Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 383: Heaven and Earth Cannot Forbear, I Must Leave

Green mountains never grow old; green water lasts forever.

At the foot of Pingqian Mountain in the Daning Dynasty, Xu Shengtian, who had always been free and unrestrained, sat on the ground, raised his wine gourd, and saluted the short and fat old man less than three feet tall who was squatting on a tree stump opposite him. He tilted his head back and poured the wine down, drinking heartily.

Wiping his chin to see the dripping wine, Xu Shengtian burped and said, "Mr. Mo, as long as you are willing to give up the incense, cultivation, and the benefits of the god position that you have enjoyed for nearly a thousand years, the rest of the tedious matters such as removing the shackles of fate and removing the mountain god tablet can be left to me. It is not a big deal, but you have to think carefully. Reincarnation in the netherworld is very dangerous. If you have a sixth-level cultivation and your soul power can withstand the consumption, you still have a better chance."

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye. After Xu Shengtian had accumulated enough knowledge through seclusion, he swallowed the three kinds of elixirs prepared for him by Mr. Zeng and passed the "Heart Demon and Soul Chaos" barrier very thrillingly. He ascended the tower and advanced to the sixth level, becoming one of the three sixth-level masters of the Daning Dynasty, and was known to the world.

After consolidating his cultivation for a year, he suddenly received a message from the old mountain god who had done him a favor in the past. He immediately rushed over to drink and chat about the past. After hearing the old mountain god's request, Xu Shengtian had no reason not to help, but he had to make it clear in advance.

As for the influence of cause and effect, he is not afraid to bear it.

The old mountain god Mo put down the wine jug, stroked the shiny handle of his mountain-hunting staff with his left hand, and sighed.

"The glory of the Divine Court is gone. The pseudo-God of the Qianfang Realm Dynasty can only reach the peak of the fifth level. It is impossible for them to cross the threshold of the chasm. In addition to gradually wasting their will and divine body, they will never be able to make a breakthrough. Why don't I borrow your light to gamble on the road to immortality while I can still move?"

Ever since he heard that Xu Shengtian had advanced to the sixth level and entered the ranks of top masters, he has been thinking about reincarnation.

I have lived long enough, and what does it matter if I have been able to call the shots in a small piece of territory for nearly a thousand years?
Seeing no future and no way to survive, he finally made up his mind to gamble on his future.

I would rather die than live without freedom!

Seeing the old man's unusually firm attitude, Xu Shengtian raised his wine gourd again to toast him.

With his current status and position, his words are law in the Daning Dynasty, and it would be a piece of cake for him to help the old mountain god remove his deity status.

He usually laughs and jokes and never behaves seriously, but he has to consider matters concerning the life and death of the old mountain god carefully. He cannot simply let the old mountain god's soul go to the underworld and leave his fate to fate.

The hope of reincarnation is too slim.

After drinking, Xu Shengtian said goodbye and left, returning to Dengxian Temple and visiting Guzhu Peak where Zhuzong Mountain was practicing.

In Qianfang Realm, there is no other cultivator who can connect with the masters of Ghost Realm except Zhu Zongshan.

And there are only three or two people in the world who know that Zhu Zongshan has this ability.

After a secret conversation with Zhu Zongshan, who was still stuck in the late stage of the fifth floor, Xu Shengtian went back and waited for three months. After getting the accurate information, he began to implement the plan.

It took a year to complete all the tedious procedures and help the old mountain god Moro get rid of all his worries. The old mountain god's soul and a bag of sixth-level materials were delivered to Chang Wuhui, who then arranged for Moro to reincarnate in the reincarnation ghost world.

He and Zhu Zongshan are close friends, so it cannot be said that he owes anyone a favor.

Xu Shengtian, who was free from worries, left the sect and went all the way south to Bailin Valley to revisit the old place and visit his parents' graves. He saw that the Shuanglin Valley nearby had courtyards, pavilions and attics, and a woman in pink and green skirt was weeding in the vegetable patch.

