Chapter 412 Ling Pengxing travels around (3600 words, please subscribe)
Lingxiao Mountain, halfway up the mountain, deep in the banquet, above a wine table.
Liu Daozhou, the leader of the Huxiao Liu clan, who came to attend the Golden Elixir Ceremony, had a look of envy on his face, mixed with a bit of regret.
“The two Jindan masters should be my backers, and the Pingyun Yang family is really blessed.”
“In the future, the Pingyun Yang family may really rise to prominence. In the future In four or five hundred years, the position of the second largest foundation-building clan in the Bailingmen realm will probably be untouchable.”
"If during the little demon chaos six years ago, I was not afraid of the demon cultivator, but like Yang Changxing of the Pingyun Yang family, risking life and death to save the Ling family, maybe I, Huxiao, would be married to the Ling family today. Mr. Liu.”
“I will roar like Mr. Liu in the future. The disciples will also have a source of blessing, and I, the Huxiao Liu family, will not have to worry about the lack of foundation-building monks in the family."
Although the Huxiao Liu family has it now. Two foundation-building combat forces, Liu Daozhou and the clan-protecting spiritual beast Yan Yunhu, were stationed in the clan.
But the Huxiao Liu family has found two foundation-building spiritual objects for their clansmen in recent decades, but it is still difficult to train a foundation-building monk.
This matter has also become an annoyance to Liu Daozhou, the leader of the Huxiao Liu clan. Perhaps in the near future, the Liu clan will have no foundation to sit in and eventually disappear from the world of immortal cultivation.
It was precisely because the Huxiao Liu family did not have a young successor to build the foundation. This time, six years ago, Liu Daozhou, the head of the Liu family, knew that the Ling family had encountered a small demon chaos, but he was afraid of his own death. There was no Foundation Establishment monk in charge, so the thieves were concerned about it, so today's opportunity was missed.
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As the time approached at noon, the hundreds of wine tables halfway up Lingxiao Mountain were all filled again, and the Golden Elixir Ceremony wedding banquet officially began.
A female cultivator of the Ling family who acted as a serving maid kept bringing plates of spiritual food from the kitchen to the wine tables.
These spiritual foods were cooked by the spiritual chef Ling Pengyun borrowed from his cousin Yang Siling during his trip to Jiaomang Lake in March.
After a while, hundreds of wine tables at the wedding banquet were all filled with spiritual food, the more delicious first-class low-grade "Lingmulberry", and a small jar of spiritual mulberry on each table. Made spiritual wine.
Beyond the boundary of Bailing Gate, the monks who came to attend the Golden Elixir Ceremony were a little surprised when they saw Ling's wedding banquet of this size.
A wedding banquet of this size is not much inferior to the banquets held by those Jindan Sects.
At the same time, the specifications of this wedding banquet are also a symbol of heritage.
On the other hand, those cultivators from the Bailing Sect who have had several wedding banquets for the Ling family's foundation-building cultivators are accustomed to this matter.
It was precisely for the spiritual food that appeared at the golden elixir ceremony banquet that they traveled a long distance from the Bailingmen realm to come here.
Because these monks knew the details, after the dishes were served, they wolfed down the spiritual food on the wine table one by one, as if they were afraid that others would snatch it.
Seeing this, the monks who came from the outside did not want to suffer a loss, so they quickly put the dishes into the bowl.
Under such circumstances, the wedding banquet at noon ended quickly.
Thousands of visitors also left Lingxiao Mountain.
However, they did not go far, but found a good place outside Lingxiao Mountain, set up camp, and waited for the banquet to begin in the evening.
When the banquet of the Golden Elixir Ceremony just started, the people of the Ling family said that this banquet would be held for three days, and there would be banquets at noon and in the evening.
The night of the golden elixir ceremony banquet on the first day.
Inside the meeting hall on the top of Lingxiao Mountain.
Ling Pengyun, Ling Pengshan, Ling Pengxing, Ling Penghin, Ling Pengqiu, Ling Pengliang, and Ling Chengqiu, the seven core family monks at the foundation-building stage and above, all gathered here.
Because Ling Pengliang is a second-level spiritual cultivator, he and his Taoist companion Wen Nianling have been stationed at the Rock Scale Snake Cave all year round, rarely returning home.
Ling Chengqiu sits at the Tianfu Chamber of Commerce headquarters in Jiaomanfang City all year round, refining elixirs for the headquarters to maximize profits.
Both of them returned to the clan this time to participate in Ling Pengyun’s Golden Elixir Ceremony.
