Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 441: Understanding Life and Death on the Intricate Island

Lin Sanren was extremely careful. He stared at the southwest horizon where the young man disappeared and felt that something seemed to be wrong.

The strange young man gave him a feeling of déjà vu and yet also of being there and not there. It was hard to tell whether it was good or bad.

"Okay, Xu's friend, why are you so suspicious?"

Jia Shusheng loved the old Taoist priest and his disciples, and he was very confident in them. He was a rough man and said whatever he thought. He said, "Lao Lin, I don't mean to criticize you, but if you keep talking nonsense like this, as if everyone in the world is out to get your money and kill you, you will go crazy sooner or later if you are on guard everywhere and tense all the time."

Lin Sanren's stern, weathered face suddenly laughed in anger. He was scolded by a madman and said that he was going crazy. Is there any justice in the world? He cursed: "You are the crazy one..."

Later on, he swallowed the last character "子".

He couldn't rub salt into his brother's wounds.

Xu Yuanchang had already taken out an old dark red bamboo stick left by the old Taoist priest. Hearing the conversation between the two, he immediately took a liking to Jia Shusheng. He held the bamboo stick in both hands and handed it to Jia Shusheng, who was staring at him, and said, "My master told me that if the two uncles come to visit me one day, I should present this to them."

The down-and-out scholar rubbed his hands vigorously on his dirty clothes and murmured, "I knew it, I knew that the old man would not leave without leaving anything... He blamed me for killing Ku Wei, and he is still angry with me and refused to see me... Woo woo..."

She cried very sadly and took the Taoist's token, the "Jiantian Bamboo Stick", with trembling hands.

Lin Sanren was worried that the scholar's madness would worsen, so he cursed, "What the hell are you howling about? Your old face is wrinkled like dead bark, so ugly. Look at what the old Taoist said."

Taoist Gu Yan was the think tank of their group back then. When they were in the lower world, he mediated various conflicts and jointly resisted the counterattack of the Shinto. Later, after ascending to the upper world, the old Taoist worked hard for more than two thousand years, but perhaps because he was extremely disappointed, he just left and there was no news of him since then, disappearing completely.

The two of them maintained their friendship with Mu Xiaoxiao, Gao Jian and others for nearly a thousand years, but eventually fell out due to the death of an old friend.

There were more than 20 monks who were full of vigor and shared the same ideals at that time. Some dispersed, some died, and the relationship fell apart and became strangers. Most of them never interacted with each other again until they died. Scholar Jia was depressed and blamed himself, which was the root cause of his illness that occurred at that time.

After four or five thousand years, the only one left whose whereabouts of the brothers was Smiley Lady. Besides the Taoist priest and Gao Jian, it was said that there was another brother who successfully ascended to the immortal world six hundred years ago.

The other two went to the Sinking and Floating Region and have not been heard from for a thousand years.

Jia Shusheng tightly grasped the bamboo stick, wiped away his tears fiercely, and shouted: "Old Lin, you are a dog with no ivory in your mouth. You can't speak properly and have to curse people. I won't let you watch it anymore."

He held the forbidden bamboo stick between his fingers and rubbed it gently. The mysterious symbols on both sides of the stick disappeared, became smooth and shiny, and golden words appeared.

"If the sky doesn't take it, and the earth doesn't care, I'll try to go beyond the clouds."

“Great wisdom appears foolish, great madness appears not confused.”

"Time is like running water, things are different and people are different, and everything is over."

Jia Shusheng laughed a few times and shouted, "The Taoist priest told me that it's 'everything should be stopped', not 'when to stop', hahahahaha."

Lin Sanren stared at the golden words on the bamboo stick as they disappeared, with a thoughtful look on his face. Seeing that the scholar was laughing non-stop and gradually showing his crazy side, he gently fanned the scholar's head and urged him to stop laughing: "Stop laughing, take a look at the other side of the bamboo stick, what else did the Taoist write?"

Jia Shusheng opened his mouth in shock for a moment, and without bothering to retort, he quickly turned the bamboo stick over.

There was a cloud of mist that looked like a picture but was not a picture, and its shape kept changing on the surface of the bamboo stick.

"What the hell? The old Taoist is trying to be mysterious again."

"Don't make any noise, don't be distracted, quickly write down the 'cloud map' and study it slowly later."

Lin Sanren shouted in a low voice, frowning as he stared at the pattern displayed on the bamboo stick. He knew that the old Taoist would never do useless work. There should be some secret in it, which might be the secret of whether they could ascend to the fairyland?
Xu Yuanchang and Yu Fengwu were watching from the side, and they couldn't understand the cloud pattern flowing on the bamboo sticks.

My eyesight cannot keep up with the changes in the clouds, so I can only try my best to remember them.

About ten breaths later, the bamboo stick in the scholar's hand turned into a pile of light ashes.

A cold wind blew, and dust was all over the air.

Jia Shusheng rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes for a while, and said, "I remember all the changes in the cloud map. How about you?"

Lin Sanren nodded slightly: "No problem, I've got it all. The old Taoist wants us to go to 'Nine Skies and Beyond', what do you think?"

