That day, Zhang Yan stayed in a flying pavilion under Steward Wang's arrangement. After entering a quiet room, he didn't come out and meditated all day long.
About a month later, when it was the official day of herb picking, he was invited to the main hall by a maid.
When he arrived outside, there were already more than 20 people there. They were all calling their friends and it was very lively. It seemed like they weren't going to pick herbs, but to visit friends.
Zhang Yan took a few glances and found that most of them were at the Clear Qi realm. Only Wang Huan and a few others were at the Mystic Light Realm.
Seeing Zhang Yan walk into the hall, Wang Huan warmly welcomed him and cupped his hands. "Aiyaya, Daoist Yue, I've neglected you these days. Daoist Yue's cultivation is very profound. If I want to complete this task, I will need your help!"
Although Wang Huan didn't have many ideas and was easily influenced by others, he was a smooth talker. His mouth was full of praises and he even said it in a very polite manner. He could make people have a good impression of him.
The mystic light that Zhang Yan displayed that day was very pure. It was obvious that he was from the orthodox Mystic Gate. Wang Huan asked his elder brother about it and guessed that this Daoist Yue's background wasn't that simple. Even if he wasn't from a big sect, he must have some connections with them. Wandering cultivators like them couldn't compare to him. Therefore, he felt that even if he couldn't rely on someone like Daoist Yue, he couldn't easily offend him.
Zhang Yan smiled and returned the greeting. "Daoist Wang, there's no need to be so polite. Speaking of which, my cultivation is really not worth mentioning."
Wang Huan smiled. "Daoist Yue is too humble, too humble."
The eyebrow-less daoist's eyes flickered. He coughed and said, "Daoist Wang, if there's nothing else, I think we shouldn't delay any longer. That Yao Xiao is a suspicious person. If we miss the time, we might be discovered by others. That would be bad."
Wang Huan agreed wholeheartedly and excused himself to Zhang Yan. He then turned to the people in the hall and said, "Fellow Daoists, I, Wang Huan, will have to rely on all of you today when I go out to gather herbs. If I can successfully condense my core, I will not let you down."
Everyone in the hall responded loudly, saying that they would help each other.
Zhang Yan glanced at them. He could understand the hardships of these unorthodox Itinerant Cultivators. Firstly, these people had no good techniques. Secondly, they had no elixirs or artifacts. Even their sects could not be counted on too much. It was extremely difficult to cultivate.
Under such circumstances, it would be extremely difficult for a lone cultivator to cultivate. Only by supporting each other and helping each other could they move forward.
If one of them obtained the opportunity to attain the Dao, they would have to repay the karma they owed to him, and his friends would also benefit from it. Thus, the group of people before him was sincerely helping Wang Huan.
At this time, Steward Wang squeezed out from the crowd and came to Zhang Yan's side. He said in a low voice, "Priest Yue, please come here and talk."
Zhang Yan nodded and followed Steward Wang out of the main hall and into a side hall. Steward Wang took out the golden plate from his sleeve and handed it over to Zhang Yan with both hands. He said, "Tonight, Fellow Daoist is going out with my second brother to gather herbs, so this item should be given to Fellow Daoist."
Zhang Yan accepted it without hesitation. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Steward Wang. If nothing unexpected happens, I will protect your younger brother."
Steward Wang bowed deeply to him and said, "I will rely on Priest Yue."
At this time, Wang Huan shouted from the hall. He was the first to fly out. When he reached the outer room, he turned in the air and headed south. Everyone else also rode on their mystic artifacts and rushed out of the building to follow him.
Seeing that everyone had left, Zhang Yan bid farewell to Steward Wang and used the mystic artifact to carry his body out of the Treasure Jade Tower. Looking at the streaks of light in front of him, he lightly activated the mystic artifact and chased after them.
At this time, it was the beginning of summer. The moon hung high in the sky and the Milky Way shone brightly. The celestial market was already decorated with bright pearls and colorful lanterns. There were many cultivators coming and going.
