I am evergreen in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 453: Jiazi Years, Legendary Overhaul

The Seven Nations Alliance, the Southern Demonic Battlefield.

"Master Qingmu! The lesson from that year is not enough. You dare to interfere in the Saint Sect War again and destroy my Illusion Demon Palace's Nascent Soul."

"When the leader of the Holy Sect arrives, today will be the day you fall!"

The eerie overlapping sounds of male and female, terrifying the soul, came from the Qingxuan Sword Formation.

The owner of the voice is a hermaphrodite with a male and female head on his shoulders.

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

The male and female heads each controlled a magic weapon and cast different spells. They were in the Qingxuan sword formation full of sword energy and were not at a disadvantage.

"Old Yin Yang Monster, although you are hermaphrodite and have two souls in one body, you can fight against the middle stage of Yuanying. But if the fight lasts for a long time, you will become the soul of the Qingxuan Sword Formation and die before the leader of the Demon Sect arrives."

The man in green robe had a graceful figure, and the twelve Qingxuan swords surrounding him exhaled dense and swarming dark green sword energy, which was continuous, endless, and increasingly intense.

ding ding ding...

The old Yin-Yang demon controlled several sword magic weapons, either blocking the changing and moving Qingxuan sword, or attacking the green-robed man in the center of the sword formation.

The female head occasionally emitted seductive sounds, interfering with Lu Changan's control of the Qingxuan Sword Formation, but to no avail.

"Brother, Master Qingmu's consciousness is powerful and his will is unwavering. The level of the Qingxuan Sword Formation is even higher than before."

The woman's mind was greatly exhausted, and the magic sound technique she cast seemed to have no effect.

Back then, the Yin-Yang Old Demon fought with Qingmu Zhenjun, but the winner was not determined for a short time.

At that time, the charming vocal range of the female head had a certain interference effect on Qingmu Zhenjun, thereby weakening the power of the sword formation.

"Something is wrong! Qingmu Zhenjun's power has not improved but declined, and the power of the sword formation has become even stronger."

The man frowned, unable to understand why.

In today's fight, although the two seemed to be quite strong, they were inexplicably restricted everywhere.

Qingmu Zhenjun's realm consciousness has reached a new level, and he has repeatedly made insights and predictions.

With lower mana consumption, he deftly resolved the fierce attacks of the "two" several times. The Qingxuan Sword Formation was laid out layer by layer, making the Yin-Yang Old Demon more passive.

"It seems that the twelve Qingxuan swords are not enough to suppress an opponent in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage."

The man in green robe was calm and composed, and waved his sleeves.

Four higher quality wooden swords transformed into blue and dark sword lights and merged into the sword formation.

In an instant, the Qingxuan sword formation shone brightly, its power surged, and the sharp and intertwined sword energy pierced straight into the bone marrow and soul.

"Not good! Qingmu Zhenjun is holding back."

The two heads of the Yin-Yang old demon revealed expressions of horror.

The twelve Qingxuan swords became sixteen, and although it seemed that there was only one third more, their power had undergone a qualitative change.

The four extra Qingxuan wooden swords reached the threshold of the fourth-grade upper grade.

Lu Changan was still at ease controlling the sixteen Qingxuan swords, and his powerful spiritual sense was brought into better use.

Puff!
In just a few breaths, the two magic weapons of the Yin-Yang Demon began to show cracks under the dense Qingxuan sword energy like autumn rain, and the magic weapons were already damaged.

"Quickly block it——"

The two heads of the Yin-Yang Old Demon were terrified, and they could only barely fight back. They were completely blocked by the Qingxuan Sword Formation and could not escape.

"Unfortunately, my cultivation is my weakness, and I cannot unleash the true power of the Sixteen Azure Profound Sword Formation."

Lu Changan controlled sixteen Qingxuan swords for the first time in actual combat.

