I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals Chapter 395

Chapter 395 Fourth Level Divination

 President Baigu and his wife were recovering from their injuries in situ. Mrs. Yu's injuries were serious, and her body was almost cut off at the waist. Fortunately, it was not fatal to the Ghost Dao Yuanying.

 Old monster Jin Kun stood with his hands behind his hands and asked about the details of the battle just now.

To be precise, understand the fighting skills of the new threat "Evergreen True Lord".

Soon, the second middle-stage Nascent Soul arrived. Lord Mingshui lingered in the dark water. He had a beautiful and hazy figure, long black hair hanging down his waist, and a pair of bright eyes, like autumn water in a cold pond.

In less than half an hour, three other early Nascent Souls, Zhenjun Bawu, Zhenjun Lingxue, and Demon Sword Nangong Xiu arrived together.

Bawu Zhenjun has a majestic body, tough features, purple-black eyes, and his whole body is covered with thick and simple magic armor. He walks like a dragon and steps like a tiger, and has a domineering momentum, just like a demon king.

Lingxue Zhenjun is a beautiful fairy in white white clothes. Silk ribbons are dancing all over her body, snowflakes are flying, and she comes out of the dust in an elegant way. She was beautiful, but her eyes were as cold as a knife, which made people feel chilled.

The white-haired young man standing at the end is dressed in ordinary cloth and carries an ancient sword at his waist. He is of medium height and is the magic sword Nangong Xiu. This man's dark eyes were unruffled, his palm was always holding the handle of the knife, and his aura was simple and restrained.

 “Everyone is here.”

 Old Monster Jin Kun nodded slightly at Nangong Xiu, the "Successor of the Heavenly Sword".

Although Nangong Xiu is called the Demon Sword, his inheritance comes from the previous dominant force in the Southern Territory, which was later betrayed and overthrown by Tianjian Pavilion.

“Judging from the details of the fighting just now, True Lord Evergreen is consistent with the intelligence information, and his strength far exceeds that of ordinary Yuanying in the early stage. Its advantage lies in the strength of its numbers and positional warfare, which is enough to compete with the mid-stage Yuanying.”

“However, the disadvantage of this son is that the threat of attack is not as good as the mid-Yuan Ying stage.”

 Jin Kun Laoguai's comments and analysis have been basically recognized by everyone.

If True Lord Evergreen's offensive ability is comparable to that of the middle stage of his life, Mrs. Yu will not be seriously injured.

Lingxue Zhenjun frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Jing Wufeng's escaping skills are very powerful, and his attacks are weird and difficult to prevent. Now that there is an additional Xiang Dalong with strong defense, it is even more difficult to deal with him."

"Fairy Lingxue doesn't need to be as ambitious as others. We have an extra Daoist from Nangong this time. Last time we arrived late and didn't have time to take action."

The hoarse and magnetic voice of Lord Ming Shui came.

Nangong Xiu is in the opposite situation to Xiang Dalong. His lethality is completely comparable to that of the mid-stage Yuanying. He once had an undefeated record against the mid-stage Yuanying.

Decades ago, Nangong Xiu was entrusted by Dashan Mountain with a heavy reward to help True Lord Red Snake and Baota Sanren in the Ancient Youdian Palace, which led to the fall of True Lord Yunlan, and even the Nascent Soul was not spared from leaving the body.

True Monarch Ming Shui said again: "I originally planned to let fellow Taoist Nangong and Xiang Dalong exchange my son. Now that I think about it carefully, sending two powerful Nascent Soul early stage can contain Xiang Dalong. After all, this son is attacking The threat is not that strong.”

At the Yunxia Sect Nascent Soul Ceremony, Ming Shui Zhenjun tested Lu Changan's magic power, and the threat was far less serious than Jing Wufeng. It is nothing more than relying on the help of the fourth-level spiritual pets and puppets.

 Jing Wufeng is her first target.

It is better to concentrate the firepower and let Nangong Xiu, who is more aggressive, deal with Jing Tianjun together.

"The idea of ​​Fellow Taoist Mingshui is indeed correct. There is another plan. I can use my magical power to restrain True Lord Evergreen. If the time is right, you can join forces with me to quickly behead the 'True Lord Evergreen' and kill him. Spiritual pets and puppets are self-defeating."

