Lingxiao Immortal Clan

A few days later, on January 1 of the following year.

At noon on this day, Ling Jin, the steward of the General Affairs Hall, finished handling the affairs of the General Affairs Hall, then left the General Affairs Hall, walked to the gate of a courtyard halfway up Lingxiao Mountain, and knocked on the door.

After a while, a fair-skinned young man opened the door from inside the house.

Seeing Ling Ru arrive first, this person looked a little doubtful, raised his hands to say hello respectfully, and asked.

"Eleventh great-grandfather, why are you here?"

This fair young man is none other than Ling Pengqiu, who is ranked twenty-seventh in the Peng generation.

"Pengqiu, do you still remember that a few months ago, you and I were talking about going out to guard low-level spiritual veins?" Ling Jinxian said with a smile.

"Of course I remember!" Ling Pengqiu said.

"It's a new year now. Your 20th ancestor, Ling Yunlang, has been stationed at Luan Shi Gang with a first-order low-grade spiritual vein for five years. His mission has been completed. You can go directly to take over now." Ling Enter the first path.

Ling Pengqiu looked happy when he heard this.

He has been able to go out to guard low-level spiritual veins and earn double tributes.

"Thank you, Eleventh Great-grandfather, for taking the trouble."

Ling Jin waved his hand first, patted the storage bag on his waist, summoned many spiritual objects, a map, and a letter from it on the ground, and said.

"It's just a small matter. I have already prepared the roster for the general affairs department for you. You can set off on your journey."

"As for the offerings you make when you go out to guard the rocky hill, it will be double what it is now. You will get ten spiritual stones and twenty kilograms of green jade spiritual rice every month. The additional yellow bud pill that the family will give you every month will also be Grow to two."

"This batch of spiritual objects is for you to enshrine in the next six months. There are a total of sixty spiritual stones, one hundred and twenty kilograms of green jade spiritual rice, and twelve yellow bud pills."

Seeing so many spiritual creatures appearing in front of him, Ling Pengqiu's expression gradually became more fiery and he secretly said happily.

"In just one month's salary, those two yellow bud pills are enough for me to practice for twenty days."

"With the help of the ten spiritual stones and spiritual rice from the monthly offerings, I am fully able to purchase spiritual fruits that are better for my cultivation. With the accumulation of these spiritual objects, my cultivation will progress at a certain speed. A bit faster than now.”

"That map depicts the detailed locations of spiritual veins within the family."

"As for that letter, it was given to your 20th Grandfather, so be sure to keep it safe."

Afterwards, Ling Ruxian warned Ling Pengqiu about the dangers of cultivating the immortal world before leaving.

Ling Pengqiu put all the things Ling Rushui gave him into the storage bag, and then returned to his courtyard to sort out the debris in the house.

After finishing these chores, Ling Pengqiu took out the map that Ling Jinxian had just given to him from his storage bag, depicting the detailed locations of spiritual veins in the family territory, and looked at it carefully, looking for the chaos that needed to be garrisoned this time. Stone hill location.

After finding the location, he did not delay too much, blessed a light body technique, and left the Lingxiao Mountain.

Within a few days, Ling Pengqiu, with the blessing of the Light Body Technique, rushed thousands of miles and arrived outside the Rock Hill.

"Twentieth Grandfather, I am Pengqiu. This time the family asked me to come and take your place here."

In order to avoid entering the Rock Hill rashly and touching the formations arranged inside, Ling Pengqiu shouted loudly into the Rock Hill.

Within a moment, an old man with a scholarly temperament rushed out from the rocky hills and came to Ling Pengqiu.

This old man is Ling Yunlang who is stationed in this rocky hill.

When Ling Yunlang saw Ling Pengqiu's arrival, he felt a little confused.

When he mobilized his spiritual consciousness and swept it over Ling Pengqiu's body, he realized that the aura released by Ling Pengyun had reached the fourth level of Qi training.

"Fourth level of Qi training!" Ling Yunlang secretly said in shock.

There were not many members of the Ling clan, and they basically knew each other. Ling Yunlang had also met Ling Pengqiu a few times, and he probably knew Ling Pengqiu's age and qualifications.

