[Free Extra] The Moon Shines on the Qianqiu (Ming Linlang Chapter)

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The waves are rolling, and the bright moon hangs in the sky.

On the day I was born, it was sunny at first, but I saw a clear moon rising in the sky, blocking the scorching sun.

Then the moon set over the blue sea, and the sound of crying and croaking came.

Since then, I have been born into the world with blue eyes and a natural aura. My tribe loves me and respects me, and they gave me the name "Linlang".

Linlang, the one with beautiful jade.

The bright waves of the sky and the sea treat me like bright jade or pearls.

But I deserve it.



Being born into the Ming family with the purest bloodline in ten thousand years, he was naturally blessed by nature.

As soon as I was born, I got rid of the hazy confusion and used my eyes and hands to sense the wonderful changes in the world.

When I first started learning languages, I became enlightened at the age of three. I knew tens of thousands of words and was familiar with scriptures. Then I also understood why I was so smart and wise. Because my Ming family inherited the Minglan bloodline, I should be on the "path to immortality". .

Cultivation is the true face of this world.

The clan elder led me to read the scriptures. Although I was still young and had not yet introduced Qi into my body and practiced formally, he cleared away the doubts in my mind and showed the path more clearly in my eyes.



By the age of five, I had a general understanding of things in the world, but there were still some things that confused me, but they were not important.

After all, I am just a child, and the clan elders reassure me that one day I will see the full picture of this world. I think that is indeed the case.

As a young child, I am always lively and joyful by nature. I love to watch the ocean tides rise, I love to step on the sand with my bare feet, no matter it is dry or wet, and I love to eat fresh things from everywhere.

Fresh fried fish, crab roe noodles, fried crab with garlic, braised squid, steamed scallops with vermicelli...

I was born smart, and the fishermen in the villages I passed didn't recognize me, but they still had good intentions toward me. In addition, the clan sent Uncle Dao to protect me, so they didn't impose any restrictions on me.

The elder told me.

"Linlang, you are my Ming clan's immortal embryo. It should grow freely and act as you please. We will only regulate it, but we will never force it."

"Farmers tend to fruits and vegetables, or use molds to shape them for nobles to play with, but they are nothing more than recreational toys. Only by growing freely can there be infinite possibilities."

"We hope you can embark on your own true path to immortality."

Although I was born smart, I didn't really understand the clan elder's intentions at this time. I only knew that I could follow my heart, which was really fun, so I nodded happily.

The young master of the Ming clan hid the news, concealed his traces, and spent a year or two in a childish life.



I was seven years old that year, and I was eating delicious fried shrimps in a village.

The sunset is warm and yellow, bringing shadows back and forth.

The fisherman carried a big net on his back and walked home. Children were in groups, laughing and playing. My aunt was sitting at the door, sewing clothes and putting on shoes, and talking about some incomprehensible jokes. Uncle Dao said these were just dirty words, which deceived my ears. .

Seeing the warmth of the sun, my heart suddenly beat wildly, and I felt that the blood in my body seemed to be a little more rapid, and I couldn't help but pull out Uncle Dao's sleeves.

"ocean."

Minglan's bloodline is passed down from the ancient god, who controls water and controls the sea. Therefore, I can also rely on this pure bloodline to detect the abnormalities in the waves.

Uncle Dao believed that I would not take the wrong aim. He picked me up and was about to shout a warning to the surrounding villagers, but it was too late.

The waves have come.

Caught off guard, unexpected.

Thunder shook hundreds of miles away, and the waves came like snow.

The big waves are surging and unrivaled. This is the power of nature. Uncle Rao Dao has already stepped onto Yuanying, so he can only split the big waves that are about to submerge the two of us with one knife, fly away in the sky, and stand on the high clouds to protect himself.

His spiritual power is not enough to drive the sea and control the waves. The clan elders can surely achieve it, but they are not here.

I looked down, and my eyes suddenly froze.

The waves poured into the village, causing houses to collapse and fishermen to scream.

The sea can swallow everything. I had known it for a long time, but this was the first time I knew it so clearly.

This place is under the jurisdiction of the Tianhai Ming clan, and since I am here, the guarding monks from the clan came very quickly. The three transformed gods used their magic power to activate the blood of Minglan, drive water and waves, and finally caused the village to reappear.

