Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 318: Time Waits for No One, Unique Advantages

After seeing off Uncle Meng, Xu Yuanchang chatted with his two senior brothers from the fifth-floor building, Wu Zhe and Fang Renchen. In response to the two brothers' explicit or implicit verbal probing, Xu Yuanchang refused to reveal the truth and just laughed and made witty remarks.

His treasure didn't come with the wind, so one should know when to stop when doing favors.

When it came to the start of the exchange meeting, Xu Yuanchang, who had already learned the rules, wrote a card that read "Seeking the Fourth-Level Yang Fire" and casually put it up on the railing of the pavilion beside him. His attitude towards the treasure was that anyone who wanted to take the bait would be welcome.

Wu Zhe instructed, "Junior brother, you have to mark the treasures that can be exchanged."

Fang Renchen added: "The rarer the better, so that those who cherish the treasure will have to reluctantly give it up."

Xu Yuanchang then wrote a line of small words on the side: Exchange for Soul-Enhancing Jade or Taiyuan Stone.

The two senior brothers regretted that they did not have the fourth-level Yang Fire on hand. The junior brother was extraordinary and the rare treasures he took out were eye-catching. They joked with each other and wandered away to other places.

Bian Qiuyan had already taken Liu Xianfeng and Grandma Jiao Teng to the most lively place in the middle.

The back garden of Xiangji Shop covers a large area, about three or four miles in radius.

The monks scattered among them can all take out the rare items they have collected, or write down the treasures they want to exchange.

Xu Yuanchang drank tea leisurely. From time to time, monks passed by and occasionally stopped to chat for a few words, trying to exchange other rare items for soul-enhancing jade or Taiyuan stone.

In less than half an hour, Xu Yuanchang exchanged for two fourth-level Yang Fires of average quality.

Scarcity makes things valuable, so he will never have trouble selling the treasures he owns.

Putting away the cards, they walked along the stone path towards the stalls. There were many fifth- and fourth-floor monks crowded together. They were not allowed to use their spiritual sense to sweep across a large area, otherwise it would be disrespectful to other monks.

Passing by a stall selling "hidden gems", Xu Yuanchang stopped to observe.

There is a peculiar mineral in the dark world. Its appearance may be gorgeous or ordinary, but there are other secrets inside. It may produce rare treasures from heaven and earth, or it may produce low-level spiritual jade. Some people collect them specially. Some stones have strange visions, and some have shining precious light, which looks very magical, attracting passing monks to stop and take a look.

All the stones on the stall have been restricted, so the inside cannot be explored, and the exchange depends entirely on eyesight.

Xu Yuanchang picked out a fist-sized green stone. He had a unique pair of eyes that could "see" unusual scenery beyond the precious light that others could not see. It was just an exchange of a fifth-level material, so he would not feel bad even if he lost money.

Liu Xianfeng jumped over from behind, trying to scare the young master, but was caught accurately by the young master's backhand.

"Look, I got some fourth-level wood crystals and wood elemental stones in exchange, they are all good stuff."

Liu Xianfeng showed off her harvest.

She didn't feel it would be a loss to be able to exchange the fifth-level materials, which were more than she could store, for the cultivation resources she needed. After seeing the strange stones that the young master had exchanged for, she pulled Bian Qiuyan to observe the beautiful stones on the ground. In less than a cup of tea, she had exchanged for six more gems that she liked.

By noon, Xu Yuanchang saw that there were no new and interesting items to exchange, so he went back first.

With Jiao Teng taking care of them, there is no need to worry about the safety of Liu Xianfeng and the others.

Zeng Wanglou was standing at the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery with his hands behind his back. Seeing Xu Yuanchang coming back early, he asked with a smile, "What treasure did you get?"

Xu Yuanchang took out the green stone, having already removed the restrictions on it. "I wonder if the treasure hidden inside is worth a fifth-level material?"

Zeng Wanglou observed it for a moment and said, "Even gods cannot tell where the 'hidden gem' is. It doesn't look like a fake stone. Open it and take a look."

He couldn't see anything strange about it, but he believed that Xu was smart and would not do anything without a purpose.

Xu Yuanchang took out a flying knife and easily peeled off the stone skin about an inch thick, revealing the white jade inside. He kept cutting with his hands, and jade chips flew down. After a while, only a ball the size of a pigeon egg was left, with a light green color.

Use your finger to rub out a small window, and the inside is as deep and blue as the sky, pure.

Zeng Wanglou smiled and said, "Yuanchang's luck is as good as ever. This is the 'Sky Viewing Stone', 'sitting in a well and viewing the sky, those who say the sky is small, it is not really that small'. It and the Tongxuan Stone each have their own strengths, and both are treasures that enhance the connection between heaven and man."

Xu Yuanchang put away the gemstone and laughed, "I was lucky enough to find it, a little gambling is fun."

He didn't know much about the various gemstones, so he went back to find some books to read.

The two fourth-level Yin Fires that he asked Chang Wuhui to buy for him last time have now been obtained. He can try to feed them to improve the quality of the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire. He has experienced the benefits of the powerful secret eye technique of the Phantom Fire.

