Family Cultivation: I can see the prompts

517: Jiuxiao Zhenren, spiritual vision (two-in-one, please give me a monthly ticket and subscribe)On a bustling small town, clamor filled the air, and there were many pedestrians coming and going.

On the street, steaming buns emitted a rich aroma of meat.

The tavern at the town’s entrance was adorned with red lanterns, and boisterous patrons chatted about miscellaneous matters from all corners of the world.

However, at this moment, a young man bid farewell to his Family and walked towards the mountain, where a white-browed Daoist stood ahead.

The young man’s face showed both longing and fear.

”Go, Jiu’er, go cultivate immortality. Your father and your brothers are here with the Family, so there’s no need to worry!”

”Mother!” The young man’s face showed reluctance, but he eventually turned back and walked towards the old Daoist.

But halfway there, he stopped again. At this moment, tears streamed down his face.

He didn’t let the latter see it. He knew that soon after, bandits would overrun this town.

The bun shop and the tavern would both be reduced to nothing after this event.

And his father, mother, and brothers would all be silenced forever in this incident.

He knew these were all illusions, but sometimes, even though he was now over four hundred years old and had experienced countless years of trials and tribulations, he would still hesitate at this scene.

At this moment, he also pondered the purpose of cultivation. Perhaps he should have gone back, given up cultivation, and lived an ordinary life with his parents.

He could organize a militia, organize the government, to face the aggressive bandits.

Perhaps the ending would be rewritten.

Even if... it was just an illusion.

Nine Heavens Hermit suddenly wanted to drink wine. He felt his throat dry. He remembered that the most famous wine in this town was osmanthus-scented.

Unfortunately, this damned illusion, even a Heart Demon tribulation, couldn’t let him have a sip of the osmanthus wine from his memory.

Nine Heavens Hermit finally looked up. There was no turning back in cultivation. He didn’t turn back then, and he wouldn’t turn back this time either.

He dared not look back, following the old Daoist onto a spirit boat he had never seen before, flying through the air... Inside an Immortal Cave, the old Daoist’s hair and beard had turned white. He looked at Nine Heavens Hermit, and his eyes began to grow cloudy.

”Xiao’er, I don’t know if it was right for me to take you up the mountain that day, but how can Cultivators like us truly pursue the Immortal Dao? We can’t even cross the threshold of Foundation Establishment. You should find a Family and settle down. Cultivation is nothing but half a lifetime of illusion!” Before his death, the old Daoist didn’t take out a Cultivation Technique, but a Jade Slip.

Inside the Jade Slip was a map, and on the map was the Family where his Master grew up.

His Master wanted to marry his great-granddaughter to Nine Heavens Hermit and entrust the Family to him.

And next to Nine Heavens Hermit was a token, a token for a Legacy Immortal Cave: cultivation, or marriage.

Nine Heavens Hermit didn’t answer, but this time, unexpectedly, the white-browed Daoist held his last breath. He wanted to see Nine Heavens Hermit agree to him.

He felt no guilt about teaching Nine Heavens Hermit.

But how could Nine Heavens Hermit speak to answer?

Even though he knew he was in a Heart Demon tribulation.

This white-browed Daoist had accompanied him for a full thirty-four years, longer than his parents.

”Master, your disciple is unfilial. I want to try that Immortal Dao again!” After a long time, as if seeing that the white-browed Daoist was extremely tired, Nine Heavens Hermit finally spoke.

The white-browed Daoist’s eyes lingered on Nine Heavens Hermit for a long time, then he nodded. He picked up the wine pot next to him, intending to drink, while his other hand crushed the Jade Slip.

The Jade Slip was crushed, but the wine did not reach his mouth.

The wine pot fell to the ground, spilling wine everywhere. This was a Second-Order spirit wine, Willow on the Path!

... Jiuyang Mountain Range, Artifact Refiner exchange conference.

Many Artifact Refiners were discussing their experiences.

At this time, Nine Heavens Hermit had been a Purple Mansion Cultivator for a long time.