I am evergreen in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 470: The Secret of Transformation, Advancement to the Middle Stage

Looking into the distance in the direction where the green-robed puppet left.

Yan Donglai spread out his palms and started calculating by counting on his fingers.

At first, his face was calm, but then he frowned slightly, revealing a hint of disappointment:
"After all these years, I shouldn't have expected so much."

Yan Donglai murmured.

Decades ago, that trip to Daqing aroused his strong interest in Lu Changqing.

Lu Changqing defeated Qingmu Zhenjun with a lower level of cultivation, and his potential and destiny were obviously superior to the latter.

They both have the same Taoist name Changqing, and they became close friends with Ouyang Zi's reincarnation. What a coincidence.

It seems like a destined fate.

Yan Donglai once thought that Lu Changqing might be the person he had been waiting for for countless years.

To this end, he tracked down Fengyuan Kingdom and found clues about the other party's past life.

It also costs a lot, conceals the secret, pushes the fate, and prompts the other party to come to Da Kun.

The source of every volume of Changqing Gong comes from him.

He also anticipated that Lu Changqing lacked the second volume of the skills.

To this end, he prepared a more complete Changqing Gong with advanced treatment.

"This boy cannot compare to the geniuses and people with great luck in the human world, but fortunately his luck is steadily rising, and his fate is unpredictable."

"With my current foundation and good fortune, I may be able to achieve the Changqing Gong of the late Nascent Soul stage, but I don't have the potential to achieve the Divine Transformation stage."

Yan Donglai finished his calculations and had a rough judgment.

Lu Changqing's potential for creation was indeed higher than that of Qingmu Zhenjun, but it just did not meet his high expectations.

According to past practice, such a young person can be considered as a disciple.

Yan Donglai took a step forward, arrived above the ruins of the cave, and locked onto the green-robed puppet that was flying away.

Track a distance.

Yan Donglai paused, and suddenly sensed that there were unknown variables in Lu Changqing's destiny, which were not conducive to his plan.

"This boy is cautious and suspicious."

"If we rashly contact him and accept him as a disciple, it may affect his achievements."

Yan Donglai realized that the plan of taking in a disciple was inappropriate.

Lu Changqing is a Taoist monk who is also proficient in divination. It would be disadvantageous to keep him around, and it would be more suitable for him to be let go.

We need to observe further.

If Lu Changqing has difficulty advancing to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and is just a silver-tin spear head, don't blame his men for being ruthless.

……

Yan Donglai kept his distance, concealed the secret, and no longer approached the distant target.

He paid too much attention to Lu Changqing.

Suddenly, he sensed something and looked back coldly:
"How long will you follow me, fellow Daoist?"

The voice just fell.

Ten miles away from the forest, a ragged, plain-looking barefoot old man staggered out.

"Tsk tsk, you are indeed a legendary monk. You noticed this old man so quickly."

The barefoot old man had a wine jug hanging around his waist. He looked drunk and staggering, but he came in front of Yan Donglai in just a few steps.

Yan Donglai was moved, his eyes slightly narrowed, watching the old man's every move.

At the Nascent Soul stage, no cultivator could be so close to it to be sensed by it.

Even if there were distractions just now.

"Which celestial monarch's clone are you? It seems we have never met before."

Yan Donglai took his time and slowly landed on the rocks at his feet.

He was only a few feet away from the barefoot old man.

The barefoot old man's eyes flashed with surprise as he looked at the elder in ancient robe who was standing with his hands behind his back, calm and composed.

The other party saw through his identity at a glance, without the shock and awe of other Nascent Soul cultivators.

I heard that this person escaped unscathed from the pursuit of Huashen Tianjun ten thousand years ago. It is hard to guess what kind of magical powers he has today.

The two people, several feet apart, looked at each other.

The surrounding mountains and forests seemed to be frozen, the birds stopped singing, and everything was silent.

Yan Donglai's robe fluttered in the wind, and his expression became increasingly stern, not giving in at all.

"Haha! Who in the world doesn't know you?"

The barefoot old man laughed, broke the silence and bowed.