The waves have receded, but corpses are strewn across the fields, a mess everywhere.

Uncle Dao hugged me and returned to the ground. I broke away from his arms, fell to the ground, walked to a surviving crying woman, and asked.

"How are you?"

What nonsense am I talking about? It's definitely not good.

I often hang out in the village, and I can recognize her. She is fifteen or sixteen years old. She has the skill of a fisherman and the beauty of a daughter. She was engaged just a few years ago and is about to get married.

She looked up at me with tears streaming down her face, and kowtowed to me as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She had seen Uncle Dao casting a spell in the air before, so she guessed that I was an extraordinary person.

"Please miss, please save my father and mother, save my brother Dashan."

I pursed my lips and said nothing, remembering what I had seen before. The reason why she was alive was because her parents and her betrothed husband tried their best to push her to the surface of the water. They found a piece of driftwood to prevent her from suffocating to death, but the three of them sank. Enter the bottom of the wave.

It is indeed powerful for a practitioner to walk in the air, but to rise from the dead is also as difficult as ascending to the sky.

This silence gave her the answer. This woman screamed miserably, and I wanted to comfort her.

"You should live well."

The woman looked at me, her beautiful face was filled with sadness.

"My father and mother are both dead, and Brother Dashan has left, leaving me alone."

"Miss, if you have countless love, how can you understand how helpless I am right now? Now that they are gone, my life has no meaning anymore."

"Miss, cherish every love around you."

Beside it, there was a wooden pillar that had broken due to the impact of the wave just now, revealing a sharp edge. After she said that, she hit it with her head.

The eyes are stained with red, and the blood is flowing.

Uncle Dao looked at me worriedly. He had never expected that this woman was seeking her own death, and he was afraid that I would be affected by this unexpected incident.

I looked at it, not afraid of the blood, but shook my head.

The old teachings of the clan elders came to mind one by one, and they were so comprehensive that they filled my heart with clarity.

I have no criticism of this woman, but I also don’t agree with what she said.

Looking at the distant sea tide, I murmured to myself.

"I know that I am good enough. My talent, appearance, bloodline, and origin are all destined to be loved by many, many people. They cherish me and love me, but I will not use their light as an embellishment."

"I will never feed on love."

"Because what I want to do is a bright moon, and everything around it is a star. However, no matter how many stars there are thousands of miles away, they are not as powerful as the moon, which is the only one in eternity."

The teachings and guidance from my elders in the past have finally turned into a beam of light that pointed my way forward.

I want to be a towering tree, not a winding tree.

I want to hold the sword, I want to become an immortal!

It is said that with one sword, the waves are flat, the mountains are destroyed, and the sea is calm.

I want to have the power to change, control, and reverse, and I want to call the world He Qing Hai Yan.

If I were that woman and survived under the surging tide, I would only want to have the courage to defeat it with a sword, but I would never commit suicide and live up to the friendship of my parents and husband who risked their lives to save me.

I want to save more people from this pain.

This is me, Ming Linlang!

It just so happened that the fortune teller in the tribe calculated that I was related to Kunlun, and that I had cultivated this religion properly and was famous in China, so the tribe sent me there in the hope of broadening my horizons.

This journey went very smoothly, I showed my talents, gained favor, and officially entered the path of spiritual practice.



I am extremely talented, and it seems that I was born to hold a sword. In just a few years, I have laid a solid foundation for my path to immortality, and my swordsmanship has also improved by leaps and bounds.

However, there is a disciple of the same generation who is a bit annoying. He calls me Jiang Mingzhu. He always likes to pick on me and is quite tit-for-tat.

I don't know why, but I think the Jiang family has been rooted in Kunlun for a long time. It's hard for a strong dragon to defeat a local snake, so why should I fight for that momentary momentum?

It's just a little trick, let her do it.

Thinking about it this way, this woman does seem to be a bit unruly and cute. After all, her targeting is harmless and never crosses the line.

Just as he was completing his training mission and returning to the sect, he met a group of cultivators who wanted to rob the Kunlun outer sect disciples.

Since we are from the same sect, I took action with my sword and killed him.

That disciple looked younger than me, and although he was in a very embarrassed state, he could still tell that Yuxue was smart and wise.

