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However, Lin Xuanqing still had a trace of hope in his heart, looking forward to a miracle happening.

"In any case, you have to go deep into the mountain of the dead to see what is going on. For the sake of the teacher, for the sake of Shurong...... For my own sake. Lin Xuanqing secretly decided that his mood had gradually returned to calm.

Twenty years have passed, and if there was any accident, it should have happened a long time ago, so it was useless to rush.

"What is the situation in the Great Chu Immortal Cultivation Realm now?Who has the upper hand in the battle between the Horror Valley and the Taicang Feng Family?" Lin Xuanqing asked.

"Brother Lin must have gone overseas, so he doesn't know much about the situation in Da Chu. Since you made a big fuss about snatching your marriage in the Valley of Horrors, the Marquis of Split Mountain died, the Demon Sect was destroyed, and the three-legged situation of Great Chu was broken. With the support of overseas ancient witches, the power of the Valley of Horror has swelled dramatically, and there is a faint tendency to compete with the Taicang Feng family. However, the foundation of that family is even more terrifying, it can actually stand tall under the joint efforts of the Valley of Horror and the Wu Clan, and the two sides are still in a state of confrontation, and no one can help anyone. "Although the Ancient Sword Sect is in a remote location, it is a sect after all, and Bailing is still well aware of the general trend of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"Horror Valley and the Wu Clan join forces, but they can't help the Feng family?" Lin Xuanqing had a trace of doubt in his heart.

No one knows better than him that the huge heritage of the Wu clan is by no means something that can be stopped by a mere feudal family. The reason why they did not destroy the Feng family is probably because the time is not yet ripe.

yes, it's not ripe yet. Without the Ten Thousand Souls Ding, they can't mobilize the power of the ancient witches, so they can't break the seal of the Burial Corpse Mountain, even if they break the Feng family, it is meaningless, but it will lead to a counterattack by foreign forces and suffer losses. They are waiting, waiting for their arrival.

Lin Xuanqing asked some more questions, and Bai Ling answered them one by one.

At present, although the Ancient Sword Sect has been reduced to a last-tier sect, there will be no danger of destruction for a while. That Horror Valley was busy fighting with the Feng family, so naturally it didn't care about continuing to hunt down such a small force.

Having said that, Lin Xuanqing didn't want to watch the Ancient Sword Sect sink like this. After all, Shizun was willing to go to the Burial Mountain for the survival of the Ancient Sword Sect. He had to do something to support Bailing.

"Back then, I took most of the scriptures of the Ancient Sword Sect from the Ancient Sword Pavilion, so that although they could be preserved and protected from falling into the hands of other sects, it also made the current lack of enough classics in the Ancient Sword Sect. Now, I will return all those classics, and I will also leave some more powerful inheritance techniques, I believe that with the assistance of these exercises, the Ancient Sword Sect will definitely rise at the fastest speed. Lin Xuanqing said.

Whether it was in a foreign land or overseas, there were countless strong people who died on his hands, and among their relics, there were many cultivation treasures. These things are of little use to Lin Xuanqing, who is bent on pursuing the Great Dao of Ancient Cultivation, but for the current Ancient Sword Sect, it is definitely an earth-shattering wealth.

"Really?" Bai Ling became excited, his eyes shining with brilliance, "I knew that Brother Lin would definitely not abandon his own family." ”

"Hehe," Lin Xuanqing touched his nose, it was indeed out of selfishness to take away the collection of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion back then, and only Bailing had absolute trust in himself would he not have doubts, and if he did so, it could be regarded as a little compensation for it, "However, these classics alone are not enough to make the Ancient Sword Sect rise quickly, and I will also leave a large number of pills to help the disciples who are in the bottleneck break through." ”

"Pills?" Bai Ling was even more shocked, any kind of pill that assists in breaking through is sky-high, and Lin Xuanqing actually wants to leave a "large number of pills", which is definitely worth a lot of money.

