I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals Chapter 407

Chapter 407: Lucky hexagrams, rewards from the true king

On the majestic blood cloud, a blood-robed true king with triangular eyes appeared. His face was extremely ugly, with a huge mouth and basin, and hollow nostrils. He was surrounded by tens of thousands of blood bats.

“The Blood Bat King, one of the six kings of the Blood Spirit Sect.”

The monks of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance who were guarding the border were frightened as they recognized this prestigious Blood Lord.

 Lu Changan and the Blood Bat King once met each other.

 Back then, the Blood Bat King hunted down the Tianluo Ancestor who had moved his sect.

The ancestor of Tianluo was on the run, and he was about to kill "Zhenren Xiang" who was refining the blood beads. However, he was restrained by the fourth-level magic array, quasi-fourth-level puppets, puppet formations and other means.

Lu Changan took the opportunity to blackmail the spirit creature of the baby, but when the Blood Bat King came to kill them, the two parted ways.

 At that time, the Blood Bat King gave priority to hunting down the Tianluo Ancestor whose vitality was seriously injured to obtain Tianluo Sect's resources.

 The Blood Bat King also noticed "Zhenren Xiang" at that time.

“If I hadn't taken advantage of you and obtained Tianluo Sect's secret treasure in the early years, you wouldn't be worthy of carrying my shoes today.”

“The Nascent Soul Lord on Daqing's side is slightly inferior to Dayuan in strength.”

In the Demonic War, the Blood Bat King also targeted Wang Feng and Lihuo Palace.

  In fact, the two of them have no grudges.

 Fortunately, in the direction of the Seven-Nation Alliance, there is also the escape light of True Monarch Nascent Soul approaching.

Furthermore, the Blood Realm King has a special body and is difficult to kill. As long as it is not completely destroyed, the general injuries caused are of little practical significance.

Wang Feng's purple fire cloud was obviously suppressed by the power of blood, so he had to rely on the gourd magic weapon at his feet to erupt the fire magma.

Of course, in the realm of Daqing, the Blood Bat King is relatively strong in the early stage of Nascent Soul, has difficult blood path magical powers, and has strong self-protection ability.

“King Blood Bat, you are invading the borders of the Seven Nations Alliance, are you going to start another immortal war?”

 Fortunately, Lu Changan was cautious and checked afterwards, found the problem, and removed the tracking mark.

It turns out that Lihuo Palace picked up a leak and gave birth to the True Monarch Nascent Soul. The sect grew stronger and stronger, and the reason was later found out by the Blood Spirit Sect.

 The two Nascent Soul Lords faced each other at the border. They had a slight probing and collision, but did not fight.

 The Blood Bat King covers the demonic monks, stationed troops, and sealed off this border area.

Hush!

 The aura of a true demon king appeared in the distance. It was an androgynous hermaphrodite, with two heads, a male and a female, on its shoulders.

 Blood path skills are good at fighting a war of attrition, but they are not outstanding in attack.

However, the Blood Bat King is very insidious, leaving a trailing blood mark on the quasi-fourth-level puppet.

The Blood Bat King is longer than the White Bone Guild Master in the battle between the Seven True Lords, and the Overlord Martial Lord is half as powerful.

 The overlapping sounds of male and female produced by the two are extremely weird and make people hallucinate.

Lu Changan restrained his aura, wore a [Black Wind Cloak], and stayed away from the Nascent Soul Lord who was facing the front line.

 This is the magical power of Lihuo, and it has certain restraint on blood path techniques.

 The two true kings faced off, and the majestic blood cloud and the purple fire cloud intertwined and collided with each other.

The male head has a cold face and a murderous intent; the female head has a rosy face and is alluring.

Wang Feng is no match for the Blood Bat King. He relies on his own formation to defend and wait for the decision of the leader of the Seven Nations Alliance.

The Seven Nations Alliance is a strong backbone, and the demonic invasion is progressing very slowly. It is said that they are planning to seek help from the Nether Spring Sect, the leader of the six sects.

 In the current Daqing Eastern Region, the situation on the Seven Nations Alliance side is even more tense.

