Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 168: The grudge between Lingchan Shehu and Lingxi 1shan

The first day of a certain month.

The performance ground.

Even though there were several walls of people between them, Zi Linglan could still feel a pair of venomous snake-like eyes staring at her back? Without turning around to look, she knew it must be Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye, who had not cared at first and just glanced at it inadvertently, caught a glimpse of the beautiful figure. Somehow, he kept recalling the ridiculous behavior of the two on the cloud boat. He couldn't help but have strange thoughts and kept looking in that direction.

"Is it true that what you can't get is the best? It's been several months since I last saw her, and I almost forgot about her. But when I saw her, the scene just surfaced in my mind. I don't know if it's because I was teased by Lin Zhihan for too long in Hongyue Tower, or if I've been holding it in for too long."

Wang Qiye shook his head and stopped looking. He was still lying on a big rock, but now he had two knives on his back, one Qingcang and one Hongyu. The glass ball was placed in the storage bag.

Beside the stone, there were still Nangong Yu, Xiao Lanmei, Yan Mengwan and Ye Lingxi. Zhu Dachang and Gao Youmo were sitting behind Ye Lingxi.

When he first got Hong Yu, he was also fresh, but this knife was too scary. It was fine when he pulled it out, but once he injected spiritual power, it reflected a creepy red light, changing the entire light and shadow environment. He didn't find anything special about this red light. Since it was engraved with a wood and water formation that suited him, it was quite handy to use. So usually Wang Qiye only used Qingcang as a training knife, and Hong Yu was not used much, just carried on his back to keep.

With iron sandbags tied to my limbs and two knives weighing three or four hundred pounds on my back, I only felt it was heavy at first, but after a few days, I got used to it.

"Meet Elder Xi."

Xi Chengqing, dressed in white, stepped onto the stone platform, and the disciples of Lingxi Valley below the platform stood up and saluted.

"All sit down."

Xi Chengqing sat cross-legged on the stone platform, took off the flying sword from behind and held it in his hand.

"My fellow disciples, today we are going to talk about nurturing instruments."

Xi Chengqing first gently stroked his flying sword before speaking.

"Weapons have spirits. They are extensions of our arms, partners in battle and life."

"Who can tell me the three ways to cultivate a vessel?"

"Reporting to Elder Xi, I just happened to know."

The one who stood up was a woman with a white dress and ponytail, who had an extraordinary temperament and seemed to be out of touch with the world. It was An Yaxuan, one of the three foundation-building flowers who followed behind Wang Qiye every day when she practiced the formation.

"The best way to cultivate a vessel is to cultivate it with your body. You can store it inside your body, carry it on your back, or hold it in your hand. Carrying it on your back is the best."

"The middle level is to cultivate instruments with instruments. The heaven and earth are spiritual, and they give birth to great treasures. Those who obtain them can store the instruments and nurture them."

"The inferior raising device is the one that you raise as you like. You can raise it however you want."

Wang Qiye nodded in agreement. He had looked up all these information on purpose. He had known them for a long time and did just that. This An Yaxuan was really knowledgeable. She could answer one or two questions whenever the elders asked her. The more she looked at her, the happier she was. It was a pity that she was too cold. She had been in the inner gate for more than half a year. She had had interactions with the other two flowers and almost killed Zi Linglan. But she didn't say a word to her.

"Well said, sit down."

Xi Chengqing waved his hand, motioning her to sit down, before continuing his sermon.

"Using the body to nourish the instrument is the mainstream. However, recently on the mountain, I heard a debate about whether to use the body or the instrument. The funny thing is that some people say that using the body to nourish the instrument is because they don't have spirit stones to buy the instrument, so they have to use the method of using the body to nourish the instrument. What's even more ridiculous is that some people believe it. Alas, little do they know that these are just rumors spread by those rich kids who are too lazy. In the future, everyone should stick to their own opinions, stabilize their Tao hearts, and never waver easily."

Zhu Dachang lowered his head silently, and while no one was paying attention, he quickly took out the door knife from the storage bag. However, the sword was now placed in an exquisite wooden box, which was the thing for the cultivation vessel.

This storage bag, of course, was borrowed from Wang Qiye. After paying back his spiritual stones, Zhu Dachang followed the trend and bought this thing. It's not expensive, it's said to be made of some precious tree bark, only 200 spiritual stones, and it really works. However, after listening to Xi Chengqing's remarks today, I really feel that the spiritual stones I earned by running missions in the past two months have all been wasted.

Then he quickly opened the box, took out his sword, and put it back on his back. But he felt that the box in his hand was extremely hot and heavy.

Xi Chengqing glanced at the stone platform below and continued.

"In fact, it is not impossible to use instruments to support instruments. Generally, due to limited conditions, you can only support a few instruments with your body. As your cultivation level increases, you can control more and more instruments. At this time, using instruments to support instruments is the best choice, and it is also the best choice."

