Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 289: Illusionist is not afraid of melee

Xu Shengtian, who was traveling day and night, found that he had deviated from the direction and the sky was already dawning.

He was flying in the air, holding the geomancy map given to him by his uncle, comparing it with the mountains and rivers below. He scratched the back of his head. He couldn't find anyone in the vast mountains. He wanted to find out where in Shanyang Country he was now.
With his back to the pale sky, he continued flying westward.

He planned to fly out of the mountains and go to the town to ask for directions.

After a hundred miles, Xu Shengtian suddenly stopped. He keenly sensed the sound of a fight coming from dozens of miles to the right.

He hurriedly used his magical powers to observe. He was on good terms with the rocks and could immediately tell that there was a mountain god using large-scale earth magic to suppress something. The fight between the two sides was fierce, which made him think of the black spirit that had escaped.

When his senior sister sent him a message yesterday, she reminded him to be careful on the road to avoid encountering the Black Spirit masters who had fled to the inland dynasty.

With a sharp roar, circles of ochre light surrounded Xu Shengtian's body and he sped up to fly north.

"I am a monk from the Daning Dynasty, passing by here. Does fellow Taoist Shanshen need help?"

"Fellow Daoist, you have arrived just in time. Please help me suppress the fifth-order black spirit and do not let it escape. I have already notified Xiyuan Gucheng that reinforcements will arrive soon."

A hurried voice came from under the mountain.

In the valley filled with yellow fog, columns of explosion dust and black air rose up, rocks cracked, and trees within a dozen miles shook violently.

Xu Shengtian flew closer, observed, and threw the ochre-colored jade plate toward the place where the noise was loudest in the valley.

The jade plate turned into a shadow ten feet in size, and with a "bang", it hit a ball of black gas that was struggling violently and trying to break out, and knocked the black spirit that almost escaped back to the ground.

“Heavy pressure!”

Xu Shengtian had only had this treasure for three days and could only use it in a simple way.

The shadow of the jade plate shrank to about ten feet in size and slowly pressed toward the ground.

With the toughness of the Shinto magic weapon, there is no need to worry about it being smashed from the inside by the fifth-level black spirit in a short period of time. He can feel the black spirit's desperate efforts and despair.

The mountain god here got a chance to catch his breath. He first freed his hands to pile up another suppressed fourth-level black spirit with the power of the mountain to prevent it from escaping, and then drove the phantoms of the nearby hills to move and press heavily on the top of the valley.

A skinny old man appeared on the top of the mountain and bowed to the young cultivator who was pressing down in the air with his fingers. He said, "I am Zhong Pan, the mountain god guarding Xiaozhong Mountain in Qizhou, Shanyang Country. Thank you for your help, Taoist friend. May I ask your name?"

"Mr. Zhongshan is very polite. I am Xu Shengtian, a junior student. I am here to greet you, senior. I have heard Mr. Mo, the Mr. Pingqianshan, mention you many times."

"Haha, so we are one family. I haven't been out for many years. Is Brother Mo doing well now?"

The skinny old man seemed extremely happy. He knew that his helpers would come soon to deal with the guy who had escaped here to cause trouble.

He just needs to suppress it and prevent the black spirit from escaping.

These nasty guys took advantage of the dynasty's weakness and wanted to massacre ordinary people, disrupt order, and create panic in order to mobilize the Xiyuan monks and create an opportunity to escape back to the channel.

"Mr. Mo can drink and sleep well. He is in good health. He occasionally misses a few old friends and asked me to visit them one by one when I travel."

"When the war is over, I will go out for a walk and ask Brother Mo for some good wine."

The two of them got along very well, and together they made use of the terrain and the mountain to suppress the two black spirits so that they could not make any waves.

About a quarter of an hour later, three fifth-level monks who were patrolling Shanyang State received a message from Xiyuan and rushed to Xiaozhong Mountain. Without much effort, they took care of the suppressed fifth-level black spirit and captured a fourth-level survivor.

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Xu Yuanchang stayed in the Dingzhou base named "Gem City" in the dark world, and in a blink of an eye, it was the fifth day.

The long and narrow city is about a hundred miles in size, and is connected by large and small formations to form a progressive whole.

Most of the cultivators in Gucheng were recruited into the dark world. They were busy everywhere, raising dust, constructing small formations, building caves, houses, and attics, and creating more thunder pools, sword pools, etc. No one was idle.

Xu Yuanchang’s daily task was to follow Meng Shanhe and his inseparable Gu Yunzhu and patrol back and forth outside the city.

He did not waste time and multitasked, using the Creation Altar to refine a large amount of fourth- and fifth-level materials. With the help of Lao Li, he advanced the three incarnations to the fourth level in just a few days. The broken fourth-level Yin God incarnation was then nurtured again.

Extract the essence of the materials and continue to stack the phantom armor on your body.

The masters who went out to wipe out the remaining Black Spirits returned one after another to their busy base.

