Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Chapter 83: Level Two Puppet Made

True Treasure Pavilion.

In the puppet material area.

There were wooden boxes placed in every row of the shelves, and the items on them were labeled. The production of Level Two Puppets required high-grade Silver Sinking Wood, soul spirit seeds, snow silk, and dozens of other materials. They were not cheap. Shen Ping only dared to buy five or six sets, but this was enough for him.

Other puppet masters had to accumulate for several years or even longer to break through to Level Two. They would only try to make it after they felt familiar with it. On the other hand, Shen Ping could quickly obtain enlightenment and accumulate it by relying on dual cultivation, saving a lot of time.

He returned to Qinghe Alley. and became busy. There were only two months left until the end of the year. He had to speed up the production of talismans and puppets. He had no choice but to reduce the number of times he dual cultivated every day.

Shen Ping gritted his teeth and shortened the meditation in the quiet room as well, saving time for the talisman and puppet.

However, while he was busy, he would visit the True Treasure Pavilion every few days mainly to gather information. If he could leave with the True Treasure Pavilion, he would naturally choose the True Treasure Pavilion.

Just like that, a month passed quickly. The market was still covered in blood.

The rogue cultivators returned to their previous lives. However, the number of cultivators who secretly gathered in the surrounding Hundred Thousand Mountains quietly increased. Even if none of these cultivators returned, they could not stop the subsequent waves of cultivators.

The rogue cultivators all had their own thoughts. Perhaps some people would believe the Golden Sun Sect, but most of them would not put their lives on the Golden Sun Sect's verbal promise.

On this day, a cold wind swept past, and Cloud Mountain Parlour welcomed the first snow of the year.

Shen Ping, who was speeding up the production of talismans in the talisman making room, unexpectedly received Shopkeeper Chen's invitation. He arrived at the Spring Embroidery Pavilion. The entrance was abnormally deserted. He walked in to take a look. It was only then that he realized that the shelves in the shop were empty.

Shopkeeper Chen was not around either. Shen Ping walked to the small courtyard with a puzzled expression. Shopkeeper Chen was sitting under the old locust tree and quietly drinking spiritual tea.

"Talisman Master Shen." After sitting down, Shopkeeper Chen cupped his hands and said, "The owner will leave at the end of the year. I can't leave." He smiled. However, his eyes were filled with indescribable bitterness.

Shen Ping's words were stuck in his mouth. He did not know what to say and could only continue listening.

At this moment, Shopkeeper Chen was not as smooth as usual. He did not have that shrewd gaze. He was like an ordinary old man, recounting everything about himself and the Spring Embroidery Pavilion.

"This old locust tree has been in the courtyard for 15 years. When I planted it, it was still very young. Every day when the shop closed, I would carefully take care of it. I really can't bear to leave it. It's great now. I can accompany it forever."

Speaking of this, Shopkeeper Chen raised the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. "Talisman Master Shen, you're a person with good fortune. Leave. Regardless of whether you can leave or not, you must think of a way to leave." He shook his head and stood up to walk into the house. "I'm old, I can't walk anymore."

Shen Ping also stood up. He looked at Shopkeeper Chen. The back of a late-stage Qi Refinement cultivator seemed to be staggering. A moment later, he stepped over the door of the Spring Embroidery Pavilion. He looked back at the door plaque. He only felt a suffocating feeling in her chest.

"This is the way of the world." In the end, he could only grit his teeth and say this hatefully.

He returned from the Spring Embroidery Pavilion. Shen Ping called out to Yu Yan and Luo Qing to finish all the spiritual wine in the storage bag. He did not use his spiritual energy to resolve the alcohol. Instead, he allowed the intoxication to spread throughout his body. In his blurry eyes, he grabbed two figures and skillfully pulled off their robes before walking towards the main road.

After an unknown period of time on the road, the anger in his chest dissipated. After his mind cleared up, He looked at Yu Yan and Luo Qing and sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Husband, no matter what happens, we'll always be by your side." Yu Yan said softly.

There was a rare hint of gentleness on Luo Qing's face. Ever since the blood covered the sky, They all knew that their husband was under a lot of pressure.

"I'll go to the True Treasure Pavilion and ask again." Shen Ping felt that he could not wait any longer. Regardless of whether there was any news from the True Treasure Pavilion, he had to leave with Yu Yan and Luo Qing at the end of the year. Every day he delayed in Cloud Mountain Parlour would be another day of danger.

What was the Golden Sun Sect's plan? He did not want to guess. Only by staying away from Cloud Mountain Parlour would he truly feel at ease. He went to the water room to clean up. He hurried to the True Treasure Pavilion and saw Shopkeeper Ding. The latter said with a solemn expression, "Talisman Master Shen, you came at the right time.

The Nascent Soul elder has something to announce."

As he spoke, the two of them walked side by side to the small courtyard. The other Foundation Establishment Guest Elders arrived one after another. After all the members of Cloud Mountain Parlour arrived, the Nascent Soul elder's voice sounded, "Come in."

This time, when he saw the purple-robed elder again, his expression was no longer as relaxed as before. The corners of his eyes seemed to be slightly gloomy, and his voice had become slightly cold. "At the end of the year, the True Treasure Pavilion will leave Cloud Mountain Parlour with the Golden Sun Sect's disciples. The Deacons and Guest Elders can leave."

As soon as these words were spoken, a Foundation Establishment guest elder could not help but ask, "Elder Qiu, how many spots can the guest elder bring this time?"

The purple-robed elder's expression was unhappy. "Did you not hear me? The Deacons and Guest Elders can leave. If you don't want to leave, stay. Alright, get out!"

