I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals - Chapter 190

Chapter 190 How to Repay

half year later.

Xiaoguifeng secret room.

Lu Chang’an pinched the tactic in his hand and used the control tactic. A humanoid leather armor puppet lying on the ground flipped up vigorously.

The leather armored puppet has sharp eyes, a longbow and quiver on its back, and a short sword pinned to its waist.

Pulling out the longbow, a silver-gray arrow lingered in a blue wind cluster; the bow string flickered with electric arcs, and the spiritual power fluctuations emitted were enough to shock the late stage of foundation establishment.

Whoosh!

The arrow flew away at a high speed, piercing through the second-order raw ore about a foot thick, and the remaining power was absorbed by the restriction of the secret room.

“As expected of a second-tier top puppet who is good at attacking.”

Lu Changan was overjoyed, and checked the condition of the bow and arrow puppet to confirm that the refining was successful.

After completing the procurement of materials, after half a year, Lu Changan was the first to make a breakthrough in the puppet technique.

Today, refined into a top-tier puppet of the second order.

Of course, the second-order top-tier is still in the second-order top-grade category, the difference is that the quality reaches the second-order peak.

Theoretically speaking, the level of this puppet is equivalent to the peak of the late foundation establishment.

But normally speaking, the combat power of puppets is inferior to that of monks. Puppets are dead things after all, while human monks have advantages in spiritual intelligence, the use of skills and spells, and foreign objects such as talismans.

However, Lu Changan has a strong spiritual sense and profound knowledge in puppet control, and he is confident that this puppet can rival a senior foundation-establishment late stage.

Moreover, this archer puppet abandons defense and maximizes the attack, which is very lethal to ordinary foundation building.

Especially in the case of ambush and surprise attack.

“If there are seven or eight bow and arrow puppets like this, they will be fake alchemy real people, and they will not be able to withstand the damage.”

Lu Changan put away the puppet, conceived.

However, he didn’t have that much material at hand. Refining puppets takes quite a long time, the higher the grade, the longer it will take.

…

“One hundred and thirty-five years old.”

A few days later, when Lu Changan left the customs, he realized that his lifespan had been spent for another year.

Unknowingly, he has practiced in Wuqi Mountain for sixty or seventy years.

The maid, Lan Rou, has changed from a slim girl back then to a mature beauty in her thirties.

This is still a case of focusing on beauty.

“Calculating the time, Daoyou Zhao and Daoyou Zhang should have recovered from their injuries.”

Lu Changan thought about it.

About three months ago, Zhao Siyao and Zhang Tieshan returned to Jinyun Valley, but their injuries were not healed, they needed rest and had to deal with the aftermath.

Lu Changan and Zhao Siyao agreed in a letter to get together after returning.

He plans to visit two friends who survived the catastrophe in the near future.

Zhao Siyao originally wanted to come to Mount Wuqi in person, but was declined by Lu Changan in a letter.

Given Zhao Siyao’s status as a cultivator, it was somewhat unusual for her to visit a casual cultivator before her injury had healed.

Lu Changan didn’t want the outside world to associate the “third-order talisman” that Zhao Siyao had used with himself.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to refine a third-order talisman with a cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Even if Lu Changan had a strong spiritual sense and the skills of a third-rank talisman master in his previous life, he still couldn’t do this.

Because, the symbols need corresponding mana support.

The difference in mana between the foundation building stage and the alchemy stage is too large.

It is not uncommon for a talisman master with fake alchemy to refine third-order talismans.

To be able to refine one by chance in the late stage of foundation building can be regarded as extremely talented, and the price is extremely high, there is no cost performance at all.

…

Ten days later.

Golden Cloud Valley, in a secluded waterscape cave.

Four Foundation Establishment monks, two men and two women, sat facing each other.

The first two late stage foundation builders are none other than Zhang Tieshan and Zhao Siyao, who exude a faint evil spirit.

Especially Zhang Tieshan, who has more evil spirits on his body. Obviously, he has harvested the lives of many monks from enemy countries in the frontline battlefield.

The evil spirit on Zhao Siyao’s body was much weaker.

Compared to the elegant and refined look of the past, she has a fairy air, and the divine light between her brows is even sharper.

Lu Changan had to admit that the war of cultivating immortals had a very good sharpening effect on monks.

Experiencing the front line of life and death will help squeeze the potential of monks, and even break their own limit shackles.

The premise is that you can come back alive.

