Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

After walking out of the gate, He Ling took a look at the cave. She paid a year's worth of spirit stones for this cave, but only lived in it for two months. It turned out that several thousand spirit stones were wasted. Add to that the running cage No. 2 that she had spent so much effort to build. If you count it up, the loss is at least tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Before leaving, He Ling glanced towards the city gate and said, "I would be a fool if I didn't take revenge for this. Master Yixuan, Xu Yinhua, I will remember you."

Being targeted by an immortal is definitely one of the most terrifying things in the world. Even if you die, your descendants can still pay off the debt. If you have no descendants, your grave will be dug up and your ashes will be scattered.

A woman in white walked into a huge circular building.

The old man sitting at the counter glanced at He Ling and then lowered his eyes again. A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage usually couldn't afford to use the teleportation array, so he probably came here to broaden his horizons. He pointed to the notice board nearby and said, "If you want to know anything, go to the notice board over there and look for it."

"Senior, I'm here to take the teleportation array."

"Oh." The old man with gray beard raised his head and looked at He Ling. His cultivation was average, but his appearance was good. He must have the support of the elders in the foundation-building stage. Otherwise, most Qi-refining cultivators would not have so many spirit stones. Even if they did, it would probably be all their assets, and they would not use them to ride the teleportation array.

"senior?"

The old man finally reacted, "Where are you going?"

"Rongcheng."

"It's not that far, just over 560 miles away, which is considered a short distance. The cost is 300,000 spirit stones. Do you have all the spirit stones with you?"

He Ling nodded, picked up a storage bag and handed it to the old man. The old man took it and examined it. After confirming that it was correct, a smile appeared on his face.

"Young friend, please come this way."

Anyone who can take out so many spirit stones must have an elder in his family who has high cultivation level. It would be right for him to be polite.

He Ling nodded and followed the old man to a room. There were already three people waiting in the room. They were all Foundation Establishment cultivators. They looked at He Ling with some surprise. They didn't expect that there would be a Qi Refining cultivator coming to sit in the teleportation array.

However, anyone who can use the teleportation array is not an ordinary person. The three of them nodded to He Ling and fell silent.

"Young man, wait a moment. The teleportation array is usually for five people. Now there are four of us, so we only need to wait for one more person." After saying that, the old man walked back.

After waiting for a while, He Ling felt impatient. She always felt that if nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen.

As expected, an accident happened immediately, but it was a good thing because the fifth person finally arrived.

The old man led everyone to another room. The ground was densely engraved with runes and magic circles, which dazzled He Ling.

"Fellow Daoists, if you feel any discomfort or a squeeze during the transmission, these are all spiritual phenomena. Just be patient for a moment."

After everyone nodded to show that they understood, the magic circle was activated. Circles of the magic circle lit up layer by layer from the outside to the inside, until the last circle of magic circle closest to them lit up. Everyone only felt a flash of white light.

He Ling had some tinnitus and a feeling of squeezing in her internal organs. After a moment, her eyes regained color.

What caught her eye was another room. She looked around and found that she was alone.

She was the weakest, and it took her a long time to recover. She shook her head and then walked out of the room. Someone outside the room led her, and a moment later she was standing outside the door of the teleportation tower.

The scene before him was completely different. Neither the city walls nor the buildings were as magnificent as those in Xilan City. Rongcheng was just a small city, guarded by five cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage. It was definitely far inferior to the Golden Core cultivators.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in her mind and figuring out the direction, she headed straight out of the city.

This time, He Ling did not go towards the area where immortal cultivators gathered, but headed towards a place with sparse spiritual power, but overall he was still moving towards the edge of the continent.

Half a month later, a woman in linen clothes was walking on a mountain road.

Her bangs were very long, covering most of her face. She wore a rustic headscarf on her head and a somewhat tattered robe draped over her body, revealing only a piece of linen on her chest. The robe completely covered her figure, and from a distance she looked bloated, like a country peasant woman. However, her crystal clear rosy lips were somewhat inconsistent with this appearance.

She walked forward for a while, and then a small green snake appeared by her ear and hissed twice.

"Five people surrounding a carriage? Okay, I get it, Qing'er."

The perception ability of spiritual beasts is inherently stronger than that of cultivators, not to mention a snake-like spiritual beast like Qing'er, which can easily detect a heat source more than a hundred meters ahead. It is much more useful than He Ling's spiritual sense.

At this time, more than a hundred meters ahead, five people riding tall horses surrounded a carriage.

The leader was a bald man with a tattoo on his face. He was obviously not a good person.

These people looked towards the carriage with malicious smiles.

There was a coachman sitting in the carriage, who was now frightened and at a loss of his wits. On the other side sat an old man, who was breathing heavily and holding a sword. It was obvious that he was a martial artist.

The old man looked at the five people solemnly, "My dear friends, I am Song Tianjie's man. Please, for the sake of his efforts in eliminating harm for the people, please give us a break."

"I'm almost getting calluses from hearing all this talk about getting rid of Song Tianjie for the people, but he's doing a good deed for the people of Fuzhou. It has nothing to do with me."

As he spoke, the bald man seemed to remember something. He stared at the carriage intently with a lewd smile on his face. "Song Tianjie is wanted by everyone in Fuzhou right now. He shouldn't be able to escape so quickly. The person sitting in your carriage must be someone else."

"Boss, I heard that Song Tianjie has a younger sister who is so beautiful that she can shame the moon and the flowers. Could she be the one sitting in this carriage?"

"Hey, Boss asked me to come and see if it's Song Tianjie's sister."

As he spoke, a bearded man picked up a machete and rushed straight towards the carriage.

The old man in the carriage saw this and thought to himself that it was not good. He could never have imagined that this group of bandits could be so shameless. Young Master Song had eliminated a scourge in Fuzhou for the people, and everyone in the world praised him. Now Young Master Song was in a critical moment, and the bandits in front of him actually wanted to add insult to injury.

The person sitting in the carriage at this moment was Song Tianjie's sister, Song Yu.

The old man had no choice but to draw his sword and started fighting with the big man. The old man's martial arts skills were not top-notch, and he was also old, so he was at a disadvantage after a few rounds.