Chapter 294 Luo Minghui’s plan (4000 words, please subscribe)
Two months later.
In Yuanzhou, deep inside the Rock Scale Snake Cave.
On this day, Ling Pengyun, who was practicing, was suddenly startled.
He opened his eyes and looked at the large spiritual field aside, an acre of green spiritual rice that was constantly gathering spiritual energy in his body.
As this acre of green spiritual rice continues to absorb spiritual energy into the body, the aura they exude outside becomes stronger.
After a few breaths, when this acre of green spiritual rice stopped absorbing spiritual energy, the aura they exposed to the outside also reached the first-level low-grade realm.
Ling Pengyun also stood up at this moment and walked to this acre of green spiritual rice. His eyes kept scanning the situation of this acre of green spiritual rice, and his face gradually showed joy.
In this acre of spiritual field, the number of spiritual grains on each ear of green spiritual rice is probably between fifty and fifty-five.
The spiritual rice wrapped in Linggu Guyi contains spiritual energy intensity, which has also reached the spiritual energy intensity of Ling’s signature first-order low-grade spiritual rice, Qing Jade Spiritual Rice.
“This acre of Qingyun Spiritual Rice can probably produce at least 1,300 to 400 kilograms of Qingyun Spiritual Rice.” With the bonus, even if the Qingyun Spirit Rice grows naturally on this acre, there will be no problem if the yield per acre reaches one thousand catties.” The strength of the spiritual energy contained in the rice is comparable to that of the family's green jade spiritual rice. "
"Under such circumstances, the Qingyun spiritual rice I improved can indeed be called the best quality spiritual rice. "
Ling Pengyun sighed happily, and then fired a burst of spiritual power, directly cutting off all the rice stalks of the acre of spiritual rice.
Immediately afterwards, he used the concussion technique to shake all the spiritual grains produced by the chopped off acre of spiritual rice stalks to the ground and collected them.
Afterwards, he replanted the Qingyun Ling rice seeds that he had prepared in the empty acre of spiritual field, and then watered the Qingyun Ling rice planting with a wave of spiritual rain before stopping. .
Ling Pengyun spent four to five hundred spiritual stones to develop this acre of first-class low-grade spiritual field. Naturally, he could not just plant one acre of Qingyun spiritual rice and then abandon it.
After finishing this matter, Ling Pengyun also returned to the futon, closing his eyes tightly and practicing the exercises.
Beside him, there was a crane, a roc, and a white fox.
The former is the Fairy Crane King in the early stage of foundation building, and the Peng is the Wind Shadow Peng. This Peng is still sleeping on its back, absorbing the spiritual energy to nourish the injury caused by the failure of foundation building.
The white fox's injury was suppressed four months ago. Now it is absorbing spiritual energy to adjust its breath and improve its cultivation.
Although this three-tailed white fox has nearly half of its meridians cut off and has no possibility of entering a higher realm, it can still reach the sixth level of Qi training if it practices hard.
Now, this fox is on the fifth level of Qi training.
A few more days passed.
The leader of the Ling clan, Ling Yunhong, and the supreme elder of the Ling clan, Ling Pengxing, arrived at the Rock Scale Snake Cave as scheduled, and went with Ling Pengyun to the sandy soil vein in Huaishui County.
The two of them did this because although Ling Pengyun was in the Rock Scale Snake Cave in Yuanzhou, Zhang Yan, who was in the realm of perfect foundation building, would protect him within this boundary.
But the sandy soil vein is located in Huaishui County, which belongs to Jingzhou.
Between the two, there is a long way.
Ling Yunhong and the two were afraid that Luo Minghui, the Luo family, would do something to Ling Pengyun again while Ling Pengyun was on his way to the sand ore vein.
The three of them rode together on the family's extremely fast Fairy Crane King in the early stages of foundation building. After flying for only a few days, they arrived at the foot of the low mountain where the sand ore veins were located.
