The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Ying Ni ignored Jing Kong's distraught expression. She knew that he had to rely on himself to overcome this kind of situation, and no one else could provide any substantial help. Her gaze then turned to Gu Qingxiao and Tian Suanzi, who immediately noticed Ying Ni's scrutiny.

"That senior taught me the basic divination skills. After a little research, I found that some of them overlap with what I have learned so far, while others are different." Tian Suanzi couldn't wait to study on his way back and came to this conclusion.

"I understand. The cultivation method you're currently practicing is a streamlined version tailored to Blue Star's current conditions. The one your predecessors passed down to you is the most complete and authentic cultivation method from the ancient Tianji Sect." Ying Li was well aware that the current cultivation methods on Blue Star had been pared down to accommodate the planet's resource capacity. She didn't believe they were flawed, but rather that their predecessors had truly put in a lot of effort to preserve their legacy. If she was correct, every existing immortal sect and family on Blue Star should have preserved a legitimate legacy. It's just that no one on Blue Star has yet reached the Nascent Soul stage, and therefore cannot fully unlock this legacy.

Gu Qingxiao stared at Tian Suanzi who was lost in thought beside him. The latter was shocked that his cultivation method was not orthodox.

"I've acquired a set of sword techniques, but I'm a bit confused." Gu Qingxiao had previously retrieved a treasure from his previous life from Ying Meng. He had already changed his cultivation method, and now he had acquired sword techniques. However, his training was in the Way of Mercilessness, while the sword techniques taught by his predecessors involved the seven emotions and six desires.

"You must understand that the Great Dao, though ruthless, also possesses affection. A ruthless Dao doesn't require you to completely abandon emotion; even the Way of Heaven has its preferences." Ying Li pointed out the reason for Gu Qingxiao's stagnant cultivation. The swordsmanship she cultivated wasn't suitable for him, but she could still offer some guidance.

After answering the three people's questions, Ying Ni stopped asking. Some truths require one's own understanding. If one cannot even comprehend the revelation right in front of him, then perhaps it means that he is not suitable for the path of immortal cultivation.

Ying Lun sat quietly waiting for the others to return, and the three of them returned to their rooms, began to comprehend the skills and reflect on Ying Lun's words.

After enjoying the grand event, the three returned and learned the news from Ying Ni. Although they felt a little regretful, they did not show any jealousy. Instead, their eyes were full of blessings for the three.

Ying Ni grew up in the national education system and naturally understood the importance of this sense of collective honor.

Not long after, Bai Fan and Di Xin dragged their exhausted bodies back to their residence. When Bai Fan saw the teapot on the table, he couldn't wait to grab it and pour the tea directly into his mouth, and Di Xin's situation was similar.

"What's wrong with you?" Ying Li asked curiously, her eyes scanning back and forth between the two of them, watching them take turns drinking five or six pots of tea.

"Don't mention it, I just want to earn some more spirit stones before leaving!" Bai Fan answered helplessly, with a hint of fatigue in his tone.

When this incident was brought up, Bai Fan couldn't help but pour out his heart, mumbling to himself, "Emperor Xin and I ran into the judge on the street. After a brief conversation, we learned that since the Black and White Impermanence were injured, much of the work in the underworld has stalled. We thought it might be profitable, so we went with the judge. Who would have thought he would treat us like livestock? The workload is overwhelming."

Emperor Xin added, "We handled thirty-three cases of violent ghost injuries and assisted the underworld in recaptured nearly a hundred escaped ghosts. This work left us exhausted and we could barely stand."

Ying Li was no stranger to the work of the underworld. She remembered a time when a child of destiny stole a treasure from the underworld, sparking a riot. To quell the situation, the underworld was forced to open a passage to the Middle Thousand Worlds, inviting elites from all walks of life to enter the underworld to hunt ghosts. Since then, the underworld has added a new rule: anyone entering the underworld must be stamped with the underworld's seal by a ghost messenger. Otherwise, anyone with no seal can be hunted down, whether human, ghost, demon, or devil.

"Okay, we'll need to stay here for a few more days," Ying Li announced her plan. "You two can use this time to trade cultivation resources. This will not only earn you spirit stones, but also help you accumulate more resources for your future cultivation."

Ying Xuan gazed at the silk thread in her hand and suddenly felt a faint tremor. For days, the thread had been silent, as if in deep sleep, while Bai Fan and Di Xin continued to busy themselves with the Judge in the underworld, dealing with the complex cycle of life and death. Mu Ya attempted to establish a connection with the Wood Spirit Pearl, hoping to gain insight into unknown mysteries through this mysterious bead. Gu Yanqing and Miao Yimo frequently sparred, hoping to improve their cultivation and reach higher realms. Meanwhile, Gu Qingxiao, Tian Suanzi, and Jingkong were concentrating on comprehending that opportunity, hoping to find the catalyst for a breakthrough.

The slight tremor of the silk thread caused Ying Xuan to instantly vanish from the room, like a flash of lightning streaking through the night sky. A mysterious figure in a black cloak had just stepped out of the teahouse when he sensed someone watching him. He didn't look in that direction, but instead quietly departed in another direction, like a night cat, silently moving through the darkness.

However, with a dull thud, the mysterious man crashed into a golden wall. He immediately realized that a formation had been set up around him, targeting him. He turned and looked at the figure in the air, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Don't waste your time struggling. I've been searching for you for a long time." Ying Ni looked down at the mysterious man, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light. "Should I call you Wangchen or Jin Chanzi?"

When the mysterious man saw Ying Ni reveal his identity, he removed his cloak, revealing a calm and mysterious face. "Amitabha, long time no see, Ancient God Shang, the ancient god who controls the fate of countless lives."

"It is indeed you. If I had not recovered the original power, I might not be able to recognize your identity." Ying Li confirmed her previous guess, and couldn't help but wonder how he avoided Tathagata's surveillance and sneaked into this world quietly.

"No, you don't have Buddha nature, and you haven't entered the cycle of reincarnation. Then, who has entered the cycle of reincarnation?" Ying Li stared at Jin Chanzi in front of her, her heart full of doubts.

Jin Chanzi looked around and suggested to Ying Ni, "Perhaps we can continue our conversation somewhere else."

Ying Ni also felt uncomfortable communicating in this environment, so she waved her hand gently, and the barrier on the ground began to shrink, eventually condensing into a thin golden thread. One end was wrapped around Jin Chanzi's arm, and the other end was tightly grasped in Ying Ni's hand. "Then, let's go."