Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 381: Giving You a Chance Is Useless
The crow squinted its eyes towards the sky, with a thin mist covering its body. The next moment, it transformed into a weathered-looking man dressed in black. He wore a dark cloak on his back, which seemed to be made of pieces of black feathers, and sparkled with a blue-purple metallic color under the sunlight.

"Boy, are you qualified to talk to me about 'ungratefulness'?"

The man had sunken cheeks, an eagle-like nose, and a dazed gaze looking up at the sky. He looked very disdainful and said, "You are a small accomplice in the transaction between Lao Li and me, and a burden that the old rabbit forced upon me. You were able to enter the Confused God Platform and practice for more than 40 years because Lao Li helped you get the opportunity. Don't think that I must remember your kindness just because you broke the seal.

“Bullshit, I had already escaped before you came here, otherwise how could I use the altar to pull you into the space?
"Why don't you use your self-righteous brain to think about this? Since I am suppressed, how can I go out and use my magical powers and magic weapons easily? I promised you that I would give you a benefit and restore some of my lost cultivation. You have wasted decades of my time in vain, and you are so shameless to blame me."

After listening to the old crow's long curse, Xu Yuanchang rolled his eyes and sneered, "The old rabbit is worried about nothing. I begged him or something, but he took the initiative to trick me and locked me up for more than 40 years. Do you want me to be grateful? And you, you look down on people. I have been displeased with you for a long time. Do you dare to say that you used the Heavenly Book Bronze Tablet to deal with me just now for my own good?"

He didn't expect that Crow was a sick guy. He would rather stay in the dark and cooperate with Lao Li in a big drama to trick people.

Afterwards he will remember Lao Li's kindness. That guy always does good things secretly and with evil intentions. No one else can do that.

The man finally glanced at the little guy who dared to challenge him, and a sneer appeared on his lips. He said, "Since you enjoy scolding me, I will give you a chance to fight. Don't learn from the old Taoist Yanshan who talks about morality and justice and finds ten thousand reasons to gain a little psychological advantage. Don't fight when it's time to fight. Come on, I won't beat you to death."

Xu Yuanchang observed carefully and suddenly felt unsure.

Listen to the crow's words in reverse.

If he makes a mistake, he might be killed. He has to think about defeat before thinking about victory, so he has to make some preparations in advance.

The old bird has recovered for more than 50 years, and its cultivation should not have surpassed the sixth level, otherwise it would have attracted a great calamity. It seems that we can take advantage of this?
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Chu, although you didn't like me before, you didn't treat me like an enemy like you do now. Can you tell me the reason?"

Xu Yuanchang was delaying time, but he actually knew the reason.

"I didn't tell you before that you are the descendant of Taoist Yanshan. I hate Taoists the most in my life, but you are not worthy of being my enemy. At most, you are just a slightly larger ant."

The man continued to look up at the sky, raised his hand and flicked his finger.

"Bang", Xu Yuanchang, who was more than ten miles away, exploded into pieces and scattered in the lake breeze and air.

Xu Yuanchang appeared above a lake island several miles away. The shallow water area of ​​the lake below had already reached the bottom. Countless fish and shrimps were suffering from the disaster in the mud and were jumping around. He suddenly found that he didn't have any particularly powerful killer weapon to deal with the old crow.

With the Altar of Confusion in hand, Crow is almost invincible.

Apart from being able to use the illusion of "nothingness" to avoid danger, he did not dare to approach within three hundred feet of the crow. If he was not careful, he would be immobilized on the spot by the treasure, which would be a tragedy.

Of course he wanted nothing more than to escape, and no one in the lower world could stop him.

He has released the replacement medium that can be borrowed a hundred miles away.

Just think about using the secret art of phantom soul to interfere with the opponent's soul. How could he compare with the soul power of the old crow who lived thousands of years ago?

However, the arrow has been put on the string and must be shot. Strong enemies are hard to find, so just treat it as training with the crow to gain experience in getting beaten.

Xu Yuanchang's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was about five miles away from the man. He made a gesture with his right hand and hit him. A roar like a dragon's roar was heard in the air, and a huge dragon claw handprint with green light flowing from it fell from the sky and slapped the man with his nose facing the sky.

"Your skills are just trifles, they are flashy but not practical. Please don't embarrass yourself in front of me."

The man flicked his finger lightly, and the huge Rising Wood Dragon Seal split in two from the middle, stagnating in the dispersing wind.

Without even looking at the little fellow who was trying to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, he flicked his finger in the other direction.

"Bang", a loud bang was heard from the lake several miles away, and a five-foot-long turtle shell revealed its true shape. It was hit by a finger and became dazzlingly bright. The turtle pattern was distorted and splashed around like raindrops. The turtle shell slammed into the lake, stirring up a huge area of ​​mud and water.

There was a phantom that quickly retreated, but still couldn't escape, and was shattered in the air by a turning attack.

That was the sixth-level incarnation puppet that Xu Yuanchang had spent decades nurturing.

