Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 160: Palace Spirit Awakens
After shaking off the pursuers, Ling Changqing found a remote and deserted valley and planned to hide there and rest for a while.

When he set out again, he had changed into a dark blue Taoist suit, and even made minor adjustments to his facial features.

However, Ling Changqing had no idea how effective this method would be.

Those chosen ones who come from major families not only have powerful cultivation, but also always have certain special means.

Not to mention that there are Jindan Zhenren who have sealed their cultivation and sneaked in. Their eyesight is naturally much better than that of the foundation-building cultivators.

"This won't work..."

Ling Changqing looked at his face in the water mirror, which had changed significantly, and sighed helplessly.

It is not easy to find magical skills and special tools that can completely change one's appearance, body shape and aura.

Especially the method that can deceive even the Jindan Zhenren and even the Yuanying Zhenjun is even more rare.

What's more, where there is a spear, there is a shield. With the strong foundation of the nine great families, there will be no shortage of targeted magical spells and special magic weapons that can see through all kinds of disguises.

After thinking about it, Ling Changqing felt that he seemed to have made a mistake from the beginning. He should not have come to participate in the training in Dragon Soul Valley.

No matter how clever your disguise is, as long as you appear in front of other monks, there is a risk of exposing your identity.

"Forget it, I'd better go back directly. I don't want to have the opportunity in the Fallen Cherry Mountains!"

Ling Changqing thought that Luo Qingxuan should still be waiting at the entrance, and as long as he got to her, he would most likely be safe.

It is a pity to lose the opportunity, but compared with one's own safety, the latter is obviously more important.

"...Don't think too much. Even if you get out, you still can't escape the detection of some old guys."

A sweet voice, as melodious as the sound of nature, suddenly sounded in the depths of my soul.

Ling Changqing was slightly startled: "Who are you?"

"I have slept with you for so many years, and now you can't remember it?"

There was a hint of resentment in that sweet voice.

Ling Changqing pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized: "You are... Jiyuan Xinggong?"

"Humph, you're not that stupid!"

The other party pouted.

An inexplicable suction force came from the sea of ​​consciousness, and Ling Changqing's mind was instantly pulled into the exquisite and mysterious palace shrouded in Taoist charm.

In the majestic and solemn hall, the glow of the clouds was brilliant, and extremely rich spiritual essence surged in from all directions, being absorbed by his soul without any hindrance.

In his spiritual vision, strands of gorgeous starlight hung down from the top of the hall, quickly interweaving into a huge, dazzling ball of light.

After a few breaths, the ball of light quietly cracked, and a graceful and beautiful figure walked out, with a slender waist and light steps approaching.

The next moment, Ling Changqing finally saw Her face clearly. Even though he had seen many beauties, he was still deeply shocked.

It was a beauty that went beyond the ordinary meaning of the world, with eyes as bright as stars, and facial features that were nearly as flawless as the origin of the Tao, stunning the long river of time.

The amazingly long, round legs were crossed in an orderly manner, the waist was slender and smooth, and the curves were amazing and full to the point of being exaggerated like snow-capped mountains, and the long, shiny black hair was flying behind her.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the spiritual essence between heaven and earth was concentrated on her.

"Master, are you stunned?"

Gong Ling stopped in front of him and waved her jade hand in front of his eyes.

Ling Changqing closed his eyes slightly: "Is this how you talk to me? It doesn't seem right, does it?"

"Eh?"

He lowered his head to look at his own snow-white, naked body, and understood what Ling Changqing meant.

Strands of gorgeous starlight entwined and condensed into a glittering long skirt, wrapping around the beautiful body with explosive curves and hot body.

"Okay, now you can look around!"

A soft, sweet and tender voice was heard.

Ling Changqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he was really afraid that he would lose control and do something.

"You... are the palace spirit of Jiyuan Star Palace, right? How long have you been sleeping here?"

Ling Changqing thought about it and asked cautiously.

Why did this supreme weapon of unknown origin, purpose and grade fall into his possession? This is the primary question that Ling Changqing has always wanted to figure out.

There is also the question of what mission "He" is carrying, how long he can accompany him in his growth, and whether he will leave him one day in the future. These are also questions that Ling Changqing cannot avoid.

Gong Ling said calmly: "I don't know. My memory seems to have been sealed by an unknown power. I can't remember many things in the past!"

Ling Changqing was speechless, and after a pause he continued to ask: "So how much can you remember now?"

Gong Ling's delicate and beautiful face showed confusion, and she whispered:
"This is a bit difficult. There are so many things to think about that I can't figure out all at once. I'll slowly tell you later, Master!"

Ling Changqing sighed, and considering the current situation, decided to let this matter go for now, so he asked:

"You said earlier that I couldn't escape the detection and search of those old guys. I wonder if you can help me now?"

