Chapter 407: Auspicious Fortune, Reward From the True Lord

On the majestic blood cloud, a triangular-eyed blood-robed True Lord appeared. His face was extremely ugly, his mouth was huge, his nostrils were hollow, and he was surrounded by tens of thousands of blood spirit bats.

"Blood Bat King, one of the six hall kings of the Blood Spirit Sect."

The monks of the Seven Nations Alliance guarding the border were terrified and recognized the famous Blood Dao True Lord.

Lu Changan had met the Blood Bat King before.

In those days, the Blood Bat King hunted down the Tianluo Patriarch who had moved the sect.

The fleeing Tianluo Patriarch was ready to kill "Xiang Zhenren" who was refining the Blood Descendant Pearl, but was restrained by the fourth-level illusion array, quasi-fourth-level puppets, and puppet arrays.

Lu Changan took the opportunity to extort the infant spirit, and when the Blood Bat King came, the two parted ways.

At that time, the Blood Bat King prioritized hunting down the severely injured Tianluo Patriarch to obtain the resources of the Tianluo Sect.

The Blood Bat King also noticed "Xiang Zhenren" at that time.

The two actually had no grudges against each other.

However, the Blood Bat King was very insidious and left a bloody mark on the quasi-fourth-level puppet.

Fortunately, Lu Changan was cautious and found the problem after checking and cleared the tracking mark.

Although it was not a life-and-death feud, Lu Changan naturally had a bad impression of the Blood Bat King.

"Blood Bat King, you are invading the border of the Seven Nations Alliance. Are you going to start another war of immortal cultivation?"

A purple fire cloud spread over the clouds on the Seven Nations Alliance side, and a clear and righteous voice came.

Huh!

A gourd magic weapon floated in the center of the fire cloud, and the man with a purple and green robe and beautiful beard on it was Wang Zhenjun of the Lihuo Palace.

"Wang boy, you are defeated!"

The Blood Bat King's triangular eyes flashed with a cold light like a venomous snake, and he said in a contemptuous tone.

"If you hadn't gotten the advantage and obtained the secret treasure of Tianluo Sect in the early years, you wouldn't be worthy of carrying my shoes today."

It turned out that Lihuo Palace got lucky and gave birth to Yuanying Zhenjun, and the sect became increasingly powerful. Later, the Xueling Sect found out the reason.

The Blood Bat King worked hard to hunt down the Tianluo Patriarch and paid a lot of price, but was picked up by a Jindan cultivator. Naturally, he was a little resentful and resentful.

In the war of the magic, the Blood Bat King also targeted Wang Feng and Lihuo Palace.

Whoosh!

The two Zhenjuns confronted each other, and the two magic scenes of the majestic blood cloud and the purple fire cloud intertwined and collided with each other.

Wang Feng's purple fire cloud was obviously suppressed by the power of the blood path, and he had to rely on the gourd magic weapon under his feet to erupt the fire magma.

This is still the fire power, which has a certain restraint on the blood path.

"The Yuanying True Lord on the Daqing side is slightly inferior to Dayuan."

From Lu Changan's perspective today, the powerful Blood Bat King is just that.

The Blood Dao technique is good at fighting a war of attrition, but it is not outstanding in attack.

The Blood Bat King is half as strong as the White Bone Association President and the Tyrant Martial True Lord in the battle of the Seven True Lords.

Of course, in the territory of Daqing, the Blood Bat King is in the upper reaches of the Yuanying early stage, his Blood Dao magic is difficult to deal with, and his self-protection ability is also strong.

...

The two Yuanying True Lords confronted each other at the border, slightly tested the collision, and did not fight.

The Blood Bat King covered the demon monks, stationed troops, and blocked this border area.

Wang Feng was not the opponent of the Blood Bat King. He used his own formation to defend and wait for the decision of the leader of the Seven Nations Alliance.

