Wu Qi Mountain is only a few hundred miles away from the "Fox Valley", the high-grade spiritual vein place that Lu Changan had set his sights on a few days ago.

It is located in the northwest of the central part of Liang Kingdom, not far from Huanglong Fairy City, Jinyun Valley, Royal Beast Zhou Family, and Feiyue Lake.

Lu Changan is naturally satisfied with the geographical location.

The second-level mid-grade spiritual vein meets his requirements.

For the specific situation, Lu Changan still has to conduct on-site inspections.

Before Zhang Tieshan left, he left a letter of recommendation to Lu Changan.

This is the role of sect connections.

The world of immortal cultivation is so large that it would be difficult for ordinary monks to have timely access to this kind of resource information.

…

In the blink of an eye, Lu Changan stayed in Feiyue Lake for another two months.

During this period, in addition to giving guidance to Mu Bingyun and Mu Ershun, Lu Changan devoted more energy to studying the puppet inheritance.

Using the existing materials, Lu Changan reluctantly refined a first-level low-grade humanoid puppet.

This humanoid puppet had many patches all over its body, and was in tatters and unsightly.

Its combat power can only bully mortals.

Even so, Lu Changan's puppet talent is quite good.

He learned puppetry in less than three months.

Now, step into the door of the first-level puppet master.

Lu Changan's alchemy skills have been studied for decades and are still at the first level.

…

After becoming a first-level puppet master, Lu Changan stopped staying and said goodbye to the Mu family.

"Brother, take care!"

With moist eyes, Li Erqing sent his son Mu Ershun out of Feiyue Lake all the way.

"There is no need to give it away anymore. You and I are both foundation-building monks. Time has passed and we will still get together in the future."

Lu Changan waved his hand, stepped on the flying boat, and rode away in the wind.

Flying into the sky, Lu Changan glanced at the bushes in the distance.

In the bush.

A girl in a green dress with starry eyes and white teeth, a face as clear as snow, silently watched the young man in white robe go away.

"Uncle Lu, take care along the way."

Mu Bingyun pursed her red lips, and a hint of confusion and loss appeared between her lonely eyebrows.

Just two or three months.

The man in white, who seemed to have accumulated time, was indifferent and peaceful, and left a deep impression on her heart.

Mu Bingyun recalled what her master had said about this man: "He was different from men of the same age at that time."

Get along during this time.

In Lu Changan, Mu Bingyun didn't feel the old age of any elderly person, and the old spirit of the foundation-building ancestor was profound.

On the contrary, this Uncle Lu is like her close friend of the same age, no matter in appearance, body, or mentality and temperament, making people feel calm, comfortable, and pleasing to the eye.

His demeanor in conversation is beyond the level of young people.

"Master, if you had not chosen to stay in the family, would the outcome have been different?"

…

Lu Changan went all the way east.

In the next two months, we will investigate those spiritual pulse dojos that are available for rent and sale.

Most of them are unsatisfactory.

There is a small second-level spiritual vein, the price is cheap, but the location is relatively remote, there are no immortal cultivating families and markets around, and it is a little far away from Huanglong Immortal City.

This day.

Lu Changan approached the hinterland of Liang State and arrived at the "Wu Qi Mountain" recommended by Zhang Tieshan.

"A small to medium-sized second-order mid-grade spiritual vein."

Lu Changan looked at the misty mountains in front of him and felt the rich spiritual energy underground.

In its central area, there are three peaks arranged in a pin character.

Lu Changan passed through the clouds and mist, entered the beautiful Wuqi Mountain, and went straight to the three main peaks in the central area.

Whoosh!

On the other side of Wuqi Mountain, a sturdy man with a beard flew close to him on an iron leaf boat.

He is a monk in the early stages of foundation building.

"It's him?"

Lu Changan took a look and felt familiar, and quickly remembered who it was.

"In Xiagu Lai, I am a second-level middle-grade weapon refiner. What do you call this fellow Taoist?"
Chapter completed!