"My last name is Zhong. I am a young man who has heard of the legend of Daoist Fellow Yan."

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Zhong."

Yan Donglai understood, his expression relaxed, he returned the greeting in a gentle and elegant manner:
"Yan has been asleep for too long and has lost touch with the world. I only know the few immortals who are older than me. I just offended the Heavenly Monarch."

"How dare I, an old man, call myself a Heavenly Sovereign in front of Fellow Daoist Yan."

The barefoot old man said modestly.

"Why did Daoist Zhong appear near Yan's old residence?"

Yan Donglai secretly calculated whether this Heavenly Lord's clone had noticed Lu Changqing's existence, otherwise it might affect his own plans.

Even if one has reached the fifth level of divination, it is still very difficult and arduous to deduce the relationship with the God of Transformation.

"It's all coincidence, don't misunderstand, Fellow Daoist Yan."

The barefoot old man picked up the wine jug, tilted his head back and took a gulp, then explained the reason:

"Zhong received information from the 'Devil Peak Realm spy' and tracked him in the surrounding area. He happened to pass by Fellow Daoist Yan's former residence. Unexpectedly, he met Fellow Daoist Yan himself."

"Yan is actually also an incarnation."

Yan Donglai paused for a moment and agreed:
"The affairs of the Demonic Peak Realm cannot be ignored. They are our responsibility."

Hearing this, the barefoot old man was surprised and looked at Yan Donglai again.

He had not realized before that the other party was also an incarnation. Judging from the confrontation just now, he was in no way inferior to his own incarnation.

Of course, Yan Donglai himself is not the God of Transformation, so it is normal for outsiders to find it difficult to tell the difference.

"Why did Brother Zhong follow Yan?"

"At first, I was curious and wanted to confirm your identity. Now, I want to ask Brother Daoist Yan something."

The barefoot old man's eyes flashed and he explained his purpose.

Yan Donglai hesitated for a moment, intentionally delaying time.

If the barefoot old man discovered Lu Changqing's whereabouts, it would also create an opportunity for the latter to get away.

……

"What Fellow Daoist Zhong is asking for advice on is related to the 'Great Heavenly Tribulation'."

Yan Donglai smiled and pointed out the problem.

"That's right! Calculating the time, this generation of Tianyi Divine Lord has not much life left. The catastrophe is approaching, and this old man can only walk the world in his incarnation."

“Alas, Fellow Daoist Yan is still very cool and unrestrained. He can fight against the Spiritualization Stage on equal terms without having to worry about the threat of a great calamity that day.”

The barefoot old man said with envy.

The great calamity of heaven only targets those in the Spirit Transformation Stage who are still alive.

These incarnation gods seem to be detached from the world and invincible in the human world. In fact, their original bodies are low-key and restrained, and most of them travel the world with their clones.

When the world in the human world falls, those who are promoted to become gods are all people with great luck, and there is a destiny between heaven and earth.

If a living Nascent Soul cultivator wants to advance to the Spiritual Transformation stage, the best chance is when a Spiritual Transformation cultivator dies or passes away, and his great fortune returns to the heaven and earth.

Many years ago, there was a high-profile God of Transformation who swept across a large state and made many enemies.

As a result, he was surrounded and killed by the top Nascent Soul cultivators in the world, and other clones of the Heavenly Monarch also participated and fanned the flames.

In the end, the God of Transformation died in the northwest.

In addition, the power of the Spirit Transformation Stage is slightly beyond the limits of the human world. Every time they make a move, they will be attacked by the heaven and earth, which will reduce their vitality and lifespan.

This is also why most of the Tianheng in the human world who are in the Spiritual Transformation Stage keep a low profile, try to avoid cause and effect, and do not interfere much in worldly affairs.

Sometimes, they don’t even have the glory of Nascent Soul cultivators, and their names are unknown to the world.

Seeing the barefoot old man's envy, Yan Donglai remained silent.

More than ten thousand years.

Who can understand his hardship of being unable to advance to the Spiritual Transformation Stage and bearing the pain of the curse of time?

