Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 265 Asking for Guidance

Deep in Pingqian Mountain, there is a quiet valley.

A short and fat old man, less than three feet tall, squatted on a tree stump, with a mountain-chasing stick casually stuck diagonally into the ground. He drank the good wine that Xu Shengtian had given him, and squinted his eyes as he watched the young man more than ten feet away, who was performing a spell with his divine hand gestures.

As Xu Shengtian chanted the incantation in a strange melody, a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the valley.

The leaves swayed and the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

The short and fat old man was stunned. He quickly drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp and looked up to carefully observe the changing weather in the sky.

"Oh my god, this kid is almost successful in his first attempt at learning how to cast a spell to summon a god!"

He was quite curious about Xu Shengtian, who had a congenital divine body.

What kind of extraordinary incarnation of a god can be invited down?
A ray of golden light suddenly fell into the valley and transformed into a mighty god with a human face and leopard patterns, about three meters tall. He was wearing a divine armor with mottled black and yellow patterns. Rays of golden light swirled back and forth, making the god's face a little blurry.

The voice of the divine man was as loud as thunder, and he shouted, "Divine Cultivator, why did you invite me to come here?"

The sound echoed in the valley, forming waves of sound one after another.

The trees and the sound of the wind stopped strangely.

The short and fat old man hurriedly jumped off the tree stump seat, touched his chest and bowed, not daring to look around anymore.

He had just taught Xu Shengtian the ancient "God-inviting Spell". He had performed it many times many years ago, but there had not been any response at all, let alone the ability to "reach the ears of heaven" and invite the gods to the shrine. He guessed that it required certain conditions, rather than the magic spells and rituals.

I let Xu kid give it a try today, and sure enough... it scared even this little mountain god.

Xu Shengtian looked up curiously at the god he had invited down to the mortal world for the first time. He could feel the fierce power of the god close at hand, and he bowed and said, "Xu Shengtian, the god cultivator, pays homage to the Lord God. I have not yet asked for your name?"

He hadn't even thought about what to ask the gods to do.

You can't just tell the gods directly and ask them to give it a try and see how it works.
If he told the truth, he would be beaten. With his weak body, a slap as wide as a door panel would hit him...the scene was quite tragic.

"I am Wu Luo. I just had a sudden impulse and sensed that someone was calling for help from the gods, so I sent a separate body down to the mortal world."

The mighty god seems ferocious and domineering, but he seems easy to talk to.

The short and fat old man looked miserable and didn't dare to raise his head, let alone send a message to urge Xu Shengtian to find a reason to send the famous "Wu Luo Divine Man" back.

It is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. If one of them handles it improperly, both of them will suffer.

He didn't expect that Xu Shengtian was so lucky that he could even invite the clone of the ancient mountain god Wu Luo. It was said that this person had a bad temper, unparalleled combat power, and a great reputation. There was once a legend that he could "suppress the powerful with one punch."

A cultivator who can be honored as the Great One must have the eighth or ninth level of cultivation.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power of the ancient mountain god Wu Luo is.

There was no such character as "Wu Luo" in the classics that Xu Shengtian had read, but he was able to read people's expressions and saw that the nearby Mo Lao mountain god was respectfully huddled up like a shrimp, not daring to straighten his back. He knew that the person he was inviting this time was a great god.

His mind raced as he said, "The lower world is now deserted, and I have no place to study. I have difficulty making any progress in my cultivation, so I have alarmed the Lord God. I would like to ask for your guidance."

The short and fat old man almost fainted.

There is a price to pay for asking gods for help. You are asking for something too big by talking nonsense. Are you going to pay with your life later?

He risked being noticed by the great god Wu Luo, and reminded him through voice transmission: "Let's talk about etiquette first..."

Without raising his head, he was swept by an invisible gaze. The hairs on Pingqian Mountain God's body stood on end, and his whole body was icy cold. He did not dare to rush to send a message.