If Lu Changan wants to forcefully kill the Blood Bat King before assisting him, his trump card will be exposed, and the information will be known to True Lord Aoki in the future.

as expected.

From today's perspective, Lu Changan sees that the mighty Blood Bat King back then was just like that.

Phew!

There is a gourd magic weapon floating in the center of the fire cloud, and the man with a beautiful beard in purple and green robes on it is none other than Wang Zhenjun from the Lihuo Palace.

Although it's not a life-or-death feud, Lu Changan's feelings towards the Blood Bat King are naturally not good.

Lu Changan was a little regretful. Wang Feng was still a little weak. If he could fight with the Blood Bat King and both sides would lose, he would take the opportunity to attack and have a chance to kill the Demon Lord.

 “The Yin-Yang Old Demon from the Fantasy Palace!”

The Blood Bat King's triangular eyes flashed with a cold light like a poisonous snake, and he said in a contemptuous tone.

Seeing the androgynous Nascent Soul Lord, Wang Feng's expression changed, and he was even more fearful than the Blood Bat King.

The Blood Bat King worked hard to hunt down Tianluo Ancestor and paid a high price, but was picked up by the Danjie monk. Naturally, he was a little resentful and held a grudge.

“Before the borders of the Seven Nations Alliance are blocked by demons, return to the Wealth Alliance as soon as possible.”

The demon Yuanying near the border of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance has more than just the Blood Bat King. This time at least several true kings have been dispatched.

 “Young boy, your general is defeated!”

A purple fire cloud spread over the clouds on the side of the Seven-Nation Alliance, and a clear and upright voice came.

 On the other side of the Guardian League, things are a bit more stable.

The Seven Kingdoms have a vast territory, and even the areas leading to the Guardian Alliance have very long borders. It is impossible for the Blood Spirit Gate and the Phantom Palace to completely block them.

When Lu Changan was crossing the border, he only needed to avoid confronting the Demonic Nascent Soul and avoid detection restricted by some induction arrays.

As for the patrolling demonic monks, there are no restrictions on the truly strong and master scouts.

 A few days later.

Lu Changan successfully passed through the border front of the Seven Nations Alliance and flew hundreds of thousands of miles into a desolate land with poor spiritual energy and even no spiritual energy.

 The barren areas between the land boundaries are vast and boundless, unsuitable for practice, unable to breed a civilization of cultivating immortals, and there are some dangerous and dangerous places left over from ancient times.

 In times of peace, there are very few monks here, and at most there are scattered mortal realms.

However, during the Demonic War, there were more refugees in this desolate land, or monks who were trying to avoid being wanted by the cultivating forces.

 The price of staying here is that it is difficult to improve your cultivation. If there is no supply of spiritual stones and elixirs, your cultivation may even regress if you stay here for a long time.

Those who are seeking refuge can act as bandit cultivators at any time and hide in dark corners.

Ordinary monks can't detect it, but they can't hide from Lu Changan's Nascent Soul senses.

 The level he belongs to can ignore the darkness, demons and monsters at the bottom.

As long as they are high-level monks, they can clear this desolate land, and bandit cultivators dare not provoke them.

   The real variables are in the border areas of the Seven Nations Alliance or the Wehrmacht Alliance.

 “You can go on your way normally!”

Lu Changan stepped into the Escape Light, removed the Baihuan Mask and the Black Wind Cloak, and restored the original identity of this homeland.

Lu Changan originally planned to activate the Nascent Soul to escape the light.

 On second thought, I have a long life, and the rest of my life is long, and there is no need to rush.

 In this desolate land, it is difficult to restore mana. Even if Nascent Soul Master is on the road, he has to rest in the middle and rely on spiritual stone elixirs.

What's more, if you use all your strength to activate the Nascent Soul Escape Light, the connection with True Lord Aoki will be clearer and stronger.

"The purpose of immortality is to be free and free. Now that you have reached the Nascent Soul stage, why bother yourself by rushing in and out?"

Lu Changan chuckled lightly and patted the spiritual pet bag on his waist.

Phew! Wow!