After chatting for a while, Xu Yuanchang returned to the secret room of his residence, where he sat cross-legged for three days to regulate his breathing and bring his mind to the best state.

He took out a transparent and invisible phantom jade, and with his left hand he pinched the magic power into the phantom jade bead. When the bead became as bright as crystal jade, he entered a state of mind of a hundred illusions. His right hand contained wood energy, and he raised it above his head and squeezed it hard.

"Click", the beads turned into an illusory mist, pouring down from top to bottom.

As he practiced his skills, the mist slowly absorbed into his limbs and bones.

All kinds of illusions appear before the eyes, or terrors arise in the depths of the soul.

He sat still, steady as a rock.

The most difficult test for others is just a piece of cake for him. He experiences the wonder of illusions and the vanity of clouds and smoke, and uses his magic power to temper and absorb it bit by bit, "refining illusions into nothingness, and integrating nothingness into bones." It is a slow and time-consuming process.

Seeing that the young master was in seclusion, Liu Xianfeng also calmed down and took the jade liquid and devoured the wood crystals and wood essence stones to improve her cultivation.

Xu Shengtian went out and hung out with his friends for half a month, and then came back to practice hard.

The mountain was quiet and deserted, and half a year passed.

Zeng Shanlang, who had gone through hardships to train his body, finally broke through and advanced to the fourth level of physical training with his tenacious perseverance and a customized elixir.

The view before my eyes suddenly opens up, my mind becomes lofty, and the scenery is drastically different.

Zeng Shanlang did not see his master and Aunt Liu and the others. He bid farewell to the ancestor and returned to the northwest.

Another two years passed, and Xu Shengtian suddenly woke up from his practice, feeling heart palpitations and uneasy.

He went out in a hurry and saw that his third uncle was still indoors. He said hello to Elder Zeng and sent a message to City Lord Yu to ask for leave. He hurriedly flew to the Baoshi City, got the order to pass through, and hurried to the Daning Dynasty.

His parents are about to die, and since they are blood relatives, he feels a sense of foreboding.

Inside the secret room, Xu Yuanchang had already refined three phantom jade beads and was in the final stage of fusion. Golden divine light washed over his body again and again, removing the remaining impurities from the phantom in his body.

Later, the figures gradually disappeared, and there was no one in the secret room, only a ball of golden light and green mist.

After more than a month, Xu Yuanchang's figure appeared clearly, and his phantom was everywhere.

This went on for nine times, and after another year, one night, it was suddenly accomplished.

Xu Yuanchang stood up gracefully, feeling the mystery of being between illusion and reality. The Nascent Soul body was originally a process of transformation into an energy body, and he completed it ahead of schedule with the help of the Magic Jade Beads.

He took a step forward and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was in the corridor outside the door, his figure solid.

There is no need to chant any mantras or make any gestures, and there seems to be nothing blocking your way. It is a very wonderful magical power.

Xu Yuanchang stood quietly in the darkness, looking inward at his Qigong meridians to check the status of his cultivation.

An unknown number of years had passed, but he often filled the Creation Altar with second-, third-, and fourth-level materials. In addition to using some of the refined energy to nourish himself and the Yin-Yang dual fires, most of the energy was used to feed the altar.

His spiritual sense swept through the space, and he found that the Creation Altar had recovered four layers. Although it was not even 30% of its original peak, it still made him very happy. He could finally refine fifth- and sixth-level materials and absorb energy essence to enhance the protection of his phantom armor.

Most of the various low-level materials piled up in the space collapsed.

Without a huge fortune, it is impossible to practice the magical skills of creation taught by Taoist Master Yanshan.

Looking up, he saw Zeng Wang Tower appearing at the end of the passage, and Xu Yuanchang's figure mysteriously disappeared into the darkness.

"Hey, good boy, your illusion technique has reached a new level."

Zeng Wanglou smiled with a little surprise. He spread out his five fingers and twirled them like a wheel. A beam of white light suddenly shot out. "Snap", it was too late for the invisible Xu Yuanchang to change his position. He appeared and stumbled into the yard.

"It's still not good to be too close, you need to practice more often."

Xu Yuanchang muttered something. Facing a sixth-rank master, he finally found some confidence to protect himself.

Currently, he has not yet achieved the immortality of "Thousand Changes", but skills like "Shapeshifting, Soul Illusion, and Shadow Escape" have been greatly improved. He has mastered a hundred skills and has become much more powerful.

However, there are still many illusion insights that require time to slowly integrate.

Zeng Wanglou pointed out, "Within three hundred feet, most of the sixth-level masters have sensing coverage. Even if they are not on guard, they can sense any abnormality through instinct. You should avoid it or use your magic mirror to hide in advance."

Xu Yuanchang bowed and accepted the teachings. Cultivation is the foundation, which never goes out of date.

Upon learning that three and a half years had passed, the old sword master and his companions had come here a few days ago, chatted with Mr. Zeng for a while, and then left without saying what happened.

The next morning, I saw my nephew who had just returned to the Dark World from Dingzhou.

I learned that my eldest brother and sister-in-law passed away half a year ago. They were nearly a hundred years old, which could be considered a natural death.

