Lingxiao Immortal Clan

The other side.

It is also in a large courtyard.

"Uncle, you are finally back to see Jia'er. Uncle, did you bring any beautiful clothes for Jia'er this time?"

A girl wearing a white flower skirt, with extremely white skin and excellent temperament, who looked like she came from a big family, was sitting on a tea table, reading a book. She suddenly noticed a noise around her. When she saw that it was a cold young man, her face suddenly burst into laughter.

"I haven't seen you in a few months. You stinky girl still loves beauty as much as before."

That cold young man was Ling Wanxu. He looked at the little girl, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face.

If there were any outsiders here, they would be shocked to see Ling Wanxu actually smiling.

Ling Wanxu has always treated others with a cold face in the Ling clan, even when he met some of the elders in the clan, he was still like this, as if nothing could move him.

He is also secretly called Facial Paralysis Sword Master by many tribesmen.

I never thought that Ling Wanxu had such a side.

At this time, an old couple and a young couple also walked out of the courtyard house.

These four people are Ling Wanxu's parents, sister, and brother-in-law respectively.

That little girl is Ling Wanxu's niece.

The whole family started chatting with each other at this moment.

But there are countless scenes of monks looking for their mortal relatives in Lingxiao City, where hundreds of thousands of mortals live.

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at the same time.

Deep in the Ling clan.

Foreign Affairs Hall.

On a tea table in a main hall.

"Qianyu, Uncle Pengcheng, we will have to work hard to relocate the mortals from the Foreign Affairs Hall and send the seven thousand casual cultivators from the Foreign Affairs Hall to various places to garrison. I need to retreat urgently. Learn a technique."

Ling Chengxia, the master of the Foreign Affairs Hall, greeted the middle-aged monk in front of him, who was thin and kind-faced, and Ling Pengcheng, who had a murderous aura.

Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu are the two deputy heads of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

The former, because he does not have any skills, but has rich combat experience and strong management ability in the city, is the boss of Baiyunfang City in the Baiyun Mountains on the front line.

In addition, because of his extremely high seniority and his cultivation level reaching the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, he was entrusted with important tasks by his family and became a deputy head of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

In addition, he also led a group of casual cultivators from the Foreign Affairs Hall to sit in Baiyunfang City all year round.

As for the thin Zhang Qianyu, he was one of the confidants trained by Ling Chengxia.

Although Zhang Qianyu has the qualification of three spiritual roots, his understanding is extremely high and his speed in comprehending the techniques is extremely fast, which also indirectly speeds up his cultivation progress.

In addition, this person was extremely good at managing various tedious affairs, so he was valued by Ling Chengxia.

"Cheng Xia, don't worry and go into seclusion. Fellow Taoist Qianyu and I will take care of these chores."

The white-haired Ling Pengcheng said with a smile.

"Not bad, Hall Master."

Zhang Qianyu also spoke at this moment.

Ling Chengxia smiled, tapped the storage bag on his waist and summoned two jade pendant-like magic weapons, and handed them to Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu respectively.

"This is a quasi-third-level protective magic weapon that I begged from my father. Once faced with a crisis, as long as spiritual power is channeled into it, an extremely powerful defensive light curtain can be activated. Even a pseudo-dan realm monk can It takes three hits to break."

"It can even withstand a full blow from a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core."

"However, after each use of this magic weapon, it needs to be warmed and cured for three days before it can be used again."

When Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu saw this, their eyes lit up.

With these two magical weapons, they will be much safer when they are stationed on the front line of the Baiyun Mountains in the near future.

And this kind of magic weapon, they can't get it at all on ordinary days.

Even Ling Pengcheng is like this. He can get a second-level high-grade protective magical weapon.

However, it is extremely difficult to refine a quasi-third-level magic weapon. Only the third-level weapon refiner Ling Pengyun in the entire Ling clan can refine it.

Moreover, refining this kind of quasi-third-level magic weapon also requires the use of third-level spiritual materials.

These are things that they, the foundation-building monks, have difficulty accessing.

It is precisely for this reason that both Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu are extremely grateful to Ling Chengxia.

The two of them were grateful to Ling Chengxia for a while.

"One year later, when you stay with me on the frontline in the Baiyun Mountains, you will be worthy of the two treasures I gave you today if you survive well."

Ling Chengxia's eyes shone slightly and he spoke.

After saying that, he left here.

The two deputy heads of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu, who were still here, also looked gloomy because of what Ling Chengxia just said.

Because of their higher cultivation level, the place where they were stationed during the Monster Rebellion a year later was, like Ling Chengxia, the boundary of the Baiyun Mountains on the front line.

After a while, the two of them finally reacted.

That Zhang Qianyu also spoke at this moment.

"Fellow Pengcheng, the monk who supervises the Foreign Affairs Hall, the matter of relocating mortals is a waste of time and extremely boring, so I will leave this matter to me."

After hearing this, Ling Pengcheng also had a look of satisfaction on his face.

Over the years, as the deputy head of the Foreign Affairs Hall, the reason why he watched the hall leader Ling Chengxia promote Zhang Qianyu, an outsider, to serve as a high-ranking official in the Foreign Affairs Hall was because of Zhang Qianyu's way of doing things.

Qian Yu never competes with others for this piece of work. He is willing to take on any hard work and is very self-aware.

"Fellow Daoist Qianyu, you are on the verge of breaking through to the late stage of foundation building. There is still nearly a year left in the monster chaos. This period of time is enough for you to retreat. If you can break through, it will also be of great benefit to the family."

"Leave the more tedious matter of relocating mortals to me, and leave the simple task of dispatching the seven thousand monks from the Foreign Affairs Hall to various places to garrison."

Ling Pengcheng said with a smile.