"Yes, I have!"

A hint of smile appeared in Gong Ling's bright eyes: "It just costs a little!"

"What price?"

"Part of my lifespan!"

Gong Ling said: "I can add a special restriction for you, Master, to ensure that even if a Yuanying Zhenjun is in front of you, he won't be able to see anything unusual!"

"Is that true?"

Ling Changqing was slightly stunned. If what Gong Ling said was true, then it was definitely worth a try.

It just requires consuming part of one's own lifespan, and this price seems a bit exaggerated. After all, a foundation-building cultivator does not have much lifespan to waste.

He took a look and found that his current lifespan limit was 339 years, and it was still slowly increasing.

For a cultivator who aspires to live forever, such a short lifespan is really not long. After a few more retreats and cultivation, the lifespan will come to an end before they know it.

"Ten years of life will solve your current troubles, Master."

Gong Ling didn't beat around the bush and spoke simply and straightforwardly.

"ten years?"

Ling Changqing pondered in silence. This price was acceptable. For his own safety, bleeding once was the wisest choice.

"Don't worry about it. The life span you lost can be restored, and it will continue to increase when you break through to the next level."

Gong Ling explained.

There are also elixirs that can increase lifespan, as well as certain rare treasures. Ling Changqing can take them and the effects will not be affected.

"Then...it's settled!"

Ling Changqing put his worries aside. As long as he was not in a desperate situation, there was still room for recovery.

A layer of flame that was neither black nor white and barely noticeable enveloped Ling Changqing's body, and waves of weakness immediately attacked every part of his body.

That was the life-essence calamity fire. Ling Changqing could clearly feel that the upper limit of his life span was gradually decreasing from 339, and then stagnated at 329.

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

【Bone age: 34/339-10】

【Cultivation: Late Foundation Building Stage】

Then, Ling Changqing found that his facial features, body shape, height, and even his aura and destiny had undergone subtle changes. After a few dozen breaths, a young monk who was equally handsome appeared in the same place, but there was no trace of the original one.

His apparent cultivation level had risen from the late stage of foundation building to the peak of foundation building. His light golden pupils and his arrogant and domineering aura fully demonstrated that he was a cultivator with dragon blood.

At this point, even if all the chosen ones in the Dragon Soul Valley gathered together and tried repeatedly using various secret methods and special magic tools, they would not be able to see through Ling Changqing's true identity.

"It feels pretty good,"

Ling Changqing asked: "How long can this restricted state last?"

"It should be about a month. Then I can consume my lifespan to bless it again."

"One month? That's already very good!"

Ling Changqing nodded. He thought that if he stayed in Dragon Soul Valley for a month, he would be able to get many opportunities.

The spiritual objects that can extend the life of monks can also be found in certain areas, so it is completely feasible to make up for the consumption.

After talking for a while, Ling Changqing controlled the flying sword and flew away again. This time he was much more confident.

In the sky at the end of the field of vision, one can still see many lights of different colors coming and going in a hurry, and fighting is commonplace.

In fact, all in all, only three or four days have passed since the opening of Dragon Soul Valley.

However, the number of cultivators from various sects who died in the fighting was probably in the hundreds, and many cultivators were too seriously injured to have to withdraw from the training early.

Hundreds of feet in the air, Ling Changqing, who was traveling quickly, concentrated and sensed, and found that the space structure here was indeed fragile.

Not to mention the Jindan Zhenren, even the magical powers and spells at the Zhendan level, once performed here, may destroy the balance of the space structure and cause uncontrollable damage to the surrounding environment.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, the Deep Sea Dragon Clan and the top leaders of the nine great families agreed that only cultivators at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage would be allowed to enter the Dragon Soul Valley for training, and no exceptions would be made even for fake pills.

Those Jindan Zhenren who serve as protectors must seal off part of their cultivation if they want to enter the Dragon Soul Valley and are not allowed to go beyond that even a single step.

As for Yuanying Zhenjun level, even those with restricted cultivation are not allowed to enter.

The supreme elders of the ten major forces were present to supervise each other, so there was naturally no possibility of illegal operations, thus ensuring the fairness of the training to the greatest extent.

The flying sword's light carried Ling Changqing all the way. As they got closer and closer to the Luoying Mountains, the number of cultivators they encountered on the road gradually increased.

More than ten miles away, a group of monks in snow-white robes drove their beams of light and hurriedly came towards them.

"...We are cultivators from the Yin family. Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

The young man in the lead was holding an apricot-yellow flag and waving from afar.

Following his voice, the team of monks dispersed tacitly, surrounding Ling Changqing from a distance, but did not get any closer.

This is to avoid any hostile misunderstandings. The Yin family cultivators are not intending to take action, they just want to communicate some things.

