Yu Xian

Yu Xian exhaled lightly, his expression calm.

The legacy left by Elm Mother helped him shorten at least ten years of hard training.

And this was not a forced improvement by taking drugs, which would cause endless troubles.

Rather, it was a perfect fit, perfect absorption, and natural strengthening.

Reaching out to collect all the wood chips on the ground, Yu Xian moved and left the house again.

A moment later, Yu Xian walked over to a slope full of graves on the back mountain of Dayushu Village.

This is where the villagers of Dayushu Village buried their ancestors.

Over the years, hundreds of graves were scattered everywhere, some large and some small.

Yu Xian just walked forward, bypassed a group of graves, and came to a secluded place.

There was also a grave here.

In this grave, his mother and his father's clothes were lying.

His father went into the mountains to hunt, fell off a cliff, and his body could not be found at all, so he could only use his clothes to replace them and buried a grave with clothes.

Later, when his mother died of illness, she was buried with her clothes and hat.

Looking at the grave in front of him, Yu Xian lifted his robe and knelt down, two lines of tears slipped down unconsciously: "Dad, Mom, my son... I'm here to see you..."

As a practitioner, Yu Xian certainly knew that when a person dies, his soul leaves, and his father and mother should have been reincarnated at this moment.

But this is a kind of sustenance, the sustenance of the descendants' thoughts on their ancestors.

After two incense sticks, Yu Xian wiped his tears, leaned over and kowtowed three times, and said softly: "Dad, Mom, I came back this time only to cut off my obsession. In the future, I will not come back. I will go to find my master. Don't blame me..."

The breeze blew, the old crows screamed, no one answered him, and naturally no one would blame him.

The dead are gone, and the living are the most important.

Of course, Yu Xian had to find the living, the most important person.

Yu Xian stretched out his hand, dug a pit next to the grave, buried the sawdust powder in it, and finally turned it into a small grave.

Father, mother, and Elm Mother were all buried together.

Yu Xian kowtowed again, his eyes firm, and he stood up and left.

Returning to the house, Yu Xian was calm. He had let go of his obsession, and there was a faint sign that he would break through the middle stage of foundation building.

However, the middle stage of foundation building is not so easy to break through.

He just had an illusion because of his spiritual clarity after letting go of his obsession.

Even though he was now perfect in the early stage of foundation building, and only needed to finish the final step, it would be difficult to break through without one or two years of practice.

Unknowingly, the sky was bright.

Yu Xian went out and began to repay his gratitude from house to house.

If there were uncles, aunts, and sisters-in-law who had hidden diseases, Yu Xian would take elixirs to treat them.

If there were poor families, Yu Xian would give ten taels of silver, but he could not give more, otherwise it would harm people.

He also started to open up a new mountain terrace, and opened up an extra acre of land for each villager.

He also started to dig wells, so that there were eight more shared wells in the village.

And dredge the river, so that next year, whether it is drought or flooding, there will be enough water for storage and drainage.

In this way, Yu Xian was busy for a whole month.

After this, the villagers also knew Yu Xian's identity. After all, Yu Xian had to use magic, otherwise how could he complete such a large workload so quickly?

Xiao Xian'er went out for five years... and actually became a fairy master!

Fairy master!

That is not comparable to any rich businessman, any wealthy family, or any official family!

That is a fairy master who is high above and looks down on all mortals!

Even if the county magistrate sees the fairy master, he must kneel down and pay homage immediately!

If Yu Xian goes out to make a living, becomes rich, and becomes a rich kid, even if these villagers feel a little estranged and respectful in their hearts, they still regard Yu Xian as a junior, and they still have the elder's airs.

After all, every household has given Yu Xian favors.

So what if he becomes rich? Don't he still have to call us grandpa and grandma, uncles and uncles?

But... the moment they learned that Yu Xian was a fairy master.

Everything changed.

They began to be afraid to approach Yu Xian, and their expressions were respectful and cautious, almost kowtowed.

This was the fear and respect from the bottom of their hearts!

Yu Xian also clearly knew the change in the villagers' attitude towards him.

But he couldn't change it, even if he still called them uncles and asked them to call him as usual.

But they were so scared that they waved their hands, hid far away, and didn't dare to answer.

In a month, Yu Xian finished all the things and repaid the villagers for their help.

One day, Yu Xian stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the more than a hundred villagers standing in the distance behind him, not daring to approach, and a bitter look appeared on his face.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Xian raised his hands, bowed deeply to the villagers, and said loudly: "Grandpas and grandmas, uncles and uncles! Aunts and aunts, Yu Xian is leaving!"

The villagers looked at Yu Xian in the distance, their eyes flickered, and Uncle Zhang finally couldn't help but stepped forward and shouted: "Xian... Xiao Xian'er! Will you come back!?"

Yu Xian looked at him, pursed his lips, shook his head and said: "Uncle, I won't come back..."

Uncle Zhang's expression darkened, and then he laughed: "If you don't want to come back, don't come back! You are a fairy now! Your road is boundlessly wide, Xiao Xian'er, Uncle San wishes you immortality!"

The other villagers also put down their awe in their hearts and began to shout.

Wish Yu Xian immortality in the future, be ranked among the fairy classes, be immortal, move mountains and fill the sea, and other words heard from fairy stories.

Yu Xian looked at them, smiled, nodded and said: "I will! I will definitely! I'm leaving!"

After saying that, Yu Xian turned around and stood up. Under the gaze of the villagers, he rose into the air step by step and gradually walked away.

All obsessions in Dayelm Village have been fulfilled.