The spiritual consciousness is almost at the late Nascent Soul stage, and the control is very good, which can greatly reduce the consumption of mana.

But magic power ultimately limits the power of the sword formation.

Only after reaching the middle stage of Nascent Soul can the true power of this sword formation be unleashed.

If he is at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, he can also quickly kill a Yin-Yang monster comparable to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

Even though the actual combat power of the Yin-Yang Old Demon was slightly weaker than that of a true middle-stage Nascent Soul, Lu Changan could win with the Qingxuan Sword Formation alone, but he could not kill him quickly.

If the nail-headed arrows, fourth-order puppets and other means are used, the identity of Changqing Zhenjun will be exposed.

……

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang, I am here to help you!"

A ray of blood-colored light flew in from the outskirts of the demonic battlefield.

The powerful blood-path Nascent Soul magic power, coming from far away, made Lu Changan feel familiar.

"It's him?"

On the rolling blood cloud, a true master in a blood robe appeared. He had an extremely ugly face, a huge mouth, and hollow nostrils. He was surrounded by tens of thousands of blood bats.

The visitor was none other than the Blood Bat King, one of the six palace kings of the Blood Spirit Sect, who was very famous in the Seven Nations Alliance's magic battlefield.

The Blood Bat King was originally abusing Master Wang of the Lihuo Sect, beating the latter so hard that he vomited blood.

Suddenly, he received an urgent message to assist the Yin-Yang Old Demon and intercept Qingmu Zhenjun who was crossing the battlefield of the demon path.

The Seven Nations Alliance Demonic War broke out, and the two True Lords restrained each other. Qingmu True Lord came from behind, which really gave the Blood Spirit Sect and the Phantom Demon Palace a headache.

That day, Lu Changan killed Zihuan Zhenjun of the Phantom Demon Palace, and the news was also known to the top leaders of the Seven Nations Alliance.

The leaders of the Seven Nations Alliance were overjoyed, and tried their best to contain the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators of the two major demon sects, hoping that Master Qingmu would kill or seriously injure a few more Nascent Soul cultivators.

Lu Changan then crossed the battlefield of the Seven Nations Alliance unhindered until he met the Yin-Yang old demon.

"The old Yin-Yang demon is said to be able to fight against a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if he is not a match for Master Qingmu, he is enough to contain him."

The Blood Bat King came to support, but he was actually not happy about it.

This time the war between demons has restarted, and he has prepared a killing move, confident that he can kill the Dharma body of Master Wang of the Lihuo Sect.

However, he dared not disobey the order of the Blood Spirit Sect's chief cultivator.

The Blood Bat King was shocked when his spiritual sense swept over the fighting Qingmu Zhenjun and Yin Yang Old Demon.

Under the stranglehold of the Qingxuan Sword Formation, the Yin-Yang Old Demon's robe was torn and covered with scars.

The female head looked pale and weak, listless.

"Blood Bat King, come and help!"

The two heads of the Yin-Yang old demon showed a look of joy and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Blood Bat King did not dare to charge directly into the Qingxuan Sword Formation, but went around behind the green-robed man and put pressure on him.

He used the "Blood Spirit Technique", blood clouds surged into the sky, and tens of thousands of blood spirit bats rushed over.

Puff puff!
The numerous blood spirit bats were chopped to pieces by the Qingxuan sword light before they could get close.

Shura Blood Pool!
The Blood Bat King had a solemn expression on his face. He spread out his palms and spat out a dark red pool of blood, in which flowed blood as thick as magma.

call!
[Shura Blood Pool] turned into a blood river hundreds of feet long, gushing out with endless blood power, accompanied by numerous blood bats and blood demon tentacles, constantly washing away the Qingxuan Sword Formation.

Although he still couldn't break through the Qingxuan Sword Formation, it greatly relieved the pressure on the Yin-Yang Old Demon.

Lu Changan frowned slightly and smelled a hint of blood.

