From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 136 Chaos arises, the big bullies the small
The night is as dark as ink and the mountain road is gloomy.

Chen Xuan and a group of tiger cubs returned to Fox Mountain in a cheerful atmosphere.

The monster market, which was like a star-like river in the valley, was gradually being left behind and gradually disappeared from sight.

"It's a worthwhile trip."

Chen Xuan was quite satisfied. This trip to the market was rich in harvest. He not only obtained the spiritual essence needed to upgrade the Jinde Six Desires Taoist Canon and the Mude Yellow Millet Taoist Canon.

At the same time, a large number of precious books were also obtained.

"When I leave the Southern Wilds and travel the world in the future, these books will be of great help. I won't arrive in a new place completely in the dark, like a blind man."

"Especially the two world masters' traveling merchant records, which record many places outside of Yaoguang Province and involve various major forces."

"The Lord of the Two Realms still has some merits, and he is helpful to many people."

In addition, Chen Xuan also found various precious food spices, pots and pans, etc., which are necessary items for survival in the wild and living in isolation.

These things all come from big cities and are well-made. They are not for the common people. Many of them are high-end items that ordinary people have never seen, let alone used.

"But for those who practice Qi, it's nothing."

Chen Xuan had exchanged all of these items for just a fragment of an ordinary Noble Phantasm. This was undoubtedly a massive undertaking. If other cultivators learned of this, they would surely be ruthless, deeming Chen Xuan a complete sucker for trading a fragment of a Noble Phantasm for such useless, worldly objects.

Chen Xuan didn't feel anything. He had obtained so many fragments of the treasure that they piled up into a small mountain in the scroll of mountains and rivers.

"Little Fox Baizi wanted to stay at Hushan for a while and play with me, but they refused. The elders at Hushan are too cautious."

Hu Da said with a depressed look, striding forward, with a delicate rattle on his waist making a thumping sound.

"These days, there are too many peddlers from other places, and it's hard to tell the good from the bad. You never know, there might be some who would take risks."

Chen Xuan smiled and explained, "Bai Ziyu's little ghost is only one level deep. It will break into pieces if touched."

There were six or seven of them in their group, and except for Hu Da and the little elephant with four tusks, all of them were in the Daozang realm. Naturally, they were not afraid of ordinary murderers and robbers. But if there really were some ignorant foreign merchants who took action, even the little fox Bai Zi would not be able to withstand even a few aftermaths of the battle.

"I know, it's just a few complaints. Just endure it for a few more days, and the Southern Wilderness will still be the same Southern Wilderness." Hu Da sighed slightly.

This group of little immortal ghosts with distinguished status usually gather in groups of three or five and act lawless in the mountains. Even the Taoist ghosts dare not provoke them.

However, once chaos breaks out, bold outsiders arrive and their identities don't matter.

"what!"

Chen Xuan was walking when suddenly, the immortal energy in his body trembled. His brows slightly furrowed and he smelled a strange breath in the air.

"Someone is traveling with us...is it him?"

After counting the breaths.

The steady Tiger Brother raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Xuan with his tiger eyes. He was at the highest level here and quickly discovered that something was wrong. Someone was following them out of the Ghost Market.

At first, he was far away and thought he was just a fellow traveler, so he didn't take it seriously. But now, the other party is gradually approaching.

"Coincidence? A human monk who has ascended to immortality..."

Chen Xuan stopped and looked back at the forest shrouded in darkness. Immediately, he realized a dangerous possibility.

"Towards me."

He thought for a moment, then turned to Brother Wenzhonghu and said:

"Fellow Daoist Shanyuan, take Shanyu, Dishan and the others and leave first."

Brother Tiger, named Shanyuan, was shocked when he heard this and asked with a puzzled look:
"Just a Transcendent Monk...Okay, let's go first."

Brother Hu agreed very decisively, although he didn't understand why Chen Xuan treated a transcendental cultivator so cautiously.

But he knew that Chen Xuan was in charge of the Human Emperor Banner, and with the Mountain Ghost Token made of Jinyu Paste, he could almost infinitely activate the Xiaolei God Bow. Apart from the Dinglu Mighty One, there were not many people in the Daozang Realm who could be treated like this by him.

Anyone who can make Chen Xuan treat him so cautiously must not be an ordinary person!

