I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals - Chapter 144

  Chapter 144 Stay out of it

  One hundred and ten years old is just a long and not short journey for a long-lived person.

  However, most monks in the Qi refining period will not live to this age.

  The age is over a hundred, so it can be regarded as the end of life.

  In fact, in Li Erqing’s letter, he described Mu Xiuyun’s death as “happy mourning” at the age of one hundred and ten.

   Didn’t take it as bad news, bad news.

  Lu Changan knew that Mu Xiuyun would not live to be one hundred and ten under normal circumstances.

   It should be the longevity pill that Mu Bingyun brought back a few years ago, which allowed her to maintain it for a few more years.

  Lu Changan opened Mu Bingyun’s letter again, revealing a touch of sadness and reluctance between the lines.

  Mu Bingyun’s parents died in battle since she was a child. As an orphan, she was adopted by Mu Xiuyun as her successor.

  Mu Xiuyun is considered her close relative.

   “Uncle Lu, if Master had left the family back then and followed you, would the ending be different?”

  In the letter, Mu Bingyun asked so.

  Lu Changan silently put away the letter, not telling her the cruel truth.

  First, he had a tacit understanding with Mu Xiuyun in advance, so that they could get together and leave, otherwise there would be no such time.

  In the Qi refining period, he has weak protection methods, and he goes out to try to build a foundation, which is only enough to take care of himself.

  Secondly, when Mu Xiuyun had nine levels of qi refining, when she hit the foundation-building stage, Lu Changan was only able to refine qi at the seventh level, which was more than 20 years behind in her cultivation progress.

  In the world of cultivating immortals, only high realms support low realms.

  After establishing the foundation, Lu Changan remembered his old feelings and supported Mu Bingyun to help her build the foundation more smoothly.

  Following the trend like this, it will come naturally, and it will not affect one’s own practice.

  …

  When Lu Changan arrived at Feiyue Lake, Mu Xiuyun’s funeral had already ended.

  According to Mu Xiuyun’s explanation before her death, everything about the funeral should be kept simple.

  Besides the Mu family, monks from some surrounding forces either didn’t know the news, or didn’t pay much attention to this matter.

  His funeral was covered up by the news of Mu Congren’s foundation establishment, so he didn’t have much sense of existence.

   “Brother.”

   “Grandpa Lu.”

  Li Erqing and Mu Congren greeted them first.

  When Li Erqing celebrated his 100th birthday, his appearance did not change much. He was no longer as tired as he was ten years ago, and his expression was more comfortable. He lived a good life.

  Mu Congren has an upper-middle appearance, looks like a young man, and has a more calm and restrained temperament than when he first met.

  He smiled, neither humble nor overbearing, and greeted him with his father.

   “Congren, at this age, the achievements of foundation building must be better than your grandfather.”

  Lu Changan said approvingly.

   Lu Changan didn’t see much about Mu Congren.

  But in Li Erqing’s letters, he mentioned this grandson from time to time, and he was full of praise.

  When he was young, Mu Congren was a little cynical and had an out-of-the-way personality.

  After standing, this son calmed down and helped his grandfather manage the family members of the lineage and run the family’s business store.

  After refining Qi to the seventh level, he took the initiative to go out to practice.

  His personal ability undoubtedly surpassed that of Li Erqing.

   “Grandpa Lu’s absurd praise, the younger generation built the foundation, and got the favor of the parents. It’s not as good as when you were alone and went out to build the foundation…”

  Mu Congren said modestly.

  On the way to Yuexin Island.

  Li Erqing described the details of Mu Congren’s foundation building.

  After refining the ninth level of Qi, Mu Congren stayed in Liaoyuan Immortal City for nearly ten years, making friends and accumulating a fortune.

   Mu Congren himself also contributed a lot to the plan to build a foundation, which is relatively successful.

  Finally, with the help of my parents, I bought a low-quality foundation-building pill through the black market channels I dug.

  …

  Yuexin Island, mausoleum area.

  In front of the tombstone, Mu Bingyun was dressed in hemp and filial piety, her face was a little haggard, and she felt a little more lonely than before.

