Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 510: The Clash of Illusion Masters

A few little flower fairies chirped and took care of the flowers, plants and trees, bringing some liveliness and vitality to the long-quiet Bailin Valley.

A figure suddenly descended and landed beside the mottled old stone bridge. It was Xu Yuanchang who had advanced out of retreat. He smiled and nodded at the little flower fairies who were saluting in panic, glanced up and down at the sect, and the next moment, he appeared on the stone platform on the top of Qingping Hall.

The two monks on duty outside the hall bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Sect Master!"

Zeng Wanglou and Wen Yining, who heard the noise, came out from the hall. They looked at the sect master who smiled warmly and seemed to be right in front of them, yet seemed to be a world away. They were overjoyed and bowed at the same time: "The sect master has been promoted to the ninth floor. It is a great joy for everyone."

They were well-versed in classics and had long known the secrets of how the last group of ascended monks planned to build the "Dingxiantai", but it was eventually destroyed by a "killing catastrophe" that occurred once every three thousand years. A big reason for this was that Dingxiantai had been established just over a thousand years ago, and no one had yet advanced to the ninth floor. When the disaster struck, there was no pillar to support it.

Xu Yuanchang smiled and held out his hand to support her: "Congratulations, everyone."

Walking into the Qingping Palace, he asked, "Where are the others? Have they all escaped? Yunzhu and Ye Cai haven't come out yet, right?"

Wen Yining personally made tea and waved his hand to ask all the maids and boys to go out so as not to disturb their conversation.

Zeng Wanglou extended his hand to invite the sect master to sit down, and smiled and shook his head: "Those guys got the elixir from me, and they ran away in groups faster than rabbits, leaving the affairs of the sect behind, and asked several juniors and the deputy hall master to manage the affairs. Fairy Yu has been out and has never returned. Fairy Gu and Ye Cai have been in seclusion for fifty years. As early as thirty years ago, they went to the ancient battlefield of Yingshengtian on the sixth level of the Shenfu Domain with Shengtian, Xueli and Lin Yuanze of Dongyou Sect."

Xu Yuanchang was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "How long have I been in seclusion?"

The clone told him that only fifty years had passed, so how could there be a thirty-year gap? The difference was quite large.

Wen Yining said: "Master, you have been in seclusion for eighty years."

Zeng Wanglou asked with concern: "Is there any problem?"

Xu Yuanchang roughly figured it out. He guessed that it was because he had entered the calm area of ​​the void torrent. The flow of time was completely different from that of the outside world, which caused a gap of thirty years. There were strange records of this in the books he had read.

Fortunately, he did not stay too long, otherwise everything would have changed.

"Nothing, I just remembered the wrong date."

"Master, since you are back in the mountain, I will return this heavy responsibility on my shoulders to you."

Wen Yining smiled as she poured tea for the sect leader and said that even though she had no hope, she still wanted to give it a try.

Even Old Yu ran out out of boredom, so she, an idle person, had to take on the responsibility of being the nominal deputy sect leader.

Xu Yuanchang laughed and said, "Master Wen, you are trying to drive me away."

This one sentence left Wen Yining helpless.

Zeng Wanglou smiled and raised his cup, trying to smooth things over, "Let's use tea instead of wine to congratulate the clan leader and the ordinary visitors!"

He was also the nominal deputy sect leader, but he had long since stopped taking care of the specific chores and had nothing to do.

"Please, congratulate us for watching!"

"Please, congratulate the Sect Master!"

The three of them clinked their glasses.

Not long after, nine drum beats were heard from the direction of the Dengxianguandu Mountain Hall, which were majestic and passionate, announcing to the world.

The super-large sects in the seven regions of the upper realm all sent their monks to come with gifts to congratulate.

Ren Wulin, the ninth-rank great demon from Qimuzhou in Fangcun Mountain, and Zhong Xixiong, the ninth-rank great master from Liuyun Sect in Liuyun Domain, personally went to Dengxian Temple to offer their congratulations to show their importance.

