Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 317 Secret, Acknowledgement

The person in charge of leading the way was Zhao Jun. As one of Grandmaster Xi's last disciples, he followed his master everywhere. He was good at handling all kinds of complicated affairs and took the initiative to take care of everything, which made him highly valued and respected by his master.

"Bianhuan City is the first border city built by our Dingzhou in the Dark World. It is also the most prosperous and majestic city among the five border cities, without a doubt."

Zhao Jun threw a wine jug to Xu Shengtian, who also loved wine, and led everyone through the busy streets.

"In the afternoon, I heard that the monks of the Fifth Floor are organizing a small-scale exchange, such as fifth- and sixth-level materials, rare natural treasures, and many strange and bizarre products of the Dark Realm. All of them will be exchanged. The specific time is yet to be determined."

Unlike his other two closed disciples, he has extensive network of contacts.

He is well-informed and has a group of people under him to run errands.

Seeing that they were interested, Xu Yuanchang said with a smile, "Let's all go and have a look. Brother Bajiao, please let us know when you get there."

Zhao Junying said: "It's a small matter. I will contact Shengtian later."

He raised the wine jug to signal Xu Shengtian, then tilted his head back and took a big gulp of the wine, feeling very satisfied.

Liu Xianfeng and Jiao Teng were walking on the side and talking in low voices. Suddenly, Liu Xianfeng interrupted and asked, "Bajiao, is Huabei okay?"

Only she still remembers the colorful spider she played with, her playmate when she was lonely, who once brought her many happy memories and joyful companionship.

Zhao Jun almost choked on the wine. He abandoned Huabei in the yard of Baoshi City and hadn't been back for many years.

Liu Xianfeng suddenly became anxious and dodged in front of Zhao Jun, "You didn't lose your flower back, did you?"

"No, I'm usually very busy, running around with my master. I put the flower back in the gem city and can't take care of it. How about giving it to you?"

Zhao Jun no longer needed his flower back which was still stuck at the second level, so he just did a favor.

Even a third-level demon spider is of no use to him.

"Okay, okay. Tell me the address and I'll run over there overnight."

"No need to rush...Okay, okay, I'll give you the address and the formation device, you bring the flower back here, and I'll help it cancel the contract."

In just a few words, Huabei's future fate was decided.

Zhao Jun brought everyone to a hilltop in the east of the city, where there were courtyards, attics, caves, and everything else available. There were also monks on duty at the foot of the hill, who checked everyone in, treating them like masters of the sixth floor.

Liu Xianfeng pulled Grandma Jiao Teng and flew towards the northwest impatiently. Since they had settled down in Bianhuan City, she wanted to bring Yuanbao, Xueli and the others to stay with her for a while. She liked the hustle and bustle as always.

The next morning, Huabei, whose contract was terminated, joined the Bailingu family.

Liu Xianfeng and a few of her friends were strolling around the city, but the only thing missing was the pig that liked mining.

Zhuifeng was obsessed with the shiny minerals. He ate, slept and lived on the piles of minerals, feeling relaxed and at ease.

Each monster has its own aspirations, and Liu Xianfeng does not force them.

On the third day of staying in Bianhuan City, Xu Yuanchang received a message from Senior Brother Wu Zhe. He rushed to the north of the city, dozens of miles away, and met Senior Brother Wu, Mountain Master Wu Sheng and others on a hilltop with a plaque that read "Monster Catching Villa".

Everyone accompanied them to the plain-walled mourning hall to light incense and pay tribute to the deceased former mountain master Lin Jin.

In the afternoon, I attended the temporary high-level meeting at Monster Mountain.

Currently, there are only four newly promoted fifth-level monks in Monster-Catching Mountain, including him. The other masters have successively died in the battles in the Dark World and the wilderness, and their strength is weak and precarious.

Xu Yuanchang agreed to take on the post of "Great Protector of Monster Mountain" and do his part to stabilize Monster Mountain.

