Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 466: A wake-up call, a sharp rebuke

"Please present this to Senior Meng Lang, and tell him that I am a visitor to Xu Yuanchang from Fangcun Mountain, and I have come here specially to pay a visit to him!"

Xu Yuanchang handed over the visiting card according to the rules and said to the monk on duty who came forward.

The grudge between him and Dongyou Sect cannot be explained in a few words.

The former ancestor of Dongyou Sect, Le Yanzhi, was greedy. In order to obtain certain secrets of his Golden Immortal master, he sent his trusted men to kidnap and assassinate him one after another. Relying on the three-inch flying sword given by Gao Jian, a little luck and calculation, he escaped danger several times and killed three masters of the Eighth Floor.

Jia Shusheng, Lin Sanren, Mu Xiaoxiao and the Flower Realm forces, as well as Wu Luo's clone, gathered ninth-rank masters from other domains and went to Dongyou Sect to seek justice. They encountered Le Yanzhi, who had become a demon by sacrificing blood to the descendants of his clan.

If Jia Shusheng had not realized the secret hinted by the old Taoist, he would have triggered a great calamity to destroy the devil.

I still don’t know how that ninth-level demonic calamity will end?

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

When the two rows of monks on duty at the Dongyou Sect's mountain gate heard the man calling himself "Xu Yuanchang", their expressions became subtle, and emotions such as hatred, resentment, curiosity and fear all flashed across their faces.

The Dongyou Sect, which was once in its heyday, was almost destroyed. The power of the Le family and Guan Shixing's lineage was uprooted, and many cultivators in the sect were implicated. All kinds of rumors were flying around, and the most popular rumor was that Patriarch Le coveted Sect Master Xu's treasure, which almost led to the tragedy of the entire clan being wiped out.

The leading monk took the jade invitation with both hands, bowed his head in return, and said in a deep voice: "Master Xu, please wait a moment. I need to present it to the higher levels step by step."

I made a special explanation because I was worried that this seemingly amiable Taoist priest might get impatient waiting.

Xu Yuanchang smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

I leisurely looked at the flying eaves and the mountain gate sign, and observed the ancient texts and decorative symbols on the main plaque, the secondary plaque and the pillars. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, two men and women in green and blue Taoist robes walked out from the side door.

"Master Xu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Lin Yuanze, and this is Junior Sister He Qingmiao. I'm here to greet you on the orders of Grandmaster Meng."

The man in the blue Taoist robe clasped his fists and performed the Taoist etiquette of meeting someone of the same rank.

The woman in blue robe chanted "Blessings and infinite blessings to the Heavenly Venerable" and then clasped her fists in greeting.

Xu Yuanchang had collected information about the seventh and eighth floor monks of the Dongyou Sect before. Even though the forces related to Old Monster Le and Guan Shixing had been destroyed, one still had to be on guard against others. He remembered that the original Dongyou Sect did not have the two eighth floor monks Lin and He.

In other words, the two Taoists in front of him were the confidants that Senior Meng Lang brought into the Dongyou Sect from outside.

It takes three to make a hero. No matter how great your abilities are, you still need trusted subordinates.

"Daozu, be merciful. Thank you for your help, fellow Daoists."

"Master Xu, please!"

"Both of you, please!"

Xu Yuanchang followed the two people into the mountain gate. On the way to Dongyuan Mountain, he chatted with the outgoing Lin Yuanze. The woman on the other side smiled silently, with a calm and cold expression, which made Xu Yuanchang think of the deceased Senior Sister Lan.

They were wearing the same blue Taoist robes, and their expressions of keeping a distance from strangers were somewhat similar.

A group of three people flew to the top of Dongyuan Mountain, and Lin Yuan led the guests into the side hall.

He Qingmiao left alone.

Meng Lang was sitting at the coffee table reading a book by the window of the side hall. When he saw the guest coming in, he put down his book and extended his hand to greet him: "Master Yuan is here, please sit down and let's talk. Yuanze, take out the 'Qingling Tea' you got from Yuxu Territory to entertain the distinguished guest."

Xu Yuanchang clasped his fists and bowed.

In this vast sea of ​​people, some people feel like old friends at first sight and feel close to each other.

He sat down on the left without hesitation and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in the main seat who was handsome and dressed in a black Taoist robe. He was the world's number one ninth-level illusion master. His figure seemed real and not far away, but in fact he might be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Lin Yuan pulled out a box from his sleeve and complained, "Old Meng, you're always thinking about the little bit of good tea I have, and you're trying to take it all out."

Meng Lang laughed and scolded, "Look at your petty face, you are so stingy and ungenerous. When a distinguished guest comes, of course we should use the best tea to entertain him. I am just following the guest's lead. How can it be as bad as you say?... Put two more slices, it will be too bland and the tea will have no taste."

Lin Yuan had no choice but to add two more jade-green tea leaves and boil the tea carefully.

Xu Yuanchang sniffed the faint fragrance of tea and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He is a tea lover, and he can tell the quality of tea by its fragrance. It is indeed top-grade spiritual tea that can clear the mind and soothe the spirit, and give people a faint sense of enlightenment.