The Old Sword Master, Wu Bai, Wei Zhizuo and the former master of the Monster Catching Mountain, Lin Jin, flew out of the city, bringing with them the smiling Xu Shengtian, and the group landed on a nearby hill.

After greeting his third uncle, Xu Shengtian moved closer to his junior sister and chatted with her.

The old swordsman handed Xu Yuanchang a wooden box about a foot long with a seal on it, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Feng Wu has to defend the city, she has no time to go out, please ask me to bring you a gift."

Xu Yuanchang took the wooden box with both hands, ignored the ambiguous looks from the group of old frivolous people, and put the box into his storage bag.

The old swordsman handed over five bags and said, "Yuan Chang played a great role in thwarting the black spirits' conspiracy this time. Senior Great Demon killed more than 7,000 black spirits, but half of them were destroyed without leaving any residue. After counting and sorting, there are more than 3,200 third- and fourth-level soul beads left, more than 1,000 of which were damaged. There are also a large number of various types of black spirit world materials. They are all your spoils of war."

A ban has been imposed on this area on the hill.

Xu Yuanchang took the bags with a smile and said, "Yuanchang, you are so shameless. I will not refuse."

Lao Li in the ring space was impatient and urged: "Hurry up and throw it in. I will help you count and classify it, and then use the Creation Divine Platform to clean and refine some of it to strengthen the protection of your phantom armor. These little guys are confused in fighting, but they are decisive in doing things."

There is money to be made every time he takes action, so how can he not be anxious?

Moreover, he had already seen clearly that old man Yanshan was about to take back the Creation Altar in the Fantasy Immortal Ring.

This heaven-defying thing can push Xu Yuanchang to the top level of cultivation in the lower realm in a short period of time. As long as there are a large amount of resources for refining, the speed of cultivation will be as fast as flying.

However, that comes at the cost of exhausting one's inner strength, and one will realize how powerful it is when one ascends.

Old man Tiandao often takes naps, and if you are targeted, you will be doomed.

He has experienced a lot and is a bystander who sees things clearly. He saw through everything some time ago, but couldn't say anything. He can follow Xu Xiaozi and enjoy the good life, but he can avoid being struck by lightning.

After seeing off the three old sword masters, Lin Jin, the former master of the Monster Catching Mountain, stayed behind.

Meng Shanhe knew that he couldn't drive away the shameless old man, so he pulled Xu Yuanchang and said directly: "Yuanchang, you have made a fortune all of a sudden, and you don't need so many soul beads for a while. Can you lend a hundred soul beads to your uncle, and I will return them to you after I kill and seize them in the future?"

Lin Jin smiled and said, "Yuan Chang is the pride of our Monster Hunting Mountain. We can't favor one over the other."

Xu Yuanchang readily lent each of them 100 soul beads, 20% of which were fourth-level beads. These rare items now will definitely not be rare in the future.

He really couldn't use so many soul beads at once, so he could use the two of them as shields to prevent others from speaking.

Returning to the courtyard inside the city, Xu Yuanchang walked into the quiet room.

In the ring space, Lao Li had already cleaned up all the soul beads. He suggested that the more than one thousand damaged soul beads be thrown into the Creation Altar in batches for refining. Among them, several fifth-level soul beads were seriously damaged.

Xu Yuanchang took out the gift Yu Fengwu had given him, erased the seal, opened the wooden box, and inside was a set of fourth-level green Taoist robes. Perhaps, Yu Fengwu saw that he was still wearing a third-level treasure robe, which was not protective enough and was injured by a fifth-level black spirit, so he specially gave him a set of high-level goods.

After putting on the new robe and new shoes, Xu Yuanchang felt good. He couldn't understand Lao Li's eagerness for quick success and said, "Are you hiding something from me? More than 1,300 soul beads, even if some of them are damaged, after being refined by the Creation Divine Platform and used to strengthen the phantom armor and feed the Yin-Yang Fire, it is more than enough to kill me twenty or thirty times."

"After the soul beads are damaged, you must use them up as soon as possible, or sell them. All the energy you don't need should be given to me. I will recover my cultivation as soon as possible. The next time the black spirit army comes, I will show my skills and fight off the enemy."

Lao Li patted his chest loudly, looking righteous.

Xu Yuanchang thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's give it a try."

He joked again, "Lao Li, if you take the benefits and run away, I will suffer a great loss."

Old Li was exposed for his dark heart, but he remained calm and said, "It's so tiring to be friends with you. I don't know what old man Yanshan sees in you. We should be open-minded and treat each other sincerely."

Xu Yuanchang chuckled and threw thirty severely damaged soul beads on the Creation Altar. About a quarter of an hour later, he gave the refined liquid mass to Lao Li. He considered feeding Lao Li first. With more than a thousand soul beads as a base, Lao Li would be filled up even if he was a bottomless pit, and the black spirit army could come back at any time.

Many of the dark spirits that escaped into the dark world that day witnessed the three-legged turtle attack only three times and then fly away towards the thunder.

The conflict between Black Spirit and Qianfang Realm is irreconcilable, and a war between the two sides is inevitable.

