Chapter 153 Master, save me!

After chatting with Master Xuanmiao for a while, Gu An asked him to take him to the medicine garden.

Taoist Xuanmiao planted a large medicinal garden at the foot of the mountain and hired several small monsters to guard it. Gu An began to pick ripe herbs and told Taoist Xuanmiao a lot of truths.

Xuanmiao Zhenren listened carefully to the mountain god's teachings and felt that every word contained the true meaning of the great Dao.

After picking them, Gu An only took half and left the remaining half of the herbs for Xuanmiao Zhenren to practice alchemy.

Although this is not the first time this has happened, it still moves Master Xuanmiao.

It is said that he is a slave and serves for a lifetime, but in fact he is practicing under the lap of the mountain god. This is a great blessing!

Xuanmiao Zhenren felt that the mountain god had an important mission to pass on to him, because the mountain god said: "When God is about to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, his body hungry, his body empty, and his actions frustrated."

The so-called planting of medicinal herbs may not be what the mountain god needs, but it is to temper his temper.

He had a bold guess about the mission that the mountain god wanted to pass on to him. Every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel upset and tried hard not to think about it.

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The medicine garden of Shanshen Temple has not yet become a stable source of longevity for Gu An. He now mainly relies on Xuan Valley, Bajing Cave Heaven, the Third Medicine Valley, Tianya Valley and Nianchu Cave Mansion, which can give him nearly 200,000 years of lifespan every year, with occasional fluctuations.

His lifespan has exceeded 5.6 million years. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to live for tens of millions of years in twenty years.

The great calamity of demons is unlikely to break out within twenty years. According to speculation within the Taixuan Sect, it will take at least fifty years for the great calamity of demons to break out.

After returning to Xuan Valley, Gu An continued to be an ordinary disciple.

It is worth mentioning that Gu Zong has promoted Gu An to an inner sect disciple, but Gu An still prefers to hang out in the outer sect city on weekdays.

He has many friends in the outer sect, and he is a nostalgic person.

And just like that, another year passed.

Summer is coming.

Gu An was practicing calligraphy in the attic of Xuan Gu. While practicing, he was also thinking about the advanced formations in the Ziwei Formation Record.

Lu Jiujia suddenly came to visit Gu An. When he heard the knock on the door, Gu An let him in.

He closed the door, came to the desk, and said, "Brother, I have heard about Wu Xin's news."

Wu Xin, Gu An’s junior fellow apprentice, was a spy from Qianqiu Pavilion. Although he left, he left behind the Daoyan Skill.

Gu An didn't raise his eyes, continued to stare at the book, and said, "Tell me about it."

Lu Jiujia said immediately, "Because of the chaos of the Epiphyllum Cult, Qianqiu Pavilion has been disbanded. I originally thought that he had died, but recently I heard that a young monk appeared under the emperor's command, calling himself Wuxin. This monk is ruthless and once slaughtered 9,000 soldiers of the Hanlu Dynasty by himself, and refined their heads into magic tools. This incident caused a huge response in the world of immortal cultivation. In order to unify the world, the emperor employed people without considering morality. Now he has many demon cultivators and ghost cultivators under him."

After hearing this, Gu An felt that his mind had become stronger.

As for Wuxin's actions, he was not sure what to say.

It is worth mentioning that the Nine Dynasties' immortal cultivation world acquiesced to Li Xuandao's actions and allowed the dynasty to go to war. However, there was one thing: no matter how the fight went, the sects must not be involved. At least the grievances of the dynasty could not be escalated to the sects.

Of course, although this is the rule, Taixuan Sect will secretly support Li Xuandao, and the Hanlu Dynasty's immortal cultivation sects will also send people to support them.

The monks of the Nine Dynasties all hoped that the dynasty that would unify the world would be the one they belonged to.

Lu Jiujia said with emotion: "Wuxin's current strength is probably comparable to the Jindan stage. With his aptitude, how could he be so powerful? He must have practiced some kind of magic. Brother, if you meet him in the future, you must be careful."

He had also gone astray and knew the feeling of falling into the devil's way. In order to become stronger, he would do anything. In that state, the only thing that mattered to him was himself.

Gu An nodded and said, "Don't worry, I usually don't leave the area of ​​Taixuanmen, so he certainly won't dare to come."

The Taixuan Sect is taking off. The influence of the Golden List Conference and Pan An's works has led to an increasing number of Taixuan Sect disciples. Many powerful independent cultivators have also joined the Taixuan Sect. With every passing year, the Taixuan Sect's paper strength will rise to a higher level.

The most obvious point is that Gu An rarely sees evil cultivators sneaking into Taixuan Sect anymore.

After Lu Jiujia finished telling this story, he stopped disturbing Gu An.

Gu An continued to practice calligraphy. He thought that he could show off his handwriting in his next book.

How can I keep such beautiful writing hidden away and admire it alone?

I may not be a genius in cultivating immortals, but I am definitely a genius in calligraphy! Gu An boasted in his heart, and his mood became more and more cheerful.

Just at this moment.

He suddenly felt someone calling him. He thought it was Master Xuanmiao, but when he looked around with his spiritual sense, he found that Master Xuanmiao was practicing.

He couldn't help but feel it carefully and found that the person the other party was calling was not the mountain god.

But it's 'Master, save me'.

Um?……

Under the blue sky and white clouds, hundreds of monks were suspended among the mountains. They faced the same mountain wall and continuously cast spells.

