MTL - Immortal Mansion Longevity-Chapter 743 see or not
Looking in the direction of the finger, Wu Chengen quickly locked on to the simple-looking boy.
Although no matter how you look at it, that young man is very ordinary, but since Master Qingyang has already spoken, there must be something "special".
Master Qingyang's judgment, how could it be wrong? !
"The disciple understands!"
No matter what feelings he had in his heart, Wu Chengen immediately bowed heavily.
He immediately turned around, whispered a few words to a Foundation Establishment deacon beside him, and then stood by with his hands down, waiting for orders.
Thanks to his father's legacy, the Wu family is more highly regarded by Liu Yu, and has a relatively high status among the forces in Qingyang.
Both are Foundation Establishment Deacons, their status is also high and low.
The deacon at the early stage of foundation establishment took the order, and immediately saluted several Jindan elders silently, and then flew downwards with the magic weapon.
“.”
After a few breaths of silence, Liu Yu didn't stay long, and with a wave of his hand, the flying boat set sail again.
With his current status and the influence of the Qingyang family, even a simple compliment is enough to change the fate of an ordinary monk, and even make him rise to the top.
Even if there is no special care, no matter how ordinary the aptitude is, it is not a problem to become an inner disciple and receive the key training of the sect.
If this junior is worthy of training, for the sake of the same blood, Liu Yu doesn't mind giving it another hand, and it is not impossible to become the true heir of the sect.
Of course, he didn't mean to recognize her, or establish a family with his own hands.
"嗖嗖~"
The flying boat shuttled slowly between the mountains, and Liu Yu silently watched the sect at this time.
Behind him, everyone had different thoughts, guessing why he admired that young man.
"Blood sensory talisman, could it be that he is so young just now, it belongs to Master Qingyang"
Wu Chengen recalled it, and secretly speculated in his heart.
"This is an opportunity, we must seize it."
Not long after thinking about it, this person has already made a decision to pay close attention to that young man just now, and he will not hesitate to accept him as a personal disciple.
In Wu Chengen's eyes, Master Qingyang's current cultivation is unfathomable, and it may not be impossible to get closer. There are countless fellow students who want to work for Master Qingyang.
The relationship with the older generation will eventually fade away over time. Compared with some of their peers with great powers, the Wu family does not have much advantage.
You must seize every opportunity you can so as not to be marginalized.
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Lingtai Mountain, the third-order top-grade spiritual mountain, the spiritual mountain where Master Changfeng lives, is also the current base camp of the Li family.
Although the Zongmen's spiritual veins have fallen overall, the Li family is the first family of the Zongmen after all, and they have a lot of resources, so they managed to improve the rank of the spiritual veins.
A quarter of an hour later, Lingtai Mountain was in the distance, and under Ji Ruyan's control, the flying boat landed slowly.
Several Jindan elders came together, and there was a legitimate reason, even if Master Changfeng was no longer in the mountains, the group could still travel without hindrance.
Led by the monks of the Li family, Liu Yu soon came to a cemetery on the mountainside.
Looking around, one by one tombs and tombstones come into view, revealing a little desolation and sadness.
Liu Yu swept his consciousness, according to the names on the tombstone, without the guidance of the Li family monks, he quickly locked the tomb of his master Li Changkong.
As the Patriarch of Jindan, Li Changkong was buried in one of the best positions in the cemetery for Feng Shui.
Liu Yu stepped forward quickly, looking at the tombstone of the cheap master, scenes of the past emerged in his heart, as if it was yesterday.
Although he was not a direct disciple, Li Changkong was one of the most familiar monks in the sect, and he had mixed feelings for a while.
Although immortal cultivators go against the sky and pursue eternity and immortality, how many people have been able to do it throughout the ages?
Even if you refine your powers, you will die with the passage of time!
However, compared with the decades of life of ordinary people, most Jindan real people can live to about six hundred years old, and very few live to the limit of eight hundred years, which can be regarded as longevity.
"Husband, Elder Chang Kong passed away at the age of more than six hundred years. Compared with most of his Jindan colleagues, his death is not too young. You don't have to be too sad."
Jiang Qiushui comforted beside him.
Entering the cemetery, only Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan accompanied him, while the other men waited outside the cemetery.
As soon as the woman touched the storage ring, she took out the paper money and other worship items, and she was about to start moving.
"Wait, I will do it myself."
Liu Yu raised his hand to stop, took the objects of worship, and placed one by one in front of the tombstone with his own hands.
"tsk tsk"
Pieces of paper money burn slowly in front of the tombstone.
The family cemetery is guarded by monks from the Li family and cleaned every day, so there is no need for Liu Yu to visit the grave.
He had a heavy expression, standing in front of Li Changkong's tombstone under the light of the red fire, not knowing what to think.
"The birth of a broken pill is a great opportunity and a catastrophe for Jindan cultivators."
"If the Nascent Soul cannot be conceived when the pill is broken, then it is very likely that it will fall directly."
"It won't be long before I hit the Nascent Soul bottleneck. If I can't succeed, I'm afraid."
Liu Yu had a lot of thoughts, and thought of a lot at the moment.
Everything you currently have is based on your own strong strength and potential. If you can't hit the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul, then what you currently have will no longer exist.
The Nascent Soul bottleneck is a near-death chance and catastrophe for Jindan monks. If they fail, there is a high possibility of falling directly.
