At the age of one hundred, I inquired about the Dao, awakening the supreme spiritual root that shatt

As the disciple in charge spoke, he stepped forward and tried to shove Ling Xiu.

Seeing this, Nuonuo immediately stood in front of Ling Xiu, her little face showing anger.

"Hmph, what do you want to do? Grandpa Ling wants to take on the mission, why are you stopping him?"

The disciple in charge wanted to say something, but when he saw the inner disciple's jade token hanging from Nuonuo's waist, he immediately changed his attitude and became enthusiastic.

"Junior sisters, are you here to receive a mission or to exchange for contribution points?"

His attitude became much more respectful when he spoke.

Nuonuo pointed at Ling Xiu and said, "My grandpa Ling wants to take on a mission that requires him to be stationed in the field. Can you find him a less demanding one that allows him to stay out there for a longer period of time? Do you have any ideas?"

Without hesitation, the disciple quickly flipped through the task list and found a task that was both easy and had a long duration.

"Found him. This mission is perfect for him, but it's a bit far from the sect, in a remote central city called Qingyang City."

"Qingyang City is a market town established by our sect. It is 1,700 miles away from the sect and we need to serve there for three years."

The job involves looking after the shop, making communications, and coordinating – a relatively relaxed and flexible role. Would you be okay with that?

Ling Xiu was secretly delighted upon hearing this.

"Qingyang City? A three-year garrison? This is practically made just for me."

It's far enough and takes a long time, which suits Ling Xiu's needs perfectly.

Nuonuo looked at Ling Xiu and said worriedly, "Grandpa Ling, are you really going to this place? It's too far away."

Ling Xiu looked at Nuonuo and smiled, "This place is perfect for Grandpa. It's peaceful and quiet, a good place for him to cultivate in peace."

Su Nuonuo was a little reluctant to part, but she didn't say anything more.

The disciple in charge quickly completed the formalities for Ling Xiu.

After everything was settled, Ling Xiu took the mission token and the map to Qingyang City and left the Hall of Deacons with Nuonuo.

"Nuonuo, have you visited Senior Sister Yun recently? How is she? Senior Sister Yun took good care of me, and Grandpa is very grateful to her. He wanted to see her before he left."

Ling Xiu asked.

With a smile on her small, chubby face, she said, "Senior Sister Yun is probably still in seclusion. She seems to have entered the Condensation Realm and is consolidating her cultivation. No one in the sect has been bothering her lately."

"Grandpa Ling, I think we should just let it go. When Senior Sister Yun comes out of seclusion, Nuonuo will tell her on your behalf."

Ling Xiu nodded: "Senior Sister Yun has gone into seclusion. Congratulations. Nuonuo, please give my regards to Senior Sister Yun."

Now that his back was in seclusion, he was even more determined that he had to leave the Qingyun Sect for the time being.

Otherwise, if Yun Jingyun were to cause trouble, he would have no way to deal with it.

"Grandpa Ling, you must be careful while you're away from home, and never be reckless!"

Nuonuo will definitely visit Grandpa when she has time.

After the little girl finished speaking, she handed the communication stone she had brought to Ling Xiu, and then turned away reluctantly.

Ling Xiu didn't have much to bring, and there was nothing going on at the Waste Treasure Pavilion.

As long as you carry the Qiankun Xuanhu with you, store the Benlei Sword in your dantian, and prepare the lightning talisman and cold moon talisman for self-defense, you can set off for Qingyang City.

Reaching the foot of the mountain, Ling Xiu looked back, his heart filled with emotion.

In the Qingyun Sect, a sect dedicated to cultivating immortality, he went from being an ordinary mortal to embarking on the path of immortality by chance in just over two years, thus changing the trajectory of his life.

To be honest, he was really reluctant to part with it.

As shown on the map, Ling Xiu first arrived at the market town he had visited before.

He spent two mid-grade spirit stones to buy a red-scaled dragon horse to replace his mount, and sped towards Qingyang City.

This magnificent horse has a pair of golden wings and is more than ten times faster than an ordinary horse.

At this rate, we can reach Qingyang City in less than two days.

But Ling Xiu pulled on the reins, deliberately slowing down the speed of the Crimson Scaled Dragon Horse.

