Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 396: Secret Talk, Heavy Investment

The young man stood there for a long time, his body shape changing constantly, with all kinds of invisible mysterious illusions fluctuating. He dared not even to think about it, who else in the upper realm could reach the eleven-story celestial realm, which is the golden fairyland in the fairy world.

The plain-looking old man in front of me had a smile that looked a bit annoying and vulgar.

He was standing right in front of her, alive and well, and at that moment it seemed as if she was as high as the sky. He didn't want to believe it, but he had to.

The words of the immortals are golden rules.

It is in line with the great principles of heaven and earth, and can strike directly into the heart of a powerful person like him.

"Senior Gu, Old Ancestor Yanshan, I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me for my mistakes. My humble home is simple, but I respectfully invite you to come. It will surely make my humble home more glorious and full of immortal spirit. Please come in!"

The boy's expression changed at an unprecedented speed, his smile was as bright as a flower, he leaned forward and stretched out his hand to greet the guest.

He turned around and shouted, "Play music, play 'Welcome the Immortal Guests', make it more lively."

Suddenly, faint celestial music was heard from the Jinhe Palace, and soon merged into a magnificent chapter that resonated with heaven and earth. The golden main doors that had been closed all year round began to open one by one.

Colorful lights rose from above the palace, transformed into blossoming flowers on the ceiling and floated down, adding to the festive atmosphere.

Taoist Master Yanshan squinted his eyes and admired and enjoyed it, not caring at all about the young man's arrogance at first and then his respect.

They have long been familiar with each other's personalities, and no matter how outrageous their words and actions are, they are no longer surprised.

When the first section of the music was finished and the lingering sound was in transition, the old Taoist waved his hand, and all the music inside immediately died down and returned to silence.

When he didn't want outsiders to hear the conversation between him and Ye Changmeng, no one could hear it, not even God.

"I appreciate your kindness. I won't go in and cause you trouble. My words and actions are beyond my control. The upper world cannot accommodate me. I am the one who refuses to leave and scatters my cultivation throughout the world. I can barely stay for another 100 years."

If he is unwilling to leave, and reincarnates into the mortal world again as a clone, and comes back after surviving the calamity, God can do nothing about it.

Of course, the risk is huge each time, and he has no reason to stay here with such a thick face.

The young man put away the playful smile on his face, blinked his eyes and asked, "Old man, you are not here just to chat with me and persuade me to give up the old grudges, right?"

He and old man Yanshan are no longer in the same world, and everything in the past has disappeared.

He waved towards the seemingly deserted palace, and the opened main doors were closed one by one. There were many cultivators inside, but no one would show up without the ancestor's permission.

The young man took out a jade table, placed a high-quality lotus-shaped cushion with gold and jade threads on it, and invited the old Taoist to take a seat. He sat down opposite him, took out some spirit wine to entertain the guest, and raised his cup to invite him.

Taoist Yanshan drank a cup of wine, and the wrinkles on his old face smoothed out one by one. He smiled and said, "After drinking this cup of wine, I will no longer interfere in the disputes and grievances between you and Gao Jian, Mu Xiaoxiao, Lin Sanren and others. You can fight as much as you want, and I will watch the show from the Ninth Heaven."

The young man refilled the wine cup opposite him, shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "You are ready to laugh at me. With the thousands of miles of foundation that Gao Jian and Mu Xiaoxiao have built, I will still be no match for them even if I practice for another thousand years. I am overestimating my own abilities." After a short pause, he asked: "Why are they still staying in the upper realm? With their abilities, they should have been able to ascend to the immortal realm long ago?"

Taoist Master Yanshan drank another cup of wine and said, "You have also prepared many means, gathered Xuan Xiao, Chu Wu, and joined forces with Gu Yunzhu. If I give you a thousand years, your power will also be strong."

He seemed to see everything clearly.

Ye Changmeng was exposed on the spot and laughed dryly. He could hear some hidden meaning in the words. He filled the wine cup opposite him and raised the cup and said, "Drink, drink."

Taoist Master Yanshan did not raise the cup, and continued: "In the battle of the Dark Realm, you have already tricked and killed Gao Jian's reincarnation clone once. It's a tit for tat. You can settle the remaining tat slowly by yourselves."

"Uh……"

The young man held up the wine cup and stared blankly for a moment, then drank it all in one gulp and cursed, "It was that bitch, he got away with it."

Once certain things were revealed, he knew that the old Sword Saint of Wangjian Mountain was the reincarnation of Gao Jian's incarnation.

Taoist Master Yanshan did not say a word to persuade him, but changed the subject and said, "The difficulty of ascending to the immortal world is far beyond your imagination. After a thousand years, you will understand it."

The young man pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Old man, do you want me to take care of Xu kid?"

Since he knew that Xu had ascended to Liuyun Domain, he would go to visit him in the future. He had recovered his skills as an eighth-rank illusionist and did not need to be afraid of his former enemies. He could still take care of Xu secretly without getting involved.

Taoist Master Yanshan shook his head and said, "He made his own choice and didn't want to get involved in your bullshit. After ascending to the upper realm, he didn't inquire about my news, so he doesn't need your special 'care'."

