My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Way Too Steady - Chapter 445

Chapter 444 Iron-Blooded Peak! Thanks to [糸儿沵] for the character summon!

Ling Chenye hesitated slightly.

If it were an ordinary disciple, they would definitely stop them; there’s no doubt about that.

Unfortunately, the other party was not only a core disciple, but also came from Qingmu Peak.

As everyone knows, there are three types of people in the Immortal Sect, especially on Immortal Peak, who are the most dangerous to offend.

One type is the weapon refiner.

One type is alchemists.

One type is the farmer.

These people are exceptionally united; offending one is tantamount to offending the whole group, so they are not to be trifled with.

To join Qingmu Peak, one must possess a wood spirit root.

In other words, the person in front of you is most likely a lingo.

Moreover, he was not an ordinary spirit farmer, but a spirit farmer with the identity of a “spirit cultivator”.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Xu Changqing cupped his hands and said, “I came here to see Senior Brother Chu Qiu. I would be grateful if Fellow Daoist Ling could make an exception for me.”

Ling Chenye frowned slightly upon hearing this: “According to the rules, those who are not invited are not allowed to enter Ironblood Peak.”

Xu Changqing said “Oh” and was already preparing to leave.

Although I really wanted to see Chu Qiu and ask about what happened back then, there was nothing I could do since I couldn’t get in.

The next second, Ling Chenye changed the subject: “But rules are rules, people are flexible. I know Chu Qiu too, so you can go in.”

Xu Changqing’s lips twitched several times: “You’re really quick-witted and versatile.”

Ling Chenye smiled knowingly, then his body swayed and vanished into thin air like a gentle breeze.

Finding the other party so interesting, Xu Changqing made a note of him, and then rode the Shattered Moon Frost to quickly approach Ironblood Peak.

As he got closer, he sensed that the spiritual energy here was different from other places.

The golden spiritual energy is like a fine needle, and there is a stinging sensation when it is absorbed.

The fire elemental energy was like a raging inferno, and it was very volatile when being absorbed.

The water elemental energy is like ice silk; absorbing it feels like being corroded to the bone.

Earth elemental energy is like sediment, making it extremely difficult to absorb.

Even the gentlest wood elemental energy couldn’t be absorbed smoothly at Ironblood Peak; instead, it caused a slight feeling of poisoning.

The environment here is extremely harsh; most people simply cannot stay here.

Not long after, Xu Changqing parked Suiyue Liushuang in an open space.

This place is well-connected, allowing you to travel in any direction or region.

Since he didn’t know Chu Qiu’s exact location, he took out the other party’s communication talisman.

Time ticked by, but the other side didn’t react at all.

If it is damaged, the spiritual energy cannot be activated.

If it can be activated, there are only two possibilities.

Either Chu Qiu is busy, or his injuries are very serious.

At this moment, Ling Chenye’s voice rang in his ears: “Chu Qiu and Qiu Hong are the only two survivors of Dongting Lake, and they are currently recovering from their injuries in Hanyuan Ravine.”

Keep walking to the left, and you’ll see an entrance.

Xu Changqing cupped his hands in thanks to the source of the voice: “Thank you.”

Then, following the direction indicated by the other party, he quickly sped away and soon disappeared into the distance.

On the other side, Ling Chenye looked suspicious: “Strange, I used the wind to transmit my voice, how did he detect my exact location so quickly?”

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Not long after, Xu Changqing saw an entrance.

On the shadiest spot on the north side of Ironblood Peak, there is a crack that looks like it was cleaved by a giant axe.

The surrounding area and interior are covered with ice that has remained frozen for thousands of years. The dark blue rocks exposed beneath the ice shell are as hard as iron from the cold.

A waterfall of ice hangs at the mouth of the ravine. As the water falls, it freezes into translucent ice crystals in mid-air. When it crashes into the cold pool below, it splashes not water droplets, but tiny ice shards.

It’s so cold here that even breathing in the air makes your throat feel tight.