As for Ling Pengliang's foundation-building Taoist monk Wen Nianling, he is still stationed at the Rock Scale Snake Cave to avoid causing trouble.
"Now that everyone is here, it's time to start calculating the number of gifts for today's ceremony."
Ling Pengyun raised a smile on his face and said to Ling Pengshan, the temporary host.
Ling Pengshan nodded, took out several storage bags from his arms, and tilted out thousands of spiritual objects and a gift list.
As Ling Pengshan reads out the person who gave the gift and the spiritual object that gave the gift, the others on the side will read out the price of those spiritual objects according to the market price.
Finally, after everyone counted.
The value of the one to two thousand spiritual objects collected by the Ling family during this Golden Elixir Ceremony was as high as more than 40,000 spiritual stones.
Even if we put aside the numerous cooking items consumed by the Ling family in holding the Golden Elixir Ceremony; the demonic beast meat, spiritual mulberry fruits, spiritual mulberry wine and other spiritual objects worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones, this time the Ling family You can earn at least 30,000 spiritual stones.
This incident made everyone extremely happy. More than 30,000 spiritual stones are not a lot. Even if Ling wants to save this amount of spiritual stones, it will take about two years.
Everyone was happy for a while, and Ling Pengyun also said.
“The gifts we received this time were all given by visitors. It would be bad to sell them. If the person who gave the gifts saw them, they might even curse us behind our backs.”
"I observe that among this batch of spiritual objects, except for those sent by the five major sects of our Yan Kingdom, the rest are some common spiritual objects, either elixirs or spiritual fruits. The members of our clan also all It will come in handy.”
“Except for the gifts given by the five major golden elixir clans of the Yan Kingdom, the rest were placed in the family treasury. Just record the contribution points in my account according to the same proportion."
"In the future, if I want to use the clan's spiritual stones, you will deduct the contribution points from my account."
< br>"This will not break the family's capital chain."
Ling Pengshan and others naturally agree with this proposal.
Just when everyone was discussing the matter and planning to disperse, a communication talisman suddenly flew in outside the door of the meeting hall and landed in front of the master's Ling Pengshan.
Ling Pengshan curiously opened the communication talisman and took a look, his expression slightly changed.
Then he said to Ling Pengyun.
"Bago, this time for your Golden Elixir Ceremony, Liu Nian, the direct disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Zhenren sent by the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, wants to meet you."
Ling Pengyun raised his eyebrows and considered. At this point, Liu Nian had given gifts worth up to 5,000 spiritual stones before the White Sun Golden Elixir Ceremony began.
He also agreed to meet Liu Nian.
Ling Pengshan saw Ling Pengyun’s statement and quickly went to make arrangements.
Not even half a while later.
Ling Pengshan took "Liu Nian" to the top of Lingxiao Mountain.
Ling Pengyun has been waiting here for a long time.
"Senior Ling!"
Liu Nian saw Ling Pengyun and saluted with respect.
Ling Pengshan stepped aside knowingly.
“Just say what you have to say, no need to beat around the bush.” Ling Pengyun said calmly. "The junior will make a long story short. This junior came here because he wants the senior to help my Ten Thousand Beast Sect resist the monster beasts that have invaded my sect's territory."
"If senior can agree, our sect is willing to give 30,000 kilograms of first-class low-grade water spiritual iron to senior." Liu Nian's expression moved slightly, and he put away his polite words and said in detail.
“I heard about the alliance between the Poisonous Blood Demon Sect and the demon beasts from the Purple Scorpion Mountain realm, which is a gathering place for demon beasts right next to the Qin Sect. There is a scorpion demon in the middle stage of the golden elixir and a scorpion demon in the early stage of the golden elixir. In this way, your sect will have to face three golden elixirs. "
“I have just entered the realm of golden elixir. It is more dangerous to participate in a battle of this level.”
“Furthermore, I am not strong enough. Even if I join it, it will be difficult for me to do so. Help Guizong resolve this difficulty.”
“I can’t help you anymore.”
Although Ling Pengyun was attracted by the 30,000 kilograms of first-grade low-grade water-based spiritual iron, 30,000 kilograms of water-based spiritual iron was only worth 60,000 spiritual stones.
He doesn’t want to go to such a dangerous place because of these 60,000 spiritual stones.
Because this "Liu Nian" is the direct disciple of Wan Beast Zhenren, the master of Wan Beast Sect, Ling Pengyun's tone was more polite when he refused.
Hearing this, Liu Nian frowned.