Even if you don't die, your cultivation base will be greatly damaged and your strength will be greatly reduced. It is very likely that you will fall to the foundation establishment state.
Like Daoist Changfeng, those who fail to attack and still maintain their realm are rare.
"Master, let's go."
Silently watched the paper money burn out, and then recalled his thoughts after a long time, Liu Yu said silently in his heart.
Afterwards, he bowed down in a proper manner, and performed a disciple's ceremony again.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan beside them also bent down to salute solemnly.
"Although Daoist Changkong has fallen, there are still a few of his disciples who are still here, and they are currently waiting for orders in the sect."
"Husband, do you want to see me last time?"
At this time, Ji Ruyan thought for a while and wanted to speak.
"Fellow?"
Hearing this, Liu Yu recalled the appearances of several senior brothers, and then shook his head slightly.
He has a mediocre relationship with several people, and he had no contact with them when he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He was just a disciple under the same master.
With the death of Master Li Changkong, the original contact naturally no longer exists, so there is no need to waste time meeting.
What's more, there is a huge difference in cultivation bases. The highest of several people is no more than the peak of Foundation Establishment. Is it possible for Jindan Daoist and Foundation Establishment monk to become friends?
The gap in realm is an insurmountable gap!
Only the senior sister Li Buyu succeeded in forming a pill, and the relationship between them is not bad, but they can continue to communicate.
As for the others, there is no need to continue contacting them.
Of course, for the sake of the relationship between former teachers and brothers, if the few people have something to ask in the future, Liu Yu would not mind helping with some small favors.
"Let's go."
Taking a deep look at Li Changkong's tombstone, Liu Yu turned around and said calmly, leading the two girls to the outside of the cemetery.
Not long after, a few rays of light rose from Lingtai Mountain, which quickly disappeared into the sky.
"The next step is to submit the alliance task to raise the Qi refining cultivation to the peak of Jindan as soon as possible, and then prepare for the baby."
"The Congealing Pill has already been obtained, but the reward for this mission can be replaced with other infant-forming spiritual objects, greatly reducing the preparation time."
Flying away, Liu Yu pondered silently.
For the sake of his own safety, it is naturally impossible for him to tell the truth about the real route from Tiannan to Zhongyu, and he intends to use the method of nine false and one true.
If the three major alliances intend to send monks along the route, there is only one dead end.
Liu Yuhui will deliberately lead it to several dead places in the route that Tiannan did not record later, and keep it safe no matter how many monks go there, they will never return.
Because he was carrying a Lingbao, the news of killing Dao Yi's son had probably been leaked in Zhongyu, and it was impossible for him to let Tiannan reconnect with Zhongyu.
Otherwise, he will fall into a crisis again, and the current good situation will disappear.
The heart of an immortal cultivator contains the corruption of the whole world!
If the news of the Lingbao leaked, Liu Yu had reason to believe that even the ancestor Tianfeng of the sect would not be able to resist attacking him.
In front of a treasure like Lingbao, no monk can hold it, so he never tests people's hearts.
Regardless of the Immortal Mansion or the Ruined Sword, Liu Yu has never revealed it to others, even the most trusted concubines!
If a monk happened to use the Destroyed Sword by accident, within the scope of his ability, he would choose to silence him without hesitation, without any hesitation.
"Just before that, I'm afraid I will have to work hard tonight."
Thinking about this point, Liu Yu glanced over Jiang Qiushui, Ji Ruyan, and Wen Caiyi, and felt that the sequelae of the exercises were showing a tendency to attack again.
Haven't seen each other for nearly a hundred years, and I have to "warm up" both emotionally and rationally, so I'm afraid I don't have time to rest tonight.
Feeling Liu Yu's gaze, the two women seemed to understand something, but their faces were calm, as if they didn't notice anything.
But the eyes are invariably a little brighter, as if expecting something.
I have observed the sect once, so after leaving Lingtai Mountain, I flew at full speed and went directly to "Qingyang Peak".
It is worth mentioning that when the supernatural powers were used to transfer the spiritual veins, the same grade of Qingyang Peak dropped sharply.
However, Liu Yu's lineage has the support of several golden elixir, and its influence is not what it used to be. Therefore, two third-tier lower-rank spiritual veins were relocated from Yuan Kingdom to supplement, and the rank was raised to third-tier upper-rank instead.
As for the forces that lost their spiritual veins, their own sects came forward to settle them easily.
The entire Yuan Kingdom is under the control of Yuan Yangzong, and the treatment of the Zongmen's Golden Elixir is naturally very different from that of the outside Golden Elixirs.
Even if they are forced to "give up" the spiritual veins, those forces can only swallow their anger, otherwise the catastrophe will come soon.
Not only Liu Yu's lineage, but other elders whose ranks in Lingshan were lowered due to the migration of their spiritual veins also adopted the same approach by coincidence.
On this issue, the top sect leaders have the same tacit understanding and unanimously external.
So the sect's high-level Lingshan, the level of the spirit pulse did not drop much, but the low-level disciples were the most affected.
"Uncle Qingyang, I'll take my leave!"
Seeing Qingyang Peak appear in sight, Wu Chengen and several other accompanying Zhuji subordinates expressed their farewell winkingly.
"Go."
Liu Yu nodded lightly and waved his hand casually.
"Disciple resigns!"
After speaking, several people saluted again, and drove away quickly with the magic weapon.