Lu Changan looked thoughtful and left the customs alone.
Wow!
Beside 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 slightly 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 minute..."
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 softly. Although she was worried, she didn't ask any more questions.
After so many years of close contact with Big Turtle, she inevitably noticed 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 skin care.
Bang bang!
In the underground secret room, Xuan Shui Turtle hit his head against the door and made a sound to show his dissatisfaction.
His dark green and deep gaze was no longer simple and cute, but had a hint of irritability and evil intent.
Recently, Lu Changan has not allowed him to meet Yun Ling.
The reason is that the water spells and demon power fluctuations cast by Xuan Shui Turtle 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.
If it were a black water turtle in the past, it would be difficult to do this.
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, it has only been three months.
When the Xuan Shui Turtle comes out of seclusion, he 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 Tianpin bloodline, and its combat effectiveness is much stronger than before.
There are gains and losses.
The healing and nourishing ability of Xuan Shui Turtle has dropped by 20 to 30%.
But it is limited to human monks and does not affect monsters.
On the contrary, the nourishing ability of Xuantian Gourd Vine has been 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 emotion in Xuan Shui Turtle's eyes calmed down, and he obediently stretched out his head and rubbed it affectionately.
Some water stains soaked the girl's dress.
Yun Ling's delicate fair face was moist and rosy. When she realized something was wrong, she took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the big turtle's back.
Lu Changan wore a green shirt, stood with his hands behind his back, and nodded secretly.
The Xuan Shui 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.
As for the Rock Rat, there is no need to worry, there is no big change in temperament.
The Earth Rock Rat's earth escape talent, earth spells, speed, and melee combat have all been slightly improved.
In addition, it is better at hiding than before, making it difficult to detect when it escapes underground or is ambushed.
In the past, rock rats just learned to hide and used them all year round. Nowadays, they have more talents in this area.
…
Another month has passed.
The condition of the black water turtle has stabilized. The rock rat has shown no abnormalities.
Lu Changan finally felt relieved.
Innate turbid energy is even harmful to most human monks. Although it is good for monsters and beasts, 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. I promise you to go home for a year and a half and 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 outer sect alliance area.
The Shanshui Manor where Lu Changan once practiced cultivation has now established a family of cultivators named "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, riding in a simple and low-key carriage with a dark blue carriage to isolate the wind and sand from the outside world.
After flying thousands of miles, a woman in a green skirt wearing a veil joined the carriage midway.
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 chariot magic weapon reaches 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.
"This girl Xiaoling is really becoming more and more beautiful. 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 number one alchemy 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 and said, "I'm just a probing word. I think you're protecting a treasure! Are you showing off your flaws?"
"Xu Daxiu, could it be that he wants to plant the seeds in advance and cultivate a peerless beauty. He will replace me in the future when I grow old..."
Fairy Niyue's eyes were soft and charming, as if she had a hint of resentment.
"Master Niyue Pavilion is now known as the most beautiful woman in Feng Yuan Kingdom. Is she so unsure of herself?"
Lu Changan chuckled.
It's not easy for him to develop this habit.
From the perspective of return on investment, the cost-effectiveness of training is very low.
In the process of growing up, you need to invest a lot of time and financial resources. During this process, you also need to protect and resist the troubles of some prying eyes.
If you succeed in the end, you might be able to benefit others and be the winner.
For example, Fairy Niyue 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 boundary 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. I just want to revisit my old place and find out the whereabouts of Liu Qingyan."
Fairy Niyue smiled sweetly and promised.
After that, she used her 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 lifespans of his old friends and juniors with whom he was bound in the past were approaching their end.
One of them has less than half a year to live and is now approaching his deathbed.
Lu Changan decided to go back to Liang Kingdom.
What you do is not limited to this.
There are two other things.
First, 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.
Such progress is still possible with the help of Xuanyin Pavilion and Xingyue Chamber of Commerce.
It is limited to the outer sect alliance and has great limitations.
It happened that during the truce in the Wei Dao Alliance, there were more powerful Nascent Souls in the high-level fairy city there, which was helpful for collecting materials.
