I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 54 Peasants
Feng Xuan naturally understood the meaning behind the person's words.

It's nothing more than urging yourself to reveal your background as soon as possible.

If their background isn't strong enough, then Tianya Haige won't be so polite.

Feng Xuan is now at the fourth level of cultivation, even though he is the Grand Commander of the South Sea Prefecture.

Or perhaps the academy's headmaster is no more than equal to him.

If it weren't for Lu Zigan, the disciple of the Prime Minister, who was at the fifth level of cultivation, the Cangwu Dao Academy would have been much stronger.

They have probably been removed from the list of the Nine Great Daoist Academies of Jiang Guo long ago.

Feng Xuan looked at the young man in brocade robes who was walking slowly towards him.

"Even the biggest storms can only capsize fishing boats."

"Winds and waves are nothing but playthings for the true dragon!"

Upon hearing this, the man in brocade robes' expression changed visibly, and he then looked at Feng Xuan with suspicion and uncertainty.

After watching for a while, the other party waved his hand.

"He's playing tricks! Cripple him and send him to work in the mines!"

More than a dozen cultivators at the first and second stages of cultivation rushed forward.

They were dressed in uniform, and when they got to work, they had a clear division of labor.

Some people formed hand seals and cast spells, while others charged forward with shields raised.

Although it lacks the fierce and bloody aura of a battlefield.

But they were by no means vulgar; their teamwork was impeccable.

Many diners, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire, quickly left after attaching talismans to their belongings.

But a handsome young man poured a full cup of wine and tossed it to Feng Xuan.

"Please, young master, drink this cup to the brim!"

Feng Xuan didn't bother with any more words, and his index and middle fingers were filled with sword energy.

A hazy, gray sword light flashed.

Apart from the young man in Chinese clothing, no one else stood there.

He reached out and caught the wine cup that was thrown at him, but did not drink the wine inside.

Instead, he handed it to the richly dressed young man in front of him who was missing an arm.

"This glass of wine, as an apology, I wonder if it would suit your taste?"

Gudong!

The young man in the fine clothes swallowed hard, enduring the excruciating pain.

Once you've taken the cup, you must drink it all in one gulp.

"Wait a minute!"

The handsome young man stood up, staring at Feng Xuan with displeasure.

He snatched the wine cup from the richly dressed young man's hand and handed it to Feng Xuan again.

"This glass of wine is for you; he has no right to drink it!"

The young man in the fine clothes looked even more unpleasant.

As a member of the Di family of the East Sea, he had never suffered such humiliation.

Feng Xuan stared intently at the handsome young man, but did not accept the wine cup.

Instead, he looked at the young man in fine clothes: "Where's the road map?"

The young man in fine clothes took out a jade slip and was about to hand it to Feng Xuan.

But it was snatched away by a handsome young man.

He offered the wine cup again: "Drink this, and I'll give you a chance to explore the Nine-Bend Subdued Dragon Wall with me!"

This time, Feng Xuan frowned, and the sword energy at his fingertips slowly solidified.

"This is the third time!"

No one can force me to do something I don't want to do.

The elegantly dressed young man seemed to have recognized the handsome young man's identity long ago.

A smile crept across his lips as he waited to see the spectacle unfold before him.

To everyone's surprise, the handsome young man snorted coldly: "Hmph!"

"You're the first person to reject me, I've made a mental note of you!"

He dropped his wine cup, turned around, and took a step, riding the clouds into the sky.

The fragrant spirit wine was spilled all over the ground, clearly indicating that the wine among them was of extraordinary quality.

The handsome young man waited for a while, but still didn't hear the "wait" he was expecting.

He turned around, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, only to find that the richly dressed young man had taken out another jade slip and handed it to Feng Xuan.

The handsome young man seemed to have forgotten the pain of his severed arm.

They even started teasing Feng Xuan.

"Brother Dao, did you really not notice?"

Feng Xuan frowned, wondering what the young man in front of him meant.