  The plain white filial piety cannot conceal her beautiful face and slender figure. Except that her temperament is colder, as if the gentle young lady from back then has reappeared.

   “Uncle Lu.” Mu Bingyun got up and bowed, her voice was low, her eyes were slightly red.

  Lu Changan nodded, but did not say any comforting words such as condolences and resignation.

  As a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, his lifespan is more than two hundred years, and it is common for relatives and friends around him to pass away one by one.

  Lu Changan paid homage in front of Mu Xiuyun’s grave and stayed for a while.

  The number one woman with whom he had a bond in this world has come to the end of her life.

  He had never seen Mu Xiuyun’s aging face, and what remained in his memory was that gentle and elegant young lady.

  The impression is as good as the first time I saw it.

  Mu Bingyun knelt aside and burned the yellow paper, paying attention to Lu Changan’s expression.

  Lu Changan was only slightly depressed, and did not show any grief, remorse, or reluctance.

   It is more of a kind of calm and calm that has gone through the years.

  At this moment, Mu Bingyun felt a little uncomfortable.

  In the mind of this youthful man, his master may not hold as much weight as he imagined.

   Thinking rationally, she didn’t find it strange.

  Uncle Lu is now 110 years old, and he has only had a few years of private relationship with the young lady back then.

   Several years of love between men and women, compared to the experience of a hundred and ten years old, seems insignificant.

  Many men and women have been in love for more than ten years, maybe only two years. When they find a new love, the old relationship will be replaced and will soon fade away.

  Where does Mu Bingyun know that Lu Changan has lived through two lifetimes.

  Especially in the second generation, Lu Changan had many wives and concubines.

  Not to mention wives and concubines, white-haired people send black-haired people, their own children, offspring, and offspring, send away batch after batch.

   Fortunately, the reincarnation memory of Jiuyinbei is more like an immersive life movie.

  Etc. is separated, just more experience and cognition, and the essence of its original intention has not changed.

  …

   “Uncle Xiuyun dedicated her whole life to the family. She was a master of talismans, and her attainments reached the second level. Before she died, she left a complete and orderly inheritance of talisman masters to the family…”

  Mu Congren accompanied the ceremony and spoke highly of it.

  In today’s Mu family of Feiyue Lake, talisman talents appear from time to time. Fulu-related industries have become one of the important sources of income for the Mu family.

  After Mu Bingyun established her foundation, she was successfully promoted to the second-tier talisman master, becoming a master of the Mu family’s talisman art achievements.

  Because of the blessing of talisman art, the talent potential is better, and the body is young. Mu Bingyun’s status in the clan faintly surpassed that of Li Erqing, the patriarch with a foreign surname.

  The grave of Mu Xiuyun was paid homage to.

  Lu Changan stopped by Mu Yunfei’s grave to take a look.

  Mu Yunfei passed away a few years earlier than Mu Xiuyun, during the beast tide.

  Because they were only Qi-refining monks, and because of the beast tide, the Mu family did not disturb Lu Changan, a foundation-building monk.

   “Mu Maode…Mu Renlong…Mu Xiuyun…Mu Yunfei…”

   Lu Changan’s mind flashed through the past figures of the Mu family.

  Ninety years ago, when he first entered Feiyue Lake, the two generations of Mu family elders he knew had already passed away.

  …

  That night, the senior members of the Mu family hosted a banquet in honor of Lu Changan.

   Li Erqing, Mu Congren, and several high-ranking members of the Mu Family’s Qi Refining Ninth Floor accompanied him.

  The former head of the family, Mu Chengji, lived close to a hundred yuan, and resigned as the head of the family before the beast tide.

  The new head of the family, “Mu Jing”, is Mu Xiuyun’s grandnephew. Before he was forty years old, he was pushed out by the old line of the Mu family to be the family manager.

   “Brother may wish to be a guest on Yuexin Island for a few days. After a while, it will be Congren’s foundation building ceremony.”

  During the dinner, Li Erqing enthusiastically persuaded him to stay.

  Lu Changan didn’t refuse, since they all came here, it’s not too late.

  In the evening, Lu Changan checked into the guest room on Yuexin Island.

  Li Erqing came to talk with each other until late at night.

