Chapter 115: Hard to Tell

Looking at what he saw.

I saw flying boats and building ships of various Xuanmen sects, which were parked outside the mountain gate of the Xuanzhen Sect, shaking light and knotting colors, auspicious clouds flying glow.

White Crane Cave, Huanhua Sword Sect, Lianyan Mountain, Water Fire Building...

Layers of treasure light rushed to the sky, misty and brilliant, directly rendering the sky color on the Small Ganshan like glazed light, blurred and hazy.

According to the style of those flying boats and building ships, these should all be mission groups sent by various sects, and there were vague figures on them, which seemed to be quite a few.

However, the Xuanzhen Sect has always been at odds with the surrounding Xuanmen, and there has been blood feud.

Even later, Ai Jian suppressed the six countries' cultivators with one sword, and they could not resist at all.

It was also fear and jealousy that overwhelmed respect.

The inside was far from being a heart.

It was just that during festivals, various sects would randomly send one or two disciples to rush to offer filial piety.

Showing the intention of asking for peace and submission, they would turn around and leave, not wanting to stay for a moment.

And like this grand scene, under the name of their own sect, riding flying boats and building ships, and visiting the mountain with a post.

Not to mention seeing it with his own eyes.

Even hearing about it, this was the first time.

If it weren't for seeing a few Daoists wearing Xuanzhen Sect disciple clothes from afar, driving the escape light, chatting and laughing in those other sects' building ships.

Surrounded by people, and the disciples of other sects accompanying them with smiling faces, they looked very polite.

Chen Hang almost suspected that the nearby Xuanmen could not bear Ai Jian's obscenity, and finally joined forces to kill the Small Ganshan to destroy the Xuanzhen Sect.

However.

Such a scene.

Except for the reason of the Yuchen Sect's Daoist pulse examination.

Chen Hang couldn't think of any other reason that could make these Xuanmen not hesitate to put down their faces and be polite before and after.

Could it be that Ai Jian achieved the first grade of Golden Core, or cultivated the Primordial Spirit Dharma Image?

……

Chen Hang stared for a moment, a trace of doubt appeared on his face, but he didn't think much, just bypassed those flying cars and building ships of other sects, turned a few turns in the air, and landed toward the mountain gate.

And when he reached the peak, a few disciples of the executive room faced him and rose into the air, and after verifying his identity, they waved their hands to let him in.

Chen Hang could be said to be known to everyone in the Xuanzhen Sect, and after the ten-thousand-mile illumination talisman incident at the Daojun Fu Yu Lake, his name was spread even more.

When a few Daoists in the executive room saw him flying in a cloud car, the expression in their eyes was hesitant, and after only a few glances after he took off his mask, they signaled him to enter.

They were all curious and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Chen... Chen Xiao Shixiong."

A pretty young girl, looking only fifteen or sixteen, suddenly spoke up, and ignoring the astonishment of the fellow disciples behind her, she stepped forward a few paces.

Glanced at Chen Hang quickly, and soon lowered her head, twisting and pinching:

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong eliminated demons and defended the Dao in the Daojun Fu Yu Lake, what a big name, several senior sisters—"

"Ling'er!"

A young man with a wide nose and deep eyes, wearing a yellow dress, stared and scolded angrily, forcibly interrupting the girl's unfinished words.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Yan Ping has cultivated to the second layer of Foundation Establishment—the realm of size as you wish, and Elder Yan has also bestowed his own Fire Crow Pot on him. I heard that Yan Ping once let out words after a wine banquet, saying that he would peel Chen Hang's skin and cramp his bones in the abyss, and send him to the underground to accompany Uncle Yan Zhen!"

"The fire crow spirits in the Fire Crow Pot are extremely yang and fierce. Unless you forcibly suppress them with strength, you must have yin and turbid Qi to break them. Chen Xiao Shixiong must be careful of Xiao Xiao Shixiong Yan Ping. This person has always been shallow-minded and the most ghostly. When Chen Xiao Shixiong is in the abyss, you must guard against it, don't fall into the calculation!"

The girl called Ling'er slanted at the young man, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

After a giggle, she spat out these words like a string of cannons.

