Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 473: Gambling on the Future

"There is a saying among humans, 'A centipede dies but remains intact.' It's not that you are not careful enough, it's that your defense is weak. Compared to the combined ambush tactics they set up, the gap is two major realms apart. The upper forces are overwhelming the lower ones, and it is impossible to defend against them."

Qing Liu explained a few words and then excused himself, "I have been in a state of 'tree sleep' most of the time, without any thoughts or consciousness. Only in this way can I survive the long years. You triggered the origin attack they set on the boundary stone fragments and tree walls, which woke me up. So I'm sorry that I couldn't warn you in advance."

As he spoke, his voice gradually returned to normal.

Xu Yuanchang understood that his fortune divine light and phantom armor were of too low a rank to resist the deliberate plots of several old fellows. The treasures given to him by Mu Xiaoxiao and Jia Shusheng were all consumed in that round of fighting.

He did not comment on what the other party said as he had not been reminded of the reason.

With such ready-made evidence to hold him responsible, why would Qing Liu warn him in advance?
"When did they die?"

"They have been poisoned by time and have tried every possible way to resist for more than ten years. No outside monks have entered the ruins, so they cannot get any replenishment. They are getting weaker and weaker in all aspects. Their fall is irreversible. So after the quarrel, they chose to use the remaining essence to avenge you, exhausting their vitality and soul power and perishing together."

Qing Liu's voice was filled with a sense of "grievance for one's own kind, even the autumn cry is sad" and he said, "According to your words, you who claim to be law-abiding and righteous, they are all evil and unforgivable guys, but they are also great masters of their generation, and they died very manly."

Xu Yuanchang never sympathized with his enemies.

Be it a hero or a grandmaster, a dead enemy is the best enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Liu, you seem not to be infected by the time poison when you are with them?"

"I was also infected. I noticed it early and lost most of my energy. I used the tree demon's unique talent of 'split the tree to die in its place' to resist a disaster. Now I am half dead and can't get out. I am tired of living. I want to have a quick death and gamble on the future."

Qing Liu said it a little blandly.

If you don't see the sun for a long time, even if you still remain as a tree, you will not want to live.

Xu Yuanchang knew that trees can split their roots and grow anew, so he did not continue to ask about the details of how the other party lived with the suppressed old guys. He threw out a black bottle and said, "Daoyou Qingliu, please put your remaining soul into the soul-nourishing bottle. I will wait until I am sure that the 'Shenxiu' poison in your body is completely eliminated before I can send your remaining soul to the netherworld."

He said the ugly truth first: it is a matter of life and death, and has nothing to do with trust or not.

There was no way he could trust a tree demon that his master used as a tool to suppress several evil cultivators. After talking for such a long time, he decided to give the other party a chance and not play any tricks at the critical moment of sending the other party into the underworld.

The black bottle hovered in front of the ancient tree.

A hazy, transparent shadow floated out from behind the tree, with hair like roots dragging on the ground.

The old tree demon looked at the Taoist priest in the distance, his beard and hair fluttering, and said, "It should be so. I believe in the Taoist priest Yanshan. Although the Taoist priest is insidious and cunning, and does whatever he wants, at least what he promised counts."

He placed his hands on his chest towards the Taoist priest and performed an ancient ritual of a tree demon.

After enduring a long time, no matter success or failure, life or death, there is a sense of relief that one is about to be liberated.

Xu Yuanchang returned the greeting with a fist salute as a sign of his promise. He did not need the other party to use his master as a reminder. He watched the remaining soul of the old tree demon transform into a black gas and drill into the bottle.

He grabbed the bottle from thin air and sealed it, then crossed two talismans in his hand.

Not in the mood to continue collecting the remains of the ancient tree, Xu Yuanchang immediately returned to the Qiyuntai blessed land.

He read the jade slip given to him by the old tree demon over and over again, then sat cross-legged on the enlightenment platform, transformed himself into a big tree, and tried to dissolve the poison of divine decay in his body.

There was an invisible gray aura floating out intermittently.

Three days later, Xu Yuanchang stood up with a helpless look on his face. The "Sacred Tree Guidance" method taught to him by the old tree demon could indeed very slowly decompose the invisible original poison gas in the body through the branches, leaves and roots.

According to this progress, as recorded in the jade slip, it will take 20 to 30 years to detoxify.

You must concentrate on your work without being distracted, and may even have to endure some painful episodes of "neurasthenia" in the process.

After wandering and pondering on the platform for a while, Xu Yuanchang sorted out his thoughts and used his spiritual sense to probe into the space in the ring. The fragment of the boundary stone had been completely refined and absorbed by the Creation Altar, leaving nothing behind. The surface of the altar returned to calm.

A translucent shadow staircase appeared above the sixth-level altar.

