Chapter 113: The Method of Warmth
"It's not poison, it's just a natural blend of herbs that promotes the consumption of vitality and incidentally has a hypnotic effect."
Without acknowledging his identity, the big man with the buckled hat and stoutness slowly opened his mouth.
After the repeated pulls of Fei Yue Lake, Huang Tan Kong's energy was greatly depleted.
Together with this mixture of herbs, Huang Tankong had already lost his battle power.
Even if he wanted to perform a secret technique, there was nothing left to squeeze out of this body, and his mana had also drained away.
"Please...... spare the Huang family, everything was a personal action of the old immortal."
Huang Tankong's voice was hard and pleaded.
His consciousness almost fell into a blur.
Lu Chang'an left the other party breathing in order to find out a certain truth.
He transmitted his voice, "Fellow Daoist Huang, you are nearing the end of your lifespan, Mister Lu originally didn't want to deal with you."
"In order to force Mister Lu to show up, your Huang Family sent someone to attack and kill Mu Bing Yun, is that not a bit too much?"
"No...... no...... my Huang family, did not do this matter!"
Huang Tankong, when he was dying, finished his last sentence and closed his eyes.
In Lu Changan's Divine Sense lock, this withered and thin body, quickly snapped out of life.
Lu Chang'an practiced Evergreen Kung Fu, he was very sensitive to vitality, and his divine sense was strong, so he couldn't hide the means of faking death from him.
"Not the Huang family?"
Lu Changan believed in Huang Tankong's words before he died.
Mu Bing Yun was attacked and killed at that time, and Lu Chang'an thought deeply about it afterward and felt that something was not right.
From Huang Tankong's perspective, he was secretly squatting, Lu Chang'an was unaware of it, or at least could not be sure.
The ambush itself depends on luck.
If he didn't squat on the target, Lu Chang'an didn't know about it and didn't completely fall to the Mu family.
Lu Chang'an doesn't necessarily pay attention to Mu Bing Yun.
If he did and didn't get the target, the Maple Leaf Huang Family would have another Foundation Establishment enemy in the future.
If not the Huang family, then who?
Lu Changan didn't have any idea for the time being.
Because once the Huang Family collapses, the neighboring Immortal Cultivation Families will basically be able to profit.
......
Lu Chang'an took one last look at Huang Tankong's corpse, but he didn't want to go up and kick it.
Leave this man's body intact. Huang Tankong apparently died of natural causes.
There were no traces of fighting at the scene, and no poison was used.
The natural mixture of herbs used previously will naturally evaporate in the human body and the night breeze.
There is one good thing about this ending:
The few people in the core of the Huang family who knew about the case only confirmed that Huang Changling died an unnatural death.
Not so much as to link the deaths of the two Tsukiji to a single murderer.
In fact, the Maple Leaf Huang Clan only has one Foundation Establishment female cultivator left, who is unable to protect herself, and is hardly a threat to speak of.
Lu Chang'an did this only to stabilize his hand in a natural way.
Huang Tankong's storage bag, only some pills, an attack weapon, a few miscellaneous items, not much value.
This person is prepared to die together, naturally he will not carry valuables.
Lu Changan simply did not move, leaving a perfect scene of natural death.
In the near future, this approach allowed him to minimize the risk.
......
After eliminating the tracks, Lu Chang'an hid himself in the darkness of the night.
The sky is getting brighter.
Several cultivators came from the Huang Clan, and the leader was a 9th level Qi Refining.
"Uncle Tan!"
"Great Elder!"
Several Huang Clan cultivators grieved and came to Huang Tan Kong's corpse.
After a preliminary autopsy, his clothes were intact and he did not have any scars from the fight, he died of natural old age.
"The two major foundation builders of the Huang family have died, and the clan's soul tags are reacting. The only remaining Foundation Cultivator, 'Huang Yingchun', really doesn't dare to come out."
A few miles away on a hill, Lu Changan paid attention for a moment and quietly left.
......
Two days later, Lu Changan returned to Fei Yue Villa.
Inside the courtyard house, the shadow atmosphere simulated by the Illusory Truth Talisman was still there.
If the Mu family had a mole from the Huang family, the news they got was that Lu Chang'an hadn't left Fei Yue Villa in the past few days.
Ten days later.
Lu Chang'an offered his farewell.
