kvmb Chapter 210 Even the Heavenly Dao Elder can't be idle; let's all pool our wisdom and effor
Chapter 210 Even the Heavenly Dao Elder can't be idle; let's all pool our wisdom and effor
Zhong Lingxin took the map and examined it closely.
The map shows the detailed information and location of the old monsters on Dragon Island. Based on the blank spaces left by these old monsters out of mutual fear and tacit agreement, a winding escape route leads all the way to the deep sea.
She looked up at Long Xingkong.
Long Xingkong said with a wry smile, "Don't be fooled by how easy it is for you to get on the island. Getting off is a different story. Unless your spiritual root is really bad, you can't use the teleportation array. Someone like Junior Sister Zhong, who is already at the Nascent Soul stage in her fifties, will definitely be caught and brought back. And Xinglan, as soon as she gets on the teleportation array, she will reveal that she has a single water spiritual root, so she can't use it either."
Zhong Lingxin nodded. Long Xingkong had indeed gone to great lengths to help his son escape.
After accepting the map, Zhong Lingxin asked Long Xingkong, "Right now, which old monsters are attacking the Long family's protective formation?"
Long Xingkong smiled wryly. After talking for so long, Junior Sister Zhong hadn't listened to a word he said; she was still thinking about saving the Long family.
No, I listened to what they said, and at least I looked at the map carefully.
Well, what's done is done, he can only do his best and leave the rest to fate.
Long Xingkong conjured the location of the Long family's main residence, the crumbling defensive array, and information about the various cultivators attacking the Long family: "The Long family's main residence was built according to an array, coupled with a clan-protecting array. It shouldn't have been so easy to breach, but it's always hard to guard against traitors within the family. The Yi family, through Long Lao Er, figured out the Long family's array long ago and destroyed it. Only the clan-protecting array remains, and it's already broken into a spider web. It can only hold for another six months at most before it breaks."
At the main gate of the Long family mansion stand two old monsters from the Yi family, the brothers Yi Shengtian and Yi Shengze, along with three Mahayana cultivators from the Yi family.
To the east lies the Feng family, led by two old monsters, Feng Congyun and Feng Congyu, along with three Mahayana practitioners.
At the back door were two old monsters, Hai Wugui and Hai Wusheng, from the Hai family, accompanied by three Mahayana cultivators.
To the west, the eight major families were stirring up trouble, not actually fighting, but waiting to reap the benefits.
Zhong Lingxin had a headache. Any one of these old monsters could crush her with a flick of their finger. There was no way she could rescue the Long family from them.
After thinking for a moment, he asked Long Xingkong, "Who else is in charge of the Yi, Feng, and Hai families? How far are they from here? How long would it take by flying boat? Do you know the way?"
Long Xingkong's eyes lit up, and he understood what Zhong Lingxin meant.
But soon, his eyes dimmed again.
This matter sounds easy, but it's not something that Junior Sister Zhong, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, could accomplish.
Zhong Lingxin smiled. She had the Illusion-Trapping Array left by her master. Now, she was confident that she could trap and kill cultivators below the Mahayana stage. At the very least, she could break the array with the array and destroy the protective arrays of these families.
Seeing Zhong Lingxin smiling silently, Long Xingkong thought that since there was no other way, he might as well accompany Junior Sister Zhong on the trip. It just so happened that he had paid attention to the cultivators in the South China Sea and knew a little about the major families.
He pondered for a moment, then took out a jade slip and pressed it to his forehead. After a while, he handed it to Zhong Lingxin: "This is the information I know about all the major families in the South China Sea. Of course, this information may not be accurate, and Junior Sister Zhong can only use it as a reference."
Zhong Lingxin probed inside with her divine sense and frowned.
Sure enough, none of these powerful families were easy to deal with.
The Yi, Feng, and Hai families are openly known as two Transcending Tribulation old monsters, but Long Xingkong's information suggests that there are likely at least one or two Transcending Tribulation old monsters hidden among them.
Zhong Lingxin smiled and said, "Do you think these old monsters would come out if spirit ore or ninth-grade spirit herbs were found in the sea?"
Long Xingkong's eyes lit up again.
This is a good idea.
Excellent!
However, he didn't know where to find spirit mines or ninth-grade spirit herbs.
Zhong Lingxin rolled her eyes. He didn't have it, but the Immortal Spirit Heavenly Dao did.
Why is it that she's working herself to the bone here while the immortals and the heavenly Dao are living a carefree life?
Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons go to war together.
Even the God of Heaven can't sit idly by; everyone needs to pool their wisdom and efforts.
The Celestial Dao snorted heavily in Zhong Ling's mind.
He knew that this woman wouldn't feel comfortable if she didn't give him something to do every day.
But this little thing was nothing to him.
It's just creating the illusion of a rare treasure being born; he can just show a few halos of light.
Just as Zhong Lingxin was talking to Long Xingkong about going to visit the islands of the three super families.
Long Xinglan returned carrying seafood of all sizes, along with a piece of news: in the far east, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and divine light flickered faintly.
Long Xingkong was stunned for a moment.
This, this, this...
Did he think too much?
Ignoring Long Xingkong's furious expression, Zhong Lingxin said softly, "Alright, let's prepare some necessities and get ready to go."
Turning her head, Zhong Lingxin said to Long Xinglan, who was helping her mother prepare the ingredients, "Disciple, your father and I are going out for a while. Stay home and take care of your mother. Don't cultivate for the time being, and don't go out. Wait for us to come back."
Nan Haiyun listened silently to her husband and Zhong Lingxin's conversation, becoming increasingly alarmed. When she heard Zhong Lingxin instructing her son, she couldn't help but nod repeatedly.
She and her son will definitely stay home and take good care of things.
After thinking for a moment, she turned to look at Long Xingkong and said softly, "You all need to be careful too, and protect Master!"
The pleading look in her eyes made Zhong Lingxin feel a little ashamed.
She's such a good woman.
She's much better than her.
She's dragging her man on an adventure!
The mere thought of adventure made her spiritual energy surge.
Since arriving in the South China Sea, she has felt so stifled and desperately needs to stretch her muscles and get some exercise.
The next day, Long Xingkong brought Zhong Lingxin along, both dressed in the attire of local fishermen.
Long Xingkong transformed into a middle-aged fisherman, his face blackened by the sea wind, a storage bag hanging from his waist, and walked ahead.
Zhong Lingxin, dressed as a fisherwoman, followed behind Long Xingkong.
The two followed the winding route marked by Long Xingkong toward the beach.
Upon reaching the beach, Long Xingkong took out a dilapidated little fishing boat from his storage bag, placed it in the sea, and called to Zhong Lingxin to each pick up a paddle and gently paddle in the water.
The small fishing boat glided gracefully out to sea.
Around the small fishing boat, fishing boats of all sizes occasionally pass by, all of them residents of Long Island who make a living from the sea.
No matter what happens to the Long family, these small fishermen still have to make a living.
The small fishing boat, with its dragon-like wings, rowed forward with all its might, and after half a day, it was far ahead of all the other fishing boats.
Long Xingkong would occasionally tap the oar lightly in the seawater, turning the bow of the small fishing boat and carefully moving it forward along the winding curves he had drawn.
As the sun set, the sea calmed down, and there were no more small fishing boats around. Only the shimmering sea reflected Long Xingkong and Zhong Lingxin's lone small fishing boat, which swirled on the water and drifted with the current.
At first glance, it was a broken little fishing boat with two fishermen struggling to row.