Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 165 Ling Changqing: Three Women, One Drama
Compared with Yu Yalan’s previous harvest, this piece of spiritual gold was obviously much larger.

However, what made Yu Qingyang a little depressed was that this piece of Yunxi iron could only be considered a first-level material and was not worth a few spirit stones at all.

"Forget it, let's keep trying!"

The fat man sighed and threw the fishing line back into the sea of ​​stars.

Ling Changqing silently gazed at the sea of ​​stars in front of him, and felt his spiritual thoughts quietly extending along the end of the fishing line into the deepest part of the sea of ​​stars.

Then, he felt that he was already in a vast, mysterious and magnificent sea of ​​stars, surrounded by gorgeous stars of different sizes and colors.

For a moment, Ling Changqing felt that these celestial bodies were living creatures. They woke up from their deep sleep and looked at him, the sudden intruder, with curiosity.

For Ling Changqing, it was like a small ant being looked down upon and scrutinized by many giant dragons.

Maybe... if one of the giant dragons just blows a breath, Ling Changqing's soul will be turned into ashes?
He didn't like this feeling, but he had no way to deal with it.

At this moment, the Era Star Palace had fallen completely silent, and even the palace spirits no longer communicated with Ling Changqing.

Just when Ling Changqing was unable to bear the pressure, the billions of stars around him finally had a new reaction.

Without any warning, a dark golden star larger than a mountain flew out from the depths of the sea of ​​stars and flew towards Ling Changqing at a speed faster than lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the star flew into the depths of his soul and disappeared without a trace.

"...Friend Wang, your fishing rod is responding!"

Yu Qingyang's voice sounded beside my ears.

Ling Changqing blinked his eyes when he reacted, and found that Yu Yalan and her brother were looking at him with surprised expressions, as if they didn't understand why he suddenly became distracted.

Ling Changqing smiled awkwardly and quickly pulled up the fishing rod.

Sure enough, a beautiful ball of light as big as a fist and like solidified egg white appeared at the end of the fishing line and flew over lightly with his movements.

Ling Changqing reached out and caught it at the right time. This piece of spiritual gold was not too heavy and any ordinary person could lift it.

"Eh? This seems to be... Bing Gaoyin?"

Yu Yalan next to her said with a surprised look.

Binggao silver is a third-grade medium-quality spiritual gold material. It is one of the main materials used to refine defensive magic weapons and is a relatively scarce strategic resource in the market.

Yu Qingyang sighed with emotion: "Fellow Daoist Wang's luck is indeed... He got third-level materials right away, which is much better than us!"

Ling Changqing smiled: "This is just the beginning. Who knows what will happen next? Your gains may not be worse than mine."

"Yeah, that's right, I just don't believe I can't catch anything good!"

Yu Qingyang snorted and clenched the fishing rod in his hand tightly.

Not long after, he caught another ball of chilly and faint red light, and this time it was indeed a piece of second-level spiritual gold material.

Yu Qingyang immediately smiled happily and regained the confidence that belongs to a child of destiny.

At this moment, the monks in the distance each had gained varying amounts of gains.

It's just that their luck was even worse. The quality of the spiritual gold materials they caught was very ordinary. They were basically first-level materials, and there were very few second-level ones.

In Ling Changqing's opinion, this is not surprising. The Yu family siblings are also favored children with good fortune. Their conditions in all aspects are not on the same level as ordinary family children.

So it is normal that they have better luck. As for Ling Changqing's own situation, it can no longer be measured by common sense.

After putting the piece of ice silver into the storage bag, Ling Changqing continued fishing as usual.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, in front of the magnificent and majestic hall of the Era Star Palace, a dark golden humanoid statue appeared at some point, wearing full armor and holding a halberd.

After seeing the statue, Ling Changqing immediately understood that it should be the transformed form of the dark golden star that flew over.

The charming Gong Ling stood beside the statue, looking at it with interest.

"what is this?"

Ling Changqing’s mind asked the question.

"It's a pretty good way to save your life!"

Gong Ling explained gently: "Leave it here, and use your spiritual power to continue to nurture it. When needed, you can use it to fight the enemy."

"What's the level of combat power?"