 Old monster Jin Kun is experienced and added.

 The latter "decapitation" plan is more about timing.

The old monster Jin Kun must take action, plus the assistance of one of Ming Shui or Nangong, and someone else can restrain Jing Wufeng a little.

“Hahaha! If the regular plan requires fellow Yuanying Taoist to contain Xiang Dalong, then Ben Zhenjun is the one to do it!”

 Zhenjun Bawu laughed loudly and was somewhat interested in Zhenjun Changqing.

At the auction in Yuntian City that year, Xiang Dalong, who had not yet been promoted to Yuanying, competed with him for one of the main ingredients of the Infant Transformation Pill [Miluo Cao], which was considered a small holiday.

 Unexpectedly, a junior in the past who was able to form pills would now become a big figure in the world of immortal cultivation in the Central Region, attracting the attention of giants in the middle Yuanying stage.

“The Overlord of Martial Arts is also a physical practitioner, and he is brave in fighting skills. He is indeed the right candidate to involve Xiang Dalong.”

Seeing the True Lord Ba Wu moving to invite his tassel, Old Monster Jin Kun nodded and smiled lightly.

 Zhenjun Bawu's physical training has reached the fourth level. It was achieved through a large number of precious secret medicines after being promoted to Nascent Soul.

This person's magic weapon is of high quality, his fighting skills are fierce, and he is strong in self-protection. He can be regarded as a strong player with no shortcomings in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

“Fellow Taoists, Jing Wufeng not only possesses a valuable treasure, but also has a grudge against several of the people here. He has come to the forbidden areas of the Central Territory to explore many times. He refused to give up in the face of our encirclement and suppression, and even found strong reinforcements.”

“I am certain: Jing Wufeng must have a great opportunity in the ancient battlefield in the Central Territory, maybe even more than the Ancient Youdian Palace!”

Zhenjun Mingshui's hoarse voice conveyed encouragement as he expressed his speculation.

 The interests of Guyoudian alone, and the related grievances, are not strong. You also have to throw out a bigger bait pie to get everyone to work together.

 Jing Wufeng took risks and was reluctant to leave the forbidden areas in the Central Territory. Such behavior is inherently suspicious. Coupled with the fact that he has such a good opportunity, some Nascent Souls here are inevitably jealous and agree with this speculation.

one year later.

 The Seven True Lords launched an encirclement and suppression campaign against the target. There were occasional contacts and fights between the two sides, but no real fighting occurred.

 The seven true kings were divided into groups to track and outflank them. Except for the giants in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, others in the early Nascent Soul stage work in groups of two or three, never alone.

 The only two or three encounters were very brief.

 Before the seven true kings formed an encirclement, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng decisively evacuated the scene.

 Both sides have mutual concerns.

Lu Changan and his two men were worried about being surrounded by the Seven True Lords and falling into danger.

 The Seven True Lords do not want to be defeated one by one, and their numbers will be reduced again, so they will stick together tightly.

Unknowingly, both sides entered the ancient battlefield, deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

 At this time, the environment is harsh, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and it is full of negative turbidity such as evil spirit and evil spirit.

 High-level monks recover their mana slowly and have to rely on spiritual stones and elixirs.

In addition to powerful monsters, there are also some dangerous forbidden areas, and Nascent Soul Lord may perish if he breaks into them.

 Hence, the Nascent Soul monks from both sides acted more cautiously, and tried to restrain their aura as much as possible on weekdays.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, a hidden underground river, exudes filthy evil aura.

A man in white clothes was sitting by the river, ignoring the stench of decay. His appearance was gentle and handsome, but he looked gloomy.

There are ancient copper coins, lottery tickets, turtle slices, jade and other divination objects floating around it.

At some point, the man's white clothes turned yellow, and his thick black hair was mixed with some Chinese hair.

 Just from the back, it looks like he has aged twenty years.

 In the world of immortality, this situation may be the sequelae of losing too much life span in a short period of time.

 The strange thing is that the man's face has not aged, and his skin is still tender, which shows that the root has not been damaged.

