From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 81 The details
The sky is brightening.

Chen Xuan left Fox Mountain holding the treasured scroll of mountains and rivers. On his way back, he concentrated on figuring out the use of the treasure.

"Try the effect."

He unfolded a more than one-meter-long scroll of mountains and rivers, letting it float in the air, and then carefully brought the crystal clear jade hairpin close to the surface of the scroll.

"laugh!"

On the surface of the scroll, the beautiful ink-colored mountains and rivers suddenly seemed to come alive, flowing with bright yellow light, generating a huge suction force, sucking the jade hairpin into the scroll.

"It really can."

Chen Xuan's eyes lit up with joy as he saw a jade hairpin mark the size of a fingernail appear on the scroll.

Then, he continued to try. He held one end of the scroll and shook it gently, and put the two most precious items on his body, the purple gold jade bracelet and the mountain ghost jade plate, as well as two strands of Taoist true fire spirit and one true water spirit, into the painting.

He did not use immortal energy to activate the purple gold jade bracelet, so this Taoist-level treasure was also safely swallowed by the Mountain and River Scroll.

"Try using your immortal energy."

Chen Xuan took out the purple gold jade bracelet, used a trace of immortal energy to activate it slightly, and it emitted a purple light.

As a result, the Mountain and River Scroll was no longer able to absorb the activated treasure by its own power.

So, Chen Xuan also used his immortal energy to activate the scroll of mountains and rivers, and only then did he successfully absorb the purple gold jade bracelet again.

"The power to absorb objects is one of the most advanced among the Daoist treasures." A monk from the Demon Suppression Division muttered to himself upon seeing this, with a look of envy on his face.

Treasures are rare, and those that possess the power of the Sumeru mustard seed space only exist in legends. Ordinary immortal monks like them, who have sold their lives to the Demon Suppression Bureau in order to inherit the true scriptures, have never seen such a treasure.

You know, ordinary Taoist monks are not even qualified to own a real treasure.

"A treasure like the Mountain and River Scroll will never be circulated in the world." The snake demon Zi Lin'er, who was waiting at the foot of Fox Mountain, also had a look of shock in his eyes.

"Is it rare?"

Chen Xuan asked.

Zi Lin'er nodded and told Chen Xuan that, firstly, the materials for refining treasures such as the Mountain and River Scroll were very rare and extremely difficult to find in the world; secondly, there were almost no top-level Fire Virtue masters who were willing to spend months or even years to refine a treasure.

This is because, although the physical strength of top-level powerful beings has reached the extreme, their souls will still decay.

The top human beings usually only live for one or two hundred years. Unless someone offers a huge price that cannot be refused, they will not waste a long time to refine a treasure.

Only a fox-like monster like the three-tailed fox Bai Gan Gan, who is born with a powerful spirit and has the fairy pear wine to nourish his soul, would have enough time to refine the scroll of mountains and rivers.

"I really got the upper hand. The fox family are all good ghosts."

Chen Xuan nodded, thinking that although the top-level powerful three-tailed fox had a bad temper, he was generous and magnanimous when doing things, and there was nothing wrong with him.

In this respect, Bai Zi Xiaohu inherited his father's temperament and has the same demeanor as his father.

Chen Xuan exclaimed in praise, then looked at the people in the Demon Suppression Division and said, "This matter is over, you may leave now."

He took the initiative to let the captives go, and was not afraid that these people would return and lead the Demon Suppression Division to attack him.

"Senior, aren't you afraid of letting the tiger return to the mountain?" a cultivator asked subconsciously.

"It would be better if more people from the Demon Suppression Bureau came to seek revenge." Chen Xuan said with a smile.

The more you come, the more treasures you will get, and by then you will have the resources to refine the third treasure.

Chen Xuan did not leave the Southern Wilderness and was not afraid of the top powerful people of the Chu State at all.

The cultivators of the Demon Suppression Division whispered to each other and discussed for a while. Finally, a middle-aged cultivator said, "Senior, I can't wait to leave the Southern Wilderness. Please allow us to rebuild a courtyard for you."

It's not that they feel guilty. The compensation they give can buy even a hundred luxurious courtyards.

But this place is hundreds of miles deep in the southern wilderness, surrounded by ghosts and monsters, and is very dangerous. They do not have the combat power of the Daozang realm and dare not leave alone.

In addition, the snake demon Zi Lin'er was right next to them and was deeply hostile. Once they left Chen Xuan's side, they would be slaughtered by Zi Lin'er within a few miles.

