Journey To Longevity

"He has always been like this. Doesn't the ancestor not know? There are not many people who can endure two hundred years of penance. Since he is unwilling, then we will slowly plan the clan affairs. As long as they dare to contact us, then There is a chance." Yan Li said.

"The old man's lifespan is running out. I originally wanted to go to Baimang Mountain to fight for it, but the Western Desert is too domineering. We old guys who are close to lifespan have no chance this time. Now the Venerable Hongyue is gone. Go, clan matters are no longer taboo. For the rest of my days, I will try my best to bridge the gap for you and unite with other clans that were once distributed in various clans. As long as they dare to contact us, then I will do my best at that time. Erosion has divided up the rest of the clan, and I hope that we can find the secret place where the ancestors of the clan had to meet the inheritance. Since we can't get our hands on the true inheritance of the clan, only the inheritance of the clan can make our Yan family go further." Yan Yulou said .

"What about the methods of enlightening the emptiness and transforming the gods in recent years, are there hidden troubles?" Yan Li asked.

"Who knows? The appearance of the method of enlightening the emptiness and transforming the gods tens of thousands of years ago is extremely strange, and the new one is also the same now. There must be big people we don't know playing games, no matter what kind of practice, There must be hidden dangers. According to the news from the Red Moon Tower, the Demon Lord of Baimang Mountain is a Mahayana monk of the Sanmu tribe in the spiritual world. The reason why he taught this method is to guide Xiaohuan Those extreme figures in the world, and then thought of slavery! But at that time, there was only this way, and we monks in the small world had no choice! If you can't become a god, Qinghe Yudan and the others are also a dead end. Pity me, even this kind of slavery There is no chance of serving." Yan Yulou sighed.

"Old Ancestor!" Yan Li said with some embarrassment.

"Li'er, the patriarch will teach you a lesson at last. No matter what the outcome of some things is, what the end will be, we and other monks can only turn things around if they are alive. You also think that you have become a Nascent Soul, so you have to hold on to your identity. Everything is imaginary! So what if you are the best in the small world, if you don’t reach the spirit world, you will be a cultivator of transformation if you die. Venerable Hongyue has been in Nanzhou for thousands of years, and even the White Horse Temple dare not compete with him, but Now, where is he? If he is dead, everything is meaningless." Yan Yulou said.

"Thank you for teaching the ancestor." Yan Li said.

"There is also the matter of Yunxian, which is really a pity. Originally, I wanted to marry the Zhang family and advance together." Yan Yulou said.

"Since this is the case, then Yunxian should stay in the clan and cultivate it well, Jindan is not impossible." Yan Li persuaded.

"You can decide this matter. From now on, you will be the master of the family. I, an old guy who is about to die, don't talk too much." Yan Yulou laughed.

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While the old and new Nascent Soul monks from the Yan family were chatting privately, Zhang Shiping on the other end had left Quinoa Island for more than a thousand miles, and randomly found a small uninhabited island to settle down.

He walked among the trees on the island, frowning slightly, thinking about the things before Yan's house.

What the old guy said about Qin Feng and the clan, in fact, since he learned the nine surnames of the clan, he also had some guesses in his heart.

After all, there must be some connection between Qin Feng and Cao Xiu, a clan monk.

Since Venerable Hongyue suppressed all forces in Nanzhou, the clan has been frightened for two or three thousand years. They only dare to make small moves, and even the connection between each other is a single line, for fear that Hongyuelou will follow the clues to find overseas strongholds.

In this case, Qin Feng can still win the trust of the other party. It can only be said that he is also from the clan, and there is a natural affection for each other.

However, according to Zhang Shiping's information, Qin Feng was an orphan adopted by Qin Xiangshan in the secular world, so he followed Qin's surname. And if Qin Feng is indeed a monk of the Qin family in the clan, then it would be interesting.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping couldn't help chuckling.

It seems that there are still some unknown clan monks in Nanzhou, centipedes, dead but not stiff.

Thinking about it, how could the nine clans that have occupied the hinterland of Nanzhou for 30,000 years be wiped out by the Red Moon Tower?

Some of them fled overseas in order to attract the attention of Venerable Red Moon, while the other part concealed their identities and continued to live with new faces.

As for the Yan family, they must also be involved with the clan.

And in this way, Zhang's family is also in a similar situation, otherwise Yan Yulou would not use words to hint.

However, clans have not appeared in Nanzhou legitimately for thousands of years, and some families with intermittent inheritance have long forgotten their past.

In addition, Yan Yulou invited him to explore overseas secret places together, which may be a good intention.

But right now Zhang Shiping hasn't even condensed the Qingshuang Sword to the level of Lingbao, and his realm cultivation has not been fully consolidated, so this trip is not so safe in his opinion.

Although Yan Yulou first wanted to be a matchmaker, it was only later that he talked about it.

If an ordinary person rejects the former at the beginning, and then refuses later, he will always feel a little embarrassed, and maybe he will agree after hesitation.

But this kind of small talk skills didn't have much effect on Zhang Shiping's side. He has a steelyard in his heart, he has his own plans for when and what to do, and he will not change his mind just because of a few words from others and being tempted by some.

Although sometimes a monk is too rational and cares too much about the pros and cons, and will miss some opportunities, but this is better than losing his life unknowingly!

Of course, what is more important is that he has not yet been named in the Yinming Book. If the other party has murderous intentions, then when one side is prepared and the other side is not prepared, a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator , I am afraid that even the Nascent Soul will not be able to escape.

Maybe this opportunity is not shallow, but Zhang Shiping didn't plan to go out rashly before he was ready.

As for the timing of going out, at least wait until he has guarded Binhai City for 180 years and has completely consolidated his current realm, and during this period, he should prepare more means to deal with various contingencies.

After this, he will start to really come and go to seek spiritual things.

After all, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, relying on ordinary meditation to refine qi, I am afraid it will take thousands of years, and the true emperors in the early stage of the Nascent Soul may not be able to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a Nascent Soul cultivator who would be stuck in the early stage all his life and would not be able to make any progress.

But the most indispensable thing for a monk is patience. The more anxious a monk is, the easier it is to fall into the trap of others and the faster he dies!

After making up his mind, Zhang Shiping originally wanted to go back on the road and return to Binhai City.

But he suddenly had an idea, disappeared in a flash, and appeared in another mountain peak on the island the next moment. Looking at the deep stone cave in front of him, he lost his breath and walked in.

Slanting down the cave, Zhang Shiping walked about forty or fifty feet away. After the end, he just saw a mid-second-order giant python sleeping in a snake coil in the darkness. Around this monster, there are many corpses scattered here and there, not only the corpses of various monsters, but also more than a dozen broken human bones.

He picked up the storage bags scattered among the corpses as if no one was there, but instead of taking them away, he flipped his hands and took out an exquisite brocade box sealed by several talismans, and put it inside.

Inside the brocade box was a piece of non-gold and non-stone token with a turbulent blue-red aura on the surface, which recorded the location of Mingxin Bieyuan and the method of entering and exiting it, as well as a ray of Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness lurking, quietly Waiting for the monks who are destined.

After finishing, he casually threw the storage bag among the corpses, and appeared outside the cave in a flash.

The sound woke up the giant python. It spat out a dark red snake letter, and with a pair of emotionless eyes, it scanned the surroundings of the cave. After finding nothing, it suddenly heard some movement outside the cave, and rushed out.