Lu Chang'an looked thoughtful and went out alone.

Crash!

On the edge of the cave pool, Yun Ling, who was wearing a white plain skirt, swiped her pink lip flap, her eyes were in a daze without focus, and her little feet were inadvertently splashing.

"Mr. Xu, you're out of customs."

Yun Ling's eyes were bright, her eyebrows were lightly raised, and she got up and saluted.

She subconsciously looked behind Lu Changan and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"The Great Turtle is still in retreat, practicing the secret art of spirit beasts. Wait a minute......"

Lu Changan saw her thoughts.

A few years ago, Yun Ling broke through the small realm and successfully stepped into the middle stage of foundation building.

"Hmm."

Yun Lingxing replied lightly, and although she was worried, she didn't ask more.

After so many years of intimate contact with the big turtle, she inevitably noticed:

The spirituality of the large turtle contains a strange and nourishing water bubble bath, unlike the ordinary blastoise.

Her skin is delicate and supple, better than when she was a girl, and her bone physique, and even her flexibility, are getting better and better.

Even the female cultivators of Xuanyin Pavilion were very envious and asked Yun Ling for maintenance tips.

Bang bang!

In the underground secret room, the head of the Xuanshui turtle hit the door and made a noise to show dissatisfaction.

Its dark green and deep gaze is no longer simply cute, but faintly filled with a hint of irritability and evil.

Recently, Lu Changan did not let it meet with Yun Ling.

The reason is that the water spells cast by the Xuanshui Turtle, as well as the fluctuation of demonic power, contain the characteristics of yin and cold and heavy water supernatural powers.

You can't meet Yun Ling until you can't control your bloodline talent and cast a pure and harmless water spell.

If it was a Xuanshui 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 blastoise or the turtle.

However, only three months have passed.

When the Xuanshui Turtle exits the level, it can control the bloodline ability of transformation and cast pure water and wood spells.

Lu Changan has tested that the attack ability of the Xuanshui Turtle has at least reached the average level of the Heavenly Bloodline, and its combat effectiveness is much stronger than before.

There are gains and losses.

The healing and nourishing ability of the Xuanshui turtle has decreased by two or three percent.

But it is limited to human monks, and it remains unchanged against demon beasts.

The nourishing ability of the Xuantian vine has been improved.

"Big Turtle!"

The corners of Yun Ling's eyes were moist, her smile was bright, and she opened her arms happily.

The large turtle was so large that she could only hold its head to her chest.

The irritable mood in the eyes of the Xuanshui turtle settled down, and he stretched out his head obediently and rubbed it affectionately.

A little water stain soaked the girl's skirt.

Yun Ling's delicate and fair face, moist and red, realized that something was wrong, so she took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the back of the big turtle.

Lu Changan wore a green shirt, stood with his hands in his hands, and nodded secretly.

After the bloodline is raised, the Xuanshui turtle is affected by the innate turbidity, and its temperament has changed.

After a few days of observation.

Lu Changan confirmed that Yun Ling's companionship and appeasement would help the psychological growth of the Xuanshui Turtle.

On the ground rat side, don't worry about it, there is no major change in temperament.

The Earth Rat's Earth Escape talent, Earth Spells, Speed, and Melee Combat have all been slightly improved.

In addition, it is better at stealth than ever before, making it difficult to detect when hiding underground or ambushing.

In the past, the ground rat was only learned to hide and used all year round. Now, it's more talented.

……

Another month passed.

The condition of the turtle has stabilized. Ground rats also do not exhibit anomalies.

Lu Changan was relieved at this time.

Innate turbidity is even harmful to most human monks. Although it is good for demon beasts, it will inevitably have some negative effects.

On this day, Lu Changan called Yun Ling over alone.

"Ling'er, Big Turtle and I are going to go back to the Guardian Alliance. I wish you to go home for a year and a half and reunite with your grandmother and brother. ”

Lu Changan said his own arrangement.

Yun Ling nodded and promised that every two or three years, she would go back to the Heyuan Oasis.

Fang Zhen had been dead for many years, and the biggest threat to the descendants of the Fire Palace no longer existed, and he began to develop steadily in the area of the Outer Sect Alliance.

The Shanshui Manor where Lu Changan once practiced has now established a family of cultivating immortals called the "Duan Clan".

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 took Yun Ling and set off, taking a simple, low-key chariot magic weapon, a dark blue carriage, to isolate the wind and sand from the outside world.

After flying thousands of miles, a woman in a green dress wearing a veil joined the chariot magic weapon halfway.

