Today, a rumor was circulating in the Ling Clan.
The sister of the current Clan Leader, the pearl of the Ling Clan, Ling Tian Xiang, fell in love with a collateral descendant named Ling Xian and vowed to marry no one but him.
In the beginning, it was only a small circle of people. Many people's first reaction was disbelief. What? The number one goddess of the City of Qing fell in love with the number one loser of the Ling Clan? How could two people who had nothing to do with each other develop feelings for each other? It was purely making something out of nothing, a fantasy story!
However, in the next two hours, the rumor spread more and more widely and became more and more real. There were even people who saw with their own eyes that the young miss of the Ling Family had a lustful expression on her face and a man's robe draped over her body. Thinking back to the rumor that named her, most of the people in the Ling Family believed it.
Ling Xian was relatively famous among the collateral descendants. Because he was born unable to practice Taoism, he was the target of everyone's ridicule. Therefore, many descendants of the Ling Clan who were secretly in love with Lady Ling were dumbfounded when they heard this news. They silently swore that they would find that useless Ling Xian and teach him a lesson.
Actually, Ling Tian Xiang's original words were: Find someone named Ling Xian, he is very talented, you must find him for me. As a result, the meaning of this sentence was interpreted in seven or eight different versions. In the end, everyone naturally believed the most nonsensical and melodramatic version.
When the rumor reached Ling Tian Xiang's ears, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was 70% angry, 30% shy.
At this moment, she was sitting in her room, her hands gently stroking the white robe. Her mind was filled with the memory of Ling Xian holding the Qing Feng Sword. Her pretty face revealed a smile that could topple all living things.
"Miss, we found Ling Xian's information," the servant Bi He said softly.
Ling Tian Xiang recovered and took the information. She carefully read it and frowned. "Bi He, are you sure you found the right person? Why is he born unable to practice Taoism?"
"Miss, I am sure I found the right person. In the entire Ling Clan, he is the only one named Ling Xian," Bi He answered.
A person born unable to practice Taoism can open the Inner Eyes?
Ling Tian Xiang chuckled. It seemed like the entire Ling Clan was fooled by this young man. No wonder he was afraid of her revealing the fact that he had the Inner Eyes. He was used to keeping a low profile and didn't want people to know he was a genius.
Now that she thought about it, he should call her aunt.
Ling Tian Xiang rested her chin on her hand, lost in her thoughts.
"Young Miss …" Bi He wanted to say something, but stopped when she saw Mo Tiange's expression, which was obviously that of a little girl who had fallen in love.
"If you have something to say, then say it. Don't hesitate." Ling Tian Xiang frowned.
"Miss, although the Ling Family does not forbid internal marriage, as long as it is not a direct relative, but aunt and niece … no matter how thin their bloodline is, it is not allowed." Bi He voiced out her worries.
"That is not something you should worry about." Ling Tian Xiang was inexplicably annoyed. She waved her hand and signaled Bi He to leave.
Gazing at the blooming peach blossoms outside the window, the beauty sighed softly. Anyone could hear the complicated emotions in her voice.
Xian Xian Ling sighed.
As the protagonist of the rumor, he was sitting cross-legged in a secluded cave at this moment. He held his breath in concentration, and his mind was clear of all distracting thoughts. He was like an old monk in meditation as he absorbed the spiritual energy of the world.
The side effects of using the Eyes of Execution had arrived. Ling Xian's cultivation level had dropped back to the third level. His entire body was extremely weak. Even moving a finger was difficult.
However, the benefits of this battle were obvious. First, he was able to confirm the power of the Eyes of Execution. Second, he realized where he was lacking. His cultivation level was low, he had no Taoist techniques, and he had no spells. It was only the power of the Inner Eyes that allowed him to kill the two brothers.
Therefore, Ling Xian's next plan was to quickly increase his cultivation level, find a few techniques to cultivate, and train his battle experience. This way, he wouldn't be overly reliant on the Inner Eyes. After all, he didn't plan on using the Eyes of Execution in front of others. To him, that was far too dangerous.
Once people knew he had the Inner Eyes, and it was the fourth strongest Inner Eyes, not only the City of Qing, but the entire Qin Dynasty would fall into a frenzy because of him. The good side was that many powerhouses would kneel down and beg to take him as their apprentice. He would have access to an unlimited amount of resources and become the Heaven's Favorite of the Qin Dynasty.
But on the other hand, there was also the bad side. Ling Xian had heard more than once that some cultivators who specialized in the Inner Eyes could dig out someone's Inner Eyes and implant it into their own body. Or they could even implant it into a descendant they loved. After all, even a non-combative Inner Eye was coveted by all cultivators, let alone the Eyes of Execution.
Therefore, he didn't dare to take the risk.
After a long time, Ling Xian opened his eyes. A ray of light flashed and disappeared.
"Phew, I finally recovered some of my spiritual energy. Next, it's time to check out my spoils." The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. He took out the two brothers' storage pouches and prepared to collect his spoils.