 A large dark green turtle, seven feet wide, caused surging and deep water ripples to fly through the clouds.

A man in white is lying on the back of a big turtle. On the table next to him is a dazzling array of spiritual tea, exotic fruits, and treasures from the mountains and seas.

 The turtle has a translucent water film all over its body to protect it from the scorching sun or wind and rain.

“I have raised you for so many years, so I should use it as a spiritual pet mount. Otherwise, I will be sorry for Ben Zhenjun's reputation as the turtle master back then.”

Lu Changan is comfortable physically and mentally and does not need to fly by himself.

This is just like Blue Star before time travel. After the novelty of buying a car has passed, it's still more fun to take other people's vehicles, especially when traveling long distances.

The same is true in the world of immortality. Flying and traveling is a physical job, and there is no aura of heaven and earth in the deserted land, so the flying escape technique consumes more.

The Xuanshui Turtle's escape speed is pretty good, comparable to that of the late stage of Danjie. Its turtle's back is spacious, and it can carry water escape, so it's very comfortable to ride.

 “His! Late third level spirit turtle!”

 “This is a big shot, riding a third-order turtle across the deserted land.”

The monks who were taking refuge in the corner, including the Tribulation cultivators, looked up at the movement above the clouds, and many of them took a breath of cold air.

The powerful force of the water spirit's escaping light made the monks on the road tremble with fear, and they dared not vent their anger for fear of disturbing the important people above the clouds.

Due to the high flying height, coupled with the black water turtle's huge body and the cover of the light-emitting water waves, most of the monks below did not see the owner on the turtle's back clearly, and did not dare to investigate rashly.

 Ten days later.

The Xuanshui Turtle carries Lu Changan and approaches the territory of the Wei Dao League.

 The nearest country that cultivates immortality is the Kingdom of Jing. After passing through the Kingdom of Jing, it is the homeland of the Kingdom of Liang.

Lu Changan rode a black water turtle all the way, enjoying both practice and enjoyment, and occasionally making predictions about the future.

Since returning to Daqing, the bad and good feedback has been normal, with basically no fluctuations.

 There are no Nascent Soul monks in Daqing Realm after all, and there are very few threats to Lu Changan.

As long as he doesn't take the risk of death and be ambushed by the leader of the mid-Nascent Soul team, his life will not be in danger.

 “If you win the lottery, you will meet an old friend on the road, which is a sign of good luck.”

About to reach the border of the Wei Dao Alliance, Lu Changan nodded and smiled after divining.

 Happy luck hexagrams may be related to encounters with old friends.

If you hide your identity and rush on your way in other ways, you may not be able to get this hexagram.

Lu Changan has expectations and will not change his itinerary plan.

 Half a day later.

 Lu Changan entered the border of Weidao League and Jing Kingdom.

 The patrol teams found along the way were all wearing the costumes of the Valley of the Beast King.

 Lu Changan can avoid it in advance.

However, there are many hawks, falcons, birds and other spiritual birds in the sky, as well as animals and insects on the ground, which cannot be completely eliminated.

 The borders of the Jing Kingdom are all controlled by the forces in the Beast King Valley. Lu Changan has long known this from intelligence.

But the principle is the same. The border is vast and manpower and material resources are limited. Beast King Valley cannot completely blockade it.

What's more, to the north of Jing Kingdom is the Black Mist Mountains, which can be detoured to a certain extent.

“There are still a thousand miles to go before we enter the Kingdom of Jing and the territory of the Wei Dao League.”

 Lu Changan cheered up and strengthened his senses.

At this time, a larger number of Beast King Valley monks appeared a hundred miles ahead, with the aura of more than one Dan-forming monk.

Lu Changan knew that he could not avoid it, and the light-escape aura of the Black Water Turtle had long been included in the monitoring of Beast King Valley Spirit Birds and Beasts.

Due to the high cultivation level of Xuan Shui Turtle, which is comparable to the late stage of pill formation, the beast master behind it did not dare to take action.

Lu Changan's spiritual consciousness swept over and found that the team of monks from the Beast King Valley were surrounding a third-level medium-sized chamber of commerce flying boat.