The next moment, the short and fat old man appeared in the Pingqian Mountain Temple fifty miles away, sitting upright on the altar, motionless like a clay sculpture.

"Okay, send the annoying little god away. No one will disturb our conversation."

The mighty god looked at the young man who came to him for study with great interest. The little guy was quite brave.

There were also younger generations who practiced the Way of Heaven and Earth in the lower world, which made him feel familiar. He said, "According to the rules of inviting gods, you have to pay something. I can teach you a basic divine art."

Xu Shengtian understood that this was a "courtesy" and said, "As long as you don't take my life, you can take whatever you like."

The god laughed loudly, and a ray of divine power floated out of Xu Shengtian and was taken away. He said: "I will accept the remaining medicinal power of the Thousand Soul Liquid in your body. Next time you call on the gods, depending on the severity of the matter, be prepared to pay the "etiquette" first. Otherwise, it will be your soul that will be extracted, which is more painful than taking your life."

He saw that the little fellow understood nothing.

Just a reminder.

It’s good not to understand, it’s a good place to paint on a blank piece of paper.

Xu Shengtian felt a sense of emptiness and bowed: "Thank you, Lord God, for your teachings. I will keep them in mind!"

He understood the hidden meaning behind Senior God's words. If the etiquette was in place, he could ask the gods to kill high-level opponents.

The divine man then waved his hand and said, "I will pass on the divine formula to you. How much you can comprehend depends on your talent. I am leaving now."

He left as soon as he said that, and a beam of golden light broke through the air.

The clone's trip to the mortal world consumed a lot of resources, so this transaction was a huge loss.

But if he is happy, God can't do anything about it.

Xu Shengtian stood still without moving, his mind filled with the evolution of a complex and profound magic formula, which was so profound and intricate that it attracted the surging power of heaven and earth. He had fallen into a state of ecstasy and could not extricate himself.

In the Pingqian Mountain Temple, the mountain god who had been sitting motionless on the altar finally moved his eyes and slowly exhaled a long breath.

It can be said that the divine man has been sent away.

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A gentle breeze blows in the Liushan courtyard.

The space in the Fantasy Fairy Ring is a performance field about fifty meters in size, with two groups of bean soldiers fighting in a formation.

In the sky and on the ground, the battle was fierce and the magic power was splashing everywhere.

Xu Yuanchang had a solemn look on his face. He used the "Puppet Soldiers Combined Technique" to control two groups of twelve bean soldiers each. He was very busy fighting one-on-one, three-on-one siege, or sending reinforcements to rescue.

The black and white-striped bean soldiers held knives and, at the cost of their own energy, engaged in a desperate fight with the dark red bean soldiers holding guns. From time to time, bean soldiers were blown into powder in the air.

As the number of second-level bean soldiers on both sides continued to decrease.

The fight reached its final stage, and each of them absorbed the bean soldier powder and expanded into a two-foot-tall shadow.

The black and white bean soldiers were standing one after another in a long line. The bean soldier in front held the knife with both hands and swung it fiercely. The knife light whistled through the air, and two bean soldiers with guns who retreated several feet away were chopped to death in succession.

The only five remaining spear-wielding soldiers huddled together into a ball, with the tips of their spears pointing outward to chop at the swords from the opposite side.

They rolled down from the air and fought hand to hand in an intense and fierce battle.

The bored rabbit was watching intently, shouting, "Lancers, kill the swordmen, don't engage in a head-on collision, roll over from the flank, weaken and strangle them layer by layer... Good job, haha, four against three, we'll win!"

As soon as he finished speaking, light flashed on the three broken weapons at the same time.

Several "bang bang bang" explosions merged into a huge bright light, illuminating the entire space above the ring.

Wherever the light wave passed, both sides perished, and a cloud of dust rose into the air.

"Uh... no, Xu boy, why can't you afford to lose?"

The rabbit shouted anxiously: "Come on, come on. This time I will play with you myself. I choose the Sharp Rock Spirit Bean Spearman. Just wait and see how I torture you." Xu Yuanchang outside the ring rubbed his forehead with his fingers. It was too exhausting.

