Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 261: Kill the gods and warn the devils, let's have some excitement
As night falls, the South Valley is covered with lush green trees, and it is quiet and peaceful.

Xu Yuanchang stepped on the soft green grass and walked into the woods. The grass and trees in the deep valley of Bailin were evergreen, and the scenery was unique.

As he approached, the branches and leaves of three thick red willow trees swayed, and the green leaves made way for a deep passage.

Following the passage that smelled of earth, Xu Yuanchang entered the long-sealed cave. Without stopping, he used the wall-walking technique to drill through the stone wall covered with vines.

In the darkness, he saw everything as normal, looked at the empty stone chamber, and walked to the opposite side.

The next moment his figure disappeared, and he passed through the thick stone slabs below and fell into the narrow cave.

The Nine Illusions Purple Gold Cauldron was placed in the corner, with circles of golden light emanating from the cauldron, reflecting the rippling light on the stone wall.

Zeng Wanglou and Chang Wuhui had made arrangements at that time, and runes appeared on the ground, restricting the vibration of the cauldron.

Xu Yuanchang observed for a moment, and then he made hand gestures like an afterimage, and injected his magic power into the cauldron. As the cauldron vibrated with a humming sound, he disappeared into the cauldron.

When he appeared again, he had already entered the Nine Illusions Palace.

Dark, eerie and dead silent.

Xu Yuanchang made a hand gesture and pointed at the empty space. The magic power wave spread and a gray-white light slowly rose.

A huge shadow with a human body and a goat's head appeared in the middle of the light, with thick silver chains wrapped around its body. In the middle of the goat's head appeared a twisted and hideous ghost face, with its mouth open revealing sharp teeth, and it roared angrily at the human Taoist priest who was standing quietly.

The ghostly voice was silent, and the bright light fluctuated violently like the surface of water, pointing directly at the Taoist priest who finally appeared.

The mountain ghost will vent his immense rage on the culprit who lured him into the trap.

He had already guessed that the two old guys had gone somewhere else and that this opportunity was rare.

"Disperse!"

Xu Yuanchang opened and closed the five fingers of his left hand and pinched them, shouting softly.

Green magic power spread around him, and the ghost sound attack disappeared without a trace when it got within three feet. Even the sneak attack from a wisp of black energy that was meant to make a feint to the east and attack in the west did not succeed and could not get close to Xu Yuanchang at all.

"thunder!"

A flash of lightning appeared at Xu Yuanchang's fingertips.

He practiced the Five Elements Technique and had already mastered the basic spell of using wood energy to generate thunder. Although its power was weak, it was not very useful.

But it is enough to drive the Nine Palace Soul Locking Chain to deal with the arrogant and needy Mountain Ghost General.

Dazzling silver lightning flickered along the thick chain, and the ghost that was punished by the soul-binding lightning let out a shrill scream.

The ghost general will be suppressed in the body of a sheep, and will be unable to resist the torture of the lightning tearing the ghost soul apart.

Xu Yuanchang coldly watched the ghost general struggling and twisting in agony, and a trace of satisfaction arose in his heart. After waiting for a moment, he stopped driving the lightning and dispersed the spell. He said in a low voice: "Shanzhui, when you talk to me from now on, know some etiquette, and don't shout for fighting and killing at every turn. 'I am the knife and you are the meat', and the only one who will suffer is you."

The illusory ghost on the sheep's head twisted and stared at the human Taoist priest, not saying anything for a long time.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

This was not the scenario he had imagined. He was pinned down and beaten up by a junior over a disagreement, and his face was gloomy.

Having just suffered a great loss, the ghost general Shanzui did not dare to bring humiliation upon himself and seek further punishment.

Being surrounded by lightning, it hurts so much.

Xu Yuanchang knew that the unruly ghost general would not easily compromise, and he looked down on a mere ant like him. He did not waste time talking to the ghost general and said, "Shan Zhui, I need to find a certificate for the 'Ghost Market'. Please make one as soon as possible."

He read ancient books and learned that a fifth-level ghost general would be able to create a token of proof to discover ghost markets within a hundred miles.

Of course, a ghost general like Chang Wuhui, who has never been to the ghost world, does not have this ability.