The young man frowned. The word "you" from the old man's mouth was intriguing. He said, "What on earth do you want to talk to me about? If you have... that thing, put it down now. Stop talking about it and annoying me."

Taoist Master Yanshan picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. Three cups of wine would lead to the great way. When his mood for wine was over, he stood up and said, "A thousand years later, beyond the nine heavens, I hope you can work together once. That's all I have to say. Take care of yourselves."

With one step forward, he was already at the foot of the mountain.

The young man hurriedly stood up and bowed to see him off, but when he looked up again, the old Taoist was gone.

He wandered in the empty Jade Square, carefully recalling every word the old Taoist had just said, afraid of missing a single word.

According to the old Taoist, a thousand years later, he will have to cooperate with those disgusting guys like Gao Jianren.

Bullshit ascension, he would rather hang out in the Nine Realms for the rest of his life.

If you don’t cooperate, no one can go to the fairyland.

Trapped by enemies, die by enemies.

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In the clear forest mountain, clouds are coming in from all directions, and the branches and leaves of the trees are shaking.

The phenomenon lasted for three years, and then suddenly stopped one afternoon in autumn. Red leaves covered the top of the mountain, and the scenery was cool.

Inside the secret room of the ancient castle, Xu Yuanchang slowly opened his eyes, and the two flames gradually shrank.

His cultivation foundation is extremely profound. He has seen through the illusory way of nothingness. With his strong physique and the help of the illusion fire essence, he successfully broke through and advanced to the seventh level of the Loudong Void Realm.

The only trouble was that at the critical moment, a demon in his heart was at work, trying to disturb his mind by using his two lives as a human being.

Before he could use his true heart to slay the demon, the Fantasy Fairy Ring emitted a golden light that burned the ever-changing illusory demon to ashes.

After he broke through, he turned to condense the shining illusory word of his own destiny on the altar, combined with the wisp of "lawless magic power" that came from his understanding, consuming a large amount of spiritual energy and the luck of the sect, and finally evolved it into a trace of the power of the rules of the illusion of heaven and earth.

He did not take the "Xu Ling Pill" prepared by the sect.

Standing up gracefully, Xu Yuan smiled slightly. The power of the Dongxu Realm is completely different from that of the Sixth Floor.

Condensing the spirit, the void is endless. Open the tightly closed castle and walk out of the door slowly.

The sunlight filtered down through the bare branches and fell on his body, bringing warmth and comfort. The shadows on the ground gathered and dispersed, like living things subtly changing, and then returned to normal as he moved.

He clasped his fists towards the direction of Xiliu Mountain in the distance and greeted Cao Wanxin who was looking at this place.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, for successfully advancing to the next level. Please come and meet me."

Cao Wanxin returned the gift with a smile and made an invitation.

According to the rules of the upper realm, within a sect, people of the same rank are of the same generation, unless they are in a master-disciple relationship or blood relatives.

Xu Yuanchang agreed and clasped his fists in the direction of Wuliu Mountain to express his gratitude. He could not ignore the etiquette just because of his different status.

Lu Jiuzhen, who was watching Chaoqing Linshan, hurriedly returned the gift, congratulating him with a smile on his face.

Soon, the "golden drum" of congratulations was struck on Wuliu Mountain. There were seven majestic sounds, which could be heard throughout the mountain gate.

Xu Yuanchang flew down to the top of Xiliu Mountain and greeted Cao Wanxin who came forward: "Greetings, Senior Brother Cao. Thank you for your protection and the convenience you provided. Yuanchang will keep it in mind. Wuliu Mountain will be my second home from now on."

Cao Wanxin laughed loudly, he could hear that Junior Brother Xu's words came from the bottom of his heart, and he was very proud of himself for changing his mind and accepting the other party as a formal elder. Such a small price played a miraculous role in timely assistance, and he was able to retain a cultivator with infinite potential. Otherwise, a seventh-floor master would have missed the opportunity to go to Wuliu Mountain.

In just ninety years, Junior Brother Xu from a foreign land completed the leap from the middle stage of the sixth floor to the seventh floor.

Who could have expected that Junior Brother Xu would be so successful today?
Wuji Temple must be regretting deeply for rejecting Junior Brother Xu.

How many monks with extraordinary talents have been stuck in the late sixth floor for a thousand years without making any progress, and finally ended up with a tragic end of running out of lifespan and dying.

"Junior brother, please come into the hall with me for tea."

"Brother, please go first!"

Xu Yuanchang extended his hand in humility, and followed Cao Wanxin into the hall with a smile.

One day, we will rise with the wind and soar up to the ninth heaven.

He shared all his joy with the phantom fire spirits that were placed in the magic mirror space and were chasing and playing freely.

After three rounds of tea, we finished chatting.

Cao Wanxin took out the dark golden Great Protector identity card, engraved the name "Xu Yuanchang" on the back, punched in a specific aura mark, handed it to Xu Yuanchang, and took back the previous elder card.

There are several cave book houses on the back mountain of Cangdian Peak, which are only open to the sect's great guardians, and entry and exit are by identity badge.

There are all the classics related to the sect's seven-story tower throughout the ages.

