Gou became an immortal and became an ancestor in the world of immortality

Chapter 11 Qinglan Spirit Boat
A medium-grade magical weapon, the Qinglan Spirit Boat.

Not only does it have the function of flying, but it also has first-order formation protection.After consuming spiritual stones to activate, it can defend against spell attacks from seventh-level Qi-training monks for a short period of time.

Even in Baiyunshanfang City, it costs at least nearly 300 yuan to buy low-grade spiritual stones, and they are often priced but not available.

In the entire Baiyun Mountain area, the only ones with such wealth and wealth to take out two ships at once are undoubtedly the Yang family and the Ji-building family.

"What's the matter, this is?"

Old man Xu, who saw the movement next door, quickly poked his head out of the spiritual rice, his old face full of doubts.

There were many people with the same expression as him, and many working spiritual farmers emerged from the Jinling rice fields one after another with similar movements.

"Could it be because of the Song family?"

Li Zhengran also had a puzzled expression on his face, but actually he had two guesses in his heart.

Ever since Old Man Xu encountered the Robbery Cultivator on the wilderness road, the scene outside Baiyunshanfang City has gradually changed. Every three to four months, the Robbery Cultivator will reappear.

Even if the Yang family deployed additional manpower in Fang City and launched several thunderous attacks, they still could not completely eliminate the hidden dangers of Jie Xiu.

In the end, it was Yang Dahai who quietly revealed part of the truth to him.

These calamity cultivators are actually related to another foundation-building family hundreds of miles away, the Lingyunfeng Song family.

As a newly established foundation-building family 40 years ago, the foundation-building ancestors of the Song family are obviously younger and more ambitious than the ancestors of the Yang family.

This can be seen just from the word "Ling Yun" in the ancestral land of the other party's family.

Over the years, the two sides have inevitably had some friction and conflicts due to their geographical proximity.But all this is still within a relatively restrained range.

Finally, until two and a half years ago, both sides discovered a first-order high-grade spiritual vein at the junction of Baiyun Mountain and Lingyun Peak.

Not only is it rich in spiritual energy and the environment is quiet, but it is also a flat and vast spiritual valley, which can be used to plant spiritual grass, cultivate elixirs, and add to the family heritage.

Inevitably, the two sides were at war with each other. They each sent people to garrison the spiritual veins there, and several conflicts broke out.

It is precisely because of this that the Song family began to hire Jie Xiu to cause trouble outside Baiyunshanfang City two years ago, hoping to involve the Yang family's energy and distract its power.

Thinking of this, Li Zhengran glanced at the old man Xu who didn't know the inside story, sighed secretly, and did not reveal it.

Compared to the giant Song family, they are just ants at the bottom.If he loses his mind and desires revenge because of this, there is a high probability that Old Man Xu will be buried decades in advance.

So not knowing about this might be a good thing for him.

In the courtyard of Linggu House, Yang Qingyuan, dressed in a white robe with cloud patterns, rose into the sky through the mist and took the initiative to greet the Lingzhou.

Seeing this scene, the two Qinglan spirit boats that were flying slowly slowed down, suspended in mid-air and stopped together.

"Uncle Chengfeng."

"Ah."

The fifth elder of the Yang family, dressed in clean white robes, stood at the head of the spirit boat on the left and nodded lightly when he heard the words.

"Can I go with you?"

After the words fell, all the Yang family monks looked surprised.

The fifth elder's expression changed, he glared and said angrily: "Nonsense!"

The angry sound echoed around, and if someone hadn't used the sound insulation technique in time, all the spiritual farmers on the ground would have been affected.

"Naughty?"

Yang Qingyuan, who was nearly fifty years old, looked unfair and couldn't help but ask: "I have been favored by my family for 49 years, but I can't repay it with my own body."

"A tall and dignified man, but he has to swallow his anger and sit back and watch the Song family harm my people."

"Isn't this considered nonsense?"

Hearing this, the fifth elder was silent for a moment, and all the Yang family monks also bowed their heads and sighed secretly.

"Qing Yuan."

The fifth elder reached out and patted his shoulder. A trace of softness flashed across his old face, and he whispered: "This is the will of the ancestor."

After the words fell, Yang Qingyuan's expression changed.

He was a little unwilling, looked down at the hundred acres of spiritual fields below, and asked bitterly: "Then how long should I stay in this place?"

For five full years, there has been no progress in cultivation.As a person at the seventh level of Qi training, he can only practice near the first-level mid-level spiritual veins.

Looking at the entire Yang family, I'm afraid he is the only one who has such special treatment.

The fifth elder, who knew what he was thinking, shook his head and said no more words.

"Let's go!"

As the Fifth Elder gave a soft drink, the spirit boat began to fly and move again.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan's face showed bitterness, so he had no choice but to step aside and bow deeply to Ling Zhou's back.

At dusk, seeing the red sunset rising from the sky, Li Zhengran and others returned to their respective courtyards one after another after finishing their work.

"There are still three kilograms of spiritual rice left."

Li Zhengran opened the wooden lid, glanced at the rice vat that was about to bottom out, and sighed secretly.

After breaking through to the third level of Qi training, the corresponding spiritual rice and elixir supplies required were [-]% more than usual.

He had already spent most of his spiritual stones on drawing talismans, and he felt increasingly stretched.

"How about selling a few basic talismans at the trade fair in a few days to get some blood?"

Li Zhengran hesitated, but quickly shook his head and rejected the idea.

"But if Wang Daniu knew that I had become a Talisman Master within two years, there is no way he would be jealous because of this."

"Maybe he will hold back and take the initiative to please me."

"But they may also refuse to buy talismans for me anymore, or they may interfere with it and increase the errand commission again."

Thinking of this, Li Zhengran shook his head and decided to stay stable for a while.

"Let's wait until the first-order talisman comes back."

"If I can become a first-level talisman master in the next six months, then it won't be a big deal even if the basic talisman seal is exposed."

"It's not impossible to sell it directly to the Yang family."

Li Zhengran, who had thought about the future, calmed down his thoughts and immediately scooped up three taels of rice from the rice vat and poured it into the pot.

Knead the secrets to light the fire, boil the water and seal the pot.

Not long after, as a bit of smoke rose, a finger-tickling fragrance of spiritual rice overflowed from the cracks in the wooden cover.

At this moment, a spiritual rainbow broke through the sky and came to his small courtyard through the sunset and sunset.

"Ok?"

Li Zhengran was slightly startled when he felt some movement. Before he could react, he heard a familiar voice ringing in the courtyard.

"Brother Zhengran, I'm here."

the sea?

Li Zhengran was stunned for a moment, then turned around and quickly opened the door.

Immediately, he saw a young figure wearing blue brocade clothes standing on the bluestone steps. His spiritual energy fluctuations were stronger than before, and his face was filled with a familiar smile.

For a moment, Li Zhengran's usually calm state of mind was filled with waves, and a trace of nostalgia and joy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Brother Zhengran!"

"Yeah." Li Zhengran nodded.

"It smells so good. Are you cooking the rice?"

"Correct."

Seeing him twitching his nose, Li Zhengran smiled and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"not yet."

"That's just right. Come on, let's eat together."

(End of this chapter)