Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

If I still want to collect some things for the family along the way, the Spirit Crystals on me are simply not enough.

The reward offered by the elder in front of him indeed made him a bit tempted.

But thinking that he still needed to hurry on his journey, after a moment of hesitation, Shen Chongming bowed with an apologetic expression and said, ”Thank you for your kindness, elder. However, I have been journeying for several years, and now I am anxious to return home, so I really don’t want to delay, therefore...”

The elder, hearing this, smiled faintly and said, ”It doesn’t matter.”

”I also see your straightforward nature; since it’s inconvenient, just drop it.”

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Yet after taking two steps, the elder turned back again to remind him: ”It’s not easy for a Loose Cultivator like you to obtain resources. I heard that recently Wuxiang Zen Temple has issued many bounties with decent rewards.”

”If you are interested, you can take a look. Pick one or two suitable bounties; if lucky, you can earn some resources on your way back.”

”If not, it’s fine as well.”

After saying these words, the elder directly walked towards the back courtyard of the shop.

Shen Chongming stared at his back in a daze, slightly frowning.

The clerk nearby, however, reminded in a low voice at this moment: ”Our Patriarch is usually very sparing with his words, but today he unusually spoke so much to you, sir.”

”Why not take a look at the Wuxiang Zen Temple’s base on the island, sir? It won’t hurt.”

Shen Chongming snapped back to reality, nodded, and then left the shop.

”Kid, that old man is not simple...”

Shen Chongming had just left the shop when the Thunder Pool Spirit in his Dantian suddenly spoke.

”Oh?”

”What did you perceive?”

When he faced that elder before, he also had an indescribable feeling.

Moreover, after the elder left, the clerk’s reminder made him even more suspicious.

A person sparing in words, why would he say so much to a stranger like himself?

And repeatedly remind himself.

The Thunder Pool Spirit in his Dantian pondered for a moment and said: ”I don’t know either, just felt that the old man had a very familiar power within him.”

”And it seemed he noticed the existence of the Thunder Pool in your Dantian... and might have even discovered me!”

Upon hearing these words, Shen Chongming’s face suddenly became solemn!

He could feel that the elder surnamed Xu’s cultivation was at most in the middle to late Purple Mansion stage.

Not to mention the Thunder Pool Spirit had disguised itself, even without disguising, being in the same Purple Mansion stage, the other party could not possibly see through his body at a glance, penetrate the Purple Mansion Dao Palace and discover the Thunder Pool and the Thunder Pool Spirit within.

”Is it possible that you felt wrong?”

Shen Chongming asked with some suspicion.

The Thunder Pool Spirit fell silent.

It also hoped it was wrong.

But the moment the old man just glanced at Shen Chongming, it truly felt exposed directly under the other’s watchful eyes.

”Forget it, forget it!”

”This little Jin Chuan Island is quite strange, kid, you better leave quickly!”

After some thought, the Thunder Pool Spirit urged.

Shen Chongming didn’t say much more to it, and his figure quickly disappeared into the bustling crowd.

The elder surnamed Xu, after returning to the backyard of the shop, took several turns, passed through layers of Array barriers, and arrived at an ancient underground palace.

The entire palace wasn’t large; a few dim eternal lamps illuminated its interior clearly.

The palace appeared entirely carved from black stone, with each stone surface exuding mysterious and profound patterns.

The dome, some stone pillars, and the floor tiles of the palace showed obvious signs of repair, greatly differing in material from their surroundings.

At a glance, it seemed as if a broken black stone palace had been moved from an unknown location, embedded into this underground stone chamber, and subsequently underwent meticulous repair.

The elder surnamed Xu stepped slowly across the palace gate, reverently tidied his robe, used a Technique to clean off nonexistent dust from his body, then picked three sticks of incense, placing them on the candelabrum and lighting them.

The smoke from the incense eerily drifted within the palace.

The elder respectfully retreated three steps, prostrating himself in front of the Incense Burner and spoke.

”Xu Yan, the 742nd disciple of Yellow Heaven Dao, pays respect to the Daoist Lord.”

His voice echoed endlessly within the palace, yet no response was heard for a long time.

”Disciple Xu Yan, reports to the Daoist Lord.”

As Xu Yan spoke again, the drifting smoke began to alter.

A sudden breeze arose in the mysterious, sealed Stone Hall, making the smoke twist and change, forming a blurred face.

”What matters warrant the summoning of my presence with the divine incense?”

A voice of such chilling dignity devoid of any emotion sounded, causing Xu Yan’s body, prostrate on the ground, to tremble uncontrollably!

Yet he seemed to understand that he couldn’t delay that supreme being’s precious time and respectfully spoke immediately: ”Reporting to the Taoist Ancestor, your disciple discovered the aura of the Thunder Department Celestial Venerable of the Heavenly Court!”

”Oh?”

The face formed from smoke seemed intrigued upon hearing this.

”Do you know which Celestial Venerable of the Thunder Department?”

Xu Yan’s voice trembled slightly as he hastily replied: ”Forgive me, Daoist Lord. The disciple does not know whether that person has inherited the Celestial Venerable’s memory. I was afraid of exposing my identity, so I dared not delve deep.”

”However, I have already formed a karmic link with him. As long as he remains in the Cangmin Realm, I can investigate slowly.”

The face formed from smoke seemed very satisfied.

”Not bad, if you can cleanse the remnants of the Old Celestial Court, when this seat reopens the Three Realms, there will definitely be great fortune for you all.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Yan was excited and kowtowed: ”Rest assured, Daoist Lord, this disciple will risk life and limb for Yellow Heaven Dao, unswerving unto death!”

The face formed from smoke slowly dissipated.

Xu Yan stood up from the ground, his face carrying a twisted, eerie expression due to excitement.