The Blood Path Yuanying is good at fighting a war of attrition, and the Blood Spirit Sect's founding technique, the "Blood Spirit Great Method", is pervasive and has a strong corrosive power.

After the Qingxuan Sword was strangled repeatedly, one or two of its blades were tainted with a faint smell of blood.

If the fight goes on for a long time, the quality and spirituality of the Qingxuan Wooden Sword will be polluted to a certain extent.

Of course, most of Lu Changan’s energy is used to deal with the more powerful Yin-Yang demon.

If it was a one-on-one fight, Lu Changan would be able to kill the Blood Bat King before the magic weapon was defiled.

"Clown! How dare you interfere with my fight?"

The green-robed man's eyes flashed with coldness and murderous intent.

With a flick of his fingers, two fourth-level spiritual wood talismans appeared on both sides of his body.

hum!
A verdant light shone as three identical men in green robes stood side by side, shifting positions with each other, making it difficult to tell which was real and which was fake.

Two of the men in green robes exuded wood-type magical power, maintaining the magic power of the Qingxuan Sword Formation.

Another man in green robes, dragging out several phantoms, broke away from the sword formation and killed the Blood Bat King who was attacking from behind.

"Fellow Daoist Bloodbat, be careful!"

The old Yin-Yang demon speculated that the man in green robe who rushed out was the real Qingmu Zhenjun.

Because the power of the Qingxuan Sword Formation surrounding the two of them suddenly dropped by several percent.

The male and female heads took the opportunity to cast spells and attack the two green-robed men in the center of the sword formation.

Unexpectedly, the two green-robed figures possessed 50% of Qingmu Zhenjun's magic power, even if it was only temporary.

The injured Yin-Yang old demon failed in one round of attack and was dissolved by the Qingxuan sword energy, so he was unable to quickly kill the two phantom wood clones.

Lu Changan's "Phantom Wood Clone" has been cultivated to an extremely high level. The phantom clone condensed with magic power can launch an attack with 30% of its own magic power.

If a fourth-order wood spirit talisman is used as a carrier, the magic power of the phantom wood clone will be stronger and can be maintained for a short period of time to serve as a restraint.

"Master Qingmu, don't be so arrogant! Without the Qingmu Sword Formation, I wouldn't necessarily be afraid of you!"

The Blood Bat King was quite angry when he was called "clown".

In the early stage of Nascent Soul, he was undoubtedly the strongest man, wreaking havoc on the Seven Nations Alliance's magic battlefield.

Back then, the Seven Nations Alliance, who were in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, attacked him, but only seriously injured him, but did not kill him.

Qingmu Zhenjun is also in the early Nascent Soul stage. Why do you humiliate him like this?

Boom!

The blood light around the Blood Bat King surged, activating the [Ashura Blood Pool] in front of him. The sticky blood burst into blood-colored flames, turning into an overwhelming sea of ​​blood, engulfing the "green robe man".

Swish!
With a flash of light and shadow, the senses were distorted, and the man in green robe appeared in front of the Blood Bat King.

"What a strange body movement."

The Blood Bat King sucked in a breath of cold air, and his angry attack missed, leaving him without any strength left, revealing a flaw.

Soul-splitting thorn!
Lu Changan took the opportunity to activate the secret soul technique. An invisible blue-gray spike, like a sinister white bone fang, fiercely pierced the Blood Bat King's soul.

The Blood Bat King was caught off guard, and the Nascent Soul in his body let out a scream, and was almost stabbed to death.

The consciousness was shaken violently, and the world was turned upside down.

The tearing pain from the soul brings temporary confusion and loss of control over the body.

Lu Changan raised his hand and took out a purple gourd magic weapon, pinched his fingers to activate it, and used wood to make fire.

Boom!

[Lihuo Gourd] expanded dozens of feet, like a furnace of heaven and earth, erupting surging purple Lihuo and forming a magnificent purple fire cloud.

