I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals - Chapter 169

Chapter 169 No future troubles

Heard Ye Fei’s strong speech.

The expressions of the yellow-skinned young man and the black-robed nun who were hunted down changed instantly.

“Our brother and sister passed by near Wu Qishan, and we were going to buy some supplies along the way. Wu Qishan just refused to save him, just sat and watched the robbery and repaired evil, and turned away the guests?”

The yellow-skinned youth looked sad and indignant, angrily scolded.

The three of Lu Chang’an ignored his questioning, and each sacrificed a top-quality magic weapon to prevent the two brothers and sisters from breaking into Wuqi Mountain.

“How can someone who comes to buy things at night and fight fiercely with others in the mountains and forests? I, Wu Qishan, only receive normal guests and do not participate in external grievances.”

Lu Changan said in a flat tone.

He and Ye Fei respectively control a second-tier mid-tier and lower-tier puppets.

With such a lineup, coupled with the home game, even if the opponent is a group of five, there is no need to be afraid.

“The three peak masters are smart people. I will remember this kindness.”

After chasing and killing the leader in the black gauze bamboo hat among the three, he let out a hoarse chuckle.

The two yellow-skinned youths who were hunted down had no choice but to go around the edge of Wuqi Mountain and flee to the other side.

In this way, he took a detour.

Soon, the trio of black gauze hats approached and intercepted them.

After a quick fight, the two young men with yellow skins had their magical artifacts broken, their aura dimmed, and their bodies were hung with colors.

“Brother, since you can’t escape, let’s fight them!”

The wounded black-robed female cultivator gritted her silver teeth tightly, and her cold face was filled with despair and despair.

“Little sister, run! I will stand against them!”

The yellow-skinned young man cast a secret technique, purple-blue blood streaks appeared on his face, and his mana breath soared, approaching the late stage of foundation establishment.

He pushed the black-robed female cultivator away, and frantically counterattacked the three black gauze hats alone.

“Hehe, the dog jumped the wall in a hurry.”

The leader of the black gauze bamboo hat, his mana fluctuated sharply, from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the late stage.

“You actually hid your cultivation…”

Three hits one, quickly knocked down the yellow-skinned youth and cut him into several pieces.

See this scene.

The three peak masters of Mount Wuqi were slightly taken aback.

From this, it can be concluded that the two foundation-building monks are not in the same group.

Shi Manrong and Lu Changan looked at each other, feeling a little impatient, and stopped talking.

“elder brother!”

The black-robed female cultivator who fled for a certain distance was distraught, and two lines of tears fell down her beautiful face.

“That female cultivator is quite attractive, capture her alive as soon as possible, and sell her for a big price afterwards…”

The leader of the black gauze bamboo hat looked at Wu Qishan and the others with a little vigilance.

It was the late stage of foundation establishment, he stepped behind himself and let his two subordinates chase after him first.

“Wu Qishan! Sooner or later, you will suffer the consequences—”

The black-robed female cultivator not only hated the three Jiexiu, but also had a lot of resentment towards the three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain.

She glanced coldly in her pretty eyes, remembering the indifferent faces of Lu Changan and the other three.

Lu Changan frowned imperceptibly.

However, with the speed of the black-robed female cultivator, she couldn’t escape the pursuit of the three Jiexiu, especially the leader in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air from the southeast.

A ray of red light flew from among the clouds in the night sky.

“Withdraw!”

The leader of the black gauze bamboo hat took a look, his face changed drastically, and without thinking, he stopped his two subordinates and retreated quickly.

Seeing that she was about to catch up with the black-robed female cultivator, she gave up directly.

…

“A monk from the Palace of Fire?”

The three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain couldn’t help but be amazed when they saw the red iron boat flying in the distance.

That is the exclusive flying instrument of the Lihuo Palace. On both sides of the boat, there is a flame pattern composed of water droplets and small flame seedlings, which is in the shape of a light spiral during flight.

There are four Foundation Establishment monks on the airship.

Led by the late foundation establishment period, he is a man in green shirt with elegant temperament and refreshing face.

“Song Wenshu?”

Lu Changan recognized this person.

During the beast tide many years ago, Song Wenshu accompanied the “Red Pine Man” from the Palace of Lihuo to solve the case, captured the murderer of the massacre in the Fox Valley, and met Lu Changan.

