MTL - I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals-Chapter 115 The method of nurturing

  Chapter 115 The Method of Warming

   "It's not poison, it's just a natural mixed herb that promotes vitality consumption and also has a hypnotic effect."

  The strong and strong man in the bamboo hat did not admit his identity, and spoke slowly.

  After Feiyue Lake's repeated tugging, Huang Tankong's energy was greatly exhausted.

  With the addition of this mixed herbal medicine, Huang Tankong has already lost his combat power.

  Even if you want to use the secret technique, this body has nothing to squeeze, and the mana is exhausted.

   "Please... let the Huang family go, everything is the old man's personal actions."

  Huang Tankong begged with a difficult voice.

  His consciousness is almost in a blur.

   Lu Chang'an kept the other party's breath away in order to find out a certain truth.

  He said via voice transmission: "Young Daoist Huang, your lifespan is approaching the end of its life, and Lu originally didn't want to deal with you."

   "In order to force Lu to show up, your Huang family sent people to attack and kill Mu Bingyun. Is it too much?"

   "No... no... I, the Huang family, did not do this!"

  When Huang Tankong was dying, he closed his eyes after saying the last sentence.

  Under the lock of Lu Changan's spiritual consciousness, this emaciated body quickly lost its vitality.

  Lu Changan practiced Evergreen Kungfu, he is very sensitive to vitality and has strong spiritual sense, so he cannot be fooled by the method of feigning death.

   "Not the Huang family?"

  Lu Changan believed 60% to 70% of what Huang Tankong said before he died.

  Mu Bingyun was attacked and killed at the time, Lu Changan thought about it afterwards, and felt a little wrong.

  From Huang Tankong's perspective, Lu Changan didn't know about him, at least he couldn't be sure.

   Crouching and ambush depends on luck.

  If Lu Changan didn't know the target if he didn't squat down, he wouldn't completely fall for the Mu family.

  Lu Changan doesn't necessarily take Mu Bingyun seriously.

   If you pay attention to this woman and don't squat down, the Maple Leaf Huang family will have another foundation-building enemy in the future.

   If not the Huang family, then who?

  Lu Changan has no clue for now.

  Because of the collapse of the Huang family, the surrounding Xiuxian families can basically benefit.

  …

  Lu Changan took one last look at Huang Tankong's body, but he didn't intend to step forward and kick him twice.

  Leave this person with a whole body.

  Huang Tankong apparently died of natural causes.

  There were no traces of fighting at the scene, and no poison was used.

  The natural mixed herbs used before will volatilize naturally in the human body and the night wind.

   This ending has one advantage:

  The few core members of the Huang family who knew the truth only confirmed that Huang Changling died unnaturally.

   It is not possible to link the deaths of the two establishments to one murderer.

  Actually, there is only one female foundation-establishment nun left in Fengye Huang's family, and she is hard to protect herself, and there is almost no threat at all.

   Lu Changan did this just to let nature take its course and secure his hand.

  The storage bag on Huang Tankong's body is only some pills, an attack weapon, and a few miscellaneous items, which are not of much value.

  This person is ready to die together, so naturally he will not carry valuables.

  Lu Changan simply did not move, leaving a perfect scene of a natural death.

   In the near future, this approach allowed him to reduce the risk.

  …

   After eliminating his footprints, Lu Changan hid himself in the dark.

  The sky is getting brighter.

   Several monks came to the Huang family, the leader was a Qi Refining Ninth Level.

   "Uncle Tan!"

   "Great Elder!"

   Several monks of the Huang family came to Huang Tankong's body in grief.

  After a preliminary autopsy, the clothes were intact and there were no signs of fighting. He died of natural old age.

   "The two foundation builders of the Huang family died, and the soul cards in the clan reacted. The only remaining foundation builder, 'Huang Yingchun', did not dare to come out."

  On the hill several miles away, Lu Changan paid attention to it for a moment, then left quietly.

  …

  Two days later, Lu Changan returned to Feiyue Villa.

  In the house in the other courtyard, the phantom breath imitated by the phantom talisman is still there.

  If there is an inner ghost of the Huang family in the Mu family, the news we get is that Lu Changan has not left Feiyue Villa in the past few days.

  Ten days later.

  Lu Changan bid farewell.

  Li Erqing, Patriarch Mu Chengji, Mu Yunfei, Mu Ershun and others respectfully sent it off together.