Although Wang Huan's group's cultivation wasn't high, they were impressive. As they flew, the cultivators on both sides gave way to them. Occasionally, they would be cursed at, but many people would laugh at them.
No one here was familiar with Zhang Yan, so no one came to talk to him. He was happy with the quiet and unhurriedly followed behind the group.
After leaving the celestial boat, Wang Huan changed direction and headed north.
Under the moonlight, the lone peak of Divine Crossing Peak pierced the sky and dominated the moonlight. The mountains rested low in the sea of clouds like the ridges of dark beasts. It was eerie and terrifying.
After traveling for an hour, it was time for Wang Huan to land in a col. The group of people behind him also retracted their Dharma artifacts and landed as well.
Wang Huan looked around and said with satisfaction, "Everyone, this is the place."
He took out a thorny cage from his sleeve. Everyone had good eyesight and could see a few white whiskered rats jumping around in it.
Someone immediately exclaimed, "It really is a white whiskered rat!"
Wang Huan laughed heartily. "Of course. Do you think I'm just bragging, fellow Daoists?"
Zhang Yan suddenly understood. At first, he was confused. The Demon Owl was brave and fierce, cruel and cunning. It was also very suspicious. What method did Wang Huan use to capture this bird? Wasn't he afraid that others would find out? It turned out that he relied on this cage of white whiskered rats.
He nodded slightly. When he was on Azure Parasol Mountain, he had read many travel books and knew that white whiskered rats were one of the Demon Owl's favorite prey. They could also help the Demon Owl cultivate. It was no wonder Wang Huan was so confident.
One must know that even though the Demon Owl was called a demon, it had yet to transform into a human. It was still a beast. With this cage of delicious food in front of it, it would eventually take the bait. As long as it landed in this valley, with the people here, they would most likely be able to capture it.
Now that the trick had been exposed, there was nothing strange about it.
However, the white whiskered rats were extremely difficult to find. They were good at burrowing and hiding. Wang Huan must have spent a lot of effort to capture this cage.
Someone asked, "Brother Wang, where did you get this cage of white whiskered rats?"
Wang Huan said loudly, "Everyone should know that I didn't find this cage of White Beard Rats. There was a rogue cultivator who went to Jadepearl Tower and borrowed a lot of magic tools in order to go to a cave abode to try his luck. However, he didn't bring enough spirit shells with him, so he used these cages to make up for it. However, he never returned, so they fell into my hands. Later on, I learned from the letter he left behind that he was an expert in raising White Beard Rats."
Eyebrow-Less Taoist, who was standing beside him, heard this and could not help but ask, "Brother Wang, this method of raising rats …"
Wang Huan laughed and said, "I won't hide it from you. I've studied it for the past twenty years and have learned the method. After I condense my core, I'll definitely be able to help you in the future."
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this and praised him. Wang Huan was also proud of himself.
However, at this moment, the white whiskered rats in the cage suddenly panicked and squeaked. He was overjoyed and stopped talking. He hurriedly said, "Everyone, quickly disperse. The demon bird is here."
Everybody woke up and knew that Yao Xiao had arrived. They kept their mouths shut and according to their previous arrangement, each of them found a suitable place to hide. They also closed their mouths, noses and all the pores on their bodies, not letting out a trace of their breath.
Zhang Yan also went under a pine tree. He used the method of the Carefree Technique and hid himself.
Not long after, he saw a three feet tall greyish black figure flying over like a ghost from hell.
Zhang Yan opened his eyes and saw that the bird had a sharp beak and claws. It had a cat's eyes and a monkey's face. It had a bunch of ear feathers and its body was covered with soft brown spots. There was a bunch of steel-like feathers behind its tail. It was surrounded by black gas and its fierce eyes were like lightning. When it flew, it was silent.
