From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Shen Qing took a look at her and understood. This young woman was also practicing ancient methods. Her cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Manifestation Realm. Her Tao seed had reached a certain level. Her real age was probably not as young as she looked.

"Third Aunt!"

Wen Lingyu greeted her and suddenly threw herself into the woman's arms, acting like a child and saying, "I miss you so much."

"It's just talk. I haven't been to the island for almost a year."

The young woman grumbled lightly, raised her hand and touched Wen Lingyu's head, her eyes like autumn waters were filled with smiles: "Why did you come in person this time?"

"Recently, Daxia has been in turmoil. My father asked me to pass on a letter and to stay in Longquan for a while."

Wen Lingyu smiled slightly and took out a letter from his bosom: "Please help me pass it to the head of the family. It's urgent."

"understood."

When mentioning Daxia, the young woman looked much more cautious. She nodded and carefully put the letter away.

Until this moment, she saw Shen Qing standing beside her, his eyes flickering:

"Who is this……"

Wen Lingyu was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice coming from the cabin.

"She came to Longquan to look for someone, so there is no need to ask her about her conscience."

Sikong Yuan walked out of the cabin and said calmly: "I guarantee that this person has absolutely no connection with Daxia and will not pose a threat to Longquan. Please let her enter the island."

"Mr. Sikong."

Seeing Sikong Yuan, the woman's expression changed slightly, and she immediately bowed and said, "Since you are the guarantor, there will be no problem."

Not having to question her conscience naturally saved her a lot of trouble, but Shen Qing also felt a little disappointed. She actually wanted to see one or two rare treasures that could discern people's hearts and see through the true and false.

"You can't get past the Heart Stone."

Sikong Yuan seemed to see what Shen Qing was thinking, and a faint voice was transmitted into her ears.

"Those who can pass the Heart Stone must be people with pure and kind hearts. You are not one of them."

Hearing this, Shen Qing lowered his eyes slightly. She was indeed not a good person.

There were already many people waiting in the port. At a glance, without exception, they were all post-natal realm martial artists with kung fu skills.

After the cargo ship dropped anchor, the materials on the ship began to be unloaded one after another and loaded onto trucks for transportation according to different categories.

Wen Lingyu no longer needed to deal with these matters. Led by the young woman, the group headed towards the depths of the island.

By listening to bits and pieces of information along the way, Shen Qing also roughly understood some of the news about Longquan Fairy Island.

The person whom Wen Lingyu calls the third aunt is named Wen Mengyun. She is over eighty years old, more than twenty years older than Shen Qing's current bone age. She is a close relative of Wen Lingyu's grandfather.

The total population of Longquan Fairy Island is no more than tens of thousands. Every newborn will undergo a aptitude test to see if they are qualified to practice ancient methods.

The reason why Wen Lingyu has no cultivation is because he does not have the slightest qualifications, and he cannot practice even the most basic ancient methods.

If one does not have the qualifications, no matter one's identity or background, the only choice is to leave. The Wen's Chamber of Commerce in Lingzhou Port came into being for this reason.

Under the guidance of Wen Mengyun, the group soon entered a bustling town and then walked into a manor.

Along the way, many people greeted Sikong Yuan, with respect in their eyes.

Many of the cultivation methods on Longquan Fairy Island today originated from Sikong Yuan. It can be said that he provided more cultivation opportunities and changed the lives of many people.

As soon as the group entered the main residence of the Wen family, a middle-aged man in a plain robe came to greet them. He had a broad build and looked to be over 40 years old. His hair was jet-black and thick, and there was no sign of aging on his face. He was in the prime of his life.

There are only a few people in the entire Longquan Fairy Island, or even in the whole world, who can be personally welcomed by Wen Shaoqing, the head of the Wen family.

As soon as this person showed up, Shen Qing was slightly shocked. Apart from Yang Zongxian and Sikong Yuan, this was the first powerful person she had seen who had entered the Nascent Soul Realm by practicing ancient methods.

She could clearly feel that Wen Shaoqing was not a descendant of gods, but had achieved his current level of cultivation through his own practice.

In today's world, to reach this point undoubtedly requires a lot of hard work, and his talent must be extremely amazing.

Wen Shaoqing welcomed the guests into the main hall, and after they were seated according to their order of importance, he served them tea.

"Master Lao personally came to greet you. I am here to trouble the Wen family for help."

Sikong Yuan did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point, stating his purpose.

"Sir, it doesn't matter."

"I would like to ask the Wen family's alchemists to help me refine a furnace of Five Qi Pills."

Alchemists are also an ancient profession that has long disappeared from the world. Ordinary old medicines can be several times or even dozens of times more effective in their hands.

Hearing the name of the Five Qi Pill, Wen Shaoqing's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked with a little concern: "Sir, for whom do you want to extend life?"

The function of the Five Qi Pill is to nourish the five internal organs of the human body, secretly comply with the mutual generation of the five elements, and nourish vitality. It can extend life by ten to twenty years at most, but it only has this effect on mortals who have not yet achieved transcendence. It has no effect on Sikong Yuan himself.

"Yang Zongxi." Sikong Yuan did not hide it.

"It seems that the rumors a few days ago are true. Yang Zongxi does not have much time left." Wen Shaoqing nodded thoughtfully, and without asking any more questions, he stood up and said:

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will have someone prepare it."

"Thank you, Master." Sikong Yuan stood up and thanked him.

"Sir, why do you need to thank me?" Wen Shaoqing waved his hand: "With my Wen family, there is no need to be so polite."

