Xue Bingxuan and Qi Yalan stood at the door, relatively speechless.
If the previous confrontation had not been stopped by the sudden appearance of the ancestor of Hengyi, the two people who were angry might have started fighting, and it would have been difficult to end by then.
Calm down and think about it, this is really not worth it.
Qin Muling and them both have the same master, and they have the relationship of teaching skills on behalf of their masters. From now on, the weight in his heart is far beyond what outsiders can match, so what is there to argue about?
"Sister, I..."
Qi Yalan was hesitant to admit her mistake first. After all, she was the one who came to the door to stir up trouble in the first place. It was just her proud and self-sufficient temper that made her really embarrassed.
Suddenly, a faint coercion fell from the sky. The two women looked up and saw a familiar majestic figure coming into view.
"Master? Why are you here too?"
Xue Bingxuan said in surprise.
Mu Yinghua was dressed in a gorgeous and graceful red palace dress. Her figure was shrouded in the gorgeous rays of light, so auspicious that her face could not be seen clearly.
She looked at her two favorite disciples and asked, "Isn't Yu Lan out yet?"
Qi Yalan hurriedly said: "Second senior sister is busy refining her set of array weapons and has not yet left seclusion."
There was a hint of displeasure in Mu Yinghua's tone: "How long have you been in retreat? It's really...such an important thing. If we can't make it, she will cry in the future!"
"Forget it, let's not wait for her for now. You two come with me. I have something to tell you."
With a wave of his sleeves, he caught the two women and flew away in the wind.
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Qin Muling didn't know what was happening outside. Ancestor Hengyi on the opposite side had already finished casting the spell and began to take back the spiritual treasures used in the formation one by one.
Seeing the ancestor's face as pale as paper, and the treasures that were not simple at first glance, now dim and breathless, Qin Muling couldn't help but ask a slightly unnecessary question:
"Isn't the price very high?"
"More than that? The old man's remaining life span is almost exhausted!"
The smile of the ancestor of Hengyi was a little gratified, but also a little bitter: "Fortunately, such a sacrifice is worth it. In the future, even those old immortals in the Luck Palace who are best at figuring out the celestial numbers and interfering in the operation of the heavens will never be able to count anything related to it.
Everything about you, or in other words, they will never get the slightest accurate information again."
Qin Muling was silent for a while and said: "Actually, there is no need for this, I..."
The ancestor of Hengyi waved his hand: "Little guy, I know what you want to say, so I would like to remind you: Don't underestimate the foundation of this world. There are some incredible methods that even I am not fully capable of.
Be sure to avoid it, let alone you now?"
Although the heyday of the immortal civilization has long passed, the vastness of the ethereal starry sky, the old antiques and living fossils that can survive from that golden age to the present, are still there, and the absolute number is probably quite large, so the ancestor of Hengyi is willing to spend so much
The exaggerated price was just to ensure Qin Muling's safety.
Qin Muling sighed: "Okay, let's not mention this. I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to recover from your injury? Do you need me to do anything?"
Those who are good at spying on the secrets of heaven often die young, especially this forbidden secret method that is cast at the expense of one's own life span and vitality. It will inevitably bring unimaginable damage to the caster. If there is no special opportunity in the future, there will be no recovery.
hope.
The ancestor of Hengyi smiled and said: "As long as I don't take any action in the next few days and sleep in seclusion, I should be able to persist for about twenty years. It depends on how far you can grow by then. I hope you can help me.
Bar!"
Qin Muling frowned slightly and thought for a few moments before saying, "Twenty years is too short."
Every Supreme Elder belongs to the sect's strategic resources. They are like a sea-fixing needle. Their value cannot be measured by ordinary numbers. It relies on the accumulation of knowledge over a long period of time.
Nowadays, the strength of Yunmeng Tiangong has declined, and the size of the Taishang Elders Group has been greatly reduced, especially in the field of heavenly secrets and magic. It is likely that the only one left is Hengyi Patriarch, who actually has to spend all his energy for Qin Muling.
Almost all the vitality and longevity, this favor is really too great.
Ancestor Hengyi looked open-minded: "Don't worry, this is my own choice. You still don't understand how deep pain and despair it is to witness the sect that has devoted a lifetime of hard work slipping from its peak state to the abyss.
Since there is no way to go in the future, why not take advantage of the remaining energy and give everything you have to give it a try, just in case it happens?"
Qin Muling nodded slowly, thanking him for his kindness. There are some things where verbal remarks have no meaning. Only by walking on thin ice and working hard can he live up to the expectations of this ancestor.
The ancestor of Hengyi smiled happily and continued: "As for your new identity, we have already confirmed it. Let us say that you are a descendant of the old man who has been living abroad. Because of your excellent qualifications, you were spotted by the old man and brought back.
The sect intends to train you as a successor, so the current leader makes an exception and allows you to live in the sect."