Who wouldn't like to watch this little junior sister? I also like beautiful people, it makes me happy to look at them.

Said the little junior sister.

"I met Senior Sister Ming when I was a disciple of the outer sect. I, Pei Xihe, will remember this kindness in my heart. If I find it useful, I will repay her with a ring of grass."

It turns out her name is Pei Xihe, but why is there any need for her to hold the knotted grass in her mouth?

I just smiled and left.



When I was born in the Divine Hidden Realm, I knew this was a great opportunity.

There are ancient books in the clan that contain spiritual beings that have long since become extinct. If I can obtain them and my blood is pure, it is possible for me to undergo transformation and return to my ancestors as the "Blood of Tian Lan".

The road to immortality is very difficult. I know that there are many hardships and dangers in the hidden realm of gods, but I am happy to go there.

Those who hold the sword should move forward with determination and forge ahead.

Perhaps it is because of this determination that I have endless opportunities.

First, he obtained the third-grade sword canon and understood half of the sword's heart. Then he obtained the spiritual object morning glow dew, which purified his blood and transformed him into Tianlan.

I also found traces of the Taichu Water Spirit. This thing can turn the spiritual roots into nine inches and nines. I picked up my sword and went forward to meet a disciple of the same sect.

Lu Changfeng, Jiang Mingzhu, and the junior sister that day, Pei Xihe.

The water spirit was obtained, but the golden flame was born. The blessings are accompanied by hardships and dangers. I think this may be the "both blessings and misfortunes" that the clan elders and masters often say?

The majestic pressure made me unable to move, and I activated all my protective measures, but to no avail. I thought, might I die here?

However, the little junior sister moved. For some reason, she was able to move freely under the pressure.

She came towards me to save me from danger, but she was penetrated by golden flames.

She really did what she said, "tie the ring with grass in return", and I was all shocked.

Give me peaches and give me Qiong Yao.

Since this life was saved by her, how could she cherish that little bit of blood?

I used my essence and blood as ink to paint the six seals of Tianlan, and finally preserved her.

Then something happened, and this trip to the hidden realm of gods changed a lot, and even demons appeared to wreak havoc.

Fortunately, everything was finally settled and he returned to the Kunlun Sect.

Due to the depletion of my essence and blood, and the impending breakdown, I only had time to ask Master Kuiming to take care of Junior Sister Pei for a while, and then I hurriedly retreated to recuperate.



When I formed the flawless golden elixir and broke through the realm, I suddenly heard bad news.

Pei Xihe died.

It has fallen. How could it have fallen?

Master is quite apologetic, but I know I can’t blame him.

As an elder of Kunlun's inner sect, he has such heavy responsibilities that he cannot really put any thought into taking care of Zhou Quan, an outer sect disciple.

And people in high positions are often rough when it comes to people in lower positions. I know this very well, but I was negligent for a moment, which I shouldn't have done.

I am filled with sadness and regret.

However, this regret was made up for in the sect competition.

Sect forces from all over China gathered in Jiuchong Mountain to compete for this extraordinary opportunity.

A female cultivator came out with a sword. She was from the Yiyuan Dao lineage and her name was "Pei Xihe".

I invited her to a restaurant and had a great feast.

As for the sect change? She joined him, but she actually quite ignored Kunlun's kindness in introducing her to practice.

But I don't care.

It is enough for me to know that she is well and prosperous as in the past.

And at this moment, she has swept away the darkness and hidden clumsiness of the past, like a pearl that has shed dust, shining in all directions, and also with a sharp edge, a cold light.

She has changed, but she remains the same. She is still the same Junior Sister Pei who would call me "Senior Sister Ming."

Pei Xihe showed her sharpness in the competition and was invincible in every battle. Then Li Changqing made a surprise attack, and she broke through the situation, formed a golden elixir, and slashed the man with a knife. From then on, she settled her grudges. How happy!

I am happy for her, and I hope she will turn into a Kunpeng and soar into the ninety-thousand-year-old sky.



Things in this world are unpredictable.

After the sect's great competition, there was a rebellion in the Tianhai Ming clan. As a member of the Tianlan bloodline, I had the unshirkable responsibility, so I went to try to quell the chaos.

However, there are traces of evil cultivators, and the evil involved is beyond my imagination.

