Chapter 318 White clothes reappear
Lu Changan looked thoughtful and left the customs alone.
Hurrah!
By the side of the cave pool, Yun Ling, who was wearing a pure white dress, pursed her pink lips, her eyes were in a daze without focus, and her little feet splashed in the water inadvertently.
“Mr. Xu, you are out of quarantine.”
Yun Ling's eyes were clear, her eyebrows were lightly raised, she stood up and bowed.
She subconsciously looked behind Lu Changan and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
“The big turtle is still in seclusion, practicing the secret skills of spiritual beasts. Wait a moment...”
Lu Changan saw what she was thinking.
A few years ago, Yun Ling broke through the small realm and successfully entered the middle stage of foundation building.
"Um."
Yun Lingxing responded lightly. Although she was worried, she didn't ask any more questions.
Having been in close contact with Big Turtle for so many years, she could not help but notice something:
The spirituality of the big turtle, the water bath containing strange nourishment, is not like the ordinary water arrow turtle.
Her skin is more delicate and supple than when she was a girl, and her physical constitution and even flexibility are getting better and better.
Even the female cultivators in Xuanyin Pavilion were very envious and asked Yun Ling for advice on how to take care of her.
Bang bang!
In the underground secret room, Xuan Shui Turtle hit his head on the door and made a sound to show his dissatisfaction.
His dark green and deep gaze is no longer simple and cute, but has a hint of irritability and evil intention.
Lately, Lu Changan has not allowed him to meet Yun Ling.
The reason is that the water spells cast by Xuan Shui Turtle and the fluctuations of demonic power contain the characteristics of sinister coldness and heavy water magical powers.
You cannot meet Yun Ling until you can control your bloodline talent and cast pure and harmless water spells.
It would have been very difficult for the Xuanshui Turtle to do this in the past.
It is necessary to accurately control the power of the bloodline in order to maintain the pure image of the Water Arrow Turtle or the Black Water Turtle.
However, only three months have passed.
Xuanshui Turtle comes out of seclusion and can control the transformed bloodline ability and cast pure water and wood spells.
Lu Changan has tested and found that the Xuan Shui Turtle's offensive ability is at least up to the average level of the Tianpin bloodline, and its combat effectiveness is much stronger than before.
There are gains and losses.
The healing and nourishing ability of the Black Water Turtle has dropped by 20 to 30%.
But only for human monks, not for monsters.
The nourishing ability of Xuantian Gourd Vine is actually improved.
“Big turtle!”
Yun Ling’s eyes were moist, her smile was bright, and she opened her arms in joy.
The turtle was so big that she could only hold its head against her chest.
The violent mood in Xuanshui Turtle's eyes calmed down, and he obediently stretched out his head and rubbed it affectionately.
A little water stain soaked the girl's dress.
Yun Ling's delicate fair face was moist and rosy. Realizing something was wrong, she took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the back of the big turtle.
Lu Changan was dressed in a green shirt, standing with his hands behind his back, nodding secretly.
The Xuanshui Turtle's temperament has changed due to the influence of the innate turbidity after its bloodline has been improved.
After several days of observation.
Lu Changan confirmed that Yun Ling’s company and comfort would help Xuan Shui Turtle’s psychological growth.
There is no need to worry about the Rock Rat, there is no big change in temperament.
Earth Escape talents, earth spells, speed, and melee combat of the Earth Rock Rat have all been slightly improved.
In addition, it is better at hiding than before, making it difficult to detect when hiding underground or ambushing.
In the past, rock rats just learned to hide and used them all year round. Nowadays, there is more talent in this area.
…
Another month has passed.
The condition of the Black Water Turtle has stabilized. The ground rock rat also showed no abnormality.
Lu Changan was relieved.
Innate turbidity is even harmful to most human monks. Although it is good for monsters, it will inevitably have some negative effects.
On this day, Lu Changan called Yun Ling over alone.
"Ling'er, Dagui and I are going to go back to the Weidao League. You are allowed to go home for a year and a half to reunite with your grandma and brother."
Lu Changan talked about his arrangements.
Yun Ling nodded and promised that every two or three years, she would return to the Heyuan Oasis.
Fang Zhen has been dead for many years, and the biggest threat to the descendants of Lihuo Palace no longer exists, and they have begun to develop steadily in the Waizongmeng area.
The Shanshui Manor where Lu Changan once practiced cultivation has now established a family of cultivators called the "Duan Family".
Perhaps out of protection or other considerations, Granny Yun did not let the Yun brothers and sisters change their surnames.
Three days later.
Lu Changan set off with Yun Ling in a simple, low-key carriage with a dark blue carriage that isolated the wind and sand from the outside world.
