Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 311 Xu Family
Lu Ye asked in one sentence.

Fan Buzhong and Li Guangshi had expressions on their faces that were hard to explain.

It turned out that after Zida Luye disappeared, Pan Furong began to mobilize all the female battalion personnel to search for her.

She saw Lu Ye heading towards Xiaowang Mountain on the last day, and her first target was Xiaowang Mountain.

As a result, after the large group of troops entered Xiaowang Mountain, they found many traces of the aftermath of the war, which were extraordinary and human-made.

For example, the entire land was churned up, creating a huge pit about ten feet deep; or the boulders on the mountain peaks were split in two, as smooth as a mirror; or large tracts of woods were burned, while the trees next to them were completely frozen. .

At that time, except for Pan Furong and Sister Hong, others did not know that this was the method of the Immortal Family. They could only secretly speculate, could there really be gods and ghosts in this world?
Xiaowang Mountain is a vast mountain range, and the female battalion's troops were spread out without even a splash. In the end, the search was fruitless and they had no choice but to retreat.

Fan Buzhong and Li Guangshi could only comfort Pan Furong.

Thinking to the worst, the three brothers Lu Ye, Wang Hu, and Zhang Cunyi disappeared together.

Thinking on the bright side, at least the three of them are together and can face any situation together.

Lu Ye picked up the five letters and flipped through them one by one. His woman's words were just like her, free and unrestrained, and there was a sense of freedom and ease in them.

Prince, eldest princess, you two are looking for him, and he is looking for you, why not stay in Shunhe City safely.

Such a large Shunhe City really needs a little master, or at least a candidate.

"Where is the letter?" Lu Ye frowned and asked directly.

"Fu Rong, you are on the wrong path..." Lu Ye understood after reading the first letter that Pan Furong was going in the opposite direction to him.

The couple is worried about each other. How is it possible for them to sit back and wait for death?

Before leaving, she told Fan Buzhong and Li Guangshi some secret information, such as the existence of people cultivating immortals, and the fact that it was the consort who broke through the sky and died, etc.

"Your Majesty, all the letters are with me... Just a moment..." Fan Buzhong stood up in a hurry to get the letters.

They were swept south by Mo Ruyan, while Pan Furong and Sister Hong went north, going in completely opposite directions.

This delayed it for another two years.

She waited for another month, and after confirming that she was not pregnant, she wanted to leave the provincial capital to find Lu Ye and his party.

But he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"You two, Furong and I are not here, so I will leave all the matters in this city to you."

"Brother, Lingyun Sect happens to be located near Liushui County..." Shu Chitu suddenly said from the side.

Pan Furong was also granted the title of eldest princess, and Shunhe City was granted the title of fief. Even the missing Lu Ye was granted the title of Zhenxi King.

"Is there any difficulty now?"

At this time, the shocking news came that Chuang Potian in the imperial capital was beheaded. Soldiers from all directions were in full strength and the situation was tense, so she could not leave.

"When you enter the sect, I will go looking for Furong."

Fan Buzhong saw Lu Ye frowning and hurriedly comforted him.

Several letters briefly introduced the local customs and customs along the road, saying that they were very good friends and there was no need to worry.

Pan Furong and others had no choice but to accept this self-deception.

"I solved it all together."

It's not like we're in that embarrassing situation, and there's no one to hold up the facade.

The last letter was sent from Liushui County, Chu State.

Luye perked up.

Fan Buzhong wanted to persuade him.

Lu Ye glanced sideways at Fan Buzhong - you are really good at comforting people and you said it very well. Don't say it again in the future.

only……

"Okay, dear brothers, after the matter here is settled, we will go to the Chu Kingdom for a visit."

Fan Buzhong and Li Guangshi first mentioned the matter of heirs. After all, who knew when Lu Ye and Pan Furong would come back next time.

"My lord, don't worry too much."

During this period, Lady Cao secured her position as regent, wiped out the dissatisfied military leaders one by one, ascended to Dabao, changed the country's name to Yan, and her reign to Yongsheng.

