Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 398: No Reason
"...All the eighth-level masters have names and surnames, and their origins can be traced. The eighth-level Shinto illusionist who broke into Liuyun Domain and committed a crime could not escape the 'Liuyun Hunting Order' issued by Elder Zhong. The seven domains of the upper realm are not that big, because illusionists who can cultivate to the eighth level are extremely rare, not to mention that they are limited to Shinto practitioners."

Cao Wanxin, who was in a good mood, explained to his junior brother the distribution and secrets of the three continents of Liuyun Territory for more than half an hour, and then the topic returned to the thief who aroused public anger, saying:

"A thief who can cultivate to the level of an eighth-level illusionist cannot appear out of thin air. He must have a background. While the thief is lost in the void, we have time to send people to the other six domains to investigate. No ninth-level powerhouse will sit idly by and watch such a brutal and tragic case. This person has become a public enemy in the upper realm. It is only a matter of time before he is found."

"So Junior Brother, don't go out across the border for the time being. It will be safer to leave Liuyun Territory after this matter is settled."

After hearing Senior Brother Cao's last heartfelt words, Xu Yuanchang immediately said that he would not leave Liuyun Domain for nearly sixty years. He asked curiously, "Senior Brother, you just mentioned the 'Seven Domains of the Upper Realm'. What if the thief came from the mysterious Yuxu Domain and Chenfu Domain?"

He was guessing that since True Man Yu Gu had caused such a scene, Old Li, whose whereabouts were unknown in the upper realm, might be affected by this incident?

Lao Li ascended to the upper realm more than a hundred years earlier than him, and should have recovered to the level of an eighth-rank illusionist.

From big to small, long to short, every aspect matches that of the thief. Who else should we investigate if not him?

Cao Wanxin smiled and said, "Yuxu Domain and Chenfu Domain belong to the upper domain of the upper realm. Without the seventh-level cultivation or above, you cannot venture in. And the masters who travel back and forth from the upper domain almost all take the cross-realm teleportation array. Very few people risk crossing the 'Void Torrent'. After the news spread to the other six domains, each domain has strict defenses. There is no chance for the thief to use the cross-realm teleportation array again."

His meaning was very clear. It would be almost impossible for the thief to escape to the Yuxu Domain and the Chenfu Domain.

There was one thing he didn't reveal. A hundred years ago, Senior Sister Ling asked someone to bring back a letter. In addition to reporting her safety, she actually went to the more dangerous Sinking and Floating Domain. Currently, we can only know that Senior Sister Ling is still alive through the soul lamp.

He invested heavily in attracting new disciples for the long-term benefit of the sect.

When Xu Yuanchang said goodbye and went back from Xiliu Mountain, it was getting dark. Sect Leader Lu Jiuzhen had been congratulating him for a long time at the foot of Qinglin Mountain, which had just been upgraded.

After some greetings, Lu Jiuzhen accompanied Uncle Xu to fly up the mountain, and the steward Fan Changshun followed behind.

The area of ​​50 miles around Qinglin Mountain has been designated as Xu Yuanchang's private territory. Many ingenious corridors and pavilions have been added. The area is picturesque and surrounded by mountains.

The main mountain is full of spiritual energy, which is not inferior to Cao Wanxin’s place of retreat.

There are quite a few little flower fairies roaming among the flowers, chirping and making a lively scene.

Lu Jiuzhen briefly introduced the ingenious layout along the way and asked Uncle Xu for advice. If there were any changes needed, he could raise them at any time. He spent a lot of effort on the reconstruction of Qinglin Mountain.

The main hall on the top of the mountain is mainly blue-black in color and is built among ancient trees, complementing the ancient castle behind it.

Xu Yuanchang nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand. Fan Changshun hurriedly took out a piece of paper and spread it in the air, then handed over the pen and ink. Xu Yuanchang took the pen and dipped it in ink, then wrote the three big characters "Qinglin Palace" on the exquisite rice paper.

The plaque in the main hall is still blank, and it must be inscribed by the owner himself and then carved.

This is the rule, no one can do it on their own initiative.

Fan Changshun put away the paper and stepped aside.

Lu Jiuzhen accompanied Uncle Master Xu on a tour of the main hall, side halls and back halls. Seeing that Uncle Master did not raise any objections, he handed over the bag containing the custom-made Taoist robe with both hands.

Director Xu Yuan took a look, said a few polite words, and asked Lu Jiuzhen to go back.

Fan Changshun gave a general report on the harvests and expenses of these years and handed over a thick stack of account books. He also mentioned that more manpower would be needed to manage such a large territory, etc.

Xu Yuanchang took the account book, explained a few rules, and then asked Fan Changshun to go to the sect to select suitable personnel.

After finishing his work, Xu Yuanchang walked along the green jade path into the ancient castle. The interior was spotlessly clean without any changes. He took out a seventh-level Taoist robe, put it on after the ritual, and sat cross-legged in the quiet room to ponder over the matter of Jade Bone Immortal, and finally let out a sigh.