Regardless of whether the mountain ghost general agreed or not, he pinched his fingers again and shouted, "Wei Yu Mountain God, come out!"

Wei Yu’s ugly face, which looked like dry tree bark, appeared on the left side of the sheep-head shadow.

There are different small spaces inside the body of the ram, which suppress Wei Yu and Shan Zui respectively. Otherwise, the mountain god's clone would have been eaten by the ferocious old ghost until nothing would be left.

Wei Yu was no longer as high and mighty as he once was. He had been badly bullied by his bad neighbors over the years and usually did not dare to show his head. He lamented his bad luck in his heart, put on a flattering smile on his face, and said, "I wonder what you want from my friend Xu, to call me out?"

Xu Yuanchang was not hypocritical and polite. He did not need to say anything like "don't hit someone who smiles at you" to Wei Yu. He said, "Where did you hide the half of the treasure house left behind by the Qianjing Dynasty before it was destroyed? How do you open it?"

Now that the conditions were ripe, he began to think about the secrets that Wei Yu had revealed before.

He needed a large amount of rare materials to refine the phantom armor.

He felt extremely happy to blackmail Wei Yu.

Wei Yu's expression froze, and he forced a smile and said, "It's okay to tell you, but I hope you can let me go, little friend Xu. The road is not easy, please give me a way out, and I have other treasures to give you."

Rabbit immediately came out of his den like a cat smelling blood, shouting, "Bring him into the Magic Fairy Ring and let me interrogate him. For a bastard like this, I have a hundred ways to make him reveal his secrets and even take off his underwear."

It was the first time he knew that Xu had hidden such a secret.

He was actually suppressing a mountain god and a fifth-rank ghost general.

The dynasty's treasure house made him salivate with envy.

This was exactly what Xu Yuanchang was thinking. A ray of golden light and a trace of divine consciousness entangled the shadow of Wei Yu, who had nowhere to hide. He activated the Fantasy Immortal Ring and fiercely absorbed the divine power of the unlucky mountain god.

Wei Yu was so scared that his soul flew away. How could this little guy have such a domineering thing?

"Brother Xu, please put away your magical powers and talk nicely..."

"You force me like this, and you refuse to let me live. Even if I die, I will never agree to your request."

Wei Yu struggled as his divine power kept draining away. He chose to be tough to the end. At worst he would die, but he still had his real body alive. Otherwise, if this kid knew the whereabouts of the treasure, his real body would be in danger and his life would be in danger.

He knows what is more important.

The mountain ghost was frightened by the golden light. What a hell! How could a Taoist priest from the lower world drive the divine light of creation?

He disappeared quietly, secretly groaning, because the divine light of creation was the nemesis of ghosts and gods, and he felt that a disaster was imminent.

Xu Yuanchang kept increasing the divine light with an expressionless face. He knew clearly why Wei Yu would not surrender. After a cup of tea, he saw the right moment, made a hand gesture, and released the suppressed Wei Yu alone.

Golden light flashed, and the divine light wrapped around the weak Wei Yu and dragged him towards the Fantasy Immortal Ring.

"Asshole, I'm going to strangle you to death..."

Wei Yu struggled desperately and turned into a monster with twisted roots, trying to break free from the golden light controlled by the hateful boy.

Now that he had gotten rid of the suppression, he had recovered some of his strength.

This is a matter of life and death.

"fire!"

Xu Yuanchang continued to increase the divine light entanglement. A half-crippled mountain god clone was unexpectedly difficult to deal with. Dark green and red flames suddenly ignited the tree trunks, with blazing flames and icy cold intertwined.

The few roots that almost touched Xu Yuanchang were burned to ashes.

"Ouch..."

Wei Yu let out a miserable howl and could no longer withstand the dragging. His entire body was wrapped in golden light and dragged into another dark place. He fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times.

"Haha, you little mountain god clone dares to be so stubborn. Come here and sing a mountain song for me."

The rabbit floated in the air with its legs crossed, laughing strangely as if it was gloating over someone else's misfortune.

Black Rabbit tapped his arm obediently, not looking away.

