Cultivate Taoism and farm to make peace in the world

Chapter 250 The Ancient Man
After returning to Zhushan and chatting with Lian Shanxue, Jiang Xuan separated out a clone.

Feeling the residual information of himself in the Taicang Realm, Jiang Xuannian thought, and controlled the avatar to step out.

The heart turns with the sun and the moon, and the body passes between heaven and earth.

Following one step of the avatar, Jiang Xuan suddenly felt a completely different law of heaven and earth appearing around him.

Looking around, he couldn't help but feel a shiver.

"Is this the means to prove the Dao Realm?"

Stretching out his hand to caress the breeze blowing by his side, Jiang Xuan still felt a little unbelievable.

Although he knew he could do it through some kind of induction, but he still lost his mind when he really did it.

The geese pass by and leave their voices, and the people pass by and take pictures.

With negligible magic power, and by virtue of the information left by the avatar who came to the Taicang Realm before, he made the avatar cross the endless distance from Shenzhou to the Taicang Realm.

The information content in it is too outrageous.

Dazed for a moment, Jiang Xuan let out another breath as he glanced at the clone that had turned into a swimming fish in the lake.

"Even though I did it, I'm still a little unsatisfied."

"The feeling of knowing why and not knowing why is not good."

Jiang Xuan used the ability to prove the Tao in advance, as if typing with a keyboard.

He knew what words would appear on the display screen when those keyboards were pressed one after another, but he didn't know the principle of information code conversion.

For ordinary people, if you don’t know it, you don’t know it, as long as you know how to use it.

But he is different.

It's about future practice, how can you not know?
Taking a deep breath to suppress the complicated thoughts in his mind, Jiang Xuan then used the pupil technique that he hadn't used for a long time to glance at Cangju Lake.

He is still in the Seventh Realm now, so it's too early to think about the Eighth Realm.

One of the current main tasks is to conquer the Taicang Realm.

As his eyes swept over Cangju Lake, all the information about Cangju Lake came to Jiang Xuan's mind.

"Cangju Lake is [-] miles from east to west at its widest point, and [-] miles from north to south. It is an irregular ellipse as a whole."

"There are 973 species of aquatic animals and plants in the lake, including 3 species of intelligent race, 273 species of fish, and 27 species of shrimp."

"In addition, there are 17 species of aquatic spiritual plants, 3 ten-thousand-year clam beads that can be called heaven, material and earth treasures, and 72 kinds of various monsters that have awakened their wisdom."

"The three intelligent races are clam girl, water foal, and crow shell."

"Clam girls are a race formed by turning old clams into spirits and then turning them into clams."

"The Wuke tribe is a screw?"

"Both Clans are ruled by the Water Foals."

"As for the Water Foal Clan, they are six-legged, two-winged creatures living in water, land and air."

"The color of its body can change, or it can simulate the color of its epidermis according to its environment."

"Also, its wings are fish fins in the water, they fit the body on land, and they look like wings in the sky."

"The Shuiju tribe has more than 300 elders from the fifth realm, nearly [-] people from the fourth realm, and more than one million people from the lower three realms."

"Well, it is indeed a small clan, and there are really no six-level water foals."

After combing through the information about Cangju Lake, Jiang Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the sky after a while.

After that, the billowing mortal energy from the Taicang Realm fell from the sky, and condensed into 336 red threads in Jiang Xuan's hands that ordinary people could not detect at all.

He flicked the condensed red silk at Cangju Lake.

The next moment, the 336 threads of mortals that were connected to the sky were wrapped around those five-level water horses.

"The seven emotions are against the seven souls, and the turbidity is covered by the three souls."

"The world of mortals is silk, and the water foal is a puppet. The silk leads the water foal and turns into a puppet."

"And then use fate as a guide to let the water horse do what I want to do."

Recalling the shadows in the Shenzhou Inheritance, Jiang Xuan flicked his fingers, and condensed Dao texts that were invisible to ordinary people in the world.

After Daowen merged into the heaven and the earth, the surface of Cangyun Lake, which was originally calm and windless, also had some waves.

This is the Shuiju Clan living under Cangyun Lake. According to Jiang Xuan's instructions, they have set up the "Northern Xuanwu Formation" at the bottom of Cangyun Lake.

Of course, in the eyes of the ancestors of the five realms of the Shuiju tribe, it was not because of Jiang Xuan's order.

It's because the Shuiju Clan has a great talent, and they comprehended the "Northern Xuanwu Formation" after comprehending the stars in the sky.

This is the opportunity for the rise of the Water Foal Clan.

Glancing at the busy Water Horse Clan, and feeling the sudden close connection with the Taicang Realm, Jiang Xuan smiled and then turned his attention to the white clouds that seemed to be empty:
"Since you're here, aren't you going to show your face?"

As soon as Jiang Xuan finished speaking, there suddenly appeared in Yunjian a figure with white eyebrows and hair, wearing a blue Hanfu with square bamboo embroidered on the corner of the clothes.

After the figure appeared, he opened his mouth first, but no sound came out.

After realizing his state, he was silent for a while, and after a while, he uttered two words in a hoarse voice:
"Shenzhou?"

