Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 832 Xuanzhen's Trouble

Just as Yang Zhengshan was controlling the soul crow to sneak into the courtyard, Xuanzhen was meditating cross-legged in a quiet room inside the courtyard.

At this moment, Xuanzhen was almost the same as he had been more than twenty years ago. He was still wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a wooden hairpin in his hair, and a snow-white whisk placed beside him. His face was rosy, his hair was a mix of black and white, and there were faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and on his forehead. If you did not look closely, you would not even be able to see them.

More than 20 years ago, when they came to the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, Xuanzhen was already over 150 years old. Logically speaking, his lifespan should have ended, but perhaps because the cultivation method of Wuzhen Dao Palace had the effect of prolonging life, he did not look old at that time.

Now, more than 20 years have passed, and Xuanzhen is probably over 180 years old, but his face still looks so young.

After cultivating for a long time, Xuanzhen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were exceptionally deep, as if he could see through everything in the world, giving people who saw him a feeling of being seen through.

"Come in!" Xuanzhen suddenly said.

The door to the quiet room was pushed open, and a man dressed in black, with a pale face, walked into the room.

"Hehe, Steward Xuanzhen, it's been a long time." Mo Xuanyu looked at Xuanzhen, his pale face full of a bright smile.

However, Xuanzhen remained indifferent. He picked up his whisk, slowly stood up, and looked at Mo Xuanyu with displeasure. "What exactly do you want from me?"

Mo Xuanyu didn't care about his displeasure at all and casually said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I want you to help me find someone."

"Who?" Xuanzhen asked.

"I don't know. This person once made a move in Shanggu County City, using powerful lightning magic to kill a ghost general," Mo Xuanyu said.

He was referring to Yang Zhengshan, but he didn't know Yang Zhengshan's identity.

"Thunder magic?" Xuanzhen seemed intrigued.

“That’s right, it’s lightning magic!” Mo Xuanyu said with certainty.

Xuanzhen pondered for a moment, "Are there any other clues?"

“This person is related to the Lu family, but as for other clues, we have none at the moment!” Mo Xuanyu said.

“I understand, but I’m not sure if I can find him!” Xuanzhen replied.

However, a strange light flashed in his eyes the next moment, and he glanced at the tree outside the door.

Mo Xuanyu noticed his unusual behavior and turned to look outside as well. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Xuanzhen shook his head slightly.

Mo Xuanyu, without any suspicion, said, "Then I'll leave this matter to you. I hope you won't let the sect leader down."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Once Xuanzhen was certain that he had left, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Come out!"

He stared coldly at the lush tree canopy outside the door.

Hidden in the treetop, the soul crow controlled by Yang Zhengshan was filled with astonishment and doubt. This old fellow had actually become a cultivator, and a Foundation Establishment cultivator at that.

Interesting, interesting!
Yang Zhengshan controlled the soul crow to fly out from the treetop.

Xuanzhen looked at the Soul Crow, first stunned, then his brows furrowed slightly.

He had just sensed the fluctuations of soul power hidden in the tree canopy, but he thought it was a person hiding there. He never expected it to be a crow.

That crow!

It's not a real crow!
"who are you?"

Immortal cultivators employ all sorts of strange and wonderful methods. Controlling crows or transforming into crows is nothing unusual.

“Your old friend!” Yang Zhengshan controlled the Soul Crow, which flew directly into the quiet room, circled once, and landed on the incense table.

"An old friend?" Xuanzhen frowned even more deeply.

He doesn't have any old friends here. Not to mention old friends, he doesn't even have a single friend.

"Oh dear, you haven't forgotten me, have you? I've been looking for you for ages!" Yang Zhengshan said mischievously.

Xuanzhen looked at the Soul Crow, "Who exactly are you?"

"Haha, I told you we're old friends, so here's a hint: Wuzhen Dao Palace!" Yang Zhengshan said.

Upon hearing the words "Wuzhen Daogong," Xuanzhen's eyes instantly flashed with a sharp light.

He had never told anyone here that he came from the Wuzhen Dao Palace, and the only people who knew his identity were the few who had come to the Lingxiu Sea with him.

"You are Yang Zhengshan!"

He finally thought of Yang Zhengshan.

He had tried to find Yang Zhengshan, but at the time he was outnumbered and powerless, and it was impossible for him to find Yang Zhengshan in the vast sea of ​​people.

