I wish for longevity in the Peach Blossom Temple

Chapter 32: Hundred People's Prayer (Two in One)

Three days later, Nan Jinping sent a talisman over.

Su Yang looked at the sound transmission note in his hand.

[The ghost cave is about to change. My master has ordered me to stay in Qinghe County. I will go there today. Ji Lucan will take over the ghost cave matter. I have already interceded for you. You don't need to participate in the matter of clearing the ghost cave.]

In the voice transmission, there was also a hint of dissatisfaction towards Ji Qinglin for attracting powerful members of the family.

Su Yang's face showed neither joy nor sadness.

He had expected the changes in the ghost cave.

There are endless ghosts coming from the river, and the concentration of ghost energy is increasing crazily. After a long time, there is no guarantee that the Ghost King will not appear.

However, the sound transmission note in his hand attracted Su Yang's interest.

It's a good thing that can transmit sound thousands of miles away.

Su Yang put it away.

As for the fact that Ji Qinglin brought in powerful members of his family and made Nan Jinping angry, Su Yang vaguely sensed something.

The Taoist lineage seems to be very hostile to the martial arts lineage.

But Ji Qinglin's existence is like a martial arts family trying to slowly infiltrate Taoism, so the appearance of Ji Lucan is more to help them pass the test of the immortal gate smoothly.

The battle between Taoism and martial arts!

Of course, this matter is too big and has nothing to do with Su Yang.

The next step is to spend his life to deduce the [Art of Nourishing Sword and Invigorating Spirits], which is a basic method of sword nurturing that can allow the sword to nourish spirituality. Since he wants to see the brilliance of Taoism in this world, he naturally has to develop in all aspects.

What's more, he has a control panel that allows him to deduce related skills, so he won't have to worry about not being able to learn them.

Thinking of this, Su Yang stood under the peach tree, releasing ghost energy, and his mind sank into the temple.

Ten years of life are gone.

[You practiced under the peach tree in the temple. You began to refine the ghost energy, and your yang energy began to grow.]

[Three years later, you began to comprehend the art of nurturing the sword and instilling the spirit. Your peach wood sword was nurtured by your Yang energy. You took out the Sun's Red Essence and refined a trace of Yang Essence. Your small Pure Yang Dao body improved a little.]

[You thought of the records in Taoyang Ghost Talk, and spat out a mouthful of blood to offer blood to the peach wood sword]

【.】

[You entered the sect in the tenth year. Your small pure Yang Dao body has improved. Your peach wood sword contains a trace of Yang essence and has a trace of spirituality.]

Su Yang looked at the peach wood sword in his hand.

The peach wood sword hasn't been upgraded for a long time. I guess the material is inherently insufficient after all. However, with a trace of the power of the sun's red essence, it can completely turn decay into magic.

With a slight shake, the peach wood sword seemed to vibrate slowly like a sword made of gold and iron.

Su Yang exhaled a breath of Yang Qi and felt that his physical strength seemed to have grown, but very little.

If one wants to push the small Pure Yang Taoist body to perfection, one will need the help of at least a Dansha at the Jindan realm.

However, his cultivation level was completely upgraded to the third level of the Xuanguan Realm.

It can be said that if Su Yang did not follow the superior golden elixir method, he would only need to knock on the threshold once more and he would be able to form the elixir directly.

But Su Yang obviously didn't think about it that way.

After all, he is not a disciple of the Immortal Sect and cannot take advantage of the Immortal Sect's power, so he must find a way of his own.

As for knocking on the entrance hall three times, he already had some experience after experiencing it twice.

He was inspired by Nan Jinping's Yin and Yang gates. The gates vary from person to person, so the best one is the one that suits one's own nature. He had a pure and bright spiritual body, so it was not difficult for him to comprehend the gates.

Su Yang took a step forward and descended from the backyard to the top of the Taoist temple's main hall, looking at the peach blossoms all over Taohua Town.

Even in April, the peach blossoms in Taohua Town were still blooming brightly, so much so that the townspeople were all amazed and believed that it was the work of Master Su. Of course, this was indeed the case.

The flowers in the town are for viewing purposes, but in the deep mountains behind the Peach Blossom Viewing Area, some peach trees are full of small fruits, which will be abundant in March and April.

Su Yang has already thought about it.

These three knocks on the entrance hall are exactly - peach blossoms!
Three months later.

Su Yang opened his eyes under his natal peach tree, with a mysterious light flashing in his eyes.

The fourth level limit of Xuanguan Realm.

Compared to the previous two gates, which were all due to fate, this time he took the initiative to knock on the gate, so it took a little longer. During this time, he was also trying his best to fulfill his wishes and practice the [Taoyang Changsheng Gong], with the purpose of preparing for the deduction of the [Taomu Suoyang Gong] in the future.

