Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1926 Taking a break from the busy schedule
Witnessing the entire process of the White Cang Realm being devoured made the atmosphere among them extremely heavy.

As the current leader of the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, Zhen Yi felt extremely overwhelmed.

The spatial black hole problem hasn't been solved yet, and now the Haotian Purgatory Tower incident has occurred, with more and more realms being swallowed up.

The catastrophe was escalating, and they had no effective means to deal with it, leaving them only to run around desperately.

Shinichi pressed his temples wearily, suddenly feeling an urge to resign as the leader of the alliance and quit.

It's too difficult to be the leader of the Immortal Alliance!

In the end, he could only offer a few weak words of comfort to Li Shan and the others before leaving with a heavy heart.

“Let’s go too!” Li Shandao said, and began taking out various parts.

An assembled door frame, several bases covered with teleportation runes, empty crystals, and so on.

“I’ll go back and look for people from all the factions, but as you know, people’s hearts are not united these days, and I don’t know how many will be willing. Besides, it will take a lot of time to prepare supplies.”

"What?" Liu Qinghuan asked.

"It's all because of this great calamity of heaven and earth. All realms are in dire need of spatial magic treasures and spiritual materials, which has led to prices rising higher and higher, and sometimes there are no buyers even if the price is right."

While helping to set up the temporary star gate, Liu Qinghuan comforted her, saying, "The world is unpredictable, and fortune and misfortune are uncertain, so there's no need to rush. Let's do our best."

Li Shan sighed: "Buying supplies requires a large sum of spirit stones, but we can't let Taiqing Sect pay for all of them, our sect can't afford it."

But if all the sects were to share the burden, then all sorts of complaints would arise, along with unwillingness, feigned ignorance, and attempts to stand idly by—and there would be endless arguments!

Li Shan and Zhenyi felt similarly that it was a time of great turmoil, with countless things to deal with, as if they could never finish doing everything well.

The great calamity of heaven and earth is like a sharp sword, hanging overhead at all times, waiting to fall.

Liu Qinghuan felt overwhelmed by the question and asked, "What can my Wen Shi Sect do to help?"

Li Shan stood up and dusted off his hands.

"I don't need you. The Qiankun Tree is enough. I'll only need your help when it's time to reinforce the space."

The group was teleported back to the Myriad Realms through a temporary star gate. Li Shan went about his business, while Liu Qinghuan and Lu Enming returned to Yunmengze.

"You should stay here at the sect for the time being," Lu Enming said. "I'll keep an eye on Qingming, so there's no need to worry."

"Then thank you very much, Senior Brother!" Liu Qinghuan said quickly.

He does indeed need to consolidate his cultivation level first, and it seems that Li Shan will be arguing with people for some time.

Stepping into the gates of the Wenshi Sect, Liu Qinghuan immediately saw the verdant and towering Wenshi Nine Peaks. She suddenly felt that all the noise of the outside world was shut out from the gates, and her heart calmed down.

Walking along the mountain path, a cool breeze gently blew by. A young disciple walked towards them from the opposite direction, but he was looking down, seemingly lost in thought, and did not notice who was approaching.

The mountain path was somewhat narrow, so Liu Qinghuan stepped aside and waited for the young disciple to pass before continuing on her way, stepping on the fallen leaves.

The trees are lush and green, a thin mist flows, and the babbling brook is melodious and pleasant.

The sound of swords being swung rang out; dozens of disciples were practicing swordsmanship on the flat ground in the mountains, their movements perfectly synchronized as they followed their senior brother's instructions.

Liu Qinghuan paused for a moment, and a snow-white fawn ran out of the forest, its big, wet eyes looking at him curiously.

The entire Wenshi School is like a secluded retreat, quiet and peaceful.

This is because many Wen Shi Sect disciples have been sent out, either to help rebuild the Bamboo Sea at Qingming Jiuzang Mountain or to guard the Nine Netherworld Palace.

Liu Qinghuan expanded his operations too much, and even tens of thousands of disciples in the Wen Shi Sect were not enough to fill the gaps. Therefore, apart from the disciples on duty, most of those who remained in the sect were junior disciples with low cultivation levels or those who were focused on cultivation.

Without disturbing too many people, Liu Qinghuan circled around the gate once before returning to her own peak to begin seclusion and stabilize her cultivation.

A few months later, still without any news from Li Shan, Liu Qinghuan decided to study the elixir.