However, if you think about it from another perspective, if he had just entered the Golden Pill and had a lot of longevity, he would definitely not agree to such a dangerous thing.
After sighing helplessly, Liu Nian didn't say anything more. He just resigned and followed Ling Pengshan away from the top of Lingxiao Mountain.
Ling Pengyun looked at Liu Nian's leaving figure and muttered to himself.
“Seeing that this person’s aura is several times stronger than that of a monk who has perfected Foundation Establishment, I am afraid that this person has solidified about 70% of the spiritual power in his Dantian.”
“Is he in the pseudo-dan realm? "
"It seems that this person tried to break through the golden elixir once, but failed."
"However, according to the degree of solidification of spiritual power in this person's Dantian, if this person tries to break through the golden elixir in the future, I am afraid that he will have a success rate of about 10 to 20% on his own."
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The third day of the Golden Elixir Ceremony.
On this night, all the guests who came to attend the ceremony dispersed after the dinner.
Those Ling clan members who had other affairs and temporarily returned to the family to congratulate Ling Pengyun also left the family overnight and returned to their garrison to avoid chaos.
The lively Lingxiao Mountain has also returned to its peaceful state.
The top of Lingxiao Mountain.
Five peers, Ling Pengyun, Ling Pengxing, Ling Penghin, Ling Pengshan, and Ling Pengqiu, all stood here looking into the distance without speaking for a long time.
It wasn't until a cold night wind blew by that Ling Pengyun broke the calm.
He turned his head and looked at Ling Pengxing aside, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Third brother, is it really impossible to change the rumored travels?"
As soon as these words came out, Ling Penglin, Ling Pengshan, and Ling Pengqiu also looked at Ling Pengxing.
When Ling Pengxing, who was already dying, heard this, a look of determination appeared on his face full of traces of time.
He looked at the bright full moon in the sky and said in a deep voice.
“The secret technique of Star Gold Sword Dao that I created during the battle with Xiao Mo Luan five years ago, now only has Hui Yue’s move.”
"This move can only be used at night to maximize its power. On weekdays, its power is not strong and is too limited."
"Being in a family, it is difficult for me to be a good swordsman. Progress."
"If I run out of life... I can complete the secret technique of Star Sword Dao, and this life will be worthy of it."
Ling Pengyun can understand Ling Pengxing's mood.
At the beginning, as a spiritual planter, he considered improving a kind of spiritual rice as his lifelong wish.
The sword cultivator's long-cherished wish is to master the art of swordsmanship and create his own secret swordsmanship.
What's more, Ling Pengxing's life is running out now.
Under such circumstances, if Ling Pengyun deliberately stopped him, it would be tantamount to making Ling Pengxing die with regret.
When his thoughts returned, Ling Pengyun stopped trying to persuade him.
He waved his hand and took out a dozen spiritual objects from the storage bag and handed them to Ling Pengxing.
"Since you, Third Brother, are determined to do so, I won't persuade you any more. Take these ten protective magic weapons and these three second-order low-grade longevity shells. Those three longevity shells can enhance your nine-level strength." Years of longevity.”
“I hope that these extra nine years can help you go further in the secret art of swordsmanship.”
Ling Pengxing saw Ling Pengyun hand it over. Everything is of extraordinary quality.
The total value of dozens of spiritual objects is enough to reach tens of thousands, and my heart suddenly feels warm.
He is just a mortal, and it is indeed more dangerous to go out for training.
In addition, what he lacks most now is longevity.
He did not refuse the ten protective magic weapons and the three longevity shells given to him, and reached out to take them.
“I’d like to borrow your good words from my eighth brother.”
“If I can really complete the secret technique of swordsmanship, one day I will return to my clan.”
"And if I can't..., maybe I don't have this life..."
"Eighth brother, tenth sister, twenty-third brother, twenty-seventh brother,... take care!"
Ling Pengxing muttered to Ling Pengyun, Ling Penglin and others, then slowly walked along a trail in the mountain. , walked down the mountain.
Ling Pengyun trembled as he looked at Ling Pengxing's hunched figure that was retreating.
Perhaps today will be the last time he and Ling Pengxing see each other.
In his mind, images of fighting monster beasts with his clan brother Ling Pengxing appeared in his mind.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and saw that Ling Pengxing's figure was already several miles away to the north.
"Third brother, take care!"
Ling Pengyun muttered to himself.
This sentence may be a reply to what Ling Pengxing said just now, or it may be a wish for Ling Pengxing to have a smooth journey.
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