Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 442 Wealth and honor, don’t forget each other

The Dianjiang Palace area is commonly known as the "Flower Realm".

Its territory is divided into inner continent and outer continent. The outer continents are dotted around the huge inner continent and are named "Spring Continent, Summer Continent, Autumn Continent and Winter Continent", implying the scenery of the four seasons. The inner continent is composed of three almost connected continents, namely Shuying Continent, Chaohua Continent and Moro Continent.

After Liu Xianfeng made a breakthrough a few years ago, he finally moved from the crowded forest full of flowers to a valley with a private courtyard.

She and Grandma Jiaoteng were led from the secret realm of flowers to Chaohuazhou in the flower world. However, the cultivation life in the upper realm was not as beautiful as she had imagined.

The flower fairies and spirits living in the inner island of the flower world do not suffer from the cruel struggles of the outside world.

It looks bright and beautiful on the surface, but it is also filled with exclusion, calculation, factionalism and other dark things.

The rare treasures that she and Jiao Teng brought from the lower world, especially the Tongxuan Stone, had long been taken away by the sixth-level flower demon who was in charge of their forest every now and then for various reasons.

A spirit without any background or backing can only slowly absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and practice hard.

Compete in endurance and perseverance, and practice persistently day after day.

Only by striving to break through to the sixth level one day can one escape from the oppression of the lower class.

Most of the flower fairies and spirits go with the flow in the colorful false prosperity and get lost in it before they can survive a hundred years. In the end, they are willing to fall into a decadent life and indulge in it. Instead, they can't stand a small group of alternatives and practice quietly without participating in their play, and try every means to pull them into their big family.

If they fail to win them over, they will isolate and exclude them.

Or they will use all means to interfere. They regard concession as weakness and do not allow others to amplify the subtle pain in their hearts, preventing them from indulging in pleasure.

It was in such an environment that Liu Xianfeng and Jiao Teng fought with tough means and even resorted to violent fighting, causing all the flowers and leaves in the forest to fall to the ground, and leaving the area within fifty feet around them clean and without a single blade of grass.

Despite being subjected to indiscriminate imprisonment by the steward, he experienced unimaginable hardships.

Finally broke through and had a place in the world.

"Friend Xu is right. When I took out the magic stick and treated them harshly, the world suddenly became gentle and polite."

A smile of reminiscence flashed across Liu Xianfeng's face as she strolled in the three-mile-wide back garden. She casually plucked a bright red crabapple flower that was swaying towards her, put it to her nose and sniffed it, scaring the other flowers and plants so much that they all turned around.

"It's useless to be good-looking. It's flashy and has no flavor."

With a light spit, Liu Xianfeng boredly tore off the petals one by one, throwing them into the air and letting them fall to the ground and be trampled.

"I really wasn't like this before. I was a very ladylike and gentle little tree spirit, loved by everyone and loved by all flowers. I was just a little wild sometimes... Alas, six hundred years have passed, and I can't believe how I have become."

"Why hasn't Brother Xu come yet to take me out of this hellhole filled with 'gentle traps'?"

"I'm going crazy. Every day feels like a year. It's so boring."

The little tree spirit muttered to himself, thinking of Fellow Daoist Xu who was nowhere to be found.

What she was most worried about was whether Fellow Daoist Xu had safely survived the thunder tribulation?

It is said that the ascension calamity in the lower world is extremely terrifying. Fellow Daoist Xu would not... Ah, bah, bah. Children speak without restraint. Gods passing by in the sky, please don't bother with me. Please let my young master go. I will burn incense and fulfill my wish later.

The dreamy little elf suddenly heard a knock on the door. A look of joy appeared on her face and her figure disappeared in a flash.

All the flowers and plants in the garden seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.

The fragrance fills the garden, and flowers compete for beauty.

Pulling open the wooden door decorated with exquisite patterns, Liu Xianfeng asked impatiently: "Sister Jiao Teng, how is it? Have you heard about the young master? Where did he ascend to in the upper realm? How is he doing now?"

She had already changed her name to sister, and argued that it was not okay to call Jiao Teng old.

In fact, I feel that being sisters makes us closer.

After years of living together day and night and going through all the ups and downs together, they have become as close as brothers and sisters.

Jiao Teng, who looked younger, reached out and pinched the chubby cheek, then walked into the courtyard, scolding with a smile, "You are such a heartless little thing. You didn't even ask if your sister was tired from running around outside. You didn't even pour a cup of tea, and you only cared about your lover. I wasted my time recognizing you as my sister."

Liu Xianfeng was pushed away a few steps. She rubbed her cheeks, smiled and moved forward again. She felt a little more at ease, otherwise Sister Jiao Teng would not have the leisure to joke. She hurriedly took Jiao Teng's arm and walked towards the hall, tilted her head and stared at her without saying a word.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you. I want to tell you that he is doing fine now."

