Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 32 Qingyang Sect

The interior decoration is simple and plain, but clean and tidy.

Sitting on the soft couch, Li Changsheng took out the dusty-looking storage bag from his arms.

Running spiritual power to cross in, the consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and a space about two cubic meters up and down appeared in the eyes.

There are several items in the space, and a small pile of spirit stones.

Li Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and the objects in the space suddenly disappeared and appeared on the table.

glanced over,

They are the jade slips recording the "Golden Turtle Contains the Spirit", a jade vase, three books, and two sets of cyan outer disciple clothing.

The booklets are "Precepts and Laws", "Hundreds of Spiritual Objects", "Qingyang Zongji"

Li Changsheng picked up the "Commandments and Regulations", flipped through it, and then threw it aside.

What is recorded in the book is the precepts and regulations of the Qingyang Sect, with rules and regulations, and it can be summed up in one sentence.

You can't bully your master and destroy your ancestors, and you can't kill each other.

Li Changsheng didn't pay much attention to it. It was just a matter of looking at it and not taking it too seriously.

In this world where human power is infinite, do you expect others to follow the rules?
Then he carefully looked through the other two books.

Time passed without knowing it.

As night fell, the cold moonlight flowed down like water, and reflected into the house along the windows.

"call"

Li Changsheng closed the book in his hand, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

According to the records of the "Qingyang Sect" in hand, the Qingyang Sect is located in the Southern Wasteland, adjacent to the Wanzhong Mountains, and governs the Three Kingdoms.

It was created by Jindan Zhenren Qingyang Taoist and has been around for thousands of years.

The sect is divided into three veins, which are also three different methods of practice.

The lineage of beast souls refines demon souls and harnesses their innate spells for their own use.

Melt the bloodline and refine the original bloodline of the demon until the bloodline demon body is formed.

Miscellaneous cultivation is in the same vein, and a variety of cultivation methods are flourishing. There is no concept of succession from master to disciple, and the strong are respected.

It is said to be three veins, but in fact, the beast soul and the two blood veins are the fundamental inheritance of the Qingyang sect.

The lineage of miscellaneous cultivators is just a force formed by the Qingyang Sect's guest ministers and some attached small cultivating families. Over time, it developed into a lineage.

Li Changsheng had no choice. Since the inner sect deacon Lu Ping brought him into the sect, and the outer sect deacon Wu gave him the skills, he was destined to belong to the miscellaneous cultivator lineage.

There is no teacher-student relationship, everything can only depend on himself.

"Alright, it will be more troublesome if you have a teacher."

Not only was Li Changsheng not angry about this, but he was a little rejoiced.

Although the teacher-student relationship will save him many years of detours, it is also easy to expose his golden fingers.

Judging from the introduction of the beast soul and the two veins of blood fusion, if he is found where the golden finger is, he will definitely become a beast slave again.

Li Changsheng cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, picked up the jade slip that recorded the "Golden Turtle Yunling Jue", stuck it between his eyebrows, and watched it carefully.

the other side.

Wu Meng returned to the Outer Gate Affairs Hall. Wu Yong was drinking tea leisurely. Seeing him return, he smiled and said, "Arranged?"

Wu Meng: "It's been arranged."

Wu Yong nodded, drinking tea leisurely.

Wu Meng walked up to him, frowned and asked, "Why is uncle so concerned about every outer disciple?"

Wu Yong did not answer, but asked: "Xiao Meng, how long have you been here?"

Wu Meng looked puzzled, and replied: "My nephew has been here for half a year."

Wu Yong put down the tea cup, stood up, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Stay for another half year."

"Remember to call me if you come."

With a greeting, Wu entered the inner hall with his hands behind his back.

"Yes."

Although Wu Meng was unwilling, he still agreed honestly.

The next day.

In an elegant small courtyard.

"Huh..." Li Changsheng put down the jade slips, opened his eyes, and sighed, "Sure enough, high-grade exercises are not comparable to the unranked Yinling Jue."

One night passed, and he just forcibly memorized the complex route of the "Golden Turtle Yunling Jue". He had to carefully study it several times before he could change the technique.

Li Changsheng put away the jade slips, put the storage bag into his arms, and walked out.

After washing up, I stretched my body in the courtyard.

At this time, a man dressed as a servant came to the door.

"My lord, your meal has arrived, will the little one bring it in for you?"

"Come in." Li Changsheng said.

The servant followed him respectfully carrying the food box and entered the room.

After the food was placed, the servants stood aside.

Li Changsheng's mind moved slightly, and he asked, "Do you know where there are stinky ferns?" He described the appearance of stinky ferns to him.

The servant thought for a while and said respectfully, "My lord, there are a lot of stinky ferns growing on both sides of the road down the mountain."

Li Changsheng was overjoyed, waved his hand and said, "Go and chop some for me, the more the better."

"Yes."

The servant knew what to ask less and do more. After answering, he turned and left in a hurry.

Li Changsheng scanned the dining table, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Although the food on the table is delicious and delicious, it is all ordinary and lifeless food.

"It seems that Qingyang Sect disciples cannot eat spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables every meal."

With a sigh, Li Changsheng began to eat.

Well, the taste is surprisingly delicious, not a bit better than him.

All we can say is that he is talented at making pig food.

It’s hard to describe what people eat.

The servant was quick in his hands and feet, and while he was eating, a pile of stinky ferns had already piled up in the yard.

At a rough glance, it weighs more than 100 kilograms.

Li Changsheng walked into the courtyard, waited for the servant to carry back a big bag of stinky ferns, about three hundred catties in total, and stopped him.

"Okay, these are enough for me."

As he spoke, Li Changsheng took out a broken spirit the size of a grain of rice from his pocket and threw it to him, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The servant was stunned for a moment, but after seeing the broken spirit in his hand, blood flushed on his face.

He hurriedly saluted, "Thank you, sir, for the reward."

Li Changsheng waved his hands indifferently and asked, "You will also be sending me meals tomorrow and the next two days, right?"

The servant rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "Yes, sir, I will bring you some food."

Li Changsheng nodded, pointed at the stinky fern and said, "After the meal is delivered, you can chop some stinky fern for me."

"Good lord."

The servants responded repeatedly, cleared the dining table, and left.

After the servant left, Li Changsheng turned around and entered the house.

I opened the package on the table and found a lot of bits and pieces inside.

There are more than 100 spirit stones, a portrait with only the lower body, a bone-chopping knife more than half a meter long, ten jasper grasses, more than ten blood essence grasses, and a large bundle of blood bamboo vines.

Li Changsheng took out the spirit animal bag obtained from Wang Wu from his bosom, poured it with spiritual power, and his thoughts moved slightly.

hum..
In an instant, a group of red-winged blood bamboos with patterns all over appeared in the house.

click
Li Changsheng picked up the bone chopping knife and gnawed a piece of blood bamboo vine, then threw it on the ground.

The swarms swarmed up, pounced on the blood bamboo vines, and began to eat.

Li Changsheng then cut another section of the blood bamboo vine, took out four blood essence grasses, and put all the other things into the storage bag.

Turned around and walked out.

(End of this chapter)