Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 391 Rumors stop with wise men

The breeze is gentle and the fragrance of flowers is in the air.

After the welcoming banquet, Xu Yuanchang strolled on the top of Qinglin Mountain, which was covered with ancient trees, and looked at the dark gray fortress-like building that had been freshly cleaned after the seal was lifted. There were many menial monks and several fourth-floor disciples who were busy using magic to clean up the overgrown stone paths and mountain roads, as well as the attics, courtyards, pavilions, corridors and other places on and below Qinglin Mountain.

"This was the place where a senior sister practiced in seclusion. Five hundred years ago, she went out to travel and died near the waters of Jiuzhu Island."

The accompanying Yan Hanlin briefly introduced it and said, "'A thousand coffins come out of the door, and the family is prosperous'. Every sealed mountaintop in Wuliu Mountain has had a master, or even more than one. If you think the mountain name is unlucky, you can choose a new name and report it to the eldest brother. Don't worry about anything."

"Qinglinshan, that sounds good, no need to change it."

Xu Yuanchang walked into the empty ancient castle. The castle was divided into three floors, with a secret room, a training room and an underground storehouse. He used an array device to open the array that connected to the roots of the ground, and spiritual energy poured in. He was very satisfied with the treatment as a formal elder.

Yan Hanlin glanced at the empty castle and said, "What kind of furnishings, displays, flowers, etc. do you need? Just tell Fan Changshun and the others. You can also buy three or two little flower fairies and put them on the mountain to take care of the forest and flowers."

Fan Changshun is the manager of the fourth floor building assigned to Qinglin Mountain by the sect.

The upper realm is rich in spiritual energy, and there are demon sects that specialize in cultivating flower trees and breeding little flower demons, which are then sold for huge profits.

Xu Yuanchang nodded and said with a smile: "I'll ask Fan Changshun to handle it when he's done."

Yan Hanlin squinted his eyes, his expression a little vulgar, and suggested: "You can find a few concubines from the low-level female disciples, or go to the shops in the human market of Qiaojiao City and choose to buy some high-end goods. The road of cultivation is long and arduous. At our level, we can consider leaving behind bloodline descendants and developing family power."

Xu Yuanchang glanced at his senior brother. He had always been a man of few desires and did not want to be distracted by matters between men and women at a critical moment, so he ended the conversation with just one sentence.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. I have a partner far away."

Yan Hanlin laughed. Junior Brother Xu was not of the same kind. Some people were fond of wine, some were lustful, but Junior Brother Xu was devoted to cultivation, a true ascetic. He changed the subject and said, "Senior Brother asked me to take the lead in breaking the remaining thunder array and transform it into a sixth-level thunder array within three or two years while the thunder aura has not dissipated. I hope Yuanchang can help me."

Xu Yuanchang thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I do have some ideas for building a sixth-order lightning array. I will look up some books and materials, perfect the idea and draw the array diagram. Please give me some advice, brother."

He had broken the remaining formation step by step with his own hands, and knew that piece of heaven and earth, as well as the strength of the underground thunder aura, almost like the back of his hand.

He is a pure array breaker. Due to the limitation of his own talent, he cannot build an array, but he is good at constructing array diagrams through calculations.

As a new elder, enjoying the benefits of the sect, he must fulfill his obligations to the best of his ability.

This also avoids having to help build the formation yourself.

Yan Hanlin smiled happily and said, "Okay, Master Yuan has been a great help. I will be waiting for your good news."

To use the remains of the original lightning pillar to conceive a new sixth-order lightning formation is much more difficult than directly building a new formation that can be used at will. He believes that Junior Brother Xu can construct a ingenious formation diagram.

After throwing the difficult problem to the knowledgeable Junior Brother Xu, Yan Hanlin did not stay long. He chatted for a while and then said goodbye and left.

The next day, Xu Yuanchang, accompanied by the subordinates assigned to him, came to the sect's Collection of Classics Peak. After showing his elder card, he walked into the library courtyard deep in the courtyard, strolled among the rows of bookshelves, and read various books.

The news that Wuliu Mountain had recruited a new elder from a foreign land spread quickly and attracted the attention of some interested people.

Tiandong Peak, a mountain with a strong evil aura.

The black-clothed man Zhai Yan was so angry that he smashed the pavilion to pieces with a slap, and said indignantly: "Old Monster Cao is a cautious person. Wuliu Mountain is in a precarious situation. How could he possibly recruit a foreign cultivator with unknown origins as a formal elder?"

He couldn't guess what kind of magic potion Taoist Xu had given Old Monster Cao.

He deliberately spread vague information, falsely accusing the Taoist priest from another realm of having caused great disaster in other realms and coming to Liuyun Realm to avoid disaster, or that there were rumors that Taoist priest Xu was a person who betrayed his master and ancestors. All these things were done to confuse the public.

If it were the leaders of most sects, they would rather believe it exists than believe it does not.

For example, Wuji Temple rejected Taoist Xu's attempt to become a guest elder.

Old Monster Cao was really confused and insisted on going against him.

