Xu Xuan Guan, one of the nine elders of the Coffin Lifting Association, ranked as the sixth. He was born into the Pure Yang Xu Family, studied Dao at Maoshan, possessed a prominent status, held a high seniority, and was proficient in the technique of seeking gold and excavating tombs.
In Huizhou, Zhang Fan had once encountered him.
It was there that he saw the "Eight Kings Carrying Coffin Painting" and became aware of the Coffin Lifting Association's existence.
"You know Elder Xu?" Zhao Menglang held Zhang Fan's hand and couldn't help but ask.
He had been searching for Xu Xuan Guan for a long time, but such a person is like a mythical dragon, revealing its head but not its tail, and once he truly hid away, there were very few in the world who could find him.
"I've met him once," Zhang Fan nodded and replied.
"When was it?" Zhao Menglang pursued.
"Last year," Zhang Fan replied softly.
Last year, in Huizhou Province, he had an unforgettable experience.
