Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 432: Lure the tiger away from the mountain and escape
Xu Yuanchang ignored the old man's threats. He silently landed on the huge platform covered with dark patterns on the top of the mountain, found the node star position where he had practiced before, sat down cross-legged, and carefully checked his spiritual space.

The altar for summoning gods was rhythmically emitting a mysterious blue light of varying shades.

The breeze was like a gauze, circling back and forth and combing the air. A quarter of an hour later, a trace of invisible black gas was discovered lurking on the surface of the lake.

It took quite a while to use the breeze to catch the extremely slippery alien black gas, bind it and throw it out of the body.

If he let him flee hastily out of the platform, he was not sure he could completely wipe out the old man's remaining aura, nor did he have the strength to seal the black air. If it leaked, it would be a trouble. It would be better to simply drive him away so that he wouldn't have to worry about it.

It took three days to clear out the eleven hidden strands of black air, and only stopped after confirming that there were no hidden dangers in the body.

Glancing at the old man who was circling around the Wuxin Platform, and ignoring any sarcasm or slander against his master, Xu Yuanchang turned a blind eye and continued to regulate his breathing for another ten days, completely recovering his body and regaining abundant magical power.

Stand up and walk slowly on the platform.

In the rest of his life after death, he will not easily reveal his secret and leave.

The next time I want to come in will probably be many years later.

Besides, the old man might have some magical powers that could interfere with him the moment he cast a spell and traveled through the void to leave, so he had to consider the risks involved.

"Boy, let's both take a step back. If you promise to help me find a suitable body, I can let you go."

The old man who appeared quietly, like a lingering shadow, regained his composure and seemed to have accepted the failure of his attempt to seize the body. He compromised and proposed a deal.

Xu Yuanchang glanced at the unwilling old man and asked, "What should I call you?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said, "You can call me 'Gu Du'. How about that? My conditions are not excessive, right?"

Xu Yuanchang smiled and suggested sincerely, "Given your situation, you are suitable for the Netherworld. I can give you a ride for free. Would you consider it?"

The old man was instantly enraged beyond recognition, and shouted with a ferocious face: "Boy, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. Don't think you can sit back and relax just by staying on this broken platform. I have plenty of ways to deal with you..."

Xu Yuanchang interrupted directly: "Please, I'm not going anywhere. I'll be waiting for you on the Wuxin Terrace with a drink."

He has to test many aspects, including the opponent's temperament, means of attack, etc.

Or maybe Gu Du's mood swings were just a show for him.

In the current situation, he is just waiting and watching.

Maintaining the status quo.

The old man was so angry that he jumped up and down, and there was a burst of thunder and light rain, and suddenly he disappeared. Suddenly, black light appeared on the edge of the Wuxin Platform and a hundred feet above it, and accumulated layer by layer outside.

Xu Yuanchang carefully observed the black light patterns, which gradually intertwined around him, forming a transparent, invisible and thick cover.

He waved his hand and sent out a beam of magic power, "boom", the light wave vibrated, and the magic power was completely eliminated.

He also tried using magic weapons, real fire, flying knives and other means, but they were all trapped in the sticky cover and dissolved. Even when he used the Illusion Floating Life Slash and the Mysterious Sky Finger, he could only break a hole of about three feet in size, and it was quickly covered by the flowing breath and light patterns.

"My boy, take your time. Time means nothing to me. I am not in a hurry."

There was a hint of madness in the old man's voice, and then there was no more sound.

Xu Yuanchang frowned, standing on the rapidly circling Wuxin Platform, silently thinking about countermeasures. The old monster used himself as a light shield and 50% to 60% of the strength of the Nine-Story Tower, trapping him helplessly.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers below are silent and the scenery is picturesque.

……

More than half a year had passed, and no guests had returned to the guesthouse in Jinhe Palace.

Zeng Wanglou couldn't wait any longer, so he said goodbye to Ye Changmeng who tried his best to keep him as a guest, and after several twists and turns, he was teleported to Fanghu Island in Fangcun Mountain.

After finding Lintianmen, the largest force in Fangcun Mountain, he asked the monk on duty to visit Yu Fengwu of Bitian Peak.

At the top of Bitian Peak, there is a huge training ground on the back mountain.

Yu Fengwu was flying in the air in a black dress. In the sky within a few miles, there were flashes of cold sword light. She practiced the basic skills of "Extreme Heart Sword" every day, controlling the sword with her mind and stabbing out thousands of attacks, unless she was in seclusion because of some enlightenment.

In the words of her master, in addition to natural talent in kendo, it is all about hard training, and hard training covers both mental training and practical training.

Over the past few decades, she has rarely stopped, and her sword skills and strength have improved by leaps and bounds.

