I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

Looking at the calm and calm Ye Fanchen, Lu Changan had a strange look in his eyes.

The use of puppets and magic weapons to resist just now was just a cover.

Lu Changan didn't want to expose his third-level peak body-refining attainments in public.

"The wood magical power just now consumed a lot of money. However, Fellow Daoist Ye felt a slight pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his body felt empty and uncomfortable..."

The smile on Lu Changan's face revealed a hint of weirdness.

"Huh? Hiss! Could it be that you..."

Ye Fanchen concentrated his senses, his expression changed, and he found that there was indeed a faint pain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The mana in the body is somewhat disordered, and the body feels slightly tired and empty.

Although there were no confirmed symptoms of poisoning, Ye Fanchen was sweating profusely and subconsciously took out the precious detoxification pill.

In this short gap.

Uh-huh!

Lu Changan only left an afterimage in his field of vision and disappeared from the clouds.

The next moment, the huge spiritual pressure of the Core Formation Overhaul, like a hundred thousand mountains, descended on the third-order spiritual ship below.

"careful!"

"How could Xiang Dalong come and kill him?"

On the side of the spirit ship, Elder Ye, the strange-faced man, and Tie Danxin, the three alchemy masters, felt the roar of the terrifying elixir power, and their hearts pounded.

The three true elixirs were attacking the mine formation, and were caught off guard when Xiang Dalong suddenly came to kill them.

Wan withered vine hands!

Lu Changan used a wood-based evil secret technique, and his arm suddenly expanded, extending with withered yellow vines, turning into a giant vine hand more than ten feet long, and fiercely slapped the three true elixirs on the spirit ship.

"Quick! Block-"

Elder Ye's scalp was numb, so he took out a flag magic weapon to protect his body, and then took out a third-level talisman.

The strange-faced man summoned a third-level puppet, stood in front of him, and retreated violently.

As a result, he discovered that the giant vine hand that exuded fatal threats did not attack him or the puppet in front of him.

Puff!

The giant hand of withered yellow vines swept past Elder Ye and Tie Danxin.

"My mortal nephew—save me!"

Elder Ye, who was in the middle stage of pill formation, had his body blown away, the aura of the protective banner flag dimmed, and the light shield of the third-order talisman was violently beaten to pieces.

Elder Ye was in a miserable state, his scarf fell off and his hair was disheveled.

"Elder Xiang, spare my life..."

Iron Core, the weakest one in the early stage of pill formation, screamed and was pinched by the giant hands of withered yellow vines. The protective aura was extinguished and she lost her resistance.

call!

In an instant, Tie Danxin's dark and strong body turned into a withered corpse.

The monks in the Ye family camp were horrified, and those fake elixir and foundation-building monks with lower cultivation levels retreated one after another.

"Tsk tsk, absorbing this person's life essence and blood is enough to make up for the loss of a certain family just now."

After killing Tie Danxin, Lu Changan's face turned a little rosy and his magic power was surging.

"be cheated!"

Ye Fanchen's face was ashen. When he pursued him, he found that Lu Changan had regained his full power.

Ye Fanchen and the alchemy monks present were not surprised when the evil wood method "Ten Thousand Dry Vine Hands", which absorbs the essence, blood and vitality of monks, appeared on Elder Xiang.

Different from Daqing.

Throughout the Great Abyss, evil ways prevailed, and there were very few truly noble and upright people.

Even Yunxia Sect can only be regarded as a side sect, not the true path of Xuanmen.

Lu Changan's practice of "Ten Thousand Withered Vine Hands" is actually a cover, used as a secret killing technique to cover up the overly powerful recovery and endurance of the Evergreen Kung Fu.

Back in Daqing, Lu Changan became more vigilant when he was chased by the "Qingmu Zhenjun", a fellow practitioner of Evergreen Kung Fu.

Dayuan's cultivation civilization is longer and more powerful, so he should try his best to hide the characteristics of evergreen skills, especially when fighting.

…

Clang!

Ye Fanchen's face was gloomy and he pulled out the [Golden Scale Sword Pond] again.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, don't panic! A certain family has always been upright, how could they use despicable means of poisoning a descendant of Jiange?"

Lu Changan spoke righteously and looked at Ye Fanchen, who had a gloomy expression.

He really didn't poison him.

The poison that threatens to repair the alchemy is extremely rare.

