If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 153 Master, save me!

After chatting with Master Xuanmiao for a while, Gu An asked him to take him to see the herb garden.

Master Xuanmiao planted a medicinal herb garden at the foot of the mountain. It was quite large, and he had taken in a few little monsters to guard it. Gu An began to pick the mature herbs and then lectured Master Xuanmiao on a bunch of profound principles.

The Mysterious Immortal listened attentively to the Mountain God's teachings, feeling that every word contained the true meaning of the Great Dao.

After harvesting, Gu An only took half of the herbs, leaving the other half for Xuanmiao Zhenren to refine pills and cultivate.

Although this wasn't the first time, it always moved Master Xuanmiao.

Though it is said that one is to be a slave and serve for life, in reality one is to cultivate under the tutelage of the mountain god, which is an immense blessing!

The Mysterious Immortal felt that the Mountain God had an important mission for him, because the Mountain God said: "When Heaven is about to entrust a great task to someone, it will first test his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body, leave him destitute, and thwart his actions."

The planting of medicinal herbs may not be what the mountain god needs, but rather a way to temper his character.

He had a bold guess about the mission the mountain god wanted to pass on to him, a guess that even he couldn't help but feel unsettled whenever he thought about it, and he tried hard not to think about it.

……

The medicinal garden of the Mountain God Temple has not yet become a stable source of lifespan for Gu An. He mainly relies on the Xuan Valley, the Eight Scenery Cave, the Third Medicine Valley, Tianya Valley, and Nianchu Cave to gain nearly 200,000 years of lifespan each year, with occasional fluctuations.

His lifespan has already exceeded 5.6 million years, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will reach a lifespan of 10 million years in 20 years.

The great calamity of demons is unlikely to erupt within the next twenty years. According to the internal speculation of the Tai Xuan Sect, it will take at least another fifty years before the great calamity of demons erupts.

After returning to Xuan Valley, Gu An continued to work as an ordinary disciple.

It is worth mentioning that the ancient sect has promoted Gu An to an inner disciple, but Gu An still prefers to wander around the outer sect cities on weekdays.

He has many friends outside the sect; he is a sentimental person.

And so, another year has passed.

Summer is here.

Gu An was practicing calligraphy in the pavilion of Xuan Valley. While practicing, he was also thinking about the profound formations in the Ziwei Formation Record.

Lu Jiujia suddenly came to visit Gu An. Upon hearing the knock on the door, Gu An let him in.

He closed the door, went to the desk, and said, "Senior brother, I've found out about Wuxin."

Wu Xin, Gu An's junior brother, was a spy from Qianqiu Pavilion. Although he left, he left behind the Dao Yan Gong.

Gu An didn't look up, continuing to stare at the book, and said, "Tell me about it."

Lu Jiujia immediately said, "Because of the chaos caused by the Tanhua Sect, the Qianqiu Pavilion has been disbanded. I originally thought he had perished, but recently I heard that a young monk has appeared under the emperor's command, who calls himself Wuxin. This monk is ruthless and once slaughtered nine thousand armored soldiers of the Hanlu Dynasty by himself, and refined their heads into magical artifacts. This matter has caused a huge reaction in the cultivation world. In order to unify the world, the emperor does not consider morality when employing people. Now he has many demonic cultivators and ghost cultivators under his command."

After hearing this, Gu An felt a surge of emotion, realizing that his understanding had become stronger.

As for Wuxin's actions, he couldn't comment on them.

It is worth mentioning that the cultivation world of the Nine Dynasties tacitly approved of Li Xuandao's actions and allowed the dynasties to start a war, but there was one condition: no matter how the fighting went on, the sects were not allowed to get involved, and at least the grudges between the dynasties could not be brought up to the sects.

Of course, despite these rules, the Tai Xuan Sect would secretly support Li Xuandao, and the cultivation sects of the Han Lu Dynasty would also send people to provide assistance.

The cultivators of the Nine Dynasties all hoped that the dynasty that would unify the world would be their own dynasty.

Lu Jiujia sighed, "Wu Xin's current strength is probably comparable to the Core Formation Realm. With his talent, how could he be so powerful? He must have cultivated some kind of demonic art. Senior brother, you'd better be careful if you encounter him in the future."

He had also gone astray and knew what it felt like to fall into the demonic path. In order to become stronger, he would stop at nothing. In that state, he only cared about himself.

Gu An nodded and said, "Don't worry, I don't usually leave the Tai Xuan Sect's territory, so he definitely won't dare to come."

The Tai Xuan Sect is soaring. The influence of the Golden List Conference and Pan An's works has led to an increasing number of disciples in the Tai Xuan Sect. Many powerful independent cultivators have also joined the Tai Xuan Sect. Every year, the Tai Xuan Sect's nominal strength will rise to a new level.

The most significant point is that Gu An rarely sees demonic cultivators infiltrating the Tai Xuan Sect anymore.

After Lu Jiujia finished telling the story, he stopped bothering Gu An.

Gu An continued practicing calligraphy, thinking he could show off his handwriting in the next book.

Such beautiful calligraphy should not be kept to oneself for appreciation.

I may not be a genius at cultivating immortality, but I am definitely a genius at calligraphy!
Gu An felt a surge of pride and his mood became increasingly cheerful.

at this time.

He suddenly felt someone calling him. He initially thought it was the Mysterious Immortal, but when he scanned with his divine sense, he found that the Mysterious Immortal was cultivating.

He couldn't help but listen carefully and realized that the person calling for the mountain god was not the mountain god.

Instead, it was 'Master, save me.'

