Chapter 333 Do you know
This kind of gimmick attracted too much attention, and people flocked to discuss this immortal martial artist, hoping to know more information and have a deeper understanding.

Even if ordinary people don’t know what a Daozi is, or understand what the King of Earthly Immortals means, the immortal holy land of Xianwu Mountain is definitely worthy of their attention.

Even the Son of God in the Garden of Eden said that this Taoist from Xianwu Mountain was the strongest in the world of immortals and no one could match him, which meant he was quite powerful.

"This guy will really cause trouble for Wang Xuan." Chen Qingniu shook his head. The gap between the world of cultivation and the world of ordinary people is too big.

Wang Xuan has a great reputation in the cultivation world and has already caught up with the representatives of the younger generation in other Immortal Holy Lands, but few people know him in the secular world. Wang Xuan can occasionally still enjoy the life of an ordinary person.

Now, it’s hard to say.

In the painting of the Son of God, Wang Xuan's appearance is clearly visible, and since he is in Xianwu Mountain, people who are familiar with him will definitely recognize him.

Su Qiubai was preparing for the college entrance examination at school. The girl's academic performance was not good to begin with, but without her sister around, and Aunt Bai Yuzhen was free to look after her, the girl gradually focused her energy on studying.

With the support of a good sister, her cultivation has reached the level of muscle training. Her brain and energy are no longer what they used to be. She concentrates on studying and her grades improve rapidly.

“Classmates, the battle of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm is over. This war was extremely risky, and the Earth civilization sacrificed a large number of warriors and immortals to achieve victory.

You must cherish this precious peace. You cannot muddle through and waste your time. Instead, you must fight bravely to make the mother planet stronger. Otherwise, one day the building will collapse and everyone, including you and me, will die.

Everyone has unlimited potential. The Xianwushan Daozi mentioned by the Son of God in the Garden of Eden, it is rumored on the Internet that he was born into a commoner family and not some powerful person.

He can become a Taoist of Immortal Martial Arts and a powerful earthly immortal. You can do the same! Taoist Hongwu is your role model!"

The teacher's blood boiled with excitement, so he printed out the hand-painted oil painting of the Son of God and hung the two-meter-long and wide painting at the back of the classroom so that students could see it every day.

"Why is it him?" Su Qiubai lay on the table. The Taoist Xianwu looked like Wang Xuan to her. Moreover, she knew that Wang Xuan was a disciple of Xianwu Mountain.

The former fat otaku, the bad uncle who made a living by writing and fooling lolis, has become so powerful.

The Wang Xuan in the painting is elegant and heroic like a god of war, surrounded by immortal golden light, with an unimaginable aura.

"Do you know who he is?" My classmate only heard this sentence and immediately opened his eyes wide and asked.

Su Qiubai saw her deskmate's enthusiastic expression. Although she didn't agree with him, she knew that Wang Xuan was really amazing. To be honest, Wang Xuan had helped her family with many things.

"He looks a bit like my former neighbor." Su Qiubai said. She knew that if she told him the truth, there would be a lot of trouble.

"He does look like her former neighbor. I've seen that tall, strong and kind uncle, but he's not as energetic as in the painting." A friend of Su Qiubai said immediately.

Su Qiubai felt puzzled. This uncle whom he did not even like very much had flown so high. Looking at the infatuated faces of the girls in the class, they were probably imagining the contents of the female novels and dreaming of Wang Xuan coming to marry them on a colorful cloud.

"Nympho." Su Qiubai curled her lips. She would never be like them.

As she spoke, she took out a pen with a portrait of the Son of God printed on it and looked at it with a giggle. This was the Prince Charming in her mind.

……

Sun En has already become an elder in the Xianwu Battle Hall in the new district. If he continues to follow the routine, he will become the deputy hall master like his father, and then compete for the throne of hall master.

When he learned that Wang Xuan had become the Taoist priest of Xianwu Mountain, he was holding a regular meeting with the instructors to summarize their daily gains and losses and plan the next stage of training.

Of course, with artificial intelligence and information collected in the past, this regular meeting can basically be completed in five to ten minutes, and the most time is taken up by personal speeches.

