Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 292 Xia Qingying: Mr. Ling, you don’t want to
Outside, next to the Purple Jade Arch Bridge.

As the last forbidden trap turned into streams of light and dissipated in the air, a large group of monks stepped onto the ground on the other side of the arch bridge.

“…Finally it’s settled!”

Xia Qingying's heart finally settled down, and a hint of pain appeared on her beautiful face.

Looking back, he saw that more than 10% of the monks he brought with him had been killed, and many of them were injured.

Of course, the situations of major forces such as the Lihuo Palace, the Red Shadow Demon Sect, the Yu Family, and the Xuannv Palace are similar.

As for those monks who were captured to explore the way and fill the pits, they were killed halfway and no trace was left of them.

Because of this, the heads of the major forces could only reach a compromise and take turns to dispatch some of their own monks to sacrifice and pave the way with their flesh and blood.

After all, we have all come this far, we can't give up halfway, and there is nothing we can do about the death of people.

However, the monks of Mingzun Mountain suffered no losses. As indispensable technical talents, they were all well protected.

"This portal is also closed,"

Qin Tiangeng, the ancestor of the Lihuo Palace, said with a gloomy face and an unfriendly tone:
"That boy's identity is definitely not simple. Maybe he is the reincarnation of some ancient great power? Otherwise, he wouldn't be so familiar with the formations and restrictions here!"

"Well, Senior Brother Qin is right. I think so too!"

Yin Xuechen of the Scarlet Shadow Demon Sect nodded slightly. The value of the beautiful young man in purple was obviously much higher than he had previously thought.

If we can capture him and use him for our own benefit, will all the opportunities in the holy ruins fall into the hands of others?
Xia Qingying pursed her plump red lips. After repeated speculation, she had already come up with the answer in her heart.

That guy... should be the son of luck, Ling Changqing, whom I have met once, right?

Her Majesty has no evidence, it's just a simple intuition, but she doesn't think she would be wrong because there is no second more reliable possibility.

No matter what, this time, we must...we must catch him! No matter what the cost.

Xia Qingying pondered silently.

As long as he is there, the Great Xia Dynasty will surely prosper in the future and its strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

However, we still have to be on guard against those scoundrels in Xuannv Palace and must not let them know Ling Changqing's true identity.

Xia Qingying glanced at the Xuannv Palace maidens present. These beautiful women with bright eyes and white teeth should be very attractive to Ling Changqing, right? After all, he is a lustful guy!

Humph! The female cultivators of my Great Xia Dynasty are not bad either!
After thinking about it, Xia Qingying realized that there were also hundreds of female practitioners in her own team, so she calmly asked them to come over, thinking that they might be of use soon.

Mr. Ling, you don't want your identity to be exposed, right?

Then just marry me obediently!
"...Fellow Daoist Su, I'm going to have to trouble you to take action now."

In front of the gilded gate, Yu Zhonglin, the head of the Yu family, spoke politely.

"I'll need at least twenty hours. I hope it won't take too long."

Su Mingcan said briefly that since he was paid enough, he would no longer put on airs.

Moreover, having the opportunity to study the ruins of this ancient holy land will also have irreplaceable benefits for improving his cultivation and attainments in formations.

……

The core area of ​​the Hongmeng Temple is a secret temple located hundreds of feet deep underground.

The ground above the secret hall is a majestic and steep mountain range. After tens of millions of years, everything here is no different from when Meng Feiyu left.

Walking down the bronze spiral staircase and safely passing through one powerful restriction after another, after more than an hour, Ling Changqing and the three girls finally stood in front of the entrance to the secret hall.

A ten-foot-tall, ancient bronze portal stands quietly, with a map of the celestial bodies on it. Forty-eight thousand stars are connected by dense array patterns, and soft colorful starlight covers it.

“…I’m finally back!”

Looking at everything in front of her, Meng Feiyu's eyes were melancholy, and a layer of mist quietly covered her beautiful eyes.

After going through many tribulations, he finally returned to Nirvana and was favored by the Son of Destiny.

However, those familiar faces of the former disciples of the holy land have been lost in the depths of time and will never return!

But this is the fate of monks. The road is vast and the journey is long, and everyone is a lonely traveler.

Only a few can finally reach the end.

"Ma'am, what are you thinking about?"

Ling Changqing gently held the beautiful woman's hand and spoke tenderly.

"Husband, I'm fine."

