Mortal Mage

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Since all the major sects have established the rule that immortals cannot kill mortals, they must have means to prevent it.

All mortals have souls, and their life and death are predetermined. If someone dies unexpectedly, as long as the soul is searched, one can know why the person died. By following the trail, the real culprit can be easily found.

No matter how big the grudge is, a mortal will die within a hundred years. Therefore, no cultivator is willing to risk his thousands of years of cultivation to get into trouble with a mortal.

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A jujube-colored carriage was galloping among the green mountains. The mountain path was flat and smooth, and there were many pedestrians.

In the narrow carriage, Yun's face flushed red as she glared at Zhang Mingxuan. "Give me back my ring!"

She had been nervous these days, fearing that Li Jing would hunt her down. She had exhausted herself, and when she saw Zhang Mingxuan again, her murderous intent had been completely eliminated.

"impossible."

Zhang Mingxuan squeezed closer to the child.

Since Yun didn't take any action at this moment, he must have some concerns.

"you!"

"Give me back the ring and I won't kill you."

"I'm just a mortal. Threatening me with my life is nothing. If you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't waste your words with me." Zhang Mingxuan stared at the dirty Yanyun on her nightgown, rubbed his wrist, and continued; "I want to hear your thoughts."

Yanyun scratched her messy hair.

She had been planning for half her life and conquered Taihe City, but she saw that the teleportation array was destroyed. At the same time, the top-grade spirit stones that Patriarch Dihuang had buried under the dragon throne in Taihe Palace were also lost, so she believed that her path to immortality was over.

Killing Zhang Mingxuan was secondary. In fact, the hope that had accumulated in his heart for many years to build a foundation and become an immortal was shattered.

Trapped in the netherworld, she was destined to be an ordinary mortal for the rest of her life, so she didn't care about being possessed by the devil.

In the past few days, she has been in the fairyland of the upper realm with rich spiritual energy, and has seen the monks flying with swords at will and with a Taoist demeanor. Her mood has long turned from sadness to joy. It is a great opportunity and fortune that she can come to the upper realm, all thanks to Zhang Mingxuan.

Spiritual stones and the like are secondary. Being able to come to the upper realm is like jumping out of a dry well, like a dragon flying into the clouds, or a fish swimming in the sea.

With her pure ice spiritual roots, she will surely soar like the wind in this world and reach the heights of 90,000 miles.

She first stared at Zhang Mingxuan, then thought for a long time, her expression showing fatigue, and she said softly, "Return the ring and the spirit stone to me, and from now on, our old grudges will be wiped out."

"Let me correct you. The grudge between us was written off the moment you handed over the spirit stone after your defeat." Zhang Mingxuan rubbed his wrist and continued, "Now you are being stubborn."

"I didn't expect you to activate the teleportation array." Yun scratched her messy hair with both hands. These past few days, she seemed to be living in a dream. Although she had to sleep in the open air, this world was full of spiritual energy. Although she was exhausted, her cultivation was increasing day by day.

She had to consider her future breakthrough and ascension to become an immortal. Since she had sworn an oath in Canglang that she would have no more grudges with Zhang Mingxuan, she had to keep her oath.

What's more, she still didn't know why Zhang Mingxuan could repair the ancient teleportation formation so easily.

She said with fatigue, "Without spiritual stones and money, I have a hard time here."

"If I had failed to activate the teleportation array, I would have been slapped to death by you, and I would not have been able to give you the ring."

Zhang Mingxuan turned his head and looked out the window.

"For thousands of years, the countries in Canglang Continent have been at war with each other, and there has never been a term called "war reparations". Once the victory is determined, it's over."

"The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. I won, so I have the final say."

"You!" Yun bit her lip and said, "Can you really bear to let hundreds of millions of people in Tianze become slaves of Taicang?"

"Let me remind you that you started the war. If you lose, you will have to pay the price."

Zhang Mingxuan stretched his head out of the carriage window and stopped looking at Xiyun.

Outside the window, there are green mountains and forests, and birds are singing sweetly.

"How can you be so selfish! You are such a despicable person, so shameless! Give me back the ring!"

"Impossible, unless you kill me, because the ring does not contain money, but the lives of hundreds of millions of Canglang people."

Zhang Mingxuan looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and his uneasy mood gradually calmed down.

This time, Yun Yun probably won't kill him.

"The spiritual veins in Canglang exist to allow strong people to escape from Canglang."

Xiyun bit her lip and stared at the back of Zhang Mingxuan's head.

"So, water exists only to drown people?"

Zhang Mingxuan put his head back into the carriage and glanced at the dirty nightgown of Yun. "This is the upper realm. Unless you kill me, don't think about the ring anymore."

"You humiliated me by making me squat on the toilet for a month, and your men beat Ye Yu severely." Yun Yun scratched her neck with her right hand; "If you Taicang hadn't sold the spiritual vein, Canglang would not have collapsed! What? Do you Taicang have no responsibility at all?"