The second thing is the traces and hidden dangers of Xuantian Gourd Vine.
With Lu Changan's Nascent Soul stage vision, 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.
When Xuanteng was obtained from the mysterious space at the core of the ancient ruins, Master Shixianzi said that he 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 to experience and explore for treasures.
Lu Changan didn't cultivate enough 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 and enter the core of the ruins to investigate possible clues and traces.
The possibility of the theory's existence is very low, and this is just for peace of mind.
Shi Xianzi is another person whose longevity is approaching the end.
She is a little better and has seven or eight years left to live.
A fake Dan real person can normally live to be about three hundred years old.
During the foundation-building stage of Master Shixianzi, he was restrained by the False Dan 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.
That kind of experience shortened her lifespan, and she could only form fake elixirs in the future.
After entering the Liang Kingdom.
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.
When passing through Wuqi Mountain.
Lu Changan paused for a moment, and his consciousness scanned the small turtle peak below.
The tomb of Guan Qiaozhi is still outside the cave, and she is revered 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 such an 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, 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.
Qifeng 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.
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, the major sects consumed massive resources to pay for the casualties, and were once in urgent need of spiritual stones.
Therefore, we can dispose of some properties cheaply, rent and sell some properties, 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.
The foundation-building ancestor once thought of his affection for Grandpa Lu and took care of him.
Not long after, Qi Feng rushed to Feiyue Lake with his most qualified grandson.
…
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 gradually declined, and 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 serious in speech and has the dignity of a superior.
"I've met Mr. Li!"
"Greetings to the ancestor of the Li family in Xuemei Mountain!"
All the cultivators of the Mu family came together to greet him, with respectful expressions.
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 descendant 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 the ancestor of the Li family in Xuemei Mountain—Li Congnen.
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, with the former being older.
Li Congren's escape was accompanied by two young men, 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.
"Master 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 felt mixed emotions in their hearts when they saw the humble gesture of the head of the family complimenting and smiling.
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 Xuemeishan, who established their own family, gave birth to the real person False Dan, and became a famous immortal cultivating family in the Liang Kingdom.
After 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 why Mu Changxiu was flattered and respectful.
"Alas, half of the ashes of the Erqing Patriarch should not have been given to the Li family of Xuemei Mountain! It would ruin the Mu family's feng shui!"
An old man from the Mu family, who was about to die, watched this scene from a distance, feeling as if he was beating his chest in annoyance and dissatisfaction.
The missing Mr. Kame's interference back then was really partial!
"The world is ups and downs, ebbs and flows. I really thought that half a jar of ashes could determine the fate of Feiyue Lake..."
A gentle voice sounded in the ears of the old man from the Mu family.
"Who? Who is talking?"
The old man from the Mu family trembled and looked around, but there was no one there.
He gasped, fell to the ground, and was in shock. 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 drying up, and I can't replenish my weakness. 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 a funeral.
Several people came to Mu Bingyun's bedroom and lowered their voices.
"Mother, Master Li is here."
Mu Changxiu came to her mother's bed, bowed and called softly.
Lying on the bed is a female nun with silver hair, but her face remains about forty years old. She has exquisite makeup and beautiful facial features. At first glance, she looks like a sleeper who has turned back time.
beauty.
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 juniors to be silent.
Hearing the voice, the silver-haired female cultivator struggled to open her eyes, and when she saw Li Congren in her tired and weak eyes, a hint of disappointment flashed through her eyes.
"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, so 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 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.
Mu Bingyun's trembling white hands were seen grabbing something in the air.
The silent and cloudy eyes were like a lit candle, glowing with brightness.
It's like returning to the graceful and solitary maid on 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, he had a hallucination?"
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 outside world's senses.
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 humiliations, 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 for the next life..."
When she was dying, Mu Bingyun's face softened and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, finally she 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..."
The two young people in Xuemei Mountain looked surprised.
I saw the ancestor of the Li family who was the real person of the fake elixir, with a solemn and respectful expression, without saying a word, but he bowed in front of the bed and did not get up for a long time.