After flying thousands of miles, a woman in a green skirt wearing a veil joined the chariot on the way.
Lu Changan and the woman in the green skirt looked at each other and nodded, but did not speak.
Yun Ling could only see a hazy face. Apart from her good figure and impeccable appearance, her appearance and temperament were not outstanding.
The magic weapon of the chariot arrived at the clouds above the Heyuan oasis.
Yun Ling bowed and said goodbye to Lu Changan.
Before leaving, she couldn't help but take another look at the woman in the green skirt and veil.
"Xiao Ling, this girl, is really becoming more and more beautiful, and her acquired beauty has grown so much. I even want to accept her as my direct disciple."
It wasn't until Yun Ling left that the woman in the green skirt spoke. The sound of beads falling on the jade plate seemed to be lingering with beautiful strings, which made people feel happy.
The seemingly ordinary female cultivator in a green skirt is actually the Niyue Fairy, the first alchemy-forming female cultivator in the Outer Sect Alliance.
“She has entered the Tao of Talisman and has no energy to practice music.”
Lu Changan said expressionlessly.
The woman in the green skirt gave a "chi" smile, "I'm just a probing word. I see you as if you are protecting a treasure! Have you given away your flaws?"
“Xu Daxiu, maybe he wants to plant seeds in advance and cultivate a peerless beauty. In the future, he will replace me when she grows old..."
Niyue Fairy's eyes are soft and charming, as if there is a hint of resentment.
“The Master of Niyue Pavilion is now known as the most beautiful woman in Feng Yuan Kingdom. Is she so unsure of herself?”
Lu Changan chuckled.
It is not easy for him to develop this habit.
From the perspective of return on investment, the cost-effectiveness of cultivation is very low.
In the process of growing up, you need to invest a lot of time and financial resources, and you also need to take care of it and ward off troubles from prying eyes.
In the end, if you succeed, you may be able to benefit others and get the peach picked.
For example, Niyue Fairy is a typical example. It takes hundreds of years to see such a peerless beauty with a clear heart.
Therefore, Lu Changan did not invest much in Xia Wenyue and sent him to a higher and broader stage.
One month later.
The chariot magic weapon left Feng Yuan Kingdom, passed through the endless desert, and approached the territory of the Wei Dao Alliance.
Lu Changan couldn't help but stare at Fairy Niyue's veil.
“Xu Daxiu, please rest assured that my identity will not be exposed, nor will I act without authorization. This time I am accompanying you to Liang Country, just to revisit my old place and find out the whereabouts of Liu Qingyan.”
Fairy Niyue smiled sweetly and promised.
After saying that, she used another secret technique to add a layer of restrictions on the veil.
Lu Changan then nodded with satisfaction.
…
A few months ago, Lu Changan calculated that the lifespan of his old friends and juniors with whom he had ties in the past was approaching the end of his life.
One of them has less than half a year to live and is now approaching his deathbed.
Lu Changan decided to return to Liang Kingdom.
What you do is not limited to this.
There are two other things.
First of all, the puppets in the late third level involve a lot of high-level rare materials, and they are still a bit poor at the moment.
Lu Changan has plenty of financial resources, but it takes a long time to gather complete materials, and some rare materials have to be tried by luck.
This progress is only possible with the help of Xuanyin Pavilion and Xingyue Chamber of Commerce.
It is limited to the outer sect alliance and has great limitations.
Just during the truce in the Wei Dao Alliance, there were more powerful Nascent Souls in the high-level fairy city over there, which was helpful for collecting materials.
The second thing is the traces of Xuantian Gourd Vine, a hidden danger.
With the perspective of Lu Changan at the Nascent Soul stage, he analyzed the changes in Xuanteng that day and thought that there might be more than one like him in the world.
After the withered mysterious fruit falls to the ground, other mysterious vines may also have a chance.
However, the gourd vine he owns has absorbed the nutrients from Xuantian's relics, so the advantage should be greater.
Back then, I obtained the Xuanteng from the mysterious space at the core of the ancient ruins. Master Shixianzi said that I would use a formation to pry it to collapse.
Later, this ruins was blocked by the sect headed by the Jinyang Sect of the Liang Kingdom. Only the disciples of the sect could enter it to experience and explore for treasures.
Lu Changan did not have enough cultivation in his early years and had no chance to enter again.
Now that his magical power has greatly increased, he wants to confirm with Shi Xianzi again, enter the core of the ruins, and investigate possible clues and traces.
The probability of the theory's existence is very low, and this is just for peace of mind.
Shi Xianzi is another person whose life is approaching the end of his life.