Lu Changan felt a little regretful. Wang Feng's strength was still a little weak. If he could fight with the Blood Bat King to a draw, he would take the opportunity to attack and have a chance to kill this Demon Dao True Lord.

There are more than just Blood Bat King in the Demon Dao Yuanying near the border of the Seven Nations Alliance. At least several True Lords have been dispatched this time.

If Lu Changan wants to kill Blood Bat King by force before providing assistance, he will expose his trump card and be known by True Lord Qingmu in the future.

Moreover, True Lord Blood Dao has a special body and is difficult to kill. As long as he is not completely destroyed, the general injuries caused will not have much practical significance.

As expected.

The breath of another Demon Dao True Lord appeared in the distance. He was a hermaphrodite with two heads, one male and one female, on his shoulders.

The male head had a cold face and murderous intent; the female head had a rosy face and was charming.

The overlapping male and female sounds emitted by the two were extremely weird and made people hallucinate.

"The Yin-Yang old demon of the Magic Palace!"

Seeing the hermaphrodite Yuanying True Lord, Wang Feng's face changed, and he was more afraid than the Blood Bat King.

Fortunately, the escape light of the Yuanying True Lord was also approaching from the direction of the Seven Nations Alliance.

"Before the border of the Seven Nations Alliance is blocked by the Demonic Path, return to the Defenders Alliance as soon as possible."

Lu Changan restrained his breath, wore the [Black Wind Cloak], and stayed away from the Yuanying Zhenjun who was confronting on the front line.

At present, the situation on the Seven Nations Alliance side is more tense.

The Seven Nations Alliance is a tough nut to crack. The invasion of the Demonic Path is progressing very slowly. It is said that they are preparing to seek help from the Mingquan Sect, the leader of the six sects.

The Defenders Alliance is more stable.

The Seven Nations have a vast territory. Even the border leading to the Defenders Alliance is very long. The Blood Spirit Sect and the Phantom Demon Palace cannot achieve an absolute blockade.

When Lu Changan shuttles across the border, he only needs to avoid the detection of some induction array prohibitions without facing the Demonic Path Yuanying directly.

As for those patrolling demon monks, there are no restrictions for the real strong and scout masters.

…

A few days later.

Lu Changan successfully crossed the border of the Seven Nations Alliance and flew more than 100,000 miles into a barren land with poor spiritual energy or even no spiritual energy.

The barren areas between the boundaries are vast and boundless, not suitable for cultivation, unable to breed immortal civilization, and there are some dangerous Jedi left over from ancient times.

In peacetime, there are few traces of cultivators here, at most there are some mortal kingdoms scattered around.

However, during the Demon War, this barren land has more refugees, or cultivators who are avoiding the wanted by the immortal forces.

The price of staying here is that it is difficult to improve your cultivation. If there is no supply of spirit stones and elixirs, your cultivation may even regress if you stay for a long time.

Those refugees can always play the role of bandit cultivators and hide in dark corners.

Ordinary cultivators cannot find them, but they cannot escape Lu Changan's Nascent Soul senses.

The level he belongs to can ignore the darkness and demons at the bottom.

As long as he is a high-level cultivator, he can pass through this barren land, and the bandits dare not provoke him.

The real variable is the border area of ​​the Seven Nations Alliance or the Defense Alliance.

"We can travel normally!"

Lu Changan stepped on the escape light, removed the Baihuan mask and the black wind cloak, and restored the original identity of this homeland.

Lu Changan originally planned to activate the Yuanying escape light.

Then he thought that he had a long life and a long life, and he didn't need to rush.

In this barren land, it is difficult to restore mana. Even if the Yuanying Zhenjun is traveling, he has to rest in the middle and rely on spirit stones and elixirs.

What's more, if he fully activates the Yuanying escape light, the induction with Qingmu Zhenjun will be clearer and stronger.

"The way to immortality is to be free and unfettered. Now that I have reached the Nascent Soul stage, why rush to and fro and make myself suffer?"

Lu Changan chuckled and patted the spiritual pet bag on his waist.