The aura of the Nascent Soul surged. All the Deacons and Guest Elders turned pale. When Shen Ping came back to his senses, he felt that his feet were a little unstable. He hurriedly circulated the spiritual energy in his dantian to barely suppress the pressure.

Beside him, Guest Elder Cui and the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators had ugly expressions.

Shopkeeper Ding frowned. Seeing Shen Ping's gaze move over, Shopkeeper Ding shook his head. "It's very likely that the negotiation at the headquarters of Qingyang City did not go too smoothly. I'm afraid they suffered a little!"

Guest Elder Cui's expression was uncertain. Then, he sighed and said, "We're not even allowed to bring our family members. Aren't they staying to wait for death? Shopkeeper Ding, you have a lot of connections. Why don't you find a chance to talk to the Golden Core deacons and see if we can bring our family members away?"

Shopkeeper Ding said helplessly, "I can't leave either, so I can only rely on a favor. Guest Elder Cui, don't have too much hope. Sigh, what's going on? Our True Treasure Pavilion still has many external members. Now, they can't even leave. I'll ask about the situation later."

Shen Ping, Guest Elder Cui, and Guest Elder Luo did not leave the True Treasure Pavilion. Instead, they went to the private room on the second floor and waited. They drank cup after cup of spiritual tea until sunset.

Shopkeeper Ding appeared at the door of the private room. Shen Ping and the others looked over. When they noticed Shopkeeper Ding's expression, their hearts sank.

Shopkeeper Ding walked in and first drank a cup of spiritual tea in one go. Then, he sighed repeatedly and said, "I haven't found out the exact situation. I only know that every person I bring has to pay a price. The True Treasure Pavilion can only protect the deacons and guest elders first."

Although Shen Ping was mentally prepared, he still felt a little confused when he heard this. He could leave, but what about Yu Yan and Luo Qing? He was worried about them going to Spring Garden. Not to mention Luo Qing, Yu Yan…

He returned to the small courtyard in Qinghe Alley. The sky was dark. Only the color of blood shone on Cloud Mountain Parlour. Shen Ping stopped at the entrance of the small courtyard and looked at the crystal lights in the bedroom and wing room. He let out a deep sigh and clenched and unclenched his fists. "Eighth level of Qi Refinement.

It's really weak."

He raised his eyes and looked at the blood-colored sky. He really wanted to break it with a punch, but he could only think about it. Facing such a huge array, not to mention him, even several Nascent Soul cultivators could not do anything.

Phew.

Ha.

He took ten deep breaths.

Shen Ping's expression returned to its usual calmness, and a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes. He stepped into the small courtyard. He came to the room and casually chatted with Yu Yan. He then went to the bedroom to take a look at Luo Qing before entering the talisman making room and sitting cross-legged.

He calmed his mind. He calmed his mind again, and prayed. After the familiar set of actions in front of the talisman making, Shen Ping did not have any distracting thoughts. There were only talismans left in his mind!

…

In the depths of the Cloud Mountain Swamp.

There was no longer a cultivator in the cave abode of the underground mine. On the fifth level, Spring Garden was still transporting batches of black-robed, masked, and rogue cultivators, making them stand on the round platform covered in mottled blood.

Sizzle~

As the round platform turned, these black-robed, masked rogue cultivators let out painful wails. Some of their blood actually burned directly, and their entire bodies turned to ashes. The Nascent Soul elder was expressionless, but the disappointment in his eyes deepened, "It didn't work. How did the Ancestor Blood Crocodile succeed back then? Continue! We don't have much time.

Let's wait for another half a year. If no one succeeds, destroy this place!"

As he spoke, the cultivator beside him noticed that a cultivator on the round platform had actually withstood the bloodline energy emitted by the array patterns and hurriedly reminded him.

The Nascent Soul elder was delighted. He swept his divine sense and laughed loudly. "After trying so much, I've finally succeeded once. I can report back. Continue. If there are another one or two…"

…

Mid-December.

The color of blood became darker and darker. Sometimes, it looked a little coquettish.

There were already thousands of rogue cultivators who had left the Cloud Mountain Parlour, and the number was still increasing. Not only did the Golden Sun Sect's outer sect law enforcement patrol not stop this, but they also deliberately condoned it.

In the small courtyard of Qinghe Alley.

In the talisman making room, Shen Ping looked at the agile puppet in front of him, and a smile appeared on his exhausted face. After spending six sets of puppet materials and continuously obtaining the comprehension of puppets day and night, he finally managed to make a second-stage puppet.

Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Yu Yan.

Although her white puppet was only medium-grade, its manufacturing technique was unique. Especially the neat and uniform connection, it gave Shen Ping a lot of inspiration. Puppet creation was different from talismans. Apart from proficiency, it also required a kind of immersion and inspiration for puppets.

A light flashed on his finger. The puppet seemed to have a life of its own. It spat out the tip of its tongue and circled Shen Ping's arm.

Although it was only a relatively simple snake-type puppet, the various functions of this snake were stronger than Yu Yan's white puppet. Moreover, the most important thing was that it was hidden in his sleeve. As long as he did not use the puppet spirit technique, it was difficult for his divine sense to detect it.

It was most suitable for a surprise attack. After controlling it for a while, Shen Ping put it away in satisfaction. Then, he left the talisman making room and sat cross-legged in the quiet room to rest for a while. Just as he was about to circulate his cultivation technique to cultivate, Yu Yan's voice came from outside.

"Husband, There's a female cultivator visiting at the entrance of the small courtyard."