The demon bird was attracted by a cage of white whiskered rats. However, when it arrived here, it circled in the air and did not land.
Wang Huan looked very calm and did not show any signs of impatience. The demon bird was only good at traveling at night and was not strong in the day. Even if it did not fall into the trap, as long as it stayed here, it could still be captured.
After waiting patiently for four hours, seeing that dawn was about to break, the Demon Owl finally couldn't wait any longer. It suddenly swooped down and easily tore open the cage with its steel-hook-like sharp claws. Each of its claws grabbed a white-whiskered mouse and was about to fly away.
Wang Huan chuckled and made a hand sign. The cage suddenly split into a few vines and coiled around the demon bird's body. It immediately tied up the demon bird and dragged it back to the ground. The bird could not help but let out a shrill cry.
Wang Huan was overjoyed and jumped out excitedly. However, at this moment, he saw a white smoke flying over. There was a black-robed Taoist standing on it. With a wave of his hand, the demon bird and the cage were both caught in his hand.
Wang Huan panicked and shouted, "Who is it …"
However, before he finished speaking, he met the cold gaze of the other person and shivered. He looked at the smoke around him and said with a trembling voice, "Core … Core Formation cultivator?"
The black-robed Taoist casually glanced at him and said, "This demon bird has caught the eye of my Zhang Tan Clan. Here, this is your reward."
He casually tossed aside a heron that had been dead for an unknown period of time, and then he paid no further attention to everyone else before he turned around and soared into the sky.
Wang Huan's expression was ugly. However, it was common for large clans to bully lone cultivators. It was already good that they did not take their lives. What could he do?
Moreover, he did not understand. This Shen Du Peak was so big. How could this Tan Clan cultivator appear here so coincidentally?
If someone with some experience was here, they would know that this group of people leaked the news. However, Wang Huan was only at the third level of the Mystic Light Realm.
Although Wang Huan was a cultivator at the third rank of the Mystic Light Realm, he had been raised by the accumulation of the Precious Jade Tower for hundreds of years. His journey had been smooth and he had never been through any storms. He didn't understand the cunning of people, so he wasn't too wary of the people he made friends with. Manager Wang had warned him a few times, but he had forgotten about it the next time he turned around.
At this moment, the people hiding in the surroundings were all silent. The eyebrow-less Taoist's eyes flashed. He patted Wang Huan's shoulder and sighed, "Dao Brother Wang, don't lose heart. There will be a next time."
Wang Huan's spirit rose slightly and he raised his head. "That's right. As long as I have this rat rearing technique, I will be able to make a comeback. This is the foundation of my life."
Zhang Yan shook his head. If they can come and rob you today, can't they come tomorrow?
He glanced at the group of people before turning into a ray of light and flying away.
He looked at the sky. The path of dao was only based on cultivation. What rat rearing technique? That was just neglecting the essentials!
The Wang Family's Zhen Yu Tower could make good gold plates, but they had a rule that only close friends were allowed to do it. This was because they were afraid that if this news got out, not only would they not be able to keep this technique, but it would also bring disaster to their family.
However, if they had a great cultivator in their family, they wouldn't be afraid of others robbing them even if they told others about it.
Another example was Sir Shi, who knew how to find ganoderma. He could even find a medicinal ganoderma that could transform into a human, but what happened in the end?
He spent dozens of years to learn that technique, but he became old and couldn't reach the Dao. In the end, he had to beg others to recommend disciples of his family into the Xuan Gate.
Even if a cultivator stepped into the Xuan Gate, their lifespan was still limited. Several hundred years passed quickly, so how could they be distracted?
If one didn't cultivate again, they wouldn't be able to live forever. All the hard work was just a dream!
Zhang Yan raised his head to look at the high sky. If he wanted to be free from the shackles, then he could only move forward courageously without any distractions. Everything that stood in his way must be pushed down and crushed mercilessly! Until he broke through the sky!
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