In the following year, Xu Yuanchang spent most of his time in the cave study behind Zangdian Peak.

I read books every day, familiarized myself with the use of magic spells, and learned some secret magical powers recorded in the sect's books.

During the New Year and other holidays, Yan Hanlin brought some spiritual fruits, wine and food, and went up the mountain to chat with Uncle Xu and ask him about the art of formations. They still interacted like before.

On this day, Xu Yuanchang came down from Xiliu Mountain and flew straight out of the sect to the west.

Senior Brother Cao told him that there were only four eighth-rank illusionists in the seven realms of the upper realm, and only one of them belonged to the Shinto sect. After much investigation, it was found that none of the four had the time to go out and commit crimes, which suddenly made the case confusing and hard to understand.

The mysterious thief who committed the tragedy had no trace or past.

Xu Yuanchang flew into the forbidden area of ​​the Forgotten Forest and he immediately noticed something different. He didn't need to replenish his spiritual talismans. He was bound by the rules of heaven and earth and could use about 30% of his magic power, which was enough for him.

Flying high in the sky, the sea of ​​trees below is as green as waves.

In less than an hour, they arrived at the outskirts of the Dark Burning Ravine area. Xu Yuanchang suddenly turned his head and looked to the south.

Dozens of miles away, three monks were chasing a round-faced man in black tights. The Forgotten Forest was not a place of rules, fighting and robbery were commonplace, and it all depended on eyesight and fist size.

The round-faced man jumped up and down like a clever ape, cleverly using the trees as obstacles to escape the siege of the three people. His clothes were torn in many places, and he looked quite embarrassed. He begged for mercy:
"Please spare my life, my three Taoist friends. I am convinced and will hand over the herbs I dug up, as well as an additional compensation of 10,000 spirit stones. I hope you will be magnanimous and spare me next time."

"Boy, if you keep talking tough, I will settle all the old and new accounts with you. You will have to pay at least 30,000 spirit stones."

"That's right. Pay us 10,000 yuan each before I can spare your life."

"Boy, if you don't keep your eyes open in the Forgotten Forest, you will fall sooner or later. You have to pay 30,000 yuan, not a single one less. Surrender now, or the price will go up even more."

The three monks chased and intercepted him, attacking him ruthlessly and talking without stopping.

The round-faced man was in danger several times, and escaped from the siege several times. He was almost injured, and his clothes were torn several times. He complained: "Brothers, I am a poor man, with no food to eat. How can I afford 30,000 spirit stones? Who is willing to go to the Forgotten Forest alone to make a living? Please be kind and give me 10,000."

"Bullshit, if you add up the treasures you have, how can it be less than 30,000? And you still dare to quibble, you poor guy, you only care about money and not your life, right?"

One of the young men in a long gown cursed angrily.

The round-faced man was attacked from both sides again by three people. His body suddenly flashed with light, and the energy of the soul-replenishing talisman was used up in an instant. He fell rapidly downwards, rolling and crawling to behind a large rock nearby.

"Asshole, get out of here..."

The three besiegers did not expect that the boy would dare to use the fourth-level talisman. He knew that he could not hurt them, but he still did it. It was really stupid. The three of them quickly stopped, used up their soul-replenishing talismans, strengthened their protection, and quickly flew out to avoid it. "Bang", the flames swept a ten-foot area, blowing the three people away.

The round-faced man hiding behind the rock had already cast a talisman for himself, stomped his foot on the ground, and shot like a sharp arrow towards the nearest cultivator he had calculated. With a few "swooshes", he killed the man in the long gown who was in a panic and unable to fly, and quickly took out the items in his sleeves and the storage ring and put them in his arms.

Who among the monks who dare to live alone in the Forgotten Forest doesn’t have some skills?
The other two were furious and quickly cast spirit-replenishing talismans on themselves. They gathered together, threatening and cursing, but hesitated and did not dare to take any more action.

"Clap, clap, clap", applause was heard in the air.

The three people who were confronting each other hurriedly looked up to find him. The round-faced man showed surprise on his face, which soon turned into surprise. He shouted, "Peng Guihe greets Senior Xu."

The person who came was a semi-acquaintance he had met once before, but that did not prevent him from using the power of others to deal with two powerful enemies.

The cultivators who often hang out in the Forgotten Forest can roughly judge the cultivator's level of cultivation by the amount of spiritual energy fluctuations flashing on his body. Old veteran like the round-faced man who has been in the world for more than a hundred years can even make a detailed judgment on whether the cultivator is a physical cultivator, a sword cultivator, or a magic cultivator. He will definitely not mistake the aura of Xu Yuanchang who does not have the unique fluctuations of the replenishing talisman, as that belongs to an existence beyond the sixth level.

The other two men's faces turned pale, they bowed without saying a word, and ran away into the woods as if escaping.

Xu Yuanchang had no intention of stopping him. It was not his grudge, so he would not take it upon himself, even if it was just a small favor. He smiled and landed in front of the round-faced man, saying, "You're welcome. I once sent people to Qiaojiao City to inquire about your whereabouts, but they said they couldn't find you."

