I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

"Oh? How much does Jing Zhenjun know about Senior Yan Donglai, such as his whereabouts?"

After experiencing life and death, Lu Changan asked directly without beating around the bush.

"Yan Donglai, as a legendary great cultivator, is on par with Huashen Tianjun and does not belong to our era. His existence can be traced back to at least 10,000 years ago. The understanding of him in later generations mainly comes from ancient books and the records of the ancestors of the sect."

Jing Wufeng spoke calmly and paused.

"Yan Donglai is the ancestor of the ancient practice of "Ancient Wood Evergreen Art" and may still be alive today. It is rumored that he was cursed by some kind of curse. His life span is long, but it is restricted. He sleeps in a certain place most of the time."

Hearing this, Lu Changan was secretly shocked.

Yan Donglai actually survived for so long, and survived to this day despite the curse.

"As for Yan Donglai's whereabouts, even the God-Transforming Heavenly Monarch may not know. After all, this person who survived this generation, the current great cultivator, the God-Transforming Heavenly Monarch, are all his descendants." Jing Wufeng's eyes flickered slightly, and some words were not said. In fact, Yan Donglai had a friendship with the founder of Tianyi Sect several generations ago. As a living fossil in the world of immortal cultivation, Yan Donglai had a wide network of contacts when he was alive, and he knew and had a good relationship with the founders of many top forces. Tianyi Sect is just one of them. But during the trial, you cannot directly or indirectly disclose information about your sect to outsiders, prompting others to associate it with Tianyi Sect. "By the way, the existence of a certain law may be related to Yan Donglai's news." Jing Wufeng thought of something and added: "Every thousand years or so, the practitioners of Changqing Gong in the world will disappear strangely, and some will evaporate out of thin air. And they are all practitioners of Changqing Gong in the Nascent Soul stage." What! Lu Changan's heart was shaken, and a chill ran straight from his spine to the top of his head. Once every thousand years or so, targeting the Changqing Gong practitioners at the Yuanying level, how come this is a bit like cutting leeks?

"The Yuanying-stage Changqing Gong practitioners who disappeared out of thin air are only a part. Moreover, the time span is large, and this information may not be accurate. Xiang Zhenjun does not need to be too afraid."

The law that Jing Wufeng mentioned comes from the records of a certain note in the sect, and most forces in the cultivation world are not aware of it.

Because there are very few Changqing Gong practitioners, scattered in Tianheng Continent and overseas, most cultivators will never meet them in their lifetime.

"How long has it been since the last disappearance?"

Lu Changan's heart tightened, grasping the key point.

"I don't know about this. Changqing Gong practitioners are rare, some people have hidden their identities, and the span is a thousand years, which is not something that ordinary forces can observe."

Jing Wufeng shook his head.

Just now, the secret in the sect's note was revealed because Lu Changan had experienced life and death with him, otherwise it would not be easily passed on.

After a while, Lu Changan fell into a brief contemplation, as if digesting the information about Yan Donglai.

Jing Wufeng thought to himself, if I can win the final trial in the future, it will not be difficult to let Yan Donglai, the old man, save face and protect you.

However, the competition among the nine disciples of Tianyi is too fierce, and they are all monsters.

It would be good if one or two can be eliminated in the first round.

Jing Wufeng has now passed the first round of trials, and he thinks that his chance of winning in the end will not exceed 30%.

…

The two of them left the Central Region Forbidden Land together with their own thoughts.

In order to prevent being ambushed by the Shadow Demon, the two have not separated in the Central Region Forbidden Land.

Lu Changan made another divination and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After leaving the Central Region Forbidden Land, the risk fluctuations and unknown variables in the hexagram were greatly reduced, and finally returned to normal.

"Xiang Zhenjun, Jing will contact you in a few years regarding the compensation materials and the repair of the formation."

"Okay, wait for good news."

