Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 256 Mu Yunxiu: It's You
The capital of the Holy Yuxian Dynasty.

At this moment, in the magnificent upper study, the emperor was discussing matters with a group of trusted ministers.

In the golden tripod in the corner of the hall, the finest spices were burning, and green smoke was curling up. The important figures present all had solemn faces and were not smiling, making the atmosphere seem a bit depressing.

Emperor Shangguan Yuchu was a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance. He wore a purple gold crown on his head and an elegant purple robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns. He had deep eyes and sat upright on the throne with his back straight.

The leader of this Immortal Dynasty has been on the throne for hundreds of years. His cultivation has reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and it is said that he could have broken through to the Void Refinement Realm long ago.

However, according to the rules of the royal family of the Shengyu Immortal Dynasty, as long as the emperor breaks through the realm of refining emptiness, he must hand over power and abdicate automatically, becoming the supreme elder of the royal family.

Therefore, Shangguan Yuchu had been stuck in his cultivation realm and refused to break through. After all, the enormous power and massive resources that the emperor could control were much greater than those of a mere supreme elder.

Naturally, there were complaints within the royal family, including the princes and princesses, who all hoped that this old man would die quickly so that the throne of emperor could be vacated for them to compete for.

"…Your Majesty, the news just came that Tianquan Pass has been breached by the joint forces of the two families, the nineteenth prince who was stationed here was killed in the battle, and our dynasty's monk corps suffered heavy losses!"

An important official with a square brow and a righteous demeanor said with a frown.

During these days of war, the situation was not very favorable for the Shengyu Xian Dynasty.

Not only did the Mu and Cui families send out all their elite troops to rush into the borders of the Immortal Dynasty to capture cities and plunder land, but many high-level cultivators of unknown origin also participated in it, causing the cultivator army of the Shengyu Immortal Dynasty to suffer repeated losses.

As of yesterday, many important cities and passes in the territory of the Immortal Dynasty had fallen, causing heavy casualties and considerable losses of property and resources.

"...The Mu family is no longer the same Mu family as before!"

Shangguan Yuchu's expression did not change at all, and he said slowly: "The Cui family is probably the same. They are behaving like this, clearly wanting the Immortal Dynasty to fight them to a mutual defeat, and then perish together?"

A few days ago, he had ordered the adjustment of the combat strategy, deploying a large number of elite forces in advance, as well as a group of supreme elders from the clan, to snipe and kill the enemy's high-level monks.

However, we will have to wait for some time to see the specific effect.

"What your Majesty said is true!"

A senior official with a dark complexion and a dignified look said, "We don't know who is behind these two families yet. I think it is probably the forces from the surrounding states."

"Well, since it involves the conspiracy of foreign forces, the nature of this war is different. There is no way our Immortal Dynasty will be defeated..."

Another white-haired old man spoke slowly.

A graceful woman in Taoist robes said, "Just yesterday, the envoys from the Yu Family, the Tang Family, and the Liuying Family all expressed their willingness to support our Immortal Dynasty to win this war and thwart their plans!

The remaining few have not yet expressed their views, but they are unlikely to support outsiders, so we don’t have to worry at all.”

Shangguan Yuchu nodded, with a hint of smile on his face: "That's it! Keep a close eye on the latest developments of the two senior executives, and report immediately if there is any situation."

The death of a son was nothing to him, as he still had hundreds of living princes and princesses!
Moreover, as long as he wants, he can allow the huge group of concubines in the harem to continue to have children, it doesn't matter at all.

……

In the endless wilderness, dark clouds hung low, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down like the water from the Milky Way that had been opened.

High above the sky, a large group of monks are fighting desperately, blazing sword energy and knife light are everywhere, hundreds of magic weapons are bombarding each other madly, and powerful magical powers and spells are falling like raindrops.

The cause of the war was that a team of monks from each side met unexpectedly in the wild, and the conflict broke out naturally.

Moreover, the leaders of the teams also called on their friends and all the friendly troops nearby to come and help, and it soon turned into a scene of tens of thousands of monks fighting desperately.

The violent tide of spiritual energy filled the sky and earth. The celestial phenomena changed dramatically and complicatedly. Suddenly, dark clouds hung low and covered the whole area. The surroundings were so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

Suddenly, there was a howling wind and raging cold. Fist-sized hailstones fell endlessly, and heavy snow fell, freezing an area of ​​millions of miles.

Otherwise, the sun is scorching in the sky, yellow sand is rolling and covering the sky, and flaming meteorites are falling from the sky, turning the earth into a sea of ​​​​lava and fire.

In just one stick of incense, all the cities, towns and villages in the war zone were razed to the ground, turning into scorched earth with no grass growing on them. Poor tens of millions of ordinary people didn't even have a chance to escape.

"...So this is the great war in the world of immortal cultivation? It really is a war that destroys the heavens and the earth, and all living things suffer."

On a low mountain peak, Ling Changqing, who had undergone a complete transformation, stood on a huge rock, silently watching the bloody battle in the distant sky.

