I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

Lord Aoki was shocked.

Why is it such a coincidence that the Taoist name used by this mysterious elder is the same as Lu Changan.

Does this statement mean that he has a relationship with Lu Changqing, or does he know that he was defeated in the battle with True Lord Changqing?

In an instant, Lord Aoki guessed the identity of the old man in ancient robes.

The legendary great monk, Yan Donglai.

According to the records of Tianheng Continent's "Yunei Qiren Series", he is the human monk with the longest lifespan in modern times.

Living to this age, he can be called an evergreen tree and a living fossil in the world of immortality.

Lord Aoki's heart was beating wildly, he took a deep breath, raised his hands respectfully and said:

"Senior Yan, please come in."

The elder in ancient robes kept his smile unchanged, did not deny the title, and entered the cave first.

Looking at Yan Donglai with his back turned to him, True Lord Aoki's thoughts were racing.

At this moment, he unleashed his secret technique, escaped regardless of the cost, and called other Nascent Soul monks in Lanhefang City.

He didn't do it after all.

Even if he is targeted by other Nascent Soul cultivators, with his current strength and supernatural powers, his chances of survival are slim.

…

In the cave, the two of them sat down.

Yan Donglai was like a teacher, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Just now in front of the cave, it was a good opportunity for Lord Aoki to give it a try.

After learning his identity, Lord Aoki did not panic, but remained calm. The polite reception was commendable.

"Courageous and good-willed."

"It's a pity that my little friend once possessed the Yimu Taoist body, but failed to break through the shackles and advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Otherwise, Yan may consider accepting you as his disciple."

There was regret in Yan Donglai's tone, and his expression seemed to be a true pity for his talent.

Lord Qingmu was secretly shocked. It was just the first time they met, and Yan Donglai knew about his past. His original body was Yimu Taoist body.

Yan Donglai's divination skills reached unimaginable heights, far surpassing those of the Celestial Master behind Lu Changan and the Master of the Seven Star Temple.

"I would like to ask Master Yan, I am not bad in qualifications and practice hard, but why is it difficult to advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul? Is there any defect in the "Ancient Wood Evergreen Technique" that I am practicing?"

Lord Aoki sat obediently, just like a disciple who obeyed the instructions and asked for advice humbly.

If he was promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, how could he lose miserably to Lu Changqing?

After cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage, he had a vague feeling that the technique was incomplete. It might be that Yan Donglai had tampered with it or had some reservations.

"The "Evergreen Gong" I practice may not be complete, let alone my little friend?"

Yan Donglai looked calm and said calmly.

"Then where does the "Eternal Green Technique" come from?" Lord Aoki asked subconsciously.

"I don't know at what age, a powerful person observed an ancient tree that opened the sky and created the "Ancient Wood Evergreen Technique". The ancient tree that opened the sky was conceived in chaos, went through endless years, grew infinitely, and was immortal forever. Long, even surpassing the legendary ancient immortal, also known as the 'Eternal Evergreen Wood'."

"Eternally green..."

Lord Aoki murmured in a low voice. Just by hearing about the legendary origin of Evergreen Gong, he had a vague understanding and noticed the deviation of past practice.

"According to research, the "Evergreen Kung Fu" spread from the Fallen Immortal Realm to the human world and came from the disintegrated "Evergreen Taoist Palace"."

"To practice this skill, it is advisable to be still and not move. Understand the four seasons of prosperity and decline, the cycle of birth and death, and achieve the eternal Taoist body."

"It is better to prolong life than to shorten it; it is better to maintain health and avoid fighting to the death; to form good relationships will lead to a good death; to sow good causes will lead to good results..."

"Don't seek victory, don't be obsessed with anything, keep your mind calm and do nothing, sit back and watch the ebb and flow of the world of immortality, and absorb endless insights from the years..."

Yan Donglai was meticulous, taught and taught like a strict teacher, and very patient.

Lord Aoki was constantly gaining insights, and there were tears in his eyes.

Yes, the way he practiced Evergreen Gong in the past was wrong and inconsistent with Gu Mu's true intentions.

He was too hasty after all.

