Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 333: A Thread of Life and Death
Xu Yuanchang was also a little confused. He had heard Lao Li mention that at that time, the great immortal master had spent a lot of energy and effort to create the Falling God Flower, and secretly plotted against the Shinto monks on the battlefield, achieving brilliant results.

Later, a larger-scale war between immortals and gods broke out, involving countless people from the lower and upper realms.

Due to the crazy pressure from the Shinto side at all costs, the use and cultivation of the Fallen God Flower was banned eight thousand years ago.

Violators will be hunted down by numerous Shinto monks from heaven to earth, preventing them from having a chance to reincarnate.

The Fallen God Flower thus became a secret taboo piece of history and was rarely recorded in classics. Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, it was actually seen in the battle of the Dark World, and was used by the Black Spirit to plot against Zeng Wanglou, a half-way god.

"In about an incense stick of time, the poison of the Falling God Flower in my body will fully erupt. While there is still some time, I will charge to the northwest. You look for an opportunity to break out and escape. Don't worry about me. Take good care of Shan Lang in the future..."

Zeng Wanglou knew that there was no way for him to escape. The poison of the Fallen God Flower was insidious and difficult to deal with. The Dharma image that appeared behind him was slowly shrinking.

He was not willing to surrender, so the Shadow King deliberately used words to delay time and surrounded him without attacking, hoping to poison him unknowingly. He was prepared to kill one of the Black Spirit masters in a fight to the death and break through the icy restriction set up on the periphery.

If he fought desperately, the other black spirits would surely become fearful, which would give Xu Yuanchang a chance to escape.

It is impossible for both of them to fall here. He also wants to leave a wisp of soul to plan for the future.

With Xu Xiaoyou's newly acquired magic power of illusion, if he's lucky, he has a 60 to 70 percent chance of escaping.

"Wait, don't be impulsive. It's not the end of the road yet."

Xu Yuanchang quickly sent a message to stop it, he had a way.

In the years before the gate to the dark world opened, Lao Li realized that he had become an indispensable chess piece in the lower world arranged by Taoist Yanshan, and his relationship with him eased a lot. He revealed many secrets of that era, most of which were ridicules on the despicable, insidious and shameless nature of the immortal way, and he rarely said a good word.

He once joked that his Creation Altar could cure the poison of the Falling God Flower, but it was rather troublesome.

You need the trust and cooperation of the gods, otherwise you will only make things more troublesome.

The poison of the Fallen God Flower can corrode the foundation of the gods. If there are companions of the same or higher level who can help use the "source replacement" method to remove the flower poison bit by bit and slowly replace the soul, it is not incurable, but it will consume cultivation and even damage the foundation of cultivation.

Zeng Wanglou endured the stinging pain all over his body and simply retracted his Dharma image, turning his head to look at the little guy who often brought him surprises.

The several Black Spirit masters who were besieging them would not actively launch attacks, and were now choosing to strengthen their defenses.

In case he gets poisoned, he might as well give up and capture two people to take his place.

"First, open the small world of the black umbrella and cover this area to prevent the other party from probing and attacking."

As Xu Yuanchang spoke, the ice pit below and the nearby air were already burning with blazing red flames. No matter how powerful the poisonous creatures were, they could not withstand the scorching heat of the sun fire.

Zeng Wanglou waved his hand and threw the black umbrella down, and suddenly black fog rolled in the area within three miles.

"I have a treasure that can refine materials and remove strange poisons. I need you to enter the treasure space, release the divine source, and guide the treasure to refine the whole body with flames. It will definitely cause harm during the process. We don't have any better choice now."

Chief Xu Yuan gave a brief introduction to the situation without much time for verbose talk.

There are some secrets that he doesn't want to reveal to others.

It's not that he has no choice. The two of them are in the same boat, and he has to rely on Lao Zeng's fighting ability to escape with his life.

With his abilities and supernatural powers, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape from the hands of the Divination Shadow King, who was good at deduction.

Zeng Wanglou was a wise and decisive man. He considered the whole process in a moment and asked in a deep voice, "How sure are you?"

"About 80%."

Xu Yuanchang had used the Creation Altar to refine countless materials and had already mastered it to perfection. However, this was his first time using it to refine a god. He could imagine how great the sin that Lao Zeng would have to endure, so he did not dare to say anything.

Worried about something unexpected happening along the way.

But no matter how bad the situation is, it can't be worse than facing the black spirit now.

Zeng Wanglou heard that he was 80% sure. He no longer hesitated and cast several spells in succession to activate the black umbrella's maximum protection to buy time for treatment. He said, "Pull me in. Let's hurry up."

The black spirits such as the Shadow King on the opposite side were waiting for his flower poison to fully take effect, hoping to take him down without any effort.

No top master in the lower world who can cultivate to the sixth level would be willing to enter the treasure space of others. It has nothing to do with trust or not, but it is not about gambling with one's life.

