Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 121 Ling Qiyue: Junior Brother, You Are Mine

Ever since she learned that foreign cultivators had broken into the ruins of the Immortal Palace, Ling Qiyue knew that this moment would come sooner or later.

Now they are getting closer and closer, and there is no telling when the two sides will face off.

"...There's no need to be too nervous. It would take at least seven or eight days to catch up with him here."

Ling Changqing said that he and his senior sister had been in danger all the way here, and it was even more impossible for those guys to complete the journey safely.

It is hard to say whether only 20% to 30% of the monks will be able to survive after being "baptized" by the numerous traps and restrictions along the way.

Ling Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief: "You're right, we really don't need to be too nervous."

"Let's rest now. It will probably take three to five days for our luck to recover to a large extent."

Ling Changqing said that since he had established his foundation, the speed at which his luck and fortune recovered had become much faster, and it no longer took several months like during the Qi training period.

"Three to five days? I'm afraid this amount of time isn't enough, right?"

Ling Qiyue frowned slightly. She had enough understanding of Ling Changqing's situation in this aspect and naturally understood that three or five days was too short.

Moreover, compared with the time at the family headquarters, the interior of the Immortal Palace ruins is full of dangers, and even safety for a few days cannot be guaranteed.

What if the group of ghosts behind us have some hidden means and suddenly speed up to catch up with us, what should we do then?

"Junior Brother, is there really no other way?"

Ling Qiyue asked with a frown.

"Nothing."

Ling Changqing shook his head. There was really no good solution. No matter how good the elixir was, it could only heal injuries but could not restore luck.

Ling Qiyue's face turned red: "Not necessarily? Can't even dual cultivation be allowed?"

"Eh? This..."

Ling Changqing was slightly stunned and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Even though I had played a lot of edge ball games with my senior sister before, I had never been able to get past the last level. Now, under the circumstances, perhaps I have to make an exception?
Ling Qiyue's beautiful face was as red as a rosy cloud, and her soft voice trembled slightly:

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. We just need to make decisions in an emergency. Junior brother, please don't hesitate. Let's..."

"OK then!"

Now that things have come to this, Ling Changqing is naturally not the pretentious person, and he immediately nodded and agreed.

Ling Qiyue turned and left, releasing two third-level and ten second-level Taoist puppets outside the tent.

Then she set up two layers of internal and external formations and sealed the tent.

In this way, even if there are Jindan stage cultivators attacking from outside, they will not be able to break in without some effort, which can buy them enough time to deal with it.

Ling Qiyue walked back to the beautiful bed and saw the young man looking at her with burning eyes. The shyness in her heart finally prevailed.

"Junior brother, you... turn around and don't look!"

Ling Qiyue ordered in a low voice, trying hard to put on a dignified expression.

"Does this make sense? I've already seen it before..."

Ling Changqing was speechless. This was more than once or twice the time when he and his senior sister were honest with each other.

"No, this time is different, turn around!"

Ling Qiyue said this through gritting her teeth.

"Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Ling Changqing muttered helplessly and turned around.

Ling Qiyue, with a shy face, slowly placed her hands on her waist and loosened the delicate knot.

It’s just…when we really practice dual cultivation later, my junior brother will still be able to see it, right?

Ling Qiyue paused slightly, thought for a moment, took out an exquisite black eye mask from the storage bag, and put it directly on Ling Changqing.

"Senior Sister, isn't this too much?"

Ling Changqing protested.

"You're still talking? If it weren't for helping you recover your luck as soon as possible, I wouldn't be like this..."

Ling Qiyue snorted: "Just lie there obediently, don't move, and don't look around. I'll take care of the rest."

After saying that, she continued to undress.

As the gorgeous skirt slid down to the ground layer by layer, gradually revealing the stunningly beautiful body, towering and steep peaks, round and slender legs, smooth and tight waist, and a rapidly bulging big moon...

As the last transparent silk embroidered bellyband left her body, Ling Qiyue's breathing became rapid. She walked over slowly with a blushing face. Her trembling hands slowly touched Ling Changqing's waist and began to undress him.

After a while, the two of them were able to speak frankly to each other.

Due to the frequent borderline ball games before, and the close observation of Tang Qiuyao and this guy's training, the beauty's next actions were not awkward.

The brocade curtain was lowered silently, and with a slight groan of pain, the two finally successfully took the most critical step...

When the sea was calm, Ling Qiyue's charming arms tightly embraced the young man in her arms, her long black hair spread out on the quilt, and her beautiful eyes were filled with deep love.

