Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 163 Sit back and watch the storm rise

After clearing out more than twenty nests of rock rats, Ling Changqing stopped with a feeling of unsatisfied satisfaction.

The harvest was naturally not small, with thousands of pieces of various spiritual jades looted, of which about 20% were second-level materials, and more than ten pieces of spiritual jade reached the standard of third-level materials.

In addition, the meat of these monsters is rich in spiritual energy and delicious, and is a first-class delicacy, so it should not be wasted.

Next, Ling Changqing also found some second-level spiritual medicines and herbs, mushrooms, and wild delicacies in the depths of the Stone Forest Canyon.

After putting the last few spiritual herbs he found into his pocket, Ling Changqing casually raised his head and glanced at the blue sky above his head.

In the distant sky, five or six miserable monks were fleeing for their lives on their flying swords.

More than ten miles behind, dozens of monks were chasing closely, and the distance was getting closer and closer, and shouts, curses and threats were heard everywhere.

After a moment, the monk in front could no longer hold back, and turned around and threw out several talismans. Suddenly, thunder, fire rain, ice knives and frost swords appeared frequently.

But such a counterattack was of no avail. The monks behind them not only had more numbers but also had a variety of means at their disposal. They immediately fought back fiercely.

After several rounds, a cultivator in front was unable to dodge and was hit by the concentrated fire of several talismans. He screamed and fell from mid-air, and it was obvious that he was dead.

"…Whose unlucky child is this?"

Ling Changqing muttered to himself, looked at it for a while and then ignored it.

This kind of thing is commonplace in the world of immortal cultivation. He is not the kind of goody-goody or sanctimonious person who is overly loving, so he naturally won't meddle in other people's business.

After the two groups of monks had chased away, Ling Changqing quietly flew away on his flying sword.

On the plain dozens of miles away, a lake with an area of ​​over 100 hectares appeared in sight, with a small forest beside the lake.

Ling Changqing thought about it and decided to stay here for a while, resting until he was in peak condition before setting off again.

After landing, the first priority is naturally to explore the surrounding terrain and see if there are any dangerous indigenous creatures nearby. Only after confirming that there is no trouble can you rest.

Choosing a flat open space by the lake, Ling Changqing took out three jade tripods from his storage bag and placed them in place. He then took out a few of the fattest rock rats and began to skin and gut them.

Of course, the giant python meat that was previously stored, the spiritual fish caught in the river, the spiritual medicines and wild delicacies were all treated in the same way.

After these pieces of meat full of spiritual energy were washed and cleaned, Ling Changqing threw them into the cauldron, added water, started a fire, covered it with a lid and started stewing.

Compared to taking various fasting elixirs, Ling Changqing actually prefers these spiritual beast ingredients that are rich in spiritual energy. Not only can they replenish qi and blood and improve cultivation, but they also don't have hidden dangers such as elixir poisoning.

"By the way, can my current lifespan limit be increased?"

Ling Changqing suddenly asked.

After all, the lifespan of a foundation-building cultivator is still too short. Even a Golden Core True Person is not enough. The lifespan must be at least at the level of a Nascent Soul True Lord to barely meet his expectations.

Thanks to the magical power of the Era Star Palace, Ling Changqing's lifespan is now equivalent to that of a fake dan immortal, but not as good as that of a golden dan immortal.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Gong Ling's soft voice sounded:
“It can be increased a little, but not too much. The best way is to reach the Golden Core Realm as soon as possible. By then, the upper limit of your life span should not be less than 700 years, right?

As for methods that can prolong life without improving your cultivation, I do have some here, but the price is that your cultivation will be difficult to improve, and you definitely don’t want to try it, Master.”

For cultivators, the most critical factor affecting their lifespan is their own level of cultivation; everything else is secondary.

"Yeah, I got it."

Ling Changqing nodded silently. Some things really need to be handled down to earth. One cannot always think of taking an unconventional approach, lest the gain outweigh the loss.

Taking out the jade map, Ling Changqing began to check his location, the nearby resource output, and whether there were any hidden opportunities. After figuring out the situation, he would decide how to act.

Although his appearance and aura have changed now, Ling Changqing has decided to act alone and will never appear in front of other forces again.

This practice is, of course, to protect the dragon clan and the female cultivators of the Liuying family.

Otherwise, after seeing this, the cultivators from other forces would be able to guess Ling Changqing's true identity with a little probing, and a fight to the death would surely ensue.

When a melee breaks out, I'm afraid more than half of the cultivators from various forces will die and stay in the Dragon Soul Valley forever.

"The best strategy is that after the training in Dragon Soul Valley is over, Master, you should not return to Dragon Palace, if you don't want a river of blood to flow there."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Gong Ling continued to make suggestions.

