Soon, two spiritual lights descended on Qingyun Mountain one after another. Under the huge spiritual tree, they saw Master Changqing, who had been waiting there for a long time.
"How's it going?" Master Changqing asked as soon as they met.
Lin Chen walked slowly on the land here that exuded a faint aura, and said bluntly: "We are ready. Next, we should go to meet the decisive battle."
Upon hearing this, Master Changqing was stunned for a moment, then breathed a long sigh of relief, but then, he fell silent without saying a word.
The decisive battle is easy to say, but who knows how many of them will survive tomorrow's battle.
However, he was silent for a short time before handing Lin Chen two things, a storage ring with an ancient shape, and a dark seed with a restrained aura.
"Huh? This is..." Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and took the two things. After carefully inspecting them, a look of surprise appeared on his face, "This..."
From the storage ring, he saw all the Qingyun Sect's secret techniques, breakthrough experiences, previous records, sect classics, and alchemy formation diagrams...
In addition, there are a large number of third-level spiritual objects, the annotations and understandings of various realms of Jindan by the ancestors of the past generations, and some descriptions of the characteristics of high-level monks!
In the world of cultivating immortals, Kung Fu is the fundamental inheritance of a force, and it is also the key to whether a monk can reach a higher realm. To put it bluntly, if one's Kung Fu falls into the hands of outsiders, it is very likely that one will be found. Methods for you.
Therefore, the exercises are very important.
The things in Lin Chen's hands can be said to be the fundamental inheritance of Qingyun Sect, and any holder can use them to open a new line.
Master Changqing's doing this is similar to Tuogu's intention.
But he felt that the other party was more likely to pass these on to Zhang Zhiming or Zhang Mengyao, because they were the real direct descendants of the Qingyun Sect, while he and Zhang Hao only came later.
But he didn't expect Master Changqing to give him this thing.
Master Chang Qing seemed to see through his mind at a glance, shaking his head and saying: "Meng Yao is a sword cultivator. She would rather die than surrender, but I can't persuade her to leave the battlefield. As for Zhiming..."
He relayed the conversation he just had and what he meant to Lin Chen.
After hearing this, Lin Chen couldn't help but feel a little silent. He didn't expect that his excellence would cause trouble to others. After all, he wouldn't think so much when doing things.
But at this point, it doesn't make any sense to say this.
Lin Chen thought for a while, then reached out and took the two things.
"Such a seed is the founder of the Qingyun Sect in the past, which is also the seed of the huge spiritual tree on Qingyun Mountain today. Cultivate it, and you can cultivate spiritual plants with various magical effects, such as the non-emberning technique. , How, the Holy Wood Mandui... is also the fundamental tradition of the sect, make good use of it." Master Changqing ordered.
"I will." Lin Chen nodded seriously.
"That's good." A smile appeared on Master Changqing's face, and then he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I've said all that needs to be said. Just do what you want to do. Tomorrow will not be easy."
After hearing this, several people in the venue couldn't help but fell silent. Finally, they looked at each other, nodded, and left one after another.
It was night, and the stars turned into a sea, turning into a Milky Way that cut across the sky, with the faint crescent moon sinking into it. There was an indescribable tranquility and vastness.
Lin Chen flew out of Qingyun Mountain and looked at the people below who were either practicing hard, taking the opportunity to reunite, or being noisy and noisy, flying towards his cave.
For him, it doesn't matter whether he takes a break or not, but he must adjust his condition.
After all, at dawn, he had to turn and fall from the sky on the Mountain of Meteor, thereby creating an earth-exploding sky star to destroy the undead. This process was very dangerous, and if he was not careful, he would be all gone.
Although he could also use the Instant Thousand Miles Talisman to escape before destruction, Master Changqing still treated him well. Since his own safety was not involved, why not help him more.
And he felt that in this war, Qingyun Sect would not necessarily lose even if it was one against two. After all, there had never been any news of Qingyang Zhenren's failed breakthrough.
Although Yuanying Dao has always been a realm that is out of reach for Lingnan monks, Qingyang Zhenren has the inheritance of the gods and has various opportunities. He can also suppress the Taiyin Old Demon who has the prototype of the Dao realm. It is by no means easy. Compared with others, success and failure are really two different things.
Just as Lin Chen's thoughts kept turning, he landed on a spiritual mountain and was about to return to the cave, but he seemed to sense something and turned his head to look aside: "Huh? Senior sister?"