"Father agreed to let us come to the Ghost Market. He must be able to handle any eventuality...Father, we cultivate the same white Qi."

Brother Hu said the last sentence, and immediately quickened his pace with a group of ghosts and monsters to leave, mainly taking two slow-paced little ghosts away, away from possible battlefield areas.

"I'll catch up with you guys later."

Chen Xuan said with a smile, turned around, and stood alone in the dark mountain road. He also didn't quite understand in his heart why the old man, who was only a soul body, dared to track them?

But, it's here, so it's here.

"Just right, I want to see what kind of old guy is being chased by the Chu family."

Chen Xuan holds the Human Emperor Banner, which is specifically designed to defeat the soul, and he also has a soul body.

Behind him is the protection of Lord Shanjun, who just killed a powerful cauldron master and condensed his second life...

"It's nothing more than... a fight."

……

...,

"It's nothing more than... a deduction."

In the teahouse filled with the sound of pipa, a charming woman named "Lord of Two Realms" held a pen in her bare hands, and began to write erotic words on the paper that was mostly covered by her chest.

"Miss, I've found out that the man's name is Chen Xuan, and he's been making a lot of noise in the Southern Wilderness recently..."

The maid wearing a bronze mask returned to report the situation.

In the ghost market, many local ghosts in the Southern Wilderness knew about what Chen Xuan had done recently. The maid found out the situation without much effort, and the news surprised her.

"Miss, Chen Xuan is very likely a chosen one, the same kind as you, and very remarkable!" said the maid in shock.

"Over the years, I've traveled all over the country, and in the peddlers' markets scattered across the states, haven't I seen enough people with destiny?"

The charming woman laughed and shook her head. "But even I am forced to hide in these treasures forged from space fragments, barely surviving... The higher I go, the more I realize that the path to destiny is difficult and dangerous. Those high-ranking Dao masters will not allow any of them to succeed."

"Chen Xuan can't go any higher."

"He rose to fame too early, and with bad luck, he became the target of some sinister individuals..."

The maid was startled when she heard the sound and asked quickly, "Who are they?"

The charming woman shook her head and smiled, "Just now, an old fellow, who had accidentally condensed a second soul body, went to look for him."

The maid's pupils shrank, and a voice of astonishment suddenly rang out from under the bronze mask:

"Ah! Miss, why don't you help him?"

She felt a strong sense of doubt. The young lady was a businesswoman and often invested in some talented independent cultivators. Moreover, she usually sympathized with fellow destiny cultivators and was more tolerant.

Could it be that because of the previous encounter, the young lady has developed a bad feeling towards Chen Xuan?
"In the past, the young lady helped." The maid muttered softly.

"this time……"

The charming woman raised her head, glanced at the maid, and ordered in a slightly cold tone:

"Why do this business if it's a loss-making business? Get out, close the shop, I'm going to continue writing my story."

The maid was stunned when she heard this, not knowing what she had said wrong to make the young lady angry, but she did not dare to ask for explanation and quickly retreated respectfully.

"Yes."

The door closed, ink dripped from the pen tip, and the room was silent.

"Ah……"

The charming woman put down her precious brush, stretched lazily, her plain clothes tightened, and two snow-white mountains were about to emerge.

She tilted her head slightly, a faint chill passing across her flawless features. Within her bright, autumn-water-like eyes, thousands upon thousands of dark golden divine rings emerged, like brilliant suns, extending into the space deep within her pupils, their divine light radiant...

"There's no need to hide anymore..."

She looked towards the corner of the room and whispered in a lazy and dismissive voice:
"Come out."

The figure of an old woman in white feathered clothes slowly emerged, as if she had been hiding in the teahouse for a long time!
"Two world masters, would you like to have a talk? Please do not interfere in today's affairs."

The old woman had a head full of silver hair and was holding a green bamboo cane. Behind her head, a dark arc-shaped moon hung high in the sky, casting down countless strands of pure black fairy light.

Not only that, above the entire Ghost Market, a cold black moon suddenly filled the entire sky!
"Taiyin Qi, known as 'controlling all evil, without calculation'..."

The charming woman sneered and revealed the old woman's origins:
"Bu Tian Dojo."

……

……

"It's nothing more than... taking a risk."

On the winding mountain road, Xue Qian's feet were like the wind. Carrying the old immortal on his back, he ran at a high speed at the cost of exhausting his vitality, unleashing his potential and sweating profusely.

