Lu Changan knew what happened to Qifeng and changed the topic:

"How is your Aunt Guan doing?"

Guan Qiaozhi left Xiaoguifeng thirty-three years ago. She was seventy-five years old at the time and had no hope of practicing spiritual practice. She was gradually getting older and losing color.

Lu Chang'an once judged that Guan Qiaozhi was well maintained and had no fights. If there were no accidents, her lifespan would be close to the upper limit of the Qi refining period.

"Over the years, Aunt Guan has settled in a mountain villa in Morton and adopted some orphans. The place has beautiful scenery, is self-sufficient, and has no competition with the world..."

Telling about Guan Qiaozhi's situation, Qi Feng, a young and strong man, showed a trace of warmth in his eyes.

Guan Qiaozhi first appeared as his immortal guide, and the subsequent care and guidance he gave her was equivalent to half a mentor.

He also treated Aunt Guan as a foster mother.

"It's not bad to take care of yourself in the secular world."

Lu Changan said to himself.

Immortal cultivators can live a very comfortable life in the ordinary world as long as they keep a low profile and don't cause trouble.

During the Immortal War, some monks would choose to hide in the mortal world to avoid death.

There are pros and cons to this choice.

In an ordinary place, there are no spiritual veins to supply cultivation, and the energy of the mortal world is too heavy.

After staying for a long time, the cultivation of immortals will stagnate, and they may even sail against the current and retreat if they don't advance.

The higher the realm of monks, the greater the gap will be when they stay in the secular world.

Therefore, ordinary places are only suitable for low-level Qi Refining monks to take refuge, and the time cannot be too long.

It is normal for the war of cultivating immortals to last for ten or twenty years.

Qi refining monks have a short lifespan. If they delay ten or eight years in their golden age, they will be destined to miss foundation building in this life.

Besides, hiding in the world is not necessarily safe.

Immortal cultivation sects have many means to sense the fluctuations of monks' mana.

It can only be avoided unless there is a clever method of concentrating Qi.

Of course, the war in the realm of immortals in Liang was far from reaching the end of the road, so that people would go to the secular world to capture young men.

The quality of low-level monks hiding in the secular world is worrying.

Currently, the Liang Guo sect is targeting spiritual vein dojos in various places.

Large and small immortal cultivating forces, such as families, immortal cities, and chambers of commerce, are indispensable for spiritual vein dojos.

A monk cannot escape from the temple if he runs away.

Especially for the kind of immortal cultivating family that is connected by blood and has a family and a family, they can only help others honestly.

…

"Chiffon, what are your plans next?"

"Junior, recover from your injuries and then..."

Qi Feng hesitated and hesitated, feeling unspeakably confused.

Xiaoguifeng is just a temporary haven.

The Liang Kingdom fell into a war of cultivating immortals. As a wanted young Qi-refining monk, he was wandering abroad with no place to establish himself.

You can only go with the flow and live or die depending on your fate.

Lu Changan said: "Little Guifeng is short of a mountain guard who does errands. Are you willing to stay and work as a coolie?"

"Stay in Xiaoguifeng to do odd jobs?"

Qi Feng was startled for a moment, then he knelt down and thanked her ecstatically.

"Junior is willing! Qi Feng will always remember Grandpa Lu's kindness in taking you in!"

When he first entered Xiaogui Peak, he seemed to have stepped into a pure land uncontested by the world, protected by spiritual animals and picturesque scenery.

Deep down in Qi Feng's heart, he longed for such a spiritual dojo, but he did not dare to have any undue thoughts.

Aunt Guan didn't allow him to come to Little Guifeng easily, obviously she didn't want to bother this ancestor who was in the foundation building stage.

"It is an opportunity for you to practice the "Yuanyuan Jing" left by Lu and embark on the path of immortality."

Lu Changan raised his hand to signal him to get up.

A hundred years ago, he inherited the kindness of his adoptive father and left the "Yuanyuan Sutra" in the Nujiang Gang, leaving a legacy for his descendants.

Plus Guan Qiaozhi’s relationship.

Thinking of two old relationships, Lu Changan made an exception and took Qifeng in.

"Qi Feng, you have cultivated to the eighth level of Qi Refining, have you ever used level-breaking elixirs?"

Lu Changan asked about his cultivation status.

"No." Chiffon replied honestly.

Lu Changan saw that his foundation was solid and nodded with satisfaction.

"You can take these bottles of elixirs and use them first. Later, if you have anything you don't understand about your cultivation, you can ask me for advice."

"Thank you Grandpa Lu for the gift."

Qi Feng suppressed the surprise and excitement in his heart and bowed to take the elixir.

Being able to practice in a second-level spiritual pulse dojo with the guidance of an expert in the late stage of foundation building is a dream opportunity for him who has experienced a difficult career as a casual practitioner.

The elixir given by Lu Changan came from a part left over from previous alchemy training, and the quality was of decent quality.

Nowadays, the world of immortals in Liang Kingdom is caught in a war, and he has plans to escape to a foreign country.

During the transition period, Lu Changan didn't mind mentioning his adoptive father's descendants.

…

Qi Feng walked out of the cave and took a deep breath of the fresh air on the top of the mountain.

The pure spiritual energy of the second-level spiritual pulse dojo made him feel relaxed and happy, and the mana in his body circulated a little more smoothly.

"Sister Lan."

Before the injury healed, Qi Feng took the initiative to find the maid Lan Rou to learn about the affairs on the mountain.

There is only one maid on the mountain, so the manpower is actually not enough.

Fortunately, there are spiritual pets and puppets on the mountain who take on most of the labor work.

After discussing for a while, the two clarified their division of labor.

"Nowadays, the world outside is not peaceful. You are responsible for guarding the mountain, helping the master run errands, and sharing some chores on the mountain."

"No problem, I used to be a bodyguard."

Qi Feng feels more cordial as he returns to his old profession.

In addition to his rich combat experience, he does not have any good skills.

The time spent chatting between the two.

A second-level flying boat, carrying three monks, headed straight for Little Turtle Peak.

Standing at the bow of the boat is a bearded man, about thirty or forty years old, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

Behind him, there were two Qi Refining monks, a man and a woman, who were on the eighth and ninth levels of Qi Refining respectively.

"The sect inspects the monks!"

Qi Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately recognized the two sect qi-refining monks, a man and a woman, who had hunted him down not long ago.

The sect man and woman saw Qi Feng and communicated in a low voice with the bearded man in the foundation building stage.

The bearded man glanced lightly.

Qi Feng was so flustered that he did not dare to look directly at the sect's foundation-building expert.

He was about to go to the cave to report, when Lan Rou's soft and pleasant voice, neither humble nor overbearing, came to his ears:

"Senior Liu, my master has informed me that I would like you to go to my house and have a chat with me."

"Can you please Miss Blue, please lead the way?"

The long-bearded man showed a kind smile, and was received by Lan Rou before entering the Little Guifeng Cave.

During this time, Qi Feng never glanced at him again.

After Qi Feng regained his composure, he noticed two details.

The sect's foundation-building monks came in person, but Grandpa Lu did not come out to greet them in person.

Moreover, the Ji-building monk surnamed Liu was quite polite to Lan Rou, a maid.

Outside the cave.
To be continued...