Lose longevity, cultivate spiritual creatures, explore secret caves, and increase combat power crazily.

After failing to advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he sensed the threat from True Lord Evergreen and became greedy. He couldn't hold back and took the initiative to find the opponent for a decisive battle.

However, who can truly comply with Gu Mu's true intentions, not be in a hurry, and be able to endure loneliness?

The cultivation speed of this broken skill is slow, and the fighting method is not outstanding.

If Yimu Taoist's qualifications were to practice other wood-based techniques, he might be able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage earlier, and he has already been promoted to the middle stage.

Unfortunately, once you practice Evergreen Gong, there is no turning back.

If you want to change cultivation midway, then the life extension gained from the exercises will be returned to heaven and earth.

…

"Thank you Master Yan for your guidance. I am deeply grateful."

Lord Aoki bowed his head.

He added: "In the battle of Changqing, I am really unwilling to lose to Lu Changqing. That Lu Changqing is suspected to be the reincarnation of a great power, and his soul is far beyond the same level. At that time, I thought he was the reincarnation of Master Yan."

Lord Aoki knows that he may not be able to escape today.

The only chance of survival may be to gain Yan Donglai's appreciation and favor and become his disciple.

He was so unlucky that even bumping into Yan Donglai in Tianhe Prefecture would not make things easier for Lu Changqing.

Unexpectedly, when Yan Donglai heard the information that Lu Changqing was suspected of being a "mighty reincarnation", he didn't react at all.

Yan Dong came to know Qingmu's intentions, and any trace of appreciation he had for this man suddenly disappeared.

He silently speculated whether "Lu Changqing", another Changqing disciple, could bring surprises.

Yan Donglai's expression changed subtly, from a little stunned to dumbfounded laughter.

"The Nascent Soul Great Monk who does not belong to this era..."

Yan Donglai murmured, with deep eyes and a broad smile on his face.

Good boy!

How dare you pretend to be someone named Yan.

Even if he is the true successor of the Holy Land, he would not dare to pretend to be his name and cheat.

Yan Donglai's smile faded, his eyes were fixed on Zhenjun Qingmu's face again, and he calmly said:

"Little friend Qingmu, do you have any wishes or regrets? Yan will help you fulfill them."

Hearing this, Lord Aoki's face was shocked and his body froze.

His eyes couldn't stop crying, and his voice trembled slightly:

"I have only one wish, and that is -"

As Lord Aoki spoke, he secretly channeled his life's mana, activated the forbidden secret technique, and launched a self-destruction blow.

The self-destructing magic body was so close at hand that the great monk Yuanying was caught off guard and could not ignore it.

Only in this way can he create a glimmer of hope for his Nascent Soul to escape from the body.

However, at the moment when he was using his magic power.

I was in a trance.

Yan Donglai had already come to him, like a stern teacher, he put his palm on the Tianling Cap and patted it gently as a warning.

In an instant, the magic power in Zhenjun Qingmu's body lost control, the Evergreen Nascent Soul trembled instinctively, and his consciousness was imprisoned in the abyss of despair.

There is no resistance.

No matter when Lord Aoki resists, the outcome is already doomed in front of or inside the cave.

"Little friend Aoki, apart from the incompatibility of your cultivation methods, your luck and luck are far behind."

Yan Donglai spoke in a gentle tone and placed his palm on the top of True Lord Aoki's head.

Uh-huh!

The green Nascent Soul villain, shaped like a ginseng fruit, floated out from the Tianling Cover without struggling.

A strong aura of the cycle of time enveloped the two of them.

Lord Aoki's face, body, and even his Nascent Soul were withering and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a few breaths, Lord Aoki lost his vitality and transformed from a young man into an octogenarian, with a large number of black age spots appearing on the dry skin on his face.

The moment before death.

Qingmu Zhenjun suddenly understood why the "Eternal Green Technique" had no effect on such a large state boundary as Tianhe Prefecture.

"Bishan Sect...Junior Sister Tian..."

Before the soul died, Lord Aoki made his last voice.

"Thank you, little friend Aoki, for the gift."

Yan Donglai was full of complexion, and his appearance changed from that of an old man to ten years younger.