"There will be a great catastrophe in the sky, and it should take some years."

Yan Donglai said slowly.

"The actual lifespan of that Godly Lord cannot be measured by that of an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator. Every time he makes a move, he still has at least a few hundred years of life left. The exact time of his move depends on the progress of the Tianyi Trial, and a difference of a hundred years is normal."

"I see."

The barefoot old man suddenly realized.

"No wonder every generation of God Lords can maintain their peak state. They must kill a fellow God-transforming Daoist."

He secretly thought that he was worthy of being an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years and knew more secrets than the average person in the God Transformation Stage.

"Hmm? No! There is only one Tianyi Divine Lord alive. He still has several hundred years left to live after his predecessor took action. So the rest of the time——"

"Fellow Daoist, knowing too much may not be a good thing."

Yan Donglai was very secretive and stopped at the point.

In this world of immortal cultivation, perhaps no one knows Tianyi Sect better than him.

The barefoot old man seemed to be thinking about something, then he bowed again and said politely:
"Fellow Daoist Yan, do you have a way to help this old man avoid a great calamity? After the success, this old man will owe you a favor and give you a great gift."

"More than one fellow Taoist has made such a promise to me."

Yan Donglai said calmly.

His eyes fell on the wine jug in the old man's hand and suggested:
"If Daoist friend is willing to trade with the [Xu Hai Hu], Yan is willing to help Daoist friend Zhong to increase his chances of avoiding the great calamity of heaven."

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Yan is a fifth-rank weapon refiner who is extinct in the world of immortal cultivation. He must have no shortage of spiritual treasures and other external objects, and he would not look down on the old man's trifles."

The barefoot old man grinned and tightened his hand on the wine jug slightly, even though this jug was not the original one.

The old man is not stupid. Yan Donglai cannot ensure that he can avoid the great disaster from happening, so he naturally will not agree to the deal.

……

The two changed the subject and shared some information about the Spirit Transformation Stage, including the potential crisis in the Demon Peak Realm.

Seeing that time was almost up, Yan Donglai said goodbye to the barefoot old man.

"The three generations of masters of [Xu Hai Hu] are all casual cultivators in the Spiritualization Stage..."

Yan Donglai flew above the sea of ​​clouds, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face as he recalled something.

Due to the delay of the barefoot old man, Lu Changqing was far away from the range of his sensing and tracking.

"This kid ran away so fast! Could it be that he noticed something..."

Yan Donglai was speechless.

He was not worried about being discovered by Lu Changan.

After practicing Changqing Gong to this level and obtaining such a complete set of skills, it is very difficult to go back.

Yan Donglai used the Changqing Gong and divination techniques to track down Lu Changan's whereabouts.

Just now.

Yan Donglai paused, feeling a mysterious sensation, and looked towards the northwest direction of Tianheng Continent.

"In Beimuzhou, a person in the middle stage of Yuanying was born."

A gleam of light flashed in Yan Donglai's eyes.

After calculating for a moment, he judged that the man had the best luck and aptitude and was qualified to be his disciple.

He glanced at the direction where Lu Changan was going:
I hope this kid can become something great and not let my efforts in blocking the God of Transformation go to waste.

Knowing Lu Chang'an's two lives, Yan Dong thought that he could not escape from his grasp, so he focused on Beimuzhou's outstanding disciples first.

……

a few days later.

A black-winged gust of wind left the border of Dakun at a terrifying speed and entered the vast wasteland.

Only after he got away from Da Kun did Lu Changan feel slightly relieved.

"The destiny of heaven is in disarray! Something is wrong in the land of Dakun."

At this time, Lu Changan's joy of obtaining the complete "Changqing Gong" had disappeared.

A few days ago, Lu Changan was overjoyed when he took over the complete Changqing Gong from the puppet.

Especially the "Eternal Green Taoist Body" recorded at the end of the technique made Lu Changan yearn for it.

This is a kind of Taoist body that can be cultivated after birth. It is said to be immune to all evil and have eternal life. It can slightly increase the success rate of breaking through the realm.