Then all the information came to an abrupt end, and Pan Furong never sent a letter back again.

Once he left, he never came back.

Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu shook their heads - Big brother, there is strength in numbers. We must do our part to find a sister-in-law.

Seeing that the turmoil in the world was calmed down one by one, Pan Furong no longer had to worry about anything. She took Sister Hong with her, and the master and servant left happily.

The footpaths of Pan Furong and Sister Hong are recorded here in turn.

At the beginning, there were still a few letters sent back, but later, even the letters were broken, and I don’t know where the people went.

"Perhaps the area where the eldest princess is currently is too remote and it is inconvenient to write letters, so there is no news."

Qi Fangfang left a jade slip before leaving, which contained a map commonly used in the Chu country's cultivation world.

Lu Ye put several letters from Pan Furong into his storage bag and then changed the topic.

Lu Ye pondered for a moment, isn't it necessary to arrange three roads and have children?

Now those Lu clan members have been driven away from the palace and sent away.

His sons and daughters have been cultivating and observing them since they were young.

Just choose the best among them to be the crown prince.

If they are not satisfied, then choose their next generation.

There is really no talent to build, and there is no way to choose a tall one among the dwarfs.

Lu Ye smiled.

"He can be replaced!"

A person who cultivates immortality would not want to be given to a mortal emperor. A mere throne is not important to him.

However, the female camp troops who followed him and Pan Furong also needed someone to be loyal to.

Fan Buzhong and Li Guangshi smiled bitterly.

"Your Majesty, both of us are old and decrepit. We may not live for a few more years. How can we fulfill your Majesty's instructions? We are really powerless."

Lu Ye turned his hand and found two more porcelain bottles of pills.

To immortal cultivators, these pills are just ordinary nourishing pills, but to mortals, they are a dimension-reducing blow with miraculous effects.

"Second Elder, the elixir here can adjust your body, make you free from all diseases, and make your eyesight and ears sharp!"

“It’s still possible to live twenty more years.”

Fan Buzhong and Li Guangshi were overjoyed and hurriedly took the pills and thanked them.

Li Guangshi said again.

"My nephew, I saw that you just came back with the lame thousand-year-old Cao Qing's head."

"I wonder if there is a solution to the 10,000-strong army ten miles away from the city?"

"Cao Qing is dead, can they let it go?"

Lu Ye laughed.

"Uncle Li Shi!"

"Those 10,000 people are like chickens and dogs, and they are completely defeated."

He slapped his storage bag, and a flying sword flew out immediately. The flying sword sped out of the hall and circled the trees outside the court, which were as thick as a human's arms.

The thick tree collapsed, leaving a wooden pile with an extremely smooth cut surface.

Then the flying sword flew across the ground like a meteor, flying all the way outside the court, cutting off countless objects along the way.

Finally, Feijian returned to the hall and floated in the air.

Lu Ye drew a talisman in the air and patted it on the sword.

Immediately, a little thunder and lightning light appeared on the tip of the sword, and the blue tiles of light shone throughout the hall.

Stab it!

Miniature thunderbolts twisted down from the tip of the sword and hit the ground.

The hall was paved with fine floor tiles, but now it had been smashed by thunder and turned into powder, exuding a burnt stench.

Fan Buzhong, Li Guangshi and others were stunned. Is this the Xian family's method?

Lu Ye put away the flying sword.

"Have you seen it? I just performed a magic trick and deliberately reduced the power..."

"This is not how you deal with those more than 10,000 people..."

It turned out that four people entered the city from the air.

Wang Hu was anxious and flew away to find Sister Hong.

Lu Ye and others followed Cao Shui all the way and listened to him and the Taoist priest next to him discussing various conspiracies and tricks in the ghost realm.

I learned that Cao Shui was just a reckless vanguard, followed by Cao Qing, a hungry wolf.

Lu Ye then ordered Zhang Cunyi to contact Wang Hu and go to the palace gate with Shu Chitu to protect the women's camp and capture Cao Shui and Lu Santong along the way.

