After asking, it turned out that a good thing had been accomplished. Xue Tong presented a magic weapon from the ghost clan and laughed loudly: "This is a congratulatory gift. Congratulations to both of you!"
Guan Muqing blushed with embarrassment and looked away without saying a word. Ren Juexin looked shy and thanked Xue Tong for taking care of Chengcheng.
The two became guests in Yizhou, and were cared for by Guan Ren, so they lived a comfortable life.
Xue Tong bought some animal carcasses and was escorted out of the city by Guan Ren.
Xue Tonglong's tiger step is as powerful as a mountain, giving people a feeling of being powerless to shake him. The Ghost Lord Guan Reng beside him seems a bit thin and dwarfed by him.
…
After four years of not returning, a new visitor came to Lingyun Mountain.
Think first!
More than a hundred years ago, the elder of Chongxumen of Xinyuan Jinglong Kingdom met Xue Tongfan Ruhua, and they were sophisticated and sophisticated.
"Elder Zhong Xin Yuan has been here for a long time. Come to Yunxi for a change of scenery." Fan Ruhua said with a smile.
"Wherever I am, Chongxu is unremarkable day after day. I came here to look for another kind of opportunity." Zhong Xianmou said hurriedly.
Zhongxianmou is a great master, and he is half an old friend. He is exactly the person Xuanling Sect urgently needs. On the day he came to the mountain, Fan Ruhua appointed him as the elder of the sect.
After fifty years of planning, his cultivation speed was slow, and he finally gave up on the Chongxu Sect.
"How do fellow Taoists Zhong know about the Xuanling Sect?" Xue Tong asked.
"It has been thirty years since the Taoist priest established the clan, and the news has spread to Xinyuan. Xian Mou heard the news and became interested."
"Has there been any news about Wanyu and Chongguang monks in recent years?"
Xue Tong once asked Zhong Xianmou to inquire more about such information.
"Not many people come to Xinyuan, and even fewer deserve attention. A new guy named Yu Qian joined forces with Fei Ran and Wang Huaji to start a business of spiritual objects and opened more than ten shops in a row." Zhong Xianmou said. .
Xue Fan, Xiao and the other two looked at each other for a few seconds.
"Yu Qian is the head of Chongguang Jinluan Trading Company, and he has returned to his old business." Xue Tongzhihai recalled the past.
"Oh, does the Taoist priest know it?"
"We know each other, but we're not very familiar with them. Now we're thousands of miles apart, so don't bother us. Let's do our own thing." Xue Tong said calmly.
It would be better not to mention and think less about the old relationship with Fei Ran.
…
The Xuanling Sect has a hundred people and is a very small sect, but its strength is not weak. Even if Xue Tong is not included, it is close to the level of a medium-sized Xuanmen.
Xue Tong could have stayed in Lingyun Mountain for a long time until he reached heaven.
On the one hand, the Divine Hammer has been refined to the third level, and it would be inappropriate to wait for a long time to get it. On the other hand, it will still take many years to advance. It is unclear when the mana precipitation and energy accumulation in front of the heavenly realm will be completed.
He intended to refine the Nightmare Bone Art before upgrading to Heavenly Being, which would greatly improve his physique and greatly increase the benefits that Heavenly Being would gain when he was promoted.
However, the requirements for mana precipitation and energy gathering are therefore significantly higher, which delays the time to pass the pass.
Xue Tong stayed at Lingyun Mountain for three years. After the fourth revolution of Fahai was completed and the bone puppet reached great perfection, he thought of leaving the mountain.
Except for a few core members, the outside world only knew that Xue Tong traveled far and wide and returned to the clan from time to time.
…
After three months, the ice conquered the North Sea.
Xue Tong has been flying on a vulture for three full days.
"Woo~wu~"
The wind blew shrilly, and the dark clouds on the horizon were getting thicker and thicker.
"Oh, a big storm?"
Xue Tong changed to the eagle boat to let the eagle rest.
He had seen countless storms, and the intensity of the North Sea storm was moderate and did not cause him any concern.
The duck boat shuttled through heavy rain and lightning, flying with the wind for a day.
A bigger storm came, blowing southeasterly winds.
"It's up to you, it depends on God's will." Xue Tong's accumulated duck boats are enough to fly a hundred thousand miles, no matter how the course deviates, whatever the wind takes.
The strong wind blew for five days, and the bird ship lost its spiritual power early on, relying entirely on the power of the wind.
The wind became lighter and the height of the duck boat continued to decrease.
