I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

one year later.

In the hinterland of Liang State, in the jungle north of Fox Valley.

call! call!

A thick-backed and well-dressed man, panting, holding a hidden breath talisman, hid among the dense branches and leaves.

"Qi Feng! Don't need to struggle needlessly!"

"According to the sect's recruitment order, a wanted person like you can go to the front line to atone for his crimes. If you are lucky, if you make military exploits and get rewards, it will be a blessing in disguise."

Above the jungle, the voices of a man and a woman came.

Those were two monks of the sect, wearing gilded black robe uniforms, stepping on magic weapons, shuttling back and forth, with fierce eyes, closely watching the movement in the forest.

Qi Fengmian didn't say a word, and silently took two pills.

His hair was scorched black and messy, and his body was wounded in many places. He endured the pain and dealt with the rib fracture.

"Qi Feng, if you don't come out again, don't blame us for setting fire to the forest."

The two sect monks, a man and a woman, looked at each other impatiently, but they did not rush into the forest.

Chiffon has eight layers of Qi refining, his cultivation base is similar to the two, he has rich experience in actual combat, and he is a secular martial arts master, his combat power is beyond ordinary casual cultivators.

puff! puff!

Several balls of fire fell from the sky, and the forest spread with flames and thick smoke.

There was a sound of "Peng".

There was a crashing sound somewhere in the jungle, accompanied by abnormal mana fluctuations, and a big tree fell down.

"The location is exposed!"

The eyes of the Zongmen female cultivator lit up, and she surrounded her from both sides with her companions, and slowly approached that position.

"No, I've been fooled!"

Cutting off the branches and leaves in that area with the magic weapon, the expressions of the two changed at the same time.

There was only one mutilated puppet in human form, which was overwhelmed by the trees.

In the farther end of the jungle.

Whoosh!

A strong and burly figure galloped for a certain distance under the cover of thick smoke, and then stepped on a black knife magic weapon and went away through the air.

"Chase!"

The two sect monks hurriedly turned around, but were affected by the black smoke in the sky, so they failed to catch them immediately.

"Qi Feng! Why are you stubborn? Do you want to be a fugitive for the rest of your life, living under the dark stinky ditch?"

The female cultivator of the Zongmen scolded.

"Guarding the border of the Liang Kingdom and making meritorious deeds, this is the kindness of the sect, giving you a chance for a new life!"

"Did you commit crimes and make meritorious deeds?"

With a sneer on Qi Feng's face, he sneered, regardless of his injury, his mana surged wildly, and his escape speed was even faster.

He has read history books in the mortal world and learned that criminals of all dynasties often went to the front line as death squads and as cannon fodder.

Liang Guozong resisted the invasion of neighboring countries and forcibly recruited those wanted criminals. What is the essential difference from the ordinary dynasty?

Most importantly, he did nothing wrong.

He was wronged!

"I have injuries on my body. With the current mana state, I can't run very far. Once I encounter other inspectors of the sect..."

After flying for a hundred miles, Qi Feng felt a dull pain in his body and a bitter look on his face.

He couldn't help recalling the map of Liang Guo in his mind, looking for opportunities to escape in the surrounding area.

"Fox Valley, to the northeast is Huanglong Fairy City. To the northwest is..."

In the blink of an eye, Qi Feng was awakened by a familiar geographical location, with mixed joy and sorrow on his face.

"Aunt Guan! Qi Feng is incompetent, and I'm afraid he will go against your wishes."

Qi Feng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth resolutely, and slightly adjusted the direction of flight.

Aunt Guan once explained that she was not allowed to see that person unless it was absolutely necessary.

If Aunt Guan died one day, Qi Feng could take her urn to that place and bury her there.

...

"Haha! That thief has no magic power!"

An hour later, the two sect qi training monks gradually drew closer.

At this time, a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist and full of aura is ushered in front of us.

Qi Feng drove the magic weapon and staggered into it.

"Brother Yue, that thief has escaped into Mount Wuqi."

The female cultivator of the Zongmen was stunned for a moment and said.

"Wuqi Mountain? That is the land of our Jinyun Valley's spiritual veins! Let the monks on the mountain cooperate with law enforcement and hand over the thief, if not..."

Brother Yue suddenly thought of something, and swallowed the following words.

"Go ahead and have a look, we can do it ourselves."