Ling Changqing frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Rationally speaking, this is indeed the most appropriate choice. As long as I don't show up, those big forces will not easily go to war with the dragon clan.

Otherwise, if the nine great families join forces to besiege the deep-sea dragon clan, coupled with those monsters hiding behind the scenes, those old antiques and living fossils of the dragon clan will inevitably be in danger of falling.

Another possibility is that after all parties can no longer afford to waste time, they will choose to negotiate a ceasefire.

At that time, Ling Changqing will be treated as an unprecedented bargaining chip and put on the table for bargaining by those bigwigs. It is obvious what his future fate will be.

Becoming a tool and losing freedom forever is obviously not a situation that Ling Changqing wants to see.

"Alright, I'll just run away then."

After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, Ling Changqing made a decision.

Let those big shots think that the Son of Fortune has disappeared. Only in this way will they stop targeting the Deep Sea Dragon Clan.

As for Luo Qingxuan and Bai Qingyi, mother and daughter, they were already his Taoist partners, so Ling Changqing was still willing to acknowledge them.

When I achieve the status of a Nascent Soul True Lord or even a Spiritual Transformation Master in the future, I will come back to find them and won’t have to worry about their safety.

Thinking of this, Ling Changqing let out a sigh of relief.

After leaving this time, I will just sneak back to Changqing Island.

It has been a long time since he last saw Ling Qiyue, Tang Qiuyao, and Ling Bingyun and her daughter. He really missed them, and he guessed they felt the same way.

In a moment, the soup in the jade tripod was boiling, the snow-white meat was rolling inside, and the tempting aroma filled the air.

Ling Changqing took out a jade table and set it up, then took out bowls and chopsticks and two pots of wine, sat down and began to feast.

The tender and juicy pieces of meat melted in the mouth, and the ultimate deliciousness bursting on the tip of the tongue made Ling Changqing intoxicated.

Perhaps when I leave, I must collect more spiritual beast food. It would be best to fill up all the storage magic tools on my body so that I can have more meals after I go out.

The specialties of the Dragon Soul Valley cannot be found outside. Next time you want to come in and search, you will have to wait another fifty years.

In fifty years, Ling Changqing felt that it would not be a problem for him to reach the Jindan Zhenren realm. By then, as long as he sealed part of his cultivation, he could still sneak in and seize opportunities.

“…Fellow Daoist, you are in a good mood!”

Suddenly, a voice as cold as ice sounded faintly, and soon it came from far away and approached him.

Ling Changqing did not even raise his head, still concentrating on the food in front of him, and said in a moment of leisure:

"I should have known you were coming. Why? Do you want to share some?"

The voice paused slightly, and then there was a hint of joy: "Then I'd better obey your command!"

Ling Changqing then put down the bronze wine jar in his hand and looked up at the other party. The uninvited guests were two people, a man and a woman.

The man had a simple and honest face, and was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe. He was a little bloated, and had an unremarkable silver axe on his waist.

It was Yu Qingyang, whom he had met once before, the pride of the Yu family. His cultivation level was apparently at the peak of the foundation-building stage, but his actual combat power was difficult to estimate.

There are unconfirmed rumors that this person, while exploring a secret realm more than ten years ago, by chance merged with part of the essence, blood and soul of an ancient mythical beast, Tianhu, thereby greatly increasing his strength.

If this is true, Ling Changqing feels that the other party's true cultivation level must be more than just the foundation-building level.

As for the woman, her appearance was much more eye-catching, wearing a fiery red fairy dress, with long, round and slender legs, and skin so smooth and smooth that it seemed as if it could be blown away.

The red-dressed queen had extremely beautiful facial features, yet she also had a graceful and reserved air of bookishness. The tassels of the gold hairpins on her cloud-like bun trembled slightly, creating gorgeous light and shadows.

"Dragon Clan monk, Wang Changan."

Ling Changqing introduced himself in a calm tone. He now looked like a stern young man in dark clothes with a long sword on his back.

With Gong Ling here, there is no need to worry about outsiders seeing through my disguise.

"Wang Changan, right? I am a cultivator from the Yu family, Yu Qingyang."

The fat man with a simple and honest face sat down opposite with a smile on his face.

Ling Changqing took out two sets of green jade tableware from the storage bag, placed them on the table and gently pushed them over, plus two pots of spiritual wine.

"Thanks, brother. I don't have any other preferences, I just love this kind of food!
Tsk tsk, Fellow Daoist Wang’s cooking skills are really good, I’m in for a treat today!”

Yu Qingyang enthusiastically filled a bowl of spirit beast soup and tasted it with enjoyment.

The lady in red also sat down on the side, with an elegant demeanor, and looked him up and down with her beautiful eyes narrowed.