Lu Changan knew that collecting space treasures and repairing the space formation of Tinghai Pavilion would not be done in just two or three years.

During this period, he will continue to practice magical skills in Yunxia Sect, strengthen his own strength, and prepare to return to Daqing.

After parting ways.

Lu Changan couldn't help but look back at the direction of the ancient battlefield. In addition to the seal of the Demon Abyss, what other factors are there in the Central Domain Forbidden Land that affect his divination?

When he left that area and became a bystander, the fourth-level divination skills were sensed, and he saw the powerful destiny individuals that seemed to be hidden in the mist of heaven.

...

A few days later.

In a dark cave in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

In the huge spider web, there was a one-armed white-haired young man wearing cloth clothes and carrying an ancient knife on his waist.

Nangong Xiu's eyes were calm, his breath was simple and restrained, and his body was wrapped in gray-white spider webs like a dumpling.

The wound of the arm that was broken soon had been bandaged, and the talisman that sealed the breath was attached, and more spider webs were wrapped.

"I heard that the spider silk of this monster can help isolate tracking induction, I hope it works..." Nangong Xiu's breathing and heartbeat almost stopped, and his body temperature gradually dropped.

After a moment, the sound of swords pierced through the dark clouds and came from dozens of miles away.

Here they come!

Nangong Xiu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he continued to restrain his breath, like a dead object entangled in a silk net.

"This little thief, his means of escaping and hiding are not bad."

A long-bearded man in a wide robe and large sleeves, with a smile on his face, walked leisurely, with his hands behind his back and his feet stepping into the void.

Every step he took, he crossed a hundred feet, which was the magical power of [Shrinking the Earth into an Inch].

Behind the long-bearded man, there were three ancient swords with sheaths, like a swordsman traveling in the mortal world.

In the dark cave, Nangong Xiu's face was pale, and he sensed the powerful consciousness of the great monk, which was overwhelming, like thousands of swords, penetrating every hole.

After the battle between Qizhenjun, Nangong recovered from his injuries and just returned to the civilized land of the Central Region, facing the encirclement and suppression by Tianjian Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, the Supreme Elder of Tianjian Pavilion, "Tianjian Lay Shi", approached the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Territory and prepared to kill him.

At the critical moment, Nangong Xiu exhausted his strength, cut off one of his arms, used the Heavenly Sword Escape Technique, and escaped to the forbidden area in the Central Territory.

Because the depth of the forbidden area has great resistance to spiritual consciousness and mana, which affects the tracking induction.

I thought I had escaped disaster, but I didn't expect that the Yuanying Great Monk was still tracking and locking its general range.

The Heavenly Sword layman who was searching suddenly frowned.

At some point, a yellow wind ghost mist arose around them, and several monsters that strayed into it instantly turned into blood.

"Who are you, Fellow Daoist Fu, looking for? If you can't find him, I, the two ghosts of Huang Quan, will look into the sky and listen to the earth to share your worries."

An overlapping sound of uncertain yin and yang seemed to come from the ghost realm.

In the ghostly mist of the yellow wind, a young man in yellow robes wearing a theatrical mask appeared. Under the half-cut mask, pink face and thin lips with heavy makeup were exposed. His skin was as white as arsenic, unlike a figure from the earthly world.

"Old Ghost of Huangquan, if you don't interfere, it won't be difficult for Fu to find that person."

The long-bearded man's long sleeves were flowing and his tone was calm. He was not surprised by the arrival of [Underworld Ghost Lord].

Although he looks young, Old Ghost Huangquan is the oldest among the three monks.

"Fellow Daoist Fu has thought too much. How can I have the leisure to interfere with your sword pavilion? The turmoil of demons this time is extraordinary. In addition, recently, warning signs have been sent from the sealing formation of the Demon Abyss. I think Fellow Daoist Fu is also preparing to come to investigate this matter."

The voice of the young man in yellow robe has two overlapping tones: that of a young boy and that of an old man.

