Tianyuan Xuanxian

Chapter 4 Backhand
Seeing Chen Xuan asking questions, Chen Feng explained the origin of the black box:

"That black box is called the Ten Thousand Demons Pond. It is a treasure I accidentally found in a world outside of Tianyuan.

But the implications of this thing are too great, even with my level of cultivation, I can hardly bear the consequences, so I had to create a clone and open up a boundary channel to let the clone take it to the lower realm."

"As for the me you see before you, it is a fragment of my soul that I left in the Myriad Demons Pond. It serves as a backup to prevent it from falling into the hands of my enemies. At the same time, it can also guide my main body to the location of the Myriad Demons Pond."

The treasure of creation, the realm channel, and the upper and lower realms...

Chen Feng's words refreshed Chen Xuan's cognition again and again.

Ever since Grandpa became bedridden, although he would often tell stories about immortals cultivating the immortal realm, he never mentioned these things that could overturn everyone's cognition...

And Chen Feng's voice continued.

"Just now, I realized that your life was in danger, so I had to activate the Ten Thousand Demon Pool to resist the attack of that thing outside. However, the Ten Thousand Demon Pool has not recognized me as its master, so forcibly activating it will naturally come at a price..."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan quickly looked at the person in front of him.

I saw that Chen Feng's body had gradually become much weaker.

He hurriedly grabbed Chen Feng's large hand, his eyes moist:

"Grandpa, are you leaving Xuan'er again? I don't want you to go!"

"Silly child, I know you're reluctant to leave, and so am I, but..."

Chen Feng changed the subject and stretched out his hand to look at his increasingly illusory body.
"While we still have some time, I will help you conquer this Ten Thousand Demons Pool and make it recognize you as its master. Otherwise, once my remaining soul power is exhausted, your life will be in danger!"

After saying that, Chen Feng waved his sleeves and shouted:
"now!"

A majestic aura instantly spread out with Chen Feng as the center, and then, under Chen Xuan's shocked gaze, the entire space began to shake violently.

A moment later, as Chen Feng stretched out his hand and summoned, a ball of light broke out of the ground in front of the two of them and flew to Chen Feng's palm. With the appearance of the ball of light, the shaking of space suddenly subsided.

The ball of light moved around in Chen Feng's hand, as if it wanted to escape Chen Feng's control, but no matter which direction it flew, it was like hitting an invisible barrier and was forced to stay in Chen Feng's palm.

During this process, the speed at which Chen Feng's figure became invisible increased again, and even his legs disappeared, leaving only his upper body floating in front of Chen Xuan.

"Little guy, you're quite cunning!"

Chen Feng smiled and handed the ball of light in his hand to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan looked at Chen Feng's actions and was a little confused.
"This is?"

Chen Feng explained:
"This thing is the spirit of the Myriad Monsters Pond. The Myriad Monsters Pond is a newly born treasure of creation. The spirit is not yet mature, so it is the best time to tame it.

But after all, it is the spirit of the supreme treasure of creation. The so-called supreme treasure of creation is the creation of heaven and earth, the most powerful treasure in the world!
Therefore, even if it is new, you will have to endure some hardship to tame it! Whether to accept it or not is entirely up to you. "

Hearing this, Chen Xuan reached out to take the weapon spirit without hesitation. Suffering?

Ever since he could remember, his parents were not at home, and his only relative, his grandfather, was bedridden. Young Chen Xuan had to make a living and take care of his grandfather. How could such a life not be hard for a child!

Because he had no money to buy medicine for his grandfather, even in the coldest days of winter when the mountains were covered with snow, Chen Xuan had to walk alone in waist-deep snow to go deep into the mountains to collect medicine for his grandfather.

His body was covered with scars from the thorns he had encountered while collecting herbs in the mountains.

So for Chen Xuan, what he was least afraid of was suffering. The excessive suffering he had endured in his childhood had already made him numb to suffering.

Furthermore, according to what the remnant soul in front of me said, his real body is in another world. Before his death, my grandfather also said that if I could achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven, I would have the chance to meet him again...

So if I want to see my grandfather again, I have to improve my cultivation as soon as possible and achieve enlightenment and ascend!

Chen Xuan has been listening to his grandfather's stories about cultivating immortals since he was a child. He used to just treat them as stories, but now that he knows that there really are immortals in the world and his grandfather is one of them, then those stories his grandfather told him can no longer be treated as just stories.

Therefore, Chen Xuan understood the dangers of practicing Taoism. Only if he had strong personal strength could he have a chance of survival in the long journey to immortality.

So, Chen Xuan reached out and took the ball of light from Chen Feng. The moment he took it, the ball of light instantly turned into a golden light and sank into Chen Xuan's eyebrows.

In an instant, Chen Xuan held his head tightly with both hands. The severe pain almost suffocated him.

He just felt like something exploded in his mind, and a huge amount of information poured into his mind.

Chen Feng, who was standing by, saw Chen Xuan's miserable condition and a trace of pity appeared on his face, but if Chen Xuan wanted to master the Ten Thousand Demons Pool, he had to go through this process.

He knew that the information instilled by the Ten Thousand Demons Pool was extremely overbearing. Even some high-level cultivators with powerful spirits could be turned into idiots by the huge amount of information. What's more, Chen Xuan had just started his immortal journey, and if he was not careful, he would be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

Yet, despite such harsh conditions, he still chose to let Chen Xuan master the Myriad Demons Pool because he knew that his original body must have left some tricks in his clone, otherwise the clone would not have been able to pass on the Myriad Demons Pool to Chen Xuan...

In endless pain, Chen Xuan felt that his head was about to explode in the next moment. His consciousness had begun to gradually dissipate, and the strong breath of death had completely enveloped Chen Xuan.

Sensing that Chen Xuan's breath was gradually weakening, Chen Feng felt a little doubtful:
"Could it be that the clone really didn't leave any backup plan?"

He watched as Chen Xuan's breath grew weaker and weaker, and was about to completely dissipate. Still, there was no sign of anything unusual. Chen Feng's expression immediately became solemn.

After thinking for a moment, he seemed to suddenly understand something and smiled:
"I see, I see, so even I am part of your plan!
Well, since that's the case, I'll be your backup, stepping in and paving a path to success for him!"

After saying that, Chen Feng, who was left with only half of his body, immediately mobilized all the remaining spiritual power, condensed himself into the shape of a pitch-black chess piece, and instantly sank into Chen Xuan's brow.

At the same time, the space in front of Chen Xuan fluctuated, and a strange figure suddenly appeared in the scene. The man was wearing a white robe, and the wide hood on the robe was worn on his head, covering his face.

He raised his arm, and from his sleeves emerged a slender hand like a woman's. He bent his middle finger slightly and placed it on his index finger, making a twisting motion.
A gentle male voice came from under the hood.

(End of this chapter)