The mountain flowers are in full bloom and the peach and plum blossoms are fragrant.

"Yao Ling."

"Uh...Yao Ling pays respects to the ancestor."

The woman in the green skirt put down her hoe in surprise and was about to kneel down to pay her respects, but was held up by a gentle force.

Xu Shengtian waved his hands and said, "I can't stand this. Stand up and talk properly."

He took a look at Xu Yaoling, who was already in the middle stage of the third floor. Time passed quickly. It had been more than 80 years since they last met. He asked, "Did your master hand over Shuanglin Valley to you?"

Xu Yaoling followed the old ancestor and flew over Bailin Valley. She said, "Dean Lan didn't ask me to become his disciple. She and Elder He usually instruct me on my cultivation. She said... the great ancestor might have other arrangements. Dean Lan has already handed Shuanglin Valley over to me to manage. She only comes here occasionally."

She still remembered Taizu's promise that as long as she advanced to the third floor within sixty years, Taizu would personally teach her a few moves, but she could not easily see Taizu in person.

"It's okay if you don't want to be my disciple. Your great ancestor is going to prepare for his ascension. I will take care of your affairs from now on."

Xu Shengtian looked down at the lush valley below, which was almost impossible to find a place to stand. The wood energy here was so strong that there were few places like it in the Daning Dynasty. He said, "This Bailin Valley was carved out from Dengxian Temple. I will hand it over to you on behalf of your great ancestor. You can take care of it yourself and plant spiritual medicinal herbs. It can be regarded as a blessed place for the Xu family cultivators to practice in seclusion."

I greeted the demon plant whose branches and leaves were swaying as thick as a big tree.

Explain to the monster that from now on Xu Yaoling will be in charge of this place, and it should be well guarded and not be lazy.

It was such a pity that Bailin Valley was abandoned, and he would never allow it to fall into the hands of outsiders.

Xu Yaoling was overjoyed. After thanking the old ancestor, he asked in a low voice: "Old ancestor, can I travel with you for a few years?"

"Why not? Your current cultivation level is just right."

Xu Shengtian slowly circled over Bailin Valley and asked, "How many Xu family cultivators are there in Yuru Temple now?"

"There are seven of them in total, and I am the only one who has advanced to the third floor. I can recruit two outstanding disciples from the Xu family and take turns to practice in Bailin Valley."

"There is a spiritual spring hidden under this low mountain. You can open it up and use it as a long-term income for the family."

Xu Shengtian pointed out the location to Xu Yaoling. There were third-level demon plants guarding it, so no thief would dare to come and make plans. The cultivators at the fourth floor and above had to respect their status and would not dare to offend him and his third uncle or do stupid things that would bring about their own destruction.

He took Xu Yaoling to the ancestral cemetery in the west of the village, burned incense and offered sacrifices without disturbing the villagers.

After Xu Shengtian stood up, he suddenly looked at a tomb. It was very ordinary, without even a tombstone. The top of the tomb was overgrown with weeds and was almost flattened. There were no traces of burning paper money or incense in front of the tomb. It had been a long time since descendants had visited there to pay homage.

A grave will naturally become flat after a hundred years. The grave of that tribe member is very old.

Xu Shengtian looked through the soil on the grave and looked at the thin black gas in the pit below, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The ancestors of Shipan Village are spiritual, and the cemeteries gave birth to the Xu family gods, who are currently very weak.

He is a sixth-level spiritual cultivator and has the means to nourish the spirituality of his family god.

"Ancestor, have you found anything?"

What Xu Yaoling learned had nothing to do with ghosts and gods, so she did not see the embryonic form of the household god.

Xu Shengtian whispered a few words, saying that the emergence of a clan guardian god would be a great thing for the descendants and should not be known to outsiders. He agreed with Xu Yaoling to set off in half a month to give Xu Yaoling time to deal with some things.