Hearing the word "Shenzhou", Jiang Xuan felt a bit of surprise in his heart, but his face didn't even show any fluctuations in his soul:
"What Shenzhou?"

"There seems to be only one human holy city called Shenzhou in my world?"

"Senior came from Shenzhou City?"

Hearing what Jiang Xuan said, the old man was a little surprised at first, and then he grinned and began to laugh.

The laughter was light at first, as slight as a breeze.

The sound was loud and shook the world.

Looking down at the Water Horse Clan who was flustered by the old man's laughter, Jiang Xuan waved his sleeve helplessly to block the old man's laughter, and then flicked his fingers.

Then those water foals seemed to have forgotten the laughter just now, and began to move the water veins methodically again.

It can be seen that their demeanors seem to be carved out of the same mold, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

After noticing Jiang Xuan's movements, the old man finally stopped laughing, and then said:

"The old man forgets the dust, cultivates the way of the world of mortals, bears the fruits of the way of the world of mortals, and all the ways of the world of mortals are under my control."

"Although I haven't proved the Dao, if a strong person who has proved the Dao of the Red World doesn't want to smash the Taicang Realm, then the strength he can display in the Taicang Realm is not much stronger than the old man."

"Since my little friend has condensed the Dao Seed, he should have a glimpse of the secrets of the world."

"After condensing the Dao Seed, any other monks in the world who comprehend the corresponding Dao Seed rules will be perceived by the strong man who has condensed the Dao Seed."

"If I'm not mistaken, little friend is a human race, not more than a hundred years old, and he has mastered the world of mortals."

"Such talent is unprecedented in the world."

"If you attain the Dao in the Taicang Realm, it is impossible for this old man not to notice you."

"But this is the first time the two of us have met."

"In addition, the supernatural powers you used just now are all traces of Shenzhou, how could the old man be wrong?"

"Little friend, you are from China, right?"

Looking at the cautiousness revealed in the old man's eyes, Jiang Xuan's thoughts changed for a moment, and finally he shook his head:
"The junior doesn't know what the senior is talking about."

"Hey."

He didn't mind Jiang Xuan's rejection of the old man, so he simply condensed a set of tables and chairs in the clouds:
"Little friend can't finish what he wants to do for a while, why don't you talk about it?"

Seeing the old man's appearance, Jiang Xuan sat down on the chair after thinking about it, then took out the tea set that he carried with him, and brewed a pot of Daotianji.

Sitting was fine, but Jiang Xuan didn't dare to eat what the old man took out.

Who knows what this old monster is thinking?
But who knows that the old man has no intention of taking out food at all.

He just watched in a daze as Jiang Xuan pushed the teacup in front of him after some operations.

Reaching out his hand to pick up the teacup cautiously, the old man lowered his head and took a sip of the tea.

When he looked up again, Jiang Xuan clearly saw that his eyes were red.

"It made my little friend laugh."

"I have condensed the Dao fruit of the world of mortals, but I can't control my emotions."

"Hey, that's really funny too."

After saying that, Wangchen didn't wait for Jiang Xuan to speak, but lowered his head and took another sip of the tea in his palm.

"Whoo~"

"How long?"

"Maybe more than 3000 years?"

"I haven't had tea from China for more than 3000 years."

"If I remember correctly, this tea seems to be picked from Daotianji?"

As he spoke, he smacked his mouth again:

"Well, maybe it was born with a special technique."

Wangchen's voice fell, but Jiang Xuan remained silent.

He even blocked all his emotions and expressions, only showing a smile that never changed.

The old man himself said that he had condensed the Dao fruit of the world of mortals, how dare Jiang Xuan show any thoughts in front of him?
The monk's methods are weird.

At this time, Jiang Xuan had already reacted.

A trace of what he heard was not necessarily what the old man said, but what the old man wanted him to understand.

This method, Jiang Xuan can do it.

As long as a syllable is uttered, the target will be confused, and the corresponding information will be obtained from the target's mouth.

"So no matter what the old man says next, just listen to it as a joke."

He added tea to Wangchen's teacup casually, and seeing that Jiang Xuan didn't want to speak, Wangchen simply started talking to himself:

"You should know that we, the Taicang Human Race, are not native creatures of the Taicang Realm, right?"

After a sentence fell, he shook his head again:
"It's not right to say that."

"It should be said that some of the Tai Cang people came from another world."

"I'm one of those people."

"We call that world China."

"Shenzhou is strong and big."

"Since the Suiren clan made fire to light up the darkness for the human race, the human race has been the ruling race in China."

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was listening carefully, Wang Chuan pointed at Jiang Xuan and pointed at himself.

"The fate of the human race has lasted for millions of years. After Suihuang, there are three emperors and five emperors, and endless talents, all of which have reached our current state."

"Well, according to the saying, it should be the seventh realm, also known as the fusion realm."

"At that time, how many Taoist monks were there?"

"It seems that there are more than 3000."

"Among the more than 3000 monks in the Dao realm, the weak ones are like you, who have just condensed their Dao seeds."

"The strong ones are like the Suihuang and the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, all of whom are close to proving the Tao."

