Chapter 162: Yungu Leifeng, Looking Back 600 Years



"Junior Brother Gao? Wake up, wake up! Even if your pet has fallen, you can't give up on yourself."

"Junior Brother Gao, I have secretly handed over the inheritance puppet to your descendants. Thousands of years later, as long as your descendants give birth to cultivators with spiritual roots, they may be able to use it to embark on the path of cultivation again."

"Tomorrow morning, this incense stick of humanity will be completely formed, and we can return to the sect and participate in the [Juxia Jiebing Dojo]."

Everything around me seemed to be separated by a layer of water, dull and swaying, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Li Qinglin tried hard to open his eyes, but all he saw were phantoms, distortions and changes, giving him the illusion of being severely overdrawn.

Who am I? Where am I?

Who is this woman in front of me, wearing a yellow dress, with bright eyes , white teeth, and a beautiful face? What is this?

Li Qinglin was confused for a moment.

Suddenly, frogs croaked and there was a rustling sound of the roots of some plants.

Li Qinglin woke up suddenly.

I am Li Qinglin, I have lived two lives as a human being, I have the power of transformation, the Jade Yuanchan clones in the Nituo River, and I have set foot in the Goumang Tribulation Realm...

All kinds of information are pouring in.

The distorted scenes and drifting sounds suddenly returned to normal.

Li Qinglin looked at Yan Qiannian in front of him, and nodded, "Senior Sister Yan."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Yan. I saved it for you, so it won't cause any trouble."

After saying this, he activated a familiar yet unfamiliar magical power in his body, which carried a strong power of thunder, to dispel the smell of alcohol from his body.

Seeing this, Yan Qiannian felt relieved and sat back in his original position.

I saw that it was a slightly dilapidated temple and no one had cleaned it for a long time.

But the green tiles, white walls, flying eaves and pointed corners tell of the vicissitudes of life everywhere.

On the temple shrine, there is a statue wearing a crown, a shawl and holding a ruyi in her hand. Judging from her eyebrows and eyes, she is a female deity.

Temple of the Goddess of Heaven.

And in the incense burner under the shrine, there was a stick of incense burning slowly.

But the strange thing is that this incense stick becomes longer and longer as it burns.

The curling incense smoke gathered from all directions. Li Qinglin took a sniff and vaguely smelled the scent of worldly life. In a trance, he saw thousands of lanterns.

"I am Gao Ya, an inner sect disciple of Yungu Leifeng. This time, I am following the orders of my master to go to the Tianfei Niangniang Temple in Luoshui County to collect the energy of humanity in preparation for the Juxia Jiebing Dojo that my master will be holding in half a month.

And judging by the reign title of Dajiang, it should be a reflection of a certain period of history more than 600 years ago.”

Li Qinglin whispered in his heart.

He suddenly realized something and spread out his right hand. There was a faint animal pattern on the palm of his hand.

Yuan Chan raised his head, as if looking at the moon.

And under Yuan Chan's feet, there were a few scribbled lines, which seemed to be the roots of some plant, supporting Yuan Chan.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that the original owner of this body, Gao Ya, also raised a jade toad as his own spiritual pet.

Unfortunately, he died suddenly while hunting outside a month ago.

The spirit pet contract was broken, and under the backlash, Gao Ya's cultivation level declined greatly, and his realm fell to the initial stage of Qi training.

This time I went down the mountain with Senior Sister Yan, and I also took the opportunity to relax.

only……

Li Qinglin could vaguely sense that the animal-shaped pattern on the palm of his hand seemed to contain a strange fluctuation.

As soon as he thought about it, two completely different forces surged out from the animal pattern.

The violent and hot blood, and the long and quiet magic power, at this moment, were indistinguishable from each other, blending and rotating, forming a yin and yang pattern, flowing along Li Qinglin's tendons and veins through his limbs and bones.

The vastness of his soul, the strength of his body, the abundance of his magic power, but Li Qinglin even had the illusion that he could kick the gate of heaven away with one foot and drag the stars with his hands! "What's going on?!"