"Before you came, Senior Sister Mu sent me a special message through her flying sword, worried that I would neglect the guests. She was looking down on me through the cracks in the door. What does your past grudge with Old Monster Le have to do with me? I can take charge of the Dongyou Sect and have an extra complicated bond, all thanks to you, kid."

Meng Lang said with a smile: "I heard that you came to me to repair a Dao Seal?"

It was the first time that Xu Yuanchang experienced the uniqueness of Taoist Master Meng. He took out the Taoist seal in the ancient jade box, opened the lid, and placed the seal of the Master of Scriptures in front of Taoist Master Meng, saying, "Trouble you, Senior Meng."

Meng Lang picked up the Taoist seal and examined it carefully. He blew a breath on the seal and pressed it firmly on a blank yellow talisman paper on the table. After a while, he uncovered the Taoist seal. A light flashed from the concave-printed talisman paper, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was slightly attracted.

Holding the yellow talisman with the seal on it, he looked at it against the light for a moment.

He picked up the Taoist seal again, fiddled with the seal characters with his fingers for a dozen breaths, blew a breath, and stamped another blank piece of yellow talisman paper.

There was also a flickering glow, and the aura it attracted was even stronger than the previous one.

He grabbed two pieces of talisman paper and threw them into the air. With two "bangs", the first yellow talisman turned into a rain of fire and disappeared quietly before it hit the ground. The second yellow talisman was also powerful, and a strong wind blew. A blurry black shadow was about to appear, but was dispersed by Taoist Meng Lang.

"I used my own Dao domain to rebuild the 'bridge' between the Master's seal and the heaven and earth. This 'Three Talismans of Heaven, Earth and Man' was originally intact. The flaw was just an illusion, meaning 'the treasure is hidden, the heaven and earth are flawed'. Senior Sister Mu is not a Taoist practitioner, she does not understand the secrets hidden in it."

Meng Lang explained a few words casually and pushed the Taoist seal and the box in front of the guest.

Those who are difficult cannot do it, but those who are able to do it are not difficult at all; it is just a piece of cake for them.

"Drink tea. Qingling tea tastes bad when it's cold."

"Please!"

Xu Yuanchang raised his glass to toast the two of them.

It’s so magical. If Master Meng hadn’t taken action, I would never have been able to use the Master Dujing’s seal.

I don’t know how much money and resources will be spent and how much time will be wasted on repairs.

They followed Master Meng's example and drank half a cup of tea in one gulp, savored it slowly for a while, and then drank the remaining clear green tea in one gulp. The aftertaste was long-lasting and refreshing. To them, the spiritual and medicinal power contained in the Qingling Tea was of little use, it was just to satisfy their appetite.

If a monk from the fifth floor drinks one cup, his cultivation level will be greatly improved. The three chatted casually and finished a pot of tea. Lin Yuan boiled another pot and left first, saying he had something to do.

Meng Lang leaned back, relaxed, and said, "When I was in the lower world, I received the kindness of your master. He guided me through a difficult time. Less than a hundred years later, I encountered the dark world war that happens once every three thousand years. You know."

And blinked.

Xu Yuanchang immediately understood that the reason why Meng Lang treated him as his own was not only because of Mu Xiaoxiao, but also because his master had already sent a clone to Qianfang Realm at that time.

He found the book Yunshan Lunhuan Pian from the bookshelf in the space, placed it in front of Taoist Meng, stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I have long heard of your name, Taoist. When I was exploring illusions on my own, I benefited a lot from your books. Today I finally get to see your true face. Please accept my greetings!"

As if fulfilling a vow, he bowed and saluted.

Meng Lang extended his hand to support him, flipped through the old yellow book, and said with a smile: "I said I didn't write this book. It was Yan Guang, Wang Ling and a few other guys who compiled my lectures into a book. 'Yunshanzhai' was my library back then. Alas, they were thoughtful."

My heart was slightly moved as I recalled that time long ago.

Xu Yuanchang sat down again and waited for a moment. Seeing that Master Meng had regained his thoughts, he smiled and asked, "Could you please write an inscription on the title page of this book as a commemoration?"

Meng Lang laughed, "Why not?"

He picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a sentence smoothly.

"Illusions arise from the mind, let's share the origin together! Meng Lang."

He closed the book and casually handed it to the other person.

Xu Yuanchang took the book with both hands. He did not open it to appreciate it. Instead, he put it into his space with great respect and said, "Master Mu asked me to treat you to a drink to offset the reward for asking you to repair the Dao Seal."

Meng Lang smiled and shook his hands, saying, "Senior Sister Mu is simply being too generous. How can one meal of wine be enough? If it were five hundred years ago, it would have taken at least ten meals of wine. Unfortunately, I have already quit drinking. You don't know that when you cultivate to the point where 'the whole world is an illusion', the delicacies, beauties, and scenery of the world are all out of your reach. You will understand how it feels to be trapped in the world... when the time comes."

He did not continue to vent about his predicament.

Until the time comes, others won't be able to empathize with you.