“At the age of 399, I finally took this step!”

Lu Changan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and boundless, as if he was pregnant with the stars and changes in the sky.

Phew!

He stood up slowly, shaking off the dust and dirt on his body, and his long hair was dotted with a little gray.

The face of the young man no longer looks youthful, but has a mysterious and vicissitudes of life, and a majestic and majestic demeanor.

“Perhaps, this is the price of being a fourth-level divination master!”

Lu Changan had a complicated expression and sighed, looking at the few strands of gray that appeared for the first time in his thick black hair.

In the past year, he has been conducting intensive divination deductions and competing with the seven true kings to strive for the surest chance of victory.

The interference from the heavenly secrets of the Seven True Lords was so powerful that Lu Changan's longevity was consumed rapidly, and his divination skills were constantly honed, and finally the bottleneck was slowly broken.

 Eighteen years since he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, Lu Changan has lost a total of sixty or seventy years of life.

Krypton liver and krypton life.

 Finally, the art of divination was forced to break its limits and reach a new height.

“Xiang Zhenjun has been delaying for more than half a year. Is it the most mature time to take action?”

 The breeze blew across his face, and Jing Wufeng appeared beside Lu Changan, spreading his hands and his tone seemed helpless.

 Lu Changan once admitted that the plan was 70% certain.

  After all, it is not a complete annihilation of the Seven True Lords. It only needs to kill one or two in the early stage and seriously injure one in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

 In the past year, the two actually encountered a good time to take action.

At that time, Mrs. Yu of the White Bone Merchant Guild was still seriously injured and was not as recovered as she is now.

70% sure, Jing Wufeng felt that the chances of winning were already very high.

Lu Changan, as a divination master, kept delaying the decision, so Jing Wufeng could only endure it.

For example, during a certain operation, Lu Changan felt that there was a small possibility of seduction or ambush, so he canceled the plan directly.

 “The time has come!”

“Although it is difficult to plot against the seven true kings who are united, it is enough to eliminate fatal risks in the plan.”

Lu Changan smiled and started calculating with his fingers.

ˆMy mysterious and boundless eyes can see through the invisible web of the destiny of heaven and earth. Countless numerology webs connect different causes and effects. Among them are Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng, as well as the seven true kings who are entangled in cause and effect.

The mysterious long river in the underworld was seen by the waves of waves, predicting the trend of the river, and the differences in the future, and countless heavenly opportunities.

In the mysterious river, the fate and cause-and-effect lines of the seven true kings are also projected, with a chaotic interweaving of destiny that surpasses all creatures in the world.

Following Lu Changan's calculations, blurry scenes emerged at the end of the mysterious river, revealing many possibilities.

Lu Changan used master-level divination to kill the lines in the plan that might have fatal risks, and infinitely deflected the unfavorable destiny lines.

“Congratulations to Mr. Xiang Zhen! Fourth-level divination masters are extremely rare anywhere in Tianheng Continent, and their number is far lower than those of the same level of cultivating immortals.”

Jing Wufeng expressed his congratulations with a little joy and an indescribable taste.

It is much more difficult for him to become a fourth-level divination master than to become a fourth-level formation mage, and he is even more unpopular and rare in the world of immortality.

 However, this kind of thing is not enviable. Divination not only consumes talent, but also reduces longevity, and suffers the consequences of destiny.

“I dare to ask Xiang Zhenjun, how much chance of winning can our plan improve now?”

Jing Wufeng asked for advice in anticipation.

Lu Changan said thoughtfully: "The interference from the seven Nascent Soul Secrets is strong, especially the two giants in the mid-term. A certain company can only slightly increase its chances of winning and reduce risk variables."

 “That's not bad.”

Jing Wufeng thought to himself, at least the wait was not in vain.

Lu Changan said silently: Lu can only guarantee to eliminate his own fatal dangers.

As for Jing Wufeng, the heavenly secrets are obscure and chaotic, and there are faint secrets of higher levels of destiny. He does not dare to easily divine the existence beyond his cognition.

 Due to the loss of a lot of longevity, Lu Changan's mana was slightly lower than a year ago.

However, due to the bonus of the fourth-level divination, the chance of winning can be slightly increased.

