Chapter 232: Old things will last forever
Chapter 232: Old things will last forever
Qingyu Cave.
Since Li Kunlun left, this sea area has become increasingly peaceful. Time flows quietly and years pass by, regardless of anyone's will.
Spring goes and autumn comes, and two years have passed quietly. The time of a cultivator is always extremely worthless.
Li Quanqing sat cross-legged on the bank of the fish pond. The embankment was still very quiet. A gentle breeze blew past, making his sleeves rustle.
The water in front of him kept surging, and after a long time a jade carp would float to the surface, gently blowing bubbles at him, its tail creating ripples.
It was obvious that Li Quanqing was a little absent-minded. He didn't even have the mind to practice and feed. He just sat there in a daze, as if he had a lot on his mind.
call out! !
Finally, a communication talisman flew from the western direction of the cave, making a series of sounds of breaking through the air, interrupting his thoughts.
Li Quanqing stretched out his hand, grabbed the sound transmission talisman in his hand, and activated it with his magic power. Suddenly, Li Quanyi's voice came out from it, as clear and cold as jade.
He listened quietly, then let out a long sigh, stood up and walked towards the Sutra Library.
Li Quanqing did not use his magic power to step into the air, but walked on the ground, moving forward step by step, as if he was unwilling to accept the reality that was about to come.
Soon, several rolling mountains appeared in front of us. They were not very high, but very majestic.
The entire mountain was hollowed out and turned into an ancient scripture library, which houses all the jade slips of martial arts techniques collected by the Li family over the past thousand years. It can be said to be a manifestation of the family's heritage.
Li Quanqing climbed up step by step along the carved stone steps. The mountain was a little cool, and the bluestone under his feet was covered with mottled moss.
He successfully climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the front of the Sutra Library, where he immediately saw two monks standing there.
In addition to Li Quanshu, there was also an old man who was like a candle in the wind. His life force was running low and he stood there like a rotten wooden stake.
This is Li Zongzhuo, who has served as the elder who guards the scriptures in the Sutra Repository for nearly a hundred years. He is also the earliest second-level formation master of the Li family.
Li Quanqing had received a lot of care and teachings from him, or it could be said that all the people with the surname Quan grew up under the care of this old man, so he has a very high prestige.
"You are finally willing to see me."
Li Quanqing looked at the old man's wrinkled and dry skin, sighed, and also stood on the top stone steps.
Looking from this direction, the entire Qingyu Cave Heaven is in full view, a prosperous scene.
Immortal cultivators have very good eyesight. They can even see their busy and fulfilled tribesmen, full of vigor and vitality, with smiles on their faces, and they are as hopeful about the future as the rising sun.
In comparison, Li Zongzhuo is really too old, the fire of life is dim, the hero is old, and his sun is setting.
"Before I die, I have to see my most proud student again, right?"
Li Zongzhe grinned and even spoke with difficulty, but he didn't care about his life or death at all.
He has lived for too long. He was originally a cultivator with wood spiritual roots and he also practiced the Turtle Longevity Technique. It can be said that he can live longer than 99% of the Qi Refining cultivators.
But he was not at the foundation building stage after all, and could not withstand the erosion of time, and was about to die.
"The family is already trying hard to find a longevity elixir. Perhaps we can buy one from the Sword Sect. You deserve it."
Li Quanqing looked solemn. He had been searching for the eggs of the longevity turtle for years, hoping to dig out another longevity pill.
Unfortunately, it failed and no news was obtained.
"My own body is very clear. There is no need to waste any more elixirs. Leave them to those family talents who need them more."
Li Zongzhuo's words were very firm. He looked into the distance, watching the sun at the end of the sky sinking into the East China Sea little by little, with the afterglow of the setting sun and the sunset glow filling the sky.
Just like his life, it is about to reach its final end.
After nightfall, the cold became stronger. The old man was obviously a cultivator and was immune to cold and heat, but now he could not bear it anymore and fell asleep early.