   This departure is different.

  Beside Lu Changan, there was an extra girl in a green skirt who was as graceful as jade, with a slightly pale complexion.

   "Mu Bingyun was taken away by Senior Lu?"

  Among the young monks of the Mu family who were watching from a distance, several of them showed reluctance or unwillingness.

  The Mu family has a wide range of branches, and many people who are not close relatives can combine voluntarily.

  Mu Bingyun is the number one beauty among the young generation of Feiyue Lake. She has good qualifications and is a talisman master.

   "You don't need to send any more."

  Lu Changan drove the flying boat, broke into the sky, and left the last sentence.

   "Lu is now a second-tier talisman master who has settled in Wuqi Mountain. Fellow Taoists of Feiyue Lake, please take care if the green mountains remain unchanged."

  Hearing these words, the complexions of Li Erqing and the senior members of the Mu family present changed slightly.

  They realized the metaphor in Lu Changan's words.

   On the farther lakeside.

  Weeping Willow Pavilion, top floor.

  A woman wearing a veil, whose age and face cannot be seen clearly, stares at the flying boat in the sky.

  She looked at the indistinct young man in white.

  Finally, he looked at the girl in the green skirt behind him, and there was something in his eyes.

  In a trance, her mind seemed to fly into the distance, and merged with the slim figure of the girl in the green skirt.

  …

   On the flying boat, Mu Bingyun looked depressed and remained silent.

  From today, I will leave the Feiyue Lake where I was born and raised, and bid farewell to my relatives and master.

  Looking at the man in white clothes who was as quiet as an ancient tree in front of him, Mu Bingyun's quiet eyes gradually became firmer and quieter.

  Ten days later.

  The flying boat enters the cloud-shrouded Wuqi Mountain with fresh air, and descends towards Xiaogui Peak, one of the three main peaks.

  Mu Bingyun's mind vibrated slightly, and she felt a better aura environment than Yuexin Island.

   "Brother Lu, you are back!"

  A woman's voice that was as clear as a bell came, with seven points of joy and three points of softness.

  Wearing a beige skirt with a pure face, Guan Qiaozhi greeted her.

  Behind her was a turtle as big as a basket, like a cute follower, sucking on the heels of the girl's skirt non-stop.

   "Who is this girl?"

  Guan Qiaozhi was taken aback when she saw Mu Bingyun.

  The girl in the green dress in front of her eyes has moth-like green eyebrows, her snowy face resembles a lotus blossom, and there is a hint of loneliness between her eyes and brows.

  His appearance and temperament are rare in Guan Qiaozhi's life, and only Fairy Zhao, who was in the foundation building period, can slightly surpass her.

  Guan Qiaozhi was amazed and felt a sense of crisis.

   "This is my old friend's disciple, Mu Bingyun."

  Lu Changan introduced for both parties.

   "It turns out to be Miss Mu, please take a seat and treat this place as your own home."

  Guan Qiaozhi, as a half heroine, warmly entertained her.

   "Thank you, Aunt Guan."

  Mu Bingyun saluted cautiously, not wanting to offend Uncle Lu's bedside person.

  Aunt Guan?

  Guan Qiaozhi's smile froze, her chest heaved, and she was secretly angry: "You actually mocked me for being old?"

   "The two of you can be regarded as equals on weekdays."

  Lu Changan saw Guan Qiaozhi's thoughts.

  In the early years, he and Guan Daochang were actually both teachers and friends.

  Guan Qiaozhi is dozens of years younger than him, and the age difference is larger than that of an ordinary father and daughter.

  Of course, Mu Bingyun is younger, under thirty, and is Mu Xiuyun's grandniece according to her seniority.

   "On the basis of peers?"

  Guan Qiaozhi thought about it for a while, and her mood became even worse.

  Brother Lu is planning to take Namu Bingyun as his concubine, so he proposes to be treated as equals?

   On the same day, Guan Qiaozhi prepared a delicious spiritual meal to welcome Mu Bingyun to Xiaoguifeng.

  Mu Bingyun chose a wing room in the cave, and has settled down in Xiaoguifeng since then.

  …

  Three days later, Lu Changan formulated a plan for Mu Bingyun to restore the foundation.

  In addition to the secret treatment of Changqing Gong, there is also a soup of recuperating medicine from the previous life.

  Medicine soup may be slightly effective as a cover, but it cannot repair the damaged foundation.