When I first embarked on the path of cultivation, I never thought that one day I would find a Taoist partner, and a young man whose cultivation level is not as good as mine.

However, Ling Qiyue did not feel lost at all. The road ahead is long, and having such a Taoist companion who will always accompany her and never leave her, there is nothing to regret for the rest of her life.

Of course at this time, Ling Changqing had already taken off the blindfold and was gently stroking the snow-white skin that was as smooth and tight as satin, with an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Among the many female cultivators Ling Changqing had seen, Ling Qiyue's cultivation, appearance, figure and temperament were naturally second to none. Moreover, she possessed the famous weapon called the Nine-Curved Corridor, which was truly one in a million.

"Senior sister...you will be mine from now on!"

Ling Changqing whispered as he embraced her plump, smooth, enchanting body.

"Not at all!"

Ling Qiyue snorted and said, "I should say, little junior brother, you are my talent!"

“…Does it make any difference?”

Ling Changqing was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know how to respond to this kind of excuse that only made things more obvious.

“There’s a huge difference!”

Ling Qiyue said with a red face. She was a proud girl, but even at this moment, she still refused to give in.

The two of them argued for a while, and looking at the senior sister's curvy, hot and seductive snow-white body, the fire in Ling Changqing's heart couldn't help but stir again.

"Huh? No!"

Ling Qiyue became alert immediately and forcefully suppressed his unusual movements. She turned around and rode on him, starting to bully him.

"..."

Ling Changqing sighed resignedly. It seemed that he would never be able to turn the tables and become the master until his cultivation level surpassed that of his senior sister.

Before I knew it, three days and three nights had passed.

"... Junior Brother, has your luck and fortune been restored?"

After another round of fierce fighting, the stunningly beautiful lady hugged the young man in her arms and asked in a sweet voice.

"I have recovered. I didn't expect the training effect to be so good!"

Ling Changqing said that he did gain a lot from practicing dual cultivation with a Taoist partner who was at a higher level, but the prerequisite was that his body could handle it.

Of course, due to his vigorous practice of the Vajra Demon Subduing Technique, Ling Changqing's current physical strength is no less than that of a cultivator in the late foundation building stage.

With the secret help of the Era Star Palace, he had been able to withstand Ling Qiyue's fierce attacks one after another for the past three days, and had not lost the upper hand at all.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a message with a mysterious rhyme emerged silently:
[Lord of the Era Star Palace: Ling Changqing] [Bone Age: 31/297]

【Cultivation: Initial stage of foundation building】

【Luck:91+220】

【Fortune: 88+193】

【Physique:40】

【Root bone: 37】

【Comprehension: 45】

[Soul: 102]

[Dan Dao: 1297/30000 (Second-level lower grade)]

[Main cultivation technique: Xuanzhen Black Water Sutra (fourth level) 11796\20000]

[Main cultivation technique: Taiyin Yuehua Refining Spirit Heart Sutra (first layer) 459/30000]

[Physical Training Technique: Vajra Devil Subduing Technique (Second Level) 2190/12000]

[Spiritual roots: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, lower earth grade 873/30000]

[Noble: Tang Qiuyao/Ling Qiyue/Fu Yinxue/Shen Tuhong/Xue Qingtan]

[Noble:? ]

[Taoist Companion: Tang Qiuyao/Ling Qiyue]

After three days and three nights of diligent dual cultivation, Ling Changqing's luck and fortune not only fully recovered, but its upper limit also increased.

In addition, there has been a certain improvement in physical strength, soul and comprehension, including the main practice techniques and spiritual root qualifications.

The Taiyin Yuehua Soul Refining Heart Sutra is the newest martial art I have learned. Even though I have only just started, the benefits to the essence of my soul have already begun to show.

"Senior Sister, how much has your cultivation improved?"

Ling Changqing asked, he was not far from the middle stage of foundation building, maybe he could advance after a few more years of hard work.

Ling Qiyue said softly, "It can be said that three years of hard work has been saved, right? If I can be with you more often in the future... I think it will be no problem to reach the middle stage of the Golden Core."

In the past, I was worried that practicing dual cultivation with Ling Changqing too early would be detrimental to his health. Now it seems that my assumption was obviously wrong.

But think about it, he is now also a physical cultivator, and his physical strength is different from that of ordinary foundation-building cultivators, so such a result is not difficult to understand.

The two of them hugged each other tenderly for a while, and only then did Ling Qiyue let go of him reluctantly, and stood up to get dressed.