"Old Immortal, you took a very risky action today."

Xue Qian's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke, "Not only Chen Xuan, but also the offspring of the mountain king and the young scion of the six-tusked white elephant. If we kill them all, the ground in the Southern Wasteland will shake three times... Will the mountain king secretly stimulate the white energy in the little tiger and keep an eye on this place?"

The old man sneered at the sound and said, "Nothing in this world is easy! Kill Chen Xuan, seize the Human Emperor Banner, and we will immediately escape from the Southern Wilderness. It will be as vast as the sea, with fish leaping and birds flying in the sky!"

It only takes a moment to kill Chen Xuan. Even if the tiger king knew about it immediately, he would not be able to arrive in time!
Xue Qian nodded and said, "The old immortal is so confident, I feel at ease immediately." "Relax! After all this journey, don't you know my methods? The Chu clans can't even catch a hair off our backs. Even the Bu Tian Dao Field with the [Tian Yan Dao] can't do anything to me!"

The old man laughed proudly and said, "Seize the Human Emperor Banner and escape immediately. No one in the world will be able to trace us!"

He had great confidence in his ability to hide his tracks. After all, even the legendary Butian Daochang, which possessed the meticulous planning of the [Tian Yan Dao], could only intercept him once in the town when he was not prepared in advance.

But when he became alert, he realized that the people from the Butian Taoist Temple had disappeared without a trace during these days.

A plan that has everything planned out? A man with nothing to show for it!
"The only thing we need to worry about is the Bu Tian Daochang. They are still harboring evil intentions and are secretly summoning important figures from the Bu Tian Daochang to cross the border to the Southern Wilderness... But this will take a long time."

However, this possibility is very small, only one in ten thousand... The big ghosts in the Southern Wilderness will threaten to return. Which top force will enter the Southern Wilderness in large numbers at this time and provoke them?
Fortunately.

Today, Chen Xuan finally left the Hushan area and came to the Ghost Market. It was worth it that he waited here for so long!
Xue Qian felt a little heavy-hearted. He mustered up his courage and finally asked the deepest doubt in his heart.
"Old Immortal, today's work is over, I..."

The old man interrupted him coldly, saying, "Don't be suspicious. When I fell, you were the first person I saw. I could only use your body as a 'temple' to continue my life for the second time... After the task is completed, I will not let you suffer in vain!"

However, Xue Qian's aptitude is too poor.

Eventually, I have to find a way to replace this body.

“If that day, it was this person with extraordinary talent as Chen Xuan who was the first to see me, how wonderful it would be…”

The old man sighed in his heart, but there is nothing perfect in the world. The current situation is also a good one for him, and there is great potential for him.

On the distant mountain road, a heroic figure gradually appeared in sight.

"It's really coming towards me."

Chen Xuan crossed his arms across his chest, stepped his left foot slightly forward, raised his chin, and looked coldly at Xue Qian's figure that appeared at the bend of the winding mountain road.

We meet on a narrow road.

"Follow the plan!" the old man ordered.

"Yes!"

Xue Qian nodded slightly, and ran forward a few steps. Then, he suddenly looked up, as if he had just discovered Chen Xuan on the mountain road. A look of horror appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly:
"I'm chasing you relentlessly, you great cultivators, are you really trying to snatch the Shangyang Cave Heaven treasure that I luckily found?"

The voice was sharp and hoarse, like the roar of a beast forced into a desperate situation, piercing through the night and falling clearly into Chen Xuan's ears.

Xue Qian seemed to have lost his composure due to fear, and roared out the secret that he had been hiding.

"..."

Chen Xuan stood in the middle of the road, expressionless.

A good show is going on.

"Even though I'm just a small Immortal Monk, I will never let you great monks succeed and snatch the peerless treasure from me!"

Xue Qian roared, then turned his weak body and started to run away.

"Snapped!"

But he was too weak. After running a few steps, he fell to the ground with a thud. He stood up in a panic and limped forward, his speed slowing down.

"..."

Chen Xuan tilted his head and did not move.

Poor acting.

Wait for the following.

Xue Qian ran for a hundred steps and was shocked to find that there was no movement behind him. He looked back cautiously, wondering:
"Old Immortal, Chen Xuan didn't catch up!"

