I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals Chapter 285

  Chapter 285 Reincarnation of Heaven and Earth

  Lu Changan knew that in the early stage of alchemy, owning a third-level black turtle mount was somewhat high-profile.

  Generally, the spiritual pet mounts in the early stage of alchemy are mostly in the middle and late stages of the second stage.

   Possess a third-level spiritual pet of the land rank, and they are often monks in the middle and late stages of alchemy.

  However, this is already the result of Lu Changan suppressing the quality of Xuanshuigui Chengdan.

  The previous alchemy weather was not easy to cover up in the world of cultivating immortals. You can't stick the Imaginary Mask on the big turtle's face.

   Zhao Tan'er is restless and restless.

  Just sat upright for a while, then played and groped on the back of the Xuanshui turtle.

   "Hey! My sister watched you grow up. Today, I can finally ride you and fly."

  Zhao Tan'er had bright eyes and a sweet smile, stretched out a finger like a jade green onion, and flicked a few times on the huge head of the Xuanshui turtle.

  Xuan Shuigui shrank his head subconsciously, showing a painful expression.

  When I was young, the shadow of Zhao Tan'er's finger bullet head was still fresh in my memory.

Um?

  Xuan Shuigui unexpectedly discovered that now that Zhao Tan'er bounced his head again, it didn't hurt at all, but rather comfortable.

  It realized that it was no longer the weak baby it was.

  The hardness of the body and head today is far more than that of those who did not know the mileage.

   Half a day later.

  The giant Xuanshui tortoise landed on the back of the three alchemy masters from Lu Changan, and arrived at the sparkling Feiyue Lake.

  Feeling the powerful aura of the third-order spirit beast, several rays of light came out from Feiyue Lake very quickly.

   There are foundation-building cultivators, and there are alchemy masters.

  Two men and two women, they are Mu Jiuan and his wife, Mu Bingyun, and Li Congren.

   "Meet Uncle Lu!"

   "Meet Grandpa Lu."

  The four of them all performed the junior ceremony, among which Li Congren was the lowest.

  Mu Jiu'an and his wife, with the highest cultivation, are both immortals.

  Mu Jiuan is about 30 to 40 years old, with a fair complexion, wearing a dark robe, and a slightly fatter figure.

  No longer the handsome man who was as quiet as jade.

   At first glance, Lu Changan almost didn't recognize him.

   "Uncle Lu."

  Mu Jiuan bowed his head and saluted, with complex emotions in his eyes, revealing a trace of awe hidden deep in his heart.

  Decades ago, the scene of Lu Changan riding a tortoise, leaving Liang Kingdom, and killing a group of Feng Kingdom scout monks almost left a shadow in his heart.

  The gentle and refined Uncle Lu, who never fights or fights, has such a terrifying side.

  The contrast and shock made Mu Jiuan unforgettable all his life.

  Today, Uncle Lu has achieved the True Pill, and even the Xuanshui Turtle under his seat has become a third-order Xuanshui Turtle.

  Mu Jiu'an had an intuition in his heart that Uncle Lu, who had been hiding so deeply, might become a legendary monk in the Liang Kingdom in the future, and his achievements were no less than those of Huanglong Daoist and Earth Dragon Beast.

  Lu Changan just glanced at Mu Jiuan briefly, and the latter formed a fake pill, which was slightly lower than he expected.

   Instead, it was his wife Yu Yufu who asked Lu Changan to take a second look.

  Yu Yufu formed a real pill, a beautiful woman in her 20s or 30s.

  This woman has delicate and bright facial features, and she wears a long ink-wash style dress, with an elegant and noble temperament.

  In Lu Changan's impression, her aptitude was worse than Mu Jiuan's, but in the end she became a real pill.

  In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone has different ways of getting along with each other. With the broad vision of Yuanying Zhenjun, this kind of situation is not uncommon.

   "Uncle Lu, concubine Yu Yufu, Mu Jiuan's wife. The last time I saw you in Wuqi Mountain was more than a hundred years ago."

  Yu Yufu bowed her lapel, elegant and decent.

   Xu was worried that Lu Changan would forget her face, so he introduced himself.

   Seeing the man in white who made her feel a little surprised back then,

   Fengshen is handsome, gentle and moist like jade, just like an evergreen ancient tree.

