Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 354
Upon hearing this, Cao Wei tapped the handrail a few times with his fingers and said slowly: "Although the Sihai Palace is a rare event in this world for hundreds of years, it is only limited to Jindan monks like you and me. How can those god-incarnation venerables care about such a trivial matter?"

"Just in case! Brother, what do you think?" Xuezhu asked.

Then he continued: "Is it possible that after staying in Southern Wasteland for a long time, you don't even have this caution anymore?"

"Palace Master, you don't have to say anything to provoke me. Tell me, is there anything I need to help with?" Cao Wei asked.

"It's nothing important. It's just that my sister has found an ancient cave. Doesn't she want to share some opportunities with you?" Xuezhu said with a smile.

"Then why do you have to wait another 30 years? Aren't you afraid that someone will get there first?" Cao Wei asked with a slight frown.

"Don't worry. The cave is located in the belly of a small island with thin spiritual energy. Although the protective formation is broken, it can still hide the aura. If I hadn't chased a big demon and accidentally entered it by chance, even if I was standing there You can't find it on the island either." Xuezhu said slowly.

"You entered Baoshan by mistake, and you returned empty-handed? Master, this is not like you!" Cao Wei shook his head.

"Okay, let me tell you the truth. I was blocked by that damn formation. Otherwise, which round would I get you?" Xuezhu said angrily.

"What formation is it?" Cao Wei asked.

"I don't know, but judging from its aura, that ancient formation should be a gold and water formation. It is said that there are at least eight golden elixir stage puppets in the formation as magic weapons to suppress the formation. I fought with one of them and found out that these puppets used The material is extremely hard, and it can change at will like liquid mercury. It is very likely that it is mixed with Geng gold, Ren water and other treasures. If those puppets were not able to leave the formation, I am afraid that I would not be able to leave so easily. ." Xuezhu said slowly.

"So, the owner of the cave was once a Nascent Soul monk?" Cao Wei asked slowly.

"Nine times out of ten, this is the case." Xuezhu nodded and said.

"Okay, then you and I can get together again in 30 years, and you can send a message to me then." Cao Wei turned over his hand and took out a Jade Talisman for Messaging from Thousands of Miles and handed it over.

Then he asked: "Palace Master, do you still have the Ice Mysterious Corundum in your hand?"

Xuezhu took the jade talisman and asked: "You are not practicing ice magic, so what do you want with this thing? Is it possible that your practice has fallen into a confusion and created inner demons?"

"Just take it as such, do you have this thing or not?" Cao Wei asked.

Hearing this, Xuezhu put away the Chuanxu Yutalisman, then turned over his hand and took out a green-blue crystal stone with sixteen sides, and threw it casually.

Cao Wei caught it. The object was about the size of a fist and was extremely cold in his hand. It made people feel a chill from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap.

"Save it. I have only been here for more than a hundred years. I only have three pieces of ice black corundum on hand. I have refined two of them myself. This is the last one." Xuezhu couldn't help but warned.

"Since it's so precious, shouldn't I pledge myself to you? Come on, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower!" Cao Wei said with a smile, stood up and reached out to untie his belt.

Upon seeing this, Xuezhu waved his hands quickly and said impatiently: "Come on, don't be disgusted with me, get out of here!"

"That's goodbye."

After saying this, Cao Wei turned around and left without any hesitation.

When he arrived outside the pavilion, he transformed into a Yunpeng and soared into the sky.

However, he did not return to the cave, but instead went to Pugou Mountain and Xianyin Valley. Unfortunately, as soon as he said that he wanted to exchange the soul-reducing grass and the requiem wood, the golden elixir demons in the two places decisively refused to go.

In the end, under Cao Wei Dongzhi's emotional reasoning, the two great demons in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir willingly presented each of them with a thousand-year-old elixir.

A few months later, a Yunpeng landed in Shaking Mountain.

Cao Wei, who traveled to various places, took four spiritual treasures such as snow soul, ice black corundum, soul-enchanting grass, and requiem wood, and returned to the cave with satisfaction, and began to practice the "Tian Peng" method.

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Winter comes and summer comes, and another 27 years have passed without realizing it.

In the border of Qingxia Sect in the southern border of Chongwu Domain, in the vast green wilderness of Tailing Mountain, two half-aged women were walking slowly on the mountain path.

The two walked side by side in silence for a long time.

After reaching the top of the mountain, I walked into a pavilion and sat down casually.

Niu Yuhan looked towards Tailing Mountain for a long time before looking back.

