The Long Journey to Immortality

“Alright then,” Feng Hong said, “Senior Hanchi, I will do as you say.”

With Feng Hong making his decision, the matter was essentially settled.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Hanchi also imparted a great deal of knowledge and skills about the secret art of harmony to Feng Hong.

Han Lu listened in and learned some of the new things that Feng Hanchi had summarized and researched over the years.

With less than a hundred years left to live, Feng Hanchi intends to take advantage of the current atmosphere of great harmony among the young people in the clan to leave behind some useful knowledge for the clan and contribute his own strength to the prosperity of the Phoenix Clan.

"Han Lu," Feng Hanchi said, then suddenly remembered something, "it's been a while since your last harmony."

After recalling for a moment, Han Lu replied, "The last time was when I used Senior Han Chi's essence blood and Ming Li Feng's bloodline, which was probably thirty or forty years ago."

"If we follow the timetable that Senior Hanchi set for me, I should be able to establish a bloodline with him at least sixty years from now, when I reach the late stage of the Golden Core realm."

Feng Hanchi set a timetable for Han Lu based on two points.

First, cultivation level; second, the time it takes to resonate with the bloodline.

However, since Feng Hanchi himself had never seen the Four True Phoenixes before meeting Han Lu, he himself was full of doubts about the arrangements he made for Han Lu and repeatedly tried to adjust them in order to conform to the theory and be perfect.

"Last time at the Three Phoenix Forest, Han Lu, could you find out which of your ancestors were relatives of other phoenix clans?"

Han Lu kept this matter in mind. "I've investigated, and according to my father's lineage, I have some connection with Yan Feng."

Han Lu's answer was very conservative; she did not think that this was enough to make a decision and determine which bloodline to use with Ming next time.

“Then let’s try the bloodline of the Mingyan Phoenix,” Feng Hanchi thought that this reason was enough to make a decision. “I remember that your father has a few friends among the Mingyan Phoenixes, so getting three drops of essence blood shouldn’t be a problem.”

"It would be even better if we were related by blood."

"As for the timing, you can decide for yourself," Feng Hanchi sighed. "At your point, I really can't give you any very useful advice."

"Whether it's the late Golden Core stage or the Nascent Soul stage, try it whenever you feel the time is right, according to your own ideas."

"Even if they don't follow my advice and choose to follow another bloodline of Heming, it doesn't matter."

Things are different now. Feng Hanchi has slightly changed his role and does not intend to make any overly absolute opinions on the various problems in the "unknown territory".

Han Lu understood Feng Hanchi's thoughts. In order not to burden this senior who had always cared for and looked after her, she answered directly, "I will. No matter what the final result is, it is my own decision."

"As for which bloodline to use for Harmony, perhaps Harmony Rock Phoenix will have a lower success rate because of my water elemental root attribute. It's not too late to make a decision then."

"Besides, even if I fail, reaching the level of a Four-Winged True Phoenix in terms of true spirit bloodline would be perfect enough for me."

Han Lu understands the meaning of "contentment".

After all, her achievements in the path of harmony have now surpassed those of all living phoenixes.

Finally, Feng Hanchi explained to Han Lu and Feng Hong the more famous and powerful supernatural abilities of the Nine Phoenixes, excluding the Illusionary Phoenix.

This was mainly said to Han Lu, who naturally listened attentively.

She carefully considered her strengths and weaknesses in her current true spirit form, and considered which bloodline would be of the greatest help to her if she could successfully resonate with the spirit.

In the end, no conclusion was reached, but Han Lu felt that either bloodline would greatly enhance her combat power.

"If it can be successful, that would be wonderful."

Although she felt the chances were slim, Han Lu was still full of hope.

Han Lu stayed with Feng Hong in the Phoenix Perch Forest for a full half month before leaving on her own initiative, citing the reason that she would not interfere with Feng Hong's cultivation.