The skin is delicate and shiny, and it can be called a childlike appearance.

After sorting out the remains and belongings of True Lord Aoki, Yan Donglai did not take possession of them for himself.

Looking at the delicate and red palms, he felt no pleasure and sighed.

Only he could detect it, deep within his flesh, exuding a rotten and ominous aura.

There is no regret medicine in this world.

Ever since he swallowed the first Evergreen Dao Fruit and greatly increased his mana and longevity, he embarked on this path of no return.

…

Yan Donglai tidied his hair and robe, meticulously, leaving no wrinkles or dust.

Stepping on a cloud of blue clouds, flying out of the Blue River Immortal Square, Yan Donglai looked in a certain direction.

"The two potential seeds of Tianyi Jiu's disciples chose to fight in Tianhe State, where I live and sleep?"

Yan Donglai pondered whether this was a coincidence or whether that person had some intention.

In the Tianheng human world, no one knows "Tianyi Shenjun" better than him.

Fortunately, Yan Donglai is not a god-turned-celestial king, so there is no need to worry about that.

He had dealt with Tianyi Shenjun, who was a higher generation in history, and had a good relationship and a certain degree of friendship.

However, each generation of Tianyi Shenjun has different temperaments.

The current Tianyi Divine Lord, and even the next generation of Tianyi Divine Lord, may not accept the old score.

Yan Donglai calculated the time and found that the contemporary Tianyi Divine Lord had only a hundred or so years left before the end of his lifespan, and no more than two hundred years at most.

This means that the existing God-incarnated Heavenly Lord will face the terrifying darkest moment of the "Heavenly Tribulation".

Thinking of this, Yan Donglai was in a rare good mood and showed an expression of gloating.

…

Tianhe Prefecture, a branch of the Tongtian River, in a secret valley.

The silver clouds fell and turned into a mysterious man wearing a green silk shirt, ancient armor lining, and light blue eyes.

If Lu Changan were here, he would definitely be able to identify this person.

It was the other one of the two dragons in the Great Abyss, Jing Wufeng.

At this moment, Jing Wufeng was no longer as leisurely as before, and his expression looked solemn.

"At the end of the second round of trials, we can no longer avoid the battle."

"That woman is a powerful reincarnation and was born with the Baolian Taoist body. Not only is she fast in cultivation, her fighting skills are also extremely terrifying. If she is allowed to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage, there will be no fun in this Tianyi trial."

Jing Wufeng felt a headache and lamented his bad luck.

In the trial of Tianyi's nine disciples, every one of them is a monster, and fighting over levels is commonplace.

In the first round of trials, each disciple has a difficult task, no less than Dayuan's journey to seal the demon.

For such a difficult task, only one person was eliminated in the first round!

In the second round, the eight disciples will compete in pairs, and the winner will return to Tianyimen to enter the final test.

At the same time, there is also a rule. In the second round of duel, the first person to advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul can also win.

Jing Wufeng was unlucky. The opponent he encountered was one of the best potential seeds in this Tianyi trial.

That "True Lord Baolian" surpassed him in both magical cultivation and magical power.

This is because Jing Wufeng achieved a very high rating in the demon-sealing task in the first round of trials. During his return to the sect to practice, he received additional awards from his master, which significantly improved his cultivation strength.

That extra reward was due to the unexpected risks of the demon sealing mission and the variables from the Demon Peak Realm.

Even so, in this century-old duel, Jing Wufeng was completely at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, he learned how to be stubborn, either tolerating or running away, quietly stealing growth.

If the True Lord Baolian was devoted to cultivation in seclusion, Jing Wufeng would harass him; if the opponent attacked, he would fight and retreat, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

The rules of the trial required both parties to sense each other's approximate positions. The winner would be the one who made the opponent surrender, die, or lose the power to resist.

Jing Wufeng used the rules to the extreme, and the high mobility of the space magic power was maintained to this day, which made the female True Lord quite annoyed.

Now that the trial is approaching the end, Jing Wufeng has developed to the extreme.

He set up an ambush in this valley, ready to be tough, no longer avoid, and fight that woman to the death!

