From the Valkyrie to the Endless

After finishing, he did not stop. He flew across the sky like an eagle and fell into the boundless sea. He left a magnificent white water mark above the vast ocean and crossed the sea directly with his physical body.

"Hurry, rescue the detective!" Wen Yunfeng seemed to have just reacted at this time and shouted loudly.

Shen Qing had already stepped into the cabin and walked to the side of the seriously injured detective.

Sikong Yuan obviously showed mercy and controlled the force extremely precisely, just enough to deprive the man of the strength to fight again, but his life was safe for a short period of time.

"What are you going to do?" The detective sensed something was wrong, coughed lightly, and tried to stand up several times, but eventually collapsed weakly.

"My name is Shen Qing, please take your time, sir."

Shen Qing squatted down beside him, gently held his wrist, whispered something, and looked at the suddenly widened eyes of the detective. She exhaled her true energy, which invaded his body, and in the blink of an eye, she severed his heart pulse.

A stream of fresh air then flowed into Shen Qing's body and replenished into the sundial. The power of this divine detective was much stronger than Lin Jiang, who died at her hands in the deserted island. She should be ranked in the top ten on the local list, which was enough for her to increase her power for several years.

When Shen Qing walked out of the cabin, the rest of the detectives were rescued by people from Wen's Trading Company. Except for the detective who died at her hands, Sikong Yuan was not killed.

Shen Qing did not take any action against the remaining people from the Divine Capture Department, as someone had to bring back the news alive. Sikong Yuan took action to take the responsibility on himself and help the Wen's Chamber of Commerce get out of trouble temporarily.

"Dad, what should we do with these goods?"

Wen Lingyu quickly calmed down, walked to Wen Yunfeng and asked quietly.

"Arrange to set sail immediately and send these divine detectives to Yuanzhou."

Wen Yunfeng looked solemn and lowered his voice, "I have sent people to mobilize ships and supplies again. First, I will raise a batch to send to the island for emergency use. It will arrive in the afternoon. You will set off overnight and deliver it as soon as possible."

If we don't take advantage of the chaos to send out a batch of supplies now, we don't know if we will have another chance to send them out next time we get supplies.

"When you arrive at Longquan, be sure to hand this letter to the head of the family in person."

After saying that, Wen Yunfeng took out a letter from his arms and put it into Wen Lingyu's hand: "After this trip, you don't have to rush back. Stay in Longquan for a while and wait for my news."

Hearing this, Wen Lingyu hesitated slightly, but finally nodded:

"I understand, Dad, you have to be careful."

The treasure ship had already been fully prepared and could set off at any time. Shen Qing followed Wen Lingyu off the ship and watched more than 20 treasure ships sail away from the port in a mighty manner.

Wen Yunfeng's methods were amazing. He quickly dispatched more than ten ships of supplies, which were mostly loaded with food and fodder, enough for tens of thousands of people to consume for a month. They set sail again and headed for Longquan.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 60 Privileges

As soon as the ship left the port, Wen Lingyu hid in the room alone and directly opened the letter from Wen Yunfeng to the head of the family.

Ever since the arrival of the Divine Police, she has been feeling somewhat uneasy, and she won't be able to let go of her worries until she reads the contents of the letter.

After a while, after reading the letter, Wen Lingyu's face gradually became gloomy.

Because of the previous port incident, the imperial court has been deliberately targeting the Wen Chamber of Commerce. It was not a coincidence that she encountered bandits last time she went out of the city to transfer goods. Even Wen Yunfeng was assassinated recently.

Now Wen Yunfeng has been trying to contact King Zunqing secretly to plan a way out. He wants to seek some help from the main branch of the Wen family, and this letter is just to ask for help.

After repacking the letters, Wen Lingyu paced back and forth in the room, feeling more and more worried.

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In a blink of an eye, it was midnight and the moonlight was bright.

Silver light descended from the sky, entwining the sea, like a layer of silver sand floating on the sea.

Countless stars in the sky are clearly visible, shining brightly, blooming with the brilliance of tens or hundreds of millions of years ago. In the endless starlight wandering in the universe, perhaps there are scenes that happened millions of years ago, reflecting the past and passing on to the future.

