After a brief heartbeat.

Lu Changan quickly calmed down and guessed Huang Long's intentions.

"Fu Xuemei's injury is just out of danger, and her strength is not one in ten. It will probably take more than half a year to recover to the peak."

"Such a long period of weakness requires me to take care of her day and night, and use health exercises to speed up her recovery from injuries."

"On the way to evacuate to neighboring countries, we have to share the unknown risk of chasing soldiers. This is not a Taoist companion, it is simply a free doctor, bodyguard, and nanny."

Lu Chang'an couldn't help but admire that Master Huang Long's calculations were very precise.

"Even if we have survived all this, when Fu Xuemei is out of danger and arrives in a neighboring country, Fu Xuemei will recover the full power of Daoist Jiedan. As a casual cultivator of Foundation Establishment, how can I have autonomy? At that time, it will be up to her conscience to decide whether it will be good or bad."

Thinking of this, Lu Changan completely dismissed his thoughts.

Thinking about it, how can there be such a delicious soft rice in this world?

Of course, Huanglong may really appreciate Lu Changan more while painting big cakes.

Maybe Fu Xuemei would not do such a great job in the future, treat him as a Taoist couple, and share the legacy of Huanglong Mountain.

However, there is no need for Lu Changan to gamble.

"The real person has good intentions, and the younger generation appreciates it."

Lu Changan sighed, and he couldn't say it too directly, so he had to come up with theories that could be verified in the past to refuse:

"The world of cultivating immortals is changing, and it is only during the foundation-building period that you can gain a firm foothold. Without the magical powers of Daoist Jiedan, you can't stand strong winds and waves. How dare you marry a wife and become a Taoist couple if you can barely maintain your way?"

Hearing this, Master Huang Long stared at him with cloudy eyes for a moment, and finally nodded in admiration:

"With Lu Xiaoyou's cultivation and experience, he actually has such a concept."

"Even my true alchemy cultivators are often involuntary. In this vast world of cultivating immortals, if you don't become a Nascent Soul, you will end up on the chessboard."

Hearing these remarks, Lu Changan felt sorry for him.

He was a master of alchemy in his previous life, so he understands what Master Huang Long said, and it comes from the bottom of his heart.

In the ensuing conversation, Master Huanglong didn't mention the matter of forming a Taoist couple, perhaps because he knew that Lu Changan saw through the pros and cons.

Master Huang Long was surprised to find that he had a great time chatting with Lu Changan, and there was no natural barrier between him and Master Jiedan during the foundation building period.

You must know that Master Huanglong is not an ordinary true alchemy cultivator.

Ordinary monks in the early and middle stages of alchemy should respect him a little bit.

"It's a pity that I don't have much time left, so I can't have a deep chat with Lu Xiaoyou."

The real Huanglong's eyes were full of meaning, and he faintly sensed that Lu Chang'an had a lot of origins, or he had some unknown secrets.

"It's the first time in Lu's life that he can sit down with a legendary alchemist like Senior Huang Long, and it's an honor."

Lu Changan smiled.

For more than a hundred years in this life, it is not easy for him to be able to narrate with a real person of Jiedan who is at a similar level in his previous life. For him, it is also a kind of psychological comfort.

Daoist Huanglong is also a dying person.

Therefore, in terms of temperament of conversation, he did not deliberately restrain himself.

...

"When I first came to your mansion, I saw that mysterious water turtle, and its cultivation has grown extraordinary. I heard that when Lu Xiaoyou got the mysterious water turtle egg, his vital signs were weak, and he was most likely a sick child."

Master Huang Long said with interest.

"It can be seen that Lu Xiaoyou has unique attainments in cultivating spiritual pets."

"I can only say that I have a little experience."

Lu Changan already had a reasonable explanation for this.

"My health-preserving skills are better at warming. Coupled with the blindness of natural materials and earthly treasures obtained in the early years, it is only by chance that the Xuanshui turtle grows so smoothly."

The true cultivation of the Xuanshui Turtle has been restrained at the late stage of the first order all year round, and ordinary monks cannot see it.

However, in close contact, he couldn't hide from the venomous real Huanglong.

"Little friend Lu, if you really have unique skills, or are a strange hermit, please save my old partner."

Daoist Huanglong stood up suddenly, with sincere words, he bowed his hands together.

The old partner he was talking about was naturally the Earth Dragon Beast.

"Don't be a real person to offend this junior! I'm just an ordinary foundation cultivator, not a so-called hermit master."