He searched for a while, but couldn't find it, so he gave up.

Furthermore, he felt that Yang Zhengshan would definitely blend into the crowd after arriving at the Lingxiu Sea.

West of the Stormy Sea, Yang Zhengshan could be considered a prodigy, rising from a humble farmer to a powerful figure who shook the world in just forty years. However, in the Spiritual Sea, this prodigy was utterly insignificant.

According to his thinking, Yang Zhengshan might be able to achieve something in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, but his achievements would be very limited. At most, he would be able to integrate into the many martial arts families in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, just like those small families.

Because he understood very well that it would take an outsider many years to gain a foothold in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty.

Back then, he encountered setbacks everywhere in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty. He first went to the Xuanqing Sect, but he couldn't even get close to the sect's gate, and he didn't even have the right to live in Qingyu City.

Later, he wanted to seek refuge with one of the twelve great families, because apart from the three major clans, only the twelve great families could help him advance further.

Unfortunately, even the twelve noble families looked down on this old geezer.

After wandering around for three years, he arrived at Yushan Town. Since there was no place for him in the Lingxiu Sea, he decided to go somewhere else.

He originally planned to find a merchant caravan in Yushan Town to work for a while, but he never expected to find a treasure.

“That’s right!” Yang Zhengshan replied.

Xuanzhen looked at the Soul Crow with a mixture of astonishment and delight.

To his surprise, he never expected to see Yang Zhengshan again; to his delight, he finally met a true old friend.

Alone in a foreign land, I am a stranger.

Xuanzhen has experienced this feeling quite a bit.

Although he has now embarked on the path of immortality and become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he knows very well that he can never truly integrate into this vast world; his roots are still in that desolate Wanshanling.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land at this moment, Xuanzhen was overjoyed. "It really is you!"

"Haha, of course! Who else but me would care about an old geezer like you?" Yang Zhengshan was also very happy.

Xuanzhen wasn't the only one to meet an old friend in a foreign land; Yang Zhengshan experienced the same thing.

Although he had many old friends around him, he was still happy to have found Xuanzhen.

Xuanzhen was very good at cultivating his inner energy, and his emotions calmed down after a slight surprise.

"You've switched to cultivating immortality?"

“That’s right, didn’t you also switch to cultivating immortality?” Yang Zhengshan said.

Xuanzhen shook his head slightly, "I'm not changing my repair methods."

"What do you mean?"

Xuanzhen gave a wry smile, "This humble Taoist originally cultivated immortal techniques!"

Yang Zhengshan was stunned. "You mean the lineage of Wuzhen Dao Palace is the path of immortality?"

“That’s right!” Xuanzhen closed the door and sat down on the cushion.

Is the lineage of Wuzhen Dao Palace the Dao of Immortality?

Yang Zhengshan found it somewhat unbelievable, but upon closer reflection, it didn't seem impossible.

"To call it the Immortal Path is a bit of an exaggeration. In reality, it's just a few incomplete cultivation techniques. I only discovered that the cultivation technique I was practicing was somewhat different after I came to the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty!" Xuanzhen explained.

"Because of spiritual energy?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

“That’s right. The spiritual energy in Da’an is almost non-existent. Even in my Wuzhen Dao Palace, it is so thin that it is imperceptible. As a result, I have cultivated for a hundred years without even knowing that I am cultivating immortal techniques!” Xuanzhen said.

Yang Zhengshan nodded the crow's head, indicating that he understood.

Whether it's Da'an or the vast sea, both are barren lands, meaning places with extremely thin spiritual energy.

Over there, let alone immortal cultivators, even elemental martial artists would be rendered helpless.

"But you're lucky, you actually have a spiritual aperture!" Yang Zhengshan exclaimed.

"Hehe, yes, I am indeed lucky! But your opportunity seems to be quite significant as well!" Xuanzhen looked at Yang Zhengshan with sparkling eyes.

Yang Zhengshan made the Soul Raven jump around, "But how did you end up joining the Soul-Severing Blade?"

At this point, Xuanzhen's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"Forced into it!"

"Tell me carefully!"

"Back then, I encountered setbacks everywhere, so I thought about leaving the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty and going to other places to find opportunities for breakthroughs. At that time, I didn't know that I was cultivating immortal techniques, so I was still thinking about finding a way to create a golden body through martial arts."