He was forced into a desperate situation and had no choice but to do it in order to survive.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not enter other people's space.

Xu Yuanchang released a magical power and spiritual consciousness to pull Lao Zeng into the space of the Fantasy Fairy Ring. He had already concealed and separated the materials and treasures in other locations.

In the empty sky, Liu Xianfeng was sad and depressed as he witnessed the tragic situation encountered by Zhuifeng. Although he didn't know what would happen next, it was very difficult for Xueli to escape in that situation.

"Uh...Mr. Zeng, why are you here too?"

"Healing."

Zeng Wanglou said these two simple words, his eyes fixed on the six-sided, four-story black platform in the distance that emitted mysterious fluctuations. He thought of the golden light that erupted from Xu Yuanchang's body on a certain occasion, and that he did not know how to refine weapons but was good at refining materials, and so on. His heart was suddenly filled with waves.

He finally understood Xu Yuanchang's background, the famous Creation Altar.

There were not many records of events in the lower world eight thousand years ago, but there were still jade slips and secret books unearthed from ruins. He had been fortunate enough to read several unearthed jade books, and had some understanding of the leading figures of the generation of immortals such as Master Gu Dao, Senior Gao Jian and others.

I never expected that Xu Xiaoyou, my friend of several decades, would actually inherit the Taoist master Gu's skills.

He is indeed a gifted man born for the destiny.

It was his destiny to follow Xu Xiaoyou, and being able to refine his body on the Creation Divine Platform might be an opportunity with far-reaching impact. Even if it was painful, he was willing to accept it, as not everyone was so lucky.

He waved his hand and released the listless silver bug from the Nine Illusions Palace, and asked the little girl to take it away to play.

He rescued the snow grain that was cut into three pieces by the black light and expelled the contaminated foreign energy. With the ability of a fourth-order cold worm to regenerate broken limbs, as long as the demon pill was not completely shattered like the demon pig, it could survive even if only the head was left, with only a certain loss in cultivation.

When Liu Xianfeng heard the young master's brief message, she almost cried for joy. She used her wood energy to hold the severely injured Xueli, bowed to Zeng Wanglou, and took the Xueli who had escaped death to a corner to heal her wounds.

She has many rare treasures on her body that can make up for Xueli's weak body.

Xu Yuanchang separated Liu Xianfeng and Xueli into a separate area and quickly explained a few points of attention to Lao Zeng.

Zeng Wanglou put aside the treasures on his body, flew up and transformed into a ball of sticky divine mist. He was a body of pure energy, and slowly fell onto the colorful and fluctuating altar and flattened out.

Pain came like waves. Zeng Wanglou guided the mysterious golden light to slowly refine himself bit by bit, and a slightly trembling sound came out from the mist.

"You can do whatever you want. It would be best if you can help me remove the flower poison from my body before the black spirit attacks."

"Don't be distracted, stay focused, I'll keep an eye on what's going on outside." Xu Yuanchang was extremely careful.

Refining materials and refining companions are two completely different feelings.

He just threw the materials casually on the altar and never took much care of them. At most, he would refine some more or less.

When refining a living companion, any carelessness would result in damage to one's cultivation strength.

With the domineering power of the Divine Light of Creation, it is even possible to reduce the rank of a sixth-rank expert.

Thirty miles away, a Black Spirit master in the south could not help but ask, "Lord Divination Shadow, that Mr. Mu hiding in the treasure, won't he cure the poison of the Falling God Flower?"

"Haha, with just him, without the help of a Shinto monk of the same level, can he remove the flower poison that has entered his body?"

A black spirit master from the west responded: "This is a famous and insidious poison used against human gods eight or nine thousand years ago. It was developed by humans themselves. King Sharp Gallbladder, don't worry, he won't be able to escape."

King Xiying looked confident of winning and said with a smile, "Everyone, be careful of Mr. Mu. He may be desperate. Don't fight him. Even if he escapes from the ice fog barrier, he won't be able to run far. Mr. Mu has a lot of treasures, which is enough for us to share."

It really did not take the Taoist priest who followed Mr. Mu seriously. Even if it could perform the secret method of turning beans into soldiers, where could it escape to in the vast ice field?

With its secret ability to deduce and track, it will definitely get rid of the harm for the Black Spirit Clan today.

No one will be spared.

The Black Spirit masters in other directions secretly strengthened their vigilance, preventing the besieged Mr. Mu from suddenly attacking and fighting desperately. They all teased the Sharp- Gallant King, and they were drooling over the treasures that Mr. Mu showed them.

Just think about getting that treasure that can accommodate 3,000 troops. From now on, they can go and attack the border town of Dingzhou, or other strongholds on the human race’s territory. How cool it would be.

Time passes quickly with a stick of incense.

