Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 190 The End of Yuanying Force

The complete demise of the only Yuanying True Lord meant that the Haoyue Sect’s luck had fallen to its lowest point.

The subsequent battle situation quickly became one-sided.

Ling Qiyue, Meng Feiyu and Fu Yinxue, three Jindan Zhenren, joined forces to hunt down the last remaining forces of Haoyue Sect. Wherever they passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere and no one could stop them.

Ling Changqing also followed closely with the other girls, advancing step by step, and quickly killed their way from the bow to the stern.

"...I have sorted out all the memories of that old ghost. There are good things hidden in his residence, and there is no strong guard force!"

Gong Ling's voice sounded.

"What location? Let's go and take a look!"

Ling Changqing killed the fake elixir cultivator in front of him with a sword, and took the two storage magic tools from him.

He had collected a lot of similar trophies along the way, and he would just take stock of them after bringing them back.

Following Gong Ling's instructions, Ling Changqing advanced along the long internal corridor. At this moment, there were only a few monks who dared to rush out to intercept him.

A moment later, he successfully closed the formation restriction and rushed into a secret hall.

The method to break the ban also came from the memory of the Yuanying ancestor, which was relayed to him by Gong Ling.

This place is quite empty. There is nothing else except a cyan-gold alchemy furnace with an ancient shape and shrouded in golden light and purple air standing in the center of the hall.

In front of the alchemy furnace, there was a handsome young monk in his early twenties, with a handsome face.

At this moment, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he seemed to be on the verge of dying.

Hanging around his waist were two fist-sized storage bags that shone with spiritual light and had an exquisite and gorgeous appearance. On his hands, he also wore seven or eight crystal clear jade rings, which were also high-grade space magic tools.

"who are you?"

Ling Changqing stopped and asked with a serious expression.

The other party is also a Jindan Zhenren, and should have been promoted not long ago.

The monk slowly opened his eyes and said weakly:

"Liu Chengbin, the former core elder of Haoyue Sect, was almost possessed by that old ghost. Are you cultivators from Yunhe Sword Sect?"

"No, we are from the Ling family of Changqingzhou."

As Ling Changqing spoke, he moved backward instead of forward.

Before Liu Chengbin could react, several long red rainbows emerged from Ling Changqing's hands and entangled his body like living things.

"You...what are you going to do?"

Liu Chengbin was suddenly frightened and struggled desperately, but in his extremely weak state, it was of no use.

The long red rainbow merged into Liu Chengbin's body without any hindrance, and meandered up along the meridians and internal organs, invading his sea of ​​consciousness without any hesitation.

In a moment, Liu Chengbin's eyes became dull and confused, and then slowly regained clarity.

Ling Changqing was communicating with Gong Ling at the moment: "Does this method work?"

“Don’t worry, Master. This is a restriction method used by immortals in ancient times to control spirit beasts and pets. Even a Yuanying Zhenjun cannot escape its control!
From now on, this guy will be your most loyal slave thug. You can let him guard your house, kill people, set fires, cheat people, and do anything for you. "

"That's good!"

Ling Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that it was not a loss at all after paying thirty years of his life in exchange for this kind of restriction.

When you meet a suitable target in the future, you can use this method to imprison the other person's soul so that he will never betray you.

"...Liu Chengbin, a cultivator from the Haoyue Sect, greets the master!"

At this time, Liu Chengbin struggled to get up and knelt down to salute Ling Changqing in front of him.

Ling Changqing nodded, looked at the space magic weapon on him and asked:

"Are these all the property of that old man?"

"Yes, Master. He has regarded the bodies of his subordinates as his own property, so he carries these things with him."

As Liu Chengbin spoke, he took off the storage bag on his waist and the jade ring on his hand and presented them to Ling Changqing.

These are all the assets and savings of the Yuanying Patriarch. I'm sure there are a lot of good things in them.

Ling Changqing nodded in satisfaction, took out a few third-level pills for restoring mana and replenishing blood from his storage bag and threw them to Liu Chengbin:
"Take it quickly, we may ask you to join the battle later!"

He was thinking that when the remaining elite force of Haoyue Sect came back to support, he could ask Liu Chengbin to help encircle and kill the enemy.

"Yes, Master!"

Liu Chengbin said this, swallowed the pill without hesitation, and then sat down to regulate his breathing.

Ling Changqing let out a breath, his eyes full of joy. Being able to subdue a Jindan-level fighter was of great value.

After this incident is over, a third-level spiritual cave residence can be arranged on Yulong Island for Liu Chengbin to live in. He can practice in seclusion there all year round, which can better deter those foreign forces with bad intentions.

