Taoist companion helps me cultivate immortality

I only heard the flying sword in my arms humming softly, followed by a dry human voice: "Started, authority transferred, entering demonstration mode."

Afterwards, the flying sword actually broke free from Deacon Chen's hand and floated in the air.

Deacon Chen screamed in surprise and fell to the ground in fright, watching the flying sword flying around in the air, spinning, diving rapidly, changing direction, rolling, and even waving out sword energy!

"Fellow Daoist Lin... could it be that the soul of a sword cultivator is imprisoned inside?" Deacon Chen's face turned pale and he couldn't help but ask.

"You don't understand! Anyway, take it back, build up momentum, and auction it off for a good price tomorrow."

"Okay, Master Lin." Deacon Chen stood up tremblingly and tried to grab the flying sword, but the sword dodged with a shake.

"Ding Di... Entering automatic routing mode!"

Deacon Chen was almost frightened again.

"This voice is a bit dull, it doesn't sound like a living soul, but rather a residual soul that has been manipulated!"

'Oh my god... I can't imagine the technology behind this!'

However, in the Dark Ages, there was no such concept as upright monks, and the so-called demonic cultivators were just a distinction of professions.

Deacon Chen stood up again, bowed to Lin Ye and said goodbye, then returned to Wanbao Tower with a sad heart, and of course the unmanned flying sword followed him all the way.

Seeing his panic, Lin Ye couldn't help but want to laugh.

'Compared to firearms, the precision required for an autonomous flying sword is much higher, and even the most advanced body forge can only imitate its appearance.'

"The built-in chip is cutting-edge technology, and the operating procedures are something only I can do. If it weren't for the high-precision Candle Dragon Eye that I've trained myself to have, it would have been impossible to do it in a short time!"

'They can't imitate me, I've already won.'

'After the auction price comes out and the market price is known, the price of the Wild Curse in the bet can be determined.'

Lin Ye felt an itch in his heart and teleported back to the residence of the casual cultivator.

Only the exogenous spiritual energy of the Jindan period can support him to continue making flying swords.

But the master is busy.

"Master... when you were not here just now, a female cultivator came to visit you and left a message for you using the image-retaining spiritual tool at the door."

Wenren Qingyu said in a panic.

Lin Ye nodded: "Is it Deacon Qing?"

'No, when did I tell her my address...'

After thinking about it, I felt that there was something wrong.

"No, Master."

"The one who wants to see the master is a cultivator from the Kunpeng clan!"

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Chapter 66 Kunpeng Clan, Good Women

"Kunpeng tribe!"

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

The northern area of ​​the palace.

It's their territory.

It is normal to meet cultivators from the Kunpeng clan, and even Lin Ye is worried that he will be charged protection fees.

Legend has it that the wings of the Peng bird are like clouds hanging from the sky.

You can tell at a glance that he is from the Kunpeng clan. How ridiculously pure his bloodline must be. Doesn’t he have a pair of big golden wings?

With such a powerful bloodline, if the bloodline is pure enough to have obvious physical characteristics, it is impossible for a cultivator of this level to only live in Qinghong Garden!

Lin Ye pinched his chin: "Wenren, how did you find out that she is from the Kunpeng clan?"

"Because... she looks a bit like the witch I met in Qingyang Sect before. Didn't the master say on the flying boat that her family is prosperous?"

Lin Ye's face froze.

broken!

On the way out of Qingyang Sect, Lin Ye asked the Jinwu Patriarch and learned that the family of the Qingyang Sect's witch was a branch of the Kunpeng clan, and their family motto was "More children, more blessings."

Judging from Wu Zhu's style of doing things, it can be seen that her family has absorbed a lot of excellent foreign bloodlines.

Moreover, starting from the first ancestor, more than a dozen generations have been all female cultivators, and it seems that they intentionally use secret methods to control and cultivate them.

Before reaching a certain age, members must capture male cultivators with rare bloodlines and send them back to the family to complete the target.

Those who fail to meet the targets will be expelled from the family and their bloodline will be abolished!

It was simply a devil's den. Lin Ye was scared just by listening to it.

You can’t mess with a family like this!

'Now, I only have the blood of the Gengjin Rat in me. I didn't completely restrain it in order to retain a little bit of attraction, but I was targeted by this family again!'

"You probably didn't notice that I'm from the Qingyang Sect, did you?"

Lin Ye couldn't help but feel frightened.

With a look of suspicion on his face, he clicked on the video recorded by the other party's spiritual weapon at the door.

