Chapter 306 The Eve of the War

Soon, two spiritual lights descended on Qingyun Mountain one after another. Under the huge spiritual tree, they saw Changqing Zhenren who had been waiting there for a long time.

"How is it?" Changqing Zhenren asked as soon as they met.

Lin Chen slowly paced on the land emitting a faint spiritual light, and said bluntly: "We are ready. Next, we should welcome the decisive battle."

Hearing this, Changqing Zhenren was stunned at first, then he breathed a long sigh of relief, but then he fell silent without saying a word.

The decisive battle sounded easy, but who knows how many of them can survive the battle tomorrow.

However, he was silent for a short time, and handed Lin Chen two things, an ancient storage ring, and a dark, restrained seed.

"Hmm? This is..." Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and took the two things. After carefully checking them, a look of surprise appeared on his face, "This..."

He saw all the secret techniques of Qingyun Sect, breakthrough experience, records of predecessors, sect classics, and alchemy formation diagrams from the storage ring...

In addition, there are a large number of third-level spiritual objects, the annotations and understandings of the various realms of the golden elixir by the ancestors of all generations, and some descriptions of the characteristics of high-level cultivators!

In the world of cultivating immortals, the technique is the fundamental inheritance of a force, and the key to whether a cultivator can reach a higher realm. To put it bluntly, if your own technique falls into the hands of outsiders, they may even find a way to target you.

Therefore, the technique is very important.

And the things in Lin Chen's hand can be said to be the fundamental inheritance of Qingyun Sect. Any holder can use it to open another lineage outside.

What Changqing Zhenren did is similar to the meaning of entrusting an orphan.

But he felt that the other party was more likely to pass these on to Zhang Zhiming or Zhang Mengyao, because they were the true descendants of Qingyun Sect, and he and Zhang Hao only came later.

But he didn't expect that Changqing Zhenren would actually give this thing to him.

Changqing Zhenren seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, shook his head and said: "Mengyao is a sword cultivator, she would rather die than surrender, and I can't persuade her to leave the battlefield. As for Zhiming..."

He relayed the conversation just now and his meaning to Lin Chen.

After listening, Lin Chen couldn't help but be silent. He didn't expect that his own excellence would actually cause trouble to others. After all, when doing things, he wouldn't think so much.

But at this time, there is no point in saying these.

Lin Chen thought about it and still reached out to take the two things.

"This seed is from the founder of the Qingyun Sect in the past, which is also the seed of the huge spiritual tree on Qingyun Mountain today. If you cultivate it, you can grow spiritual plants with various magical effects, such as the Undying Technique, How, and the Holy Wood Mandui... It is also the fundamental tradition of the sect. Use it well." Changqing Zhenren instructed.

"I will." Lin Chen nodded seriously.

"That's good." Changqing Zhenren smiled, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, I've said everything I want to say. Do whatever you want to do. Tomorrow will be hard."

Hearing this, the people in the field couldn't help but fall silent. Finally, they looked at each other, nodded, and left.

That night, the stars became a sea, turning into a Milky Way that cut through the sky, sinking the faintly visible crescent moon into it, with an indescribable tranquility and vastness.

Lin Chen flew out of Qingyun Mountain, watching the crowds below, some practicing hard, some taking the opportunity to reunite, and some noisy and chaotic, constantly flying to their own caves.

For him, resting or not is not very important, but he must adjust his state.

After all, at dawn, he will make a high-altitude turn and fall of the Tianyue Mountain, thereby creating the Earth-shattering Star to destroy the undead disaster, and this process is very dangerous. If you are not careful, everything will be gone.

Although he can also use the instant thousand-mile talisman to escape before the destruction, Changqing Zhenren treats him well. Since it does not involve his own safety, why not help more.

And he thinks that in this war, even if Qingyun Sect fights one against two, it will not necessarily lose, after all, there has never been any news of a failed breakthrough from Qingyang Zhenren.

Although the Yuanying Avenue has always been an unattainable realm for Lingnan cultivators, Qingyang Zhenren has the existence of the inheritance of the God of Transformation, and has various opportunities. He can also suppress the Taiyin Old Demon who has the embryonic form of the Dao Domain. He is definitely not an easy person to deal with. Success and failure are really two different things.