At this moment, under the starry sky, Xu Mengyun appeared on the path at the corner of the mountain, walking slowly against the blowing evening breeze.
At the time of the great migration, all the foundation-building monks of the Qingyun Sect had already withdrawn to the mountain gate and were assigned corresponding defense tasks.
Xu Mengyun, on the other hand, was placed in a relatively inconspicuous position in the rear under Lin Chen's deliberate influence.
Although it seems safe, once a battle breaks out, life and death are unpredictable. However, Lin Chen feels that being able to do this is due to their previous friendship. After all, there is no absolutely safe place.
"Senior sister, don't you want to take a break? There will be a big battle tomorrow." Lin Chen's eyes moved and he said seriously, "There are many elders who are adjusting their status to cope with the upcoming battle."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Xu Mengyun's beautiful face: "After preparing for so long, it's not enough to get a night's rest. And if you don't survive tomorrow, you will sleep forever after death, so why sleep for a long time before you are alive."
Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh and said: "Senior sister is really open-minded."
"This is not open-minded." Xu Mengyun shook her head, walked to Lin Chen, and invited him to sit together on the grassy slope sloping down the road. "But it feels like fighting, fighting, and dying are what we mortals It’s just something that must be done. Although I’m scared, it’s not something I can’t accept. After all, all mortals will die.”
"Senior sister, we are monks." Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and reminded.
"Is there any difference?" Xu Mengyun smiled brightly, "Mortals spend their lives busy for money and gain. We monks also fight to the death for spiritual objects. We exhaust all the mechanisms and eventually die in an unknown corner. After this life, this is different from What’s the difference between mortals?”
"You have also seen that the war that swept through the entire Lingnan cultivation world resulted in the death of tens of millions of people. But the reason was not to compete for cultivation resources. In essence, how is this different from competing for interests among mortals? "Xu Mengyun's face showed a hint of ridicule.
"We keep saying that we are immortal cultivators, but the struggle of will, the struggle for interests, the fight of life and death... are there any less? And how are these different from the struggle for power among mortals?"
"So in essence, we are just mortals with a little power. We may die sooner or later, but compared to the billions of years of heaven and earth, what does it count?"
"How can the short-lived desire to seize the day be worthy of the eternal soul of the immortal? So in essence, we are just mortals, and since we are mortals, we must die eventually. Even if I am unwilling, I will Can accept death.”
"What's the point of fighting on a snail's horn? This body is reflected in the light of the stone fire." Lin Chen said softly, and then he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "If senior sister is placed in my hometown, if there is an opportunity to ride on the wind, maybe she will become a famous person." The philosopher of Qing history.”
"philosopher?"
"Haha, that's a nickname people in our hometown give to people who think too much."
"That doesn't sound like a good word."
"It's really hard to tell..."
"But having said that, junior brother, what about you? What do you think?" At this time, Xu Mengyun turned her beautiful eyes and looked at Lin Chen.
"Oh? Are you talking about this monk, this world, or this world?" Lin Chen was stunned and asked.
"...all of them."
"This..." Lin Chen thought for a moment and replied, "I think it should be interesting."
"interesting?"
"That's right." Lin Chen smiled, "I think this world is interesting enough. The battles between people, the wonderful things hidden all over the world, and the eternally unknown tomorrow, they always make me want to explore almost endlessly. desire."
"But if you are more careful, the world will be smaller, so you won't sink into the world of mortals and your calculations..."
"It's really an unexpected, yet expected answer..."
In this way, the two of them chatted about each other, and time passed slowly like this.
On the eve of the war, some people chose to practice hard and never let go of any chance to become stronger. Some people were busy uniting with others to gain a chance to survive, while some people chose to relax and spend this unknown time with the people they care about. Not counting the last long night.
And no matter how many stories there are, the dawn will eventually come.
A dark blue dawn appeared on the horizon, and the early spring vegetation became more abundant in the morning wind. The mountain breeze blew across the hillside, bringing with it a wisp of fragrance of the first blooming flowers and plants.
Lin Chen and Xu Mengyun stood on the hillside, looking at the distant sky. They saw a light spot that was not very dazzling but continued to emit a faint glow rising slowly in the dying night.
It is the star of hope and the star of death.
(End of chapter)