"Go, I must go. I haven't left the Seven Realms for three thousand years."

The down-and-out scholar opened his eyes with an excited look, rubbing his hands together, wishing he could leave right away.

Lin Sanren said, "Just be patient for a while."

He turned to look at the Taoist priest in green robes, the coldness on his face disappeared, and he asked in a gentle voice: "Does the old Taoist have any other instructions? Think about it carefully. The old Taoist likes to beat around the bush when speaking and doing things, making people guess. This is the most annoying thing about him."

Thousands of years passed, and finally the token of trust that the old Taoist entrusted to his disciple arrived.

The old Taoist still valued friendship and gave a few words of specific advice, which alleviated the scholar's madness and also gave him hope of a cloud map.

He immediately found the young Taoist priest very pleasing to his eyes.

Ever since Xu Yuanchang heard Jia Shusheng say, "He blamed me for killing Ku Wei and is still angry with me," he knew the Taoist's intention of taking him to visit that old friend from the mortal world, because that person's predecessor was called "True Man Ku Wei."

"When my master took me to travel the Seven Realms, he went to visit an old friend who had been reincarnated and I had forgotten him for a long time. He said that the old friend had been in the mortal world for seventy or eighty lifetimes, sometimes becoming an animal, sometimes dying young and being a flash in the pan, but he spent most of his time as a human being and never awakened the wisdom of his previous life. He was muddle-headed and confused, which was also good."

"where is he?"

"What the hell, why didn't you give me a hand?"

Lin Sanren stamped his feet and cursed.

Seeing that Jia Shusheng's eyes were red with anxiety, Xu Yuanchang hurriedly said, "More than a hundred years have passed. Maybe he has reincarnated again. He is in Pinghe Village below Qianniu City, Qiandingzhou, Zhoushanyu. His name is 'Fang Chengxian', and his name in his previous life was 'Kuwei Zhenren'."

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's him, let's go to Zhoushan Territory."

Jia Shusheng rushed into the sky in a hurry.

Lin Sanren followed closely behind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

They do not use Fanghuzhou's cross-border teleportation formation, which allows them to directly enter the void and pass through the void turbulence to reach other realms. However, using the teleportation formation to travel poses the risk of being controlled by others.

"Junior Brother Xu, Junior Brother Yu, we are back in Longyuan Valley. Let's go to Liuguang Ridge or Jietian Peak to visit."

Jia Shusheng's voice came faintly from the void.

Then two rays of light floated down and landed in front of Xu and Yu respectively.

Xu Yuanchang and Yu Fengwu stretched out their hands to receive the gift given to them, bowed and said farewell, and stood up after a while. The two masters had already left Fangcun Mountain.

Yu Fengwu was playing with an ancient-looking Panyun jade ruyi, examining it for a moment, and said, "Master Yanshan gave me an amulet, and they also gave me an amulet. Could it be that they saw me as a sword cultivator who would often go out and fight bravely?"

She said it till she laughed.

What Xu Yuanchang got was a pure white and flawless peace and safety plaque, which was also a kind of amulet.

However, after a careful inspection, he found that there was a magical power in it that seemed to make time flow, which almost made him lost in it. He realized in an instant that Jia Shusheng had cast "flowing time" on the jade token. It was truly an unexpected gift.

"Are you okay with being dumbfounded?"

"It's okay. I'm fine."

"Your smile is so crooked, you must have got a good baby. It's too obvious that they are biased." "How about I switch with you? Maybe they sent the wrong one."

"I won't change it. Your jade token is too simple and ugly."

Yu Fengwu smiled as she refined the Panyun Jade Ruyi, then played with it in her hand, saying, "After a few days, Master Mu will definitely come to inquire about this. What are you going to tell her?"

"To be honest, there is nothing shameful. The grudge between them does not involve us."

Xu Yuanchang said casually, and also practiced the jade token.

Perhaps after hearing the advice to "have a try beyond the clouds", Mu Xiaoxiao will run to Jia Shusheng and Lin Sanren again to discuss the unknown event that will happen more than 800 years later and may put her life in danger?
Xu Yuanchang realized that he had unknowingly become deeply involved in the grudges and troubles of his predecessors.

His master didn't make any requests to him, it shows that the older you are, the wiser you are.

Forget it, let’s just walk and see.

The most urgent task is to improve one's own strength, or at least to strengthen one's ability to save one's life.

Before three days had passed, Mu Xiaoxiao appeared on Cuozong Island in the afternoon of that day. After a brief greeting, she went straight to the point and asked the Crazy Scholar and the Cold-Faced Wanderer about their purpose of coming.

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Xu Yuanchang did not hide anything and told everyone everything. Anyway, he and Yu Fengwu could not remember or see the entire cloud map, which was the most mysterious.

When Mu Xiaoxiao heard the golden words "Heaven won't take it, earth won't care, let's go beyond the clouds" appearing on the Jiantian bamboo stick, her eyes suddenly lit up and a hint of uncontrollable joy appeared on the corners of her mouth.

When she heard that the reincarnation of Master Kuwei appeared in Qiandingzhou in Zhoushan Domain, she could no longer sit still.

This is an excellent opportunity to improve relations and make peace with Jia Shusheng.