Di Qing pointed to the slender figure that had ridden away on a cloud.

"Flying is prohibited within the city limits of Donghai County!"

"And that back view, that figure..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't believe you didn't realize that she is actually a beautiful woman disguised as a man."

"The beauty is interested, how could you bear to refuse, brother!" Feng Xuan looked at Di Qing meaningfully.

"When someone gives a gift, there must be something in return!"

Having said that, he ignored Di Qing and slowly walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

Di Qing's face darkened.

"They're really careful and meticulous, leaving no room for error!"

"Someone, find out the true identities of that man and woman!"

"The Nine-Bend Dragon-Subduing Wall...woman...could it be you, Li Jianshi?"

The woman flew along the map, cursing inwardly.

"How dare you refuse my kindness!"

"It's rare to meet someone interesting, yet they're so ungrateful!"

She carefully studied the road map and finally chose a place.

"Hmph! Since you have rejected this fairy, then don't blame me for taking action against you!"

Feng Xuan also studied the road map and discovered several important passes within it.

"The River of Ghosts?"

"What a strange name!"

A glint of soul light flashed in his hand, indicating the location of the other party.

"Indeed, it runs in the same direction as the Ghost River."

"It seems that this Nine-Bend Dragon-Subduing Wall is inextricably linked to the sovereign the old fox spoke of!"

He was not in a hurry to go to the Ghost River, but instead returned to Tianya Haige.

This time, however, Feng Xuan had a different appearance.

His personality also became timid and cautious.

After obtaining the road view map from a secondhand seller, I compared the two images.

There are quite a few clues to be found.

"Although the contents of the jade slip are more abundant, they are of no help in crossing the Ghost River."

"On the contrary, the paper road map marked some dangerous places in the lower reaches of the Ghost River."

"interesting!"

"It seems the people behind Tianya Haige are also plotting something!"

Despite the perilous Ghost River depicted in the road map, there was no trace of darkness or eeriness.

Under a thin layer of thick fog, even someone as perceptive as Feng Xuan could not see clearly.

There was no sense of danger or impending doom.

"Brother, are you alone?"

"Why not join our Miracle Team!"

"Don't let our appearance fool you, we were all veterans of countless battles!"

Feng Xuan looked at the five people who were carrying sickles, hoes, axes, kitchen knives, and a wok on their backs.

He paused for a moment, then smiled slightly.

He took out an ordinary wood-chopping knife from his storage belt.

The six men exchanged knowing smiles, each giving the other a knowing look.

The six walked through the dense forest, and Uncle Sickle looked around.

"The surroundings are bright, and there are no poisonous insects or evil spirits to be seen!"

Suddenly, the hoe-wielding uncle swung his hoe and threw out half of a blood ginseng.

"Oh dear! You're wasting such a precious resource!"

"Such a precious herb, ruined by your single stroke of the hoe!"

Uncle Sickle looked at the half-eaten blood ginseng with heartache and cried out in pain.

Feng Xuan kindly advised, "Everyone, it's best to be careful."

"Benefits often come with risks!"

when!
The man with the iron pot took the iron pot off his back and held it in front of him.

"Young man, you're right. Better safe than sorry!"

Just as the group was digging for blood ginseng, Feng Xuan and Uncle Iron Pot were on guard around them.

A blood-red vine suddenly sprouted from the ground.

It wrapped around the middle-aged man's ankle, which was covered in cleavers.

The next instant, a flash of light appeared, and blood gushed out.

The sickle looks clean and neat, and the cleaver uncle stands with his knife sheathed.

He glanced at the dark red bloodstains at the feet of the man with the cleaver and began to curse.

"What the hell is this thing?!"

"If it weren't for my quick knife, I probably would have been the first to go!"

As soon as he turned around, the two broken vines suddenly leaped into the air.

The gushing blood transformed into countless blood needles, piercing the middle-aged man wielding the cleaver.

(End of this chapter)