Chapter 21 3-Star Conch Boat
Chapter 21 3-Star Conch Boat
"call out!"
A black light flashed through the cave, and with a "ding!" it caught up with the cyan sword shadow.
Seeing this, the Taoist in blue robes, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, waved his hand, and two streams of light flew back to his storage bag as fast as lightning.
"Meteor Blade."
"Azure Lotus Sword".
To commemorate the chain magic weapon that made great contributions, Lin Qing also named this newly refined first-grade black dagger after it.
After that, he calmed down and devoted himself to cultivating his skills, refining magical artifacts, and studying his notes.
In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.
On this day, Lin Qing drifted away from the cave, left the port alone, and plunged into the vast sea.
After changing directions several times, Lin Qing patted his storage bag and summoned a miniature spirit conch boat, twelve feet long and over five feet wide. He then made a hand seal, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into it.
The magical conch boat shimmered with light and disappeared into the sea in an instant.
"As expected of a good item from the Starry Sky Sect."
Although the snail boat is small, it has all the necessary internal organs.
The space, barely enough for four cultivators to practice, had a star array diagram placed in the center.
Three stars twinkled above, corresponding to three mid-grade spirit stones.
"How about calling it the Three-Star Conch Boat?"
Lin Qing nodded in satisfaction.
This spirit conch boat is not only extremely fast, but it is also completely undetectable to Lin Qing's divine sense, providing excellent concealment.
According to the map, Cold Moon Island is completely deserted and a typical barren and desolate place.
All previous concerns are naturally resolved with this Samsung conch boat.
After manipulating it for a while and seeing the snail boat steadily moving towards the direction of the cold moon, Lin Qing felt relieved and began to prepare for the "Chongxuan True Water".
The True Water of the Profound Mystery possesses immense power in a single drop; when unleashed suddenly, it will surely cause great harm to the opponent if they are caught off guard.
If there are ten drops, and they are competing with each other, one of them will defeat the other!
"If there were a hundred drops, a thousand drops..."
Lin Qing's eyes narrowed; it seemed that even challenging someone of a higher level was not out of the question.
But for now, let's just start from the very first drop.
While pondering, he took out a ball of the five elements' essence.
Following the secret method, they began refining twelve mouthfuls of the Five Elements essence to reside in their chest cavity, preparing for their arrival at the Cold Moon Earth Vein.
Twelve days have passed in the blink of an eye.
In fact, at a normal speed, it would take eight days to travel directly from Manfuku Island to Kangetsu.
However, to be on the safe side, Lin Qing first swam from Wanfu to the vicinity of Luoyu, and then went from Luoyu to Hanyue.
Although this would take an extra four days and three mid-grade spirit stones, it would minimize the risk of colliding with the unknown territory of the sea monsters.
On this day, the Samsung Conch Ship slowly sailed into a sea as black as ink.
A wisp of icy cold air drifted in the depths of the sea.
Lin Qing remained calm and became increasingly cautious as he slowly sank the snail boat, gradually approaching the seabed veins.
"Buzz-"
As they approached the frigid veins beneath the Cold Moon, Lin Qing donned his armor-protecting technique, leaped out of the Spirit Conch Boat, and with a hand seal, stored the boat in his storage bag.
"It really is a cold pulse."
Lin Qing sensed the earth's spiritual energy up close and nodded in satisfaction.
He then took a pill for fetal breathing, found a crevice in the rock, and patiently began to wait for the hour of Chen (7-9 AM).
……
Wanling Island, Council Hall.
At this moment, apart from Lin Shengrong, who was stationed at Wanfu, there was no one else there.
Lin Canglan, the patriarch of the Lin family, and eight other Lin family elders at the ninth level of Qi Refining were seated among them.
After Lin Canglan made progress in his cultivation, he mastered the secret technique "Wood Flame Burning Heaven Flame" from his cultivation method. As a result, the wood flame energy leaked out, making him appear particularly majestic.