He actually wanted to find Taoist Master Yanshan and ask him for advice in person, but there was no chance for him to do so.

Meng Lang changed the subject and said, "Every time a war in the Dark Realm ends, a group of ascended monks will emerge in the Qianfang Realm within a thousand years. In our group, more than thirty monks and demon cultivators ascended one after another. The second to ascend, Boss Yingchen, established a sect called 'Dingxiantai' in Longyuan Valley, borrowing the name of Dingzhou's 'Dingxiantai Daoting' to gather the brothers from various continents who ascended later."

"With Lin Sanren's support behind him, the momentum is stronger than the 'Deng Xian Guan' you have established now."

"A tall tree attracts the wind. Plus, some brothers didn't know how to restrain themselves and revealed their whereabouts. It happened to be when the killing calamity was wreaking havoc on the seven realms of the upper realm. Someone led the killing calamity to Dingxiantai, and my brothers suffered heavy casualties. We were almost wiped out. Lao Lin and Qingmiao escaped with me, and a few others escaped. The sect was destroyed, and we could never get together again."

Xu Yuanchang heard a thrilling secret and became alert.

The past experience is a lesson for the future. Looking back, I have to tell my brothers to be more low-key.

Although it has been emphasized long ago that the identity of the ascended monk should not be leaked.

After staying on the mountain for two hours, Lin Yuan accompanied them out of Dongyou Sect.

Xu Yuanchang sent a cross-domain flying sword to Zeng Lao and told him a few things. He changed his appearance and flew to Dongyuan City. Ye Changmeng was not in Jinhe Palace, so there was no need for him to visit him. He took the cross-domain teleportation array to Zhoushan Domain.

It’s getting late, so let’s find an inn to stay in.

The next morning, Xu Yuanchang flew to the outside of the inconspicuous gate of Baozhou Temple, climbed the steps into the hall, offered incense worth ten taels of silver, and was led by a young monk to meet Master Sanzhou smoothly.

After bowing and greeting, Xu Yuanchangku waited for a long time until a bell rang from the direction of the main hall and Master Sanzhou turned around.

In the dimly lit Zen room, Master Sanzhou took a look at the short stick hanging from the Taoist's waist, and knowing that his old friend had been reincarnated smoothly, he said, "Go to the dining hall to look for Kong Kong, he is currently doing odd jobs there."

Without saying another word, he turned back to face the wall.

Xu Yuanchang was not surprised. He bowed and walked out of the meditation room, all the way to the dining hall behind the side hall.

In the yard, he saw a bald young man wearing a gray monk's robe with his sleeves rolled up, wielding an axe to chop wood. He was sweating profusely and was very serious about every move. Xu Yuanchang stopped and looked at him with admiration, without disturbing Master Kongkong's enjoyment of his work.

He could see that Master Kong Kong's cultivation was sealed and he could not use his demonic powers to cheat.

Every piece of firewood that was split was a real effort.

After chopping a pile of firewood, Liu Xueli threw away the axe, rubbed her wrist, turned around and saw the sect leader in the corridor.

"Son..."

Liu Xueli got so excited that she slapped herself in the face and said with her hands together, "Donor, you shouldn't have come. You disturbed my practice."

Xu Yuanchang walked up to him with a disdainful sneer, and said with a smile, "You are practicing the bullshit 'no self, no others, no sentient beings, no life'. You should practice 'emptiness'. Your master even gave you the Dharma name 'Kongkong'. Why can't you open your mind? 'Dharma has no self-nature, all things are born from causes and conditions'. You deserve to chop wood, fetch water, grow vegetables, and do odd jobs."

At the end of the conversation, he tapped the bald head with his finger.

Liu Xueli suddenly raised her head, rubbed her bald head, frowned and thought, still confused: "Master, I can't find 'emptiness'. Looking around, the scenery is still the same, I can't find it..."

"Dong", Xu Yuan knocked again, angrily saying, "Idiot, you are 'Kong', 'Kong' is you, what are you looking for?"

While he studied Taoism in depth, he also dabbled in Confucianism, Buddhism, Legalism, Mohism and other doctrines.

When one reaches such a high level, he will not follow the crowd, but will "see the mountain as not a mountain" and have his own opinions on anything he learns.

Taoism excels in the perception of the state of mind and seeing the big picture from the small, which requires a thorough understanding of everything at all times. Buddhism emphasizes sudden enlightenment, but it is easy to confuse the mind. As a bystander, he saw in a few words that Xueli was trapped in a dilemma of self-study and could not get out, and it was unknown how long it would take.

He borrowed the Buddhist method to give a wake-up call.

Liu Xueli rubbed his bald head with a bump on it, blinked his clear eyes filled with confusion and stupidity, and murmured "I am 'Kong', 'Kong' is me". He was suddenly stunned on the spot, and a white light surged from his body. Soon, his whole figure disappeared into it.

The bells of Baozhou Temple rang together, and the sound of chanting from the Main Hall could be faintly heard.

A smile appeared on Xu Yuanchang's lips, and Master Kongkong was enlightened.

He came from far away, and the trip was not in vain.

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(End of this chapter)