When he fell into the Forgotten Forest, he was in a difficult situation due to his forbidden magic. Fortunately, Peng Guihe helped him find a way out.

He will always remember the kindness people show him and repay it.

Peng Guihe had not expected that such an important person would still remember the little convenience he had given him. Even if it was just a polite word, he was very grateful in his heart. He quickly replied: "I am a casual cultivator who is not wanted by any sect. I dare not live in Qiaojiao City because the cost is too high. After I left the Forgotten Forest, I lived in the 'Fengluoshan Market' three thousand miles away from Qiaojiao City. Thank you for helping me today."

Xu Yuanchang said "Oh". He had heard that besides the big cities of cultivation, there were many small markets scattered all over the place.

He had just been watching the battle below from the sky with cold eyes, and he saw that with Peng Guihe's ability to adapt himself, after killing one of the enemies, he could easily retreat calmly, and the two men would be unable to do anything to him.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"…I have nowhere to go and have been wandering in the Forgotten Forest for years. I hope Senior Xu can show me a way out."

The round-faced man understood the hidden meaning of Senior Xu's words and bowed hurriedly.

It's been hard these years and it's not easy to survive.

Xu Yuanchang took out a blank jade slip, wrote a few words on it, threw it to the round-faced man opposite him, and said, "Take my token, go to Wuliu Mountain, find the sect master and show him the letter. He will make arrangements. What do you think?"

Peng Guihe was overjoyed. He took the jade slip and quickly put it away, then bowed and expressed his gratitude.

He suddenly felt that his future was bright and all the hardships he had suffered in the past were worth it at this moment.

"Do you need me to escort you out of the forest?"

Xu Yuanchang deliberately asked one more question.

Peng Guihe was in a hurry to decline. How could he dare to trouble Senior Xu to see him off? He came and went in the Forgotten Forest as if he was running on a main road.

Xu Yuanchang watched the round-faced man disappear into the forest and gave him a chance first. The sect leader would send people to investigate Peng Guihe's background and past. If he was a useful talent, he might as well transfer him to Qinglin Mountain to be a trusted subordinate.

Looking at the entire Wuliu Mountain, he doesn't have any of his own people to use, which is not a good thing.

Gradually, you also need to build up your own power.

Fly all the way into the Darkburning Ravine area and arrive at the Vulcan Ruins.

He landed on the top of a huge broken pillar that protruded seven or eight feet high with dark red fire liquid protruding. Within ten miles nearby, several physical cultivators who had been practicing for many years stood up and bowed to him. Those who were nearby flew up and avoided the area ten miles away.

Xu Yuanchang waved his hand, no longer paying attention to the noise outside, and released the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Essence.

The two little guys no longer needed to rely on the spirit-replenishing talisman. They circled in a circle and excitedly dived into the fire liquid below.

Xu Yuanchang returned to the boring days of tempering his body, taking time out every day to nourish the Altar of Creation with abundant fire breath. As expected, without Yu Gu Zhenren's interference, the Altar of Creation was able to expand slowly again.

Day after day, year after year.

Ten years passed before they knew it, and the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Spirits absorbed enough energy until they were no longer interested in the Dark Burning Flame.

Xu Yuanchang also realized that the fire poison could not enhance physical strength. The Creation Altar had come to a standstill a few years ago. When he was about to return, Yan Hanlin hurried over.

"Uncle Xu, Uncle Cao asks you to return to the sect."

"Come on, what happened?"

Xu Yuanchang flew into the air and asked. Before he came out, he specifically told his senior brother where he was going.

A trace of sadness appeared on Yan Hanlin's face, and he transmitted his voice, "A few days ago, news came back from the Jiuzhu Islands that Junior Brother Luo Tong, who went to the 'Black Wind Sea' for training, met with an accident. This was the news sent back by Junior Sister Qiu Min who was traveling with him. Second Senior Brother received the news and was sent by the Sect Master to investigate with Junior Brother Guo Jiayi. Just yesterday, Junior Brother Guo sent a message saying that Second Senior Brother and Junior Sister Qiu both fell into the eye of the sea in the Black Wind Sea, and their lives and deaths are currently unknown. The Sect Master would like to invite you to go there."

There are only eight sixth-floor elders in Wuliu Mountain. If Second Senior Brother and Junior Sister Qiu are lost, there will only be five people left.

Xu Yuanchang used his magic power to wrap up the slow-flying Yan Hanlin, and flew out of the Forgotten Forest at lightning speed.

After returning to the sect, he met with Senior Brother Cao and talked for a while. Then he took the information prepared by the sect master and took Yan Hanlin, who was familiar with the sea area, and flew out.

Cao Wanxin had a slightly worried look on his face. He followed him and sent him off, reminding him through voice transmission: "Brother, take your own safety as the most important thing. If you find out that it is the thieves from the Seventh Floor who are secretly causing trouble, you must not fight them. Send a message back quickly so that I can ask the Liuyun Sect to come forward and solve the problem."

"Understood, don't worry, brother."

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(End of this chapter)