Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 339: Greetings and Warnings

"Zhu Zongshan advanced to the fifth floor the day before yesterday. Good, good, good!"

When Xu Yuanchang heard his nosy nephew coming to report, a smile spread across his face and he said "good" three times in a row. After Zhu Zongshan's cultivation is stabilized and he prepares for another year or two, he should be able to end the damn dark world war twenty years earlier.

The last resources of the Dark Realm will fall into the hands of Qianfang Realm.

Mr. Zeng also said that Zhu Zongshan had inherited the true teachings of Chang Wuhui and was very talented in leading troops in battle.

With the strength of a fifth-rank soldier, leading seven to eight thousand elite soldiers from the fourth-tier building who have experienced hundreds of battles, making good use of them, formulating complete tactics, and with the assistance of masters from various continents, he can sweep away the many black spirit forces in the dark world.

There was a bunch of silver bugs coiled under his feet, fat and cold, and as his cloth shoes rubbed its itch, it turned its belly over in enjoyment.

Xu Shengtian picked up the copper kettle and poured tea for his uncle. He said with a smile, "A few days ago, I was invited by Tang Yijian and others to go to the depths of the wilderness to knock on the black spirit mining site and snatch a batch of good materials. These fifth- and sixth-level wood crystals are presented to you as a gift."

With a wave of his hand, six or seven crystal green gems of different sizes rolled on the table, and the color changed depending on the angle.

"It's a pity that Aunt Liu is not in the Dark Realm. She loves beautiful treasures the most."

Since he advanced to the fifth level of spiritual cultivation and learned the art of splitting himself, Xu Shengtian often went out to hang out.

He has friends in all the ten border cities of Dingzhou, Qihuo City, and the cities on the territories of Juzhou and Hezhou. He even knows some wine-loving demon cultivators in the demon clan’s territory. It can be said that “his friends are all over the world, and everyone knows him.”

Xu Yuanchang picked up a gem and looked at it in his hand.

The snowflakes under his feet looked up lazily, and seeing that they were not interested in the ice crystal stone, he lay down again.

"Be careful when you go out, make a detailed strategy in advance, and be quick and decisive when you act. Remember not to drag your feet, and don't be too greedy. Black Spirit masters are not to be trifled with."

Xu Yuanchang accepted the filial gift from his nephew and, as usual, uttered a few commonplace remarks.

"Don't worry, Uncle Meng followed him secretly. We only found out afterwards that he was not in danger."

Xu Shengtian drank a cup of tea, then quickly excused himself and slipped away. He also had to go to the top of the mountain to pay his respects to Mr. Zeng, and brought him the spoils of war he had captured during his trip, as well as other gifts such as snow grains, ingots, flower backs and golden toads.

In the past ten years, Xu Yuanchang seldom went out. He spent the first three years in seclusion to cultivate himself, and spent most of the time reading, drawing talismans, practicing, and nurturing the Phantom Fire Spirit in the later period. The four times he occasionally went out were all when he and Zeng Lao led a team of monks to participate in a surprise attack on a Black Spirit fortress.

Dingzhou has many commanders who are capable of commanding battles, and four soldiers are rotated for four battles.

With sufficient preparations in the early stages, all four battles were victorious, which kept the Black Spirit strongholds on high alert and prevented them from relaxing.

"You little brat, you can't listen to the 'old man' anymore."

Xu Yuanchang stood up. He finally understood why the "old people" nag the younger generation because of their worry and distrust. Unconsciously, he seemed to have grown "old" too. He had the common problem of the elderly and couldn't bear to see the younger generation having fun outside.

A flash of talisman light flew into the yard. He reached out to catch it and used his spiritual sense to scan the very long message.

It was a message from Liu Xianfeng, sent by Jiao Teng through the Xiyuan channel node.

After a long while, Xu Yuanchang kept muttering the name "Ye Changmeng" with a comfortable smile on his face. The only blank Bailingu jade token he "lost" was stolen by a certain mean rabbit.