He rarely left Qingzhu Village throughout his life, and after joining the sect, he rarely left the Ruibao Pavilion. This provided him with a good opportunity to appreciate the scenery along the way and learn more about the ways of the world.

He wasn't in a hurry to travel, so he suppressed his cultivation level to the second level of Qi Refining.

When he unleashed his divine sense, now at the seventh level of Qi Refining, the range of his divine sense control reached ten miles.

It had been about four hours since we left Qingyun Sect, and the sky had already darkened.

When he entered the depths of a dense forest, the Crimson-Scaled Dragon Horse lowered its altitude to six or seven meters and flew at a low altitude.

Just then, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

Those men were armed with various weapons and had fierce expressions.

The leading man was a one-eyed man whose cultivation had reached the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm. The others behind him were also at the third or fourth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

"Halt! Where are you going, old man?"

The one-eyed dragon grinned maliciously at Ling Xiu: "Looks like a fat sheep, he can even afford the Crimson Scaled Dragon Horse."

"If you know what's good for you, leave behind all your money, spirit stones, and elixirs, or you'll die a horrible death today!"

Ling Xiu sneered inwardly. This cruel world was indeed inseparable from bloodshed.

Consider it a learning experience.

His face immediately showed terror, and he pulled on the reins, his body trembling.

"Fellow heroes of the greenwood, I am a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and I have been ordered to take up my post in Qingyang City."

I'm penniless, please, esteemed heroes, spare me.

"Haha, laughable, absolutely laughable! A disciple of the Qingyun Sect, huh? I've heard they're all very wealthy!"

The one-eyed man roared, "Brothers, let's attack!"

After saying that, he casually summoned a magical artifact, a giant axe that splits mountains, and smashed it down hard on Ling Xiu's head.

The other cultivators also unleashed various magical artifacts, all their attacks aimed directly at vital points, clearly leaving him no way out.

The fear on Ling Xiu's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a sharp, cold glint in his eyes.

With a thought, the Thunderclap Sword, hidden deep within his dantian, instantly appeared in his hand.

Lightning crackled across the sword's blade, emitting a furious clang.

Then, the sword light burst forth sharply, transforming into a lightning serpent that coiled around the black axe almost instantly.

Click!

The lightning crackled, and a terrifying force seemed poised to devour the Xuan Axe.

The next instant, several cracks appeared on the black axe, and it shattered in the one-eyed dragon's hand.

"What? A top-grade spirit sword? How is that possible?"

The one-eyed man was filled with terror, never expecting that Ling Xiu could wield such a powerful spiritual sword artifact.

His cultivation level of Qi Refining Level 2 was clearly a disguise; he had concealed his true cultivation level, which was at least Qi Refining Perfection or True Condensation Realm!

"Damn it, this person is a master! Run!"

One-Eyed Dragon has been living a life of danger for many years, with extensive experience in killing and robbing. He has clearly met his match.

But it was all too late.

The Thunderclap Sword flashed again, its blade whistling as it hurtled towards them.

Before the one-eyed man could turn around, the sword flashed past his waist.

"don't want……"

The one-eyed man suddenly stopped and looked down at his waist.

Blood gushed rapidly from his lower abdomen, and then his body broke apart.

Even in death, his eyes remained wide open.

Ling Xiu did not pause.

At the same time, he quickly used the Flying Swallow Step, his figure weaving through the crowd of cultivators like a swallow.

The flashing swords not only blocked the attacks of those people, but the powerful sword energy they unleashed also left behind more severed limbs and broken bodies in the space.

brush!brush!brush!

Amidst the flashing sword shadows, the cultivators screamed in agony as their heads were severed and some were even cut into several pieces before they could even utter a single cry.

Ling Xiu left behind a series of afterimages, his movement speed was extremely fast.

In less than ten breaths, almost all of these people collapsed to the ground and died a gruesome death.

"Please, old immortal, don't kill me, I..."

The last person was so terrified by Ling Xiu's cruel methods that he wet himself, his crotch was soaked.

laugh!

Ling Xiu was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and with a single strike of his Thunderclap Sword, he pierced through the man's mouth and down to the back of his head.

The man drew his sword and collapsed to the ground.

Ling Xiu remained calm.

The dozen or so tribulation cultivators who were just moments ago extremely arrogant, demanding that he leave behind all his money and spiritual treasures, are now all dead and their cultivation has vanished.