On the sea, more than ten cargo ships were sailing rapidly, their sails rustling in the sea breeze.

With the strength masters in the acquired realm taking turns rowing, the fleet moved at an astonishing speed, covering a thousand miles a day.

Shen Qing sat cross-legged on the empty deck, absorbing the moonlight and practicing. The spiritual energy above the sea was obviously stronger than that on the mainland. Although his practice was also slow, it was better than nothing.

After practicing for a while, Shen Qing suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the sea.

Under the moonlight, a gray-robed figure stood quietly on the sea, as if walking on flat ground, without moving an inch.

The next moment, the figure standing in the vast ocean has stepped onto the deck. The boots are dry without a trace of moisture, and they land silently.

"Senior Sikong." Shen Qing stood up and greeted him.

"It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time."

Sikong Yuan stared at Shen Qing, a sigh welling up between his tired brows: "Even in ancient times, there were only a few who practiced faster than you."

In just a short period of time, he has entered the realm of manifestation and condensed the seed of Tao. Such a monster was rarely seen in ancient times.

"If you were born at that time, you might also be a Taoist ancestor, qualified to explore the mysteries of the Five Absolute Realms."

Hearing this, Shen Qing couldn't help but shake his head and smiled faintly: "Where is Daozu now?"

Only she herself knows her own situation. Her aptitude for cultivation in this body may not be too bad, but it is definitely not that of a monster. It is all the result of time.

Even the Taoist Ancestor could not resist the passage of time and turned into nothing in the course of ancient history. But with the sundial in her hand, she, in a sense, has already stood in the realm of immortality.

As long as she has enough energy, her condition will always remain at the peak and she will not enter old age. No matter how powerful she is, those saints have become history. What is important is the future.

"Tao Ancestor..."

Sikong Yuan supported himself with his hands and sat down on the deck, looking out at the boundless sea, his eyes a little dazed: "Perhaps one day, they will return to the world, who knows, but it will just be another reincarnation."

Shen Qing did not carefully try to figure out what Sikong Yuan meant by that. He turned around and asked, "Excuse me, Senior, is Fu Chan on Longquan Fairy Island?"

Sikong Yuan nodded and said, "When I left, I asked the people in Longquan to take care of her and she is safe."

After hearing his confirmation, Shen Qing finally calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"After we get to Longquan Fairy Island, I will help you find a way to enter the Longquan Secret Realm. Be prepared."

Sikong Yuan raised his head slightly, gazing at the starry sky, his pupils reflecting the universe: "Your talent cannot be buried. What I can't do, maybe you can do it. You may really have a chance to kill Yang Zongxian."

"Dragon Spring Secret Realm?"

Hearing this word, Shen Qing's heart moved. There have long been legends about overseas immortal ways and blessed places.

"Longquan Secret Realm is the foundation of Longquan Fairy Island." Sikong Yuan lowered his eyelids and explained casually:

"It is a cave heaven that was sealed by an ancient Qi Refiner with a formation. Although the spiritual energy has leaked a lot, it is still dozens of times better than the outside world. There are spiritual medicines growing inside, and there is also a spiritual spring that is about to dry up."

"It was with the help of that spiritual spring that the ancestor of the Wen family entered the realm of the Gangsha. Now, after living for more than 700 years, he is still alive in the world."

"Gangsha?!"

Hearing this, Shen Qing was slightly shocked. The Gangsha Realm and the Ningyuan Realm are incomparable. The so-called immortals on earth and the grand masters would be crushed to death in front of the strong ones in the Gangsha Realm in one encounter.

He can control the positive magnetic and negative evil forces between heaven and earth and walk in the air with the help of his physical body. His strength is beyond human power and he carries unrivaled divine power with him whenever he attacks.

"Why don't you ask this person for help to kill Yang Zongxian?"

After coming to his senses, Shen Qing couldn't help but feel puzzled. It was not difficult to tell from what other people said that Sikong Yuan had a great reputation overseas and had an extraordinary relationship with Longquan Fairy Island. It was not impossible to ask this top powerhouse in the Gangsha Realm for help.