Live a thousand years as a disaster, and be reborn in reincarnation, that's good.

He walked out of the yard and waved to Xueli who was following the cricket pupa, indicating that she didn't need to follow.

After saying hello to Mr. Zeng, Xu Yuanchang flew westward.

When he arrived at the entrance to the Gem City, Yu Fengwu and the chief priest of the academy, Wei Jingshu, had been waiting for a long time, communicating with each other.

Entering Dingzhou, Wei Jingshu contacted Wu Yao and told them that Xiyuan Academy had a long history with Qingli Mountain. The Guanmo Cliff on Qingli Mountain, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was built by the ancestor who founded the academy.

When the three of them arrived at the ruined Qingli Mountain in Wuqiu Mountain Region, they saw Wu Yao, who had returned empty-handed and looked haggard and pale.

Xu Yuanchang looked at the mountain ghost woman who had long lost her original mysterious aura.

Becoming homeless overnight, so pitiful.

Rabbits are really hateful.

He explained, "Fairy Wu Yao, please forgive me. I have no connection with the thief named Ye Changmeng. I have never met him before. I don't know who got a blank Bailin Mountain identity card that I made before, and pretended to be a monk from Bailin Mountain to cheat people. I haven't been out of the dark world for decades."

He spoke sincerely and he had indeed never seen a guy with a name that sounded similar to "夜长梦多".

He knew without thinking that the rabbit was coveting a treasure from Qingli Mountain and wanted to use it to restore his cultivation.

Wu Yaoqingcheng's pretty face revealed a trace of sad and beautiful bitter smile, and shook her head and said, "That villain is familiar with the Guanmo Cliff and the root of the Qingli Mountain. He easily found a flaw that even I didn't know about, and destroyed the broken peak of Qingli Mountain in one fell swoop. He blatantly said that he wanted to frame Fellow Daoist Xu. I don't know who he is? Maybe he is the enemy of the ancestors of the Qingli lineage."

She needed the help of Fellow Daoist Xu. Besides, this matter had nothing to do with Fellow Daoist Xu directly. She was careless and negligent.

Now she only wanted to catch the damn thief and get back the black jade sword that was stolen from the cliff.

As things are changing drastically, she has not yet considered what to do next.

Wei Jingshu asked, "Fellow Daoist Wu Yao, can you provide us with the image and aura of the thief? This matter is very serious, and perhaps it was done by cultivators from other continents. When I return to the Dark Realm, I will announce the image and aura of the thief to Juzhou, Hezhou, and Laizhou, and ask them to cooperate in tracking him down."

Wu Yao chased the young man for tens of thousands of miles and finally disappeared in the sea.

She collected some youthful aura along the way, took out a bottle, and drew a portrait of a boy on the spot.

She told the three of them what she knew in detail. The three of them took turns to explore and remember the second-level aura left in the bottle, and then looked at the portrait.

Yu Fengwu frowned and asked, "Can the little cultivator from the second floor escape from your pursuit, Taoist Wu Yao?"

Wu Yao flatly denied: "That villain is definitely not a cultivator from the second floor. The means, strength, and strategies he displayed are not inferior to those of an old cultivator who has practiced for hundreds of years. He came prepared and stayed at Guanmo Cliff for seven days to observe. I didn't notice anything wrong with him. His scheming is so deep and his strength is so strong... I was wrong."

Yu Fengwu exchanged glances with the two of them. This made things a bit difficult.

The collected second-level aura is almost useless, and the boy's image is more like a disguise.

The case was shrouded in mystery before the investigation even began.

Qianfang Realm is too big, and most of the cultivators from various continents are in the dark world. It is impossible to send a large number of masters back to Qianfang Realm to investigate the case just for the unknown Qingli Mountain God.

Wei Jingshu invited the distraught Wu Yao to one side, and had a long private conversation with her. He finally convinced Wu Yao to let the helpless Qingli Mountain God follow them to the dark world to avoid being harmed by the villain.