"Madam, what are you looking at?" Ning Meng took out the tea sets and arranged them one by one on the stone table.
"I must have been in seclusion for 94 years, right? It's been a really long time this time. I didn't even show up." Niu Yuhan chuckled.

"Madam, do you really think that the master is in seclusion?" Ning Meng said calmly.

As she spoke, she poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Niu Yuhan. Then she extended her hand and said, "Madam, please!"

"Just think of it as retreating. It's just that we are both old now and have only a few more years to live." Niu Yuhan picked up the tea cup and sighed.

"My wife has invited my sister over this time. She must have already thought about which daughter-in-law she will entrust the affairs of the clan to, right?" Ning Meng asked slowly.

"Sister, what do you think of Wen Yun?" Niu Yuhan asked.

The Wen Yun in the words was born in the Bai family where Bai Wenhuai, the master of the formation hall, was married to Cao Guiliang more than [-] years ago.

"Wen Yun is still young, only in her early forties now. Now that the family has a big business, I'm afraid she won't be able to take care of it. Why don't you leave it to Mengyu, sister?" Ning Meng took a sip of tea and said calmly.
The Meng Yu in her mouth, whose surname is Shangguan, is the wife of Cao Guilin, a disciple of Qingxia Zongzhi Hall, with a secular background and only three spiritual roots.

He is not young now, about 130 years old, but his cultivation is still in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Does my sister really mean what she said?" Niu Yuhan lowered his eyes, but his expression did not change at all.

While speaking, she took a sip of tea, put down the cup of tea, then raised her eyes, looked at the other person, and said:
"Sister, there is no need to be so divided. You also know that both Lin'er and Liang'er in the family, since they broke through to the late stage of foundation building, are now practicing in seclusion and have no time to care about external affairs. The current candidate for the housewife It is extremely important, related to the smooth succession of the family. Although Wen Yun is young, she is the legitimate daughter of a noble family, so she naturally knows how to take care of the affairs of the family. Mengyu, the daughter-in-law, is capable, but unfortunately she is not ambitious. No small matter. If she is allowed to take charge of the family, she will most likely use her power for personal gain and gain profits for her own practice."

"As for her, she wouldn't even dare to eat something like a bear's heart and a leopard's courage. Sister, don't be too worried." Ning Meng said slowly. "The human heart is the most untrustworthy. In recent years, the inspectors have uncovered several unclean juniors. Since the master has entrusted the affairs of the clan to our sisters, at the end of the day, don't make a mess! For this matter, the leader has already sent someone to warn me once." Niu Yuhan shook her head.

It has been 94 years since Cao Wei announced to the outside world that he was in seclusion, and the Cao family is already flourishing.

Among the generations of the Cao family, "Your Lordship Guangxianwen, Yongding Huai'an Kingdom", although the foundation-building monks have now reached the "Guang" generation, some of the monks and even mortals in the Qi Refining Period are already the eighth of Cao Wei For the grandson.

The bloodline has actually begun to drift apart.

And these descendants have never met the ancestor of the Cao Wei family, so how can they talk about feelings?
In the end, a family is actually maintained more by the hinge of interests.

"Otherwise, let's let the two of them take over the industry from us and give it a try. While we still have more than ten years to live, we can keep an eye on it. If any one of them is not doing well, replace it. Already." Ning Meng said with a slight frown.

"Okay! If the two of you really can't do it, then choose from the grandson's wife." Niu Yuhan nodded lightly.

At the beginning, most of the descendants of Cao Wei married into various cultivating families in the sect, and the wives they married came back and forth between the seven families of Liu, Lu, Fang, Niu, Tao, Bai, and Chen.

However, in the past 40 to [-] years, most of the wives married by the descendants of the Cao family were from secular backgrounds in the sect.

"Should I ask Guimeng for instructions on this matter?" Ning Meng asked slowly.

"It's better not to bother her now." Niu Yuhan shook her head.

A few months ago, Ning Changyu failed to break through the golden elixir and fell under the catastrophe.

After the Taoist companion left, Cao Guimeng had no intention of paying attention to the affairs of the clan in a short period of time.

Speaking of which, in the nearly hundred years since Cao Wei went to the Southern Wilderness, Ning Yanlin, a contemporary of Niu Shougang, passed away, and then Lu Zai and Fang Ming also passed away.

Now with the death of Ning Changyu, all the fellow monks that Cao Wei met when he joined the sect are gone.

On the other side, in the Ruquan Peak of Qingxia Sect's Bihai Paradise.

In a bamboo courtyard, two gray-haired old men sat cross-legged on a futon, with a chessboard between them, with black and white colors varying vertically and horizontally.