…

Daqing East Region.

Liang State, Jinyun Valley.

Lu Changan, who was in seclusion for cultivation, felt a little frightened.

"This feeling..."

Lu Changan opened his eyes, and the palpitation flashed away.

This was the first time he had this feeling since the battle of sealing the demons in Dayuan that year.

Taking out a few divination objects, Lu Changan divined good and bad luck.

As a result, everything was normal, and no clues were found.

The feeling just now seemed to be just an illusion.

However, Lu Changan had many years of experience in running away, and believed in his intuition as a fourth-level fortune teller.

"After practicing for a decade, my cultivation and magical powers have reached a higher level. Looking at the land of Daqing, who can pose a real threat to this True Lord?"

Lu Changan gave up fortune-telling and thought normally.

The first cultivators of the two paths of good and evil? The human-faced dragon in the Black Mist Mountains?

Lu Changan shook his head quickly.

If he went out alone, this kind of threat would indeed exist.

However, he stayed in Jinyun Valley, with the protection of the fourth-level formation, and another Yuanying strongman in the sect was in charge of the incomplete pseudo-spiritual treasure.

Even if the Yuanying great cultivator came in person, it would be difficult to attack head-on.

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After thinking about it, Lu Changan took out the frozen corpse of the True Lord Qingmu.

In the past sixty years of seclusion, he would use it as a medium to track and sense the location of the True Lord Qingmu in his spare time.

If Qingmu came back secretly, he would be able to find out immediately.

"This... Qingmu's fate disappeared!"

Lu Changan was shocked, and felt uneasy again.

In fact, the information related to Qingmu was covered by a secret.

However, Lu Changan got Qingmu's body, and the cause and effect relationship was too strong to be completely covered.

"If Qingmu Zhenjun died from other cultivators and unknown risks, it would be fine..."

Lu Changan had reason to suspect that Qingmu Zhenjun might have met a "fellow disciple".

Although Qingmu Zhenjun lost his magic weapon, his self-protection ability was still strong, and ordinary Yuanying middle stage cultivators could not do anything about it.

At least it had to be close to the magical power of Yuanying Great Cultivator to completely wipe him out, and even Yuanying Out of the Body could not escape.

Lu Changan's face changed from cloudy to bright. Although the palpitation no longer existed and he could not figure out the crisis, he had already made a decision in his heart.

...

Lu Changan stood up and stopped practicing.

His auricles suddenly expanded and beat frequently, greatly increasing his perception.

At this moment, the slightest movement in and around Jinyun Valley could not escape his [Hearing Sea God Ear].

"Qingmu Zhenjun is far away in Tianhezhou. Even if he is a God-transforming Heavenly Lord, he can't get to Daqing so quickly."

Lu Changan breathed a sigh of relief, and his ears quickly returned to normal size.

In the past sixty years, he strengthened his magical powers and spells and cultivated the [Hearing Sea God Ear] of the Tinghai Pavilion.

This magical power requires the parts of legendary beasts and sea monsters, combined with secret prescriptions, and can only be cultivated after a long time of refining.

Lu Changan fought in the two major realms and had a rich fortune. He also prepared for many years before he gathered the materials and secret medicines to cultivate this magical power to a small success.

If you want better training results and reach a higher level, it is best to be near the sea.

[Hearing Sea God Ear] can greatly enhance the sense of hearing, including the sense of smell for danger.

Coupled with the intuition of a fourth-level fortune teller, Lu Changan was able to detect the crisis from a distant land.

"Mr. Xuanshui, prepare to go out."

Lu Changan came to the secret underground palace under the Changqing Peak Dojo.

A dark green turtle of more than ten feet long rested beside the Xuantian gourd vine, breathing in and out the cold water spirit.

About thirty years ago, the Xuanshui turtle survived the transformation calamity and was promoted to the fourth-level demon king.

The Xuanshui turtle is good at defense, and imitated Lu Changan's tribulation in the past, accepting the baptism of heavenly thunder with its tortoise shell.

This turtle has a simple heart and does not have the complex desires of human cultivators, so the difficulty of the heart demon calamity is relatively low.

