Chapter 107: Coming out of seclusion at eighty (please order first)
In the secret room.
Sitting cross-legged in front of a man in white robe practicing meditation.
A dark green, basket-sized spirit turtle opened its mouth and tried hard to suck in the remaining breath.
On the surface of the black water turtle's shell, blue water shines like the veins of leaves.
The mana fluctuations it emitted suddenly broke through the bottleneck and entered the late stage of the first level.
At the same time, the evergreen mana in Lu Changan's body increased a little.
In the early stage of foundation building, you take a small step and your practice progress reaches the second level of foundation building.
"At the age of seventy, you will be promoted to the foundation building stage, and at the age of eighty, your cultivation level will advance to the next level."
Lu Changan looked pleased, and the mana lake in his dantian deepened.
To be honest, the progress of Evergreen Kung Fu in the foundation building period was not as slow as he imagined.
At the beginning, it took him nine years to go from the eighth level to the ninth level of Qi refining.
Lu Changan speculated that taking those life-extending things would increase the power of Evergreen Gong and slightly speed up the progress.
Refer to Zhao Siyao’s progress after establishing the foundation.
As a disciple of the sect, her spiritual roots were close to the upper level. She wasted twenty-seven or eight years in the early stage of foundation building before she was promoted to the middle stage of foundation building.
The main reason is that Zhao Siyao was stuck at the bottleneck of the third floor of the foundation for many years.
Her spiritual root qualifications no longer have any advantage after the foundation building period.
After three days of consolidation, Lu Changan was ready to leave the customs.
"Stop rubbing your nose and restrain your breath."
He raised his hand and patted the turtle's shell lightly, and there was a sound of "tied".
Pretty hard.
Lu Changan smiled, and Xuan Shuigui shrank his head in pain.
Xuan Shui Turtle has the talent of Turtle Breath. It is good at condensing the breath and quickly adjusts to normal level.
In fact, if Lu Changan increases the supply of Evergreen's mana every day, the growth of the Black Water Turtle can be further accelerated.
He didn't do that.
The Xuan Shui Turtle's current cultivation speed is already twice that of its peers, and any further increase would be too exaggerated.
He lived a long life, had no Taoist companions, and no heirs.
Raising a long-lived turtle is a kind of companionship.
This turtle can pass the time, help with work, and will be able to guard the mountains and protect the home when it becomes an adult.
Kill the enemy in battle without expecting too much.
At this stage, it is enough to have the rock rats to contribute in the battle, and the puppets are also used as cannon fodder.
…
Lu Changan stood up and carefully put the three treasure talismans into a spirit wood box.
He had been cultivating the three treasure talismans for seven or eight years.
Originally they were ordinary second-level high-grade talismans.
Now, the spiritual power contained in the three treasure talismans has reached the second level peak.
An ordinary second-level high-grade talisman, equivalent to a magic strike in the late stage of foundation building.
These three treasure talismans have transformed into exquisite products, comparable to a full-strength strike at the peak of the ninth level of foundation building.
The materials for second-level high-quality talismans are difficult to find. Lu Changan is limited by his cultivation and mana, so the success rate is not too high, so it is difficult to draw high-quality paintings.
"Within a few decades, it shouldn't be difficult for the talisman to reach the attack power of ordinary talismans."
Lu Changan assesses the current trend and is quite looking forward to it.
Unfortunately, he participated in a large-scale auction a few years ago and failed to buy a second-grade high-grade spiritual wood.
After coming out of seclusion this time, he decided to get some more talismans.
It's best to get level 3 spirit wood.
The better the material, the higher the upper limit of the power of the treasure talisman contained in it for a long enough time, and it may be able to compare with the power of the talisman of Master Jie Dan.
…
A few days later.
Guan Qiaozhi, with a delicate figure, sat on the back of Xuan Shui Turtle, and heard clear laughter.
Although the Xuan Shui Turtle is not large in size, it has a late-stage cultivation level and can carry a pure and gentle female cultivator on its back without any problem.
