No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 160 Damn it
After the sky cracked, many banished immortals escaped from the fairyland.

There are banished immortals, maybe there are demons, and there are definitely more than just Chen Wentao.

Xu Shun went to look for other people.

"How could I stop him?" Lan Dao Ren laughed and said, "How could a master stop his disciple from following his own path?"

"Even if the paths are opposite?" Xu Shun asked.

Taoist Lan nodded and said, "From top to bottom, there is nothing in our Qinghua Sect that is not contradictory."

Taoist Lan is completely different from Taoist Cucumber, Taoist Cucumber is different from his master, and his master is different from his master's master.

The Qinghua School is like this from top to bottom.

"Even if a demon appears, it's no big deal!" Taoist Lan said with a smile.

No matter whether they won or lost the battle with the demon, at least the disciple survived.

"...Master!" Xu Shun was impressed by Master Lan's demeanor and couldn't help but burst into tears.

He felt that his greatest luck after traveling through time was meeting Lan Dao Ren.

Like a teacher and a friend.

So he bowed respectfully to Lan Dao Ren.

"That's not necessary!" Lan Daoist stood up and helped Xu Shun up, saying, "But your cultivation is low, I'm afraid you won't be able to return!"

Xu Shun thought that Lan Daoist was still trying to persuade him, so he said, "I am waiting for this, I am afraid of that, I am preparing for this, I am preparing for that. Who is waiting for me to prepare?"

The times were like a huge wave that caught him off guard.

He continued, “Practice is about practice and action.”

“Only after taking the first step can you get on the road.”

"You think clearly!" Lan Dao said, "Well, I won't persuade you anymore. But the outside world is not peaceful right now... Wait for me."

After saying that, he turned around and flew away.

How can a master stop his disciple from finding and practicing his own path?

He could only help his apprentice make some preparations.

Xu Shun was still wondering what Lan Daoist was doing when Lan Daoist came back with a black gourd in his hand. He handed it to Xu Shun and said, "This is for you."

"What is this?" Xu Shun took it, a little confused.

"Sword Qi Gourd. I've told you about it before." said Taoist Lan.

Xu Shun then remembered that the last time he went down the mountain, when Taoist Lan gave him the small black jade sword, he also mentioned that the head of the Lan dynasty had a sword energy gourd.

Once it is unleashed, the sword energy is boundless. If the black jade sword is a pistol, this thing is a Gatling gun.

"This is too precious!" Xu Shun shook his head and said. He remembered that Lan Daoren and Lan Dai Sect Leader used the gourd to kill the exiled immortal.

Lan Daoren shook his head and said, "This thing was useful before, but it is useless now. Take it for self-defense!"

"We can't let you get hacked to death once you leave Qinghua Mountain!"

"In that case...thank you very much, Master!" Xu Shun knew that it was difficult outside, so he bowed deeply again respectfully.

"You are such a polite person!" Lan Dao Ren helped Xu Shun up again and said, "Why thank you? Isn't this what I, as a master, should do?"

"Then I'll go pack up and go down the mountain." Xu Shun said.

"Well, take care of yourself!" Lan Daoren nodded and said, "I'll get busy now."

He turned and left.

From then on, the master and the disciple were no longer the same kind of people!
Perhaps the master and disciple will never meet again. He has done what he can, and the rest depends on God's will.

Xu Shun watched his figure disappear in the air, then returned to the house and began to pack his clothes and personal belongings.

Everything was packed up, and he strolled out of Tsinghua Village and found that the village was exceptionally lively.

Xu Shun looked around and found that there were many more refugees in the village. They were survivors brought back from other places by the ancestors.

The village is currently expanding, and perhaps it will soon become a small town or even a city. After looking around for a while, Xu Shun left Qinghua Village and walked towards Chen Wentao's village according to his memory.

Maybe someone else came to that village after he left.

Maybe there is other information left in that village.

He did not take a flying boat because it was too conspicuous and could be easily discovered.

But he walked very fast and could cover a thousand miles in a day.

What we saw along the way was just like what we saw with Taoist Qinggua on the cloud and mist flying boat a few days ago, with few people.

After walking for a whole day without seeing anyone, at night, Xu Shun suddenly discovered some green ghost lights in front of him.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a dilapidated village.

Green ghost lights floated in the village, appearing and disappearing, as if they were unwilling to give up.

If this continues for a long time, this place will definitely become a ghost town!

There is no one there during the day, but ghost lights appear at night.

Xu Shun felt it was a bit ironic and almost laughed out of anger.

He checked every house, and after making sure that there was no one there, he lit a fire, started a strong wind, and prepared to burn the entire village to ashes.

In the flames, Xu Shun chanted scriptures for salvation.

He also memorized those scriptures.

Just as the flames started, a gust of wind blew in from behind the village and blew out the flames.

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Following the evil wind, Xu Shun arrived at the village and saw a locust tree forest behind the village. Among them, an old locust tree was swaying its branches, emitting gusts of evil wind.

The trunk of this locust tree is so thick that it takes several people to hug it. The surface is covered with mottled moss and cracks. The moonlight shines on the twisted and winding branches of the locust tree, which interweave into strange patterns in the air.

"The flames can't burn you, you don't need to worry!" Xu Shun thought it was the tree monster who was afraid that the fire in the village would burn him.

The old locust tree shook its leaves, and the rustling of the leaves was like a sentence with a strong dialect: "There is an immortal."

"What's wrong with having exiled immortals? There are exiled immortals everywhere in this world?" Xu Shun said.

The old locust tree continued to shake its leaves: "The immortal is guarding this place, you can't burn it."

"What? There is a banished immortal here?" Xu Shun looked around.

"The immortal is guarding this place, you can't burn it." The old locust tree said the same thing, he seemed to be unable to speak clearly.

Xu Shun guessed, "Are you saying that a banished immortal came and killed the people in the village and asked you to guard here?"

"Yes!" The rustling leaves gathered into a word.

"Then I'm going to burn it!" Xu Shun said with a sneer.

There is no need to say any tricks when using locust trees to guard the ghost village.

Kill people and use them to raise ghosts!

Exiled immortal, so lowly!

"Aren't you afraid of the immortal?" A dragon-like tree root rose from the ground. It was a tree demon preparing to attack Xu Shun.

It was arranged by the banished immortal to guard the village. Anyone who destroys the village will be his enemy.

Xu Shun pulled out the Chishou sword with his backhand, and accompanied by the roar of "I am a tiger", a black sword energy came out like thunder, splitting the locust tree in half.

Dark red blood was revealed where the locust tree cracked.

"I killed the immortal!"

　Damn it, my last book was reported a few months after it was finished. It’s so sad… I’d better finish this book sooner, otherwise it will be reported again.

　　I can also write about nipple music, I can also write about nipple music! (Dabei)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)