Duan Lao told Lu Changan that this person has a good talent in alchemy and hopes to pay attention to him.

"Niu Jie?"

Lu Changan feels weird. Remember this person's name.

Master Lihuo lived for seven to eight hundred years, and his original name was "Duan Daniu", which few people in the world know.

Duanlao's surname is derived from the pseudonym "Duan".

Niu Jie's cattle should be similar.

After living in anonymity for hundreds of years, those who pry into the legacy left by Master Lihuo can almost stop.

"If Master Xu can train a third-level alchemist for me, the third-level dojo in Shanshui Manor can be transferred to you at a cheap price."

Before leaving, Duan Lao made a message and promised.

Lu Changan smiled and didn't care much about such flattering words.

This small third-level spiritual vein is useful to him now, but when he reaches the mid-to-late stage of pill formation and adds the Xuan Shui Turtle, it won't be enough.

Cultivating and improving spiritual veins is extremely slow and requires hundreds or thousands of years of investment. It cannot be accomplished by several generations of monks.

If you want to be fast, you have to rob the spiritual veins of other forces and move them to cultivate them, and you have to have a skilled formation pulse master.

…

That night.

Duan Lao, dressed in a broad robe, appeared on the third floor of Qizhen Building in Heyuanfang City.

"I've met grandma."

Duan Lao faced the wrinkled silver-haired old woman and bowed respectfully.

According to seniority, Granny Yun is her grandmother.

In fact, Duanlao is similar in age to Granny Yun and is not the latter's descendant.

Granny Yun was the last wife that Master Lihuo married during his Nascent Soul stage, and she was also the youngest Taoist companion.

Most of the other Taoist wives and concubines were married by building foundations and forming elixirs, and most of them have passed away.

"That Mr. Xu, are you still at ease?"

Granny Yun signaled him to excuse herself, but the latter stood respectfully and refused to sit down.

"People who have been initially approved by grandma will naturally feel at ease. Master Xu was once intercepted and killed in Scorpio Desert City. He was impoverished, humble and easy-going. Judging from his words, deeds and temperament, he must be an elegant gentleman."

Duanlao paused and added:

"However, when my grandson met Xu Zhenren twice, there was no such feeling of rapport and intimacy."

"oh?"

Grandma Yun still had unanswered questions.

She and Yun Ling had similar feelings, but Duan Lao, as the grandson of Zhenren Lihuo, did not.

You know, Yun Ling is two generations younger than Duan Lao.

It can be speculated from this that the feeling of rapport may not necessarily be a relationship with Zhenren Lihuo.

"Is it related to the Yun family?"

Grandma Yun thought to herself.

Yun Yan and Yun Ling both have Yun family blood.

Yun Ling looks a bit like Yun Yan when she was young.

Coupled with her talent in drawing talismans, Granny Yun trained Yun Ling as an elite.

"Perhaps it's because Zhenren Xu practices the exercises and has an elegant temperament that easily gives a good impression to female cultivators."

Duan Lao speculated.

"Um."

Grandma Yun nodded, but did not express her true thoughts.

Naturally, the two of them did not understand the cause-and-effect relationship.

Duan Lao is just one of the many descendants of Master Lihuo, and the bond is not that deep.

Although Yun Ling is of lower generation and farther apart, she is also the reincarnation of Guan Qiaozhi and has a close relationship with Lu Changan.

Granny Yun is the last Taoist wife of Master Lihuo. Her relationship is deep and her bond is second only to Yun Ling.

"Grandma, that traitor from Fang Town arrived at Gutian City this year and may have traced the clues."

"Although the other two have third-level puppets and third-level spiritual beasts as trump cards, they do not have real elixirs. Once they are targeted by this kid, it will be extremely dangerous. My grandson must go over there as soon as possible, keep an eye on them secretly, and beware of that thief."

Upon hearing the name "Fangzhen", Granny Yun showed fear.

She faked her death and escaped, but was discovered by Fang Zhen, the elder of the inner sect, who led his men to sneak attack her and seriously injured her.

Fang Zhen was once the deputy head of the Lihuo Palace Law Enforcement Hall, and he was very thoughtful.

In the middle stage of pill formation and the early stage of the attack, there were many people. Yun Yan relied on the trump card given by her husband to injure the thief and narrowly escaped death.

"Be careful and don't expose your whereabouts."

Grandma Yun ordered.

"Grandma, don't worry. Now that Master Xu is in charge of Shanshui Manor, my grandson will have more time and energy to deal with..."

…

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

Lu Changan was at ease in Shanshui Manor, practicing leisurely without being disturbed by the outside world.

The eldest grandson is very relieved about him, but he hasn't come back in the past three years?

Shanshui Manor seems to have become Lu Changan's private monastery.

The down-and-out Xu Zhenren integrated into the Heyuan Oasis and became a homeowner.

On the oasis, there are fewer and fewer forces and monks paying attention to Lu Changan.

However, the "Wanhua Chamber of Commerce" in the Heyuan Oasis had some prejudices against Lu Changan's rejection.

This chamber of commerce controls nearly half of the spiritual trees, herbs, and alchemy materials in the oasis.

Lu Changan could not buy those rare alchemy materials through the channels of this chamber of commerce, nor could he enjoy any discounts on normal supplies.

Perhaps this is Wanhua Chamber of Commerce's alternative way of suppressing Lu Changan's rejection.

This restriction is of little significance to Lu Changan.

Alchemist is not his major in cultivating immortals, and he even ranks at the bottom among several existing skills.

Moreover, Lu Changan came over from Liang State and purchased a lot of medicinal herbs that were scarce here.

"Blastoise, if you keep messing around, I'll ignore you."

In Shanshui Manor, a girl's voice sounded like silver bells in the wind from the pool.

A water arrow turtle that was about 10 feet wide sprayed water jets onto the girl in the blue dress with starry eyes and white teeth.

Yun Ling's nose was wrinkled, her pink face was filled with anger, her hair was wet, and her long skirt was soaked, outlining her exquisite undulating curves.

Puff!

The water arrow turtle swam to Yun Ling's feet, spitting out bubbles, and sweetly comforted and apologized.

Yun Ling snorted softly, stretched out her white jade feet like tender lotus roots, and kicked it.

The water arrow turtle had rough skin and thick flesh and was not afraid of pain. It stretched out its head in a flattering manner and rubbed the girl's feet.

"It's so itchy, please be gentle, the point is..."

Yun Ling giggled, her eyes sparkling, she pursed her pink lips, held up her wet long skirt, and slumped down on the thick turtle back.

"Sister, stop making trouble, girls' families must know etiquette and sense of shame..."

In the waterside corridor, Yunhao, who had been promoted to the foundation building stage, touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

He secretly cursed that he was just a middle-grade water arrow turtle, which was rare in the desert.

For some reason, when Yun Ling saw this water arrow turtle for the first time, she fell in love with it and was filled with motherly love.

The Water Arrow Turtle also fell in love with her at first sight.

The first time I visited Shanshui Manor was to seek elixirs and add rare treasures to the store.

Later, in order to meet the Blastoise, Yun Ling took the initiative to help Mr. Xu run errands and do odd jobs.

The current water arrow turtle is naturally a black water turtle that can change its shape, similar to the human disguise technique.

In order to meet Yun Ling.

Xuan Shui Turtle unexpectedly changed from laziness to working hard and mastered the art of shape-shifting a year ago.
To be continued...