Fake Dan Zhenren can normally live to be about three hundred years old.
When Shi Xianzi was in the foundation-building stage, he was banned by the false elixir master in the sea of consciousness. Later, he managed to break it through some tricks, but suffered backlash and lost his memory for a time. Such an encounter shortened her lifespan, and she could only form fake elixirs in the future.
After entering Liang State.
Lu Changan did not go to see Master Shixianzi immediately, but flew to the direction of Feiyue Lake.
Fairy Niyue already knew Lu Changan's identity. With her clear eyes like moonlight, she stared at the land of Liang Kingdom below, where things were changing and people were changing. Her mind was ups and downs.
While passing through Wuqi Mountain.
Lu Changan paused for a moment, and his consciousness swept over the small turtle peak below.
The tomb of Guan Qiaozhi is still outside the cave, and she is respected as the grandmother by the Qi family.
Qi Feng, who is over one hundred and sixty years old, has reached the peak of his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building and already looks like an old man with white eyebrows in his fifties.
With cultivation at this age, there is no hope of forming an elixir, even if it is a fake elixir.
Lu Changan vaguely saw the shadow of his foster father Qi Jingyun, the leader of the "Nujiang Gang" in the white-browed old man.
Today, Xiaogui Peak has become the spiritual residence of the Qi clan and the bodyguards.
Chiffon bought the right to use Xiaogui Peak for two hundred years and paid it in two installments. In the future, if there are enough spiritual stones, he can buy it out completely.
Having such preferential treatment is partly due to the extra care given by Jinyun Valley.
The other is due to luck.
In the second half of the Demonic War in the past few years, each major sect consumed massive resources to pay for the casualties, and was once in urgent need of spiritual stones.
Hence, it is cheap to dispose of some properties, rent or sell them, and obtain more spiritual stone reserves by extending the lease period.
Lu Changan left not long ago.
Qi Feng, an old man with white eyebrows, opened a letter and sighed after reading the contents.
That foundation-building ancestor once thought of his friendship with Grandpa Lu and took care of him.
Not long after, Qi Feng rushed to Feiyue Lake with his grandson who was the most qualified.
…
Feiyue Lake Mujia, the hinterland of Yuexin Island.
In front of a cave with beautiful scenery, many people from the Mu clan gathered together.
These Mu monks are from the elder generation of the Mu family and have nothing to do with Li Erqing's lineage.
Since the death of Li Erqing and the Demonic War, the Mu family has been declining day by day. It is not as good as the one branch and three foundations in its heyday.
Today, there are only two foundation-building monks in the Mu family, and one of them has reached the end of his life.
Most of the monks in front of the Mu family's ancestor's cave had sad faces.
At this moment, a powerful aura escaped from the light and headed straight towards Feiyue Lake.
The invisible alchemy and spiritual pressure moved the Mu family monks and raised their heads.
The owner of Dunguang is a middle-aged fake Danzhenren who wears a high crown. He is unsmiling and has the majesty of a superior.
“I’ve met Mr. Li!”
“Meet the ancestor of the Li family in Xuemei Mountain!”
Mu family members all present themselves respectfully.
The current head of the Mu family, ‘Mu Changxiu’, a monk in the early stages of foundation building, hurriedly came out of the cave to welcome him.
He is the only heir left by Mu Bingyun.
“The visit of Zhenren Li made the Feiyue Lake shine brightly.”
Mu Changxiu was dressed in white with a long lapel. He was elegant, handsome and graceful. However, he looked flattered at this moment. He bowed deeply towards the light above.
The tall, middle-aged man in front of him is none other than Li Congren, the ancestor of the Li family in Xuemei Mountain.
Li Erqing is the first real person in history among his descendants.
“Brother Changxiu, there is no need to be so polite.”
Li Congren spoke in a gentle tone and waved his sleeves and hands.
In terms of seniority, Li Congren and Mu Changxiu are of the same generation, the former is older
Li Congren's escape light fell, and he was accompanied by two young people, a man and a woman, who were in the foundation building stage and the eighth level of Qi refining respectively.
The two young men are both the descendants of Li Congren.
“Mr. Li, please come in.”
Mu Changxiu respectfully raised his hand and invited Li Congren and the others to enter his mother's cave.
The old monks of the Mu family who were present looked at the humble gesture of the head of the family who was complimenting and smiling, and felt mixed feelings in their hearts, which was very unpleasant.
More than a hundred years ago, after the two branches of the Mu family split, how could they have expected this day.
After a few decades of prosperity, the Mu family began to decline.
The Li family of Xuemei Mountain, which established its own business, gave birth to the fake Dan Zhenren and became a famous immortal cultivating family in the Liang Kingdom.