Yu Fengwu sent a message to the city lord guarding Xiyuangu City, asking him to inform the monks guarding the city from various dynasties to strengthen precautions and be on guard against a suspected fifth-floor monk causing trouble. If there are any clues, they should contact the Dark Realm Gem City as soon as possible, etc.

Xu Yuanchang did not follow the three people back to the dark world immediately. He used the excuse that Liu Xianfeng had found an opportunity for a breakthrough and wanted to go back to the Daning Dynasty to take a look. He said goodbye to the three people and flew to the Soul-Calling Forest to the east of the Infinite Mountains.

Landing in the barren and lifeless rocky forest, sneaking into the dark underground palace.

The bluish-white space bracelet that he had placed next to the huge skeleton skull as a burial object has disappeared.

The bracelet contained a large amount of materials and crystals, including the blank jade token that Rabbit had stolen from his space.

After wandering around for a long time, I didn't see Lao Li who had reincarnated.

Never mind. Lao Li has his own considerations when doing things.

They will meet when the time is right. Lao Li is on guard against several enemies in heaven, so he tells him something in this way to reassure him, and he feels relieved.

Coming out of the underground palace, Xu Yuanchang flew to Bailin Valley, where he saw Jiao Teng and seven or eight little flower fairies and elves dancing among the trees and flowers. The autumn chrysanthemums in the valley were gorgeous and filled with the fragrance of fruits.

After carefully asking Liu Xianfeng about how he found the opportunity for a breakthrough, Xu Yuanchang had some guesses in his mind.

Maybe Lao Li helped a lot secretly?

The timing was just too coincidental.

With Jiao Teng helping Liu Xianfeng to protect him, Xu Yuanchang felt very relieved. After staying for less than half an hour, he set off for Xiyuan.

The Qingli Mountain mystery did not cause much waves in the dark world. As for the mysterious master who disguised himself as a teenager, except for Dingzhou, the other three continents just dealt with it superficially.

Zeng Wanglou, who had nothing to do, talked about this matter while drinking tea with Xu Yuanchang one day. Zeng Wanglou took out the portrait of the young boy that Xu Shengtian brought back from outside and was very interested in using copper coins for divination.

"Bang", one of the ancient coins fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, which scared Zeng Wanglou.

"I am sorry, I am sorry. I did not mean to offend you. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist!"

Zeng Wanglou bowed and muttered something. After a while, seeing that the copper coin did not move, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It’s so scary. The mysterious boy has already reached the dark world and has a very powerful background.

The divination coin cracked as a warning, so how could he dare to offend?

Days pass by.

Elder Mei Yuanjian, who had been on duty in Bianyuan City for a long time, had an inspiration one day. At midnight, he placed nine jade chess pieces in the yard of his residence, corresponding to the nine sparse stars in the sky. He burned incense, chanted spells, and performed the ancient "Nine Star Divination".

The fragrant mist enveloped the yard, and eerie scenes kept changing in the darkness.

When he sensed that the ancient divination technique had succeeded, Mei Yuanjian joyfully spat out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue. This was the price he had to pay.

The blood was like fire, quickly tearing through the hazy barrier.

Mei Yuanjian glimpsed a huge monster that was like a fog and a mountain hiding in the darkness. It had many eyes like stars and countless empty tentacles. It swept across the vast army below. Wherever it passed, mountains collapsed, cities collapsed, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

"Where is this? When will it happen..."

Mei Yuanjian was filled with fear and terror as he saw a familiar figure of a monk flash by below.

He immediately realized that he had used the ancient method to "spy" on a certain battlefield in the future, the moment when Dingzhou was about to face a disaster.

He tried hard to concentrate and look.

The monster seemed to be aware of something, and a faint light seemed to shine from across the world.

Mei Yuanjian's eyes went dark, blood spurted out, and he flew backwards more than ten feet. With a "bang", he knocked down a section of the courtyard wall.

The whole person rolled over limply, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

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(End of this chapter)