Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 402 The smart chess piece Han Feng (3500 words, please subscribe)
"Fellow Daoist Ling, have you fallen in love with this thing?" Master Jiamu saw a trace of joy on Ling Pengyun's face as he flipped through the book "Saint Demon Art", and asked.

Master Jiamu spent several days with Ling Pengyun, and naturally he also knew each other's name.

"Indeed, on top of this sect's holy and demonic skills, there are more than a dozen demonic methods recorded, among which there are quite a few secret methods that go to the profound level." Ling Pengyun did not hide it and nodded.

Hearing this, Master Jiamu was a little curious. He took the Holy Demonic Art from Ling Pengyun and looked through it.

When he saw that there were indeed dozens of secrets of magic recorded in this book, he was slightly surprised.

The holy and demonic skills circulating on the market do not record so many secret methods of demonic cultivation.

However, when he thought that the old demon's cultivation level was as high as the fake elixir level, that he was not weak in holding the magic treasure, and that his strength was comparable to the third level of the golden elixir, Master Jiamu also guessed that the old demon was sent here by the Holy Demon Sect. A first-level status as a "missionary elder" in Muyuanfang City.

It is normal for these missionary elders to master the source of the holy and demonic skills and record dozens of demonic secrets.

After all, if the missionary elders want to attract those monks who have entered the demonic path to enter the Holy Demonic Sect, they also need to release some bait.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, I'm also interested in this technique. How about we make rubbings on each other?" Jiamu Zhenren said.

"That's natural. Fellow Daoist Jiamu, I want that ten kilogram piece of third-level low-grade explosive iron. I can share less of the more than 3 spiritual stones. Is that okay?"

"The rest of the demon cultivators' belongings will be divided equally." Ling Pengyun asked.

"Okay." Master Jiamu was not interested in any fire-based spiritual objects. The piece of spiritual iron he wanted was also for sale, so he agreed.

Ten kilograms of third-grade low-grade explosive iron is worth 5000 yuan in spirit stones on the market.

One kilogram is worth 500 yuan of spiritual stones.

Ling Pengyun also got the 700 yuan spiritual stone because he wanted this piece of explosive iron.

After the interests were divided, Ling Pengyun and Master Jiamu left a communication talisman for each other, which was regarded as making some friendship. He resigned from Master Jiamu and left with Xiao Qianfei, who had been sitting cross-legged outside the door, carefully reading some classics in the world of immortality. Enter this teleportation hall.

I went to the Muyuan Jubao Pavilion in the market again, and spent the 700 Yuan spirit stones I just got to buy [-] kilograms of first-level middle-grade items at a [-]% discount. Containing water and spiritual iron.

At the same time, he also thanked the steward of the Jubao Pavilion and told the Master of the Teleportation Hall, Jiamu Zhenren, that a demonic cultivator was eyeing him.

The manager of the Jubao Pavilion was an outstanding person, and he did not take this matter seriously. He just asked Ling Pengyun to come to his Jubao Pavilion if he wanted to buy water-based spiritual iron in the future.

Regarding this matter, Ling Pengyun naturally agreed.

After all, the Jubao Pavilion's water-type spiritual iron is cheap and safe. If it is targeted, the Jubao Pavilion will take the initiative to inform the visitors to avoid accidents.

After handling the matter, Ling Pengyun also took a small amount of money to buy a few more travel notes and classics she liked in Fangshi, and then returned to Muyuanfang City's teleportation array, waiting for the teleportation array to open.

Because I am still on the road, it is not suitable for Qi training monks to practice.

Moreover, Ling Pengyun also had skills suitable for Xiao Qianfei's practice.

Although there are some in the market, they are mostly popular products and are not as good as Ling's technique.

Xiao Qianfei has never practiced cultivation, and her curiosity about the world of immortality can only be clarified from those classics.

Ling Pengyun planned to choose a suitable technique for Xiao Qianfei to start practicing after returning to his family.

……

Muyuan Sea Area, Turtle Island, Hanfeng Village.

This is the day of the beginning of spring.

Dozens of Qian mortals from Hanfeng Village who were anonymously named Han were waiting here.

After a while, a young man with a simple appearance and a fish bone flying instrument gradually appeared in the distance, flying from a distance.