He went to check on the Xu clan ancestral hall quietly, made some arrangements, and created a safe place for the family gods to absorb incense and create an escape route when danger came.

I waited for half a month and waited for Xu Yaoling.

He did not meet with other cultivators who were descendants of the Xu family. He took Xu Yaoling to Dengxian Temple and the capital city for a tour, and met many old friends. Then the two of them traveled westward, stopping from time to time, and visiting friends in the dynasty sects they passed by. It took more than three months to reach Xiyuan.

He regarded Xu Yaoling as a leading talent among his descendants and a direct descendant who would pass on the torch, and introduced the forces he had made friends with to Xu Yaoling.

The more friends you have, the easier your life will be. He does not approve of blindly practicing asceticism behind closed doors.

With his current level of cultivation and status, he was always given the most solemn reception whenever he visited any dynasty or sect.

On the way, he received a message from his second apprentice brother, saying that Dong Xing and Xue Li had returned from their overseas trip. Xu Yaoling followed the generous and young-looking old ancestor who loved wine and had seen too many important figures. When he was in Yuru Temple, Lan Jianyuan had a cold personality. There were no guests disturbing Yongquan Peak all year round, and he lived a plain and quiet life.

She was originally generous and lively, and she gradually recovered under the guidance of the ancestor.

"This is the Monster Capture Mountain. I will go and get a Monster Capture Mountain Patrol Officer badge later. This will make it easier for me to travel around Dingzhou in the future."

Xu Shengtian said casually, stretching out his hand to ask the monk on duty who was saluting and welcoming him to stand up. He was as humble as his third uncle and did not need any pomp to welcome him, the great master of the Monster Catching Mountain.

Xu Yaoling, looking around curiously, flew to Shiping Square halfway up Qingyan Mountain.

A silver light flashed, and snow particles appeared nearby.

"Wow, congratulations, senior brother. Congratulations on advancing to the sixth level. Next time I go to Wangxian Island, I will make a sign and hang it on my chest with 'Xu Shengtian's brother' written on it. Hahaha, I can definitely walk sideways now."

The chubby boy, wearing that flashy and dazzling silver robe, was grinning with an indescribable arrogance.

He was so happy to meet his friend again after such a long separation and to return from his travels.

Dong Xing then appeared silently in the square, smiled and saluted seriously with his fists clasped.

Zeng Shanlang and Meng Yiyi came out of the cave. They had their own residence on their master's territory and greeted each other.

Xu Shengtian pinched the fat boy's ear, greeted everyone, and introduced Xu Yaoling behind him.

Soon, the mountain master Wu Sheng, Wu Zhe and others arrived, and there was another round of polite exchanges. A new sixth-level master had been promoted to the Monster Catching Mountain, and the whole mountain was celebrating this big event. Xu Shengtian didn't care, but they couldn't lose their manners.

The area around Xifengtai on Qingyan Mountain was filled with mist and numerous formations, and it had long been designated as a forbidden area.

Xu Yuanchang lived in seclusion in a cave in the back mountain, practicing meditation all year round and entering deep meditation. He woke up once every five to ten years. The idea of ​​"no time passes" was a lament from high-level cultivators about the passing of time.

He needs a long period of undisturbed time to further realize the state of tranquility and inaction and the subtle illusory way of heaven and earth.

Eighty years had passed unknowingly, and the magic power in his body had reached perfection, with no room for further improvement.

He spent another thirty or forty years refining and studying the few treasures he had. The phantom armor on his body had already been upgraded to the sixth level, and could automatically provide protection without him having to think about it. He also discovered new uses for the six wooden staffs and the phantom glass mirror.

Only the bronze tablet of the Heavenly Book could be used for nothing except smashing. Even after being refined on the altar of creation for twenty years, it remained motionless. It could not be shrunk to the size of a palm, and no one knew what good use it had.

