Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 517: Some things are better not to get involved

"Isn't it a demonic affliction?"

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and recalled the Taoist's original words carefully.

"A thousand years later, beyond the nine heavens", it is indeed seventy years away from the thousand years that Taoist Yanshan mentioned. Since the Taoist priest clearly said it would be a thousand years later, it would not happen earlier. She was too anxious and saw enemies everywhere, treating the demon causing chaos at the eye of the vortex as a major event that had not yet happened.

Ye Changmeng was more worried about the safety of his two brothers Xuan Xiao and Chu Wu.

Thanks to Brother Xu, he escaped safely from danger, but I wonder what happened to his two brothers?
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and took out the cross-border communication flying sword. He muttered a few words and threw the flying sword into the air. He saw a sword light instantly disappear into the void, and the other flying sword circled twice in the air and fell back into his hand.

“Xuan Xiao…”

Ye Changmeng frowned and muttered, holding the flying sword with mixed feelings.

More than half an hour has passed. Chu Wu is currently fine and has probably escaped from the attack of the Buddha's phantom.

The flying sword that tried to contact Xuan Xiao couldn't find the target. The situation was not good. It was very likely that Xuan Xiao had fallen?
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoxiao quickly took out her flying sword, raised her hand and shot two sword lights into the air. The same result appeared. The flying sword that was in contact with Lin Sanren disappeared forever, and the other flying sword returned to her hand.

"Summer Bitter Branch..."

Mu Xiaoxiao muttered as she took out another flying sword.
Seeing the sword light connecting with her apprentice Ning Cangyue heading in the same direction and successfully disappearing into the void, she felt extremely complicated.

Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.

Kuwei’s path of cultivation was too difficult, it was both time and fate.

Xu Yuanchang tried to contact the ninth-level demon Ren Wulin, and it was unexpectedly smooth, with a flash of sword light.

He secretly thought that Buddha and the devil had the advantage of time and place, and some masters still escaped. Maybe something happened in the meantime?
Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao throwing out flying swords continuously, most of the sword lights successfully rose into the air, but occasionally some sword lights would break and return.

He didn't want to be idle, but it was inconvenient for him to invite the two to visit the blessed land nearby. So he stood still, concentrating his breath and absorbing the original wood energy that had not yet been fully digested.

In just three days, he mobilized his magic power and original power to escape from the dangerous torrent of the void twice.

He was worried that he would run out of energy and damage the Fantasy Immortal Ring.

At the same time, using his spiritual sense to observe the calming down of the Altar of Creation, the Fire Spirit climbed back onto the altar and went to sleep.

Suddenly, my heart moved, and I communicated with the mysterious Qiyuntai blessed land.

He has been in seclusion in the blessed land, and has created the small world. He has been able to borrow the power of the blessed land through the altar, but he has never found a chance to try it. Now is the right time.

The Altar of Creation had light ripples from bottom to top, and soon abundant vitality poured in, with a fresh scent of flowers and plants.

The soundly sleeping fire spirit rolled over comfortably, stretched his limbs and slept more comfortably.

Xu Yuanchang closed his eyes and felt the power he gained at the cost of consuming the essence of the plants in the blessed land. He soon recovered the lost magic power. He interrupted the communication and decided that in the future, he would not use this method easily unless it was a critical moment.

Once you become dependent on anything, you become lazy.

Good steel should be used on the blade, that is the real leverage.

Mu Xiaoxiao put away the flying sword in her hand and sighed, "There are currently six people that we cannot contact. I'm afraid they are in great danger. Yuanzhang, can we return to Yingshengtian now?"

She had to rush back as soon as possible and find a way to pick up Lao Lin and Ning Zangyue.

Xu Yuanchang replied confidently: "Okay, let's go."

……

The torrent of the void has been flowing continuously since time immemorial.

Compared with other veteran practitioners, Chu Wu lacks sufficient understanding of the Void Torrent.

It was only a short time since he ascended to the upper realm. Relying on the mystery of the God of Confusion, he struggled hard in the endless whirlpool of undercurrents. After about an hour, he still couldn't find a way out.

He was at a loss and felt all around him. In the chaos, he got separated from Xuan Xiao and couldn't find any expert to accompany him.

A desperate smile appeared on his weathered face. He had escaped the attacks of the Buddha and the devil, but due to his lack of experience, he was lost in the torrent of the void. His magic power was rapidly depleted, and the pills he swallowed were far from enough to supply him.

He is very unwilling.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden light spread from afar.

Wherever it passed, it illuminated the dark void.

Chu Wu turned around suddenly, and golden light swept across his body. It was like a long drought finally being refreshed by a downpour, and all the fatigue in his soul and body was swept away. His whole body, both in spirit and magic power, was restored at once.

He "saw" a hazy shadow of Buddha rising slowly into the sky, like a blazing sun.

Under the Buddha's light, the torrent seemed to become transparent, and all kinds of faults and undercurrents were clearly visible. What surprised Chu Wu was that he saw calm waters a hundred miles away.

He was not far from the edge, he just couldn't see the direction clearly.

Taking advantage of the Buddha's light, we bypassed obstacles and dangers and struggled to get closer to the edge.

His mood was quite complicated. He didn't expect that he would eventually benefit from the monk Nanshu's achievement of the Golden Body Arhat. That monk killed countless ninth-level masters, but he became a Buddha and ascended to heaven.

However, the threat of the tenth-level demon was completely eliminated. The merits and demerits will be left for future generations to judge.

Just as I flew out of the edge of the torrent, a sword light flew out from the darkness.

Chu Wu reached out to take it. It was a message from Ye Changmeng. A smile of surviving a disaster appeared on his face.