After speaking, she shrank her neck quickly and retreated behind the crowd, hiding further away from the young man.

"Okay, Xiao Xiao Shixiong Sun Xiu, I'm done."

She stuck out her tongue, spread her hands innocently:

"If there is nothing, we will not stay much, should we go back?"

"You—"

The man called Sun Xiu, who had a wide nose and deep eyes, had a black face, and hated to roll up his sleeves, as if he wanted to teach the girl a lesson.

Who would have thought that after taking a few steps forward, he was blocked by a group of Daoists in the executive room, and persuaded in a panic.

After struggling hard, looking at it, the girl had already run away!

"Beauty misleads people! Beauty misleads people! Yan Ping has to fight with him, what does it have to do with you? If this word spreads out, not to mention Yan Feichen and Yan Ping, who has a small belly, just the punishment of the teacher is enough for me to drink a pot!"

Sun Xiu was so angry that his chest was tight, and he didn't know how many times he had scolded the girl secretly in his heart.

Thinking of the temperament of his teacher Yuanji Shangren, it was even more dark in front of his eyes.

"I heard from the teacher that Elder Yan Feichen seems to have received some news and wants to make peace with the junior brother."

Thinking about it, anyway, it was already done badly.

After a moment of silence.

Chen Hang suddenly heard a secret sound transmission.

Looking sideways.

Only to see Sun Xiu still looking angry, gritting his teeth, and even the remaining sleeve was hated and rolled up.

The quiet sound transmission continued, saying:

"However, the Fire Crow Pot is true, and Yan Ping's heart to hate you is also true. This person once followed Uncle Yan Zhen for a long time, and naturally knows the inside story better than me, an outsider. I won't show off my tongue anymore. In short, when you go down to the abyss, keep an eye on him!"

The sound didn't ring again after speaking.

Chen Hang looked deeply at the direction where Sun Xiu was.

This person didn't show any expression on his face, and covered it up extremely well.

After thinking for a moment, he operated the embryonic breathing and continued to drive the clouds to fly toward the Small Ganshan.

……

Chen Hang took a deep look in the direction where Sun Xiu was located.

The Small Ganshan has eleven peaks, nine large cliffs, and twenty waterfalls.

In the vast southern region, it was once selected as one of the four hundred famous mountains, which is a place where the earth's energy is booming.

Otherwise, Ai Jian would not have chosen this place as the mountain gate after a lot of picking and choosing.

The nearby Xuanmo Daoist lineages also had disputes with Ai Jian because of the ownership of this mountain, and finally they were killed and rolled, and then they stopped.

Little Ganshan has a total of eleven peaks, nine large cliffs, and twenty waterfalls.

But operating the Qi cultivation method to transform it.

The embryonic breathing only grew a trace that could not be noticed, which was better than nothing...

"The spiritual machine in the southern region is not prosperous, it seems to be a fixed situation... Even in this place, it cannot be forced. No wonder the big sects like the Five Light Sect and the Flower God Mansion, although they are local big sects in the southern region, their mountain gates are far away from the hinterland of the southern region. Could it be that the deeper you go into the southern region, the more scarce the spiritual machine is?"

He secretly thought.

After a while, when he reached the Luoxia Peak, Chen Hang pressed the escape light and landed in front of a cave wall rock mansion.

"The sky is dusk, and visiting now is also disturbing. It is better to look for Xiao Xiao Shixiong Xu Zhi tomorrow."

He looked up at the dark red cloud gas on his head.

He took out a flying talisman from his sleeve, whispered a few words, and then raised his hand, the flying talisman whistled, and went straight to Xu Zhi's cave mansion.

This flying talisman is used for message transmission, which can be counted as miscellaneous items used by cultivators in their daily life and travel.

Similar ones include the food-making tripod, the dust-cleaning talisman, the wine-making branch, the beauty pen, etc.

Because the value is not very precious, it is classified as a miscellaneous item.

After Chen Hang bought a lot of ghost-dispelling talismans, the shopkeeper waved his hand and gave it away as an addition.

After sending that flying talisman, Chen Hang exerted force to move the sealing stone and entered his cave wall rock mansion.

No one has lived or cleaned for several months.

