I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals - Chapter 184

Chapter 184 Parting from Mandarin Ducks

The news of the neighboring country’s battlefield was transmitted to Jinyun Valley, and then transferred to Wuqi Mountain by letter, with at least half a year’s delay in the middle.

The fact that this letter was received meant that Zhao Siyao’s life was not in danger at that time.

In the letter, Zhao Siyao’s experience of arriving at the Battlefield of Feng Kingdom for more than a year was relayed.

Zhao Siyao was in charge of the logistics and guarding. During this period, there was a small-scale encounter, and there was no danger in general.

Understatement in the letter.

But Lu Changan understands that in actual life-and-death battles, casualties and cruelty are inevitable.

However, the overhaul in the late stage of foundation establishment has far better combat effectiveness than that in the middle stage, and the survival rate is higher.

The letter also mentioned Zhang Tieshan.

Zhang Tieshan fought on the frontline battlefield, made many military exploits, was well-known, and once escaped from the pursuit of a fake real person.

As for Lin Lu, who was trapped in the battlefield of Feng Kingdom two years ago, no trace has been found so far.

Zhao Siyao’s speculation is that either he will die or there will be no bones left.

Either be captured alive by enemy forces, plant a ban, drive them as slaves, and work in dangerous areas such as underground mines and abyss forbidden areas.

“According to the calculation, Liang Guozong’s expedition lasted for three or four years. Except for the rapid progress in the initial stage, the progress in the future is gentle. It can only be said to be profitable.”

“In the past three years, there have been no twists and turns, just like a pool of stagnant water.”

Lu Changan frowned slightly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

This comes from the sense of smell experienced in the previous two lives.

Sometimes, the superficial calm does not mean the real balance and stability.

Feng country has a profound foundation in the world of cultivating immortals, facing Liang Guo, a weak country, taking advantage of the fire, and did not make a strong counterattack.

At the end of the letter, Zhao Taner issued a suggestion of “hate iron but not steel”, and said aggressively:

“Uncle Lu, you can be a turtle for a while, but you can’t be a turtle forever.”

“If I were you, I should follow my master bravely, go to the front line to fight side by side, live and die together, and have no regrets in this life. In this way, I will also win the hope of becoming a real person on the first line.”

Lu Changan laughed dumbfoundedly, and put away the letter.

He wrote back to Zhao Tan’er, claiming that he was not good enough for Fairy Zhao, and he didn’t want to go to the front to hold back.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, this is self-knowledge.

“Jinyun Valley’s news channels are relatively simple, and it is difficult to involve the real upper class.”

Lu Changan thought about it.

…

A few days later.

He left Wuqi Mountain, flew south for more than half a day, and arrived at a law enforcement stronghold in Lihuo Palace.

Song Wenshu is the deputy director of this stronghold. The principal is a fake alchemist who seldom cares about specific matters and generally doesn’t stay here.

Song Wenshu has a good background, holds real power, and manages the surrounding areas.

In a stone hall at the stronghold of Lihuo Palace, Song Wenshu personally received Lu Changan.

Lu Changan came to visit and brought a small gift.

This is not the first time he has come here. Since the night fisherman battle, the relationship between the two parties has actually become closer.

Song Wenshu didn’t know at all that the murderer who killed Senior Brother Zhuo was very close at hand.

There is a class gap in the world of cultivating immortals in terms of the status of the two. Normally speaking, they belong to different circles and it is difficult to blend in.

The reason why the two sides can have friendship is not only Lu Changan’s talisman master skills, but also his impressive strength.

Being able to talk and keeping up with vision is also an important reason.

Otherwise, the level of cognition is different, and a few words are seen through by others, and they immediately fall into the lower class.

After chatting for a while, Lu Changan brought the topic to the neighboring country’s battlefield.

“A person as leisurely as Fellow Daoist Lu would care about the situation of the frontline war.”

Song Wenshu said in surprise.

“My two foundation-building friends who have been friends for hundreds of years in Jinyun Valley are now on the battlefield, and there is very little news…”

Lu Changan was prepared, and sighed.

Lihuo Palace, as the only Nascent Soul-level force in Liang Guoxiu’s world, is definitely the leader of this war.

A certain elder of Song Wenshu is a high-level executive in Lihuo Palace, and may know some more confidential information.

“Fellow Daoist Lu don’t have to worry. Our side has always been dominant in the frontline battlefield, and our casualties are lower than those of the Feng Kingdom.”

Song Wenshu has a well-thought-out look.

“Furthermore, our sect of the Liang Kingdom does not insist on capturing the enemy’s territory. The focus is on searching for materials, including scarce strategic resources, inheritance of exercises, etc.”

Hearing this, Lu Changan understood Liang Guozong’s war intentions.

To capture the enemy’s territory, you still need to guard and manage it, and the cost is too high.

Looting, seeking short-term interests, and enhancing the heritage of the country.

Only when conditions permit will some spiritual resources be occupied.

“Did I think too much?”

Lu Changan understands that if a war is launched purely with the goal of plunder, it will generally not exceed ten years.

…

While the two were talking, a cold voice came from outside, faintly passing through the restriction.

“Song Wenshu! How dare you speak up!”

“The overhaul in the later stage of foundation establishment of the Lihuo Palace, are you worried about Jiang’s challenge from a casual cultivator?”

Lu Changan felt that voice was a bit familiar.

“Brother Song, Jiang Yechen is here again.”