"However, because these pills are too valuable, if they are distributed to their disciples on a large scale, once the news spreads, it will definitely attract the covetousness of other sects. Just in case, I'll give you one more thing. Demon Luan Bird, come out!"

Lin Xuanqing flicked his sleeves, and a Luan bird with a black body and exuding a demonic aura flew out.

"This is ......" Bai Ling looked at the bird, shocked.

Because of the fluctuations of magic power emanating from the Demon Luan Bird, her heartbeat was trembling as a powerhouse in the early stage of the Jade Spirit. What kind of fierce bird is this, and it is so powerful? Just the occasional trace of breath leaking out, it is so powerful.

"I've been subduing this fowl for decades, and I've been able to help it. But it hasn't helped me very much at the moment. I will leave it in the Ancient Sword Sect as a Sect Protector Divine Bird, tentatively for thirty years, and any threat to the sect during this period can be solved by it. Thirty years later, it is believed that the Ancient Sword Sect has also risen completely, and at that time, the Demon Luan Bird will be able to regain its freedom. Lin Xuanqing's eyes flashed, and he forced him to look at the Demon Luan Bird and said, "Demon Luan Bird, are you willing?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Demon Luan Bird hurriedly spoke, "As long as you can be free again, let alone thirty years, even if it is a hundred years, there will be no problem." Bailing Master, don't worry, if anyone dares to touch the Ancient Sword Gate, the deity will directly devour it. ”

Jokes, the Devil Bird is not stupid. Following Lin Xuanqing's side, he only had the fate of being treated as a mount, and he was terrified every day. And to become the protector of the Ancient Sword Gate, the entire Ancient Sword Gate is the strongest in it, it is simply a hegemon, at ease, and has a chance to regain freedom. It is natural to seize such opportunities.

Bai Ling was dumbfounded, this bird can actually spit out human words? You know, only the transformed demon beast has this ability. This fowl is at least equivalent to the infant stage of a human monk.

In fact, how did she know that the strength of the Demon Luan Bird was equivalent to the early stage of the Star Field, and it could crush the entire Great Chu Cultivation Immortal Realm, including the powerful Feng family.

After making arrangements, Lin Xuanqing did not rush to the Burial Mountain, but temporarily lived in the Ancient Sword Gate. On the one hand, he personally instructed Bailing's cultivation and corrected her mistakes in cultivation, and on the other hand, he also sent a message to the Valley of Horror through the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.

Not long after, three masked strangers in white robes stepped into the air and came to the Ancient Sword Gate, and under the leadership of the disciples of the Ancient Sword Gate, they walked into the secret room where Lin Xuanqing was cultivating, and after three days and three days of secret discussion, they left in a hurry.

On the other side, the Valley of Horror violently strengthened its offensive, continuously destroying dozens of strongholds on the periphery of the Taicang Feng family, and pressing towards the Demon Ridge, where the Feng family was stationed.

The closed family suddenly became precarious.

"It seems that the Wu clan has finally begun to exert its strength. The closed family should also be destroyed. After Lin Xuanqing got the news, he walked out of the cultivation secret room, looked up at the sky, and the huge divine sense enveloped the entire Great Chu.

Even if it was a battle thousands of miles away, he could clearly feel it.

Sou!

He soared into the air and galloped towards the square of the Demon Ridge.

At this moment, the sound of fighting on the periphery of the Demon Ridge shook the sky, and groups of monks rushed like swarms, and the ground was full of corpses. On Funiu Mountain, where the Feng family is located, it is silent, quiet and terrifying.

In Funiu Mountain, the largest dark golden giant tower of the Feng family, in a separate space, almost all the high-level members of the Feng family gathered, and everyone looked condensed.

At the front was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, full of breath, and he only heard him say slowly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, my Feng family has stood in Dachu for more than 30,000 years, and now it has finally reached the juncture of life and death. That Horror Valley colluded with the overseas witch clans, vowing to compete with my Feng family for the identity of the tomb keeper, and we have lost ninety percent of the strength in the periphery. It won't be long before they will attack Funiu Peak. You say, 'What should I do?'