Brother Yue, who was on the ninth floor of Qi Refining, was the first to pass through the fog and enter the mountains.

Inside Wuqi Mountain.

The two quickly caught sight of Qi Feng, who was struggling to fly to a relatively low and flat main peak.

suddenly!

Qi Feng seemed to hit an invisible wall of wind, his body staggered, and immediately rolled and fell towards the halfway up the main peak.

Brother Yue and the two laughed, speeding up and preparing to capture the target.

It was only close to Baizhang.

The complexions of the two sect monks changed, and the body of the flying imperial weapon was shocked.

"This is……"

They felt a powerful spiritual pressure, which surged from that mountain along with the restless heaven and earth spiritual energy fluctuations.

In front of the rising spiritual pressure, they are like boats in the huge waves, and if they are not careful, they will fall into a situation beyond redemption.

"The mana fluctuations in the foundation building period! It seems to be in the final stage of breakthrough!"

"This spiritual pressure has caught up with Master Dongmen! Could it be the newly promoted late foundation establishment!"

The two sect monks, a man and a woman, felt the pressure and fear, and did not dare to approach easily.

For fear of disturbing the foundation-building master who was promoted through closed doors.

If it was an ordinary foundation building casual cultivator, the two of them would not be like this.

But the monks in the later stage of foundation establishment, looking at all parts of the immortal world of Liang Guo, are rare and strong men, and they can even coerce several immortal cultivating families.

Moreover, this is the famous Wuqi Mountain, and the three peak masters are super powerful, deterring the surrounding Xiaoxiao, and they have quite a background.

...

"Brother Yue, that thief seems to have fallen to Little Turtle Peak, which is the dojo of the 'Turtle Talisman Master'."

The sect nun lowered her voice.

"How do you know?"

As soon as Senior Brother Yue finished speaking, he saw a big green turtle with blue water shining, flying down from the top of Wuqi Mountain.

"A second-order spirit turtle?"

"Could it be the rumored black water turtle?"

Under the gaze of the two.

The big dark blue turtle flew to the middle of the mountain, and caught Qi Feng, who was half hanging on the mountain wall.

"Are you a mysterious water turtle?"

Qi Feng was overjoyed, sitting on the large turtle back, facing the mountain wind and the spiritual pressure of the late foundation establishment, he flew steadily to the top of the mountain.

The second-order spirit turtle in front of me is larger than what Aunt Guan described, and its shell is at least eight feet wide.

He looked back.

The man and the woman watched from afar with complex expressions, not daring to go one step further.

Qi Feng heaved a sigh of relief, his heart that had been suppressed for a long time was free and passionate, and he felt admiration for the long-known ancestor on the mountain.

"Brother Yue, what should we do now? Do you want to negotiate with Little Guifeng?"

The nun of the Zongmen was in a state of uncertainty.

From Xuanshuigui's rescue, it can be seen that Qifeng has a relationship with Xiaoguifeng.

"Walk."

Brother Yue was silent for a moment, then turned around and flew out of Wuqi Mountain.

Looking at Senior Brother Yue's clenched fist, the sect female cultivator suddenly understood.

Negotiation is no problem.

It's just that, at their level, they are not qualified to have a dialogue with the Foundation Establishment Late Overhaul.

Senior Brother Yue hesitated for a moment, then took out a gold-plated cyan token from the storage bag, and injected it with mana.

The cyan talisman shimmered, and an invisible wave swept across the void.

...

The top of Xiaoguifeng Mountain.

The Xuanshui turtle flew to the edge of the pool, and Qi Feng consciously climbed off the turtle's back.

"Senior Turtle, thank you for saving me... ah!"

Qi Feng was caught off guard and was thrown headfirst by the Xuanshuigui.

His heart ached and he felt dizzy.

Xuanshuigui glanced at him innocently, stretched out its huge head, and rubbed against Qi Feng's chest.

After a while, Qi Feng came over in a trance.

He unbuttoned the skirt thoughtfully, revealing a polished, semi-elliptical dark pendant inside.

If you look closely, you will find that the lustrous texture on the pendant is 90% similar to the back shell of the Xuanshui turtle.

"What's your relationship with Qi Jingyun?"

A gentle and peaceful male voice rang in Qi Feng's ear.

At this time, above Xiaoguifeng, the restless aura of heaven and earth stabilized.