He specially gave the tortoise shell refined using the Creation Altar to his incarnation for use, keeping it intact, hoping to maximize the power of the tortoise shell magic weapon.

However, when the sixth-level incarnation made his first appearance, he was almost killed by a crow before he could even make a move.

There were a series of dense clanging sounds, and several flying swords that were refined to the length of fingers flew backwards, unable to get close to the man at all. His several tricks were broken one by one.

Xu Yuanchang appeared in the air where his incarnation was defeated and scattered. He waved his hand and gathered most of the soul power.

The next moment his whole body exploded and he fled into the distance. His figure kept flashing left and right at low altitude, and his afterimage exploded as he was chased, with thrilling "bang bang" sounds.

That life-and-death crisis made Xu Yuan terrified and exhausted.

He integrated the Dahuoluo Fighting Technique into the Phantom Escape Technique. His movements were unpredictable, strange and erratic. Occasionally, he could use the released medium to replace it. After escaping for more than fifty miles, he finally got a chance to catch his breath.

In the confused altar space, when he was not practicing calculations to break the formation, he often entered the fifth and sixth floors of the magic glass mirror which had turned into a small study, to practice illusions, body movements, flying knives, flying swords, and fire techniques, etc. He did this day after day for decades without slacking off, except that he didn't hang around under the crow's nose.

The man did not continue to attack with his fingers. To him, it was just a casual play.

The old senior who has mastered the power of rules can just bully a junior who dares to yell at him and teach him a lesson. He cannot really beat the Taoist priest who looks annoying to death.

The man sneered, "Boy, you have lost the elegance of an illusionist that Lao Li always boasts about. You are running away in a very ugly way."

I have to admit that the kid has a talent for escaping, and he has all kinds of ways to escape, having learned a lot from Lao Li's art of observing the invisible and phantom world.

"I am not as skilled as you, but I am grateful for your advice. Next time when I have made progress, I will ask for advice from Fellow Daoist Chu."

Xu Yuanchang's figure seemed both real and illusory. He had to guard against sneak attacks from the insidious crows.

The few old guys he dealt with were all as cunning as ghosts and none of them was easy to deal with.

Retrieving the flying sword that had been following him all the way, Xu Yuanchang didn't feel that there was anything shameful about running for his life. Having smelled the breath of death several times just now, he would be able to make some progress and deal with a similar crisis more calmly next time. This was the benefit of experience brought by fighting.

A person practicing invisible skills behind closed doors for thirty or forty years cannot gain as profound insights as this one.

It inspired many of his long-forgotten instincts.

The man casually picked up the bronze tablet of heavenly book and the tortoise shell from the bottom of the lake and threw them to the Taoist priest fifty miles away.

He promised to give the boy some benefits. Although he was deceived by the dead rabbit, how could he break his promise? He said calmly: "It will be difficult for you to become my enemy, at least not within a thousand years."

There is a huge gap between the two of them, and he really didn't take Junjie, who was favored by Lao Li, seriously. He would wait until he advances to the eighth level.

He waved his hand and sent a brilliant beam of magic power into the sky.

"Heavenly Tribulation, come quickly!"

Amidst the loud explosions, dark clouds surged, and the might of the heaven and earth within dozens of miles suddenly materialized, with strong winds. Xu Yuanchang carefully used his magic power to wrap the bronze tablet and tortoise shell that were whistling down at him, and after a brief inspection, he put the treasures into the space of the Huanxian Ring, and slowly flew backwards. He looked up at the high sky where the calamity clouds were piled up in the distance, and secretly admired the other party's free and easy spirit.

Exhausted by the crow's casual attacks, Xu Yuanchang vaguely felt a hint of unusual power.

This put him under tremendous pressure and his life was on the line.

He guessed that it was the legendary power of rules that one had to advance to at least the seventh level to comprehend.

Although it is very far away from him, it is a good thing to be able to experience it personally in advance.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the sky and the earth in that area sank, and lightning and thunder roared.

Xu Yuanchang was already able to face ordinary minor heavenly tribulations with a calm mind. Suddenly, he saw a divine platform shining brightly, rapidly expanding to nearly a hundred feet, rising into the sky with unparalleled momentum, directly shattering the low-hanging tribulation clouds in the sky, and rising straight up to the sky with countless tribulation thunders.

Amid the roar of thunder, there was a shocking and unpleasant "quack" sound that was unmatched by heaven and earth.

"Boy, ascend to the upper realm soon."

The sound faded away along with the colorful light.

"This is... too awesome, too cool, you can even fly like this!"

Xu Yuanchang was stunned.

He realized it belatedly and felt scared. He had no idea of ​​his own limitations and had fought with such a powerful being, wanting to settle accounts with him.

That's not right. He was being brutally abused unilaterally by the crow and had no power to fight back.

Next time I see Lao Li, I can exaggerate and brag about it.

We don’t know how many shocking secrets are hidden in the underworld, so we must always keep a low profile.

