Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 481: Don’t think about the treasure
Zhoushan area, Qingyao Mountain.

Xu Shengtian hurriedly walked into the mist-shrouded glazed temple. Inside the spacious hall, colorful lights flowed like streams.

At a glance he saw his master in black uniform, with a calm expression, walking leisurely, using a thin mountain-moving stick to fiddle with the divine light that filled the hall. The faint music seemed to come from beyond the nine heavens.

"Shengtian greets Master!"

Xu Shengtian paused for a moment, straightened his robe and hair, and knelt down in respect.

After a brief panic along the way, and with the consolation from his junior sister, he had calmed down his chaotic emotions.

Seeing his master in front of him looking fine, he suppressed all his doubts.

"Get up, you've been having a great time outside, living happily with your junior sister. How many years have you not come back to visit this old master? You won't come back to the mountain unless I tell you to."

Wu Luo teased and laughed as usual, swinging his stick to disperse the sparkling light in the hall. When he saw the boy get up and come close to his eyes to take a closer look, he pushed him away with his stick, sighed, and said, "Don't force your fate. Gods only live for 10,000 years. I can still live for another 100 years. I asked you to come back because I have something to tell you."

Without the interference of the stream of divine power filling the hall, Xu Shengtian finally saw that there were traces of invisible divine energy floating above his master's head.

This was a sign of the collapse of the divine body, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

He once thought that his master would be able to successfully overcome the calamity and ascend to the immortal world like Taoist Master Yanshan, the great swordsman Gao, and Jia Shusheng, but he didn't expect the bad news to come so suddenly.

The last time I saw my master he was fine. How long has it been since then?
"That's enough. Your master is not completely dead yet. Stop howling. Isn't it ugly for a grown man?"

Wu Luo pretended to be relaxed and said, "'Gods and ghosts walk side by side, there is a passage between heaven and earth'. Your master has a good relationship with the old ghost Xuan Luo from the world of life and death ghosts. You take your master's token and go to 'The River That Cannot Be Crossed'. The old ghost will arrange for you to enter a secret realm with abundant spiritual energy for cultivation. Sixty years there is equivalent to six hundred years in the outside world. You must seize the opportunity and strive to advance to the eighth heaven when you come back."

Take out a black jade bottle and a black bag.

There is a trace of Shinto's original power in the bottle, and the bag contains various resources and tokens.

Xu Shengtian took the bottle and the bag and listened to his master's nagging instructions on every detail. For the first time, he felt that his master was really going to leave him. An ordinary master would not be so nagging.

"Master, you must have a way to save yourself. No matter how difficult it is, we must try it."

Xu Shengtian suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, by the way, I heard from my third uncle that Elder Wu of the demon clan was also attacked by the heavens. I found him to travel together. I don't know what my third uncle said that touched him, but he suddenly found a way. Later, he was reincarnated and was said to have escaped and gained a new life. How about I go to the upper realm and call my third uncle back..."

Wu Luo's face was bitter, and he shook his head and said, "My master's situation is different from that of the Centipede Emperor. Old Monster Wu killed too many people back then, and the critical moment of his breakthrough was not tolerated by the heaven and earth. It backfired from the outside to the inside, and it could be delayed for hundreds of years. My master's internal calamity is backfired from the outside, and he has no chance of reincarnation. There is no need to mess around and make people laugh at him."

The path of spiritual practice is like walking on thin ice.

Perhaps the psychological hidden danger left by a certain incident in the past has led to the current desperate situation.

Xu Shengtian murmured, "Think about it again. There is always a way out. Maybe there is a way to think of it."

Wu Luo paused the shiny stick in his hand and said casually, "In the remaining hundred years, I will plant a 'vital tree' in the back mountain. After I die, you will continue to cultivate it with your divine power for a hundred years. You must not slack off for even a day!"

He has lived for more than 10,000 years, how could he want to die?
If necessary, I have to try the secret technique of "Sacred Tree Soul Delivered", perhaps I can escape the backlash of heaven and retain a glimmer of hope in another form. Even if the chance is slimmer than reincarnation, I have to try it once or twice.

Xu Shengtian said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely be able to advance to the eighth level during my retreat."

"Okay, call your sister in. She's been waiting outside for a long time."

Wu Luo smiled with relief.

……

He was wearing a dazzling silver robe, a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a bald head. He looked a bit out of place. He pointed at his nose and said, "Don't you recognize me? I haven't been back to the mountain for more than a hundred years. The old people have been replaced by the new ones, and no one recognizes the great Master Xueli?"

He was very excited when he returned home, and deliberately made things difficult for his disciples, then took out his old ID card.

The disciples who were guarding the mountain gate suddenly showed a look of realization.