Huh! Wow!

A dark green turtle, seven feet wide, caused surging and deep water escape ripples and shuttled above the clouds.

A man in white was lying on the back of the turtle. On the long table next to him, there were a wide variety of spiritual teas, exotic fruits, mountain delicacies and seafood.

There was a translucent water film around the turtle to isolate it from the sun or wind and rain.

"I have raised you for so many years, and you should use your spiritual pet as a mount. Otherwise, I will not live up to my name as the turtle master."

Lu Changan felt comfortable physically and mentally and did not need to fly by himself.

This was just like the blue star before the time travel. After the novelty of buying a car wore off, it was still better to ride someone else's vehicle, especially for long-distance travel.

It was the same in the world of immortal cultivation. Flying and traveling was a physical job, and there was no spiritual energy in the barren land, so the flying escape technique consumed more energy.

The black water turtle has a good speed, comparable to the late stage of Jindan. Its back is spacious and can carry water, so it is very comfortable to ride.

"Hiss! A late stage third stage spirit turtle!"

"Which big man is this, riding a third stage turtle and crossing the barren land."

Those refugee monks hiding in the corners, including the robbery cultivators, looked up at the movement above the clouds, and many of them gasped.

The powerful power of the water spirit escape light made the monks on the road tremble with fear, and they dared not breathe, for fear of disturbing the big man above the clouds.

Due to the high altitude of the flight, coupled with the huge body of the black water turtle and the cover of the escape light and water waves, most of the monks below did not see the owner on the turtle's back clearly, and did not dare to rashly explore.

...

Ten days later.

The black water turtle carried Lu Changan and approached the territory of the Weidao League.

The nearest Xiuxian country is Jing State. After passing Jing State, it is the homeland of Liang State.

Lu Changan rode the black water turtle all the way, practicing and enjoying at the same time, and occasionally calculated the good and bad luck of the future.

Since returning to Daqing, the feedback of good and bad luck has been normal, with basically no fluctuations.

After all, there are no Yuanying great cultivators in Daqing, and there are very few who threaten Lu Changan.

As long as he does not take risks and is ambushed by the leader of the middle Yuanying, his life will not be in danger.

"A good fortune, meeting old friends on the road, auspicious hexagram."

As soon as he arrived at the border of Weidao League, Lu Changan nodded and smiled after fortune-telling.

The auspicious hexagram may be related to meeting old friends.

If he hides his identity and travels in other ways, he may not have this hexagram.

Lu Changan has expectations and does not change his itinerary plan.

Half a day later.

Lu Changan entered the border of Weidao League and Jing State.

The patrol team found on the road was all dressed in the clothes of the Beast King Valley.

Lu Changan can avoid it in advance.

However, there are many hawks and birds in the sky, and the beasts and insects on the ground cannot be completely eliminated.

The borders of Jing State are all controlled by the forces of the Beast King Valley, and Lu Changan has known this from intelligence.

But the same reason applies. The borders are vast, and the manpower and material resources are limited. The Beast King Valley cannot block them absolutely.

Moreover, the north of Jing State is the Black Mist Mountains, which can be detoured to a certain extent.

"There is still a thousand miles to enter Jing State and the territory of the Weidao League."

Lu Changan perked up and strengthened his senses.

At this time, more Beast King Valley monks appeared a hundred miles ahead, with the aura of more than one Jindan monk.

Lu Changan knew that he could not avoid it, and the aura of the black water turtle's escape light had long been monitored by the spiritual birds and insects of the Beast King Valley.

Because the black water turtle had a high level of cultivation, comparable to the late Jindan stage, the beastmaster behind it did not dare to take action.

…

Lu Changan's spiritual sense swept over and found that the team of monks from the Beast King Valley was surrounding a third-level medium-sized Chamber of Commerce flying boat.

The formation restriction on the flying boat was broken, and the Chamber of Commerce monks in the boat screamed and begged for mercy one after another.

