Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 352 Farewell, Old Friend

"I feel the same...I feel the same...?"

With Liu Xianfeng's unintentional reminder, Xu Yuanchang suddenly understood how he should go about his future path of becoming a mortal.

He was lonely at the top, as he associated with people who were all masters. However, the Tao was at the bottom. Otherwise, with his current state of mind as a cultivator, it would be difficult for him to integrate into the real world even if he had been in the mortal world for a hundred years.

The invisible barrier will make him pay the price of superficiality, thinking that he is experiencing life but actually not going deep into it.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Liu Xianfeng blinked her clear big eyes and looked at the young man who was muttering to himself in confusion.

Xu Yuanchang was in a very good mood. He held the beautiful woman's hand and walked across the old street of the ancient town. "You summarized it very well. Come on, I'll take you to taste the food."

The two men traveled through spring and autumn and mountains, experienced cold winters and scorching summers, and saw almost all the scenery that Dingzhou had never visited.

Arrive at the coast of the East China Sea, enjoy the magnificent sunrise and listen to the sound of the waves.

A ray of talismanic light came from the west, breaking the tranquility of the two people's dependence on each other, and Liu Xianfeng reached out to take it.

"Granny Jiao Teng has sent a message saying that the Flower Festival has begun near Cangci Ridge. We must set off immediately... Alas, I don't know how many years it has been since we last met!"

Liu Xianfeng's tone changed from surprise to melancholy and uneasiness. She was worried that they would be separated in the future and might not be able to see each other.

I still don’t know what the situation in the flower world is like. Grandma Jiao Teng has only heard about it from others and has never been there in person.

"I will go to the Flower Realm to look for you after I ascend to the upper realm. A hundred years will pass quickly. Let's go. We can't keep Fellow Daoist Jiao Teng waiting for too long."

Xu Yuanchang spoke very calmly, but as for what he felt in his heart, only he himself knew.

The two flew nearly 40,000 miles from the Da Cang Dynasty and arrived at Canci Ridge in the Wuqiu Mountains the next morning.

Liu Xianfeng followed the familiar feeling and found a low mountain three hundred miles to the west.

Jiao Teng, along with eight little flower fairies and elves, had been sitting cross-legged under a tree on the top of the mountain, having been waiting for a long time.

After a few greetings, Jiao Teng couldn't hide the joy on her face. She had experienced decades of bloody trials and had faced life-and-death dangers many times. Her long-cherished wish had come true, and she was eager to leave the secret realm among flowers and go to the holy land, Dianjiang Palace in the Flower Realm, which she had always longed for.

Pulling out a small wooden staff from his sleeve, the white-haired Jiao Teng said, "Thank you for your care over the years, fellow Daoist. I have no way to repay you. I have used a piece of 3,000-year-old Six Paths wood to forge a wood-fire staff. Daoist, you can inlay it with six kinds of gems, including Life Wood Stone, Brilliant Wood Crystal, Pulling God Wood, Illusion Stone, Wood Blue Stone, and Wood Flame Crystal, to increase the power of the Six Paths Wood Staff. Please accept it."

She was very grateful to Brother Xu for taking her in, so that she wouldn't have to face the long and dangerous battlefield.

Later, she followed Fellow Daoist Zeng and Fellow Daoist Xu on expeditions and made a lot of money, which gave her the capital to survive in the flower world in the future.

It took more than twenty years to refine the treasured materials into treasures bit by bit using exquisite secret methods.

She herself cannot use wood or fire materials, so this can be seen as repaying the favor she owes.

Liu Xianfeng exclaimed "Wow" and deliberately made a fuss, "Mother-in-law, you are biased. You won't even let me take a look at such a beautiful staff. You hide it very well."

She signaled with her eyes that the young master should accept it. The power of this treasure lies in the embedded formation, which is very clever and ingenious. It can unleash the superimposed power of six different gems, and it will be no problem to use it in the future when one reaches the sixth level of cultivation.

Xu Yuanchang said a few polite words, then took the crystal yellow jade-like staff, which was about a foot long and fit him well in his hand.

