Chapter 47: Purple Mansion Power
Gu Qingyuan was shocked, but found it was of no use.

His magic power was wasted, his storage ring was empty, there was no treasure to be found, and he even ate the pear that Li Tong gave him in one go. Now he could barely stand, so how could he fight against Zi Fu?

"It's not the Purple Mansion, it's just a Purple Mansion water magic clone." Sande came over and said.

Gu Qingyuan smiled miserably: "Let alone the clone, even if Lu Chi gets up now, I can't beat him."

"You really want to fight? This Purple Mansion clone is here. The real body must have received the news and set out from the Sumeru Sea and arrived in an instant. Even if you kill this clone, you can't defeat the Purple Mansion True Lord who has arrived." Sande said slowly.

Gu Qingyuan felt even more heavy in his heart. When a person dies, he dies. Who can live long? He has to mobilize his remaining magic power and fight to the death.

He stood up straight, looking like he was about to be executed, and said to Sande: "Do you have any more cards? If not, I will!"

Sande sighed and said, "I do have it, but I don't want to use it unless it's absolutely necessary!"

Gu Qingyuan's breath stagnated. If you have a trump card, why didn't you tell me earlier? He quickly said, "What trump card do you have? Use it quickly."

Sande had a solemn expression on his face and straightened his robe, which made Gu Qingyuan a little nervous as well.

He slowly took out a jade talisman from his arms with a heavy expression on his face.

Jade talisman? Was it a teleportation talisman for escaping far away, or was it a treasure that sealed up something that would hurt both sides? Gu Qingyuan looked at the jade talisman and couldn't help but wonder.

Sande took the jade talisman, took a deep breath, and crushed it. The jade talisman emitted golden light, and Sande shouted, "Dad, save me!"

The jade talisman turned into a golden light and flew away.

Is that all? Gu Qingyuan looked straight at Sande.

Sande turned his head, clapped his hands and said: "Actually, I am not a casual cultivator. My father is the Grand Elder of the Dao Pavilion and also the Purple Mansion." After saying this, he grinned.

So I am the only one among the three of them, without any support. I wonder if Taoist Xu can summon my soul?
Gu Qingyuan looked at Sande, then at Lu Chi, who was dressed as a casual cultivator on the ground, and couldn't help but miss Taoist Xu.

"Oh? Asking for help? I wonder what kind of monster you can call?" The fisherman's clone couldn't help but sneer.

After Sande called out to the people, all his embarrassment disappeared: "Just wait."

What are you waiting for? Waiting to die!

"Wait? I don't want to wait!" The fisherman was about to take action, but before he could make a move, a bamboo pole came flying out of the air.

The bamboo pole, which was emerald green in color with distinct joints, spanned thousands of miles and flew straight towards where Gu Qingyuan and the others were. Behind the bamboo pole was a skinny figure like a demon.

"I wonder which young man in this family is so blessed that he wants to present a treasure to me?"

They said it was an offering, but in fact it was a robbery. If that bamboo stick came down, there would be no one left alive.

As soon as the bamboo pole appeared, Gu Qingyuan felt that his body could not move. All kinds of fears arose and his spiritual sense in his heart kept giving warnings.

I’m going to die, I’m going to die, I’m going to die!

"It's my youngest generation."

A voice as gentle as jade came.

Then, Gu Qingyuan saw that it was dawn.

In the dark night with bright moon and sparse stars, a big sun slowly emerged.

The night ends and the day dawns.

The bright sun illuminated everything, and most of the sky was as bright as day. Gu Qingyuan just felt comfortable and warm all over.

When he looked up, he saw that Shui Yuan's clone had melted and evaporated silently.

The light spread over the bamboo pole, as if it encountered heaven and earth. A burst of black air rose from the emerald green bamboo pole, and tiny spots covered the front pole.

"what!"

The skinny figure behind the bamboo pole screamed.

Suddenly, a beam of sunlight shone down, illuminating a thin figure and face, which turned out to be the old fisherman.

As the sun approached, Gu Qingyuan realized that it was a magical weapon.

In the middle was a ball of white light, bound by several circles of rotating iron-textured golden wheels. The golden wheels were engraved with strings of inscriptions, which rotated crisscrossly with the ball of light as the center, emitting circles of halos.

This magic weapon was held in the left hand by a middle-aged man. The man was wearing a light golden Taoist robe with wide sleeves. The sleeves and collar were embroidered with light golden patterns. He wore a brilliant Taoist crown on his head, and there was a golden light between his eyebrows.

"My young generation wants to offer treasures, but I'm afraid you, the fisherman, won't be able to eat them all and will die of overeating."

An indifferent voice came, with a hint of coldness.

"Cough cough cough, it turns out to be Master Xisheng." The fisherman coughed twice and felt the heat of being scorched.

"My father achieved enlightenment with the help of the essence of the sun and the Great Sun Sutra, and he also cultivated the great supernatural power of the Nine-Shining Heavenly Light. He was known as the Lord of the Fiery Sun, and was also known as the Golden Crow in the world. His Taoist name was Xisheng." Sande explained.

Under the sunlight, Gu Qingyuan felt his injuries recover, his magic power was brewing, and even most of the remaining poison in his body was cleared. He let out a long breath: "A frog in the well looks up at the sky, and today I can see the power of the Purple Mansion."

What Sande said was true. With a foundation like mine, I would be killed if hit by that light. I would die if I really took one look at it.

Gu Qingyuan thought about it, but secretly vowed in his heart that he must practice diligently and ascend to the Purple Palace. "Master Xisheng is a little unfriendly." The fisherman said, but nine black water dragons emerged from the bamboo pole in his hand and pounced on Master Xiyang.

As soon as the water dragon appeared, Gu Qingyuan felt his consciousness was a little confused.