The formation restrictions on the flying boat were breached, and screams and begging for mercy were heard one after another from the monks of the Chamber of Commerce in the boat.

A third-order black eagle spirit bird, with wings spread seven or eight feet, blew up a black wind and enveloped the third-order flying boat, making it impossible to escape.

“Blessings to the fairies! Please be open-minded. The Feiyan Chamber of Commerce has been filial piety in the past few years, and Huang Zhenren from Guigu..."

The True Alchemy Monk sitting in the Merchant Guild Feizhou is an old man in sixty-year-old clothes wearing simple clothes. The black shield magic weapon surrounding him has dim light and a few cracks.

 At the Beast King Valley, there are two other True Alchemy monks, one male and one female.

 The man is handsome in appearance, dressed in brocade robes, and has a slightly feminine temperament. He is in the early stage of pill formation.

 He led two fake elixir masters, ten foundation-building monks, and combined with the third-level black eagle to defeat the Chamber of Commerce flying boat.

Another Jurchen, about twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old, wearing a gold walking stick and gorgeous silver white clothes, with long eyebrows, bright and smooth skin, and an elegant and noble temperament.

 This Jurchen, whose cultivation has reached the middle stage of elixir formation, is sitting in an ancient chariot and has not yet taken action. She is the Fairy Zhu whom the old man of the Chamber of Commerce begged for.

“The Wei Dao Alliance signed a trade agreement with the Beast King Valley back then. The immortal cultivation materials from your three countries can only be traded with the designated trade areas in the Beast King Valley.”

“The rest of the routes are smuggling and can be beheaded on the spot!”

Zhu Yuting's eyes were clear, her pretty face was frosty, and her voice revealed decisive murderous intent.

 “Bless the fairy, we are willing to offer all the goods...”

The old man in the 60s of the Chamber of Commerce screamed before he could finish his words, and the black eagle's sharp claws tore through the protective shield.

 His body fell together with the flying boat.

“Haha, wouldn't it be more convenient to kill you and let us dispose of the cargo on the flying boat as we please?”

The handsome man in brocade sneered, his thin lips slightly raised.

“It's also their bad luck. Now that the Seven Nations Alliance is about to start a war, we in the Beast King Valley need to cooperate with our colleagues from the Holy Sect to strengthen our alert.”

A team of monks from the Beast King Valley, controlling many spiritual birds and strange beasts, killed the remaining fake alchemy masters and several foundation-building monks.

 Locked by the third-order black eagle, these people are doomed to escape.

“Zhu Zhenren, the nearby vigilant beast masters have sent word that there are late third-level giant turtles and unknown high-level monks passing in our direction, intending to enter the territory of Jing Kingdom.”

 At this time, a fake Danzhen reported.

 “A late-stage third-order turtle?”

Zhu Yuting, who was sitting on the chariot, looked slightly changed and her expression became solemn.

If she had learned about the third-order giant turtle a hundred years ago, she would have immediately thought of a certain figure.

Having been a member of the Beast King Valley for so many years, practicing under the command of Elder Yuanying, I have experienced a lot.

I have only seen a few spirit turtles in the Beast King Valley camp.

After so many years, that person disappeared in the Eastern Region of Daqing. Zhu Yuting would not be so sensitive and contacted him immediately.

 “Zhu Zhenren, do you want to stop the intruder?”

The fake elixir master asked for instructions.

Zhu Yuting's thoughts were spinning. If she was just a late-stage Danjie warrior, she thought that with the means of protection given by Elder Yuanying, combined with the Danjie masters and spirit birds present, she could compete with him for a while.

 However, the third-level turtle still has an owner. Excluding those second-generation top immortals, it will not be worse than a spiritual pet.

"Xie Wuhen, keep your distance, negotiate with the visitor, and try to delay the arrival. I have already contacted True Lord Black Feather and will arrive soon."

Zhu Yuting quickly issued an order to put all the monks in the nearby Beast King Valley on alert.

 “Obey your orders without regret.”

 Xie Wuhen saluted respectfully and breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that "True Lord Black Feather" was about to arrive.

