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

Chapter 462 The Dagger Appears
"Brother Meng, you're welcome."

Yan Yu did not dare to be negligent and stood up to return the greeting.

Not to mention his identity, his ninth-level cultivation in Taoism was enough for him to respond politely.

Wait for the young man to sit down.

Yan Yu looked worried and asked, "How is the Grandmaster?"

Meng Zizhen looked at him and said with a faint smile: "My ancestor is fine." As if he didn't want to say more, he turned his head to look out the window, his eyes lit up, and asked: "Brother Yan, is there any bloodline of the third grade on this trip?"

Yan Yu didn't even think about it, shook his head and replied, "I don't know."

"I really don't know?"

Meng Zizhen looked at him with a half-smile, and seeing that he remained silent, he pondered for a moment, then chuckled and said, "I see that Brother Yan seems to be practicing the "White Tiger Chapter of the Ten Evil Dao Canons"?"

Yan Yu frowned, but this was no secret. He shook his head and said, "It's just a fragment."

If not for this, relying on the refined white tiger bloodline, he would have already entered the ninth level of the Dao Foundation.

"Brother Yan, good opportunity"

Meng Zizhen praised twice, then changed the subject and said, "I remember that there seems to be a person in Chongyuezhou who practices the Ten Evils Canon just like you, Brother."

Yan Yu's expression was slightly shocked.

Meng Zizhen looked at him deeply and said meaningfully: "Although his name is not well-known, as far as I know, he broke through the realm of Taoism not long ago, and the method he obtained from the Ten Thousand Laws Heavenly Monument is also the White Tiger Chapter."

Hear the words.

Not only did Yan Yu not show any joy, but he frowned instead.

moment.

Yan Yu sighed, "I really don't know their bloodline. If Brother Meng is interested in them, why not come here and see them in person?"

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

Meng Zizhen smiled and said softly, "Zhongyuezhou, Chen family in Jiangdu City, Chen Zhihu."

"Although the Chen family is a third-class noble family, it has been in decline for a long time. There is no method of combining pills in the family anymore, and the strongest person is only at the ninth level of the Dao foundation."

After saying this, his figure quietly turned into specks of light and dissipated.

"Jiangdu Chen family, Chen Zhihu, the ninth level of Taoism."

Yan Yu muttered softly, his eyes dark.

He knew that Mencius said this in order to make him change the scheduled route of the boat, so that he could be the first to learn about the bloodline here before reaching the Meng clan's land, thus gaining the upper hand.

But the dispute among the Meng family’s children had nothing to do with him.

Yan Yu was thinking about how to quickly deal with Chen Zhihu and how to escape after snatching the inheritance.

With his white tiger bloodline and his martial arts skills, ordinary ninth-level Taoists are no match for him.

What Yan Yu was afraid of was that the Chen family had a legacy left behind.

After all, no matter how poor the lower nobles are, their ancestors have produced Jindan Zhenren.

While he was thinking.

Strands of light ink slowly gathered on the table, revealing the shape of a boy about a foot tall.

Immediately, an old-fashioned voice sounded.

"Young man Yan, why did the boat change direction?"

When Yan Yu saw the boy, he stood up in a hurry and said respectfully, "Disciple greets Master Shu."

"Why did you change the direction of the boat?"

The old man waved his hand and questioned.

Yan Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master Meng wants to meet them."

The old man's brows suddenly frowned, he shook his head, and his figure turned into mottled ink stains and disappeared.

"Meng family."

Yan Yu sat down, sighed softly, closed his eyes and concentrated.

outside world.

The old man appeared on the railing of the boat, looked at Li Changsheng's calm expression, and said with a smile: "Boy, did you know it was me a long time ago?"

"Master Shu doesn't even bother to hide it, and I'm not stupid." Li Changsheng shook his head and asked in confusion: "Why did Master Shu split himself to be by my side?"

"How many years have you been practicing, kid?"

The old man sat down and asked instead of answering:

Li Changsheng pondered for a moment and said, "Nearly sixty years."

"After sixty years of cultivation, they have reached the foundation of the Dao, and together they have cultivated spiritual plants and raised beasts, and all have achieved success."

The old man slowly told him about his background and sighed softly, "Your cultivation is not bad. There are many people in Daqing who are cultivating faster than you."

"But it is indeed rare to be able to cultivate both spiritual plants and animal cultivation and achieve success in both."