In the past, he had never seen how much damage could be caused by a legion of more than ten thousand monks fighting each other. Perhaps even the nuclear war in his previous life could not compare to it.

The Zhao Wanyi sisters also felt the same way. They had never witnessed a bloody battle of such a scale before, including Shangguan Qingying.

"After this battle, I'm afraid all three families will be seriously injured. I wonder how many hundreds of years it will take to recover?"

Beside her, Zhao Wanqing, who was dressed in tight green soft armor and had a curvy figure, whispered.

"Hundreds of years?"

Zhao Wanyi rolled her eyes at her sister and sneered, "It may take thousands of years for them to recover! And it's hard to say whether the Mu and Cui families will have a chance to recover."

"Indeed, I think so too!"

Ling Changqing nodded.

The Mu family and the Cui family encountered an unprecedented disaster. It is hard to say how many members of the family will survive afterwards.

If the situation were worse, these two families would most likely be directly removed from the list, and their family assets would be plundered and divided up by other families.

In the future of Yuzhou's immortal cultivation world, the traditional nine major families will become seven major families.

But it is hard to say what the end of the Shengyu Xian Dynasty will be. If luck is good, the country's prosperity should be able to continue, but decline is also inevitable, and its traditional territory and interests will shrink significantly.

This is the cruel and dark side of the world of cultivating immortals. No matter how powerful a force is, once its strength shows signs of decline, it will inevitably attract malicious eyes and covetousness, and no one is an exception.

Even the closest and strongest allies can rarely be relied upon at critical moments. Being able to remain neutral and not add insult to injury is already a sign of great conscience.

Above the sky, those monks in green Taoist robes are from the Mu family, those in white are from the Cui family, and those in red are from the Shengyu Immortal Dynasty.

The Mu family and the Cui family have an advantage in numbers, while the cultivators of the Shengyu Immortal Dynasty are mostly one step higher in average cultivation level.

Therefore, the monks of both sides are now evenly matched and neither can do anything to the other for the time being.

As Ling Changqing looked around, he saw seriously injured and dying monks falling from the sky with screams, and hitting the ground heavily, with no one knowing whether they were alive or dead.

There were also many unlucky guys who were directly turned into ashes in the air by powerful magical spells, and no trace was left.

"Husband, what should we do now?"

Zhao Wanyi asked softly.

Both sides of the battle have cultivators at the Nascent Soul True Lord realm, and their number is not small, so this place is not safe.

"No rush, let's take a look first and then talk."

Ling Changqing said that he didn't care whether he would be targeted or not. With Gong Ling's secret assistance, it would not be a problem for him to escape easily.

The brutal fighting was still going on, and occasionally a small group of monks would come from afar to join in, ranging from a dozen to hundreds of people, from all sides.

After one day and one night, more than 70% of the cultivators had died, and the remaining cultivators still showed no signs of stopping. Even though most of them were injured, they still chose to continue fighting to the death. Most of those who were still alive at this time were cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Golden Core Realm, or physical cultivators with strong physical bodies. The casualties of the Nascent Soul True Lords on both sides were not that great.

"Do they... have to fight to the last man?"

Ling Changqing said with a hint of doubt.

According to normal logic, as long as the casualty rate exceeds a certain proportion, the morale of the disadvantaged party is likely to collapse, leading to a rout.

Of course, the monks are different from the armies of the mortal kingdom. The will of this group is particularly firm, and they will not retreat easily unless they face an irresistible enemy.

Zhao Wanyi frowned and said, "That's about it! And those Yuanying Zhenjuns are especially long-lived, it's not that easy for them to die."

"Then let's... retreat!"

Ling Changqing sighed. He had been thinking about whether he could pick up a bargain and make some money from someone who had died, but now it seemed that it was unlikely.

Both sides of the war took this situation into consideration, so they specially arranged a group of monks to deal with the aftermath. While treating the wounded, they also promptly recovered the bodies of their own monks who died in the battle, including their personal magic weapons and property.

So whether he is willing or not, Ling Changqing has no chance unless he is determined to have a head-on conflict with those monks.

"...If you insist on trying, Master, I can help you."

Gong Ling's soft voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Okay, that's settled."

Ling Changqing nodded and asked Zhao Wanyi and her sister to take shelter in the blessed land of Jiyuan Star Palace. He then hid his tracks with the help of the palace spirit.

As for the price, it was only ten years of life. When Ling Changqing was training in Dragon Soul Valley, he gained a lot of benefits with this ability, and he was able to leave safely afterwards.

After identifying the direction, Ling Changqing, in stealth mode, flew into the air and approached the battlefield area silently.

A moment later, accompanied by shrill screams, two Jindan monks covered in blood fell from the sky. They fainted before they hit the ground. Judging from the color of their clothes, they were from the Shengyu Xian Dynasty.

Ling Changqing quietly stepped forward, reached out and took away several storage bags on their waists, as well as the rings with shining light on their hands, and then left quickly.