"In addition, the headmaster will also spread rumors to the outside world, saying that in order to increase the number of new generation disciples, the sect's senior leaders have begun to seriously consider the possibility of recruiting male disciples in the near future."
"This way, your presence will not be noticeable."
"Junior has no objection."
Qin Muling agreed. Even if all these methods were used, it might not be foolproof, but at least he could postpone the time when the secret was exposed as much as possible. As long as he grew up fast enough, he would not be afraid of any crisis and challenge.
Ancestor Hengyi took out a small and exquisite purple gold elixir bottle, put it on the table and pushed it over: "There is a Xuanqing Creation True Spirit Pill in it, you can take it now."
Qin Muling's expression changed slightly: "Isn't this too precious?"
Ancestor Hengyi's expression remained unchanged: "This is the common opinion of the Supreme Elders. No matter how important this thing is, it is nothing compared to you."
The elixir that can be named "Creation" is a famous treasure in the entire Taixu starry sky. He has only seen the description of this kind of treasure in the sect's classics before.
The Xuanqing Creation True Spirit Pill is a truly immortal elixir. It requires twelve kinds of rare magical medicines including the Nine Tribulations Nirvana Lotus as the main medicine, supplemented by hundreds of rare medicines and herbs. It is composed by many experts.
It takes hundreds of years for the supreme elders of the alchemy path to work together to create a furnace, and the number of pills produced in a furnace is only a few.
This kind of elixir will not directly increase the strength and cultivation level, but it can seize the fortune of heaven and earth, greatly improve the user's basic qualifications, and quickly repair all hidden dangers, even if he is a super cripple, stupid as a pig, and the meridians are completely destroyed.
Chai, after taking this elixir, you can become a unique talent.
Even in the super sect, the Xuanqing Creation True Spirit Pill is an extremely scarce strategic resource. Even if the Supreme Headmaster wants to use one, he must obtain the consent of those old immortals.
Since Yunmeng Tiangong has been in decline for a long time, there are no elders in the sect who can refine this kind of great elixir, so they can only rely on the limited inventory in the past to survive. Not to mention Xue Bingxuan and the others, even the current headmaster Mu Ying
Huadu has no chance to enjoy this elixir.
If Qin Muling's existence was not related to the future revival of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace, those supreme elders would not be willing to take out such a great elixir.
Qin Muling said nothing more, took the elixir bottle and opened it. A longan-sized, translucent light golden elixir slowly emerged. The whole body was bright with rays of light, faintly surrounded by colorful clouds. Instantly, the room was filled with fragrant fragrance, and there was a faint sound in the ears.
There is no great moral sound.
Ancestor Hengyi raised his hand, and the great elixir turned into a cloud of mist, rushing into Qin Muling's chest like a golden lightning bolt.
In an instant, the golden light flourished, Qin Muling's body shook violently, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by purple clouds. A particularly mellow, majestic and abundant heat spread from his chest to his whole body, and an unimaginable amount of medicinal power circulated in his internal organs, meridians and Dantian.
Of course, with Qin Muling's current level of cultivation, he simply cannot digest this kind of elixir. Therefore, 99% of the medicinal power is ultimately deposited in the meridians and bone marrow, and he will have to wait until his strength improves in the future before he can continue to refine and absorb it.
Near Fengge Peak, somewhere in a hidden void sky magic weapon, several hazy figures exuding a terrifying aura watched silently.
After a long time, a smooth and elegant voice sounded: "Are we going to let him travel freely from now on? Are we not going to take any precautionary measures?"
"What do you want to do?" another voice asked.
"It's very simple, let him find a few Taoist companions as soon as possible,"
The voice from before said with a smile: "His bloodline is unique in this world. Even the oldest super orthodox can't find a similar one. It is only right to leave a lot of children quickly. What do you think?"
Several important figures thought thoughtfully, if Qin Muling could leave descendants early, even if something unexpected happened in the future, Yunmeng Tiangong would still have other options, so that all hope would not be cut off at once.
"How are you doing?" a quiet and steady voice asked.
The mellow and elegant voice immediately said: "There is a little girl among my descendants who is very good. I have taken her with me to teach her for several years. Her current cultivation qualifications are not inferior to Xue Bingxuan's, and she is almost the same age.
Years old, why not just promise it to this kid?"
"I knew you would come up with this idea,"
A voice sneered slightly: "If we really talk about it, that girl in your family is a generation older than Mu Yinghua. Isn't this a mess? It's hard to say hello when we meet in the future, right?"
"What does this have to do with it? From now on, everyone can discuss it on their own, right?"
"..."
This is the norm in the world of spiritual practice. As long as the cultivation level is high enough, there seems to be no difference between twenty years old and two thousand or twenty thousand years old. There are also examples of Taoist couples with an age difference of tens of thousands of years, but this generation is indeed different.