"Well, Zhenjun Fuhai is out traveling. This matter can only be investigated by you and me."

Layman Tianjian nodded and smoothed his beard, his voice was clear and upright.

This time he came to the Central Territory, not specifically to deal with Demon Sword Nangong Xiu, but just to take action along the way.

While they were talking, the yellow wind and ghostly mist filled the sky and the earth, and also penetrated into the cold underground cave where Nangong Xiu was.

The Heavenly Sword Layman's sword consciousness did not find the target.

"Let's go. This time there is a warning sign from the Demon Abyss Formation. Maybe a powerful demon has escaped."

Ghost Lord Huangquan looked impatient and urged Master Tianjian to set off and go to the sealing formation together.

The two great monks flew to the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Realm, and their speed also slowed down a lot to avoid hitting the hidden space cracks.

…

"who!"

When bypassing a certain space crack, Huangquan Guijun sensed something and heard something through ghostly supernatural powers.

With his spiritual awareness of the sword, Layman Tianjian discovered an old man in sackcloth resting behind a stone dozens of feet away.

The two great monks were surprised that this person was actually sensed at such a close distance.

"As expected of a great ghost monk, his perception is so keen. The old man has no ill intentions. He just came back from exploring the sealing formation. He took a rest on the way and happened to meet two fellow Taoists."

The old man in linen had an unattractive appearance, rough clothes, and a rude temperament. At first glance, he looked like a servant.

"Your Excellency, which heavenly king is the incarnation of?"

Layman Tianjian and the old monster from Huangquan looked at each other with solemn expressions. In the spiritual senses, this old man in sackcloth has restrained magical power and looks like a rotten tree, so he can easily be ignored.

But the other party did not hide his cultivation level, and by induction, he was at the same level as them.

"Let the two fellow Taoists see that the old man is not the clone of Tianjun."

The old man in linen clothes said with a pleasant look.

The spirit transformation stage is also called the distraction stage. In this state, one can master the art of incarnation without demanding spiritual requirements.

"This fellow Taoist looks familiar, what do you call him?"

The purple eyes in the Underworld Ghost King scene were looking at the old man in sackcloth in front of him.

"Haha, it's normal that you two don't know each other. Before the old man came to Dayuan, he had long heard of the reputation of the two great monks."

"Three hundred years ago, at an auction held by Yuanying monks in Zhongzhou, the old man had a chance encounter with fellow Taoist Huangquan. But fellow Taoist Huangquan didn't pay attention that day."

The old man in Mai made a haha ​​to hide his identity.

"I see."

Huangquan Guijun found a vague picture in the depths of his memory, and he had actually met him before.

Become a great monk of Nascent Soul and dominate the entire state. His fame can spread to all parts of Tianheng Continent and be known by top forces and intelligence organizations.

It is common for a big shot at this level to travel around the Tianheng Continent and make friends with powerful people from all over the world.

It is very rare for a great monk with an unknown name like the old man in sackcloth to be unknown to the world.

"This fellow Taoist has investigated the sealing formation, but what does he want to tell us?"

Master Tianjian's eyes were sharp and sharp, and he noticed something.

With this person's concealment and agitation skills, if he deliberately avoids it, the two sides may not meet each other.

"Although the flaws in the Demonic Abyss Seal have been basically repaired, two powerful monsters have escaped before. One of them is a shadow demon scout in the late fourth level. Now he is seriously injured and absconding. The dominant force in Yuanzhou had better pay attention to this beast and will It must be eradicated, otherwise the consequences will be endless.”

"Hundreds of years later, the Demon Peak Realm and the Tianheng Realm will be close to each other, and the cross-border passage connection will be more stable. The old man speculates that the Great Abyss will become a key area for the Demon Clan to attack."

The old man in sackcloth told him two important pieces of information and stood up to leave.

At the big rock, the figure of the old man in sackcloth blurred and disappeared from the field of vision.