Coupled with the protection of [Piaomiao Lingxiang] and the early simulation of the secret method of the demon, the heart demon calamity was passed smoothly.

Lu Changan has another fourth-level spiritual pet, which alarmed the surrounding major forces.

The Weidao League and the Beast King Valley no longer doubt that Lu Changan has the secret of beast control, otherwise the success rate of the two spiritual pets being promoted to the fourth level is really scary.

Unfortunately, with Lu Changan's strength and status in the world of immortal cultivation, no one can covet his secret.

Although the black water turtle was promoted to the fourth level, it did not transform. It maintained the form of a big turtle, but its body was even bigger.

This situation is not an exception in the world of immortal cultivation.

Some special races, or rare birds and beasts with high bloodline talents, will not transform even if they are cultivated to the fourth or fifth level.

"Master, are you going on a long journey?"

A low and honest voice came from the giant spirit turtle.

"Yes! Let's go to Fengguo Aoyue Palace first and meet with Di Yanjun."

Lu Changan waved his hand and collected the Xuantian gourd vine that was connected to the earth.

Before leaving, he asked Xuanshuijun to activate the Xuanming water and repeatedly flush the area, leaving no traces or abnormal smells.

After doing all this, Lu Changan packed up in the cave, then rode on a huge black water turtle and rode away against the wind and waves.

"Master Changqing has come out of retreat!"

"A fourth-level spirit turtle mount, what a grand show!"

Many cultivators in and out of Jinyun Valley watched, showing admiration and yearning.

With such a big commotion and show, no one thought that this famous Master Changqing, who was famous in Daqing, would flee again.

Zhang Tianfeng was also startled, walked out of the cave, and looked at the handsome man in white on the fourth-level spirit turtle, and was also a little envious.

"Take care, fellow Daoist Zhang! I hope we can drink and chat happily when I return to Jinyun Valley one day."

Lu Changan left a message and rode on the turtle to ride away against the wind.

"Master Lu, what are you doing..."

Zhang Tianfeng felt it was too sudden, and wanted to ask the reason and discuss the aftermath, but Lu Changan was unwilling to say another word.

It seemed that saying two more words would bring unpredictable risks.

…

The fourth-level black turtle entered Fengguo and approached Aoyue Palace.

From a distance, Lu Changan sensed a violent fluctuation and rise of the power of the Earth Demon.

"Master, is Di Yanjun trying to reach the fourth-level middle stage?"

Xuanshuijun said in a muffled voice.

"Well, it failed again."

Lu Changan looked normal and came to the clouds above Aoyue Palace.

As expected, the violently rising Earth Demon power quickly lost its stamina and fell down after touching the boundary of the fourth-level middle stage.

In the past sixty years, this was the second time that Di Yanjun tried to reach the fourth-level middle stage and ended in failure.

"The mouse disappointed the master."

Aoyue Palace, the fourth-level spiritual vein dojo, Di Yanjun's face was pale and his expression was decadent.

It turned into a yellowish-brown escape light and flew to the clouds, not daring to look directly into Lu Changan's eyes.

"Don't force it! You have made your clan proud by becoming a fourth-level demon king."

Lu Changan smiled and waved, letting Di Yanjun sit on the turtle's back.

He used the Evergreen magic power and touched the hair on Di Yanjun's head to dissolve the internal injuries after the failure of the advancement.

While healing Di Yanjun.

Xia Wenyue, wearing a white dress in the Moon Palace, also flew above the clouds.

"So urgent? Why don't you go sit down?"

Xia Wenyue's picturesque eyebrows slightly frowned, and her cold tone seemed to be resentful.

"I won't do it this time! My husband has something urgent to do and needs to go on a long journey."

Lu Changan didn't say much.

On the way, he speculated about the sense of crisis that appeared out of thin air.

If the potential crisis is Yan Donglai, then everything is reasonable.

Thanks to Jing Wufeng's "Millennium Tribulation" revealed that year, he quickly made an association and didn't dare to hesitate for a moment.

"Husband..."

Xia Wenyue had a vague premonition and guessed that Lu Changan was going to run away again, and it was unknown how many years it would take to return.

