Immortality and cultivation begin with drawing talismans...

Chapter 140: To cut the grass, we need to get rid of the root.

The sky was overcast, and a light drizzle was falling.

As countless cultivators were brought to justice, Tianxuan City became bustling with activity.

"These cultivators who have undergone tribulations are said to have been bewitched by the Li Huo Palace."

"Damn it, these people have really caused us a lot of trouble."

"Who says otherwise? These people are on our side on the surface, but they've long since sided with the Li Huo Palace. Bah!"

"Go and take a look. I heard that the Chen family, which has two members who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, is in trouble."

“All descendants and clansmen of cultivators who colluded with the Li Huo Palace shall be expelled.”

Some are happy while others are worried. After all, once greed takes hold, many cultivators have temporarily taken on the role of a treacherous cultivator.

This time, Tianxuan City has really pulled off a big surprise. The two corpses of Li Huo Palace cultivators provided by Lin Chang'an are now hanging inside the city.

And countless other cultivators, after having their souls searched, had their family members and descendants who participated in the ordeal hung in cages, suffering excruciating pain and wailing.

The treacherous cultivators had been causing chaos in Tianxuan City for so many years, and the scale of this elimination effort was so great that it shocked countless rogue cultivators.

There are seventeen Foundation Establishment cultivators among them.

You should know that these are all Foundation Establishment cultivators who are high and mighty, and they would be considered ancestors in small places.

……

Outside the city, a light drizzle fell, and a chilly breeze swept through, making the autumn atmosphere even more pronounced.

"Yingying, why do you think Father and the others made us come out with Uncle Lin? Our cultivation level..."

Shen Fan scratched his head, looking puzzled, while Lin Chang'an, riding the broken-horned green ox, squinted and leisurely closed his eyes to rest.

The astute Wei Yingying seemed to have guessed something, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural, but she still lowered her voice and whispered:
"Brother Fan, don't ask anymore. Uncle Lin is in a bad mood. Remember to kill whoever he tells you to kill later."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fan scratched his head, looking completely puzzled.

Lin Chang'an, who was riding on the back of an ox, did not open his eyes, but listened to their conversation and teased them:

“Your Uncle Lin isn’t that petty. He brought you two younger generations out this time simply because your parents wanted you to experience the ways of survival in the cultivation world.”

Under Lin Chang'an's calm voice, Shen Fan was bewildered, while Wei Yingying smiled awkwardly, but secretly curled her lip in her heart.

They even said he was quite cunning.

Combining the broken horn of the Green Horned Ox with Lin Chang'an on its back, he calmly wiped the chipped Green Bamboo Sword.

Wei Yingying had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

Lin Chang'an naturally saw this scene, but he remained calm.

When the cultivator who had been traversed the Heavenly Profound City encountered trouble, Shen Lie, Lu Qingqing, Erniu, and Wei Buyi all came to inquire about him. Little did they expect to see the broken horn of the Green Horned Ox.

Lin Chang'an was just about to leave. All four of them were old enough to be fools.

However, Lu Qingqing was more clever, and with a determined effort, she suggested that the two children in the family help lead the cow.

Hearing this, the defenders felt heartbroken and couldn't bear it, but they also knew that Lu Qingqing was doing it for their own good.

"This Junior Sister Lu is really willing to spend money."

Lin Chang'an chuckled and shook his head. He could take care of the two younger generation members to the best of his ability.

Today, I will teach these two juniors the ways of survival in the cultivation world.

"However, this Fellow Daoist Song is of good character."

Lin Chang'an glanced at the mound opposite him without leaving a trace.

Song Tingfeng, on the opposite hill, smiled after seeing this.

"This Fellow Daoist Lin is indeed worthy of escaping from the clutches of a Tribulation Cultivator."

With a light laugh, Song Tingfeng was greeted by a Foundation Establishment cultivator behind him who nodded in agreement.

"Those who survive among the rogue cultivators all possess a ruthless spirit; this Lin Fu Master is no ordinary person."

"Yes, it's not easy to escape from that poison demon."

Behind him was a squad of elite troops from Tianxuan City, led by several Foundation Establishment cultivators, who all nodded in approval.