It is not yet the beginning of spring, and the other four have not yet arrived.
After waiting for a few days, at the beginning of spring, the monks from the remaining four families in Huaishui County arrived as scheduled.
The four monks who came this time are all foundation-building monks from each family. After all, this time is about the re-division of the shares of sand ore veins.
Wait for the five foundation-building monks to gather in one place.
Ling Yunhong, the leader of the Ling clan who proposed re-dividing the shares of the sand ore vein, also said at this moment.
"Everyone, this world of immortality has always relied on fists to speak loudly."
"We, the Ling family, are now very powerful and occupy more than 10% of the sandy soil veins. The total share is only 35%. Let’s divide it.”
“I am a Taoist friend from Guanluo. There are only two foundation builders left in the clan. The extra 10% of the mine that I, the Ling clan, intends to occupy will be deducted from the noble Luo clan’s share of the mine. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Luo can sacrifice himself for everyone?”
“ Don’t make it difficult for fellow Taoists from the other three families.”
While speaking, Ling Yunhong looked at Luo Minghui, the leader of the Luo clan, with a smile.
When Luo Minghui heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
He did not expect that Ling Yunhong would be so shameless and sacrifice himself for everyone.
However, due to the situation, not only Ling Yunhong has reached the late stage of foundation building, but Ling's Ling Pengxing has also reached the middle stage of foundation building. In addition, Ling's Ling Pengyun who is in the middle stage of foundation building, alone with him and Taoist companion Li Xia has no way to resist.
He had no choice but to snort angrily.
When Ling Yunhong saw Luo Minghui swallowing his anger and feeling deflated, the smile on his face became even more intense, and he even laughed out loud.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Luo, do you still remember that during the fight, you destroyed my second-level low-grade defensive magic weapon? Now that several years have passed, shouldn't I be compensated?"
Luo Minghui's face turned even darker. He couldn't help it anymore and shouted angrily.
"Ling Yunhong, don't go too far."
"Am I going too far? During the fight, my fellow Taoist almost killed me. Do you think this should be done? To settle the score?”
When Ling Yunhong saw Luo Minghui's rebuttal, he was not afraid. His seven-layer foundation-building aura was revealed, he pressed towards Luo Minghui and said in a deep voice.
Ling Pengyun and Ling Pengxing, who were standing behind Ling Yunhong, looked at each other one after another. They both raised their hands and put them in the storage bags on their waists, ready to take out the magic weapons and fight at any time.
The surrounding three foundation builders, Tiger Roar Liu Daozhou of the Liu family, Wen Xianyun of the Yunwu Wen family, and Wang Changming of the Qingzhu Wang family, were riding a mid-stage foundation-building spiritual tiger. Seeing such a delicate situation, they all knew something was going on. Saw it.
Liu Daozhou, the leader of the Huxiao Liu clan, who was already displeased with the Luoxia Luo clan, laughed at this moment.
"Fellow Taoists, my clan still has some things to do, so I will not participate in the matters between your two clans, Fellow Daoist Luo and Fellow Daoist Ling."
After saying that, he rode on the spiritual tiger that was in the middle stage of foundation building and left this place.
On seeing this, Wen Xianyun of the Yunwu Wen clan, and Wang Changming of the Qingzhu Wang clan followed closely behind and left one after another.
However, the foundation-building monks from the three families did not really leave. They just ran for several miles and hid in a hidden place, preparing to watch the show.
It is very easy for the three foundation-building monks to leave happily.
Although the Ling family is powerful and domineering, it has not harmed the interests of the three families.
It's just for Luoxia Luo's family.
The most important thing is that the conflict between the Ling family and the Luo family was caused by the Luo family.
You deserve it.
Of course, Luo Shi had no choice but to provoke Ling Shi in the first place.
Just after the Liu family, the Wen family, and the Wang family established their foundations and left.
Under the low mountain where the sand ore vein is located, there are only three foundation builders from the Ling family, the Immortal Crane King, and Luo Minghui and Li Xia from the Luo family.
