I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals - Chapter 192

Chapter 192 Zhendan request

Xiao Danfeng, Ye Fei was not the only one who was taken away.

On the top of the mountain, those high-quality medicinal materials from the previous year were also taken away.

The rest of the items did not move, after all, time is limited.

Lu Changan and Shi Man looked at each other thoughtfully, and made a rough guess.

He Yuanwu’s doing this is nothing more than two possibilities:

“First, He Yuanwu needs Ye Fei to treat patients who cannot see the light.”

Ye Fei has settled in Wuqi Mountain for decades, and his medical skills and pharmacology are well-known in the surrounding area. Especially the eldest lady who saved the Tengxing Chamber of Commerce back then, which greatly boosted her reputation.

“Second, He Yuanwu doesn’t want Ye Fei to save someone, so he avoids this possibility in advance.”

Reminiscent of what He Yuanwu said before he left, Lu Changan tended to the latter.

Recently, He Yuanwu jumped out, targeting Huang Longshan.

“According to intelligence, the remnants of Huanglong Mountain have not been hunted down on a large scale after fleeing from Huanglong Fairy City.”

“On the one hand, the Palace of Lihuo intervened to mediate and maintain order. It is not good for those big forces to blatantly pursue and kill them.”

“On the other hand, Huanglongshan’s lineage gave up their core interests, and some private enmities were settled in the first battle that night. It is not profitable to continue to hunt and kill, but may face the backlash of burning jade and stone.”

However, there are still a few monks who don’t want to let go of the remnants of Huanglong Mountain.

He Yuanwu is a typical representative.

After Huang Longshan’s betrayal, more than anyone else, he didn’t want to see Fu Xuemei make a comeback.

…

“Could it be that there are injured high-level people in the Huanglong Mountain line who fled to the surrounding area?”

Lu Changan and Shi Manrong came to Xiaoguifeng cave to discuss countermeasures in secret.

“The Huanglong Mountain lineage had a good relationship with us in the past. Now that they are weak, even if they come to us, they still have something to ask for. We will tell you the truth, and we don’t think there will be any conflict.”

Lu Chang’an and the others were not very worried about Huang Longshan.

“On the contrary, He Yuanwu has a very bad reputation and is a potential threat to Wu Qishan.”

Lu Changan pondered.

He Yuanwu unreasonably “takes away” Ye Yaoshi, and he may also attack them for some reason.

Lu Changan and Shi Xianzi were spared, except for their strong strength and ability to protect the way, and their quasi-third-order formation.

There is another important factor, the two have a wider network than Ye Fei.

“In these years, He Yuanwu doesn’t seem to have joined any forces?”

Lu Changan confirmed.

“No.”

Fairy Master shook his head and said: “This person betrayed Huanglongshan back then, and only cooperated temporarily with the alliance of forces against Huanglongshan. Later, Fu Xuemei formed a real pill, and the alliance of forces naturally disintegrated.”

“He Yuanwu has a poor rating and has an unpleasant temperament. No one is willing to take in a traitor like a serious powerful force. Small and medium forces dare not serve him.”

The forces in the world of cultivating immortals also look at character and reputation when recruiting talents.

For example, most forces are willing to recruit “good old man” technical talents like Lu Changan.

“Being rebellious against Huanglong Mountain, He Yuanwu has not had a better life.”

Lu Changan smiled, he was not afraid of a fake real person with no background.

In recent years, He Yuanwu has mainly cooperated with some big chambers of commerce and black market forces.

Essentially, it is still a casual cultivator.

…

The next morning.

An inconspicuous horse-drawn carriage broke through the fog of formation around Wuqi Mountain.

An old servant with a stooped figure was holding the rein weakly, looking at the three main peaks with empty eyes:

“Master Dong, we have arrived at Mount Wuqi, which main peak should we go to?”

“I can’t trust the others, so go to Little Turtle Peak first.”

The man in the carriage seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and said it without thinking.

The light of the array flowed, and the carriage soared into the air steadily, heading straight for Xiaoguifeng.

In the compartment, the woman’s painful snort could be heard faintly, but it was blocked and isolated, so the outside world could not detect it.

“Miss Lan, please inform Lu Fushi, I have something urgent to meet you.”

In the carriage, there was an unfamiliar man’s face, looking tired, about thirty or forty years old.

The maid Lan Rou took the token and went to the cave to report.