Lu Changan and the woman in the green skirt looked at each other and did not speak.

Yun Ling could only see a hazy face, except for her good figure, impeccable, her appearance and temperament were not outstanding.

The chariot magic weapon reached the clouds above the Heyuan Oasis.

Yun Ling bowed and said goodbye to Lu Changan.

Before parting, she couldn't help but glance at the woman in the green dress and veil again.

"Xiaoling, this girl, is really getting more and more smart, and the acquired beauty of the root bone has grown so much. The concubines all want to accept her as a personal disciple. ”

It wasn't until Yun Ling left that the woman in the green skirt spoke, and the sound of the beads falling on the jade plate seemed to linger with beautiful strings, which made people happy.

The seemingly ordinary female cultivator in the green skirt is actually the neon moon fairy of the first female cultivator of the Outer Sect Alliance.

"She has entered the runic path, and she has no energy to practice the rhythm."

Lu Changan said expressionlessly.

The woman in the green skirt smiled "fluttering", "The concubine body is just a tentative word, look at you like a treasure!" Showing the horse's feet, right? ”

"Xu Daxiu, don't you want to plant in advance and cultivate a peerless beauty. In the future, when the concubine is old and yellow, she will replace her......"

The Niyue Fairy's eyes were soft and charming, as if she had a resentful voice.

"The Lord of the Niyue Pavilion is now known as the number one beauty in the Fengyuan Kingdom, so he is so unconfident?"

Lu Changan chuckled.

He's not good at cultivating this.

From the point of view of return on investment, the cost performance 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 resist the troubles of some peepers.

In the end, if you succeed, you may be cheaper and you will be plucked.

For example, the Neon Moon Fairy is a typical example. Such a peerless beauty with a clear heart has only been seen for hundreds of years.

Therefore, Lu Changan did not invest too much in Xia Wenyue back then, and sent him to a higher and broader stage.

A month later.

The chariot magic weapon left the Fengyuan Country, passed through the endless desert, and approached the boundary of the Weidao Alliance.

Lu Changan couldn't help but look at the veil of the Neon Moon Fairy.

"Xu Daxiu, please rest assured, the concubine will not reveal her identity, nor will she act without authorization. This time, I accompanied me to Liang Guo, just to revisit my hometown and find out Liu Qingyan's whereabouts by the way. ”

The Neon Moon Fairy smiled lightly and reassured.

With that, she cast another secret technique and added a layer of prohibition to the veil.

Lu Changan nodded with satisfaction.

……

A few months ago, Lu Changan calculated that the old people and younger generations who had been fettered in the past were close to the end of their life.

One of them is less than half a year old, and he is now about to die.

Lu Changan decided to go back to Liangguo.

This is not the only thing that can be done.

There are two other things.

First, the puppets of the late third-order stage involve more high-level rare materials, and they are still a little worse.

Lu Chang'an's financial resources are not lacking, but it takes a long time to gather complete materials, and some rare materials have to be lucky.

Such progress is still with the help of Xuanyin Pavilion and the Xingyue Chamber of Commerce.

It is limited to one piece of the Outer Sect Alliance, which is more limited.

It just so happened that during the armistice of the Weidao Alliance, the high-level immortal city over there, the Yuan Ying had more forces, which was helpful for collecting materials.

The second thing, the traces of the Xuantian vine, the hidden danger.

With the vision of Lu Chang'anyuan's infancy, he analyzed the changes of the Xuanteng that day, and thought that there might be more than his own vine in one realm.

After the withered Xuanguo lands, other Xuanteng may also have a chance.

However, the vine he possessed absorbed the nutrients of the Xuantian relics, and the advantage should be greater.

Back then, from the mysterious space at the core of the ancient ruins, he got the Xuanteng, and the master fairy said that he used the formation to pry it, causing it to collapse and collapse.

Later, this relic was blocked by the sect headed by the Jinyang Sect of the Liang Kingdom, and only the disciples of the sect could enter it to experience and explore treasures.

Lu Chang'an's cultivation in his early years was not enough, and he had no chance to enter again.

Now that his strength has soared, he wants to confirm with Shi Fairy again, enter the core of the ruins, and check the possible traces of clues.

The likelihood that the theory exists is low, and this is done only for peace of mind.

Shi Xianzi is another person who is close to the limit of Shouyuan.

She is slightly better, and Shouyuan still has seven or eight years.

Fake Dan real people, normal can live to be more than 300 years old.

When Shi Fairy was building the foundation, he was banned by the fake Dan Zhenren in Zhihai, and later he was barely broken, and he was counterattacked, and he lost his memory for a while.