Many rogue cultivators escaped from the clutches of the bandits, so it's normal for them to come seeking revenge.

Song Tingfeng nodded calmly.

"Keep a close eye on things later, and don't let any of our fellow Daoists from Tianxuan City get hurt."

"Yes!"

Although Tianxuan City spared the descendants of these cultivators who had suffered tribulations, they had no say in the affairs of the descendants of the victims.

No! It should be that we have a responsibility to protect the safety of these Tianxuan City cultivators.

After all, these are all people who have a deep-seated hatred for the Li Huo Palace, and they are all on our side.

At this moment, many of the bound cultivators looked down into the drizzle, their pupils filled with regret and other complex emotions.

Chen Wen was among them.

……

On the opposite hill, Lin Chang'an was fully aware of the situation.

He was already on the Li Huo Palace's bounty list, not to mention that his cultivation technique allowed him to escape to other countries, so it was impossible for him to join the Li Huo Palace.

"People are coming."

Seeing a group of distraught figures walking in the rain in the distance, Shen Fan couldn't help but speak nervously, especially after noticing that there were elderly people and children among them.

He was kind and honest, but not stupid. With Wei Yingying's prompting, he guessed what was going on.

The autumn rain is chilly.

Before the mound, Lin Chang'an calmly watched as a hunched figure slowly approached.

"Fellow Daoist Lin."

A hoarse, weak voice echoed as the newcomer, Chen Qing, his hair now completely gray, reminisced about the glory days when he first established his foundation.

It has only been twenty years since then.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, the autumn air is slightly chilly. Drink this cup of wine and it will warm you on your journey."

At this moment, Lin Chang'an seemed to have come to see him off.

With a hunched back, Chen Qing gave a hoarse, dejected laugh and pleaded:

"Fellow Daoist Lin, is it really impossible to show leniency?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, neither of us has been independent cultivators for long. How did we get to where we are today? Was it through reasoning, or by being too soft-hearted?"

Lin Chang'an's calm voice echoed in the autumn rain. In the distance, a group of Chen family members were being driven out and were waiting in place.

"That damned Chen Wen!"

"Our ancestor was truly blind. Why didn't he choose Chen Feng back then..."

The Chen family members, having lost everything, were filled with resentment, but in this turbulent world of cultivation, they still needed to rely on their ancestor.

Chen Feng, who was at the head of the crowd, looked nervously into the distance, hoping that his grandfather could find a way for the family to survive.

However, as the autumn rain fell, a flash of crimson sword light appeared, adding to the chill.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please take care."

At this moment, Lin Chang'an calmly raised his wine glass and slowly poured it on the ground, as if to bid farewell to his neighbor.

At this moment, Chen Qing, whose body was hunched over, gradually dimmed his eyes, and in the final moment, he unleashed the ruthlessness he had shown in his youth.

However, it was all too late. If he had continued to be courageous and diligent back then, perhaps he wouldn't be in this situation where he has no power to fight back.

If he hadn't chosen Chen Wen back then, things wouldn't have turned out this way...

But there are no "what ifs," and Chen Qing, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, lost his life force.

This scene had a significant impact on Wei Yingying and Shen Fan, and the image of what had just happened still lingered in their minds.

The hunched and heavily injured old man suddenly unleashed a fierce aura, but was killed in an instant.

"Ancestor!"

As Chen Qing collapsed, the Chen family members in the distance all expressed their grief.

Some people panicked and fled in all directions.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. After losing their last support, the Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Chen family lost its backbone.

"Brother Fan, let's go!"

Wei Yingying was the first to react, and without any hesitation, she grabbed Shen Fan and rushed forward.

As the autumn rain fell, the sword flashed, instantly slaying a high-level cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Before he died, Chen Feng lay in the muddy rain, reflecting on his life, and murmured to himself:
"Grandpa, perhaps I was wrong. If I had fought harder, the Chen family wouldn't have..." At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly realized that the cultivation world is all about competition.

He didn't compete, and the opportunity to establish his foundation fell to Chen Wen. As a result, the Chen family suffered a calamity, but he had no power to do so.

This scene was witnessed by the man on the mound.

Chen Wen was filled with remorse and pain, and he knelt on the ground repeatedly, kowtowing.

