Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 476: Something went wrong, looking for

Xu Yuanchang gradually immersed himself in it, and saw the natural expression of "time is like a river, with withering and flourishing alternating" from the green wood bark.

He saw a young seedling struggling to survive, how difficult it was to break through the weeds and shrubs, how strong winds and rainstorms, insect pests and vines were entangled, how the seedling was in danger of dying at any time, and how difficult it was to protect the seedling from the shade of other trees, and how difficult it was to compete for sunlight.

The branches of the trees in the distance moved without wind, and their leaves swayed.

The green light mist emanating from Xu Yuanchang, along with the fluctuations of the energy between heaven and earth, formed a faint bridge with the withered green wood. He had learned the secret method of guiding the sacred tree taught by the old tree demon, and he resonated with the growth process of the green wood.

No one's life is smooth sailing.

Behind the glamour and beauty are countless tribulations.

Time is not important at this moment. The green mist is changing, spreading outwards in circles like tree rings.

As happy as the water in a stream, as romantic as the spring light rolling and spreading across the earth.

Until he "touched" a familiar red willow tree that appeared within his perception range.

The shadow of the towering tree like a mountain disappeared, Xu Yuanchang opened his eyes, the green mist slowly converged, the green wood bark in front of him was warm and shining in the sun. By the stream five miles away, there was a ten-foot-tall red willow tree, its branches swaying gracefully, absorbing the lingering invisible breath of vitality.

He walked up to the red willow tree, looked at it, and then felt relieved.

Looking at the four flower fairies who were bowing with fear in the distance, each wearing a wreath of different shapes and colors on their heads, Xu Yuanchang asked, "What's going on? Zixuan, tell me."

"Reporting to the master, when sister Xianfeng was playing with us, she suddenly sensed a mysterious and unique aura in the blessed land. She said, 'It's like a call from ancient times.' She brought us here and saw you practicing in front of the green tree. Sister Xianfeng unconsciously transformed and took root. We... dare not disturb you."

Zixuan, who was wearing a purple gauze dress, stumbled and bowed as she answered.

They have a natural fear of the Lord of Yuntai, which will not be reduced by joining the Ordinary View.

Xu Yuanchang glanced at the big tree at the edge of the blessed land. The place where Liu Xianfeng landed was just at the intersection between the big tree and the green wood, and he had gained an invisible benefit.

"You stay in the blessed land and do not disturb Xianfeng's cultivation. If Xianfeng wakes up, crush this jade token."

Xu Yuanchang took out a spiritual jade tablet, sketched runes on it, threw it to Zixuan, and waved his hand, saying, "Go, find a place to practice on your own."

The four flower fairies quickly bowed and retreated.

Facing the Lord of Yuntai alone, they felt too much pressure and were a little overwhelmed.

Xu Yuanchang didn't dare to observe Qingmu easily anymore. If he touched the origin hidden in the tree, with his current level of cultivation, more than half of it might be wasted, which was too unprofitable.

After this move, he already understood how to absorb the original power left by Qing Liu.

He flew down to the Wuxin Platform and saw his nephew wrapped in a yellowish-brown mist with countless tentacles flexing and stretching. It was obvious that he was immersed in the state of cultivation and would not wake up in a short time.

Take out the coffee table and set it up, then leisurely make tea and read a book.

Figure out how to draw an eighth-level talisman, and occasionally practice a few runes that are not attached with mana.

He had already refined the remaining soul of Qi Yangui, whose intelligence and memories were wiped out, until only a wisp of pure soul power remained. He put it into the treasure seal of Master Du Jing and slowly nurtured it, trying to restore the spirituality and soul of the seal.

Every three to five days, Elder Zeng or Gu Yunzhu would send the spiritual herbs they had dug up, and ask the sect leader to help refine them using the Creation Altar to purify the quality of the herbs.

Sometimes the two of them would sit down on the high platform, drink some tea, and discuss and debate how to "adapt the medicine to the prescription" and improve the prescription they had.

Xu Yuanchang asked the two curiously, "Don't you need to plant new spiritual herb seedlings in the places you dug out?"

Gu Yunzhu smiled and explained the doubts of the layman's leader: "Mature herb seeds will naturally take root and sprout with the wind and rain. There is no need for us to plant herb seedlings. Letting them grow wildly and compete for nutrients from the soil is more in line with the law of survival."

"This is a natural medicine garden. Whether it's the environment, spiritual energy, or the magical energy fluctuations, the conditions are much better than the carefully cultivated medicinal gardens in our Changguan Temple. As long as there is no excessive and indiscriminate exploitation, and the divided areas take turns to recuperate, all kinds of spiritual medicinal materials will be inexhaustible."

Zeng Wanglou added a few more explanations.

For a divine pharmacist like him, there is no need to go to the upper realm for adventure and training.

As long as he focused on studying how to refine more high-level elixirs, his state of mind and cultivation would steadily improve, and his understanding of alchemy would also increase.

I would like to ask, which sect can provide thousands of years old spiritual medicinal materials from a thousand miles of land for alchemists to use in refining pills?

