MTL - I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals-Chapter 161 retired

  Chapter 161

  Lu Changan didn't target He Yuanwu, not only because of his stronger strength, but also because of his identity as Junior Brother Cheng, he had a better relationship with He Yuanwu.

   He could only attack Xiang Jinglong and concentrate his firepower on one person.

   "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, a certain family needs to slow down."

  After Xiang Jinglong was injured, his strength dropped by 20-30%.

  He replaced the magic weapon with a top-grade magic weapon, and took a few pills.

  The fake alchemy real person uses the magic weapon, but it can't exert the real power, and the consumption is quite large, so it can't last.

  Bai Ling's invisible sword magic weapon has been refined into a natal magic weapon, and the consumption is relatively small.

  However, in a one-on-two situation, her overall consumption is also very high!

  Lost the support of the second-tier top-rank puppet, as her strength declined, she became more and more powerless.

   "Brother He, let's use magic weapons in rotation to easily wear her down."

  Xiang Jinglong suggested.

   "Mmm." He Yuanwu couldn't take it anymore, so he lowered the activation frequency of the magic weapon.

  Realman Bai Ling is not easy to exchange for top-grade magical artifacts.

  If that's the case, the threat will be greatly reduced. Two hostile fake pills can easily separate one of them to attack the stone palace.

   This situation quickly appeared.

   When Xiang Jinglong used magic weapons in rotation, He Yuanwu controlled two top-grade attack magic weapons at the same time.

  One is used to implicate the real Bai Ling, and the other is used to attack the Stone Palace.

  The stone palace has a second-tier top-grade formation.

  The normal attack of the fake Dan real person cannot be broken instantly.

  Experienced late stage foundation builders will also not be instantly killed by fake pills, and can barely resist and struggle.

  Lu Chang'an and Fu Dong sacrificed top-grade magic weapons, combined with second-order talismans, to parry on the edge of the formation.

   At last, it didn't affect Fu Xuemei, who was in retreat and formed alchemy.

Ding! Click!

  The real Bai Ling on the other side took the opportunity to activate the invisible sword magic weapon, and cut off one of He Yuanwu's top-quality attack magic weapons.

   "I knew it earlier, and prepared a few more top-quality attack weapons."

  He Yuanwu looked sullen.

  Ordinary fake alchemy real people will prepare several magic weapons. He has prepared two top-grade attack weapons, which is not too small.

  Xiang Jinglong's background is poor, and he only has one top-grade offensive weapon, and the other two are defensive and functional.

   "Xiao Cheng, I can't hold on anymore, I'm afraid I have to retreat to the formation defense."

  Realist Bai Ling sent a voice transmission to Lu Changan.

  This beautiful woman in her thirties and forties was sweating profusely, her complexion was slightly pale, and she took several pills along the way.

  The key is the consumption of mental energy, which makes her look dim.

   "Okay, I'll use the talisman to cover Aunt Ling."

  Lu Changan nodded.

  The talisman in his hand turned into a purple light bead, aiming at Xiang Jinglong and shining an astonishing purple glow.

"here we go again!"

  Xiang Jinglong wanted to scold her.

  Using the injured body to control the magic weapon, and resisting the attack of the talisman that is slightly better than the fake pill, I can't stand it.

   Only mana burst out, and the wound was involved, causing him to hiss in pain.

  The injury couldn't help getting worse.

  Realist Bai Ling successfully returned to the stone palace formation, and replaced it with a top-quality magic sword, using offense instead of defense.

   "Aunt Ling, do you have a second-tier high-grade puppet?"

  Lu Changan asked.

  He has two second-tier high-grade puppets on him, but they don't belong to Junior Brother Cheng.

   "No." Master Bai Ling shook his head.

   "I still have a talisman, some talismans, you can use them first."

  Master Bai Ling took out a needle-shaped talisman and a stack of talismans from the storage bag.

  Just now, Lu Changan used the power of the talisman to control and grasp the timing, which made her feel satisfied.

  If Fu Dong were to use it, it would definitely not achieve the effect.

  In addition to being weak in consciousness, he has poor control over talisman treasures. The second is poor combat awareness and cannot be used effectively.

   "Aunt Xie Ling."

  Lu Changan's eyes brightened slightly. The needle-shaped talisman given by real Bai Ling is more like a hidden weapon, and it can be used several times.

  The stack of talismans is mainly of the second-tier top grade, and there are two quasi-third-tier ones, one for attack and one for defense.

  These may not be all of Daoist Bai Ling's. Before that, she had a fight with Xiang Jinglong, so it's not surprising that there are third-order talismans.

  …

  The next offensive and defensive battle ushered in the most dangerous moment.

  Realman Bai Ling temporarily switched back to the best magic sword, which can only withstand the attack of a fake real person Dan.

  Another fake pill's offensive will be shared by Lu Changan, Fu Dong, and the second-order formation.

   As a last resort, Lu Changan consumed all the powerful purple jewels and talismans.