Try to comfort your sad nephew, and all the ties from this worldly world will disappear.

Liu Xianfeng and Jiao Teng came out of seclusion a year ago and went to Fucailing. Compared with Bianhuan City, that place was freer and more comfortable, and all their friends were there.

Xu Yuanchang flew to the Huancheng Palace in the center of Huancheng, where he met the old Sword Saint, greeted him, and sat down to drink tea.

"We have three new sixth-floor masters in Dingzhou."

The old swordsman stood up straight like a sword, his voice as loud as a bell, and he said with a smile: "Meng Shanhe, Han Zhixing, and Chen Yu'an have advanced one after another. They are currently in seclusion to consolidate their cultivation. Old Master is helping them to forge a suitable sixth-level magic weapon. Yuanzhang, if you and Friend Zeng need any treasure, just ask for it."

The three good things happened at once, which greatly increased Dingzhou's power.

And when you think about it, it's all related to Xu and Zeng. How can the old sword master not be happy?
Xu Yuanchang clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Congratulations."

He and Mr. Zeng didn't have any needs, they both earned their money with their own hands. With Mr. Zeng's ability, as long as he could get the materials, he could refine them himself without relying on others, and he didn't want to owe anyone a favor.

Mr. Zeng refined almost all the rare materials he obtained into the black umbrella.

We need to create a powerful weapon that is both offensive and defensive and extremely powerful.

The old swordsman talked about the dangerous battles between the Dark Realm Wilderness and the Black Spirits, then changed the subject and said, "We have reached a preliminary contract with Xiyuezhou. We plan to join forces to fight against the Black Spirits this time next year for a period of thirty years."

Looking at Xu Yuanchang who was thinking across from him, he added, "I heard from Feng Wu about the grudge between you and Xuan Jieqing. So cooperation is cooperation, and the personal grudges between you can be resolved privately. It will not hinder the contract between the two continents. Fellow Daoist Zeng is a guest monk in Laizhou, so he is not counted in Dingzhou."

Xu Yuanchang smiled and clasped his fists in greeting.

He already understood the twists and turns involved, but he would not rush to seek revenge.

We'll talk about it when we meet in the future. He still needs a few years to continue to improve his strength, so for the time being he will just sit on the sidelines and not participate in any cooperation outside the wilderness.

The old swordsman took out a storage bag and placed it on the other side, saying it was a token of his gratitude.

The conversation stopped at that point and both parties knew what was going on.

Half an hour later, Xu Yuanchang returned to his residence from Huancheng Palace and handed the storage bag to Zeng Wanglou. He told Zeng Lao what the old swordsman meant, and especially pointed out that the top leaders of Dingzhou and Xiyuezhou had reached a 30-year cooperation intention.

Zeng Wanglou poured the storage bag into the air, revealing a dazzling array of materials, crystals, and medicinal herbs, almost all of which were of sixth-grade quality. He collected them all without hesitation.

"When the human race and the demon race cooperate, every time in the later stage, it always ends in failure and they scheme against each other, so we are not in a hurry. It won't be too late to deal with that old turtle even if we wait for 30 years."

Zeng Wanglou had so many materials, he could melt them into the Black Umbrella, and mix the obtained sixth-level soul core and jade liquid into medicinal materials, which might improve his cultivation by one level. He smiled and said, "You kid won't be promoted to the sixth floor in thirty years, right?"

Xu Yuanchang pretended to think seriously for a moment, and said: "It's too difficult, and I don't have enough accumulation. Even if I had more cultivation resources, I wouldn't dare to have such delusion. If I had the experience of walking in the mortal world for more than a hundred years, I would dare to make a charge."

People like Meng Shanhe were able to break through and advance within three years because they were supported by hundreds of years of profound foundation.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. You can give it a try and give it a try."

"Thank you for your kind words. We'll talk about it later."

Xu Yuanchang followed up on Lao Zeng's joke and said that it was both a blessing and a luxury for him to be able to advance to the sixth level before the gate to the dark world was closed.

During this period, one must return to Dingzhou to complete some "mortal transformation" training.

The length of time is uncertain, maybe ten years, or maybe thirty to fifty years, and it ends with the state of mind being tempered and harmonious.

After resting for a few days, Xu Yuanchang went to Fucai Ridge and saw the demon pig with shiny fur and an increasingly large body. After not seeing it for a few years, Zhuifeng had reached the late third stage with his good appetite and unremitting persistence in mining and practicing, and was only half a step away from advancing to the fourth stage.

Of course, half a step away may be a gap that is difficult to cross for a long time, and there are many such examples in the world of cultivation.

Listening to Liu Xianfeng's complaints, Zhuifeng single-handedly promoted the increasingly popular cultivation atmosphere in Fucailing.

Even the laziest snowflakes stay in their old nest filled with various materials all year round, and the cold air permeates inside and outside the cave.

Xu Yuanchang returned to his residence in Bianhuan City and went into seclusion in the secret room again. He would spend several years feeding the phantom fire, refining the collected Yin Fire and Yang Fire, and slowly improving the quality of the Yin and Yang Phantom Fire.

Time waits for no one, and we are blessed by nature.

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(End of this chapter)