The female cultivator in the picture indeed bears a resemblance to the Qingyang Sect's witch, except that her face is softer, and her brows and expression are more cheerful.

She had a pretty appearance and didn't look like she was old enough to worry about being kicked out of the family. Unfortunately, the age of the monks could not be trusted.

He politely expressed his greetings to his new neighbor and hoped that Lin Ye could meet her when she was free. It turned out that she lived in the room next door.

Lin Ye thought to himself:

"I thought she was another bad woman, but she's not. She looks more like a sporty girl from the age of spiritual revival."

"But, after all, he is still a member of that family, what should I do? I am a little scared..."

That night.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

Lin Ye lit up colorful lanterns and held a banquet at home to entertain the cultivator from the Kunpeng clan.

What are you afraid of? Damn it!

It's right next door anyway, I can't keep hiding.

"Let me give her a try!" Lin Ye thought.

After hearing Lin Ye's intention, the neighbor from the Kunpeng clan held the bolt with his hand, his face somewhat surprised, his eyes seemed to say "How dare you!"

After a moment of hesitation, he took Lin Ye's gift and said, "Fellow Daoist, wait for me!"

After going back to the house to put away the gifts, she caught up with him, carrying the wine and taking light steps.

After listening to Lin Ye's self-introduction, she smiled softly and said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Lin, just call me Yunmeng."

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Yunmeng."

"Yunmeng is fine!"

Arriving at the small pavilion in the backyard of Lin Ye's house, Yun Meng's eyes lit up when she saw the rich variety of dishes.

"Fellow Daoist, thank you for the hospitality. It looks really good. Which restaurant did you order it from?"

Lin Ye was slightly pleased with himself: "I made it myself."

Yun Meng was surprised and said, "Daoyou are amazing! The appearance and smell alone are extraordinary."

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Yun Meng, and I run a physical training martial arts gym."

Body repair...

I know you guys are really great.

Lin Ye smiled and said, "I am a weapon refiner. If you need a spiritual weapon, you can come to me."

Yun Meng winked playfully: "Well~Okay! Daoist friends, please treat me to a meal when we meet. How can I not patronize you if I have the chance?"

During the meal, Lin Ye looked at the other person quietly.

Yunmeng has beautiful golden hair with a honey-like luster. With her light movements, her long golden hair dances like the wings of a roc, so elegant.

Her skin was fair, and her silk dress was elegant and well-ironed. Her sky-blue eyes were gazing at Lin Ye, shining faintly in the night, and her eyes were filled with a happy smile.

During the meal, she drank the spirit wine sips, facing the breeze in the yard, she happily swayed the wine glass from side to side and hummed a ballad softly.

Soon I was tipsy.

Lin Ye was a little surprised.

This girl thought she was greedy for her blood.

Did she really come here to drink?

Damn it?

'Did she really just come to say hello to the neighbors... did I scare myself?'

After three rounds of drinks, Yunmeng lay on the table and sighed.

"Friend Lin, I am about to be expelled from the family..."

Lin Ye's eyes moved slightly.

"What's wrong? Can you tell me?"

Yunmeng slowly raised his head, looked at Lin Ye drunkenly, and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, she said, "Some things..."

“I can’t do it…”

Lin Ye was silent for a moment, patted her shoulder, and raised his glass: "It's all in the wine."

Two cups of tea time later.

Seeing that she was indeed drunk, Lin Ye helped her back to the next room.

Yun Meng blinked her big golden eyes and said, "Daoyou, can I come to your house for a drink when I'm free? The food you cook is delicious."

"I can teach you how to practice body building, how about that?"

As she spoke, she pinched Lin Ye's waist muscles, and her eyes lit up.

"So hard... Look how suitable you are to be a physical cultivator! You were born to cultivate the body!"

"Let me think about it."

"Hey, then take your time to think about it and come find me anytime!"

Wait for Lin Ye to leave.

She is lying on the bed.

Using spiritual power to dispel the drunkenness, Yun Meng opened her eyes hazily and looked at her slender fingers in the moonlight.

The deadline for being expelled from the family is approaching.

According to the family rules, male cultivators with rare bloodlines must be brought back to the clan before they can be recognized.

Lin Ye appeared at this time, and his cultivation level was low, so he could be said to be a very suitable target for capture.

However, when Yun Meng thought of the ring on Lin Ye's finger, she felt a little melancholy.

"I can't do such a thing..."

"It's not bad to be a casual cultivator..."

"Isn't it just being kicked out of the family? I didn't cultivate to stay in the family!"

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt relaxed all over.

It was as if some gravitational force that had been binding me...had disappeared.