Chapter 425 Qingqiu
Wang Xuan considered himself to be a man of decent temper and character, who would not kill people at will and was relatively well-behaved on Earth.

Although with his status as a martial arts immortal and his combat power at the peak of the Void Realm, he is able to ignore most of the rules in the world.

Because the rules of this world are made by this group of strong people, and only the weak need to abide by them.

As for them, they only care about strength. The strong have all the say and control, while the weak have no right to reason.

The True Immortal Tianwu and his disciples have been bothering him again and again. Although Wang Xuan doesn't think that these seven True Immortals combined can do anything to him, the most annoying thing for him is that they waste his time and energy and affect his mood.

"What are you doing here?" Wang Xuan's emotions were like a chilly autumn wind, bringing with them a chill. The land within a radius of dozens of miles also condensed into snowflakes along with his emotions.

The heavy snow fell without any warning, so suddenly and unexpectedly, causing the children to cheer and the adults to worry about the autumn harvest.

Tianwu Zhenxian saw that Wang Xuan looked unhappy, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was angry, so he hurriedly said with his six friends: "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand, the seven of us are here for our disciple.

They were greedy and did evil things, so they made mistakes and angered Daozi, and they really deserve to be punished. We came here to apologize to Daozi."

Although they could compete with Wang Xuan with their combined strength and might not lose, they still lost face in such a battle.

Everyone knew at that time that Xianwu Daozi was fighting alone against seven Dongxu True Immortals, among whom was someone.

If they win, they will be resentful and make Xianwu Mountain unhappy. If they lose, they will become a background board. It is possible that this will be recorded in history and laughed at for thousands or tens of thousands of years. Only they are stupid enough to do this.

Hearing that they were here to apologize, and seeing that each of the seven people had presented a gift of apology, Wang Xuan's expression turned from gloomy to bright, and the heavy snow slowly melted away.

"I don't take such a small matter to heart, but it violates the taboos of practitioners and must be punished. If I let it go casually, won't everyone come here to dig for treasure?"

When Wang Xuan reached this level, he became more and more aware of the power and terror of the Dragon Spirit, and that altar was definitely prehistoric, perhaps existing before the birth of this life source star.

I got there by accident, so what? How many people in the world can have their own luck? Besides, Long Ling is so weak now that he is probably sleeping.

Since harmony brings wealth, Wang Xuan let the six earthly immortals go and was too lazy to pursue the matter. He was the kind of person who would give others respect as much as he could.

Seeing that the apology gifts from the seven True Immortals were huge, most of them were spiritual objects at the peak level of Heavenly Immortals, so he simply gave them seven Golden Body Pills of equal value. They were just training works anyway, and if he was not satisfied with the quality, he would have no use for them if he kept them.

"Daozi is magnanimous and worthy of being the supreme figure among the young generation on Earth." Tianwu Zhenxian and others humbled themselves.

Especially the True Immortal Tianwu, who was convinced after being beaten up by Wang Xuan. At this time, he was even more willing to be a foil and flatter Wang Xuan.

This matter comes to an end here.

Wang Xuan left Dalong Mountain and took a step forward, which was a thousand miles away. For him, the magical power of shrinking the earth into an inch and making the world seem within reach was something he had learned naturally. In other words, for a creature with the combat power of a true immortal, it would not be difficult for him to do such a thing after being able to touch space.

Not long after, Wang Xuan left Shenzhou and entered Siberia. He didn't have many friends, and Tu Yingying was one of them.

His current level of cultivation and status are completely different from his teenage years. At that time, he was relatively quiet, had few friends, and had become estranged from them after not keeping in touch for so long.

It is not a good idea for them to invite him at this time. His world is too high and too dangerous. Those little cuties are used to a stable and ordinary life, and they don't need to disrupt their current life because of me.

After some time, just pick out some gifts and send them to express your past friendship.

There are many large tribes in Siberia. Although there are no immortals, the top powerhouses are also at the half-step immortal level. One of them is the ancestor of the fox tribe. Therefore, the Qingqiu land of the fox tribe is also famous.

Wang Xuan, who possesses the combat power of a True Immortal, just releases a little of his aura, and the True Immortals within a thousand miles can sense it. Sure enough, a demon saint soon comes to probe and talk to him.

“So it’s the Taoist Xianwu who’s here to visit. The Qingqiu clan should give you a great reception.” The demon saint guarding Qingqiu smiled.

Wang Xuan nodded slightly. His master He Fang had already entered the Taixu realm and became a peerless figure on Earth. Above him were his master Zhou Chunyuan and his father, the Great Immortal Qingming, both of whom were giants who were half a step away from being immortal. Just their backgrounds were enough for the Qingqiu clan to take seriously.