"We can't watch the fight between the True Lords. My father's magic weapon is holding back on its power. The fisherman won't care about these things." Sande said casually when he saw Gu Qingyuan acting strangely.

The water dragon pounced forward, and when illuminated by the sunlight, it turned into billowing water vapor.

click!
The sky exploded and the sun shone brightly.

The emerald green bamboo pole had been broken in half, and the fisherman was covered in red, with cracked skin, and looked almost unrecognizable.

"I'll break half of your bamboo pole and waste three hundred years of your cultivation to serve as a warning to others." A cold voice came.

The fisherman looked miserable and no longer rebellious. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for sparing my life." He rolled up the broken pieces of the bamboo pole and walked away dejectedly. He really walked away and did not even dare to take off into the sky, for fear that he would fly too high and anger the Master, who would kill him with the remaining half of his life.

"The winner is decided so quickly?" Gu Qingyuan clicked his tongue.

"What do you think? We're going to fight for three days and three nights, and in the end each of us will use a trick to decide the winner?" Sande laughed.

“Think about it, among the foundation-building cultivators, there are people like you and me, as well as losers like him, not to mention there are trash who are even worse than the losers. The difference in combat power is already huge.” Sande Gu Qingyuan pointed at Lu Chi, and finally fell on the ground full of corpses.

"Not to mention that there are people like Bai Lian Ci Mu, who are also in the foundation-building stage, which is already a world of difference. When they reach the Purple Mansion, what do you think they will be like?"

Sande said with some disdain: "Besides, that fisherman is a demon cultivator from the Xumi Sea. He is called a demon cultivator because the orthodox sect cannot tolerate him. He can only make a living in the barren land. Even if he becomes a purple mansion, he is still a poor purple mansion. How can he be compared with the famous family that occupies 99% of the resources, has an orderly inheritance, and has complete skills."

“If a demon cultivator comes out with unparalleled combat power, then the Purple Mansion, which has been nourishing its body with elixirs and elixirs since childhood, practicing superior skills, and piling up rare treasures, will be ashamed to death.”

Yes, to put it nicely, the demon cultivators have rich combat experience, but to put it bluntly they just can't afford to eat and have to rely on robbing. How can they defeat the righteous people who have plenty of fish, meat and delicacies from the mountains and the sea every day?

Gu Qingyuan thought of the empty storage ring again, and the boomerang hit him right between his eyebrows.

True Lord Xisheng watched the fisherman leave without moving, but stood quietly holding his magic weapon and waiting.

Sande flew over, talked for a few words, pointed at Gu Qingyuan, and flew back after a long time.

"Here, don't say that I don't take care of you. I personally asked my father for a treasure that can conceal your aura. As long as you don't use the blood essence under Ning Wudao's nose, he won't be able to tell anything." Sande spread his hands, with a jade pendant lying quietly in his palm.

Gu Qingyuan was somewhat moved, with gratitude surging in his heart. He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Sande.

"Don't say those corny words, just remember it in your heart. I know that you have amazing comprehension, brother Gu. Consider it an investment from me. If you become a Taoist someday, don't forget to help me."

"Brother, you're joking. Your family is wealthy, and I'm planning to marry into your family!" Gu Qingyuan said this, but he kept it in his heart. This was all friendship, and it had to be repaid.

Sande laughed, "You've been caught by my father this time and will be locked up for a while. This is my home address. Come find me when you have time. I won't introduce you to my daughter, but I have a few nieces who can help you get in touch."

"Brother, you are joking. It was just a joke that day."

After talking for a while, Sande dug out the still-breathing Lu Chi and left with Master Xisheng.

Gu Qingyuan exhaled slowly. This battle had gone through many twists and turns and was full of dangers. He gained some combat experience, broadened his horizons, and got a glimpse of the power of Zifu, which also woke him up.

"I can't keep wasting time like this. If I can't achieve the Purple Palace, I'll end up being an ant. It's time to integrate my own skills and accumulate strength!"

Learning may not make people grow, but lessons can, hence the saying: every failure makes you wiser.

He took out the blood lotus seeds again. The lotus seeds were extremely small, full of blood, and very cute.

"First, sacrifice and refine a magical clone, and then make plans."

Thinking this in his mind, Gu Qingyuan took the rest of his assets and flew away.

After descending from the clouds, he stood in front of a temple, which was the Zhelong Temple on Qingxi Mountain.

Since Gu Qingyuan left, no one has entered the Zhelong Temple and it was covered with a layer of dust. However, the flowers, plants and trees inside were growing very well and were lush and green.

All major spiritual veins are occupied by famous sects. This place is where Taoist Xu passed away. The concentration of spiritual energy is higher than other places. And under the influence of returning the Tao to heaven, a spiritual vein will appear in Qingxi Mountain after a hundred years. It is a good place for retreat.

After thinking about it, Gu Qingyuan cleaned the Taoist temple and burned incense to the tablet of Taoist Master Xu that he had carved himself.

Then he found a cave, dug it several dozen feet deep, and placed restrictions around it, using it as a place for retreat.

There is no time in the mountains. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. A black shadow covered with blood emerged from Qingxi Mountain and landed at the foot of the mountain.

The man was dressed in a black robe, had a handsome face, was glowing with blood, and had a very dark shadow under his feet.

"Take off the barriers, break through the confusion, and awaken from the true devil." The man laughed, and the devilish sound entered his ears.

"This is Dongquan."

After saying this, he straightened his clothes and flew away.

Judging from the direction, if we keep flying all the way, we can reach the westernmost place in a few days.

There are many demon cultivators in that place, and fighting is constant. It is vast and boundless, with little land, and only a few islands that are either isolated or connected together.

It is called the Devil's Nest and the Sumeru Sea.

(End of this chapter)