He immediately liked the staff that was custom-made for him. He already had Life Wood Stone, Wood Blue Stone and Wood Flame Crystal on hand, but he still lacked the other three kinds of gems. He would think of a way to get them together later.

After saying a few words, Jiao Teng bowed and said, "Take care, fellow Daoist. See you in the upper realm later. Goodbye!" She left as she said that. She paused with her cane, and a ray of white light wrapped around Liu Xianfeng and the eight little flower fairies and elves. In a flash of light, they disappeared on the top of the mountain. She didn't need to dance to open the door like Liu Xianfeng and Jin Zi did before.

She had been in charge of this secret land among flowers for nearly a thousand years, and during the Flower Festival, she could come and go freely.

Xu Yuanchang's fists froze in the air. He left immediately. I thought he would have to pull back and forth for a while. He saluted silently and said, "Take care!"

Wandering alone on the top of the mountain, when the sun was setting, Xu Yuanchang walked westward alone.

“No one asks me if the porridge is warm, no one stands with me at dusk!”

The lonely smile on his lips disappeared, and he slowly emptied his mind, entrusting the reluctance, concern and sweetness that were lingering in his heart to the autumn scenery.

Travel in the morning and sleep at night, and take things as they come.

It took me more than three months to walk the same arduous path that I had walked before.

On a snowy day in the middle of winter, Xu Yuanchang stepped into the passage and walked into the rather depressing dark world. Without disturbing any of his friends, he returned to Fu Cailing alone and sent a message to Uncle Meng to say hello and inform him.

The golden toad had already come out of retreat after advancing to the fourth level. As soon as they met, it quacked in demon language to express its gratitude, saying that from now on it would be a demon of Bailin Valley in both life and ghost of Bailin Valley in death. It was unknown where it had learned these words of loyalty, but it kept spouting them out.

Too vulgar, too sincere.

Xu Shengtian got goose bumps when he heard this. He kicked Xueli, who secretly encouraged Jinchan to do this, and said, "We don't like this in Bailin Valley. Let's see what happens next."

After Xueli, Jinchan, Yuanbao, Huabei and others went out, Xu Shengtian reported the major events that had happened in the dark world over the past three years. In fact, not much had happened. The four continents were peaceful and there were no conflicts among the top leaders. Zhu Zongshan led 10,000 monks in rotation on the patrol road. Even if a war broke out in the four passage cities, it would be safe.

Zeng Shanlang is still in seclusion and has not come out.

"Oh, by the way, half a year ago, the academy spread the news that a new sixth-floor Confucian cultivator had been promoted. Strangely, his name and origin were not disclosed to the public. I specifically asked Liu Nayun, but he was still out with the army on patrol and didn't know much about the academy's situation. It was also inconvenient for me to ask his master Yan Ruoxing about it."

“Who could that be? Back then, two veteran fifth-floor Confucianists, Fang Kumu and Chen Zhanping, had half a foot in the sixth-floor, but were imprisoned by Uncle Meng and their cultivation was restricted, so it was impossible for them to break through.”

Xu Yuanchang thought for a long time but could not get the point. It was even less likely that it was Yan Ruoxing. That guy had only been the chief priest of the academy for a few years and he hadn't even gotten comfortable yet. His cultivation had only reached the middle stage of the fifth floor. He was far from being able to do that.

As he was speaking, a talismanic light flew into the yard.

Xu Yuanchang took the communication talisman and swiped it, then stood up and said, "Master Meng invited me to the school's Quze City gathering. He is a guest there, so you can go and join in the fun."

Even if he didn't call out, Xu Shengtian would follow him.

Leaving Xueli and other monsters to guard the house at Fucai Ridge, the two flew to Quze City in the northeast.

About half an hour later, the two, led by their old friend Fu Ying, walked into the main hall of the city. Yan Ruoxing was sitting in the middle, with Meng Shanhe on his left and Kou Xueqian, their old instructor who had not been seen for nearly a hundred years, on his right.

"It's him!"

Xu Yuanchang hurriedly bowed to the teacher who had taught him calligraphy.

But it was a little strange that he sensed a hint of coldness from Mr. Kou.

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(End of this chapter)