I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

Hearing Ye Fei's strong speech.

The expressions of the yellow-skinned young man and the black-robed female cultivator who were hunted down changed instantly.

"Our brother and sister passed by near Wu Qishan, and we planned to buy some supplies along the way. Wu Qishan just refused to save him, just sat and watched Jiexiu do evil, and turned away the guests?"

The yellow-skinned youth looked sad and indignant, angrily scolded.

The three of Lu Chang'an ignored his questioning, and each sacrificed a top-quality magic weapon to prevent the two brothers and sisters from breaking into Wuqi Mountain.

"How can someone who comes here to shop at night and still fights fiercely in the mountains and forests? I, Wuqi Mountain, only accept normal guests and do not participate in external grievances."

Lu Changan said in a flat tone.

He and Ye Fei respectively control a second-tier mid-tier and lower-tier puppets.

With such a lineup, coupled with the home game, there is no need to be afraid even if the opponent is a group of five.

"The three peak masters are smart people. I will remember this kindness."

Chasing and killing the leader in the black gauze bamboo hat among the three, he let out a hoarse chuckle.

The two yellow-skinned youths who were hunted down had no choice but to go around the edge of Wuqi Mountain and flee to the other side.

In this way, he took a detour.

Soon he was chased by three people in black gauze hats and intercepted him.

After a quick fight, the two young men with yellow skin had their magic weapon broken, their aura was dimmed, and their bodies were covered with scars.

"Brother, since you can't escape, let's fight them!"

The injured black-robed female cultivator gritted her silver teeth tightly, and her icy face was bleak and hopeless.

"Little girl, run! I will stand against them!"

The yellow-skinned young man cast a secret technique, purple-blue blood streaks appeared on his face, and his mana breath soared, approaching the late stage of foundation establishment.

He pushed the black-robed nun away, and crazily counterattacked the three black gauze hats alone.

"Hehe, the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry."

The leader of the black gauze bamboo hat, his mana fluctuated sharply, from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the late stage.

"You actually hid your cultivation..."

Three hits one, quickly knocked down the yellow-skinned youth and cut him into several pieces.

See this scene.

The three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain were slightly taken aback.

From this, it can be concluded that the two Foundation Establishment cultivators are not in the same group.

Shi Manrong and Lu Changan looked at each other, feeling a little impatient, and stopped talking.

"elder brother!"

The black-robed female cultivator who had fled for a certain distance was distraught, and two lines of tears fell down her beautiful face.

"That female cultivator is quite attractive, capture her alive as soon as possible, and sell her for a big price afterwards..."

The leader of the black gauze bamboo hat looked at Wu Qishan and the others with a little vigilance.

For the later stage of foundation establishment, he stepped in behind and let his two subordinates chase after him first.

"Wu Qishan! Sooner or later, you will suffer the consequences—"

The black-robed female cultivator not only hated the three robber cultivators, but also had a lot of resentment towards the three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain.

She glanced coldly in her pretty eyes, and remembered the indifferent faces of Lu Changan and the others.

Lu Changan frowned imperceptibly.

However, with the speed of the black-robed female cultivator, she couldn't escape the pursuit of the three robber cultivators, especially the leader in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air from the southeast direction.

A ray of red light flew from among the clouds in the night sky.

"withdraw!"

The leader in the black gauze bamboo hat took a look, his face changed drastically, and without thinking, he stopped his two subordinates and retreated quickly.

Seeing that he was going to catch up with the black-robed female cultivator, he gave up directly.

...

"A monk from the Palace of Fire?"

The three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain couldn't help but be amazed when they saw the red iron boat flying in the distance.

It is the exclusive flying instrument of the Lihuo Palace. There is a flame pattern composed of water droplets and small flames on each side of the boat, which is in the shape of a light whirl in flight.

There are four Foundation Establishment cultivators on the flying boat.

The leader, in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, is a man in green shirt with an elegant temperament and a refreshing face.

"Song Wenshu?"

Lu Changan recognized this person.

During the beast tide many years ago, Song Wenshu accompanied the "Red Pine Real Man" from Lihuo Palace to solve the case, and captured the murderer of the Fox Valley Miemen massacre, and met Lu Chang'an.

In the next few years, Lu Changan and this person only met once by chance, and they had no friendship with each other.

