Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Deep in the Eightfold Sea.

The sea water was rippling, and fish were swimming.

Qin Lingxiao, dressed in white, stood alone in the dark deep sea.

She stared blankly at the man in black scale robe, whose figure in front of her had become increasingly illusory and even somewhat transparent.

The man in black scale robe looked at her indifferently. Although they were only a few feet apart, his voice seemed to come from another world:

"Why... are you here?"

Qin Lingxiao woke up as if from a dream, lowered her head, and then looked up at the other party, her voice slightly lowered:

"You are one, and if the original body changes, will the incarnation also change accordingly?"

The man in black scale robe had a calm expression:

"You... found... the original body?"

Hearing this intermittent voice, Qin Lingxiao finally noticed something strange, and her consciousness quickly swept over the other party, but she was surprised to find that she was completely unaware of the existence of the man in black scale robe.

It was as if the person talking to her was just a projection without a real object.

"What's wrong with you?"

She asked hurriedly.

"Assimilated by the boundary membrane... and unable to escape..."

The voice of the man in black scaly robe did not change at all.

"Assimilated by the boundary membrane?!"

Qin Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously flashed and reached out to grab, but he really grabbed nothing.

Looking at the man in black scaly robe in front of him in disbelief:

"You, you are still alive?"

Being assimilated by the boundary membrane, the ending is the same as those predecessors who sacrificed their bodies to repair the sky when the sky fell in the past.

The true spirit is annihilated, and the Tao realm becomes part of the boundary membrane.

However, the man in black scaly robe in front of him, although he speaks slowly, can still speak after all, but he is not like those predecessors.

So Qin Lingxiao was naturally surprised and suspicious.

The man in black scaly robe said calmly:

"Twenty or thirty years later... there will be no me."

Hearing this, Qin Lingxiao's heart sank immediately:

"Is there no other way?"

The man in black scaly robe said indifferently:

"I... don't know."

"Don't know?"

Qin Lingxiao frowned slightly:

"What can I do for you?"

"I can't help..."

The man in black scaly robe said indifferently, and asked back:

"Why... are you looking for me?"

Qin Lingxiao was startled and lowered her head slightly.

She just didn't want to believe that the man would really become so cold and cruel that even her own son was just a chess piece in his hand.

That's why she came here to get confirmation.

However, the Yuanci Taoist in front of her obviously couldn't help her confirm the situation of that man.

She shook her head sadly:

"Nothing... You are his incarnation, are he and you the same?"

The Yuanci Taoist obviously understood what she meant, and a very subtle and imperceptible pity flashed in his indifferent eyes.

He did not speak, but a thought was transmitted into Qin Lingxiao's consciousness:

"I am him at different times, and also a part of his true nature, like a stream of water flowing out, and finally returning to one."

Hearing this, Qin Lingxiao could not help but look at the Yuanci Taoist. The Yuanci Taoist in front of him, apart from his robe, was exactly the same as the man in the secret realm of Wanfa Peak in terms of temperament and expression.

She shook her head slightly and whispered:

"I understand... Daoyou, take care. If I can still come back this time, I will definitely find a way to save you."

After saying that, she turned around and flew towards the sea without waiting for the Yuanci Taoist to respond.

Just at this moment, the voice of the Yuanci Taoist sounded again in the deep sea:

"...Wait a minute."

Qin Lingxiao was startled and turned his head.

But then he saw a gray divine light suddenly fly out from the black scale robe sleeve of the Yuanci Taoist and fall into her sleeve.

"What is this?"

Qin Lingxiao's heart was shocked.

The voice of Yuanci Taoist also sounded again:

"Take it."

The voice fell.

Qin Lingxiao only felt the flow of Taoism around her. With her cultivation level of the middle stage of the transformation of spirit, she practiced together with Yuanci Taoist, but she still couldn't understand the other party's methods. Her body shook slightly uncontrollably, and when she appeared again, she found that she had appeared on the sea.

"Palace Master!"

"Palace Master."

Seeing Qin Lingxiao's figure suddenly appear, the Yuanci Palace mages around him hurriedly surrounded him.

Qin Lingxiao didn't react at all, but carefully felt the gray divine light in her sleeves, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

She vaguely felt that this gray divine light seemed to be stronger than the last time when the other party scared Han Yanzi away.

She looked at the deep sea below with complicated eyes.

It is obvious that the two of them practiced the Yuanci Taoism at almost the same time, but the gap now is beyond reason.

For a moment, her heart became more complicated.

"It's a pity that he was assimilated by the boundary membrane and couldn't leave. Otherwise, he might not be a match for Han Yanzi if he met him."