It harbors deep malice towards all spiritual roots except for water and ice spiritual roots.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing not only had perfected the Five Elements, but had also reached the Golden Core stage, making him almost immune to this kind of damage and unaffected in the slightest.

He walked deeper and deeper, and the cold air became stronger. The surrounding ice shell gradually thickened, forming natural ice pillars and ice curtains, which refracted a cold, blue light when the sunlight pierced through.

The internal passage is bisected by an icy stream.

When the stream flows, it makes not the usual sound of water, but a crisp “click” sound.

Xu Changqing walked to the left and continued deeper into the icy stream.

Along the way, you can frequently encounter disciples of Ironblood Peak.

Each one of them has either a water elemental root or an ice elemental root.

They were all surprised to see him dressed as a farmer.

Occasionally, someone would stop them and question them, appearing very wary.

However, since they were all disciples of the Immortal Peak, and Xu Changqing could indeed use the Spirit Cultivation Envoy’s token to prove his identity, no one made things difficult for him, and he passed through very smoothly.

“Excuse me, where is Chu Qiu?”

“The deepest part inside.”

Thank you!

After asking around, Xu Changqing finally found Chu Qiu lying in an ice coffin in the deepest part of the area, where there was no sunlight. Qiu Hong was also there.

They appeared to be frozen in ice.

To be honest, the two of them are in a pretty bad situation now.

The body is incomplete; it’s missing an arm or a leg.

Moreover, his body was covered in various wounds, such as abrasions, bruises, and irregular contusions and lacerations, which was enough to make one’s scalp tingle just looking at them.

Xu Changqing couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s good to be alive.”

Just then, a cold voice came from behind: “Who are you?”

Xu Changqing turned around and was stunned.

The newcomer was an absolutely beautiful female fairy, whose long, moon-white dress trailed on the ground.

The skirt has no elaborate patterns, only the neckline, cuffs and hem are embroidered with flowing water patterns in silver thread.

She has a classic oval face, a high nose bridge, and lips as pink as peach blossoms.

Phoenix eyes, with the outer corners slightly upturned.

Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, thin and long.

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Her long hair was as black as ink, tied into a high bun with a pure white jade hairpin, with three strands of silver hair hanging from the end of the hairpin.

It’s cold, very cold.

It’s not just about having a cold demeanor.

I feel cold.

Even the aura it exuded was extremely cold.

It looked as if the ice sculptures that had been frozen in the Cold Abyss for thousands of years had transformed into human form.

This person is clearly not an ordinary disciple; there is a hint of aloofness in his eyes, typical of someone in a superior position.

Xu Changqing decisively lowered his head, then cupped his hands in a respectful bow: “Xu Changqing, core disciple of Qingmu Peak and the sole Spirit Cultivation Envoy of the Spirit Field!”

Upon hearing this, the other person raised an eyebrow: “What are you doing here?”

Xu Changqing explained, “I’ve known Senior Brother Chu for a long time. I heard he was back, so I came here specifically to take a look.”

I never imagined they would turn out like this.

After hearing the explanation, the man’s face remained expressionless as he calmly said, “Like Qiu Hong, Chu Qiu was severely injured by the Li Huo Lei and now needs ice to suppress his injuries.”

Xu Changqing suddenly realized: “I see.”

“Neither Chu Qiu nor Qiu Hong can speak for the time being, so please come again next time.”

“Excuse me, what exactly happened in the Canglan Sea, especially in Xuanxin City?”

“I don’t know either. If you’re really curious, go ask the bird!”

Are you referring to He Qi?

“good.”

Where is Heqi now?

“Spirit Beast Valley, Thousand Crane Forest”.

“Okay, I understand.”

“Let’s go quickly, don’t disturb my disciple’s rest.”

disciple?

Upon hearing those two words, Xu Changqing’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Could it be that the person in front of me is the legendary Nascent Soul True Monarch, Ling Shuang, who has been unrivaled throughout the Seven Peaks?

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