Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Friend Fang, your method is a bit, uh, how should I put it, a bit..."

He considered his words and felt that no matter what he said, it was inappropriate.

He couldn't understand what Fellow Daoist Fang's train of thought was when he asked an outer disciple in the foundation-building stage to frame those two killers, Song Qian and Yao Yue.

Saying that it is childish makes me feel sorry for the word.

"Besides, didn't we agree that testing Song Xuan would be enough? Why bother provoking Song Qian and those two women?

Fortunately, the man died on the spot and I didn't force him to confess anything. Otherwise, I would have gotten angry myself. Given that woman's temper, she might have come to Tongtian Peak to exact punishment!"

The old man surnamed Fang frowned with a dark complexion. "This matter has nothing to do with me. I won't take the blame!"

The kind old man was startled, "Is this really not the work of fellow Daoist?"

"Am I so brainless in your eyes? Even if I wanted to test him, I would test Song Xuan. Why would I have to provoke those two vicious women?"

The old man in black robe sighed speechlessly, "I have checked the female disciple named Yi Xiyue. She comes from a prefectural family in Daosong. She has been good at scheming since she was young and is good at all kinds of house fighting.

This was all her own doing, and no one else instructed her to do it!"

Placing the black piece on the chessboard, he said in a deep voice, "That's good, though. This incident can serve as a warning to those naive outer disciples, allowing them to recognize the cruelty of the cultivation world as soon as possible. It's not a bad thing!"

The kind old man nodded slightly, "Even with the most perfect plan, there will be variables. After this incident, it is not appropriate for you to continue trying.

Otherwise, if it happens too frequently, it will definitely arouse Song Xuan's vigilance."

The black-robed old man said helplessly, "We can only wait a little longer. They have only just started learning, so it's not appropriate for them to make too much noise.

Occasionally, Li Hanshu might turn a blind eye, but if you do too much to Wan Jianfeng, the old man will get mad!"

Then they waited for ten years.

At first, the two of them would occasionally get together to discuss what measures to take next.

But after a long time, the two of them began to let it go.

Forget it. No matter how clever your methods are, you can't do anything when you meet this kind of otaku who never leaves the main door or the secondary door. You can't just attack the mountain gate directly.

Since they like to stay in the cave and not go out, then let them continue to stay there. It would be best if they could stay there for a few hundred years and not come out to affect our interests. Then everything will be fine.

Just when they had put their minds at ease, they suddenly received news that the three people from Da Zhou had come out of seclusion!

......

Ten years of seclusion is not Song Xuan's limit. Song Xuan feels that if there are enough resources for cultivation, it is not impossible to seclude himself for another hundred years.

He had no choice but to leave the country this time because his livelihood had run out.

The energy required to build and expand the inner world is too huge. Simply absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not enough. It requires a huge amount of spiritual stones or natural treasures to support it.

Although Yao Yue and Song Qian were very successful in Tianyuan and had harvested a lot of spoils, they were both big consumers of resources and had to support Song Xuan, a gigolo. After ten years, most of the wealth they had accumulated was used up.

Although Song Xuan is an outer sect elder, he has made no contribution to the sect and can only receive basic resource supplies, which are not enough at all.

In desperation, Young Master Song had to end his life of living off his wife and prepare to go out and get some resources for cultivation.

"Oh my god, I'm finally out!"

Song Qian has been feeling very depressed these years. She is not a quiet person by nature, so as soon as she came out of confinement, she couldn't wait to run out of the yard.

"I noticed the old locust tree in the back mountain before I went into seclusion. It is a top-quality spiritual wood, most suitable for refining wood-type spiritual treasures."

"Brother, sister-in-law, you two keep watch for me. I'm going to chop it down and refine a set of wood-attributed flying swords."

Carpenter Song was eager to make a move. It had been ten years since she had done carpentry. The carpenter's heart could no longer be suppressed.

Song Xuan was helpless, so he raised his hand and waved it. A stream of dark green true energy shot out like the morning glow, and then turned into strands of beams of light, covering the entire back mountain.

At the same time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the martial arts spirit formed seals to conceal the secret and protect Song Qian.

Although it is immoral to destroy the sect's property, there is no other way. He only has this one sister, and she just wants to chop down a tree and do some carpentry work. He can't refuse such a small wish, right?

After a while, Victoria Song returned from the back mountain with a sly smile on her face. It was obvious that she had succeeded.

