Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 431: Survival from Death, the Power of Merit

As the two were talking, they walked to the gate of a courtyard. Ye Changmeng waved to the two rows of young women who were bowing outside the gate, asking them to all step back, leaving only a middle-aged man in charge.

"Grandmaster, the distinguished guest has been meditating in the quiet room and has not left the room."

The man in charge reported in a low voice, opened the gate and invited the two of you in.

Ye Changmeng glanced at the quiet room in the backyard with a little surprise on his face. He could see through the simple restrictions that were set up that there was no fluctuation of the aura of the cultivators inside. Glancing at the man in charge, he saw that the monk in charge was not lying and did not have the courage to fool him.

He scanned the entire three elegant courtyards, even checking the gaps in the rockery, but there was no sign of Xu.

"When did the guests leave?"

"Ah... Old Ancestor, please understand. The guest house formation has been activated. The distinguished guest should not have left the house."

The man in charge was so panicked that he was incoherent and sweat was oozing from his forehead.

Ye Changmeng waved his hand, telling his men not to embarrass themselves in front of another guest. Is he that scary? The next step is to appear in front of the door of the quiet room in the backyard, reach out and push open the forbidden door. There is nothing inside except an exquisite futon placed in the middle.

"Xu the kid just left for about a quarter of an hour ago, and there are still some traces of aura lingering on the futon. What is he up to?"

Ye Changmeng muttered to himself for a few words, then sent a voice message to ask the monk on duty at the mountain gate whether he had seen any guests go out.
The entire Jinhe Palace is protected by a mountain protection formation. Except for the mountain gate, breaking through the formation from other places will inevitably cause quite a commotion, which will definitely alarm him, the ancestor of the Jinhe Palace.

Zeng Wanglou followed Old Ye into the quiet room. He could recognize Taoist Xu's aura. Although it had become stronger now, it did not prevent him from judging that Young Master Xu had been here not long ago.

"He didn't leave through the gate."

Ye Changmeng took out the flying sword for communication, muttered a few words silently, and raised his hand to attack outside the house.

The sword light circled over the backyard and flew back into the boy's hands.

"It's interesting. He ran away from the East Travel Region. It seems that his master left something good for him."

Ye Changmeng was relieved. He had originally planned to send Xu kid out of Dongyou Region to prevent Old Monster Le from secretly doing something wrong. But now, Xu kid had his own secret means and could come and go freely.

The old man had thought of everything.

He guessed that Xu Xiao left the quiet room quietly without saying hello. Maybe he was testing a treasure?
I will come back to it later.

Zeng Wanglou secretly calculated a few times with his left hand hidden in his sleeve, and then put down his newly-risen guard, and asked doubtfully: "Xu Xiaoyou worshipped a master in the upper realm?"

"Yes, I worshipped a super powerful old man as my master. A few days ago, the old man just survived a great calamity and ascended to the fairyland. You should have heard of that old man when you were in the lower world. He is Taoist Master Yanshan."

"Oh, it's Taoist Master Yanshan. I've heard of your great name for a long time."

"Let's go to the side hall in front to have some tea. Young Xu is planning to establish a sect in Fanghuzhou in Fangcun Mountain. It was his master's idea. Yu Fengwu has already reserved a position as the head of the Sword Hall."

Ye Changmeng walked out of the guest house and said to Zeng Wanglou beside him: "Old Zeng, if you want to join Jinhe Palace, I will definitely welcome you with open arms and feet, but I guess you want to go to Xu boy, so I am too lazy to waste my breath to lie to you."

"If I hadn't promised the previous Palace Master of Jinhe Palace, I really wouldn't want to be this old ancestor. It would be much better to just follow Xu kid and live a carefree life. I can eat his food and use his things and I can hurt him at any time. When I go out to fight, I can be with a large group of people without any worries. Just thinking about it makes me feel so powerful."

Zeng Wanglou laughed and suggested, "You should train a seventh-floor monk from the Jinhe Palace, and then you can get rid of the burden and we can all live together."

Ye Changmeng shook his head: "I don't know when that will happen."

He knew his own affairs clearly, and there was still a big grudge that had not been resolved, so it would not be easy to involve Xu Xiaozi and the group of people who had ascended.

The boy Xu, who is not good-looking but is able to attract many men, has already helped a lot by seducing the girl Yu Fengwu.

The female swordsman who receives the true teachings of Gao Jianren will become another Gao Jian with astonishing combat power a thousand years later.

It must not be underestimated.

……

Xu Yuanchang, who was being missed by the two, was currently enjoying inhuman treatment in the Qiyuntai blessed land.

His body was covered with thick blue ice crystals, and his mana and aura had long been in chaos. He endured the numbing pain and the itching that was scratching his heart and lungs. His brain was spinning so fast that smoke was coming out of it. He suddenly shouted:
"If the mind does not die, the Tao will not be born; the end of the mind is the beginning of the Tao!"