In the next few years, Lu Changan and this person only met once by chance, and they had no friendship with each other.

“Brother Song, the escaped evil cultivator is suspected to be the robber cultivator ‘Dark Night Fisherman’ who was wanted by several major sects back then.”

On the orange flying boat, a bearded man in the middle stage of foundation establishment recognized the identity of the man in the black gauze hat.

“Night fisherman? This person likes to move at night, wears a bamboo hat, robs wealth and sex, and disappears…”

Song Wenshu immediately remembered the information about this wanted man, who was well-known in Liang Guo.

His most famous method of committing a crime is to sell a few female nuns of the Zongmen for fun in the black market. Afterwards, he was severely wanted by the Zongmen and hid in hiding for ten or twenty years.

“The three of us pursued, and you are investigating at the scene.”

Song Wenshu left the bearded man behind, took two fellow disciples, and chased in the direction where the night fisherman was escaping.

“Fellow Daoist Lu.”

Before leaving, Song Wenshu and Lu Changan looked at each other from a distance, and the two sides greeted each other briefly.

Lu Changan showed a little flattered, and reminded:

“Song Daoyou, be careful. The leader of the robbery cultivator just now concealed his cultivation. It may not be easy.”

The strength of Zongmen monks is often better than that of monks of the same rank outside.

Song Wenshu has a strong background in Lihuo Palace, as long as he doesn’t underestimate the enemy, he won’t overturn.

The bearded man left behind is also a monk of Lihuo Palace, a confidant of Song Wenshu, and his name is Cao Yuan.

After the two sides introduced, Cao Yuan learned about the situation on the spot in Wuqi Mountain.

After inspecting the body of the yellow-skinned young man, Cao Yuan was thoughtful.

Glanced at the direction in which the black-robed female cultivator was escaping, feeling a little regretful.

“Cao Daoyou, what are the identities of the two brothers and sisters who were hunted down?”

Lu Changan’s heart moved, and he asked.

“The two brothers and sisters, named Pei Wenkang and Pei Qiuyan, came from a ruined cultivating family. Before that, they bought a store at a high price in the ‘Liaoyuan Immortal City’ and owed a loan. Due to poor management, they lost all their money…”

“A few days ago, the brothers and sisters of the Pei family went shopping and found that a small caravan was being targeted by Jiexiu. They fought fiercely, and finally Jiexiu retreated. The two suddenly had evil thoughts, took advantage of the fire, and ransacked the caravan that suffered heavy casualties. .”

“However, the incident was revealed not long after, and the Pei brothers and sisters couldn’t get along in Liaoyuan Immortal City, so they fled overnight.”

After listening to Cao Yuan’s narration, Lu Changan understood that the brothers and sisters were not real Jiexiu.

Before doing business in Liaoyuan Immortal City, he had always done his duty, and even had fun with others, without leaving any bad marks.

Because the business lost all its money, it coincided with the sect’s expedition, the internal control declined, the law and order were relatively chaotic, and there was a good opportunity to rob, which resulted in a difference of thought.

Cao Yuan speculates: The two brothers and sisters picked Jiexiu’s peaches that day, and the latter was probably a subordinate of the “Dark Night Fisherman”, so he was targeted, chased and killed, and fled to the nearby area.

One of the bases for its speculation is that the “Night Fisherman” is good at tracking, and the prey that was targeted back then rarely escaped.

…

Half an hour later.

Song Wenshu led two Foundation Establishment monks back to Mount Wuqi, and joined Cao Yuan who stayed behind to investigate.

“Song Daoyou, have you caught up with those three robbers?”

The three peak masters of Lu Changan greeted him.

“The night fisherman was quite cunning, and set up a cover along the way, and fled separately with his subordinates. In the end, we only killed one of his subordinates in the early stage of foundation establishment.”

Song Wenshu sighed softly and said regretfully.

Lu Changan had expected this.

Although the Night Fisherman became famous for a while, he did not dare to fight to the death with the elite monks from Lihuo Palace.

Not only the gap in strength.

Even if he wins by luck, killing the Foundation Establishment cultivator with a background in Lihuo Palace may attract the real attention of Lihuo Palace’s senior management. At that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in Liang Guo, and it is doomed to escape.

Subsequently, Song Wenshu learned that the brothers and sisters of the Pei family who were hunted down by Jie Xiu also had a criminal record in Liaoyuan Xiancheng.