When we arrived at the thunderstorm area, the water in the lake below had almost evaporated, all the fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs were cooked, and three huge water holes were exposed at the bottom of the lake, and the silt slowly collapsed downwards.

Xu Yuanchang did not stay long. Before the monks from the nearby city could fly over to investigate, he disappeared into the air.

I have gained a lot and I am eager to go home. I don’t want to waste any more time.

About two hours later, masters such as Mu Qingshan who flew over after hearing the news were amazed when they felt the lingering breath of thunder in the air. Some people speculated that Xu Yuanchang, who was missing here, had transcended the thunder and ascended to heaven.

A monk dived into the lake where a large number of dead fish were floating and discovered a huge pit at the bottom of the lake that was hundreds of feet deep.

When the news reached Tuofeng Island, Xu Shengtian was greatly surprised.

No way, it's impossible for Third Uncle to transcend the tribulation and ascend to heaven without even saying hello.

In the middle of the night, Xu Yuanchang passed by the island that his nephew had boasted about many times, saying that it was a small paradise overseas, but he had never been there once.

On the highest point of the island, there is a cliff-shaped plaque with a few huge characters engraved on it: "Watch the Camel Hump Island in Bailin Valley with Ease".

"Is Shengtian on the island?"

Chief Xu Yuanchang's question caused a burst of intense "squeaks", "woofs" and "quacks" to be heard on the island. Excited spiders, toads and yellow dogs flew over, followed by more than a dozen monks who saluted and greeted them with fists.

"Shengtian and Xueli went to Laizhou to look for me?"

After listening to the reports from several disciples of Dengxianguan, Xu Yuanchang waved his hand and said, "Send a message to ask them to come back. I will rest on the island for a day." He touched the dog's head. Yuanbao looked a little old and his cultivation had stagnated, but Huabei had already advanced to the fourth level.

After landing on the main peak of the island, Xu Yuanchang waved his hand to let all the disciples of Dengxian Temple who were standing in the proper order go down. After communicating with the three Yuanbao monsters for a while, he walked into the side hall, set up restrictions, and took out the tortoise shell that had a dent in it caused by a crow's finger hitting it in the air.

It took some time for him to use the collected soul power and the core soul power of the sixth-level incarnation puppet that he had specially intercepted to merge the two to restore the incarnation, and then put it into the tortoise shell to nurture it.

He had the Altar of Creation, so repairing the turtle shell was not difficult, but it would consume some sixth-level materials.

Taking out a copper tablet of heavenly script that was several feet high, Xu Yuanchang stroked the cold tablet, feeling and exploring the treasure bit by bit. What surprised him was that the treasure was spotlessly clean inside and out, without any traces of having been sacrificed by anyone.

He guessed that the crow had wiped out all the marks on the bronze tablet of the Heavenly Book moments before throwing it to him.

The crow is a trustworthy person. He will give all the benefits you ask him to give, without being stingy.

Xu Yuanchang used the magic formula taught to him by Lao Li to strike into the bronze stele with his hands. As the magic power invaded the surface of the stele, the bronze stele hummed and vibrated in response. The stele body slowly grew larger, and the hall and Camel Hump Mountain where it was located shook accordingly.

Half an hour later, the strange phenomenon disappeared, and Xu Yuanchang had already started to refine the bronze tablet of the Heavenly Book.

There is a space of its own inside the bronze tablet, but it is much smaller than the Fantasy Immortal Ring.

Yuanbao, Huabei and other monks who were alarmed outside had already retreated far away. When they realized that Tuofeng Mountain had calmed down, they whispered to each other and returned to their respective residences.

Xu Yuanchang looked up at the bronze stele that was about ten feet high. With a thought, the huge stele slowly shrank and restored its original shape.

However, it was only about ten feet high, and no matter how hard it was urged, the bronze tablet could not shrink any further.

He still needs to spend a lot of time to slowly figure out this treasure and become familiar with the use of the bronze tablet. At present, even if the bronze tablet of the Heavenly Book is smashed on the head, the power is still not small. It is estimated that an ordinary sixth-level formation will not be able to withstand a few severe blows. The fastest way to break the formation is to break it with brute force.

Xu Yuan smiled, he liked this huge treasure very much. Maybe he could put it on the altar of creation for sacrifice?
At present, it is still too large and inconvenient to use.

Xu Yuanchang put the bronze tablet into the space of the Fantasy Immortal Ring and did not rush to use the Creation Altar to refine it. He had more important things to do.

Sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, concentrating his mind and calming his spirit, he slowly recalled the moments when he was attacked by the crows and had to flee hastily. Bit by bit, he strengthened his instinctive experience and summarized the two flaws and mistakes that forced him to use a medium to escape.

Recall it repeatedly several times, write down the life and death experiences, and engrave them in your heart.

Then he relaxed, savoring the fatal power of rules and the vague feeling of shock it brought him.

Even if he can't gain anything, he wants to strengthen the impression.

This is the beginning of spiritual practice, with the accumulation of time.

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(End of this chapter)