"Senior Brother Song, the escaped evil cultivator is suspected to be the robber cultivator 'Dark Night Fisherman' who was wanted by several major sects back then."

On the orange flying boat, a bearded man in the middle stage of foundation establishment recognized the identity of the man in the black gauze hat.

"Night fisherman? This person likes to move at night, wears a bamboo hat, robs wealth and steals sex, appears and disappears..."

Song Wenshu immediately remembered the information about this wanted man, who was well-known in Liang Guo.

His most famous method of committing crimes is to sell several female cultivators of the Zongmen for entertainment in the black market. Afterwards, he was severely wanted by the Zongmen and hid in hiding for ten or twenty years.

"The three of us pursued, and you investigate at the scene."

Song Wenshu left the bearded man behind, took two fellow disciples, and chased in the direction where the night fisherman was escaping.

"Friend Lu."

Before leaving, Song Wenshu and Lu Changan looked at each other from a distance, and the two sides greeted each other briefly.

Lu Changan showed a little flattered, and reminded:

"Fellow Daoist Song, be careful. The leader of the tribulation cultivator just now concealed his cultivation. It may not be easy."

The strength of Zongmen monks is often better than that of other monks of the same level outside.

Song Wenshu's background in Lihuo Palace is not small, as long as he doesn't underestimate the enemy, he won't overturn.

The bearded man left behind was also a monk from Lihuo Palace, Song Wenshu's confidant, and his name was Cao Yuan.

After the introduction between the two sides, Cao Yuan learned about the situation at Wuqi Mountain.

After examining the body of the yellow-skinned young man, Cao Yuan was thoughtful.

Glancing in the direction in which the black-robed female cultivator fled, she felt a little regretful.

"Cao Daoyou, what are the identities of the two brothers and sisters who were hunted down?"

Lu Changan's heart moved and he asked.

"The two brothers and sisters, named Pei Wenkang and Pei Qiuyan, come from a ruined cultivating family. Before that, they bought a store at a high price in the 'Liaoyuan Immortal City' and owed a loan. Due to poor management, they lost all their money..."

"A few days ago, the two brothers and sisters of the Pei family went shopping and found a small caravan being targeted by Jiexiu. They fought fiercely, and finally Jiexiu retreated. The two suddenly had evil thoughts, took advantage of the fire, and ransacked the caravan with heavy casualties. .”

"However, the incident was revealed not long after. The Pei brothers and sisters couldn't get along in Liaoyuan Immortal City, so they fled overnight."

After listening to Cao Yuan's narration, Lu Changan understood that the two brothers and sisters were not real Jiexiu.

Before doing business in Liaoyuan Immortal City, he had always done his duty, and even had fun with others, without leaving any bad marks.

Due to the loss of money in the business, it coincided with the sect's expedition, the internal control declined, the law and order were relatively chaotic, and there was a good opportunity to rob, which resulted in a difference of thought.

Cao Yuan speculates: The two brothers and sisters picked Jiexiu's peaches that day, and the latter was probably a subordinate of the "Dark Night Fisherman", so he was targeted, chased and killed, and fled to the nearby area.

One of the bases for his speculation is that the "Night Fisherman" is good at tracking, and the prey that was targeted back then rarely escaped.

...

After half an hour.

Song Wenshu led two foundation-building monks back to Mount Wuqi, and joined Cao Yuan who stayed behind to investigate.

"Song Daoyou, have you caught up with those three Jiexiu?"

Lu Changan's three peak masters went up to meet him.

"The night fisherman is quite cunning. He set up a cover along the way and fled separately with his subordinates. In the end, we only killed one of his subordinates in the early stage of foundation establishment."

Song Wenshu sighed lightly and said regretfully.

Lu Changan had expected this.

Although the night fisherman was famous for a while, he didn't dare to fight to the death with the elite monks from Lihuo Palace.

Not only the gap in strength.

Even if he wins by luck, killing the Foundation Establishment cultivator with a background in Lihuo Palace may attract the real attention of Lihuo Palace's senior management. At that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in Liang Guo, and it is doomed to escape.

Later, Song Wenshu learned that the brothers and sisters of the Pei family who were hunted down by Jie Xiu also had a criminal record in Liaoyuan Xiancheng.