Wuliu Mountain was led by Cao Wanxin, who led Cen Kan, Yi Xin, Gu Xinran and others to pay homage to the mountain. Xu Yuanchang was the real supreme elder of Wuliu Mountain, and they wanted to ask Xu Zu to be promoted to a higher level.

The Dongyou Sect sent five people, headed by He Qingmiao. Two of them were Nie Xiaomeng, who had been promoted to a seventh-level illusionist, and Zeng Xiyue, who had traveled in the Dongyou area for fifty years.

Cheng Danxin from Lintianmen heard that Mu Zu and Lin Zu had been away for many years and no one knew when they would return.

The people in Dengxian Temple had been busy for half a month, and the deputy head of the reception hall had so much time to greet and see off guests that his cheeks were stiff from smiling.

It finally came to an end and all the guests were sent away.

In Bailin Valley, Xu Yuanchang and his apprentice Nie Xiaomeng were talking in the stone pavilion. On the other side, Liu Xianfeng, Zeng Xiyue and four flower fairies were laughing and playing. For such a grand event, Liu Xianfeng would definitely rush back.

As for the senior officials who were watching from outside, Wen Yining followed the sect leader's instructions and did not specifically notify them.

"…I followed Master Meng in cultivation, read a lot of books, and benefited greatly from the illusions that Master Meng inadvertently revealed. In less than forty years, I was able to condense my own power of illusion rules. Not long after I came out of retreat, Master Meng warned his disciples: If you use the Tao to hold illusions, then all illusions will not fall."

"I want to stay in Dengxian Temple, serve you, and follow you to experience the magical way of heaven and earth."

Nie Xiaomeng finally expressed her meaning in a tactful way.

Xu Yuanchang asked about Master Meng's situation again, and said, "Master has something important to prepare for, and cannot stay in the sect. Since you have just mastered the art of illusion, you should take over the sect for three hundred years, acting as the young master. You can hone your character through complicated affairs and get in touch with more people and things."

Nie Xiaomeng smiled and said, "Master, does this count as stealing Xiyue's father's job?"

As long as she could stay in Dengxian Temple, she would be willing to be the young master in charge of miscellaneous affairs.

Zeng Xiyue shouted over there: "Aunt Nie, feel free to snatch it. When I advance to the seventh floor, I will snatch it back from you. We can take turns to be the young master, so that I can have the pleasure." Nie Xiaomeng saw her master stroking her forehead and giggling. That girl was outspoken.

After living in the sect for more than a month, Xu Yuanchang brought Liu Xianfeng, Zeng Wanglou and Wen Yining to the blessed land, and asked Zeng and Wen to collect more medicinal herbs in the greatly changed blessed land.

"Hey, sir, the blessed land has expanded by almost three or four hundred miles, and the vitality and spiritual energy are also different."

Liu Xianfeng released Zixuan, Duruo and the other four flower monsters, revisited the old place, and flew away happily.

Xu Yuanchang explained simply: "I have been in seclusion in the blessed land for many years. When I was breaking through, I accidentally affected the growth of the plants in the blessed land. Fortunately, I didn't destroy it completely."

Zeng Wanglou secretly thought it was a pity. Fortunately, he and Master Wen came here to dig medicinal herbs for half a year eighty years ago, otherwise it would have been a huge loss.

"This is... Purple Blood Ginseng. It has such a strong medicinal effect!"

Soon, he and Wen Yining discovered that the remaining spiritual medicinal materials had become different.

The rarer and more precious it is, the higher the level of the alchemist will be tested.

Xu Yuanchang sat cross-legged on the Wuxin Platform and waited for five days, letting Liu Xianfeng and the flower demon have fun, and then sent them back to Yunshang City in the Flower Realm. He turned back and came to Dongyou Sect, saying hello to Zeng Lao and Wen Yining, and left them in the blessed land to select and dig medicinal materials for three to five months.

He Qingmiao, who was wearing blue clothes, walked out of the mountain gate and bowed: "Welcome to Sect Master Xu. Senior Brother Meng is not able to go out, please forgive me!"