"Do you, Fellow Daoist Luo, want to pay for the legal shield, or not?"
"If Fellow Daoist doesn't want to, I don't mind taking it myself."
Ling Yunhong sneered. . Luo Minghui, who was dozens of feet away, became even more angry when he heard this.
Li Xia on the side saw her husband Luo Minghui's appearance, pulled Luo Minghui's Taoist robe, and said.
"Husband, the monks from the three surrounding monks have not left yet, it is not time to take action."
Luo Minghui listened to the voice in his head, and his anger suddenly subsided.
He snorted coldly, waved his hand and took out a set of second-level low-grade formations from the storage bag, and threw it to Ling Yunhong.
“I don’t have a magic shield. This set of flags is enough to buy a magic shield.”
After saying this, he turned around and took the Taoist companion Li Xia beside him, and together they commanded a second-order mid-grade flying boat to leave this place.
Seeing this scene, the patriarch Ling Yunhong was a little surprised. He did not expect that Luo Minghui could bear it so well.
He thought that a war would break out.
After all, the situation has reached that level just now.
“Third Grandfather, will you let them go so easily?”
Ling Pengxing, who was beside Ling Yunhong, looked at the backs of Luo Minghui and Li Xia leaving Feizhou, his eyes flashed with killing intent, and he asked Ling Yunhong.
"Luo Minghui and Li Xia are both strong. Once the two of us fight, there may be casualties. Since Luo Minghui has not taken action, forget it."
"As long as we delay a few In ten years, it will take Na Luo Minghui and When Li Xia's longevity is exhausted, even if the Luo family has new foundation builders, it will be difficult for them to be opponents of my Ling family. They can be destroyed with a wave of their hands."
"If you can avoid danger, you can win. There's no need to fight and kill, just stay safe," Ling Yunhong said.
Ling Pengxing on the side felt that it made sense when he heard the words, and the killing intent in his eyes also subsided a little.
At this time, Ling Yunhong was looking at the set of formation flags paid by Luo Minghui in his hand, his eyes shining slightly.
This set of formation flags is a second-level low-grade killing formation. It is worth a lot of money. It can be sold for at least three thousand spiritual stones, which is more than a thousand spiritual stones higher than the magic shield of the same level.
“It’s a small profit.” Ling Yunhong was secretly happy.
After being stunned for a while, he left here with Ling Pengyun, Ling Pengxing and the Fairy Crane King in the early stage of foundation building.
The Liu family, Wang family, and Wen family who were watching the foundation building were somewhat disappointed to see that the Ling family foundation building and Luo family foundation building were not fighting.
They were on the back foot, heading back towards their respective families.
A few hours later.
Not long after Ling Yunhong, Ling Pengyun, and Ling Pengxing rode the Fairy Crane King and entered the territory of their Ling family, the three of them suddenly noticed that four monks appeared in the sky in front of them.
Two of the figures stood on the same flying boat. They were Luo Minghui and Li Xia.
The other two monks, both wearing black clothes and veils, did not reveal their faces, and each had a flying magic weapon on their feet.
Ling Yunhong, who was sitting on the back of the Immortal Crane King, saw Luo Minghui and Li Xia appear, and his eyes narrowed.
"It turns out that the old thief Luo Minghui is waiting for us here."
Then, he turned his eyes and looked at the two monks in black on the airship next to Luo Minghui and his wife.
Relying on the powerful spiritual consciousness of the seventh level of foundation building, he carefully detected that the two monks in black were exuding traces of devilish energy.
And the auras of the two monks in black have reached the middle stage of foundation building.
"Luo Shi is very courageous."
"Peng Yun, Peng Xing, and the flying boat are all demon cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building. What happened today may not be good."
< br>"I held Luo Minghui and Li Xia behind , you two are blocking the two remaining demon cultivators. If you two can make a contribution, we can win this battle. If not, it may be a disaster."
