Chapter 214 Leaving Alone
Ancient ruins, in the courtyard on the inner side of the bridge.
The middle-aged man with a rickety figure, lying halfway among the grass and trees, his face and whole body skin, oozing purple-blue pus and blood.
"Ahem... Lu Changan, please forgive me and forgive me!"
Tan Zhenren pretended to be calm, he couldn't help coughing up blood, and looked extremely weak.
"Since you have obtained the opportunity in the ruins, why do you have to fight against Tan to the death?"
Tan Zhenren's eyes were closed tightly, and purple poisonous blood oozes from the gap between the eyelids. One can't help but suspect that his eyes have lost their light due to the severe poison.
It's hard to imagine that the domineering and overbearing real person who was invincible before has fallen into such a situation.
"What are you fighting for! You look like you're going to die, you beat Lu's puppet first."
Lu Changan stood tens of feet away from the other courtyard, and controlled three or four puppets at the same time, advancing steadily into the other courtyard.
These four puppets all started at the top-tier second-tier and reached the top-tier second-tier.
Among them, there is one heavy armor puppet and one flying puppet.
There are also two bow and arrow puppets in the back row.
This kind of lineup is already able to fight against the fake Dan real person who is in good condition.
"You...you can control so many puppets at the same time?"
Tan Zhenren turned pale with horror, and unprecedented despair filled his heart.
Only a quasi-third-tier puppet master can simultaneously control so many puppets of the second-tier top-rank and above, so as to achieve an orderly division of labor and play flexibly.
Lu Changan's puppet skills actually haven't reached the quasi-third level, and it's still a little short of progress, mainly because there are not enough opportunities to practice.
However, his spiritual consciousness is strong, at least at the fake alchemy level, and he has reached the quasi-third-order level in puppet control.
Under the attack of the four puppets, Tan Zhenren was in a hurry, sacrificed the best magic weapon, played some talismans, and barely parried.
"It's so weak that even magic weapons can't be controlled."
Lu Changan thought to himself.
The strength shown by Zhenren Tan has fallen below that of the real person Dan, and the activation of mana will further aggravate the outbreak of poison in the body.
If it weren't for several quasi-third-order talismans, including a talisman treasure, it would have been pushed by the puppets long ago.
Lu Changan didn't dare to take his guard lightly, kept his distance, and used puppets to attack the front line.
"Lu! Chang! Ann!"
At the last moment, Tan Zhenren spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, his face turned ruddy.
He opened his **** purple-black pupils, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure of fake alchemy level, almost returning to its full state.
"Secret technique to squeeze life?" Lu Changan's complexion changed slightly, and he took out a turtle puppet whose defense was comparable to that of a quasi-third-level, and stood in front of him.
Boom! Canopy!
Tan Zhenren manipulated the magic weapon ruler again, and wiped out the only talismans and talisman treasures left on his body in one go, instantly destroying the three leading puppets.
Seeing this, Lu Changan resolutely controlled the only remaining flying puppet, and blew himself up head-on. The fierce fragments of flame covered Zhenren Tan's body.
Wow!
Tan Zhenren vomited blood again, the poison in his body exploded, his momentum dropped a little, and he rushed towards Lu Chang'an in a desperate manner.
Even if they can't die together, he wants to kill Lu Changan as much as possible and severely damage the foundation of the opponent.
"The end of the crossbow."
Lu Changan's face was calm, and he took out a treasure talisman engraved with cold and frost patterns in his palm, and activated it with magic power.
Hiss!
Tan Zhenren, who rushed forward frantically, felt a bone-chilling chill.
Hoo! boom-
In an instant, a huge blue cold wave, like a swirling waterfall, engulfed everything in his field of vision.
Tan Zhenren let out a roar, and the movement of flying over gradually solidified, and his whole body was covered with a layer of frost.
The magic weapon ruler with dim aura, condensed a layer of blue ice, was still a few feet away from Lu Changan, and fell from mid-air.
There was a crisp "pop" sound.
"Lu Changan... you shrinking turtle..."
Tan Zhenren's body was frozen, and his spiritual consciousness transmitted sound, and he made the final sound, revealing extreme aggrieved and unwillingness.
Until his deathbed, he didn't even touch the corner of Lu Changan's clothes.
Click!
The frozen corpse of a real person fell to the ground like broken porcelain.
…
In front of the Hexagonal Palace.
Shi Manrong shivered involuntarily, and looked towards the direction of the bridge and river bank.
"Lu Changan..."
At this time, she felt a wave of magic power at the level of a real pill, which was extremely frightening, and her heart jumped.
Limited by the distance of her consciousness, she couldn't see the fights in the distance very clearly.
After a while.
The familiar young figure flew back slowly.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, is everything going well?"
Shi Manrong breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Lu Changan who was unharmed.
"solved!"