He went ten miles outside the city.

Sure enough, we saw more than 10,000 men and horses lined up in the wilderness, ready to attack the city at any time.

Lu Ye used the thunder talisman to rain down dense lightning, grabbing Cao Qing and the generals around him with a spoonful, and chopped them all into charred corpses.

Among those people, there was actually a monk who was in the late stage of Qi training. He was hit by lightning and his whole body was smoking. He was so angry that he rushed to the sky to ask Lu Ye for a sign.

After a few rounds of back and forth, he was beaten to a pulp by him.

Before he died, he could not beg for mercy and spoke harshly, as if he was the elder of the Xu family, the three largest families in the Yan Kingdom.

The two competed in the air, their spells colliding, and the aftermath hit the ground.

The more than 10,000 troops first saw someone fighting in the air, and everyone thought they were seeing living gods fighting.

Being hit by the aftermath of the battle between the two, everyone was shocked and scrambled to escape. The entire elite force collapsed and fled all over the mountains and plains.

Fan Buzhong frowned and touched his beard.

"Your Majesty, Cao Qingquan is the eunuch who dominates the Yan Kingdom and has always been trusted by Emperor Yongsheng."

"My life was taken in front of everyone. I'm afraid Emperor Yongsheng will not let it go."

Lu Ye sneered.

"Then I'll just convince Emperor Yongsheng!"

"If she doesn't know how to behave, she will change the Yan Kingdom to another emperor."

"Do you really think that if you find the Xu family to make offerings, you will be able to sit back and relax?"

He waved his hand, and soul sand flew out of the Qi-nurturing gourd around his waist, and a ghost floated out of it, in the form of a light green shadow, with a high crown and a broad belt, dressed as an elegant scholar.

But at this time, the man's face was full of ferocity, and he looked at Lu Ye and roared loudly.

"It was you...it was you who killed me!"

"Just wait, the Xu family will definitely not let you go!" "The soul-extraction will make you struggle in the soul fire for hundreds of years without being able to escape, and you will suffer the pain of soul refining day and night!"

The ghost cursed angrily, and with his words, waves of soul power spread out in all directions. The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped, and white frost spread on the floor tiles.

Fan Buzhong, Li Guangshi, Zhang Biao, and Fan Buju all saw this scene for the first time.

Their mortal bodies were blown by the gloomy soul power. Their whole bodies were frozen from the inside out, and their teeth chattered.

Lu Ye smiled when he saw this and just waved his hand.

A righteous and soft mana flowed out, imprisoning him, and all negative states disappeared at once.

The air temperature in the hall returned to normal, and Fan Buzhong returned to normal.

"Xu family?" Lu Ye rolled his eyes, "Do you know Xu Guang?"

When he killed Chuang Potian and returned to the provincial capital, if he hadn't been taken to Xiaowang Mountain by Xu Guang, how could he have been kidnapped by Mo Ruyan?
Speaking of which, the Xu family owes him a lot.

The Confucian scholar was stunned.

"Xu Guang is my cousin. He died in Xiaowang Mountain ten years ago. How do you know him?"

"Could it be that my cousin died in your hands?"

Lu Ye nodded.

"It's good to know each other. Then Xu Guang still owes me a blood debt. Since you are his cousin, you are here to pay it back!"

"Soul refining? Not a bad idea!"

As soon as he activated his magic power, countless ghosts flew out of the soul sand, flying up and down around the Confucian ghost.

With one pounce, he tore out large pieces of the ghost soul from the opponent's soul.

Lu Ye pinched the magic again, and several clusters of rootless fire were ignited at Yinhun's feet.

The ghost of the Confucian scholar was burned until he screamed, and even his soul was roasted until it was deformed like soft mud.

So again and again.

"I surrender, I surrender..."

"Good man, spare your life..."

Finally, the ghost of the Confucian scholar could no longer hold back his original unruly appearance. He knelt down and begged for mercy. He was groveling, extremely well-behaved, and answered all questions.