Lu Changan couldn't laugh or cry.

It also showed a little temperament of conversation, which made Master Huanglong have this association.

However, there are indeed such rumors in the world of cultivating immortals.

Some mysterious bosses, because of unknown restrictions or purposes, like to hide their identities and play in the world.

There are relevant records in Tianheng Continent's "Uneqiren Series".

One of the sayings is that due to special reasons, the legendary powers in the transformation stage cannot be easily shot, and they are even unwilling to reveal their identities.

At least, Lu Changan has gone through three lifetimes, but he has not confirmed that the stage of transformation into a god actually occurred.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, whether it's true or not, please help me take a look."

Master Huang Long said, and took out a spiritual pet bag from his waist.

The two moved into the empty main hall of the Dongfu.

With the opening of the restriction, the surface of the pet bag was covered with an earthy yellow halo.

Soon, a petrified animal that looked like a crocodile or a dragon appeared in front of Lu Changan.

"Petrochemical seal?"

Lu Changan showed a strange look on his face, and took a few glances.

In the induction, this petrified earth dragon beast has no heartbeat, and its vitality is almost dead.

He put his palm on the body surface of the petrified earth drake, and there was a kind of marble-like icy touch.

Only when the spiritual consciousness merged into it did he sense the subtly imperceptible sleeping consciousness.

"I can't help it!"

Lu Changan sighed and shook his head directly.

To a certain extent, the Earth Dragon Beast's physical body almost died, but before it died, it sealed its body with a secret technique, making it immortal and preserving its remaining intelligence and vitality.

Just relying on the healing ability of his evergreen mana, it can't be saved at all.

Even if you use the evergreen secret technique, you will have to pay a big price if you consume your lifespan.

After all, the life level of the earth dragon beast is much higher than him.

This is not at the same level of difficulty as saving Mu Xiuyun back then.

"Little friend Lu really can't help it?"

Master Huanglong seemed to have a fluke mentality, watching the details of the expression on Lu Changan's face.

"If this is done, I will be very thankful, and I am willing to trade with the magic weapon of my life, and add the main medicine of Ningjing Pill, 'Seven-core Xuanyuehua'."

In order to increase persuasiveness, the real Huanglong sacrificed the magic weapon of fame [Huanglong Mountain Seal].

The main medicine of Ningjing Pill, sealed in a jade box, is a rare third-order seven-core flower.

Lu Changan's heart skipped a beat.

The main medicine of Ningjing Pill has three flavors in total, the most rare and key one is "Seven-core Xuanyue Flower"

It just so happened that he had collected 70% of the materials for the Crystal Condensation Pill he got from Senior Brother Zhuo, and the most difficult thing to get was the "Seven-Core Xuanyue Flower".

Once this flower is obtained, there will be no real hindrance in refining another Crystal Condensation Pill in the future.

As for Master Huanglong's natal magic weapon, although its power is unparalleled, it cannot be used temporarily with Lu Changan's cultivation base, and it does not fit very well with the attributes of the skill.

"This 'Seven-Core Xuanyue Flower' is still short of dozens of five-hundred-year-old plants, which can meet the needs of the main drug of Ningjing Pill. If it is injected with rare spiritual liquid, it can speed up its growth."

Noticing Lu Changan's gaze, Master Huang Long added.

"Unfortunately, there is really nothing I can do."

Lu Changan sighed, and did not hide his expectation for the main medicine of Ningjing Pill.

Even though Master Huanglong is about to die, Lu Chang'an is unwilling to reveal the secret of Evergreen Art.

Unless he doesn't have the Condensation Pill, he can still try to take risks. After the transaction, you must quickly flee away from Liang Guo.

Seeing Lu Changan's reaction, Master Huang Long was basically convinced that the other party was incapable of treating the Earth Dragon Beast.

Otherwise, in the face of the opportunity to form an alchemy, it would be difficult for the Foundation Establishment cultivator to resist the temptation.

...

"Sister...you're awake."

In the carriage not far away, came the sound of Fu Dong weeping with joy.

Master Huanglong put away the magic weapon and the main medicine of the condensed pill, and went to check it with Lu Changan.

"Master... Master, forgive me for being incompetent and not able to save Huanglong Mountain."

In the carriage, Fu Xuemei opened her eyelids, her face was still pale, but when she got up, her whole body was limp and weak, with a dull pain in her abdomen.

"The general trend is hard to go against, you have tried your best, let's take a good rest first."