Storage pouches were the most basic tools in the Taoism community. They were cheap to make and almost everyone had one. However, the space inside was very small. Once the owner dies, the inhibition spell on the storage pouch will automatically disappear. This saved Ling Xian a lot of trouble.
He first broke open the short man's storage pouch and found that other than a few spiritual stones and a few bottles of low-quality Freezing Dans, there was nothing else of value.
"So poor. I hope the tall man's storage pouch will surprise me." Ling Xian was a little disappointed. He opened the other storage pouch and his eyes brightened.
The storage pouch was five cubic meters of space. Inside, there were about five to six hundred spiritual stones that were emitting dense spiritual energy. Other than that, there was a flaming red fan. The handle of the fan was black, and the words "Fan of Flame" were engraved on it. The surface of the fan was embroidered with large flames. It looked ancient and mysterious.
A treasure!
A battle technique that only foundational cultivators could use.
"This is good stuff. I didn't think I could own a treasure while I was still in the meditational level." Ling Xian's expression brightened. He carefully examined the fan in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
In the entire cultivation world, magic treasures were the only means of attack that were comparable to divine abilities, and were loved by all cultivators. A powerful magic treasure that was suitable for oneself was the lifelong dream of every cultivator. Ling Xian was no exception. Before he began his cultivation journey, he envied those who could control treasures and summon the wind and rain.
"Too bad I can't use the Fan of Flame right now. I wonder how powerful it is." Ling Xian felt a tinge of regret as he continued to look through the tall man's storage pouch. Among the pile of spiritual stones, he found a palm-sized fragment. The material of the fragment was very special. It looked like gold, but not gold, like iron, but not iron. It looked like the fragment of an ordinary magical weapon, but it was emitting six different colors of light. It was surrounded by a desolate and mysterious atmosphere.
"Hmm? This atmosphere … "Liao Cang Qiong's silhouette appeared. He stared at the fragment in Ling Xian's hand and paused. Then, as if remembering something, he exclaimed," It's a fragment of the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations. You sure are lucky. "
"Master, you're awake?" Ling Xian exclaimed.
"I've recovered a little. I don't need to sleep anymore." Liao Cang Qiong grinned. "You, on the other hand, acquired a fragment of the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations. You sure are lucky."
"A fragment of the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations? Is this it? "Ling Xian looked at the six-colored fragment in his hand.
"Yes. Even though it's only a fragment, if you can collect all the fragments, you can recreate the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations. It is a powerful treasure that is closely related to one of the strongest laws in the world, the Wheel of Reincarnation. You must treasure it well." Liao Cang Qiong's expression was serious.
"How many fragments are there in total?" Ling Xian yearned for the Wheel of Reincarnation. If he could get his hands on it, then who in the world would be his opponent?
"According to ancient records, in the ancient times, the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations was broken. As for how many fragments it broke into, there were no detailed records. I estimate it to be no more than 100. Because nobody has ever broken the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations into more than 100 fragments." Liao Cang Qiong uttered a number that made him speechless.
"100 …" Ling Xian bitterly chuckled.
"Don't be discouraged. Once you become an immortal, the Immortal Cultivation World will be nothing more than your backyard. Plus, even though the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations was broken, it still has a trace of spirituality. If they are not far apart, the fragments will sense each other. "Liao Cang Qiong consoled.
"If that's the case, then there is still a chance." Ling Xian's heart was filled with hope.
"To be able to obtain a fragment proves that you are destined for it. Back then, I had the thought of collecting the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations. Sadly, I was not as lucky as you. Even after I became an Alchemy Grandmaster, I did not obtain a single fragment." Liao Cang Qiong exclaimed.
"Master … this fragment doesn't actually belong to me. It belongs to a nomadic cultivator. He wanted to kill me, but I killed him instead. Then, I obtained his storage pouch and found this fragment." Ling Xian rubbed his nose and smiled.
Liao Cang Qiong was startled, then laughed out loud. "No wonder I felt a trace of blood on you. Don't mind it. The Taoism community is ruled by the law of the jungle. Even though he obtained a fragment of the Wheel of the Six Reincarnations, he did not have the ability to protect it. You obtained it. That is your destiny."
"It doesn't matter if you stole it, stole it, or picked it up on the street. If it's in your hands, then it's yours. If it's taken away by someone else, then blame yourself for being useless or blame the cruel rules of this world. The former will motivate you to work hard and train hard. The latter will make you stop improving and waste your life. "
Ling Xian's heart skipped a beat. After a long silence, he said in a serious tone, "Yes, Master. I have learned my lesson."
Liao Cang Qiong looked at him happily and smiled mysteriously. "Last time, I went into hibernation in a hurry and forgot to give you a gift. Now, I will make it up to you. There are three gifts in total. Every single one of them is a treasure that would make countless cultivators go crazy."
"Three gifts?"
Ling Xian was full of anticipation. The legendary gifts from the Immortal of Liao Cang Qiong would at least be rare treasures.
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