A hundred lifetimes of cultivation, merely seeking immortality in the cultivation world.

Chapter 78 Aftermath of Pingyang



Chapter 78 Aftermath of Pingyang

"Fortunately, my cultivation level is now high enough, and I also possess this strange longevity power."

A dark cyan light swirled around him, and his profound and boundless spiritual power was continuously drawn from the spiritual source.

The greedy longevity magic continuously drained the spiritual energy emanating from the spiritual source, and the aura within Lu Qingyun's body also grew stronger and stronger.

Several days later.

The magical power surrounding Lu Qingyun almost solidified, and the blockage in his spiritual meridians disappeared completely.

Pure spiritual energy is an excellent material for Foundation Establishment cultivators.

After refining it, this Qi Refining cultivator quickly cleared all the blockages in his meridians.

"Even established Foundation Establishment families like the Zhao and Zhang families of Danfeng probably don't have the resources I have to give Zhao Qingxuan and Zhang Tianlie a spiritual source to squander as they please."

Lu Qingyun was filled with emotion.

If he had agreed to Zhang Tianlie's request that day, and been willing to serve him, or married Zhao Qingxuan's maid Zhao Minglan to become a live-in son-in-law of the Zhao family, it would have been difficult for him to break through to the eighth level of Qi Refining in this life.

I know my own qualifications.

With the help of Lingyuan and the strange dark blue magic power of the Ancient Tree Longevity Technique, it took him several days to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining.

If one were in the Zhao or Zhang family, they would probably have to be nearly eighty years old to barely break through.

He chuckled softly.

Lu Qingyun regained his composure.

Immediately afterwards, boundless power surged from the acupoints, and countless magical forces, driven by the cultivation technique, continuously rushed towards the final barrier of the seventh level of Qi Refining.

As the last rays of the setting sun shone in from another spot, a sharp glint flashed in Lu Qingyun's eyes.

The beam of light landed on the stone wall, carrying boundless magical power, and instantly made the empty stone wall seem to spring up, with green vines growing on it.

At the same time, the aura around Lu Qingyun continued to surge vigorously.

It was indeed the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"The road is hard, the road is hard, there are many forks in the road, where am I now? There will be a time when the wind will break the waves, and I will set sail straight to the vast sea."

Lu Qingyun's eyes showed reminiscence as he recited a line of poetry.

He believed that though today was not the right time to ride the wind and waves, it wouldn't be too long.

Immediately afterwards, he devoted himself to refining the spiritual source.

The azure spiritual source before him still shone brightly, seemingly having suffered no damage whatsoever from helping Lu Qingyun break through to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

……

Meanwhile, a dozen days ago.

Niu Gao, the head of the Punishment Hall, raised an eyebrow as he looked at the message delivered by his servant.

"The black-robed deacon, Li Fulai, and Lu Qingyun are all dead? The Pingyang spiritual vein has been completely destroyed?"

Niu Gao had sharp eyebrows and a commanding presence. His every move exuded an air of authority, and his stern face revealed the murderous intent in his eyes.

Of the three, he was very familiar with the names of the black-robed steward and Lu Qingyun, even though they did not get along well.

However, both of them are pillars of the outer sect of Yunxia Sect.

Especially the black-robed deacon, who has been in charge of the miscellaneous servants' peak for so many years, and has been responsible for the four directions, has made great contributions.

Their deaths were undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Yunxia Sect and to Niu Gao himself.

Moreover, even the spiritual veins of a nation were stolen by thieves without their knowledge.

How could he not be furious that the spiritual veins had been destroyed?

The disciple at the bottom replied tremblingly, "Yes, sir. The soul lamps of our three senior uncles have all gone out. According to sect rules, we disciples have gone to search for their bodies, but so far, we have found nothing..."

"There's no need to search for him. Since he has fallen, let's just report it to the sect."

"Da De and Da Ye have already laid a trap. Our sect is about to fight the Demonic Sect to the death in the land of our two countries. Even if that murderer wants to escape, he will not be able to escape. Afterwards, he will surely be punished."

Niu Gao's eyes flashed with a cold light, concealing the barely perceptible emotion in his gaze.