The terrifying sea of ​​fire instantly engulfed and evaporated the out-of-control blood river around the Blood Bat King.

As soon as the Blood Bat King regained consciousness, he was entangled by the Fire of Li, and his blood power was completely suppressed.

"what--"

The Blood Bat King's body was instantly burned by the fire.

Whoosh!
A blood-red Yuanying shuttled through the fire clouds and sea of ​​fire, barely escaping from the fire area, screaming in pain.

At this moment, a beam of gorgeous northern light accurately predicted and shot down the blood-colored Yuanying.

A figure in a green robe flashed over, wrapped in a large ghost spider web. He took out the jade box with skillful movements and sealed the Blood Bat King's Nascent Soul.

Such a shocking change made the old Yin-Yang demon on the other side change color and feel horrified.

Lu Changan had just used the secret art of the soul, causing the Qingxuan sword formation to briefly stagnate, revealing a flaw.

The Yin-Yang old demon took the opportunity to destroy the two phantom wood clones.

In just such a short period of time, Lu Changan killed the Blood Bat King, and even his Nascent Soul didn't escape.

Previously in the Bishan Sect, Lu Changan was somewhat reserved towards the True Lord Bishui, and was not so polite towards the Demonic Yuanying.

The flame of Lihuo can just restrain the power of blood, and the effect is extremely good.

"This boy actually held back. The fluctuation of his spiritual consciousness just now was comparable to that of the Great Elder..."

"We have tried our best and have no regrets!"

The male and female heads of the Yin-Yang demon made the decision to evacuate in unison.

……

“You run pretty fast!”

Lu Chang'an looked at the old Yin-Yang demon who was escaping in a flash, recalled the sixteen Qingxuan swords, and collected the spoils.

The same method used to deal with the Blood Bat King would be difficult to succeed against the Yin-Yang Demon in the Phantom Demon Palace.

The Magic Palace excels in illusions and soul-searching techniques, and has stronger resistance.

What's more, the Yin-Yang Old Demon has two souls in one body, which can share the responsibility, greatly reducing the effect of [Soul-Splitting Thorn].

"Lihuo Gourd! How could the treasure of my Lihuo Palace fall into the hands of Qingmu Zhenjun..."

At this moment, Wang Zhenjun from Lihuo Palace caught up after recovering from his injuries.

Seeing the purple fire cloud bursting out of the Lihuo Gourd from afar, the aura of the same origin made Wang Feng's heart surge and his eyes burn.

If he had this treasure, he would not have been suppressed by the Blood Bat King for so many years.

Wang Feng lost in background and magic weapon, and was not as good as the veteran Nascent Soul.

"Master Wang! I will repay the favor to Brother Nie..."

The man in green robe rode on a beam of light and flew past Wang Feng, transmitting the message.

"Senior Brother Nie?"

Wang Feng couldn't help but think of the senior brother "Nie Yuan" who had borrowed a passage from the Seven Nations Alliance before and promised to help him once.

"Daoist Qingmu, this Lihuo Gourd..."

Looking at the back of the man in green robe walking away, Wang Feng couldn't help but send a voice message. The man in green robe turned around and gave him a cold look.

Wang Feng shuddered when he thought of the scene where the Blood Bat King was beaten to death by him.

He couldn't help but think deeply. He didn't know what the other party's intention was in using the Lihuo Gourd and letting him see it.

If possible, no matter how great the price, Wang Feng would like to trade back the Lihuo Palace's treasure.

……

He crossed the demon battlefield and killed two demon Yuanying in succession.

Lu Changan decided to quit while he was ahead and began to evacuate the territory of the Seven Nations Alliance.

After that, no Nascent Soul cultivators from the two demonic sects could stop him.

Because of his existence, the Phantom Demon Palace and the Blood Spirit Sect gave up the victory they had worked so hard to achieve, took the initiative to shrink their front lines, and directly ceased fighting.