Lao Li smacked his lips and shouted, "Come again. If you still can't taste it, put fifty on top."

Xu Yuanchang was busy from the afternoon until late at night, refining more than a thousand broken soul beads, and only stopped when he made the stubborn Old Li burp.

The next morning, Xu Yuanchang finished his homework and continued to refine the soul beads to feed the Yin-Yang Fire and stack the phantom armor, trying to use it to improve his cultivation. There was no need for him to go out for inspection.

He is now somewhat dependent on the Altar of Creation. This thing is so useful and has the power to transform decay into something magical.

The pure energy quickly boosted his cultivation and soul power, making him immersed in it.

It wasn't until there was a loud knock on the door outside that he was awakened from his happiness.

"Uncle San, the Black Spirit army has returned. The seniors ask you to go to the top of the city to discuss a strategy to repel the enemy."

Xu Shengtian's voice was filled with nervousness and excitement.

Opening the door, Xu Yuanchang walked out of the quiet room with a calm expression. The sky was already dimming. Unconsciously, a day had passed. His cultivation had advanced to the middle stage of the fourth floor without him noticing. His strength was solid and seemed to have been honed through thousands of trials.

Let him marvel.

"Lao Li, the Black Spirit Army is coming. If it's inconvenient for you, you can retreat after a few days."

"'Keep your word and do it' is one of my few strengths. Put me outside the city and keep your eyes open to see how I show my power in front of thousands of troops."

Li Dan crawled out of his small den, his figure grew larger, he put his hands on his hips and spoke boldly.

He swallowed too many good things in a short period of time, and he felt a little bloated if he didn't move around.

In fact, I don’t want to leave. I want to stay in the Fantasy Fairy Ring and enjoy the benefits for a while.

The damned black spirit came running to his door to urge him to leave, so he had to leave.

Xu Yuanchang had long been accustomed to Lao Li's abnormal behavior, as it had been like this for a long time. He nodded to Gu Yunzhu who was waiting in the yard, and the three of them flew over the East City ten miles away.

Through the hazy and shining formation, one could see endless black clouds floating twenty miles away under the dim sky.

On the ground below the black clouds, huge monsters slowly walked over.

The power of his steps on the ground stirred up gusts of howling wind.

"The three forces have gathered all the tough and resistant monsters here. They have repeatedly determined that we are soft persimmons and come to offend us. I don't know if they will bully another one."

Meng Shanhe and Xu Yuanchang nodded and whispered.

The old swordsman shook his head and said, "They suffered a big setback here, and they wanted to take revenge, so they confronted us head-on." He looked at Xu Yuanchang and asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

The Black Spirit team was badly beaten last time, but the loss of their sixth-level masters was not great, and they still had an overwhelming advantage over them.

At present, the formation of the Gem City is not stable yet and it needs some time to debug and repair it.

After receiving Lao Li's confirmation, Xu Yuanchang replied in a voice transmission: "You can arrange several thousand-man teams to prepare and decide whether to attack based on the situation. The strength of the monster team should not be underestimated."

The old sword master immediately passed down the order.

Xu Yuanchang transmitted the message: "I have to go out of the city to summon that senior."

The old swordsman laughed loudly and said proudly, "Let's go out and say hello to the invading enemy."

He was the first to fly out of the city defense formation, and the others followed one after another, causing cheers from the monks defending the city and boosting their morale.

Xu Yuanchang was sandwiched in the crowd. With a thought, he used his spiritual sense to roll up Lao Li, who was standing still in the ring space, and threw him into the air a hundred feet away. He looked at the place where colorful lights were blooming and fluctuating.

"he came!"

Xu Yuanchang warned everyone in a low voice.

Li Dan, who looked very cool, appeared in the air, his clothes fluttering and his eyes full of colorful colors. He waved his hand to Gu Yunzhu who was behind the crowd and said with a smile, "Xin Zi, we haven't seen each other for thousands of years. Now that we have some free time, let's sit down and reminisce about the past."

Gu Yunzhu smiled and nodded, saying, "Brother Li, I will beat the drum to cheer you on!"

She got a meter-long war drum from somewhere, threw it into the air, and swung her right fist into the air.

"Boom!"

The drum beats were deafening and the high-pitched sound shook the sky.

As Gu Yunzhu pinched and pointed towards the sky with his left hand, a ray of golden-blue starlight fell on Li Dan.

"Haha, thank you for your support. I'm leaving now."

Li Dan laughed loudly and turned into a figure all over the sky. The next moment, he had swept into the confused black clouds and monster team twenty miles away. He once said that illusionists are not afraid of melee, and the more opponents there are, the more they can fish in troubled waters.

He wanted to show the little guy who claimed to be an illusionist but was actually a jack of all trades what real fighting was like!
The monster and the black cloud were suddenly in chaos.

They regarded each other as enemies and killed each other, making the world a mess.

The beating of the war drums became more and more rapid, one after another, so tight that it was hard to breathe.

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(End of this chapter)