People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 45 Mistakenly identifying a white tiger, gaining enlightenment in the mountains!
Outside Gengjin Cave.

Yang Xuan had just walked out of the mountain protection formation when a friendly voice suddenly came from the side:
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Yang Xuan:? ! !
This is not a good thing to hear, you might die if you hear it!!!

Yang Xuan was deeply impressed by the words "Fellow Daoist, please stay."

The moment he heard these words, he subconsciously wanted to use the golden light to run away without looking back.

During the Conferred God Tribulation, the genuine God of Misfortune sent away the top power in the prehistoric world, the Jiejiao, away with just this one sentence.

"Eh? No!"

"Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya were born to meet the destiny. They are the sons of destiny in the Conferred God Tribulation. Now that the Great Shang Dynasty has not yet been established, how could they be born into the world?"

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan paused slightly, thought for a moment, and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe and two small mustaches standing dozens of miles away with a kind smile on his face.

"What is it that you called me for, my friend?"

The Taoist in black robe knew that if he approached a place like Wuyi Mountain rashly, it would not only make people wary, but might even cause disgust.

He stood dozens of miles away, not approaching at all. He bowed to Yang Xuan from a distance, pinched his mustache, and said with a smile:

"I am very happy to meet this Taoist friend from the White Tiger Clan."

"The Wandering Taoist and the Shadow Immortal have summoned all the independent cultivators in Mount Wuyi to go to Mount Wudao to discuss the matter of the Nine Cauldrons of the Human Race. I wonder if you know about this?"

"White Tiger Tribe?"

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned. When did I become a white tiger? Could it be because of this mark from Sister White Tiger?
His eyes were lowered, as if thinking about something.

At that time, Sister White Tiger sealed a magical power into Yang Xuan's brow, turning it into a white tiger mark, which completely refined half of the white tiger's corpse.

You know, that white tiger corpse is the real body of White Tiger Sister when she was alive, and she has the cultivation level of a quasi-saint.

Even though it has been dead for countless years, it still contains the aura of the ancient white tiger.

Now, half of the white tiger's body has turned into this white tiger mark, imprinted on Yang Xuan's forehead.

He also had 364 drops of white tiger blood and a Gengjin white tiger sword on his body.

With a little thought, one can realize that the White Tiger aura on him must be extremely strong.

In addition, he has the Tianji Pearl to shield the secrets of heaven and hide his own aura, so even the Golden Immortal would think he is a white tiger.

"If even the Golden Immortal can't see my identity as the God of Wealth of the Human Race and the God of Heaven, can't I go to Wudao Mountain and go undercover to help Dayu get some information?"

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's eyes flashed slightly. He touched the white tiger mark between his eyebrows and made a decision in his heart.

At least there is no danger to life, that's enough!
If we can reduce the losses of the human race in this final disaster, perhaps we can also gain a lot of humanitarian merit.

"I just came out of retreat, so I don't know about this matter. Can you help me clear up some confusion?"

Yang Xuan returned the salute, took a step forward, and came in front of Sheng Sanqi. He took out two low-grade innate spiritual fruits from his sleeve and handed them to him.

Sheng Sanqi was shocked when he saw Yang Xuan silently cross dozens of kilometers and appear in front of him.

In the ancient times, supernatural powers and cultivation are equally important. If you only have cultivation but no supernatural powers, you will not be able to exert any combat power.

Yang Xuan was able to take a step and easily cross dozens of kilometers. This was obviously an extraordinary magical power, coupled with the strong white tiger aura on his body.

This made Sheng Sanqi alert, and the natal magic treasure in his sleeve was ready to go.

But after seeing that Yang Xuan had no ill intentions and took out two precious low-grade innate spiritual fruits, he put down his guard again, put the two spiritual fruits into his sleeves, and explained in a deep voice:
"You may not know, Daoist friend, that the Human Emperor Dayu forged nine tripods and intended to set up a nine-tripod formation."