That kind of encounter made her life loss somewhat, and she could only form a fake pill in the future.

After entering the Liang Kingdom.

Lu Changan did not go to find Shi Fairy for the first time, but flew to the direction of Feiyue Lake.

The Niyue Fairy already knew Lu Chang'an's identity, and her moon-like eyes stared at the land of Liang below, and her heart fluctuated.

When passing through Wuqi Mountain.

Lu Changan paused slightly, and his divine sense swept over the small turtle peak below.

Guan Qiaozhi's mausoleum is still outside the cave mansion and is respected as a grandmother by the Qi family.

Chi Feng, who is over 160 years old, is at the peak of his cultivation in the middle of foundation building, and he is already a white-eyed old man in his fifties.

At such an age, there is no hope of forming a pill, even if it is a fake pill.

From the white-eyed old man, Lu Changan vaguely saw the shadow of Qi Jingyun, the leader of the "Nujiang Gang", the righteous father of this life.

Now, Xiaoguifeng has become the spiritual vein station of the Qi clan and the dart guards.

Chiffon bought the right to use Xiaoguifeng for two hundred years, and paid it in two installments, and in the future, there were enough spirit stones to buy it out.

With such preferential treatment, on the one hand, it is the extra care of Jinyun Valley.

The other is due to chance.

In the second half of the Demon Dao War a few years ago, the major sects consumed a huge amount of resources to compensate the casualties, and they were once in dire need of spirit stones.

Therefore, it is cheaper to dispose of, rent and sell some industries, and obtain more spiritual stone reserves by extending the lease period.

Lu Changan left not long ago.

The white-eyed old man's Chi Feng opened a letter, read the contents, and sighed lowly.

The foundation building ancestor once remembered Grandpa Lu's affection and took care of him.

Not long after, Chifeng rushed to Feiyue Lake with his best grandson.

……

Feiyue Lake Mujia, the hinterland of Yuexin Island.

In front of a beautiful cave mansion, there are many people from the Mu clan.

These Mu monks are from the elder generation of the Mu family, and they have nothing to do with Li Erqing's lineage.

Since Li Erqing's death, and after experiencing the Demon Dao War, the Mu family has been declining day by day, and it is not as good as the one door and three foundations in the heyday of the year.

Today's Mu family, there are only two foundation building monks, and one of them has reached the maximum life limit.

Most of the monks in front of the Mu family's ancestral cave mansion had sad faces on their faces.

At this moment, a powerful aura of light went straight to Feiyue Lake.

The invisible Dan power spiritual pressure moved the Mu family monk and looked up.

The owner of the retreat is a middle-aged fake Dan real person wearing a high crown, who is not smiling, and has the majesty of a superior person.

"I've seen Li Zhenren!"

"Meet the ancestor of the Li family of Xuemei Mountain!"

The Mu family cultivated, all saluted, and their demeanor was respectful.

The contemporary head of the Mu family, 'Mu Changxiu', a monk in the early days of foundation building, hurriedly came out of the cave.

He is the only heir left by Mu Bingyun.

"Li Zhenren visited, and Feiyue Lake was shining."

Mu Changxiu was dressed in a white long shirt, elegant and handsome, and had a graceful demeanor, but at the moment he was flattered, and bowed deeply towards the light above.

The middle-aged man with the high crown in front of him is the ancestor of the Li family of Xuemei Mountain-Li Congren.

Among the descendants of Li Erqing, he is the first real person in history.

"Brother Changxiu, you don't have to be so heavy."

Li Congren's tone was gentle, waving his sleeves and waving his hand.

In terms of generation, Li Congren and Mu Changxiu are the same generation, and the former is older

Li Congren's retreat fell, and he was accompanied by two young people, a man and a woman, who were in the foundation building period and the eighth layer of qi refining.

The two young people are both Li Congren's favored children and grandchildren.

"Li Zhenren, please come in."

Mu Changxiu respectfully raised his hand and invited Li Congren and the three of them to enter the mother's cave.

The old monks of the Mu family who were present looked at the humble gesture of the head of the family complimenting and laughing, and their hearts were mixed, which was very unpleasant.

More than 100 years ago, after the two veins of the Mu family split, He never expected it to be today.

After a few decades of prosperity, the Mu family began to decline.

The Li family of Xuemei Mountain, who set up their own portal, gave birth to a fake Dan real person and became a famous immortal cultivation family in the Liang State Immortal Cultivation Realm.

When Mu Bingyun died, the surrounding forces coveted the existing industries of Feiyue Lake.