Maybe the time has not come yet.

Xu Yuanchang did not force it. He still had a treasure, the Phantom Jade Skull, which he had owned for more than two hundred years and was still unusable.

After walking out of the cave and putting away the guardian incarnation, Xu Yuanchang looked up and glanced at the sky.

He had a strong feeling that he could bring about a heavenly calamity at any time if he wanted to. His power was so strong that this world was already vaguely rejecting him.

He carefully controlled his breath and walked step by step to the halfway point of the mountain.

Looking at the scenery on the mountain again, it seems like it is in another world, with a sense of unreality.

It was a very strange feeling, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that the underworld no longer tolerated him.

He finally understood that Zeng Wanglou was eager to overcome the tribulation and ascend to heaven because he could not wait and his strength had reached the critical point.

"Master, you are out of seclusion."

Dong Xing, who was writing in the room, was the first to notice that his master had appeared in the square. He appeared immediately, clasped his fists and bowed in salute.

There was no aura of fluctuation on Xu Yuanchang's body, not even the shadow cast by the sun. He smiled and supported himself. This little disciple he accepted still had difficulty in practicing even after he became enlightened. After more than a hundred years, he still hadn't advanced to the fourth level.

It takes a long time to hone your skills, and the more time passes, the harder it becomes to break through.

"Who else is in Xiyuan? Tell them to come back."

"Yes, disciple will send the message right away."

Dong Xing quickly sent out a message to all those who were out. Xueli had gone to the overseas Wangxianzhou with Huabei and Jinchan fifty years ago. The whereabouts of the eldest senior brother was unknown and no one knew where he was now.

"Master, do you want to send a message to Xu Yaoling? She was promoted to the fourth floor twenty years ago."

"Oh, let her come over. I think I still owe her a promise."

Xu Yuanchang walked down the mountain step by step, seemingly slowly. After a few steps he reached the foot of the mountain. He was currently in a strange state and it was inconvenient for him to use his magic power, but his body movements were natural, a bit like the ability to shrink the earth into an inch.

Dong Xing quickly flew up to catch up.

Xu Yuanchang walked to a viewing platform called "Maple Leaf Pavilion" and waited for a while. Then Wu Zhe, who had received the message, flew over from the north.

"I've met Senior Brother Wu."

He and Senior Brother Wu had a special relationship. He stood up, smiled and bowed respectfully. After parting today, he didn't know when they would meet again, or perhaps it would be a farewell forever.

Wu Zhe looked at his junior brother who looked calm, and went forward to help him, but he missed.

The two people are only a few feet apart, yet they seem worlds apart.

"Enter the subtle world and calm your mind to save yourself."

A sound like thunder roared in Wu Zhe's ears.

This made Wu Zhe stand there in a daze.

Xu Yuanchang left the observation deck, bowed to his senior brother again, set up restrictions, waved to call his senior brother's personal followers who were following him from afar, gave them a few instructions through voice transmission, asking them to guard the place and not let passing monks disturb his senior brother's meditation, and then turned around and returned to Qingyan Mountain.

Whether the senior brother can seize the opportunity for enlightenment depends on whether he has a solid foundation. He can only help here.

Zeng Shanlang and Meng Yiyi arrived first, followed by Old Yellow Dog, and then Xu Yaoling who was far away in Bailin Valley in Daning. Xu Shengtian had gone to Hezhou and was still on his way.

Xu Yuanchang touched the old and frail yellow dog, thinking that the dog’s life span was coming to an end and it was beyond human control.

After talking to Zeng Shanlang and Meng Yiyi for a while, he gave Xu Yaoling a flying sword and taught him a few moves. Seeing that it was getting late, he stood up and said, "Let's not wait for Shengtian and Xueli. Let's go to the desert."

The magical power in his body was faintly restless, and he had to overcome the tribulation.

Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it, so I have to leave.

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(End of this chapter)