It would be a good idea to accept him as a guest elder. He still has a way to deal with him. He can take advantage of the moment when that guy is alone to attack him.

"Master Xu Yuan, unless you never leave the sect, that sixth-level spiral turtle soul puppet in your hand will be mine sooner or later."

The man in black had a gloomy face as he paced in the forest, thinking hard. He didn't dare to deal with the official elder of Wuliu Mountain openly, otherwise there would be endless troubles, unless Taoist Xu went into places like the Forgotten Forest.

It was by chance that he passed by the inn where Taoist Xu was staying and sensed the aura of the sixth-level soul puppet through a magic weapon. From then on, he kept a close eye on the inn until he confirmed it was correct. Later, he deliberately showed hostility in order to scare the rootless guy from the foreign land out of the city.

He was just a formation master, and even if he knew some useless spells, he really didn't take it seriously.

He needed a complete sixth-order demon soul, and used secret methods to devour and fuse it, in an attempt to break through and advance.

However, as a sixth-rank demon cultivator, it is extremely difficult to obtain a complete sixth-rank demon soul in Liuyun Domain, whether by plotting a sneak attack or purchasing it from a bounty on the black market. Often, one can only obtain a residual soul, which will leave behind troubles.

He will not easily give up the opportunity that is within his grasp.

Xu Yuanchang turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and stayed in Cangdian Peak for half a year.

Apart from Yan Hanlin who occasionally came to visit and ask questions about difficult mathematical problems, no one was interested, and he was happy to be quiet and comfortable.

Wuliu Mountain has a profound cultural heritage. In the last two bookstores that require an elder's card to enter, he found the subsequent exercises of "The Breathing Technique of Ascending to Immortality". He read countless books on secret techniques, talismans, formations, classics, etc., and gained a clearer understanding of the various realms of the upper realm.

We flew back to Qinglin Mountain. It was late autumn and the red leaves of the Qingmu trees planted on the mountain were as red as fire.

Xu Yuanchang spent half a month calculating and drawing a sixth-level "Qingwei Yuanjiang Sanlei Soul-Calling Array" blueprint and sent it to Senior Brother Yan.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yan Hanlin arrived happily and took the freshly-made formation diagram. He immediately used his spiritual consciousness and magic power to simulate the Three Thunder Soul-Calling Formation. He used thunder stones as node energy and carefully controlled it to make it appear in the hall of the ancient castle.

"Okay, the Three Thunder Soul-Calling Formation is uniquely designed and can maximize the effect of the original lightning pillars. I will ask someone to prepare to build the lightning formation."

"Wait a moment, Senior Brother. Can you teach me the method of 'Concrete the Spiritual Consciousness into a Virtual Formation'?"

Xu Yuanchang called out to Yan Hanlin who was in a hurry.

He saw at a glance the value of his spiritual consciousness turning into a virtual array. He could not make various array tools on the spot, but his spiritual consciousness and soul were far more powerful than those of his peers. After learning how to turn his spiritual consciousness into a virtual array, with his ability to condense the Dharma image, he could use his spiritual consciousness and magic power to construct an array anytime and anywhere in the future.

Even though its power is far less than that of a large formation set up with formation tools, it is enough for him who is proficient in illusion.

Otherwise, it would be a pity if his talent for calculation was wasted.

Yan Hanlin already knew that Junior Brother Xu was not a pure formation master, so it was understandable that he did not understand the method of forming a virtual formation with spiritual consciousness. He explained in detail the secret method of forming a virtual formation with spiritual consciousness that he was proficient in, demonstrated it, and threw a jade slip to Junior Brother Xu. "This method is just an embroidered pillow and a flower frame, it has no real use, let's go."

Yan Hanlin put away the formation diagram, came out of Qinglin Mountain, and flew straight to the direction of the Canlei Formation. He sent out messages one after another, arranging for his disciples to prepare the corresponding equipment and contacting talisman masters and weapon refiners for assistance.

At the same time, Sect Leader Lu Jiuzhen went up the mountain to meet Uncle Master Cao.

After listening to his nephew's report, Cao Wanxin said, "Go and do your work. Don't pay attention to the rumors in the city. The innocent are innocent, and rumors stop at the wise."

Lu Jiuzhen hesitated for a moment and asked, "Uncle Master, do you need me to send someone to secretly investigate the person who spread the rumors?"

Cao Wanxin shook his head: "The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. Some old guys have used many despicable means to discredit our Wuliu Mountain. Just get used to it."

After watching Lu Jiuzhen leave, Cao Wanxin looked through the hall to the mountain in the distance where the red leaves looked more like fire.

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Xu Yuanchang lived a secluded life, and after learning the secret method of materializing his spiritual consciousness into an imaginary array, he practiced martial arts, refined his qi, drew talismans, read books, and comprehended his illusory mind every day. In his spare time, he walked around Qinglin Mountain, or chatted with Fan Changshun and others, giving them some advice on their practice.

Apart from discussing formation diagrams and formation-breaking techniques with Senior Brother Yan, he hardly touched anything related to formations.