Seeing that the other party had softened, Lu Ye withdrew the punishment method.

"Are the three great immortal cultivators in the Yan Kingdom still Xu Mayao and Yao?"

"Which family did the royal family seek refuge with?"

"What is the cultivation level of the royal worshipers around Emperor Yongsheng?"

"Is there any important news about cultivating immortality in the Yan Kingdom recently?"

The Confucian Yinhun answered honestly.

Nowadays, the three families of cultivating immortals are still the three families of Xu, Ma and Yao, there is no difference.

The three families had a scuffle ten years ago, and each sent their people to Xiaowang Mountain to search for the foundation-building treasure. In the end, they all suffered a huge loss, and the treasure was not found even after people died.

Later, the three parties had no choice but to make a truce.

At this time, Emperor Yongsheng established the Yan Dynasty.

The three families did not rush to take action, but quietly observed on the side. After a few years, they saw that the Yan Kingdom was prospering and its power was steadily rising. They were sure that Emperor Yongsheng was not a short-lived emperor like Chuang Potian.

Only then did they decide to place a bet on Emperor Yongsheng, and entered the capital to serve as royal servants.

It's just different from what I'm used to.

In the past, the three families each protected the royal family for ten years and enjoyed the royal family's resources for ten years.

Nowadays, because the estrangement between the three families has become deep, they each sent an elder in the late stage of Qi training to the palace to serve as a royal offering, to supervise each other, to jointly protect the safety of the royal family, and to share the benefits of the country.

Emperor Yongsheng was surrounded by the three families of Xu, Ma, and Yao who enshrined and protected him in the later stage of Qi training.

This Confucian ghost was also unlucky. This time he was sent by Emperor Yongsheng to protect Cao Qing, but he met Lu Ye and was beaten to death after he couldn't move more than a few moves.

Lu Ye nodded slightly.

It all makes sense.

Emperor Yongsheng had previously generously rewarded the female camp troops, made her the king and the eldest princess of the Jin Dynasty, and generously designated a city as a kingdom within a kingdom, just for the safety of his neck and head.

Now that he has found a royal cultivator to worship him, he has strengthened his back and is not afraid of the wild men killing the emperor dragon in anger, so he sent Cao Qing's uncle and nephew to retake Shunhe City.

Lu Ye asked a few more questions.

Seeing that this ghost had nothing new to say, it started to lose sight of things and its memory was blurred, so I took it back.

Fan Buzhong frowned.

"My lord, what should I do?"

"The three families of Xu, Ma and Yao worshiped him. Now that one is dead, there are two more around Emperor Yongsheng!"

"And if this little one dies, I'm afraid the elders in the family will be offended."

"It's all trouble!"

Lu Ye clasped his fingers and shook his head.

"It's not a trouble. From now on, the Yan Kingdom will no longer be the three major immortal cultivators."

"You still need to join my Lu family!"

He looked at Zhang Cunyi.

"Third brother, you and your son have not seen each other for ten years. You must have a lot to say."

"Let's take a day off. Tomorrow night we will go to the Imperial City to meet Emperor Yongsheng!"

That night everyone gathered together to greet Lu Ye and others.

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food are over.

Fan Buzhong sighed.

"My lord, ten years have passed by in the blink of an eye."

"We are all much older, but looking at you and your adopted brothers, you still have the same style, your appearance has not changed at all, and you are even a little younger."

He pointed at Zhang Cunyi and Zhang Biao again.

"From the outside, who can believe that they are father and son? They look like brothers!"

"In a few decades, I'm afraid Zhang Biao will look much older than his father, right?"

"This journey of cultivating immortality is really awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring!"

Lu Ye laughed.

"How difficult is this!"

"Come, let's see if everyone is destined to be immortal!"

He looked at Shu Chitu, who immediately took out a few talismans from his storage bag and handed them into the hands of Fan Buzhong, Li Guangshi, Zhang Biao and Fan Buju.

This is a spiritual root talisman commonly used in the spiritual world, and can be used to roughly test spiritual roots.

