhou family's guest room.
Although it is just a guest room, it is quite luxurious. There are exquisite murals hanging on the walls all around. In the middle of the room, there is a faint fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy. Even the bedding is as smooth as silk and has beautiful patterns.
Chen Qingyu didn't have much feeling about these. Instead, he was more attracted by them than those sharp iron tools.
A warrior should hone his character, and where he lives should not affect his determination to practice martial arts.
He believed that with time, the family would be able to develop to this level, or even better.
Thinking of the task assigned to him by his family, Chen Qingyu did not sleep, but chose to practice the internal skills in his body, striving to make further progress in his realm.
After the elders of the clan were resurrected, the family's three-turn profound art increased by three more turns, reaching the sixth-turn level.
The Six Revolutions Profound Art can break through to the Qi Control Realm, but unfortunately the family inheritance has been lost and can no longer help him much in this regard. He can only rely on his own understanding.
However, he is only in the early stage of the Xiantian realm now, and there is still some distance between him and the inner Gang realm.
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In the ancestral hall, the scene in front of my eyes gradually faded and then disappeared.
Chen Xingzhen and others who had been watching the scene on the light screen were also distracted from their current perspective.
Although they had expected this, the scene they just saw still amazed them.
The Zhou family is indeed not comparable to the current Chen family. Perhaps only the family in its heyday can compete with it.
Unfortunately, they had never even seen the family’s heyday.
This is inevitably regrettable.
But Chen Xingzhen quickly got rid of this emotion, and at the same time his belief became even stronger.
As the patriarch, he must make the family strong.
Only when the family is strong can we prevent other families from dominating us.
After praying, Chen Xingzhen and his companions turned around and left the ancestral hall.
Although the scene in the light curtain was beautiful and the gap between the two families was huge, it did not discourage the confidence of several people. Instead, it made them more motivated.
After those people left, many living souls in the ancestral hall sighed a lot.
They also saw the scene in the light curtain, but unfortunately they could not help the family now. They could only work hard to absorb the Yin energy, strengthen themselves, and strive to help the family next time.
Recently, another member of the tribe broke through the innate realm in the form of soul and body.
This is worth congratulating. At least they spend more time practicing every day than the living people in the family.
They don't need to eat or sleep, and they can absorb Yin energy day or night, the only difference is the amount.
Moreover, many members of the tribe have discovered that they seem to have no realm bottleneck. As long as they have enough Yin Energy, they can break through naturally and will not be stuck in a certain realm.
If family conditions did not allow it, they would all like to persuade their descendants to come earlier.
Above, Ji Yang was speechless as he felt the thoughts of these soul members.
However, thinking back to the scene he had just seen, Ji Yang also had a little yearning. The Chen family had too few people, and he had almost finished eating all the melons recently. It was really too boring not being able to absorb the moonlight every day.
The light curtain just now was a small magical power that Ji Yang used by borrowing the energy of incense.
As long as the tribesmen prayed, he could use the power of the incense on the locust leaf to observe the tribesmen's surroundings.
If Ji Yang uses the energy of incense to create a golden body, then when using this additional magical power, he can also convey his own strength from a distance and display his own divine power.
But now, I can only watch TV.
But it’s not bad for the Chen family now. At least they can get a direct look at the outside world and the strength of the Zhou family.
By June, the weather was gradually getting warmer, but the temperature in the Chen family could not be raised.
In recent days, the family has returned to its previous rhythm.
During the day, I repair the roads and prepare for the planting of summer blood rice and millet. In the evening, I go back to the ancestral hall to watch TV.
Life is pretty decent.
With the light curtain, Chen Xingzhen and others no longer worried about Chen Qingyu's safety. After all, they could see the situation every day.
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