The words just now were just misleading and deceived Ye Fanchen.

"A cunning fellow."

Ye Fanchen's eyes were uncertain, and he already understood the reason.

As a puppet master, Xiang Dalong's spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary alchemy masters. The "Fantasy Leaf Flying Sword" he had previously used had a slight penetrating effect on Ye Fanchen's soul during the duel.

This kind of slight mental injury is not a serious problem, but in addition to the fact that the mana consumption in the duel is not small, it fits the "symptoms" described by Lu Changan.

After understanding the truth, Ye Fanchen was frustrated and felt the long-lost humiliation.

He would rather be poisoned than be played by Xiang Dalong.

During the break in the duel, Lu Changan killed the important true elixir cultivator in the Ye family camp, making him appear incompetent.

"Come on! The 100-breath time has not yet come. Xiang and Fellow Daoist Ye will fight for another 300 rounds."

Lu Changan, who was in his prime, once again activated the "Fantasy Leaf Flying Sword".

Pfft!

Numerous green leaves surrounded Lu Changan, turning into phantom flying swords that were uncertain in reality and took the initiative to attack and entangle Ye Fanchen.

Six Heaven-Destroying Swords!

The ancient golden-scaled sword in Ye Fanchen's hand slashed through the air and turned twenty feet above Lu Changan's head, splitting into two transparent golden-scaled sword shadows on the left and right.

As one of the six major sword techniques of Tianjian Pavilion, combined with Ye Fanchen's swordsmanship talent, once used, Lu Changan was suppressed again.

However, Ye Fanchen, who was facing each other again, felt his heart sinking and felt troubled.

Lu Changan returned to his prime, but he did not, and his mind was slightly eroded.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword" used by Lu Changan again was not only continuous, but also revived by the spring breeze. It was extremely tenacious and brought stronger mental erosion.

In short, it’s just one thing that goes up and down.

Once caught in a protracted battle, Lu Changan's "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword" further penetrated and affected Ye Fanchen's sea of ​​consciousness, thereby reducing his artistic conception of swordsmanship.

"Who is this Xiang Dalong? Not only is he a third-level top-grade puppet master, but he is also so difficult to deal with in terms of magical powers..."

Ye Fanchen realized that after missing the previous opportunity, it would be difficult to defeat Elder Xiang within a hundred breaths.

The current suppression cannot achieve victory.

He had a mission to return to the Central Territory, so he was not willing to activate the desperate double sword form in an assist.

The price is high for one thing.

Xiang Dalong is not simple, he hides his secrets, and there is no guarantee that he doesn’t have any means to get the bottom of the situation.

For a time, Ye Fanchen was unable to get off the tiger and was in a dilemma.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this battle is a draw. It is better to leave the fate of Tengling Mine to the duel below."

During the fierce fight, Lu Changan smiled brightly and suggested.

Hearing this, Ye Fanchen's expression froze and his face became slightly hot.

Elder Xiang's "reciprocity of courtesy" also gave him a step down.

…

In the Tengling Mine under the clouds, the situation of the duel between the two forces has been decided.

"Clan leader!"

Tie Danxin's death in battle brought a huge psychological blow to the monks from the Tie clan's split, and their morale dropped significantly.

In the Ye family camp, the Tie clan accounts for one-third of the middle and lower-level monks.

Without a true elixir cultivator, Ye Fanchen was completely contained. The existing cultivators in the Ye family camp could not break through the third-level formation in the mine.

The monks in the Tengling Mine even launched a counterattack with the help of the large formation.

The third-level formation can not only defend, but with sufficient load, it can also activate a wide range of spell bans.

"The situation is over..."

Elder Ye straightened his clothes and looked tired, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

No big defeat though.

But for the Ye family camp, failing to capture the mine or causing huge damage would be a strategic failure.

The death of the Iron clan leader was very crucial.

This split Iron clan has lost its soul. In the future, the Ye family camp will compete for the interests of the Tengling Mine, and the righteousness is not enough.

Therefore, it was a very subtle step for Lu Changan to take the time to kill Tie Danxin just now.

"Prepare to retreat!"

Elder Ye made a prompt decision and issued the order.

The two real elixir cultivators and several fake elixir cultivators worked together to cover and retreat while fighting, allowing the cultivators to withdraw to the third-order spiritual ship and prop up the formation shield on the spiritual ship.