The spiritual fields, orchards, medicinal gardens and other properties were far away, and he had only been there once. He had gotten used to being a hands-off boss.

Ten years passed in a flash, and he had cultivated his skills back to the late sixth level.

Almost everyone in the sect knew his name as an ascetic monk.

He was also happy and relaxed, not having to go out for social events, and could continue to use the abundant spiritual energy to improve his cultivation bit by bit.

With the produce from the spiritual fields and orchards, as well as the shop dividends shared by the elders, apart from the high-level talisman ink, talisman paper and other resources wasted on drawing talismans, he had no other major expenses such as elixirs and magic weapons, and his wealth accumulated slowly.

It's the season when the red leaves of the trees look like fire again.

Xu Yuanchang sat in the pavilion on the top of the mountain with his eyes closed, holding a pen in his right hand, silently immersed in the viewer's state of mind, entering a state of illusion and absence of form and trace. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, dipped the vermilion talisman ink, and wrote lightly and gracefully, drawing dots and strokes on the precious jade talisman paper like flowing clouds and water.

In a moment, a rune work that looked like a painting and words was completed. Moved by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the red ink on the paper flashed like fire.

A shadowy illusion of rising flames appeared in the air, changing rapidly and then disappearing in three breaths.

The runes and patterns on the talisman paper disappeared completely, replaced by clusters of flames that seemed to be formed naturally.

A hint of joy appeared on Xu Yuanchang's face. He had been trying for many years, and his hard work paid off. Finally, he was able to draw a sixth-level "magic character", using the magic character to form the shape, and the artistic conception to form the fantasy.

It wasn't easy. He became a sixth-rank talisman master and noticed that his state of mind had improved significantly.

On Xiliu Mountain, Cao Wanxin "witnessed" this scene and couldn't help but smile, muttering, "It's really amazing. He is not only a sixth-level formation master, but also a sixth-level talisman master... no, a sixth-level illusion talisman master. From this, I can infer that the cheap nephew I picked up is an illusionist, otherwise he wouldn't be able to make a sixth-level illusion fire talisman."

I felt completely relieved about the Taoist priest who came from a foreign land.

Such a genius, who is also an ascetic, not interested in women, and not involved in cliques, is a blessing for Wuliushan.
After Xu Yuanchang's state of mind reached a higher level, he began to retreat for a long time, immersing himself in cultivation.

Eight or ten years were but a moment to him, and the leaves of the clear trees on the mountain turned red and fell again.

More than fifty years passed in a flash.

Xu Yuanchang opened the door of the secret room and walked out. He practiced hard until he reached the peak of the late sixth level, until he could no longer make any progress.

The ground was covered with red leaves, which made a rustling sound when stepped on.

He specifically told Fan Changshun not to clean up the red leaves on the top of the mountain unless winter came.

"Mountain Master, you are out of retreat."

Fan Changshun appeared from the entrance of the mountain road and hurried forward to salute.

Xu Yuanchang raised his hand and said, "Get up. How long have I been in seclusion?"

"Master, you have been in seclusion for fifty-four years. This is the production income over the years. Please take a look."

Fan Changshun took out a pile of account books and presented them to the mountain owner who was coming out of seclusion.

Xu Yuanchang waved his sleeves to collect all the account books, and said slowly: "You have worked hard over the years. Ten percent of the production is a reward, and you will distribute it."

"Thank you for the reward, Lord Mountain. I will take my leave."

Fan Changshun bowed happily and left.

Xu Yuanchang pretended not to notice and looked around from the direction of Xiliu Mountain. He circled on the top of the mountain for a while, then flew up and headed towards the main peak.

Soon he landed in front of the main hall halfway up the mountain, walked into Wuliu Hall, met the eldest senior brother, drank tea and chatted with him for a while, and then told him that he would be away for a while.

After coming out of the main peak, I went to "Mangran Mountain" to visit Yan Hanlin, and was told that Elder Yan was in seclusion.

Xu Yuanchang did not go to Xiliu Mountain to pay a visit to Uncle Cao. He flew straight out of the sect, turned to Qiaojiao City to hang out, stayed there for one night, and the next day went to Zabu Street for half a day. At the end of the afternoon, he went out from the north gate, flew nearly two thousand miles to the northwest, then turned and crossed the five hundred miles of mountainous area, flew over the river, and dived into the Forgotten Forest.

Three hundred miles away, a man in black followed from a distance. When he confirmed that the foreign Taoist priest had entered the forbidden forest to commit suicide, he was overjoyed and sneered, "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell but you break in. God helps me."

He quickened his pace and rushed into the forest, releasing a small gray-feathered bird from his sleeve.

The bird circled twice, found some scent, chirped twice, and chased to the west. The man in black followed closely.

With the help of the soul-replenishing talisman, Xu Yuanchang flew above the lush forest. After about three thousand miles, the sun set and fog gradually rose. He did not stop and continued to fly towards the predetermined depth.

The Forgotten Forest is a really great place.

It can not only resolve inexplicable grudges, but also temper the soul.

He decided to stay here for at least ten years to hone his skills.

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(End of this chapter)