"Shadow Demon Scout, Demon Peak Realm?"

The two great monks who dominated the Great Abyss looked at the jungle in the distance and couldn't help but frown in thought.

In ancient times, the Tianheng Realm and the Demon Peak Realm were both worlds at the same level.

The heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, rich in materials, and the upper limit of the realm that monks can reach is much higher than in today's era.

More importantly, the Tianheng Realm at that time had an ascension platform and a stable ascension channel to maintain communication with the ancient spiritual world.

Later, a shocking change occurred in the ancient spiritual world and evolved into the legendary Fallen Immortal World.

Since then, Tianheng Realm has lost contact with the upper realm, and has been invaded and plundered repeatedly, making it increasingly declining.

On the other hand, the Demon Peak Realm still maintains contact with the higher Demon Realm and has a stable ascension channel. It is still prosperous and powerful and actively invades some relatively weak cultivation interfaces.

Fortunately, the level of Tianheng Realm has dropped, and the rules of heaven and earth can only withstand cross-border invasions by powerful people at the level of gods. Coupled with the advantage of local combat, it will not be crushed by the Demon Peak Realm and captured easily.

"Hundreds of years from now, if Fu is not promoted to God Transformation, his lifespan will be over."

Master Tianjian's tone was flat, and he was not interested in things in the distant future. It was better to focus on the present and compete for the first-line promotion opportunities.

…

A few days later.

Wanfeng Sect, in an inn in a fairy city.

Jing Wufeng was meditating while adjusting his breath.

In front of the table not far away, there was an old man in linen clothes. He picked up the teapot on the table and took a few sips of it rudely.

"Uncle Duan."

Jing Wufeng opened his eyes, looked happy, and stood up to salute.

The old man in sackcloth praised: "You did well in the first round of trials."

"Uncle Duan is so impressed! Something unexpected happened in the demon-sealing mission, and Wu Feng is preparing to report to the mountain gate."

Jing Wufeng did not dare to neglect this old man who was plain in appearance and dressed as a servant.

The old man is responsible for checking the completion of his mission. Unless he encounters forces targeting Tianyimen, in most cases he will not take action, and he deserves to die.

The old man is nominally the master's servant, or his protector.

However, many years ago, the other party, like him, was also a genius in the world of immortality, and finally failed in the trial.

When nothing happens, these servants sleep and seal in the secret place of the mountain gate, reducing the passage of life span. When they need to do errands, they will go out and go out for fun.

Since they were not monks of the same era, monks of the same level today do not recognize them.

The old man asked: "When do you plan to return to the mountain gate?"

"The remaining time of the trial is relatively rich. Wu Feng plans to stay for a few more years, look for opportunities in the Great Abyss, and deal with some trivial matters."

Jing Wufeng said his plan.

"In addition, Wu Feng has one more request that requires approval from the Shanmen Library."

…

Half a month later.

Lu Changan successfully returned to Yunxia Sect.

After learning that the sect's great envoy had returned, Fairy Zixia, who was in retreat, left the retreat early.

Fairy Zixia wears a phoenix hairpin on her head, her eyebrows are trimmed and her waist is as plain as promised. She wears a lavender fairy skirt that stretches to the ground, and comes with auspicious clouds at her feet.

"Dalong, I finally waited until you returned safely. That day I learned that you had become famous in a battle in the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Territory. The whole sect celebrated with joy, but I was worried for a long time."

Entering the Yunlan Peak Cave Mansion, this Jurchen Lord was no longer as reserved and noble as usual, her starry eyes were full of longing, and she embraced Lu Changan's arms.

"Dalong, your hair..."

Jiang Ziyan's expression changed and she noticed that Lu Changan's black hair was dotted with gray.

His appearance has not changed, but he has a more profound and vicissitudes of temperament.

"It's okay, I just used the secret technique and lost some of my essence life."