Next, Yu Xian will go all the way west, looking for his master, looking for his enemy!

With a calm face, he stepped on the white clouds and headed west.

However, Yu Xian had not walked a few miles when, looking down from a height of two hundred feet, he suddenly saw several figures in the distance to the south, escaping from the sky.

Yu Xian paused and frowned.

One of those four figures, Yu Xian knew, was Ba Liming, who had given him 30,000 spiritual stones and asked him to buy the technique.

And now, why is he back?

What does he want to do?

But Yu Xian soon discovered that something was wrong.

This Ba Liming seemed to be taking the lead in escaping, but in fact he kept escaping. The three monks behind him were chasing him!

In the later stage of Qi Condensation, the height of the sky is no more than ten feet, and the eyesight is also poor.

Naturally, they couldn't see Yu Xian, who was very far away and suspended two hundred feet in the sky.

Yu Xian's eyes flickered and he knew what Ba Liming wanted to do.

He was being hunted for something, and now he was running away all the way to Big Yushu Village. His purpose was to find himself and ask for help.

"I don't know what's good or bad..."

Yu Xian's expression turned slightly cold, revealing a hint of anger.

He wants to save himself, that's right.

But when he brought those three monks to Big Yushu Village, the entire villagers of Yushu Village were plunged into a big crisis!

The so-called fighting between gods and immortals brings disaster to mortals.

Once these four people fight in Yushu Village, the villagers will suffer disaster!

Fortunately, he left today. If it had been one day earlier, the villagers of Dayu Shu Village might have suffered disaster because of Ba Liming!

Feeling angry in his heart, Yu Xian immediately changed direction and went directly towards the four people who were chasing and escaping.

"Fellow Daoist Sun! Hand over the Yin Yue Shen Zhao Gong! My three brothers will never hurt you!"

"Do you think you can escape!?"

"Friend Daoist Sun, hand over your skills."

Ba Liming raised his hand to seal the secret, gritted his teeth and tried his best to escape. Now he was only a hundred miles away from the Big Elm Village!

As for the shouts of the three people behind him, he turned a deaf ear.

I spent a total of 46,000 spirit stones to buy the technique and give it to them? Simply ridiculous!

"I hope that senior is still there..."

Ba Liming looked solemn and thought to himself: "Otherwise I will have to cut off my tail to save my life...these damn guys..."

"I have traveled more than three thousand miles this way! Five whole days! Fellow Daoist Sun! How many spiritual stones do you have left to replenish!?"

"If you don't hand over your skills, if I catch you later, your life will be worse than death!"

"We have wasted so many spiritual stones, we must not let him go lightly!"

The three monks behind Ba Liming had long been impatient, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The Yin Yue Shen Zhao Gong was taken away by this guy named Sun with 46,000 spirit stones. They were filled with great hatred!

"Hahaha! I am about to arrive at my master's door. My master is a strong foundation builder. Do you still dare to chase me?"

Ba Liming had already seen the mountains in the distance. As long as he climbed over the mountains, he would arrive at Dayu Shu Village.

He gave a long laugh and said through gritted teeth: "I'll make your life worse than death later!!"

The expressions of the three people changed slightly, and then became even colder.

Is this monk surnamed Sun going to take them to his master? Is his master a strong foundation builder?

What a fart!

Believe him or not, it's just a bluff. He is at the end of his strength and will run out of spiritual energy at any time.

As long as he slows down, the three of them can kill him on the spot after catching up!

"A strong foundation builder?"

One of the three people sneered: "Why don't you talk about the golden elixir? It's better to scare us away. Sun, even if there are strong foundation builders, I can't save you today!"

"I would also like to see what your so-called foundation-building expert looks like?"

"Hahaha, the three of us join forces, even if the foundation comes, we will have to wait and see!"

When the other two people heard this, they also made mocking and disdainful remarks.

But the next moment, Ba Liming and the three monks trembled and stopped at the same time.

A terrible pressure roared from the sky!

That's the pressure of foundation building!

The four people quickly looked up and saw a figure walking down from the sky a hundred feet away.

"senior!?"

The figure gradually became clearer, it was Yu Xian with an expressionless face.

When Ba Liming saw Yu Xian, his eyes flashed with surprise and he couldn't help shouting: "Senior, save me!"

As for the three monks, they quickly put away their energy and turned it into defense, with their faces full of vigilance! How could he not be afraid of the so-called foundation building?

Foundation building and Qi condensation, that's one day and one place!

This guy surnamed Sun... really has a sect?

A strong foundation-building expert actually appeared!

When Yu Xian reached a height of twenty feet, he stopped falling. He only looked down at Ba Liming indifferently and said slowly: "You want to lead disaster to Dayu Shu Village?"

"ah……"

Ba Liming's expression changed on the spot, and he said hurriedly: "No, no! I definitely don't have this idea! Junior, I just want to ask senior for help..."

"Help?"

Yu Xian said coldly: "To save lives, you can lead them to Dayushu Village regardless of life? What if I'm not here? What will happen to the villagers? Will they be your scapegoat?"

Ba Liming's face turned pale. He looked at Yu Xian, his lips trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

He certainly never thought about what the villagers would do.

He only had two ideas. One was that if the senior was here, he would save him.

The other was that if the senior was not here, he would use the Tail Cutting Technique to speed up and get rid of the three people at the cost of losing blood and energy and being seriously injured.

As for the villagers of Dayushu Village... who would care about them?

However... ordinary cultivators would not slaughter mortals to vent their anger, right?