After explaining some of the situation, Cao Wanxin took out a small bag and placed it on the opposite table, saying, "Ten pieces of Fire Gold, Dark Obsidian and 7th-level Wood Crystal as a gift for your promotion. I'll ask Jiu Zhen to prepare a set of 7th-level treasure clothes and a 7th-level magic weapon for you. If you need any style or want to refine it yourself, just tell Jiu Zhen. No matter how much we are short of 7th-level materials in Wuliu Mountain, we will not treat our own Dharma Protector badly."

He was willing to invest money and directly use resources to win over his junior fellow apprentices who originally had a weak sense of belonging. All other talk of affection was just empty talk.

Materials like the seventh rank and above are extremely scarce in the various realms of the upper realm. Even with spirit stones, they cannot be purchased. They must be exchanged for treasures of equal value. It is often difficult to exchange for satisfactory items, so one must wait for the right opportunity.

Xu Yuanchang said a few polite words and accepted the small bag, which was equivalent to binding himself to Wuliu Mountain to some extent.

There are still a few Thousand Soul Flower shells left in the space. With the seventh-level materials given by Senior Brother Cao, he wants to upgrade the Creation Altar to the sixth level as soon as possible so that he can refine and purify the materials.

The fifth-level Creation Altar can refine seventh-level materials, but the progress is very slow, and the purity of the quenching is far inferior to that of the sixth-level Creation Altar.

With the Creation Altar in his hand, he did not need to know too much about refining equipment. He could refine magic weapons according to his own wishes, which he called "divine refining".

Because the three most basic steps in refining treasures, purification, fusion and shaping of materials, can be completed perfectly by the Altar of Creation, and he does not need to worry about it himself.

When Zeng Wanglou first learned that he sat on the altar, he was so envious that his mouth was drooling. He even said some sarcastic remarks like "a pearl thrown into the dark" and "a bad master sitting in a bridal sedan".

After chatting for more than an hour, Xu Yuanchang said goodbye and returned to the mountain. The fog covering the top of Qinglin Mountain had dissipated.

Lu Jiuzhen led the elders of the sixth floor of the sect, such as Cen Kan, Yan Hanlin, Guo Jiayi and others, as well as a group of monks from the fifth floor. They had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a long time. After getting permission, they walked along the mountain path to the top of the mountain and bowed to the waiting Uncle Master Xu. This was the sect's rule.

Cen Kan, Guo Jiayi and others felt complicated and inexplicable.

Who could have expected that an elder from a foreign land who had joined the sect for less than a hundred years could be promoted to the seventh floor in one go?

Yan Hanlin suppressed his joy in his heart. The eldest senior brother had talked to him alone and said that he had made great contributions and that the sect had given him other rewards. He hoped that he could continue to maintain a close personal relationship with Uncle Master Xu.

He guessed that was what Uncle Cao meant.

He made friends with Brother Xu, no, now he has to call him Uncle Master Xu, which is really awkward and hard to pronounce. He is sincere, and Uncle Master Xu should be someone who remembers the old times.

Xu Yuanchang said a few polite words and completed the simple audience ceremony. He left Lu Jiuzhen behind and gave Yan Hanlin a few words of instruction before letting everyone go down the mountain.

At present, the top of Qinglin Mountain is covered with fallen leaves and overgrown with weeds, making it inconvenient to accommodate guests.

Lu Jiuzhen looked around and said with a smile, "Uncle Xu, would you like to choose another sealed mountain that suits your status as a place for cultivation, or upgrade and rebuild the current Qinglin Mountain?"

Xu Yuanchang said: "Let's upgrade Qinglin Mountain. There's no need to go to great lengths. The castle and other mountaintop buildings will remain as they are, and Fan Changshun will still be the manager."

Lu Jiuzhen suggested with a smile: "Uncle Xu, how about building a new reception hall on the top of the mountain?"

Xu Yuanchang thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. Just make the arrangements as you see fit."

Lu Jiuzhen took out a booklet and said, "Uncle Xu, please choose the style of the treasured garment. Do you want to order a custom sword or other treasures?"

Xu Yuanchang flipped through the book, selected a set of Taoist robes, took out a staff, and asked, "Can you upgrade this treasure to the seventh level so that I can use it more effectively?"

Lu Jiuzhen heard Uncle Cao's voice transmission and took the staff with both hands, saying, "No problem, it can be upgraded, but it will take at least ten years. We have to send the elders of the sect to take this treasure to the Dianjiang Palace domain and ask the masters of the Flower Realm to refine it."

Xu Yuanchang said "Thank you for your hard work, Sect Master" and went down the mountain with Lu Jiuzhen. He also gave some instructions to Fan Changshun, who was looking very happy, and followed the Sect Master to the sect's guest house. He would return to stay there after the upgrading of Qinglin Mountain was completed.

Walking into the secret room of the guest house, Xu Yuanchang probed into the space of the Fantasy Immortal Ring with his spiritual sense, staring at a corner of the Creation Divine Platform, where there were subtle fluctuations. He said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoist Yu Gu, are you willing to talk to Xu now?"

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(End of this chapter)