Mortal Cultivation: Immortality begins with the Spirit Gathering Array!

An hour later, 300 miles southeast of Baiyu Lake, Meng Family.

"Xue'er, this trip to Baiyu Lake is related to the rise and fall of the family. Are you ready?"

Meng Yang looked at a girl who looked to be about 16 or 17 years old and in her prime and asked in a deep voice.

This girl was Meng Xue'er, who had a jade body. Although she was not very old, she had a pretty face and a light and soft figure, like a bud about to bloom, which made people want to protect her.

Meng Xue'er's eyebrows were filled with a hint of sadness and sorrow at this time. She obviously knew what she was going to face next.

"I'm ready, and I hope the head of the family will not break his promise..."

Meng Xue'er said in a deep voice, and the sadness between her eyebrows disappeared, replaced by a trace of determination.

"Of course!"

"I promise you that as long as I succeed in breaking through to the foundation-building stage, your brother Meng Quan will be the next head of my Meng family! I will do my best to help him become the second foundation-building cultivator of my Meng family..."

Meng Yang nodded and said seriously. Meng Xueer's brother Meng Quan is a three-spiritual root cultivator, and this qualification is considered top-notch in the Meng family.

If Meng Yang can break through to the foundation-building stage with the help of Ziyang Ginseng, he will not break his promise and will do his best to cultivate Meng Quan with Meng Xueer's efforts for the family.

Seeing this, Meng Xueer smiled and nodded to Meng Yang.

As a child of the Meng family, she has enjoyed the family resources and practiced since she was a child. Under the subtle influence of the family culture, it is an obligation for Meng Xueer to serve the family.

Now that she can get Meng Yang's promise to seek a future for her brother Meng Quan, Meng Xueer has no dissatisfaction in her heart.

It's just giving up this cultivation and becoming an ordinary woman from now on!

"In that case, let's set off now without further delay!"

Meng Yang patted his storage bag and took out a high-grade magic weapon flying sword from it.

It's sad to say that as a family of immortal cultivation, the Meng family has few top-grade magic weapons, let alone top-grade magic weapons.

As a small Qi Refining family with no foundation, it is not easy to survive in this cruel world of immortal cultivation. After deducting expenses, the family's annual profit is not much.

This is also the main reason why Meng Yang is determined to make a deal with Zhao Qingfeng. For a Qi Refining family of immortal cultivation, the fastest and best way to change the status quo and gradually grow stronger is to have a foundation-building cultivator in the family.

Thinking of this, Meng Yang's eyes were full of determination. After injecting magic power into the flying sword, he took Meng Xueer to fly towards Baiyu Lake.

If the Meng family can successfully break through the foundation-building stage with the help of Ziyang Ginseng, it will be the only foundation-building family here, and it will surely grow rapidly in the future!

If they fail, and lose Meng Yang, a ninth-level Qi-refining cultivator, the Meng family will probably be suppressed by the Feng family for a long time in the future.

This is a gamble!

The Meng family's future fortune for the next hundred years is all bet on this transaction!

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At 12:30 pm, in the cave of Baiyu Lake.

Zhao Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, with a faint purple light on his face.

After getting off the flower boat, Zhao Qingfeng rarely practiced in the cave.

According to the agreement between him and the Meng family, Meng Yang will bring Meng Xueer to Baiyu Lake at 12:30 pm today.

In order to use Meng Xueer's water jade body to purify the magic power tonight, Zhao Qingfeng must adjust his own state to the best.

"After today, I, Zhao Qingfeng, will have a chance to build a foundation!"

Feeling the mixed and empty magic power in his body, Zhao Qingfeng opened his eyes, his eyes flickering.

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Time passed bit by bit, and time came to the hour of Hai.

It was already late at night, and the soft moonlight was sprinkled on the surface of Baiyu Lake, giving the entire Baiyu Lake a hazy beauty.

"At this time, the two Hehuan Sect monks should have arrived in Shipingfang City, and they will definitely not be able to get back within an hour..."

"Junior Sister Jiang, the opportunity cannot be missed, we should take action..."

"Success or failure depends on this one move!"

Chang Yun, who was hiding in the woods, spoke solemnly to Jiang Cai beside him.

Hearing this, Jiang Caiyun nodded, and the two took out a Qi-retaining Talisman and slapped it on their bodies, performing the Wind Control Technique, and silently moved towards Baiyu Lake under the cover of night.

According to the two people's surveillance in the past few days, the Meng family and the Feng family have not had any contact with Baiyu Lake recently.

The distance between the two immortal cultivation families and Baiyu Lake is even greater than Shipingfang City. Even if they receive a request for help, they cannot get here in a short time. The three of them only need to deal with the four monks of the Hehuan Sect.

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On the other side, Zhang Qiwen was practicing in the cave.

As the mana in his body continued to move through the small Zhoutian, after slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Zhang Qiwen opened his eyes and stopped practicing.

For some reason, Zhang Qiwen felt a sudden impulse today, and a trace of uneasiness emerged in his heart.

"Why do I feel a little palpitation..."

"Is there something wrong with my brother's breakthrough to the foundation-building stage?"

Zhang Qiwen's face was solemn, and he whispered to himself with some uneasiness.

In the mortal world, sometimes mortals feel a lingering fear before a big event is about to happen, or before their loved ones encounter misfortune.

This phenomenon is called a whim in the world of immortal cultivation. The more advanced the cultivation, the more acute this feeling is. Even cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage will occasionally have this feeling.

Often when a cultivator feels inspired, it means that something big is about to happen to him.

However, Zhang Qiwen's first reaction was that something happened to his brother Zhang Sifan, and he did not think about the attack on Baiyu Lake.

After all, in Zhang Qiwen's view, with the protection of Lingbo Xuanshui Array and Fushui Array, it is impossible for anyone other than the foundation-building cultivators to capture Baiyu Lake.

But within a radius of several thousand miles, there is only one resource point, Baiyu Lake. Given the value of Baiyu Lake, it is not worth it for other sects to specially send foundation-building cultivators to sneak into the border of Yuzhou.

"Just in case, let's check the formation of Baiyu Lake..."

Zhang Qiwen got up from the bed, walked straight out of the cave, and walked towards Baiyu Lake.

But before Zhang Qiwen took a few steps, he suddenly turned back and looked at the sky above the Baiyu Lake Valley.

In the air outside the formation, two figures were controlling magic tools and floating in the air. At the same time, a yellowish-brown talisman in front of them was emitting a frightening spiritual fluctuation.

The two figures were naturally Chang Yun and his companion. At this time, Jiang Caiyun was activating the Earth-shaking Talisman, and Chang Yun was guarding them in front of him.

The Earth-shaking Talisman refined by Fang Yuechan had reached the second-grade upper grade. With the cultivation of Chang Yun and his companions, it was naturally impossible to cover up the spiritual fluctuation.

From the moment the talisman was sacrificed, the powerful spiritual fluctuation alarmed the Hehuan Sect monks in Baiyu Lake.

"No, there is an enemy attack!"

Zhang Qiwen's face changed drastically, and his voice resounded throughout Baiyu Lake with the blessing of magic power, instantly waking up the three fellow disciples who were still in the cave, and was also heard by Su Ming at the bottom of Baiyu Lake.

Feeling the terrifying spiritual fluctuation coming from the air, Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake, suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

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