Lu Changan comforted him for a moment, feeling that Fairy Zixia in his arms was as soft as boneless and as soft and fragrant as jade.

Underneath that noble and reserved demeanor, there is a fiery tenderness hidden.

The moon moves and the shadows of flowers appear like a dream on a spring night.

After three days of discussion with Fairy Zixia, Lu Changan gained some understanding of the situation surrounding Dayu Kingdom.

A year ago, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng became famous in a battle in the forbidden area of ​​​​the Central Territory, causing the seven true kings to return defeated.

The reputation of the "Two Dragons in the Central Region" shocked all forces in the Central Region.

Xiang Dalong's strength has also been evaluated to be completely comparable to the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and he has hidden mysterious methods that complement Jing Wufeng.

No one doubts that the Double Dragons of the Central Realm are the top combat power under the Nascent Soul Monk.

After becoming famous, people will be feared and feared, and it is inevitable to make enemies.

Mount Baqi, which is adjacent to Daewoo Kingdom, expressed strong condemnation and dissatisfaction and asked the Daewoo royal family to give an explanation.

Because "Wudu Mountain", one of the Baqi Mountains, lost a strong man in the Nascent Soul Stage, none other than Zhenjun Bawu.

The "Nandi Mountain" headed by Baqishan sent envoys to negotiate, claiming that Dayu tried to provoke a war and must bear the consequences.

…

Not long after Lu Changan returned to his clan, people from around Dayu Kingdom came to visit him one after another, or sent them letters of greeting.

This is unprecedented treatment.

When a certain Nascent Soul Lord is so powerful that he can threaten to kill his peers, fellow Taoists of the same generation will also make friends and build relationships with him.

The first Yuanying monk to visit was a representative of the royal family.

On this day, the sect’s main hall.

"Dalong, this is the elder of the royal family, the True Lord Red Sleeves."

Jiang Ziyan took the initiative to accompany her and introduced her with a smile.

The female cultivator in red dress beside him is about twenty-four or five years old. Her face is like a jade plate, she is pretty and dignified, and her appearance and temperament are only slightly inferior to Jiang Ziyan's.

When this woman came back, Lu Changan's spiritual consciousness detected her, and she seemed to have the nobility and arrogance of a superior person.

"The name of the two dragons in the Central Region, the red sleeves are like thunder piercing the ears, and I have been fascinated by it for a long time. When I saw it today, it was indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people. No wonder Zi Yan guarded her so tightly..."

During this meeting, the Red Sleeve True Monarch was gentle and beautiful, with sparkling eyes and no hesitation in complimenting her. He was like a lady who came to admire her.

Such a gesture makes it difficult for the man facing him to feel disgusted.

Jiang Ziyan smiled brightly and said with a chuckle: "Sister Hongxiu is in the Daewoo court. She has long sleeves and is good at dancing. Don't let Dalong fall under her ecstasy."

True Lord Hongxiu secretly spat, he wanted to meet Xiang Dalong alone to express the sincerity of the royal family, and True Lord Zixia insisted on accompanying him.

Lu Changan originally only wanted to deal with it with a few words, but he didn't expect that the royal family was really sincere this time.

The Red Sleeve Lord put away his charming smile and said seriously:

"Xiang Zhenjun, you killed Zhenjun Bawu from the enemy camp in the forbidden area of ​​the Central Territory. Emperor Yu and Clan Chief Yue have decided to reward you. You can choose a treasure from the royal treasury."

"Ahem! Lord Bawu was not killed by Xiang himself, but by the betrayal of Demon Sword Nangong Xiu. However, Xiang is willing to accept the royal family's commendation and kindness."

Lu Changan smiled, and the previously lukewarm conversation quickly became harmonious.

The royal treasury and the awards for True Lord Nascent Soul are all exquisite fourth-level items.

Lu Changan heard that there were materials related to fourth-level heavenly birds.

The reason why the royal family is so kind.

