Chapter 194 Petrified Earth Dragon
After a brief heartbeat.
Lu Changan quickly calmed down and guessed Huang Long's intentions.
"Fu Xuemei's injury is only just out of danger, and her strength is not one in ten. It may take more than half a year to recover to the peak."
"Such a long period of weakness requires me to take care of her day and night, and use health exercises to speed up her recovery from injuries."
"On the way to evacuate to neighboring countries, we have to share the unknown risk of chasing soldiers. This is not a Taoist companion, it is simply a free doctor, bodyguard, and nanny."
Lu Changan couldn't help but admire that Master Huang Long's calculations were very precise.
"Even if I have survived all this, when Fu Xuemei is out of danger and arrives in a neighboring country, Fu Xuemei will restore the full power of Daoist Jiedan. As a casual cultivator of Foundation Establishment, how can I have the right to be independent? At that time, it will be up to her conscience to decide whether it will be good or bad."
Thinking of this, Lu Changan completely dismissed the idea.
Thinking about it, how can there be such a delicious soft rice in this world?
Of course, while the real Huanglong painted big cakes, he might really appreciate Lu Changan more.
Fu Xuemei may not do such a great job in the future, and truly treat him as a Taoist couple, sharing the legacy of Huanglong Mountain.
However, there is no need for Lu Changan to gamble.
"The real person has good intentions, and the younger generation appreciates it."
Lu Changan sighed, and couldn't speak too directly, so he had to come up with theories that could be verified in the past to reject:
"The world of cultivating immortals is changing, and it is only during the foundation-building period that you can gain a firm foothold. Without the magical powers of Daoist Jiedan, you can't stand strong winds and waves. How dare you marry a wife and become a couple?"
Hearing this, Master Huang Long stared at him with cloudy eyes for a moment, and finally nodded in admiration:
"With Lu Xiaoyou's cultivation and experience, he has such a concept."
"Even my true alchemy cultivators are often involuntary. In this vast world of cultivating immortals, if you don't become a Nascent Soul, you will end up on the chessboard."
Hearing these remarks, Lu Changan felt sympathetic.
In his previous life, he was a major repairer of alchemy, so he understands what Master Huang Long said, and it's from the bottom of his heart.
In the ensuing conversation, Master Huang Long didn't mention the matter of becoming a Taoist couple, perhaps because he knew that Lu Changan saw through the pros and cons.
Realist Huang Long was surprised to find that he had a great time chatting with Lu Changan, and there was no natural barrier between the foundation building period and the real person Jiedan.
You must know that Master Huanglong is not an ordinary true alchemy monk.
Ordinary monks in the early stage of alchemy and mid-stage monks should respect him a little bit.
"Unfortunately, I don't have much time left, so I can't have a deep chat with Lu Xiaoyou."
Realist Huang Long's eyes were full of meaning, and he faintly sensed that Lu Chang'an had a great background, or had a secret that no one knew.
"It's the first time in Lu's life that he can sit down with a legendary alchemist like Senior Huang Long, and it's an honor."
Lu Changan smiled.
After more than a hundred years in this life, it is not easy for him to be able to share a story with a real person of Jiedan who is at a similar level in his previous life. For him, it is also a kind of psychological comfort.
Master Huanglong is a dying man again.
Thus, in terms of temperament of speech, he did not deliberately restrain himself.
…
"When I first came to your mansion, the old man saw the black water turtle, and his cultivation has grown extraordinary. I heard that when Xiaoyou Lu got the black water turtle egg, his vital signs were weak, and he was most likely a sick child."
Master Huang Long said with interest.
"It can be seen that Lu Xiaoyou has unique attainments in cultivating spiritual pets."
"I can only say that I have a little experience."
Lu Changan already had a reasonable explanation for this.
"My health-preserving skills are better at warming and nourishing. Coupled with the blindness of natural materials and earthly treasures obtained in the early years, it is only by chance that the Xuanshui turtle grows so smoothly."
The true cultivation of the Xuanshui Turtle has been confined to the late stage of the first order all year round, and ordinary monks cannot see it.
However, under close contact, he couldn't hide from the vicious real Huanglong.
"Little friend Lu, if you really have unique skills, or are a strange hermit, please save my old partner."
Master Huang Long stood up suddenly, bowed his hands sincerely, and saluted.
The old partner he was talking about was naturally the Earth Dragon Beast.
