Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 12 Young Master, please stay.

On the front deck of the ship.

Ling Zifeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking expressionlessly at the large group of wandering cultivators gathered in front of him.

Most of them are male practitioners, and their cultivation level is between the first and second levels of Qi training. It is relatively rare to be able to reach the third and fourth levels of Qi training.

There is no other way. Working in the sea is too dangerous. If there are any other options, these low-level monks would not be willing to try it.

Not to mention anything else, even working as an illegal mine, being a drug tester, growing magical rice, raising magical beasts and mounts are all much safer than going to sea.

"Is that all these people?"

After a long time, Ling Zifeng turned around and asked Tang Qiuyao in a low voice.

Tang Qiuyao nodded slightly and said, "Fifty percent of the independent cultivators that can be recruited in the family territory have been sent to you.

The rest have been distributed to mines, spiritual fields, medicinal gardens, ranches, etc., and those places are also short of manpower."

"But this is still not enough!"

Ling Zifeng sighed: "It would be great if we could send over a group of slave monks belonging to the family."

Tang Qiuyao shook her head: "Impossible, they have more important things to do!"

As the Wu family's probing actions become more and more frequent, undercurrents are now surging in the Ling family's territory. Many cautious and timid independent cultivators have quietly left Chanxin Island to avoid being affected by future wars.

Ling Zifeng was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Forget it, let's leave it like this for now! Anyway, there is still time now, let them be more diligent and collect as many resources as they can."

Tang Qiuyao agreed, thought for a moment and said:

"The little guy you're optimistic about has been in seclusion in the family bank recently. I guess he can bring you a bigger surprise when he comes back, right?"

"I hope so!"

Mentioning Ling Changqing, Ling Zifeng's face showed a hint of smile. If this little guy is motivated enough, the pressure on his shoulders will be less in the future.

In the courtyard, a month of seclusion passed quietly.

On the last day, Ling Changqing, lying on the cloud bed, sorted out the things around him and sighed with some reluctance.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a message with a mysterious rhyme of Tao emerged silently:
[Lord of the Era Star Palace: Ling Changqing]

【Bone age: 14】

[Cultivation: Qi training level 3]

【Luck:17+90】

【Fortune: 17+68】

【Physique:13】

【Root bone: 11】

【Comprehension: 12】

[Soul: 17]

[Main cultivation technique: Xuanzhen Black Water Sutra (first level) 1830\5000]

[Water escape technique: (first level) 12/1000]

[Water Spirit Shield: (One layer) 20/1000]

Compared to before the retreat, all of Ling Changqing's physical attributes have changed, except for his spiritual root level, which still remains at the lower level of human character.

Spiritual roots are divided into several levels, including waste, ordinary, human, earth, and heaven. Each level is further divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower.

Ling Changqing had a hunch that perhaps his spiritual root level would only change after his cultivation broke through to the fourth level of Qi training?

Combining the life experiences of past and present lives, in Ling Changqing's eyes, this spiritual root is almost equivalent to some kind of special bloodline.

It is impossible to practice without bloodline, and if the bloodline is not good, the path of practice will be extremely difficult.

The better the bloodline and the more resources there are for cultivation, the greater the future will be.

"If I go to sea to work and earn resources now, my efficiency should be higher, right? After all, in terms of the strength of my soul essence, even those foundation-building cultivators may not be able to compare with me. There is also luck and fortune..."

Ling Changqing pondered, this was where his greatest confidence came from.

Although the grade of Xuanzhen Black Water Sutra is not high, its advantage is that it is compatible with a large number of water-related magical spells.

For example, the water control technique, water escape technique, water mirror communication, cloud and rain technique, water tornado, water spirit shield, mysterious water ice arrow technique and so on.

These magical powers are recorded in the books of martial arts collected by the Ling family bank. Considering that Ling Changqing is already an official member of the Ling family, the exchange price is not too high.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Ling Changqing chose Water Escape Technique and Water Spirit Shield, spending the last few hundred spirit stones on him for this purpose.

One is to run away, and the other is to defend. Together, Ling Changqing's safety factor can be significantly improved when working on the seabed. As long as he does not encounter a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training or an ambush by a second-level monster, he can basically guarantee to escape unscathed.

If he could exchange all those magical powers and spells in the future, and with the help of the Era Star Palace, he should be able to master them quickly, which would significantly improve Ling Changqing's combat ability.

"It's a pity that I don't have enough spirit stones. Otherwise, if I could practice in seclusion here for another three or four months, I would be able to break through to the fourth level of Qi training..."

Ling Changqing sighed. The Xuanyin Blood Yuan Pill cost spirit stones, and renting this courtyard also cost spirit stones. For a low-level cultivator with no background, such a burden was too heavy.