Jiao Teng knew too well how persistent the little tree spirit was, so he smiled and said, "I have already heard from Xiazhou City that Daoist Xu is quite powerful now. He founded a sect in Fanghuzhou in Fangcun Mountain and established the 'Dengxian Temple'. It is said that he has a master and is doing well."

Liu Xianfeng was extremely surprised. Since the young master was able to build the Dengxian Temple in the upper realm, it was understandable that he had already advanced to the seventh floor and had a certain amount of power. There was a great hope for her to leave this place soon.

Sister Jiao Teng was promoted to the sixth level more than sixty years earlier than her. She built up a certain circle of relationships at the sixth level in Chaohuazhou and got the opportunity to go out. However, if she wanted to go out and carry out missions, it would take at least several decades.

"Sister, you and I will go to Dengxian Temple together and live a carefree life."

"Forget it. I'll just stay in the flower world and slowly get along. I don't want to leave the familiar environment and then adapt to a new place."

After Jiao Teng sat down, she picked up the teapot and poured herself some water to drink. She had heard that it would cost a hefty price to leave the flower world with the sixth-level cultivation. She and Fellow Daoist Xu were not related at all, and she didn't want to owe him such a big favor.

Besides, after she was promoted to the sixth level, she just made a name for herself in the flower world.

In the future, you will have your own small territory with no more than ten subordinates to command. You can receive well-paid missions and can sell the medicinal materials, spiritual fruits, nectar, fruit wine, etc. produced in your territory to shops in other continents in exchange for resources for cultivation.

No matter where you are, being at the bottom of society is the most difficult time, when it is hardest to see hope.

She has taken root in the flower world for the rest of her life, living a carefree and comfortable life.

At least in the flower world, there won’t be conflicts at any time.

She didn't want to experience the bloody fighting in the dark world a second time. Perhaps a thousand years later, when she needed to go out for training, she would face the cruelty of the world of cultivation again.

"No, we agreed before, 'If you become rich, don't forget me'. How could you have the idea of ​​leaving me alone in the flower world? Are we still good sisters?"

"You are not ashamed at all. You are not rich yet, but your love has already gone to your lover..."

"Don't interrupt me. I'm serious."

"Sister, I am serious. I don't have a lover outside, and I don't want to live a life of wandering. I just want to practice slowly on the big ship in the Flower Realm in peace and quiet, and accumulate practice resources bit by bit. I will take it as far as I can, and I won't force myself to enjoy the scenery at the highest point."

"You big liar, why don't you keep your promise to work together?"

"You are so rebellious, you have no respect for your elders. Do you still want to hear Xu Yuanchang's story?"

"I want to listen!" "Be nicer and pour some tea."

……

A small mountain area and a complex island.

The night was dark and windy. Yu Fengwu watched Taoist Xu suddenly sit cross-legged to practice. She was a little surprised. This guy was really a model of hard work and diligence. He seized every opportunity to practice, and then he found something wrong.

She sensed an aura of "nothingness" spreading from Taoist Xu's body, and a green mist was shimmering around him.

There is also a breeze blowing on your face, which is invisible and intangible, but you can feel its spirituality.

Yu Fengwu slowly retreated outside, no longer paying attention to the ghost borrowing event that took place once every three hundred years on Cuozong Island. She was worried that the noisy ghost screams would disturb Xu Yuanchang's sudden state of enlightenment.

Such a sudden and deep state of meditation can only be encountered by chance.

It is of great benefit to practitioners and should not be disturbed or interfered with.

She didn't dare to use her magic to move Taoist Xu to the cave on the mountain wall, so she could only guard him closely with a sword ten miles away.

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Before dawn, the ghost cries that had been making noise for half the night finally died down, and no ghosts or spirits were seen floating towards the island from the sea. Yu Fengwu breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the leading ghosts who were paying their respects from afar, asking them to disappear quickly.

Xu Yuanchang sat cross-legged in the air, and when the sun came out, he suddenly disappeared.

He comprehended the opportunity of the great way of emptiness and tranquility, and instinctively immersed himself in the state of "subtlety". His whole body was like a wisp of fresh breeze, blending into the world. His cultivation level kept growing, and his power of rules was slowly perfected.

The swirling green mist still remained in the distance, like a cocoon of fog covering his tracks.

Yu Fengwu protected the Dharma silently. She could sense the invisibility in the mist and secretly felt that the illusionist's ability to escape was indeed unique and superb, which was completely different from her practice of "One Sword to the Great Dao" and "One Sword to Suppress All Laws".

This guard lasted for three years.

During this period, Xu Shengtian came to check on the situation of the sect leader.

After chatting with Yu Fengwu for a while, he quickly slipped away, as if he was afraid that he would be left behind to be protected by the sect leader.

Yu Fengwu was patient. While guarding, she used her soul to practice the Invisible Heart Sword. Sword energy flashed from time to time within a hundred miles, frightening the passing monks or exploring monks so much that they dared not approach the center of the island.

Autumn afternoon.