For the next ten days, Xu Yuanchang recuperated in his residence, pondering the mysterious magic jade beads, and drinking tea with Zeng Wanglou to discuss metaphysics and divination. His nephew hardly ever stayed in the house, calling friends and having a great time.

On the day agreed upon with Zhu Zongshan, the two flew to the remote Zhenbei City and met in a small courtyard.

Entering the carefully decorated underground secret room, Zhu Zongshan placed the token on the ground, burned incense and prayed for a long time.

As the fragrant mist rose into the air, a chill filled the air and a dark shadow descended silently.

"Old Zeng, didn't you say you wanted to be reborn and start practicing Taoism? Why are you still clinging to the way of the gods? Last time I heard Zongshan say that you were promoted to the sixth level, I was shocked. You old man never speak the truth."

Chang Wuhui's rough voice echoed in the secret room, with a hint of excitement of reuniting with an old friend.

Then he slapped Xu Yuanchang on the shoulder and laughed, "What good food did you eat again, kid? Your cultivation speed is so fast that even rabbits can't catch up with you."

Xu Yuanchang pretended to stumble and broke free from the old ghost's clutches, dispelling some of the chill that had penetrated his bones. He smiled and clasped his fists, "Congratulations on your advancement to the sixth-rank commander realm. You are so powerful that all ghosts submit to you."

"It's useless for all the ghosts to surrender. The ghost domain is too big, and there are countless seventh-level ghost kings. Old Chang has to keep his tail between his legs and be a ghost."

The one that came with Chang Wuhui was a clone. His current identity and status were different, so he had to be more cautious.

Zeng Wanglou looked at the thin black shadow and did not answer the old ghost's question. He smiled and said, "Old Ghost, help me get some special products from the ghost domain, materials for body building. The quality does not need to be too high. Yuanzhang, pay the old ghost a deposit first."

Xu Yuanchang cooperated and took out a piece of sixth-grade water jade white sand about a foot in size, showing his wealth and arrogance.

"Oh, you two have made a fortune. Did you find a mine in the wilderness?"

Chang Wuhui held up the treasure that sparkled with crystal light and laughed teasingly.

He put away the treasures, pointed to Zhu Zongshan who was standing respectfully beside him, and said, "Do you have any natural treasures suitable for Zongshan? Don't hide them, take them all out. It's a rare opportunity to meet you, so it would be unreasonable not to rob you."

"You old devil still have the nature of a robber. I ask you to do a small thing, but you are so ruthless that you make a lot of money."

Zeng Wanglou looked down on him and stopped Xu Yuanchang from taking out the good stuff. He took out a bottle that had been prepared long ago, which contained just enough jade juice, and threw the bottle to the old ghost.

Chang Wuhui uncorked the bottle, took a sniff, and laughed loudly: "That's nice! Zongshan is in for a treat."

Zhu Zongshan hurriedly bowed and expressed his gratitude.

It is a good thing that is recognized by our ancestor with such high vision, so it must be extraordinary.

Chang Wuhui put the jade bottle away. He wanted to carefully prepare more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials and refine the rare and high-quality jade liquid into a tailor-made spiritual medicine for breaking through the realm and prepare it for Zhu Zongshan.

"Tell me, what urgent matter do you two want to talk to me about?"

"Yuanzhang, show that treasure to the old ghost."

Zeng Wanglou said with a hint of mystery.

Xu Yuanchang took out a phantom jade bead from the altar of creation in space, and used his magic power to make it float in the air. The bead changed from invisible and colorless to colorful and sparkling crystal jade at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what?"

Chang Wuhui took the beads in his hand, carefully observed them for a moment, and said: "'Thousand Changes of Fantasy Jade, Ten Thousand Restorations', Fantasy Jade is extremely rare. It is said that it is only produced in various rare spiritual liquids, such as Jade Liquor. Xu is lucky. If you have three beads like this, you can use them to refine 'Fantasy Bones' and improve the realm of fantasy mind."

He casually crushed the beads, threw them into the air, and watched the magic jade beads return to their original state.

