Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 288 Xia Qingying: I was the first one to come

As the heavy footsteps got closer, the huge square was filled with murderous intent.

These Taoist puppets that suddenly appeared were also an important part of the Hongmeng Temple's defense system. Moreover, they obviously knew how to attack together, and they were approaching slowly from all directions.

Being in a different place, Ling Changqing felt that it would be difficult for him to escape from such a dilemma.

"…Bastards, let's fight them!"

The leading powerful incarnation roared, endured the pain and stood up, summoned his own natal flying sword, and tried to lead his companions to fight their way out.

Unfortunately, dozens of foreign monks who were already at the end of their strength, how could they possibly withstand the strong attack from these Taoist puppets whose individual strength was comparable to that of the first-grade fourth-level soldiers?

Dozens of magical weapons with shining light and shadow flew out and focused their fire on the Taoist puppets in the front. They were soon covered with wounds and their reaction speed became noticeably slow. The two puppets that were most seriously damaged even disintegrated directly.

However, the number of Taoist puppets surrounding them was too large, and they surrounded them so tightly that there was no way these guys could resist.
In just a stick of incense, all the surviving monks were slaughtered, not even a single one was left alive.

As a price, more than twenty-five Taoist soldier puppets were severely damaged and were no longer able to fight.

"What a pity! They must have been seriously injured, otherwise they would have the combat power equivalent to the peak of the fifth level now!"

Meng Feiyu sighed with a hint of regret.

Obviously, a powerful group of foreign monks had broken into here before and caused a devastating blow to these Taoist puppets, and that incident did not happen too long ago.

Therefore, these Taoist puppets that are slowly recovering under the effect of the magic circle now only have combat power equivalent to the initial stage of Nascent Soul.

In the magic projection mirror, the Taoist puppets that had not been damaged put away their weapons and began to carry those that were severely damaged, bringing their remains back to several halls on the edge of the square.

According to Meng Feiyu, those halls are equipped with special magic arrays and puppets with maintenance capabilities that can help them recover faster.

Under ideal circumstances, in just a few hundred years, the strength of these Taoist soldier puppets will be restored to the initial level of the fourth stage.

As for the souls and bodies of those dead monks, as well as their personal belongings, they will all be devoured and refined by the underground magic circle, and no bit of resources will be wasted.

"Let's go, there's nothing for us to do here."

Meng Feiyu said that these Taoist puppets would handle everything and she didn't need to intervene.

"Madam, can you control the Taoist puppets here?"

Ling Changqing asked, his side had limited manpower and strength, if he could use these Taoist puppets as free thugs, he wouldn't have to be afraid of those foreign monks in the future.

"It's more difficult,"

Meng Feiyu shook her head: "My current cultivation is far from what it was back then, and I don't have a token, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it.

Unless... we can successfully enter the core altar area and obtain the token left behind, we can naturally take over the control of the entire dojo."

"It's okay, we can definitely do it."

Ling Changqing smiled and said that if he and she couldn't do it together, then the other teams of cultivators couldn't even think about it.

The four of them continued on their journey. Along the way, Meng Feiyu used the magic of insight from time to time to take in all the movements in the surrounding area, and successively discovered several groups of foreign monks.

In a quiet courtyard, beside the vermilion palace wall, more than thirty male and female monks gathered in front of a silver portal shrouded in spiritual light, holding various magical instruments and gesticulating with each other, and occasionally discussing in low voices.

Obviously, they wanted to find a way to open this portal. After all, the entire courtyard had been explored and no other exit could be found.

In another magnificent palace, four groups of monks were confronting each other in front of a strange tree that was over ten feet tall and glowing brightly.

On that strange tree there were three fist-sized fruits, bright red and clear in color, like the finest gems, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

The four groups of foreign monks had no intention of giving up on this rare and precious elixir. When they could not reach an agreement, a fight was inevitable.

Meng Feiyu took a look and ignored it. The fruit on the strange tree was actually nothing magical. It was just a kind of spiritual fruit with a good taste. She had planted it deliberately in the past.

In the entire Hongmeng Holy Temple area, there are many similar false opportunities and false secret libraries, which are often connected to some vicious forbidden traps, specially prepared for those greedy monks.

Over the long years that have passed, countless unlucky monks have fallen into this trap and lost their lives here.

After passing through several rockery gardens, Ling Changqing saw from afar hundreds of monks fighting bloody battles in an open space beside a small river, with large numbers of corpses lying on the ground.

"Hmm? Those seem to be cultivators from Yaozhou Taiqing Divine Dynasty? They actually came to join in the fun as well?"

Bai Qingyi said in surprise.

"It shouldn't be the action of the Divine Dynasty's top brass, right? It's just that some forces within their ranks are trying to find a chance to become immortals."