 A few days later.

Lu Changan chose a time and left the hidden underground river with Jing Wufeng.

It's also a coincidence.

As soon as the two people left, two groups of men from the Seven Great True Lords passed by the area one after another.

First came the solo group of True Lord Jin Kun, followed by the three Nascent Souls Nangong Xiu, True Lord Bawu, and True Lord Lingxue.

Not long after the Nangong Xiu trio left, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng followed from the side.

After reaching the fourth level of divination skills, Lu Changan has greatly improved in induction tracking, almost to the point of metaphysics.

  In a year of tug-of-war, Lu Changan obtained too much media information, and the two sides were entangled in cause and effect.

“The two groups passed through the same area and then separated for a while.”

Lu Changan closed his eyes and did some calculations for a moment.

His plan is to avoid the old monster Jin Kun and choose one of the teams in the early stage of Nascent Soul to attack.

At present, it seems that the group of Nangong Xiu's three great Nascent Souls in the early stage is stronger.

“Old Monster Jin Kun went to a remote location to take care of President Bai Gu and his wife. True Monarch Ming Shui began to approach Nangong Xiu and his trio again.”

 Half a day later, Lu Changan opened his eyes, his palms suddenly clenched into fists, and he seized an opportunity.

 “Are you sure you want to do it today?”

“Although the timing is not perfect, the further we go, the more variables there are.”

 Lu Changan's tone was calm.

 At least, he was sure that this attack eliminated fatal risks and that even if it failed, he would be able to escape unscathed.

 “When to do it?”

“Wait a moment longer, if the mid-stage Nascent Soul cannot provide quick assistance, the three early-stage Nascent Souls who are tracking the patrol may adopt a conservative strategy and not get entangled with us. The follow-up will not be conducive to dealing with True Lord Mingshui.”

Lu Changan kept a distance from Jing Wufeng, quietly tracking and avoiding surrounding monsters and sensor-type restrictions.

 “It will intersect with the area where True Lord Mingshui is located later.”

Near a fragmented rift valley, Nangong Xiu and the others scanned around with their consciousnesses and used tracking secrets.

“Since Xiang Dalong came over, Jing Wufeng's style has changed drastically. In the past, he was unpredictable and attacked at random, which certainly put a lot of pressure on people. But now he acts so cautiously, and it is difficult to catch the tail.”

Lingxue Zhenjun's brows were slightly furrowed, and her heart was tormented and waiting. She always felt that the opportunity to avenge her husband was getting further and further away.

Hum!

At this moment, the Bagua disk floating on her palm buzzed and trembled, and the pointer inside it jumped repeatedly in the southeast direction.

  “Capture the space fluctuations, and the abnormal mana is approaching.”

The three Nascent Soul Sovereigns looked solemn and scanned with vigilance.

 In the hinterland of the ancient battlefield, the monks' spiritual consciousness was suppressed by the environment of heaven and earth.

 Two auras of Nascent Soul Lord approached.

“Fairy Lingxue, Xiang knows that you are eager for revenge. But please don't be impatient and eat your food slowly and stuttering.”

The man in white on one of the blue rays of light is the True Lord Evergreen, and he has an aura of vicissitudes of life.

On the other side, Jing Wufeng used the Space Escape Technique, and the figure in the green silk shirt came in vaguely and flickering like a wisp of breeze.

 The three true kings looked at each other with joy in their hearts.

“Fellow Taoist Mingshui will arrive soon. The three of us join forces and look after each other, so it won't be difficult to persevere.”

Zhenjun Bawu communicated through sound transmission, and laughed boldly.

Lingxue Zhenjun gritted his silver teeth and suggested: "Zhenjun Bawu, can you block Xiang Dalong first? Jing Wufeng's space secret technique is weird, and my mysterious ice technique can help fellow Taoist Nangong to entangle him first."

 “That's okay, I'll do my best.”

 Zhenjun Bawu saw that Zhenjun Lingxue was eager for revenge and reluctantly agreed.

His self-protection ability is strong, and the attack of True Lord Evergreen is weaker than that of the mid-Yuan Ying stage. However, there are many people and there is no problem in dealing with True Lord Mingshui.

