Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 310 Invitation, Risk
"Xianfeng, look at Xu Shengtian. He has no distractions and is completely focused on practicing the way of gods and understanding the secrets. He has been studying his three treasures for years. Every three to five years, he goes out to practice and hone his skills. His cultivation level is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye..."

"You're here again, Grandma Jiao Teng, you're not old, how come you're even more nagging than Fellow Daoist Xu?"

Liu Xianfeng, who was running and playing wildly with Xueli, the old yellow dog and the toad, was caught red-handed by Grandma Jiaoteng. She made excuses for herself.

"I will not feel at ease until the young master comes back. It has been almost twenty years. Old Li fell in the great calamity, and Sister Yunzhu never came back. I don't know what has hurt the young master... Sister Yu also forbade me to go out to visit her. You are hiding it from me, right? If I don't play to distract myself, what else can I do?"

Jiao Teng, who had silver hair and a face like a middle-aged woman, sneered and exposed: "Zeng Shanlang told you personally that his master was in seclusion in Wuxian Mountain to break through. Don't you believe what that honest boy said? In my opinion, you are trying to be lazy. There are only more than 50 years left before the next Flower Festival. How can you go to the Flower Realm if you don't advance to the fifth level?"

Liu Xianfeng waved his hand and let the snow particles go play by themselves. He sighed and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet. If I really go to the flower world..."

She would be sad and upset if she couldn't see Fellow Daoist Xu and her friends.

Suddenly I looked up towards the southwest sky and saw three black spots flying quickly towards me at night.

She planted flowers and plants ten miles away from Fucai Ridge, and they were all reported to her by the gods.

"It's Fellow Daoist Xu. He has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. He's amazing!"

Jiao Teng also noticed the movement in the distance, took a closer look, and was filled with admiration, thinking that he was a genius.

Of course, it is closely related to a batch of rare treasures sent by the mysterious fellow Daoist Li. There is a saying in human history that "when the time comes, heaven and earth will work together", which couldn't be more apt.

In addition to one's own efforts, luck, opportunity and external forces are all indispensable.

Fellow Daoist Xu undoubtedly possesses all of these qualities, which is why he was able to advance so rapidly in his cultivation in such a short period of time.

Liu Xianfeng screamed in surprise, and called out to Xueli, Yuanbao and Jinchan who had not run far away, and flew forward to welcome the young master's return.

For a moment, the air was bustling with activity. Liu Xianfeng held on to Fellow Daoist Xu's arm, jumping and dancing until she almost hung on him. After Yuanbao, Xueli, Jinchan and Gongzi greeted each other, the three demons all stared at the black demon pig that was baring its teeth.

Xueli, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, encouraged the dog master to attack the foreign pig. It and Jinchan attacked from both sides and beat the pig into submission for the first time...

"Pa", Xu Yuanchang slapped Xueli on the forehead for coming up with the bad idea. He knew that there were rules for ranking monsters to determine the order of status, so he said, "That's Zhuifeng, don't bully the newcomer. Yuanbao is still the boss, take Zhuifeng down to familiarize himself with the territory first."

He made the decision with just one word, thus avoiding infighting among the guys.

He gave Zhuifeng a few more words of advice, telling him that there wouldn't be so many restrictions and constraints once he arrived at Fucailing.

Liu Xianfeng let go of the young master's arm and watched Yuanbao take the huge demon pig away. Suddenly he remembered and said, "It's Jin Zi's partner Zhuifeng. He has grown so big that I almost didn't recognize him."

He raised his voice and gave a few more instructions, asking Yuanbao to take better care of Zhuifeng.

After hearing the words from the big sister, Xueli immediately shamelessly tried to establish a relationship with the reserved demon pig.

Xu Yuanchang introduced the umbrella holder who was lagging behind by voice transmission: "This is Senior Zeng Wanglou, the ancestor of Zeng Shanlang."

Liu Xianfeng covered her mouth in surprise, then chuckled and saluted. Another "old acquaintance" came, and Fu Cailing's power increased greatly. With the return of the young master, the backbone is back.

Over the next ten days, Yin Quan, Lan Ying'er, Hei Xiayi, Bian Qiuyan, Shi Wangchen, He Shutang, Zhao Jun, Xue Chunni and others came to visit in groups of two or three.

The troops of the Daning Dynasty were divided into several groups, some patrolling the border areas, some stationed in small towns, each in a different place.

Unless there is a large-scale war, it is difficult for people to gather together.

Zhu Zongshan did not travel with his acquaintances. He was in a high position and his prestige was growing. He led a team of Black Mountain Guards "through" Fucailing, stopped to rest, and asked the Black Mountain Guards to wait outside the courtyard gate. He took off his black mask, greeted Xu Yuanchang who came to greet him, and walked into the courtyard.

Four personal guards from the fourth floor followed him in, but at Zhu Zongshan's signal, they did not go up the stairs.

Xu Yuanchang greeted Zeng Wanglou who was leisurely reading a book in the pavilion in the backyard.

