Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 412 Ling Pengxing travels everywhere (3600 words, please subscribe)
Lingxiao Mountain, halfway up the mountain, deep inside the banquet, on a wine table.

Liu Daozhou, the leader of the Huxiao Liu clan, who came to attend the Golden Elixir Ceremony, had a look of envy on his face, mixed with a bit of regret.

"The two Jindan masters are my backers, and the Pingyun Yang family is really a good source of blessing."

"In the future, the Pingyun Yang family may really rise to prominence. In the next four to five hundred years, the position of the second largest foundation-building clan in the Bailingmen realm will probably be untouchable by anyone."

"If during the little demon chaos six years ago, I was not afraid of the demon cultivator, but like Yang Changxing of the Pingyun Yang family, risking life and death to save the Ling family, maybe I, Huxiao, would be married to the Ling family today. Mr. Liu."

"The future disciples of my Huxiao Liu family will also have a source of good fortune. I, the Huxiao Liu family, will not worry about having no foundation-building monks in my clan to continue."

"Hey."

Although the Huxiao Liu clan currently has two foundation-building combat forces, Liu Daozhou and the clan guardian spirit beast Yan Yunhu, sitting in the clan.

However, the Huxiao Liu family has found two foundation-building spiritual objects for their clansmen in recent decades, but it is still difficult to train a foundation-building monk.

This matter has also become an annoyance to Liu Daozhou, the leader of the Huxiao Liu clan. Perhaps in the near future, the Liu clan will have no foundation to sit in and eventually disappear from the world of immortal cultivation.

It was precisely because the Huxiao Liu family did not have a young Foundation Establishment cultivator to take over. Six years ago, Liu Daozhou, the head of the Liu family, knew that the Ling family was in trouble with the Little Demons, but he was afraid of his own death. There was no Foundation Establishment monk in the clan. As a result, I was missed by thieves, so I missed this opportunity today.

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As the time approached at noon, the hundreds of wine tables halfway up Lingxiao Mountain were all filled again, and the Golden Elixir Ceremony wedding banquet officially began.

A female cultivator from the Ling family who served as a serving maid kept bringing plates of spiritual food from the kitchen to the wine tables.

These spiritual foods were cooked by the spiritual chef Ling Pengyun borrowed from his cousin Yang Siling during his trip to Jiaomang Lake in March.

After a while, the hundreds of wine tables at the wedding banquet were all filled with spiritual food, the more delicious first-class low-grade "Lingmulberry", and a small jar of spiritual wine refined from the spiritual mulberry on each table.

Outside the realm of Bailing Gate, the monks who came to attend the Golden Elixir Ceremony were a little surprised when they saw Ling's wedding banquet of this size.

A wedding banquet of this size is not much inferior to those held by those Jindan sects in large numbers.

At the same time, the specifications of this wedding banquet are also a symbol of heritage.

On the other hand, those cultivators from the Bailing Sect who have had several wedding banquets for the Ling family's foundation-building cultivators are accustomed to this matter.

It was precisely for the spiritual food that appeared at the golden elixir ceremony banquet that they traveled a long distance from the Bailingmen realm to come here.

Because these monks knew the details, after the dishes were served, they wolfed down the spiritual food on the wine table one by one, as if they were afraid that others would snatch it.

When the monks from the outside world saw this, they didn't want to suffer a loss, so they quickly put the dishes into the bowl.

Under such circumstances, the wedding banquet at noon ended quickly.

Thousands of visitors also left Lingxiao Mountain.

However, they did not go far. Instead, they found a good place outside Lingxiao Mountain and set up camp, waiting for the banquet to begin in the evening.

When the Golden Elixir Ceremony banquet just started, the people of the Ling family said that the banquet would be held for three days, with banquets at noon and evening.

The night of the golden elixir ceremony banquet on the first day.

Inside the meeting hall on the top of Lingxiao Mountain.

Ling Pengyun, Ling Pengshan, Ling Pengxing, Ling Penghin, Ling Pengqiu, Ling Pengliang, and Ling Chengqiu, the seven core family monks at the foundation-building stage and above, all gathered here.

Because Ling Pengliang was a second-level spiritual cultivator, he and his Taoist companion Wen Nianling were stationed at the Rock Scale Snake Cave all year round, and rarely returned home.

Ling Chengqiu sits at the Tianfu Chamber of Commerce headquarters in Jiaomanfang City all year round, refining elixirs for the headquarters to maximize profits.

The two of them returned to the clan this time to participate in Ling Pengyun's Golden Elixir Ceremony.