"It is one realm higher than your cultivation level, Master. It can currently exert a combat power equivalent to the late Jindan stage. It lasts for 150 breaths and can only be used once."

"Is that so? It's really a good way to save your life!"

Ling Changqing nodded. As long as this method was used well, it could be a killer weapon for a desperate counterattack or survival at the critical moment.

The lethality of a cultivator in the late Jindan stage is a common consensus and needs no further explanation.

Moreover, as Ling Changqing's cultivation level increases, the combat power of this combat puppet transformed by the power of the stars will also increase.

It's a pity that it's only a one-time use, it would be nice if it could be used more than once.

Gong Ling seemed to see through Ling Changqing's thoughts and said, "If your luck continues to be good, there should be more gains like this next time, right?"

"I hope so!"

Ling Changqing said that no one would ever have too many trump cards.

Even if you don't need it in the future, you can give it to your close friends as a reward.

Ling Changqing collected his chaotic thoughts and continued to concentrate on fishing.

After a moment, the fishing rod in Yu Yalan's hand responded again.

Amid a pleasant buzzing sound, a long transparent fishing line rose into the air with a ball of silver-gray light.

Yu Yalan's face showed a slight joy, and she immediately reached out to catch the ball of light. This time it was still a piece of second-level spiritual gold: Silent Cloud Sand, an important material that could be used to refine a second-level Taoist soldier puppet.

Ling Changqing praised him a few times. It doesn't cost anything to say nice things. Yu Qingyang kept a straight face and said nothing, staring fiercely at the movement of the fishing rod.

In the distant sky, light and shadow intertwined. Another group of monks rode flying swords and hurried over. Then came the second group, the third group...

Five groups of monks came, ranging from dozens to hundreds of people. They were from the Liuying family, the Mu family, the Feng family, the Tang family, and the Yu family.

The cultivators leading the Liuying family this time were Liuying Bingchan and Liuying Mengluan. No one knew where Liuying Jing, who had met Ling Changqing once, had gone.

There were more than fifty cultivators from the Tang family present this time, and their strength was decent. The leader was still Tang Yifeng, but beside him there was a gorgeous woman with a graceful appearance and a sweet smile.

The beautiful woman was dressed in a sea-blue dress embroidered with the sun, moon, wind and clouds, and had cloud-like hair and phoenix hairpins. She had a plump, graceful and enchanting figure, and her beautiful dark eyes looked around intently.

The cultivators of the Yu family are still led by the brothers Yu Piaoyun and Yu Piaoyue, and the number of family members around them is close to a hundred.

However, standing side by side with the twin brothers, there is also a pair of twin sisters who are as pretty and charming as pearls and bright moons.

Their facial features are all exactly the same, delicate and bright. The same style of Taoist robes outlines the curves of their tall and graceful figures. The colors of the robes are black and white. The majestic snow-capped mountains in front of them appear arrogant and domineering.

The Mu family and Feng family's teams also had varying numbers of beauties with different styles and temperaments, all of them were dressed in gorgeous attire and looked radiant.

Ling Changqing raised his head slightly and took a glance, and found that the Liuying family had the largest number of female cultivators, nearly two hundred people, and all of them were beauties with beautiful faces and graceful figures.

Therefore, the teams from other families subconsciously kept a safe distance from them to prevent these female cultivators from suddenly turning hostile.

"...Did they notice something?"

Ling Changqing looked at the fishing rod in his hand, thinking secretly.

But on second thought, he quickly ruled out this possibility.

Thanks to Gong Ling's help, his appearance, aura, height, body shape, and even the trajectory of his destiny are now completely different from before, and it is impossible for them to see any clues.

That can only be said to be a coincidence. After all, the opportunity in Meteorite Abyss is no less important than that in Fallen Cherry Mountains. It is worth coming to take a look. The top leaders of the major families are not willing to let others get it for free.

Before Ling Changqing and Yu Qingyang spoke, Yu Yalan could no longer hold back and said with a smile:
"So it's the two sisters Bingchan and Mengluan who are here! And all you girls, what brings you all here today?"

The twin sisters of the Yu family glanced at her, and the woman in the Taoist robe as white as snow smiled and said:

"Is there anything so confusing about this? Everyone's goal seems to be the same as yours, right?"