Normally, it is impossible for a cultivator who has only reached the fourth or fifth level of Qi training to earn so many spirit stones in three years, with high interest, while also ensuring his daily training expenses.

Ling Changqing had the support of the Era Star Palace, so it was much easier for him to earn spirit stones than those low-level casual cultivators, but he could not reveal his secret cards. Therefore, when Ling Yunfeng suggested that he choose the loan of 10,000 spirit stones, Ling Changqing directly refused.

Originally, Ling Zifeng just felt that this young man had some luck and talent, and he also liked him, so he was willing to give him some benefits and help him out.

However, if Ling Changqing fails in the future and cannot repay the loan, it is hard to say what the consequences will be.

Even with the influence of the mysterious nobleman of the Era Star Palace, it is unlikely to change Ling Changqing's fate of becoming a slave.

So from Ling Changqing's point of view, for now he can only choose to stay alive and focus on stability, even if the speed of improving his cultivation will be slower for the time being.

"…Is the young master leaving?"

When returning the jade token, the cute maid in a light red dress looked at the handsome young man in blue shirt in front of her, with a hint of reluctance in her clear big eyes.

Ling Changqing smiled and said, "Yes, after all, I owe the family so many spiritual stones, I have to go back to work quickly."

"Then... will you come again in the future?"

The maid put away the jade token and couldn't help but ask one more question.

Ling Changqing said: "Of course, when I have accumulated enough spirit stones, I will come back to continue practicing."

The maid smiled. This young man looked like a good guy with a good personality. Maybe we can meet again in the future...right?

After bidding farewell to the maid, Ling Changqing walked out of the main entrance of the bank and came to the bustling street outside.

The street, which is twelve meters wide, is paved with a whole piece of Qinggang rock. It is as smooth as a whetstone, and is bustling with traffic.

"It's a pity that there is not even a grain of spiritual sand left on my body. How can I get back to the sea now?"

Ling Changqing touched his empty pockets and couldn't help feeling a little troubled.

Cultivators in the early stages of Qi training cannot fly in the air, and without the help of flying instruments, it is difficult for them to go out to sea.

Of course, the family has large public flying instruments and ships, but they are not free. If you want to ride on them, you have to spend spiritual sand.

"Master, please stay."

A crisp voice sounded in my ears.

Ling Changqing looked back and found that it was the maid who was in charge of the courtyard who had chased out.

"What else do you want, girl?"

Ling Changqing stopped and asked gently.

The girl walked up to him, staring at her toes, and said softly, "My lord, you don't have much money now, so it might be inconvenient for you to travel, so..."

She lowered her head and took out a small embroidered purse from her bosom and handed it over silently.

"..."

Ling Changqing was silent for a few breaths before he gently took the purse. With a cultivator's keen perception, he could tell there were ten grains of spiritual sand in the purse.

"The girl has a heart,"

Ling Changqing whispered: "By the way, I don't know the girl's name yet, can you tell me?"

"Song Xuelan,"

The maid blushed and answered softly, "I should go back to work, or the steward will punish me."

After saying this, without waiting for Ling Changqing to say anything else, she walked back to the white jade steps with light steps, and her graceful figure disappeared into the depths of the gate.

Ling Changqing, who stayed where he was, let out a light breath and couldn't help but clench the purse in his hand.

Ten pieces of spiritual sand are not a lot, but for a stranger who meets by chance, being willing to lend a helping hand is already quite rare.

Song Xuelan... Ling Changqing silently memorized the name in his heart and turned away.

One day later.

On the front deck of the ship, Ling Zifeng's originally tense face suddenly showed a hint of smile when he saw the young man in blue shirt walking out of the flying boat:

"You're back? You've been in seclusion for a month, and it looks like you've made a lot of progress!"

"I still have to thank the deacon for his cultivation!"

Ling Changqing said humbly that no matter what the considerations were, the help the other party gave him was real.

Ling Zifeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Do you plan to take a break for two days, or continue to work in the sea?"

Now the collection of the Jade Crystal Winter Pearls has come to an end, but the Ling family's top brass has issued new resource collection orders, so Ling Zifeng has no time to rest for a moment.

"Get to work!"

Ling Changqing said, "Please lend me that magic weapon temporarily, Master Steward. It would be great if I had a storage bag, so that I can bring more things back each time."

There is no need to rest. I have just owed such a huge amount of resources. I have to quickly earn spirit stones to prepare for future repayment. Otherwise, I may lose my freedom and become a slave.

Ling Zifeng smiled and said, "That's not a problem. As long as you perform well enough in the future, it won't hurt to give you this magic weapon forever."

As he spoke, he took out the mid-grade magical dagger and an empty storage bag and handed them all to Ling Changqing.

(End of this chapter)