King Diying was looking at the surging black air thirty miles away. He suddenly realized something was wrong. It was very abnormal. Mr. Mu was not a weak person who would compromise. Besides, he would not be able to survive even if he surrendered.

Could it be that what King Jiandan said was true, and Mr. Mu found a way to detoxify?
Although he found it somewhat unbelievable and absurd, King Shiying was unwilling to wait any longer.

"King of Sharp Gallbladder, King of Alien Polyps, please attack the black fog in the middle. The rest of you, please step up your defenses."

"Okay, I'll try the treasure he released. Is there anything strange about it?"

Two dark shadows in the south and southwest moved at the same time. The long-brewed black gas bombs and a ball of twisted cold light like silk threads cut through the cold sky and almost simultaneously hit the middle of the suddenly boiling fog, where the mine ice pit was located.

The attack that could split mountains and crack the earth, the loud noise it produced was instantly weakened, and its power gradually decreased.

In the end, it was like two muffled farts, disappearing in the rolling black fog.

"Attack, intensify the attack, the situation has changed!"

There seemed to be a frost on King Shiying's face, and he roared loudly.

It has realized that it has wasted time. If it fails to kill Mr. Mu completely this time, it will face the crazy revenge of Mr. Mu, who has never been in charge of the matter.

The detailed information it learned was that Mr. Mu was a guest official and was not subject to the constraints of Dingzhou's top leaders.

The few times they took action caused them a lot of trouble.

The black mist transformed by the black umbrella is divided into three layers, with countless skeletons supporting it vaguely and flowing up and down rapidly.

The mountain ghost roared and transformed into countless figures, frantically controlling the black umbrella to vibrate at different levels to resist and dissolve the crazy attacks of the black spirit master. After only a few rounds, a lot of ghost energy in its body was consumed, and it was so angry that it cursed.

"Old man Zeng, you damned old man, if you don't come out soon, I can't stand it anymore."

"I'm done for now, and you can't expect to have an easy life either."

"Be careful or I'll destroy the umbrella. At worst we can just go our separate ways."

The mountain ghost general cursed angrily, running around like an ant on a hot pan, but he had to drive the treasure to desperately resist the increasingly violent attack, and the ghost energy in his body was rapidly consumed.

It simply could not destroy the black umbrella that no longer belonged to it. At most it could disrupt it and make the black umbrella less powerful. However, at this moment, it dared to slow down the operation of the sky-supporting umbrella, which instead harmed the ghost general who had nowhere to go in its own small world.

It’s so damn hateful that it has to fight for that old thief Zeng.

When it heard the news that the old thief had been poisoned, it felt a little secretly happy and gloating.

However, retribution came too quickly, and it desperately consumed time for the old thief.

"Quick, break the protection of that black umbrella, don't hold back!"

King Shiying held the string of black lightning beads in his hand and shouted urgently. He didn't expect that a mere black umbrella could last so long. Suddenly he turned around and looked to the far east, where three figures floated and appeared.

"Be careful, a demon master is coming."

It's a bit anxious and comes at a really bad time.

A hundred miles away, Bai Yi, a fox woman from Xiyuezhou, observed for a moment and said to the elegant young man beside her, "We are so lucky to have arrived in time. Seven black spirit masters have set up a huge battle array and surrounded Mr. Mu. There is a thick black fog in the middle. I recognize it is from Mr. Mu's black umbrella."

The young man curled his lips and said, "I'm not interested in saving an irrelevant human cultivator."

The other ugly old man in black robe was Xuan Jieqing from the Xuangui Clan. He squinted his old eyes and looked at him with a comfortable smile on his face. He said, "Master Yi, I heard that Mr. Mu got 30% of the treasure mountain. I guess he has a lot of Tongxuan stones."

Since Mr. Mu was trapped, Taoist Xu, who was inseparable from Mr. Mu, must be trapped inside as well.

He had long been unhappy with Mr. Mu. Now that he had encountered such a good opportunity, if he had not been bound by the rule that "the demon race and the human race cannot make peace with the black spirit", he would have wanted to rush over and add insult to injury.

The young man said "Oh" and was very excited. He looked at the weak fox girl Bai Yi and said, "Is it time for our alliance with Dingzhou?"

"By the end of last year, there was no mention of contract renewal between the two parties."

Bai Yi glanced at Xuan Jieqing. She knew what the old turtle was thinking and said with a smile, "We can't defeat the seven Black Spirit masters. I don't know why Mr. Mu didn't break out. I guess there is another reason. With Mr. Mu's ability, he has a 70% chance of escaping if he tries his best, but he will be seriously injured. We might as well go around to the south and wait ten thousand miles away."

She had dealt with Mr. Mu before and knew how powerful and cunning he was, so she offered some suggestions for a compromise.

It's too dangerous to stay here.

Even if you want to kick someone when they are down, you have to choose the right time.

If you don't run into anyone and can't get any bargains, just forget it and ensure your own safety first.

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(End of this chapter)