I am evergreen in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 436: The King of Black Mist, Wildfire of the Lonely Soul

From the Seven Nations Alliance to the Black Mist Mountains near the Guardians Alliance.

A blood-burning blue light streaked into the Black Mist Mountains like a blood-flaming meteor. Its speed was so fast that it even exceeded the normal speed of a mid-stage Nascent Soul.

Half an hour later.

A man in a green robe with a full forehead and ordinary face fell into a valley deep in the Black Mist Mountains.

"What bad luck! The leader of the Demon Sect, one of the most powerful people in Daqing, is actually chasing after an early Nascent Soul."

The man in green robe sat cross-legged, his face slightly pale, practicing the "Eternal Green Skill" to restore his magic power.

He sealed his magic power and concealed his aura in the Seven Nations Alliance. He finally found a good opportunity and quietly went to the Defense Alliance.

No one knew where the mistake occurred, but the man in green robe was actually targeted by the second Yuanying of the leader of the Demon Sect, "Lord of the Styx".

The second Nascent Soul of the Mingquan Sect’s great elder has magical powers that are no less powerful than a Nascent Soul in the middle stage.

The man in green robe has the confidence to fight back, but once he fights with the "Second Yuanying", he will attract the help of other Yuanying from the six sects of the devil.

The worst outcome is that the Grand Elder of the Mingquan Sect himself comes to kill us, which would be dangerous.

The Lord of the Styx was good at tracking, and the man in green robe tried many ways but failed to get rid of him completely.

Every time you use the Blood God Escape, you will lose a lot of blood and vitality, and even shorten your lifespan. If you are not a practitioner of the Evergreen Art, you can't afford such a price.

"I hope that the strange black fog and the complex evil spirit of the Black Mist Mountain Range can hinder that person's tracking sense."

The man in green robe used the Changqing Gong's method of gathering energy, combined with the secret technique of camouflage, to blend in with the surrounding vegetation.

He knew some rumors about the Black Mist Mountains.

It is said that deep in this mountain range with many branches that runs across Daqing, there lives a "human-faced dragon" that is the descendant of a true spirit.

That descendant of the true spirit had a long lifespan, several times that of humans. He had reached an agreement with the previous leader of the Great Blue Demon and had not interfered with human civilization.

Whoosh!
Hundreds of miles away, a dark, deep yellow body of water with a diameter of dozens of feet was flowing across the sky, like a mysterious river of Hades that crossed the border.

Wow!
The dark water gathered and solidified in the void, with a dark spirit baby in the center. It was soon wrapped and covered by the dark water, outlining a yellow-robed True Lord with a strange face and a majestic aura.

The mysterious Lord transformed from the dark water pinched his fingers to sense, and his brows gradually frowned.

Finally, he took a deep look at the approximate direction where Qingmu Zhenjun was hiding.

"The Holy Sect has not yet completely dominated the Eastern Region, and the Ten Sects of the Xuan Sect have not stopped their calculations and small moves behind the scenes. It is not appropriate to create unnecessary trouble now..."

The yellow-robed True Lord transformed from the dark water had a blank expression on his face as he pondered secretly.

Whoosh! Whoosh!
His figure turned back into a piece of dark water, crossing the foggy sky and leaving the depths of the Black Fog Mountains.

……

call!
Qingmu Zhenjun, who was hiding in the deep valley, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The bet was right!"

"The second Yuanying of the Dark River Demon Lord does not want to fight with me in the depths of the Black Mist Mountains and attract the attention of the fourth-level demon king in the Black Mist Mountains. Especially the legendary 'King of Black Mist', even if the Grand Elder of the Dark Spring Sect can come in person, he will not get any good results."

After Qingmu Zhenjun went deep into the Black Mist Mountains, he found that the circulation of his magic power was a little obscure and the recovery of his magic power was significantly slower.

This is all affected and weakened by the strange black fog.

Deep in the mountains, when a Nascent Soul cultivator of the same level faces off against a fourth-level demon king, the latter will have a geographical advantage.

The reason why the Second Yuanying of the Lord of the Styx attacked him had already been revealed during the tracking negotiations.

It turned out that Mingquan Sect, as the top sect with the ancient heritage of Daqing, had relevant records of "Ancient Wood Evergreen Technique" in its sect classics and knew some secrets.