"It will shorten your life."

Sikong Yuan shook his head. In the secular world, fighting in the Condensation Realm was already very difficult. The burden of Gangsha would only be heavier, and it was impossible to quickly replenish the lost true energy.

If you still force yourself to act when your true energy cannot be replenished, you can only squeeze out your own life essence.

The ancestor of the Wen family has lived for over 700 years. Even if he has reached the Gangsha realm, his lifespan is only a thousand years. Given the current environment, he may not live that long.

For such an old hero, nothing is more important than staying alive. It is impossible for him to risk his life. Moreover, the ancestor of the Wen family had already outlasted three generations of emperors before Yang Zongxian, so this generation would not be a problem.

"In addition, the Great Xia royal family has another treasure, called the 'Yangji Sword'. It is the weapon of the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is also a spiritual secret treasure. It contains spiritual wisdom and is nourished by the dragon veins of Great Xia. It is so powerful that it can block rivers and cover seas in an instant."

Mentioning the Great Xia national treasure, Sikong Yuan's brows showed a trace of solemnity: "If the Yangji Sword could not leave the imperial capital and could not be used at will, Yang Zongxian would have already pacified Longquan and occupied the Longquan Secret Realm for himself."

In today's world environment, it is difficult for cultivators to live, and the same is true for spiritual treasures. It is extremely difficult for the Yangji Sword to maintain its spiritual charm. Once it is unsheathed, it will damage the destiny of Daxia. Most of the time, it is dormant in the secret realm of the Daxia royal family.

After listening to Sikong Yuan's words, Shen Qing nodded in understanding and couldn't help but feel a little anticipation for the Longquan Secret Realm.

If the spiritual energy of heaven and earth there is far superior to that of the outside world, then her skills will undoubtedly experience another surge.

The energy stored in the sundial is enough for her to deduce for another ten years. The gap of dozens of times means at least hundreds of years of skill.

It only takes another hundred years for Shen Qing to completely solidify the Tao Seed, condense the True Essence in one fell swoop, and step into the Condensation Essence Realm.

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The sea voyage was extremely boring, until two days later, when traces of an island suddenly appeared on the distant sea.

As the distance gradually shortened, lush green mountains and large tracts of towering ancient forests came into Shen Qing's sight.

We have arrived at Longquan.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 61: Wen Family Ancestor

More than a dozen treasure ships slowly sailed into the island port.

The closer you get to the island, the richer the spiritual energy between heaven and earth becomes.

When we arrived at the port, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was almost the same as that on the top of Jiutian Mountain. This was undoubtedly a rare treasure land, and it was not an exaggeration to call it the Fairy Island.

Invisibly, Shen Qing could vaguely sense that the energy between heaven and earth was gathering towards Longquan Fairy Island, like a whirlpool, pulling in the spiritual energy of the sea area within a radius of thousands of miles.

This strange change reminded her of the "Spirit Array" vaguely mentioned in the Shadow Clan's memory inheritance.

Many spirit array masters comprehend the heaven and earth and carve out the runes of heaven and earth. Then, with the help of certain treasures and props, they construct an energy magnetic field that is very different from the environment. This is the spirit array.

The types of spiritual formations covered are extremely diverse, such as killing enemies, protecting oneself, gathering spirits, and seizing luck. Spiritual formations can do all of these and have endless uses.

A powerful spiritual array master can even rely on rare treasures and spiritual arrays to kill enemies across one or even two realms, which is extremely terrifying.

However, most spiritual formations require extremely huge amounts of energy from heaven and earth as support. Given the current environment, even if there is a way to set up a formation, its power is probably only one tenth of what it could be.

The port of Longquan Fairy Island is very narrow, with mountains and valleys on both sides, so more than ten treasure ships can only dock in a row.

When the ship reached the end, before it came to a complete stop, a woman suddenly appeared on the deck. She was nearly thirty years old, with her hair tied up in clouds, and she was wearing a green gauze. She had a graceful figure and voluptuous curves. Even the loose long skirt could not hide her proud figure, which looked like a ripe peach.