Lu Changan injured the Yin-Yang old demon and killed two demon Nascent Souls, which had a profound impact on the demon war situation in the Seven Nations Alliance.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long."

The fourth generation Purple Fire Taoist integrated by Lu Changan, the light was dimmed by more than half.

At this moment, his spiritual power also fell to the level of the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

He predicted that if the Seven Nations Alliance continued to fight, it would attract the leader of the Wujian Sect, the second Yuanying of the Mingquan Sect, and other powerful demons to come and encircle and suppress them.

In order to prevent the two sealed Nascent Soul spirits from being tracked and causing trouble at night, Lu Changan directly used the [Nine Seal Monument] to devour them on the road.

The sixth generation frame seal of the [Nine Seals Monument] lit up with a tiny crystal white light and disappeared in a flash.

Lu Changan used his consciousness to explore and could hardly see any lit area.

The soul origin of the Nascent Soul stage did not even cause a ripple.

Obviously, it is not realistic to make up for quality by quantity and light up the sixth life.

"The fifth life corresponds to the Spiritualization Stage, so the sixth life should correspond to the Refining Void Venerable."

Lu Changan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Tianheng in the human world is just a legend about the Venerable Lianxu in ancient times. The natural environment of that era was ten times better than it is now.

On the contrary, in the Demon Peak Realm that has invaded the human world, it is said that there is the Venerable Lianxu.

Lu Changan estimated that in the sixth life he would have to devour the soul of a Venerable Lianxu Master, or ten Spirit Transformation Masters.

At this moment, although the reincarnation power of the sixth life frame seal is very small, the quality of its reincarnation power far exceeds that of the previous lives.

This power can be used to trace the cause and effect of reincarnation and guide the reincarnation of monks with better results.

"The power of reincarnation after the fifth life can be used to erase a previous life, re-experience it, and obtain a new reincarnation."

"If you start the fifth life of autonomous reincarnation, the extra reserves of the sixth life can be used to customize your birth, family background, race, bloodline, talent, luck, etc."

Lu Changan’s consciousness exited from the Nine Seals Monument.

In fact, having reached the current level, the goal of the third life has been achieved, and even slightly exceeded expectations.

The secret of the Nine Seals and its ability of reincarnation are gradually revealed.

"Continue to accumulate foundation for the next life and strive for the Divine Transformation level!"

"And the cultivation of the Xuantian Holy Object, can it rewrite the fate of this life and affect the fate of reincarnation in the future..."

Lu Changan is looking forward to seeing how far he will go in this life.

……

Two months later.

Lu Changan returned quietly to the Wei Dao League, Liang State and Jinyun Valley.

This long journey would only take two or three years, which was nothing compared to the Nascent Soul cultivators' seclusion of more than ten years or even dozens of years.

The monks of the Weidao League had no idea that True Lord Changqing had been away and established a great reputation in the name of someone else.

In the huge Jinyun Valley, only Zhang Tianfeng noticed Lu Changan's return.

"It's good to be back. I don't know how long I can stay this time."

Zhang Tianfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease.

He possesses an incomplete true spiritual treasure. If Jinyun Valley only has one Nascent Soul cultivator, they may not be able to live in peace.

With Lu Chang'an around, the bigwigs from both the righteous and evil worlds will not have any covetous intentions.

After all, it is not a complete spiritual treasure. The top sects in Daqing may have inherited pseudo spiritual treasures or incomplete spiritual treasures.

Lu Changan returned to the Changqing Peak Dojo and secluded himself for half a month.

He first took the fourth-level longevity pill he got at the Central Region Exchange Conference.

It extends life by several decades, and its effect is further reduced compared to the previous ones.

Afterwards, Lu Changan sorted out the memories of devouring the two demonic Nascent Souls from the Nine Seals Monument.