"Don't let the real people offend the younger generation! I'm just an ordinary foundation cultivator, not a so-called hermit master."
Lu Changan couldn't laugh or cry.
It also showed a little temperament of conversation, which made Master Huanglong have this association.
However, there are indeed such rumors in the world of cultivating immortals.
Some mysterious bosses like to hide their identities and play in the world because of unknown restrictions or purposes.
There are related records in the Tianheng Continent's "Universal Stranger Series".
Among them, there is a saying that due to special reasons, the legendary powers in the transformation stage cannot be easily shot, and they are even unwilling to reveal their identities.
At least, Lu Changan has gone through three lifetimes, but he has not confirmed that the stage of transformation into a **** actually occurred.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, whether it's true or not, please help me take a look."
Master Huanglong finished speaking, and took out a spiritual pet bag from his waist.
The two moved into the empty main hall of Dongfu.
As the restriction was opened, the surface of the pet bag was covered with a yellowish halo.
Soon, a petrified animal that looked like a crocodile or a dragon appeared in front of Lu Changan.
"Petrochemical seal?"
Lu Changan showed a strange expression, and took a few glances.
In the induction, this petrified earth dragon beast has no heartbeat, and its vitality is almost dead.
He put his palm on the body surface of the petrified earth drake, and it felt like a marble-like cold touch.
Spiritual consciousness blended into it, and only then did it sense the subtle and imperceptible sleeping consciousness.
"I can't help it!"
Lu Changan sighed and shook his head directly.
To a certain extent, the Earth Dragon Beast's physical body almost died, but it sealed its body with a secret technique before it died, making it immortal and preserving its remaining intelligence and vitality.
Only relying on the healing ability of his evergreen mana, it can't be saved at all.
Even if you use the Evergreen Secret Technique, you will have to pay a high price if you consume your lifespan.
After all, the life level of the earth dragon beast is much higher than him.
This is not at the same level of difficulty as saving Mu Xiuyun back then.
"Xiaoyou Lu really can't help it?"
Realman Huang Long seemed to have a fluke mentality, watching the details of the expression on Lu Changan's face.
In order to increase the persuasiveness, the real Huanglong sacrificed the magic weapon of fame [Huanglong Mountain Seal].
The main medicine of Ningjing Pill, sealed in a jade box, is a rare third-order seven-core flower.
Lu Changan's heart skipped a beat.
The main medicine of Ningjing Pill has three flavors in total, the most rare and key one is "Seven-core Xuanyuehua"
Coincidentally, he got 70% of the materials for the Crystal Condensation Pill he got from Senior Brother Zhuo, and the most difficult thing to get was the "Seven-Core Xuanyue Flower".
Once you get this flower, there will be no real hindrance in refining another Crystal Condensation Pill in the future.
As for Huanglong's natal magic weapon, although its power is unparalleled, it cannot be used temporarily with Lu Changan's cultivation base, and it doesn't fit well with the attributes of the skill.
"This 'Seven-core Xuanyuehua' is still a few tens of five hundred years old, which can meet the needs of the main medicine of Ningjing Pill. If it is injected with rare spiritual liquid, it can speed up its growth."
Noticing Lu Changan's gaze, Huang Long added.
"Unfortunately, there is really nothing I can do."
Lu Changan sighed, and did not hide his expectation for the main medicine of Ningjing Pill.
Even though Master Huang Long is about to die, Lu Changan is unwilling to reveal the secret of Evergreen Art.
Unless he doesn't have Crystal Pill, he can still try to take risks. After the transaction, you must quickly flee away from Liang Guo.
Seeing Lu Changan's reaction, Master Huang Long is basically convinced that the other party is incapable of treating the Earth Dragon Beast.
Otherwise, in the face of the opportunity to form an alchemy, it would be difficult for the Foundation Establishment cultivator to resist the temptation.
…
"Sister... you're awake."
In the carriage not far away, came the sound of Fu Dong crying with joy.
Personal Huanglong put away the magic weapon and the main medicine of Ningdan, and went to check it with Lu Changan.
"Master...Master, forgive me for being incompetent and not able to save Huanglong Mountain."
In the carriage, Fu Xuemei opened her eyelids, her face was still pale, but when she thought about getting up, her whole body was limp and weak, with a dull pain in her abdomen.
"The general trend is hard to go against, you have tried your best, let's take a good rest."
Realist Huang Long smiled kindly, and the wrinkles on his face had a cracked old feeling.