He used his spiritual sense to control the twenty-four bean soldiers and tried various tactical combinations to fight back. After a long time, he couldn't stand it anymore and was about to lose control, so he just went all in.

I also discovered that the "Puppet Soldiers Combined Technique" was used to control the bean soldiers to fight, but the most powerful technique was the Explosion Technique.

It is simple, crude and extremely powerful, but it requires some close combat tactical coordination, such as the death spiral.

"Lao Li, we've run out of spirit beans. Let's do it next time. I usually don't bully old people, but you're the one who's looking for trouble. If you lose, don't throw your head on the ground or roll around like a spoiled child."

"Ha, boy, you are so arrogant. I will make you a bean soldier."

"No need. We fight fairly in the arena. We take revenge when there is revenge and we avenge injustices. Everyone speaks based on their abilities."

"Okay, just because of what you said, I won't bother you when I go out next time."

"Lao Li, come out first before you talk big."

"I take back what I said just now. Hehe, wait until I get out of here, you will be in trouble."

"Provocation doesn't work on me. Try something new next time."

"..."

Three months passed in a flash. After being baptized by the dynasty's fortune, Xu Yuanchang felt more and more ecstatic, with a new kind of transcendental temperament. He bowed to He Yu and said goodbye, then went down the mountain and returned to the capital.

After moving into the guest house of Sitian Temple, Xu Yuanchang first went to visit Elder Mei who was still very busy.

Mei Yuanjian took out a bag, pushed it across the table, and said with a smile: "Don't complain about the small amount. The amount of the reward is determined by Deputy Hall Master Meng. It is 100 crystal marrow stones, five third-level crystal stones and five third-level phantom stones, and five three-break-four auxiliary pills."

Xu Yuanchang laughed, put away the bag, and said, "Master Meng, you are so polite. I appreciate it."

Such a generous reward, especially five rare medicinal pills, which cannot be bought even with money and need to be exchanged for merit, was definitely given because of the complete old elm tree material and the fact that he did a good job without damaging the veins at the root of the Xianqiaoling Mountain.

Although he no longer cared about a mere hundred crystal stones.

Mei Yuanjian poured a cup of tea for the man opposite him and asked in a voice transmission, "Deputy Palace Master Meng asked me to ask you if you have received the Life-granting Plate?"

Xu Yuanchang knew that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded slightly and said, "What does Uncle Meng mean?"

"Deputy Palace Master Meng told you not to sell the Mission Disk easily. If you can't use it, he will help you find a good buyer and won't let you get cheated on the price. He said, 'The meat is rotten in the pot, so it won't be sold cheaply to outsiders.'"

"Okay, I see."

After coming out of the Sitian Palace, Xu Yuanchang walked to the largest treasure shop nearby and spent a lot of money to buy double-veined spirit beans and sharp rock spirit beans. Unfortunately, if he wanted to buy third-level spirit beans, he had to go to Xiyuan Market, where he had no choice.

The rabbit rubbed his hands and shouted: "Xu Yuanchang, go back and play with bean soldiers. I don't believe I can't cure you."

Xu Yuanchang walked down the street calmly and asked, "Lao Li, do you know the magic spell of 'Throwing beans to turn into soldiers'?"

"No, I haven't learned it."

The rabbit also has times when he doesn't know something, so he said confidently, "Show me that magic spell, just one look."

Xu Yuanchang threw the secret book to the rabbit, and the sound of flipping pages could be heard.

The rabbit finished reading it at a very fast speed. He didn't need to read it a second time or think about it for a moment.

"This magic spell is actually more Shinto, combining Taoism and magic to stimulate the energy consumption inside the spirit beans to fight. It's quite interesting, but the second-level spirit beans can't support it for long. Xu Yuanchang, you should buy more third-level spirit beans to have more fun."