No matter how they attacked with their spiritual power, they could not shake the mountain wall. Every time they were attacked, a layer of green light would appear on the mountain wall to resist all attacks.

An old man flew to the side of the purple-clothed man who had not made a move, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the restrictions here are too strong. Even a cultivator like me in the Void Realm cannot break through!"

The man in purple is the prince of the Tianwei Dynasty, named Si Zong, and has reached the first level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Si Zong looked indifferent and said, "Continue the attack. Even if we can't break through, we have to scare that kid. My master will be here soon. Also, let a group of people disperse to prevent that kid from escaping. He is the top of the gold list of Taixuan Sect. If he escapes this time, it will be difficult to catch him. When he grows up, he will be a big trouble for Tianwei."

"yes!"

The old man immediately took the order and left.

at the same time.

Inside the mountain wall, passing through a winding tunnel, they came to a spacious cave. An Hao was meditating to heal his wounds. Next to him stood a woman in yellow, who was dressed richly and had a pretty face.

"Hey, my second brother's master is in the Xuanxin realm, and he is the supreme elder of Zhutian Peak, the first sect of Tianwei. He will definitely get what he wants. I advise you to open the mountain gate, let him in, and then apologize. I can help you plead with my second brother."

The woman in yellow spoke. Her name was Si Yaner and she was the princess of Tian Wei. At this moment, she was standing on the ground and could only speak. Her body was stiff. Looking closely, there was a talisman paper stuck on her shoulder.

An Hao closed his eyes and ignored it, his face was pale.

He also realized that the situation was critical and that he had basically no hope of escaping.

While he was healing, he thought of his master.

His greatest wish is to meet his master. Even though he knows that his master is Fudao Jianzun, he still doesn't know his master's true identity.

No one in Taixuan Sect knew who Fudao Jianzun was, not even his second master Lu Baitian.

Because of this, An Hao practiced more diligently.

His real master is stronger than the entire Taixuan Sect. If he doesn't work hard to cultivate, how can he satisfy his master? An Hao felt unwilling, but also a little disappointed.

That is, he hoped that at this critical moment, his master would come forward to save him.

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Although Si Zong had reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, he could not do anything to him. What was annoying was that Si Zong was able to call for help, and he called a group of cultivators at a high level.

This made An Hao very depressed.

He also has a backer! If his master could come, he felt that it would be useless for Si Zong to call more people.

Si Yaner's noisy voice kept coming to his ears, making him feel upset.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, stared at Si Yan'er, and cursed: "If you say anything more, I will skin you alive and have fun with you before I die!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Si Yaner's face turned pale and she quickly shut up. She could only stare at him with her big eyes, feeling aggrieved and angry.

“Ahem…”

An Hao was so angry that his blood rushed up and he started coughing. He didn't like vomiting blood, so he endured the discomfort and swallowed the blood back.

Soon, he regained his composure and continued to practice martial arts to heal his injuries.

An hour later.

Si Yan'er couldn't help but ask, "Hey, An Hao, do you think that statue is the statue of the cave owner?"

Following her gaze, there was a stone statue standing in the center of the cave. It was an old man with his feet on a turtle, holding a wooden stick in his hand, with a hunched back and a kind face. Although it was a stone statue, it felt as if it was alive.

An Hao closed his eyes and replied, "Maybe."

He suddenly thought of something and immediately stood up and walked to the stone statue.

He began to walk around the statue, observing it carefully.

"Did you find anything?" Si Yaner asked curiously.

An Hao didn't answer him.

Just at this moment.

A terrifying pressure descended, causing An Hao to stop and his face to change drastically. Si Yan'er was also frightened.

"Master, you are finally here!"

Si Zong's surprised shouts were heard from outside. This guy spoke loudly on purpose, obviously for An Hao and the others to hear.

"I didn't expect that this place actually hides the ruins of the cave of an ancient great monk. Please get out of the way."

A cold voice sounded, and An Hao's face suddenly turned ugly.

Si Yan'er gloated: "Hey, are you scared now? Hurry up and unblock me, otherwise when they break in, you'll be really dead!"

Boom boom

The cave shook violently, with sand, rocks and dust falling down, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

A terrifying spiritual consciousness has penetrated in, causing An Hao to tremble with fear and his forehead is covered with cold sweat.

No matter how talented he is, he can never be a match for the Xuanxin Realm! Not to mention the Xuanxin Realm, the Duxu Realm can crush him to death!

At this moment, An Hao couldn't calm down. He clenched his fists and inexplicably thought of his master.

"hateful……"

"Master, save me..."

An Hao gritted his teeth and whispered to himself.

When Si Yan'er heard this, she was immediately amused and said with a smile: "Isn't your master the leader of Taixuan Sect? It is said that he is only at the Fusion Realm. He is no match for my second brother's master, and he is far away in Taixuan Sect. He can't come to save you!"

An Hao glared at her and said angrily, "The master I'm talking about is not Lv Baitian!"

Si Yan'er curled her lips and asked, "Do you have a master in the Xuanxin realm?"

"I..." An Hao couldn't answer because he had promised his master not to reveal his master's existence.

At this moment, a hand pressed on An Hao's shoulder, startling him. Then, he heard a voice that made his eyes redden: "Stupid disciple, how many years have passed, and you're already yelling for your master to save you?"

Third update!

(End of this chapter)