As for Ling Pengliang's foundation-building Taoist monk Wen Nianling, he was still stationed at the Rock Scale Snake Cave to avoid causing any trouble.

"Now that everyone is here, it's time to start calculating the number of gifts for today's ceremony."

A smile appeared on Ling Pengyun's face and he said to Ling Pengshan, the temporary master.

Ling Pengshan nodded, took out several storage bags from his arms, and tilted out thousands of spiritual objects and a gift list.

As Ling Pengshan read out the person who gave the gift and the spiritual object that gave the gift, the others on the side would read out the price of those spiritual objects according to the market price.

Finally, after everyone counted.

The value of the one or two thousand spiritual objects collected by the Ling family during this Golden Elixir Ceremony was as high as more than 4 spiritual stones.

Even if we put aside the numerous cooking expenses consumed by the Ling family in holding the Golden Elixir Ceremony; the demonic beast meat, spiritual mulberry fruits, spiritual mulberry wine and other spiritual items worth 3 spiritual stones, the Ling family can earn at least [-] this time. Yuanling stone.

This made everyone extremely happy. More than 3 spiritual stones were not a lot. Even if Ling wanted to save this amount of spiritual stones, it would take about two years.

Everyone was happy for a while, and Ling Pengyun also said.

"The gifts we received this time were all given by visitors. It would be bad to sell them. If the person who gave the gifts saw them, they might even curse us behind our backs."

"I observe that among this batch of spiritual objects, except for those sent by the five major sects of our Yan Kingdom, the rest are some common spiritual objects, either elixirs or spiritual fruits. The members of our clan also all It comes in handy.”

"Except for the gifts from the five major golden elixir clans of the Yan Kingdom, the rest of this batch of spiritual objects will be placed in the family treasury. The contribution points will be recorded in my account according to the same proportion."

"In the future, if I want to use the clan's spiritual stones, you will deduct the contribution points from my account."

"This will not break the family's financial chain."

Ling Pengshan and others naturally agreed with this proposal.

Just when everyone was discussing the matter and planning to disperse, a communication talisman suddenly flew in outside the door of the meeting hall and landed in front of the master's Ling Pengshan.

Ling Pengshan curiously opened the communication talisman and took a look, his expression slightly changed.

Then, he said to Ling Pengyun.

"Bago, during your Golden Elixir Ceremony, Liu Nian, the direct disciple of Zhenren Zhenren sent by Wanshou Sect, wants to meet you."

Ling Pengyun raised his eyebrows, considering that the gift Liu Nian gave before the start of the White Sun Golden Elixir Ceremony was worth up to 5000 yuan of spiritual stones.

He also agreed to meet Liu Nian.

When Ling Pengshan saw Ling Pengyun's statement, he quickly went to make arrangements.

Not even half a while later.

Ling Pengshan took "Liu Nian" to the top of Lingxiao Mountain.

Ling Pengyun has been waiting here for a long time.

"Senior Ling!"

When Liu Nian saw Ling Pengyun, he bowed his hands in respect.

Ling Pengshan stepped aside knowingly.

"Just say what you have to say, no need to beat around the bush." ​​Ling Pengyun said calmly. "The junior will make a long story short. This junior is here because he wants the senior to help my Ten Thousand Beasts Sect resist the monster beasts that have invaded my sect's territory."

"If senior can agree, our sect is willing to give [-] kilograms of first-class low-grade water spiritual iron to senior." Liu Nian's expression moved slightly, and he put away his polite words and said in detail.

"I heard about the alliance between the Poisonous Blood Demon Sect and the demon beasts from the Purple Scorpion Mountain Realm, which is a gathering place for demon beasts right next to the Qin Sect. The Poison Blood Demon Sect has the ancestor of the golden elixir, and the purple scorpion mountain demon beast has a middle-stage golden elixir ancestor. The scorpion demon, and a scorpion demon in the early stage of the golden elixir, so your sect will have to face three golden elixirs."

"I have just entered the realm of golden elixir. It is more dangerous to participate in a battle of this level."

"Furthermore, I am not strong enough. Even if I join them, I will not be able to help your sect resolve this difficulty."

"I can't help you anymore with this matter."

Although Ling Pengyun is tempted by the 6 kilograms of first-grade low-grade water-based spiritual iron, thirty thousand kilograms of water-based spiritual iron is only worth [-] yuan of spiritual stones.

He didn't want to go to such a dangerous place because of these 6 yuan spiritual stone.

Because this "Liu Nian" is a direct disciple of Wan Beast Zhenren, the master of Wan Beast Sect, Ling Pengyun's tone was more polite when he refused.