"I never thought that there is a top-grade magical furnace here. This should be the last of the Haoyue Sect's assets, right?"

Ling Changqing looked towards the azure-colored alchemy furnace that stood quietly and with an imposing aura.

According to Gong Ling, this treasure is called "Shuoyue Qingyang Furnace", which can be regarded as one of the most important assets of Haoyue Sect.

Compared with attack and defense magic weapons of the same level, the value of the alchemy furnace is undoubtedly much higher. After all, it is a strategic resource.

With a high-grade alchemy furnace and an alchemist of sufficient skill, one can continuously refine a variety of high-quality elixir resources, which is of indispensable significance to the development and growth of a power.

Now that this treasure has been taken away by Ling Changqing, it means that the Ling family's luck in Changqingzhou has further increased, and the Haoyue Sect no longer has any hope of a comeback in the future.

Ling Changqing didn't say much. He immediately used his spiritual skills to put this extremely precious alchemy furnace into his storage bag.

Even though Ling Qiyue is already a late Jindan True Person and a third-rank alchemist, the alchemy furnace used in her family is still of the highest-grade spiritual weapon level.

It was not until recently that Xue Qingtan obtained a first-grade magical alchemy furnace from the headquarters of the Nebula Falcon Chamber of Commerce and rented it to the Ling family at a relatively fair price.

Of course, in the long run, leasing is only a stopgap measure.

If the Ling family wants to go further and become a veteran Jindan force or even a Yuanying force, this shortcoming must be made up as soon as possible.

Now that they have obtained this top-grade magic furnace, it means that the Ling family can use it to refine more and better third-level pills. Whether for self-use or to earn spirit stone resources after selling it, it is a very good choice.

At this moment, Ling Qiyue and Meng Feiyu finally rushed in with their men, followed by a large group of Ling family monks.

"Husband, are you okay?"

Seeing Ling Changqing standing in front of her in good health, with an unfamiliar Jindan Zhenren next to him, Ling Qiyue blinked her beautiful eyes and asked with a little confusion.

"Yes, it's all right now."

Ling Changqing explained the situation in a few words, and then urged:

"There are still many injured Haoyue Sect monks hiding in those Tianzhou ships. Why not take care of them now?"

"Ok."

Ling Qiyue nodded. Since they wanted to completely eliminate the threat from the Haoyue Sect, they couldn't be soft-hearted in this regard. ...

At the family headquarters.

The elders and disciples of Haoyue Sect were still attacking the protective formation with all their might. Sect Master Ma Deqing had a gloomy expression on his face, staring at the thick light curtain of the formation without saying a word.

Without special means to quickly break through the formation, the war will inevitably drag on.

However, given the Haoyue Sect's dire situation, they simply cannot afford to waste time. After a long time, the Ling Family will see through their weak nature.

By then, it would not be just a matter of defeat for the Haoyue Sect; it would be hard to say whether it could preserve its Taoist heritage.

At this moment, Ma Deqing was caught in a painful dilemma. If he gave up and withdrew his troops immediately, he might be able to save his remaining disciples.

If they choose to fight to the end, it is possible that this last batch of forces will be completely wiped out, and by then the Haoyue Sect will disappear into thin air and be lost in the long river of time.

"Sect Master, something is wrong!"

In the distant sky, a dazzling light came hurriedly. It was a fake Dan monk covered in blood.

Ma Deqing's face suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously:

"Why are you so flustered? What happened?"

The fake Dan cultivator's face turned pale, and he trembled as he said, "The people from the Ling family attacked our camp. The disciples who stayed behind suffered heavy casualties, and the condition of our ancestor is unknown..."

"???"

Ma Deqing suddenly felt his eyes go dark and his head buzzing, and he didn't react for a long time.

Ma Deqing was naturally very clear about the situation in the Tianzhou fleet, especially since the ancestor no longer had the ability to take action. If they encountered a large-scale attack by foreign enemies, they would be unable to resist at all.

"Master, we can't hesitate any longer, let's go back and provide support?"

Master Li said anxiously, and the faces of the elders around him were all livid.

Their wives, concubines, children, and the few remaining belongings were all left in the Tianzhou fleet, and they had to rush back as soon as possible to feel at ease.

Ma Deqing came back to his senses and took a deep breath, saying very unwillingly:
"In that case, let's withdraw our troops!"

When the news spread, all the Haoyue Sect cultivators present breathed a sigh of relief and stopped attacking.