 This true king is famous for his speed in the Valley of the Beast King.

And Zhu Yuting was taken in as a concubine by True Monarch Black Feather due to her cultivation of alchemy and beautiful appearance.

 Xie Wuhen, from the Tianluo Sect's Xie clan, was a member of the Wei Dao League who had not moved away and had fled to the Beast King Valley early.

 Later, under the recommendation of Zhu Yuting, he became a peripheral member of Black Feather True Monarch's lineage.

 Hurrah!

 The huge water spirit aura of the late third-order turtle is already approaching fifty or sixty miles away.

 The monks in the surrounding Beast King Valley felt invisible depression and uneasiness.

The team of monks and many spiritual pets who were chasing the remaining merchant guild stopped in unison and looked up at the dark green turtle on the clouds that was pulling the water waves away from the light.

Without real orders, they would have been defeated and fled long ago when faced with spirit turtles comparable to those in the late stage of pill formation.

"The Beast King Valley enforces the law here. If any monk passes by, please report his name."

 Xie Wuhen stepped on the flying magic weapon, kept a distance, and looked at the owner on the big turtle.

That was a man in white robes, with a gentle face, plump and handsome, with a few strands of silver in his **** black hair.

At first glance, he looks young, about twenty years old. His eyes are deep and boundless, and he has a majestic and majestic demeanor that has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

 “It seems to be a black water turtle?”

“The appearance is slightly different, and the aura is not right either. It surpasses the earthly bloodline.”

 The monks in the nearby Beast King Valley were facing a formidable enemy, and there were many animal trainers among them, who were attracted by the big turtle.

 “Xuan Shui Turtle! It's actually him—”

Zhu Yuting, who was sitting on the chariot at the rear, had her pupils constricted, her heart pounded, and she couldn't help but feel frightened.

How could Zhu Yuting not panic?

Back then, she was bribed by the Beast King Valley and infiltrated into the Golden Cloud Valley as a guest elder. She provided inducement information to Lu Changan so that he could fall into the trap set by the peacock saint's grandfather, the "True Lord Wanhe".

 She exposed her identity for this.

But I didn't expect that Wanhe Zhenjun paid such a high price for the ambush, but only killed a puppet disguised as aurlike.

 “We are no match for the land and the tortoise.”

Zhu Yuting took a deep breath, gathered her magic power, and prepared to retreat quietly without attracting the other party's attention.

She knows the inside story. Wu Gui's true strength is well hidden, and she defeated the Peacock Saint back then.

Now there is a late third-order Xuan Shui Turtle, and its strength is even more terrifying.

“How dare you question Ben Zhenjun when you are only in the early stage of forming the pill?”

Lu Changan was sitting on the big turtle, with a calm face. Looking at the cautious young man in brocade clothes in the distance, he felt that this man looked familiar, a bit like Xia Wenyue's ruthless father "Xie Wuji".

 “True…True King?”

 Xie Wuhen was slightly startled when he heard this person calling himself.

He quickly realized that he couldn't tell the strength of the opponent's mana at all, it was like a bottomless black hole.

Such a strange phenomenon, combined with the third-level late stage black water turtle as a riding pet, the answer is self-evident.

 In an instant.

 Xie Wuhen's throat was dry, his mind went blank for a moment, and a chill spread all over his body from the soles of his feet, as if he had instantly fallen into a nine-layer ice prison.

 “You look a bit like someone who Ben Zhenjun once hated.”

 Lu Changan looked at this person and made some calculations.

 “What is your relationship with Xie Wuji?”

 “Junior…”

Xie Wuhen's handsome face was pale, with heavy cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, and he was hesitating.

 “Forget it, it's not important.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in white on the big turtle flicked his fingers.

 A piece of ever-changing green leaves, seemingly passing by slowly.

Xie Wuhen felt that he could resist and used his defensive magic weapon, but his consciousness suddenly flickered.

 Poof!

 Xie Wuhen's head had a smooth bloodstain from top to bottom, dividing it into two halves.

An unwilling scream could be heard faintly in the void, and Xie Wuhen's fallen body was already lifeless.

