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

The issue of Qing'er's name had not been resolved yet, and another horn sounded in the front. He Ling had to put the matter aside for the time being and concentrate on improving his strength.

Another half month passed and the war became more intense.

A large number of cultivators came to Yanghu Pass one after another. They were no longer disciples of the five sects, but independent people from other affiliated forces who joined for the resources.

In order to defend against the enemy, the five sects released a large amount of resources. As long as the enemy was killed, military merits could be obtained, which attracted a large number of independent cultivators to participate.

Even if He Ling did not participate in the war, he could still obtain five military talents by refining pills every day. Although it was a small amount, it was safer.

Even though war consumes monks, it also consumes resources. However, in the struggle between the two domains, no one is willing to give in.

In the past half month, there have been more than fifty thousand-year-old spiritual trees in the Baoquan space within He Ling's body, which can barely support the Baoquan space's demand for spiritual energy.

The last meridian had been tempered two days ago. Now she could finally release the spiritual ink in her body and create talismans with a wave of her hand.

He Ling is now only one step away from achieving the Golden Elixir!

But He Ling knew that the more it was now, the less anxious he should be.

After handing in today's share of pills, I heard complaints behind me.

"Hey, the number of these pills is increasing every day. Are they really treating us like livestock?"

"Shen Yan, you're well aware of the battle situation ahead. Daqian's Blood Tiger Banner is valiant, with three Jindan cultivators, while we at Yanghu Pass only have two. We can only rely on the Guanzhong formation to avoid fighting. If these Jindan cultivators don't take action and only send their minions, how can there not be a lot of casualties?"

"What the hell are you talking about? We can't defeat the Blood Tiger Banner in terms of physical strength. Are we going to rush over and die? If you become our leader, I'm afraid we'll be wiped out on the first day."

"........"

The noise was a bit noisy, so He Ling just listened for a few words and left.

When I returned to the room, the moonlight shone through the door, and I saw two empty beds.

He Ling frowned. Where is Huang Yiran?

He Ling lost her sleepiness for a moment, closed the door and walked forward.

We came to a large courtyard filled with noisy voices.

Stop a foundation-building cultivator.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator's face was red, obviously drunk. Seeing someone blocking his way, he cursed, "Who the hell are you? How dare you block me? Get out of here!"

He Ling was not polite either. He burst out with the momentum of his perfect foundation building and slapped him twice with his hand.

The cultivator was stunned, and the effects of alcohol were instantly dissipated by the spiritual energy. Just as he was about to attack, he felt the man's perfect foundation-building cultivation.

For a moment he was a little nervous. Although there were many restrictions in the army, the law of the jungle still existed. Moreover, it was on the battlefield. If you accidentally offended a high-level monk, she might accidentally stab you in the back, and you would die. There were too many people dying in a day, and no one would care.

He stuttered, "You, what are you going to do? Fighting is not allowed in the army. Don't mess around."

He Ling got straight to the point, "Is there anyone who didn't come back today?"

"Senior, there's a huge battle going on out front, and someone hasn't returned every day. I don't know which one you're talking about."

"No, she is a medical practitioner. She won't be in danger easily after being with so many people."

The cultivator thought for a while and finally thought of something. "Senior, I'm afraid you're not referring to Grandmaster Liu's team. He led a team from the flank to cut off the Blood Tiger Banner's supply, but ended up getting ambushed. They're now trapped in the Lishan Valley. They probably won't be coming back."

He Ling frowned, "Are there many people besieging us?"

"The three Jindan cultivators of the Blood Tiger Banner are gone. Senior, you should prepare for the aftermath. We still have the Guanzhong formation at Yanghu Pass to resist. They are attacked from both sides and there is no way they can escape."

After saying this, the foundation-building cultivator sighed and left.

He Ling glanced in the direction outside the pass, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, she and Huang Yiran were just casual acquaintances. At most, they had lived together recently and had become more friendly. It was definitely not worth it to save someone for this little friendship.

just,

Do we really need so many reasons just to save someone?

He Ling knew what she was really thinking at the moment. She just wanted to save people for no reason. Maybe it was out of kindness, or maybe it was to show off in front of others, but it didn't matter.

Killing someone requires a reason, but to save someone, just a thought is enough.

After figuring this out, He Ling felt relieved.

She looked at the full moon in the sky. The moonlight was just right at that moment, perfect for killing someone.

"Well, let's see how my current magical powers compare to those of a Jindan cultivator."

He Ling chuckled, pinched his fingers together, and a jade pen emerged. He pointed the jade pen in the air, leaving a shadow like thick ink. After a few strokes, a rune was written.

The rune lit up in front of He Ling, and then He Ling's body became translucent.

With a tap of her toes, she flew out of the pass.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the Guanzhong formation.

Holding the pen in one hand, he drew another rune, and ripples appeared in the formation. Then He Ling walked straight over.

At this moment, Ma Yun, the only two Jindan cultivators in the General's Mansion at Yanghu Pass, frowned. He was horrified. Could such a master exist in his Guanzhong Pass? He had easily broken through a corner of his formation. After a moment's deliberation, he decided not to go and take a look. What if this was a bait to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Furthermore, Liu Qinghu was trapped, and this master appeared. He felt there was some connection between them.

Moreover, he was the only Jindan cultivator in Guanzhong at the moment. If he left, Yanghu Pass would be truly broken.

He Ling was a little surprised after leaving Yanghu Pass. She thought that the Jindan cultivator would definitely come to check on her and even arrest her. She was ready for a fight, but in the end nothing happened.

In the past, He Ling would feel irritated and uneasy about such unexpected things, but now, she just found it interesting.

As the saying goes, once you are in a cage, the world becomes narrow. This is quite true. She is used to being low-key and never shows her strength easily. No matter what happens, she always tries to keep the peace.

It would have been fine if she had no strength before, but now she is no longer the weak and independent cultivator who was bullied by others.

Just now, she made this decision.

Make her realize this.

The goal of cultivating immortality is to be free and at ease, but I always restrain myself and keep my mind focused. I am so uncomfortable. What kind of immortal am I?

No wonder, despite relying on the treasure spring and practicing for hundreds of years, he is only a foundation-building cultivator.

Facing the moonlight, she opened her arms and said, "This world is so wonderful, why can't I, He Ling, have a share of it?"

With a light tap of her toes, she flew towards the moonlight.