Xuantian 1: Ancient Xuandongtian

Chapter 118 Huanshui Manor
[-]. The industry of cultivators
Chang Quan told Mu Hanchan that in the initial stage of getting started, the master would not give him any resources such as exercises, treasures, and spells.

However, his status has still been greatly improved.

From then on, he was under Mosheng's sect, with a powerful master.

Identity is one's greatest resource and power.

Ever since, Mu Hanchan bought a manor on a hill in the outer city of Dayan Imperial City.

The manor covers an area of ​​240 mu, among which there are eight rivers, six of which are artificial.The other two, one connects the moat outside the city, and the other connects the waterfall on the mountain outside the city.

The price is 80 taels of gold, and the property right is 240 years.

This is exactly the limit that Mu Hanchan's current cultivation and status can buy.

The property rights of the manor itself are only 60 years.

If purchased with 60-year property rights, it is still 80 taels of gold.

One Jiazi is added to the Ninth Floor of Ningyuan, one Jiazi is added to Yunyangzong, and one Jiazi is added to the registered disciple.

However, if there is no last item, the first two items are invalid.

Therefore, the core is the identity of the registered disciple of Yanmoshan Moshengmen of Yunyangzong, which made Mu Hanchan get an additional 180 years of property rights in vain.

80 taels of gold is equivalent to 80 Lingshi.

Although there are strict exchange restrictions, Mu Hanchan has been granted a leniency by virtue of his status as a registered disciple of the Yanmo Mountain Moshengmen of the Yunyang Sect.

But even so, he still overdrawn his exchange quota for half a year.

But it doesn't really matter much, it can't be exchanged in the capital, but can be exchanged in other places, such as the largest Hanzhou.

It just needs to be exchanged for ten yuan or ten yuan, or even one piece for one piece.

[-]. Fenghong Snow Sculpture

After purchasing his mansion, Mu Hanchan set off to Yunxi Sect to find Lin Mengge.

It turned out that the caves of the immortal cultivators were built by themselves.

The reason why he chose to buy the mansion on the outer city hill of Dayan Imperial City was because he thought that the mountain could be cleaned and repaired, and secondly, it was in the outer city of the capital, which was close to everything.

He has already keenly felt that immortal cultivators below the spirit pill level are closely connected with the mortal world.

So he has to find a way to lay out a little bit and build his own industry.

It is also the source of my contacts and spirit stones.

The third and most important point is that it is convenient to meet and get along with Lin Mengge.

Even the third point is the most important point.It can also be said that for this reason, he specially bought a mansion on the hill outside the capital as a cave.

Mu Hanchan set off from the capital by airboat, and after 14 stops, he finally arrived within the range of Fenghong Mountain.

It was already the cold winter of November.

Mu Hanchan was walking on the mountain path of Fenghong Mountain, but at this time it was snowing heavily again.

"Who's here?" asked the two young men guarding the gate.

A man and a woman are both at the ninth level of condensed essence.

"Yunyangzong, Yanmoshan, the seventh disciple of Mosheng." Mu Hanchan saluted.

When the two heard this, they immediately laughed and said, "So you are fellow Taoist Sanyun, what are you doing here at Fenghong Mountain?"

"I'm looking for someone!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Lin Mengge."

The two were surprised and asked, "Looking for Junior Sister Lin? Who are you, Junior Sister?"

Mu Hanchan thought for a while and said, "My childhood playmate."

"Alright then." So the male cultivator went to report.

But the female cultivator said in surprise: "You have such a good relationship with playmates. You traveled tens of thousands of miles to find her."

I don't know if there is any hidden meaning in it, Mu Hanchan smiled irresolutely, but didn't speak.

After a while, the male cultivator came back and said, "Junior Sister Lin is in retreat, one month and one week left."

"Look, why don't you come back in a week? Because we don't know your identity, mainly because no one has received you, and we can't invite you to the mountain to rest and drink tea," the woman said.

But Mu Hanchan said, "No, I'll just wait here for a week."

"what?"

Both were surprised.

He also said, "That's what you listen to."

So, the two went back again.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Mu Hanchan wanted to sit cross-legged to practice, but I'm afraid it won't work depending on the weather.

I had no choice but to stand up, holding a gun with a green dragon and phoenix pattern, closing my eyes and meditating.

A week passed quickly.

Lin Mengge finally came out, and when she was going out, the two gatekeepers who had been replaced said, "Congratulations, Junior Sister Lin, you have successfully broken through to the eighth layer of Condensed Yuan."

Lin Mengge said: "It's only the eighth floor! It's not the ninth floor, so there's nothing to congratulate."

The gatekeeper monk said: "You are the jewel in the palm of the mountain lord. As long as you reach the ninth floor, you can take the pill at any time and break through to the spirit realm in one fell swoop. I really can't wait for the envy of you."

"No more! Brother." Lin Mengge said.

Suddenly, Lin Mengge seemed to have noticed something, and asked, "Eh? Brother, when did there appear to be more statues on the mountain road?" After finishing speaking, he went to check.

"what?"

Only then did the two people who switched defenses notice.

Due to the heavy snow, the two gatekeepers hid inside and were lazy, and did not stand guard in the snow.

"Wow!"

Lin Mengge said in surprise.

"What's wrong? Junior Sister Lin?"

"This statue is so handsome! Look at the shoulders, the waist, and the straight neck. And the gun next to it, and the standing posture, tsk tsk!" Lin Mengge said.

"Maybe it was done by the Sundries Department in the mountain."

"How come the eyes and face of this statue are also covered by snow?" Lin Mengge was a little puzzled.

Generally speaking, snow only melts when it is heated, and then freezes again, but the statue has no temperature, so naturally there is no snow melting and freezing, so the head, especially the face, should be free of snow.Or should not be fully covered.