"Who could have thought of that?" Sun En sighed. In the past, Wang Xuan was just a small person whom he could easily make things difficult for, but now he has grown to this point and he doesn't even have the interest to step on him.

There is a girl in Baoguang Temple, with black hair down to her waist, fluttering in the wind like a fairy, writing Buddhist scriptures under a tree, with a graceful figure, slender hands holding the pen, writing one word after another full of charm. Although her appearance is still a little childish, the girl is already quite steady and will not lose her temper.

Her ethereal temperament makes people feel at ease. Su Xiaowei put down the brush with a click, stretched out her body, and her slender figure was graceful and exquisite.

The temple documents from Baoguang Temple were sent over. A small edition every day and a large edition every five days recorded the major events that had happened on the mother planet recently, especially those concerning the strong and the immortal holy land.

The girl read half of the magazine at a glance. Her eyes fell on a number written by Wang Xuan of Xianwu Mountain, which made her stop and then savor every word carefully.

After watching for a while, she smiled and said, "Brother Wang Xuan is still as powerful as ever, beyond everyone's expectations."

She thought she was progressing fast enough, but she was still far behind Wang Xuan. The big tree that could originally shelter her from the wind and rain had grown into a towering giant.

In the Li family’s old house, a quiet and remote palace, array chains permeate the void. The essence of heaven and earth gathers and is trapped inside, condensing into spiritual dewdrops.

Li Daoming took off his clothes and soaked in the blood pool which was three meters in radius. In just a moment, a roar came from his body and crackling sounds continued to his ears, as if the chains that bound him were breaking.

A pool of blood was turbulent, and the vast qi and energy fluctuated, which would shock even the True Immortals. The source energy merged into Li Daoming's body, and the blood power was constantly tempering his flesh, blood, and bones, strengthening his physique.

The shadow of the Azure Dragon keeps circling, trying to fly into the sky but can only roar. The White Tiger is surrounded by the aura of golden swords, and is also trapped. There are also the shadows of the Vermillion Bird and the Black Tortoise.

Li Daoming bathed in this pool of the Four Symbols' blood, enduring intense pain. Bits of green light were released from deep within his flesh and blood, like a pearl covered in dust that finally emitted light after being baptized.

A green lotus swayed beside the pond, and dewdrops dripped into the blood pool and merged into Li Daoming's body, preventing his physique from being dissolved by the True Immortal-level Four Symbols Essence Blood.

Hours passed one after another. Li Daoming didn't know how long he had been soaking here, and finally a large bloody cocoon was formed.

There was a constant sound of crackling as Li Daoming walked out of the blood cocoon. He was full of vigor and filled with pure yang energy. He actually jumped over two or three realms and became a celestial being!
Li Daoming laughed loudly and said, "Wang Xuan, your speed of rise is beyond my expectation, but how can I let you surpass me?"

……

Wang Xuan, who was returning from Emperor Xuan Star, received a reminder from the Spirit of Time as soon as he came back. A large amount of power of faith gathered and transformed into source power.

Like a flood, Wang Xuan obtained 500,000 source power points in a short period of time. When he learned that this was the result of the Son of God's remarks attracting the attention of a large number of ordinary people, he was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"The attention of these ordinary people is useful to me, but it has no value to them. It just wastes some energy and gives them more topics to talk about."

Wang Xuan did not become complacent because of the admiration of the world, nor did he have any idea of ​​becoming a star, although with his current fame and status, even if he farted, countless media people would write about it.

As long as he expresses his opinion on speech, there will be someone in Xianwu Mountain who will be responsible for handling it for him, so he doesn't need to worry about it himself.

After a few days of socializing at Xianwu Mountain, Wang Xuan prepared to go home. He had been away from home for more than half a year, and he felt bad about not being home for such a long time.

At this time, his direct disciple Hongze sent a message and contacted him.

On the other end of the network, Hong Ze said with a bitter face: "Master, I have provoked a general, I am afraid that disaster is coming."

Although it is embarrassing, asking elders for help when problems cannot be solved is still the most direct way.

"Where are you?" Wang Xuan asked calmly.

His expression made Hongze feel uneasy, fearing that his master would scold him, but at the same time he felt relieved, thinking that his master could solve his problems.

“Federation University.”

(End of this chapter)