“Brother Fu, please come in.”

Not long after, a man in white clothes as gentle as jade greeted him and opened the formation.

“Fellow Daoist Lu.”

The strange middle-aged man looked happy and let out a sigh of relief.

He said hello, and the servants behind him drove the carriage into Xiaoguifeng.

Through the gap in the car curtain, Lu Changan faintly saw a slim figure lying in the car, seemingly in a coma.

“Lu knows a thing or two about Lingjie’s situation. In order to avoid wasting time, let me know in advance: just yesterday, Ye Yaoshi from Xiaodan Peak was taken away by He Yuanwu.”

Lu Changan sighed bitterly.

The strange middle-aged man is Fu Dong in disguise. Needless to say, the identity of the woman who was injured and unconscious in the carriage.

This is the first time that Little Guifeng has welcomed a distinguished guest from the monk Zhendan, although he came in lying down.

…

Lu Changan came out to meet each other, let the maid avoid him, and opened the phantom array of Xiaoguifeng to cover the eyes and ears of the outside world.

“He Yuanwu, you bastard! Even Huanglongshan’s previous hostile forces are not as stubborn as he is.”

Fu Dong cursed angrily.

Thinking of his sister who was seriously injured and unconscious, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

“My sister’s injury can’t be delayed any longer. Fellow Daoist Lu, are there any monks with superb medical skills around here?”

“I’m afraid there will be none.”

Lu Chang’an knew that half-baked people who had just dabbled in the field should not try to save the monk who formed the alchemy.

Even if Ye Fei is really in Wuqi Mountain, I am afraid he is not very sure.

“Brother Lu’s wood-type health-preserving skills are good at healing and nourishing, can you help my sister take a look?”

Fu Dong gritted his teeth suddenly, as if a dead horse was acting like a living horse doctor, and suggested.

“Me? Where did Brother Fu hear the rumor?”

Lu Changan was taken aback, then laughed.

He does have some medical skills, but he is not a professional.

“This…I heard Miss Shen from the Tengxing Chamber of Commerce mention it.”

Fu Dong’s eyes flickered slightly, and he said bravely.

Lu Changan thought to himself, it was indeed no secret that he healed Shen Bixin back then, but he never mentioned nurturing to her.

Even if Shen Bixin knew, this woman is not like a talkative person.

Obviously, the news that Fu Dong knew should come from Huanglongshan’s intelligence investigation.

Of course, it is normal for Huang Longshan to investigate Lu Changan.

Except that Fu Xuemei once changed Lu Changan’s Jidan, and after the relationship between the two parties became harmonious, Huang Longshan considered recruiting Lu Changan.

“Fellow Daoist Lu, we are being tricked by villains, and we can’t find a suitable doctor around. At least, Fellow Daoist Lu is more trustworthy than others.”

After Fu Dong finished speaking, he made a long bow.

“Please Lu Fushi, save my lady.”

The stooped old servant drove the carriage to the pool, clasped his hands together, and made a hoarse request.

Lu Changan glanced at the old servant, sensing the aura of dying on his body.

“There are only a few days of life left, and you are still struggling to support, what a loyal servant!”

He secretly sighed.

Wow!

The black water turtle belching by the pool, seeing the crooked old servant approaching, shivered instinctively, and dived into the pool.

“Go ahead.”

Lu Changan’s soles felt inexplicably chilly, he glanced at the old servant, and finally nodded.

The old servant looked relaxed, glanced at the black water turtle secretly watching him in the pool, and praised in a low voice:

“Just looking at the tortoise’s attainments in the turtle’s breath technique, its owner is not an ordinary monk. We may be on the right track with this step!”

“Really?” Fu Dong’s eyes lit up, looking expectant.

Lu Changan couldn’t hear the private conversation between the two.

Lu Changan welcomed Fu Dong to the cave,

The old servant drove in the carriage.

Maybe Fu Xuemei was too seriously injured, so Fu Dong didn’t move her down.

The moment the cave gate closed.

Lu Changan’s face was solemn, his thoughts were flying.

He never expected that this famous legendary figure would come to Xiaoguifeng before his death, and he would ask for himself.

If he hadn’t been able to sense Shouyuan, he wouldn’t be able to see the truth in it.

Shouyuan only has a few days left. In such a bad physical condition, if it were a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he would have been lying on the hospital bed dying, falling into the dying stage.