  Yu Yufu's heart fluctuated slightly, and there was also a trace of complicated emotions.

  Back then, she and Mu Jiuan met Lu Changan together. Her husband was young and handsome, a bit like the latter.

  Today, Lu Changan has become a real person, still youthful and immutable.

   On the other hand, her husband is already middle-aged, and he already has a lot of faux-pill vibes.

  The second-order Zhuyan pill in the world of cultivating immortals is time-sensitive and can only maintain its current appearance for more than a hundred years. If you eat it when you are old, you will not go back to your youthful appearance.

   Back then at Little Turtle Peak, Yu Yufu found out that Lu Changan, a casual cultivator, was raising a Xuanshui turtle with the blood of the land. It was not easy.

  Unfortunately, the husband had no intention of going out with Uncle Lu, and there was no opportunity for further understanding.

  After Jin Yangzong moved to the north, Mu Jiu'an once told her that Uncle Lu was not simple, and his vision was not as good as his wife's.

  Yu Yufu asked why, but Mu Jiuan refused to say.

   Regarding the shame left by that year, the few surviving Jinyangzong monks made an oath together and must not pass it on.

   "Miss Yu, Lu remembers you."

  Lu Changan returned a little courtesy to this true alchemy female cultivator.

   Afterwards, he greeted Li Congren and Mu Bingyun.

  The four people in front of him represent Li Erqing's son, daughter-in-law, grandson, and the main family.

  The Xuanshui turtle landed on Feiyue Lake and galloped on the waves.

  The three of Lu Changan sat on the back of the turtle, surrounded by Mu Jiuan and others, and headed for Li Erqing's cave.

   Puff puff!

  Xuan Shuigui cast a spell, and a flower-shaped water wave about ten feet wide surged from the lake and fell to Mu Bingyun's feet.

   "Mysterious Water Turtle..."

  Mu Bingyun's pretty eyes were clear, and she looked happy. She was carried by the water waves and landed on the back of the big turtle.

   "Bingyun, I haven't seen you for many years, you seem to have lost some weight."

  Zhao Tan'er was straightforward and lively, took Mu Bingyun's hand and let the latter sit beside her.

  Mu Bingyun is wearing a dark blue dress and gown. She is about thirties, with a dignified and dignified temperament, and her beautiful face is a little haggard compared to the last time I saw it.

   "Hey! Bingyun, the wreath on your hand..."

  Zhao Tan'er soon discovered that on Mu Bingyun's wrist, a bracelet of white flowers was faintly exposed.

  Mu Bingyun showed mournful expression, lowered her head and whispered: "My concubine's Taoist companion..."

   It turned out that Mu Bingyun's husband in Jinyangzong died in battle on the front line of the demonic invasion.

   This happened a few years ago, and Lu Changan already knew about it in the letter sent by Mu Bingyun.

  In the intensified magic war, such incidents have become normalized.

   Widows like Shen Bixin and Mu Bingyun can be found all over the world of cultivating immortals.

   It can be seen that Li Erqing was able to die, which is considered a blessing in this era.

   Arriving at Yuexin Island, Lu Changan let the Xuanshui turtle play in Feiyue Lake.

  He and Zhao's master and apprentice went straight to Li Erqing's cave.

   "Grandpa Lu... Reverend Lu..."

   In front of Li Erqing's bed, there were many descendants who saw Lu Changan coming, and they all saluted.

  Grey-haired Li Erqing was bedridden, with many age spots on his wrinkled and withered face.

   Facing many heirs, he remained expressionless.

  From that dark face, Lu Changan could vaguely see the outline of the peasant boy back then.

   "Brother..."

  When the youthful and ageless man in white came into sight.

  Li Erqing's cloudy and dull old eyes immediately lit up with divine light, his face turned reddish, and he stretched out his shriveled arms tremblingly.

  Mu Jiu'an waved his hand, dismissing his father's many heirs.

  Mu Jiu'an and his wife, Li Congren, Mu Bingyun and others also left, leaving Lu Chang'an behind.

   "Don't act rashly, you still have more than half a month's lifespan."

  Lu Chang'an grabbed this withered old hand, and injected Changqing mana to help it channel its qi and blood.