This time, when Feng Hong left, she was not as sad as she had been when she parted from Han Lu in the past.

Compared to the last time when she forced herself to hold back her tears, Feng Hong has made some progress.

It took almost half a month to travel from Fengqilin to the Western Regions.

Forty or fifty years have passed since Han Lu last visited the Western Regions.

After much hesitation, Han Lu decided to stop when she passed through the holy city of the Western Regions.

Go and meet the high priest of the Western Regions, who is a kindred spirit to her in the art of playing the zither. While exchanging ideas about art, she will also try to act as a persuader, relying on her friendship with him.

Tell the high priest the seriousness of the situation and that the Western Regions cannot remain completely uninvolved in the face of disaster.

Chapter 1117

The high priest was the most important figure in the Western Regions.

He was not only the most powerful and religiously respected leader in the Western Regions, but also the most accomplished cultivator in the region, whose status was even higher than that of Qingxu Daoist in the Zhengyi Sect.

Of course, you can't just meet someone like that whenever you want.

Han Lu was invited because it happened to be during a ceremony, and the high priest had something to ask of her. Naturally, she met this busy man without much effort.

Now, Han Lu went to visit him without an appointment, and naturally she was turned away and given the cold shoulder.

The High Priest is a cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage, and has a slight possibility of advancing to the Divine Transformation stage.

Aside from dealing with worldly and religious affairs, this monk, who still had a bright future, naturally spent a lot of time on cultivation.

Despite the cold reception, the Western Region cultivators were still very polite to Han Lu, a renowned cultivator with a Golden Core stage cultivation.

They arranged for her to stay in the same VIP room where she had stayed last time, and also helped her make a reservation, promising to invite her over as soon as possible if the High Priest was available.

Helpless, Han Lu, who had come here on a whim, could only wait patiently in her guest room for the day the High Priest would emerge from seclusion.

During the waiting period, Han Lu did not stay idle. In addition to her daily cultivation, she also wandered around the Western Regions capital, appreciating the local customs and culture.

Of course, the most important thing is to think about how to persuade the High Priest to make a clearer statement and actively participate in cooperating with the Central Plains and the Great Yu Dynasty to deal with the calamity.

This is a difficult task, and Han Lu must do her best to have even a slight chance of success.

Fortunately, failure is not a big deal.

Therefore, Han Lu felt no burden, thinking that at worst she could treat this trip as a chance to catch up with old friends, and she had no psychological baggage whatsoever.

A Nascent Soul cultivator's cultivation journey can take anywhere from half a month to ten or even twenty years.

The High Priest is preoccupied with worldly affairs, so his meditation time is slightly shorter than that of other Nascent Soul cultivators.

But this time, he still secluded himself for a full two months before the high priest's servants found Han Lu and helped the high priest invite this kindred spirit from the Central Plains to meet him.

When Han Lu arrived at the tower where the high priest worked, practiced, and lived once again, she no longer felt the same curiosity she had when she first came.

Knock gently on the door, and once the restriction is lifted, push the door open and enter.

Climbing the steps without looking around, Han Lu silently ascended to the eighth floor, where she met the High Priest, whom she hadn't seen for nearly forty years.

"High Priest, it's been a long time," Han Lu said, bowing respectfully. "This February, as I strolled around the royal city, I noticed that the climate here is thriving. I imagine the High Priest must have put in a lot of effort for this."

The high priest laughed, following Han Lu's words, "Not at all, when it comes to transforming mortals, I can't compare to Fairy Zhenfeng."

"The book 'Common Sense' compiled by Fairy Zhenfeng easily increased the productivity of ordinary people in the Central Plains by a large margin."

"Even the cattle and sheep that I used to sell from the Western Regions to the Central Plains have lost their price and quality advantages, resulting in a sharp decline in sales. I was quite troubled and worried about this in previous years."

The high priest had no intention of accusing anyone; he simply spoke out of genuine feeling.