Damn Changqingzhou! Damn the Ling family!

Ma Deqing took one last look at the colorful light curtain of the formation, then led a group of monks to retreat angrily.

……

In the Tianzhou fleet.

In the repeated melee, the magnificent and majestic flagship was riddled with holes and eventually disintegrated in a shocking explosion, with countless fragments falling into the sea amid thick smoke and flames.

The remaining Tianzhou ships were also not spared and were attacked and destroyed one by one by many Ling family monks.

Under Gong Ling's guidance, Ling Changqing led his men into the flagship of another Jindan elder and began to kill indiscriminately.

Liu Chengbin, who had recovered somewhat, followed beside him closely, controlling his own flying sword to strangle the cultivators of Haoyue Sect, thus sharing a lot of pressure.

A moment later, the seriously injured Jindan elder finally showed up and launched a counterattack while shouting angrily.

As a result, the opponent could not last less than ten rounds against Ling Changqing before being killed on the spot by him and Liu Chengbin.

"It would be great if we could drive these Tianzhou ships back. It would also be a great fortune!"

Ling Changqing pondered with a little regret.

This kind of large flying magic weapon carefully crafted by the Nascent Soul forces is naturally of excellent grade and quality. If you go to those large chambers of commerce to buy it, you may not be able to buy it even if you have enough spirit stone resources.

However, this is a battlefield, and Ling Changqing has no time to think so much in the midst of the bloody fight. He can only prioritize killing the enemy's manpower.

As time went on, these huge Tianzhou ships were destroyed one after another, and almost all the monks inside were killed.

“…Almost there!”

Ling Qiyue suddenly said, "The family headquarters sent a warning message saying that their main force has retreated. Should we quit while we're ahead?"

Because sufficient spies had been deployed for surveillance in advance and emergency contact methods had been reserved, Ling Qiyue was able to receive the news in time.

"Okay, then retreat!"

Ling Changqing agreed and said that this was naturally done to avoid too many casualties among the family monks.

So all the monks of the Ling family gathered urgently, boarded dozens of flying boats and fled at high speed, making a big circle and returning to the family headquarters from another direction.

More than half an hour later, the monks from Haoyue Sect finally rushed back in a hurry.

However, what they saw was a fleet of Tianzhou ships that had shrunk by half, with hull fragments scattered all over the vast ocean, countless charred corpses, and wreckage emitting thick smoke.

This scene... is as tragic as it can be.

"Master, you are finally back! The head of the Ling family personally led the cultivators to launch a surprise attack. Our ancestor's life or death is unknown..."

Among the twenty or so surviving Tianzhou ships, several cultivators in the Qi training stage poked their heads out tremblingly, came forward and cried.

Now, not only have most of the remaining cultivators died, but the only Yuanying Zhenjun has also completely lost contact. It seems that the situation is very dangerous, which means that the greatest reliance of Haoyue Sect is no longer there.

From now on, they can no longer call themselves a Nascent Soul force.

"Damn it, damn it! I'm going to tear you all into pieces, you bastards from the Ling family!"

Ma Deqing's face was gloomy, his fingers hidden in the sleeves of his Taoist robe were creaking, and the anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting.

The monks around were all silent, but the fear and despair in their eyes could not be concealed.

Without Yuanying Zhenjun, without more than half of the disciples, and without wealth and resources, can the remaining forces still revive the sect's foundation?
Master Li had a dark face and ordered a group of disciples to go to the sea to rescue the survivors. Then he came to Ma Deqing and asked in a low voice:

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

Ma Deqing said coldly: "Do you have any opinions?"

Master Li pursed his lips and said helplessly:

"It is impossible to continue plotting for Changqingzhou's foundation now. It is better to leave as soon as possible and find a suitable place to live."

Anyway, the only Nascent Soul ancestor has already died, and those seriously injured cultivators are almost all dead, so there is no need to rush anymore.

Gather the existing forces and continue to go to the depths of the ocean to find a suitable place and then stay there.

In the future, as long as the Haoyue Sect develops in a low-key manner and does not cause trouble, it can still survive and be passed down as a senior Jindan force.

Ma Deqing pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "Forget it, let it be!"

When the sky was bright, the much smaller Tianzhou fleet had already left and flew towards the end of the vast sky.

The Ling family leaders who received the news did not take it lightly and sent out several waves of monks to search and monitor the waters off Changqing Island to prevent the other party from having any bad ideas.

After repeated confirmation and finding no abnormal movements, the top management of the Ling family was convinced that these guys would not come back.

(End of this chapter)