Liu Xianfeng showed up, greeted them, and boiled a pot of tea for the guests so as not to disturb the three gentlemen who were chatting.

She flew to the back of Fucai Ridge and watched the newcomer Zhuifeng mining with Yuanbao, Xueli and Jinchan.

The fifth-level Yingcai crystal stone mine below the top of Fucailing Mountain had already been mined by Grandma Jiaoteng. She broke up the two-hundred-foot-sized mine pit bit by bit. There was a seven or eight-foot-large cavity in the middle. Unfortunately, the Taiyuan Liquid was absorbed by Lao Li without a drop left.

At present, most of the Yingcai crystals have entered Xu Yuanchang’s ring space.

The tailings were more than ten miles long, and Liu Xianfeng hired a group of miners and monks to mine for a year.

Various low-level material ores were piled up like mountains, and three warehouses were specially built to store them.

No one was hired to mine after that. Even the money-loving Liu Xianfeng lost interest in the low-level ores underground. There were just too many of them, and it would be boring to just look at them every day, let alone mine them.

Zhuifeng, who had never seen the world and had always lived in poverty, followed the dog masters around on the first day and was dizzy and dazzled.

It has a keen sense of smell and can smell the scent of treasure wherever it goes. Later, when it saw Yuanbao's doghouse built with various crystals and materials, it was completely impressed and shouted "Master Dog". It allowed the icy cold insect to crawl onto its broad back and was rewarded with the shiny materials of a house in an instant.

It is so beautiful that it is bubbling.

After getting permission from the big sister, it mined ore in the Fucailing territory day and night.

The big sister is so kind and righteous that she only has to hand over half of the harvest. She is worthy of being Jin Zi's sister and takes good care of it.

Zhuifeng, who fell into the blessed nest, was full of energy. He chewed the shiny ore as a snack, practiced and mined at the same time, and dug out piles of good things. He laughed like a pig in his dreams.

The decision to follow Master Xu was the most correct one in his life.

"In three months at most, this pig will lie flat like the rest of us."

The snow grain spread on the golden toad's back yawned and said lazily.

Yuan Bao said: "Zhuifeng has good teeth. I'll bet on it for half a year."

Jin Chan said, "Bet for four months."

During the boring and luxurious days of practice, they often seek for fun and gamble to amuse themselves.

Liu Xianfeng kicked the snow away. She couldn't stand the lazy look of the lazy guy.

However, before she could open her mouth to make a bet, the three demons shouted in unison: "Big Sister is the referee, you are not allowed to bet."

Liu Xianfeng was so angry that she was annoyed. How could this be possible? In the courtyard hall.

After a cup of tea, Xu Yuanchang casually set up a soundproof barrier. Seeing the two looking at him in confusion, he smiled and explained, "Zhu Zongshan is the descendant of Elder Chang... Elder Zeng, if you have anything to say, just talk to him."

He almost blurted out "Brother Chang", but swallowed the word for the sake of Zhu Zongshan's face.

"Oh, the descendant of Chang Laogui."

Zeng Wanglou immediately understood the visitor, and Xu Xiaozi asked him to accompany him. He looked at the introverted soldier soul of the fourth-floor monk of the military family, smiled, and said, "Next time you see Lao Chang, tell him that my last name is Zeng. That's all. Please help me bring a secret letter to him."

He had already figured out something from the golden bell on Zhu Zongshan's left hand.

He has lived with Old Ghost Chang for more than 800 years. He can recognize that veiled ghost aura even if it were burned to ashes.

He took out a jade slip, left a few words that the two could understand, and sealed it.

Zhu Zongshan quickly stood up and took the jade slip with both hands. He didn't know who the old man Zeng in front of him was, but his tone sounded very familiar to the ancestor.

Xu Yuanchang took out a green jade slip, along with a storage bag filled with colorful crystals, and asked Zhu Zongshan to pass it on to Chang Wuhui. He wanted to ask Old Chang to help him buy third- and fourth-level ghost beans in the ghost world, as the environment in the lower world could not produce fourth-level spirit beans.

With his current cultivation level, he is able to cast a spell to summon fourth-level bean soldiers.

Even if you can only send out three or five high-level bean soldiers each time, it is still a rare help.

Less than half an hour after seeing off Zhu Zongshan and his party, the old swordsman and Fu Xianzhi landed from the sky. Zeng Wanglou, who received a message from Xu Yuanchang, stayed in the backyard to read a book. The masters have a sense of each other, unless they use magic weapons to deliberately conceal it.

After the old swordsman confirmed that the Shinto master in the backyard was at level six, he exchanged a few words with Fu Xianzhi through telepathy.

On behalf of the Daning Dynasty, Fu Xianzhi replaced Xu Yuanchang's identity card with that of a deputy palace master. From now on, his status and power will naturally rise.

The old sword master took out a drawn geomancy map, which was densely marked with large and small cities built by Dingzhou forces in the dark world, the dense traction arrays, and the location of mines, and explained the current situation to Xu Yuanchang.

At present, Dingzhou has a strong military force and has trained batch after batch of subsequent monks. Both the top masters and the strength of the monk team are second to none.