After practicing for a thousand years, he finally got the hang of it.

After practicing for three thousand years, he has achieved some success.

After practicing for ten thousand years, he transformed into the acquired eternal and evergreen Taoist body.

This physical ability can greatly extend lifespan, increasing it by more than 50% of the basic lifespan.

Before, Lu Changan’s Changqing Gong was incomplete and he had not practiced it systematically, but he had also absorbed the energy of the passage of time for hundreds of years.

You just need to practice for a few hundred more years, or even a thousand years, and then you will be able to enter the realm of Taoism.

However, after obtaining the Changqing Gong, Lu Changan felt something was wrong. Going to Dakun, obtaining the Changqing Gong, and successfully completing the plan, it all seemed too smooth.

You know, he has only been in Dakun for two years.

I was mentally prepared that even after more than ten years of investigation, I might not be able to find the method.

Moreover, the completeness of the exercises exceeded expectations.

After obtaining the skills, Lu Changan calculated again, only to feel that the destiny was chaotic and unpredictable, and was distorted by more than one unknown force.

Thinking of Priest Park from the Demon Peak Realm, Lu Changan felt that Dakun was an unusual place and he wanted to leave early.

For this reason, he gave up his plan to make an immediate breakthrough in Dakun.

Lu Changan naturally didn't know that the news of the Demon Peak Realm he reported had attracted the attention of the God of Transformation, and his chance encounter and negotiation with Yan Donglai had greatly disrupted the secrets of this area.

……

Half a day after Lu Changan left.

The barren land outside Dakun.

A blood moon light flashed over at a terrifying speed.

His escape speed is faster than Lu Changan, comparable to the late Yuanying stage.

call!
In the light of the blood moon, a witch with moon-blue skin and thin wings on her back let out a long breath. The frost moon mark flickering between her eyebrows echoed the moon in the sky.

"Damn it! The secret base that I worked so hard to build in Kunzhou was actually found by the Heavenly Monarch's clone..."

Looking back in the direction of the Tiankun Mountains, Priest Park's face turned pale and he was still frightened.

With Da Kun as the center, she secretly contacted and summoned the descendants of demons and demon cultivators who had stayed in this world from the Demon Peak Realm, and established a secret base.

Unexpectedly, the secret base was accurately found by the clone of the Lord of Heaven, who launched an attack and directly destroyed it.

There were only a few survivors who escaped at that time, and they faced subsequent pursuit.

Fortunately, as a priestess of the Moon Demon clan, she had a strong premonition and reacted quickly and ran away.

The deaths of more than a dozen third- and fourth-level demon descendants bought her precious time.

"It must be that boy!"

Priest Park gritted his teeth, his dark blue eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

When she met the old man in the straw raincoat and felt a sense of familiarity, she immediately gathered people and prepared to kill him to silence him.

Even though she was not sure whether the old man in the straw raincoat could see through her true colors.

Unexpectedly, the man was very cunning and slipped away too quickly.

Not only that, the thief secretly reported her identity information.

Even more unfortunate was that this matter happened to be known by the God of Transformation who was traveling nearby.

Escape from the dead.

Priest Park gradually came to his senses and guessed the suspicious person from the familiar look in his eyes.

After all, since she arrived in the Tianheng Realm, she has dealt with only a handful of human Nascent Soul cultivators.

Priest Park was a man who held grudges, and secretly made up his mind:
"Cunning human! When my race descends upon this world, you will pay a heavy price!"

……

Three years later.

The central area of ​​the abyss.

The dark green light cut through the sky, entered the Dayu Kingdom, and hovered above the Yunxia Sect.

Lu Changan's white robes rustled, and his sleeves were stained with stardust left over from the foreign strong winds.

"Master Xiang returns to the mountain!"

The leader of Xuefeng Sect and a group of high-ranking Jindan masters were greatly surprised to see Lu Chang'an landing in a dusty state.

"...Big Dragon?"

In the cave of Zixia Peak, Jiang Ziyan opened her lavender eyes, revealing a look of surprise.

The last time Xiang Dalong left Dayuan, he disappeared for hundreds of years.