Li Erqing, family head Mu Chengji, Mu Yunfei, Mu Ershun, and others joined in to see him off.
This departure is different.
Lu Chang'an had an extra young girl in a green dress beside him who was as clear and elegant as jade, with a slightly pale complexion.
"Mu Bing Yun was taken away by Elder Lu?"
Among the young cultivators of the Mu Clan who were watching from afar, there were a few who showed reluctance or unwillingness.
The Mu Clan has a wide range of branches, and many clansmen who are not close relatives can voluntarily unite.
Mu Bing Yun, the first beauty of the young generation of Fei Yue Lake, has good qualifications and is also a talisman master.
"Everyone, there is no need to send again."
Lu Changan drove his flying boat and broke into the clouds, leaving behind his last words.
"Lu Mou is now a second-order runic master stationed at Wu Qi Mountain. Fellow Daoists of Lake Fei Yue, the green mountain will not change, please take care."
Upon hearing this, Li Erqing and the Mu Family executives present, their faces changed slightly.
They realized the metaphorical meaning of Lu Changan's words.
At the farther side of the lake.
Willow Pavilion, the top floor.
A veiled woman, whose age and face cannot be seen, gazes at the flying boat in the sky.
She surveys the vaguely white-clad young man.
Finally, she looks at the young girl in green dress behind her with something in her eyes.
In a trance, her mind seemed to fly into the distance, merging with the slender figure of the green-skirted girl.
......
On the flying boat, Mu Bing Yun looked downcast and silent.
From today onwards, she will leave her native Fei Yue Lake and bid farewell to her family and master.
Looking at the man in white in front of him, who is as serene as an ancient tree, Mu Bing Yun's clear and quiet eyes gradually became firm and calm.
Ten days later.
The flying boat enters the cloudy, misty, fresh air of Wu Qi Mountain and lands on the Little Turtle Peak, one of the three main peaks.
Mu Bing Yun's mind was slightly revitalized, feeling a better aura environment than Moonheart Island.
"Brother Lu, you're back!"
A woman's voice, as clear as a bell, came, carrying seven parts joy and three parts softness.
Guan Qiaozhi, dressed in a beige colored jacket with a pure face, greeted her.
Behind her was a basket-sized spirit turtle, as if it were a silly and cute follower, sucking at the heels of the young girl's feet under the hem of her skirt, unceasingly.
"And this girl is?"
Guan Qiaozhi was stunned for a moment when she saw Mu Bing Yun.
The green dress in front of the girl, double moth knit emerald eyebrows, snow face like open lotus, eyes and eyebrows with a slight sense of loneliness. Its face temperament, Guan Qiaozhi rare in life, only when the foundation stage of the Zhao Fairy, can be slightly better than half.
Guan Qiaozhi stunning at the same time, a sense of crisis.
"This is my late disciple, Mu Bing Yun."
Lu Chang'an introduced both parties.
"So it's Miss Mu, please take your seat and treat this place as your home."
Guan Qiaozhi warmly entertained as half a hostess.
"Thank you Aunt Guan."
Mu Bing Yun curtsied in a formal manner, not wanting to offend Uncle Lu's pillow person.
Aunt Guan?
The smile on Guan Qiaozhi's face condensed, her chest rose and fell, secretly furious: "How dare you taunt me about my old age?"
"The two of you, you can speak as equals on weekdays."
Lu Changan could see Guan Qiaozhi's mind.
In the early years, he and Daoist Guan were actually both teachers and friends.
Guan Qiaozhi was a few dozen years younger than him, and the age difference between them was even greater than that between fathers and daughters.
Of course, Mu Bing Yun is even younger, less than 30 years old, according to the generation is Mu Xiu Yun's niece.
"Equal in terms of generation?"
Guan Qiaozhi thought about it briefly and her mood got worse.
Could it be that Brother Lu is preparing to take Mu Bing Yun as his concubine, so he is proposing to talk about equal generations?
On that day, Guan Qiaozhi prepared a meal of spiritual food to welcome Mu Bingyun to Little Turtle Peak.
Mu Bing Yun chose a room in the cave and settled down in Little Turtle Peak.
......
Three days later, Lu Chang'an formulated a plan to repair Mu Bing Yun's foundation.
In addition to the Evergreen Kung Fu's secret treatment, there was also a toning medicinal soup from his previous life.
The medicinal soup may be slightly effective as a front, but it can't repair the damaged foundation.