In the core 20,000-mile area of ​​the territory, there is no need to worry about attacks from black spirits or demons.

It took nearly thirty years to dig the mines and transport the massive amounts of resources back to Dingzhou Gucheng and Xiyuan Holy Land, where they were temporarily stored and redistributed to various forces after the war as a treasure reserve for the next three thousand years.

The old swordsman said proudly, "From north to south, there is a buffer zone of more than 10,000 miles outside our territory, and there is a huge wilderness expansion space outside. If we don't open it up, other forces will benefit from it for nothing. However, the conditions in many places are complicated and not conducive to large-scale military deployment. We have spent many years exploring and fighting with the masters of the Black Spirit and the Demon Clan many times, and both sides have won and lost."

Fu Xianzhi took out another blueprint and scanned the dozens of empty markings on it with his fingers. He smiled and said, "I would like to invite you to participate in the exploration. There are risks and benefits. Would you consider it?"

To be able to enter the wilderness area of ​​the Dark Realm, one must have at least the fourth level of cultivation.

What they valued was the mysterious master invited by Xu Yuanchang. They guessed that he was a reincarnated monk arranged by Taoist Yanshan, just like Gu Yunzhu back then.

Otherwise, how could an unknown Shinto monk suddenly rise to the sixth level?
Where does the technique come from, and where do the huge resources required come from?

Zeng Wanglou in the backyard listened to the whole process and looked at the geomancy map. He transmitted the message: "Can you tell me how to explore it? What are the dangers in the wilderness?"

Xu Yuanchang heard that Lao Zeng was inclined to participate in the expedition. For such a "good thing", he would pull Grandma Jiao Teng along and not let go of any help. He smiled and threw Lao Zeng's question.

The old swordsman explained in detail that currently there are more than 150 fifth-floor monks in Dingzhou. Except for more than 50 people who stayed to guard various cities, the others formed teams and spread out on the outskirts of the wilderness area. The five top sixth-floor masters left behind the old master of Xiyue Tower to guard in case of any unexpected changes. The other four took their confidants to go deep into the wasteland, desert, ice field, swamp and other places and reaped a lot of rewards.

Over the years, no less than ten fifth-floor monks have died in the wilderness, and as many as sixty fourth-floor monks.

Jade cannot be made into a useful object without being polished. Every time the monks from the fourth floor building are summoned to follow the exploration, there are many responses.

However, the old sword master and others have begun to strictly limit the number of people.

When going to a dangerous place, it is better to be careful rather than too much.

After communicating for more than half an hour and understanding each other clearly enough, Xu Yuanchang agreed to participate in the next wilderness expedition on behalf of Lao Zeng. He sent off the old sword master and Palace Master Fu, and studied with Lao Zeng the empty blueprint that only had rough markings left.

That afternoon, Xu Shengtian returned from 20,000 miles southwest.

After paying respects to his uncle, Xu Shengtian looked at the strange Shinto monk who was sitting and looking at him, and bowed with a smile: "Senior and I hit it off right away, and I feel particularly cordial. As a cultivator of the gods, Xu Shengtian is polite."

Zeng Wanglou laughed and stood up to help the rare young god cultivator up, saying, "You are Shan Lang's eldest senior brother, and I am Shan Lang's ancestor. We are all family, how can we not be friendly?"

The two of them really felt like they had met too late, and they left the host aside and exchanged their experiences in spiritual cultivation on the spot.

Zeng Wanglou is a genius who, relying on his intelligence and rich experience in cultivation, explores the art of spiritual cultivation on his own.

Xu Shengtian went through many years of confusion, but later, with the guidance of his junior sister, he embarked on the right track of spiritual cultivation. He talked about God and Taoism with Zeng Wanglou, and from time to time, they had conflicts and created brilliant sparks.

Xu Yuanchang sat beside him and listened with a smile. The proud old Zeng was happy to see that he could have a heart-to-heart talk with his nephew.

After the two finished their conversation, Xu Yuanchang asked about the situation at home.

Xu Shengtian told his second aunt that she had passed away ten years ago. He had nourished his parents with improved elixirs and thought they should live to be a hundred years old. He would have to take a leave to go back in three years.

Human power is limited, and birth, aging, sickness and death are irreversible.

He has the ability to roughly see the lifespan of mortals, so he can only do his best.

Xu Yuanchang was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and talked about the old sword master inviting them to explore the wilderness.

"Let's go together. I have been trying to find out more about the wasteland, desert, ice field and swamp. Every time, Mr. Meng refused to take me in to see them. He said that he would not take the responsibility after you, Third Uncle, come out of seclusion. Grandma Jiao Teng said the same thing."

Xu Shengtian took out a hand-drawn blueprint, spread it on the table, pointed to a place between the wasteland and the swamp, and said in a low voice, "It is said that 'Tongxuan Stone' is produced here."

He has a wide circle of friends and is well-informed.

Zeng Wanglou's eyes sparkled with interest, "Tell me about it in detail."

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(End of this chapter)