Looking at Fairy Xia, who was a little entangled and wanted to speak but hesitated.

Lu Changan smiled and comforted: "Wenyue, Aoyue Palace cannot leave you, run the sect well."

Thinking back to the past, Xia Wenyue had just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, and she was grateful and said to him: "My husband, can you take me with you next time you run away?"

Things are different now.

Xia Wenyue is completely tied to Aoyue Palace, and they share weal and woe.

She joined Aoyue Palace very early, and the years she spent cultivating and growing here far exceeded the time she spent with Lu Changan.

"My husband, Wenyue will wait for you to come back in Aoyue Palace."

Xia Wenyue breathed a sigh of relief and promised solemnly.

"Okay."

Lu Changan waved his hand, without any nostalgia, and rode the fourth-level spirit turtle to break through the air and fly away.

In fact, he didn't really want to take Fairy Xia away.

After all, in the distant abyss, there is another Nascent Soul fairy who is peerless and has a close relationship.

...

A few days later.

Lu Changan arrived at the Seven Nations Alliance at the fastest speed.

Now, the Seven Nations Alliance is also in a period of truce and recuperation.

Qi State, deep in the forbidden land of Jueyuan.

Lu Changan came to the long-lost stalactite cave, where the teleportation array of Tinghai Pavilion was located.

He waved the array flag, and the water system array of Tinghai Pavilion that covered this place was sealed and opened.

Buzz!

A group of twisted deep blue water vortex lit up, and four concentrated deep water beads around it served as the array base, absorbing the water vapor and the turbid air of the underground dark river.

Lu Changan checked and confirmed that the teleportation array and the space channel were not damaged.

The Qingjia puppet where Wei Guishi was located took the lead and stepped into the deep blue water vortex, shuttled through the space channel, and arrived at another section of the abyss.

Then it was Di Yanjun who also stepped into the teleportation channel.

Lu Changan thought to himself that if Di Yanjun was promoted to the middle stage of the fourth level, the risk of shuttle space channel would inevitably increase.

After thinking about it again, Lu Changan gritted his teeth resolutely, took out a few fourth-level talismans, left a timed activation seal, and pasted it on the stone wall around the teleportation array.

Everything is ready.

Before leaving, Lu Changan looked back at Daqing.

The last time he returned to Daqing, he was 412 years old.

This time he was going to leave, he was 513 years old, and it had been a hundred years.

He had a hunch that this time he would be away for a longer time.

At least before he was promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, he had no sense of security facing Yan Donglai.

In fact, Lu Changan still had some aftermath in Daqing.

He originally planned to cultivate to the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, kill one or two Nascent Soul cultivators in the Beast King Valley, and make the future of the Weidao League more stable.

The great elder of the Beast King Valley, whose natal silkworm "resurrects from the cocoon" once a hundred years, is in a vacuum period.

At this stage, Lu Changan joined forces with Chu Tianfeng and Zhang Tianfeng, and there is hope that he will be completely killed.

However, the elder of the Beast King Valley did not go out for decades after the Demonic War and has been in a semi-sealed dormant state.

This old fox did not give Lu Changan any chance at all, and Lu Changan was helpless.

As for Master Wanhe, his life span has reached its limit, and Lu Changan does not need to take action.

In addition, there are more distant plans, such as the plot against the other half of Wujianmen, Wumian.

Unfortunately, plans cannot keep up with changes.

The death of Master Qingmu and the potential crisis of Yan Donglai made Lu Changan dare not stay in Daqing for a moment.

"Goodbye Daqing..."

Lu Changan made up his mind that he would not consider coming back until he became a Yuanying Great Monk.

He no longer hesitated and stepped into the Tinghai Pavilion teleportation array, and his figure was swallowed by the deep blue light.

After a while.

There was a loud "boom".

Several fourth-level talismans attached to the teleportation array were activated at a fixed time, and the terrifying fire and thunder turned the surrounding matter into charred powder. The four sea-suppressing beads that served as the formation's base exploded, triggering a massive tsunami and a distorted space ripple that wiped out the area where the teleportation formation was located.