Chapter 794: Ling Chengping (2800 words, please subscribe)
The other side.
It is also in a large courtyard.
"Uncle, you are finally back to see Jia'er. Uncle, have you brought any beautiful clothes for Jia'er this time?"
A woman wearing a white floral skirt with extremely fair skin , with a very good temperament, she looked like a girl from a big family. She was sitting on a tea table, flipping through books. She suddenly noticed a noise around her. When she saw that it was a cold young man, A smile suddenly broke out on her face.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, you stinky girl, but you still love beauty as much as before."
That cold young man was Ling Wanxu. He looked at the little girl, and a rare expression of coldness appeared on his face. A bit of a smile.
If any outsiders were here, they would be shocked to see Ling Wanxu actually smiling.
Ling Wanxu has always treated people in the Ling clan with a cold face. Even when he met some of the elderly foundation builders in the clan, he was still like this, as if nothing could move him.
He is also secretly called Facial Paralysis Sword Master by many tribesmen.
I never thought that Ling Wanxu had such a side.
At this time, an old couple and a young couple also walked out of the courtyard house.
These four people are Ling Wanxu’s parents, sister, and brother-in-law.
That little girl is Ling Wanxu’s niece.
The whole family was chatting with each other at this moment.
But there are countless scenes of monks looking for their mortal relatives in Lingxiao City, where hundreds of thousands of mortals live.
……
At the same time.
Deep in the Ling clan.
Foreign Affairs Hall.
On a tea table in a main hall.
"Qianyu, Uncle Pengcheng, you will have to work hard to relocate the mortals that the Foreign Affairs Hall will need to do in the future, and send the seven thousand casual cultivators from the Foreign Affairs Hall to garrison in various places. , I need Anxious to practice a technique in seclusion."
Ling Chengxia, the leader of the Foreign Affairs Hall, faced the thin, kind-faced middle-aged monk in front of him and Ling Pengcheng, who had a murderous aura. greeted.
Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu are the two deputy heads of the Foreign Affairs Hall.
The former, because he has no skills, but is experienced in combat and has strong management ability in the city, he is the boss of Baiyunfang City in the Baiyun Mountains on the front line.
In addition, because of his extremely high seniority and his cultivation level reaching the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, he was entrusted with important tasks by his family and became a deputy head of the Foreign Affairs Hall.
In addition, he also led a group of casual cultivators from the Foreign Affairs Hall to sit in Baiyunfang City all year round.
As for the thin Zhang Qianyu, he was one of the confidants trained by Ling Chengxia.
Although this Qianyu has the qualification of three spiritual roots, his understanding is extremely high, and his speed in comprehending the techniques is extremely fast, which also indirectly speeds up his cultivation progress.
In addition, this person is extremely good at managing various tedious affairs, so he was valued by Ling Chengxia.
"Cheng Xia, don't worry and go into seclusion. Fellow Taoist Qianyu and I will take care of these chores."
The white-haired Ling Pengcheng said with a smile.
“Yes, Hall Master.”
Zhang Qianyu also spoke at this moment.
Ling Chengxia smiled, tapped the storage bag on his waist and summoned two jade pendant-like magic weapons, and handed them to Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu respectively.
"This is a quasi-third-level protective magic weapon that I begged from my father. Once faced with a crisis, as long as spiritual power is channeled into it, an extremely powerful defensive light curtain can be activated. Even a pseudo-alchemy realm monk can It takes three hits to break."
"Even. It can even withstand a full-strength attack from an early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator."
"However, after each use of this magic weapon, it needs three days to warm up before it can be used again."
< br>When Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu saw this, their eyes lit up.
With these two magic weapons, they will be much safer when they are stationed at the frontline Baiyun Mountains in the near future.
And this kind of magic weapon, they can't get it at all on ordinary days.
Even Ling Pengcheng is like this. He can get a second-level high-grade protective magical weapon.
However, it is extremely difficult to refine a quasi-third-level magic weapon. Only the third-level weapon refiner Ling Pengyun in the entire Ling clan can refine it.