However, due to limitations of body shape and height, Guan Qiaozhi had to curl up her legs and lift them up a bit.
"Brother Lu, do you want to try it?"
Her pretty eyes were bright, a blush appeared on her delicate face, her delicate body was tilted back, her skirt was lifted, and her white and pink calves were raised.
The beautiful scenery presented in this posture is enough to make a normal man's mouth go dry.
"This turtle is still underage, don't mess with it."
Lu Changan criticized her, secretly thinking that this little girl's mind was not pure, and she was tempted overtly and covertly.
Over the years, Guan Qiaozhi served Lu Changan with all her heart and kept the little turtle peak in order.
She wanted to have a child to consolidate her position.
But every time, the expectations turned into disappointment.
Squeak!
The rock rat came over with a few letters in his mouth, coming and going like the wind.
Lu Changan took it and took a look.
One was from Li Erqing, and the other was from Zhang Tieshan.
From Huanglong Fairy City to Wuqi Mountain, it was Li Erqing who wrote the most letters to Lu Changan for decades.
Even if he has nothing to do, he will talk about spiritual practice and family matters about his children.
After entering the foundation-building period, Li Erqing made difficult progress.
He established the foundation five or six years earlier than Lu Changan, and he is also two years younger.
When I wrote this letter, my cultivation level was still at the first level of foundation building.
Lu Changan knew clearly: Li Erqing's qualifications and character had exceeded the upper limit for promotion and foundation building. Now, his potential has been exhausted and he is struggling.
He realized that this old friend who had awakened from this life and had known each other until now might be left behind.
…
In the past, Li Erqing got some small opportunities by giving birth to children.
Lu Changan is not envious, let alone jealous.
Compared with those who are truly lucky, Li Erqing's good fortune is not worth mentioning.
In Daqing, there is a miracle that a low-grade spiritual root can be cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage within ten thousand years.
This cannot be achieved through hard work and hard work.
With great luck, even a pig can fly in the times.
Similar miracles exist in almost every era.
"Mu Jiuan returned to Liang Kingdom recently? He came to Feiyue Lake to see his biological father and mother."
In the letter, Lu Changan saw a piece of good news.
Mu Jiuan is the most talented among the descendants of Li Erqing.
The opportunity is also good.
At that time, a rare treasure was triggered and was taken away by the disciple of a mysterious real person from another country.
In order to repay the kindness of raising him, Mu Jiuan asked for a foundation-building pill for his father before leaving, including the resources given by the real person.
Li Erqing mentioned in his letter:
Mu Jiuan became a disciple of the Elder Jiedan of a Nascent Soul-level sect in Fengguo.
Fengguo is a powerful immortal-cultivating country in Daqing. There are three major Nascent Soul-level forces in the country.
Mu Jiuan is now in his forties, has become a foundation-building monk, and has become a Taoist companion with the granddaughter of the elder in his sect.
"This kid has two brushes."
"I once heard that Mu Jiuan looked like me in appearance and temperament when he was a boy. I want to see it this time."
Lu Changan was slightly interested.
Mu Jiuan was taken away when he was a teenager. He was in Huanglong Fairy City at the time and had never seen him before.
Li Erqing said in the letter that he would ask Mu Jiuan to visit him and honor him, Uncle Lu.
…
Lu Changan opened Zhang Tieshan's letter again.
The content of the letter is also related to the younger generations.
Lin Yi's son Lin Lu has stayed at the ninth level of Qi Refining for nearly ten years and is now fifty-eight or nine years old.
We have been preparing to lay the foundation for these years.
As a member of the sect, Lin Lu was more comfortable than a casual cultivator and had channels to obtain foundation-building pills.
Zhang Tieshan suggested that each of Lin Yi's four foundation-building friends borrow five hundred spirit stones, or foundation-building related resources of equivalent value.
The four foundation-building friends are:
Zhang Tieshan, Zhao Siyao, Lu Changan, Li Erqing.
Lu Changan thought of Lin Lu's ups and downs in half his life, from being an arrogant young man from the sect to falling into a deep valley, and then being down-to-earth in Huanglong Immortal City, where his mind was sharpened.