Xue Tong changed boats and observed the sea scenery.
It was still the endless North Sea. Xue Tong estimated that he was blown off by more than ten thousand miles. He adjusted his direction and flew to Huanchen Renzhou again.
One day later.
There is a small island on the sea ahead. After checking it, I can't figure out which island on the map corresponds to it.
The island is small, with rocky mountains in the north and grassy woodland in the south.
"It's more like an uninhabited and nameless island. Among the islands in the western North Sea on the map, none of the topography is similar to this island."
Xue Tong quickly changed his mind.
Large wooden houses were built in the forest, and caves were dug at the foot of nearby mountains.
"Bang!"
Three giant arrows shot from the treetops.
"call!"
The vulture opened its mouth and spat out, and the lightning struck three arrows, which turned into fireballs and fell into the forest.
Xue Tong jumped on the eagle and stood in front of the wooden house to look at it.
This is the only one, the wooden arrow mechanism on the treetop is at the early stage of master level, and there are some warning restrictions installed near the house.
From the cave behind, a late-stage master monk walked out.
The monk is in his fifties and has an elegant temperament. He does not look like a wanderer who has lived on a deserted island for a long time.
There was a trace of surprise on the man's face, "A rare visitor has come to Jimu Island. Welcome, please come in."
Xue Tong nodded, "Sorry to bother you."
The monk brewed a pot of lightly fragrant tea.
The wooden tables and chairs in the hall are simple and elegant in style, showing the taste of the owner.
"Fellow Taoist must have deviated from the course due to the storm a few days ago and passed by Jimu Island."
"My surname is Yang, and my first name is Yunsheng." The man said.
"Yang Daoyou has a good eye. Speaking of our families, my surname is Yang and my name is Shijie. Why did you come to Jimu Island?"
Xue Tong wears the Hidden Ghost Cloak and has amplified spiritual pressure.
"My younger brother is originally from Zhongzhou, Huanchen. Because he had a grudge with others, he simply left Zhongzhou twenty years ago and settled down on Jiumu Island to cultivate his moral character and practice quietly."
"Well, that's fine. How is the situation in Zhongzhou? Is it chaotic?" Xue Tong asked.
“In Zhongzhou, where people and materials gather, it’s normal to have troubles and chaos. I’ve been involved in disputes and eventually moved out.”
Yang Yunsheng did not say what the specific dispute was, and Xue Tong did not ask further, and asked: "Are there many dwarves in Zhongzhou?"
"It's not much. All we do is the weapon refining business."
"Have there been any sensational events in Zhongzhou in the past few decades?" Xue Tong asked again.
When he went to Huanchen, he had three things in mind: the water tempering technique of the Su Xin Sect, the fire tempering technique of the dwarves, and the Qiang Duren Snake God Cauldron.
"A big sensation? Before we came down, Ziguangzhuang and Junlingfang fought fiercely, and hundreds of people died. That's all." Yang Yunsheng said.
Xue Tong had little interest in this.
"Well, Mr. Yang has not been to Zhongzhou yet. Do you have anything to say to fellow Taoist Taoist disciples that you would like to convey to me?"
Xue Tong expressed his intention to say goodbye.
Yang Yunsheng hesitated for a while, took a name post, and on the day of signing it, he said: "If you meet Taoist Master Gu Xun of Junlingfang, please tell me that you are safe. Just say that we will meet in Hezhou. There is no need to tell the specific location."
"Yang travels east and west, and Zhongzhou is a long way away. The things entrusted by Taoist friends may not be accomplished..." Xue Tong said.
"That's just a matter of convenience. No special trip is required. Besides, Junlingfang has most likely moved away from Guocheng."
…
Renzhou, Yanxi Town.
"Taoist Xue!" Chen Shu was stunned for a moment when he saw Xue Tong.
Xue Tong asked about the situation during the past thirty years.
"A few years after the Taoist Master left, there were rumors that the Taoist Master had too many enemies, so he simply responded to Yun Xi's news."
"Su Xin Sect has not changed, Miao Jing is still the sect leader, and Tian Mang Sect is still the same old people." Chen Shu said.
Xue Tong spent half a day reminiscing with Chen Shu and Zuo Makui.
"Xue established Xuanling Sect in Yunxi Tianqi Kingdom. If you two want to change your environment, you are welcome at any time." Xue Tong said.
The two of them thought about it, and Zuo Makui said: "The Taoist priest's sect must have nothing to say, but we have lived in Yanxi for two hundred years, and we have become secular. We have no plans to leave for a while."
