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

Chapter 49 Yang Qingshan’s Choice
After a lot of spell-casting work, the golden jade silkworm demon's power was very little left.

Li Zhengran put it away when he saw it was good, put it in the palm of his hand as soon as the spiritual power rolled up, fed a spiritual fruit, and walked slowly towards the small courtyard of the villa.

On the way, three other Lingzhifu also walked along, chatting and sharing some news from time to time.

"I heard that in Baiyun Shanfang City, the monthly rent for spiritual stones has dropped to six spiritual crystals?"

"Yes, that's not true."

"But even so, there are very few casual cultivators willing to come."

An older Lingzhifu shook his head and sighed.

As an old man who has lived in the Yang family medicine field for most of his life, he is also a little worried about the demise of his old club.

Beside him, Li Zhengran, who never spoke much, also shook his head slightly, feeling a little melancholy.

Once upon a time, as the only area within hundreds of miles of Baiyun Mountain that was protected by law enforcement from the Foundation Establishment Family, Baiyun Mountain City was prosperous.

But since the foundation building pill was destroyed, and the Yang family's reputation plummeted, this grand situation has been in decline and will never return.

In particular, in recent years, Lingyun Fengfang City of the Song family has begun to rise.

There are foundation-building monks who sit regularly, and the aura environment they live in is no less than that of Baiyun Mountain.

The order is peaceful, and traces of robbery cultivators are rare.Whether you are living or doing business, you are obviously more assured.

In just a few years, Lingyun Fengfang City had successfully put Baiyun Mountain under its feet and became the first choice in the hearts of nearby casual cultivators.

"Hey, if the Yang family can kill the group of robbery cultivators wandering outside Fang City, why would Baiyun Mountain be like this?"

Old Lingzhi seemed a little unwilling, and sighed again: "Especially that black-faced evil cultivator, who is so indulgent at the ninth level of Qi training. If he is lucky enough to break through the foundation building in the future, wouldn't it be a big disaster?"

He does not mean that.

Li Zhengran's eyes flickered slightly, and he also had some doubts in his heart.

Three years ago, a robbery cultivator wearing a black mask appeared near Baiyun Mountain.The cultivation of the eighth level of Qi training is quite tyrannical, and Yang Qingshan has not even been able to take it down.

Less than half a year later, the opponent entered the ninth level of Qi training and repeatedly killed the casual cultivators near Fang City, destroying the corpses and leaving no trace.

For this reason, the ancestors of the Yang family had taken action once, but they were still able to escape safely.

"You can defeat the foundation-building monks at the ninth level of Qi training. This person is either extremely qualified, or he has many treasures and a deep inheritance."

The huge gap in realm is like a chasm in the world of immortality.

Anyone who can achieve this step is a famous and talented person in Qi State.

Li Zhengran thought to himself that if he wanted to achieve this step at the same level, he would need to have at least several second-level low-grade talisman seals and have the peak body-refining strength of the late first-level.

"So, once the decline is exposed, all kinds of monsters and monsters will really show up."

Inexplicably, Li Zhengran always felt that there was an undercurrent surging, and he was almost unsure whether what happened to the Yang family was true or false.

Yang Dahai had not visited him for more than two years, and Yang Jinxue, a person with high-grade spiritual roots, was ordered to return to the ancestral land of the Yang family after breaking through the seventh level of Qi training three years ago.

Everything seems to be saying that the order in Baiyun Mountain is close to collapse, and the surrounding calamity cultivators are helpless.

"Yang family, Yang family."

"In the end, what do you want to do?"

Looking at the white cloud mountain top covered by clouds and mist from a distance, Li Zhengran's eyes flickered and he shook his head slightly. It took him a long time to put away his scattered thoughts.

Baiyun Mountain Group, the ancestral land of the Yang family.

In the green mountain peaks shrouded by the second-order formation, tiles and pavilions rise from the ground.

In the central open space, there is a crystal clear and quiet pool with rugged waves, and many spiritual fish can be vaguely seen wandering back and forth.

Among the ripples, there is no shortage of light-colored spiritual energy visible to the naked eye rising along the surface of the pool and scattering in the air.

Here is the second-level spiritual vein of Baiyun Mountain, where the central spiritual eye is.

At the same time, it is also the place with the strongest spiritual power in the entire Yang family ancestral land.

But at this moment, a layer of illusory formations was laid out around the pool, and layers of spiritual mist slowly condensed, quietly covering everything in the central pavilion. "Green Mountain."

In the water pool pavilion, the face of the ancestor of the Yang family is getting older and older, and the old age in his withered body can hardly be concealed.

"This breakthrough is extremely dangerous."

"Have you ever really thought about it?"

The ancestor of the Yang family has prominent yellow spots on his face, and his words of vicissitudes of life linger for a long time.

At the same moment, the lean middle-aged man next to him also had a solemn expression, full of dignity.

Seeing this, Yang Qingshan, who was wearing a dark moiré robe, smiled lightly, clasped his fists cheerfully and said: "Ancestor, this breakthrough, whether it is success or failure."

"As far as our Yang family is concerned, we can live for another hundred years."

Yang Qingshan's tiger eyes are clear and calm, and his mellow cultivation of the ninth level of Qi training almost touches another level of shackles.

"Why don't you just let me give it a try."

After the sincere words fell to the ground, the pavilion was silent for a few breaths.

Inexplicably, both the ancestor of the Yang family and Yang Qinghe standing aside couldn't help but feel guilty.

The 60-year-old mark is, after all, just a theory.

Today, Yang Qingshan is 59 years old. He has been guarding Fang City for many years and has used his skills to kill Jie Xiu. It is inevitable that he has accumulated some hidden injuries.

As a result, his Qi and blood began to show signs of decline in the past six months.

The risks they need to face, especially the physical level, are definitely greater than ordinary people.Even with mid-grade spiritual roots and the assistance of foundation-building pills, there is at least a [-]% chance of failure.

"Qingshan."

Yang Qinghe couldn't bear it, his thin face trembled slightly, he opened his mouth but was speechless.

In the misty clouds, the atmosphere fell into silence.

The pond spirit fish jumped out of the water, leaving only the sound of faint ripples.

"That's it."

The ancestor of the Yang family looked haggard and sighed secretly.

"Now that the matter is over, let's just follow what Qingshan said."

"My Yang family has been planning this for many years. It's time to end things with the Song family."

After the words fell, Yang Qinghe remained silent, clenched his fists, and said no more.

Seeing this, Yang Qingshan smiled and looked at the two of them with a relieved smile.

Finally, he turned his head and looked around the Yang family's ancestral land. He seemed to be able to see the entire Baiyun Mountain through the cloud formation.

The only son who was imprisoned by a spell in the attic, looked excited and rushed wildly, and was on the verge of tears.

Sitting cross-legged at the formation node, guarding secretly, the Qingli junior with a silent expression.

And, in the valley of the medicine field, there was a thin young man who was walking back to the hospital with a group of spirit planters, looking up from time to time at the ancestral land of the Yang family.

In an instant, the past encounters were vivid in my mind, as if they were just yesterday.

"Back then, when I was young and ignorant, I left Baiyun Mountain rashly, ruined the Liu family's engagement, brought shame to the family, and caused great trouble."

"If the head of the family and the ancestors had not spoken out to protect each other, how could he be where he is now."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Yang Qingshan's eyes were filled with nostalgia and melancholy.

I don't know how long it took for the emotions in his eyes to calm down and turn into a look of determination and guilt.

"The road to immortality is difficult and dangerous. I will exchange my future for a hundred years of my Yang family."

"It's worth it!"

(End of this chapter)