The morale of the cultivators in Tengling Mine increased greatly, and they cheered and cheered.

Master Xiuyu received a message from Lu Changan and stopped as soon as he was ready. He only left some wounded prisoners and did not really chase them out.

…

Between the clouds.

After a hundred breaths of fighting between Ye Fanchen and Lu Changan, the war has ceased.

The clothes of both parties were somewhat torn and looked bad.

Ye Fanchen remained silent, escorting the third-order spirit ship to guard against Yunxia Sect's counterattack.

The third-order spirit ship turned around and flew a few miles away.

Whizzing--

Within the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, a sound broke through the air, and two true elixir level escaping lights came towards the direction of the Tengling Mine to provide support.

Tengling Mine is on the edge of Yunxia Sect's power, so support is faster.

This was also the reason why the Ye family had to retreat.

Lu Changan glanced at him and saw that the two alchemy monks who were supporting him were in the early and middle stages of alchemy formation, and they were all old acquaintances.

The middle-aged woman in the middle stage of pill formation is Zhenren Yumei, who was once introduced to Lu Changan by the old sect master.

Another extraordinary and handsome young man, whose elixir power is pure and extremely concentrated, surpassing those of the same level, is none other than Hu Ang, who formed the Half-Step Golden elixir a few years ago.

The monks in the Ye family camp have all returned to the spirit ship and evacuated at full speed.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I accept the offer."

Lu Changan was unfazed and watched Ye Fanchen leave.

Ye Fanchen escaped into Jiugangtian and took a deep look at Lu Changan.

Ye Fanchen was quite surprised and a little surprised to meet a rival Danjiu Daxiu in the Central Abyss.

This kind of evenly matched duel at the same level is very rare for him.

"It's a pity that after this mission, I will devote all my efforts to planning Yuanying. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to fight with this person in the future."

Ye Fanchen showed a little regret and shook his head.

Lu Changan breathed a sigh of relief and flew towards the Tengling Mine.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Ye Fanchen still had the means to suppress the situation.

However, Lu Changan didn't want to fight Ye Fanchen, even if there was an absolute chance of winning.

In today's battle, he could kill all the enemy monks, except Ye Fanchen.

Once Ye Fanchen is killed or his foundation is severely damaged, he will be in trouble.

Tianjian Pavilion is the ruler of the Southern Territory and one of the three most powerful immortal cultivating forces in Dayuan.

The first cultivator of the Jiange is the Nascent Soul cultivator who looks down upon the great abyss!

Even if Lu Changan is promoted to the Nascent Soul stage in the future, he will still need to fear and respect bosses of this level.

…

"Elder Xiang is back!"

When the alchemy cultivators at Tengling Mine saw Lu Changan descending from the clouds, they looked in awe, smiled eagerly, and took the initiative to welcome him out.

Hu Ang and Xiuyu, as disciples of True Lord Yuanying, did not dare to neglect at all.

"Haha! Master Xiang's magic power is so powerful that he can turn the tide and make the monks of the Ye family look like a bereaved dog."

"Elder Xiang defeated the descendants of Jiange. With such a record, he can be called the best alchemy monk in Dayu Kingdom."

Hearing the attentive and flattering voices in his ears, Lu Changan entered the mine with all the stars in his arms.

"Xiang just barely managed to tie with the descendant of Jiange..."

Lu Changan smiled and did not explain too much.

After undergoing major repairs in the later stages of elixir formation, his strength already overwhelms ordinary true elixir monks, and his status is lofty.

And he is considered to be at the pinnacle of the pill formation level.

Return to Hidden Bamboo Pavilion.

Lu Changan met with Hu Ang and Yumei who were supporting him.

"Elder Xiang, in this battle we will kill one true elixir cultivator, two fake elixir cultivators, and a foundation-building cultivator..."

After Master Xiuyu sorted out the battlefield, he came over to report the situation, discuss with Lu Changan, distribute the spoils of war, and reward according to merit.

Only one true elixir cultivator died on the enemy side, so the trophies were not very attractive to Lu Changan's level.

He only took Tie Danxin's storage bag, and distributed the trophies of other fake Danzhen and Foundation-building monks to the monks in the mine.

In addition to the spoils of war, this battle will be rewarded based on merit. The sect will award a large number of battle merits, which will be beneficial to all cultivators.