Ok?
……

Under the blue sky and white clouds, hundreds of cultivators floated among the mountains, facing the same mountain wall, continuously casting spells.

No matter how their spiritual power attacked, they could not shake that mountain wall. Every time it was attacked, the mountain wall would show a layer of blue light to resist all attacks.

An old man flew to the side of the only purple-clad man who hadn't yet made a move and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, the restrictions here are too powerful. Even I, a cultivator at the Transcendent Realm, would find it difficult to break through!"

The man in purple was a prince of the Tianwei Dynasty named Si Zong, who was at the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Si Zong said indifferently, "Continue the attack. Even if we can't break through, we have to scare that kid. My master will be here soon. Also, have a group of people disperse to prevent that kid from escaping. He is the top scorer on the Tai Xuan Sect's Golden List. If he escapes this time, it will be difficult to catch him. Once he grows up, he will be a big problem for Tian Wei."

"Yes!"

The old man immediately accepted the order and left.

Meanwhile, inside the mountain wall, after passing through a winding passage, one arrives at a spacious cave chamber. An Hao is meditating to heal his injuries, and standing beside him is a woman in yellow, dressed in rich attire, with a beautiful face.

“Hey, my second brother’s master is a Xuanxin Realm expert and the Supreme Elder of Zhutian Peak, the number one sect in Tianwei. He will definitely get what he wants. I advise you to open the mountain gate, let him in, and then apologize. I can help you plead with my second brother.”

The woman in yellow spoke, revealing her name to be Si Yan'er, a princess of Tianwei. At this moment, she stood on the ground, only able to speak, her body stiff. Upon closer inspection, a talisman was affixed to her shoulder.

An Hao kept his eyes closed, ignoring him; his face was pale.

He also realized that the situation was critical and he had virtually no hope of escaping.

As he healed his wounds, he thought of his master.

His greatest wish was to meet his master. Even though he knew that his master was the Sword Master Fudao, he still did not know his master's true identity.

No one in the Tai Xuan Sect knew who the Sword Master Fu Dao was, not even his second master, Lü Baitian.

That's why An Hao cultivated even more diligently.

His real master is stronger than the entire Tai Xuan Sect. If he doesn't work hard in his cultivation, how can he satisfy his master?
An Hao felt both resentful and a little disappointed.

That is, he hoped that his master would come to his rescue in this critical moment.

Although Si Zong was only at the Nascent Soul stage, he was no match for him. What was infuriating was that Si Zong could summon reinforcements, and he even managed to summon a group of high-level cultivators.

This made An Hao feel extremely frustrated.

He also has powerful backers!
He felt that if his master could come, it would be useless for Si Zong to call more people.

The incessant chatter of Si Yan'er was driving him crazy.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, glare at Si Yan'er, and curse, "If you say another word, I'll skin you alive and have my way with you before I die!"

Upon hearing this, Si Yan'er's face turned pale, and she quickly shut her mouth, only able to stare at him with her big eyes, feeling wronged and angry.

"Cough cough..."

An Hao was so angry that his blood rushed to his head, and he coughed. He didn't like spitting blood, so he forced himself to swallow the blood back down despite the discomfort.

He quickly regained his composure and continued practicing to recover from his injury.

An hour later.

Si Yan'er couldn't help but ask, "Hey, An Hao, do you think that statue is the statue of the cave owner?"

Following her gaze, a stone statue stood in the center of the cave. It was an old man standing on a tortoise, holding a wooden cane, with a hunched back and a kind face. Although it was a stone statue, it had a feeling that it was about to come to life.

An Hao closed his eyes and replied, "Perhaps."

He suddenly thought of something, immediately got up, and went to the stone statue.

He began to circle the stone statue, observing it carefully.

"Did you find anything?" Si Yan'er asked curiously.

An Hao did not answer him.

at this time.

A terrifying pressure descended, causing An Hao to stop in his tracks and his expression to change drastically. Si Yan'er was also frightened.

"Master, you've finally arrived!"

A joyful shout came from outside. The guy was speaking loudly on purpose, clearly meant for An Hao and the other person to hear.

"I never expected that this place would contain the ruins of an ancient great cultivator's cave. Please move aside."

A cold voice rang out, causing An Hao's expression to turn ugly.

Si Yan'er said gloatingly, "Hey, are you scared now? Hurry up and unseal me, or you'll be dead for sure when they break in!"

Rumbling--

The cave shook violently, and sand and dust fell, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

A terrifying divine sense had already probed in, making An Hao's heart pound and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

No matter how talented he is, he can never be a match for someone at the Profound Heart Realm!
Let alone the Profound Heart Realm, even the Transcendent Void Realm could crush him!

At this moment, An Hao could not calm down either. He clenched his fists and inexplicably thought of his master.

"hateful……"

"Master, save me..."

An Hao gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

Upon hearing this, Si Yan'er immediately laughed and said, "Isn't your master the sect leader of the Tai Xuan Sect? It's said that he only has the cultivation of the Integration Realm. He's no match for my second brother's master, and he's far away in the Tai Xuan Sect. There's no way he could come to save you!"

An Hao glared at her and said angrily, "The master I'm talking about isn't Lü Baitian!"

Si Yan'er pouted and asked, "Do you possibly have a master in the Profound Heart Realm?"

“I…” An Hao couldn’t answer, because he had promised his master that he would not reveal his master’s existence.

Just then, a hand landed on An Hao's shoulder, startling him. Then, he heard a voice that made his eyes redden: "Foolish disciple, how many years has it been, and you're already clamoring for your master to save you?"

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