Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 484 A Different Kind of Healing
Seeing is believing. After witnessing with his own eyes the old monster that looked like a dog's head and somewhat similar to a tiger, with only its head left sticking out of the rock wall, Xu Yuanchang dived into the magma with confidence. During the brief opportunity he had just appeared, he sensed a faint trace of divine power.

Go back and check the books and jade slips on the bookshelf in the space, and try to find the whereabouts of the old monster.

After reuniting with the fire spirit that had escaped the disaster by being split into two halves, Xu Yuanchang watched the yin and yang flames swirling and merging into one, returning to their fluffy, snow-white state. He reached out and touched the little fellow who had run to his shoulder and was squatting there with familiarity.

Using his Creation Altar as a bed, the Fire Spirit practiced in sleep for eight or nine hundred years.

I have benefited from some mysterious power of creation.

With the help of the pure cold blue flames that filled the Ice Crystal Palace, he replenished the Yin Fire needed in his body and completed the Yin-Yang Dao and advanced to the eighth level in one fell swoop. As for what kind of disasters and dangers he encountered on the way to breaking through the realm, the Fire Spirit would not gossip about it in detail.

"Not bad, not bad, the strength has not been left behind too far."

There was a fire spirit controlling the underground fire magma, and a hole formed outside Xu Yuanchang's body. He took out a jade bottle, wiped off the seal, and took out a wisp of fire breath from it. It was the essence of the four fire line treasures he collected after refining them on the Creation Divine Platform, and threw it to the fire spirit on his shoulder to devour.

The fire spirit had a look of enjoyment on his face, closing his eyes and spitting out a few tiny sparks.

If the master hadn't used the tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, he would have been able to respond in time and distract the old monster's attention.

The fire spirit that suddenly drilled into the unfamiliar magma space was estimated to suffer a great loss.

After sinking to the bottom of the magma, Xu Yuanchang released the Heaven-Suppressing Stele and went into the Magic Glass Mirror Space to search through a large number of books and jade slips.

He had a hobby of collecting and carrying ancient books with him. The space in the Fantasy Fairy Ring was large enough, so he arranged for his nephew to ask his disciples to copy all the sect's collections and have them proofread them.

Whenever he needed it, he could find clues from the book.

Dengxian Temple has been established for more than 600 years. When many hall masters, guardians, and elders go out, they follow his gluttonous habits and bring back all kinds of books and treasures they have collected from outside to store in the sect. As a result, the foundation of Dengxian Temple has risen rapidly and has long surpassed that of ordinary big forces.

The fire spirit wanders in the magma, and it is no longer interested in the essence of the earth fire in the magma.

Occasionally I take a puff and feel that the taste is not the same as before.

It was extremely interested in the five caves that could erupt magma and the huge hanging bead, and its mouth was watering. However, its owner had told it not to move, so it just stretched out its nose and sniffed and rubbed to satisfy its craving.

Three days later, Xu Yuanchang found several jade slips with incomplete contents from a pile of books marked "Chaos Strange Beasts". One of the slips recorded the image of a monster that looked like a dog instead of a tiger. It was a strange ancient mythical beast called "Ya".

The classics say that the last beast in the upper realm disappeared six thousand years ago. Its name was "Chiya". It was once a ninth-rank deity, in charge of the "Manshan" in the western continent of the East Travel Region.

"The divinity of the beast has been suppressed and worn away to the point of being almost gone. It is struggling to survive with its original demonic power... If I can specifically restrict the use of its demonic power, I won't be hindered from traveling with the Magic Fairy Ring."

Xu Yuanchang pondered and tried to find a solution.

He knew his own limitations and would not engage in a head-on confrontation with the beast, nor did he have any intention of killing it.

Gods usually live for about 120,000 to 130,000 years. He guessed that the beast was suppressed here and couldn't get out, so its life span was almost over.

After walking out of the Fantasy Glass Mirror Space, Xu Yuanchang spent more than ten days, through repeated calculations, to take out fist-sized eighth-order fire crystals from the mountain of piled gems as array tools, and placed them at various locations three to five feet below the surface of the magma, allowing the fire spirits that followed him around to serve as temporary array centers.

He set up a "demon-trapping formation" to seal the monsters, a thing that could explode all at once.

Hall Master Zhao would be furious to see a formation master like him squandering money.

After everything was ready, Xu Yuanchang shouted to the beast that was suppressed in the stone wall: "Chiya, where is the exit of this space? Let's talk. Don't ask for me to let you out. Tell me something real."

The beast's eyes were bigger than lanterns, scanning a wide area of ​​ten miles below, trying to find the whereabouts of the cunning boy. He laughed and said, "Then tell me, what sincerity can you show? Don't waste time with empty words. I'm not in a hurry anyway."

The eighth-level illusionist's concealment ability is extremely annoying.