"Level 3 Spirit Beans are very expensive. One bean costs a hundred Spirit Coins. I can't afford it."

Xu Yuanchang refused outright, not because he was reluctant to spend the money.

With his current cultivation level, he couldn't control a few third-order bean soldiers, and couldn't compare with the rabbits. He wouldn't do that simply by using his own weaknesses to bully them.

After returning to their residence, both sides agreed on the rules and each sent out twenty bean soldiers.

The winner was decided in less than a cup of tea. The rabbit, who had been shouting so loudly, was defeated miserably, separated and strangled by Xu Yuanchang's endless tactics. The loss of twenty to two made the rabbit feel ashamed, so it went back to its nest to torment the black rabbit.

In the following days, the rabbit fought and was defeated again and again, but kept fighting.

He doesn't understand the "Puppet Soldiers Combined Art" battle formation, but he can learn from it.

Relying on his powerful spirit and meticulous control, Rabbit learned a lot of experience from practice, and gradually narrowed the battle loss ratio to twenty to fifteen. It was difficult to make any progress afterwards because the second-level bean soldiers had too little energy, which was not enough for him to exert his advantage.

When the force expanded to thirty to thirty, the rabbits were defeated miserably again and had to adapt their tactics again.

Half a month later, the Rabbits once again narrowed the battle losses to twenty to thirteen.

In addition to his normal homework every day, Xu Yuanchang refined the materials one by one, transitioning from the third level to the fourth level. He used the absorbed energy to nourish the Yin-Yang Fire and the incarnation, and the phantom armor slowly took shape.

The rabbit lost interest in the end, and the fight finally became a competition of military tactics.

It will be very exciting for him to get the fifth-level and sixth-level spirit bean materials and play high-end games.

It is impossible to go to the lower world, and one must ascend to the upper world.

On the day off, Shi Wangchen, Zhao Jun, Bi He, Qi Xingshan and others who had already received the letter came to visit, including Zhu Zongshan.

It's a rare occasion for everyone to get together, drink tea, have fun, and exchange gossip they've heard.

Xu Yuanchang treated everyone to a meal at noon, and after the banquet, everyone said goodbye and left.

They also have to visit other places, and some arrangements must be made as soon as possible. It is said that they will set out for the Western Plains Holy Land at the end of the year.

Zhu Zongshan stayed.

This meeting meant that he officially joined Bailin Valley and had the support of Dengxianguan.

Xu Yuanchang asked about the contents of some military books and inquired about Zhu Zongshan's understanding of the "Impermanence Military Book".

He also looked through the military manuals he had on hand, and applied the art of war to the deployment of soldiers, so he was considered an expert. He was very satisfied with Zhu Zongshan's detailed reply.

He said that he would recommend Zhu Zongshan to the higher authorities later so that he could get the opportunity to command the troops and let him seize it.

Before leaving, Zhu Zongshan couldn't help but ask the question in his heart, "Elder, where did you get our Chang family's 'Impermanence Card'?"

Through research, he already knew that the plaque was not an old item from hundreds of years ago, but it was indeed a genuine Wuchang plaque.

Xu Yuanchang laughed and said, "I have seen your ancestor, do you believe it?"

Zhu Zongshan showed an excited look on his face and said hurriedly: "I believe it, absolutely. Tell me... where is the ancestor now?"

He gained a hint of mystery from the Impermanence Card, which opened his mind and enabled him to break through to the third level. He was able to learn the essence of the military book left by the ancestor in the Impermanence Card, and he was very grateful to Elder Xu.

His cousin Zhu Zunquan did not receive the favor of the Impermanence Card, so it was impossible for him to come by force.

"He was forced to practice the way of ghosts and is now in the underworld. Perhaps you will have a chance to meet again in the future."

"Okay, okay, thank you for telling me the truth, Elder."

Zhu Zongshan inquired in detail about some of the situations of his own ancestors. After listening to Elder Xu's description and finding that it was consistent with the family records, he bowed solemnly and left.

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(End of this chapter)