The real Huanglong smiled kindly, and the wrinkles on his face showed a cracked old feeling.

Lu Changan didn't say a word.

Fu Xuemei looked at him with ethereal and beautiful eyes, and said happily:

"Fellow Daoist Lu, the last time I met you was sixty years ago. A few years ago, I wanted to meet you, but there was no suitable time."

About fifteen years ago, Lu Chang'an had dealt with Fu Xuemei as Cheng's younger brother.

At that time, he even "protected" him by mistake. In the end, the inferior Congealing Crystal Pill was traded for genuine Congealing Crystal Pill, allowing Fu Xuemei to become the real pill with the lowest quality.

"I saw you today. Fellow Daoist Lu is not old, and his demeanor is still the same. He raises tortoises and grows grass in Wuqi Mountain. He is contented and content, which is so enviable."

Looking at the white-clothed man whose appearance has not changed, Fu Xuemei seems to have returned to the scene that she experienced in the Hua Danshi's mansion in Huanglong Xiancheng more than 60 years ago.

What happened back then was against her heart, and even left a hole in her state of mind.

"Renren Fu is ridiculously praised! Lu is unchanging, because he is self-confident. How can he compare with Fu Zhenren, who is not only as beautiful as he was back then, but also has become a true alchemy queen, and is even more magnificent."

Although Lu Changan meant it as a compliment, he was telling the truth.

Fu Xuemei is younger than Zhao Siyao, and she formed her alchemy earlier, so she looks like a young woman of twenty years old.

Due to the addition of pill formation, its demeanor is even better than before.

"Xuemei's impression in Fellow Daoist Lu's heart is as good as what you said, the little girl will have no regrets."

Fu Xuemei's pale, snowy face was slightly flushed with blood, and a vague smile appeared on her lips.

Lu Chang'an thought to himself, could it be that this woman had some kind of keen intuition that made her doubt her back then.

"Just now, fellow Daoist Lu saved me?"

Fu Xuemei changed the subject and guessed.

"Sister, how do you know?"

Fu Dong showed surprise.

Fu Xuemei just woke up, and during the coma, she didn't know the destination of this trip at all.

"I just need the guidance of my respected master to assist the secret medicine in Fu Zhenren's body to stabilize the injury."

Lu Changan said modestly.

"Fellow Daoist Lu saved my life, please forgive Xuemei for not being able to get up."

Fu Xuemei said with a solemn expression.

During the coma, she fell into a dark consciousness, and once sensed a tinge of green warmth, as if from an evergreen ancient tree, which was endlessly alive, echoing her real pill.

"Really Fu is too polite. Senior Huang Long has already paid the reward. Even if I don't make a move, you can get through this test safely."

Lu Changan understood that Master Huanglong still had one more chance to make a move.

This shot is essentially a transaction, not a life-saving grace.

The third-order spiritual wood and the third-order puppet inheritance given by Master Huanglong are all what he needs.

"Little friend Lu, you seem to be older than Xuemei?"

Master Huang Long suddenly spoke.

Lu Changan nodded, and said with self-pity: "According to the order of success, Lu is a little older, and cannot be compared with Fu Zhenren."

"Haha! You don't need to be humble, Lu Xiaoyou. You and Xuemei have known each other since the early years. Once you owed something, and once you were kind. This kind of cause and effect cannot be considered as the backup of the realm of cultivation."

"Master's words are justified. Fellow Daoist Lu doesn't need to address you as 'Fu Zhenren' in every sentence. You and I should be treated as equals."

Fu Xuemei quickly understood what Master meant.

To this, Lu Chang'an did not object at all. The same generation is the same generation, anyway, it is not him who suffers.

"Xuemei, this kind of karma is comparable to the grace of regeneration for your siblings. You should call Fellow Daoist Lu a big brother."

Master Huanglong has a serious expression and a serious tone.

Fu Xuemei was taken aback for a moment, her ethereal and lonely eyes fell on Lu Changan's face, and she said softly:

"I met Brother Lu."

Although she didn't know the intention of Master doing this, Fu Xuemei didn't reject it.

Let a true alchemy female cultivator be so gentle and respectful, and she was also the unattainable Dilinggen genius Fu Xuemei back then.

Lu Changan only felt his scalp go numb.

"I can't, I can't."

He looked a little flustered, and probably guessed Huanglong's intentions.

Glancing at Konggu Youlan, the weak-breathing Zhendan female cultivator.

He thought to himself: Even if you call him father today, this little Guifeng can't keep you overnight.

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