I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals - Chapter 143

  Chapter 143

  Two years passed in a blink of an eye.

  Lu Changan is one hundred and nine years old.

  Wuqishan, Xiaoguifeng, everything is back on track.

  Guan Qiaozhi has been away for two years and has not yet returned.

   But not without sound.

  In the past two years, she has sent two letters.

  The first letter said: She found the hometown of her biological parents and stayed there for a short time, but felt that everything was strange and she had no sense of belonging.

  Guan Qiaozhi’s biological parents died early, and she didn’t even know anyone in that land.

   Afterwards, she went to the hometown of Master Guan Daochang.

  Guan Daochang was born in a big local family. In recent decades, he has been in dire straits and encountered a life-and-death crisis.

  Guan Qiaozhi secretly acted to help resolve the catastrophe.

  In the second letter, Guan Qiaozhi went to Hengshui Mansion and stopped at the Nujiang Gang.

   It’s worth saying.

  Among the descendants of Lu Changan’s adoptive father “Qi Jingyun”, a youth with spiritual roots appeared.

  His aptitude is slightly better than Guan Qiaozhi’s.

  The young man with spiritual roots accidentally cultivated the “Open Source Sutra” left by Lu Changan, and Guan Qiaozhi sensed the fluctuation of his mana.

  Back then, the “Open Source Sutra” left by Lu Changan in the Nujiang Gang was used to test the aptitude of cultivating immortals, which was regarded as an immortal fate.

  However, in the past 90 years, the Nujiang gang has gone through several generations of changes in the world, and information is missing.

   As for Lu Changan’s record of cultivating immortals, there are only a few rumors left, and it is difficult to trace the connection.

   “Brother Lu, I made my own claim and became the fairy of that young man. I don’t know if you will blame me.”

  In the letter, Guan Qiaozhi made such a statement.

  Guan Qiaozhi has no fixed place to live, no fixed practice center, Lu Changan is not easy to reply.

   “Fairy attracts people? As long as you are happy.”

  Lu Changan has no objection to this.

  Guan Taoist Priest is his guide in cultivating immortals in this life.

  Guan Qiaozhi has become the fairy guide of the descendants of the foster father of the Nujiang Gang.

   It seems to have a sense of fate and reincarnation.

  …

  Xiaoguifeng, next to the lotus pond.

  The girl in the blue dress with bright eyes and white teeth is stroking the head of the black water turtle and feeding it.

  The maid chosen by Guan Qiaozhi is well-behaved and obedient, has the talent of Talisman, and never acts like a demon.

  On weekdays, Lan Rou has exquisite makeup, subtle attire, yet feminine and beautiful.

   “Xiaolan, how is the water turtle doing recently?”

   Lu Changan came back from the outside and said concerned.

  Guan Qiaozhi had just left for more than a year, and Xuanshui Gui was depressed and almost fasted.

  Low on the edge of the pool every day, facing the direction where Guan Qiaozhi left, pitiful and hopeless.

  Because Lu Changan refused to leave any heirs, Guan Qiaozhi pinned her feelings on the Xuanshui Turtle during these years in Xiaoguifeng.

   Xuanshuigui spent more time interacting with Guan Qiaozhi than his master Lu Changan.

   “My appetite has improved, and I seldom feel bored.”

   Lan Rou said in a normal tone with a smile on her face.

  Getting used to this master’s indifferent and casual nature, she doesn’t have to be as reserved as she was at first.

“Ah That’s good.”

  Lu Changan nodded.

   Lan Rou is in Xiaoguifeng, a pure maid and housekeeper.

  Lu Changan gave Guan Qiaozhi the status of a concubine in the past because of Guan Lao’s favor.

   “By the way, master, the price of talismans recently has returned to the market before the beast tide. Do we want to adjust the price?”

   Lan Rou got up, her voice was soft and delicate.

   “The price can be adjusted appropriately, but it will be half a beat slower than outside.”

   Lu Changan explained.

  For Lan Rou, he doesn’t have Guan Qiaozhi’s close trust. The talismans sold at Xiaoguifeng are only part of them.

   Every six months or so, he would go to Huanglong Fairy City to purchase resources and sell some talismans by the way.

   “Xiao Lan, do you know why the prices of talismans and related materials have recovered so quickly?”

   “Xiao Lan doesn’t know.” Lan Rou shook her head, showing doubts.

  During the beast tide, there were a lot of talisman materials on the market, and the demand dropped.

   It stands to reason that the price will not rise so fast.