The old Taoist priest has calculated everything.

After more than eight hundred years, she should have a chance of survival.

"My two dear nephews, I have something urgent to do today, so I won't stay any longer. I'm leaving now."

She left as soon as she said she would. As it was a matter of life and property and the path to ascension, she could not wait to disappear into the stone pavilion.

Yu Fengwu was touched by something and suddenly sighed, saying, "In the hustle and bustle of the world, it is better to be free with a sword in hand."

He flew to the top of a mountain fifty miles away, and the sword light was as dark as a curtain in the gray fog.

The sword is the foundation of her life, and she also needs to strengthen her understanding of the sword in her heart and the sword in her body.

Strive to achieve a breakthrough as soon as possible, and advance to the eighth level. Only then can you practice the several sword skills taught by the master, and have some say in the upper realm.

Xu Yuanchang walked back to the cave, closed the door, and continued to condense the ubiquitous evil aura. At the same time, he distracted himself by comprehending the mysterious way of emptiness and tranquility, floating in the air and feeling vague, day after day.

The path of spiritual practice is composed of countless boring and monotonous days, and one must diligently wipe away the obsessions and dust that are everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, another eight years passed, and Mu Xiaoxiao never came again.

On this day, Bai Yi, a fox from the fox clan who had some grievances with Xu Yuanchang in the lower world, received a message from Xu Shengtian. She crossed the world to find Dengxian Temple and asked for shelter, saying that she had offended an eighth-level powerful demon from the Western Continent of Dongyou Domain. The upper world is so big that only Dengxian Temple can save her from danger because the backers of Sect Master Xu are extremely powerful.

Certain rumors have already spread throughout the seven realms of the upper realm.

Yu Fengwu and Bai Yi had a good relationship, and he spoke for the fox girl: "When we were in the lower world, we each served our own tribe, so there wasn't much conflict. Bai Yi has a good character and good reputation."

"Okay, then leave her as a guardian, and you guys decide on the arrangements."

Xu Yuanchang went with the flow, demonstrating his magnanimity.

It is no big deal for Dengxianguan to protect a sixth-level ascended fox girl in Fanghuzhou.

Even if the eighth-rank powerful demon from the Dongyou Region had the courage of a king, he would not dare to go to Dengxian Temple to ask for the fox girl.

Zhao Jun has been promoted to a seventh-rank formation master and is currently adjusting the mountain gate formation for Dengxian Temple.

It has been raining for days, and the yin energy on the island has become increasingly strong.

In the evening, a ghost figure walked down the mountain, bowed deeply and asked for an audience.

Xu Yuanchang and Yu Fengwu were drinking tea and chatting in the stone pavilion on the top of the mountain. Xu Yuanchang was a little surprised. This was the first time that the ghost messenger had shown up on his own initiative in all these years. He and Yu Fengwu floated down.

"Get up, what's the matter?"

"Reporting to the two lords, I am here on the orders of Judge Lu to deliver a message that the day after tomorrow is the 'Ghost Festival of Ten Thousand Ghosts'. At midnight, there will be a ritual for the ghosts to borrow the passage once every three hundred years. They will pass through the Complex Island to enter the netherworld. Please forgive me for disturbing you, lords!"

The ghost was still kneeling on the ground and answering, not daring to overstep the mark.

The rules of the underworld are very strict, and the monks in the seventh floor of the mortal world have a very high status in the ghost world.

Judge Lu specifically instructed that the two monks on the island must not be offended.

Xu Yuanchang immediately understood what he meant and said with a smile, "Report to Judge Lu that I will not interfere with the ritual of ghosts borrowing the passage. Just do what you want."

"Yes, thank you both adults."

After the ghost expressed his gratitude, it retreated a hundred feet before disappearing underground.

Xu Yuanchang flew into the sky and circled around Cuozong Island. He noticed that the misty rain was quite different from usual, except for the Cuozong Mountain which was covered for hundreds of miles, which was not too unusual. He communicated with Yu Fengwu through voice transmission and asked Yu Fengwu to rest in Cuozong Mountain for the next few days.

Two days passed quickly.

At midnight, Xu and Yu, who were flying over Cuozhong Island, witnessed all kinds of ghost soldiers and ghosts coming from all directions of the sea. Among them were the residual souls of cultivators, which were glowing faintly and appeared different from others.

The two of them said nothing, just watched in silence as countless ghost officials maintained order and floated onto the Chaos Island in a mighty procession.

Groups of gray ghosts crawled into the underground caves on the island.

All kinds of strange howls could be heard faintly from underground.

Xu Yuanchang glanced at the endless stream of ghosts, and suddenly his heart was touched by the thoughts of life and death.

The birth of yang is rest, the death of yin is disappearance.

Yang controls gathering, and advances by advancement, so it controls compliance.

Yin controls dispersion, and retreat means retreat, so it controls opposition.

……

He further realized that "emptiness and tranquility" have something in common with life and death, and the same relationship of "dispersion" and "gathering" complement each other.

The breath in his body suddenly changed, and he sat cross-legged in the air, closing his eyes and entering a state of meditation.

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(End of this chapter)