If the culprit could be found, those real people would be even more satisfied.

After decades of dedicated effort, personally selecting and refining resources, he has finally reached this point.

He only needs to make meritorious contributions in this battle between good and evil to obtain the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object and gain the permission of those True Immortals to successfully establish his Foundation!

He had waited so long, his face was now covered in wrinkles, and he was finally going to get it!

The permission of those real people.

There was a hint of self-mockery in Niu Gao's eyes.

……

On the shores of the East China Sea lies the Great Jing Kingdom.

Young Marquis Xiao Daojue stared blankly at the message coming from the jade talisman, at the news of Lu Qingyun's death.

After a long while, two streams of hot tears finally flowed from his eyes.

"Qingyun, it's my fault for not protecting you. I, as your elder brother, failed to protect you..."

Li Erniu was murdered by Niu Gao, the head of the Punishment Hall.

Chen Xiru has gone missing and is suspected to be dead.

Only he, the most useless one, managed to survive in this sect because he could barely draw some talismans.

"The Way is gone, the Way is gone, even the path to immortality is gone, even family and friends are gone... I hate it so much, I hate it so much!"

Xiao Daojue broke down in tears. He still remembered the promise he had made to the group when they entered the sect, telling them that if they followed him, he would definitely bring them a better life.

Plant the best spiritual fields.

Now, not only can they not save the spiritual fields, but they can't even save their lives.

Xiao Daojue still remembered that if it weren't for the talisman book sent by Lu Qingyun, he didn't know how long he would have been enslaved by that talisman master.

Perhaps one will waste their entire life trying to learn the basics.

"Young generation of the Xiao family! Your suffering has awakened me. If Heaven is unjust, then kill Heaven; if the world is unjust, then slaughter all the people!"

"Craving power? Then go and perform a blood sacrifice, and I will give you everything you desire!"

A seductive voice rang in Xiao Daojue's ears.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Daojue's body trembled involuntarily, and he took a few steps back.

The voice didn't answer, but merely repeated its previous words.

"...Offer blood...and I will give you everything you desire!"

Xiao Dao was not stupid; on the contrary, he was very clever. He instinctively wanted to find the senior members of the sect and seek their help.

Such bizarre things are not something he should be involved with.

However, in the very next moment...

His gaze lingered on the news of Lu Qingyun's death.

I don't know what I was thinking about.

Xiao Daojue's eyes showed sorrow, and he gave a self-deprecating smile: "So be it, I have nothing left to lose. Living like this in a daze, completing the sect's alchemy tasks every day, in the end it will only lead to death."

"I, Xiao Dao, am absolutely unwilling to accept this! I am truly unwilling!"

A bolt of lightning appeared in the sky above the Great Jing Kingdom. Several Foundation Establishment cultivators exchanged glances, their eyes filled with doubt.

Then came several days of heavy rain.

……

Where is the great sage?

Mu Shan raised an eyebrow as he listened to the message from his subordinate.

"So Lu Qingyun is dead? And what about Li Fulai?"

After destroying Pingyang Market, his men searched both the spiritual fields and Yunxia Pavilion in Pingyang.

The Pingyang Spirit Field was long deserted, but the Yunxia Pavilion contained a network of tunnels.

Without a doubt, the theft of Lingyuan must be related to Li Fulai.

But now news has come from the Yunxia Sect's inside source that Li Fulai and Lu Qingyun are both dead.

Moreover, they were nowhere to be found, neither alive nor dead.

Mu Shan's gaze was icy as he subconsciously recalled the scene when he met Lu Qingyun in the Yunxia Mountains.

Although Lu Qingyun's current cultivation level is only the sixth level of Qi Refining, is he really dead?

Although this makes sense.

but,

Mu Shan instinctively didn't quite believe it; he always felt that his old friend, known as the Xuanwu Daoist, wouldn't die so easily.

Immediately afterwards, he narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured coldly.

"Whether dead or alive, the lands of both countries are now completely sealed off. Anyone who takes my things will pay the price..."

"Please, whatever you do, don't let me find you out."


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