The three-meter-thick green mist suddenly shrank, and Xu Yuanchang landed on the top of the mountain from the sky. His face was as gentle as jade. He greeted Yu Fengwu who was flying over and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Guardian Fengwu. We can return to the sect now."

He broke through the critical point and realized the mystery of emptiness and tranquility, condensing a trace of the power of emptiness and tranquility rules. Above the altar, a wisp of black and a wisp of golden aura floated, surrounding each other, mysterious and unpredictable. It was the result of his hard work for more than a hundred years.

After returning to the sect, he will blend the yin and yang auras together to obtain the fairy breeze he needs.

Yu Fengwu looked at the Taoist priest, whose demeanor was becoming increasingly ethereal, and asked, "Is it done?"

Xu Yuanchang smiled and nodded, "It's a small achievement."

No matter how happy he is, he can't say enough, because he has high demands on himself.

The two flew high into the sky and headed west, and in a moment they were far away.

"We are now full of talented people and have overcome the initial difficulties. I will follow my master's orders and go to the dangerous place of Yuxu Territory to hone my swordsmanship. I'm telling you in advance."

Yu Fengwu seemed to be chatting casually.

The sword is the way to kill and destroy. The true meaning cannot be realized in tranquility and peace.

Xu Yuanchang was silent for a moment, then said, "Mr. Zeng can't go out for a while. We have to wait until Zeng Shanlang and Meng Yiyi ascend to the upper realm. Shengtian is even less likely to be counted on. Zhao Jun has been promoted to the seventh floor for six or seven years. How about letting him go to Yuxu Territory with you to train? We can take care of each other. After I go back, I have to go to the Flower Realm. There are also a few things I haven't completed. It may take fifty or sixty years before I can spare the time to go to Yuxu Territory to meet you."

Yu Fengwu smiled and refused: "Zhao Jun should not rush to Yuxu Territory. He is a formation master, and it will take him at least one or two hundred years to learn and figure out the seventh-level formation. Besides, the place I am going to is not suitable for him to go."

He then warned in a low voice: "You have become a hot commodity in the eyes of some masters. Even if you want to go to the upper domain for training, you must be low-key and cautious. It is best to change your appearance and not go with ordinary monks. You are too conspicuous and be careful not to be targeted."

Xu Yuanchang nodded and said "I understand".

Once he has refined the "two-liang wind" of the mortal world and the immortal spirit, he will be sure to escape even if faced with siege from masters of the Eighth Floor. In addition, he also has the blessed land of Seven Clouds Terrace to make use of. If he encounters ordinary masters of the Ninth Floor who want to embarrass him, he can also escape to the outside of Seven Clouds Terrace.

But it is better to be safe than sorry and avoid causing trouble for yourself.

The sun was setting and passed over Lazy Tiger Mountain. Xu Yuanchang deliberately landed to take a look, and gave a breath of air to the budding tiger spirit before continuing on his way.

At dusk, the two returned to Dengxianguan, where there was a lot of excitement. Xu Shengtian arranged a grand banquet to welcome the two.

Xu Yuanchang exchanged pleasantries with Wen Yining, Yu She, and Bai Yi who joined later, and said some high-sounding nonsense, reassuring the fox girl Bai Yi to practice with peace of mind and strive to advance to the seventh level as soon as possible, and not to worry about being captured by the eighth-level demon powerhouses from the Dongyou Region, etc.

When we meet, we drink a glass of wine and talk and laugh.

Ten days after returning to the sect at night, Xu Yuanchang put a stack of letter paper, more than a dozen pill bottles and several treasures into a black storage bag, sealed it in a small black jade box, cast a spell to invite the Hades fish, and sent the items to Liuquan Mountain in the ghost world of reincarnation.

Within seven days, Chang Wuhui sent the dark fish to bring back a message.

Xu Yuanchang distributed the stack of reply letters to Zeng Lao and Yu Fengwu. The most letters were addressed to him. Yan Ruoxing, Lan Ying'er and others expressed their gratitude for his righteous help and made appointments to meet in the upper realm.

Xueli has also focused on her cultivation and no longer wanders around and causes trouble in the demon clan's territory.

Opportunities don’t come easily, so cherish them while you can.

If you miss it, it will last a lifetime.

After receiving the secret letter from Meng Yiyi, Yu Fengwu changed his appearance and left quietly the next day. Only the sect leader knew about it, while others were not alarmed and claimed to others that he was in seclusion.

As the sword immortal's direct disciple, the level of attention he received was only slightly less than that of Xu Yuanchang.

The human hearts and minds of people in the world of cultivation are so treacherous that it is far beyond imagination.

Xu Yuanchang also completed the integration of the fairy spirit and the clear breeze. Everything was ready. He summoned several senior leaders to arrange the affairs of the sect. He brought his nephew with him, who insisted on going with him to run errands for him. In fact, he was worried about his safety, and one more person meant one more person to take care of him.

The two set off to take the cross-border teleportation array.

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(End of this chapter)