The sound came from the ice, with an odd dullness.

The floating figure sneered and said, "Don't worry, I am reluctant to let you die, and you will not have the chance to 'enter the Dao'."

Xu Yuanchang continued to chant: "The mind is in harmony with the Tao, and one is in harmony with the spirit."

"You can shut up now, no matter how noisy you are."

The old man shouted coldly.

He suddenly worried that the immortal who had ascended to the celestial world might have left some unknown backup plan in the blessed land, which the little guy could use to suppress him, so he simply imprisoned the immobile little guy completely.

Nip the problem in the bud and prevent it before it happens.

There is plenty of time later, it won’t be too late to work on it slowly.

Analyzing the other party's various signs and reactions, Xu Yuanchang was almost certain that the old man in front of him had a close relationship with his master.

I heard my master mention this while traveling, that all cultivators who want to successfully survive the great calamity must find ways to cut off their obsessions, hostility and other negative things before entering the Tao, or strip them away completely to keep themselves pure and spotless.

For example, in Taoism, one must kill the three corpses in order to be "tranquil and free from desires, calm the mind and clear the nature, accumulate many good deeds, and then become an immortal."

Gao Jian chose to cultivate his obsession, killing sins, and sword demon into three ninth-level sword clones, and then carry them together to overcome the calamity and ascend to the fairyland.

In order to ascend to the immortal world, everyone has his own way, and it is hard to say who is better.

He guessed that the old man who appeared in the Qiyuntai blessed land and pretended to be the master might be another "it" separated from the master.

Otherwise it cannot be explained how in the upper realm, who could sneak into the blessed land arranged by the master without being noticed?

The work of a great Golden Immortal is difficult for ordinary immortals to break.

Master said that this planet is his place of retreat for deducing and perfecting the Dao of the world. He sits and watches the ups and downs of the world and the rise and fall of all things. He succeeded in transforming the Dao here and created a blessed land of mountains and rivers.

He also forgot to ask his master how to "behead the three corpses".

There are new things to see and learn every day, and it’s overwhelming.

One brain is simply not enough for him.

The old man is harmful to people. He didn't say hello to him in advance and just left without any hesitation, causing him to rush into the blessed land excitedly, only to fall into the hands of another "old man" and suffer, leaving him with a lot of mess to deal with.

No, he was to be dealt with by the mixture of obsession and hostility that the old man had stripped away long ago.

All the tricks he knew were not enough and he was restricted everywhere.

Perhaps this was a test from his master, and he could only comfort himself in this way.

The old man looked at the "ice sculpture" that could move except for the eyeballs, and laughed, "Boy, you guessed right. I am indeed the 'other it' that your master has not completely dealt with. He ascended to the fairyland to enjoy happiness, and I broke free from the seal deep in the blessed land. At least I have 50% of his ability when he was in the Nine-Storied Tower. Since you are his disciple, you are equivalent to my personal disciple. 'Master has something to do, and the disciple will do the work', so it is reasonable for me to borrow your 'body'."

Xu Yuanchang almost popped his eyes out of shock, then he thought, it is impossible for the old man to listen to his inner thoughts, so there is only one possibility, the old man has 50% to 60% of the wisdom of his master and can figure out what he is thinking.

Faced with such a powerful opponent who could crush him in all aspects, he was filled with panic for the first time.

Can he say "no"? Now he is even deprived of the right to speak.

It was really terrible that he had no way to turn the situation around.

He felt that the magic power in his body was slowly stagnating, and even his soul began to freeze. His brain also showed signs of shutting down, and it became increasingly difficult for it to move. His eyelids felt heavy as if he had owed a thousand years of sleep.

There is a vague voice in my heart that keeps repeating, "Go to sleep, it's a new day when you wake up."

He used great willpower to fight against the urge to fall into sleep and told himself "I can't sleep".

He tried hard to think of how he could make a fatal blow and interrupt the opponent's attempt to possess his body after his consciousness fell asleep... No, no, this body of his has already been possessed by another body once. According to the laws of heaven and earth recorded in ancient books, it cannot be possessed by another body for a second time, otherwise the whole body will collapse.

After rolling his eyes helplessly, Xu Yuanchang fell into a deep sleep in resentment and regret.

The old man circled around the ice sculpture for a long time, until he was sure that the little fellow had no chance of resistance. He then stretched out his hand to remove the covering ice layer, and turned into a black gas that could not wait to drill into the imprisoned body, appearing in the huge spiritual space where the green mist was stagnant.

The black energy turned back into the image of Taoist Master Yanshan, but his eyes were filled with ferocity, and his hair and beard were blue-black.

Carefully examining the looming seven-tiered altar for summoning gods in the middle, the old man let out a strange laugh.

"Hehe, Yanshan, thank you for sending me a body that has been tempered by the minor thunder tribulation. When I achieve great success, I will go to the Immortal Realm to settle the old scores with you. Why do you get to enjoy the good life while I have to be suppressed in the dark land and suffer?"