"Ok."

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, then looked at Zi Lin'er and said regretfully, "What about you? It's useless to follow me. No big ghost will be willing to see you."

The other party compensated him with a half-step treasure, and was very generous and friendly.

As the saying goes, "Don't hit someone who smiles at you." Chen Xuan would not expel Zi Lin'er without reason. Zi Lin'er smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist, I have a mission to accomplish. I cannot return without success. I can only wait in the Southern Wilds for the other demon tribes of the Rain Country to arrive."

She was left with nowhere to go. If she left the Southern Wilderness, she might continue to be hunted by the Demon Suppression Division, or even be killed directly by Cui Tianhe, the Lord of Red Crow City. It was too dangerous.

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In the evening of that day, Chen Xuan returned to the Xiaoshi Lake area.

"Rumble..."

The monks of the Demon Suppression Division were very clever. They didn't need Chen Xuan's orders at all and started clearing the ruins under the cover of night.

Zi Lin'er took down the corpses of several snake demons and buried them in the lake. Sad tears flowed from her purple vertical pupils.

"The murderous intent is obvious." Seeing this, the monks from the Demon Suppression Division were frightened and their movements became slower.

Zi Lin'er glanced at them and said nothing.

The monks from the Demon Suppression Division lowered their heads and silently approached Chen Xuan who was practicing by the lake, as if this could give them a sense of security.

Chen Xuan didn't care about the conflict between them. He was concentrating on practicing the Huangliang Sutra.

Five days later.

The lakeside has been completely renovated, and an antique courtyard has appeared. Someone in the Demon Suppression Bureau is skilled in carpentry and leads the monks to work diligently and responsibly.

"Ah! The new house is built!"

The colorful bird was very excited. It carried mud to build a nest under the eaves and brought its wife and children here to settle down.

The little bird had only experienced one metamorphosis and was too weak to defeat the wolves and tigers in the mountains. Moreover, his wife and children were not yet spiritual and could not even speak human language, so he took shelter here.

Chen Xuan did not refuse and warned: "The lakeside is very dangerous, you have to be smart."

The little bird nodded quickly and said, "We'll flee if we see danger. We can fly, and if we find anything wrong in the mountains, we'll tell our benefactor, the boss."

The little bird knew that Chen Xuan had killed a great cultivator in the Daozang realm and his strength had grown stronger. He believed that there was no place safer than here in the outskirts of the Southern Wilderness.

Soon after.

Yan Yushu sent a message through the talisman: "Recently, many outsiders have come to Chiya City and are about to enter the Southern Wilderness."

Chen Xuan nodded and immediately asked, "You have completed the Daozang and are leaving Chiya City?"

She and Lu Zhuan practiced the Water Virtue Yingyu Sutra. If they stayed in Chiya City, they would inevitably be hostile to the Fire Virtue monks who flocked there.

Yan Yushu said, "I'll give it to you again in a few days, and then I'll leave."

Chen Xuan thanked him and then asked curiously, "You've mastered the Yingyu Sutra, so you won't grow ugly fish scales on your body, will you?"

Yan Yushu was stunned when he heard this, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you thinking? How could I practice those inferior demonic scriptures? The True Scripture of the Fish is a superior immortal scripture of Master Lu Zhuan. The condensed Taoist canon is called [Fish Tears]. The Dinglu Realm can cultivate the perfect [Fish Swallowing the Sun Divine Body]!"

Chen Xuan was stunned when he heard this. He thought to himself that City Lord Lu Zhuan was just a little kid, and his cultivation didn't seem like a normal person. He pondered for a moment and replied, "Let's meet in a few days to discuss it in detail."

He had to see Yan Yushu for the last time, there were some things he had to do.

There is the Huangliang Sutra in the Huangliang Dream, there is the Longevity Sutra in the Longevity Seed, what is hidden in the Six Desire Heavens?
Chen Xuan needs to open his eyes wide and see Yan Yushu’s true background!

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Another day passed.

The monk from the Demon Suppression Division took advantage of Zi Lin'er's absence and was about to say goodbye to Chen Xuan and leave when suddenly, a red paper bird flew over.

"Senior, I'm afraid we'll have to stay here for a while longer."

Chen Xuan asked in confusion: "Why?"

The monk from the Demon Suppression Division held the unfolded paper with the paper bird in his hand and replied with a grim expression:

"The Ninth Princess of the Jiang Family and the Young Master of the Qinghe Cui Family are about to enter the Southern Wilderness."

(End of this chapter)