Ling Changqing said this, instinctively feeling that his judgment was correct.

The top leaders of those major forces are now focusing their attention on Shunzhou and Yuanshi Demon Palace, and it is unlikely that they will come to Qinghao Continent to cause trouble.

"That makes sense. Let's avoid them and not meet them face to face."

Meng Feiyu said that no matter how these guys struggled, they could not make any trouble now.

Su Qinglian looked Ling Changqing up and down and said, "Husband, you should change your appearance. Otherwise, if someone recognizes you, it will cause trouble!"

If those cultivators knew that the legendary Son of Fortune had come to Qinghao Continent, I'm afraid the news would spread quickly. By then, not only Qingyao Continent, but even the forces of other continents would be alerted, right?

"Ok."

Ling Changqing agreed.

With Gong Ling's help, Ling Changqing's true appearance quietly disappeared in the changing light and shadow, and he soon turned into a handsome young man with cold eyebrows and an unruly temperament.

Bai Qingyi and the other two girls each took out a thick black robe and put it on, covering up their beautiful faces and enchanting body curves.

The black robe was also a specially crafted magical weapon that could block most magical powers and spells, ensuring that others could not tell their identities.

The four of them left the area and continued on their way. In order to prevent anyone from following them, they reclosed any portals they encountered after passing through them.

In this way, even if the grand masters in the field of formations take action, it will take enough time to remove the ban, thus ensuring the safety of Ling Changqing and the others.

But when she passed through a round moon arch and entered a magnificent palace, Meng Feiyu looked unhappy:

"Our next section of the road is blocked, and there is a special space there that we can't avoid."

At this moment, the reincarnated great man was somewhat speechless. He never expected that now that he had finally returned, there would be so many cultivators rushing in looking for opportunities?

"Let's take a look first. If it doesn't work, I'll try it alone and lead you guys over there!" Ling Changqing murmured.

Taking the three women into the blessed land of Jiyuan Xinggong, and then hiding himself with the help of the palace spirits, sneaking in quietly, maybe it would be possible?
Meng Feiyu frowned and said, "My husband, your current cultivation is not enough. It is too risky to pass through those forbidden barriers safely. I have to stay with you."

Bai Qingyi and Su Qinglian are fine, but once Meng Feiyu hides in the blessed land of Jiyuan Star Palace, she will not be able to control and open the formations and restrictions along the way. Ling Changqing himself is not capable of doing it for the time being.

The four of them discussed for a while, but none of them could come up with a good idea, so they decided to go over and take a look, and see what happens.

Sure enough, after passing through a flower garden filled with glowing clouds and spiritual energy, a purple jade arch bridge that was fifteen meters wide and several hundred meters long appeared in the four people's sight.

Below the purple jade arch bridge is a bottomless abyss with a faint black mist swirling around it, carrying a strong ominous atmosphere that makes people feel uneasy at the sight of it.

The light and shadows on the bridge were blurred, and it was divided into many black and white space squares of about five feet in size by some invisible force. These squares were constantly changing, with no regular pattern at all.

Opposite the purple jade arch bridge is an exquisitely gilded portal that is about ten feet high and is currently open.

If you want to enter that portal, you must pass through the purple jade arch bridge. There is no other shortcut.

However, the space magic array restrictions on the arch bridge are extremely mysterious and contain unknown dangers. Even the cultivators at the peak of the Void Refinement Stage dare not try them casually.

On this side of the arch bridge, a large group of foreign monks had gathered in the open space. There were tens of thousands of them, and it was bustling and lively.

These monks come from different continents, different forces, and include men, women, young and old.

The aura of some monks was obviously not right. They should be intelligent creatures of other races that have transformed into humans.

Because there were too many people and their forces were too diverse, no one dared to fight each other, for fear that both sides would be defeated and outsiders would take advantage of them.

Some teams of monks who had known each other before actually greeted each other cheerfully and tried to get close to each other when they met.

Ling Changqing and the three girls approached silently. Some eyes around them fell on them, but they just glanced at them and ignored them.

There were really too many cultivators here, and more people kept coming from other paths, so Ling Changqing and the other three were not noticeable at all.

"...Fellow Daoists from Mingzun Mountain, there aren't many of you here this time, so why don't you join our Great Xia Dynasty team? If we find any opportunities, you will definitely be part of them!"

A familiar soft voice came from afar.

"Your Majesty, please don't joke. Although we at Mingzun Mountain have been friends with the Great Xia Dynasty for generations, this place is too dangerous and we have to act with caution!"

A clear voice with a slightly mellow tone sounded, and there was unquestionable firmness in the tone.

A joking voice came from the side: "Your Majesty, you brought too many people. We are so scared. What if we are caught by you to block the knife?"