   “Because there was a war in the south of Liang State and the Xiuxian Kingdom in the east.”

  Lu Changan sighed softly and returned to the cave.

  This information was inquired by him accidentally during his trip to Huanglong Fairy City.

  The upper echelon of Liang Guoxiu’s sect probably knew the news earlier.

   “The war in the world of cultivating immortals?”

  Lan Rou’s pretty face changed color slightly.

   Fortunately, the war of cultivating immortals did not happen in Liang State.

  Even so, the neighboring country’s war of cultivating immortals has greatly increased the demand for various war equipment.

  The monster materials stored in the Black Mist Mountains have found a outlet for circulation.

  Some forces and interested people began to sweep up the goods, which led to the rapid recovery of the prices of talismans and related materials recently.

  …

   A few days later.

  Xianzi Shi from Xiaopan Peak came to visit.

  In the main hall, Lan Rou poured the tea, bowed and left.

   “Fellow Daoist Lu, have you ever heard about the war of cultivating immortals in neighboring countries?”

   Fairy Shi is sitting in a dignified posture, with a warm and melodious voice.

  Since the end of the cooperation with Huanglong Mountain two years ago and permanent residence in Wuqi Mountain, Shi Manrong occasionally comes to Xiaoguifeng.

  Even if some memory is lost.

  Shi Manrong and Lu Changan’s three views agree with each other, and the conversation is harmonious and pleasant.

  This scene seems to return to the scene when Lu Changan first came to Wuqi Mountain.

  However, today’s fairy teacher, who cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment, has superb formation skills, and her status is not the same.

   To Lu Changan, he has always maintained a noble and reserved demeanor, and has never acted disrespectfully.

   “Lu Mou just heard about the news of the war of cultivating immortals in the neighboring country, but I don’t know the details. Fairy Master, do you know the inside information?”

   Lu Changan took a sip of tea and took the opportunity to inquire.

   “According to unreliable rumors, Yan Kingdom gave birth to a Nascent Soul mid-stage True Monarch, who launched the Immortal Cultivation War against Feng Kingdom, and has already wiped out a Nascent Soul cultivating sect in the latter.”

  The news that Fairy Shi said afterwards made Lu Changan secretly startled.

  The Nascent Soul Stage is located at the top of the Immortal Cultivation World, and has the ability to control the situation in the Immortal Cultivation World.

   As for the Nascent Soul Stage, although he doesn’t know much about it, he knows the gap between each small realm, and the difference in strength is even greater.

  A middle-stage Nascent Soul is enough to coerce many surrounding cultivating countries.

   “Feng Kingdom, has three Nascent Soul Stage forces, and belongs to the powerful Immortal Cultivation Kingdom in Daqing. Yan Kingdom gave birth to a Nascent Soul Stage, and would choose this hardest bone to chew?”

  Lu Changan was a little unbelievable.

  Before this, the strength of Yan State was slightly stronger than that of Liang State, and the difference was not too big.

  Feng Country is the strongest Immortal Cultivation Country in the surrounding area.

  Li Erqing’s son “Mu Jiu’an” belongs to a Nascent Soul-level force in the country.

   “According to the analysis of a fake alchemy senior, Fengguo has a large fourth-order middle-grade spiritual vein, which is the training place that the Nascent Soul middle-stage aspires to obtain.”

   “Besides, the invasion of Yan State is not alone, but also formed an alliance with the neighboring Chen State.”

  Shi Manrong explained.

“I see.”

  In Lu Changan’s mind, the general geography of the Liang Kingdom’s surroundings emerged.

   Fortunately, Yan State does not directly border Liang State.

  Chen State and Feng State are located on the southwest sides of Liang State.

   Moreover, Liang Guo’s Nascent Soul faction “Lihuo Palace” has a spirit vein of the fourth rank, which is not very attractive to the Nascent Soul mid-stage True Monarch.

  Next, the two talked about some light topics and had a great time.

  Evening is approaching.

  Lu Changan sent Shi Manrong out of the cave.

   “Fellow Daoist Lu, I vaguely recalled some forgotten memory fragments in the past two years.”

  Before parting, Shi Manrong showed an unpredictable smile.

   “Oh? What did Fairy Shi remember?”

  Lu Changan remained calm, suspecting that this woman deliberately lied to him

   “When I think about it, I seem to have mentioned some ancient ruins with you.”

  Shi Manrong said via voice transmission.

   “Fairy Shi may have misremembered.”

   Lu Changan denied.