A month passed quickly, and Xu Yuanchang used a clever method to wake up his nephew from his trance of cultivation. He only let his nephew taste the sweetness, because the understanding of cultivation requires personal experience, and it is not the right time for him to go into seclusion.

After returning to Dengxian Temple, Xu Yuanchang walked around, drinking tea and playing chess with Xi Yuelou and Moro who had not yet advanced to the seventh floor, discussing the adventures in Yuxu Domain with Tang Yijian, Mu Qingshan, Xiao Ang and others, exchanging talisman drawing techniques with Bai Yi and Wen Yining, and occasionally instructing Zeng Xiyue in reading and practicing martial arts.

I heard from his disciple Zeng Shanlang that a few years ago, Yan Ruxing found the wandering old man Kou Xueqin and brought him to Dengxian Temple as a guest protector. However, old man Kou could not stay there and ran back to Heyan Academy in Longyuan Valley to read.

Xu Yuanchang usually draws talismans and feeds large amounts of materials to the Creation Altar, slowly nurturing the spirituality and soul of several treasures on hand, sensing the heaven and earth, and comprehending the Void Strike and the Void and Tranquility Illusionary Dao.

The purple-gray divine essence that was extracted in the bottle was given to Gu Yunzhu, who had worked hard.

When everyone returns from an adventure, they hand over all the unused treasures, materials, and medicinal herbs they have collected to the sect's treasury. This has long become a routine.

Five years later, with Xu Yuanchang's generous use of seventh-level materials, his Creation Altar finally completed the upgrade to the seventh level.

The space in the Fantasy Fairy Ring rumbled and shook, shrouded in golden light, and took three days to expand to about fifteen miles.

When the sea was calm, Xu Yuanchang probed with his spiritual sense and threw a few shiny eighth-level materials scattered on the ground. The golden light of the altar fluctuated like water and was slightly purple in color. It quickly melted the previously difficult materials into a pool of liquid.

Xu Yuanchang smiled happily. He could now start to upgrade the quality of his Phantom Armor and Windless Sword.

Zeng Shanlang, Bai Yi, Tang Yijian, Wen Yining, Zhu Zongshan, Zhao Jun and other eight people were divided into two groups. They went to Yuxu area for adventure and training last year. They will rely on each other and look for opportunities that belong to them.

Meng Yiyi has been unable to break through her sword realm, and her cultivation has been stagnant at the late sixth level. She temporarily takes over her husband's position as the young sect leader, managing the sect's miscellaneous affairs.

With the assistance of Mr. Zeng, Master Yu, Xi Yuelou and others, affairs are managed in an orderly manner.

By the way, there is also time to discipline and supervise Zeng Xiyue.

Xu Yuanchang said goodbye to several people from the sect and traveled far away with the black cat.

A few days later, a man and a cat arrived at Wuliu Mountain in Liuyun Domain. Cao Wanxin and Cen Kan, who received the news, led the elders and hall masters such as Nie Xiaomeng, Yi Xin, and Peng Guihe to open the mountain gate, display the highest etiquette, and welcome Xu Yuanchang, who had returned home in glory, into the mountain gate.

After they sat down in the Wuliu Hall, only Cao Wanxin and Cen Kan were left, while everyone else left.

"Ten years ago, Junior Brother Han Lin unfortunately died in the dangerous place 'Bamishan' in the ancient city of Zhangtai. Junior Brother Cen was also seriously injured. He has not fully recovered until now." After three rounds of tea, Cao Wanxin, with a sad face, told a bad news.

Cen Kan's face was still pale. He covered his chest and coughed, saying in annoyance, "It's all my fault that I didn't have the ability to protect the old goose. Alas, I was able to escape with my own life. I'm ashamed to say this."

Xu Yuan sighed and said, "The dead cannot be resurrected. Senior Brother Yan's spirit in heaven would not want to see you so depressed. Take care of your body first."

From the moment he saw the two of them, he keenly guessed that something big had happened. The forced smiles on their faces and Cen Kan's injuries could not be hidden from his eyes.

It was Senior Brother Yan who introduced him to Wuliu Mountain and gave him a chance to perform.

Otherwise he might be in a different situation.

He has always regarded Senior Brother Yan as a benefactor on his path of cultivation.

Xu Yuanchang asked, "Tell me in detail, did Senior Brother Yan get into trouble with a robber cultivator, or what happened?"

Cen Kan took out a bag from his sleeve and said, "Lao Yan and I joined a treasure hunting expedition team that we had worked together on before. We rushed to Bamian Mountain and just as we entered a stacked space, we were attacked by six robbers who were lying in ambush inside. A guy in our team named 'Dumb Wolf' launched a sneak attack from behind."

"I was attacked from both sides, and the scene was extremely chaotic. I took the attacks from the magic weapons and spells in front of me, and turned around to protect the old goose behind me and rushed out. My feet fell into the freezing trap that the enemy had exploded, slowing down my speed. I watched the old goose being blown up by the violent attack. I killed the mute wolf with an axe and rushed out desperately."

When the bag was opened, a hideous head sealed with magic fell out, along with a sharp diamond-shaped magic weapon.

