After hearing the news, a small-scale commotion seemed to have broken out within the Xu family. Some people even saw the cold wind from the magic weapon rushing out of the Xu family manor, stirring up the clouds and smoke for several miles around.

But the Xu family seemed to have a kind of helplessness that made me angry.

Afterwards, he chose to turn a blind eye, and even quietly cut off ties with the Gongsun family, withdrew his personnel, and gradually stopped asking about the Gongsun family's tribute and dividends.

Huang Xiu, who had grasped the message, suddenly became serious in his attitude towards the Gongsun family.

Some cultivators who had been benefiting from the Gongsun family for a long time even repaid the spirit stones with interest.

The market town, which had been somewhat chaotic, suddenly became peaceful and orderly.

And all this is because of one person.

That person who never showed up from beginning to end, just granted a Qingmu Decree, and allowed the Gongsun family to instantly secure their position in Qingxu Ridge.

Strength is justice, and all causes and effects are beyond human control.

Others knew this, so the Gongsun family naturally knew the importance of Han Fei's repair to their family.

For a moment, Gongsun Yu, who was left behind by Han Fei as a maid, became extremely humble and respectful.

Even the elders in the clan are considering whether the next generation of the Gongsun clan leader should change the ancestral teachings, rebel against Tiangang, and select a female clan leader...

…

Time flies and a year has passed.

In Baiyu Temple, Gongsun Yu, who was dressed carefully in palace clothes, looked at a cave with a closed stone door with a sad look. She was suddenly filled with grief and looked miserable.

It’s been a year!

This Han Fei master had seen him only a few times and had never even touched a finger of his.

Looking at this deserted Taoist temple, with its empty courtyard, the moss-covered stone steps meander along, still filled with mist and moisture.

It's just like a secluded courtyard in the cold palace.

Further away, in the several acres of spiritual fields, the spiritual rice is almost ripe, and large areas are golden.

Seeing this, Gongsun Yu was filled with grief.

He even hated Han Fei for being a stone! "Xiao Yu, it's time to harvest the spiritual rice in the field..."

A calm voice was heard from inside the cave.

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yu looked down at her exquisite palace dress. Her fair skin was still emitting a soft, crystal-like glow in the sunlight.

She was silent for a moment, then bowed slightly towards the cave, "I will obey your orders."

After saying that, she picked up a sickle-shaped magical weapon and headed towards the spiritual field.

There was a heavy snowfall a few months ago, which resulted in an increase of more than 30% in the harvest of this spiritual field.

Moreover, Han Fei Daxiu is indeed a spiritual plant master.

Except for a little care during the sowing period, the spiritual field was left mostly free-range the rest of the time.

It feels quite free and easy, like picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely viewing the southern mountains.

But the spiritual rice in this spiritual field is growing full of vitality, with rich spiritual energy, and the fragrance of rice wafts ten miles away.

It is the best rice! At this moment, Gongsun Yu came to the field.

The spiritual rice in the field has matured. The light green rice ears are wrapped with grains of white jade-like spiritual rice, standing upright in the field. Gongsun Yu shuttles through the rice field, separating the branches and leaves.

The ivory rice, which was originally just a first-grade, mid-quality rice, seemed to have undergone a mutation.

The leaves were as sharp as knives, and the branches and leaves had to be cut with special magical tools. Gongsun Yu attached the golden light magic to the sickle, and it took her three full hours, almost draining her magic power, before she managed to harvest this acre of spiritual field.

Looking at the spiritual rice piled up into small green bundles, Gongsun Yu didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the limit of her magic power seemed to have increased a little.

My mood is even more peaceful, and I feel like I have grasped something.

In the cave, Li Qinglin's soul was silently withdrawn from Gongsun Yu's body.

As the eldest daughter of the Gongsun family, Gongsun Yu has good aptitude. She has a middle-grade thunder spirit root and an unawakened Jade Phoenix marrow body. At the age of only twenty, she has already reached the seventh level of Qi training.

In order to break through the bottleneck of foundation building, in addition to qualifications and resources, opportunity and character are also important.