His gaze darkened as he looked away from Lin Shengquan, the eighth elder of the Lin family, who was reporting the situation, and surveyed his surroundings.
"Everyone has heard the news that Sheng Quan brought back. Five years later, the demon-slaying operation will officially begin."
Lin Shengquan, the eighth elder of the Lin family, is in charge of external liaison. A year ago, he took a large amount of the Five Elements essence accumulated by the family to the Su family on Qingyang Island.
On one hand, they exchanged for spirit stones. On the other hand, they sought to obtain the latest information on the demon-slaying operation.
After learning that the Lin family would need to send one Foundation Establishment cultivator and four Qi Refining elders to accompany him five years later, he hurriedly rushed home.
"Count me in!"
The first to speak was Lin Shengqian, a man with silver hair. He stroked his white beard and said in a deep voice:
"Having enjoyed such a comfortable retirement for so long, it's time for this old man to do his last bit of service for the family."
He is 110 years old, and breaking the deadlock first can save face for his lineage.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the patriarch's expression softened slightly, and he slowly spoke:
"Shengqian, you've worked hard. I heard the Yunzhou family already has one?"
Lin Shengqian smiled and nodded, saying, "Thanks to my family, Yunzhou's baby has been pregnant for five months now."
"Okay, this is home!"
"Only by standing up can we protect the families we belong to!"
Encouraged by this, two more uncles volunteered to go and slay the demon.
Seeing that there was only one person left, Lin Canglan frowned slightly and slowly said:
"I recall that, besides the elders present, there are also cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining on the back mountain, right?"
Lin Shenglei?
Upon hearing this, the well-informed Lin Shengquan couldn't help but offer his advice:
"I heard that Yunfeng is about to go into seclusion at the Starry Sky Sect to attempt to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage."
"if-"
Lin Yunfeng possesses a superior spiritual root and is slightly older than Lin Qing.
Although he has severed ties with his clan, if he successfully establishes his foundation...
His biological father, Lin Shenglei, is probably the only person he can reconnect with.
At that time, wouldn't their own actions today be seen as shooting themselves in the foot?
"You just need to tell him the whole story. I won't blame you for how he decides to do it."
Seeing this, Lin Shengquan had no choice but to nod and leave.
In fact, there are two elders of the "Sheng" generation who are even older than Lin Shenghong. If we wait until they join the battle, we will have to take out longevity pills.
Over the years, Lin Canglan has only managed to refine five.
The matter was thus temporarily settled.
Such situations were playing out frequently in this sea area. However, some families, such as the Gu family, had three Foundation Establishment cultivators in charge, giving them a considerable surplus of manpower.
After the meeting, Lin Shengqian hurried home; he had now moved to the vicinity of Lin Yunzhou's courtyard.
From afar, the Yunzhou Courtyard lies quietly in the night, with a few candles flickering.
Although it was just a tiny glimmer of light, it warmed Lin Shengqian's heart.
"Madam, you should go to sleep quickly. The baby in your belly can't take any more rest."
Under the lamplight, a figure was bent over copying something. Her face was gentle, and her features were exquisite; she was none other than Lin Yunzhou's wife, Madam Shen.
"understood."
Looking back at the handsome Lin Yunzhou, she touched her belly and asked in confusion, "Why hasn't Grandpa Qian returned to the manor yet?"
Lin Yunzhou was taken aback for a moment, then helped her up and walked towards the bedroom: "Grandpa's cultivation is profound, he may have already returned, but we just didn't notice."
Madam Shen nodded. Still somewhat worried, she added, "You should still go and check on them. My maids are all here, don't worry."
Lin Yunzhou nodded, helped Madam Shen lie down, and then left the room.
The maid, Lingjiao, seeing that her mistress had fallen asleep, tiptoed to the desk. As she prepared to blow out the candle, she caught a glimpse of a corner of writing that the mistress had just penned.
A Brief Account of Governing the Prefecture.
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