Ling Pengyun, Ling Pengxing heard this. , his face suddenly became solemn.
If it were just Luo Minghui and Li Xia, they would naturally not be afraid.
But with two more demon cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, there are two more variables.
He really hadn’t thought about this. Colluding with outside monks to deal with family conflicts in Huaishui County was already breaking the rules, but colluding with demonic cultivators would be a big deal. If If Bailingmen knew about it, they would probably personally send monks to destroy the Luo family.
Luo Minghui’s search for demonic cultivators was a helpless move. After all, Ling’s Ling Pengyun was the cousin of Yang Siling, the daughter-in-law of the Bailingmen Lingfu real person. However, many people knew that the righteous monks in the entire Bailingmen world were not at all Dare to touch Ling's bad luck to avoid suffering Yang Siling's revenge later.
Reluctantly, Luo Minghui had no choice but to find a demon cultivator.
At this moment, Luo Minghui, among the four monks in front, burst out laughing.
"Ling Yunhong, today is the day for the three of you to die."
"Fellow Daoist Luo, the hatred between you and my two clans is a private matter of our Huaishui County. If you seek help from outsiders this time, once Rumor has it that you, the Luo family, may be hostile to the other three families in Huaishui County."
Ling Yunhong frowned when he heard this and echoed.
Naluo Minghui in front did not pay attention to this warning.
Although he also knows this truth, if he does not seek help from the magic cultivator at this time, when he and his Taoist companion Li Xia run out of life decades later, Luo Shi will not be able to build a foundation and sit down. , Luo Shi will also fall into a crisis, and will most likely be destroyed.
As for the person who destroyed the Luo family, it might be the enemy Ling family, or it might be the Huxiao Liu family who has been hiding in the dark.
The Luo family was a family that he and Li Xia devoted themselves to building after they left Bailingmen. Everyone in the family was the son of the two of them, or relatives of the same generation.
They don’t want to witness Luo’s destruction.
Instead of waiting for his family to be destroyed, it is better to take action and gain a chance of survival.
Even if Ling Yunhong and the other four foundation builders can be killed in one fell swoop today, he, Luo Shi, can also take the opportunity to seize the Ling family's property and his share of the Ling family's sandy soil veins, and then strengthen the Luo family and let his subordinates Clan members have the opportunity to build foundations.
When Luo Minghui thought about it, a hint of madness appeared on his face.
He waved his hand and made a killing move, using the small flame burning formation of his natal formation flag to form a large formation, transforming into a large fire and sweeping towards Ling Yunhong and others.
Ling Yunhong knew the power of this small flame burning formation and responded immediately.
He raised his hand and summoned a flying sword that was all white and constantly exuding a hint of cold air.
This flying sword is Ling Yunhong’s natal magic weapon, the Ice Blue Sea Flying Sword. In recent years, Ling Yunhong has spared no effort in spiritual stones to purchase water-based spiritual iron and blended it into this flying sword. The grade of this sword has also changed. It has been promoted to the second-level mid-level realm.
In terms of grade alone, this sword is not weaker than Luo Minghui's second-grade mid-grade natal formation flag, the Small Flame Burning Formation.
In fact, the Ice Blue Sea Flying Sword is still the most top-notch existence among the medium natal magic weapons, and Luo Minghui's small flame burning array is just an imitation, and can only be regarded as an ordinary medium natal magic weapon, with great power. Weaker than the Ice and Blue Sea Flying Sword.
As the spiritual power entered this flying sword of ice and blue sea, the flying sword's spiritual light flashed brightly, and the cold air exposed outside became a little stronger.
On the tip of this sword, a huge ice sword light that was twelve feet long surged out.
Ling Yunhong waved his big sleeve, and the twelve-foot-long sword light turned into a white sword light, with a sharp cold air, and rushed into the large fire that was coming. He turned around and rolled up, and suddenly The flames were resisted.
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