In the past few months, he has not been idle in his spare time. The Jade Dew Qionghua Grass has been transplanted to the Daqingshan Mountain in the Small Cave Heaven. The grass seeds that have formed are watered with the green wood energy every day and are growing very well.

The Qionghua Dan Dan formula is an ancient one, and the names of some of the spiritual ingredients are written in an extremely obscure way, so that outsiders have no idea what they are.

However, having immersed himself in alchemy for so many years, Liu Qinghuan had a deep understanding of the ancient names for spiritual materials and could still guess the answer. It was just that although he already had the main ingredient, Jade Dew Qionghua Grass, some of the auxiliary spiritual herbs had long since disappeared, so he could only find substitutes with similar medicinal properties.

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"You busy man, you finally remembered me!" Yun Zheng leaned back casually on the low couch: "Speak, what do you need me for? I'm very busy too!"

Liu Qinghuan put down the small scale she was using to weigh the spiritual materials and turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Yun Zheng waved his hand, a hint of annoyance in his expression: "It's nothing, I just want to be a hands-off manager like you."

Liu Qinghuan chuckled: "You've already become the founder of a sect, if you don't want to manage things, who's going to force you to?"

Yun Zheng shook his head, not wanting to say more, and changed the subject, saying, "You came to see me, it's not related to the Haotian Purgatory Tower, is it?"

"Did they contact you?" Liu Qinghuan asked.

"Yeah, a few days ago," Yun Zheng said dismissively.

"They only contacted you a few days ago? It seems the situation over there is getting worse, and they have no other options."

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment, then hesitated.

"Just say what you have to say, why are you beating around the bush!" Yun Zheng said generously, "Just say the word!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't want to put his brother in a difficult position, so after thinking for a moment, he said:

"If you have time, you can go and take a look. The barriers and various restrictions of the Purgatory Tower are quite interesting. If you can understand them thoroughly, your array formation skills will definitely reach a new level."

Yun Zheng stroked his chin and said, "So, it does seem worth the trip..."

“However, you must be very careful,” Liu Qinghuan added, explaining to him in detail the situation inside the Purgatory Tower and all the things that needed attention.

Finally, he said, "In short, your own safety is the most important thing. Things are a bit chaotic over there recently, so you'd better not get involved."

Yun Zheng's interest was piqued, and he simply said, "Alright, I know what's important."

After finishing their business, the two started chatting casually, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly remembered something and waved to the side.

"Yixuan, tell your junior brothers and sisters to come over and pay their respects to your Uncle Yun."

Zhang Yixuan, who was serving at the side, quickly agreed to leave. A moment later, three men and one woman pushed open the door and entered, all of them stepping forward to pay their respects.

"Uncle Yun!"

Yun Zheng looked them over and said, "These are the four disciples you took in last time?"

“Yes, they’ve been training with me lately,” Liu Qinghuan said, pulling over the youngest boy: “Xiao Jie, call him Martial Uncle.”

"Uncle-Master!" Wang Xiaojie called out obediently.

"Wait!" Yun Zheng leaned back. "What do you want to do?"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and said, "This child is extremely talented, with a lightning spiritual root and a natural chaotic sword body. He has some doubts about his cultivation recently, and since you're here, you can help him with some guidance."

Yun Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his gaze and smiled, "Such a good seedling, it would be a waste to give him to you. Xiao Jie, right? Don't call him 'Uncle-Master' anymore, just call him 'Master'!"

"That won't do!" Liu Qinghuan said, "Giving guidance is fine, but you can't steal my disciple!"

He then said to Wang Xiaojie, "Come, let your martial uncle see the sword you planted."

Wang Xiaojie was a little nervous. He walked to the middle and placed his fingers between his eyebrows.

A streak of purplish-blue lightning shot out, transforming into a small sword about three inches long, which nimbly danced within the hall.

Yun Zheng showed an approving look and indeed gave Wang Xiaojie some good pointers on his doubts about swordsmanship.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan leisurely drinking tea to the side, he couldn't help but complain:
"Look how lazy you are! You don't teach your own apprentices, you just dump them on others!"

Liu Qinghuan laughed heartily: "Who told you that your swordsmanship is higher than mine? That's called 'the capable should do more.' Besides, I finally found a chance to slack off, so I'll take it easy for now. There'll be plenty of work to do later!"