That is the site of Li Huo Palace.

"Pei Qiuyan was seriously injured. There may be traces on the road. Let's try to chase him down and capture him."

Song Wenshu was too lazy to do it himself, and handed it over to Cao Yuan's three Foundation Establishment subordinates.

It was late at night.

Song Wenshu was a guest at Xiaogui Peak in Wuqi Mountain, and received a banquet hosted by the three peak owners.

The three of Lu Chang'an were naturally happy to make friends with the monks from Lihuo Palace.

Song Wenshu never underestimated the three major craftsmen of Wu Qishan.

Back then, the mysterious robbery and repair gang that committed the "Fox Valley Massacre" was stronger and more covert than the "Night Fisherman".

In that battle, Song Wenshu had a deep memory, Lu Changan and Ye Fei played their strengths well, and at the same time defeated the strong with the weak.

Especially Lu Chang'an, who assisted Daoist Hongsong to kill the mysterious thief leader in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Until now, the identity of the mysterious thief leader is still a mystery.

...

next morning.

The three of Cao Yuan returned with depressed expressions and joined Song Wenshu.

"Didn't catch up?" Song Wenshu was surprised.

The target is only an injured female cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment, the escape speed is limited, and most of them will leave traces.

They are all law enforcement monks from Lihuo Palace, and they are good at tracking.

"Senior Brother Song, that female cultivator left traces within hundreds of miles of fleeing Wuqi Mountain, and then inexplicably interrupted the clues and lost her trace..."

Cao Yuan blushed slightly, bowed his head in shame.

Lu Changan's eyes flickered slightly, paying attention to the details of what he said.

"Forget it, it's just a little fish."

Song Wenshu sighed, but didn't force it.

"You made fellow Daoist Lu a joke."

"Brother Song, don't worry about it. Pei Qiuyan is not an extremely evil person. Maybe God has the virtue of loving life and gave her a chance to be a new person."

Lu Changan remained calm and comforted him.

After repeated defeats, Song Wenshu was in a bad mood, feeling dull on his face, and offered to leave.

Before parting.

Lu Changan handed a brocade bag containing spirit stones to Song Wenshu, who reluctantly accepted after several refusals.

The euphemistic name is hard work.

According to Lu Chang'an's understanding, Song Wenshu did not participate in the neighboring country's campaign because of his unusual background, and was in charge of the security patrols in the hinterland of Liang State and around the Lihuo Palace.

Wuqi Mountain is not far from the hinterland of Liang State, and it is also considered to be on the edge of the area where Song Wenshu's law enforcement patrols.

Fox Valley, hundreds of miles away, is the Lingmai Dojo under the name of Lihuo Palace.

...

Half a day after the monk from the Fire Palace left.

Xiaoguifeng Cave Mansion, an underground secret room.

Squeak!

The rock rat emerged from the hidden entrance of the Chamber of Secrets.

Opened his mouth and spit out a storage bag.

He spit out another ultra-thin mask with no sense of existence.

Lu Changan opened the storage bag and took a look, his face was calm.

The value of the items in it is not as good as that of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Pick up the fantasy mask again.

Smell a trace of residual blood, and a faint feminine fragrance.

Although Pei Qiuyan was not a big villain, he obviously hated the three peak masters of Wuqi Mountain before he fled.

Naturally, Lu Changan would not leave such a hidden danger behind.

An injured early-stage foundation-builder faced a sneak attack by a ground rock mouse in the late-stage of the second order, and was killed in one blow without any suspense.

Looking at the Hundred Illusion Mask in his hand, Lu Changan revealed a trace of exploration.

This is the first time that Baihuan Mask has obtained an identity by killing a target and devouring its blood and soul.

He put on the mask, and a cold, strange breath melted into his skin without hindrance.

In the blink of an eye.

A female cultivator in white with icy eyes, icy skin and glamorous temperament appeared in the secret room.

Squeak!

The rock mouse's eyes widened, its hair exploded, and it grinned, staring at "Pei Qiuyan" who he had killed not long ago.

"It's a pity, such a beauty."

Lu Chang'an drew a water mirror with his fingers, looking at the icy and charming female cultivator's delicate face, her skin is more than snow, her figure is slender and charming, and her long hair is as smooth as silk.