Chapter 558 Canglan
"How could that be? You are too polite, fellow Daoist." Tianhuang Sword Master took a quick look and asked everyone to accept it.

The gifts given to the people of Tianjian Mountain were considered normal return gifts, but the one given to Wang Xuan was particularly generous.

Among them are many rare treasures collected by the dragon clan, as well as many copies of cultivation techniques, which the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest would never take out under normal circumstances.

Wang Xuan was about to refuse, but Long Chengdao stopped him.

He said solemnly: "I would feel bad if I didn't show some appreciation for the great kindness Xianwu Daozi has shown to the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. Please accept it."

Seeing that the other party really wanted to give it, Wang Xuan refused a few times but finally accepted it.

Compared with the previous hustle and bustle, the City of Ten Thousand Demons at this time was quite deserted. Not only had the monks who had come to join in the fun left one after another, but even many of the original inhabitants who had lived here had temporarily left for safety reasons.

Wandering in the City of Monsters, Wang Xuan met teachers and students from the Federal University.

"Master." Wang Tuntian, who was at the front of the crowd, ran forward.

She had finally found a master, but when the immortal who controls the abyss showed up, she almost thought she would be alone again.

Fortunately, Master returned safely.

Wang Xuan smiled and touched her head: "Are you okay?"

"No." Wang Tuntian said.

She looked at her master again. To be honest, she was a little uncomfortable with the fact that her master had changed from a highly respected old senior Taoist priest to a Taoist immortal who was younger than her.

The teachers and students of the Federal University in the rear looked at Wang Tuntian with envy. Being able to find a master like Xianwu Daozi was truly a blessing in disguise.

Li Taichu bowed and said, "Master Xianwu, are you free to visit the Federal University? The students in our school respect you very much. They dream of meeting you one day and receiving your teachings."

"Yes, we all regard you as our idol. We practice hard every day, hoping that one day we can be like you and stand tall for the civilization of the Earth."

There were stars in the students' eyes, their faces flushed with excitement, and they couldn't take their eyes off Wang Xuan.

"I'm busy recently and I'm afraid I can't spare the time to go." Wang Xuan said apologetically.

The admiration and respect that those students have for him are truly genuine and anyone can feel it, but it's a pity that he is really busy recently.

The old professor Liu Zhu chased after him and asked, "Daozi, is that immortal Taoist really you?"

In the mind of a scientific research fanatic like him, compared to the Xianwu Taoist, the Changsheng Taoist who also delved into the power of blood was more interesting to him.

"That's right." Wang Xuan could see that the old professor really wanted to talk to him about scientific research, but he was not very interested.

"Meeting is fate, so I will give you a gift."

Wang Xuan used the source of creation as the driving force to cast a blessing spell on the teachers and students of the Federal University to enhance their life essence.

Everyone sat cross-legged and practiced their skills to welcome this precious blessing.

"We'll meet again when we have the chance." Wang Xuan took the opportunity to say goodbye and leave.

Before leaving, he flicked his fingers and a ray of light was injected into Professor Liu Zhu's sea of ​​consciousness. This was the art of collecting blood from Emperor Yang Wushuang. If he could comprehend it, Professor Liu Zhu would be able to make many inventions that would benefit the whole world.

For him, bestowing blessings and adding secret techniques are just good intentions that come naturally to him. If he can help the world with just a little bit of effort, why not do it?

What's more, he has nothing to lose, and the goodwill he has sown will bear fruit in the future.

Wang Xuan could feel that he was closer to the will and origin of the world, which would make his practice smoother.

In the City of Monsters, monsters like Snake and Mr. Krabs are drinking and bragging with a group of friends, sharing their recent magical experiences.

"Do you know when that Immortal Martial Daoist entered the City of Ten Thousand Monsters? Hehe, not only do we know, but we are also lucky enough to travel with him!" Laipishe's face was full of red. Hearing this, a group of heavenly and earthly monsters were envious, wondering why they didn't have such good luck.

"Hurry up and tell me!" the monsters urged them.

Octopus danced with joy and said, "Xianwu Daozi acts very secretly, so he transformed into Longmu Daoist at the beginning, and we were the ones who brought him in."

As they spoke, they used their hands and feet to act out the scene that happened at that time, and everyone was stunned.

Mr. Crab said, "Xianwu Daozi is a gentle man. Not only did he give us gifts, he also took us to the VIP seats of the trial meeting."

He described in vivid detail what had happened that day, and his big pliers were about to fall off in excitement.

Wang Xuan, who was standing in the distance and looking at them, smiled. He didn't expect that just a casual contact from him would make them so unforgettable.

With a flick of his fingers, several white lights flew towards the monsters and merged into their bodies.

This small gift should help them in their practice much more smoothly. As long as they live long enough, they will see each other again in the future.

Wang Xuan and his disciple Tuntian left and headed towards Haicheng. On the way, they heard the voice of the headmaster Hong Xuanji:

"Are you interested in the Abyss Controller's method, the Heart and Soul Magic Sutra?"

After killing the immortal clone, Hong Xuanji dug out the complete version of this technique from his body, including the part about the immortal realm.

Wang Xuan was extremely surprised. He had practiced this technique in the past and it helped him a lot at that time.

It’s a pity that the follow-up part was missing at that time, and later when my realm was improved, I was forced to give it up.

“Let me see it.” Wang Xuan took over the immortal-level martial arts technique “The Heart Demon Sutra”.

Although this method cannot be called the best, it is a rare way to cultivate spiritual power. Moreover, the idea of ​​practice is very unique and can give people great inspiration.

While comprehending the sword intent given by the peerless sword immortal and deducing the subsequent scenes of the Mind Demon Sutra, Wang Xuan will soon arrive in Haicheng.

The wife was holding the child in the early morning. When she saw Wang Xuan coming back, she looked at him with a hint of concern: "Are you not hurt? The child and I are very worried about you."

"Sorry." Wang Xuan took Wang Zhu from Ling Chen's arms, threw her into Hong Ze's hands, and then hugged his wife tightly.

Wang Zhu did not cry or make a fuss in Hongze's arms, but just tore his clothes. His small arms were surprisingly strong.

"Master, this is my third junior sister, right?" Hong Ze looked at Wang Tuntian and said.

Wang Xuan pointed at Hongze and Zhang Han and said, "This is your senior brother Hongze and your second senior brother Zhang Han."

Then he introduced Wang Tuntian: "This is your third junior sister Wang Tuntian, the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python in the Cavernous Realm."

The three disciples were all very curious about each other. Hongze and Zhang Han were both young in terms of cultivation, but they were the senior brothers. However, Wang Tuntian had a higher cultivation level and was older, but he could only rank third because he started late.

Wang Xuan advised: "You should take care of each other. Ask me more often about cultivation. If I'm not around, ask Tuntian or your master. Tuntian, you should ask Master's wife and Hongze more about the matters concerning the mountain gate. They are more familiar with the intricacies of this matter."

Several people nodded in agreement.

They knew that in the short term their cultivation and age differences were a little different, but after thousands or even millions of years, the gap would not be that big.

After packing everything up, Wang Xuan, along with his wife, children, disciples, and a group of immortal martial arts masters, headed straight for the boundary gate at the bottom of the East China Sea.

Canglan Realm, he is here.

(End of this chapter)