After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 299: The longevity worm is so strange, go up to Bamian Mountain again!

It seems that no one has heard of it.

"The so-called longevity insects are a general term for a class of insects that can help people live longer."

Huang Daolin did not keep the topic secret and started talking directly, "Among the longevity insects, there is a very strange one called Guai Zai."

"Weird?"

Chen Yang frowned. He had never heard of what Huang Daolin said.

Whether in the E School's poisonous insect breeding and control techniques or in the Raojiang Insect Technique Compilation, he had never seen any insect named "Strange".

This name is too weird, isn't it?

Huang Daolin continued, "Legend has it that during the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of Han went on a tour and encountered a kind of insect on the road. No one could identify it, so he ordered people to call Dongfang Shuo to ask. After Dongfang Shuo saw it, he said frankly that this insect was called Guai Zai, and was born from an unjust imprisonment in the Former Qin Dynasty and was born out of resentment..."

"In the Panshan Realm, there is a group of Panshan hermits who are proficient in insect arts and are called insect masters. In order to extend their lifespans, or to help others extend their lifespans, some insect masters will look for this kind of insects, and then bring them into their bodies and tame them..."

"It's strange that this insect is called a longevity insect, but its so-called life extension only reduces the functions of the human body to an extremely low level. In fact, it is somewhat similar to the freezing in modern hospitals. After taming this insect, the host can fall into a deep sleep on their own..."

"It is said that they grow by swallowing resentment and bad luck. Although the host falls into a deep sleep, they will also help the host's strength to slowly improve during their growth..."

……

Huang Daolin said a lot, it was like a heavenly book.

If what he said was true, Chen Yang would have to exclaim how strange it was.

Huang Can yawned. "Uncle, are you saying that there is someone in that coffin? Someone who fell into a deep sleep because of this weird bug?"

Huang Daolin nodded slightly, "You are not stupid. I didn't waste my breath if you can understand this."

Huang Can's face twitched. I'm not mentally retarded. I don't understand this. You really underestimate me.

"Uncle, what is this person's identity?" Chen Yang asked.

Huang Daolin waved his hand and said, "Go take a hot bath, change into dry clothes, and wait for the thunder to stop before going to the mountain to take a look..."

Obviously, he seemed to have some reservations and did not continue the topic.

Weird?

Surprising!
So, there are so many coffins on the Old Coffin Mountain, but they don't contain corpses? Could it be that some people are sleeping?
Huang Daolin knows so much, he is not a simple person.

……

-

The thunder didn't stop until after three in the morning.

But the rain is still falling.

Chen Yang first forced a drone to fly over and take a look, to make sure that the coffin was still there, then he and Huang Daolin went up the mountain again and moved the coffin back.

The coffin was still intact, but a large area of ​​the surface had been charred, the iron chains were also pitch black, and there was a burnt smell.

Thinking back to the scene he just saw on the mountain, Chen Yang still felt a little scared.

There were many trees growing near the depression, but almost none of them survived as they were all struck by lightning. Even the ground was blackened by the lightning in many places.

It’s hard to imagine what a doomsday scene it was just now.

The heavy rain didn't stop until after six in the morning.

The sky gradually brightened.

When Chen Yang woke up from his nap, it was already past eight o'clock. Huang Daolin was guarding in the yard, and it seemed that he had not slept all night.

The accumulated water in the yard had been drained, and the coffin was placed quietly in the middle of the yard, covered with a layer of dark canvas.

"Uncle, you didn't sleep?"

Chen Yang rubbed his face and walked over.

Huang Daolin said, "I'm afraid there will be another accident!"

Chen Yang yawned. "Are you still afraid that it will run away? There was such a big thunder last night. Even if it can survive, it will not be able to enter the realm of creation in one go. After the thunder, there will be a period of weakness, at least one month, at most several months, before the body can completely transform and enter the realm of creation..."

Huang Daolin turned his head and looked at him, "You know quite a lot!"

Chen Yang smiled and said, "To be honest, I have personally seen some spiritual creatures break through the realm of creation, and I also know some spiritual plants in the realm of creation, such as the banyan tree in our town..."

