Grassroots Immortality

"Husband, have you gained anything after being away from the sect for so many days?"

Li Qingling was the first to speak, asking Lin Xian. Lin Xian left the sect that day for the purpose of going out to find a way to break through the shackles of his physical body. Li Qingling was very clear about this, and Lin Xian did not hide it.

Hearing Li Qingling's question, Lin Xian sighed slightly, and then shook his head.

Afterwards, Lin Xian also asked, "I have been away from the sect for several years. Is the sect developing smoothly? Has Qingling encountered any troubles?"

Hearing Lin Xian's question, Li Qingling also shook her head and continued, "Since my husband left, the Qinglian Sect has grown stronger and stronger, and its reputation in the Wanling Mountains has become increasingly louder."

"Both the strength of the sect and the recruitment of disciples have greatly improved compared to before, so my husband doesn't have to worry about it."

"It's just that my husband didn't gain anything on this trip. I don't know what my husband plans to do in the future? Will he return to the sect or continue to look for a way to solve the shackles of the physical body."

"Also, my husband has been away from the sect for several years, and I have also ordered the sect to do its best to find a lot of materials for my husband. Now that I see my husband, it's just right to give them to him."

After Li Qingling finished speaking, she took out a storage bag and handed it to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian took the storage bag and used his spiritual sense to check it out. Sure enough, all of them were materials for refining Huatian Ji.

There are more than ten kinds of these materials, which are worth a lot when added together. It must have cost the sect a lot of manpower and financial resources.

Although there is still a lot of materials to refine the Huatian Ji, Lin Xian was very happy that he had found more than ten kinds of materials in just a few years.

"Thank you Qingling, because of my affairs, you have worked hard, and I have never shared any sect affairs with you. For this, I feel deeply guilty..."

Before Lin Xian finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Qingling's words.

"Husband, there is no need to be so formal. I, Li Qingling, am willing to be your Taoist partner because I have made up my mind to be with you for the rest of my life. Qingling is only over 200 years old now, and she still has a lot of life left."

"If your husband's problem is not solved, there will be great hidden dangers. You don't need to worry about the sect's affairs. The sect is developing well, and everything is thanks to your husband. For this, Qingling has to thank you."

"Husband, just concentrate on practicing, and you don't need to worry about the sect's affairs. When your husband succeeds in forming a baby, our Qinglian Sect will surely rise again. At that time, we will need your power, and I hope you can help Qingling with all your strength."

Li Qingling spoke gently and eloquently.

After hearing Li Qingling's words, Lin Xian did not speak, but looked serious.

After a few breaths, Lin Xian spoke again.

"I'm afraid it's not so easy to break through the shackles of my physical body. I'm also very worried about this, fearing that I will disappoint Qingling."

"If I have to, I may go to the Dragon Prison Land to find a way to break through the shackles of my physical body."

Hearing Lin Xian's words, Li Qingling also comforted him: "Don't worry, husband. Even if I am the one, I dare not set foot in the Dragon Prison Land easily. You are only a hundred years old."

"Besides, there is still a long time before the baby is formed. Don't take risks easily. If I have to, Qingling is willing to accompany you to the Dragon Prison Land to find a solution."

Hearing Li Qingling's words, Lin Xian also nodded slightly.

Lin Xian and his wife flew all the way, chatting.

Time passed unknowingly. At this time, the two had left the Mori Plain and entered the mountains.

However, just when the two thought they could easily return to Xihuang City, a figure in front of them suddenly stopped them from talking.

Seeing someone flying towards her, Li Qingling also stopped her flight light, her eyes were cold.

Because she had recognized that the person was the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Yin Gui Sect. Although Li Qingling had not taken the many sarcasms and difficulties before to heart, she did not expect that this person would actually intercept her here. The purpose was of course self-evident.

The old man of the Yin Gui Sect stopped about a hundred feet away from Li Qingling, and then looked at Lin Xian beside Li Qingling.

Here, he said in a tone that deserved a beating: "Fairy Qingling is such a beautiful woman, she actually likes a junior. In fact, as long as Fairy Qingling nods, I believe that even the mid-Yuanying cultivators in my sect will be willing to become Taoist partners with the fairy."

"Fairy, why do you have to do this? Are you just trying to make me sad? But the fairy's actions really make me sad."

"But even so, as long as the fairy nods and agrees to be my concubine, I will still forgive the fairy, and I promise that you will definitely become the most favored one among my concubines."

The cultivator surnamed Wang from the Yin Gui Sect was waiting here, obviously with ill intentions, wanting to kill Li Qingling here, and from then on, there would be no more Yuanying cultivators in the Qinglian Sect.

Later, perhaps they would not even need the Yin Gui Sect to take action, and the Qinglian Sect would be destroyed by other sects.

At this moment, Li Qingling's face was already angry, and Lin Xian had a cold face.

Even if the other party was a Yuanying cultivator, Lin Xian's eyes were filled with murderous intent when he humiliated his Taoist partner in front of him.

Li Qingling didn't want to speak at all. She felt there was no need to talk to such a person.

Li Qingling opened her mouth and sprayed, and her life magic weapon flew out of her mouth.

The long green silk turned into a giant dragon, winding and circling in the air.

Under the urging of Li Qingling's spell, the long green silk rushed towards the monk surnamed Wang like a green dragon.

The monk surnamed Wang of the Yin Gui Sect saw Li Qingling and started to attack without saying a word.

There was also a mocking look on his face. He had been in the Nascent Soul stage for hundreds of years. Although he was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he was much stronger than Li Qingling in every aspect, whether it was the power of his life magic weapon, the strength of his magic power, or the richness of his combat experience.

If Li Qingling wanted to fight him, it would only be Li Qingling who would suffer in the end.

And this time he could ambush here, just to get rid of Li Qingling and make the Qinglian Sect disappear from the world of immortal cultivation.

In order to avoid seeing Li Qingling's eyes that wanted revenge often, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The monk surnamed Wang also opened his mouth and sprayed, and a black flag appeared in front of him.

The monk surnamed Wang stretched out his right hand, held the black flag in his hand, and then began to wave the flag in his hand vigorously.

He was also muttering something in his mouth. Under the control of the Yin Gui Sect cultivator surnamed Wang, a large amount of black smoke began to emerge from the black flag.

Soon, the sound of thousands of ghosts crying and wailing rang out in this world.

Countless ghosts flew out of the black fog and flew towards Li Qingling. The scene was so shocking that it made people's scalps numb.