   It turned out that Li Erqing's blood and energy in his body were almost dry, and his essence was almost lost, and he barely breathed with mana.

  The life span is limited, no matter how brilliant the medical skills are, there is no way to bring it back.

  Seeing Lu Changan, Li Erqing showed a long-lost smile on his rigid face, and with his leaky black and yellow teeth, his appearance was uglier than crying.

  Lu Changan secretly slandered, before stepping into the fairyland, you had a mouth full of yellow teeth, and now you are on the verge of dying, and you haven't changed at all.

  He couldn't help but sympathize with Li Erqing's beautiful wives and concubines in the past.

   "Fairy Zhao..."

  Li Erqing waved at Zhao Siyao again.

  Maybe old eyesight is dim.

   In front of him, Zhao Siyao, who was in his thirties, plainly dressed and with crow's feet, was in a trance in his field of vision, and turned into the cold-tempered and fluttering Fairy Zhao back then.

  The next moment, she turned into that well-educated, slim beauty embryo again.

   "Second Qing."

  Zhao Siyao stepped forward and held Li Erqing's veteran hand.

  Li Erqing's eyes were moist, and his withered palms trembled slightly.

  Lu Changan noticed that Li Erqing's heart beat slightly faster.

  He and Zhao Siyao looked at each other and smiled.

  The group of four who came out of Hengshui Mansion that year had a crush on Zhao Siyao, not just the young Lord Lin Yi.

  At that time, the peasant boy, facing Zhao Siyao, who was born in a scholarly family, would blush when a beautiful woman glanced at him.

  Zhao Siyao was very self-restraining, and did not despise the peasant boy.

  Later, Fairy Zhao, who joined the sect, was unattainable and not from the same world. Li Erqing gave up any thoughts.

   With Zhao Siyao's intelligence and intuition when she was a girl, she was also aware of it.

  Lin Yi and Li Erqing were both attracted by her teenage charm, feeling ashamed of themselves and just secretly in love.

   Only Lu Changan, whom she favored, was unwilling to marry a wife and have children.

  The occasional dewy love made her stop thinking about it.

   "Brother, Fairy Zhao, I can see you before I die, Ergou will die without regret."

   "Unfortunately, Yi Lin passed away early, that child Lin Lu..."

  That day, Lu Changan, Zhao Siyao, and Li Erqing chatted together for a long time.

   Later, Li Erqing called himself Ergou.

   I don't know if the name change this time can make him change his luck.

  Lu Changan and Zhao Siyao also called him Ergou, as if they had returned to their youth 170 or 80 years ago.

  Li Ergou's condition is very poor. After chatting for half a day, he looks exhausted.

   "Ergou, take a good rest, Fairy Zhao and I will accompany you on the last journey on Yuexin Island."

   On that day, the three of Lu Changan checked in at the courtyard of the guest room on Yuexin Island.

  When Li Ergou was in good spirits, the two went to meet again.

  As the patriarch of the family, Li Ergou still has a lot of funeral affairs to explain to his descendants.

   Half a month later.

   Lu Changan in the guest room had a feeling somewhere, and couldn't help but look at Li Erqing's cave.

   His powerful senses hear the cries of grief, men, women, and children.

   Hum!

  The Nine Seal Tablet in the back of my mind trembled slightly.

  Lu Changan let out a soft "Huh", and felt an indescribable bond, which was connected to the cave where the cry came from.

   Between the two, there seems to be an invisible transparent thread.

  Following the invisible fetters, Lu Changan's eyes blurred.

  I saw that an invisible vortex of gray mist appeared above Li Ergou's cave.

  The whirlpool of gray and white mist is extremely huge, and the world behind it is endless, as if overlapping with the entire world of cultivating immortals.

   Except for Lu Changan, many monks in Feiyue Lake, including the monk Zhendan, could not see this gray and white misty world.

   Immediately after.

  Lu Changan found a broken soul that looked like Li Ergou, with a spiritual bright spot wrapped in the center, which was being swallowed up by the whirlpool of gray and white.

   "Reincarnation of heaven and earth?"

  Lu Changan discovered that the invisible bond was connected with Li Ergou's bright spot, and as the latter was being swallowed by reincarnation, the induction obviously began to weaken.

  (end of this chapter)

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