"Of course, I was weaker than you at that time. I was only at the six realms of Taoism at that time, and I didn't know that the names you call realms are different from ours."

Jiang Xuan didn't make a sound when he heard this, his face still had that seemingly sincere but extremely fake smirk on his face.

The old man who called himself Wang Chuan didn't mind, and continued in an orderly manner:

"There are so many strong people, thanks to the support of myriad worlds."

"Before the catastrophe came, Shenzhou ruled three thousand big worlds, 12 middle worlds, and small worlds were useless."

"The big world refers to the world where monks in the Dao Merging Realm can display their strength at will."

"The middle world refers to the world where monks in the Dao Realm can use their strength freely."

"The small world is the kind of world that can only display the strength of the lower three realms, and can be broken by monks of the sixth realm."

"The Taicang Realm we are in is a big world."

"At that time, the human race lasted for millions of years. Including Cang Jie, the sage of the Four Emperors and Five Emperors, a total of more than 20 people touched the threshold of enlightenment."

"But suffering from the fact that the Shenzhou world is only a big world, and no one can prove it, so I came up with a plan, a plan called detachment."

"Gathering 12 great realms, [-] middle realms, and the origin of the innumerable small realms, let Shenzhou transcend and become a truly supreme great realm."

"The plan didn't go very well."

"For example, we didn't expect that the source of the world's transcendence is far more terrifying than imagined. Although our preparations are adequate, they are still not enough."

"So during that period of time, Shenzhou brought the flames of war to the heavens and myriad realms, and all myriad realms turned into our resources."

"Fortunately, I am waiting for the Divine Cultivator to be strong enough."

"Self-righteous and strong."

"After millions of years of fighting, I finally gathered the resources for world promotion."

"But the day the world was promoted was also a day that made us despair."

Having said that, Wang Chen clenched his fists, as if he wanted to crush his own bones:

"Shenzhou has been promoted."

"But before those strong men proved the truth, a conspiracy that lasted for millions of years appeared in our eyes."

"We should have been aware of this conspiracy long ago."

"That is, since we can turn other worlds into blessings, why can't other worlds turn us into blessings?"

"On the day when Shenzhou was promoted, a strong man who was like an old farmer came from outside the sky, holding a sickle and cut off the origin of Shenzhou who had just been promoted to the Supreme Realm."

"Even apart from Yuanyuan, he also took that sickle and cut away all the Taos of Shenzhou, causing the world of Shenzhou to fall into ruins."

Tremblingly drank the tea in his hand, Wangchen showed a bitter smile on his face:

"It's ridiculous, isn't it?"

"All Dao Merging Realm experts, as well as Dao Enlightenment cultivators guarding the Divine State, those Divine Practitioners who are called the supreme terror by the heavens and all worlds, were all cut off by a sickle."

"Leave alone us, the Dao-enlightened cultivators who remain in the outside world, and those little cultivators who have never touched the Dao, watching helplessly as the origin of Shenzhou is lost, and it is about to disappear completely."

"At that time, I don't know who shouted 'God gave me my body, and today I will return it.'"

"Then countless monks all sat down on their own, turning into a ray of origin that is insignificant to Shenzhou, and integrated into the world."

"I don't know how many monks have been melted, but Shenzhou has finally recovered a little bit of its origin."

"And then you should know too."

"Although a little bit of the original source has been restored, Shenzhou has suffered too much damage. In order to protect itself, the Heavenly Dao operated on its own and sealed everything, and even moved the world away from its original location. Since then, I don't know what to do."

"More than a hundred years ago, I sensed through the Dao of Hongchen that the phantom race had opened a passage called Shenzhou, and I rushed over immediately."

"I modified their memory to make them instinctively fear that world, and then subconsciously ignore that world."

"After doing everything, I didn't tell others about it, and I didn't explore that world."

"Thousands of years have passed, and it's not that the Taicang Realm has not opened a passage to the world called Shenzhou."

"But it brought me nothing but disappointment."

"So now I just want to wait quietly, waiting for the people of Shenzhou to find them through the passage between the two realms."

After the sound fell, Wang Chen looked at Jiang Xuan again with a hint of expectation:

"So, you are a citizen of China, right?"

Looking at Wangchen's eyes, Jiang Xuan just smiled, then put away the tea set that he put on the table, and disappeared in front of Wangchen.

What Wang Chen said was very true, but Jiang Xuan didn't know whether it was true or not.

After all, he still has a lot to say.

For example, what happened to the Heavenly Demon Realm on the other side of the passage between the two worlds.

For example, why there are caves and inheritances in Shenzhou.

For example, if Shenzhou is really that strong, why does the Miaojiang inheritance say that the Heaven Thief Gu cannot be domesticated.

For example, why can he use some methods that can only be used in the Dao realm.

All in all, Jiang Xuan had a lot of doubts.

So he wasn't going to mess with Wangchen.

Compared to this kind of old monster who doesn't know how many years he has lived, Jiang Xuan is more willing to decipher it a little bit by himself.

"I just don't know if he will spy on Shenzhou."

(End of this chapter)