“If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. After experiencing this battle, the future path of the two fellow Taoists may be smoother.”

Lu Changan spoke auspicious words.

“Borrow fellow Daoist Lu for auspicious words. I hope fellow Daoist Zhao and I will enjoy good fortune in the future when we form alchemy.”

Zhang Tieshan’s voice was hearty, and scars were faintly visible on his slightly darkened skin.

Zhao Siyao smiled in his eyes, raised his eyebrows lightly, and sometimes looked at his old friend in white whose face had remained unchanged for a hundred years. This time when they met, they seemed quiet and reticent.

Obviously it was a figure that was no longer familiar, but her clear and soft eyes seemed to have a kind of bright movement when they first met.

“Uncle Lu, if the battlefield had that effect, why didn’t you listen to Tan’er’s advice back then and follow…”

Zhao Tan’er burst into a smile, revealing her plaid-like teeth.

“Tan’er, don’t be rude! At this age, I don’t know how to be more prudent.

Zhao Siyao’s expression changed slightly, and he coldly reprimanded the female disciple for interrupting her words.

Zhao Tan’er stuck out her tongue, not daring to speak anymore.

She is lively and bold on weekdays, and occasionally outspoken, but she is still quite afraid of Master.

“It’s okay, Tan’er has a straightforward temperament and no malice.”

Lu Changan waved his hands.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are a few monks with a simple and sincere heart, which has remained unchanged for hundreds or thousands of years, as if they will never “mature”.

It’s not that they are really simple and have remained unchanged. This is a state of practice that fits the self.

Such monks have no mental internal friction, are difficult to invade by external demons, and often have an advantage in their mood, which is called “the heart of a child”

Zhao Tan’er may not be the real heart of a child, but has similar qualities.

Lu Changan remembered that when this woman was promoted to the middle stage of foundation establishment, she was more smooth than the same high-grade spiritual root.

“Fellow Daoist Lu’s mana doesn’t seem to be far from the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Back then, he was a late bloomer, but now he still has great stamina, catching up with many fellow Daoists of the same generation.”

Zhang Tieshan was a little surprised when he observed Lu Changan.

“Lu Mou just has a good mentality and a solid foundation, and he doesn’t really lack spirit stone resources.”

Lu Changan said modestly.

“Fellow Daoist Lu, can you be sure to advance to the late stage of Foundation Establishment?”

Zhao Siyao said.

“I have entrusted someone to make a broken-level elixir. In the late stage of foundation establishment, I should be 30 to 40% sure.”

Lu Changan pondered.

“30% to 40% sure?” Zhao Siyao and Zhang Tieshan looked at each other, smiling without saying a word.

Having known each other for a hundred years, the two of them have a better understanding of Lu Changan’s character.

It is said that it is 30% to 40%, but in reality, I am afraid that it is 70% to 80%.

“Although fellow Daoist Lu is slow in practice, if he can keep improving steadily and steadily, with such a character, he is very similar to a rare evergreen ancient tree in the world of cultivating immortals.”

Zhang Tieshan praised.

“Evergreen ancient wood? Is it the kind of ancient spiritual wood that can grow evergreen as long as the annual rings are enough?”

Zhao Tan’er blurted out with a crisp voice.

“How can Lu Mojie, a casual cultivator, be compared with an evergreen ancient tree.”

Lu Changan’s heart skipped a beat.

When he mentioned the evergreen ancient wood, his mind had a mysterious appeal.

“However, Lu Mou wishes everyone present here to be like evergreen trees, and the road to immortality will be evergreen.”

Lu Changan’s words made the three of them agree, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

…

At sunset, Lu Changan bid farewell.

The three sects established the foundation and sent Lu Changan to the gate of the cave.

“Fellow Daoist Lu, I’ll give you a ride.”

Zhao Siyao suggested.

“Okay.” Lu Changan glanced at her and agreed.

Zhao Siyao’s temperament does not deliberately exchange pleasantries, so he should have something to talk to him alone.

Zhao Tan’er gave Zhang Tieshan a wink, but the two wisely did not follow.

Lu Changan and Zhao Siyao, dressed in white and skirted like a couple, flew out of Jinyun Valley side by side.

“Very good!”

Zhao Tan’er jumped for joy, watching the two elders leave with a sense of relief on his face.

Outside Jinyun Valley.

Mountain wind blowing, slightly cool.

Zhao Siyao wears a phoenix hairpin and a fluttering fairy skirt. She is tall and graceful, with a picturesque side face, elegant and refined.

