Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 400: The Ceremony of Receiving a Fate Begins, Yan Huan and Wu Gensheng Meet

After listening to Lu Jin's explanation, Zhang Zhiwei and Yan Huan smiled at each other without saying much. The entire Lu family lobby was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days later.

Li Muxuan decided to collect the fate at a remote valley somewhere.

There are towering mountains and lush vegetation here. Looking up from the valley, you can vaguely see the former site of the Trinity Gate.

Several buildings were hanging in the mountains like the remains of strange beasts, and were tottering in the wind.

If you look closer, you can see spider webs everywhere and the white and gray traces of time.

For seventy years, this place has been abandoned, and other schools in the circle dare not touch it.

There were several times when outsiders wanted to take over, but due to the rugged terrain and the difficulty of construction, the projects were often difficult to advance.

Later on, every time when it came time to make a decision on development, problems would arise with the people who came to inspect.

Over time, no one wanted to touch the ruins of Trinity Gate anymore.

Some people say that this place is where the resentful spirits of the Trinity disciples linger and harass the world.

But those who are clear-headed know that old friends can't make any waves, and the lingering resentment is all feudal superstition, and there are living people who are causing trouble -

Those builders who wanted to develop this place were driven away by Lu Jin.

When Yan Huan rushed to the collection site, the spacious area in the valley was filled with stools neatly arranged.

Some curious people came early and occupied a few good spots to enjoy the food.

Li Muxuan sat cross-legged in the middle of a stool, his back against the mountain wall under the Trinity ruins, and next to him was a large bronze gong hanging on a horizontal wooden beam.

Boom!
As soon as the gong sounded, the ceremony of collecting the fate began without any unnecessary steps.

Wait for the next gong to sound. During this period, anyone who has old grudges with Li Muxuan can settle them at will.

The people sitting on the mats looked at each other and looked around.

These people are not very old, some of them were even born after Li Muxuan fled to Nasen, they came here to join in the fun, but after waiting for half a day, no one came up and they felt a little bored.

Nothing happened on the first day that Li Muxuan received his love.

The second and third days were still the same.

By the fifth day, some people couldn't stand the boredom and left early.

Almost all those who stayed where they were were well-known figures in the circle.

Zhang Zhiwei and Yan Huan acted as witnesses, the "two heroes" Ding Shiman and Na Ruhu, Tang Xin, the new head of the Tang Sect, Xia Liuqing and Mei Jinfeng from the "Quan Xing", Fang Lao and Huang Ning'er from the "Qiu Zhen Hui", and the regional leaders of the company representatives...

Ding Shian glanced at the gradually empty stool and said to Na Ruhu who was sitting upright next to him, "It's almost the sixth day and nothing has happened!

Those who were just there to watch the fun couldn't stand the boredom and left. "

His tiger-like arms were crossed in front of his chest, with a speechless look on his face.

"Come on, Old Ding, just be content. There's a seat prepared for us. Do you know how long I stood at the dock waiting for these two a few days ago?"

Ding Shimaan grabbed the mineral water and took a sip, "Isn't this just a complaint..."

While drinking water, he glanced at Xia Liuqing and Mei Jinfeng slowly walking towards Li Muxuan.

"You two, do you have something to settle with me?" Li Muxuan asked.

Xia Liuqing chuckled and first glanced at Yan Huan who was sitting high up on the cliff.

"That's not the case, but almost all of our disciples were scared by that master, so no one dared to come. But if no one in our sect witnessed you leaving the house today, wouldn't we be laughed at?
This is the last time I will deal with you.”

Li Muxuan nodded and said, "Please take a seat, thank you."

The noble and upright people have always looked down upon "Quan Xing". Xia and Mei were very considerate and found a secluded corner where no one was around and sat down.

Before you know it, the sun is getting worse.

In the valley corridor filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, an old monk and an old man wearing glasses walked over.

"Oh, we haven't seen each other for such a long time. We have all grown old..." Monk Jing'an sighed.

The old man who was traveling with him added, "Look at this arrogant boy, he hasn't changed at all."

Walking up to Li Muxuan, he got straight to the point and said, "Since you're so willing, let's settle our previous accounts, shall we?"

"You are..."

"Huaguang, Lao Liu. The one whose wedding you disrupted."

When talking about disrupting marriages, Li Muxuan clapped his hands fiercely, "Remember! Remember!"

On the day of Senior Brother Huaguang Liu's wedding banquet, he severely humiliated him in front of the elders and relatives of both the bride and groom's families.