Xu Yuanchang returned the greeting with a smile, "Fellow Daoist He, there is no need to be polite. Senior Brother Meng and I are not outsiders."

He came to Dongyou Sect at the invitation of Meng Lang in a letter to exchange academic ideas with Meng Lang.

"In this world, in the seven realms of the upper realm, only you and Lang have reached the ninth-level illusion master realm. Lang is trapped in the heaven and earth, and the mountain is his prison. He is in great pain. I hope that my junior brother will come to meet with me and explore the illusion of heaven together, or he can help me solve my doubts."

This was written on the invitation letter that Meng Lang gave to He Qingmiao when he asked him to go to Dengxianguan to congratulate him.

Xu Yuanchang guessed that Old Ye should have made a breakthrough, but there was no news. After he left Dongyou Sect, he would go to the Shenfu Domain for three days to look for Old Ye's whereabouts.

He would have to consult Old Ye or Ye Cai on how to upgrade his phantom armor later.

Accompanied by He Qingmiao, he flew to the top of Dongyuan Mountain and saw Meng Lang walking out of the yard.

Meng Lang pointed to the horizon, then to himself, and then to a puddle of water on the side of the road. He waved his sleeves and all kinds of illusions came one after another, like flowers in a mirror and the moon in the water, changing unpredictably, with the world hanging upside down in it.

Invisible light waves were flowing on Xu Yuanchang's body. He was not affected by the illusion and walked along the pool to look at it.

He saw through layer after layer of illusion, like peeling off a cocoon, and saw a Taoist priest in black standing upside down underwater, as if he was looking at the sky from a well. The eyes of both of them met through countless worlds, and "boom", water splashed in the air like a raging storm.

He Qingmiao had already retreated to the mountain road entrance. She knew her own limitations and could not observe the exchange between the two ninth-level illusion masters at close range.

Seeing the two of them engaging in a "fierce" collision without saying a word, she flashed and hid a hundred miles away.

There was a huge difference between them, just one step away. She felt mixed emotions.

The water curtain was like a rainbow, separating the Taoist priest in black on the other side.

Xu Yuanchang has transformed into a towering tree, suspended in the air, with roots swaying and green mist spreading in circles like tree rings, dissolving the endless phantoms of various colors that are penetrating him.

"Confusion, soul, nothingness, image" were performed one after another, but all collapsed under the green mist rings.

Meng Lang himself sat cross-legged in the air, like a bystander, silent and watching Xu Yuanchang respond to all changes with just one unchanging move, demonstrating the "empty and quiet" illusion. He frowned from time to time, and occasionally fell into deep thought.

He cultivated the three illusions of "Heaven, Earth and Man", which evolved from "one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things".

He is currently stuck at a certain node in "Tianhuan", unable to move forward or backward.

It is impossible to retreat. Being trapped by the heaven and earth has also allowed him to gain certain abilities from the heaven and earth, enabling him to get straight to his heart.

He allowed his trapped "illusory heart" to release all kinds of emotions, trying to achieve a touch of inspiration by "seeing into the heart". Otherwise, it would be too difficult for a person to struggle in the vast world.

There is no end in sight to the difficulty.

An exchange of performance techniques lasted for several months.

Xu Yuanchang always used the Green Mist Annual Rings to deal with it, and with the help of the illusion on the opposite side, he verified the profound understanding of the world he had comprehended.

Sometimes he would stretch out his hand and sketch a few "illusion" characters with different moods, which would turn into a raging sea of ​​fire, or a sky full of yellow sand, or endless killing needles, attacking the other side of the water curtain, and even combining Fu Sheng Zhan with the killing needles in a unique way.

He almost hit the Taoist priest in black on the opposite side several times.

The puddle of water was finally used up, and as the water curtain disappeared, the competition between the two illusion masters came to an end.

"I have benefited a lot from this exchange, so I won't see you off."

There were phantoms all over Meng Lang's body, and he clasped his fists to see the guest off.

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(End of this chapter)