Only two foundation-building monks were left standing in front of the stone steps, working day and night. "Has the clan leader not been here yet?"
Li Quanqing looked at the lights of thousands of homes lit up in the Qingyu Cave under the night sky and spoke in a deep voice.
Li Quanyi shook his head. Many clan members had come to visit old man Li Zongzhuo and say their final goodbyes, but the old clan leader had never come.
Li Quanqing sighed, thinking of old man Li Kunshui who was also getting older, and felt filled with emotion.
He could understand Li Zongyao's mood very well. To him, there were only two people left in the entire family with the character "Zong".
When Li Zongzhuo passed away, the old patriarch became truly alone. Looking around, there was no one of his peers with whom he could talk.
With a heavy heart, Li Quanqing left the Sutra Library and returned to his own cave.
He didn't want the old man to die either, but this was the law of heaven and earth, birth, aging, sickness and death, and no one could escape it.
Even if it is Li Quanqing himself, if he cannot ensure that his cultivation will always make great progress, his life span will also end and he will die with regret one day.
The moonlight was bright, and Ao Qing was hovering over the fish pond as usual. Demonic aura was surging from his body, and a strange image of a moon appeared, with scales all over his body as crystal clear as water.
In the water of the pond, more than a thousand green jade carps were arranged in neat rows, worshiping the moon and practicing at the same time, drawing in the moonlight, which extended to the outer edge of the fish pond and into the entire Yulong Pond.
"Moo~"
As if sensing that his master was not in a good mood, Ao Qing rarely took the initiative to stop his practice.
It opened its eyes, shook its huge head, leaned down from the clouds, mooed, and rubbed its owner's hand affectionately.
As if to comfort him.
"I'm fine, go practice, dear."
Li Quanqing touched its smooth and cool scales. The moonlight was as clear as water, shining on him and dispelling a lot of his sorrow.
Ao Qing let out a cry, indicating that he understood, and returned to the sky again. The demonic energy around him rose and fell like the ocean, and he turned into a bright moon to practice.
Li Quanqing lowered his eyes and used his magic power to pull up a huge creature. It turned out to be the Wanshou Turtle.
Its body had grown larger and was covered with rocks and seaweed, like a stone turtle statue. There were even a few moon shells making their homes on it.
Li Quanqing tried to find out its cultivation level. Thanks to the help of the Turtle Ancestor's Demon Pill, its cultivation level was not slow and it had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Compared with the habits of the longevity turtle race, Budong can be regarded as a genius among turtles, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast.
However, Li Quanqing still felt it was slow.
"Unfortunately, there is still some distance to go before the foundation is established. Even if a second-level longevity pill is produced by then, Elder Zong Zhuo will not be able to catch up."
Li Quanqing shook his head, and after feeding the longevity turtle, he sent the turtle away again and put it back into the pond.
After two years of practice, many of the monsters he now raises have reached the great perfection of Qi Refining.
For example, the Golden Flame Tiger, the Wooden Peacock, and the Thunder-Horned Python Queen, etc.
Li Quanqing had opened up many dragon and snake true evil spirits before, so he was not stingy at this time and gave them to them for refining and cultivation. Now they were all polishing and tempering at the bottleneck of foundation building.
Among them, the Wood Peacock has noble bloodline, and wood can easily produce fire, so there is a possibility of atavism. The Golden Flame Tiger has absorbed a lot of the fire essence contained in the skeleton of the Sky Fire Dragon, and his physique has also mutated.
But the ones with the highest breakthrough rate were not them, but another strange monster raised by Li Quanqing.
He opened the Hanhai Bowl and walked into it, only to see a golden toad crawling on the surface of the spirit stone ore pile, with demonic energy surging all over its body and precious light rising into the sky.
That’s right, the one who is about to break through is the weird Baoguangchan.
As a rare beast in heaven and earth, it has almost no bottleneck. As long as the precious energy it absorbs is huge enough, it can make unlimited breakthroughs.
(End of this chapter)