"Brother, there's a spiritual imprint left by a Spiritual Severing Stage expert on that locust tree, but I've erased it. I guess he should have noticed it by now."

As expected, there was a sudden strong wind in the back mountain, a surging and mighty aura spread out, and a roar resounded throughout the outer mountain.

"who is it!"

"Which bastard cut down my Wanjie Sophora japonica tree?"

The roar was like thunder, rumbling inside the mountain gate. On the Wanjian Peak, several elders walked out of the palace complex high in the sky, with a look of pressure in their eyes, sweeping towards the back mountain.

"The spiritual tree that Old Man Wan has cultivated for three hundred years was cut down?"

"Who is it that's quicker than me?"

"Oh? Fellow Daoist is also thinking about this spiritual wood?"

"Nonsense! This wood is the treasure that nourishes the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. After being integrated into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, it can be promoted to one billion Soul Banners. Who among the elders of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Peak would not be concerned about it!"

The chubby elder, who had previously had a good relationship with Song Xuan, said in grief, "Which fellow Daoist cut it down? Daoist fellow, you are so confused! This Wanjie Wood is less than a thousand years old, and its efficacy will be greatly reduced. Cutting it down now is simply a waste of natural resources!"

As he spoke, he coughed dryly, looked at the elders beside him and said, "In order to prevent the treasure from being covered in dust, I am willing to offer 10,000 top-grade spirit stones to purchase the semi-finished product from you.

If you are interested, you can send me a message and we can trade at any time!"

The elders: “…”

An elder spoke up, "Old Man Wan is extremely fond of the Wanjie Wood treasure. He has set up formations around it and even left a spiritual imprint on the tree. Anyone who has the ability to break the formation and erase the imprint must be at least at the level of an elder.

So, let's get straight to the point. I don't want much. Just one hundred top-grade spirit stones and give me one foot!"

"Me too!"

"Same here, old man!"

Several people spoke up one after another, and then stared at each other. They all asked for the spiritual wood, but no one admitted that the spiritual wood was in their hands.

After a while, seeing that no one acknowledged them, several elders snorted and turned to walk into the hall.

"You're capable of chopping down the Wanjie Wood right under our noses. I admire you!"

"We admit that we're not as good as others. As I said before, if you want to sell it, please feel free to contact us. The price is negotiable!"

Although several people were unhappy, no one accused the person who secretly cut down the spiritual wood of doing anything wrong.

In the world of cultivation, strength is respected. If you can seize the treasure without being noticed and not be caught by anyone, that is your ability. In the eyes of several elders, it is perfectly normal.

Chapter 598: You cut down someone’s trees, and now you want his people back, right?

It's not that they didn't suspect Song Xuan and his companions.

However, Song Xuan and the other two have been in seclusion for the past ten years, and after a long time, they have lost a sense of presence.

Although Song Qian and Yao Yue are both powerful, they practice the Great Zhou world method and have never refined the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Moreover, coming from a small place like Da Zhou, it is not certain that they know the efficacy of the Wanjie Sophora japonica tree.

But the elders around him were different. None of them was not thinking about this tree. Compared with Song Xuan and others, the possibility of them committing the crime was much greater.

Even the old man Wan, who was roaring in anger with a look of heartache on his face, looked at the other elders who turned and walked into the palace with an angry look. It was obvious that in his heart, he also believed that his precious tree was cut down by these people.

Don’t think that they just spoke very calmly and said that they would pay spirit stones to buy it, but who knows if they are pretending, maybe they did this together!

Being able to instantly break the formation he had set up, instantly erase the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left behind, and block the secrets of heaven in advance so that he could not foresee trouble on a whim, this is definitely not something that one person can do!

These guys must have teamed up and are putting on a show for me!

He was very upset, but there was nothing he could do.

This is the world of cultivation. Even high-ranking members of the same sect will use different means to achieve their own interests.

If he had the ability to find the weaknesses of several people openly, he could naturally go to the abbot to file a complaint.

But now, he had no evidence to hold against him, and yelling was of no use other than venting his anger, which would only make people feel helpless and furious.

After throwing a tantrum and cursing for a while while standing on the top of the mountain, Old Man Wan pulled up the remaining half of the locust tree by its roots and put it into his storage ring.

After doing all this, his face looked better.

Fortunately, those people did not do anything extreme and left the tree roots. They can continue to cultivate it by finding a suitable place later.

Even if the effect is not as good as before, at least there is still a thought.

