Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 477: Easy to catch, one hammer to settle the matter

The two rushed to the Baishui Ancient City and waited for less than two quarters of an hour before meeting Gu Yunzhu who had been teleported from Lintian City.

Led by Gu Yunzhu, who was familiar with the route, the three traveled all night, avoiding dangerous places with dense layers and cracks, and arrived at Xiagufang Town the next afternoon.

The towns and villages scattered in the wilderness often have only three or two simple streets and cover an area of ​​about 20 miles.

Although small, it has everything you need, including inns, wine shops, alchemy shops, brothels, grocery stores, etc. It can provide a relaxing resting environment for passing monks and sell some treasures of unknown origin.

Inside the Hanchang Building, young ladies were drinking and flirting with the guests.

In the corner, there was a girl playing the zither covered with a green veil, playing a melodious tune that aroused the interest.

When the wine was strong, a guest laughed and hugged the woman with half her veil off, and flew to the backyard to spend the night there.

A monk in a white robe received a sword light message, and he apologized to the three men at the same table, saying that he had business to attend to, so he went to the next door to attend a business meeting and would come back later, and then he left in a hurry.

The leading black monk sitting inside pulled his hand out of the clothes of the hostess and winked at a thin man with a short beard beside him. The thin man changed his face, stood up and walked out of the bustling restaurant.

Following him from a distance to a crossroads, I saw the white-robed monk enter a teahouse. The thin man walked in slowly.

A scholar in green came towards me and greeted me with a smile:
"Hey, thin dog!"

The lean man was in a trance, and was immediately lost in the deep and bottomless green mist. He slowly lowered his hand seals that he had put up cautiously, and his expression returned to normal. He smiled and bowed his hands and responded, "It's Fellow Daoist Yuan, I almost didn't recognize you. When did you arrive at Xia Valley?"

The scholar in green shirt laughed and said with a bow, "I just arrived not long ago. By the way, I have a business and I'm worried about not being able to find help..."

Later on, it was changed to voice transmission.

The monks passing by on the street did not find it strange at all.

Who among the explorers in the Upper Realm doesn’t have a few different faces?

The scholar in blue shirt and the thin man chatted for a while, then they bowed to each other and went their separate ways.

The thin man took a look at the teahouse opposite, then returned to the Hanchang Building, walked through the bustling lobby, and walked to the table in the upper left corner.

Some monks who have returned from adventures, or explorers who have finished their business, like the crowded and noisy atmosphere in the restaurant lobby.

Fine wine, beautiful women, bright lights and beautiful women, everyone has their own preferences.

"Brother Scorpion, I just ran into an old acquaintance on the street..."

The thin man sat down and talked to the other two people through voice transmission for a while, solemnly assuring that there was no problem with Fellow Daoist Yuan and that they could contact him and have a talk.

The black-clothed man nicknamed the Double-tailed Scorpion pondered for a moment, pushed away the tender and affectionate woman leaning against him, stood up and said, "Let's go and meet our friend Yuan, and then come back for a drink and fun later."

A thin man named Xigou threw out a handful of sparkling gems and sent away several women who were drinking with him.

The three of them walked to the east street and saw the scholar in blue shirt standing on the roadside outside the town with a burly man with a full beard. They were chatting and laughing, and it was unknown what interesting things they were talking about.

The double-tailed scorpion recognized the sturdy man. He was a famous broker in the market and he had dealt with him several times before.

So he let down his last bit of guard.

Stepping out of the town and walking forward, the double-tailed scorpion and the green-shirted scholar made eye contact, and were instantly lost in the swirling green mist. They thought to themselves that it was bad, but they could no longer break free, and their souls fell into endless decadence.

The thin man introduced both parties loudly, covering up the slightest abnormality.

Later they switched to voice transmission and talked for about a cup of tea. The two-tailed scorpion sent the thin dog back to the town and called over the other three companions, each of whom had their own things to do, as they had something important to do tonight.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Xigou walked out of the town with three unhappy monks.

It's inevitable that I'll get a little angry when my good mood is interrupted.

The double-tailed scorpion glared at the three men, and they had no choice but to put away their sour faces and walk eastward in a daze.

The scholar in blue and the burly man bowed and said goodbye, agreed to treat each other for drinks next time, and then went their separate ways.

The burly man walked into the town gate and looked at both sides of the street shops. He was wondering what he was busy with and why he was outside the town?

The setting sun was as red as blood, staining the man’s frowning and dazed face.

Suddenly, a scream was heard from behind.

"Help……"

Turning around suddenly, he saw a familiar scholar in green clothes pointing a finger in the air about a hundred feet away.

The green light was as fast as lightning, piercing through the head of a gray-clothed man who was fleeing in panic. The jade belt around his waist was shining with dazzling Buddha light. The protection of the fluctuating precious light on his body was actually useless and could not withstand a single blow.

The man in gray grabbed the sky with both hands, spun around, and fell to the ground several feet away with a plop.

His eyes were wide open and lifeless, he looked completely dead.