When Mu Bingyun passed away, surrounding forces coveted Feiyue Lake's existing industries.
Now, the Mu family wants to curry favor with the Xuemeishan Li family, hoping to get the protection of the Xuemeishan Li family through marriage.
This is also the reason why Mu Changxiu was flattered and treated him with respect.
“Alas, half of the ashes of Erqing Patriarch should not have been given to the Li family of Xuemei Mountain! It ruined the feng shui of the Mu family!”
An old man from the Mu family who was about to die was watching this scene from a distance, with a feeling of beating his chest in annoyance and dissatisfaction.
The missing Mr. Kame’s intervention back then was really partial!
“The world is ups and downs, ebbs and flows. I really think half a jar of ashes can determine the fate of Feiyue Lake..."
A gentle voice sounded in the ears of the old man of the Mu family.
“Who? Who is speaking?”
The old man from the Mu family trembled and looked around, but there was no one there.
He gasped and fell to the ground, shaken. The voice just now seemed to be just an auditory hallucination.
…
Yuexin Island, the cave of the ancestor of the Mu family.
“How is Aunt Bing doing?”
Li Congren asked.
“I’m dying, my energy and blood are dry, and I can’t make up for it. Only the last trace of mana is left…”
Mu Changxiu's tone was low, a little sad, but not extremely sad.
Because, Mu Bingyun lived to be 210 years old, and the family was preparing for the funeral.
Several people came to Mu Bingyun's bedroom and lowered their voices.
“Mother, Master Li is here.”
Mu Changxiu came to his mother's bed, bowed and called softly.
On the bed, lying on the bed was a female nun with silver hair, but her face remained that of about forty years old. She wears exquisite makeup and has beautiful facial features. At first glance, she looks like a sleeping beauty who has turned back time.
Seeing this scene, Li Congren was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of a certain rumor from the previous generation.
He raised his hand to signal the two young men to be silent.
Hearing the voice, the silver-haired female cultivator struggled to open her eyes. When she saw Li Congren in her tired and weak eyes, there was a faint flash of disappointment.
“Congren, please wait until I leave, please...”
Mu Bingyun reluctantly chatted with Li Congren for a few words, then closed her eyes again.
She was too weak, and she persisted with her last bit of persistence.
Li Congren turned around and sighed.
He could see that although Mu Bingyun had a happy ending, she was depressed before her death, and there was still a trace of regret in her heart.
Just now, Mu Bingyun seemed to want to ask him something, but she didn't ask him, as if she lacked the courage.
Li Congren knew what Aunt Bing wanted to ask, and that was the answer he also wanted to know.
The traces of that person's life and death are a mystery in the world of immortality cultivation in Liang Kingdom.
“Lu…Uncle Lu…”
Behind him, an exclamation suddenly came from Mu Bingyun's old voice, the tone of which was a little higher.
Li Congren and Mu Changxiu couldn't help but look back.
I saw Mu Bingyun's trembling white hands grabbing something in the air.
The silent and cloudy eyes were like a lit candle, glowing with brightness.
It seems like I have returned to the graceful and solitary maid on the Little Turtle Peak.
However, in the eyes of the four people, there was nothing in front of Mu Bingyun's bed but air.
“When Patriarch Mu was dying, did he have hallucinations?”
The two young men and women accompanying Li Congren looked at each other and communicated with each other.
Li Congren, who only had fake elixir cultivation, his expression suddenly changed and he opened his mouth.
His consciousness noticed a layer of invisible transparent ripples that blocked out the senses from the outside world.
Inside the transparent ripples.
A familiar figure in white clothes stood in front of Mu Bingyun's bed.
The man in white remains youthful, unfazed by favors and disgrace, immortal and unaffected by the changes of time.
The man in white held the palm of the silver-haired old man, with a smile on his face, and whispered something to Mu Bingyun who was looking back.
"Uncle Lu...Xiao Guifeng...I wish to be born in the next life..."
As he was dying, Mu Bingyun's face was soothed and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She finally got her wish and fulfilled her last wish.
Finally, the man in white caressed her closed eyes with his palms, his expression showing no obvious joy or sorrow.
“This is the fate of the Feiyue Lake Mu family…”
The man in white stood up, pondered for a moment, counted with his fingers, and frowned slightly.
During this period, he glanced at Li Congren and others lightly.
“Grandpa, what are you doing...”
The two young people from Xuemei Mountain looked surprised.
I saw the ancestor of the Li family, who was the real person of Dan Dan, with a solemn and respectful expression, without saying a word, but he bowed in front of the bed and stayed up for a long time.
(End of this chapter)