 The three true kings completed their communication in an instant.

Nangong Xiu took the lead and slowly pulled out the ancient sword.

Suddenly, a shocking sword slash pierced through the clouds of demonic energy. The crimson-green sword rainbow was unparalleled in strength, just like a thunderbolt passing through, striking the shallow layer of the void where Jing Wufeng was.

 Puff, puff, boom!

That sword was like an extension of the long river of heaven and earth, its domineering power could shake the shallow layers of the void, forcing Jing Wufeng out, leaving him unable to hide. He could only push a silver-green umbrellshaped ripple with both hands, retreating while neutralizing the power of the heavenly sword.

However, once Nangong Xiu's Heavenly Sword gains the upper hand, it will flow like an endless river of heaven, and its momentum will continue to accumulate.

“As expected of the descendant of Heavenly Sword! The strongest defense is offense.”

Lu Changan saw Jing Wufeng, who had been passively defensive for a while, and couldn't help but admire Nangong Xiu's strength. No wonder he was able to transcend the ranks and fight against the giants in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

 “Jing Wufeng!”

Lingxue Zhenjun's eyes were cold, and his slender fingers were quickly making seals. Her white white clothes were fluttering, and the sky was spinning around her, brewing terrifying mana fluctuations.

The true light of the ice soul!

A pillar-shaped ice crystal cold light was like the Northern Lights passing by. The mountains and forests it passed were frozen, and everything was silent, blocking Jing Wufeng's retreat.

Jing Wufeng was in the void, and the black ice condensed, and his body was pierced and shattered inch by inch.

 “This **** is still haunted!”

Jing Wufeng cursed and appeared from a hundred feet away. Frost condensed on the corners of his green shirt, and strong cold air penetrated, causing his blood to stagnate and his body to freeze.

 Lu Changan saw that Jing Wufeng was a little stressed and prepared to deal with it.

“Eternal Lord Evergreen, I said goodbye to you at the auction, and I regret that I didn't have a 'discussion' with you.”

　　A voice as loud as a lion came from the front.

Zhenjun Bawu is wearing ancient black gold armor, his feet are in the void, and he is holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. It does not resemble the fighting method of an immortal cultivator, but like an ancient **** general, attacking at close range.

As he approached, the body of Lord Bawu expanded together with the thick magic armor, turning into a six-foot-tall demon general. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand stirred up three-color waves of flames, and his power was frightening.

 “Melee combat method?”

Without thinking, Lu Changan used the Wood Escape Technique, and a green light flashed and appeared in the weeds in the distance.

At the same time as they opened the distance, the puppet army formation was set up.

Lu Changan sacrificed the [Dragon Wooden Staff], which turned into a blood-colored dragon shadow hovering, a seventy-eight-foot-long wooden pillar that reached the sky, swept across and struck at Zhenjun Bawu.

 “Bah!”

With disdain in Zhenjun Bawu's eyes, he shook his arm covered with magic armor, and with his large magic-marked hand that was close to the fourth level of body refining, he violently swung the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand.

The relatively small Lord Ba Wu actually lifted the [Dragon Wood Staff] away with ease and blocked it.

The three-color wave flames on the blade were surging and domineering, eroding along the flying [Dragon Wood Staff], trying to bite back the master Lu Changan.

“It would be unreasonable for you, a mere person, to want to stop a certain family.”

Lu Changan opened his mouth and spit out a stream of evergreen true fire, which fell on the [Dragon Wooden Staff]. The green light on the staff swelled up, driving away the three-color waves of flames, and shot it back even more fiercely.

At the same time, the huge crystal force light beam produced by the combined attack of the puppet army flashed with electric arc and hit Zhenjun Bawu head-on.

 “Younger people, please don't be arrogant!”

Zhenjun Bawu shouted angrily, and a stream of black gold light erupted from the magic armor on his body. He wielded a three-pointed two-edged sword with both hands, and as if facing a powerful enemy, he withstood the double blows of the [Dragon Wood Staff] and the puppet array.

Peng!

The six-foot-long demon-armored body shook violently, grunted, and used the force to flip in the air and fly backwards for a hundred feet, barely blocking the attack.

 (End of this chapter)

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