Huang Daolin nodded, and said nothing more, "Leave this thing here. After all, the night is long and dreams are many. Let's go into the mountain tonight and send it back to Laoguan Mountain to put an end to this cause and effect!"

Chen Yang came to the coffin and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to open it and take a look?"

Huang Daolin shook his head. "How you came here, how you will go back. When I borrowed it to go down the mountain, I told you very clearly. If you rashly open the coffin, you will be practicing in a bad family and you will only bring trouble to yourself..."

Chen Yang turned around and looked at him, "Uncle, are the things on the Old Coffin Mountain good or bad, kind or evil?"

If they are extremely evil, wouldn't it be aiding and abetting the evil if they send the coffin back?
After all, he is a being who has passed the test of heavenly thunder and is about to enter the realm of creation.

If it was an evil person, then, according to Chen Yang, it would be better to take advantage of its weakness and burn it and its coffin with fire to avoid any disaster.

Huang Daolin shook his head. "I don't know if they are good or not, but they are definitely not evil. Don't worry, their existence won't affect anything. Without special circumstances, they won't leave Old Coffin Mountain easily..."

"Uncle, do you know their identities? I wonder, who are they exactly?" Chen Yang's face was full of curiosity.

This matter is really bizarre, even outrageous.

Huang Daolin said, "I promised someone that I would keep my mouth shut. You don't want me to be a person who doesn't keep my word, right?"

This……

Chen Yang was stunned and had nothing to say.

Now that you've said that, how can I ask?
"If you want to know their identities, just ask him yourself when you get to Old Coffin Mountain!"

"he?"

Chen Yang was a little surprised. Could the "he" Huang Daolin mentioned be the one in the realm of creation on Laoguan Mountain?
Let me ask about the existence of the realm of creation?

Are you sure it's not a joke?

At this time, Huang Daolin said, "The technique you practiced these past two nights, if I'm not mistaken, should be the Emei School's body-building and qi-training technique, right?"

"Uncle, do you know this set of skills?"

Chen Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was not surprised that Huang Daolin could find out that he was practicing martial arts.

If Huang Daolin is a strong man in the spiritual realm, then it is not an exaggeration to say that the spiritual realm strong man has strong mental power and can detect what he is doing in the house.

What surprised him was that Huang Daolin knew this technique.

Huang Daolin said, "Emei Body Strengthening and Qi Training Technique, also known as the White Ape Heart Sutra, is said to have been created by the founder of Emei, Situ Xuankong. It is an extremely profound body strengthening and Qi training method. However, this method is for people in the Spiritual Realm to practice. For people below the Spiritual Realm, it is a bit beyond the scope. Forcing yourself to practice it will do more harm than good to your body!"

Chen Yang was stunned.

He did not doubt Huang Daolin's words, because he had already felt the strain when practicing this set of skills during this period of time.

Of course, it was just strenuous, and he did not feel that this set of skills brought him any harm.

At this time, Huang Daolin said, "You can carry this coffin and walk so fast. It can be seen that you have a strong physique. According to the grading system of your Panshan profession, you must be at least 9th grade, right?"

Chen Yang nodded slightly and did not deny it.

Huang Daolin said, "The physique of the eighth or ninth grade has already surpassed some ordinary spiritual realms. It is not impossible for you to practice this technique. However, as far as I know, the Shao'e lineage has already incomplete this technique. The Eighteen Postures of the White Ape is missing five postures. Was this technique passed down to you by your grandfather?"

No wonder he thinks so.

He regarded Chen Yang's strong physique as a family inheritance.

After all, the Chen family had some powerful ancestors.

Although Chen Jingzhi is nothing, it does not prevent him from passing on the heritage.

"Are my ancestors related to the Shao'e lineage?" Chen Yang asked in a vague way.

Huang Daolin said, "The Panshan Daoism in Shu all originated from Shao'e. Your great-grandfather is the descendant of Master Pang. The Shanyu lineage has been more or less influenced by the Shao'e lineage. In the past, there were countless temples and Taoist temples on Shao'e Mountain, and many of them had their own traditions. These different traditions were blended together and were collectively called the Shao'e lineage..."