"Huh? We don't know either." The gatekeeper replied.

So Lin Mengge stood on tiptoe and curiously wiped off the snow from the statue's face and eyes.

Click!

There seemed to be the sound of fine ice breaking.

Then the snow fell off the face of the statue.

"what?"

When the statue's eyes slowly opened as the snow fell off, Lin Mengge finally saw the statue's face clearly.

"what!"

Lin Mengge yelled, then stayed where she was.

His eyes were full of disbelief.In this unbelievable there is also a great surprise.

"you you?"

Mu Hanchan shook his shoulders, and then shook the green dragon and phoenix spear held in his right hand, showing his original shape.

"I said I would come to you."

"what!"

Lin Mengge jumped up on the spot, then jumped forward and fell into Mu Hanchan's arms.

This pounce even made Mu Hanchan stagger slightly, but he steadied himself.

"Ah! I miss you so much, Mumu. Ah, it's so cool!" Lin Mengge said two sentences in succession.

Mu Hanchan gently stroked Lin Mengge's face with his hands.

"Ah! Your hands are so cold, Mumu."

Lin Mengge first enjoyed the touch, and then protested, but did not avoid it.

He kissed Mu Hanchan's neck again, raised his face and asked, "You must be very cold! How long have you been standing here?"

"One week." Mu Hanchan said.

Lin Mengge pouted and asked dissatisfied: "Then why didn't you go in and find me?"

Mu Hanchan said, "They won't let me in."

"Then why don't you say, you are my fiancé, I don't believe anyone dares to stop you." Lin Mengge hammered Mu Hanchan's chest, his eyes were full of distress, but there was some anger in the distress.

"I, I just think it's not good to be too high-profile for the first time." Mu Hanchan said after thinking for a while.

Lin Mengge said aggrievedly: "Then you just stand in the snow and freeze yourself!" After saying that, tears welled up in his eyes.

"I," Mu Hanchan said, "I'm just afraid of missing you."

Unexpectedly, when Lin Mengge heard it, the tears that were glowing turned into tears and she said with a choked voice, "I will never do this again, do you understand?"

"Fine. I see."

Mu Hanchan quickly embraced her, patted Lin Mengge on the back and comforted her.

After a while, Lin Mengge calmed down.

Mu Hanchan asked, "Shall we go back?"

"Um!!"

Lin Mengge immediately nodded in response, and did not ask Mu Hanchan where he was going or where he was going back.

[-]. Wandering poets

Mu Hanchan and Lin Mengge were drinking tea in a teahouse in the capital.

They have already arrived at Dayan Imperial City, which is close to both Yunxi and Yunyang sects.

On the way back, Lin Mengge would always snuggle into Mu Hanchan's chest, saying that Mu Hanchan must have been frozen, so warm him up.

Naturally, Mu Hanchan would not refuse such a request, feeling the warmth day by day.

The relationship between the two became more and more intimate, like glue.

"You two boys and girls, can I listen to an elegant poem written by the homeless man?" A ragged but very clean hunchbacked old man came to the table of the two and asked.

Mu Hanchan wanted to refuse, but Lin Mengge said with great interest: "The old man doesn't know what kind of poems to make? How much is it? If you don't write well, you won't be paid!"

The old man smiled and said, "One liang of silver for one song."

"Ah! One tael for one song! Why don't you go and rob it!" Lin Mengge said.

The old man asked: "Miss, do you know what is buying a wall with a thousand pieces of gold?"

"I don't know!" Lin Mengge said with a dull face.

The old man smiled again and said: "Thousand taels of gold and ten thousand taels of silver. Good poems are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, and it's hard to even say, let alone one tael of silver. If it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, it cannot be described with money. The special meaning is even more extraordinary.”

But Mu Hanchan said: "One tael of silver is the annual income of a commoner family in the Dayan Dynasty."

"That depends on what is used as an example. Take Hanzhou as an example, it is true. But if you take yourself as an example, it is not necessarily the case. After all, you are not an ordinary person, are you?"

Mu Hanchan frowned and fell silent.

However, Lin Mengge didn't hear the old man's implication at all, nor did he notice the words such as special meaning.He said: "Then let's see if your poems can have such value."

So Mu Hanchan gave the old man two taels of silver and asked the old man to compose two poems.

After pondering for a while, the old man recited the first poem.

"Lonely Heart Moon Shadow"

It is difficult for people to choose the way, but they don't feel the pain, and the admiration of the crowd will end.

Feng Xinsuo loves to look forward to the past, and see you in the next life without touching your lap.

Looking up to the sky and screaming that fate is unfair, my heart is loose in the north and south.

If there is a lonely hope for love in the next life, what I think about is asking Xi Shiping.

After listening, Mu Hanchan asked, "What's the old gentleman's name?"

"Meng, Heqing."

"Good name!" Mu Hanchan praised.

The old man asked back: "Why don't you say good poems, but praise them instead?"

"Sometimes, whether something is valuable depends on who it comes from. If it comes from a famous person, it will naturally be of high value. If it comes from an unknown person, then the price will naturally be low."

"An old man is an unknown person." The old man said modestly.

Then he wrote the second poem.

The old man said: "This second song is called, "Sword, Flower, and Dream."

After hearing this, Mu Hanchan frowned and said, "Old man, can I change my name? I don't like this name."

"Sword represents youth. Flower represents girl. Li represents separation. Dream represents reunion. Each word has a different meaning," the old man explained.Mu Hanchan said: "Anyway, I don't like this name, especially the first three characters. I don't want to hear it again."

"Since Mu Mu doesn't like it, please change the old man's poem!" Lin Mengge said.

"Hey!"

The old man sighed, and said: "Okay then, I will write an "Ode to the Immortal King"."

(End of this chapter)