An old and majestic voice sounded slowly: "In this case, how about fellow Taoists from Mingzun Mountain traveling with us from the Fire Palace? You have unique research on the formations of the ancient times, which can help to break the forbidden seals along the way!"

"...Forget it! You guys from the Lihuo Palace are no good either. You look like the orthodox sect, but you are actually ruthless! If you ask me, how about fellow Taoists from Mingzun Mountain go with us from Xuannv Palace?"

Another charming and gentle voice sounded.

A large group of beautiful female cultivators came from afar, all dressed in sapphire blue dresses, carrying magic swords on their backs, with black hair like ink, bright eyes and white teeth. It was a lively scene.

The woman in the lead was dressed in a gorgeous golden feathered gown. She had an unparalleled beauty, holy and dignified, exquisite as a painting, with undulating curves of her figure, enchanting and hot, and jade-like legs of astonishing length.

Her cultivation is also at the peak of the Refining Void realm, and the dozen or so stunningly beautiful ladies around her are all powerful ones at the Refining Void level.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoists from Mingzun Mountain, don't be fooled by them. They are not a force from Qingyao Continent at all. How can they have any friendship with you? We in the Great Xia Dynasty have been friends with you for many years. Your credibility should be guaranteed, right?"

The woman from before said this coldly.

Ling Changqing looked up and found that the beautiful lady dressed in an ice-blue crown and robes, with peerless beauty and graceful manners, was Xia Qingying, whom he had met once before.

Behind her, there also stood a large group of male and female monks, led by a group of clan elders, emitting an unfathomable aura.

Why did the contemporary Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty suddenly bring people here? Didn't she say that she took people to the Yuanshi Demon Palace in Shunzhou?
Ling Changqing and Meng Feiyu exchanged glances silently. It seemed that the top leaders of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty already knew that the Son of Destiny was a fake?
That's why Xia Qingying ignored the chaos over there and brought people to the Hongmeng Holy Temple, trying to find his own opportunity.

I don’t know what the situation is in Shunzhou now. The conspiracy secretly planned by the Yuanshi Demon Palace will probably be revealed sooner or later.

Beside him, Su Qinglian informed Ling Changqing of the whole story through telepathic communication.

Mingzun Mountain is a big force in Shuozhou. Its strength and foundation are equivalent to one of the nine great families in Yuzhou, and it is one of the more advanced ones.

Such a size is naturally incomparable to the Great Xia Dynasty. However, Mingzunshan is famous for its expertise in formations and prohibitions, and there are countless great masters of formations who have emerged from this force.

When the monks are exploring ancient ruins, caves, and dangerous places, if they can have a great master of formations from Mingzun Mountain by their side, not only will their safety be significantly improved, but they will also have more chances to obtain various opportunities.

Therefore, just now, including Xia Qingying, representatives of many forces wanted to win over the cultivators of Mingzun Mountain and persuade them to join them.

Shuozhou is adjacent to Yuzhou where the Great Xia Divine Dynasty is located. Mingzunshan does have some friendship with this divine dynasty and has a lot of business and trade cooperation.

There were not many cultivators coming from Mingzun Mountain this time, less than sixty in total. Leading them was an old Taoist in a black robe, white beard and eyebrows, who was in the early stage of refining emptiness.

To be practical, Mingzun Mountain's strength is not enough to fill the teeth of those big forces. If they are forcibly pulled on board, the only result will be to become someone else's puppet.

After working so hard, in the end the opportunity goes to someone else and you get nothing in return, only a fool would agree to this.

"Do you have any way to ensure that I can get through this safely?"

Ling Changqing asked secretly.

After a few breaths, Gong Ling's sweet and charming voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"Yes, but you will have to pay a hundred years of your life, and I can only guarantee that you can make it alone!"

"That's a deal!"

Ling Changqing agreed without hesitation. He could cross the bridge alone, and let Meng Feiyu and the other two girls hide in the paradise of Jiyuan Star Palace, which would be safe.

So, Ling Changqing and the three girls walked to a secluded place aside, quietly took them into the Jiyuan Star Palace paradise, and then came back as usual, walking towards the purple jade arch bridge in the distance.

"...Fellow Daoists, I was clearly here first!"

Xia Qingying swept the whole audience with a slightly oppressive gaze, and said in a grim tone:
"The cultivators of Mingzun Mountain, my Great Xia Dynasty is determined to protect you. You won't object, right?"

As she spoke, hundreds of monks from the Great Xia Divine Dynasty moved over silently and surrounded the monks from Mingzun Mountain. The threat they conveyed was self-evident.

The scene was silent for a moment, and the ancestor of the Fire God Palace sneered:
"Your Majesty is so majestic. This matter... I will take care of it today! You can't take any of the people from Mingzun Mountain with you!"

(End of this chapter)