Just as Lin Chen's thoughts kept turning, he landed on a sacred mountain and was about to return to the cave, but he seemed to sense something and turned his head to look to the side: "Hmm? Senior sister?"

At this moment, under the cover of the starry sky, Xu Mengyun appeared on the path at the corner of the mountain, walking slowly towards the blowing evening breeze.

During the great migration, all the foundation-building cultivators of Qingyun Sect had already withdrawn to the mountain gate and were assigned corresponding defense tasks.

And Xu Mengyun was intentionally influenced by Lin Chen and was arranged to a relatively inconspicuous position in the back.

Although it seems safe, once the war breaks out, life and death are unpredictable. However, Lin Chen feels that being able to do this is also due to their previous friendship. After all, there is no absolutely safe place.

"Senior sister, don't you want to take a rest? The war will start tomorrow." Lin Chen's eyes moved, and his face said seriously, "Now there are many elders who are adjusting their status to cope with the next war."

Hearing this, Xu Mengyun smiled on her beautiful face: "We have been preparing for so long, so we don't need to rest for a night. And if we don't survive tomorrow, we will sleep forever after death, so why should we sleep for a long time before we die?"

Lin Chen was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing and said: "Senior sister is really open-minded."

"This is not open-minded." Xu Mengyun shook her head, walked to Lin Chen, and asked him to sit together on the grass slope sloping down beside the road, "but I feel that fighting, killing, and death are just things that we mortals must go through. Although I am afraid, I can accept it. After all, mortals will die one day."

"Senior sister, we are cultivators." Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and reminded.

"What's the difference?" Xu Mengyun smiled. "Mortals spend their lives busy for money and profit. We cultivators also fight to the death for spiritual objects, and finally die in an unknown corner. After living this life, what's the difference between us and mortals?"

"You also saw that this war that swept the entire Lingnan cultivation world caused the deaths of tens of millions of people. But the reason was not to compete for cultivation resources. In essence, what's the difference between this and mortals competing for interests?" Xu Mengyun showed a hint of sarcasm on her face.

"We keep saying that we are immortals, but have we ever been less involved in the struggles of pride, interests, and life and death? And how are these different from the struggles for power and gain among mortals?"

"So in essence, we are just mortals with a little power. We may die sooner or later, but compared to the billions of years of heaven and earth, what does it matter?"

"How can the desire of the short-lived race to seize the day be worthy of the eternal soul of the immortal? So in essence, we are just mortals, and since we are mortals, we must die one day. Even if I am unwilling, I can accept death. "

"Why fight on the horns of a snail? I will die in the flash of a stone." Lin Chen said softly, and then he couldn't help but sigh, "If Senior Sister was in my hometown, if she had the opportunity to take off, she might be a philosopher who will go down in history."

"Philosopher?"

"Hehe, that's the compliment people in our hometown give to people who think a lot."

"It doesn't sound like a good word."

"It's really hard to say..."

"But then again, Junior Brother, what about you? What do you think?" At this time, Xu Mengyun turned her beautiful eyes and looked at Lin Chen.

"Oh? Are you talking about this cultivator, the world, or the human world?" Lin Chen was stunned and asked back.

"...both."

"This..." Lin Chen thought for a moment and replied, "I think it should be interesting."

"Interesting?"

"Yes." Lin Chen smiled, "I think this world is interesting enough. The struggles between people, the wonderful things hidden all over the world, and the unknown tomorrow, they always make me have an almost endless desire to explore."

"And when your heart is big, the world will be small, so you won't sink into the shabby calculations in the world..."

"It's really an unexpected, but expected answer..."

In this way, the two chatted casually, and time passed slowly.

On the eve of the war, some people chose to practice hard and never miss a chance to become stronger, some were busy uniting others to fight for the chance to survive, and some chose to relax themselves and spend this long night with the people they care about, not knowing whether it is the last one.

And no matter how many stories there are, dawn will eventually come.

The dark blue dawn appeared on the horizon, and the grass and trees in early spring were more lush in the morning breeze. The mountain breeze blew across the hillside, bringing a wisp of the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Lin Chen and Xu Mengyun stood on the hillside, looking at the distant sky. In the night that was about to disappear, a light point that was not very dazzling but constantly emitting a faint light was slowly rising.

That was the star of hope, but also the star of death.