After the people left, Shen Qing was confused for a moment: "Senior wants to help Yang Zongxi? Why?"

Sikong Yuan's wife, children and elder relatives all died because of the rebellious war, and he himself was forced to flee overseas by the court. It is really puzzling that he would help the Yang family despite such a deep blood feud.

Although Yang Zongxi had certain constraints on Yang Zongxian, his importance should not be far from this level.

Although Wen Shaoqing seemed very calm, it was not so easy to refine the elixir that could prolong life.

"After Yang Zongxian's death, this world will still need someone to maintain it."

Sikong Yuan shook his head slightly and said slowly: "Compared with Yang Zongxian, Yang Zongxi is at least still a human being."

In his opinion, as a local prince, Yang Zongxi is much more reliable in governing the world than relying on Shen Qing.

Shen Qing's murderous intent was so strong that she didn't even realize anything was wrong. This was the most terrifying thing.

Sikong Yuan did not say much and walked out the door:

"Come with me. Before you meet Fu Chan, I will take you to see another person."

"Who?"

"Ancestor of the Wen family."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 62: Bones

Shen Qing followed Sikong Yuan quietly, turning left and right, heading towards the depths of the Wen family's ancestral home.

A moment later, the two arrived in front of a smooth stone wall.

Sikong Yuan didn't stop at all and ran head-on into the stone wall, like a fish or a dragon entering the water, disappearing in an instant.

Shen Qing's eyes flashed slightly, but her steps did not stop. The moment she touched the stone wall, she felt a faint suction force in front of her body, pulling her forward.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing in a dark corridor, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth had increased several times.

After walking through the corridor, we entered a huge stone hall with a high dome inlaid with countless luminous pearls, which looked like a sea of ​​stars and cast warm light.

The furnishings in the stone hall were quite messy, with more than ten wooden shelves placed in a criss-cross pattern, filled with bottles, jars and various books. In the corner, there was a huge tripod furnace with dark red flames burning under it.

Not far from the cauldron was a jade couch, on which an old man was sitting cross-legged. His hair and beard were all white, his back was straight, he had white hair but a youthful face, and a slightly thin figure. There were no wrinkles on his face, but in his slightly opened eyes, it was hard to hide the traces of the baptism of time.

"Junior Sikong Yuan, nice to meet you, Senior Wen." Sikong Yuan clasped his fists and bowed.

The ancestor of the Wen family, Wen Tianfeng, is an antique who has lived for over 700 years.

"What do you call this girl?"

The old man raised his eyelids slightly and looked directly at Shen Qing who was following Sikong Yuan. He had a sharp eye and could tell Shen Qing's strengths and weaknesses at a glance.

"Shen Qing, meet the senior."

Shen Qing took off his mask and bowed. In front of such a real land immortal, there was no need to play any tricks. It would be better to be honest.

The old man was not surprised to hear Shen Qing's name. He knew that Sikong Yuan had come to Daxia just for Shen Qing.

"Your father had come overseas in his early years, but I was in seclusion at the time, so I had never met him. There are not many people in the martial arts world who have practiced to his level."

Wen Tianfeng nodded slightly, his expression calm and his tone flat, it was hard to tell whether it was true or false.

After saying this, he looked up and stared at Sikong Yuan: "One would not come to see you for no reason. What are you doing here?"

"I would like to ask Senior to open the Dragon Spring Secret Realm for her alone if it is convenient for her."

Sikong Yuan spoke directly and stated his purpose.

"Give her a chance to open the Dragon Spring Secret Realm alone?!"

Hearing this request, Wen Tianfeng, who had been through the world for a long time, widened his eyes slightly and said in disbelief, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The Longquan Secret Realm is the foundation of the Longquan Fairy Island. It does not belong to the Wen family alone. The Qin and Wang families also have a certain share.

To open the Longquan Secret Realm, three keys are needed, held by the heads of three families respectively. It will only be opened once every twenty years. On the one hand, it is to reduce the loss of spiritual energy in the secret realm. On the other hand, it is also to take advantage of this opportunity to replenish the family foundation and select the next head of the family.

Every time the Longquan Secret Realm is opened, it is of great significance and is almost the bond of inheritance for the three major families.

"Senior still owes me a favor, and I'm here to settle the debt." Sikong Yuan's expression remained unchanged. He had stayed in Longquan Fairy Island for nearly ten years, so he naturally knew the special significance of Longquan Secret Realm.

"This favor from me is worth more than this price. You have to think it over carefully."

Wen Tianfeng was surprised for a moment, and looked at Shen Qing carefully, his snow-white eyebrows slightly raised: "At her age, if she has never entered the secret realm, it is indeed not easy to have such a cultivation level. The practice must have been hard, but at best, she is just a top-grade talent. Is it worth it?"

A strong man in the Gangsha realm already possesses unfathomable powers. He could tell at a glance that Shen Qing's bone age was not low, at least fifty or sixty years old. There were not many monks of this age on Longquan Island, but he could find more than a dozen.

"I owe Shen Lie a life, and now I'm returning it to him. It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not." Sikong Yuan said calmly, his expression calm.

Wen Tianfeng did not speak. He took out a jade plate from somewhere and waved to Shen Qing:

"Girl, come forward."

Shen Qing followed his instructions and stepped forward. At Wen Tianfeng's signal, he placed his palm on the stone slab. Lines of ancient characters flashing with fluorescence gradually appeared.

These ancient characters obviously did not belong to this era and were extremely old. She did not recognize them. Wen Tianfeng was obviously very familiar with ancient characters. After taking a glance at them, he spoke slowly: