Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

The incomplete sword spirit of the Sword Holder within his body suddenly awakened for some unknown reason, causing Shen Wen’an to fall into a coma.

Later, it was Shen Wenyan and Lu Zhiyuan who, working together, suppressed it with the profound righteous qi of the Literary Dao, forcing the incomplete sword spirit of the Sword Holder out.

What emerged in Shen Yuan’s mind was precisely a sentence spoken by the Sword Holder’s incomplete sword spirit before it dissipated back then.

[The Dragon Taming Clan should not suffer such injustice.]

In the hundreds of years that followed, he occasionally deduced the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion, resulting in a vague hexagram prophecy.

From that prophecy, he deduced that there was a great secret hidden deep within the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion. Once revealed, it would cause a dramatic upheaval.

Hence, he strictly forbade the Shen Clan members from further exploring the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion.

As for whether this secret was the ”Dragon-Suppressing Celestial Spell,” he was unsure.

”These matters are not something our Shen Family can meddle with at present.”

”You should tell Chongming that regardless of whether it’s the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion or the Three Immortal Mountains, the Shen Family should only explore slowly, focusing on gathering intelligence and not get too deeply involved.”

The matters behind the Dragon Tamer’s Mansion involve the Daying Immortal Mansion and numerous Nascent Soul True Monarchs’ strong ones, while the Three Immortal Mountains concern secrets above the Nascent Soul. If the Shen Family is drawn into it with their current strength, it will certainly not be a good thing.

Shen Wen’an cupped his hands and then left the Black Water Pavilion.

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As Shen Wen’an broke through the Golden Core and achieved the Sword Immortal state,

the Shen Family also ushered in a period of stable development.

Besides making rapid progress in their cultivation, the disciples of the clan also gradually showcased their talents in the Hundred Skills of Cultivation.

Flame Lake City.

He Zhongyi has already mastered the Ancient Refining Technique, refining lower-grade magical artifacts proficiently.

Following him, Shen Xiuyun successfully broke through Fetal Breathing, comprehending four basic artifact patterns and beginning to attempt artifact refining.

With He Zhongyi’s experience as a reference, his progress was swift.

On this day, in the backyard of the manor,

Hu Yufen, whose cultivation had reached the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer, was holding her daughter Shen Wenping, who looked even slightly more aged than she did, and asked:

”Has Zhongyi returned recently?”

The hair at Shen Wenping’s temples was already gray, and though she usually maintained herself very well, the traces of time could still be seen on her face.

Looking at her mother in front of her, she smiled gently and shook her head.

”Mother, Zhongyi is busy. Over in Flame Lake City, it’s only him and Xiuyun managing things.”

Hu Yufen sighed slightly and, noticing the sadness in her daughter’s eyes, turned to the maid beside her and said, ”Go and invite the first lady here; I have something to discuss with her.”

The maid slightly bowed and left upon hearing the words.

A moment later, Huang Lingxiu hurried over.

”Mother.”

Shen Wenping stood up to salute and addressed her as ”sister-in-law.”

”Sit down.”

Hu Yufen smiled and addressed her daughter-in-law and daughter, ”Lingxiu, I have something to discuss with you.”

Huang Lingxiu looked at Shen Wenping beside her and then nodded with a smile, ”Please go ahead, mother.”

After a slight hesitation, Hu Yufen said, ”In theory, matters of the family shouldn’t trouble me.”

”But Zhongyi is already middle-aged, yet he still hasn’t married or had children.”

”Shi Tou is in seclusion, so I can only discuss this with you.”

Upon hearing this, Huang Lingxiu was momentarily stunned.

Only then did she realize that He Zhongyi is already forty years old now.

At such an age, it doesn’t count for much among cultivators.

But for ordinary worldly people, it’s already half a lifetime.

”Then I shall ask Chongming to pay attention and find a suitable woman for Zhongyi among the noble families under our jurisdiction?”

After Hu Yufen nodded, she continued, ”I know they are all busy, but no matter how busy they are, they should take some time to visit home.”

”Do you know what cultivation is all about in the end?”

”After a hundred years, when loved ones have passed away, there’s nothing left but a handful of yellow earth. What use is high cultivation then?”

Huang Lingxiu didn’t reply, knowing what her mother meant.

”I remember your words, mother, and I will talk to Chongming about it.”

While comforting her mother, she also developed an idea in her heart.

The three of them chatted for quite a while; after leaving the manor, Huang Lingxiu hurriedly went to the small courtyard of Shen Chongming at the foot of the mountain.

She was greeted by Shen Xiuchan who was coming out of the courtyard and asked, ”Xiuchan, where’s your father?”

Shen Xiuchan was born to Shen Chongming and Mu Lingxun of the Mu Family.

Upon seeing Huang Lingxiu, Shen Xiuchan hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands, ”Grandmother, Father is discussing matters with eldest brother in the courtyard; do you need to see him?”

Huang Lingxiu nodded and then walked directly into the courtyard.

Inside, the father and son were in the pavilion discussing something.

Shen Xiuzhuo, facing the courtyard gate, suddenly caught sight of Huang Lingxiu and quickly stood up, ”Father, grandmother has come.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Chongming also quickly got up.

”Mother (Grandmother).”

Huang Lingxiu entered the pavilion, nodded slightly, and then sat down, ”It’s good that both of you are here, have a seat.”

Seeing this, Shen Chongming was slightly puzzled.

Usually, his mother wouldn’t act like this unless there was something serious. Noticing her somewhat serious expression now, the father and son exchanged a glance and sat down cautiously.

”Your grandmother just sought me out,”

Huang Lingxiu slowly began, looking at Shen Chongming.

”Grandmother?” Shen Chongming was a bit skeptical, ”Does she have something to instruct?”

Huang Lingxiu sighed slightly, ”Zhongyi is your cousin, and being the head of the Shen Family, you shouldn’t only be concerned about his cultivation without worrying about his lifelong matters, right?”

Lifelong matters?

Shen Chongming was slightly stunned, and then it suddenly dawned on him that He Zhongyi is now middle-aged.

However, this age is nothing among cultivators.

Just like Third Uncle Shen Wen’an, who was sixty when he and Third Aunt became Dao companions.