This time, he disappeared without saying goodbye.

Jiang Ziyan originally thought that it would take at least several decades, hundreds of years, or even a farewell forever.

The Daewoo royal family also thinks so.

Unexpectedly, only eight years later, Xiang Dalong returned to Yunxia Sect again.

"In just eight years, the Yunxia Sect's fortune has not declined significantly."

Lu Changan observed secretly.

His eyes fell on Yunlan Peak, and he couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.

There are people practicing at Yunlan Peak.

Call ~
There seemed to be a strange phenomenon in the clouds, and a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered, and the surrounding clouds began to be stained with a faint glow.

"Da Long! I thought you would never come back, so I asked Haoran to consolidate his realm here and choose a good day to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

True Lord Zixia stepped onto the jade steps, took the initiative to greet him, gently took Lu Changan's arm, and said with a hint of apology.

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Changan returned to Yunxia Sect with a relieved heart.

At the Yunlan Peak Dojo, Jiang Haoran did not live in the cave, but practiced in a temporary mansion nearby.

"Zi Yan has good intentions and has prepared a chance for Hao Er to form a baby."

Lu Changan said as if unintentionally.

Jiang Ziyan's expression changed slightly, and her smile was not very natural:

"I have reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and it is much easier for me to obtain Nascent Soul resources than before. In addition, during the Great Yu War, our sect has gained a lot of military merits..."

In fact, the elders of the sect were quite dissatisfied with the fact that Jiang Haoran was given another resource for forming a baby this time.

But I dare not disobey the authority of the Grand Elder.

Normally speaking, for a cultivator who has failed in advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, the chance of success the next time will still be low.

One is the backlash of failure, which is damaging to the Tao body and is difficult to repair to perfection.

Second, it may leave a psychological shadow.

Therefore, most of the major Nascent Soul sects will not give their disciples a second chance to form a Nascent Soul.

However, Jiang Haoran has a special identity. He is the last disciple of Master Zixia and a direct descendant of the Jiang family.

The Yunxia Sect is in a period of transition and has no outstanding candidates for the Nascent Soul stage.

Jiang Haoran regained his confidence and became more determined. At his request, Jiang Ziyan made an exception and gave him another chance.

……

a few days later.

boom!
Above Yunlan Peak, the rosy clouds of light broke apart, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dissipated like a tide.

At the step of breaking the elixir and destroying the infant, Jiang Haoran failed again.

Fortunately, he survived.

True Lord Zixia sighed quietly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She is the only Yuanying Zhenjun in the Yunxia Sect. Although she is a mid-stage giant, she always feels that she is alone.

If Jiang Haoran were to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, that would be the most ideal situation, and that was one of the reasons why she made an exception.

Unfortunately, the second time also failed.

Wow!
Inside the secret room, Jiang Haoran vomited blood and fell to the ground, his pale face revealing an unwilling expression.

"How could this be?"

"This time I am more experienced, more determined, and determined to fight to the death."

The severe injury backfired and the devastated Jiang Haoran soon fainted.

"Hao'er."

True Lord Zixia hurried into the secret room and gave his disciple a healing elixir.

"Hao'er has good intentions, but his foundation is flawed and his luck is bad..."

Lu Changan said a few words of comfort.

Jiang Ziyan was in a bad mood and without talking much, she took Jiang Haoran back home to recuperate.

Send off Master and Apprentice Jiang Ziyan.

Lu Changan activated the Yunlan Peak formation and checked the cave and the underground palace. Everything was normal.

He brought Diyanjun and Xuanshuijun to the underground palace as soon as possible.

Without Lu Changan's help, the two spirit pets planted the Xuantian gourd vine and reconnected it to the earth's energy.

Lu Changan shook his head secretly:
What's going on with Yunxia Sect? Every time, they carry the sect's lucky star and let their Nascent Soul seeds impact the realm.

Jiang Haoran’s two times, plus the earlier time by Master Yun Qing.

The three attempts to reach Nascent Soul stage failed, and Lu Changan and Xuantian Hutueng were not at the mountain gate.