Most of his methods were suppressed, otherwise he would have beaten the shit out of that slippery boy long ago.

"I'll move the hanging bead a foot away. Can you tell me where the exit is?"

A faint sound came from the air.

The beast sneered: "I don't ask for much. Move the hanging bead back to its previous position, and I will ensure that you get out unscathed."

His eyes suddenly fixed, and two bright rays of light shot out.

Talking about a deal is fake; the real goal is to find and control the other party.

Where is the exit in this enclosed space?
If one wants to escape, the only way is to lift the suppression, use the ninth level of cultivation to violently break through it, and smash the space into pieces.

"Bang", the bright light blasted a hole more than ten feet deep in the magma seven or eight miles away. A figure burst into brilliant colorful light, fled in panic, and plunged into the nearby magma.

"Haha, it's too late."

The beast recognized that the figure was not a clone or an illusion, and was overjoyed. It controlled the bright light to surround the figure from both sides and wrapped it tightly.

"Boy, we can have a good chat this time..."

The entangled figure's colorful light had not yet dissipated when it exploded with a "bang" and was unexpectedly replaced by the boy's clone.

The beast was so angry that he cursed "bastard" and he almost failed to catch the other party.

He was worried about killing the boy, so he didn't use enough force. The opportunity was gone in a flash, and he regretted not holding back.

There were sparks of fire exploding from all over the magma. The huge shock wave turned into a red mist, which surged and filled the space within a radius of ten miles. Xu Yuanchang appeared in the farthest corner with a pale face. He clasped his hands together and the red mist suddenly became sticky.

The temporary formation's power to trap monsters burst out all at once, restraining the beast, which was so anxious that its eyes turned red.

He pointed his finger toward the surface of the floating bronze tablet and lightly guided it.

Five transparent forbidden mountains blocked the gap in the rock wall as the beast let out a terrifying roar, and stifled the beast's curse words.

The other four forbidden mountains followed closely and overlapped tightly at the gap.

A look of relief appeared on Xu Yuanchang's face. He relied on his own skills to win a game from the beast.

He used himself as bait to lure the old monster to attack with all its might. The battle was a thrilling one.

The fire spirit took the opportunity to explode all the arranged eighth-order fire crystals, trapping the tricked beast for a moment.

He used his phantom armor to block the attack, but still suffered serious injuries to his internal organs.

But it was all worth it.

The fire spirit turned into a flash of light like lightning, circled around the rock wall, and then landed on the owner's shoulder.

"Oh, the Fire Breath Crystal Plant, what a good thing."

Xu Yuanchang looked at the five dark red, leafless and strangely twisted plants floating in front of him, which looked like they were made of stacked rocks. He praised them casually, put the rare fire-breathing spiritual plants into the space of the Fantasy Fairy Ring, preserved them with his magic power, and said "let's go".

A golden rune fell on him, and a golden light flashed slightly.

Xu Yuanchang disappeared into the closed space. The gap blocked by the forbidden rune was shaking violently, and a faint roar could be heard.

"Asshole!"

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Qiyuntai blessed land.

Liu Xianfeng has stabilized her cultivation, and another ten years have passed. She can't help but worry about Fellow Daoist Xu. She heard from Zixuan and the others that the last time Fellow Daoist Xu appeared here was seventy years ago. It has been such a long time since he showed up. Could he have encountered some trouble?

In the past two years, she would visit the big tree clone cultivated by Brother Xu every three to five days.

By checking the vitality of the big tree, it was confirmed that Brother Xu was currently safe and sound.

She let out an imperceptible sigh. Worrying about someone and caring about someone's waiting made her feel that time was passing especially slowly. Even when she was touring the flower fields and strange rivers with Zixuan and the others, she seemed a little absent-minded.

Liu Xianfeng walked towards Qingmu and suddenly noticed something.

When she looked back, she saw Fellow Daoist Xu, whose temperament was as gentle as jade, appear under the big tree, smiling and waving at her.

In an instant, Liu Xianfeng felt like she was bathed in a spring breeze, and she exclaimed in surprise: "You're here!"

A figure flashed, and the leaves swayed as they came closer.

"You are injured, let me see."

Liu Xianfeng keenly noticed the clues from the subtle expression on Xu Daoyou's face and reached out to grab his wrist.

After a brief investigation, he felt relieved, a blush appeared on his face, and he waved his hand inconspicuously to let Zixuan and the other three stay away. He whispered, "I have just learned a healing skill. I will help you heal and won't leave you with any hidden dangers."

Before entering the blessed land, Xu Yuanchang deliberately calmed his blood and qi, and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I will be fine after meditating for an hour."

Seeing that Liu Xianfeng was holding him tightly, he had no choice but to follow her, without even asking her when she had advanced to the next level.

A pink mist rose up and enveloped the two of them. As the mist wrapped around the branches and leaves of the big tree, it was like a dream. He and the big tree merged together, and the red willow tree snuggled up to them, soft as if they had no bones.