Lu Changan smiled and said happily:
"Fortunately, Zhenren Tan was seriously injured by the poison, so he could only attack with one or two strikes. Otherwise, a third-rank low-grade talisman might not be able to take his life."
Not long ago, Lu Changan used a treasure talisman of ice magic that had been stored for decades.
That treasure talisman was made from the earliest batch of second-grade high-grade spirit wood. Its spirituality and power broke the limit of the material, comparable to third-grade low-grade talismans.
The technique of treasure talisman, with talisman containing treasure, is almost lost among talismans.
Lu Changan inherited the background of his previous life, and started plotting since he first entered the foundation establishment period.
Combined with the characteristics of evergreen mana, decades of unremitting daily cultivation are now quite effective.
Killing Tan Zhenren, the only regret is that due to the fierce battle, the storage bag on his body exploded, and most of the items were destroyed.
Fortunately, the most valuable Wuchi magic weapon was only slightly damaged.
In addition, there is a top-grade defensive magic weapon, several quasi-third-order ore materials, which are relatively intact.
Unlike Hu Zhenren, who was killed by Lu Changan before, the loot in the storage bag was intact.
Lu Chang'an secretly thought: It's better to be the sixth child, the battle damage is the least, and the income is higher.
…
"Woo... so cold!"
Seemingly affected by the cold wave of spells, the pale-faced Miss Wei gradually came to her senses.
"Senior Lu, you saved me?"
Miss Wei endured the pain, and soon realized that she was restrained, and said with a forced smile.
To her horror, there were no other monks here except Lu Changan and Fairy Shi.
The cold wave in the distance and the aftermath emanating from it made Miss Wei frightened.
"Tan Zhenren..."
"There are only three of us left in the ancient ruins today."
Lu Changan's answer confirmed Miss Wei's guess.
If other Foundation Establishment cultivators did this, she would feel astonished.
But for the mysterious existence that Master mentioned, Miss Wei accepted it logically.
"Senior Lu spared my life, what orders do you have?"
Miss Wei said respectfully.
Lu Changan is satisfied with her sense of taste, so there is no need to spend a lot of trouble.
"Senior Lu, ask me, the little girl knows everything and answers."
Miss Wei did not bargain.
"Except for a few of you who know about this ancient ruins, is there any news about it?"
This is not only a matter of concern to Lu Changan, but Fairy Shi attaches even more importance to it.
Because, there are still some unexplored areas in the ruins, and many of the remnant formation restrictions in them have great reference and inspiration for Shi Manrong.
"Maybe there is no news leaked, but the little girl is not 100% sure."
Miss Wei paused, and began to explain why.
According to her description, Tan Zhenren was a traitor from the Lihuo Palace. He was hunted down by the sect and fled to the Black Mist Mountains after paying a considerable price and expending the third-order talismans that saved his life.
In a fit of rage, Tan Zhenren was about to join the Demon Sect, but after several twists and turns, he contacted Miss Shangwei.
Miss Wei, as one of Liang Shaotian's direct disciples, led a powerful sect real person to the Demon Cult, which is considered a great achievement.
On the way, the two found Hu Zhenren and two Foundation Establishment monks.
The ancient ruins were inadvertently smashed by two Jianji while chasing and fleeing, which alarmed Hu Zhenren, who were setting up formations around to hunt monsters.
The high-nosed young man at the peak of foundation building is the law enforcement monk of Liuyunzong in the northern border of Liang State.
It happened that Zhenren Tan and Zhenren Hu had known each other before. After discovering the ruins, they immediately controlled the Foundation Establishment cultivators present and sealed off the scene.
During this period, the two real people did not allow other monks to leave, and put an end to all means of contacting the outside world.
"When I discovered this ruin at the beginning, the little girl didn't pay much attention to it. She thought it was a chance left by a certain third-tier formation master or the real alchemy forces. I didn't expect that this ruin was so difficult to conquer, and it seemed that it had been explored by the predecessors. ..."
Miss Wei explained the cause and effect one by one.
Lu Changan and Shi Xianzi looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.
The exposure of the ancient ruins is a matter of time.
Although the two real people stopped the transmission of news, there are many people involved in this matter, and their backgrounds are not small.
Tan Zhenzhen and Gao Biliang's foundation-building peaks came from Liang Guo's first and second Xiuxian sect.
Miss Wei is also from the Demon Sect, and is Liang Shaotian's direct disciple.
Except for human monks, this place is located inside the Black Mist Mountains, and there are many monsters around.
Here, several waves of human monks have come, who have fought in the past, and may attract the attention of a few intelligent monsters.
"By the way, the little girl left a 'soul lamp' with a sense of direction in the altar of the Demon Cult. If I die, my family teacher or senior brother can lock a general area."
"The little girl's words are not a threat to the seniors. But when this happens, the master will definitely send someone to investigate, and the situation of this ruin will also be exposed."
Miss Wei said carefully.