Just thinking about it.

She suddenly couldn't help turning her head to look at the location of Tianjing City in the east.

At this moment, the cultivator's mysterious perception made her heart surge with a heart-wrenching pain.

This pain even made a tear fall quietly from the corner of her eye.

She instinctively raised her hand to wipe it away. When she saw the tear in her hand, she felt a strong sense of uneasiness, which made her feel irritable, anxious and other emotions at this moment.

"Let's go! Let's go back to Tianjing City first!"

Half a day later.

Qin Lingxiao, who led the crowd, stared blankly at the entire Tianjing City below, which was no longer inhabited by any people - if this could still be considered Tianjing City.

All he could see was ruins...

"Father——"

...

"The Qin family has met with disaster..."

Inside Chunyang Palace.

Zhao Feng and a group of elders who have reached the state of transformation all looked solemn.

Qin Lingxiao had visited them in person not long ago and strongly advocated the benefits of forming an alliance with the Wu Kingdom.

However, just a few days later, the bad news came that the entire Qin family had been abducted.

The only remaining Qin Lingxiao, according to the envoy sent by the sect, has now led the people of the Yuanci Palace to the direction of Huangjizhou.

Even though the top leaders of the Wanxiang Sect had reached a consensus before, accumulated strength, and waited for the opportunity, they still wavered a little when they heard such news.

This is not the casual cultivators and mortals who have heard but not seen, but the old forces that have had a friendship with the Wanxiang Sect for tens of thousands of years.

They were abducted overnight, and they didn't even receive any news during the whole process.

"Too scary... Even though the Qin family is now greatly weakened, they have been able to achieve this in such a short time. Han Yanzi's methods are becoming more and more mysterious!"

"If we continue like this, it will be like watching Han Yanzi grow stronger... Why don't we split a part of our people and join forces with Tai'a Master of Youxian Temple and Wu State to fight against Han Yanzi!"

"No! Deputy Sect Master Wang asked us not to attack rashly in order to accumulate strength and use it at the critical moment. If we split our forces into two groups, wouldn't it be exactly what Han Yanzi wants?"

"Moreover, if we all go, the sect will be empty. If Han Yanzi takes the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, I'm afraid the old events of Changsheng Sect will repeat themselves."

Everyone in the hall was talking.

Zhao Feng also frowned.

He naturally trusted Wang Ba's inference, but facing the current situation, he couldn't help but waver in his heart.

"Changyang Divine Mountain is still flying towards Huangjizhou at this moment. Should we save it or not?"

Countless thoughts arose, and finally Zhao Feng made a decision:

"Let's follow the words of the deputy sect leader and keep our troops in place!"

After hearing Zhao Feng's decision, the people in the hall did not reach a consensus as usual, but instead had a rare dispute.

In the crowd, Guan Ao stood in the crowd, not conspicuous.

He listened silently to the words of the monks around him, and pieced together many details in his mind bit by bit.

"Wang Ba...this person should not be underestimated. He is good at deduction...the spirit of the weapon has paid attention to him before."

Thinking about these in his mind, he was chatting with other monks in a low voice. During the conversation, he was talking about the treasure raft of the tribulation.

...

Hu——

The huge blood-colored sheep-headed mountain was whistling above the vast land.

Majestic, majestic, magnificent, evil...

On the sacred mountain, countless demon sect monks were like ants, digging countless caves on the waist of the sacred mountain, passing back and forth, escorting the confused monks and mortals.

The air was filled with blood and evil spirits.

On this day, a group of monks in ragged clothes hurried to the sacred mountain, and then, led by a cold-looking young man in black, they respectfully bowed in the direction of the top of the sacred mountain:

"Apply for an audience with the Supreme!"

After a few breaths,

A dark voice came faintly from the top of the sacred mountain:

"What's the situation?"

Shen Fu looked ashamed and lowered his head even lower:

"Replying to the Supreme Lord, the number of True Warriors in the capital of Wu State is far greater than ours. We are no match for them even if we form a formation."

"Please punish me, Supreme Lord!"

"Really?"

The old man's voice seemed to be meaningful from the top of the sacred mountain, and then he said faintly:

"In order to defeat the True Warriors, the Sect Master broke into Wu State alone. Although he was seriously injured and retreated, he did his best. How can we talk about punishment?"

"Come up."

Shen Fu's heart sank slightly, but he did not dare to neglect it. He quickly flew towards the top of the sacred mountain.

Not long after, he saw the old man in green standing on the top of the mountain. He pinched his fingers and seemed to be calculating something.