As the top person in charge of the mine, Lu Changan's words and deeds determine the allocation of resources for the middle and lower-level monks, affecting the spiritual destiny of many people.

…

"Elder Xiang, our strength is now firmly superior to the intruders from the Ye family camp. If we pursue the victory, the enemy's strongholds and fortresses hundreds of miles away will not be able to take away some resources, so we can take the opportunity to plunder and loot them."

Hu Ang's eyes twinkled and he took the initiative to propose.

"That's right! Within our Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, can we come and leave whenever we want?"

"Even if we can't wipe out all the invaders, we can't let them escape too easily."

Hu Ang's proposal was approved by Master Xiuyu and Master Yumei.

"Ahem... To be honest, Xiang had just fought with Ye Fanchen and suffered a lot of energy loss. In fact, he suffered serious internal injuries."

Lu Changan coughed twice, his breath was weak, and he looked embarrassed.

"Since Elder Xiang is injured, this matter can only be dropped."

Hu Ang sighed softly, showing an expression of regret.

The other two female true elixir cultivators also gave up on this idea.

The Ye family's evacuation team was escorted by Ye Fanchen, who was a major cultivator of pill formation. Without Lu Changan's protection, they would not dare to pursue them.

The three people present were not surprised that Lu Changan suffered internal injuries.

"This boy is indeed injured! If he can easily defeat Ye Fanchen from Tianjian Pavilion, as a casual cultivator from a small place in the outside world, it would be too unbelievable."

Hu Ang thought to himself.

His body was fused with the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul of True Lord Yunlan, and the latter took the lead in rebuilding. Even if he reaches the late stage of pill formation, he can't say that he can definitely defeat Ye Fanchen.

He is currently in the early stage of pill formation. Although he has inherited the legacy of the True Lord and possesses all the secret methods of Yuanying Old Monster, he is definitely no match for Xiang Dalong.

After all, Xiang Dalong and Ye Fanchen are among the best in alchemy repair.

"If you tolerate this for a while longer, there will be no need to fear this person."

"At that time, we will have a showdown with Zi Yan, and with the help of the sect's foundation, we can return to the realm of Nascent Soul."

Juan had a clear plan for the road to reconstruction.

There is no showdown with Taoist companions now. On the one hand, we are not strong enough and we are worried about being strangled in the cradle by potential enemies.

On the other hand, since he was dormant at the mountain gate, it was easier for him to discover problems within the Yunxia Sect, including potential insiders and those with ulterior motives.

His forbearance and dormancy are secretly assisting Taoist companions.

…

Half a day later, at dawn.

The third-level spiritual ship of the Ye family monks flew out of the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence and has entered the periphery of the "Ye family", one of the four major families in Daewoo.

At this time, the third-order spirit ship slowed down.

When the third-level spirit ship is flying at full speed, it is faster than ordinary pill-forming monks, but the consumption and load are quite large, so it cannot last for long.

In the previous tough battles, the third-order spiritual ships inevitably suffered some damage.

"Uncle Xiang, Fanchen still has a mission, so he won't go back to the Ye family. Fanchen deserves the remaining half of the reward, and I hope he can tell the clan leader!"

"Fang Chen has done his best, so there is no need to feel guilty. This mission involves the whereabouts of that devil, so be careful."

Elder Ye Xiang smiled gently, exchanged a few words, and watched Ye Fanchen leave.

Ye Fanchen escaped with a golden sword, left quietly, and soon entered Jiugang Heaven.

Fly thousands of miles.

Ye Fanchen was inexplicably uneasy, and the two ancient swords on his back trembled slightly.

The ancient sword channeled spirits and conveyed a hint of fear in its trembling sound.

"This is……"

Ye Fanchen's heart was awe-inspiring, and he followed the direction of the trembling ancient sword and looked back at the direction of the Ye family's third-order spiritual ship.

…

On the outskirts of the Ye family's influence, above the mountains.

The third-order spiritual ship shuttled between the clouds.

Suddenly, a cold, cold bird chirping resounded from the Jiugang Sky above the clouds.

"what sound!"

The hearts of Elder Ye, the strange-faced man, and several fake elixir masters in the third-level spiritual ship were palpitating.

The blood of the cultivators trembled, and the great terror originated from the depths of the soul. With the faint chirping of birds, it spread throughout the body and mind, as if a great disaster was coming.

Elder Ye was restless, scanning the top of the spirit ship with his consciousness, and his scalp was numb.