A third-level black eagle spiritual bird spread its wings for seven or eight feet, blowing up a black gale, covering and binding the third-level flying boat, unable to escape.

"Fairy Zhu! Please give us some leniency. Feiyan Chamber of Commerce has been paying tribute to Huang Zhenren from Guigu in the past few years..."

The Zhendan monk who was in charge of the Chamber of Commerce's flying boat was a sixty-year-old man in simple clothes. The black shield magic weapon surrounding him was dim and had several cracks.

On the side of the Beast King Valley, there were two more Zhendan monks, one male and one female.

The man was handsome, dressed in a brocade robe, with a slightly feminine temperament, and was in the early stage of Jindan cultivation.

He led two Fake Dan Zhenren, ten foundation-building monks, and joined forces with the third-level black eagle to break through the Chamber of Commerce's flying boat.

The other female Zhenren, about 27 or 28 years old, wore a golden step-shaking on her head and a gorgeous silver white palace dress. She had a delicate face and eyebrows, bright and smooth skin, and a kind of elegant and extraordinary temperament.

This female Zhenren, whose cultivation reached the middle stage of Jindan, sat in an ancient fragrant carriage and had not yet made a move.

She was the Fairy Zhu that the old man of the Chamber of Commerce begged for.

"The Weidao League signed a trade agreement with the Beast King Valley. The immortal cultivation materials of your three countries can only be traded with the designated trade areas of the Beast King Valley."

"The rest of the routes are all smuggling and can be beheaded on the spot!"

Zhu Yuting's eyes were clear, her pretty face was frost-like, and her voice was full of decisive killing intent.

"Fairy Zhu, we are willing to offer all the goods..."

The sixty-year-old man of the Chamber of Commerce screamed before he finished speaking, and his protective magic shield was torn by the claws of the black eagle.

His figure fell with the flying boat.

"Haha, if I kill you, it will be more convenient for us to deal with the goods on the flying boat at will."

The handsome man in brocade clothes sneered, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

"It's their bad luck. Now that the Seven Nations League is about to go to war, we in the Beast King Valley need to cooperate with our fellow saints and strengthen our vigilance."

A team of cultivators from the Beast King Valley controlled many spiritual birds and beasts to kill the remaining fake Dan Zhenren and several foundation-building cultivators.

Under the lock of the third-order black eagle, these people had no way to escape.

"Master Zhu, the beastmaster on alert nearby reported that there was a third-order late-stage turtle and an unknown high-level cultivator passing by us and trying to enter the territory of Jing State."

At this time, a fake Dan master reported.

"Third-order late-stage turtle?"

Zhu Yuting, who was sitting on the carriage, had a slightly changed expression and became solemn.

If she had known about the third-order turtle a hundred years ago, she would immediately think of a certain figure.

After joining the Beast King Valley for so many years and practicing under the command of the Yuanying elder, she had seen a lot.

She had seen a few spirit turtles in the Beast King Valley camp.

After so many years, that person disappeared in the Daqing East Region, but Zhu Yuting would not be so sensitive and contact him immediately.

"Master Zhu, should we stop the person coming?"

The fake Dan master asked.

Zhu Yuting's thoughts raced. If it was just a late Jindan battle force, she thought that with the protection methods given by the Yuanying elders, she could fight against him for a while with the Jindan real people and spiritual birds present.

However, the third-level big turtle still had a master. Excluding those top-level second-generation immortals, it would not be worse than a spiritual pet.

"Xie Wuhen, you keep your distance and negotiate with the visitor to try to delay time. This real person has contacted the Black Feather Real Lord and will arrive soon."

Zhu Yuting quickly issued an order to let all the cultivators in the nearby Beast King Valley be on guard.

"Wuhen obeys your command."

Xie Wuhen saluted respectfully and was relieved to learn that "Black Feather Real Lord" was coming.

This real person was famous for his speed in the Beast King Valley.