The memories of Blood Bat King and True Lord Purple Illusion contain the core inheritance and unique skills of the Blood Spirit Sect and the Illusion Demon Palace.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of sect's secret knowledge would set up restrictions to prevent forced soul searching.

Lu Changan directly obtained a large amount of memory knowledge through the Nine Seals Stele.

But it is impossible to simulate a reincarnation like Master Lihuo and directly inherit the memories and insights.

Although he has a long lifespan, he has to practice three fourth-level skills and body-refining techniques, so his energy is limited and he cannot be greedy for more.

In addition, the storage items of the two demon Yuanyings and their huge fortunes fell into Lu Changan's hands, further expanding the fourth-level material reserves.

If there is enough time to trade precious treasures, it will no longer be a distant luxury for Lu Changan to create a fourth-level puppet formation in the future.

……

Finished harvesting.

Lu Changan sent a sound transmission note, inviting Zhang Tianfeng to come to his house for a chat.

"Master Qingmu has reappeared. Not long ago, he started a massacre on the battlefield of the Seven Nations Alliance, turning the tide of the war."

"Beast King Valley, which was resting and recuperating, got some news and suddenly went on high alert..."

Zhang Tianfeng brought the latest intelligence and observed the changes in Lu Changan's expression.

"Master Qingmu has become even stronger, and he is definitely here to cause trouble for me, Lu."

Lu Changan thought deeply, showing a little worry.

He seemed to have made up his mind and said resolutely:
"In order to deal with the potential threat from Master Qingmu, I will be in seclusion for a long time until I reach the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage!"

Looking at Lu Changan's serious expression, Zhang Tianfeng almost believed this nonsense.

Lu Changan added: "During the period of retreat, I hope that Brother Zhang will take care of the sect affairs and the external situation."

"This is as it should be! Fellow Daoist Lu, please practice with peace of mind. Zhang will not allow other cultivators to disturb you."

After chatting for half a day, Zhang Tianfeng said goodbye and left.

……

Lu Changan did plan to go into seclusion for a long time.

Before going into seclusion, he gave the complete opportunity to impact the fourth level of transformation, including the Tribulation Umbrella, the Heavenly Evil Beast Soul Pill, the Misty Spirit Incense, the transformation spiritual objects, etc., to the Black Water Turtle.

"Thank you, Master."

The black water turtle took the initiative to transmit the message, kneeling on the ground to express its gratitude.

The sound is dull and childish.

"Big Turtle, I have also prepared a water-based spiritual item for you."

Di Yanjun smiled and handed a black water lotus to Xuanshuigui.

The black water turtle hesitated for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in its eyes.

It seemed that he had not expected that Di Yanjun, who had often beaten and bullied him in the past, would prepare a spiritual object for him.

"Thank you, Diyan-kun."

The black water turtle kowtowed and accepted the kindness.

Most of the dissatisfaction I had felt towards Di Yanjun in the past disappeared.

"Okay! You have a long life ahead of you. Take your time to prepare and wait for the best moment when blessing comes to your heart. Don't rush."

Lu Changan knew that the lifespan of a Heavenly Grade mutated Black Water Turtle was much longer than that of an ordinary Black Water Turtle, several times that of a cultivator of the same grade.

……

half a month later.

After finishing some trivial matters, Lu Changan began a long period of practice.

Although he was in seclusion, he actually had contact with the outside world.

Meet with Fairy Xia once a month to discuss and exchange ideas to ensure the efficiency of practicing Changqing Gong.

During this period, the countries of the Wei Dao Alliance were in a peaceful era, and all major forces were recuperating and quietly cultivating talents in their sects.

The sun and the moon are like shuttles.

A sixty year period passed in the blink of an eye.

In the vast world of immortal cultivation, sixty years is neither long nor short.

During this period, many rising stars emerged in the Weidao League, the Seven Nations League, and even the Demonic Path and the Xuanmen. Among them, there were many Jindan cultivators, and Yuanying Zhenjun appeared occasionally.