He shifted his eyes slightly and saw two early stage cultivators of the Spiritualization Realm not far away. They were stunned and seemed to have completely lost their minds.

His mind suddenly condensed:

"It's the two gods of Qin!"

"When did he attack Qin?!"

The only two places in Fenglinzhou that have gods are Dajin and Dayan.

So he knew all the gods of the sects that were in the open now, and he recognized these two people at once.

Just when he was about to find out something, the old man in green seemed to realize that the two gods of Qin were too conspicuous here, and laughed casually:

"The Qin family is indeed defeated. They only sent a clone and easily defeated them."

With a wave of his sleeves, the figures of the two disappeared directly.

The old man in green also put the palm seal into his sleeves.

Shen Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible brilliance flashed by.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't see it at all.

"I heard that the person who defeated you is a man named Wang Yian?"

The old man in green put away the two gods, and finally got to the point, asking slowly.

Shen Fu said seriously:

"Yes, this person is very good. He is good at swordsmanship and can also be compatible with the method of Zhenwu. I was not careful for a moment and fell into his trap."

"So that's it."

The old man in green nodded slightly, and then changed the subject:

"Comparatively speaking, the effect of using Zhenwu practitioners is better than that of ordinary cultivators."

Shen Fu's eyes narrowed slightly:

"What does the Supreme mean is that we should capture more Zhenwu practitioners?"

"Haha, we don't have a choice. Now the four continents are all controlled by the Wu Kingdom. No matter who we choose, it will be the same."

The old man in green smiled and shook his head.

Shen Fu quickly saluted and said:

"Then I'll make arrangements..."

"That's not necessary."

The old man in green looked at Shen Fu with a smile, but there seemed to be an unspeakable meaning in his smile:

"Then Wang Yi'an is not even a match for you. I am a little curious. I will go there in person this time... But the sect leader has worked hard and is seriously injured. It is better to return to the sect directly and take good care of him."

"this……"

Shen Fu was startled, and at the same time his mind was spinning rapidly.

But he still couldn't see the deep meaning of the other party's arrangement.

He hesitated and said:

"I only have minor injuries... Whenever the Supreme Being needs it, it's my duty to do so."

"No need. Now that the Martial Ancestor is gone, even if there is the Young Sword Ancestor, it is just a reflection of your past... You are the leader of a sect. If you are ill, wouldn't you make people laugh at you?"

The old man in green clothes said, showing a kind-hearted expression, waving to Shen Fu and saying with a smile:

"Come, let me see how it goes."

Shen Fu quickly flew over with a flattered smile on his face.

The old man in green stretched out his hand and gently pressed on Shen Fu's shoulder. After feeling the serious injury in Shen Fu's body, he finally nodded:

"Yes, the injury is indeed serious. Go back and have a good rest. You have been working hard these years. You can use the healing elixirs in the sect yourself."

Shen Fu couldn't help but show a guilty look that was mixed with surprise and self-blame:

"Shen Fu's incompetence worries the Supreme Being. It's just that Shen Fu wants to stay by His Majesty's side. Even if he doesn't do anything, he just watches and feels that he has gained a lot."

"good!"

The old man in green clothes patted the application happily, but then he shook his head and said without refusal:

"It's important to recuperate. Of course, I appreciate your kindness."

"I am not in the sect, so I must guard the sect well."

Shen Fu heard the other party's refusal and quickly saluted again. Then he did not dare to delay and quickly left the Changyang Mountain.

Seeing Shen Fu leaving, the old man in green showed an interesting look on his face.

"Apply... Haha, you can't tell the news this time, right?"

The sacred mountain quickly flew towards Huangjizhou.

After crossing the vast East China Sea, we finally encountered the Hunheiwu Forts that had been heavily guarded on the coast of Huangji Continent.

And as soon as Shenshanfu appeared, a fifth-level true warrior had already hurried over from their respective distant places.

After more than twenty years of hard work, under the careful planning of Martial Ancestors Wang Xu and Wang Yian, the Martial Kingdom's "True Martial Scripture" was widely disseminated, and the number of fifth-level true warriors finally took off.

In a very short period of time, several fifth-level true warriors flew to this remote coastal dock.

However, Changyang Shenshan didn't seem to react at all, allowing these true warriors to gather quickly.

It wasn't until a bloody sword light flew from a distance and gathered in front of a group of fifth-level true warriors that Changyang Shenshan finally saw a trace of movement.

An old man in green stepped out slowly, staring at the sword-bearing young man walking out of the bloody sword light. After seeing the other person's appearance, he suddenly smiled and said:

"Are you the son of Wang Ba of Wanxiang Sect?" (End of Chapter)