Ten thousand years ago, the legendary monk Yan Donglai arrived in Daqing.

At that time, the leaders of both the righteous and evil paths had the honor of meeting and talking with Yan Donglai, including the chief cultivator of the Mingquan Sect at that time.

When hunting Qingmu, the Second Yuanying expressed that he had no ill will towards him and hoped that Qingmu could join the Mingquan Sect and would be treated as a guest of honor.

How could Master Qingmu easily believe the promise of the Demon Sect?

Even if Mingquan Sect sincerely wants to recruit him, this is not a good choice. By then, there will definitely be many more restrictions, and there will not be the freedom we have now.

For example, if the Dark Spring Sect asked him to sacrifice his lifespan to save an important cultivator or to bring about the birth of a rare item, he would be reluctant to do so even if he was paid enough.

"Whether this trip of the Wei Dao League is successful or not, we will have to leave Qingzhou afterwards."

Qingmu Zhenjun made a secret decision.

For unknown reasons, after cultivating Changqing Gong to the Nascent Soul stage, it is extremely difficult to break through the realm.

Although in the Great Qingzhou Realm, due to the shackles of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth and luck, the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is basically the limit, and promotion is already very difficult.

It is normal that most Yuanying cannot advance to the middle stage in their lifetime.

Qingmu Zhenjun had a hunch that if he could devour the Changqing Dao Fruit of another "fellow junior fellow disciple", he would be able to successfully advance to the middle stage and from then on he would truly look down upon Daqing.

Although that "fellow junior brother" had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation and magic power were not as good as his, and his accumulated foundation was at least two hundred years less than his.

According to the existing information, Qingmu Zhenjun knew that Lu Changqing had a fourth-level demon king.

But decades ago, he secretly cultivated a fourth-level spirit beast in the Southern Territory, and he also had other hidden cards.

Therefore, Aoki Masamune was full of confidence.

He has the advantage of cultivation, and it is the last window for him to take action before Lu Changqing reaches the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.

Qingmu Zhenjun recovered his magic power, observed the surrounding environment, and planned the time and direction to leave the Black Mist Mountains.

He wanted to prevent the Lord of the Styx from lurking outside the Black Mist Mountains. To be on the safe side, he had to wait at least a few more years.

at this time.

Qingmu Zhenjun felt inexplicably uneasy, as if he was being scrutinized by an unknown entity.

He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, but due to the influence of the strange black fog, his range was limited and he found nothing in the nearby area.

……

at the same time.

On the top of the red and black mountain dozens of miles away, stood a mysterious, tall, green-faced man.

The green-faced man was obviously from an alien race, with horns on his head and long arms covered with dark green scales. His facial features and upper body were similar to those of a human, but his lower body was not legs, but a smooth dragon tail that floated three feet off the ground.

At this moment, the uncrowned king of the Black Mist Mountains, with an indifferent gaze, pierced through the thick black fog and looked down at the man in green robe in the distant valley.

"Master Qingmian, in recent years, human monks have frequently entered the Black Mist Mountains to hunt down high-level clansmen. This Nascent Soul monk actually dared to enter the heart of the Black Mist Mountains, violating the agreement made that year..."

In the black fog behind the man with a human face, a transformed demon king with silver moon skin, a wolf head and a human body appeared.

This transformed demon king is the Sky Moon Wolf with earth-grade bloodline.

In front of the green-faced dragon man, the Tianyue Wolf King showed an expression of awe and flattery, and an instinctive fear and submission surged from deep in his blood.

"This person is suspected to be a practitioner of Changqing Gong. It is possible that he may be a chess piece in Yan Donglai's plan. Such cause and effect should not be interfered. Moreover, this person is an enemy of the leader of the Demon Sect and did not hunt monsters in the Black Mist Mountains..."

The green-faced man remained calm and was not moved by the words of the Sky Moon Wolf King.

"Well, we need to be more cautious when it comes to the legendary monk Yan Donglai."

The Sky Moon Wolf King nodded in agreement, and a faint green light flashed in the depths of his silver eyes.

If Lu Changan and the former Zhao Siyao saw this Tianyue Wolf King, they would definitely feel a sense of familiarity.