After a few breaths, several monks from the Immortal Dynasty followed the trail and came over. They fed the two wounded men some elixirs, then picked them up and left.

They did not notice that something was missing from the wounded. Even if they did, they would only suspect that it was the enemy monks who were causing the trouble, and would not think that it was someone else.

In this way, Ling Changqing took advantage of the situation and made a fortune. In a short while, he brought back hundreds of storage magic tools, and also picked up some ownerless magic weapons and spiritual tools.

Most of the cultivators who died in the battle were at the foundation-building and elixir-forming levels, ranging from false elixir to golden elixir, while Yuanying Zhenjun was relatively rare.

Ling Changqing didn't care about the outcome. He just wandered around the battlefield and would attack when he found a suitable target, no matter which camp they belonged to.

As for the spoils, Ling Changqing threw them all into the blessed land of the Era Star Palace for storage. This space is equivalent to an independent small world of caves and can accommodate storage tools for a long time.

After more than an hour, the fighting in the sky seemed to show signs of stopping. It should be that the Yuanying Zhenjuns of both sides reached an agreement and planned to stop for the time being.

Ling Changqing had quietly collected hundreds of storage artifacts and dozens of good magic weapons at this time, and was very satisfied.

At this moment, with a scream of pain, a seriously injured girl fell from the sky and landed straight down dozens of steps away.

"Mu Yunxiu?"

Ling Changqing was slightly startled as he recognized this timid and delicate girl with eyebrows like distant mountains. She was the proud daughter of the Mu family, Mu Yunxiu, whom he had met in the Meteorite Abyss of the Dragon Soul Valley.

At the beginning, this girl tried to strike up a conversation with Ling Changqing under the pretext of exchanging spiritual gold materials, trying to poach him, but was blocked by Yu Yalan and her sister.

The cultivation level of this young girl is at the peak of the Golden Core Stage. The reason why she has been able to persist until now is probably because of her status as a physical cultivator and the fact that her physique is much stronger than that of cultivators of the same level.

After hesitating for a moment and looking at several monks from the Saint Yu Immortal Dynasty rushing over from a distance, Ling Changqing leaned over and pulled up Mu Yunxiu, taking her into the blessed land of the Jiyuan Star Palace.

In addition to Zhao Wanyi and her sister, Yu Yalan, Yu Youqin, Yu Ruoshuang, Luo Qingxuan and other girls were also resting in the blessed land at this time. They all knew Mu Yunxiu and would probably take good care of her.

He continued to search for a while until the fighting in the sky completely stopped. Then Ling Changqing quietly stopped and left the battlefield area far away.

……

Thousands of miles away, in an unknown cave somewhere.

Mu Yunxiu moved his body while sleeping and woke up slowly. The pain from the wounds on his body was not as exaggerated as he had imagined. Perhaps it was because his recovery ability was strong enough?

She closed her eyes slightly and tried to move a few times. She found that her hands and feet were still flexible, and she had no missing limbs or signs of poisoning.

The eldest daughter of the Mu family breathed a sigh of relief, as this meant that she had not suffered any damage that was difficult to recover from, and that it would not have a negative impact on her great cause.

"...Sister, are you awake?"

Without any warning, a soft and beautiful voice sounded faintly in my ears.

Mu Yunxiu was startled and suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and saw a familiar beautiful face coming into view.

"You...you are Sister Yalan?"

She widened her bright eyes in surprise and sat up from the bed.

Wasn't this Miss Yu from my memory missing for many years? Why did she suddenly appear in front of me today?

And...she is actually already a Yuanying Zhenjun? It's simply unbelievable!

Dressed in a bright red feathered dress with proud curves, the beautiful and elegant Yu Yalan smiled and said softly:

"I didn't expect that after so many years, we could meet again here, and this time it was not me who saved you, but my husband."

"Husband? You actually have a Taoist partner?"

Mu Yunxiu just felt that his mind was a little stuck.

In the beginning, this young lady broke off her engagement with a legitimate son of the Mu family for the sake of Ling Changqing, the son of luck. But later, when Ling Changqing disappeared, she also disappeared, and no one knew where she went.

Who would have thought that now, this person has not only become a Yuanying Zhenjun, but has also become someone else's Taoist partner?
"Who else could my Taoist partner be other than Ling Changqing?"

Yu Yalan smiled slightly and pulled the beautiful young man in purple clothes with a graceful figure over to her.

"So... you are the legendary son of destiny? You didn't look like this before."

Mu Yunxiu looked Ling Changqing up and down, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement.

When I approached him to exchange spiritual gold materials, his attitude was quite easy-going and approachable, and it was obvious that he had a good personality.

Ling Changqing said gently: "Fairy Mu, you should be thankful that you are lucky enough, otherwise you would probably be beheaded by now."

Mu Yunxiu smiled, her beautiful big eyes curved into crescent shapes:

“It is my greatest luck to have you, the son of destiny, personally intervene!
Since you saved me, I am yours from now on!"

(End of this chapter)