Xu Yuanchang was delighted and took out the phantom jade skull. "Mr. Chang, this skull is made of phantom jade. Somehow, it appeared in the sealed mine spirit liquid. You are knowledgeable, do you know the reason?"

"Phantom Jade Skull...hiss, the legend is actually true."

Chang Wuhui turned the skull over and over, exclaiming in amazement.

"Old ghost, don't keep me in suspense. What legend is that?"

Zeng Wanglou urged curiously.

Chang Wuhui looked at it for a while, pointed at the skull, and said, "Have you ever heard of the 'Jade Bone Immortal' who lived nine thousand years ago?"

Zeng Wanglou's eyes showed a little surprise, and he said, "Are you referring to the Shinto 'Jade Bone Immortal' who drifted to the dark world back then and eventually turned into this phantom jade skull?"

With secrets like this, Xu Yuanchang and Zhu Zongshan could only listen.

Although both of them have strong cultivation bases, they have only been exposed to high levels for a short time.

"It should be him. Immortal Yu Gu was plotted against by the immortals and failed to return to Qianfang Realm in time. In the end, he used his magical powers to become resources in the Dark Realm. Over the years, I have been looking for books about the Dark Realm in the Ghost Realm and reading them. By the way, I have learned a lot of old almanacs from ten thousand years ago."

Chang Wuhui had long ceased to be an immortal, and he scoffed at the sinister plots of the immortal predecessors, saying, "According to the records of the Ghost Realm, the origin of the Dark Realm's resources is nothing more than the fallen cultivators and black spirits, which have been slowly transformed over thousands of years. Therefore, every time the Dark Realm is born, the topography changes dramatically, and the previous geomancy maps are no longer valid, and the reason is nothing more than this.

"The quality of the resources in the Dark Realm will only get worse and worse. They cannot be compared with those five thousand years ago. That's because the cultivators and black spirits who died in the Dark Realm only had the sixth rank at most. After they have consumed all the legacy left by their predecessors, the good stuff will become increasingly scarce."

Chang Wuhui pulled the skull back and handed it to the opponent, saying: "I suggest you don't sacrifice this Phantom Jade Skull for the time being."

He was worried that Xu Yuanchang's current cultivation level was not high enough to suppress the invisible cause and effect that the skull was enduring.

Some things would rather be believed to exist than not believed to exist.

When something that has been dead for thousands of years reappears in the world in this way, we must treat it with caution.

Xu Yuanchang put the Phantom Jade Skull into the space and continued to place it on the Creation Altar for sacrifice and refining. He said, "Thank you, Master Chang, for clearing up my doubts."

Chang Wuhui instructed, "If you have a few phantom jade beads, you can refine them and integrate them into your body to achieve a Thousand Transformations, which will make you almost immortal in the lower realms. The phantom jade beads have already solidified into pure material and have no connection with any of their predecessors. Feel free to use them."

He also taught Xu Yuanchang a method of refining the magic jade beads.

It was inconvenient for him to stay in the outside world for a long time, so after finishing the discussion, he quickly returned to the ghost realm.

Xu Yuanchang and Zeng Wanglou returned to their residence in Bianhuan City to resolve their doubts and continue to live a leisurely life.

More than ten days later, I received the drug materials that Chang Wuhui asked Zhu Zongshan to pass on.

Zeng Wanglou mixed it and neutralized it into a rare body-building medicine.

After Zeng Shanlang received a message from the ancestor and asked for leave from City Lord Yu, he hurried to Bianhuan City. He was pulled into a secret room for retreat by the ancestor, thus starting a difficult and painful experience.

"The three old sword masters have traveled tens of thousands of miles in the wilderness, fought against the sixth-level black spirits several times, killed four fifth-level black spirits and monsters, and captured three alive. So far, they have not yet found out the whereabouts of the Tongxuan Stone."

Xu Yuanchang and Zeng Lao sat opposite each other in the tree pavilion drinking tea. He kept in touch with the old swordsman in the wilderness.