Suddenly, the white jade chess piece in the hand of one of the old men slipped and fell on the chessboard with a clang. Then the man's head slowly hung down, with a peaceful expression, as if he was asleep.

Chen Yunzhou's expression on the other side did not change. He adjusted the chessboard, placed the white piece on it, and then smiled and said: "Uncle Master, I lost."

After saying that, he calmly packed up the black and white chess pieces on the chess board and placed them in the chess boxes.

And behind Master Mingyou, Master Wanhua didn't know when he would arrive.

"Uncle Master Master passed away peacefully and didn't explain anything!" Master Yunzhou said slowly.

"It's a pity that I can't make it to the day when the Four Seas Palace opens, otherwise I might go in and give it a try..." Zhenjun Wanhua sighed.

"There's nothing to be sorry for. I don't have much time." After Yunzhou put away the chessboard, he stood up and walked slowly towards Chai Fei, the courtyard gate.

When he reached the door, he stopped and sighed: "Ancestor, I will leave the funeral arrangements of the master uncle to you. I am old, and now I can maintain my magic power, and it is already good if it does not leak out. , there is no way to start a fight with other monks. Now even if the Sihai Palace is opened, it is too late. Now the only late-stage Jindan monks in the sect are Yue Wei, Zuoqiu, Wenzhen, Wujiu, Xuezhu, and De Fuck the six of them, how are you going to arrange them?”

"Of course everyone goes in." Zhenjun Wanhua said.

"The others are fine, they are all quite young, but De Cao is only 240 years old now. Is this too hasty? Even if he doesn't go and practices step by step, he should still have a chance to break through Nascent Soul. After all, Sihai Palace It is extremely dangerous for the golden elixirs of all races to gather together in the late stage! If there is a slight mistake, people will die." Yunzhou sighed.

"Life and death, isn't it a normal thing?" Zhenjun Wanhua took out the coffin that had been prepared, slowly put the remains of Zhenming You into it, and regarded the natal magic weapon as a burial object.

After closing the coffin lid, he said slowly: "The more amazing the talent, the higher the morale. I know this best, but you probably don't understand."

"Uncle Master, my disciple has only a few years left to live, so why are you sarcastic about me anymore? Your practice is like drinking water, but we are different. Every step is difficult!" Chen Yunzhou sighed.

"You should continue to stay in the blessed land. With spiritual nourishment, you can live for at least three to five more years." Zhenjun Wanhua thought, and the coffin containing the body of Zhenren Mingyou flew up in the air and landed on it. Above the blue sea, it slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

"No, it's useless to linger on. It's better to take advantage of this last time to travel around the sect." Chen Yunzhou shook his head, then flew up and headed towards the exit of the blessed land, and his figure disappeared into the mist. among.

Seeing this, Wanhua Zhenjun took a deep breath and sighed again.

And on the seabed under the main peak, looking over, hundreds of coffins were divided into six rows, spaced more than ten feet apart, and arranged neatly.

The people in these six rows of coffins are the corpses of Jindan monks from the time when the sect established the sect to the sixth generation ancestor, Zhenjun Xiaguang.

The coffin where Ming Youzhen is located belongs to the fifth column after Li Jihua, Wan Xiang, Sima Zhangcai, Feng Ren, Shi Tong, Qiao Daowang and others.

As for the coffin containing half of Master Fang You's body, it was placed in the sixth row.

Of course, everything has fallen under the catastrophe, and there are no bones left. There are only a few broken swords in the coffin.

In the spiritual light surrounded by the three Xuanming stone statues, Feiteng was constantly hitting the light screen, and said urgently: "Old Yantou, Mingyou is gone, please let me see you off! "

"Life and death are ordinary things. Why do we need to send each other off? Now that moral ethics has broken through to the late stage of Jindan, you are still stuck at the bottleneck of the middle stage of Jindan. Are you sorry?" Zhenjun Wanhua said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Feiteng stopped making any sound.

After all, it also clearly watched the fellow disciples and brothers who had been with it for hundreds of years leave one by one, but it was powerless to do anything.At this moment, Lao Yantou probably felt uncomfortable.

This is also the reason why many Yuanying monks would rather travel outside than stay in the sect.

When Wanhua Zhenjun left Ruquan Peak and returned to the nine-story bronze platform on the main peak, he suddenly had a thought in his mind, turned over his hand and took out a jade slip, and penetrated his spiritual consciousness into it.

After a breath or two, Zhenjun Wanhua frowned slightly and murmured to himself: "Lingyan Sect announced that the mountain has been closed. Is it possible that Lingyan has been transformed?"

(End of this chapter)