"Uncle Lu."
Mu Bing Yun walked into the pharmacy, ready to receive warmth and conditioning.
Inside the pharmacy, in addition to some commonly used medicinal herbs in stock, there was also a soft bed.
"Drink this bowl of medicinal soup, then lie flat on the bed."
Lu Chang'an commanded.
"Uh-huh."
Mu Bing Yun drank the tonic medicinal soup, lifted her skirt and lay on the soft bed.
Beforehand, Lu Chang'an gave her a jade cylinder with a message about the process of tempering.
On the couch, Mu Bing Yun has a slender figure, willow waist, slender curve, with cold white skin, as if a natural carving of ice jade.
While the medicinal soup just into the belly.
Lu Changan stretched out his white palm and stuck it on her abdomen.
Now that he is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he doesn't have to stick his hand against his skin to treat her like he did back then.
"Relax."
Lying flat Mu Bing Yun eyes closed, long curved eyelashes lightly trembling toggle.
Lu Chang'an's hand through the dress, feel the girl's belly smooth and delicate, light as a green lotus body fragrance lingers in the tip of the nose.
"Okay."
Lu Chang'an just symbolically warmed up for a few moments, casting the Evergreen Secret Technique and consuming a day's worth of longevity.
Mu Bing Yun lifted her skirt and landed on the ground, her head hung low, her pale snowy face, embellished with a slight red.
"
Mu Bing Yun lifted her skirt and landed on the ground. This is......"
Mu Bing Yun calmed her mind, perceived a kind of pale green warmth, containing vitality, seeped into the damaged place of the Dantian, like the nourishment of a mother's fetus.
"How does it feel?" Lu Chang'an asked.
"Very comfortable......"
As soon as Mu Bing Yun's words came out, her snowy face fluttered red, and she changed her words to say, "The discomfort in the Dantian seems to have lessened."
"That's good, in the future every two months warming treatment."
Lu Chang'an said and left the pharmacy.
......
"Can my Evergreen Secret Art be infused into the medicinal soup?"
Returning to the secret room, Lu Chang'an had an idea.
This kind of close warmth is more or less ambiguous and awkward for a lone man and woman.
Especially in the abdomen, it might affect the little girl physically and mentally.
Lu Chang'an immediately made an attempt.
Consuming a few days of his longevity, he performed the Evergreen Secret Technique, incorporating a sprout-like emerald green halo into the medicinal soup.
In his perception, the life force in the medicinal soup, which contained the mysteries of the ages, quickly dissipated and passed away.
It was as if the world's cultivators could not grasp time.
Lu Chang'an shook his head, at least not ordinary soup.
......
One year later, Lu Chang'an reached the age of eighty-four.
On this day, he received a letter from Li Erqing, learning about the situation of the Maple Leaf Huang Family. "There is only one Foundation Establishment left in the Huang Family, and the neighboring forces are stupidly spying on the Bamboo Leaf Mountain Market."
"But half a year ago, the only remaining Foundation Establishment female cultivator of the Huang Family, 'Huang Yingchun', married a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. The Huang Family's industry and the Bamboo Leaf Mountain Market, given a bailout?"
This result was unexpected and reasonable for Lu Changan.
The remaining Foundation of the Huang Family is a beautiful female cultivator.
Female Foundation Establishment cultivators were already scarce in the Immortal Cultivation World, not to mention the fact that they also carried huge assets.
The combination of the two sides must have had some exchange of benefits, the Huang family did not know what price to pay, the details of which are not known to outsiders.
The late stage of Foundation Establishment is a powerful deterrent.
The late stage of each realm from the foundation stage onwards is known as a great cultivator of the same realm.
Representing the great achievers of the generalized realm, they are powerful.
Last time, Lu Changan killed Huang Changling in the early stage of Foundation Establishment with a second-ranked lightning talisman, and his body shield was as good as papier-mâché.
This is equivalent to a spell at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and would be much more powerful if you were to use an extremely high-quality magic weapon.
Lu Chang'an is a little wary of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and is not that easy to deal with.
Avoid going up against it.
Luckily, Lu Chang'an didn't leave any cracks in the Huang family incident, and Huang Tankong ostensibly died a natural death.
The late Foundation Establishment cultivator was merely using a Taoist couple to take refuge in exchange for benefits, and was not a hired hand driven by the Huang family.
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