Lu Changan didn't see any joy or anger on his face, and said: "Thanks to your cooperation, Lu will leave you a way out."
"Thank you senior for your kindness, no matter what you do, the little girl will obey the arrangement."
Miss Wei bowed her head.
A trace of surprise flashed in Shi Manrong's eyes. This girl Wei, as the female apprentice of a generation of devil Liang Shaotian, had a cold and arrogant temperament when she first met, why is she not at all arrogant now.
Call senior Lu Changan directly, and be obedient.
"Fairy Shi and I got a chance in the ruins, and we don't want outsiders to know more specific news. Let go of the sea of consciousness and let Lu erase the memories of recent days."
Lu Changan said without a doubt.
If the target actively cooperates, it is not difficult to accurately erase a recent memory of the foundation-building cultivator with fake alchemy-level consciousness.
"Senior Lu, please take action."
Miss Wei closed her eyes without hesitation.
Lu Changan stretched out his index finger, tapped on Miss Wei's forehead, and cast the sea-consciousness secret technique from his previous life.
Erasing memory is easier than restoring memory, especially recent memory, which is at a shallow level.
If it is a relatively distant memory, many sink into the depths of the sea of consciousness, and it is more than ten times more difficult to erase it accurately.
Unless it is a violent erasure, which severely injures the sea of consciousness and turns the target into an idiot.
After a while, Lu Changan withdrew his finger, exhausting his consciousness a lot.
Miss Wei was dripping with sweat on her forehead, her skirt was almost soaked through, during which time she passed out.
"For Liang Shaotian's sake, Lu X spared your life."
Lu Changan stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly.
"I...here is..."
Miss Wei was stunned for a moment, looking around.
At this moment, she only vaguely remembered that two or three months ago, she met Lu Changan outside the ancient ruins.
After that, everyone re-entered the ruins together and what happened, their minds went blank.
Lu Changan's ability to accurately erase the range of memory is just that much. Many more distant memories are deposited in the depths of the sea of consciousness.
Anyway, the ancient ruins will be exposed sooner or later, as long as Miss Wei doesn't return to the Demon Cult too early.
Lu Changan didn't bother to explain, so he gave Fairy Shi a wink.
…
Seven days later.
Led by Fairy Shi, the three of them returned to the entrance where the ancient ruins returned to the ground.
Lu Changan stood at the entrance of the passage, while Shi Xianzi and Miss Wei stood on the other side of the ruins.
Miss Wei is seriously injured, and she won't recover within a year or so. Now, Fairy Shi has planted a restriction on her body and is helping out in the ruins.
"Fairy Master, although there are still some opportunities here, but don't stay too long."
Lu Changan warned.
It turned out that in order to become a third-tier formation mage as soon as possible, Shi Xianzi planned to stay in the ancient ruins for another two months to study the formation restrictions here.
The formation inheritance jade tube obtained by Fairy Master in the treasure house space is the same inheritance as many formation restrictions in this ruins.
That is a third-tier top-level, even a quasi-fourth-tier formation inheritance.
Fairy Shi was very satisfied with the inheritance of this formation, and even made a copy for Lu Changan.
This level of formation inheritance is the first time that Lu Changan III has obtained it, which is considered very precious.
A few days ago.
Lu Changan and Shi Manrong tried to find other tokens in the explored area, but they were unsuccessful.
The token of Hu Zhenren was swallowed by the ancient remnant formation, or it was completely recovered, but it was also not found.
In order to prevent long nights and dreams, Lu Changan decided to leave the ruins as soon as possible.
In Liang Guo, Guan and Jie Dan were preparing, and he had the last thing left in his plan.
Find Zhang Tieshan to trade the secret method of Huadan.
Before going to the ancient ruins, Lu Changan was mentally prepared for failure.
The secret method of transforming alchemy is an important record. If the "returning liquid of transforming alchemy" can be rebuilt repeatedly, the quality of the alchemy will theoretically have a very high upper limit.
After finishing this matter, Lu Changan can start preparations and leave Liang Guoxiu, which is in war.
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lu, I will wait for my concubine to become a Tier 3 formation master, plus my understanding of this ruins. Even if the monks of Zhendan come here in person, I will be helpless."
Shi Manrong said with a smile, with strong confidence in his tone.
"Fairy Master, please take care, Lu Mou will take a step away first."
Lu Changan smiled warmly, bowed his hands solemnly at the end, turned around and entered the passage back to the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, be careful on the road."
Shi Manrong felt strange, and returned a salute.
Because of their close relationship, the farewell between the two rarely has such formal etiquette.
What's more, at most a few months, Shi Manrong will be able to return to Wuqi Mountain.
Watching the back of Lu Changan leaving alone.
Shi Manrong frowned lightly, thinking about it, with an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
Although she was faintly aware of it, she couldn't predict it at all:
This farewell is the vicissitudes of life.
(end of this chapter)