The famous ones are both accurate and inaccurate.

The accurate thing is - as long as all the talismans are burned to ashes, the person being tested must have mortal roots and cannot cultivate immortality without spiritual roots.

What is not accurate is that the remaining parts of those talismans after burning can prove that the person being tested has spiritual roots and can practice, and can roughly distinguish the level of the spiritual roots.

But for those who have hidden spiritual roots and special spiritual roots, they cannot be detected by this method.

The red soil of Shu pinched the magic formula, and the talisman burned.

Everyone just felt their palms getting hot.

He stretched out his hand again, and the talisman in Fan Buzhong's palm turned into a ball of ashes. He had no immortal connection and no spiritual roots.

There was only a corner of the talisman left in Li Guangshi's palm, and the rest turned into ashes. It should be the third-grade spiritual root.

The most remaining part of the talisman in Zhang Biao's palm was almost half, which was about the second-grade spiritual root.

Fan Buju stretched out his hand tremblingly, but like his grandfather Fan Buju, his palm was full of ashes of the talisman, with no trace left at all.

"Mr. Fan, it's a pity that none of your ancestors and grandchildren are destined to be immortals..." Shu Chitu said, "Mr. Li and my eldest nephew, you can cultivate immortality."

Fan Buzhong showed a disappointed expression when he heard this. He was so old that he was almost buried in the earth. It didn't matter whether he could cultivate immortality or not. It was just a pity that his grandson could not follow the path of immortality.

Li Guangshi asked Shu Chitu and knew that at his age, his spiritual roots were not very good and he might not be able to achieve any results through cultivation.

He was very free and easy, saying that his Dantian had been broken before, and he had spent his whole life looking for a way to repair it and re-cultivate it, but to no avail.

Unexpectedly, he found the method in his twilight years, but he was tired. Since he had been practicing hard for more than ten years and could not gain a reputation, why bother himself? It was better to enjoy the happiness of family.

Fan Buju was a little disappointed and patted Zhang Biao on the shoulder. The two of them had a very good relationship, he joked.

Biaozi, it seems that you will live longer than me. When I die of old age, remember to visit my grave every year.

Zhang Biao comforted his friend - don't worry, there will be no shortage of your favorite fat pork belly.

Lu Ye felt funny on the side.

Fan Buju can live for a hundred and fourteen years. There is a long-lived species in the sky. Zhang Biao's fat five-flowered flower will probably not be used until a hundred years later, and he has to wait.

The next day.

Lu Ye and others said goodbye to Fan Buzhong, Li Guangshi, Fan Buju and Zhang Biao, saying that they would definitely return in three to five days at most, or in one or two days at the earliest.

They used Escape Light and headed straight to the Imperial Capital to meet Emperor Yongsheng for a while.

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Half a day later.

In the imperial city.

In a main hall of the harem, sandalwood overflows.

This is a place where Taoist worship is enshrined.

Emperor Yongsheng came here with a long team, asked the left and right to retreat, and entered alone.

Under the sun.

The appearance of Lady Yongsheng Emperor Cao has not changed much from that of ten years ago.

Ten years ago, she was the leader of a group of refugees. She knew practical matters and knew how to advance and retreat. She clung to Chuang Potian and became his concubine. She had both banditry and coquettishness in her body.

Ten years later, she was already the founding king of the Yan Dynasty. Her facial features and eyebrows had not changed, and she had the domineering temperament of being in a high position for a long time, and she was not angry or powerful.

If Chuang Potian were to come back alive and see her, he would definitely not dare to recognize her. How could his delicate Concubine Cao be like this?

After Emperor Yongsheng held incense and worshiped the statue of Taoist God, he stood up and bowed again to the shadow.

"Two immortals, it's been a few days since my younger brother Cao Qing left. Counting the journey, we have already reached the outside of Shunhe City."

"I suddenly had a nightmare last night. All that was left of my godbrother was his headless body, covered in blood and stains. I asked me to avenge him."

"Did something happen over there?"

(End of this chapter)