Chaos Spirit Field

After receiving his disciple's plea for help, Changmei Zhenren of the Kunlun Sect rushed to Luoyi City. Upon seeing his master, Ji Wuli burst into tears and complained, "Master, my disciple has been bullied. You must help me!"

Seeing Ji Wuli's miserable state, Changmei Zhenren couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He comforted her, "Little Ji! You are now the lord of a city, why can't you change your crybaby habit? Who is so bold as to bully my Yuxu disciples?"

Ji Wuli replied with tears streaming down his face, "Master, that man seemed like a bumpkin from the lower realm, coming to ask me some common sense, completely unaware of the great reputation of our Yuxu Sect. I hesitated for a moment, and he slapped me in the face. Look at my face, it's still swollen. He also stole my salary. This man seems to have hidden treasures on him, and he enters and exits the City Lord's Mansion as if it were his own backyard."

Upon hearing this, Changmei Zhenren immediately became interested. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chuckled, saying, "Xiao Ji, your master has understood. You don't have to act pitiful anymore. Get rid of the swelling on your face. You don't have to pay the tribute this year."

Ji Wuli muttered innocently, "Master, I'm not pretending to be so pitiful on purpose. It's just that the swelling on my face is not going away. Please help me take a look. I, the city lord, am too embarrassed to go out now."

Upon hearing this, Changmei Zhenren carefully investigated and discovered a clue. He was surprised to find that the slap mark on Ji Wuli's face actually contained an extremely special energy, so much so that the swelling was difficult to reduce in a short period of time. He thought for a while and said, "It turned out to be the Vajra Fist of Buddhism. Little Ji, that man is bald."

Ji Wuli said, "Master, that man is not a monk. He has hair and looks like this." Then he used the water mirror technique to show the man's appearance.

Changmei Zhenren found that the person in the mirror looked familiar, and somewhat like the disciple that his junior brother Changming Zhenren had just accepted. He counted with his fingers and found that it was the same person. He always felt that something was wrong, so he asked: "Xiao Ji, when did this person come?"

"Master, yesterday at 3:30 pm."

"Are you sure it's this person?"

"Master, I would recognize this person even if he turned into ashes. Is there a problem?"

"Xiao Ji, this man is called Li Dajiang. He is your uncle Changming's new disciple. He was in our sect at 3:30 yesterday. How could he have come to you?"

Ji Wuli said with a look of grievance, "Master, everything I said is true. It was indeed this man who beat me. Do you think someone else could have pretended to be him and done it?"

"Buddhism is best at the art of cause and effect. What you said is possible. I will investigate it when I return to the sect."

Changmei Zhenren returned to the sect and found Li Dajiang. He asked, "Nephew, have you ever offended anyone in the Buddhist sect in the lower realm?"

Li Dajiang thought for a moment and said, "Master, there are no Buddhist disciples in my world, so how could I offend them?"

"What happens after ascension?"

"Uncle Master, after this disciple ascended to heaven, he never left the Immortal Platform."

Li Dajiang's master, Chang Ming Zhenren, came over and asked, "Brother, has my disciple made any mistakes?"

Changmei Zhenren replied, "Junior brother, my useless disciple Ji Wuli was beaten and had a year's salary stolen. That person looked exactly like your disciple. The deduction method I used was also done by your disciple."

"Brother, my disciple is not even at the Void Refinement Stage yet, but he can't beat Ji Wuliu. It's absolutely impossible that he did this."

"Junior brother, I also know that it was not my nephew's doing. I just want him to help find the murderer. Nephew, are you asking what happened at Xiantai?"

Li Dajiang pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Master, I was asking the Immortal Platform. My nephew once kindly reminded a person who had ascended from the lower realm that he was not wearing any clothes. I wonder if that person was responsible."

"Is that man a monk?"

"Uncle Master, how could a Buddhist disciple appear at the Questioning Immortal Platform? But that person can use the escape technique at the Questioning Immortal Platform."

Changmei Zhenren murmured to himself: "The escape technique should be that person, nephew, do you still remember what that person looks like?"

"Uncle Master, I will remember it and draw it for you right away."

Li Dajiang got stuck while using the Water Mirror Technique. He suddenly couldn't remember the man's appearance. He didn't know why, so he said, "Uncle Master, I clearly remember the man's appearance, but I can't draw him. I don't know why."

"If you can't draw it, forget it. Just describe it."

"That man is very handsome. Oh, and Junior Sister Mei saw him too. She saw him the most carefully, so she should remember him."

Changmei Zhenren called over the "Junior Sister Mei" mentioned by Li Dajiang and asked, "Junior Sister Mei, there was a naked monk who appeared on the immortal platform. Can you draw what he looks like?"

Junior Sister Mei recalled the past and suddenly became infatuated. She was stunned for a moment, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said, "Master, that man is the most handsome man I have ever seen. He is elegant and has an extraordinary demeanor. No words can describe his appearance. If it weren't for Senior Brother Li, I would have remembered what he looked like. If you have any news about him, please let me know."

Seeing he couldn't get any information out of him, Changmei Zhenren sent Mei away. He then tried to deduce the truth, and the murderer was still Li Dajiang. Unwilling to accept this, he sought out Jiang Yunsheng, a patriarch at the level of Earth Immortal, but the result was the same. He could only dismiss it as a supernatural incident and let it go.

Where had Zhao Shanhe, the instigator, gone? Actually, he hadn't gone far, remaining in Luoyi City. "The most dangerous place is the safest place"—this saying is nonsense, don't believe it. He was simply too skilled and daring, and now he had nowhere else to go.

Zhao Shanhe had no interest in joining a sect. He despised minor sects, while the more prestigious ones were often linked to the gods in the celestial realm, making their identities easily exposed. Immortal cultivation emphasized "wealth, companions, and land." The blessed caves and heavens suitable for cultivation were all occupied by the major sects, leaving unowned sites nearly extinct. As for cultivation techniques, he had no shortage of them. He had them at all levels, up to the blue level, and he had more than one. It just took time and the appropriate Chaos Spirit Field to cultivate them. As for a teacher, what better teacher could there be than the Chaos Spirit Field?

If it weren't for the money, Zhao Shanhe would never have disguised himself as a mortal and stayed in Luoyi City. He unexpectedly discovered that the coins of the Great Zhou Dynasty were indeed valuable, capable of accelerating the growth of crops in the Chaos Spiritual Fields. Although each coin could only speed things up by ten days, there was no limit to how many times it could be used.

If the Lord of Luoyi hadn't cursed him inwardly, Zhao Shanhe wouldn't have robbed him of his money. After all, if one wants to become rich, one must take the right path; crooked means are not the right path. His main reason for remaining in the mortal realm was for safety; the immortals in heaven wouldn't easily set foot there.