After hearing this, Zhu Dachang's heart finally settled down. The hot potato in his hand could be sold after all.

"There are many temptations in the cultivation civilization. Only by keeping your original heart can you achieve the great way. You still have a long way to go in the future. Let's stop here today."

After saying that, Xi Chengqing stood up.

"Farewell, Elder Xi."

All the disciples stood up and respectfully saw Xi Chengqing off the stone platform and gradually walked away.

Wang Qiye's eyes intentionally or unintentionally passed through the crowd and smiled evilly. "I don't know if this lust can be regarded as sticking to one's original intention."

Zi Linglan felt as if a sharp blade was pointed at her back, and goose bumps appeared all over her body. She didn't need to look back to know that it was Wang Qiye's disgusting eyes again. She ignored him and walked straight to the cafeteria, so as to get away from that wretched man as soon as possible.

"Let's go and eat too."

The graceful figure flashed behind a fellow disciple and disappeared, leaving Wang Qiye with a sense of regret.

"Walk."

In such a short period of time, no one noticed anything unusual about him and followed him towards the cafeteria.

After lunch, Wang Qiye lay down on the stone again. The sky and earth seemed like his blanket, and the midday afterglow made him feel very comfortable.

An old man in a green robe stepped onto the stone platform.

"Meet Elder Shen."

All the disciples stood up and saluted.

"Disciples, please sit down."

Shen Yun stroked his gray beard and looked at the Foundation Establishment disciples below the stage with great satisfaction.

"Thank you, Elder Shen."

All the Qingzhu Peak disciples sat down on the ground again, except for one who was lying on a stone.

“Today we are going to talk about the two great magic arts that made our Lingxi Valley famous, the love and hate between Lingchan Sheol and Lingxi Yishan.

Wang Qiye came to his senses, adjusted his posture, and rested his head on his arms to make himself more comfortable.

Shen Yun's gray beard trembled, and Wang Qiye was really afraid that the old man would fall off the stone platform and die before he could finish his story.

"The ancestors of Lingxi Valley relied on the three advanced magical powers of Lingxi Light Body Technique to establish this huge foundation. However, looking at the history of Lingxi Valley, one can find an interesting conclusion."

"There are traces of the Lingxi clone technique, and anyone can learn it if they practice hard. But the strange thing is that there are only a handful of people who can do the Lingchan Shedding Shell and Lingxi Flash. What's even stranger is that those who can do the Lingchan Shedding Shell cannot learn the Lingxi Flash. Those who can do the Lingxi Flash cannot learn the Lingchan Shedding Shell. Do you know why?"

"Luck!"

Everyone in the audience shouted in unison.

Shen Yun stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, it is luck! Every thousand years, when Lingxi Valley accumulates enough luck, there will be a person who can shed his shell like a cicada and a person who can flash like a spirit stream. Once these two grow up, they will all be the ones who carry the banner of Lingxi Valley."

“What if it doesn’t grow up?”

Wang Qiye was very curious and asked without thinking.

Shen Yun was quite displeased and glanced at him.

"If the child of destiny dies young, Lingxi Valley has deep destiny, and a new child of destiny will be born in three days."

Wang Qiye nodded. No wonder the two great magic arts of Lingxi Valley have never been discontinued. It turns out that Zu Meng is so profound, and it is worthy of being a first-class force in this world. In this way, these sons of destiny don't have to worry about being assassinated, because if one is killed, the next one may be stronger. After all, there are many masters without the blessing of these two great magic arts in Lingxi Valley.

"There are currently 40 people in Lingxi Valley who know these two great magics, and each of them is a well-known figure."

"But there is no need to envy them. These people carry the thousand-year fortune of Lingxi Valley. Just as the moon waxes and wanes, they also carry the curse of Lingxi Valley. Throughout history, countless people have gone crazy because of this. It is truly tragic and lamentable."

After Shen Yun finished speaking, his eyes were full of longing and a little lonely.

Wang Qiye curled his lips. Is that a curse? That's clearly envy, jealousy and hatred. Everyone knows that when these 40 people die, a new son of luck will be born in three days. I'm afraid there are more than one people who hope that they will die soon. Even if five people die within one day, five new sons of luck will stand up three days later.

It is unknown how many of these sons of destiny who went crazy were driven crazy! Of course, the crazy sons of destiny cannot be allowed to live forever. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a curse.

"Elder Shen, where was the son of destiny of Lingxi Valley born in the last thousand years?"

A disciple couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it was born."

Shen Yun smiled carefreely, stroked his beard, and pretended to be arrogant.

His behavior attracted the attention of many disciples. However, some well-informed people already knew everything and were sitting on the Diaoyutai.