"Nowadays, most of these traditions have died out, and many of the remaining ones have been brought under the jurisdiction of Baoguo Temple. So when people mention Shao'e Sect now, everyone mentions Baoguo Temple, but it's not actually the temple..."

"Master Pang has some Shao'e authentic inheritance, so it's not surprising that he passed down this technique. However, this technique has been incomplete a long time ago. I'm afraid the technique your great-grandfather got from Master Pang is also incomplete..."

"You can use this body-building and Qi-refining technique to strengthen your body, but forget about it for Qi-refining. It's very dangerous to practice an incomplete technique."

"In addition, given your current situation, I'm afraid you are not far from the Spiritual Realm. I don't know if your grandfather has ever told you about the Spiritual Realm and the Triple Burner Gate. Given your current condition, if you break through the Spiritual Realm, it will probably be very dangerous..."

……

At this point, Huang Daolin pondered for a moment, "Let me think of a way for you. It's not that there is no hope of a successful breakthrough. Our Duangong lineage, our founder Zhao Yu, is said to have broken through to the spiritual realm with a tenth-grade extreme physical body..."

Chen Yang's eyes lit up slightly.

But then he shook his head and said, "Uncle, you don't have to worry about this. I have my own way to break through the spiritual realm."

Although he called him uncle, they were not related after all, and Chen Yang didn't want to owe him a favor for nothing.

If he had known earlier that Huang Daolin had a solution, he would have been ecstatic.

But now, he already has the realm-breaking pill, and all other methods are meaningless.

"Ah."

Huang Daolin didn't say anything more. Since Chen Yang was so confident, he must have a way to break through safely.

In his opinion, Chen Yang can be regarded as a descendant of the Shan Yu lineage after all, and he follows the inheritance of the Blind Pang lineage, so he probably has some extraordinary means.

...Name: Chen Yang.

Physical fitness: 935/1000 [MAX]
……

Eighteen bronze men, Chen Yang has already started practicing the third bronze man movement.

According to Huang Daolin, this technique seems to be quite powerful, and it is indeed a technique that can only be practiced in the spiritual realm.

The Shao'e lineage has included this martial art in its collection, which is already incomplete and has basically been lost.

However, the eighteen bronze men and eighteen styles of standing meditation in Chen Yang's hands should be considered complete, right?

He really found a treasure.

……

In order to avoid any further trouble, although it felt a bit unlucky, Chen Yang still drove the car over, moved the coffin into the car, and covered it tightly with a tarpaulin.

We drove away from Huangjia Village at noon and headed towards Bamishan.

Huangjia Village is not far from Bamianshan.

You can choose to go directly to Qishan and take the mountain road to enter Bamishan.

But the mountain road is difficult to travel on, and it rained last night. Carrying such a large coffin, walking on the mountain road is a complete torture.

Chen Yang is very strong, but he is not a fool and his strength should not be wasted like this.

Although driving to Bamianshan requires taking a long detour, it only burns a little more gas and can save a lot of distance.

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the foot of Bamishan Mountain.

It was broad daylight and there were many people around, so the three of them did not rush up the mountain. They parked the car at the parking lot, strolled around, found a restaurant, and had dinner.

They waited until it was completely dark and there was no one left on the mountain road before they unloaded the coffin from the car.

Climb up the mountain stealthily.

Chen Yang was young and strong, so he naturally became the main force, and Huang Daolin would replace him from time to time.

This old man is indeed strong.

At such an old age, with his physical functions declining, he can still carry objects weighing nearly a thousand kilograms and walk very fast, no worse than Chen Yang.

The spiritual realm is worthy of being called a spiritual realm, but it still cannot resist the laws of nature.

As people age, their bodies will naturally weaken. A strong physique may be strong, and great strength may be great, but old is old. Even celestial beings can experience the five signs of decline. So even those in the spiritual realm will naturally experience times when they are unable to do things.

The spiritual realm will not increase your lifespan at all.

Unless you step into creation.