When the dozens of Qian mortals saw this man appearing, they all looked happy.

After a hundred breaths, the honest-looking monk also used the fish bone flying magic weapon to land in front of the dozens of Qian mortals, and greeted the dozens of Qian mortals one by one.

And this honest monk is one of the dozens of mortals directly descended from the Qian family, the "Han Feng" whose spiritual roots were detected by the monks of the Zhao family on Turtle Island more than ten years ago and brought into the Zhao family's practice.

His original name was Qian Feng.

The group gathered together for a while, then entered a large courtyard in the village and had a reunion banquet.

Afterwards, after everyone dispersed, Xiao Qianfei's parents took the opportunity to find "Han Feng" and brought him into a room.

He told Han Feng that Xiao Qian Fei was accepted as a disciple by Ling Pengyun, a good friend of the Qian clan leader "Qian Yuan Lao Tao" and was taken to practice in a distant place.

He also handed over the storage bag left by Ling Pengyun to Han Feng honestly, without violating Ling Pengyun's arrangement back then.

After Xiao Qianfei's parents finished the matter, they said goodbye and left the room.

Qian Feng, who was left alone in this room, looked full of curiosity. He put his consciousness into the storage bag in his hand that was not imprinted with the consciousness, and found out what was inside.

"It's actually a thousand spiritual stones." Han Feng was shocked.

He immediately channeled his spiritual power into the storage bag and summoned all the spiritual objects in it.

Suddenly, a large number of spiritual stones appeared in front of him.

As a Qi-training monk, Han Feng also knows how valuable a thousand spiritual stones are.

He didn't believe it for a moment that he could obtain a thousand spiritual stones so easily, so he deliberately used his spiritual consciousness to scan the spiritual stones and calculated them several times. Only then did he believe that the thousand spiritual stones in front of him were real.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, Han Feng, would have such an opportunity."

"With these thousand spiritual stones, I will have the resources to break through from the fifth level of Qi training to the later stage of Qi training."

"If I use it sparingly, maybe these spiritual stones can support my cultivation to the ninth level of Qi training."

"In this way, there is great hope that I can achieve a breakthrough in Qi training before the best age of foundation building is 60 years old."

Han Feng laughed out loud.

Just when Han Feng was overjoyed, he glanced over and saw that there was a letter among the pile of spiritual stones.

"The one left by the senior who took Xiao Feier away?"

Han Feng waved his hand, took the letter in his hand, and read it carefully.

There is a lot written in this envelope.

"I am a good friend of your clan leader Qian Qiuyuan, so make good use of those thousand spiritual stones."

"Your ancestors are all dead, and you have no relatives to support your cultivation, but your qualifications are not indispensable for building a foundation. If you want to build a foundation, you should think of a way above the Zhao family."

"It is not impossible to marry into the Zhao family, but if you want to marry into the Zhao family, you'd better find the daughters of those high-ranking members of the Zhao family. In this way, your Taoist companion's fathers can also help you when you are looking for foundation-building spiritual objects."

"Getting married is basically your only opportunity to build a foundation. If you don't want to, you won't be reused by the Zhao family at all given your situation as a monk with a foreign surname."

"And if you can break through the foundation building, when I come to Turtle Island in the future, I can help you destroy the Zhao family, and it is not impossible to help you rebuild the Qian family."

Just when Han Feng read this letter, he was curious about the cultivation level of the senior who left this letter.The letter suddenly burst into flames, and immediately after, a huge aura came from the burning letter.

This breath was so huge that Han Feng, who was only at the fifth level of Qi training, was directly pressed to the ground.

Fortunately, this huge aura only lasted for one breath.

Han Feng also climbed up from the ground in embarrassment. Thinking back to the huge aura just now, his eyes flashed.

"This aura is stronger than the ancestor of the Zhao family who is in the fake elixir realm. Could it be that the senior who took Feier away is in the fake elixir realm, or is he in the golden elixir realm?"

"If this is the case, it would indeed be feasible to use this senior to destroy the Zhao family and rebuild my Qian family."

"With this senior here, it is not unreasonable to marry the daughter of an enemy's family and marry into the enemy's family for a moment of grievance."

"However, if this senior really wanted to help me rebuild the Qian family, I'm afraid he would have already helped me. According to his cultivation level, it would not be difficult to help me break through the foundation building."