Liu Nian frowned when he heard this.

However, if you think about it from another perspective, if he had just entered Jindan and had a lot of longevity, he would definitely not agree to such a dangerous thing.

After sighing helplessly, Liu Nian didn't say anything more. He just resigned and followed Ling Pengshan away from the top of Lingxiao Mountain.

Ling Pengyun looked at Liu Nian's leaving figure and muttered to himself.

"Judging from the fact that this person's aura is several times stronger than that of a monk with perfect Foundation Establishment, I'm afraid this person has solidified about [-]% of the spiritual power in his Dantian."

"Pseudo-Alchemy Realm?"

"It seems that this person tried to break through the golden elixir once, but failed."

"However, according to the degree of spiritual power solidified in this person's Dantian, if this person attempts to break through the Golden Dan in the future, I am afraid that he will have a success rate of about [-] to [-]% on his own."

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The third day of the Golden Elixir Ceremony.

On this night, all the guests who came to attend the ceremony dispersed after the dinner.

Those members of the Ling clan who had other affairs and temporarily returned to the family to congratulate Ling Pengyun also left the family overnight and returned to where they were stationed to avoid chaos.

The lively Lingxiao Mountain has also returned to its peaceful state.

The top of Lingxiao Mountain.

Five of their peers, Ling Pengyun, Ling Pengxing, Ling Pengli, Ling Pengshan, and Ling Pengqiu, all stood here looking into the distance without speaking for a long time.

It wasn't until a cold night wind blew by that Ling Pengyun broke the calm.

He turned his head and looked at Ling Pengxing aside, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Third brother, is it really impossible to change the rumored travels?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Penglin, Ling Pengshan, and Ling Pengqiu also looked at Ling Pengxing.

When Ling Pengxing, who was already dying, heard this, a look of determination appeared on his face full of traces of time.

He looked at the bright full moon in the sky and said in a deep voice.

"The secret technique of the Star-Gold Sword Dao that I created during the battle with Little Demon Luan five years ago is now only Huiyue's move."

"This move can only be used at night to maximize its power. On weekdays, its power is not strong and is too limited."

"Being in a family, it's hard for me to make progress in my swordsmanship."

"If my life span is exhausted... I can complete the secret technique of Star Sword Dao, and this life will be considered to be in vain."

Ling Pengyun could understand Ling Pengxing's mood.

At the beginning, as a spiritual planter, he regarded improving a kind of spiritual rice as his lifelong wish.

The sword cultivator's long-cherished wish is to master the art of swordsmanship and create his own secret swordsmanship.

What's more, Ling Pengxing's life is running out now.

Under such circumstances, if Ling Pengyun deliberately stopped him, it would be like making Ling Pengxing die with regret.

His thoughts returned, and Ling Pengyun stopped trying to persuade him.

He waved his hand and took out a dozen spiritual objects from the storage bag and handed them to Ling Pengxing.

"Since you insist on doing this, Third Brother, I won't persuade you any more. Take these ten protective magic weapons and these three second-level low-grade longevity shells. Those three longevity shells can strengthen you nine times." Years of longevity."

"I hope that these extra nine years can help you go further in the secret art of swordsmanship."

Ling Pengxing saw that the things Ling Pengyun handed over were all of extraordinary quality.

The total value of dozens of spiritual objects is enough to reach tens of thousands, and my heart suddenly feels warm.

He is just a mortal, and it is indeed more dangerous to go out for training.

In addition, what he lacks most now is longevity.

He did not refuse the ten protective magic weapons and the three longevity shells given to him, and reached out to take them.

"I'd like to borrow your good words from my eighth brother."

"If I can really perfect the secret technique of swordsmanship, I will return to my clan one day."

"And if I can't..., maybe I don't have this life..."

"Eighth brother, tenth sister, 23rd brother, 27th brother... take care!"

Ling Pengxing muttered to Ling Pengyun, Ling Penglin and others, then slowly walked down a path in the mountain.

Ling Pengyun looked at Ling Pengxing's hunched figure that was retreating, and his body trembled.

Perhaps, today was the last time he and Ling Pengxing saw each other.

In his mind, he couldn't help but reminisce about the past scenes of fighting monsters with his clan brother Ling Pengxing.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and saw that Ling Pengxing's figure was already several miles away to the north.

"Third brother, take care!"

Ling Pengyun muttered something to himself.

This sentence may be a reply to what Ling Pengxing said just now, or it may be a wish for Ling Pengxing to have a smooth journey.

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