I saw a twisted five-color beam of light, exuding the aura of forbidden destruction, descending from the nine heavens, penetrating through the layers of clouds, and heading straight for the third-order spiritual ship.

At the end of the five-color beam of light, a vague outline of a five-color peacock is faintly visible, mysterious, ancient, luxurious and elegant...

"Five-color peacock?? Quick! Run quickly——"

Elder Ye felt as if he was suffocating, all his magic power exploded, and he barely let out a roar.

However, when his voice resounded, the five-color forbidden beam that destroyed all things had already hit its target.

boom! Click!

The thick material of the third-level spiritual ship and the powerful formation spiritual ship were all in vain and were easily destroyed by the five-color spiritual light.

The spiritual ship, which was dozens of feet long, instantly exploded with a large hole and almost torn apart. Fire raged and screams came one after another.

"ah!"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of monks were reduced to ashes under the five-colored flames of destruction, or left behind with charred and mutilated body parts.

Just the residual power of the explosion can instantly melt the unsuspecting fake Dan Zhenren.

Almost all of the remaining monks were injured and terrified.

There was a "bang" sound.

Elder Ye, whose clothes were charred, spit out a mouthful of blood and emerged from the broken cabin of the spirit ship.

"Five-color peacock! At least it is of Tianpin bloodline, a legendary species with the rare bloodline of the true spirit..."

The strange-faced man was relatively far away from the five-color aura and was only slightly injured. Looking at the outline of the five-color peacock higher above the clouds, he couldn't help but take a breath and feel terrified.

The five-color aura just now and the aura of spiritual pressure emitted were almost as strong as those of the human Nascent Soul Lord.

Fortunately, it is a single-target magical power, not a large-scale spell, otherwise the lethality would be even more terrifying.

"Escape separately!"

Elder Ye didn't even look back, not daring to look at the five-colored peacock above the clouds for a second time, and took a picture of a life-saving escape talisman that was accurate to the fourth level.

Swish swish...

Its body split into several purple phantoms, and moved to different directions ten miles away at a speed that exceeded the speed of Danjie Daxiu.

"This old man runs so fast!"

The strange-faced man quickly launched a third-order flying boat and flew towards the hinterland of the Ye family's power.

Although the Ye family has a True Lord Nascent Soul who goes to the royal family to negotiate, there is another True Lord sitting in the family territory.

Only the Nascent Soul cultivator can deal with this five-color peacock right now.

at this time.

A five-color feather blade flashed above the clouds, almost teleporting and slashing at one of Elder Ye's split purple phantoms.

"Senior Peacock——"

Elder Ye's body was covered with ice and ice, and he was extremely desperate. The speed of the five-color feather blade completely exceeded the limits of his reaction and dodge.

Peng! Click!

The defensive magic weapon and body protective shield that Elder Ye reluctantly activated were as brittle as paper. They broke and went out in an instant. They were swept by the five-color feather light and his body was cut into two parts from the head down.

"not good--"

The strange-faced man's flying boat had just started, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble.

He was about to sacrifice his life-saving protective puppet when his body stiffened suddenly and his eyes were wide and bulging.

laugh!

A smaller five-color feather blade passed over the back of the strange-faced man's head, killing him while leaving a relatively intact body.

"Senior Peacock, spare your life!"

The third-order spiritual ship collapsed and fell, and fire exploded and spread. The surviving monks either ran for their lives frantically, or knelt down to beg for mercy.

Whoops!

A cloud of five-color clouds surrounded the outline of a peacock with wings spread several feet, exuding a chaotic and ancient bloodline aura, accompanied by the shadow of death and murder, passing by from the low altitude of the scene.

No living creature dares to look directly at his majestic face.

Divine consciousness below the Nascent Soul level cannot detect the reality within the Five Colored Fengxia.

After a few breaths.

Another noble and cold bird chirping cut through the clouds.

The noble figure of the five-colored peacock disappeared into the Jiugang Sky above the clouds with an escape speed comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Lord.

The monks who survived the scene were shocked and left an unforgettable mark.

No one noticed that the Ye family elders and the strange-faced man were missing from the storage bag.

A few monks were amazed by the splendor and beauty of the five-color peacock.

Many years later, a surviving old man built the foundation and wrote a book "Peacock Strangeness" before his death, telling the poignant story of the love between humans and birds.