It is extremely strange for someone so young and with the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots to have such a level of cultivation.

The family wanted to protect Ling Pengqiu, who had two spiritual roots, but claimed that Ling Pengqiu only had four spiritual roots.

However, when I think of Ling Pengyun, the eighth-ranked Peng character in the family, who has the five-spirit root qualification and has now reached the ninth level of Qi training, I feel relieved.

"Pengqiu, I didn't expect that this kid like you would be the one to replace me in guarding this rocky hill." Ling Yunlang said with a smile.

"Twentieth Grandfather." After Ling Pengqiu said hello as a junior, he took out the letter from Ling Jinxian from his storage bag and handed it to Ling Yunlang.

"This letter was sent to you by my eleventh great-grandfather who is in charge of the family general affairs hall."

Seeing this, Ling Yunlang stretched out his hand to take it. With doubts, he opened the letter and looked at its contents carefully.

The general content of the letter is that the family is short of manpower. Ling Rushui, who manages the Lingxiao Rice Hall opened by the family in Yunwu Market, has a short life span, and there is no one in the family to take over for the time being.

As long as Ling Yunlang, a clan member who had just completed a garrison mission, was free, the family planned to send him to replace Ling Rushui and manage Ling Xiao Mi Tang.

If he agrees to this, the Lingxiao Rice Hall can always be managed by him in the future.

As for the matter of letting Ling Rushui return to the mountains to retire, it was Ling Pengyun, a new member of the family who established the foundation, who proposed it, but there was no mention of it in the letter.

After reading the contents of the letter, Ling Yunlang looked overjoyed.

Although managing a store is a waste of time, it will have an impact on your cultivation progress.

But Ling Yunlang is now over seventy years old, and he no longer has much expectations for his cultivation.

Furthermore, for managing a store, in addition to double the offerings, there is also a commission.

This matter is a good job for an old cultivator like Ling Yunlang who has no potential.

Although he is old and does not need spiritual stones, a few years ago, one of his grandsons had his spiritual roots tested.

If he could earn more spiritual stones, his grandson's path would be smoother in the future.

Immediately, he agreed to the family's proposal to take over Ling Rushui's management of the Lingxiao Rice Hall in Yunwu Market.

As for why the family would let him take over such a good job, the letter explained the situation, and Ling Yunlang did not doubt it.

After all, the family's shortage of manpower is known to all the clan members.

After thinking back, Ling Yunlang put away the letter and then called Ling Pengqiu.

"Pengqiu, follow me into the hills. I will introduce you to the spiritual plants planted in the three acres of first-level lower-grade spiritual fields opened up in this chaotic rock hill."

Ling Pengqiu nodded, and followed Ling Yunlang into the chaotic rock hill.

After Ling Yunlang handed over everything in the Stone Hill to Ling Pengqiu, and in accordance with the clan tradition, he prepared a welcoming banquet for Ling Pengqiu, the young man, to welcome him. Then he left the Stone Hill and rushed to the Yunwu Market opened by the Yunwu Wen Clan.

A few days later, Ling Yunlang, who left the Stone Hill, rushed thousands of miles and finally arrived at the Yunwu Market.

As soon as he entered the Yunwu Market, he rushed to Lingxiao Rice Hall and found Ling Rushui, who was in charge of this store, and told Ling Rushui that the clan had called him back to the family for retirement in advance.

Ling Rushui was very happy about this.

He should have ended the management of Lingxiao Rice Hall eight years ago and returned to the family for retirement.

But the family was short of manpower and there was no spare manpower to take over this store.

He could only delay his return to the family for retirement.

Ling Rushui handed over the affairs of Lingxiao Rice Hall to Ling Yunlang, and took Ling Yunlang to the shops opened by the four major families in Yunwu Market to meet the managers.

After everything was settled, Ling Yunlang did not let Ling Rushui, whose life span was short and whose cultivation had fallen back to the fourth level of Qi training, leave directly, but asked him to wait for someone from the family to take him back to the clan mountain.

Such arrangements were written in the letter given by Ling Pengqiu.