“During the battle of Huanglong Mountain more than ten years ago, the strength of real Huanglong fell to the early stage of Zhendan, and now the state is even weaker…”

“Xiang Jinglong either doesn’t know Fu Xuemei’s state, or has guesses about it, so he only dares to make trouble in the dark.”

As for Master Huang Long cheating all monks by feigning death, Lu Changan was not very surprised.

He could do this in his previous life too.

After all, none of the major sects sent real high-level officials to the funeral.

Under the irreversible general situation, the real Huanglong can only abandon Huanglong Mountain and secretly preserve his successor.

…

“In advance, Lu’s medical skills are lackluster, and he is not at all sure of treating the true alchemy monks.”

Lu Changan emphasized before making a move.

“It doesn’t matter, as long as the wood-type exercises you practice have a good healing effect, and with the old man’s guidance, there should be a lot of hope.”

The old servant smiled.

At this moment, both parties knew each other well, and neither deliberately named them, otherwise it would take a lot of effort.

Lu Changan sighed, walked into the carriage, and saw the pale-faced Zhendan female cultivator who looked like an orchid in an empty valley.

Even in a coma, without opening her eyes, Fu Xuemei’s appearance and temperament surpassed most of the female cultivators in the world.

Lu Changan felt Fu Xuemei’s pulse, the white jade skin on the latter’s white wrist was cold, showing faint blue lines.

Changqing Mana carefully probed.

If it is at its peak state, the alchemy of the true alchemy cultivator will automatically resist the external force, which can instantly shock the ordinary foundation building to death.

However, Fu Xuemei is too weak right now. Weak enough for an ordinary foundation-builder to kill her easily.

After exploring for a while, Lu Changan’s expression was serious, full of surprise and doubt.

Fu Xuemei suffered extremely serious internal injuries, which were concentrated in the abdomen, where several kinds of human-level alien breaths were intertwined, causing continuous damage.

Fu Xuemei’s elixir, which is as thin as a gossamer, combined with several precious third-order secret medicines, barely suppressed the injury there, and protected the “true elixir” from further damage.

That area, except for the “true pill”, is connected to a certain organ of the woman.

Lu Changan preliminarily determined that Fu Xuemei had lost her fertility.

The destruction damage there is irreversible.

In critical situations, you must give up and give up.

There is only one choice between the true alchemy of the true alchemist and the organ.

This is probably the instinctive decision of Master Huang Long and Fu Xuemei.

“Senior, why don’t you save people yourself? At least it’s safer than being half-baked next time.”

Lu Changan asked knowingly.

From the perspective of his previous life, he knew that the current real Huanglong, with the secret medicine, was actually capable of saving Fu Xuemei.

“The exercises I practice are powerful, but not good at healing.”

The old servant paused and explained.

“More importantly, the enemy is secretly watching. The old man has not fulfilled his wish, and there is only one chance to make a move.”

“I see.”

Lu Changan nodded.

Real Huanglong only made one shot.

You will die when you run out!

If it is used to save people, it can only get Fu Xuemei out of crisis.

Fu Xuemei has just woken up, and her strength is not one in ten. It will take at least a year and a half to return to the peak.

If you rush to save people, maybe none of them will survive in the end.

Fu Xuemei’s injury was serious, but it was not terminally ill.

If it can be saved by a doctor, it is safer for real Huanglong to keep a phone call.

“There’s not much time, so please take action, little friend Lu. After the matter is done, I will give you a thank you gift.”

The old servant clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

Looking at the crooked figure in front of him.

Lu Changan thought back in the past, in front of the Qingming Secret Realm, he didn’t dare to look directly at the real Huanglong, he could only look out of the corner of his eye, for fear of being noticed by the other party.

Today, this legendary alchemy monk who is dying is asking himself so sincerely.

“The matter has come to this, I have no choice.”

Lu Changan took a deep breath, as if to calm down.

His hands trembled slightly, and he circulated the evergreen mana, sticking to Fu Xuemei’s abdomen through the moon white skirt.

For this kind of serious injury, the pharmacists in the foundation building stage have to go all out, be cautious, not allow the slightest mistake, and can’t do the air-to-air treatment with ease.

“Hmm~ah!”

As soon as the contact was made, Fu Xuemei felt pain between her brows, as if heart-piercing, and her face became paler.

(end of this chapter)