The burly man was shocked. The scholar was a master of the Eight-story Building. He was so cruel that he dared to kill someone outside the town.

The monks passing by the town, after seeing the abilities of the blue-robed scholar, became terrified and fled in all directions.

Those who were close to the door quickly dodged into the town, and someone screamed loudly.

The scholar in green was none other than Xu Yuanchang who had changed his appearance. The corner of his mouth tilted slightly. There was a small problem at the last moment. He used the illusion soul technique blessed by the illusion ring, which was extremely powerful. Everything went smoothly before, and he controlled the five seventh-floor cultivators without anyone noticing.

Only the Buddhist treasure on the gray-clothed man's body had a certain effect, which weakened his illusion a lot.

However, he could not escape from the Void and Tranquility Divine Finger that he added, and was killed instantly.

With both hands, he grabbed the five robbery cultivators who were under his control, as well as the corpse on the ground, and threw them into the magic mirror space.

After a short delay, two loud shouts were heard in the air, "Where are you running to?"

"Sir, won't you give me an explanation?"

Two figures came out of the town aggressively. Xu Yuanchang didn't want to fight with the monks guarding the market town, so he dodged and a trail of afterimages appeared a hundred miles away. A man fell from the sky and blocked them in the air fifty miles away.

In addition, three monks from the Eight-Story Tower who were resting in the town came over to watch the fun.

Of course, if there is an advantage to be gained, they will not hesitate to take action and besiege the guy who comes to cause trouble alone.

Xu Yuanchang laughed and simply stopped.

He wanted to leave, and no matter how many people of the same level came, they couldn't stop him.

He saw two "familiar faces" among them. They were Jin Chaohuan and Pu Xianqiu, who had ambushed Qi Yangui near the dangerous place "Xu Linpo" on the way to Xuanyue Mountain after he had "tricked" him into going there. He recognized the two men's unconcealed aura.

"Explain? What do you want to explain? I caught a few thieves who broke the rules, but I didn't do anything in the town. How does it bother you? Don't think you have more people. I have friends too. If we want to fight, who's afraid of who? If you make me angry, I'll smash your broken town."

The scholar in blue robes started to curse without restraint.

Two shadowy figures appeared a hundred miles away, and their aura seemed to be masters of the Eighth Floor Tower.

In the sky as dusk gradually fell, six unusual blue and purple stars appeared, three bright and three dim, like sharp swords hanging overhead.

The people who were chasing were secretly shocked because the other party was well prepared.

Xu Yuanchang had already attacked boldly and shouted, "Jin Chaohuan, take this hammer from me!" The old man in a brown robe who was watching the fun was startled. A copper hammer as big as a bowl suddenly appeared and hit him on the back of the head. The old man wanted to dodge, but was unable to do so in a hurry.

The speed of the copper hammer's attack and the afterimage it left were mysterious and unfathomable.

"Bang!", the old man in brown robe was covered with dazzling ochre light. In full view of everyone, he was knocked to the ground by a hammer, leaving a big hole on the top of the mountain.

"It's you!... It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, please stop it!"

Another man in purple, who was standing a hundred feet away from the old man in brown robe, whose former name was "Pu Xianqiu", immediately recognized the other party's attack method, which was exactly the same as the Taoist who dealt with Qi Yangui, and was obviously more bizarre and unpredictable than that time.

At such a close distance, as a bystander, he couldn't see how the hammer appeared from thin air and hit the back of Jin Chaohuan's head from behind?

If it were him, he would probably suffer the same fate.

He quickly activated his own defense to the maximum and threw out a disc-shaped transparent magic weapon, which emitted colorful runes to protect his old friend who had suffered a great loss.

The three monks guarding the market were all startled. The old man who was trapped in the middle and helpless hurriedly shouted, "Daoyou, you misunderstood. Since you are here to capture the thief who broke the rules, just take him away. Why hurt the harmony between us?"

Seeing that the stars in the sky did not launch an attack, he quickly dodged back to the other two.

That scholar in blue is too fierce. From the sound of his voice, he seems to have a grudge against that old man Jin Chaohuan?
Xu Yuanchang did not continue his attack and held the semi-immortal weapon in his hand which transformed into a bronze hammer.

The Dongxu attack he unleashed, combined with his newly comprehended "Wujutsu" illusion, was indeed even more magical, except that the power was a little lacking and could not fully unleash the explosive power of a frontal attack.

But it is more than enough for sneak attacks and inflicting dizzying damage.

It can have a shocking effect that catches people’s attention first.

If I spend more time to study it further, I will find that there is great potential in the magical skills that Senior Wu taught me.

"Okay, the misunderstanding is resolved. As time goes by, Yuan will take his leave now!"

"Wait, you hit me with a hammer, and that's it?"

The old man in brown robe was furious.

He had already flown out of the pit into the air. He shook his head to calm his blood and qi. There was a dent on the back of his head, but it was not a serious injury for him. He just lost face and felt a little embarrassed.