And Zhu Yuting was taken in as a concubine by Black Feather Real Lord because of her Jindan cultivation and beautiful appearance.

Xie Wuhen, a member of the Xie family of Tianluo Sect who did not migrate in the Weidao League, defected to the Beast King Valley early.

Later, under the recommendation of Zhu Yuting, he became an outer member of the lineage of True Lord Hei Yu.

…

Wow!

The huge aura of the late third-stage turtle has already approached fifty or sixty miles.

The cultivators in the surrounding Beast King Valley felt invisible oppression and were uneasy.

The team of cultivators and many spirit pets chasing the remaining Chamber of Commerce stopped their steps at the same time and looked up at the dark green turtle in the clouds that was pulling the water waves.

If there was no order from the real person, they would have been defeated and fled in the face of the spirit turtle comparable to the late Jindan stage.

"Beast King Valley is enforcing the law here. If any cultivator passes by, please report your name."

Xie Wuhen stepped on the flying magic weapon, kept a distance, and looked at the owner of the turtle.

It was a man in a white robe, with a gentle face and a handsome look. His tied-up black hair was mixed with a few strands of silver.

He looked young at first glance, about twenty years old, with deep and boundless eyes, and a handsome and lofty demeanor.

"It looks like a black water turtle?"

"It looks slightly different, and the aura is not right, it has surpassed the earth-grade bloodline."

The nearby Beast King Valley monks were as if they were facing a great enemy, and there were many animal trainers among them, who were attracted by the big turtle.

"Black water turtle! It turned out to be him——"

Zhu Yuting, who was sitting on the carriage at the back, had her pupils constricted, her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but panic.

How could Zhu Yuting not panic?

Back then, she was bribed by the Beast King Valley and sneaked into the Jinyun Valley as a guest elder, providing Lu Changan with inducing information so that he would fall into the trap set by the Peacock Saint's grandfather "Ten Thousand Cranes True Lord".

She exposed her identity as an insider for this.

But he didn't expect that the ambush and killing by Master Wanhe at such a great cost only killed a puppet disguise with a similar aura.

"With our manpower, we are definitely not the opponent of Lu Wugui."

Zhu Yuting took a deep breath, restrained her magic power, and prepared to withdraw quietly without attracting the attention of the other party.

She knew the inside story. Master Wugui's strength was very hidden. He had defeated the Peacock Saint in the past.

Now with the addition of a third-stage late-stage black water turtle, his strength is even more terrifying.

"You dare to interrogate this Master with just an early stage of Jindan?"

Lu Chang'an sat on the big turtle, his face calm, looking at the cautious and alert young man in brocade clothes in the distance, and felt that this person looked familiar, a bit like Xia Wenyue's heartless father "Xie Wuji".

"True... Master?"

Xie Wuhen was slightly startled when he heard this person call himself.

He soon realized that he could not tell the reality of the other party's magic power at all, as if it was a bottomless black hole.

Such a strange phenomenon, combined with the third-stage late-stage black water turtle as a mount, the answer is self-evident.

In an instant.

Xie Wuhen's throat was dry, his brain was blank for a short time, and a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, as if he had fallen into the Nine Layers of Ice Prison in an instant.

"You look a bit like someone that this True Lord once hated."

Lu Changan looked at this person and made a slight calculation.

"What is your relationship with Xie Wuji?"

"Junior..."

Xie Wuhen's handsome face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He hesitated.

"Forget it, it's not important."

As soon as the voice fell, the man in white on the big turtle flicked his fingers casually.

A piece of changing green leaves seemed to pass slowly.

Xie Wuhen felt that he could resist and sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, but his consciousness was instantly shaken.

Puff!

Xie Wuhen's head had a flat blood mark from top to bottom, splitting it in half.

A faint scream of unwillingness came from the void, and Xie Wuhen's fallen body was already lifeless.

…

The scene of Xie Wuhen's instant death made the cultivators of the Beast King Valley shudder.