"Oh! I can't remember you, but I know the story. After I went overseas, I had a lot of free time. I spent my time reminiscing about the past. Among all the games I played, your story was my best."

"Hmph!" Old Liu raised his foot and stepped on Li Muxuan's face with the hard sole of his leather shoe.

As the saying goes, "It is better to tear down a temple than to break up a marriage." Anyone who dares to cause trouble on a wedding day is your enemy.

Old Liu looked down at Li Muxuan as if he were a stink bug.

Looking at this bastard's life, he destroyed people's livelihoods, robbed people of their dignity, and disrupted people's happy events. Any one of these things is enough to make a deadly enemy, but he himself regards these things as pranks.

"Do you know how many people your game has harmed?"

“I know…” Li Muxuan wiped the blood from his nose, “Otherwise I wouldn’t be here today.

Tell me what you want."

Lao Liu stretched out his feet and said, "The mountain road is hard to walk on. My shoes are dirty. Lick them clean for me."

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little cold.

Li Muxuan's veins bulged, he gasped heavily, and held Lao Liu's ankle with trembling hands.

"It's all my own fault..."

After saying that, he put the dirty surface of the leather shoe close to his mouth.

"Tsk..." Old Liu was disdainful and kicked, "I was really afraid that you would bite me. Today's matter between us is over."

"It's not that I feel relieved after letting out my anger, it's just that I don't care anymore."

"To tell you the truth, Li Muxuan, we know you want to end your relationship, so we helped the company contact everyone who has any connection with you. Seventy years has passed in the blink of an eye, and there are only a few people who really want to settle accounts with you."

"Some people let it go, some people think you're not worth their trip, and many others need to be reminded many times before they remember that you were there in the past."

"You come from a rich and powerful family. Maybe you lacked love since childhood. Don't think too highly of yourself. You are just a show-off."

Li Muxuan was scolded so much that he said nothing and kept his head down for a long time.

All of a sudden, he burst into laughter like crazy, laughed so hard that he fell to the ground.

Yeah, I am nothing...

Qingzhu Garden, Trinity Gate, Quanxing... From parents to friends, from relatives to enemies, it seems like I am sorry for everyone I come into contact with.

I have lived in vain for hundreds of years.

Hahahahaha!
"Well done, well done. Congratulations, congratulations." Monk Jing'an bowed, "Donor Li, I'm afraid it's not so easy to get rid of your past bad karma. I hope that after the gong sounds, you can be reborn."

Li Muxuan slowly got up from the ground, his eyes slightly closed. "Thank you."

After Monk Jing'an finished speaking, he walked to Lu Jin and kowtowed to the old man.

"Monk, what are you doing?" Lu Jin was a little confused.

"Master Lu, you are a good person, a very good person. I just hope you can think twice about some things."

Lu Jin remained silent.

In the past few days, younger generations and peers came to persuade him. He, an old man who has lived for a hundred years, seems to have become an ignorant child.

"I see. Thanks."

Lu Jin closed his eyes and sat on the ground to regulate his breathing.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the seventh day. All the people who had left earlier came back at the last minute.

Once you wait, you will hear the gong ringing at sunset.

Lu Jin slowly stood up, changed his clothes, put on the training clothes of the Trinity Sect, and walked in front of Li Muxuan.

"Everyone, is there anyone who wants to settle accounts with this person? If not, he will be mine."

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Yan Huan sat cross-legged on a high platform on the protruding stone wall, silently overlooking the entire valley.

After Huang Ning'er of the Truth Seeking Society came forward and exchanged Lu Jin's three palms for Li Muxuan's "Reverse Eight Directions", it became a life-and-death situation for the two.

Yan Huan didn't think that verbal persuasion would be helpful in dispelling Mr. Lu's inner demons. He could only wait for the battle to be over and then act accordingly.

However, with the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei present, Yan Huan didn't have to worry too much about some things.

After all, he couldn't do anything to Mr. Lu, but the old Taoist priest started slapping him without saying a word.

Yan Huan continued to observe the battle situation. Suddenly, a misty cloud rose from the Trinity ruins on the mountain.

A fresh and pure breath spread over, as if someone was deliberately inviting and trying to attract Yan Huan over.

"This Qi gives me a feeling that is somewhat familiar..."

Yan Huan glanced at Feng Baobao in the valley.

Swish!
A bright flame appeared and Yan Huan came to Zhang Zhiwei's side.

"Old Heavenly Master, I'm afraid someone with ulterior motives is causing trouble behind my back and is using some trickery to invite me over.

This witness..."

Zhang Zhiwei understood the hidden meaning of Yan Huan's words, stroked his beard and nodded.