As for why, it was also very simple. Ling Pengyun, who transferred Ling Rushui back to the family in advance for retirement, was worried that Ling Rushui, whose cultivation had begun to decline for many years, would travel thousands of miles alone to return home.

At the beginning, when Ling Pengyun was still stationed in Qingshi Mountain, Ling Ruguo, who sent him salary and whose cultivation had begun to decline with Ling Rushui, was attacked by a monster on the way back to the family and injured his vitality. Although he killed the monster, the speed at which Ling Ruguo's spiritual power was lost was also accelerated.

A few years later, Ling Ruguo died due to exhaustion of his lifespan.

A few days later, it was noon on the tenth day of January.

Outside the Yunwu Market, a huge green-haired Peng bird suddenly fell from the sky to the ground.

Then, a young man jumped off the back of the Peng bird.

"I haven't been here for nearly eight years."

The young man looked at the market in front of him, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

This young man was Ling Pengyun.

And the green-haired Peng bird was Feng Yingpeng.

After being distracted for a moment, Ling Pengyun came back to his senses.

"You wait here, I will go out in a few hours. During this time, don't walk around to avoid danger."

Ling Pengyun gave an order to Feng Yingpeng beside him, and then stepped towards the entrance of the market.

At this time, Wen Ruoli, a late Qi training cultivator of the Yunwu Wen Clan who had been stationed at the Yunwu Market for nearly ten years, was startled by the arrival of the late Qi training Fengying Peng and appeared at the entrance of the market.

When he saw that the face of the person riding the late Qi training Fengying Peng was somewhat familiar, he frowned and thought about it carefully.

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered the identity of the person.

"This young man should be Ling Pengyun, the Ling family member of the Peng generation who has been very famous for improving the new type of spiritual rice in recent years."

"It is said that this person has five spiritual roots, but with his strong comprehension and spiritual consciousness, he has raised his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi training at the age of only twenty. I wonder if it is true?"

Because he was curious about Ling Pengyun's cultivation, Wen Ruoli mobilized his spiritual consciousness to scan Ling Pengyun's body as he walked towards the market, but he did not detect any breath leaking from Ling Pengyun.

"The method of holding back the breath?" Wen Ruoli wondered secretly.

Before Ling Pengyun arrived this time, he tried to gather his breath as much as possible in his body.

Although there was still some breath leaking out because he had not comprehended the method of holding breath, the breath leaking out was not something that Wen Ruoli, who was in the late stage of Qi training, could detect.

He did this because he didn't want to be too high-profile.

Now he was in the territory of Yunwu Wen Clan, and he had just entered the foundation building stage. If the foundation building of Yunwu Wen Clan knew about this, he might attack him.

After all, the Ling Clan and the Wen Clan were bordering each other. Once the Ling Clan became powerful, how could the Wen Clan live comfortably in the future.

Just when Wen Ruoli was confused, Ling Pengyun had walked in front of him and handed him the pass token of Yunwu Market.

"This is my pass token. I wonder if I can enter the market?"

"Of course." Wen Ruoli heard the call, came back to his senses, looked at the authenticity of the pass, and handed the pass token back, saying a word.

After Ling Pengyun put away the pass token, he stepped into the Yunwu Market.

Wen Ruoli looked at Ling Pengyun in a trance.

"The young generation of the Ling family is really talented. In the past, there was Ling Pengxing, a rare sword cultivator with extraordinary cultivation aptitude, and in the future, there was Ling Pengyun, who improved the quality of spiritual rice."

"On the other hand, my Yunwu Wen family...is in a period of transition, and the only young generation that can show off is Nian Ling."

"Four years ago, the foundation-building pill that the Ling family bought from the Xiyang small meeting was most likely given to Ling Pengxing, the most talented of the Peng generation. I don't know if Ling Pengxing has successfully built a foundation now."

"Once this person builds a foundation, the Ling family will have three foundation-building people."

"After a few decades, the shortage of manpower in the Ling family will be solved. Decision, digested the spiritual veins in their own territory, and when they need to develop externally, they will inevitably target our Yunwu Wen family. "

"There is only one foundation-building person in the family. Once the Ling family takes action in the future, they will be defenseless."

"I don't know how the family will deal with such things in the future!"

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