As a high priest who is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he not only manages cultivators but also mortals, so he naturally needs to worry about the livelihood of the vast number of herdsmen in the Western Regions.

Han Lushan smiled.

She knew, of course, that the high priest wasn't blaming her, but rather that there was a hidden message behind the words.

"Does the High Priest hope that I can also help the mortals living in the Western Regions devise strategies so that they can live a prosperous life as soon as possible?"

The high priest declared emphatically, “The mortals of the Central Plains are mortals, and so are the mortals of the Western Regions. They are even more hardworking than the mortals of the Central Plains and deserve a better life.”

"If Fairy Zhenfeng is willing to use her brainpower to help devise a plan, then I will thank you on behalf of the millions of people in the Western Regions."

Han Lu said, "Actually, that book 'Common Sense' is a product of my summary of scientific and technological knowledge that I brought out from the ancient cultivation secret realm."

"There is still a lot of knowledge in those books that has not been included in the three volumes of Common Sense."

"I imagine there must be something inside that can help the people of the Western Regions," Han Lu said, taking out all the books she had collected in her storage bag for seventy or eighty years. "High Priest, let's entrust this important task to you, the leader of the people of the Western Regions."

Looking at the nearly one thousand books laid out before him, the high priest was not troubled at all. On the contrary, he felt that Han Lu was sharing her knowledge without reservation.

"Thank you for the book, Fairy Zhenfeng." The high priest put all the books into his storage bag and already made a plan in mind. "I will order people to start compiling it later and see if we can create a book of common sense for the people of the Western Regions."

Han Lu sat down on the sandalwood seat opposite the High Priest. "No need to thank me. Consider this an exchange for the guqin you gave me."

Han Lu knew that she owed the High Priest a small favor back then, and it was appropriate to repay it in this way.

A good start made the conversation between the two easy and pleasant.

When discussing music, Han Lu told the story of how she won the championship at the Hundred Birds Festival with the help of the High Priest's "composed" piece, which once again made the High Priest laugh and feel very accomplished.

After closing the distance, Han Lu chose a suitable moment to reveal her true purpose for coming.

"I wonder how the High Priest views the great changes that will occur more than nine hundred years later."

The high priest's expression changed slightly. He silently took a sip of tea before asking, "Is Fairy Zhenfeng here as a persuader?"

“No,” Han Lu denied, “I only came to seek out the High Priest based on my own thoughts.”

"I think this matter is destined to affect the whole world, and even ordinary people living in the mundane world at that time cannot escape its influence."

"The Western Regions will definitely be drawn into it as well."

"Then why not start cooperating sooner and face the difficulties together?"

The High Priest naturally understood the reasoning behind Han Lu's words, but as a commander-in-chief, he had his own difficulties that he couldn't share with Han Lu.

Therefore, the high priest could only give a vague reply, "I think Fairy Zhenfeng already knows the answer I gave to the Qingxu Sect Master, so I won't repeat it."

"If that calamity comes a hundred years from now, I will certainly do my duty without hesitation and will definitely lead the cultivators of the Western Regions to cooperate with the Great Yu Dynasty, the Central Plains, and even the Wilderness to fight together."

"But the calamity will not come until a thousand years later, so I cannot make any promises now and decide the fate of the Western Region cultivators and mortals who will still exist a thousand years from now."

With his attitude clear, the high priest, after a moment of low spirits, changed the subject after saying this, "Come, come, Fairy Zhenfeng, let's play a duet together and see if your musical skills have declined over the years, and whether we can still be harmonious and in sync."

Chapter 1118

Han Lu couldn't find fault with the High Priest's decision.

She even felt that if she were in the position of high priest, she would make the same decision.

Although the power in the Western Regions was concentrated in the hands of the High Priest, he was more cautious on this issue than the leaders of the Zhengyi Sect, Xuan Yang Valley, and Jitian Palace.

After all, the Western Regions were too weak, and in every aspect they were inferior to other powers.