Lu Changan can actually help Jiang Haoran repair his foundation, so that it won’t be difficult for him to break the pill and transform into an infant for the second time.

The baptism of the Heavenly Demon's secret technique can also increase the success rate of the inner demon calamity.

However, ever since Jiang Ziyan advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, Jiang Haoran gradually lost his awe of her.

Cracks also began to appear in his relationship with Jiang Ziyan.

Under such circumstances, Lu Changan would naturally not take the initiative to expose his means to help Jiang Haoran repair his foundation and increase his success rate.

……

After the black vine took root, Lu Changan returned to the cave in Yunlan Peak above.

He began to practice in seclusion, and obtained the complete Changqing Gong through practice.

Slowly adjust your status and wait for the best moment for promotion.

Two months later.

Lu Chang'an's spirit and energy reached perfection. He no longer hesitated and immediately broke through the bottleneck of his realm.

Above Yunlan Peak.

It was as if an invisible hole appeared, gathering the vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth around the Yunxia Sect's fourth-level spiritual vein.

Although the breakthrough of a small realm does not have as obvious signs as the Nascent Soul Tribulation, nearby cultivators of the same level can keenly perceive it.

"How many years has it been since Dalong reached the peak of the initial stage? He is already striving for the middle stage so soon."

True Lord Zixia couldn't help but be surprised.

She didn't think Xiang Dalong could successfully advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

All the veteran Nascent Soul cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation have experienced breaking through the bottleneck of a small realm several times.

If the realm barrier was so easy to break through, there wouldn't be so few giants in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Half a day later.

The spiritual energy at the top of Yunlan Peak surged like the sea, and a powerful spiritual pressure came rushing in.

The spiritual pressure reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage and impacted the realm barrier several times in succession.

Jiang Ziyan's heart trembled slightly, and she felt that the fierce force of the impact was much stronger than when she was trying to break through the bottleneck in the past.

After half a stick of incense.

There was a roar among the clouds.

The cave was surrounded by rosy clouds in the sky, the mountains were full of green, dead trees came back to life in spring, and the grass and trees within a few miles grew out of thin air.

Then, an unpredictable and powerful magical power and spiritual pressure slowly gathered within Yunlan Peak.

"Middle stage of Nascent Soul! He succeeded in one go..."

Jiang Ziyan's pretty face changed and she clenched her hands in disbelief.

She had been working and planning for this goal for two hundred years, but Xiang Dalong achieved it with just one easy step.

The magical spiritual pressure coming from Yunlan Peak has apparently reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. The aura is even stronger than when she broke through that day!
……

The secret room of Yunlan Peak.

"This is the middle stage of the Nascent Soul! Compared to when I first entered the Nascent Soul stage, my spiritual consciousness and magical power have doubled!"

Lu Chang'an's eyes opened and closed, his divine light was awe-inspiring, and he circulated the vast and powerful torrent of magical power in his body.

At this moment, he felt that with a casual blow, he could crush his early Nascent Soul stage self.

Whether in terms of mana quality, endurance, or explosive power, they are incomparable.

The Qingxuan Sword Formation and all the powerful magic weapons will increase in power as the level of magic power increases.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Lu! Just one more small step and you will be at the pinnacle of the human world."

The green-skinned middle-aged commander puppet of Master Wei came in from the adjacent secret room, smiled, and took the initiative to congratulate.

"It's too early to reach the peak of the human world."

Lu Changan smiled and shook his head.

Although he felt comfortable with Master Wei Kui's flattering words, he didn't dare to have such unrealistic thoughts.

The world of immortal cultivation is ever-changing. One has to at least reach the Spirit Transformation Stage, or the level of the legendary great cultivator Yan Donglai, to be considered at the top of the human world.

However, his magical powers have greatly increased now, and he has an unprecedented sense of confidence.

If I go back to Daqing again.

He can dominate the world of immortal cultivation and drive the six sects of the devil out of the Eastern Region by himself.

Even in the Abyss, facing the three supreme monks, he is confident that he can compete with them!
(End of this chapter)