"I only brought out the head of the dumb wolf and the poisonous caltrops that had penetrated its body. I don't have any other clues. I would like to ask you to help find out who was responsible..."

He spoke excitedly and coughed up blood again.

Xu Yuanchang took the bag, put away the two pieces of evidence floating in the air, and handed Cen Kan a jade bottle filled with a top-grade healing and detoxifying elixir. He said, "Just focus on healing your wounds and get back to health as soon as possible. Leave this matter to me. I will avenge Senior Brother Yan's blood feud!"

There are too many unexpected things on the path of cultivation.

All he could do was to find the real murderer and sacrifice the enemy's blood to Brother Yan.

Cen Kan took the pill bottle, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "When you find the person, please send a message to let me know."

Wuliu Mountain was weak, and Senior Sister Ling had been away for more than a thousand years. Although the soul lamp had been intact, he and Senior Brother Cao suspected that Senior Sister Ling might be trapped in a dangerous place? At present, the only person they could rely on was Xu Yuanchang.

Xu Yuanchang nodded in agreement, then looked at Cao Wanxin and said, "Brother Cao, please help me change the nameplate and write the title of 'Grand Elder'. The ceremony will be simple. I will stay for a few days before leaving."

Cao Wanxin was so excited that he stood up and bowed to Cen Kan, who was coughing from laughing, and said, "Greetings, Grand Elder!"

They wanted to invite Xu Yuanchang to serve as the supreme elder of Wuliu Mountain, which was in a precarious situation. Both of them didn't know how to ask for the proposal. If they refused, it would be difficult for them to meet in the future.

"Okay, it's over. I'll still call you Junior Brother as before, or I won't reply next time."

Xu Yuanchang deduced that Wuliushan was in a difficult situation from the accident with Laoyan, so he clasped his fists in return and admonished the two men in a joking tone.

Cao Wanxin agreed repeatedly: "Okay, whatever you say."

The fact that Dengxian Temple was able to attract such a large group of masters is closely related to the character of Junior Brother Xu.

Cen Kan ran out of the hall with a laugh and struck the drum himself.

Eight passionate drum beats spread throughout the sect.

Within a day, the news that Xu Yuanchang had taken up the position of the supreme elder of Wuliu Mountain spread like wildfire.

Liuyun Sect sent two great masters of the Eighth Floor, Meng Guxin and Si Shaoqiu, to offer congratulations.

Fan Shilin, the ancestor of the Eight-Story Tower of Hufeng Mountain in the Qiaojiao Mountain area, He Duxing, the ancestor of the Eight-Story Tower of Wuji Temple, and Eight-Story Tower masters from other sects in Liuyun Continent all came to congratulate.

The incense was very popular and the scene was lively for several days.

Wuliu Mountain officially became the third largest force in the Qiaojiao Mountain area.

Xu Yuanchang stayed for half a month and told his disciples to practice well in Qinglin Mountain. He said goodbye to his two senior brothers, flew out of the mountain gate for a thousand miles with the black cat, and with the help of the Huanxian Ring, he returned to Dengxian Temple via the blessed land.

He called his idle nephew to Bailin Valley.

He briefly recounted what happened to Yan Hanlin, handed the two items in the bag to his nephew, and asked Xu Shengtian to go with him to Zhangtai Ancient City to track down the whereabouts of the robbers.

"In a chaotic place like the Upper Domain, money makes the world go round. If we spread a lot of crystal stones and materials and use the head of the dumb wolf as a clue, we will definitely find the whereabouts of that group of robbers in less than ten days or half a month."

Xu Shengtian reminded again: "The grudges in the Upper Realm do not involve the Seven Realm Sects. We cannot expose the name of Dengxianguan."

Xu Yuanchang indicated that he understood and greeted Mr. Zeng.

He took his nephew through the blessed land and landed three hundred miles southeast of the ancient city of Shenmu.

The two changed their appearances, entered the city and took the teleportation array, directly to the ancient city of Zhangtai, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Xu Shengtian followed Gu Yunzhu to various places in Yuxu area and was very familiar with the various ins and outs of the five ancient cities. He went alone to look for shops that bought and sold information, and was busy every day, running between several ancient cities.

Xu Yuanchang found an inn to stay in and went out to familiarize himself with the appearance of the ancient city of Zhangtai, which he visited for the first time.

Ten days later, Xu Shengtian changed into another face and found his uncle who was drinking tea in the teahouse. He transmitted his message, "We found the robbers. They are currently in a town called 'Xia Valley' 50,000 miles west of Baishui Ancient City. I paid a price and sent a broker to hold the gang for two days."

"Let's go and take the teleport to Baishui Ancient City."

"I have sent a message to my junior sister and we have agreed to meet in Baishui Ancient City."

"Let her comprehend the origin of power in the sect, you have to disturb her peace."

"There are so many robbery cultivators. I'm worried that we won't be able to handle them all. If one of them escapes, it could cause trouble later."

"alright."

The two of them talked via voice transmission and left in a hurry.

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(End of this chapter)