The old man slowly flew to the altar, pushed away the condensed fog that was in the way, and admired the altar that was also in a deep sleep.

Of course he is proficient in the magical power of creation, but the direction is different.

After he took over and merged this body, it didn't take many years for him to utilize the resources of the blessed land and break through to the eighth floor with great momentum, because he had reached the realm, but what he lacked was a physical body suitable for cultivation.

It's a match made in heaven.

"Hey, that's not right. The soul lake of this body has signs of repair. This kid... is also a body that has been taken over."

The old man suddenly discovered the problem and frowned, saying, "We can't rush it. It will take at least a hundred years to slowly integrate and repair it. Good things are worth waiting for. I can wait."

Waving his sleeves to clear away the fog along the way, the old man carefully examined the vast spiritual space.

A wisp of breeze hidden in the mist above the altar was touched.

The soul that Xu Yuanchang had placed in the breeze before he fell asleep suddenly woke up. He suddenly recalled the dangerous situation he was in. As his soul sank into the summoning platform, the entire spiritual space was turbulent and shining.

“Tsk tsk, you have some skills. You can break free from my confinement spell and wake up from your deep sleep. Well, I will let you see the soul skills of the Nine-Layered Tower cultivators. They are not something a tiny ant like you can compare to.”

The old man was surprised for a moment, then sneered sarcastically.

Countless figures appeared in the air, surrounding the glittering altar.

"Really? Why should I compete with you in soul skills? I can kill you by simply destroying your spiritual consciousness space!"

Xu Yuanchang's voice rumbled in the space, echoing coldly and endlessly. All the mist seemed to come alive, some of it sank into the lake of consciousness below, and half of it turned into swirling strong winds.

"You... Humph, kid, you can't threaten me."

The old man was extremely furious, but he was afraid to launch a powerful attack rashly.

If that kid really went all out and destroyed his spiritual space, he would definitely be fine, but the opportunity he had waited for so hard was lost, and he would be locked up in this picturesque paradise for the rest of his life, never to see the light of day again.

He certainly didn't want to see such a tragic situation.

He has lost the conditions to cultivate to perfection in the ninth floor, and even achieving the normal ninth floor cultivation level is impossible for him.

The damn old man took away some of his talent, destiny and soul power.

He had no choice but to take over the intact body.

"Either you withdraw, or we die together!"

Seeing that he had grasped the old man, Xu Yuanchang shouted sternly, and huge waves were stirred up on the surface of the lake of consciousness, and strong winds were howling.

He had no choice but to threaten the opponent who invaded the core area with his own life.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. They can only seek survival from death.

"Wait, don't be impulsive. I will withdraw. Don't hurt the relationship."

The old man raised his hand and made a pause gesture. He had already seen that the little guy really dared to risk everything. Countless figures disappeared and only one was left, slowly retreating backwards. He wanted to give the other party an illusion, and then seize the opportunity to launch a thundering attack and completely take down the ignorant little guy.

How dare you threaten him? That's outrageous.

Countless green needles suddenly burst out from the strong wind and attacked the old man from behind.

"You are just a trivial skill, give it to me!"

The old man waved his sleeves to dispel the attack from behind, but to his surprise, hundreds of purple needles, undulating in arcs like swimming fish, accelerated towards his soul and were not destroyed by his means.

The old man suddenly turned around and waved his finger to draw a black light curtain.

"Bang bang bang", the purple needles shattered into mist and disappeared.

"cut!"

Following Xu Yuanchang’s loud shout.

A sword light made of gray and purple appeared in the sky and slashed fiercely on the head of the old man who was distracted by both his current focus and his tactics.

In the spiritual space, Xu Yuanchang felt that using the power of rules to perform the Illusion Floating Life Slash was like divine help.

He couldn't defeat the old man with his other abilities and energies, but he spent decades collecting condensed purple and gray earthly breezes, which contained the power of merit and could remain undisturbed and undisturbed.

"Ow..."

The old man's soul was so fragile that it was cut in half and rushed out of his body with a howl.

He couldn't understand why the boy had the means to hurt him. It was a power and means he had never seen before. It was a mistake. He should have deprived the little guy of half of his vitality and magic power. At most, he would have to spend more time recovering in the future.

The old man's disciple is so sinister and cunning that he should not be underestimated.

Xu Yuanchang immediately regained control of his body, and using the breeze to linger around him, he quickly flew towards the circling Wuxin Platform.

"Bang", the figure shattered halfway, and a figure had already fallen on a hill about three miles in size.

"Humph, you can't escape from Qiyuntai blessed land, let's wait and see."

The old man appeared not far away, rubbing his forehead. He did not continue to attack. Instead, he stared at the little guy who escaped from his hands, and shouted with gritted teeth, revealing his hostility.

There is no trace of immortal spirit in him anymore.

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(End of this chapter)