After all, that deduction required three hundred years of life.

[Remaining lifespan: 131]

It took him ten years to deduce the [Art of Nourishing the Sword and Containing the Soul], and he passed the test three times. He practiced the [Taoyang Longevity Technique] to increase his lifespan by thirty years. In addition, in March, he fulfilled the wishes of several pilgrims and gained an additional twenty years of lifespan.

His lifespan did not decrease but increased by forty years.

This is a good trend.

A sound transmission talisman was jumping in front of his eyes. It had arrived here ten days ago. He deduced that he had been in seclusion and missed it.

Su Yang took it and took a look.

[Ji Qinglin gathered hundreds of Xuanguang realm cultivators, hundreds of Fenghuo masters, and tens of thousands of martial arts city guards from various counties, and followed Ji Lvcan to go deep into the ghost cave for hundreds of miles. They found an ancient palace and encountered three Jindan realm ghost kings. There were heavy casualties. The immortal gates were furious and jointly held Lihuo Dongtian accountable.]

[Ji Qinglin failed the test and explained that the purpose of going deep into the ghost cave was to find a drought ghost. He wanted to refine a trace of the power of the sun's fire essence from it to form a pill. Lihuo Dongtian announced his withdrawal from the ghost cave and expelled Ji Qinglin from the cave.]

Su Yang reviewed the information in the sound transmission note.

Every sentence is shocking.

The small ghost cave in Qinghe County actually covers hundreds of miles. Linjiang City is within the range of the ghost cave, and there really is a ghost king in the Jindan realm.

Ji Qinglin failed, but not dead!

Among tens of thousands of people, only one survived because of Ji Qinglin's selfish desires.

It can be predicted that Ji Qinglin will now face tremendous pressure, because he is associated with two forces. Li Huodongtian withdrew and cut off ties with Ji Qinglin.

It makes sense. As a disciple of Dongtian Immortal Sect, Ji Qinglin actually sought help from his own martial arts family. This was clearly a slap in the face of Lihuo Dongtian. In front of Lihuo Dongtian, the Ji family of Nanchuzhou was nothing.

But the Ji family in Southern Chuzhou is still there, and with Ji Lucan around, Ji Qinglin has no worries about his life.

Su Yang was very sure that the choice he made with Nan Jinping before was the correct one.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

It was late at night, everything was silent, and the sky was dotted with stars. Perhaps the deaths of tens of thousands of people touched Su Yang a little. Even those who were from the immortal sect could not escape this and lost their lives because of one person's greed.

Not to mention the tens of thousands of city guards.

He had heard that Linjiang City had also mobilized dozens of Beacon Fire Masters and thousands of city guards.

"Master Su! Master Su!"

"Please save my father!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the gate outside the Taoist temple.

It was Song Huan's voice, with an anxious and tearful tone.

Su Yang frowned slightly.

Song Huan's father, Su Yang, remembered that he was the chief escort of Weiyuan Escort Agency and a fourth-rank beacon master.

Su Yang's mysterious light flashed, and he was already standing in front of the mountain gate.

"Master Su, my father was summoned to Qinghe County. Today, news came that the Linjiang City Guards where my father was were trapped in a ghost cave and were completely wiped out!"

"Please Master Su, please save my father!"

Outside the mountain gate, a young man was knocking on the door anxiously. He had scars on his body and was kneeling on the ground, crying and shouting while holding back his tears.

It was Song Huan who was riding a horse in Taohua Town that day.

Ever since his father was called up, Song Huan lived in fear every day. He even prayed for his father in Taohua Temple, wishing to shorten his life by ten years to protect his father's safety.

Today, he received the news that his father's body was missing. It seemed that the Taoist Ancestor did not favor my father.

Song Huan collapsed to the ground.

He hates it so much!
Why is he so weak?
After eight years of practicing martial arts, he has never achieved a high rank.

Master Su was already a cultivator at the Xuanguan realm at the age of sixteen, just like the genius of the martial arts sects in the storybooks.

If he was strong enough, wouldn't he be able to go to the ghost cave with his father?
Su Yang stood behind Song Huan, but did not rush forward. Instead, he looked at the panel.

[One month ago, Song Huan from Linjiang City prayed in the temple. His father was conscripted to the ghost cave in Qinghe County. He prayed that the Taoist ancestors would protect his father and keep him safe. He was willing to shorten his life by ten years.]

[His father has died, and his wish has not been fulfilled]

It has been ten days since they entered the ghost cave. Not to mention that Chief Escort Song only has a fourth-grade cultivation level, even if Xu Wanxing went there, he would die without a burial place.