"Well, you two make up your own mind, you can come anytime you want."
Xue Tong bypassed Tianmang City and embarked on a long road to obtain the Earth-level third-grade "God-falling Hammer" from the Hanshui tribe of the dwarf tribe!
…
"To obtain the water tempering technique, you need to kill people and seize the treasure. The fire tempering technique may be worth a lot of money. The dwarves scattered in the four central states may have ready-made tempering techniques to buy. It's just a matter of price!"
"Either rob or buy, treasures in the world can go either way."
Xue Tong drew up a plan and headed east instead, entering the central part of Huanchen.
He went directly to Taishun Mansion, one of the largest cities in the giant continent.
Taishun Mansion is so big that you can't even see it at a glance.
It has a population of one million, more than half of which are monks.
Xue Tong went to several of the largest shops, and the highest-grade magic weapons on the list were all magic weapons.
Xue Tongzhi asked: "Are there any earth-level treasures for sale?"
The clerk showed a strange expression, "You must be from out of town, Taishun Mansion has the best magic weapon in the world. It is sold publicly to the first level of magic weapon. Auctions and private transactions are separate. If you want to buy it at the prefectural level, don't Come to the weapon refining shop and ask."
"Do you have any channels, fellow Taoist, or any information about the auction exchange meeting?" Xue Tong asked politely.
"It's not often sold at auctions. It's good to catch up once every three to five years. I don't know about private exchanges."
The guy didn't want to pay any attention to me.
Xue Tong took the bag of spirit stones and said, "These 100,000 spirit stones are given to fellow Taoists. You only need to provide clues that you think are valuable. Regardless of whether there is any news in the future, the spirit stones will be yours."
"oh!"
The clerk's eyes were gleaming, Xue Tong was making such a generous move, but the conditions were so low, he couldn't believe it.
"Can I still lie to you?" Xue Tong said with a smile.
I don't know when a light mist started to drift in the room, and the waiter could see an extremely warm feeling in Xue Tong's eyes, which he couldn't bear to refuse.
"Taoist Priest, go to Wuxiang Pavilion and ask, don't tell me what I said."
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At dusk, East Fourth District.
A tower-shaped attic, with half of it exposed behind the high wall.
Wuxiang Pavilion is an ancient pavilion, but the owner of the Taoist temple is the boss of a moderate force in Taishun City.
The closer we get to Wuxiang Pavilion, the more desolate the market becomes. They must all belong to Wuxiang Pavilion's property. They deliberately arranged their homes with no shops facing the street to separate them from the bustling city.
"Knock on the door directly, or take the opportunity to get closer?"
Xue Tong's camel was getting closer and closer to the compound.
"Who are you looking for?"
A small door suddenly opened in the yard facing the street, and a person poked his head in and asked.
"Passing by," Xue Tong said.
"There are private houses nearby. Please ask the Taoist priest to take a detour or pass quickly."
Xue Tong's camel strolling around can easily cause displeasure.
Xue Tong took the opportunity to say: "The road does not belong to your home, so it is not illegal to cross here."
There was a hint of blackness on the man's face, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Master Taoist, please."
Xue Tong turned a street and suddenly more than ten people poured out of the yard next to him.
The leading monk in black and purple robes, the Grand Master, raised his hands and said, "The Taoist Master is here to see someone? Or is there something wrong?"
"I'm looking for the Master of Wuxiang Pavilion to discuss something."
With Xue Tong's knowledge and cultivation, let alone the Master of the Wuxiang Pavilion, even the Master of the Wuxiang Pavilion could see him whenever he wanted.
"It's unfortunate that the Taoist priest is here. The master of the pavilion has something to do recently. Will it be done in half a month?"
Xue Tong's aura was so strong that the black-robed monk couldn't figure out the situation and didn't dare to refuse directly.
"Oh, it seems that Wuxiang Pavilion is in trouble. Then Yang came at the right time. Wouldn't it be just right to help solve the trouble first and then talk about business?" Xue Tong said with an understatement.
"The Taoist Master is highly skilled in cultivation. I accept it with kindness. It's better to come back in a few days." The man in black robe refused to help.
Xue Tong patted the pet bag.
Everyone suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.
The gloomy and suffocating aura made people shiver again.
The black soul beast circled around the crowd, baring its long fangs.
The violent ape soul beast is a powerful master, how can the monks of Wuxiang Pavilion not know it.