When he was in Huanglong Fairy City, Lin Lu would come every year to honor him.
"Brother Lin, although you died young, there are four foundation-building monks who came to help your son. The souls in heaven should be gratified."
Lu Changan thought about his old friendship and didn't mind raising a hand.
The one who really contributed was Zhang Tieshan.
To plan to build a foundation, it is not enough to have spiritual stones, but also to have connections in the sect.
Lu Changan replied with a letter and asked Guan Qiaozhi to pass it on to Lan Lin and send it to Jinyun Valley.
He believed that Li Erqing would agree to this matter.
Back then, when Li Erqing became prosperous, he asked his son Mu Ershun to come to Huanglong Immortal City to pay his respects and bring a set of foundation building materials to supply Lu Changan with a key auxiliary medicine that he was missing.
…
Half a month later.
A flying boat as white as clouds carried a Taoist couple into the mist-shrouded Wuqi Mountain.
One of the men in a feather robe has a handsome appearance, red lips and white teeth, a straight body, standing with his hands behind his back. He is about twenty-five or six years old.
Another woman in a feather skirt has a petite figure, delicate facial features, and short ear-length hair. She looks about eighteen or nineteen years old and is full of youthful vitality.
"Brother Jiu'an, I heard that Uncle Lu is very good at maintaining his health and appearance. Although he is rare in ancient times, he has always looked like a young man."
The woman in the feather skirt smiled playfully, her eyes bright, and said curiously.
"I want to see later, who of you is younger and who is more handsome."
"What's the use of comparison?"
Mu Jiuan adjusted his white feather robe, feeling quite confident:
"I am only forty-two years old this year, and I have established my foundation early. I am in my prime from the inside out."
"No matter how good-looking Uncle Lu is, the traces of the passage of time are inevitable."
"Yeah, that's right too."
Yu Yufu tilted her head and gently held her husband's arm.
Looking at Mu Jiuan's handsome and fair face, with a calm and jade-like temperament, she was secretly satisfied.
"Two seniors, which main peak do you want to visit?"
Seeing the two foundation-building monks, housekeeper Lan Lin came over to greet them and bowed.
Mu Jiuan explained his purpose and was taken to Little Turtle Peak.
…
"My master has invited you to move to the cave."
Guan Qiaozhi leads the way for Mu Jiuan and his wife.
Yu Yufu looked around.
She was not surprised by the spiritual valley on the mountain, the spiritual flowers and plants, and the beautiful pond.
"The earth-grade spiritual beast Xuan Shui Turtle? This is the big turtle I saw. The texture of the turtle's shell is a little different."
She saw a turtle lazily basking in the sun by the pool.
It is rare in the world of immortality to keep a mysterious water turtle by yourself.
"Second-order demon rat?"
In a cave not far away, a sturdy mouse flashed past.
With just two spiritual pets, Yu Yufu had an intuition that the Uncle Lu she was about to meet was probably no ordinary monk.
Inside the cave, the environment is elegant.
In the main hall where sandalwood scented the air, a man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back.
When Yu Yufu looked at it, her almond-shaped eyes couldn't help but stare, shining brightly.
The man in white is handsome and handsome, as gentle as jade, with an indifferent and tranquil look that has been baptized by the years.
The moment we first met.
The back of the man standing with his hands behind his hands gave her the illusion that she was facing a towering tree.
"Somewhat similar."
What surprised Yu Yufu was not Uncle Lu's young appearance.
But her husband, Mu Jiuan, looks a bit like him in appearance and temperament.
By comparison.
The husband she had always admired looked like a fake.
There is not much difference in appearance between the two.
But the indescribable difference in temperament is particularly obvious when compared on the spot.
"My nephew, Mu Jiu'an, brought his Taoist companion to pay homage to Uncle Lu."
Mu Jiuan bowed slightly.
"Junior Yu Yufu has met Uncle Lu."
Yu Yufu quickly averted her eyes, bowed, and said softly.