If a name of contempt was leaked, the two half-step immortals would frown, which would make the Qingqiu clan, which did not have a very deep foundation, uncomfortable. Moreover, he, Hongwu Daozi, had an immortal figure and rose too fast. These old foxes were good at judging the situation, and they would not let him suffer a cold reception even if they thought with a hair's breadth.

Not long after, a huge welcoming team appeared at Qingqiu Mountain, led by an upper-level demon saint, who was comparable to the Taixu True Immortal, and accompanied by twelve middle- and lower-level demon saints.

As for the celestial demons and earthly demons, there are thousands of them, all of whom are the bloodline and direct descendants of the Qingqiu clan. These descendants were summoned just to catch a glimpse of the young supreme.

Monsters are good at reproduction, and there is no shortage of middle-level ones, although their talents are very average.

The Qingqiu clan’s upper echelons’ combat power is not even comparable to one of the nine clans of Xianwu Mountain, but their middle and lower echelons still have a great advantage in numbers. After all, Xianwu Mountain is too focused on elite education and has too few disciples.

"The visit of Taoist Hongwu to Qingqiu Mountain is a happy event for our Qingqiu clan. It also brings glory to this remote place."

The Blue Moon Demon Saint led the way. As a woman, she had the demeanor of a strong man, yet still retained the charm and allure of a woman.

Although this Blue Moon Demon Saint, who looks and is only eighteen years old, is already the grandmother of thousands of little foxes.

Wang Xuan was wearing a black and gold robe, with a purple and gold lotus platform appearing and disappearing under his feet. He carried a black sword on his back, and his whole body was filled with purple energy.

His magical power gave rise to dozens of mythical beasts, including real dragons, divine phoenixes, black tortoises, white tigers, golden crows... some of them were circling or crawling on his left and right.

One divine beast after another looked like real living beings, with eyes as fast as lightning, absorbing and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth, and their aura made even those who were half-step True Immortals fearful.

Wang Xuan, who was so powerful, had an appearance that could swallow up mountains and rivers. In addition, he was known as the Taoist of Xianwu Mountain. This young supreme being made the vixen of the Qingqiu clan feel shaken.

Although they had heard of the demeanor of Xianwu Daozi, when they actually met him, they realized that hearing about him is not as good as meeting him in person.

The real person's grace is ten times better than the legend!
Many demon saints who had seen Wang Xuan at the boundary gate a few months ago were now amazed. After a month or two, the immortal martial artist had already reached the peak of the celestial immortal!
As for the combat power, they already knew it when they beat up the Immortal Tianwu before, that this His Highness Daozi could be completely regarded as a Immortal Dongxu.

"The Qingqiu clan is very famous, and I am honored to be able to come to this precious place."

Wang Xuan smiled slightly, in the tone of a friendly interview between the two sides, which attracted the little foxes all over the mountains to wag their tails, wishing they could transform right now and get a taste of her beauty.

There were also little foxes with insufficient cultivation, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. They could not control their demonic power, and their little tails unconsciously popped out, with their faces blushing with shame.

"Since I have come to this noble place, I should also give a gift to these little guys as a greeting gift."

Wang Xuan flipped his hand, and a green tree with extremely strong vitality appeared. It swayed in the wind and grew, and in the blink of an eye it was ten feet tall.

The crystallization of the way of creation - the Tree of Life, sways in the wind, giving off a rich fragrance. This is the breath of life. When living things smell it, they can't help but want to devour it.

Because this kind of vitality is so beneficial to them, it can easily make their bloodlines transform and migrate to a higher level of life.

The hearts of those earthly and heavenly demons were shaken. If it weren't for the immortal martial arts Taoist in front of them, they would have wanted to hold on to the Tree of Life and not let go.

Those little foxes that had not yet transformed were scratching their ears and cheeks, trying their best to suppress their inner desires.

Even the demon saints could not take their eyes off it. By devouring this tree of life, a lower-level demon saint could easily advance two or three levels and quickly enter the middle level. A higher-level demon saint could achieve a small breakthrough by devouring it, saving years of practice.

This precious tree is truly a treasure!
Wang Xuan smiled slightly, stretched out his finger and flicked it, and the Tree of Life began to drop leaves one by one, flying towards the confused little foxes that had not yet transformed.

Thousands of little foxes stretched out their furry little claws and touched the leaves, then saw the leaves of the Tree of Life merge into their bodies and instantly disappear.

After just a few breaths, these little foxes began to shed their fur, and one by one they began to transform into petite girls and cute boys.

Wang Xuan solved the transformation problem that had been bothering the Qingqiu clan so easily. His magical powers were so profound that it was difficult to describe them.

(End of this chapter)