It is the site of Lihuo Palace.

“Pei Qiuyan was seriously injured. There may be traces on the road. Let’s try to chase him down and capture him.”

Song Wenshu was too lazy to do it himself, and handed it over to Cao Yuan’s three Foundation Establishment subordinates.

It was late that night.

Song Wenshu was a guest at Xiaogui Peak in Wuqi Mountain, and received a banquet hosted by the three peak owners.

Lu Chang’an and the others were naturally happy to make friends with the monks from Lihuo Palace.

Song Wenshu never underestimated the three major craftsmen of Wu Qishan.

Back then, the mysterious robbery gang that committed the “Fox Valley Massacre” was more powerful and covert than the “Night Fisherman”.

In that battle, Song Wenshu has a deep memory. Lu Changan and Ye Fei played their strengths well, and at the same time defeated the strong with the weak.

Especially Lu Changan, who assisted Daoist Hongsong to kill the mysterious thief leader in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Until now, the identity of the mysterious thief leader is still a mystery.

…

The next morning.

The three of Cao Yuan returned, with depressed expressions, and joined Song Wenshu.

“Didn’t catch up?” Song Wenshu was surprised.

The target is only an injured female cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, the escape speed is limited, and most of them will leave traces.

They are all law enforcement monks from Lihuo Palace, and they are good at tracking.

“Senior Brother Song, that female cultivator left traces within hundreds of miles of fleeing Wuqi Mountain, and then inexplicably interrupted the clues and lost her trace…”

Cao Yuan blushed, bowed his head in shame.

Lu Changan’s eyes flickered slightly, paying attention to the details of what he said.

“Forget it, it’s just a little fish.”

Song Wenshu sighed, but didn’t force it.

“You made fellow Daoist Lu a joke.”

“Brother Song, don’t worry about it. Pei Qiuyan is not an extremely evil person. Maybe God has the virtue of loving life and gave her a chance to be a new person.”

Lu Changan calmly said, consolingly.

After repeated defeats, Song Wenshu was in a bad mood and felt that his face was dull, so he offered to leave.

Before parting.

Lu Changan handed a brocade bag containing spirit stones to Song Wenshu, who reluctantly accepted after several refusals.

The euphemistic name is hard work.

According to Lu Chang’an’s understanding, Song Wenshu did not participate in the neighboring country’s campaign because of his unusual background, and was responsible for the security inspection in the hinterland of Liang State and around Lihuo Palace.

Wuqi Mountain is not far from the hinterland of Liang State, and it is also counted as the edge of the area where Song Wenshu’s law enforcement patrols.

Fox Valley, which is hundreds of miles away, is the Lingmai Dojo under the name of Lihuo Palace.

…

Half a day after the monk from the Fire Palace left.

Xiaoguifeng Cave Mansion, underground secret room.

Squeak!

The Rock Rat emerged from the hidden entrance of the Chamber of Secrets.

Open your mouth and spit out a storage bag.

Spit out another ultra-thin mask that has no sense of existence.

Lu Changan opened the storage bag and took a look, his face was calm.

The value of the items in it is not as good as that of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Pick up the Magic Mask again.

Smell a trace of residual blood, and a faint feminine fragrance.

Although Pei Qiuyan was not a big villain, he clearly hated the three peak masters of Wu Qishan before he escaped.

Lu Changan naturally would not leave such a hidden danger.

An injured early foundation-builder faced a sneak attack by ground rock rats in the late stage of the second order, and was killed in one blow without any suspense.

Looking at the Imaginary Mask in his hand, Lu Changan showed a trace of exploration.

This is the first time that the Fantasy Mask has acquired an identity by killing a target and devouring its blood and soul.

He put on a mask, and a cold, strange breath blended into his skin without hindrance.

In the blink of an eye.

A female cultivator in white with icy eyes, icy skin, and glamorous temperament appeared in the secret room.

Squeak!

The Rock Rat’s eyes widened, the hair on his body exploded, and he grinned, staring at “Pei Qiuyan” who he had killed not long ago.

“It’s a pity, such a beauty.”

Lu Changan drew a water mirror with his fingers, looking at the icy and charming female cultivator’s delicate face, her skin is more than snow, her figure is slender and charming, and her long hair is as smooth as silk.

(end of this chapter)