Li Qinglin asked her to take care of and harvest the spiritual fields, perhaps with the intention of tempering her character.

However, this was the extent of Li Qinglin's help.

After all, Li Qinglin suspected that he had fallen into a [peach blossom calamity]. Without fully understanding the characteristics and dangers of this calamity, he was unwilling to easily get involved in love.

Besides, Li Qinglin has never been interested in women!

Li Qinglin withdrew his attention.

Over the past year, Li Qinglin has been spending most of his time refining the second-level magic weapon he had acquired.

At this moment, he had an idea.

There was only the sound of whooshing through the air, and a sword shadow shuttled through the void. The dragon-shaped pattern on the sword body seemed to come alive under the activation of the magic talisman and Taoist rhyme, and it floated in the clouds on the sword body.

Finally, the Blowing Sand Sword flew into Li Qinglin's sleeve, making an intimate sword sound.

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The Dangshen Drum floated beside Li Qinglin's hand. As Li Qinglin's fingers struck the drum, ripples appeared faintly. The sound of clear and deep waves made the spiritual energy floating in the cave seem to come to a brief stagnation.

Even the robes Li Qinglin was wearing were second-grade, mid-quality defensive magic weapons.

This treasure was naturally a gift from the Gongsun family to Li Qinglin as a gift.

"My cultivation technique has completely changed to the 'Shexu Guiyuan Yuling Tu', and my cultivation has completely stabilized. However, it is only a diagram after all, and there is no specific method for advancing my cultivation. I can only be stuck in the initial stage of foundation building.

The magic tools and spells have basically been practiced and mastered to the limit... It's a pity that the [Purple Thunder Five Profound Reward and Punishment Order] requires finding a mountain ten thousand feet high to attract the Purple Sky True Thunder. Firstly, there is no suitable place, and secondly, the risk of attracting it rashly is too high, so it can only be put on hold for the time being.

Otherwise, once the thunder comes out, everything will be destroyed, and it will reward or punish lives, and it is also a great killing weapon."

Li Qinglin thought for a moment and felt that he had reached his limit.

So he released several spells of magic power, activated the ban, cast an illusion spell, and even captured a wisp of his own breath.

A moment later, in the cave, a figure who looked and had the same aura as Li Qinglin sat cross-legged on a cushion.

After doing all this, Li Qinglin waved his sleeves, and the Li Mengyun Realm Flag flew out, wrapped around his body, and immediately disappeared underground, leaving Baiyu Temple silently.

…

Earth Lung Mountain.

Tingyu Sword Manor.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast and the mountain shadows are hazy.

Rich spiritual energy hits you in the face, and towering peaks rise from the ground. Looking into the distance, you can see that these peaks are like unsheathed swords, reaching straight into the sea of ​​clouds.

However, below the Sword Peak, there is a beautiful scenery of mountains and clear waters, with many Taoist temples, manors and palaces.

At this moment, rays of light from the Foundation Establishment Stage flew through the sword peaks.

In the end, they all fell on the highest sword peak.

"My fellow Taoists, you are polite."

There was a flash of light, and a Kun cultivator wearing a black Taoist robe came from the sky.

This woman has a delicate forehead and beautiful eyebrows, and her age is hard to tell. Between her eyebrows there is a drop of embroidery that is as small as a sword ball, which emits a faint glow. She really has the appearance of the Goddess of Luo River.

It's a pity that she has a cold temperament and calm eyes, with almost no emotion hidden in them, as if she has forgotten all emotions and has become a cold sword.

Qu Xi, the owner of Tingyu Sword Manor, practices the "Taiyi Wuqing Xuanmen Sword" which is aimed at the Golden Core Realm. His cultivation is extremely high and he has achieved perfect foundation building. He has almost cut off all emotions and desires. He has always been devoted to the sword and has a pure heart.

His sword skills were so strong and his fighting was so fierce that even a fake elixir cultivator could hardly dampen his spirit.

In front of Qu Xi, there were nearly ten people floating, all of whom were well-known foundation-building cultivators from the three mountains of Qingshitan.

Xu Tianshu, Qu Laolao, Ge Buhui and others were also among them.

(End of this chapter)