"Run!"

"This person is the enemy's True Lord!"

After a short silence, the cultivators of the Beast King Valley were scared to death.

Zhu Yuting, who was originally evacuating quietly, was caught off guard and was in a state of shock.

"What! That Lu Turtle became a True Lord of the Nascent Soul——"

Zhu Yuting's pretty face was pale, her heart was pounding, and she could not accept it subjectively.

However, Lu Changan killed Xie Wuhen, who was in the early stage of Jindan, in a blink of an eye, like killing an ant.

Even if it was in the late stage of Jindan, it would not be easy to do this.

Zhu Yuting didn't care about so much, and drove the escape light with all her strength, escaping the fastest, leaving all the other cultivators of the Beast King Valley behind.

This woman had the highest cultivation level, and her escape light was obvious, so she was naturally noticed by Lu Changan.

"Haha! It's Fairy Zhu. Seeing an old friend, why don't you stay and chat with me?"

Lu Chang'an sat on the big turtle, chatting and laughing, gentle and elegant, without any killing intent.

He didn't need to chase her personally, the black water turtle's escape light and water waves easily closed the distance with this woman.

Chi chi!

A series of dark water light arrows about a foot long passed through the void, automatically tracking and piercing the desperately fleeing Beast King Valley monks.

The Beast King Valley monks and spirit pets and birds visible in the field of vision had blood holes bursting in their chests, and fell to the ground and died one after another.

The three surviving Chamber of Commerce monks were not attacked and looked at this scene in a daze.

"Black Water Turtle... Changqing Zhenren..."

One of the elderly foundation-building elders looked at the white-clothed figure on the black water turtle and confirmed the other party's identity from his long-lost memory.

"It turned out to be him! A legendary figure in Liang State's casual cultivation world, he once hibernated in Jing State to form a pill, leaving behind traces that can be verified."

The middle-aged man next to him suddenly realized.

The two of them couldn't believe that the turtle master and Changqing master were once famous for their greed for life and running away.

After returning a hundred years later, he actually became a Yuanying Zhenjun, standing above all the sentient beings in the world of cultivation.

"This is the power of a Zhenjun."

The youngest foundation-building cultivator among the survivors, a young man in black, muttered to himself.

He looked at the white-clothed man on the Xuanshui giant turtle, with yearning and respect in his eyes.

"Congratulations to Master Lu, returning home in glory."

The black-clothed youth suddenly had an idea, mustered up his courage, and bowed to the white-clothed figure on the black-water turtle.

"Brother Lu, please don't offend me..."

"How can we call Master Lu casually when we are just at the foundation-building stage!"

The old man at the foundation-building stage and the middle-aged man at the fake pill stage were shocked, and they wanted to hold the black-clothed youth down.

The old Yuanying monster, with an unpredictable temperament, just killed the magic master at the early stage of the pill-forming stage because of a disagreement.

The black-water turtle in the distance rode the wind and waves, and its speed did not slow down.

It seemed that the distance was far, and the voice of the black-clothed youth was not heard.

The Master Lu stood with his hands behind his back, and did not look back.

Suddenly, a hearty laugh reached the ears of the three survivors:

"Haha! I have returned to the Great Qing East Region, and you are the first person to congratulate me by calling me Master Lu. Look at the reward!"

Then Master Lu on the big turtle waved his sleeves lightly.

Whoosh!

A leather bag containing spirit stones and a jade bottle of elixir flew through the air and landed in the hands of the black-clothed young man named Lu.

"Thank you, Master Lu."

The black-clothed young man took the leather bag, excited and ecstatic, and immediately bowed to thank him.

The old man who was building the foundation and the middle-aged man who was making fake elixirs beside him could not help but feel jealous and regretful.

The gift from Master Lu is a great opportunity for ordinary cultivators, and may even become a life-saving golden talisman.

"Congratulations to Master Lu..."

The two knelt down to congratulate him, with great emotion, but no reward was given in response.