"Then go ahead and be careful."

"Thank you." Before leaving, Yan Huan took a closer look and saw that Zhang Zhiwei had already rolled up the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

It seems like there's really nothing to worry about.

Swish!
The breeze soared up and landed on the former site of Trinity Gate.

The outline of the building is still preserved in front of us, but the walls and roof are overgrown with weeds, giving it a desolate and dilapidated appearance.

The martial arts arena in front of the house was also in a mess with grass and trees growing among the bricks and stones. There was no place to step.

In the bushes, a man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was piling up the wild chrysanthemums he had collected.

Seeing Yan Huan show up, the man turned around suddenly, his messy hair covering his face, revealing only a pair of clean and bright eyes.

Swish!
When the man saw Yan Huan, he placed the wild chrysanthemums on the steps in front of the Trinity ruins, took a step, leaped dozens of meters, and hurriedly fled to the northwest.

"Since you are willing to guide me here, why should I avoid you?"

Yan Huan’s body turned into golden light and chased after him at a very fast speed.

Before getting close to the man, Yan Huan felt that the speed of the Qi flow in her body had changed.

With the man as the center, radiating to a distance of ten meters away, all the Qi became calm and still, as if it had been smoothed out in an instant.

This method of restoring Qi made Yan Huan instantly think of a person - Wu Gensheng.

Yan Huan deliberately slowed down her pace and followed the man carefully.

From time to time, the sound of Sanskrit chanting could be heard, stirring people's minds. It was as if the feeling was entangled by the devil Mara, which made Yan Huan confirm his guess.

The man recited the "Demon Mantra of His Freedom to Transform into Heaven". Even if this person was not Wu Gensheng, he was inseparable from Wu Gensheng.

The two men traveled thousands of miles, from the southeast coastal area straight into the Qinling Mountains.

The environment in front of Yan Huan gradually became familiar. There were valley stone walls covered with patterns, golden monkeys with human habits, and the charred marks left after the fire.

Twenty-four sections lead to the Tongtian Valley.

The man who had been fleeing stopped in front of the Jiuqu Panhuan Cave and looked at the repaired stone cave, on which were still some words he had carved.

"Are you Wu Gensheng, senior?" Yan Huan spoke his thoughts bluntly.

The man lifted up his long hair that was blocking his view, revealing his true face. However, because he was unkempt, Yan Huan could only see his face covered in mud and could not tell what he really looked like.

"right···"

"Maybe... maybe you can call me Feng Yao..."

Yan Huan tilted his head and said, "If you don't say it's Wu Gensheng, then did the senior find his home?"

"No... A hundred years ago, the road was vast and I didn't know where to go. When I looked back, I couldn't even see the way I came." Wu Gensheng said in a low voice.

This late Qing Dynasty man, whose age could not be judged from his appearance, gave Yan Huan a very different feeling.

On the one hand, his body and Qi were maintained in a near-perfect state; on the other hand, his negative and lazy spirit was extremely inconsistent with his immortal body.

"What does senior mean?"

Wu Gensheng mobilized all the Qi in his body and shook it angrily, causing the Jiuqu Panhuan Cave, which had been repaired earlier, to be shattered again.

Stones piled up and sand and gravel fell from above Yan Huan's head, but not a trace of dust stained his body.

Wu Gensheng shook his head. "As a lone man without a master, you should be the farthest away from the great Dao. But I don't know why you can reach the same level as the leaders of the same sects by relying on yourself."

"It's very dangerous to continue like this..."

Yan Huan was somewhat confused listening to the ambiguous and hazy words.

"Senior, you have been wandering around for a hundred years, and you must have gained something. If possible, why not tell me clearly?"

Wu Gensheng fell backwards and lay on the messy rubble.

"Why do people practice cultivation? What is the end point of cultivation? Becoming an immortal? Living forever?"

"But if that's the case, how can a person survive tens of millions of years of loneliness..."

"That's why we need to cultivate our minds. How do you know that when we reach that stage, we won't look at the years and the world in a different light?" Yan Huan snapped his fingers, and a platform rose up under his feet. He jumped up easily and sat on it.

Looking at Wu Gensheng, who was spread out in the shape of a "Big" character on the ruins, Yan Huan couldn't help but feel curious. Did this man go to so much trouble to lure him to the Twenty-Four Section Valley just to discuss Taoism?

Wu Gensheng was silent for a long time, then slowly said:

"What if I say that this road to heaven has no end at all, that immortality is just a false dream, that there are no real immortals in the world, and that everything is just a lie woven by the great powers of the past generations?"

(End of this chapter)