A talisman flashed, and the sword lights in the air dodged one after another. Yu Fengwu reached out to take it, feeling a little strange. Who would send her a message? In the entire upper realm, except for Xu, she had almost no friends.

After checking, the woman showed a smile on her face. A friend is coming from afar. She took back the flying swords hovering in the air and turned into a stream of light that fell to the mountain gate three hundred miles away.

The monks on duty saluted one after another. Yu Fengwu walked out from the side door and immediately saw Zeng Mu, whom he had not seen for hundreds of years.

After a brief greeting, Zeng Wanglou refused to enter the mountain gate, and the two of them went to sit in a nearby pavilion to rest.

After talking in secret for half an hour, Yu Fengwu stood up happily and whispered to the air: "Master, I am sending a friend to climb the mountain alone. He will be back before dusk."

She has already learned that Zeng Mu is Zeng Wanglou, the ancestor of her apprentice Meng Yiyi.

The grudges between Zeng Wanglou and the Daning Dynasty when they descended to the mortal world have long since become a thing of the past and no longer exist.

She agreed with Zeng Wanglou's suggestion and let Zeng Wanglou take the lead to build the framework of Dengxian Temple for Xu who had escaped without a trace, arrange the mountain gate formation, and recruit some outer disciples to occupy the territory.

Otherwise, considering Xu's casual nature of being a hands-off boss, who knows when he would be able to establish his own school?
The two self-proclaimed leaders and deputy leaders of the Dengxianguan Sword Hall hit it off immediately and were full of energy.

Fly to Dushan Mountain in the northeast.

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In Qiyuntai blessed land, the sun, moon and stars change in the sky.

Xu Yuanchang sat alone on the platform, flipping through the jade slips left to him by his master, studying them word by word, and practicing with his fingers from time to time. Taoist Yanshan did not teach him any other secret skills except the magic power of creation.

Nor was he given any powerful magic weapon.

What he was told were all subtle and profound ideas, metaphysical knowledge, or ancient anecdotes.

He needs to realize and comprehend his own secret skills and magical powers from it.

Magical weapons are just external objects and should not be overly relied upon.

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yuanchang's cultivation level has improved a lot. He repaired the magic mirror that was damaged by the demon with illusion stones and other rare materials. He often hid in the magic mirror space to practice, and also refined three sixth-level bodies into full-body puppets in case of emergency.

The Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Essence has been merging in a deep sleep, and the progress is slow. I don't know when it will wake up. Every day, he ponders the master's teaching of "nothingness is not accepted, and silence is waiting for everything". He tries to integrate it into the illusion of floating life or Xuantian Jue, or combine it with the breeze transformed from his condensed purple and gray aura to become a magical power.

After years of thinking and understanding, he has gained a lot.

The various energies on the Wuxin Platform achieved a strange balance, and the fluctuations allowed him to temper his soul and body day and night.

He no longer thought about Gu Du outside, and focused on improving his strength first.

Time flies like water. Xu Yuanchang, who thought about it day and night, unknowingly fell into a state of being surrounded by the breeze and blending into the world. His cultivation and realm rose unknowingly.

Phantoms, sword lights, flames or overwhelming finger shadows appear around him from time to time.

The old men who surrounded the Wuxin Terrace made a huge noise, and used various methods to try to interfere, but Taoist Xu, who was sitting cross-legged like a wooden sculpture, turned a deaf ear to them and remained motionless like a mountain.

"Hmph, even if you can break the 'Recovery Shield' I set up, where can you run to?"

In the darkness below the Wuxin Platform, a blurry face of an old man appeared, with a cunning smile in his eyes that showed that he was in control.

In addition to the overt competition of patience, the two sides also have to compete in strategy and luck.

Time flies, and Xu Yuanchang, who was left undisturbed, fell into a deep state of meditation that lasted for seventy years.

The man disappeared for as many as nine times, and later all the strange phenomena disappeared, with only occasional splashes of green light.

Until one day, Xu Yuanchang slowly opened his eyes.

His cultivation had advanced to the late seventh floor. He pondered silently for a moment with a faint smile on his face. He had benefited greatly from understanding the way of "emptiness and tranquility". The power of rules and the breeze had both increased. The next moment, he disappeared from the spot and entered the magic mirror space.

He used the Illusion Floating Life Slash and Mysterious Heaven Art, which he had comprehended and integrated, and was very satisfied with their power.

It should be enough to break the outer layer of light shield by surprise.

Xu Yuanchang did not rush to take action. He relaxed in the magic mirror space, reading books, drawing talismans and drinking tea.

He was thinking about the Heavenly Book Bronze Tablet and Thunder Seal which he could not use temporarily. With his master's knowledge and strength, he could easily unlock the secret of the Heavenly Book Bronze Tablet. However, his master said "go with the flow" and did not indulge him in the idea of ​​getting something for nothing.