And to refine this kind of quasi-third-level magic weapon, third-level spiritual materials are also needed.
These are things that they, the foundation-building monks, have difficulty accessing.
It is precisely for this reason that both Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu are extremely grateful to Ling Chengxia.
The two of them were grateful to Ling Chengxia for a long time.
"One year later, when you stay with me on the frontline at the Baiyun Mountains, you will be worthy of the two treasures I gave you today."
Ling Chengxia's eyes narrowed. Shine light and speak.
After saying that, he left here.
The two deputy heads of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Ling Pengcheng and Zhang Qianyu, who were still here, also looked gloomy because of what Ling Chengxia just said.
Due to their higher cultivation level, the place where they were stationed during the Monster Rebellion a year later was, like Ling Chengxia, the boundary of the Baiyun Mountains on the front line.
After a while, the two of them finally reacted.
That Zhang Qianyu also spoke at this moment.
"Fellow Pengcheng, the monk who supervises the Foreign Affairs Hall, the matter of relocating mortals is a waste of time and extremely boring, so I will leave this matter to me."
After hearing this, Ling Pengcheng also had a look of satisfaction on his face.
Over the years, as the deputy head of the Foreign Affairs Hall, the reason why he watched the hall leader Ling Chengxia promote Zhang Qianyu, an outsider, to serve as a senior executive of the Foreign Affairs Hall was because he was thinking about Zhang Qianyu's way of doing things.
This piece of Qianyu never competes with others. He is willing to take on any hard work and is very self-aware.
"Fellow Daoist Qianyu, you are on the verge of breaking through to the late stage of foundation building. There is still nearly a year left in the chaos of monsters. This period of time is enough for you to retreat. If you can break through, it will also do a lot for the family. Benefits."
"Leave the more complicated matter of relocating mortals to me, and leave the simple task of dispatching the seven thousand monks from the Foreign Affairs Hall to various places."
Ling Pengcheng said with a smile.
Zhang Qianyu nodded when he saw some kindness on Ling Pengcheng's face, and he was indeed on the verge of breaking through.
"Thank you for this, fellow Taoist Pengcheng. I will definitely repay you in the future." "Every little thing is done for the family." Ling Pengcheng said.
……
at the same time.
The top of Lingxiao Mountain.
Inside a cave.
"Uncle Peng Yun, please give me another quasi-third-level protective magic weapon, just the last one!"
That one is nearly a hundred years old. Ling Chengping, now like a teenage girl, was holding Ling Pengyun's right hand and said coquettishly.
Ling Pengyun looked at this scene with a very dark expression.
"Just now, I have given you four quasi-third-level protective magic weapons. What else do you want, do you have to empty out your uncle Peng Yun and my storage bag before you are willing to do it?"< br>
Ling Chengping’s eyes watered and she said delicately.
“Uncle Peng Yun, isn’t this the danger of the monster beast rebellion? My strength is low, and this time I am going with my family to the frontline to garrison in the Baiyun Mountains. If I don’t have a few powerful defensive means to protect myself, I’m afraid that I have no chance of survival."
"Uncle Peng Yun, do you plan to watch...my daughter be in danger during the subsequent monster chaos?"
"Also... Uncle Peng Yun, over the years, I have cultivated three earth-type silkworm kings in the foundation-building stage and one silkworm king in the middle-stage foundation-building stage for my family. The thousands of earth-type silkworms in the family are still waiting for me to take care of them. "
When Ling Pengyun heard the word "daughter" and looked at Ling Chengping's appearance and what Ling Chengping said about the earth-type spiritual silkworm, his heart suddenly softened.
Ling Chengping is the first person in the family's sericulture industry today, and her sericulture cultivation has reached the second-level mid-level.
At the same time, she is also the only second-level silkworm breeder in the family. The other dozen or so silkworm breeders in the family are still lingering on the first level.
In addition, the family's soil-bearded spiritual silkworms, which originally only had dozens, have also been cultivated for decades, and now number in the thousands.