  During the period, Lu Changan intentionally mentioned “Mu Jiuan”, Li Erqing’s most talented ninth son.

  Because of the war in the neighboring country’s cultivating world, Lu Chang’an only thought of Mu Jiu’an.

  Mu Jiuan became a teacher of Master Jiedan of Feng Kingdom, and joined the Yuanying-level forces in that country.

  Feng State is facing the joint invasion of Yan State and Chen State.

  Talking about Mu Jiu’an, Li Erqing’s expression was slightly tangled, and he didn’t have much interest in talking about this son who emigrated to another country.

  Due to the long distance, the father and son have basically had no contact for decades.

  When he was young, Li Erqing didn’t like Mu Jiu’an very much.

  Mu Jiu’an obtained the Jidan for his father, and later visited him along the way, donating a lot of resources, which is regarded as repaying the grace of upbringing.

   Later, Mu Jiuan almost cut off contact and took root in the Fengguo Sect.

   “The ‘Golden Yang Sect’ where Jiu’an is located has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. It is the strongest Nascent Soul Stage faction in Feng Kingdom. There are two Nascent Soul True Monarchs sitting in it. If you are prepared, there should be no serious problems.”

  Li Erqing is more optimistic, and is not very worried about Mu Jiuan who is in Fengguo.

  Before, the Yuanying Qi sect that was destroyed in Feng Kingdom was named “Blood Sword Valley”. It was relatively close to Yan Kingdom, and it was said that they were caught off guard.

  The True Lord Nascent Soul of Blood Sword Valley escaped from Nascent Soul under serious injury.

  …

  In the early morning of the next day, after Lu Changan finished his routine practice, the few spiritual stones in front of him were dimmed and turned into powder.

  Yuexin Island is a Tier 2 Spirit Vessel Dojo. It stands to reason that he does not need the assistance of spirit stones or pills for his daily practice here.

   “The spiritual veins of Yuexin Island are used for the cultivation of several Foundation Establishment cultivators, plus some late stages of Qi refining, which have exceeded the limit.”

   Lu Changan put away the spirit stone powder and sighed softly.

  To be precise, there are currently three Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Mu family who are practicing on Yuexin Island at the same time, and they are all somewhat reluctant.

   Not like Wu Qishan, the population is thin.

   There are also many monks in the Mu family who are in the Qi refining period, a few of them are on Yuexin Island; the rest are practicing in Feiyue Mountain Villa on the first-order spiritual vein, several branches of the second-level spiritual vein.

  Lu Changan realized that this matter might become a hidden danger in the future of Feiyue Lake.

  As the three foundation builders improve their cultivation, this situation will become more and more obvious.

  Unless it can expand outward, or buy a new spiritual pulse station.

  …

  Seven days later.

  Two foundation-building monks from the sect flew to Yuexin Island to participate in Mu Congren’s foundation-building ceremony.

  The two honored guests are Lin Lu and Zhao Tan’er.

   Zhao Tan’er came to congratulate Zhao Siyao on behalf of his master.

  This woman still has the face of a young girl, her eyebrows are like green feathers, her skin is like white snow, and her temperament is light and playful.

  Zhao Tan’er is lively, active, and likes to be lively.

  Mu Congren greeted them personally, and arranged the two of them in a private room with Lu Changan.

   “Uncle Lu, you are here too.”

  Zhao Tan’er had beautiful eyes and a sweet voice, and Shi Shiran stepped forward to salute.

   Show respect for elders.

  Although in Lu Changan’s eyes, his words and deeds were a little exaggerated, but in the end, the etiquette was in place.

   “Tan’er, Xiao Lu, sit wherever you want, don’t be too formal.”

  Lu Changan did not rely on the old to sell the old, and treated the two as monks of the same generation.

  Especially Zhao Tan’er, whose aptitude is similar to his previous life. He belongs to the sect, and his starting point is even higher.

  The three of them talked together without much estrangement.

  Lu Changan is old, but his mentality is not old.

  During the conversation, Lin Lu’s eyes were occasionally attracted by Zhao Tan’er’s frown and smile.

  Compared to the dignified, reserved, gentle or charming of many female cultivators, Zhao Tan’er is straightforward and lively, pure and generous, with a special charm.