Along the way, the two of them occasionally met their eyes, smiled slightly, and were silent in tacit understanding.

until flying hundreds of miles out of Jinyun Valley.

Zhao Siyao slowed down, his clear and beautiful eyes settled on Lu Changan’s face, and then he spoke:

“Thank you, without that talisman, Siyao would never see Fellow Daoist Lu again…”

“Zhao Daoyou, what talisman? Why can’t I understand?”

Lu Changan said doubtfully.

Zhao Siyao was startled, staring at this familiar face for a while.

She didn’t expose it, but suddenly smiled, her face brightened, and she sighed softly:

“Lu Changan, how do you want me to repay such a great kindness?”

Having known each other for more than a hundred years, Zhao Siyao called her by his first name for the first time.

“If you want to say kindness, without the help of Daoyou Zhao, Lu couldn’t build the foundation smoothly. When Huanglong Xiancheng was alchemy, he faced Fu Xuemei, and Daoist Zhao helped to defend him. When Lu built the foundation, he was also the inseparable guardian of Daoist Zhao.”

Lu Changan said sincerely.

From the Qi refining period to the foundation building period for hundreds of years, he was able to practice relatively stably, and he also had the support of his friends in the sect.

Fighting side by side in the Black Mist Mountains, experiencing life and death, refining the Foundation Establishment Pill twice… All kinds of pasts have given him enough tacit trust with Zhao Siyao.

It is precisely because of this that he secretly gave Zhao Siyao a treasure talisman a few years ago.

“You don’t have to worry about it. If you insist on repaying it, I wish you a successful alchemy as soon as possible, so that Lu can hug her thigh.”

Hearing this, Zhao Siyao made a puff, and his clear eyes were like melting winter snow.

Afterwards, the two chatted about some light topics and past events.

As night fell, the moonlight was like water, making the figures of the two people in white clothes and skirts look cooler.

“I heard that Fellow Daoist Lu and Fairy Shi have a good relationship?”

Zhao Siyao said calmly.

“It’s okay, we have been neighbors for many years, and we hit it off.”

Lu Changan said calmly.

The relationship between him and Fairy Shi cannot escape the observation of interested people.

Zhao Siyao pursed his lips lightly, remained silent for a few breaths, then nodded and said, “When will Fellow Daoist Lu plan to get married and marry Fairy Master?”

Lu Changan shook his head and said: “The situation in the world of cultivating immortals is changing, and the foundation-building stage can stand firm and have a foothold. But it’s not like Jiedan Daoist who has magic weapons and supernatural powers. If he can’t withstand strong winds and waves, how dare he marry a wife and have children?”

“You Daoist Lu is prepared for danger in times of peace, this statement is not bad.”

Zhao Siyao smiled slightly.

She asked again: “What if Fellow Daoist Lu forms a fake pill in the future?”

Actually, with Lu Changan’s age and aptitude, being able to become a fake alchemy real person can be regarded as a blessing from ten lifetimes of cultivation.

Such an assumption is regarded as flattering Lu Changan.

“If a fake pill is obtained, Lu will find a female cultivator who has a good impression of each other, marry and have a son, establish a family of cultivators, and cultivate future generations well.”

Lu Changan told the truth.

“Yes.” Zhao Siyao glanced at him without commenting.

“Zhao Daoyou, there is no need to send any more, I hope the alchemy will be formed soon.”

“Fellow Daoist Lu, the road is obstructed and long, may the road to immortality be evergreen.”

The two looked at each other for the last time, and they stopped for a few breaths, without hiding the appreciation in each other’s eyes.

The figures in white clothes and skirts staggered past and flew in different directions.

…

Two months later.

Wuqi Mountain, Xiaoguifeng.

“This is the first time in Lu’s life that he was invited to participate in the event of the real person Jiedan—although it was a funeral.”

Lu Changan held the black and white invitation letter in his hand, and looked at the elegant and dignified Fairy Shi beside him.

“Master Huanglong is definitely dead?”

“Invitations to funerals are sent everywhere, so there should be no false ones.”

Shi Manrong’s voice is gentle.

“Manrong, for the funeral of Master Huang Long, do you think I will go or not?”

Lu Changan pondered, as if he couldn’t make up his mind.

The update time is indeed in the underworld, but the current biological clock is groggy during the day and energetic at night.

(No update on the night of the 11th. When I got home late, I drank a glass of wine and felt dizzy.)

(end of this chapter)