Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

A familiar breath came to his face.

Xu Changan closed his eyes and his mind expanded to the distance.

Beyond the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles, there was a plain formed by the alluvial deposits of a large river.

A huge city was built on the plain.

Two ancient characters were imprinted on the gate of the city: Luoyang.

The capital of the gods, Luoyang!

"Huh..." Xu Changan exhaled deeply, and then opened his eyes: "It turns out that we are near the capital of the gods, Luoyang!"

Just as he was about to step away, Xu Changan suddenly found that there were several sneaky figures in the mountains behind him.

With a sweep of his mind, the cultivation of those people was revealed in front of him.

Six people.

Two Jindan stage, four foundation building stage.

The highest cultivation was an old man in the eighth level of Jindan stage.

Several people had just crawled out from the ground of this mountain.

Buzz...

With a thought, Xu Changan suddenly appeared in front of the six people.

Silently.

This scared the six people on the opposite side.

"Plop..." The six people in front immediately knelt on the ground.

The leader, the eighth level Jindan, kowtowed and said, "Senior, spare us... Senior, spare us... We deserve to die... Please raise your hands!"

Clang...

The Jindan cultivator put a storage bag under Xu Changan's feet and said, "We only got these few things!"

Xu Changan looked at it and found only a few broken pieces of magic weapons in the storage bag.

He was a little confused.

That's right, he didn't know what the few people were doing now?

"What are you doing?" Xu Changan couldn't help asking, "What else is underground?"

The old man in the Jindan stage stuttered and said, "Robber...Robber...Tomb robbery!"

It turned out to be a group of immortal tomb robbers.

Xu Changan shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's go!"

Xu Changan had also done tomb robbery.

To be precise, when he went to Ou Sheng's tomb, wasn't he a tomb robber?

The six people turned into streams of light and left one by one.

Xu Changan then turned around and wanted to see whose cemetery this was. However, when his mind followed the robber's hole to the bottom of the tomb, he could only see a corpse that had become a skeleton, and some tattered burial objects.

He could not tell whose tomb this was.

The burial objects in the tomb were also very ordinary.

This was obviously a cultivator's tomb, but it didn't look much better than that of a mortal.

Xu Changan shook his head, and his body and magic power surged out, and he moved the soil and rocks next to him to completely fill the robber's hole.

When the soil and rocks were almost moved, he saw that there was a stone tablet under the pile of soil and rocks.

The stone tablet was broken into two pieces.

Half of the stone tablet stood, about three feet high, and was buried by soil and rocks just now. Now that the soil and rocks are gone, it is exposed.

The other half was lying in the grass not far away.

Xu Changan took the half of the stone tablet and clicked it together, and this time he could see it clearly.

There were spots on it, and a line of words was left.

I don’t know how much time has passed, the words have become a little blurred.

But after all, it is a stone tablet, the words are blurred, but from the huge outline, it can still be recognized, that is: Tomb of Zhou Yan in Luoyang.

Six big characters.

Xu Changan’s eyes shrank slightly.

Zhou Yan?

Such a familiar name.

Who is it?

Could it be him?

Xu Changan’s eyes flickered, and the past came to his mind.

There was an old man in purple and black robes in the Luoyang Temple. The old man had white hair, but he was extraordinary. His hair was always combed meticulously.

Xu Changan once visited him, and he also gave Xu Changan a reincarnation altar and half of the [Broken Sword of Moye].

This Zhou Yan was the emperor of Zhou.

But...

No matter how poor the Zhou royal family was, how could the emperor fall so hastily buried in this chaotic mountain and be dug up by these villains?

"Forget it, you are an interesting old man!"

"For the sake of our friendship, I will build a formation for your tomb!"

Bang...

Xu Changan waved his hand and dropped a formation talisman.

The seventh-grade defensive formation was constructed.

After the seventh-grade defensive formation was constructed, Xu Changan built three spirit gathering formations next to it to provide spiritual energy for the formation.

With the protection of the seventh-grade formation, even if those great cultivators in the Refining Void Stage come, they will not be able to break the tomb.

As for cultivators beyond the Refining Void Stage.

There are not many in the world of the nations, such as Nanhua Zhenren and Wang Chan, who do not bother to break the formation.

"Long live your majesty!"

"This is all I have done for you!"

Xu Changan jokingly bowed to Zhou Yan's tomb.

The scene when Zhou Yan asked him to call himself a minister appeared in front of him again.

After the formation was completed, Xu Changan was thinking about going to Luoyang City when he suddenly found a stream of light coming from the distant sky and landing in front of him in an instant.

The man was a short, ugly old man.

Although the old man had an ugly face, his eyebrows and eyes flashed with peace.

Xu Changan knew him. This old man was Nanhua Zhenren.

Nanhua gave him a kitchen knife and broke Xu Fu's Mingyi Golden Pagoda, which saved Xu Changan's life.

Now seeing him again, Xu Changan's mind couldn't help but sweep over the old man.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't sweep, but he was shocked when he swept.

Mahayana Emperor Realm!

That's right!

Nanhua Zhenren is actually a Mahayana Emperor, and has reached the twelfth level of the Mahayana Emperor.

He is only one step away from ascending.

Let’s put it this way, if there were no materials, I’m afraid this old man would have ascended long ago.

Hiss hiss hiss…

Too scary.

Who would have thought that it was a Mahayana Emperor who saved him back then.

"Good boy, I recognize you!" Nanhua Patriarch looked at Xu Changan and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so long, you have already achieved the Mahayana cultivation!"

"And it's perfect?"

Xu Changan bowed respectfully and said: "Junior Xu Changan, meet Nanhua Patriarch, I will never forget your life-saving grace!"

Nanhua Patriarch nodded and said: "I heard that you went to the Great Western Continent?"

Xu Changan nodded: "Yes, senior, I went to the Great Western Continent... um... 1,249 years ago!"

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" Nanhua Patriarch's eyes were bright, and he said: "Let's go... Let's go to Luoyang to find Wang Chan!"

"It's a good opportunity to talk about what you have seen and heard in the Great Western Continent over the years, so that the two of us can also broaden our horizons!"

He pulled Xu Changan's sleeve.

Xu Changan nodded and said: "Okay... It's better to obey than to be respectful!"

The two turned into streams of light and came to Luoyang.

In a seemingly ordinary courtyard in the northeast corner of Luoyang, sat a cultivator who was also at the twelfth level of the Mahayana period.

Xu Changan had also seen this cultivator before, Wang Chan.

The first time he saw him, he was cheated of ten spirit stones by this old man in Yunmeng City, and later he took away 100,000.

Seeing Xu Changan, Patriarch Wang Chan was also stunned: "This, this, this...Xu Changan?"

"Twelfth level of Mahayana?"

"Yes!" Xu Changan said: "Junior Xu Changan, meet Senior Wang Chan!"

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