Zhang Qianyu nodded when he saw some kindness on Ling Pengcheng's face, and since he was indeed breaking through the edge.

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Pengcheng, for this. I will definitely repay you in the future."

"Every little thing is done for the family." Ling Pengcheng said.

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at the same time.

The top of Lingxiao Mountain.

In a cave.

"Uncle Peng Yun, please give me another quasi-third-level protective magic weapon, just the last one!"

Ling Chengping, who was nearly a hundred years old, looked like a teenage girl, holding Ling Pengyun's right hand and saying coquettishly.

Ling Pengyun looked at this scene with a very dark expression.

"Just now, I have given you four quasi-third-level protective magic weapons. What else do you want, do you have to empty out your uncle Peng Yun's storage bag?"

Ling Chengping's eyes watered and she said delicately.

"Uncle Peng Yun, isn't this the danger of the monster beast chaos? My strength is low, and this time I am going to the front line with my family to garrison in the Baiyun Mountains. If I don't have a few powerful defensive means to protect myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything. A way out."

"Do you, Uncle Pengyun, plan to watch...my daughter be in danger during the subsequent chaos of monsters and beasts?"

"Also... Uncle Peng Yun, over the years, I have cultivated three earth-type silkworm kings in the foundation-building stage and one silkworm king in the middle-stage foundation-building stage for my family. The thousands of earth-type silkworms in the family are still waiting for me to take care of them. ”

When Ling Pengyun heard the word "daughter" and looked at Ling Chengping's appearance and what Ling Chengping said about the earth-type spiritual silkworm, his heart suddenly softened.

Ling Chengping is now the first person in the family's silkworm breeding, and her silkworm cultivation has reached the second-level middle level.

At the same time, she is also the only second-level silkworm breeder in the family. The other dozen or so silkworm breeders in the family are still lingering on the first level.

In addition, the family's soil-bearded spiritual silkworms, which originally only had a few dozen, have also grown to thousands after decades of cultivation.

And every year, the group of soil-bearing spirit silkworms can spit out thousands of kilograms of first- and second-level soil-bearing spirit silkworms.

This batch of spiritual silk is worth at least tens of thousands of spiritual stones, and this silk is a good material for refining formation flags. The family usually keeps it for their own use to refine formations and maximize profits.

The formations stored by the family can be increased by dozens every year because of the group of soil-bearded spirit silkworms.

It can be said that the group of earth-bearded silkworms raised by Ling Chengping are extremely important to the family.

And Ling Chengping, the hero who developed and expanded the soil-bearded silkworm group, is naturally even more important.

Due to emotions and reasons, Ling Pengyun should indeed give Ling Chengping more defensive means.

But when Ling Pengyun thought of Ling Chengping's strong net worth, his face turned even darker.

"Your cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building is still low?"

"Besides, don't you have very few defensive means on your body?"

"Last year during the Spring Festival, you took away a prototype defensive talisman from me. In the same year, you took away three third-level low-grade defensive talismans from your Aunt Siyi. The year before last, during the Spring Festival..."

"Rough calculation, you have more than a dozen defensive means that can withstand the Golden Core cultivators. I am afraid that ordinary early Golden Core cultivators will not be able to pose any threat to you in a short period of time."

"I'm afraid that the entire family, except for Jindan monks like me, you are the safest in the chaos of monsters. Just like this... you still pretend to be pitiful... When you were a child, you were not beaten enough. As someone else's wife, you still Are you going to be beaten?"

When Ling Chengping saw this, she was not afraid. Instead, she squeezed out two tears and said to Ling Pengyun with red eyes.

"Father, if you want to beat your daughter, then do it."

Ling Pengyun glared at Ling Chengping angrily. When he saw that Ling Chengping was not afraid and looked pitiful, and called him dad again, he suddenly sighed helplessly.

Then, he also took out a magic talisman from the storage bag and handed it to Ling Chengping.

"I really don't have any accurate third-level protective magic weapon on me."

"Take this third-level low-grade defensive talisman."

Ling Chengping's eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately took it, but she still didn't leave and continued to speak to Ling Pengyun in a coquettish tone.

"Dad, it's not enough."

Ling Pengyun's suppressed anger suddenly burst out.

"roll."

He raised his hand and mobilized a huge amount of spiritual power to blast Ling Chengping out of the cave.

The door of the cave was also closed tightly.

At this time, Lin Fan, who had been waiting at the gate of the cave, also came forward.

When he saw his wife Ling Chengping's appearance, he immediately understood what Ling Chengping had just done, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Madam, with such a large family, Dad also has difficulties. Don't use this trick in the future to make things difficult for Dad."

"What do you know? If I wasn't afraid that something would happen to you during the monster chaos, I wouldn't ask dad for so many defensive treasures."

Ling Chengping, who was still looking pretty, suddenly changed her expression and said angrily.

Lin Fan also knew there was something wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything.

But at this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from the closed cave.

"For the sake of Lin Fan's son-in-law being quite sensible, I'll give you, this crazy girl, two more third-level middle-grade defensive talismans."

"Don't even think about taking any spiritual objects from me in the future. Get out of Lingxiao Mountain."

As soon as these words fell, two talismans with bright spiritual light flew out through the cave and landed in front of Ling Chengping.

Ling Chengping's face changed, and her tearful face suddenly burst into a smile.

She also said loudly to the closed cave at this moment.

"Thank you, Dad."

Lin Fan on the side also thanked him.

At the same time.

In the hall inside the cave.

Ling Pengyun's eyes flashed brightly. With the help of pupil technique, he looked at Ling Chengping, who was like a living treasure outside the cave, with helplessness on his face.

"This crazy girl is getting harder and harder to control. By comparison, Cheng Xia, that stinky boy, seems better."