Half a year later, he sensed movement coming from the seventh floor of the magic mirror. A look of joy appeared on his face, and as soon as he thought about it, a ball of brilliant white light fell in front of him.

After a long period of fusion, the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Spirit finally absorbed the breath bestowed by Taoist Yanshan and transformed into a seventh-level fire spirit. Its body was covered with flames like fine white fluff, and it was round and very cute. Its left eye was dark green and its right eye was red, looking a little weird.

After communicating with the fire spirit that had already understood human nature, he roughly got to know the little guy's abilities and talents.

"Do you need to replenish the seventh-level fire crystals and magic stones and other natural treasures? Yes, I will give them to you."

Xu Yuanchang threw all the Fire Element Mysterious Stone, Fire Gold, Seventh-Level Fire Crystal, and Fantasy Stone that he had collected into the round fire spirit as big as a bowl, and watched the little guy swallow them all. After a long while, he let out a burp with sparks.

"What else do you need? Do you need a magic weapon?"

Hearing that the little fire spirit could use magic weapons, Xu Yuanchang threw a seventh-level fire element bead he had looted to the little guy.

Three years later, Xu Yuanchang, feeling that the time was ripe, walked out of the magic mirror space.

After putting away the small silver mirror, Xu Yuanchang did not rush to act. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed and meditated, ignoring the old man's verbal provocation. Until one night four months later, he suddenly made a gesture and shot a finger into the sky.

A tremendous force, carrying the power of heaven and earth, "boom", pierced the light pattern about ten feet thick through a hole as big as a bucket.

The Xuantian Jue originally had the ability to split mountains and rivers, move earth and drain the sea, and break through all obstacles. The Xuantian Finger, which combines the meaning of emptiness and tranquility, is incomparably more powerful.

Xu Yuanchang disappeared on the Wuxin Platform, and the next moment, several figures quickly fled to various places in the Qiyuntai blessed land.

There were several loud bangs, and the figures who escaped ten miles away were blown up one after another.

Three figures stood out and fled fifty miles away in the blink of an eye.

The old man was slightly startled, revealed his figure, stretched out his fingers and tapped several times in the distance. He saved his strength to ensure that he would not kill the boy, but he could still beat the cunning little guy so hard that he vomited blood and had no power to fight back.

"Bang", a figure was hit and exploded into fragments all over the sky.

The other two narrowly escaped and quickly fled a hundred miles away.

"It's not an illusion, it's actually a sixth-level puppet."

The old man didn't dare let the two shadows run away, for fear that the shadows would get into other passages set up by the dead old man and escape.

The cunning little guy covered the two figures with a thin layer of breeze to conceal their breath. In a hurry, he couldn't confirm which one was real and which one was fake, and the figures disappeared in a flash.

When he blew up a puppet and was about to chase the figure that was escaping further away, he suddenly noticed a golden light rising from the Wuxin Platform five hundred miles away. He realized at once that he had fallen into the trap of the little guy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

With a sneer, he punched out of thin air.

He only needed to use his magical powers to interrupt the kid's secret method before he passed through the void of the blessed land, so that the little guy would be spared from the backlash.

Young Xu thought that by calculating that Wuxintai would move away in the opposite direction, he could avoid his attack.

Don't underestimate his ability. His punch can reach anywhere within seven or eight hundred miles in the blink of an eye.

Even though the force was a little weaker, it was still possible to interfere with the void travel.

"Bang", a dazzling white light suddenly hit the fist shadow, turning into fine flames all over the sky, falling down.

That golden light broke through the air, rushed out of the Qiyuntai blessed land, and disappeared into the void.

The old man was dumbfounded, and for a moment he was unable to react. How could that boy have the energy to resist his attack? His brain had been locked up for too long, and it was a little difficult for him to work.

Could it be that the old man left a backup plan for Xu?
"Ahhh!"

The old man roared to the sky in anger.

The cooked duck has flown away. When that kid comes back after he has mastered his skills, he will probably be the one to be punished.

Xu Yuanchang traveled alone for the second time, breaking through the blessed land and entering the dark starry sky. His heart finally settled down. With calculations and a little luck, he was also fortunate to have the help of the fire spirit who had been promoted to the seventh level. Otherwise, who knows how long he would have been trapped?
Even if the old man only had 50% to 60% of the strength of the Ninth Floor, he was still not someone he could handle at the moment.

There were seven planets of different sizes hanging in the dark sky. He immediately recognized that the one opposite him was the Fangcun Mountain Region, which was the second largest in size among the seven regions, and he crashed straight into it.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but with a loud "bang", Xu Yuanchang rushed into the sea.

After a long while, a figure flew into the air, circled for a while, and then headed south.

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(End of this chapter)