Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

"It's been three hours. Will Fellow Daoist Li be okay?"

On the Qingyun, Qingyunzi said with a worried look.

Li Changsheng and the Baili turtle fought. To avoid affecting the Qingyun, Ye Ruxuan drove the Qingyun back tens of thousands of miles.

At first, they could still hear the sound of fighting, but now they don't know anything.

Ye Ruxuan stared at the sea in the distance and said confidently: "Don't worry, even if my husband doesn't use his magic power, the turtle monster won't get any benefits."

The demon turtle relies on the magic weapon that makes people lose their magic power temporarily, but it is impossible to use it all the time.

"My husband is back!"

Qingyunzi frowned, he didn't sense it.

After a few breaths, a golden light appeared in their sight. Not long after, the golden light came in front of them. It was Li Changsheng.

"My husband, are you okay!"

Ye Ruxuan hurried forward.

"Fellow Daoist Li, where is the demon turtle?"

Qingyunzi asked curiously.

"It escaped, I couldn't keep it!"

Li Changsheng's tone was a little regretful.

If he could kill the white turtle, the turtle shell could be refined into a powerful defensive magic weapon.

But the white turtle escaped into the deep sea, and the strange conch shell affected his magic power from time to time, so he had no way to do it.

According to his estimation, to kill the white turtle, at least three combined bodies are needed, and there must be a way to restrict its escape.

But he didn't dare to leave the treasure ship too far, in case he attracted other seventh-level monsters, the risk would be too high.

Li Changsheng gave a brief explanation to the cultivators on the ship, and the Qingyun continued on its way.

The passengers on the ship didn't have any emotions. It was normal to encounter monster attacks in uninhabited seas, and everyone was mentally prepared.

...

Thirty years later.

Tianfeng Market, there was a tide of people.

A dozen cultivators were chatting outside the market in groups of three or two. Looking at their cultivation, they ranged from foundation building to golden elixir.

Most of these people are independent cultivators. Because of their low cultivation level, they can only work as guides in the market.

This kind of people exists in almost all major market towns. Their job is to introduce the market situation to some foreign cultivators.

However, knowing the situation of the market town you are in is only the most basic.

An excellent guide must also understand the major events in the world of immortal cultivation, from historical events to gossip. If you don't know everything, you must at least know a little bit.

Although the spiritual world is large, there are always a few powerful people who are high above, and cultivators below the level of refining emptiness are the mainstream.

"Hey, why don't I see Huang Jun?"

"He probably won't come!"

"What's going on? Is he not doing this anymore?"

"You don't know yet, ten years ago, Huang Jun received a blind cultivator, who turned out to be a great master of the Refining Void Stage, who directly rewarded him with a portion of Nascent Soul Water."

"He had already broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage five years ago. I heard that the great master of the Refining Void Stage recommended him to join a family as a servant, and his Taoist partner and children were taken away."

An old man with a round face and small eyes sighed, his eyes full of regret.

"Hahaha, Old Man Liu, you are really strange. If I remember correctly, when Huang Jun first came, you were the one who brought him here. How come you also have a blind eye?"

A companion next to him couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Who said it wasn't? Back then, I gave him a lot of secret information."

"This incident also taught me a lesson, don't judge people by appearance."

"Okay, stop talking, come to work, I only want tattered clothes today, no one can snatch them from me."

A group of guides stood up quickly, looking forward to it.

Not only them, but also the monks who were entering the market stopped and looked up at the sky.

A red light gradually grew bigger in everyone's eyes, and a moment later, a dragon boat over a thousand feet long appeared, covered by a red light curtain.

Soon, the dragon boat stopped over an open area a hundred miles away from the market.

"Qingyun, which force's cross-spiritual treasure ship is this?"

Everyone was puzzled, they all saw this cross-spiritual treasure ship for the first time.

As the red light curtain dissipated, the appearance of the dragon boat was fully displayed in front of everyone.

The pavilions and towers were stacked, the corridors and painted buildings intersected, simple and elegant, and filled with a majestic atmosphere.

"Hey, it's Fairy Li and her husband."

Someone saw Li Yunduo and Mo Yu on the deck. After all, they were the shopkeepers of Qingyun Pavilion in Tianfeng Market, and many people had seen them.

"Could it be that this treasure ship belongs to the Li family? Has the Li family been able to build a cross-spiritual treasure ship?"

The crowd was talking.

The Endless Sea and Tianyuan Continent are tens of trillions of miles apart. Except for some major forces, it is difficult for low-level cultivators to know the situation in the Endless Sea.

Amid the astonished eyes of the crowd, everyone walked down the deck and flew in all directions. Most people still came to the market.

A group of guides hurried over and began to actively look for their customers.

"Daoyou Li, Madam Li, see you again if we are lucky."

In a loft on the treasure ship, Qingyunzi was saying goodbye to Li Changsheng and his wife.

"The green mountains remain unchanged, the green waters flow forever, Daoyou, take care on your journey."

Li Changsheng clasped his fists to Qingyunzi.

The Qingyun set out from the Huojiao Market of the Zixiao Sect and took thirty-five years to reach the Tianfeng Market.

This was already considered fast. If you were unlucky and encountered some natural restrictions or an eighth-level monster, you might not arrive for hundreds of years, or even never arrive.

"Goodbye!"

After Qing Yunzi finished speaking, he flew directly to the southeast, and soon he could not see anyone.

"Madam, let's go see Senior Sister Murong, and then go to the Liu family!"

Li Changsheng put away the treasure ship and walked towards the market with his clansmen without any disguise.

Just as they approached the entrance of the market, Murong Yan'er came up with a group of disciples.

"Junior Brother Li, Junior Sister Ye, it's been a long time since we last met."

Murong Yan'er saw the changes in the two people now, and her expression was complicated.

She has been in the Tianfeng Market for many years, and she can only learn about the news of the Endless Sea when the sect treasure ship returns.

The outbreak of the racial war caused the suspension of the cross-spiritual treasure ship, resulting in a lot of news blocking.

The last time they met, they were only in the Refining Void Stage. Now not only have they both entered the fusion stage, but they are also well-known even in the Tianyuan Continent.

After cultivating immortals for so long, she once felt the feeling that things have changed.

"Senior Sister has made great progress, and she can be expected to become a great master in the future."

Ye Ruxuan said modestly.

Murong Yan'er has now broken through the middle stage of the fusion.

If they had not obtained opportunities one after another, with their cultivation speed, they would probably have only entered the initial stage of the fusion.

Murong Yan'er smiled awkwardly, her family knew her own business.

"Let's go, let's go in and talk!"

Murong Yan'er looked at the crowd around and immediately led the Li family into the city.

Soon, some news about the Li family was also spread by the cultivators who came from the Endless Sea.

For a time, the Li family members in the market became the objects of friendship for major forces, and the business of the Li family's shop also became hot.