Follow the direction where the sword light comes from and move forward carefully. This time you will not get lost in the vast void.

It feels great to have brothers caring about me.

Ren Wulin, a ninth-rank demon thirty thousand miles away, and an old man in a black robe who was leaning on a centipede-shaped wooden crutch beside him were gazing at the vast torrent of void in the distance. They could see a faint sign of Buddha's light shining across the sky.

That part of the sky sparkled like a gem.

"The monk Nanshu's plan has lasted for more than 15,000 years. He used the devil as a furnace, lured many ninth-level monks into the game as pawns, and refined the Buddha's way to become a natural Buddha. It is simply terrifying."

Ren Wulin was filled with emotion.

The old man in black robe was his master Wu Xiang, who had reincarnated and restored his appearance in his previous life.

His master spent hundreds of years and consumed a huge amount of resources to break through to the ninth level of cultivation. He went into seclusion in the secret realm of the Netherworld for a thousand years, consolidating his cultivation to near the peak, and re-refined several treasures that were in his hands.

He was able to escape from the flood area so quickly because his master sensed that he was in danger and rushed over to rescue him from the last three days.

The old man in black robe nodded and said, "This is called 'seeing all the mountains from a distance'. You see different things from different heights. Although the demon has a tenth-level cultivation, his realm is inferior to Nanshu, so he can't escape Nanshu's long-term calculations. Buddha nature is not good, so don't use your knowledge to guess Monk Nanshu."

Wu Xiang has been walking on the upper three heavens for nearly a hundred years.

He knew that a void storm had occurred in the Yingshengtian ancient battlefield, and he also heard about the demon leader Gu Luo from his apprentice's message.

But he ignored it. What he could "see" at the moment was not comparable to that of other ninth-level cultivators.

He had already seen the "danger" and did not stop his apprentice from going to face the danger with great enthusiasm.

Every experience makes you wiser, and some sufferings can only be learned through experience.

Ren Wulin pondered over his master's teachings when a flash of sword light appeared in the void. He reached out to take it, took a quick look, and said with a smile, "This is a message from Sect Master Xu, asking if I'm safe."

The old man in black robe was silent for a while, then said: "After you go back, you should stay in seclusion for a hundred years, ignore worldly affairs, and don't go out."

Although Ren Wulin was puzzled, he bowed and replied, "Disciple obeys your command."

The old man in black robe disappeared without any explanation, leaving his disciple behind and walked away alone.

It’s better not to get involved in some things.

Without strength and luck, one can easily lose his life.

Ren Wulin was no longer surprised by his master's strange behavior. After replying to Xu Yuanchang's message, he continued on his journey in the dark void.

He guessed that something big would happen in the next hundred years.

His master didn't want him to get involved, maybe there was a risk of losing his life?
……

After traveling to Yingshengtian, Mu Xiaoxiao and Ye Changmeng hurriedly flew into the void. They contacted their friends respectively and rushed to meet them impatiently, leaving Xu Yuanchang waiting at the edge of the ancient battlefield.

Half a day later, Zhong Xixiong was the first to return, and they exchanged pleasantries for a while when they met.

"That Buddha is so hateful and such a bastard. He used the Buddhist treasures left behind 15,000 years ago to play with the demon and all of us, causing the deaths of Master Wurong and Master Xuanyin. In the end, he completed his merits and achieved a golden body, and ascended to the fairyland with the demon. There is really no way to reason with him."

Zhong Xixiong was indignant and treated Sect Leader Xu as his own, venting his grievances after the disaster.

He did not resent Wurong and Xuanyin, and it had nothing to do with Sect Master Xu.

He saw with his own eyes that Wu Quezi, a ninth-rank great demon from the same Liuyun Domain, was continuously attacked by the Buddha's phantom and exploded into a ball of blood mist before being completely absorbed. He felt deeply saddened by the pain caused to his own kind.

Xu Yuanchang was a little dumbfounded and asked, "Brother, are you saying that the monk Nanshu took the demon and ascended to the fairyland?"

He was still worried that the evil would be hard to get rid of, but the reversal came too suddenly.

Zhong Xixiong will cause Wurong to trigger a great heavenly calamity, and the devil and the Buddha have an internal quarrel. Only then do everyone have a chance to escape. Later, they witness with their own eyes the Buddha achieving a golden body and ascending to heaven in the torrent of the void. This is a brief account of the incident.

"If it weren't for Master Wu Rong who brought about the heavenly calamity, all of us trapped cultivators would have hardly escaped. Alas, it's a pity for Masters Wu Rong and Xuan Yin, as well as Wu Que Zi, Xi Yue, and Xia Ku Zhi, who all fell victim to the Buddha's poisonous hands. The masters of the seven realms of the upper realm suffered a heavy loss."

When Zhong Xixiong finished speaking, he cursed Monk Nanshu again.

Although Xu Yuanchang already knew that Mu Xiaoxiao could not contact Xia Kuzhi and guessed that Xia Kuzhi might have met with misfortune, he felt heavy-hearted when he received the accurate news. He couldn't help but wonder what was the real intention of his master taking him to see the reincarnation of Master Kuwei?
Could it be that he was just thinking about his old friend and didn't want him to disturb Kuwei's mortal life?
Poor Xia Kuzhi, even the way to the next life is cut off.

A black dot flew over the horizon, and Zhong Xixiong raised his hand to greet him: "Daoyou Nan, congratulations on your return from your predicament."

The person who came was Nan Yuhe from Qingliang Mountain in Zhoushan Domain. After responding, he looked at Xu Yuanchang and his face turned sinister. He said, "Boy, the good news you delivered has deceived all of us. What is your intention!"

He vented all his anger on Xu Yuanchang who had escaped early.

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(End of this chapter)