"I am Wang Chang'an, a cultivator from the Deep Sea Dragon Clan. What do you want to do, fellow Daoist?"

Ling Changqing stopped the flying sword and asked indifferently.

The young man holding the battle flag came closer, his attitude was quite polite:

“Please forgive me, Brother Wang. We were ordered by our ancestor to lead a team to track down a family traitor who committed a bloody crime, so we spoke out to stop them!

Since Fellow Daoist Wang is from the Deep Sea Dragon Clan, he has nothing to do with this matter. I am sorry for being rude."

Even as he was speaking, the palace spirit in Ling Changqing's body clearly sensed more than a dozen obscure magical power fluctuations brushing past his body, including the spiritual thoughts of a certain Jindan Zhenren.

Ling Changqing sneered: "Since it has nothing to do with it, can I leave now?"

"Friend Wang, please make yourself at your own convenience."

The young man nodded slightly and saluted, his attitude becoming more gentle, simply because he did not find anything unusual.

Ling Changqing snorted, and flew away on his flying sword. The cultivators around him did not try to stop him.

On the following journey, Ling Changqing encountered more than a dozen groups of cultivators who stopped him and checked him, including cultivators from the nine major families.

The most amazing thing is that Liuying Jing also led the team to appear once, but even when they were face to face, this loli monk didn't see any clues at all.

As for Liuying Bingchan and Liuying Mengluan, there was no trace of them and no one knew whether they led the team to search somewhere else.

But no matter what, Ling Changqing felt that it would be impossible for him to meet them again.

Only in this way can their safety be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

Otherwise, let alone the cultivators from other forces, even within the Liuying family, there are many competitors who are unwilling to see them alive.

Continuing on the journey, Ling Changqing finally arrived at his destination safely two days later.

A towering mountain range thousands of feet high and winding and undulating appeared in sight, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles.

The upper half of many mountains are covered with snow, while the lower half is shaded by grass and trees. The vegetation is lush and the spiritual energy is abundant, and many birds and beasts roam among them.

This is the Fallen Cherry Mountains.

Not only do a large number of spiritual beasts and birds live here, but various rare spiritual medicines and herbs are produced in abundance. The golden spiritual spring on the top of the main peak is a natural treasure that is coveted by all kinds of cultivators.

Every five hundred years, one to several crystal beads will be produced in this golden spiritual spring in the Fallen Cherry Mountains.

The magical effect of this crystal bead is that it can improve the spiritual root qualifications of the cultivator to a higher level, up to the upper earth level at most.

Treasures that can improve spiritual root qualifications are basically in a state of being priced out of market in the outside world. The top leaders of major forces would rather hide them in the warehouse and let them rot than take them out for trade.

The treasures that occasionally appear at some top auctions are only of average quality. At most, they can only improve the spiritual roots to the upper level of human character. It is basically impossible for earth-grade treasures to appear.

Therefore, every year when the Dragon Soul Valley opens, the spiritual spring crystal beads here will become a must-fight place for cultivators from various families.

Ling Changqing landed halfway up the mountain, carefully observed the surrounding terrain, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step along the mountain road.

Due to certain natural restrictions here, it is impossible for the monks to ride their flying swords directly to the top of the main peak. They can only reach the halfway point of the mountain at best, and then have to rely on their feet to continue their journey.

……

At the entrance of Dragon Soul Valley, in the temporary camp of the Liuying Family.

"...So, this marriage certificate was indeed written by Ling Changqing, the son of destiny?"

The noble, beautiful, and majestic Liuying Lingji asked solemnly.

In the jade box in front of her, the marriage certificate was placed neatly on the bright yellow satin background, and the names of dozens of female cultivators on it were clearly visible.

Liuying Bingchan, who was standing below, said respectfully, "Elder, please understand. This is how it happened."

Liuying Lingji nodded slightly. Although Ling Changqing was missing now, as long as they had this thing in their hands, the family would have an irrefutable reason if they wanted to compete for this son of destiny in the future.

"Huh? No..."

Liuying Lingji's gaze suddenly stopped on the contents of the marriage certificate, and her dark eyebrows slightly frowned.

There, Ling Changqing's name has faded a lot.

"Sister, what's going on?"

The graceful and beautiful woman next to him also came over.

"This little guy... actually wants to play tricks!"

Liuying Lingji pointed to the name at the signature and said with some amusement.

With her keen eyesight, she could naturally see that in a few days at most, Ling Changqing's name would completely disappear.

By then, the marriage certificate will lose its meaning.

Liuying Lingji raised her white wrist slightly, and a point of red-gold spiritual light fell on Ling Changqing's name, completely freezing the speed at which it faded and disappeared.

"You want to cheat, right? Don't dream on! You will be the son-in-law of the Liuying family. You have to do it whether you want to or not!"

(End of this chapter)