"In a fight between the same level, you can defeat your opponent, but it is extremely difficult to kill him. Who doesn't have one or two means of escaping and saving his life? Black spirits are originally good at hiding and escaping, unless they have special treasures that can trap their opponents for a moment, such as my black umbrella, or your magic glass mirror."

Zeng Wanglou had no intention of helping the old swordsman, and said, "Wait until you have finished refining and fusing the Magic Jade Beads. Then we will go out alone, without them, to catch a few more black spirits."

He collected a lot of sixth-level materials, which would take time to melt and add to the black umbrella.

We also need to find a way to integrate the three wooden thorns to continue to increase the power of the black umbrella.

Xu Yuanchang is still familiarizing himself with the ritual techniques.

Before every major event, he would always plan carefully before taking action, to be absolutely sure.

The two of them were drinking tea and chatting when Xu Shengtian came back from outside in a hurry and called out, "Uncle, the 'Treasure Exchange' will be held in the back garden of Xiangji Shop on Jubao Street. Lao Zhao got us some tickets."

Zeng Wanglou was not very interested in the exchange party held between the monks of the Fifth Floor. He stood up and said, "You guys go. I have to take care of Shan Lang and can't leave for too long."

Xu Yuanchang followed his nephew down the mountain. Liu Xianfeng and Jiao Teng were already waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Yuanbao, Xueli and Huabei had already returned to Fucailing, as it was a quiet place for them to practice. They were also not used to the bustling city with people coming and going. The city was full of masters, which made them feel uncomfortable.

The four of them flew to Xiangji Shop on Jubao Street, twenty miles away, and Xu Shengtian showed the jade ticket to the monk guarding the gate.

Walking into the garden covering several miles with winding paths, there were monks gathered in groups of three or four.

Xu Yuanchang clasped his fists and greeted his acquaintances. His nephew, who did not live in a house, had more connections than him and could talk to everyone everywhere. They called each other brothers and greeted each other constantly, making the atmosphere quite lively.

"Yuanzhang, come this way."

Wu Zhe shouted from the pavilion opposite the flower tree.

Xu Yuanchang left his nephew to chat with his friends. He took Liu Xianfeng and Jiao Teng into the pavilion and greeted Meng Shanhe, Wu Zhe, Fang Renchen and others.

Bian Qiuyan, who had sneaked in with a few others, called out "Junior Master" with a smile, pulled Liu Xianfeng aside to talk, and took care of the taciturn Jiao Teng at the same time.

Meng Shanhe was in charge of guarding the eastern city of Bianning. He rarely came out and joked with Xu Yuanchang.

When talking about coming to the party, there was an unconcealable melancholy in his words.

He wanted to try his luck and see if he could find some rare treasures. His cultivation had been stuck at the late fifth level twenty years ago and he had to rely on external forces to break through the barrier.

Xu Yuanchang took out a bottle from his sleeve, handed it to Meng Shanhe, and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, if you think it is suitable, please give me a few materials. This will be an early exchange between us."

He deliberately condensed the jade liquid three times.

For him, as long as he has enough materials, improving his cultivation in the future will not be a problem.

He has left enough spiritual liquid for himself, so he might as well help Uncle Meng out in his time of need, and perhaps he can help the Taoist temple to identify a top master of the sixth floor.

Meng Shanhe took the bottle and asked with a smile, "What good stuff?"

As soon as he opened the cork a little, he quickly put the cork back on and sealed it quickly.

"Okay, Master Yuan, you are so thoughtful. I will return some materials to you later. You guys stay and accompany Master Yuan to the meeting. I will go back first. Don't see me off."

Meng Shanhe didn't want to stay any longer and suppressed the joy in his heart.

The nephew he accepted back then was truly his lucky star. With such top-grade jade liquid, he could find some medicinal materials that matched it and ask a master alchemist to help him prepare the necessary pills. There was a great chance that he could break through the bottleneck.

No matter what, he accepted the favor from his nephew.

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(End of this chapter)