……

at the same time.

The distant Tianhe Province is a prosperous place for cultivating immortals that is several times more prosperous than Daqing.

Lanhe Xianfang is located in the central part of Tianhe Prefecture.

An ordinary man in a green robe with a full forehead, riding a third-level spiritual bird, returned to the Water Fairy House located at the branch of the huge river.

Just now.

An extremely powerful silver gust of wind, like a silver rainbow piercing the sun, left from the Lanhe Fairy Pavilion and pierced through the sky and clouds.

As a well-known neutral place in Tianhe Province, Lanhe Xianfang has a large fourth-level spiritual vein and provides fourth-level spiritual vein caves. It is not uncommon for Nascent Soul cultivators to come and go here.

However, the owner of the ray of light just now had a magical power fluctuation that seemed to have reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Qingmu Zhenjun caught a quick glimpse of a mysterious man in a green silk shirt in the wind and clouds. Wherever he passed, ripples appeared in space.

I have been in Tianhe Province for some time.

The immortal cultivation civilization in this state is at its peak, far surpassing that of the Daqing land, and the proportion of people in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul is also higher.

There is a great human Nascent Soul cultivator in the north and south of Tianhe Province.

It is said that there is an ancient river god in the Tianhe River in the center of the state, where the resources are more abundant.

The River God has immense magical powers, and it takes the two Nascent Soul cultivators from Tianhe State joining forces to contend with him.

When he first arrived in Tianhe Province, Qingmu Zhenjun was a little worried about whether there would be fellow disciples practicing the "Changqing Gong" here.

Fortunately, he has been practicing in Tianhe Province for many years, but the Changqing Dao Fruit has never produced any effect.

……

Master Qingmu returned to the fourth-level cave residence in Lanhe Xianfang.

The entire Xianfang provides seven fourth-level cave dwellings, but usually only half of them are occupied.

From the outside, the four-level caves are in the shape of pavilions on the water, but there is a different world inside.

When Qingmu Zhenjun arrived at his own cave, he found that the vacant cave next door was occupied by someone.

He took out the token and opened the cave pavilion.

At this time, a gentle voice like an elder came from the adjacent pavilion:

"What's your name, young friend? We live next to each other, so we are destined to be together."

Hearing the voice, Aoki Masamune felt very friendly and comfortable.

In front of the adjacent cave pavilion.

An elder in a simple long robe stood there, his gray hair tied up with a bamboo hairpin, looking simple and natural.

The elder's robe was of ancient style, exquisitely made, clean and tidy, without a wrinkle, giving a sense of the passage of time; just like his neatly trimmed beard, mottled with silver threads, adding a bit of decency and solemnity.

At this moment, the elderly neighbor, with a gentle smile and considerate manners, smiled and bowed at him, showing an air of helping the world.

Qingmu Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, as if he was facing a great scholar from ancient times.

"My name is Aoki."

Qingmu Zhenjun did not dare to be negligent and returned the gift politely.

He instinctively did not lie, as if he had suddenly put himself into the roles of student and teacher.

Suddenly, Qingmu Zhenjun's heart beat wildly and he felt incredible.

He didn't understand why he instinctively put himself in this role.

What made him even more uneasy was that this elder in ancient robes seemed like a mortal, without any trace of magical power.

With his spiritual senses at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, even though he was so close, he couldn't tell the opponent's strengths and weaknesses at all.

I'm afraid only a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage can achieve this.

"So it's you, Mr. Qingmu! Since we're neighbors, could you please go to your cave to have a chat?"

"May I ask what your name is, Senior?"

Qingmu Zhenjun was frightened and did not dare to refuse.

The elder in ancient robe stroked his beard and smiled, and said meaningfully:
"I have lived too long, and I have many Taoist names in the past, but I can't remember most of them. But I once had a common Taoist name, called 'Changqing'."

(End of this chapter)