"Until I came to Yushan Town, I accidentally entered an underground cave and encountered the people of the Soul-Severing Blade Sect, no, to be precise, the people of the Impermanent Ghost Sect!"

"The Impermanent Ghost Sect?" Yang Zhengshan had never heard of this sect.

"Yes, the Soul-Severing Blade is just a pawn that the Impermanent Ghost Sect has placed in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty."

"So that's how it is!" He had always felt that the Soul-Severing Blade was extraordinary; it turned out that there was a Impermanent Ghost Sect behind it.

"You go on."

Xuanzhen's gaze turned icy. "At that time, I accidentally stumbled into the formation set up by the Impermanent Ghost Sect and was captured by one of their deacons. Although I explained that I had only stumbled in by accident, that person still humiliated me in every way!"

"Hehe, but later he discovered that I cultivated the immortal path, which gave me an opportunity to enter the Blood Pool of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

Knowing that Yang Zhengshan didn't know what the Blood Pool of Ten Thousand Ghosts was, he specially explained: "The Blood Pool of Ten Thousand Ghosts is a pool of blood formed by the essence and blood of thousands of martial artists. At the same time, it connects with the earth's evil energy and sets up the Great Array of Gathering Yin Ghosts."

"After entering the Blood Pool, I was corrupted by the bloodthirsty aura and ghostly energy. My cultivation level reached the ninth level of Qi Refining in just a few years, but at the same time, my soul was controlled by the Impermanent Ghost Sect!"

Speaking of Xuanzhen, he looked at the soul crow on the incense table.

Yang Zhengshan's mind raced. "You want to break free from the control of the Impermanent Ghost Sect?"

“That’s right!” Xuanzhen nodded slightly.

"How can we break free from their control?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"Break the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gathering Yin Formation, destroy the Blood Pool, and shatter the Ten Thousand Ghosts Blood Jade within it," Xuanzhen said in a chilling tone.

"What is that Ten Thousand Ghosts Blood Jade?"

"It should be some kind of magical artifact. I'm not entirely sure, but I know it's in the Blood Pool of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Anyone who enters the pool will be controlled by it!" Xuanzhen said.

Yang Zhengshan raised the head of the Soul Crow and looked at Xuanzhen. Sure enough, he found a blood-red color deep in Xuanzhen's eyes.

At the same time, he could also sense a trace of sinister energy from Xuanzhen, which proved that Xuanzhen's words were not false.

Xuanzhen told Yang Zhengshan these things in order to get Yang Zhengshan's help.

He didn't have a single friend here, and he couldn't find anyone to help him.

Yang Zhengshan's appearance gave him hope of getting rid of the Impermanent Ghost Sect. Although he didn't know if Yang Zhengshan could help, at least he could discuss some things with Yang Zhengshan.

As for whether Yang Zhengshan would collude with the Wuchang Ghost Sect, Xuanzhen was certain of that. He understood Yang Zhengshan's temperament; given his personality, Yang Zhengshan would certainly not be willing to be manipulated or subordinate to anyone.

Even if Yang Zhengshan was also controlled by the Impermanent Ghost Sect, he would definitely have the same thoughts as him.

"Tell me about the Impermanent Ghost Sect!" Yang Zhengshan said.

Xuanzhen nodded slightly and said, "My understanding of the Impermanent Ghost Sect is limited to the Yin Ghost Division. The Yin Ghost Division has one chief and one deputy chief, as well as six deacons, all of whom are Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

"There are many Yin soldiers controlled by the Yin Ghost Bureau, and I am one of them!"

"The only high-ranking official in the Yin Ghost Division that I have come into contact with is Mo Xuanyu, the Blood Pool Steward!"

Yang Zhengshan's mind immediately turned serious. "What are ghost soldiers?"

“Entering the Blood Pool and receiving its nourishment, one’s soul is controlled by the Myriad Ghost Blood Jade, thus becoming a Yin Soldier. So far, I have come into contact with seven Yin Soldiers, and apart from myself, the others are all Golden Body Realm warriors!” Xuanzhen said.

Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but gasp, "The Impermanent Ghost Sect is actually this powerful?"

"Hmm, very strong, but we're not facing the Impermanent Ghost Sect, just the Blood Pool Deacon of the Underworld, namely the Myriad Ghost Blood Pool and the Soul-Severing Blade!"

(End of this chapter)