Meng Feiyu regained her composure and looked at the young man beside her. Her mood instantly brightened.

No matter what, with this unique husband by my side, I can go further in the future, right? Eternal bliss and eternal freedom are not impossible.

"Sister, let's go in!"

Bai Qingyi spoke softly. She vaguely understood Meng Feiyu's thoughts. For a powerful reincarnated person like this, when recalling the past, it is inevitable that he would feel a little sad.

Meng Feiyu nodded, and according to the memories deep in her sea of ​​consciousness, she raised her jade hand and slowly chanted a series of spiritual spells.

After a few breaths, the map of the celestial bodies on the bronze portal shone brightly, and a faint buzzing sound came from all directions.

From the high dome, a three-foot-thick golden beam of light quietly descended, covering Meng Feiyu's enchanting and charming body.

"Master, you...are you finally back?"

A soft voice full of vicissitudes of life sounded faintly.

With a low vibration, the entire bronze portal began to sink slowly, and after a dozen breaths, it shrank into the ground.

At this time, Ling Changqing could see clearly that the thickness of the bronze door reached nine feet, and the material of the door was undoubtedly meteorite baryte.

Meteorite Barite Iron is the final essence left after the stars in the sky returned to extinction. It is refined and forged by a mighty being with supreme magical power. Its hardness is beyond imagination.

If they attack by force, even if many powerful people in the realm of refining emptiness or even the realm of fusion join forces and have powerful weapons at their disposal, it will be difficult to break through this gate.

But at this moment, he no longer paid attention to the gate, and his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the scene in the hall.

In the center of the secret hall, a huge bell with a purple-green body and countless dark golden ancient heavenly script symbols flashing and flowing inside was suspended in the air, only about three feet above the ground, and a majestic and vast pressure was overwhelming.

This is the Fire God Bell, the most important treasure of the Hongmeng Temple in the past. Ling Changqing had seen its projection in the square before.

Under the big bell, there sat a graceful figure, with seven layers of thin gauze inside and outside, and a illusory purple light curtain hanging from the big bell, covering her. Ling Changqing looked closely and saw a girl with moon-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes, with beautiful features like a dream, and her beautiful eyes like autumn water were already opened, looking at the entrance.

When she stood up, her almost naked, fiery and enchanting body was dazzlingly snowy, with only a few critical parts covered by glowing ice-blue scales. Her pair of round and beautiful legs were of astonishing length, and her black hair fell to her feet like a waterfall.

"Qingsi, have you been born yet? How long have you been sleeping here?"

When she saw it was her, Meng Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief, her beautiful eyes filled with joy.

The girl named Qingsi smiled and said, "Master, you have been away for too long. With the protection of the mighty power of the Fire God Bell, I was finally hatched about ten thousand years ago. Since then, I have been sleeping here, waiting for your return."

"So you are not human..."

Ling Changqing also figured out something at this moment. The vitality in this girl's body was really terrifying, as vast and unfathomable as the Arctic Ocean.

This is definitely not a talent that a human cultivator can possess. Even Ling Changqing himself is far inferior to him now.

"This is a Kunpeng egg that I finally got back then,"

Meng Feiyu explained: "Back then, because it took too long to hatch her, the resource demand was almost a bottomless pit, and it almost exhausted the last of the Holy Land's resources.

And until I decided to reincarnate, she hadn’t hatched yet, so I had no choice but to put her here…”

This girl, Qingsi, is the true pure-blooded descendant of the ancient mythical beast Kunpeng. As a result, she was madly fought over by various powerful people in the ancient times, and countless bloody storms were caused.

In the end, Meng Feiyu's previous life had the last laugh. She had planned for thousands of years and used a series of incredible and subterfuge methods to deceive all the gods and successfully took the Kunpeng egg into her possession.

Just for her to be born, the Hongmeng Temple invested a huge amount of various rare treasures and resources. However, until Meng Feiyu was about to be reincarnated, she was still not born.

"Master, you mentioned to me that the world outside is too dangerous. Even after I was born, I couldn't go out alone. I had to wait here for you to come back!"

The girl Qing Sili blushed slightly and spoke shyly.

"Well, you did a good job!"

Meng Feiyu said with satisfaction that it seemed that with her husband by her side, her luck was indeed incredibly good.