"Could it be that this senior also has plans for me?"

"I'm just a monk in the Qi training stage, and I don't have any property."

"In this case,...only the vast land occupied by the Zhao family on Turtle Island will be left."

"Thinking about it this way, the senior who asked me to cultivate to break through the Foundation Establishment, first of all, is probably because he is not willing to invest a lot of spiritual objects in me to help me break through the Foundation Establishment."

"Secondly, I'm afraid I don't want to show up. After helping me destroy the Qian family, I want to let me, who has foundation-building cultivation, help him earn spiritual items."

"This makes some sense, why does this unknown senior want to help me."

After thinking about it, Han Feng still planned to build the foundation as much as possible according to what the unknown senior said, so as to use that senior to destroy the Zhao family and rebuild the Qian family.

This is an opportunity for him, an opportunity to rebuild the Qian family.

If he misses this opportunity, he will never be able to avenge his relatives in this life.

Although he was not born when the Qian family was destroyed, his parents had instilled the desire for revenge in him since he was a child. Therefore, he was extremely hostile to the Zhao family.

Over the years, I have attached myself to the Zhao family to practice, just because I wanted to take a step further in my practice.

……

three months later.

The boundary between Yan State and Bailingmen is several miles away from Luoxia Mountain in Huaishui County, Jingzhou.

Ling Pengyun, who was standing behind Feng Yingpeng, looked at this long-lost spiritual mountain with a hint of joy on his face.

"After six years away from home, Luoxia Mountain has not changed, and the scenery remains the same."

"I don't know how Madam, Xiaoxia, and my parents have been doing in the past six years."

"Little Cheng Ping, that girl has probably grown into a big girl."

"Uncle Xiaoyan, I don't know if he is fatter or not."

"Grandpa Yan Cang..."

Ling Pengyun couldn't help but think of Yan Cang, who had already begun to decline in cultivation when he left home and whose time was running out, and sighed softly.

Xiao Qian Fei, who was sitting on top of Feng Yingpeng, listened to Ling Pengyun's emotion and asked curiously.

"Master, are Master, Master, and Senior Brother Cheng Xia in this mountain?"

"Not bad." Ling Pengyun nodded lightly, replied, and couldn't wait to rely on his strong spiritual power to put away Feng Yingpeng, grab Xiao Qianfei's hand, turn it into a stream of blue light, and quickly escape to Luoxia Mountain .

This escape technique is called "Bishui Escape Technique", which is recorded in the Bishui Sutra.

This escape technique is best suited for sneaking in water, but it is also very fast when used to fly, enough to reach 30 miles per day.

However, using this escape technique to travel consumes more spiritual energy.

Ling Pengyun had been using Feng Yingpeng to travel.

at the same time.

Yan Siyi, Ling Chengxia, Yang Qiuyun, Ling Xiaoshun, Ling Xiaoping, and Ling Xiaoyan who lived in Luoxia Mountain were all attracted by the stream of light coming from several miles away.

Everyone is a monk, and they all know that only Jindan monks can use the extremely fast Flowing Light Escape.

"Why does this breath look like my husband's breath?"

Yan Siyi, who was still as baby-fat and in great shape, looked at the escaping light several miles away, and a figure who thought about it day and night appeared in her mind, muttering to herself.

The other people around were shocked when they heard this.

Yan Siyi's husband is Ling Pengyun. They all know that Ling Pengyun left home six years ago to find a chance to find a golden elixir.

For a moment, everyone cast their gaze skills one after another and looked at the approaching streamer again.

They could also clearly see the figure that turned into light.

"It's dad, it's dad, it's really dad."

"Mom, dad is really into the golden elixir."

"Hahaha!"

On the side, a young man who was six feet tall, looked very similar to Yan Siyi, and had an elegant demeanor looked excited. He held Yan Siyi's hand beside him and laughed.

This young man is none other than Ling Chengxia, the only son born to Ling Pengyun and Yan Siyi 14 years ago.

"It's really my husband."

"Come on, follow me out of the mountain and welcome your husband back."

The longing in Yan Siyi's eyes reached the extreme, and Dangzhi relied on her strong spiritual power to fly out of Luoxia Mountain.

The rest of the people followed closely behind.

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