It was not until Song Huan's crying subsided and his emotions stabilized a little that Su Yang sighed in his heart and spoke.

"Your father is dead."

Song Huan suddenly woke up. He turned around and knelt in front of Su Yang, "Master Su, is my father really dead?"

"It's true."

"Really dead."

After getting Su Yang's affirmation, Song Huan suddenly collapsed to the ground, as if he was in hysteria.

Su Yang did not interrupt.

He was originally a naive person, but misfortune struck and the trajectory of his life changed. It is not easy to get over it.

But Su Yang would not provide help for this reason. He was indeed interested in Song Huan because of his natural Yang body and spiritual roots, but the relationship between master and disciple has always been based on fate.

The so-called fate can be human relations, transactions, or some mysterious destiny.

When becoming a disciple in an immortal sect, everyone is required to give gifts to each other, and he and Song Huan didn't have much to do with each other.

"It was Ji Qinglin. It was Ji Qinglin who acted out of selfish interests!"

Song Huan sat paralyzed for a long time, then suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with dead hatred.

"Master Su, I am willing to shorten my life by ten, twenty, thirty or even forty years, just to ask you to kill Ji Qinglin and avenge my father!"

Song Huan gritted his teeth and roared.

Hatred!

He has reached the age of being determined to study, and he has a clear understanding of the principles.

My father’s death was all because of Ji Qinglin. Within ten days, the news had spread throughout Linjiang City.

Even City Lord Xu admitted it.

If he were to ask himself, he really wanted to take revenge himself, and he also wanted to say, "The murder of my father is irreconcilable, and I must avenge it in this lifetime," but he knew in his heart that he would never be able to kill Ji Qinglin to avenge his father in this lifetime.

Not to mention that he had practiced martial arts for eight years without ever reaching a rank, just looking at Ji Qinglin's family background, the Ji family of Southern Chuzhou was enough to scare people away, and there was no sense of possibility of revenge.

He could only place his hopes on Master Su.

This is a more mysterious divine figure than Ji Qinglin.

"It doesn't take forty years. Ten years will be enough."

After Bie Chen knocked on the door, Su Yang's state of mind was different, but he was definitely not a villain who coveted the lifespan of mortals. Let alone forty years, even if he shortened his lifespan by twenty years, it would be enough to make Song Huan's lifespan reach over thirty years old. If there was no opportunity, his martial arts and Taoist paths would be cut short in this life.

Ten years, just right.

"Really?"

The ferocious expression on Song Huan's face slowly faded into ecstasy.

Hatred and joy were intertwined, making his expression complicated.

He never expected that Su Yang actually agreed.

This is a huge cause and effect!
This made him a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Forget it, it's too late. I'll take you back to the city."

Su Yang looked at the sky, controlled the Little Chunyang Xuanguan, and flew towards Linjiang City.

The twenty-mile journey took only half an hour.

The night in Linjiang City at this time was far less lively than in the past. More than a thousand people had gone to hell, and only one in ten survived, making the night sky of Linjiang City somewhat sad.

Many people hung white banners in their homes.

Candles were lit in the mourning hall, and a coffin was placed there. There was no body in the coffin, only some clothes left by the deceased.

Their bodies were buried in the ghost cave, and their souls had no chance of escape.

It can be said that Ji Qinglin's one action harmed tens of thousands of people, leaving no trace of their bodies and their souls dissipated.

Looking at Linjiang City covered in white mourning clothes, Su Yang's face showed no sadness or joy. It can be imagined that it was not just Linjiang City, but more than ten cities around Qinghe County that were experiencing the same scene today.

But there was also a hint of anger in my heart.

Everyone in the world has selfish desires, and Su Yang certainly has one, otherwise why would he let Song Huan pay with his life span.

But at the same time, he also has emotions, grudges and hatred.

All these sins naturally have to be attributed to Ji Qinglin.

Su Yang seemed to have an epiphany.

In a trance, a hint of obscene music and lyrics came, which was particularly abrupt in this desolate night sky.

Looking up at the most prosperous street in Linjiang City, Hua Manlou is located here. At this moment, the lights are still bright, and there is an endless stream of guests. Prostitutes are selling their smiles, and the sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras are luxurious, and every sound is pleasing to the ears.

The death of thousands of people is indeed too few for Linjiang City, which has a population of more than 200,000.

That's it
Su Yang suddenly grinned and laughed silently.

Some people experience the pain of separation from the living, while others still seek joy in the silence of death.

The sufferings in this world are not shared.

At that moment, two mysterious auras slowly rose around Su Yang.

“There are actually two entrances?”

Su Yang was surprised.

This day, Su Yang!

Knock on the entrance hall four times - separation.

Knock on the entrance door five times - seek pleasure in death.