He was delighted and piled the dust mixed with materials and treasure fragments collected from the tree hole space on the altar that was nearly fifty feet in size. The seventh layer of the Creation Altar was already constructed, and he only needed to feed materials on it until it was full.

The golden light fluctuated and swallowed up the dust and other useless things, slowly melting the remaining material fragments from easy to difficult.

Xu Yuanchang made a hand gesture to activate the Fantasy Fairy Ring. With a flash of golden light, he chose to land two hundred miles southeast of the Shenmu Ancient City in Yuxu Domain, a safe mountain area without any spatial overlaps or void breaks. He had visited the surrounding areas when he was familiar with the Shenmu Ancient City last time.

He took out the cross-border communication flying sword, muttered a few words silently, and raised his hand to call his nephew.

The environment in the upper domain is extremely dangerous and complex. If one wants to contact cultivators thousands of miles away, one must use expensive cross-border flying swords to travel through the void, avoiding most obstacles and sending messages in a timely manner.

After waiting for about half an hour, I received a reply from Xu Shengtian's flying sword.

Xu Yuanchang walked into a thousand-year-old tea shop called "Ganhou" in the ancient city, ordered a pot of good tea, and waited in the elegant room on the third floor.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Xu Shengtian and Gu Yunzhu, who had hurried over from Hengfeng Ancient City via the teleportation array, walked into the room under the guidance of the shop assistant.

Gu Yunzhu closed the door and put down the isolation ban.

Xu Yuanchang smiled at the two people who were looking him up and down and said, "It's nothing serious, don't worry. Shengtian, send a message to your master and ask him if he knows how to solve the 'divine decline' technique?"

Gu Yunzhu's face changed, and only then did she notice the inconspicuous light gray spot on the sect master's forehead.

How did the sect leader get hit by the origin poison of a ninth-level master?
She has been in Yuxu Territory for more than 600 years and has heard about how difficult and powerful the poison of divine decay is.

Asking Senior Wu Luo for help is the right person.

Xu Shengtian was not well-informed and had never heard of the "Shen Jue Shu". He knew the situation was serious from the looks of things, so he quickly took out his cross-border flying sword, muttered a few words to himself, walked to the window, reached out of the window and launched the flying sword into the sky.

After listening to his third uncle's casual description of the poisoning, Xu Shengtian was so anxious that he rubbed his hands and turned around. He almost used the magic of summoning a god to ask his master to come here as soon as possible, but was stopped by Xu Yuanchang.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xu Shengtian, who had been waiting impatiently, suddenly showed joy on his face and shouted, "My master is here in person. He hasn't been out for two or three thousand years. Normally, when there is something going on, he would at most send a clone."

He stepped aside and opened the door.

Wu Luo, dressed in a black uniform, walked into the door, raised his right hand to the three people who bowed, looked at Xu Yuanchang's forehead, and asked, "Where is Chi Kai?"

The voice was unusually serious and urgent.

Xu Yuanchang replied: "He, Ai Dao, Qi Yu and others died more than ten years ago."

He followed his master's orders and went to Jingmu Cliff, where he fought with Qi Yu, Chi Kai and others who were suppressed in the ruins of the void. He used the peace and safety card given to him by Jia Shusheng to plot against the group of old guys who were suppressed and had difficulty moving, causing them to be infected with the poison of time. He then escaped with the help of a treasure.

A few days ago, I re-entered the void ruins of Jingmu Cliff and found that Chi Kai, Qi Yu and others had all died.

But he was also accidentally poisoned by the "divine decline" poison set by those lower-level masters.

He concealed the situation of the old tree demon, not wanting to cause trouble. Wu Luo's face was moved, and he looked at the audacious Taoist priest. Chi Kai, Qi Yu, and Ai Dao were all famous masters. Five or six thousand years ago, they disturbed the seven realms of the upper domain. Unexpectedly, they were captured and suppressed quietly by Taoist Master Yanshan, and now they were all humiliated by Yanshan's apprentice.

If Xu Yuanchang had not been infected with the difficult Shenxiu poison, it would have been difficult for him to know the truth.

"Let's go to Jingmu Cliff first. I have to see it with my own eyes before I can feel at ease."

Wu Luo turned and walked outside.

When he received the message that Master Xu had been struck by divine decline, he immediately thought of the long-missing Shinto rebel Chi Kai.

The only person in this world who is proficient in the secret method of divine decay and can poison Xu Yuanchang of the Eight-Story Tower without anyone noticing is none other than Chi Kai. He specially came with two ninth-level clones.

Xu Shengtian hurried forward and asked in a voice transmission: "Master, my third uncle's poison..."

"It's a bit troublesome, but I won't die."

Wu Luo simply replied.

Led by Xu Yuanchang, who was familiar with the route after several trips, they arrived at Jingmu Cliff in less than a day.

Walking into the dark void ruins, Wu Luo looked at the huge withered green tree in the distance, nodded after a moment and said: "They are indeed dead."