"The more chaotic the human race's immortal cultivation forces are, the better."

The human-faced dragon withdrew its gaze from Qingmu Zhenjun, as if it had sensed the latter's intuitive perception.

As a descendant of the true spirit, it also has its own limitations and helplessness.

For so many years, he was trapped in the Black Mist Mountains and his cultivation could not improve any further.

The higher the bloodline talent, the higher the requirements for the growth environment, and the required resources are lost.

Shallow water cannot give birth to real dragons, but is more suitable for turtles to survive.

If it were in the ancient times, or in a higher realm, let alone reaching the late fourth stage, it would have at least been promoted to the fifth stage of godhood.

Qingzhou is located in the Tianheng Continent, a backward area with barren spiritual veins of heaven and earth. The middle stage of the Nascent Soul is basically the end of the world.

The destiny of heaven and earth belongs to the mainstream of humanity. It takes thousands of years of convergence for the miracle of a great Nascent Soul cultivator to be born.

Hundreds of years ago, after the miracle of the Ten Sects of Xuanmen was born, the other Yuanying Zhenjuns cut off their hopes of becoming great cultivators, let alone the demon race who were not the protagonists of destiny.

Fortunately, although the human race's immortal civilization is powerful, it is frequently plagued by internal conflicts, and the demon forces in the Black Mist Mountains have always existed in Daqing.

The human-faced dragon is not afraid of the top powerful Daqing cultivators, including the Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the base camp of the Black Mist Mountains, even if a great Nascent Soul cultivator came in person, it has the confidence to fight back and drive him away.

The only thing they are worried about is that the leaders of those immortal cultivation sects and the top powerhouses will join forces to encircle and suppress them.

Therefore, sometimes, the human-faced dragon will quietly enter the human world and provoke internal strife among them.

The immortal cultivation countries near the Black Mist Mountains, such as the former Jing State and Liang State, were not very strong. In addition to the constraints of the geographical environment, it was also partly due to this.

……

"What are you doing here today?"

The green-faced man's voice was hollow and hoarse, as if it came from his abdomen.

"Master Qingmian, my wife has been feeling a little unwell recently. It may be..."

The Sky Moon Wolf King bowed and reported.

"Could it be that Xuemei is about to give birth——"

For the first time, the human-faced dragon's expression and voice showed a hint of emotion.

Swish!
The vision of Tianyue Wolf King blurred and the figure of the green-faced man disappeared.

After a while.

In the core of the Black Mist Mountains, inside a spacious and luxurious mysterious cave.

"Husband, you are back."

A plump woman in a purple dress, holding back the pain, sweat oozing from her forehead, forced a smile. She placed her hands on her large pregnant belly, half lying on the bed, unable to get up.

The woman in the purple dress was about thirty years old, with a round, plump face, and one could vaguely see the beautiful appearance and temperament of her past.

"Xuemei, don't hurt the fetus."

The human-faced dragon came to the bedside, showing a rare tenderness, and helped the woman in purple skirt to steady herself.

For the descendants of the true spirit, it is extremely difficult to reproduce their bloodline.

The human-faced dragon had tried countless times before, trying with some female species with high bloodline levels, but the results were basically unsuccessful.

Or, the offspring born are deformed monsters, not the true descendants of the human-faced dragon.

Unexpectedly, this maid who had reached the Jindan stage and was brought back from the human world was lucky enough to become pregnant with his child.

This time the situation is unusual.

Fu Xuemei was pregnant for three years, a very long time.

The human-faced dragon gradually sensed that the new life in Fu Xuemei's belly gave it a sense of closeness that was connected to its own blood.

Suddenly, it developed a deeper bond with this black mist mountain range that had grown there for thousands of years.

Once, it had a thought that it might as well leave Daqing and go to other states or even overseas to look for a breakthrough opportunity.

But once it leaves, hundreds of millions of people in the Black Mist Mountains will suffer a tragic fate, and it won't be long before they become the back garden of the immortal sects.

Moreover, the precious lands in other major states all have owners.

Crossing many state borders, the whereabouts are exposed, and it is possible to be surrounded by many Yuanying great cultivators to obtain precious materials. In this Tianheng Continent, the mainstream immortal cultivation civilization is ultimately the human race.

