Noon the next day.
The two flying boats slowly landed in Yunzhong City.
A crowd of monks were waiting in the dark central dojo in the inner city, eagerly awaiting. Seeing that only two spaceships returned, everyone seemed to have some kind of ominous premonition.
When I saw the scarred monks walking out of the flying boat one by one, and when I heard that the other monks who had not come back would never come back.
There was an uproar again with howling.
in the crowd.
Yu Lingchun squeezed out and threw herself into Chen Ping's arms regardless of the public.
"I just knew that my husband was fine, I just knew." Yu Lingchun was buried in Chen Ping's arms, her eyes moist.
She couldn't imagine a life without Chen Ping.
Chen Ping let her hug her for a while, then rubbed Yu Lingchun's head:
"It's okay. Go back and wait for me. I still want to have a few words with fellow Taoist Yun."
"Yeah." Yu Lingchun said softly.
Yu Lingchun is very aware of the current situation and knows that this is an extraordinary moment.
At this moment, Yun Haitang stood in the center, listening to Yun Lingshan's report, his face getting paler.
She felt desolate in the breeze.
After Yun Lingshan and Yun Haitang communicated for a while, Chen Ping stepped forward, added some information about what he had seen and heard, and elaborated on the general situation.
"How did the ancestor die?" There was no trace of blood on Yun Haitang's face.
Chen Ping said:
"According to the Taoist friends I met, Ji Wuyan, the leader of the demon cultivator, chose to self-destruct when he was about to die. City Lord Yun was unable to dodge and was seriously injured. Then he was besieged by two demon cultivators in the late stage of foundation building. And if you die, there is no escape.”
"The demon cultivator has a total of twelve foundations, and there are four in the later stage of foundation building. We and Yunzhong City only have six foundations in total. This is an unequal duel."
Yun Haitang was speechless for a long time.
There is still no expression on the cold face, but there is an aura of sadness everywhere.
She nodded to indicate that she understood.
Trembling, he turned and left.
…
Because of the heavy losses suffered by Demon Slaying this time, the breeze blowing through Yunzhong City was mixed with a sense of sadness.
Although the disciples of the Yun family were caught in a sad atmosphere, they quickly got busy.
Comfort the casual cultivators, contact the Lingxiao Sect, issue pensions to the monks who died in battle, and deal with a series of problems caused by the death of several foundation-building cultivators...
There is so much to do.
In an attempt to restore the normal operation of Yunzhong City as soon as possible.
On the third day after Chen Ping returned to the city, a large number of corpses of Yunzhong City disciples were brought back.
At the same time, Lingxiao Sect’s flying boat also appeared in Yunzhong City.
Chen Ping also learned more information about this demon-slaying battle.
actually.
Not only Yunzhong City, but also several other Immortal Cultivation Cities were not much better. The mortality rate of foundation building almost reached 50%.
Even Lingxiao Sect is like this.
Two of the three golden elixirs died, including the leader.
The only living golden elixir is the great elder.
And was seriously injured.
This time, Lingxiao Sect achieved a tragic victory.
The demon cultivator's lair was basically wiped out.
All three golden elixirs died.
The monks in the foundation building and Qi training stages suffered numerous casualties.
Only some demon cultivators fled into the endless forest after seeing the death of the ancestor of the Golden Pill.
but.
There is also good news for Chen Ping.
That is, Murong Yunhai is also dead, the Murong family is in decline, and the threat from the Murong family is gone.
After this battle, I'm afraid no one will pay attention to the little Murong Wan anymore.
It can be regarded as a blessing and a curse.
certainly.
Not only Lingxiao Sect, but also several other relatively weak sects in Qingyun Domain.
Where to go.
Death is death, injury is injury.
Qingyun Sect is a remote and small barbaric realm in the Western Wilderness. After this battle, it will not be able to recover for at least a few decades.
Chen Ping didn't know whether this was a result that the Jindans of Lingxiao Sect had expected but had to do, or an unexpected ending.
But none of that matters anymore.
The important thing is that the entire Qingyun Domain has fallen.
'From this perspective, this is probably not a good sign. ,
Chen Ping felt sad.