Qi Feng gave a jolt, got up quickly, bowed in the direction of the cave, and replied respectfully:

"Back to senior! Qi Jingyun is my great-great-grandfather."

The gentle man's voice only asked a question, but there was no further words.

When Qi Feng was feeling uneasy, a reserved and polite maid in blue dress came to welcome her.

"Young master, recuperate your wounds on the mountain first, these wound medicines can be used."

"What's the girl's name?"

"Slave Lan Rou." The maid in blue clothes was about thirty-five or sixteen years old. Although she was no longer as beautiful as she used to be, she was still bright and delicate.

Qi Feng thought to himself, there is a maid on Xiaogui Peak, her temperament is better than most of the female cultivators outside, and her cultivation level is not weaker than her own.

...

"It's really like..."

In the secret room of Xiaoguifeng, there was a murmuring sound.

Lu Chang'an's spiritual consciousness lingered for a moment on the burly and well-dressed man.

This chiffon is at least 70% similar to the adoptive father in his youth in the memory of this world.

Counting it, it has been more than thirty years since Guan Qiaozhi left Wuqi Mountain.

In the first years, Guan Qiaozhi sent letters from time to time.

In the letter, Guan Qiaozhi did submit a youth with spiritual roots named "Qi Feng", who is said to be the descendant of Qi Jingyun, the leader of the Nujiang gang and foster father.

This young man with spiritual roots, by chance, cultivated the "Open Source Sutra" left by Lu Changan. When Guan Qiaozhi discovered it, he had already practiced it for several years.

Guan Qiaozhi found that Qi Feng's background, qualifications, and temperament were similar to Lu Chang'an.

So, like Taoist Guan back then, she became Qi Feng's "immortal guide" and gave him advice and care.

"One hundred and forty years old, seven layers of foundation building!"

Three days later, Lu Changan slowly recovered his energy, and felt the mana in his body doubled, and he was very happy.

With the improvement of the small realm, his spiritual consciousness has also increased a lot, compared with the fake real person.

When the consciousness is unfolded, it can cover a radius of two or three miles.

You know, ordinary monks at the peak of foundation building have only a few hundred meters of spiritual consciousness.

With the surge in mana and consciousness, the means that Lu Changan can use far exceed those in the past.

For example, the rudimentary form of magic weapon that has been stored in his body for many years can be used as a powerful means of fighting against the enemy.

The power of the mobilization must be better than that of the night fisherman back then.

"Now, my body refining and spiritual consciousness have reached the level of fake pills. Even the shortest mana before, it has already surpassed Jin Yungu's inner disciples and is close to true disciples."

Even in times of war, Lu Changan felt a sense of security in his heart.

Leaving aside Baofu and Jiuyinbei, his hard power can at least be comparable to that of the fake alchemy real person.

Looking at Liang Guoxiu's world, seventy-eight out of ten real people walking outside are fake real people.

The real Dan Dan has been able to travel to other countries relatively safely.

...

After customs clearance.

Lu Changan met Qi Feng in the cave.

"Lansheng Qifeng, meet Lu...Grandpa Lu."

Qi Feng has a strong figure, big shoulders and round waist. He looks thirty-six or seventeen years old, but his actual age is over fifty.

At this time, he was like a baby bear, kneeling on the ground, truly throwing himself on the ground.

Qi Feng was shocked and couldn't believe that this man in white who looked like a young man was his "half ancestor".

Lu Changan is Qi Jingyun's adopted son.

In terms of seniority, it is equivalent to Qi Feng's great-grandfather who has no blood relationship.

"Get up."

After the salute, Qi Feng didn't dare to sit down, claiming to be guilty and causing Wu Qishan trouble.

"Tell me about your situation first."

Lu Changan smiled faintly, but did not draw a conclusion.

"Back to Grandpa Lu, the little one is wanted by the sect, we have to start with the guard trip a few months ago..."

Qi Feng fell into memory, humiliation and unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

In the past ten years, Qi Feng has been practicing in the southwestern part of the Liang Kingdom, around Fangshi, which is managed by one of the seven great families, the "Jiang Family".

The source of Qi Feng's spirit stone mainly comes from two aspects.

First, he will handle the raw materials for drawing talismans, making talisman paper and spirit ink.

This is the low-threshold skill that Guan Qiaozhi taught him.