Xu Yuanchang stopped again, staring at the brown-robed old man from a distance of a hundred miles, and said grimly and provocatively: "How about asking everyone here to be a witness? Yuan, you, and fellow Taoist Pu Xianqiu, no matter whether it is a life-and-death battle, let's settle our past small scores clearly? Don't worry, my two companions will not take action."

He was so arrogant that he even proposed to fight two people at once.

Pu Xianqiu was so frightened that he almost called his companion a pig-brained person.

An expert can tell whether someone is capable or not with just one move. Compared to a century ago, the mysterious scholar in front of him is even more powerful.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, please calm down. Lao Jin meant that I was hit by a hammer. Please let go of that little thing in the past. When we meet in the future, we can have a chance to drink and chat happily. Peace is the most important thing."

Pu Xianqiu laughed and gave a completely opposite statement.

The voice transmission sternly stopped his companions from provoking each other.

Haven't you figured it out yet? The scholar opposite me was previously said to have the surname Xu, but now claims to have the surname Yuan. He is a vindictive guy and there is no need to offend him. You should suffer a little loss of face and settle the matter, otherwise you will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future.

"Really? Then let's just call it a day and let bygones be bygones."

Xu Yuanchang waved his hand generously, ignoring the brown-robed old man who was reluctantly bowing and admitting defeat, and flew away.

Everyone watched the arrogant guy leave and sent messages to ask Pu Xianqiu.

What is the origin of the other party?
Pu Xianqiu himself was confused and avoided the question, saying only that the opponent was very powerful and that killing a cultivator in the late eighth floor could be done in just seven or eight moves. Otherwise, it would seem that he and Lao Jin were too cowardly.

"Look! It's that scholar. He's so powerful!"

"He can travel through the void!"

Everyone looked up in surprise at the sky five hundred miles away, where a magnificent green light shot straight into the sky. It disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye, leaving only the cloud that lingered for a long time.

At this moment, they were somewhat suspicious whether the other party was a powerful person from the Ninth Floor, who was pretending to be someone else and was playing a trick on them?
The old man in brown robe quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and felt a chill on his back.

……

Xu Yuanchang sent his nephew and Gu Yunzhu back to Dengxian Temple, and he turned back alone and landed near Wuliu Mountain in Liuyun Domain.

Flying leisurely to Wuliu Mountain in his original appearance, Xu Yuanchang did not let the disciples on duty alarm the crowd. He walked in from the side door and flew halfway when Cao Wanxin and Cen Kan, who had received the message, came to meet him from afar.

After a few pleasantries, Xu Yuanchang smiled and said, "We caught a few thieves. The situation was quite urgent at the time, and the journey was long, so we didn't have time to notify Senior Brother Cen to rush over."

He didn't invite Cen Kan to go because he didn't want to bring trouble to Wuliu Mountain.

Cen Kan's eyes were red, and he said excitedly: "Good, good, thank you for your hard work, Grand Elder!"

Cao Wanxin laughed and said, "In just half a month, Junior Brother Xu has made great progress. Let's go to Xiliu Hall and talk."

He knew Junior Brother Xu's personality, so he didn't thank him.

The three of them flew down to Xiliu Mountain. Cao Wanxin drove all the boys and maids on the mountain down the mountain, opened the ban of the main hall, and watched Junior Brother Xu release five living people and one dead body.

Cen Kan recognized the aura of the leading robber and the thin dog, and was about to pull out his axe to cut the guys who had caused the tragic death of Junior Brother Yan into pieces, but was stopped by Senior Brother Cao.

Cao Wanxin imprisoned the magic power of the five robbery cultivators, woke them up, and interrogated them thoroughly.

Several robbery cultivators had no idea who they had offended for a while. They were doing business everywhere and had no memory of Cen Kan who had escaped that year. Only when they saw the mute wolf's head and the poisonous caltrop that were taken out, did they suddenly remember the events of ten years ago. They regretted their actions and secretly hated that they had let a fish escape and ended up in the miserable situation today.

Cen Kan found a few things belonging to Junior Brother Yan that had not been sold yet.

Xu Yuanchang was idle, so he wiped off the marks of several confiscated space treasures, and his eyes suddenly became determined.

He saw a space inside one of the landscape jade pendants. It was a hundred feet in size and had more than ten elegant compartments with curtains hanging and lights flickering. More than twenty haggard young women were trapped inside. Each of them had restrictions on their bodies and was only wearing thin gauze.

He shook his head secretly, and after a moment, he found a space bracelet that trapped more than a dozen women. He put the two space items into his sleeves and did not take the other objects.

"Before the blood sacrifice, I will try to extract their power of rules to make up for the sect's losses."

Xu Yuanchang would not easily do such a cruel thing, so he just gave a warning.

"No, you can't..."

The double-tailed scorpion screamed in despair. Extracting the power of rules was a torture worse than death.

Cen Kan pointed his finger at them to shut up. He hated these guys so much.

If his strength allowed it, he would rather do it himself and not dirty Junior Brother Xu's hands.

Afterwards, three strands of residual power of rules were obtained.

Xu Yuanchang stayed in Wuliu Mountain for a month and then said goodbye and left.

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(End of this chapter)