Now, the Mu family wants to tie up with the Li family of Xuemei Mountain, hoping to get the protection of the Li family of Xuemei Mountain through joint marriage.

This is also the reason why Mu Changxiu was flattered and respectful.

"Alas, the ashes of the Erqing Ancestor in the early years should not be given half to the Li family of Xuemei Mountain! Bad the feng shui of the Mu family! ”

An old man of the Mu family, who was about to enter the ground, watched this scene from a distance, with a kind of chagrin and resentment that beat his chest.

The missing turtle real person, the meddling behavior back then, was really partial!

"The world rises and falls, the tide rises and falls. I really thought that half a jar of ashes could determine the luck of Feiyue Lake......"

A light and breezy voice sounded in the ears of the old man of the Mu family.

"Who? Who's talking? ”

The old man of the Mu family hit a spirit, looked around, and there was no one.

He gasped for breath and fell to the ground, frightened. The voice just now seemed to be just an auditory hallucination.

……

Moon Heart Island, the ancestral cave of the Mu family.

"How's Aunt Bing doing?"

Li Congren asked.

"It's almost gone, the qi and blood are dry, and the weakness is not replenished. Only the last shred of mana is left to hang......"

Mu Changxiu's tone was low, a little sad, but not extremely sad.

Because, Mu Bingyun lived to be two hundred and ten years old, and the family was preparing for a funeral.

Several people came to Mu Bingyun's dormitory and lowered their voices.

"Mother, Li Zhenren is here."

Mu Changxiu came to his mother's bed, bowed down and called softly.

On the bed, there was a silver-haired nun, whose face remained about forty years old. She painted delicate makeup, with beautiful facial features, at first glance, she looks like a sleeping beauty who has reversed time.

Seeing this scene, Li Congren was stunned, and couldn't help but think of a rumor from the previous generation.

He raised his hand and motioned for the two young juniors to silence.

Hearing the voice, the silver-haired nun opened her eyes with difficulty, and her tired and weak eyes faintly flashed a trace of disappointment when she saw Li Congren.

"Congren, when I'm gone, I'll bother you......"

Mu Bingyun reluctantly chatted with Li Congren for a few words, and then closed her eyes again.

She was too weak to hold on to the last shred of obsession.

Li Congren turned around and sighed.

He could see that although Mu Bingyun was a happy and mournful ending, she was depressed before she died, and she had a trace of regret in her heart after all.

Just now, Mu Bingyun seemed to want to ask him something, but he didn't speak, as if he lacked courage.

Li Congren knew what Aunt Bing wanted to ask, and that was the answer he also wanted to know.

The trace of that person's life and death is a mystery in the Liang State Cultivation Immortal Realm.

Lu ...... Uncle Lu ......"

Behind, there was a sudden exclamation, and Mu Bingyun's old voice was raised a few points.

Li Congren and Mu Changxiu couldn't help but look back.

I saw Mu Bingyun's trembling white palms, grasping something in the air.

The silent and cloudy eyes are like lit candles, shining with a touch of light.

It seems to have returned to the small turtle peak back then, the graceful and lonely maid.

However, in the eyes of the four of them, in front of Mu Bingyun's bed, there was a piece of air, and there was nothing.

"When Mu Lao Zu was dying, he had a hallucination?"

The two young men and women accompanying Li Congren looked at each other and made eye contact.

Li Congren, who only had a fake Dan cultivation, suddenly changed his face and opened his mouth.

His divine consciousness sensed an invisible layer of transparent ripples, cutting off the senses of the outside world.

Inside the transparent ripples.

A familiar white-clothed figure stood in front of Mu Bingyun's bed.

The man in white, still young, pampered and humiliated, never old or dead, and not affected by the changes of the years.

The man in white held the palm of the silver-haired old man, smiling, and whispering something to Mu Bingyun, who had returned to the light.

"Uncle Lu...... Little Turtle Peak...... May the next life ......"

When she was dying, Mu Bingyun's face was soothed, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she finally got her wish and achieved her last wish.

In the end, the man in white smoothed her closed eyes with his palm, and his expression was not overtly joyful.

"The luck of the Feiyue Lake Mu family is ......"

The man in white got up, groaned slightly, pinched his fingers and calculated, his brows furrowed slightly.

During this period, he glanced at Li Congren and the others.

"Grandpa, ...... you are"

The two young men in Xuemei Mountain looked surprised.

I saw the ancestor of the Li family, who was a real person, with a solemn and respectful expression, and didn't say a word, but he bowed down to the bed and bowed for a long time.

(End of chapter)