This was a situation he didn't want to see.
He still has an 11-year contract with the Lingxiao Sect. He hopes that the Lingxiao Sect can continue to prosper at least in these years. This is a good thing.
'Oh, nothing happened! ,
'Practice, only when you are strong is the right way. ,
Chen Ping started to move his skills. He was not too far away from the middle stage of foundation building, so he had to seize the time to break through.
After running the technique once, when the mellow spiritual energy slowly moistened the body's meridians, his heart became calmer.
Look at the changes around you more calmly.
'I still have a lot of spiritual stones. After the rewards from the Demon-Slaying War come down, I will only have more spiritual stones. ,
'I also have a lot of elixirs. You can also make money by drawing symbols. ,
'As long as I live my life and stay in my house and don't run around, the strength of the Lingxiao Sect has nothing to do with me. The same is true for the decline of Qingyun Domain. Eleven years passed quickly, and it was not a big deal. ,
Thinking of this, Chen Ping felt extremely calm.
…
"Husband? Sister Yun Lingshan is here." On this day, when Chen Ping was practicing, Yu Lingchun opened the stone door of the quiet room.
Chen Ping glanced at her:
"Just come here, it's not the first time."
After a pause, he said again:
"She may be in a bad mood. Please spend more time with her and chat with her."
Yu Lingchun nodded:
"You know, I have visited Yun Mansion several times. However, this time Sister Yun Lingshan is here to see you."
Chen Ping was stunned for a moment:
"Looking for me?"
After confirming that it was correct, Chen Ping and Yu Lingchun went out to the living room together and saw Yun Lingshan with a trace of undetectable sadness on her face.
Seeing Chen Ping coming out, Yun Lingshan quickly stood up and said hello.
Then he said:
"Senior Chen, I have to leave."
"Gone?" Chen Ping didn't react:
"where to?"
Yun Lingshan's tone was filled with helplessness, a hint of reluctance, and at the same time a hint of determination.
She looked at Chen Ping:
"Go to Tianyan Domain."
"My ancestor is dead this time. I am afraid that my aunt will not be able to lead the huge Yun family to gain a foothold in Yunzhong City. The lord of a city has always had to build a nine-story foundation. My aunt just built it a few years ago. Enter the seventh floor of foundation building."
"It's not bad as a vassal family. But the Yun family has been in charge of Yunzhong City for hundreds of years and has offended many people. Once they fall from the position of city lord, they may never have peace again."
"The distant relatives of the Yun family also have a branch in the Tianyan domain. Although we have less contact over the years, we are still kin after all. My aunt asked me to bring a team of disciples over to see the situation, which can be regarded as a way out for the Yun family."
That's what the family is like.
A single move affects the whole body.
However, Yun Haitang's worries are not unreasonable and can be considered as far-sighted.
only.
Chen Ping had some knowledge of the Tianyan Territory, and the territory was as large as dozens of Qingyun Territories.
It is also the most prosperous realm in the Western Wasteland.
The journey is never short.
This kind of thing should be done by foundation building. But the Yun family no longer has a second foundation.
Such a task can only fall on Yun Lingshan.
"Well, now that the Lingxiao Sect is weak, staying here may not be a good thing.
Yanyu is also good. "Chen Ping nodded:
"when are we leaving?"
Yun Lingshan said lightly:
"There will be a caravan leaving tomorrow, leaving tomorrow."
She looked at Chen Ping, hesitated, and moved the corners of her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything more.
Yu Lingchun was reluctant to leave, but this was a major matter for the Yun family. She knew there was no better way, so she could only pull Yun Lingshan and talk quietly.
The next day.
Chen Ping watched Yun Lingshan leave with a group of Yun family disciples.
"Senior Chen, Lingshan will remember your life-saving grace several times and will never forget it in this life. It has been so many years and I don't know when we will see you again. Senior Chen, take care." Yun Lingshan's eyes were moist.
Chen Ping smiled:
"Go and look forward to seeing you again. You are already a foundation-building monk."
"..."
well.
In this Yunzhong City, there is one less acquaintance.
Chen Ping turned around and returned home.
(End of chapter)