   Several talisman attacks, including quasi-third-order talismans, were all used on Xiang Jinglong.

"Wow!"

  Xiang Jinglong vomited blood during the duel, his pale face twisted slightly.

   Looking at Lu Changan's eyes, there was a killing intent and anger in his bones.

  During the period, Lu Changan secretly took a "Blood Yang Pill", which greatly enhanced the mana in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and with the cover of the breath of the Hundred Illusion Mask, the real Bai Ling beside him would not be aware of the abnormality.

  He has the advantage of spiritual consciousness, and the ultimate magic weapon he uses is not inferior to the late foundation establishment stage.

   "Junior surnamed Cheng! A certain family remembers you!"

  Xiang Jinglong was seriously injured and consumed too much, so he retreated to the rear to recuperate his injury.

  He Yuanwu had no choice but to suspend his attack, retreat together, and meditate to recover his mana.

   "Don't worry! The real Bai Ling uses the secret technique, and his mental consumption and recovery are slow. Now it is only slightly stronger than the ordinary fake pill. Junior Brother Cheng only has one talisman left, and its power is not as good as the previous one."

  He Yuanwu knew that they would win the war of attrition.

   Only half a day has passed.

  Fu Xuemei didn't form alchemy so quickly.

   "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, looking at the vision of the alchemy in the sky, the progress is somewhat beyond expectations."

  Xiang Jinglong looked weak and raised his eyelids.

  In the sky, the aura cloud group expanded to two or three miles, and it began to shrink at this time.

  He Yuanwu's expression froze, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed:

   "Haha! Junior sister, hastily speeding up the progress of the alchemy? Don't you want to condense the true alchemy?"

   Judging from the original weather, Fu Xuemei's condensed fake pill is very stable, and the real pill is also somewhat hopeful.

  If the speed is increased at the last moment, it will inevitably affect the quality of Chengdan.

  Fu Xuemei ignored He Yuanwu's interference.

   “It really speeds things up.”

  Lu Changan didn't need to raise his head to look up, he could sense a thing or two from the change of Fu Xuemei's aura in the stone hall.

  But he noticed that this speed-up was not entirely Fu Xuemei's subjective intention.

  After completing the transaction, Fu Xuemei's mood seemed to be more complete, and the final process of congealing the pill was much smoother.

  …

  He Yuanwu felt uneasy.

   Only took an hour off.

   Before recovering, he grabbed the injured Xiang Jinglong and charged towards the stone palace again.

  The fight this time was even more tragic.

  Boom!

  Second-tier high-grade formation, unavoidable breach.

  Lu Changan secretly took the last Xueyang Pill, and all the top-grade instruments were damaged, including those borrowed by Fu Xuemei and his brother.

  The talisman gifted by Daoist Bai Ling has been consumed.

   Almost out of ammunition and food.

  The needle-shaped talisman, he has tried it, and he is good at concealing attacks.

   But the power is not as good as the Purple Jewel Talisman.

  Frontally attacking, the threat to Fake Pill was less, and was blocked by Xiang Jinglong, who was always on guard against him.

   The only advantage is.

  Lu Changan Changqing has strong mana recovery and is good at protracted warfare.

  The little negative effect of Xueyang Dan, combined with the elixir of nourishing qi and blood, has little effect.

   "Xiang Jinglong is seriously injured. If I use a powerful treasure talisman, there is a chance that he will die or lose his ability to fight."

  Lu Changan weighed in his mind whether to exceed the standard to save trouble.

  If not, he will "do his best" and try his best to protect Fu Dong from escaping.

  Seeingly, Lu Changan's superficial combat power was about to be overwhelmed, and he was retreating steadily.

  The aftermath of the attack fell on the stone temple, breaking several holes.

  Some dust fell on the body of the beautiful woman in Youlan in the empty valley. Her aloof figure sitting cross-legged was like a static sculpture, motionless.

   "Cough! Poof..."

  Suddenly, Xiang Jinglong was injured and spit out a mouthful of blood, slowing down the fierce attack.

  Both He Yuanwu and Bai Ling were injured.

   Lu Changan had several wounds on his body, which looked quite tragic.

   Fu Dong, on the other hand, was better protected, with only a few flesh injuries.

   The enemy and the enemy fell into a brief confrontation.

  In the dead silence, Xiang Jinglong coughed sporadically.

  If it weren't for the tacit cooperation between Lu Changan and Bai Ling, who beat Xiang Jinglong seriously, he wouldn't be able to persist until now.

  In Lu Changan's sleeve, he secretly grabbed a treasure talisman that had been kept for many years.

   Once this talisman is released, its power is close to that of a true alchemy monk's blow, and it has the effect of setting the universe.

   Whoosh!

   There was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and a fake alchemy-level breath approached.

   "It must be our reinforcements!"

  He Yuanwu and Xiang Jinglong looked at each other, excited.

   On the other side of Huanglong Fairy City, even though the war has ceased, the true alchemy cultivator will not participate in Fu Xuemei's alchemy.