Su Yang placed Song Huan in the city, controlled the small Chunyang Xuanguan, and gradually went away.

Song Huan watched Su Yang flying away, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Master Su, I don't know what you need your life for. I don't even believe that this mere ten years of life can help you much. But, Master Su, although I am insignificant, I am willing to lend you a helping hand!"

There was no trace of hatred in Song Huan's eyes.

He ran wildly in Linjiang City at night.

I knocked on the door of a house with a white banner hanging on it. The fierce knocking startled the silence of the night.

"But Commander Liu's family?"

"Madam Liu, would you like to join me in praying in the Peach Blossom Temple, shortening my life by ten years, and asking the Taoist master to kill that damn Ji Qinglin and avenge Commander Liu!"

"Please also ask Madam Liu to inform the families of the other deceased."

[Kung Fu: Peach Wood Demon-Slaying Sword Technique (Great Mastery, whether to deduce based on an 80-year lifespan)]

Eighty years of life disappeared.

[You practiced under your natal peach tree in the temple. You began to refine the ghost energy. Your yang energy became stronger and stronger, and your cultivation began to grow.]

[In the twelfth year, you have completely refined the ghost energy and reached the sixth level of the Mysterious Gate Realm]

[You began to practice the Peach Wood Demon-Slaying Sword Technique in the thirteenth year. You possess a pure and bright spiritual body, and your perception is very rapid.]

[You seem to have gained enlightenment in the twenty-third year, and your sword energy seems to have some sword intent]

【.】

[In the eightieth year, you practiced the Peach Wood Demon Slaying Sword Technique to perfection, and your Peach Blossom Dao Intent transformed into Peach Blossom Sword Intent]

Three days later.

Su Yang slowly opened his eyes, seeming surprised.

The third level of Peach Blossom Daoism actually turned into Peach Blossom Sword Intention?

This was an unexpected surprise.

However, now he has opened five mysterious gates and reached the sixth level of Xuanguan Realm!

Every time he knocked on the Xuanguan, his Yang energy surged. Now he was at the sixth level of Xuanguan Realm, and his Yang energy was more than ten times stronger than when he was at the first level of Xuanguan Realm. In terms of magical power, he naturally could not be compared with those at the Jiedan Realm, but in the Xuanguan Realm, he was nearly invincible.

No matter how powerful Ji Qinglin is, he is now confident that he can kill him.

The only one to consider is Ji Lucan.

It generally requires careful planning.

He exhaled the foul air from his chest.

Just as he was about to step out of Taohua Temple, he suddenly looked at the panel.

[Three days ago, Song Huan from Linjiang City prayed in the temple. His father died tragically in a ghost cave because of Ji Qinglin's selfish desires. He asked you to kill Ji Qinglin and was willing to shorten his life by ten years.]

[Three days ago, the wife of Commander Liu of Linjiang City’s City Guard prayed in the temple. Her husband died tragically in a ghost cave due to Ji Qinglin’s private order. She asked Daozu to kill Ji Qinglin and was willing to shorten her life by ten years.]

[Three days ago, the father of Fu Qingguang, a city guard of Linjiang City, prayed in the temple. His son died tragically in a ghost cave due to Ji Qinglin's private order. He asked Daozu to kill Ji Qinglin and was willing to shorten his life by five years.]

【.】

After careful counting, there were actually hundreds of them in three days.

all of these.
When Su Yang stepped into the Taoist temple hall, he found dozens of people surrounding the hall, young and old, all wearing mourning clothes, with hatred in their eyes. In front of the Ji family of Nan Chuzhou, their lives were like ants, but they were willing to pay the price and ask Ji Qinglin to die with them.

Taohua Temple's wish comes true, and this is their only hope for revenge.

After Su Yang appeared, dozens of people knelt on the ground in unison, with Song Huan kneeling at the front.

"Please ask Master Su to avenge us!"

The voices were uniform and extremely sad.

Su Yang smiled slightly and understood in his heart.

This boy is very smart.

The feeling of heartache for wasting eighty years of life is gone!
He did not agree, but stretched out the long sword in his hand. The peach wood sword was like gold and iron, vibrating slightly, and the sword made bursts of sounds like a dragon's roar.

It rose up with mysterious light, turned into a stunning wild goose, and flew straight into the sky.

Well, I studied the reasons why the follow-up reading rate didn't increase yesterday. I think it has something to do with the slow pace and the female characters. When I wrote about the protagonist helping Nan Jinping to form the elixir, the follow-up reading rate dropped a lot, which scared me and made me give up. I stayed up late to revise this chapter after the editor reminded me yesterday. I sped up the pace. There was originally a small plot in Taohua Genguan, but I had to give it up. The character setting of the protagonist will change a little bit.

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