"Grandpa, Brother Feng, Uncle, Xiaodou... everyone, I was wrong! I'm the one who ruined the Chen family..."

The heart-wrenching, desperate cries echoed, but it was all too late.

Yesterday's cause, today's effect.

……

Juxianlou.

One autumn rain brings a chill, and a cold wind is blowing outside.

"Brother Lin, you have no idea how many rogue cultivators were arrested in Tianxuan City today. Who would have thought that my neighbor, Old Li, would also be colluding with the Tribulation Cultivator?"

Hu Jin spoke eloquently, and when he mentioned some of his friends, he showed a melancholy expression.

That's how it is in the world of cultivation. One moment you're friends, the next you're caught in a trap of greed for some treasure.

"Old Hu, this means the cultivators outside Tianxuan City will have to calm down for a while."

"is not that right."

Lin Chang'an chatted with Lao Hu with a smile, telling him not to worry about some people, as they all need to move forward.

"However, Brother Lin, you can go to the trading market recently. Many demon-hunting teams have had great successes lately."

After learning that Lin Chang'an needed crystal cores, Lao Hu brought up the matter.

Lin Chang'an's expression also turned serious. He had noticed something was wrong when he went to hunt monsters before Huang Shaohai.

For example, he had never seen a spirit insect that could launch a divine sense attack before. He only learned after the transaction at Wanbaolou that this spirit insect actually came from the deeper part of the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.

"Old Hu, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. When I went hunting demonic beasts before, I discovered a spirit insect that could launch attacks with divine sense. I only learned about it later from Wanbaolou..."

Hearing Lin Chang'an's words, Lao Hu nodded solemnly.

"The monsters left their original territories and migrated from the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range to the outside world... This is illogical. Most of the time, it is because the monsters have multiplied too much and are fighting each other for territory, so they are looking for other territories..."

Or perhaps a new third-tier demon king has emerged deep within the mountains, driving other demon beasts to expand outwards. Of course, it's also possible that some unknown upheaval has occurred deep within the Cloud Mist Mountains.

Listening to Lao Hu's words, Lin Chang'an glanced at Lao Hu unintentionally.

Old Hu is very knowledgeable; he doesn't seem to come from an ordinary, unaffiliated cultivation background.

He hadn't realized it before, but Huang Shaohai's generous gift of his life's knowledge made him realize something.

However, that monk didn't have any secrets yet.

"So neither of these scenarios is a good thing, which means it could very well turn into a beast tide."

Lin Chang'an continued, but then he thought of Huang Shaohai's memories.

Besides being ordered to create chaos and collect resources for Huang Tianxiao, Huang Shaohai was also monitoring the unusual movements of the monsters in the Cloud Mist Mountains.

"Based on the information Huang Shaohai possesses, it can be determined that Master Lu's lifespan is nearing its end, and it seems that the Li Huo Palace and the Divine Sword Sect are making moves deep within the Cloud Mist Mountains..."

Huang Shaohai, being from a collateral branch of the family, had limited knowledge of the situation.

But this was related to Lin Chang'an's interests. He secretly analyzed that the turmoil deep in the Cloud Mist Mountains was probably related to the Li Huo Palace and the Divine Sword Sect.

However, he had already revealed everything he needed to in his previous letters, so the rest was no longer something he could worry about.

"Hopefully, the turmoil is caused by a battle between demon kings deep in the Cloud Mist Mountains, but we cannot let our guard down and must make preparations as soon as possible."

Lin Chang'an shook his head but still reminded Lao Hu, and Hu Jin nodded solemnly after hearing it.

"That's right. It's better to be safe than sorry. Only by being cautious can we, as independent cultivators, go far."

"But these are the people above who are worried. Brother Lin, let's have a good drink today."

Old Hu laughed and raised his glass. After the last time he saved someone, the relationship between the two became even closer.

We're no longer just ordinary friends.

Lin Chang'an nodded with a smile, saying that having a good friend was not bad.

……

And below Juxianlou.

Shen Lie, Lu Qingqing, Wei Buyi, and Erniu were in a private room, watching Shen Fan and Wei Yingying talk about what had happened that day.