Today, it not only has to protect its own people, but also has to create a favorable and good living environment for its future offspring.

"My dear, I feel like it's about to come out..."

Fu Xuemei stroked her pregnant belly, her expression hard to tell whether it was joy or bitterness. Her mood was complicated and mixed.

In the past, she was the last disciple of Master Huanglong and a favored daughter of heaven. She never thought that one day she would be pregnant with a foreign child.

However, this was an agreement made in the early years.

Back then, she was tricked by Master Huanglang into going to the Valley of the Beast King. It was Master Qingmian who saved her and promised to revive the Earth Dragon Beast.

She was willing to be a maid and serve her master, but she didn't expect to be so "lucky" to conceive the blood of a true spirit descendant.

From then on, her status as a mother rose rapidly because of her son, and she was cared for and valued by the human-faced dragon.

The human-faced dragon took out a fourth-level longevity treasure and gave it to her. He even used the spiritual objects of heaven and earth and the power of his true spirit bloodline to significantly improve the quality of her true elixir.

Enjoying such good fortune, the noble status of the woman of the King of Black Mist is a treatment far beyond the imagination of the human world.

But deep down in Fu Xuemei's heart, she did not feel truly happy.

The happiest time in her memory seemed to have been frozen in the days in Huanglong Immortal City before she formed the elixir.

From a certain point on, the trajectory of fate deviated, making it irreversible.

……

At the border of the Weidao League, Yuanliu Immortal City.

A glorious victory boosted the morale of the monks of the Weidao League.

In this battle, in addition to killing and defeating two demonic Nascent Souls, he also took advantage of the victory to kill a large number of demonic monks, and obtained countless spoils.

"Owner."

Lord Di Yan brought over the spoils of the two Nascent Soul True Lords, as well as the gains from hunting down the evil Jindan cultivators.

Lu Changan made a rough count.

The Dharma body of True Lord Black Feather was destroyed, and his Nascent Soul was captured alive, so the complete spoils of war were obtained, which were the most abundant.

Including a set of magic weapons such as the ancient longbow, fourth-level treasures, herbs, elixirs, etc.

Among them there was actually a pair of fourth-order wings, which were of good quality and had undergone some minor modifications. They seemed to be the embryonic material of a magic weapon and had not yet been refined.

"It turns out that True Lord Black Feather is planning to create a pair of flying wings as a lower-level replacement for the [Black Sky Wings], and he is spending a lot of money and energy on this."

Lu Changan was a little surprised by this.

This pair of fourth-order wings can be used to strengthen the alien peacock puppet.

Elder Wan He's Nascent Soul escaped, leaving behind only some spoils of war, including the magic weapon [Flying Feather Needle] and a torn black robe.

In addition, there are hundreds of spiritual cranes left over from the Ten Thousand Cranes Formation.

The high-quality materials from these spoils, plus the two Nascent Soul monsters killed during the trip to Fengyuan Kingdom and the two sects more than ten years ago, the puppet materials that Lu Changan has on hand are enough to build a quasi-fourth-level puppet.

In the past, a large amount of material reserves were consumed in completing the puppet army formation.

Of course, Lu Changan would not create a quasi-fourth-level puppet.

If we can gather three or more fourth-level puppets, we will be able to build a fourth-level puppet army in the future.

It is best if the puppets in the puppet army are of similar types and can be matched with each other.

However, the Alien Peacock Puppet and the Green Armor Puppet are too different to form a puppet formation.

If there is a chance to build a fourth-level puppet in the future, it would be best to use a true fourth-level Qingjia puppet as the core. In this way, Master Wei can help him share his spiritual consciousness and control the puppet formation.

"All these spiritual beasts' food and earth-related spiritual objects are granted to you."

Lu Changan waved his hand and divided some of the spoils among them among Di Yanjun.

In the previous battle, Di Yanjun was seriously injured and paid the greatest price. In order to capture Hei Yu Zhenjun, it used its body to resist the attack of Mo Dao Zhenjun's heavy magic weapon.

Fairy Xia was attacked by Elder Wanhe's flying feather needle and took risks, and was almost seriously injured.

On the contrary, it was the master Lu Changan who took action at the last critical moment and made the final decision, but his effort was mediocre.

"Thank you Master for the gift."