And every year, the group of earth-bearing spirit silkworms can spit out thousands of kilograms of first- and second-level earth-bearing spirit silkworms.
This batch of spiritual silk is worth at least tens of thousands of spiritual stones, and this silk is a good material for refining formation flags. Families usually keep it for their own use to refine formations and maximize profits.
The formations stored by the family can be increased by dozens every year because of the group of soil-bearded spiritual silkworms.
It can be said that the group of soil-bearded silkworms raised by Ling Chengping are extremely important to the family.
And Ling Chengping, the hero who developed and expanded the Tuxuling silkworm group, is naturally even more important.
Due to both emotion and reason, Ling Pengyun should indeed give Ling Chengping more defensive means.
But when Ling Pengyun thought of Ling Chengping's strong net worth, his face turned even darker.
“Your cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building is still low?”
“And, do you still have few defensive means?”
“Last Spring Festival At that time, you took away a prototype defensive talisman from me. In the same year, you took away three third-level low-grade defensive talismans from your Aunt Siyi. The year before last, during the Spring Festival..."
"Rough calculation, you have more than ten defensive means that can withstand the Golden Core monks. I am afraid that ordinary early Golden Core monks will not be able to pose any threat to you in a short period of time."
"I'm afraid. The entire family, except for golden elixir monks like me, belongs to you. It’s the safest place in the chaos of monsters. Just like this...you still pretend to be pitiful...You weren’t beaten enough when you were a child. Now that you are someone else’s wife, you still need to be beaten, right?”
Ling Chengping wasn’t afraid when she saw this. , instead, he squeezed out two tears and said to Ling Pengyun with red eyes.
"Dad, if you want to beat your daughter, then do it."
Ling Pengyun glared at Ling Chengping angrily. Seeing that Ling Chengping had not been afraid and looked pitiful, he then After calling his father, he sighed helplessly.
Then, he also took out a magic talisman from the storage bag and handed it to Ling Chengping.
"I really have no accurate third-level protective magic weapon on me."
"Take this third-level low-grade defensive talisman."
Ling Chengping's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately He took it, but she still didn't leave, and continued to use a charming tone to speak to Ling Pengyun.
“Dad, it’s not enough.”
Ling Pengyun's suppressed anger suddenly burst out.
“Get out.”
He raised his hand and mobilized a huge amount of spiritual power to blast Ling Chengping out of the cave.
The door of the cave was also closed tightly.
At this time, Lin Fan, who had been waiting at the gate of the cave, also came to greet him.
When he saw his wife Ling Chengping's appearance, he immediately understood what Ling Chengping had just done, and a wry smile appeared on his face.
"Madam, with such a large family, dad also has difficulties. In the future, you should not use this trick to make things difficult for dad."
"What do you know? It was not because I was afraid that something would happen to you during the Monster Beast Rebellion, so I would not ask for so many defensive treasures from my father."
Ling Chengping, who was still looking pretty, suddenly changed his expression and turned angrily.
Lin Fan also knew that he was wrong, so he did not dare to speak.
But at this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from the tightly closed cave.
“For the sake of Lin Fan’s son-in-law being quite sensible, I’ll give you, this crazy girl, two more third-level middle-grade defensive talismans.”
“Don’t even think about taking anything from me in the future. Spiritual things, get out of Lingxiao Mountain."
As soon as he said these words, two bright spiritual talismans flew out through the cave and landed in front of Ling Chengping.
Ling Chengping also changed his face, and his face full of tears suddenly broke out into a smile.
She also spoke loudly to the closed cave at this moment.
“Thank you, dad.”
Lin Fan on the side also thanked him.
At the same time.
The hall inside the cave.
Ling Pengyun's eyes flashed brightly, and with the help of his pupil technique, he looked at Ling Chengping outside the cave who was like a living treasure, with helplessness on his face.
“This crazy girl is becoming more and more difficult to control. In comparison, that brat Cheng Xia seems to be better.”
(End of Chapter)
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