"In the Tribulation Realm, can Immortals and Martial Arts coexist?!"

“This calamity realm seems to have accepted the Jade Yuan Toad, the Three-Spike Plantain, and this deity as a trinity, and has made up its own story to form some kind of reasonable existence?!”

Li Qinglin's heart was greatly shocked, and he inadvertently revealed a trace of his breath.

The pressure was so severe that the area within miles was completely silent, and the people were as stunned as if they were frozen in time.

Only the smoke and steam were still rising.

Yan Qiannian suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and held a pair of thunder rings tightly in his hands, looking around in fear and suspicion.

"Junior Brother Gao, did you notice anything just now?"

Li Qinglin immediately calmed his mind and said solemnly, "There was a strong aura passing by."

A full half moment passed, but there was nothing more unusual.

Yan Qiannian then slowly sat down.

"It seems that the Juxia Jiebing Dojo has attracted some uninvited guests. We should hurry up and not delay."

After saying that, Yan Qiannian released a few strands of magic power to speed up the formation of the humanitarian incense and candles.

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The statue of Goddess Tianfei's eyebrows became more lifelike and emitted a faint fluorescence.

A curtain of light was lowered, flowing rapidly over the incense and candles of humanity.

The smoke from the fireworks that came from all directions had a strange blood-red color. They rushed and chased each other, devouring each other, and finally only three breaths as thick as thumbs remained.

Eventually all of it was absorbed by the incense and candles.

Seeing this, Li Qinglin's eyes flickered and he asked, "Senior Sister Yan, what were the last three auras just now..."

Yan Qiannian heard this and said with a deep look in his eyes,

"That is Luoshui County, the human destiny of the three latent dragons that will appear in the next six hundred years."

Li Qinglin said: "Then the Qianlong Society that will appear in the future will lose its human destiny..."

"Either you die halfway, or you become mediocre."

At this point, Yan Qiannian saw that Li Qinglin fell silent, and mistakenly thought that he was feeling sorry for him, so he tried to comfort him,

"Junior brother, you are still young and don't know the interests involved. Don't be soft-hearted. Giving up the three future imaginary latent dragons in exchange for humane incense and candles to relieve the troops of the dojo will bring greater benefits!"

Li Qinglin nodded silently. Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he did not say much.

Two hours later, the humanitarian incense and candles were completely formed.

Yan Qiannian stepped forward, with his back to Li Qinglin, blocking his vision for two breaths.

Then Yan Qiannian slowly took out the humanitarian incense from the incense altar and placed it in a special stone box.

Li Qinglin looked at Yan Qiannian's back with a dim gaze, hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to take action.

In this calamity zone, one can catch a knife in the fire, but that 'knife' is not fixed, there may be multiple knives.

If you act rashly, you may easily end up losing the most precious "knife" and be excluded from the robbery zone in advance.

“This Yungu Leifeng is the immortal sect that grazes Luoshui County. According to the original owner’s memory, Yungu Leifeng also floats above Luoshui County.

Juxia Jiebing Daochang, Rendao incense and candles... this seems to be the real reason why they chose to station their sect in a secular town."

Li Qinglin decided to follow Yan Qiannian and return to Yungu Leifeng to see what was going on at the Juxia Jiebing Taoist Temple.

"Let's go, Junior Brother Gao, return to the sect immediately!"

The two men walked out of the temple, and Yan Qiannian, without saying a word, summoned a purple boat and carried the two men into the sky.

Li Qinglin overlooked the entire Luoshui County.

I found that the area of ​​Luoshui County at this time was far less vast than it actually is.

There were no Jianghuai swamps, only large amounts of wasteland. Common people passing by were all hungry. Li Qinglin could see the starving people on the streets with just a casual glance.

"It's impossible for such a dramatic change to happen in just six hundred years. Could it be the impact of the subsequent Juxia Jiebing Dojo?"

Li Qinglin thought silently.

Boom! At this moment, a hundred-foot-high blood-qi smoke, accompanied by hail, snow, and other mysterious meanings, bombarded the bottom of the purple longboat.

(End of this chapter)


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