The first is to ease the previously stiff relationship with Lu Changan.

The second is to intensify the conflict between True Lord Evergreen and Baqishan, which can help the royal family deal with hostile camps in the future.

Lu Changan doesn't care, he will accept the benefits.

Before leaving, the Red Sleeve Lord ignored Jiang Ziyan's dissatisfaction, winked at Lu Changan with a charming eye, and said through a message:

"If Xiang Zhenjun is not interested in Fairy Lingxue's body, the royal family is willing to buy it at a high price."

Lu Changan's head flashed: The royal family is really well-informed, and there may be help from a fourth-level divination master.

True Lord Lingxue's body was actually favored by the royal family?

Lu Changan suspected that he had underestimated the value of an innate Tao body and Nascent Soul skin.

Returning to Yunlan Peak, Jiang Ziyan asked softly: "Dalong, what did the Red Sleeve True Monarch say to you just now?"

"A deal."

Lu Changan did not hide this matter.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ziyan was a little moved when she learned about it.

It is said that this kind of Jurchen Lord's legal body that preserves vitality may be of great use in the future if it remains in Yunxia Sect.

For example, if the physical body is destroyed in the future and the Nascent Soul returns from the body, there is also an excellent legal body backup.

Lu Changan glanced at the noble and elegant Fairy Zixia, and then thought of the beautiful and refined Fairy Lingxue, a thought flashed across his mind.

…

Then half a year.

While Lu Changan was practicing, he met several Nascent Soul Lords and received a lot of money as a meeting gift.

During this period, among the awards in the royal treasury, Lu Changan selected a [Wings of Peng Bird] and asked the senior monks of Yunxia Sect to bring it back and protect it secretly.

For this kind of thing, one would have to go there and choose in person, but Lu Changan didn't want to go to the imperial city.

Fortunately, the Nascent Soul forces in Dayu Kingdom know some of the treasures in the royal treasury.

Those [Wings of the Peng Bird] are the wings of a fourth-level heavenly bird. It is said to be a hybrid descendant of the True Spirit Tian Peng.

Together with the ice green phoenix feathers obtained from Lord Lingxue's space jade bracelet, the main material of the supernatural peacock puppet, significant progress has been made.

On this day, the secret room at Yunlan Peak.

Lu Changan put the sewn black cloak on Mr. Diyan.

"Shrink your body and contain your demonic aura."

Lu Changan ordered with expectation on his face.

This black cloak was transformed from a damaged black robe made of fifth-grade material.

According to the characteristics of the robe material, Lu Changan designed it as a cloak.

The original black robe was not a magic weapon, and since it was damaged, there were no restrictions on it.

Lu Changan didn't need to refine the weapon, he only needed to use the toughness and characteristics of the material.

Lu Chang'an activated his consciousness, but he couldn't detect the shrunken Diyan Lord in the black cloak.

"Not bad!"

Lu Changan was overjoyed and clapped his hands in praise.

If it is not seen with the naked eye, the black cloak in the spiritual scan will be ignored and regarded as a very ordinary item.

Lu Changan's Evergreen Kung Fu has a Qi-condensing ability that far exceeds that of Di Yanjun, so the effect will only be better.

He used fourth-level divination calculations to determine that the black cloak had an excellent concealing effect on people below the stage of divine transformation.

Unless the distance is close or you pay special attention, the Yuanying Great Monk can also hide it.

“Try defensive toughness.”

Lu Changan took out a sharp magic weapon blade and slashed it across the cloak, leaving almost no trace.

Although it is not a defensive magic weapon, the ordinary attacks of Yuanying monks can also be greatly weakened.

Zhizhi!

Mr. Diyan revealed his head from the black cloak, his eyes were bright and he looked quite fond of it.

"With such a rare item, even if it offends the great monk in the future, I will at least have one more way to save my life."

Lu Changan nodded, took back Diyanjun's cloak, and put it on himself. It fit him well.