Wei Yu had just turned over and stood up, his hair roots standing on end. Facing the strange, harmless rabbit emitting colorful light, he tensed up, his hair stood on end, his mouth was dry and he dared not move.

"You're not listening, are you? Get down for me."

Following the lazily scolding of the rabbit, Wei Yu collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, with no room for resistance at all. He realized that the strength of the two sides was very different, and his heart was full of sorrow, so he escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

How could there be such powerful masters in this world, and they are from the Xu group?

“Senior… please spare my life, please spare my life…”

"First, let's talk about the half treasure house left by the Qianjing Dynasty, as well as other treasures. Don't worry, I am not interested in your life. I will rob you of your wealth, not your life. Don't keep me waiting too long. I know about 17 or 18 soul-searching techniques. If you want to try them, we can try them one by one. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

The rabbit was high above and threatening slowly.

He was not in a hurry, so he could just find some fun to kill time. The night was long, so he could slowly do something exciting.

Xu Yuanchang did not continue to spy. He took out several first- and second-level fantasy stones and scattered them everywhere at random. The fantasy stones exploded, and the fantasy power in them would be absorbed by the Nine Fantasy Palace, strengthening the suppression of the Mountain Ghost General.

I had just used the soul-binding lightning and had wasted a lot of phantom energy.

"Ghost General Shan Zhui, please come out and tell us."

Xu Yuanchang said politely.

He slaughtered a mountain god in front of the ghost, believing that the ghost would then learn from the current situation.

A ferocious ghost face appeared on the shadow of the sheep head. The ghost general Shan Zhui was a little cautious and said, "Friend Xu, I don't have the ghost jade to make the certificate. Give me a few pieces of spiritual jade. I will slowly warm them up and transform them into ghost jade, and then make the certificate. Please give me some time."

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, let alone ghosts who cross the line!

He has already seen the consequences of tough confrontation.

Xu Yuanchang used his spiritual sense to take out two pieces of ghost jade from the separate area in the ring space and threw them to the Shanzui Ghost General who was willing to serve. He knew that the Shanzui Ghost General had been robbed by Zeng and Chang and was left with almost nothing.

“How long will it take to be ready?”

"Please wait a moment, I will refine it right away."

The mountain ghost general spewed out a black gas that swept away the ghost jade. In less than thirty breaths, two prepared certificates flew out.

Xu Yuanchang took the black sign and examined it carefully. On the front there was a relief ghost head carved using ghost magic. Inside there was a wisp of ghost energy flowing, forming complex ghost patterns. From the outside, the ghost energy did not leak out.

The ghost general Shan Zhui said, "My specially made ghost cards are infused with enough ghost energy to detect whether there is a 'ghost market' within 200 miles. Fellow Daoist Xu, we can make a deal that is beneficial to both parties. If you let me go, I will pay you a treasure worth 500 crystal stones."

He offered a high price and carefully tested the other party.

His desire for freedom made him unwilling to miss any opportunity.

Xu Yuanchang put the joker card into the ring space for separate storage and said calmly: "Let's talk about it later."

He wanted to go into the ghost market again. In addition to purchasing resources from the ghost world, he also wanted to do business with the Youluo Ghost Inn, spend a large amount of crystal stones, and enter a special area in the ghost world that could speed up the flow of time to practice.

I heard from Yu Fengwu that that kind of place is very expensive except for training by killing high-level ghosts. It costs about one million spirit coins to rent a cave or a yard for training for ten years. It is usually used to break through. If the spiritual energy required is twice that of the outside world, extra money will be required.

Money makes the world go round, and this is vividly demonstrated in the ghost world.

Xu Yuanchang would not negotiate a deal with the Shanzui Ghost General for the time being. He pinched his fingers and a light mist enveloped him, and he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After walking out of the cave, he strolled in the jungle with Liu Xianfeng who appeared quietly, and the two had a secret conversation for a long time.

When Xu Yuanchang returned to the courtyard halfway up the mountain, the moon had risen above the southeast ridge.

The moonlight shines obliquely, and the light and shadows are dim.

The old yellow dog wagged its tail, came closer and sniffed, then slowly walked into the darkness.

