Chapter 501
Leaving the ruins of the Tianxing Palace, there is an unobstructed blue sea outside.
Chu Xuan released his spiritual sense, without any obstruction.
Obviously, the strange fog has indeed dissipated.
Thinking of the dangerous and unpredictable strange fog that almost no one can get out of, he was easily avoided by himself.
Chu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle.
Wang Tiancheng followed him respectfully, and shuddered when he saw his smile.
He wondered if this gentleman had a lot of bad intentions again.
"Whose forces are occupying Jinlei Island now?"
Chu Xuan asked casually.
Wang Tiancheng said quickly, "There are the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Divine Sword Sect, and the Snake Buddha Temple, and various forces are separatist."
"I, the Black Bandit, also have two industries here, but don't worry, it's openly run by two small forces."
"If you want to live on Jinlei Island, I can arrange it for you."
Chu Xuan nodded, "It's too chaotic, not suitable for me."
Wang Tiancheng thought for a while, "Jinfeng Island to the north of Jinlei Island is good. Now it is occupied by the Divine Sword Sect, and it is very stable there."
Chu Xuan nodded, "Let's go to Jinfeng Island."
"You should keep a low profile during this period of time and don't show up, otherwise you will be easily targeted by the Treasure Alliance."
"The same is true for the Black Bandits. You should be more restrained and be careful that someone will find you through them."
He paused and said, "Unless you find a master to solve the problem, no one can solve the insect egg."
"So, don't play tricks."
Wang Tiancheng nodded respectfully.
He naturally understood this truth.
If it was just Song Tingfeng's disappearance, the Qizhenbao League might not have much reaction.
After all, Song Tingfeng had been ostracized because of the disappearance of the Nine Yang Ding.
But now, Song Tingfeng, Song Ruzhen, and Zhao Haijian, three elders of the Divine Transformation, were indeed missing at the same time.
The Qizhenbao League would definitely send someone to investigate.
As the only person who survived, Wang Tiancheng certainly couldn't show up often, otherwise he would definitely be targeted by the Qizhenbao League.
The two parted ways.
Chu Xuan took out a flying boat, cut through the waves, swept past Jinlei Island, and headed straight for Jinfeng Island.
Wang Tiancheng also took out a flying boat and went in the opposite direction of Chu Xuan.
The black-clothed thieves were a robbery force, and they had always lived temporarily on various nameless deserted islands.
Naturally, he couldn't leave with Chu Xuan.
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Jinfeng Island.
Chu Xuan came to the port of this island like most ordinary cultivators.
The prosperity of the port of this island was slightly inferior to that of Jinlei Island, but it was far superior to Nishang Island on the East Third Ring Road.
When those foundation-building cultivators who were waiting at the port like porters saw Chu Xuan disembarking, they wanted to rush up.
However, when Chu Xuan glanced at them, they instinctively shrank back.
Because they sensed an extremely cold look in those eyes.
If they dared to offend such a great cultivator, they would be in trouble.
Seeing that no one rushed up to commit suicide, Chu Xuan nodded with satisfaction.
He put his hands behind his back and wandered around the Golden Phoenix Island.
He did not change his appearance, and still used the identity of the alchemist He Liang.
Now that he has become a Divine Transformation cultivator, there is no need to hide.
Excessive display of cultivation is easy to be attacked by the crowd, and will also attract the prying eyes of those in the dark.
Appropriate display of cultivation, neither strong nor weak, neither high nor low, is the truth to survive in this Broken Star Sea.
"Wang Tiancheng is right. This Golden Phoenix Island is well-ordered, prosperous and rich. It is very suitable for me to concentrate on cultivation."
As he walked along, he saw all the lively scenes, and Chu Xuan could not help but nod his head.
He also had some feelings.
Although the magic way is the fastest way to improve oneself.
But for most ordinary people and low-level cultivators, it is a great thing to have a force that upholds the righteous way above their heads.
Even if this force only upholds the righteous way on the surface.
After a while, Chu Xuan came to the branch hall of the Divine Sword Sect located on the highest peak of the Golden Phoenix Island.
"Li Qingfeng died on Jinlei Island. Now the Divine Sword Sect only has Yun Feijian, a Divine Transformation cultivator?"
Chu Xuan thought so, and then strode into the branch hall.
The branch hall was built majestically, and it was quite a bit of sword intent, which made people feel awe.
As soon as he stepped through the gate, he saw an old man with white hair and beard standing here with a sad face, neither advancing nor retreating.
The old man whispered, "Can you tell Master Sun that I will definitely repay the debt owed by my grandson Ning Wangyuan."
"Please show mercy to Master Sun and don't hurt him."
A cold voice came, "He borrowed a lot of spirit stones from the sixth junior brother to open a shop, and he couldn't pay it back, so he must be punished."
"But don't worry, Master is kind-hearted and won't hurt him."
"He is drawing talismans now. As long as the debt is repaid, he will be released naturally."
"If you can pay back these spirit stones in time, he can go back early."
The old man nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I will do it as soon as possible."
Chu Xuan looked closely.
Isn't this Ning Tai, the old Gu Master of Xiaochongzhai?
It's been a long time since I saw him, but he is still alive.
Ning Tai was about to walk out of the branch of the Divine Sword Sect when he suddenly saw Chu Xuan.
Then he said in surprise, "Fellow Daoist He! It's really you!"
Chu Xuan smiled and nodded, "It's me, Fellow Daoist Ning. I haven't seen you for a few years. I hope you are doing well."
Ning Tai stepped forward and looked Chu Xuan up and down, amazed.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. More than eight years, right?"
"Last time, you went to Jinlei Island to attend the Wanbao Conference with Fellow Daoist Ji Canghai without even saying hello."
"Later, I heard that something happened at the Wanbao Conference, and I also heard that a great cultivator of the God of Transformation took action, and finally even the strange fog appeared."
"I didn't expect that you could still be alive after going through so many things! Good people really get good rewards!"
Chu Xuan laughed dumbly.
The phrase "good people get good rewards" seems not quite right when used on him, but it seems to be very right.
Ning Tai asked, "What has Fellow Daoist He experienced in these years? Can you tell me about it?"
"My experience in these years is hard to describe," Chu Xuan changed the subject and said, "What happened to Fellow Daoist Ning?"
Ning Tai smiled bitterly and told Ning Wangyuan's story one by one.
After listening, Chu Xuan shook his head.
This Ning Wangyuan is really a person who is ambitious.
This person followed an old talisman master from Nishang Island to practice talismans, but he only learned a half-baked level and insisted on opening a store to sell talismans.
Ning Tai disagreed, so Ning Wangyuan borrowed money from all sources to open a shop.
The ending is predictable.
He was not good at talismans, but he learned to open a shop, so he could not make ends meet.
In less than a month, he not only failed to make back his investment, but also lost more than 100 large spirit stones.
Other creditors would be fine, Ning Tai could rely on his face to delay for a while.
But one of the creditors happened to be the grandson of a Divine Transformation cultivator.
And this Divine Transformation cultivator was Sun Chen, the Sun Zhenren who had recently joined the Divine Sword Sect.
So it went on and on.
Ning Wangyuan was captured and taken to the Divine Sword Sect branch hall, locked up in a small dark room, and drew talismans day and night.
If he could not pay off his debts, he would never be able to get out, and he would become a slave to drawing talismans every day.