  But Huanglong Mountain is weaker, and the number of fake pills and real people is not as good as the hostile forces.

   From the perspective of probability, it is true.

  …

  After counting interest.

  A white-robed old man with an elegant temperament, his breath is disordered, and his clothes are torn, which is reflected in the senses of several real people.

   "Big brother!"

   "Ji Yifeng!"

  The complexions of He Yuanwu and Xiang Jinglong changed drastically, they looked unbelievable.

   "Easy wind!"

  Really Bai Ling's eyes were full of joy, and he let out a long breath of relief.

  She was puzzled, only Master Huanglong, her and Fu Xuemei knew where Fu Xuemei secretly formed alchemy outside.

  Even Junior Brother Cheng only knows the plan, not the location of the pill.

   "Shameless Traitor!"

  Ji Yifeng scolded, sacrificed a magic weapon of a lupine, and came to kill menacingly.

   "He Daoyou, a certain family will go first!"

  Xiang Jinglong didn't even think about it, he sacrificed a flying boat and fled through the air.

  Actually, he already had the intention to quit.

   It's just a little bit of investment in the front, and it seems that there will be results. With He Yuanwu's promise, it barely lasted until now.

   "Brother, you are late!"

  He Yuanwu was not entangled, and retreated decisively, with a long laugh.

   "It's hard for a junior sister to become a real pill! He's mission has basically been accomplished! Master, he is an old man who has worked hard and foresighted, and it is finally a mirror image..."

  In He Yuanwu's view: Fu Xuemei took the inferior Ningjing Pill, and her mood was affected by external factors, so she hastily improved the Ning Pill, and could only form a fake pill.

  …

  Ji Yifeng frowned, with a look of fear on his face, he watched the two fake real people evacuate, and did not pursue them.

   Until the figures of the two disappeared completely.

  Ji Yifeng let out a muffled snort, and staggered to the ground.

   "Easy wind!"

  Reverend Bai Ling let out a soft cry, and supported him with concern.

   "Aunt Ling, I'm fine, it's just that I'm losing vitality and my old injuries have recurred."

  Ji Yifeng struggled to sit cross-legged to adjust his breath.

   "Senior brother." Lu Changan stepped forward to greet him without saying anything.

   "Junior Brother Cheng, thank you for your hard work this time."

  Ji Yifeng said gratefully with a pleased face.

   "Yifeng, how did you find it?" Daoist Bai Ling asked.

   "I didn't know Master's plan in advance. However, when this hidden vein was discovered that year, I knew a thing or two."

  Ji Yifeng smiled slightly.

   "Most of the fake pills went to the south to intercept them, or to other fairy cities. Master patiently confronted those real people in Huanglong Fairy City, so I guessed where my junior sister formed pills. I'm afraid I didn't play cards according to common sense."

   "However, in order to get rid of the enemy's sight, I spent a lot of effort, and even fought with people. After spending half a month, I finally rushed over..."

  After hearing the reason, Master Bai Ling couldn't help but rejoice.

  Ji Yifeng's injury was not stable, so they didn't ask any more questions.

  The real Bai Ling was also injured, and his mind was seriously damaged, so he closed his eyes to recuperate.

   "Aunt Ling, this is your talisman."

  Lu Changan took out the needle-shaped talisman, and prepared to return it to Daoist Bai Ling.

   "No, you keep your bodyguard."

  Realist Bai Ling didn't open his eyes, and responded lightly.

   "The younger generation went to the nearby cave to get some game, to replenish some vitality for Aunt Ling and senior brother."

   Lu Changan smiled and retreated respectfully.

   "Don't go far."

  Reverend Bai Ling gave an order.

  She opened her eyes and looked at Lu Changan's back near the mountain, showing a pensive expression.

  …

  Two hours later.

   "Aunt Ling! Brother Cheng went to the jungle nearby, and he hasn't come back yet."

  Fu Dong looked uneasy and came to report.

   "Let him go."

  Master Bai Ling sighed softly, it didn't seem to be unexpected.

  Hearing this, Fu Dong couldn't help but think deeply and realize something.

  Junior brother Cheng has made a deal with Fu Xuemei, and he may be worried that Fu Xuemei will settle accounts afterwards.

   Before the condensate was completed, Bai Ling and Ji Yifeng were recovering from their injuries, which was the best opportunity to slip away.

  …

   One day later.

  The aura cloud above the stone hall gradually dissipated.

  Bursts of sunlight and faint sounds of nature surround the sky above the stone hall.

   Hoo!

  A strong and solid breath of alchemy emerged as the times require, making the two fake alchemists who are protecting the Dharma outside feel an invisible sense of oppression.

   "This spiritual pressure, is it a real pill?"

  Ji Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

   "It's much better than fake pills, but..."

  Realist Bai Ling closed his eyes for a moment, showing a little regret, and sighed secretly:

   "The breath of Danli is not pure enough, it is solid and not round. It may be a low-level true pill."

  (end of this chapter)