It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 274 Flying Star Valley

The world of cultivating immortals in Laowan Prefecture.

The genius is bright, and the woods between the mountains have lost all their leaves and are covered with morning frost like ice shuttles.

A caravan escorting goods moved slowly along the official road and found a leeward location to temporarily camp for rest and adjustment.

"Jie Jie Jie~ When I woke up, some good blood food was delivered to my door... My soul-destroying flag was successfully initially sacrificed with only 600 souls left. What a wonderful thing!"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from the mountains not far away.

Then the sky turned bright and clear, and a strange dark wind blew.

In the caravan, a strong warrior with vigorous steps, a big mouth, and a pair of dark eyes suddenly drew his sword,

"I am a caravan affiliated with the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. Over the years, I have shown great filial piety to my immortal grandfathers. I don't know the names of my seniors? Have you ever met Master Lianxi? I..."

From the grass, a young man walked out staggeringly, with demonic energy floating all over his body, his face was pale and bloodless, and his face was filled with evil looks.
"What you are talking about is nonsense. I don't care about the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce or the breath refining mage... I only want you to have souls!!"

However, a wild grass at his feet suddenly swelled in the wind, and a green light shot out from it.

The young evil cultivator looked horrified and subconsciously wanted to run away.

"Survive, survive!"

Some of the caravan warriors who survived were crying and some were happy.

Li Qinglin made a move with his hand, and the broken soul-destroying flag flew into his hand.

However, under the shroud of Yin evil spirit, his martial arts strength with round internal organs was useless, and his body fell into a cold stiffness, making it difficult for him to control himself.

Suddenly, the young evil cultivator's expression changed and he raised his head suddenly.

Seeing this strong warrior, his eyes were about to burst with anger.

Li Qinglin rubbed it for a while, then completely destroyed the Soul-Lost Flag.

A sinister aura enveloped the place, and the faint screams of fierce ghosts could be heard.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for helping me!!"

The strong warrior's frozen body gradually warmed up, and he walked over tremblingly, kneeling in front of Li Qinglin with a plop.

A wisp of elixir fire flew out and landed on Xie Xiu's body. Following a pitiful roar, the man's corpse turned into ashes.

Then he saw a green rainbow streaking across the sky, suddenly paused, and came towards him, finally revealing a handsome and elegant monk with an indifferent expression.

The soul-losing flag was pierced through in an instant, and the green light continued unabated. It instantly penetrated the young monk's protective mask, defensive robes, and body, and then shook inside the body, completely shattering the young evil cultivator's vitality. .

As soon as he finished speaking, the young evil cultivator flicked his finger, and an invisible demonic energy formed a sharp blade and swept across the caravan.

"Foundation building overhaul?!"

A mortal martial artist suddenly fell to the ground like a piece of grass, his blood flowing like a river.

"Laowan Mansion deserves to have True Monarch Nascent Soul sitting in charge, and its skills in cultivating immortals far surpass those of Huainan Mansion. The soul-destroying flag is just a common magic weapon, but Laowan Mansion's sacrificial refining techniques and the number of prohibitions are better than those of Huainan Mansion. There are countless Huainan mansions..."

"Not bad, not bad. He is worthy of being a warrior. All his souls are plump..."

"Brother, brother?! Ahhhhh!! It hurts me so much!!"

In the caravan, on the carriage, a woman wearing emerald green clothes, white skin, and a delicate and lovely face stepped out of the carriage with a look of shock.

He also knelt down before Li Qinglin.

"Senior is so kind and kind, Wen Heng (Xiu) will never forget it!"

Li Qinglin looked at the slightly familiar facial features of the two people, which reminded him of an old friend.

"Who are you Wen Tiexin?"

Li Qinglin's calm voice came.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they seemed to understand something, and excitement suddenly appeared in their eyes.
"Senior, Wen Tiexin was my grandmother, but she passed away ten years ago..."

Has it passed away... Li Qinglin vaguely remembered that heroic face with a frosty face.

They open up the land together, write off the silver-patterned python, and attend Donkey Face's wedding...

When Li Qinglin left for Feng County to seek immortality, Wen Tiexin was still faced with the dilemma of "pressing marriage".

But, maybe this is the life of a mortal.

No matter how much you resist marriage, one day you will have no choice but to suppress your passion, silently choose to follow the crowd, and live the life you least liked back then.

But Wen Tiexin's descendants seem to be doing pretty well.

A caravan was actually formed, and the business expanded to Laowan Prefecture.

Li Qinglin had heard that the Four Seas Caravan was a powerful force spread across many states and had an official background. Even ordinary Qi cultivators had to give it a thumbs-down.

Looking at the senior in front of him, he seemed to be lost in memories.

Wen Heng and Wen Xiu were filled with excitement and excitement.

Grandma, do you actually know such an immortal family?
With a snap of your fingers, kill other immortals who are equally powerful and mysterious!
If you can be on this list...or be guided by an immortal and granted the method of immortality...

The two of them had many thoughts in their minds.

Learn about the fate of the deceased and the current situation of his descendants.

Li Qinglin felt a sense of joy.

He did not feel melancholy and sad because Wen Tiexin passed away and the two never met again.

On the contrary, I am happy that Wen Tiexin's marriage was harmonious, his descendants were able to live up to his legacy, and he died in good health.

Zhuangzi sings with drums and basins. Life is also the beginning of death, and death is also the beginning of life. Who knows its history?
Life and death are a part of nature.

if only……

A worthy death.

However, it seems it’s time to go home and take a look... I wonder how my mother and younger siblings are doing.

Li Qinglin nodded with satisfaction: "Today, another cause and effect matter has been settled. It's wonderful, wonderful... Hahaha..."

After that, Li Qinglin stepped on the clear air and flew away among the misty mountains, leaving only a faint trace, which was quickly blown away by the breeze.

Watching Li Qinglin disappear before his eyes, he didn't even say a word.

Wen Heng and Wen Xiu were immediately dumbfounded.

Even chasing the direction in which Li Qinglin disappeared, he drove for several miles, shouting all the way, but could not see the slightest trace of Li Qinglin's escape.

"What's going on? Why is it completely different from what I expected?!"

……

After successfully rescuing an old friend, it was just a little embellishment on the way.

half a month later.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the surroundings increased significantly, and the light that was also in the foundation building stage even passed by from time to time on the road.

Li Qinglin changed his appearance and body shape, controlled his facial muscles to form a Chinese character face, not angry but powerful, wearing armor and robes, stepping on a golden shuttle, and sneaking quickly in the darkening sky.

Even the foundation-building monks were wary of the aura it exuded and stayed away from it.

Li Qinglin made some inquiries in the nearby market and found out that spiritual plants like Huayu Tree were planted by basically all the cultivating forces, and even became a green plant scenery.

But there are only a few trees that can grow to be thousands of years old, with roots condensed into silver sand, and with a lot of stock.

The nearest immortal cultivation force that meets these conditions is called Feixing Valley, which is located in a deep valley near the sea. The monks in the sect are famous for their water and earth attributes.

(End of this chapter)