Di Yanjun smiled happily and accepted the spoils. He then took the healing elixir and used his demonic power to repair his injuries.

Among the fourth-level demon kings, Di Yanjun's qualifications were considered average. With sufficient resources, he had practiced for nearly ninety years, but he was still a long way from the peak of the early fourth level.

……

"Master Lu, Wen Yue, this time Yuanliu City won a great victory, which boosted the morale of the Weidao League and had a far-reaching impact on the Demonic War. The headquarters will surely have meritorious service and receive generous rewards."

True Lord Jin Yue no longer had his previous airs. He showed the smile of an elder and took the initiative to talk to Lu Changan and Xia Wenyue in an effort to repair the rift in their past relationship.

During the conversation, Jin Yue Zhen Jun tactfully expressed his desire to participate in the distribution of the spoils.

This woman arrived last and played a certain role in distracting others. Lu Changan was generous and gave her a top-grade magic weapon and dozens of spiritual cranes.

Those spiritual cranes have the spiritual control restrictions of Elder Wanhe. Although they cannot be used in battles on the battlefield, they can be taken back for breeding to cultivate a group of spiritual birds for the sect.

The spoils obtained by Fairy Xia were richer than those obtained by her master Jin Yue.

After killing Yuanying monsters many times, these trophies were not particularly attractive to Lu Changan.

What really matters to him is the Nascent Soul spirit body.

The Nascent Soul of True Lord Black Feather was captured and sealed alive, and Lu Changan could not devour it with the [Nine Seals Stele] in public.

[Nine Seal Monument] Every time a Nascent Soul is devoured, it can bring Lu Changan a vast amount of memory knowledge, which will become his own foundation.

Lu Changan asked Fairy Xia to accompany Master Jin Yue in Yuanliu City.

He did not stay in the city. He left Yuanliu Immortal City and quickly returned to the important frontline town he was guarding.

Lord Fang is leading the demonic army and is still attacking important towns on the front line.

Although the siege force has been greatly reduced without the fourth-level beast king, there are still variables if time goes on.

……

Fly hundreds of miles out of Yuanliu City.

Lu Changan lowered his flying altitude and paused briefly above a mass grave.

He seemed to be talking to himself:
"Why didn't you take action in the battle tonight? Otherwise, Elder Wanhe might have been able to withdraw smoothly."

In the silent cemetery, ghost lights were floating and a cold and chilly wind was blowing from time to time.

Suddenly, under an unknown tombstone, a strange and dark ghost figure twisted slightly. Its outline was human-shaped and it was wearing a cloak.

"I am the elder in charge of one side of the battlefield of Wuxian Sect, and I have the right to decide whether to take action. In this operation, I provided intelligence support, but did not promise to participate. Besides, it is just a ghost clone, and it cannot compete head-on with a Yuanying cultivator."

The cloaked shadow spoke in a low voice, with a detached tone, as if he was just a third-party observer.

Lu Changan thought to himself that the existence of Wuxianmen was pretty much what he expected.

Wuxianmen also has territory in the rear, and the number of permanent Nascent Soul cultivators scattered in each major battlefield is very limited, basically only one. Some unimportant battlefields may not have a Wuxianmen Nascent Soul in charge.

If they wanted to ask the assassins from Wuxian Sect to take action, the other major sects of the Demonic Path would have to pay a price in favor. For example, last time the Beast King Valley temporarily invited a deputy sect leader who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Every elder of the Wujian Sect who is stationed on the battlefield is similar to a local governor and has considerable autonomy.

Therefore, even if True Lord Jueying did not show up to help in the previous battle, Beast King Valley would be helpless.

The reasons may be that they did not want to reveal their tracks or that they were unable to arrive at the scene in time.

After all, Wuxianmen has no obligation to work for Beast King Valley.

"Master Jueying, don't forget that you owe me your life. When do you plan to fulfill your promise?"

Lu Changan put his hands behind his back and transmitted the message.

The distorted shadow of the ghostly clone under the tombstone froze slightly.

The spiritual consciousness between the True Lords is exchanged as fast as lightning and thousands of thoughts flow in an instant.

Above the mass grave.

Lu Changan only paused for a few breaths, and then quickly broke through the air and left. No one knew what he had communicated with the ghost fire.

(End of this chapter)