The leading monk bowed and apologized: "I was mistaken for not recognizing Deputy Hall Master Liu. Please forgive me. Please enter the mountain gate quickly."

After entering the Buddhist world, Xueli found herself again and returned to her original lively nature. She walked inside and asked casually, "Is the sect leader on the mountain?"

The leading monk was not aware of the movements of the higher-ups and knew nothing about anything.

Xueli was too lazy to ask any more questions and disappeared in a flash. When she reappeared, she was at the Dudengshan Hall.

Yu Fengwu walked out of the door, looked at the giggling young monk, and asked with a smile: "Master Kongkong, have you returned to secular life?"

He pointed his finger into the air, and the Dengwen drum made a loud and exciting sound.

"Boom", "Boom", eight consecutive sounds, shaking the sect from top to bottom.

Zeng Xiyue, who was tending to the flowers and plants in Bailin Valley, stood up in surprise, clapped his hands, called the lazy tiger lying nearby, flew into the air, and muttered, "Strange, it seems that no one in our Dengxian Temple is in seclusion? Dad and his friends have been away for many years. Who has entered the Tao and advanced to the eighth floor?"

The lazy tiger shook its body, and it knew who had returned.

When Zeng Xiyue arrived at the ship platform on the top of the mountain, he saw Grandpa Zu, Master Yu and others surrounding a young monk who was dressed flashily. They were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was filled with joy and excitement.

"Xiyue, come and meet Master Kongkong and ask for a generous meeting gift!"

Zeng Wanglou greeted him with a smile.

He had watched Xueli grow up and had taken care of the greedy and shameless little guy a lot.

Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, Xueli was blessed with a good master and actually surpassed most of them and became the leader.

I feel like I'm at a loss if I don't let the girl get some benefits back.

Xueli looked at the clever girl who was kneeling and bowing. Seeing that everyone was smiling but not saying anything, he didn't even introduce her. He suddenly slapped his forehead, laughed and walked forward to pull Zeng Xiyue up, saying, "Master is a monk, he has nothing. He has been traveling around the world for many years and is short of money. Don't listen to your ancestor's nonsense. Master doesn't have a generous gift. At most, he can only 'borrow' a treasure to give to you. Don't complain about it being too little."

When he opened his palm, a blue jade bead hanging from Yu She's waist fell into his hand.

Then he put his hands together, and as the Buddha's light passed by, the beads turned into a flat jade pendant with a wisp of spiritual energy flowing continuously inside.

Yu She laughed and scolded: "You fellow, you turned out to be a 'Miraculous Hands' monk, using my precious pearl as a favor."

Everyone laughed.

Zeng Xiyue took the freshly made blue jade pendant for amulet. She had countless treasures of all sizes on her body, all of which were rewards from the elders of the sect. She thanked them with a smile.

She had heard of the name of this monk master whom she had never met many times.

According to Empress Liu, he is also a fun-loving and lively person.

"Isn't Sister Liu in the sect? And where is the little cute girl? There are so few people on the mountain. Where did they go?"

Xueli looked around the sect. Although there were many disciples on each mountain, it always felt deserted and lacked the crowded atmosphere of the past.

Zeng Xiyue explained, "Uncle Xue, the master went away to gain experience secretly. My father and several others have been in the upper domain. Madam Liu has been in seclusion for decades. Aunt Nie went to Wuliu Mountain. The master told her not to come back within two hundred years. Uncle Xue, can we find a time to go visit Aunt Nie? Bring Lazy Tiger with us."

Hearing himself being mentioned, Lazy Tiger fell asleep on the ground.

It indicated that it was none of its business and that it didn't want to go out at all. Meng Yi scolded her and reached out to grab the girl who encouraged Xueli to go out, saying that she was too ignorant. Xueli hadn't even sat down yet.

Zeng Xiyue hurriedly hid behind the ancestor.

"Okay, in a few days, I'll take Lanhu and go to Wuliu Mountain."

Xueli agreed immediately. He had received the message from Mr. Zeng, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

Zeng Xiyue's eyes sparkled with surprise, "Really? Don't lie to me!"

"Why would I lie to you? But you need your mother's consent. If your mother doesn't let you go out, I can't do anything about it."

"My mother is the best, hehe."

……

Cold Flame Cave, Ice Crystal Palace.

Xu Yuanchang was sitting motionless like an ice sculpture, with wisps of hot air rising from him.

In just a moment, the ice and snow melted, and the blue flames that covered his body dissipated. He opened his eyes and stood up. After a long period of practicing Qigong to induct the ice and forge his body, he was only half a step away from being promoted to the seventh level of physical training.

The fire spirit that was falling asleep in the corner was wrapped in faint blue flames, with occasional tiny dark green sparks emitting.

Walking to the dark narrow door embedded in the ice wall, Xu Yuanchang looked inside.