The fusion of spirituality and soul is indescribable.

Time seemed to be eternal at this moment.

Spring goes and autumn comes, the cycle repeats itself.

When the lingering mist dissipated, the two held hands and smiled at each other.

There was no need for verbal communication, as they were in sync with each other. They had been out for quite some time and it was time for them to go back.

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In Bailin Valley, Zeng Xiyue was commanding a group of little flower fairies, chirping and taking care of the flowers and plants. She had promised her master that she would keep the valley in perfect order, and would not allow dead leaves and weeds to be everywhere.

The lazy tiger was lying on the bridge.

Xueli sat in the stone pavilion, enjoying the aroma of tea and the breeze as she turned the pages of a book, reading with great interest.

"Uncle Xue, I heard from Lady Liu that you used to be like me, not liking to read books, and were scolded by your master. Why did your personality change so much after becoming a monk? What's so interesting about a few crappy books?"

Zeng Xiyue took the time to ask.

She herself doesn't like reading, and she wishes everyone in the world hated reading as much as she does.

Xueli shook her head like an old scholar and said, "There is a big world in books, but there is no small world in dreams. When you can see the time and space from the ordinary blue bricks and black tiles, the grass and the trees, you will like reading. Don't force it, it will come naturally... Sister Liu, don't you agree?"

He closed the book and stood up with a smile.

Liu Xianfeng walked out from a tree trunk, reached out and pinched the confused Zeng Xiyue's cheek from behind.

"Wow, you scared me. Madam Liu, you are out of seclusion. That's great."

Zeng Xiyue jumped and danced while holding onto Empress Liu, almost going crazy with joy. She had been looking forward to seeing Empress Liu back for a long time, and finally she had her back. She would no longer be alone, and when her mother scolded her, she would have someone to confide in.

Liu Xianfeng released Zixuan, Du Ruo, Xuejian and Yunling from the space, and Bailin Valley suddenly became lively.

Xueli chatted with him for a few words, then impatiently went up the mountain alone. He saw the sect leader there.

Xu Yuanchang sat in the upper seat and accepted the greeting from the young sect leader. Zeng Lao, Xue Li, Zhao Jun, Tang Yijian, Mu Qingshan and others came to the main peak hall one after another, and soon the hall was full of people.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xu Yuanchang asked, "Are Shengtian, Yunzhu and the others out?"

Zeng Wanglou briefly recounted the experience of Senior Wu Luo of Qingyao Mountain. This matter was not a secret among the top leaders of Dengxianguan, but no one would spread it. He continued, "Fairy Yu was invited by Senior Wu Luo to visit as Senior Jianxian's disciple as early as thirty years ago. Some time ago, Fairy Gu sent a message saying that Shengtian had come out of seclusion in the secret realm of the ghost world and had advanced to the eighth level of the sky. There are rumors outside that Senior Wu Luo will not live long. Anyway, there are all kinds of rumors."

Xu Yuanchang knew that the flow of time in the ghost world was different from that in the human world, so he smiled and said, "After Shengtian is promoted, he will be in charge of Qingyao Mountain with less resistance."

He naturally hoped that his nephew could take charge of a large mountain gate.

The training received in this position is completely different.

After communicating for about an hour, Zhao Jun, Tang Yijian, Mu Qingshan and others dispersed.

Zeng Wanglou stayed behind, approached the clan leader who was talking to Xueli, and asked, "When can we go to that wonderful place again?"

He planned to call on Wen Yining, the sect's number one physician, and Mu Qingshan and Mo Luo, who knew how to make pills. Having more helpers would allow them to collect more medicinal herbs, but he would not call on anyone else who didn't understand pharmacology.

Xu Yuanchang took out the few fire spirit plants from the space and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let me rest for a while."

Zeng Wanglou's eyes widened, and he laughed, "No hurry, no hurry, Sect Master, where did you get this quality of Fire Cloud Ganoderma? It's at least five thousand years old, and it has always been associated with a ninth-order fire demon. It's too rare. I have to think about it carefully, and I have to look up some books. I will use Fire Cloud Ganoderma as the main ingredient to refine a top-grade elixir that will be of great use to our seventh-level breakthrough."

He carefully put away the five rare treasures that he had dug out.

The sect leader should really learn how to collect medicinal herbs.

For him, constantly researching new drugs and refining high-level elixirs is a process of cultivating his mind and practicing.

He shook off the snow and reached out to touch the elixir's dirty paw.

Xu Yuanchang reminded him, "That big demon is still a god. Perhaps it has been suppressed for too long and there is not much divinity left."

Zeng Wanglou's eyebrows moved more and more happily, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

He wanted to send a message to inform Gu Yunzhu to come back. This matter was of great importance and he had to discuss it with Gu Yunzhu.

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(End of this chapter)