   "Uncle Lu."

  Mu Bingyun walked into the pharmacy, ready to receive warming and conditioning.

  In the pharmacy, in addition to some commonly used medicinal materials, there is also a soft bed.

   "Drink this bowl of medicinal soup, then lie flat on the bed."

   Lu Changan ordered.

"Um."

  Mu Bingyun drank the recuperating medicinal soup, lifted her skirt, and lay on the soft bed.

   Beforehand, Lu Changan gave her a jade tube, and there was a process of telling her about it.

  On the bed, Mu Bingyun had a slender figure, a willow slender waist, and a slender curve. Coupled with her cold white skin, she looked like a piece of naturally carved ice jade.

  While the medicine soup has just entered the belly.

  Lu Changan stretched out his white palm and pressed it against her abdomen.

  Nowadays, it is a foundation building practice, and it is not necessary to stick to the skin for treatment like in the past.

"relax."

  Mu Bingyun, who was lying flat, closed her eyes, and her long and curved eyelashes fluttered slightly.

  Through the dress, Lu Changan's hands felt the smoothness and delicateness of the girl's lower abdomen, and the body fragrance as light as green lotus lingered on the tip of his nose.

"alright."

  Lu Changan was just a symbolic warming moment, using the secret technique of evergreen to consume one day of life.

  Mu Bingyun lifted her skirt to the ground, her head drooping, her pale snowy face was dotted with reddish.

   "Huh? This is..."

  Mu Bingyun calmed down, and felt a kind of green warmth, containing vitality, which penetrated into the damaged part of the dantian, like the nourishment of a mother's womb.

   "How do you feel?" Lu Changan asked.

   "Very comfortable..."

  As soon as Mu Bingyun said the words, her snowy face turned red, and she changed her words: "The discomfort in Dantian seems to have eased."

   "That's good, warm up and treat every two months from now on."

  After Lu Changan finished speaking, he left the pharmacy.

  …

   "My evergreen secret technique, can it be injected into the medicinal soup?"

   Back in the secret room, Lu Changan had an idea.

  This kind of intimate nurturing is somewhat ambiguous and embarrassing for lonely men and widows.

   Especially in the abdomen, it may have an impact on the little girl's body and mind.

  Lu Changan immediately made an attempt.

  Spent a few days of lifespan, cast the evergreen secret technique, and blended a bud-like emerald green halo into the medicinal soup.

  In his perception, the power of life in the medicinal soup, which contained the mysteries of time, quickly dissipated and passed away.

   It's like, monks in the world can't grasp the time.

  Lu Changan shook his head, at least ordinary soups won't work.

  …

  One year later, Lu Changan turned eighty-four.

  On this day, he received a letter from Li Erqing, and learned about the situation of Fengye Huang's family.

   "There is only one foundation builder left in the Huang family, and the surrounding forces are ready to move, spying on Zhuyeshanfang City."

   "However, half a year ago, Huang Yingchun, the only female foundation-establishment cultivator left in the Huang family, became a Taoist partner with a major repairer in the late foundation-establishment period. The Huang family's property and Zhuyeshanfang City were preserved?"

  This result was beyond Lu Changan's surprise, but also within reason.

  The rest of the Huang family's Foundation Establishment is a beautiful female nun.

  Foundation establishment female cultivators are scarce in the world of immortal cultivation, let alone with huge assets.

  The combination of the two parties must have had an exchange of benefits. The Huang family did not know what price they paid, and the details are beyond human knowledge.

   In the later stage of foundation establishment, it is a powerful deterrent.

  Starting from the establishment of the foundation, the later stage of each big realm is called the overhaul of the same realm.

   Represents the master of the general realm, with strong strength.

  Last time, Lu Changan used a second-tier top-grade lightning talisman to kill Huang Changling in the early stage of foundation establishment in seconds, and the body protection mask was like paper.

   This is quite a spell in the late stage of foundation establishment. If you control the top-grade magic weapon, its power will be much stronger.

   Regarding the later stage of foundation establishment, Lu Changan had some scruples, which was not easy to deal with.

   Avoid confronting it.

   Fortunately, Lu Changan did not leave any flaws in the Huang family incident, and Huang Tankong died of natural causes on the surface.

  The cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment was nothing more than using his companions to protect him in exchange for benefits. He was not a thug driven by the Huang family.

  (end of this chapter)