The scene of Xie Wuhen's instant death made the monks present in the Beast King Valley shudder.

 “Run!”

 “This person is the true king of the enemy!”

 After a brief silence, all the cultivators in Beast King Valley were frightened to death.

Zhu Yuting, who was evacuating quietly, was unexpectedly shocked.

 “What! That land turtle became the True Lord of Nascent Soul—”

Zhu Yuting's pretty face turned pale, her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't accept it subjectively.

However, Lu Changan killed Xie Wuhen in the early stage of pill formation with just a few clicks, just like killing ants.

 Even if you are in the late stage of elixir formation, you cannot do this lightly.

Zhu Yuting didn't care about that much, she took up the escape light with all her strength and escaped as fast as possible, throwing away all the other monks in the Beast King Valley.

 This woman has the highest level of cultivation and has obvious escaping light, so she was naturally noticed by Lu Changan.

“Haha! It turns out to be Fairy Zhu. Seeing an old friend from the past, why not stay and catch up with Lu?”

Lu Changan was sitting on the big turtle, chatting and laughing, gentle and elegant, without any murderous intention.

There was no need for him to pursue her personally. The black water turtle's rays of light could easily close the distance between her and the woman.

Chichi!

 A long, dark water light arrow, which was about a foot long, streaked through the afterimage in the void, automatically tracking, and piercing through the fleeing monks of the Beast King Valley.

The monks and spiritual pets of the Beast King Valley visible within the field of vision had blood holes bursting out of their chests, and they all fell to the ground dead.

 The three surviving monks from the Chamber of Commerce were not attacked and looked at this scene dumbfounded.

 “Xuanshui Turtle…Changqing Zhenren…”

One of the old foundation-builders looked at the white-clothed figure on the big turtle in Xuanshui and confirmed the identity of the other person from his long memory.

“It turned out to be him! A legendary figure in the Liang Kingdom's Sanxiu circles. He once hid in Jing Kingdom to form elixirs and left traces that can be verified.”

 The middle-aged fake Dan next to him suddenly realized.

The two of them couldn't believe it. Back then, Master Wugui and Master Changqing were famous for being greedy for life and running away.

 Coming back a hundred years later, he actually became the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, standing above all living beings in the world of immortality.

 “This is the power of a true king.”

The youngest foundation-building monk among the survivors, a young man in black murmured to himself.

 He looked at the man in white on the big turtle in Xuanshui, his eyes showing yearning and reverence.

 “Congratulations to Mr. Lu Zhen on your honorable return to his hometown.”

The young man in black had an idea, plucked up the courage, and bowed to the figure in white who was walking away from Xuan Shui Turtle.

 “Little brother Lu, if you can't do it, please don't offend...”

“How can we, who are just building foundations, call the True Lord at will?”

Old man Zhuji and middle-aged Fake Dan were startled and wanted to hold the young man in black down.

 The old monster Yuanying has an unstable temperament. He just killed the demon master who was in the early stage of pill formation just because of a disagreement.

The big turtle in Xuanshui in the distance rides the wind and waves without losing speed.

It seemed that he was far away and could not hear the voice of the young man in black.

 That Mr. Lu Zhen stood with his hands behind his back and did not look back.

 Suddenly, a hearty and cheerful laughter reached the ears of the three survivors:

“Haha! Lu returned to Daqing East Region, and you are the first one to congratulate Lu Zhenjun. Watch and reward!”

I saw Lu Zhenjun on the big turtle, and he waved his sleeves lightly.

Whoosh!

 A leather bag containing spiritual stones and a jade bottle of elixirs flew through the air and fell into the hands of a young man in black surnamed Lu.

 “Thank you, true king.”

The young man in black took the leather bag, excited and ecstatic, and immediately bowed to thank him.

 The old man Ji Zhu and the middle-aged Fake Pill beside him couldn't help but feel hot-eyed and regretful.

The true king's gift is a great opportunity for ordinary monks, and it may even become a life-saving golden talisman.

 “Congratulations to Mr. Lu Zhen…”

 The two of them knelt down and congratulated each other with great emotion, but there was no reward in return.

 (End of this chapter)

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