Longevity And Romance Begin With The Redemption Of A Good Family

Guo senior coldly snorted, glanced to the side, and disappeared in an instant.

The faces of all the cultivators turned pale.

Lu Yu, who had relatively low cultivation, felt a surge of blood in his throat, almost spewing out.

Beside him, Ye Daotong's hair was disheveled, looking disheveled.

Ye Daotong stood up with a worried expression and saw Lu Yu looking at him after standing up, frowning and saying, "Perhaps there was a miscommunication with the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Holy Spirit Mountain, and Guo senior was upset, that's why..."

Ye Daotong shook his head and said, "If I had known that there would be such a disaster this time, why would I have brought my family with me?"

"It's a miscalculation."

He suddenly saw Jiang Yuru at the door of the room and approached her, saying, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please go and talk to Guo senior. I was only recently assigned here..."

Jiang Yuru looked hesitant and interrupted, "Senior Ye, although I am responsible for Guo senior's daily arrangements, we have been getting closer these days."

"But I haven't even secured my own evacuation qualification, so how can I help you plead?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Daotong walked back to the room in silence.

"No, I will try again later."

For a while, there were not many cultivators leaving the room.

The attendant came up several times to change the spiritual tea, and it wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that Ye Daotong couldn't bear it and went downstairs to the backyard.

Not long after, he returned with a defeated look on his face.

Lu Yu's heart sank as he watched.

He didn't need to say anything, but he already knew the answer.

Among the three of them, who should accompany the Qingyun Pill Shop's immortal boat to evacuate?

When Lu Yu returned to Fengwu Residence, the sky was completely dark.

Only bursts of purple light accompanied by thunderous roars could be seen in the distance.

Lu Yu stood still in the courtyard for a long time, looking at the faint light coming from the second-floor bedroom, and slowly exhaled a breath.

His face tightened, then suddenly relaxed.

"With such low cultivation, I can't even protect myself, how can I protect my wives and concubines!"

"Everything is because of insufficient strength!"

Lu Yu turned his head to look at the distant purple thunder, feeling helpless.

In the face of such power, he felt ridiculous.

After a long time, a smile appeared on Lu Yu's face, and he walked heavily up the small building.

Entering the room, Lu Yu comforted his wives and concubines for a few words, then went downstairs to the main hall.

His mind was filled with distracting thoughts, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

...

Deep in the Holy Spirit Mountain, at the eighth level of the pit pagoda.

A Nascent Soul cultivator with a black face and purple lips formed a spiritual seal.

Then, outside the pagoda, a group of cultivators with numb expressions and stiff movements lined up and quickly flew towards the pagoda.

In just a few moments, this group of cultivators arrived at the eighth level.

The cultivator with the black face and purple lips kept changing his spiritual seals until his hand gestures stopped. The group of numb cultivators who had just reached the eighth level immediately rushed towards the guillotine in the center of the eighth level.

The guillotine seemed ancient, with only the blade being sharp and chilling. It seemed to sense the approach of cultivators and immediately danced around the guillotine, making it impossible for any air to pass through.

In an instant, heads rolled in large numbers, but strangely, these people did not bleed. Instead, the blade of the guillotine became scorching hot, emitting bursts of red smoke.

Seeing this, the cultivator with the black face and purple lips frowned slightly and secretly thought:

Only this last guillotine is left to be filled with a life, but it won't be long now.

With that in mind, he changed his spiritual seals again, and another group of numb cultivators rushed in from outside the pagoda.

The eerie scene of the guillotine harvesting heads without a drop of blood reappeared.

But this time, there was a sudden change.

As the guillotine beheaded the last numb cultivator, it suddenly stopped and retracted back onto the guillotine stand.

Seeing this, the black-faced, purple-lipped cultivator's eyes gleamed brightly, and he laughed heartily, saying, "Heaven is helping me, truly helping me!"

The other Nascent Soul elders on the eighth floor also opened their eyes and stood up together.

...

Another half month passed.

The purple thunder became even more dense, and even the sound of thunder grew louder.

More than thirty percent of the cultivators, who used the excuse of going out hunting but were actually escaping, had already surpassed the total number of independent cultivators in the market, and the situation was escalating.

The outer disciples of the Saint Spirit Mountain's general affairs office, who were usually stationed there, were indifferent to the matter of cultivators fleeing.

Some clever independent cultivators could even sense a hint of deliberate negligence.

In the Fengwu Residence, in the main hall of the Immortal Tower.

Lu Yu looked at the dual-headed spirit jiao moving freely and a faint joy appeared in his exhausted expression.

Although he had the cultivation level of a Tier 8 Spirit Master, understanding and practicing were completely different matters.

Moreover, the dual-headed spirit jiao cultivated a natural talent demonic technique, and if Lu Yu wanted to fully unleash the dual-headed spirit jiao's combat power like an extension of his own arm, he would also need to spend a lot of time familiarizing himself with it.

Controlling a spiritual beast was completely different from refining spirit beast pills.

In addition to being familiar with the inherent techniques and commonly used attack methods of the spiritual beast's soul, there also needed to be a tacit understanding and connection between the spiritual beast and the cultivator's nurturing intentions.

Although they had a spiritual contract, Lu Yu and the spirit jiao could communicate their thoughts to each other, but in extreme conditions, they even had to anticipate and coordinate with each other.

Without a long-term tacit understanding, it would be impossible to achieve that level.

Lu Yu waved his hand, and the dual-headed spirit jiao, which was originally running on the walls of the main hall, instantly turned into a green light and dove into Lu Yu's Daoist robe.

After refining it, he continued to recall the scene of Qin Qingrou releasing her spirit cow in his mind.

He constantly compared his dual-headed spirit jiao with her spirit cow.

He found that his dual-headed spirit jiao was even better.

Moreover, this was a killer move that could be hidden in his sleeve. If he used it unexpectedly and decisively, it would have a miraculous effect in a fight.

After controlling and communicating for a long time, Lu Yu finally called back the dual-headed spirit jiao.

He was about to sit cross-legged and restore the spiritual power he had just consumed when a white light flashed on his fingertip.

"Lu Yu Fellow Daoist, I have arrived outside the Fengwu Residence. Can I have a meeting with you?"

It was a voice transmission from Jiang Yuru.

Has she already arrived at the teleportation array outside the Fengwu Residence?

In front of the Immortal Tower.

Jiang Yuru lightly bit her lip, her long, shiny hair draped over her shoulders, and she tied two small braids on her left temple, looking somewhat playful and cute.

But at this moment, her face was full of anxiety and hesitation.

Even her graceful figure seemed a bit awkward.

Lu Yu opened the courtyard door and saw Jiang Yuru, who was dressed beautifully.

A calm smile appeared on his face as he waved his hand, inviting Jiang Yuru inside and saying, "Jiang Fellow Daoist, please come in."

"Coming to visit suddenly today, I wonder what the matter is?"

Jiang Yuru walked gracefully into the small building, and the two of them sat down in the first-floor hall.

Jiang Yuru asked first, "Lu Fellow Daoist, the immortal ship from the main tower will arrive at this market soon. I wonder how you plan to arrange it?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu relaxed and said, "There is only one spot, so naturally I will send one person away first, just one person."

"But, but Lu Fellow Daoist, don't you still have two wives?" Jiang Yuru asked, concerned. "What will happen to them if you leave?"

Jiang Yuru immediately assumed that if they were to evacuate, Lu Yu would be the first to leave.

A gloomy expression appeared on Jiang Yuru's face, and the charming smile that used to hang on her face disappeared.