   Without the strength of fake pills, he wouldn’t even take a look at the ancient ruins.

  Even if there are great opportunities such as “Yin Yang Water” and “Xuan Mu Teng”.

   “Fellow Daoist Lu, I did not lie to you.”

  Shi Manrong has a serious expression.

   “Two years ago, I participated in Huanglong Daoist’s monster hunting operation. The big monster’s roar at the late stage of the third level slightly affected my sea of ​​consciousness, and I would occasionally have a headache in the future, and vague memory fragments would appear in rare cases.”

   “If the sea of ​​consciousness is disturbed, memory errors may also occur.”

  Lu Changan kept his mouth shut.

  Shi Manrong stared at him for a moment with eyes as calm as clear water, and then left in a little disappointment.

  Lu Changan thought to himself: Could it be that this Jurchen has forgotten the main information of the ancient ruins, and instead came to him to test it out at this moment?

  …

one year later.

  In the secret room of the cave in Xiaoguifeng, the light is forbidden to run around.

  Lu Changan sat in the medicine barrel, the heat was steaming, and a huge burst of Qi burst from his body.

   “Body training formula, finally stepped into the sixth floor.”

  Lu Changan was excited and felt the terrifying power contained in this body. If he got close, he could easily tear apart an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

  Based on his conditions, he only reached the sixth level of body training at the age of 110, which shows how difficult it is to train the body.

  In the case of a good “body training talent”, the time and financial resources spent obviously exceeded the time Zhao Siyao and Zhang Tieshan cultivated to the late stage of foundation establishment.

  If you don’t have talent, don’t have enough time and energy, even a normal monk who has studied concurrently for a hundred or two hundred years will have difficulty breaking through the fourth floor.

   Moreover, this is not the real way of body cultivation, and it does not have the supernatural powers of the eight classics.

  After the body training formula was consolidated, Lu Changan tested his physical strength.

  A high-grade magic weapon, completely unable to break the defense.

   Only when the top-grade magic weapon is fully activated can it cause a little injury. You have to keep attacking, or attacking your weaknesses, to bring a clear threat.

   “Nowadays, even if you don’t use the treasure talisman, the nine-seal tablet and other trump cards. It is difficult for me to pose a real threat to me under the fake alchemy-level powerhouse.”

  Breakthrough in body training formulas improved Lu Changan’s ability to protect himself.

  Although the treasure talisman is strong, it is still a foreign object, which needs to be stimulated to guide its powerful power.

  The ability to protect the Dao brought about by body training exists all the time.

  …

  After leaving the customs, Lu Changan took a comfortable bath.

  Nowadays, they cannot enjoy the benefits of Guan Qiaozhi’s “ingenuity”.

  After Lan Rou came to the mountain to work as a maid, Lu Changan canceled some intimate service behaviors in order to avoid the taboo.

   In this regard, Lan Rou felt a little disappointed.

  She is well-behaved and reserved, and she can’t actively seduce her.

   After taking a shower, Lu Changan walked out of the cave.

   Squeak!

  The rock rat brought two letters.

  Xiao Guifeng’s letters are in charge of rock rats, which has been a tradition for decades.

   Neither Guan Qiaozhi before nor Lan Rou now has the right to intervene.

  Lu Changan took it and saw that it was from Feiyue Lake.

   are from Li Erqing and Mu Bingyun respectively, and seem to have been sent at the same time.

  Lu Changan opened Li Erqing’s letter first.

  In the letter, Li Erqing mentioned two news, one good and one bad.

  The good news is that Li Erqing’s most talented grandson, “Mu Congren”, was successfully promoted to the foundation-building stage with the help of a poor-quality foundation-building pill half a year ago.

  The Mu Family of Feiyue Lake has three Foundation Establishment monks at the same time, reaching an unprecedented peak.

   This is indeed good news.

  Where did that poor-quality Foundation Establishment Pill come from? The letter did not mention details.

  However, with the current strength and connections of the Mu Family, it is not particularly difficult to obtain a low-quality Foundation Establishment Pill.

  …

   Bad news in the letter.

  After Lu Changan finished reading, he was silent for a long time.

  The joy of having just been promoted to the sixth floor of Body Refining Art also faded away.

   Involuntarily, old memories that were about to fade appeared in his mind, the good old days.

  Under the scouring of endless years, most of that distant memory has almost been wiped out.

   “One hundred and ten years…”

  He sighed in a low voice, and the number he read silently was exactly his age at this time.

  (end of this chapter)