   It seems that Zhao Tan’er just regards Lin Lu as a big brother.

  The relationship between the two parties is very close, and Zhao Tan’er occasionally ridicules and teases Lin Lu.

  Lin Lu showed tolerance, never annoyed or angry, and occasionally smiled wryly to show his weakness, which made Zhao Tan’er feel bored.

  Lu Chang’an secretly thought, it’s another falling flower, love, flow, and intentionality.

  Lin Lu is much older than Zhao Tan’er, and the difference in starting point and talent between the two is not small.

  Under various factors, Lin Lu might not even have the courage to pursue or confess.

   “Uncle Lu, you must seize the opportunity.”

  Zhao Tan’er’s pretty eyes turned, and she got acquainted with Lu Changan, so she couldn’t help joking:

   “Master, in the past two years, has begun to plan for the opportunity to form an alchemy. If you can catch her now, maybe in another ten or twenty years, you will be able to have a real Taoist companion.”

   At the end, Zhao Tan’er made a “puchi” sound, her face was rosy, fresh and attractive.

   “Tan’er, don’t be rude.”

   Lin Lu smiled wryly, and reprimanded him.

  Lu Changan laughed dumbfounded, and simply didn’t answer, lest the woman be beaten with a stick.

  Zhao Siyao was promoted to the late stage of Foundation Establishment a few years ago, so it is normal to plan the opportunity to form an alchemy in advance.

   To successfully form alchemy, a normal foundation cultivator would have to plan for at least decades, or even nearly a hundred years.

   Those who can succeed are very few.

  Anyway, Lu Changan did not believe that Zhao Siyao could successfully form alchemy in ten or twenty years, even if it was a fake alchemy.

  If it is a genius of the earth spirit root, with a deep background and a good opportunity, it is possible to do it.

  …

  Mu Congren’s foundation building ceremony lasted for several days.

  Guests from all walks of life come and go.

  The night before Lu Changan’s departure.

  Mu Bingyun, who was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, visited his yard in private to ask some questions.

   Facing this former little Guifeng maid, the lonely man and the lonely woman lived in the same room, and Lu Changan kept a proper sense of distance.

  After being promoted to Foundation Establishment, Mu Bingyun dared to look him directly.

  This woman’s eyes are mixed with respect, trust, and hidden emotions.

  If the question Mu Bingyun asks for advice involves family strategy and is related to Li Erqing, Lu Changan will not express his personal opinion.

   Regarding personal cultivation or talisman art, Lu Changan gave some advice.

   “Uncle Lu, it has been a few years since the foundation of the Hui tribe was established. Bingyun suddenly felt that it was still the days when she was in Xiaoguifeng, peaceful and worry-free.”

  Mu Bingyun’s face was as clear as snow, with a slight smile, and reminiscing.

   “I don’t know how sister Qiaozhi is now; how much the black turtle has grown up; the rock mouse has been working hard, do you feel tired…”

  The two chatted for half an hour.

   Eyes met from time to time, and they didn’t dodge each other, nor did they exceed the etiquette.

  Finally, Mu Bingyun bowed gracefully, bid farewell and left.

   Watching the familiar Yingying leave.

  Lu Changan thought of the tendency that Mu Bingyun expressed just now on the family issue.

  Family has three major foundations, and there are many people in the Qi refining clan. The first and second-order spiritual veins exceed the limit of commitment, and the competition for resources is too fierce.

  Mu Bingyun hopes that Li Erqing’s line can “extend” to the outside world, which will benefit the long-term development of the Mu family.

   It is not easy to speak directly.

   After all, Li Erqing is worthy of the Mu family. As the ancestor of the foundation establishment, he once protected Feiyue Lake for a period of time.

  Mu Bingyun wants Lu Changan to act as a middleman, to bring together the two parties to discuss in harmony, and to sort out a relatively fair and mutually acceptable plan.

  This kind of family event.

  How could Lu Changan, an outsider who had been away from the Mu family for decades, intervene?

  The next day, he bid farewell to Li Erqing’s grandfather and grandson.

   Just dodge and leave.

  He didn’t want to fall into the possible split vortex of the Mu family.

  (end of this chapter)