Xu Yuanchang walked into the main room, lit the oil lamp, put a few pieces of charcoal in the stove, added water to make tea, and noticed the movement of the ring. He probed with his spiritual sense and said with a smile: "You found out so quickly? Wei Shanshen is not tight-lipped."

Glancing at Wei Yu who was still lying on the ground, he felt no sympathy at all for the seemingly pitiful guy.

Rabbit told Taoist Xu the secret he had found out. He did not worry about the distribution of the treasure after getting it. He would not suffer any loss no matter what the young man Xu gave him. He said with a smile, "The bamboo tube is pouring out beans. Wei Shan Shen is very straightforward, so I have the audacity to ask for a favor for him."

Wei Yu, who was heartbroken, just began to feel a little hope of survival.

The next sentence completely plunged him into the abyss of despair.

"Give him a quick death. Life is not easy."

"it is good!"

Xu Yuanchang agreed and used a roll of golden light to turn the mountain god over. It slammed onto the platform of creation, shining brightly and as if it were a sculpture. Before Wei Yu could howl and curse, he was imprisoned and unable to speak.

He was very skilled in refining the mountain god's clone, erasing its intelligence, and eliminating impurities and obsessions.

Xu Yuanchang spent some time refining it into a pure divine body incarnation.

Compared to the other two incarnations, its strength is much weaker.

The next morning, seeing Xu Shengtian idle, Xu Yuanchang took out the joker card wrapped in black cloth, handed it to his nephew, gave him some instructions, and asked, "When are you going to travel?"

"No hurry, no hurry, Junior Sister doesn't know anything, I'll take care of her for a while."

Xu Shengtian put the ghost jade into his sleeve and dealt with his uncle with a playful smile.

Xu Yuanchang motioned his nephew to walk with him, and said earnestly: "Your behavior of circling around Yunzhu without any ambition will only make her unhappy. I can assert that Yunzhu's cultivation strength will soon surpass yours, so don't take it lightly.

"The troubled times are coming. The good days of free wandering around the beautiful mountains and rivers are coming to an end. We will all go to the battlefield and face the boundless evil black spirits. People will die every day. If you don't cherish the present time, how can you protect Yunzhu and fight alongside her?"

Xu Shengtian was a little dazed. He stopped and asked blankly, "We...are going to the battlefield?"

"Yes, you have been to the county town and many other cities, so you should have seen or heard some gossip. I have been looking for a suitable time to tell you that since you have embarked on this path, there is no room for retreat. On the battlefield, anyone may die, including me."

Xu Yuanchang looked serious.

He wanted to survive and he worked very hard for it.

Even the little tree spirit who loves to play is refining treasures day and night to strengthen his own practice.

"I heard the news. Where are we going to fight?"

"Not far away, we will have to resist the invasion of foreign evil. Haven't you noticed that almost all the three-story monks in all the cities have disappeared? Starting next year, all the independent cultivators and two-story monks will gradually move westward. Only a small number of sect monks will stay. They will be responsible for training qualified children and passing on the torch. A cruel war that lasts for a hundred years requires a steady supply of monks."

Xu Yuanchang walked forward and said, "In Bailin Valley, except for the demon plants that are inconvenient to move and stay behind to guard the house, everyone, including Yuanbao, Xueli and Jinchan, must go to the battlefield. No one can be exempted, and perhaps everyone will die."

Xu Shengtian stood there in a daze.

He learned a lot of skills through reading books and his own understanding, and thought he could do whatever he wanted in the world.

I didn't expect to have to go to the battlefield. Even with Uncle San's strong background, it was unavoidable.

He has only learned how to run away and has not yet learned how to fight.

No matter how much he disliked fighting and killing, he couldn't just watch the delicate and weak Junior Sister Yunzhu fighting in the front, covered in blood, while he was powerless to do anything.

It is unbearable.

"Uncle San, how many years are left?"

"A little over three years."

Xu Yuanchang had already walked far away, with a smile on his face.

He couldn’t understand his nephew and Yunzhu’s aptitude for spiritual cultivation.

But one thing is certain, the speed of cultivation that the two of them burst out is absolutely incredible.

He must be urged.

He could buy the two of them another three or two years to practice.

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(End of this chapter)