"Yu Yalan."

A clear and pleasant voice came out from those full and plump red lips, and there were no more unnecessary words.

Dozens of obscure detection spells were used continuously, but no clues were found.

Ling Changqing's expression remained unchanged: "It is an honor for me to have the two most outstanding talents of the new generation of the Yu family appear at the same time."

A few days ago, I saw from afar Yu Qingyang leading a large group of cultivators, aggressively chasing and killing the children of the Yu family. How come now, there is only one person left by his side?
Ling Changqing didn't think that this guy was in the mood to put down his work and run out to travel. He must be planning some bad idea again.

"I'm ashamed to say that,"

Yu Qingyang seemed to see his doubts and explained with a little embarrassment:
"Yesterday we ran into a group of crazy women from the Liuying family. Not only were there a lot of them, but they also liked to launch sneak attacks, so our Yu family suffered a bit!"

"is it?"

Ling Changqing did not comment. This kind of talk is just for reference. If you take it seriously, you will lose.

Yu Qingyang smiled and raised the cup slightly in greeting, then drank it all in one gulp and said with satisfaction:

"This wine tastes really good. It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang has a high status in the Dragon Clan. Why haven't I heard of you before?"

"Just a nobody, not worth mentioning!"

Ling Changqing remained calm: "It is those proud daughters of heaven and the rumored son of luck who are the true elites of the dragon clan."

Yu Yalan, who was standing beside her, gently stroked the wine bottle with her tender jade fingers and asked with a hint of curiosity:

"Friend Wang, you are also from the Dragon Clan. Don't you have any contact with Ling Changqing?"

Ling Changqing said calmly, "I have only seen him from a distance a few times. We can't even talk about dating. His Taoist partner is too fierce and overbearing. How can others get close to him?"

He looked at the two men's expressions and continued, "The latest order we received is to protect that person at all costs, but I personally don't think it makes much sense."

Yu Yalan asked, "Why do you say that? Aren't there many monks trying to track down his whereabouts right now?"

"It's very simple. If he wasn't the so-called son of destiny, he would have been dead by now!
If he is the son of destiny, then as long as he wants, no one in this Dragon Soul Valley should be able to find him, including you!"

Ling Changqing analyzed calmly.

"..."

Yu Qingyang could not help but remain silent, frowning and pondering.

This favored child of heaven did not believe in the various rumors about the Son of Fortune before.

However, the family leaders were very sure of their words and he could not openly disobey them. So he put aside his business of searching for opportunities and ran to track down Ling Changqing.

As for whether there would be any gains, Yu Qingyang was also unsure. Thousands of cultivators were busy with this matter in the Dragon Soul Valley. God knows who would be the lucky one?
Yu Yalan looked at Ling Changqing deeply, and her voice softened:

"In the opinion of Fellow Daoist Wang, all the forces mobilized so much this time, but in the end, they could only work to no avail. Was it all in vain?"

"That's true,"

Ling Changqing nodded: "If that person really has supreme luck and fortune, then naturally everything he wishes for will come true and he will be successful in everything he does!
It is possible that he has already left Dragon Soul Valley quietly by now, and it is impossible to find him by ordinary means!"

Yu Qingyang hurriedly said: "But there are already many elders waiting at the entrance. How could Ling Changqing escape from under their noses?"

“I’m not sure about that. The legendary Son of Fortune must have mysterious and unpredictable methods. Maybe there is a way to get rid of them?

In short, no matter what good things he has, outsiders like us cannot expect them, so this storm is destined not to last too long. "

Ling Changqing explained in a cold tone.

Yu Qingyang remained silent even longer this time.

Yu Yalan next to her also had her brows furrowed, with a hint of unwillingness in her beautiful eyes.

Thinking about it carefully, Ling Changqing's analysis is indeed not without reason. Such a heaven-defying opportunity as the Son of Fortune is indeed not something that the younger generations like them can grasp.

"Sister Lan, it seems that the plan of the ancestors to marry you to Ling Changqing is likely to fail!"

Yu Qingyang turned around and said to her with a smile.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

Yu Yalan glanced at him with some annoyance.

This most outstanding girl among the new generation of Yu family members is actually engaged to a talented young man from the Mu family.

However, after the news about Ling Changqing was passed back to the family, several ancestors immediately made a decision and sent people to the Mu family to cancel the engagement.

This move naturally angered the Mu family's top brass, and the favored son whose engagement was broken off even said:

"Don't bully young people into poverty!"

One day, he will make the Yu family and the son of destiny pay an unbearable price!

Yu Yalan herself didn't feel anything. She had never met that guy from the Mu family before. Was there any need for her to pay attention to his threats?
(End of this chapter)