Whether it is bookshelves, bamboo curtains, or tea cases, they are all covered with a thick layer of dust.

However, it is good that the interior of this residence is very simple, and there are no furnishings, only after using a few dust-cleaning talismans, it has been cleaned.

Chen Hang looked around for the last time, took out an apricot yellow meditation cushion from the Qiankun bag, sat on it, and silently operated the Dharma formula to sit and adjust his breath.

No words all night.

The next day, when a running crown jumped out of the sky, dyeing the pale mountain mist into a golden and slightly red color, Chen Hang had already collected the Dharma formula, set up an escape light and looked for Xu Zhi.

The eleven peaks of the Small Ganshan, the Luoxia Peak where he lived and the Xiongqing Peak where Xu Zhi was located were not far away, but when Chen Hang arrived at his cave mansion, no one came to answer.

"There is no trace of flying talismans left outside this cave mansion, clearly taken away by someone. Xiao Xiao Shixiong only practices alchemy and cultivation in his own one-third of an acre, and never goes out easily. Where can he go?"

Chen Hang frowned slightly.

When he wanted to turn back, he suddenly felt something and looked down.

Only to see a burst of laughter and noise coming from a beam pavilion in the mountain belly.

Those beautiful women were about dozens of people, each with a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure. At this time, they were surrounding a young Daoist carrying a long piano on his back and refused to let go, squeezing the beam pavilion in the mountain belly full, and water could not pass through.

In that burst of laughter, the young Daoist's face was red, very embarrassed, protecting his hands on his chest, lowering his head, and wanting to rush out of the beam pavilion.

After a few movements, they were pushed back by those women.

It was like a cow whose feet were trapped in a mud pool, no matter how hard he exerted force, he couldn't get out.

Chen Hang saw that his forehead was already sweating, his face was red, and under the teasing of the crowd, he wished he could turn around and hit the beam pillar to death.

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Xu Zhi?"

Chen Hang was slightly surprised in his heart, stepped forward, and finally saw the young Daoist's face clearly.

And as if he felt something.

The ashamed and angry Xu Zhi looked up blankly, and saw a white-clothed Daoist with big sleeves standing in front of his cave mansion.

He was startled, and then showed a look of wild joy.

"Chen Chen Shidi! Chen Chen Shidi? Why did you return to the mountain gate? Isn't it still a few days before going to the abyss?"

The group of female cultivators surrounding Xu Zhi were surprised, hurriedly followed his gaze, and their eyes lit up instantly.

"Although it is still a few days away, it is not far, always have to prepare early."

Chen Hang bowed and said:

"It seems I didn't come at the right time."

"Where! Where!"

Xu Zhi took advantage of the surrounding female cultivators' daze, and used ten percent of his strength to fight hard, and finally managed to squeeze out.

He let out a long sigh

Chen Hang performed a salute and said:

"It seems I have come at a bad time."

"Not at all! Not at all!"

Taking advantage of the moment the surrounding female cultivators were stunned, Xu Zhi used all his strength to struggle, finally managing to squeeze out.

He let out a long sigh of relief and said as if granted a pardon:

"You have come at exactly the right time!"

……

……

It was learned that Xu Zhi had been pestered by a group of female cultivators because he had newly refined a gourd of Beauty-Fixing Pills, and word had leaked out from somewhere.

After several promises that he would open the furnace a few more times and that everyone would be able to get one,

hearing such oaths and vows, the group of female cultivators were finally satisfied and dispersed in company.

At this point, Xu Zhi finally revealed an expression like someone who had escaped death, invited Chen Hang into the gate, and served tea while waiting.

The two sat opposite each other and chatted for a while, talking about some details of Qi cultivation, insights into sword techniques, and so on.

Xu Zhi had clearly heard of Yan Ping's so-called drunken ravings and was filled with worry.

During this time, he also tried hard to persuade Chen Hang to resign from the Earth Abyss mission, but not to mention that the matter with Ai Jian was difficult to explain, he saw Chen Hang only smiling without speaking, clearly having made up his mind.

After nagging impatiently for a long time, he finally had no choice but to give up his persuasion.