Qi Feng doesn't have Guan Qiaozhi's ingenuity, and he can't earn much Lingshi just by processing materials.

Therefore, Qi Feng occasionally went to the profession of "bodyguard".

This is his second source of spirit stones.

There are certain risks, but the income is good.

Bodyguards, attached to formal bodyguard organizations, mostly act in groups and assume the duties of bodyguards and escorts.

"...The bodyguards on the trip to Liaoyuan Immortal City, the employers of several chambers of commerce, the accompanying dozens of bodyguards, and the leader of the Foundation Establishment Stage Captain all died at the hands of Jiexiu!"

Speaking of this, Qi Feng looked scared.

"You live alone?"

Lu Changan looked at him intriguingly.

"Yes." Qi Feng bit the bullet and said.

"The junior is alive, apart from luck, there are two main reasons."

"The younger generation is a master of martial arts. From the martial arts to the world of cultivating immortals, he has experienced many battles and has rich experience in escaping. Coupled with the life-saving talisman given by Aunt Guan, this is a lucky escape."

Lu Changan nodded without asking further questions.

Just now with a simple investigation with the fake alchemy-level consciousness, there is no obvious opportunity for Qi Feng.

It is nothing more than a good foundation in martial arts and a good fighting talent.

In the world of cultivating immortals, fighting skills is also a kind of talent.

Some immortal cultivators are naturally better at fighting than other cultivators, with sharp minds and strong adaptability in actual combat.

Qi Feng may be this kind of monk, which naturally fits the profession of guard.

"So, you are suspected of colluding with Jiexiu and are wanted by the sect?"

Lu Changan smiled.

"Yes! They didn't talk about the evidence at all, and directly made the junior wanted by the sect and suffered wronged."

Qi Feng clenched his teeth, feeling very annoyed.

"Then do you have evidence to prove your innocence?"

"this……"

Qi Feng was embarrassed and shook his head.

Lu Changan was amused, in this special period, there is nothing wrong with having you, a major suspect, on the wanted list.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no saying that there is no doubt about crime.

Because, there are too many ways to detect suspected crimes.

...

At this very moment, on the border of Liang State, several major sects are suppressing the border with the army of monks headed by Jin Yangzong of Feng State.

Just one year.

Liang Guo has transformed from a speculator and invader a few years ago to an invaded weak immortal country.

Who would have thought.

The country of Feng, which has been in war for more than 20 years, suddenly started peace talks, and it went smoothly beyond expectations.

The Nascent Soul True Monarchs of Feng Kingdom, Yan Kingdom, and Chen Kingdom reached an unknown agreement, and even established a fourth-order soul blood contract.

The cause and course are unknown.

The final result is that the other power structures remain unchanged—Jin Yangzong moves north.

Of course, the slogan of Jinyangzong of Feng Kingdom is self-defense and counterattack.

This is the information that Lu Chang'an has learned through Zheng Centipede and Zongmen friends in the past year.

Jin Yangzong dispatched only one Yuanying Zhenjun, and the other guarded the sect.

Jin Yangzong led a huge affiliated cultivating force, which was continuously gathering at the border of Liang State.

In the small-scale confrontation on the front line, Liang Guoxiu suffered a defeat in the immortal world, losing a real alchemy monk and four or five fake alchemy real people.

In order to resist Feng's "self-defense counterattack".

Liang Guo's front line is tight, and monks are forcibly recruited in major fairy cities, families, and chambers of commerce.

This is completely different from the Zongmen expeditions in previous years, with a tough wrist, which can be called iron blood.

Several cultivating families who were obedient and vigilant were severely punished.

One of the Foundation Establishment families who tried to relocate and escape was charged with colluding with the enemy country, and the whole family was directly bloodbathed.

Even Lu Changan's Xiaoguifeng, as a dojo for casual cultivators, was assigned a certain number and quality of talisman drawing tasks every month.

Fortunately, there is no need for Lu Changan to provide the materials.

Essentially, it is a free labor force for war logistics production.

But Lu Changan's success rate of drawing symbols is very high.

For other talisman masters of the same level who can barely move up and down the line, he can make a small profit.

Against the backdrop of this war.

Qi Feng, a casual cultivator, was wronged and wanted. Who cares about the truth?

Liang Guozong wished that there would be more such wanted criminals, and all of them would be forcibly recruited to the front line to participate in the war.