As her plump and charming snow-white body was wrapped in layer by layer of gorgeous skirts and her long black and shiny hair was tied up again, Ling Qiyue regained her cool and charming demeanor of a royal beauty.

Ling Changqing put on his clothes and sensed his surroundings, only to find that there was no movement outside and everything was normal.

"Those guys should still be digging around in the tunnel! It will probably take a while to track them here..."

As Ling Qiyue spoke, she took out the palm-sized bronze mirror and injected her magic power into it.

"Why don't you let me give it a try? Maybe I'll find something different?"

Ling Changqing suggested.

"Ok."

Ling Qiyue handed over the bronze mirror in her hand and explained how to use it.

Ling Changqing did as he was told and at the cost of consuming most of his magic power, he finally made the image in the bronze mirror much clearer.

In the mirror, a group of black-robed monks were fighting with piles of Taoist puppets in a corridor shining with silver light. The lights of various magical powers, spells, spiritual weapons and magic weapons rose and fell one after another.

According to a rough estimate, there are less than thirty black-robed monks still alive, and the rest are needless to say, they have all died.

After a few breaths, the image in the mirror dimmed.

"Well, the guy in the lead should be in the middle stage of Jindan, and there are a few fake Dan Zhenren, and the rest are in the middle and late stages of foundation building."

Ling Qiyue groaned and said that this lineup was indeed powerful, but she was not particularly afraid of it.

Ling Changqing said: "Don't worry about those guys, let's continue looking for opportunities."

If they want to get here, they will have to endure at least three or four days, and it is hard to say how many people will survive by then.

Ling Qiyue agreed, put away the tent, the formation flags, and the Taoist puppets outside, and then left hand in hand with Ling Changqing.

The magnificent hall is more than ten miles in radius. There are no supporting structures such as pillars. The entire hall is seamlessly integrated and as bright as day.

In the central area of ​​the hall, there stood thirteen semicircular portals, the door frames shining with spiritual light, emitting a faint aura of coercion.

Ling Changqing carefully observed the smooth floor tiles under his feet, carefully avoiding certain areas with exquisite patterns, and took Ling Qiyue's arm in arm, moving step by step towards the center area.

After more than half an hour of repeated attempts, the two finally approached the edge of the portal.

"Little Junior Brother, which door should I go through?"

Ling Qiyue asked in a low voice.

This is a very important choice. No one knows what is behind the door. If you are not careful, you may face an unpredictable crisis.

Ling Changqing observed carefully. The appearance of these thirteen magnificent portals was no different. The aura they emitted was exactly the same. It was impossible to distinguish them by ordinary means.

As the Epoch Star Palace in his sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly, some mysterious and obscure information merged into his soul.

In just half an incense stick of time, Ling Changqing had made his choice.

"This is the door!"

Ling Changqing pointed to the third door on the left and said.

From his perspective, this was the only portal that was not surrounded by the aura of curse. On the contrary, it was filled with auspicious light and colorful clouds.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Ling Qiyue said this without any hesitation, and walked over with the young man in her arm.

Ling Changqing slowly raised his foot, passed through the mirror-like light curtain and stepped into the portal, causing ripples like water waves.

Ling Qiyue held the boy's hand tightly and followed him into the door.

When her vision returned to normal, Ling Qiyue found herself standing in an equally magnificent palace, with soft white carpet under her feet.

The hall was circular in shape, and near the wall, every fifty steps stood a dark golden column about ten feet high and requiring two people to hug it.

In the central area of ​​the hall, a golden hourglass shadow was suspended at a height of ten feet, and glowing sand kept falling from it.

"The opportunity... should be hidden in these columns,"

Ling Changqing said, pointing at the hourglass shadow: "Any cultivator who enters here can stay for a maximum of twelve hours. How much they can gain depends on their luck!"

This place is already the core area of ​​the ruins. The rules set by the previous owner are simple and fair, and there is no loophole to be exploited.

"Shall we try it now?"

Ling Qiyue looked around. Considering the area of ​​this hall, there were hundreds of columns. She wondered what good things were hidden inside.

"Look at this first."

As Ling Changqing spoke, he took the beautiful woman's arm and walked to the wall. He stood in front of a column and began to study and ponder.

Despite the baptism of many years, the surface of the cylinder is still as smooth as new, and it feels slightly warm to the touch.

Ling Changqing looked at it for a while, then probed his spiritual thoughts into the interior of the cylinder, trying to communicate with it.

A moment later, there was a click, and a groove appeared on the smooth surface of the cylinder three feet above the ground.

(End of this chapter)