"However, since Chen Chen Shidi is determined to go to the Earth Abyss and it is already a situation that cannot be resigned from, I, your Xiao Xiao Shixiong, have an item to lend you."

After the two talked for a while longer.

Xu Zhi suddenly smiled slightly, reached out and beckoned, took a sword from the wall, held it horizontally in his palm, and handed it to Chen Hang:

"This sword is named Pulse Abode, taken from the meaning 'the heart stores the pulse, the pulse stores the spirit, and the spirit resides within it.' Although it is a low-grade talisman artifact, it is at the level of the Nine Great Divine Prohibitions, and can be counted as a sharp weapon!"

He pushed his palm forward and said complacently:

"Let this item be lent to Chen Chen Shidi for self-protection. I haven't even placed a mark on it since I bought it. With this sharp weapon to assist you, your chances of survival will surely increase by several degrees!"

Chen Hang was slightly startled, put down his teacup, and said:

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong, did you sell Daoist Yangshan's Six-Yin Heavenly Ghost Banner and Five-Light Pendant to purchase this sword?"

"How did you know?"

Xu Zhi was taken aback.

"I accept your good intentions, Xiao Xiao Shixiong, but I also have a sword to gift to you. I, Chen Hang, was lucky enough in the Daojun Fu Yu Lake to obtain a sum of wealth."

Chen Hang took out the Zhanzhu sword he had taken from Qin Xian of the Blood Lotus Sect, placed it on the table, and bowed:

"Since I began my cultivation, Xiao Xiao Shixiong has truly helped me a great deal. Please accept this as a token of my gratitude, and I hope you will not decline."

"This—"

Xu Zhi's brain shook with a boom, and his hands trembled.

He looked at Chen Hang in disbelief, then looked at the Zhanzhu sword, his eyes revealing a look of horror.

"You, you cannot—"

He was stunned for a long time before he gave a bitter smile, stood up, and shook his head:

"A mid-grade talisman artifact is too precious. I cannot shamelessly accept it, and besides—"

Xu Zhi paused and smiled astringently:

"Aren't you afraid that I am an ungrateful wretch? I fled from battle and caused the death of fellow disciples. My reputation in this sect is not very good."

"Why should Xiao Xiao Shixiong belittle yourself? My reputation in the sect is also not good."

Chen Hang also stood up and said:

"I have already disturbed Xiao Xiao Shixiong for too long, so I will not stay any longer. If Xiao Xiao Shixiong really feels bad about that Zhanzhu sword, just consider it a temporary loan from me. When Xiao Xiao Shixiong's cultivation is successful in the future, you can return it then."

Without waiting for Xu Zhi to refuse again.

He smiled again:

"But at that time, Xiao Xiao Shixiong will have to pay some interest."

Xu Zhi was silent for a moment.

He was stunned and speechless.

And it was only when Chen Hang had already walked out of the door that a voice slowly called out to him from within.

"Elder Gu Jun's only son was not killed by me..."

The expression on his face was like the dense clouds before a sudden summer rain, changing rapidly, and finally settling into a kind of pale sorrow:

"Chen Chen Shidi, I did not flee from battle—"

He breathed with difficulty, feeling his heart pounding heavily, every inch of it leaping with effort.

Those unbearable past events and sorrows came back to his mind like a huge tide, overwhelming and simply about to swallow him up.

"I—"

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong, say no more."

Chen Hang's voice suddenly interrupted him.

Xu Zhi raised his head.

Chen Hang turned his face away, not looking at those blood-red eyes, and only said:

"I believe you."

Xu Zhi slowly straightened up, looking at Chen Hang's back.

Until he had gone far away, and it was unknown how much time had passed.

Only then did he collapse numbly into his chair, as if all his strength had been drained, drenched in sweat.

He lowered his head, his eyes complex, and covered his face with his sleeves:

"Thank you..."

……

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Several days passed in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, the day for the journey to the Earth Abyss arrived.

At noon.

Chen Hang was sitting on a meditation cushion practicing Qi when he was suddenly startled by a heavy knocking on the door. He stood up, adjusted his robes, and opened the door.

And upon seeing the person outside the door, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.

"Elder Yan?"

Chen Hang spoke: "A rare guest indeed."

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