"Father, Mother, Father-in-law, Uncle, this time the Chen family..."

Shen Fan spoke in a low, hoarse voice about the day's events, as if this incident had deeply affected him.

Even Wei Yingying, who is usually quite active, fell silent.

However, Shen Lie, Lu Qingqing, Wei Buyi, and Li Erniu shook their heads upon hearing this.

"Fan'er, you are not a child anymore, but you were born with us to protect you from the wind and rain, and you have had excellent resources for cultivation since childhood."

Although you are also a rogue cultivator, there are differences among rogue cultivators. Your father and your Uncle Lin all started from nothing, and even a little spirit crystal had to be obtained with their own hands..."

Lu Qingqing shook her head and said with a sigh that even she couldn't compare to the others in this aspect.

Because she also lived under her father's protection, and after her father's death, she cleverly found Yun Yao as a support in time, and got through the period of weakness.

"Yes, you are much luckier than us."

Even Li Erniu shook his head enviously and said:
"Qingzhushan Market, you've been there too. The spiritual energy is weak. It took us twenty years to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining."

"And your foundation lies in Tianxuan City, where the spiritual energy is so abundant. Your cultivation at such a young age is not only due to your excellent aptitude, but more importantly, to the abundance of cultivation resources."

Even Wei Buyi, who usually dotes on his daughter the most, said with a solemn expression:
"The reason I agreed to let you go this time is so that you would know one thing: the cultivation world has always been a dog-eat-dog world. Do you really think your Uncle Lin needs to eliminate all the threat?"

The intelligent Wei Yingying's face was somewhat pale, and she naturally thought of something.

“I know that Uncle Lin is all alone, and if he takes any retaliatory actions, we will be his primary target.”

Although the Chen family has been driven out, who can guarantee that another Foundation Establishment cultivator won't emerge from the Chen family?
Chen Feng is also in the late stage of Qi Refining, and he has so many clansmen.

"To cut the weeds, you must remove them at the root. If you are careless, you will bring disaster to your family, friends, and even future generations."

Shen Lie glared fiercely at his good-for-nothing son, Shen Fan.

If they hadn't secretly followed him and cleaned up the mess, who knows what kind of trouble that brat might have caused.

"I!"

Although Shen Fan and Wei Yingying had experienced battles among cultivators, they had little experience with such raw human nature, and their faces turned pale.

Shen Fan, in particular, seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but reveal that he had let several people go.

He was met with silence from his parents, but in the end, it was Wei Yingying who firmly held Shen Fan's hand.

"Brother Fan, as long as we work hard together to cultivate and become Foundation Establishment cultivators, we will not be afraid of revenge."

Watching the two young people, I experienced the cruelty of the lowest level of the cultivation world.

Everyone sighed inwardly, some wondering who would want their child to face such a cruel reality.

The problem is, they had no choice.

Li Erniu looked at Wei Yingying with envy. What a wonderful girl! This cunning girl probably saw through it all along.

This is all about putting pressure on Shen Fan, forcing him to grit his teeth and cultivate.

"Just like now, although your Uncle Lin has never looked down on us and has always taken care of us, there are differences among cultivators."

The circle of Foundation Establishment cultivators is not something we can enter.

Even the once honest and straightforward Li Erniu pointed to the rooftop and laughed as he stated a harsh reality.

"As time goes by, the gap in cultivation level will cause more and more friends to fall behind, and they will drift further and further apart, even between husband and wife."

“Foundation Establishment cultivators have a lifespan of at least two hundred years, and some with high cultivation can live for three hundred years. You are already old and faded, while they are still in their prime.”

Wei Buyi felt sorry for his daughter. Seeing that this little devil's mind was on someone else, he couldn't help but sneer and said these words to Wei Yingying.

"Father!"

Wei Yingying glared at her father who had poured cold water on her, but she was also touched.

Yes, she also has to work hard to cultivate herself; she doesn't want to see herself grow old.

It must be said, the hearts of parents are truly selfless.

Only Li Erniu scratched his head awkwardly, seemingly the least concerned about his children, letting them develop as they pleased.

Shen Lie, Lu Qingqing, and Wei Buyi all used their experiences to help future generations avoid detours.

(End of this chapter)