He flashed and arrived at a tree hole space over a hundred miles away.

When Xu Yuanchang and the other two arrived, Wu Luo tapped on various parts of the tree wall with his fingers, and he collected all the body fragments separately. He could recognize each of these once invincible guys through their residual breath.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

He wanted to let the great masters of the past rest in peace after their death and the extinction of all resentment.

"This green wood is the body of a tree demon named 'Qing Liu'. It can be refined into a ninth-level magic weapon with its own space. There are several places on the tree wall where there are many seventh-level and eighth-level materials hidden. There are more than a hundred ninth-level materials. They should all belong to Sect Master Xu."

A smile appeared on Wu Luo's face, and as he knocked, gaps appeared in several places on the tree wall.

At his level of cultivation, he has long passed the stage of fighting for treasures and materials.

Besides, there is no difference between Xu Yuanchang getting the treasure and his apprentice getting it.

Xu Shengtian looked up in amazement and said, "Master, we have to trouble you to help us pull out such a huge piece of green wood, otherwise we won't be able to move it."

Wu Luo released two clones and let them do the work. He walked out of the tree hole space first, and walked a few steps to thirty miles away. He stopped and said to Xu Yuanchang who was following behind him: "You are not infected with the poison of divine decay. Fortunately, it was discovered in time. I can arrange a clone to use the power of the gods to help you expel the poison. The process will be painful and it will take about a hundred years. It will have some impact on your cultivation. If you can recover in the future, your life will be safe. You can go and ask Mu Xiaoxiao, Lin Sanren and others for their opinions?"

He was able to let his clone help remove the poison out of consideration for his disciple and Taoist Master Yanshan.

It is impossible to consume one's own original energy to detoxify an unrelated outsider.

There was a huge rumbling noise coming from the distance.

Xu Yuanchang clasped his fists and said, "I'd like to trouble you for your guidance, senior. If I succeed in expelling the poison, I would like to come to your house and ask you to take a look to prevent any residual poison from remaining in my body."

Since there was no simpler and faster way to detoxify, he decided to use the method taught by the old tree demon, seclude himself in the blessed land for decades, and slowly decompose the original poison in his body.

Wu Luo nodded and agreed: "Just come."

After finishing his business, Wu Luo immediately turned into a ray of light and disappeared on the spot.

Xu Shengtian asked in a low voice: "Uncle San, are you sure you can find someone else to help you detoxify?"

Even his master found this troublesome, so he was worried that others would not dare to take over.

Xu Yuanchang smiled and nodded, "I know what's going on."

After waiting for nearly an hour, Wu Luo's two ninth-level clones pulled the huge green wooden body out of the ground, and used Shinto magic to initially shrink it to a length of fifty feet, making it easier to carry it into the space treasure.

"In almost a hundred years, this ruin will collapse into the void."

One of the clones said.

They all understood that it was the green wood that supported the entire ruins. Pulling out the green wood now would be like pulling out the main beam supporting the house. Collapse would only be a matter of time.

Xu Yuanchang put Qingmu and all those materials into the space of the Huanxian Ring.

He just needed a large amount of seventh-level materials to fill the bottomless pit of the Creation Altar.

Everyone left from the exit.

With the three people's farewell, Wu Luo's two clones turned into streams of light and flew into the sky.

Xu Yuanchang whispered a few words to his nephew and Gu Yunzhu, and without waiting any longer, he made a hand gesture and a mysterious golden rune covered his body, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"Void Shuttle... My uncle, I was really worried about him for no reason."

Xu Shengtian was so shocked that he was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that his third uncle actually possessed the magical ability of the Nine-Layered Tower Master. No, it seemed that he even had better abilities than that.

Gu Yunzhu saw that the sect master was able to travel through the void with the help of the invisible magic ring on his left hand.

She guessed that it was the life-saving skill that Taoist Yanshan left to the sect leader. She smiled and took her brother's arm and said, "Let's go. Your third uncle wants to seek a safe solution. You have already helped him."

"Did it help? I didn't realize it... Please tell me more."

Xu Shengtian is too concerned and becomes confused.

The two talked in low voices and walked towards the ancient city of Shenmu.

Xu Yuanchang returned to the Qiyuntai blessed land, released the fire spirit, and allowed it to go to Wuxintai to sleep and practice.

He chose a valley on the edge of the blessed land, filled the altar of creation with materials, and transformed himself into a giant tree dozens of feet tall, with roots deep underground. With the gentle breeze blowing, wisps of invisible grey aura drifted out intermittently.

It can both practice qigong and eliminate the poison of mental decline.

Time passes day by day.

The big tree experienced calmness in the early stage, but later suffered the pain of its branches shaking.

The leaves turned yellow and fell to the ground, with only a hundred or so leaves remaining on the top.

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(End of this chapter)