After all, Lord Luo Qi's ability is not fake. If Meng Feiyu had returned a few hundred years later, she might have been able to crack the secret of the core area of ​​the holy land ruins and get there first.

"Eh? Who are you?"

At this time, the girl Qingsi finally noticed the purple-clothed handsome boy next to Meng Feiyu, and came over to look at him curiously:
"...Such a strong aura of good fortune! You must be the child of destiny, right? Were you also found and brought back by the master?"

With Kunpeng's extraordinary talent, Qingsi naturally saw at a glance that Ling Changqing was extraordinary. A special existence like him was just a legend even in the distant ancient times.

"You are right. He is my husband now, and naturally he is also the master you need to serve for the rest of your life!"

Meng Feiyu's eyes were full of waves, and she felt indescribable pride and satisfaction in her heart.

"Well...alright! Qingsi meets the master!"

Qingsi leaned over and bowed gracefully, revealing her ups and downs, enchanting and hot curves of her body.

"No need to be so polite, get up!"

Ling Changqing spoke softly, thought for a moment, and took out a set of gorgeous dark blue embroidered palace clothes from the storage bracelet, handed it to her, and said:

"It's not convenient for you to go out in this state, so you should get dressed first!"

"Well, from now on, except when you are in front of your husband, you must wear clothes at other times. You cannot let other male creatures see your body and facial features. Do you understand?"

Meng Feiyu suppressed her smile and spoke seriously.

"Oh, Qingsi understands!"

The Kunpeng girl nodded somewhat ignorantly. She had been sleeping since she was born, so naturally she was not aware of some of the ethical and moral standards of the human world.

But it doesn't matter. There is still a long time to come. Ling Changqing feels that he can train her slowly in the future.

Bai Qingyi and Su Qinglian next to them exchanged glances and secretly sighed at Ling Changqing's incredible fortune.

This pure-blooded descendant of the legendary ancient beast has great destiny in himself. When he grows up, he will definitely become one of the powerful giants who dominate the world and stand at the top of this world.

In this day and age, let alone the pure-blooded descendants of ancient mythical beasts, even those subspecies of exotic beasts with weak bloodlines are rare.

In the imperial city of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty, there is a descendant of the mythical beast Pixiu. Although its bloodline is already quite thin and it is very old, it still has quite powerful strength and is the patron saint of the royal family of the Divine Dynasty.

"...The resources I hid here are almost gone. Did you steal them all?"

Meng Feiyu looked around and understood about 60% of the situation when she saw the empty boxes.

Qing Si changed her clothes awkwardly, looking uneasy, and whispered:
"Master, when I was born, I was very hungry, so..."

As an ancient mythical beast, Kunpeng's terrifying tolerance can be imagined. Not only those spiritual medicines and herbs, various elixirs, but even various hard spiritual gold materials and spiritual treasures can be digested by her.

If the material of the Flint God Bell was not too hard, she might be able to chew through this heavy weapon.

In the end, she barely managed to eat half full, and could only reduce her consumption by sleeping for years, waiting for Meng Feiyu to return one day.

"Forget it, just eat these things!"

Meng Feiyu sighed: "It's all my fault for not being thoughtful enough to prepare more food for you."

Fortunately, the few natal magic treasures and talismans that she had used were still there. They were hidden in a secret compartment somewhere in the secret hall and were not found by Qingsi.

As streams of awe-inspiring light poured into her body, Meng Feiyu's aura rose steadily, and soon she reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, only to temporarily stagnate at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The secret compartment is quite large, and it contains the most core martial arts and scriptures of the Hongmeng Temple, which are twenty-four volumes of silk scrolls with a cyan and gold color and dazzling rays of light.

Then there are hundreds of jade slips and jade books, jade steles and jade plaques, ancient animal skin scrolls, inscriptions on gold and stone, etc., which are the most precious and essential skills passed down from the Hongmeng Temple.

"I will keep these things for now and give them to you, my husband, when we return. In the future, the sisters can come and observe my practice."

Meng Feiyu said softly that the Hongmeng Temple was a thing of the past and she had no intention of rebuilding her Taoist tradition now, so it would be most appropriate for her to follow Ling Changqing.

"So now, can we take action against those monks outside?"

Ling Changqing said that he still didn't want those foreign monks to mess around in the Taoist temple.

"Well, I can now freely control all the formations and restrictions in the dojo, so it shouldn't be difficult to trap them."

Meng Feiyu said.

(End of this chapter)