Zhang Mingxuan listened quietly and shook his head heavily. "Li Si sold the Taicang Spiritual Vein. He has the responsibility, but this does not mean that it is right for Tianze to sell the Spiritual Vein."

"If we don't sell our spiritual veins, we will be destroyed by you, Taicang! We sent out troops in advance, but you, Taicang, are also preparing for war!" Yuyun raised her voice a little, her tone filled with anger.

"Before the spiritual vein was sold, everything was your reasoning. If neither country sold it, the Canglang Continent would be at peace." Zhang Mingxuan responded softly.

"This is the Cuiyun Fairyland, not the Canglang Continent anymore. If there is any mistake, it is irreversible. Now, you have to return my ring to me!"

"I want to save Cang Lang, there is no way I can give it back to you."

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head heavily.

"Can it be saved?"

There was hope in Yun's eyes, but there was also some doubt in her expression.

As the queen of a country, how could she bear to abandon the suffering of billions of people in the lower world unless it was absolutely necessary?

But she never thought it could be saved.

"Buy a spiritual vein and plant it in Canglang."

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at the old man and two children in the same car. The old man was wearing silk brocade clothes, and the children were plump and healthy, and they seemed to be from a wealthy family.

"If you can buy the spiritual vein, do you have a way to return to Canglang?"

Yun Yun continued to stare at Zhang Mingxuan, and her tone gradually became softer.

"Hard to say."

Zhang Mingxuan nodded slightly.

"Ugh."

Xiyun sighed deeply.

"What? Won't you kill me?"

Zhang Mingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion.

"I have sworn a solemn oath. If I really kill you, I will plant a demon in my heart and it will be difficult for me to achieve great things. It's not worth it." Yun Yun's expression turned worried. She rubbed the plaster on her collarbone with one hand and said haggardly, "I have clothes in my ring. Give them to me."

"What clothes?"

Zhang Mingxuan looked alert.

"Give me the ring, I'll take it myself."

"No, I'll get it for you."

Zhang Mingxuan stared at Yun, raised his leg, bent down, and carefully took out a yellow storage ring from his socks.

"Zhang Mingxuan! You put my ring in my sock!?"

Xiyun's tone was angry, and the air in the carriage became chilly.

"Lady, you'd better not act rashly. In our Dust Wind Empire, if a cultivator robs a mortal, the local government will report it to the nearby immortal gates. I advise you not to cause trouble."

The old man in brocade clothes in the carriage quietly exuded a trace of the aura of a cultivator; "Also, this world cannot kill mortals in vain. Immortals are here to save the common people from disasters and disasters, not to be like demons who come to disrupt the moral principles of the mortal world!"

Yun glanced at the old man in surprise, then glanced at the two children.

She never expected that this old man was actually a cultivator. Perhaps it was because she was careless, or perhaps the old man was hiding too deeply.

A trace of displeasure flashed in the old man's eyes. He pulled the two children to his side and continued, "I heard that you two are from other planes, but you cannot kill people in this plane." The old man touched the sachet on his waist, looked at the Yun, and continued, "If there are no mortals in this world, how can there be immortals? I think that you two should work together to save the Canglang Continent you mentioned, instead of grinding your teeth here. If you cultivate immortality only for your own selfish desires, it will be difficult to achieve the great way."

Yun took a peek at the sachet on the old man's waist. The sachet was most likely a storage bag.

"This...you're wearing this?"

Zhang Mingxuan fumbled in the ring for a long time and finally pulled out a rope-like piece of clothing.

"Zhang Mingxuan!"

When Yun saw the clothes Zhang Mingxuan took out, her face turned red with embarrassment.

The old man narrowed his eyes and patted the two children beside him.

Xiyun reached out and grabbed the clothes.

Zhang Mingxuan raised his lips, teased the child beside the old man, and said to the old man respectfully, "Master, are you going to Chendu too?"

"Well, these two children are my great-grandchildren. One has pure wood spiritual roots, and the other has pure earth spiritual roots. I want to send them to Xianyuan Gate as soon as possible." The old man raised his chin and looked proud. "The next time Xianyuan Gate comes out will be eighty years later. If we wait until then, my two great-grandchildren will be buried."

"I wonder how much a trip on Chendu's flying boat costs?"

"If you bring a child with spiritual roots on board, it's free. As for mortals..." The old man shook his head and said nothing.

"Give."

Zhang Mingxuan pulled out another pink piece of clothing from the ring; "Are you wearing something this big...?"

"Zhang Mingxuan!"

After gritted her teeth and pulled the clothes over, she found that they were heavy. She took a quick glance and found that there were a bunch of low-grade spirit stones and gold in her bellyband.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled at Zhang Mingxuan; "That's more like it."

She asked the coachman to stop and went to the woods to change all her clothes. When she got on the carriage again, she was already dressed in a silk dress and looked charming and enchanting.

"What do you do in the dust?"

Zhang Mingxuan stuffed the ring back into his sock.

"I have ice spirit roots and I am entering the Immortal Fate Sect. What are you going to do?"

"I will also enter the Immortal Fate Sect even though I have wasted my spiritual roots."

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