...

In Song Xuan's courtyard, Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing several elders returning to their respective caves.

Facing the gazes of Song Xuan and Yao Yue, she smiled awkwardly.

"I just thought that locust tree was nice, and I wanted to chop it down when I saw it, but I didn't expect it to have such a great origin."

"Well, how about I go back?"

Song Xuan waved his hand, "Forget it, I've already chopped him down and he's already scolded me. If I go back now, wouldn't that be in vain?"

After today's scene, Song Xuan has gained the most thorough understanding of this world.

In this vast world of all spirits, as long as you have the strength, you can really do whatever you want!

Even though Old Man Wan was unhappy, he only dared to scold and criticize them indirectly, and did not dare to confront the elders directly.

"Put your things away and pretend nothing happened!"

After giving some instructions, he stepped into the air and waved to Old Man Wan in the back mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Wan, would you like to come over and sit down?"

Old Man Wan is a skinny old man with shriveled cheeks and a hunched body. He gives people the feeling that he is a shriveled old tree that may fall down at any time.

After putting the roots of the Wanjie Sophora japonica tree into the storage ring, he stood there in silence, feeling that the Hunyuan Sect was incompatible with his entire personality. He had a sense of loneliness as if he was in a prosperous place.

Hearing Song Xuan's voice suddenly, he was stunned at first, then pondered for a moment, then nodded and clasped his fists, "How dare I refuse Elder Song's invitation?"

His figure turned into a gray light, and after a few breaths he arrived at the courtyard where Song Xuan was.

On the side, Yao Yue was making tea, and Song Qian was rarely so attentive as to arrange the tea sets.

"sit!"

Song Xuan didn't say anything polite. He waved his hand and everyone sat down. Then he picked up the teapot and started pouring tea.

"As far as I know, once one reaches the Spiritual Severing Stage, one can basically obtain the position of an Outer Sect Elder. I wonder why you are only an Outer Sect Deacon?"

Old Man Wan is at the initial stage of the Spirit Severing Realm. With this strength, he would be a big shot outside the sect. But here, Song Xuan saw frustration in him.

Although he was quite powerful, none of the elders took him seriously.

Old Man Wan looked a little reserved, “This old man is not a disciple trained by Hunyuan Sect, but joined the sect decades ago.

At that time, I didn’t fight for the position of elder, but asked the chief monk for a dark vein where I could cultivate the Myriad Tribulations Wood... What a pity..."

He sighed, "I can't blame anyone else. This is just how the cultivation world is. I couldn't protect the treasure tree, that's my own fault. But I was yelling and losing my temper just now, and it affected Elder Song's retreat, didn't it?"

He knew Song Xuan and the other two. It was said that they were the first masters recruited from the Tianyuan Secret Realm.

These people caused quite a stir when they entered the door, but later the three of them went into seclusion and gradually lost their presence. This time they came out of seclusion, most likely because they were alarmed by the oppressive aura they exuded.

He had suspected that his precious tree was cut down by the three people in front of him, but after a little thought, he dispelled his doubts.

After all, these three people have only been disciples for a short time, and have been in seclusion since then. It is obvious that they do not want to cause trouble.

If he were in other people's shoes, he would not rashly offend someone of the same level without knowing the sect well.

Song Xuan smiled and said, "I was indeed alarmed by the Daoist's aura, and then I saw what happened just now.

To be honest, I admire your patience. If I were you, I wouldn't just let it go if someone cut down the precious tree I'd carefully cared for."

Old Man Wan gave a bitter laugh, "Elder Song said it simply, I can't bear it, what can I do?"

"You've seen that in their eyes, I'm just an outsider after all. They don't even try to hide their intention to take away my precious tree.

They've made all the necessary preparations for this matter, and I don't have any leverage over them. If this gets to the head monk, I'll be the only one who suffers."

Song Xuan nodded, his face showing empathy. "Yes, I understand your feelings, fellow Daoist. Although I am an elder, I have always been excluded from the circle. I have been a disciple for ten years, and until now, not a single elder has spoken to me!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Victoria Song and said, "I'm sure you've heard about my sister. Not long after she joined the sect, an outer sect disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage blatantly falsely accused her.

It's useless, but it's disgusting enough.

Who would believe it if I said there was no master behind this? "

When he said this, Old Man Wan suddenly felt like he had met a close friend, "Yes, when I heard the news, I felt incredible.