Yu Yalan smiled and said, "My sister is honest, but this matter is really too difficult. Just finding Ling Changqing is enough of a headache..."

After finding the person, you have to communicate with him/her, try to gain his/her trust, and then you can try to poach him/her and recruit him/her for your own use.

Each family was determined to win, but they were actually unsure, especially these gifted girls. If Ling Changqing just didn't like them, then their future fate would be hard to predict.

Yu Qingyang raised his head and said calmly:
"This kind of thing...can't be forced. No matter how hard we prepare, if that person doesn't approve, everything will be in vain!"

Liuying Bingchan smiled without saying anything. The marriage certificate handwritten by Ling Changqing was still entrusted to Elder Liuying Lingji for safekeeping.

She felt that Ling Changqing was unlikely to go back on his word, so she had enough confidence in this matter. It was enough for her to just keep it in mind and there was no need to explain it too clearly.

Liuying Mengluan beside her blinked her beautiful eyes and said softly:

"Brother Daoist Qingyang is right. We can't do anything right now. We can only wait for him to come to us."

Yu Piaoyun, who accompanied him, said suddenly: "There is one thing I don't understand. Even if he shows up and is willing to accept you, how are you young ladies going to divide it?

You won't really have to share a husband in the future, right? You are all arrogant and look down on others. Can you accept such a situation?"

Tang Yifeng stroked the huge bow on his body that was glowing with spiritual light, and agreed with a smile:
"You can consider it. Sharing opportunities with others is better than getting no benefit at all! What do you think, sisters?"

Liuying Bingchan snorted, her voice low: "Of course, this matter needs to be considered carefully. If the sisters are really destined to be together forever, it is not impossible to discuss it!"

Naturally, she was quite resistant in her heart. How could a daughter of heaven share a man with an outsider?
However, once such words are spoken, it will easily become the target of public criticism and attract their unanimous attack.

And if it was Ling Changqing, this would not be impossible.

Yu Qingyang turned his head and said indifferently: "If you want to plot against that person, you can't do it in a hurry. Now that we are here, let's take advantage of the opportunity here first, don't let both ends go to waste!"

The opening time of Meteorite Abyss is limited. Each cultivator can stay here for a maximum of three days. After that, there will be no more gains.

The monks then stopped talking, each chose a piece of land to sit down, set up formations and restrictions, then took out their fishing gear and tried their luck.

"...Fellow Daoist Wang, the situation may not be very good later!"

Yu Yalan hesitated for a moment, and then sent a telepathic message: "When will your team of cultivators from the Deep Sea Dragon Clan come over?"

Ling Changqing responded: "I don't know about that either. They should be looking for that person now, right? They may not come here."

Yu Yalan whispered, "Then you can come with us later. Qingyang has already contacted a group of family monks, and they are rushing over here."

Facing monks acting in groups, Wang Changan would undoubtedly be in danger if he was alone, so Yu Yalan made this suggestion.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Sister Lao Yalan!"

Ling Changqing responded calmly.

"..."

Yu Yalan's face blushed slightly. This unfamiliar dragon cultivator actually called her sister, but she didn't feel disgusted.

At this moment, Ling Changqing's fishing rod responded again.

He exerted a little force, and the fishing line flew up lightly, with a ball of azure blue light at the end, which was quite heavy.

Ling Changqing tensed his muscles, reached out his hand to catch it, and there was a slight cracking sound from his wrist.

"Is it this heavy?"

He couldn't help but frown. Fortunately, he was still an individual cultivator, and his physical physique was comparable to that of a cultivator at the True Dan level, otherwise he would have been unable to bear it.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, did you...get a piece of Cangxi crystal iron?"

Yu Qingyang said in surprise.

When some meteorites fall to the earth, the remaining cores usually contain this spiritual gold, which is heavier than one can imagine.

The piece of Cangxi crystal iron in Ling Changqing's hand was only the size of a fist, but he could hardly lift it.

This thing is a third-grade top-quality material, usually one of the key materials used to create defensive magic weapons and sky boats. It goes without saying how valuable it is.

There was a hint of joy in Yu Yalan's beautiful eyes. It seemed that Fellow Daoist Wang had good luck indeed. He caught two pieces of third-level materials not long after he arrived.