Lu Changan remained silent.
Fu Xuemei looked at him with ethereal and beautiful eyes, and said happily:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, the last time I met you was a year ago. A few years ago, I wanted to meet you, but there was no suitable time."
About fifteen years ago, Lu Changan had dealt with Fu Xuemei in his capacity as Cheng's younger brother.
At that time, even by mistake, he "protected the law" for him. In the end, the inferior Congealing Crystal Pill was traded for genuine Congealing Crystal Pill, allowing Fu Xuemei to become the real pill with the lowest quality.
"I saw you today, Daoyou Lu is not old, and his demeanor is still the same. He is raising turtles and growing grass in Wuqi Mountain. He is contented, so enviable."
Looking at the white-clothed man whose appearance has not changed, Fu Xuemei seems to have returned to the Huanglong fairy city more than 60 years ago, the scene she experienced in the alchemy mansion.
The events of the year went against her heart, and even left a hole in her state of mind.
"Fu Zhenren is ridiculous! Lu is invariable because he is self-confident. How can he compare with Fu Zhenren. Not only is he as beautiful as he was back then, but after becoming a real alchemy, he is even more magnificent."
Although Lu Changan was flattering, he was telling the truth.
Fu Xuemei is younger than Zhao Siyao, and she formed her alchemy earlier, so she looks almost like a twenty-year-old young woman.
Because of the addition of alchemy cultivation base, its demeanor is even better than before.
"Xuemei's impression in Fellow Daoist Lu's heart, if it is as beautiful as you said, the little girl will have no regrets."
Fu Xuemei's pale snowy face was slightly flushed with blood, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Lu Changan thought to himself, could it be that this woman had some kind of keen intuition that made her doubt her back then.
"Just now, fellow Daoist Lu saved me?"
Fu Xuemei changed the subject and guessed.
"Sister, how do you know?"
Fu Dong showed surprise.
Fu Xuemei just woke up, and during the coma, she didn't know the destination of this trip at all.
"I just need to respect the teacher's advice to assist the secret medicine in Fu Zhenren's body to stabilize the injury."
Lu Changan said modestly.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, thank you for saving my life, please forgive Xuemei for not being able to get up."
Fu Xuemei said with a solemn expression.
During the coma, she fell into a dark consciousness, and once felt a tinge of green warmth, as if from an evergreen ancient tree, which was endlessly alive, echoing her real pill.
"Really Fu is too polite. Senior Huang Long has already paid the reward. Even if I don't make a move, you can get through this hurdle safely."
Lu Changan understood that Master Huang Long still had one more chance to make a move.
This shot is essentially a transaction, not a life-saving grace.
The third-order spirit wood and the third-order puppet inheritance given by Master Huanglong are all what he needs.
"Xiaoyou Lu, you seem to be older than Xuemei?"
Master Huang Long suddenly spoke.
Lu Changan nodded, and said with self-pity: "According to the order of success, Lu Mou is a little older, and cannot be compared with Fu Zhenren."
"Haha! You don't need to be humble, Xiaoyou Lu. You and Xuemei have known each other since the early years. You owed each other once, and you were kind once. This kind of cause and effect cannot be regarded as the backup of the realm of cultivation."
"Master's words are justified. Fellow Daoist Lu doesn't need to address you as 'Fu Zhenren' in every sentence. You and I should be treated as equals."
Fu Xuemei quickly understood what Master meant.
Lu Changan did not object to this. The same generation is the same generation, anyway, it is not him who suffers.
"Xuemei, this kind of cause and effect is comparable to the grace of regeneration for your siblings. You should call Fellow Daoist Lu a big brother."
Realist Huang Long has a serious expression and a serious tone.
Fu Xuemei was stunned for a moment, her ethereal and lonely eyes fell on Lu Changan's face, and said softly:
"I met Brother Lu."
Although she didn't know the intention of Master doing this, Fu Xuemei didn't reject it.
Let a real alchemy female cultivator be so gentle and respectful, and she was also the unattainable Dilinggen genius Fu Xuemei back then.
Lu Changan only felt his scalp go numb.
"I can't make it, I can't make it."
He looked a little flustered, and he probably guessed Huang Long's intentions.
Glanced at Kongu Youlan, the weak-breathing Zhendan nun.
Thinking to himself: Even if you are called a father today, this little Guifeng can't keep you overnight.
(end of this chapter)