A law-enforcing monk in the foundation-building period walked in quickly and asked Song Wenshu what to do.

“Let him go.”

Song Wenshu’s expression was slightly unnatural, and he waved his hands.

“You made Fellow Daoist Lu laugh.”

Song Wenshu apologized authentically, and set up a layer of enhanced sound insulation enchantment.

“Jiang Yechen? Song Daoyou has a grudge with him?”

Lu Changan said in surprise.

Jiang Yechen came from the Jiang family, one of the seven great families, but was expelled from the family.

This person has extraordinary aptitude and is also an alchemist. He once came to Wuqi Mountain to compete for the peak master.

She and Shen Bixin, the daughter of “Tengxing Chamber of Commerce”, are lovers.

“Just a little misunderstanding.”

Song Wenshu smiled wryly, and explained:

“Ms. Song and Ms. Shen fell in love at first sight, and got the blessings of the elders of both parties, and entered into a marriage contract. However, that Jiang Daoyou thought that he was using a dirty trick to win love.”

Hearing this, Lu Changan couldn’t help being taken aback.

A few years ago, he heard about Shen Bixin’s family and disagreed with Jiang Yechen and Shen Bixin being together.

Jiang Yechen and Shen Bixin have deep feelings for each other.

Back then, Jiang Yechen desperately protected him and sent Shen Bixin to Wu Qishan for treatment.

Unexpectedly, many years later, Shen Bixin was engaged to Song Wenshu.

“If Fellow Daoist Song is doing well, the Ming matchmaker is getting married, so don’t worry about it.”

How much inside information there is, Lu Changan is not clear, and it is difficult to judge whether it is right or wrong.

“Fellow Daoist Lu and fellow Daoist Jiang also know each other, so I can help with persuasion when I have time. Song Mounian didn’t care about him as a fiancee.”

When Song Wenshu said this, his tone sank slightly.

“Definitely in the future.”

Lu Changan responded superficially.

Then Jiang Yechen is not a simple person, he will not interfere in this matter.

…

Half an hour later.

Lu Changan left the stronghold of Lihuo Palace.

Fly hundreds of miles.

There was a sound of breaking through the air from the side, and a late-stage foundation-building escaping light quickly approached, blocking Lu Changan’s way.

“Jiang Daoyou, who are you?”

Lu Changan looked puzzled, and looked at the handsome and feminine man in purple robe with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

“Lu Chang’an, I thought you were a casual cultivator who kept aloof from the world and maintained a clean life. I didn’t expect to join forces with a despicable person like Song Wenshu.”

Jiang Yechen’s eyes glowed coldly, and he scolded coldly.

“Jiang Daoyou, pay attention to your words! Lu and Song Daoyou are normal friends and don’t understand what you are talking about.”

Lu Changan said in a deep voice with a worried expression on his face.

Jiang Yechen exuded a powerful spiritual pressure, his face was cold, and he stared at Lu Changan’s face, as if he wanted to see a flaw in it.

If Lu Changan shows his feet, he may have the intention of making a move.

“In order to get Bi Xin, Song Wenshu used dirty means to separate our relationship as a third party. In the end, this thief relied on his background from Lihuo Palace to make an engagement with Bi Xin…”

Jiang Yechen’s pupils were bloodshot, and his cold tone was full of indignation.

“Is there any solid evidence for what Jiang Daoyou said?”

Lu Changan realized that Jiang Yechen’s mood was unstable.

A woman who has been in love with her for decades becomes someone else’s fiancée. It is impossible for any normal man to be indifferent.

That is, Song Wenshu has a strong background and strong strength.

An ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator would have been forcibly killed by Jiang Yechen long ago.

You know, Jiang Yechen was rumored to have killed his adoptive mother in his early years and abolished his biological father’s cultivation.

“Although there is no hard evidence, Jiang can see Song Wenshu’s bad intentions from various clues. The important thing is that Jiang concluded that this person definitely does not really like Bixin.”

Jiang Yechen said firmly.

“Well, what Jiang Daoyou said may make sense.”

Lu Changan responded on the surface.

Jiang Yechen’s experience may be worthy of sympathy, but what he said is one-sided, mostly subjective speculation.

Judging from past rumors, this person’s temperament tends to go to extremes.

“Lu has something else to do…”

Lu Changan was too lazy to bother, so he got up to leave.

“Fellow Daoist Lu wait a moment, Jiang has something to ask.”

Jiang Yechen reached out to stop Lu Changan.

Hoo! Boom!

The powerful mana in the late stage of foundation establishment rolled up a swirling wind of flying sand, which was blocked by Lu Changan’s body protection shield.

Jiang Yechen’s mana is as profound as Song Wenshu’s.

Lu Changan frowned: “What’s the matter, Fellow Daoist Jiang?”

If it wasn’t for some friendship in the past, Jiang Yechen’s rash and rude behavior could be regarded as robbery and launched a “self-defense counterattack”.

“Jiang hopes that Fellow Daoist Lu and Fairy Shi can come forward to make peace, invite Bi Xin out to meet me, and clarify the misunderstanding…”

Jiang Yechen bowed and begged.

Lu Changan secretly slandered: Shen Bixin doesn’t even want to see you, so what can I clarify?

“What if I refuse?” Lu Changan said calmly.

Jiang Yechen straightened his body, looked at him with cold star-like deep eyes, and said to himself:

“Fellow Daoist Lu agrees!”

Very sleepy, no change on the night of the 3rd. .

(end of this chapter)