In the distance, Liuying Mengluan, who had just fished up a piece of precious jade, turned her head to look over here, a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes.

That unfamiliar cultivator doesn't look like a member of the Yu family, so how did he get involved with Yu Qingyang and his sister?
At this moment, she didn't think much about it. After a brief pause, she turned her attention back to the fishing rod in her hand.

For the next half hour, Ling Changqing was unstoppable and caught five or six pieces of second- and third-level spiritual gold materials in succession.

In front of the hall of the Era Star Palace, there were two more statues of those magical dark gold stars, which meant that Ling Changqing had three Taoist puppets in the late Jindan stage, although they were only disposable consumables.

Such good luck not only stunned Yu Qingyang and his sister, but even the teams of cultivators in the distance kept looking over here.

After hesitating for a moment, the girl in white with eyebrows like distant mountains and a timid look, who was the leader of the Mu family's team, stood up and walked towards Ling Changqing.

"What is she going to do?"

Yu Yalan frowned slightly, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her soft voice.

"You're not here just to fight, are you?"

Yu Qingyang smiled and didn't plan to intervene for the time being.

"...Fellow Daoist, I am Mu Yunxiu, the eldest daughter of the Mu family."

The girl in white walked to the side of the formation, bowed slightly, and said softly:
"I am preparing to make a magic weapon, but I am just short of some suitable materials. I wonder if you can spare me that piece of Cangxi crystal iron? The price is negotiable!"

Ling Changqing nodded: "It doesn't matter if the girl wants it, the price will be based on the market price!"

"That's great. Thank you very much, fellow Taoist!"

Mu Yunxiu smiled with curved eyebrows, took out a bottle of second-level elixir from his storage bag and handed it over, saying:

"This is our family's specialty, the Lulu Pill, which is quite effective in healing wounds. What do you think of exchanging ten of these pills for your Cangxi Crystal Iron?"

Ling Changqing smiled and said, "Of course, I made some money."

He took the pill bottle, took out the piece of Cangxi crystal iron and handed it to Mu Yunxiu.

The girl in white actually picked it up, shook it in her palm as if it were nothing, and then easily put it into her storage bag.

"...I never thought that the girl is also a physical practitioner?"

Ling Changqing was a little surprised. This girl looked timid and fragile, but he never expected that she was so strong, almost as strong as himself.

It can be seen that these gifted daughters of heaven, carefully cultivated by the nine great families, all have their own strengths and should not be underestimated.

Mu Yunxiu smiled innocently, took a few steps closer with her graceful body, and said softly:

"I see that fellow Daoist seems to have also practiced physical cultivation techniques, but he has not yet reached a profound level. Why don't you come to my place and practice with me so that we can exchange our cultivation experiences and insights?"

"Uh, well..."

Ling Changqing looked at her doubtfully, feeling that the purpose of this invitation was not so simple.

"Mu Yunxiu, don't you think your actions are a bit excessive?"

Yu Yalan next to her raised her eyebrows and spoke in a cold voice.

Although she had no friendship with this dragon cultivator, they were acquaintances after all. If she was lured over by him in this way, she would always feel like someone was stealing her away.

The proud and arrogant Yu Yalan could not stand this kind of grievance.

Mu Yunxiu blinked her beautiful eyes with a silly and cute expression on her face:

"I just want to talk to him, nothing else! Why are you so nervous, sister?"

Yu Yalan sneered: "Friend Wang is a guest of my Yu family. If you want to take advantage of him like this, you really don't take our family seriously, right?"

If her own team of monks had not arrived yet, she really wanted to teach the other party a lesson.

Mu Yunxiu spread his hands and said innocently:

"Sister Lan, I didn't steal your Taoist partner, is it necessary to have such a big reaction?
Could it be that... Sister, you actually like him, so you don't plan to look for the son of destiny? Will your ancestors allow you to be so willful? "

Mu Yunxiu naturally knew that Yu Yalan had broken off her engagement with the proud son of the Mu family.

Even though this matter has nothing to do with her, as a descendant of the Mu family, she obviously won't have a very good impression of Yu Yalan.

Now that there was such an opportunity, it was inevitable that Mu Yunxiu would secretly say a few words to stab her.

(End of this chapter)