The traces of this trip were exposed, and I was attacked and assassinated. I fled in a panic and almost died.

Fortunately, Junior Sister Pei was rescued by a white-furred fox, and she finally turned the corner and returned to Kunlun to gather strength.



The white horse passed by, just suddenly.

In the blink of an eye over the past few decades, I broke the golden elixir, formed the Nascent Soul, and became the Kunlun Sword.

When evil spawns emerge from the bottom of the sea, I will go there with my sect disciples and swords in hand. This is not only to protect the safety of the people in the area, but also to increase my practice by killing.

Through this training, I clearly understood the way of killing swordsmanship. When I entered the late stage of Nascent Soul, I met Junior Sister Pei again. She had turned into a god. It turned out that she had experienced the training of the Eternal Immortal Temple and gained the opportunity.

I have also heard about this situation, in which Mahayana also requires carefulness in every step, and I feel very grateful.

The evil seed thing took a turn for the better, and when I first entered the late Nascent Soul stage, I made an appointment with her to travel around the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of China to polish my state of mind.

I also obtained the second natal object "Cang Huan Pearl" during this trip.

Then we traveled to the Heavenly Demon Sect and heard the news about the "Holy Demon Trial". Seeing the sparkle in Junior Sister Pei's eyes, we knew that she had both spiritual and demon cultivation, so we understood her thoughts.

From this separation, after this experience, my state of mind has been refined, and it is time to return to the sect for retreat, hoping to transform into a spirit and enter the realm of rising to the world.

However, a mutton-fat white jade suddenly appeared in front of me and merged into my body, finally letting me know the cause and effect, and the truth of this world.

I am the heir conceived and raised by the ancient immortal jade. I should be the seed of inheritance, and I am also the "daughter of destiny" of Tianxu Divine State.

However, this world is facing a crisis, which is something that the leader of the three ancient immortals must solve when planning the situation.

So I became a pawn.

A chess piece that affects the life and death of thousands of creatures in this world.

I have never been willing to play chess based on others' instructions, but when I think about the thousands of creatures in this world, I feel willing to do so.

This conflict has actually sharpened my Taoist heart.

Therefore, as soon as I return to Kunlun, I will naturally transform into a spirit without the need for retreat.



This continued until I entered the late stage of spiritual transformation. A descendant from Tianji Pavilion came from the forest and called me "Female Queen".

Practicing alone is not enough.

I looked up at the moon and knew it was time to make a decision.

Looking at the mutton-fat white jade accompanying the soul in Jiang Palace, my heart is finally strong.

I am the "chess piece" held by the divine jade finger, and I am also a perfect "container".

The majestic magic power that belongs to her contained in the white jade is the bargaining chip to win out of this chess game.

I accepted it.

That night, in the late stage of my divine transformation, I broke through realms one after another, all three flowers bloomed, and I stepped into a free and easy journey, using this piece of Tianxu Divine Land as my own small world.

I took on my responsibilities.



The sky cracked and red eyes appeared, and all living creatures were reduced to ashes.

I knew it was time, but I didn't want Jiang Mingzhu, who had been tit-for-tat since childhood, to come to my side and find out something.

She smiled and said, "Can I go with you?"

“This trip is gone forever.”

"Then it's gone forever."

"Then let's go together."

I turned into a jade sword to kill the evil pupil, and she offered sacrifices to her innateness to mend the cracks in the sky.

It's true that it's gone forever.

But fun.

Although my body will never be restored to its original state, the common people will be able to comfort my body.



The sacred peach tree gathers the remaining soul, and the golden light of merit forges a new body.

I really never imagined that I would be able to live again.

After taking off my old body, I am now a true ancient immortal Taoist embryo, with silver hair and red seals, and purple and gold divine flowers filling my eyes.

The moment I was conceived from the leaf, I looked up to the sky and smiled, full of joy and freedom.

At this point, the previous causes are resolved and good results are achieved.

Clean and pure.

No matter how much I owe the Divine Jade for its karma, I can still live up to the Tianxu Shenzhou that gave birth to me and raised me.

From now on I will be me, Ming Linlang.

I should hold the sword and stand proudly in the sky.

The moon shines for thousands of years, unparalleled in ancient and modern times.