The old man was also observing Chen Xuan, frowning and saying, "He can even suppress his evil thoughts? Why doesn't he go after a weak little Immortal cultivator like you? Doesn't he want the treasure?"

"Old Immortal, what should we do?"

"Go back and give him the page of immortal paper that contains the Secrets of the Five-Treasured Immortal Body!"

"it is good!"

Xue Qian nodded, and the next moment, he burst into tears: "I can't escape, I'm too tired. I've been running for half a month and I'm covered in wounds. Why did I run into a great cultivator like you? My life is miserable..."

He whined, as if he had made some kind of decision, turned around, and stumbled towards Chen Xuan.

"I give you the treasure, all of it, Great Monk. Please spare my life!"

Xue Qian took out a rolled-up, dull, snow-white fairy paper from his bosom, held it up with both hands, and walked towards Chen Xuan crying bitterly.

He was completely defenseless, and even a mortal with a sword could easily kill him at this moment.

"Master, if you have any questions, I will tell you everything. I won't hide anything."

He approached Chen Xuan, looking disheartened and embarrassed.

No cultivator would attack such a fragile person... After all, even if they wanted to keep it a secret and not let anyone survive, they had to first find out about the peerless treasure.

"..."

Chen Xuan lowered his hands and said nothing.

They, after all...

Returned.

Xue Qian continued to move forward.

The old man stared at Chen Xuan with the eyes of a wolf. On his face, which was as old and rotten as a dead tree, there emerged an ugly excitement that something big was about to happen.

He knew that no one saw his smile at this moment.

Even a powerful cauldron master couldn't do it! Not to mention Chen Xuan, a mere Taoist monk who was as insignificant as an ant!
"..."

Chen Xuan's arms dropped down.

But the next moment.

"Buzz!"

A scroll flew out, unfolding like a golden folding fan, and the treasure of the mountain and river scroll spread out in front of Chen Xuan. The mountains and rivers rippled continuously, bursting with brilliant golden light, reflecting Chen Xuan's indifferent face.

"hold head high!"

The clear dragon roar shook the earth.

A hand with distinct finger bones grabbed a purple-gold Thunder God Bow from the scroll of mountains and rivers. The dark dragon scales on the bow slid to both sides, like a blue dragon opening its eyes.

"Zheng!"

Then, the bowstring was pulled to a full moon shape, and the sharp tip of the Thunder Arrow and hundreds of swirling lightning bolts gathered like a storm.

Chen Xuan released his bloody palm.

"Boom..."

A purple-gold lightning pierced through the center of the sky, like a roaring dragon covering the sea, dividing the night sky and the earth, illuminating a patch of white.

The sudden flash of lightning illuminated the ghost market in the distant valley more than twenty miles away as if it were daylight.

Chen Xuan was promoted to the second level of Daoist Canon, and all his immortal energy was poured into the peerless treasure, the Thunder God Bow.

All hit the target with one arrow!

"This..." At this moment, all the ghosts in the ghost market, the ghosts from the Tiger family on the other side... all the living creatures within a radius of dozens of miles looked up in astonishment.

I saw the blue dragon thunder rising from the earth like a huge purple sun, and then suddenly piercing into the ground!

"!!!"

At the place where the Xiaolei arrow landed, Xue Qian looked up in horror. In a trance, he thought he was hallucinating and saw this incredible and absurd scene!
Chen Xuan, this notorious and evil monk at the Daozang realm.

Facing this little monk who was like dust and had surrendered and had no power to resist.

No hesitation.

Chen Xuan put all his strength into shooting out a thunder arrow.

A massive attack, comparable to the full-strength blow from the mighty Dinglu, descended in an instant, shaking the earth.

"laugh!"

Before the Thunderbolt Arrow arrived, light instantly filled Xue Qian's eyes, burning them into two bloody holes. His face and the flesh on his body were instantly reduced to ashes. The earth collapsed, and the ancient trees turned to smoke...

"Escape!"

The old man roared loudly, his face instantly twisted into that of a ghost, and he was terrified to the extreme.

At this moment, a huge and unexpected change came into the old man's sight like a tsunami.

"Chen Xuan, who is at the Daozang Realm, directly delivered a powerful attack comparable to that of a Dinglu Realm cultivator against a Yuhua cultivator..."

He's a madman.

The old man thought.

(End of this chapter)