The old man smiled and said, "This is why you came here, and why I am by your side."

After a pause, he said again:

"Every word I tell you is true. Tell me the truth, boy. You have no bloodline inheritance. Did you achieve this by having a treasure to protect you? Or did you awaken extraordinary memories?"

"Don't try to hide it."

Seeing that he remained silent, the old man shook his head and said, "The Meng family has a magical treasure called the 'Bone Mirror'. As long as you walk in front of it, no matter what secrets you have, everything will be revealed."

After a pause, it said meaningfully:

"If you tell me in detail, I might be able to save your life." "Meng."

Li Changsheng's heart couldn't help but move.

He remembered Huo Yan once said that the Meng family was one of the three major families in Daqing.

The Taoist priest at the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses came from his family.

"Is the Meng family that Mr. Shu mentioned the same family as this Meng family?"

Li Changsheng's mind turned over a lot, and he was silent for a few breaths. He raised his arm slightly, and wisps of jade light overflowed, condensing into a turmeric gourd filled with rich vitality.

"Hey, such pure vitality."

The old man was surprised. He waved his hand and took it into his palm. He looked it up and down and praised: "Although this treasure has only one level of divine prohibition, the divine power it contains is quite extraordinary." Then he looked at Li Changsheng and smiled: "You are lucky, kid."

Waved back.

"Boy, when you enter the Meng family, offer this treasure voluntarily, and you may stay and become a tenant of the Meng family."

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Seeing that Li Changsheng's expression had not changed.

The old man secretly praised his good character and continued, "Don't look down on tenants. Many people want to be tenants of the Meng family but cannot, let alone you, a barbarian..."

It didn't say much, but instead said self-deprecatingly: "Even I was just a little demon in the Meng's library."

"A deserter?"

Li Changsheng put away his magic weapon Fengchun and asked in confusion: "What kind of force is the Meng clan mentioned by the old man? How does it compare to the Qingyang Sect?"

"Qingyang Sect?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Of course, there is no comparison, Qingyang."

He seemed quite interested in talking.

As it slowly unfolds, a brand new world gradually unveils itself to Li Changsheng.

The sun rises and falls.

I don’t know how long it’s been.

The figure of Shu Lao disappeared, leaving only Li Changsheng looking down at the mountains and rivers below, his thoughts in a tizzy.

According to the old book.

The Meng family is an eighth-rank noble family. There are several Yuanying Zhenjuns in the family. It is one of the three major families in Daqing besides the royal family, and its power is astonishing.

True Man Qingyang and True Man Xuanling, who founded the Qingyang Sect, were both members of the Meng clan.

Be informed of this information.

Li Changsheng immediately thought of the monk from the Ten Thousand Corpse Tomb who appeared in the underworld, and the famous corpse Taoist.

He even suspected that the "corpse Taoist" was the Taoist Qingyang.

This also made him even more confused.

Why did he establish a sect in a desolate place? Why did he return to Daqing to replace the identity of the Ten Thousand Corpses Tomb? Ji Su and others are "fake bodies", and Chang Hou and others are "bloodlines".

Everything is shrouded in fog.

Li Changsheng did not believe it completely and asked indirectly.

But for some questions, Mr. Shu just smiled and said nothing.

Think about it for a moment.

Li Changsheng calmed his mind and looked at the identity panel.

The time for tea has passed.

Li Changsheng looked puzzled.

The panels can indeed be changed, but there are limits.

for example.

He has no bloodline in his body, so the bloodline cannot be changed.

Constitution column.

You can choose to collect your spirit body or change it into the spirit body of all spirits.

The cultivation column can be changed downward, but not upward.

Sect column.

It seems that because of the imprint of the dragon ball that founded the sect, the sect cannot be changed, but the identity of the sect can be changed.

Li Changsheng tried to transform himself into an elder.

Detailed information about the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses immediately appeared on the panel.

The sect has a sect master, three great inheritance elders, ten inner sect elders, three hundred inner sect elders, and three thousand outer sect elders...

Li Changsheng had thought about changing his position to the sect leader, but when he saw that someone was already in the position, he immediately gave up the idea.

It’s not that it’s impossible to replace, but the result after replacement is unpredictable.

At last.

Li Changsheng's eyes fell on the "Identity" column.

This is also the place he is most looking forward to.

If I could change my status to that of a noble person, this trip to Daqing would be truly like a leap forward.

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