There was a profound barrier blocking the way, so he hesitated for a moment and then retreated.

He took out a white jade bottle, removed the seal, and swallowed the eighth-order water rule power that he had obtained on the Complex Island. He sat down cross-legged in silence, comprehending the water rule power while drawing cold air to temper his body.

He almost failed to break through and advance to the seventh level of physical cultivation.

He guessed that something was missing. Ice and water have the same origin, and water and fire complement each other. He tried to make up for the water rules.

He still had a wisp of cold ice crystal source power on hand, and he would use it when needed.

As he gradually gained better understanding of the rules of walking on water, the blue flames covering his body penetrated into his body, washing away all impurities as gently as water. The effect of icy body tempering immediately doubled, and his whole body felt as if it was being pricked by needles and bitten by ants, and was filled with numbness.

Xu Yuan was in pain but happy at the same time, and he pushed his magic power to work faster.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when he had completely formed his own trace of water-based rule power, his physical strength finally achieved a breakthrough.

It was like a floodgate opening, with water rushing in, icy coldness rushing over, bringing him only coolness and comfort.

The thick ice crystals on his body disappeared, and Xu Yuanchang stood up with a grin. With his original realm of the eighth floor, it was not too difficult to upgrade his physique to the seventh level by spending time and cost. However, to upgrade his physique to the eighth level would be extremely difficult.

The fire spirit showed no signs of waking up in the short term.

A few words were left on the ground nearby to tell where he was going.

Xu Yuanchang did not hesitate and stepped directly into the deep and narrow door. His eyes went dark and he heard the roar of beasts.

"Bang!" Before he could react, he was hit by a gust of hot wind. The phantom armor burst into brilliant colorful light. As he rolled backwards, he vaguely saw a mountain-like behemoth rushing towards him. There were two fierce lights like lanterns, staring at him, which was extremely scary.

A clone rushed out from his body.

"Crack", the clone was split into two by a line of crystal light that suddenly appeared.

The raging flames that covered the sky and earth seemed to be real, sweeping the invisible Xu Yuanchang into the lava.

"What is this old man up to? The secret door of the Ice Crystal Palace actually leads to the territory of a monster."

Xu Yuanchang didn't dare to jump out at all, so he picked up a short stick and fought a desperate battle with the monster.

He was very self-aware. Even if he cultivated his physique to the seventh level and had the eighth level of cultivation, it was still not enough to fight a few rounds with the brutal and ferocious monster.

It was a ninth-level monster that possessed the power of origin.

There is no way he can deal with it, he will be devoured without leaving any residue.

"Human boy, come out and stop pretending to be dead."

"Tell me where you are from. I won't embarrass a junior like you. I will let you go back."

A rumbling roar of beasts came from the sky, the sound was very penetrating, and huge waves of fire were set off in the magma.

Xu Yuanchang would not believe the monster's nonsense. He fled down the lava silently, staying away from the hypocritical guy. He guessed that the monster was probably suppressed by his master under the Cold Flame Cave?
Otherwise, there would be no need to be polite to him and I would just dive into the lava and chase him down.

"Asshole, how dare you covet my treasure!"

"Go to hell, you damned thief!"

The monster suddenly went berserk, and whirlpools appeared in the magma, surging from top to bottom.

Xu Yuanchang could no longer hide and sped up his escape into the depths of the magma.

"You little thief, you can't escape, come up and die."

The roar of the beast exploded in the magma.

The huge suction force acted on Xu Yuanchang, who was like a swimming fish, and pulled him upwards little by little. Countless magma whirlpools approached and surrounded him from several directions.

Xu Yuanchang continuously activated the power of the explosive phantom armor to resist the suction force exerted on him by the monster.

He did not dare to use the divine light of creation, for fear that it would stimulate the monster to go crazy and recklessly.

Every time the old man did good things, it was up to him, his apprentice, to finish the work. He could only smile bitterly, thinking it was a sin.

"Boy, surrender yourself obediently, and I may let you go..."

The beast's roar hadn't finished yet.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Xu Yuanchang took out a three-foot-high bronze tablet. Then the bronze tablet suddenly expanded with the weight of a mountain, breaking free from the suction exerted by the monster and falling into the depths with Xu Yuanchang.

"Asshole, you...don't try to take my treasure!"

"That's my old man..."

The monster's roar was intermittent, revealing its immense anger and frustration, as well as its helplessness in being unable to do anything.

Xu Yuanchang clung to the surface of the bronze tablet and fell rapidly into the lava.

He was really curious. The old guy kept slandering him as a thief who stole treasures. It seemed that if he didn't steal a few treasures, he would be ungrateful for the monster's kindness.
What kind of treasure is it?
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(End of this chapter)