"Once this formation is deployed, everyone in Jiuzhou except the human race will be suppressed by the Nine Cauldrons Formation. Not only will they be unable to exert their full strength, but their cultivation will also be severely affected."

"That is to say, by that time, there will be no place for us to stand in Jiuzhou!" "How can the human race do this?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuan used his acting skills to the fullest, revealing an angry look on his face, with the innate Gengjin energy raging around him.

"A small acquired race, do you really think that you have the destiny of being the protagonist of heaven and earth, and can compare with the demon race and the witch race?!"

"You are right, fellow Daoist. The two Daluo Jinxians Yunyou and Youying summoned all the independent cultivators in Wuyi Mountain for this very purpose."

"There is no time to lose. I hope you can lead the way."

"Fellow Taoist, please come this way!"

After saying that, Sheng Sanqi set up a light of escape and took Yang Xuan towards the depths of Wuyi Mountain.

More than a hundred years later.

Yang Xuan followed Sheng Sanqi and landed on the top of a thousand-foot-high mountain.

Here, there is a huge dojo, with a large number of creatures of various appearances sitting cross-legged below.

The lowest level of cultivation among these creatures is Xuanxian, there are also quite a few Jinxian, and there are even quite a few Taiyi Jinxian.

On the high platform, there were two Daluo Jinxian.

A man wearing a white Taoist robe, with two long white eyebrows that hang down to the ground, surrounded by clouds and mist, looks like an immortal. He is the wandering Taoist.

The other one was wearing a black Taoist robe, had a human body and a snake tail, and had six eyes. There was green mist surrounding him, and he looked cold and weird. He was the Taoist shadow.

The moment Yang Xuan fell, two pairs of eyes swept over him.

These two gazes came from the two Daluo Jinxians, and were used to screen the identities of the visitors to prevent any human beings from sneaking in.

However, they don't think any human would dare to come here to seek death, as for the alien races...

Apart from the fox clan, there can be no other alien race standing on the side of the human race!
In addition, Yang Xuan used all his strength to activate the Tianji Pearl in his sleeve to block his original aura.

Therefore, the two eyes glanced at him, and after sensing the White Tiger aura on him, they disappeared again.

Yang Xuan already had ulterior motives, so naturally he didn't dare to look any further. He followed Sheng Sanqi and came to the Golden Immortal area and sat down.

Wait until five hundred years later.

The two Golden Immortals opened their eyes at the same time, and auspicious clouds floated out from above their heads, covering the entire Wudao Mountain and preventing outsiders from spying.

Then, the Taoist with white eyebrows, who looked like an immortal, glanced at everyone, a special Taoist charm emanated from him, and he said in a deep voice:
"According to the deductions of many of us Golden Immortals, once the Nine Cauldrons Formation is deployed, I'm afraid only a saint can destroy it!"

"But before the Nine Cauldrons Formation was established, there were two huge flaws."

"First, we only need to damage the Jiuzhou Ding. After the Jiuzhou formation is established, there will be flaws and loopholes."

"Secondly, the Nine Cauldrons Formation is based on the Nine Provinces Cauldron and uses the earth veins as its veins. As long as the main veins of the earth are destroyed, the power of the Nine Cauldrons Formation can be weakened."

"Only by destroying them can we continue to gain a foothold in Kyushu!"

"The Jiuzhou Ding is guarded by the Daluo of the human race and the dragon race, so it is up to us Daluo Jinxian to take action. The task of destroying the earth veins can only be left to you."

The words of Yunyou Zhenren seemed to have some kind of magic power. The expressions of the wandering cultivators below were all excited and the atmosphere was heated.

"I hope you two can teach me how to destroy the earth veins!"

Three hundred years later.

After the two Golden Immortals explained the many details of the matter, they let the other immortals leave first to prepare spiritual objects and then gather back at Wudao Mountain five thousand years later.

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered as he walked out of Wudao Mountain with a group of casual cultivators...

(End of this chapter)