One old and one young, you carry it for a while, I carry it for a while, and we run very fast on the mountain road.

As for Huang Can, he certainly couldn't carry such a heavy coffin, so he could only help Huang Daolin carry the package.

It's bulging and I don't know what's inside it.

……

After the rain last night, the sky was particularly fresh.

The moon is rounder and brighter than last night.

"Chen Yang...Uncle, can you guys slow down a bit?"

Huang Can fell far behind. Although he had become much stronger, he was still as tired as a dog from carrying heavy objects up the mountain and walking hurriedly all the way. He was panting all the time.

It was fine that Chen Yang was better than him, he admitted that he was really good, but was Huang Daolin also that good?

When he saw Huang Daolin and Chen Yang carrying the coffin together yesterday, he thought it was exaggerated.

I didn't expect there would be something even more exaggerated.

When he saw the old man, whom he called uncle, speeding along the mountain road carrying a coffin weighing several hundred kilograms, he felt that his entire worldview had collapsed.

This old man is really a hidden talent.

The two people in front had no intention of stopping. Huang Can had also been along this road before, so Chen Yang was not afraid that he would get lost.

……

Red Creek Valley.

After more than an hour, we finally arrived at the Red Creek Valley.

The moment they entered the valley, Huang Daolin, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

He was carrying a huge coffin and standing in front, almost blocking the road.

"What's wrong, uncle?" Chen Yang asked.

"Someone."

Huang Daolin whispered something and raised his hand to gesture for silence.

anyone?

Chen Yang frowned slightly when he heard this.

Where could this person come from in such a deep forest and late at night?

He leaned over and looked, and could see clearly in the moonlight.

The huge space in the valley was empty, without a single person in sight.

His eyes fell on the entrance of the Huangniu Cave under the cliff. In the deep darkness, there was a faint flickering light of fire.

……

Inside the Huangniu Cave.

There was a bonfire burning in the large space.

"Brother Yang, what a coincidence that we can see each other here..."

"Heh, after not seeing you three for so many years, you are still as shameless as ever..."

"What are you talking about, Brother Yang? We haven't offended you, have we?"

"As the saying goes, happiness is better shared than happiness alone. We are also quite interested in the Three Corpse Sacred Tree. The eight veins of Panshan are of the same origin. If Third Brother Yang has something good, shouldn't he share it with others?"

"You said it so nicely, but why didn't you bid at the auction that day? Did you have no money, or were you reluctant to spend it? Oh, you always do despicable things, it's really the style of you two heroes of the Li family..."

……

There were two groups of people sitting around the fire, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

If Chen Yang were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that one of them was Yang Wenhui.

Opposite him stood two old men, one tall and one short.

The walls of the cave are covered with emerald green ivy.

If you look closely, you can see several human figures among the ivy, tightly wrapped in vines, tied up like dumplings and hung high up.

Yang Wenhui held a long sword in his hand and confronted the two men.

“Brother Yang, let’s stop talking nonsense. We are already here, why don’t we cooperate for mutual benefit? As long as you lead us to find the Three Corpse God Tree, I can guarantee that I will not harm the lives of your descendants…”

The short old man looked at Yang Wenhui with a smile on his face, seemingly not taking him seriously at all.

He just gently hooked his finger, and the ivy vine moved suddenly, lifting one of the young men a few inches higher.

That young man was Yang Bo.

His neck was entangled by Fujiko, his face was flushed red, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound at all, he was a little suffocated.

Yang Wenhui held the sword in his hand and glared at the two men in front of him, "Shameless villains, let them go. I agree to your terms."

The short old man heard this and curled his lips slightly, "Wouldn't it be better if Third Brother Yang had cooperated earlier? Why did we have to make the atmosphere so awkward?"

The tall old man then said, "It's not that we don't trust Third Brother Yang, it's just that Third Brother Yang's swordsmanship is superb, and we have experienced it before. Can you give us the sword first, and we will keep it for you first..."

Yang Wenhui frowned.

The short old man said, "There is also that cowhide map. Brother Yang San, please hand it over as well."

Yang Wenhui's face became even darker.

"Brother Yang San, you'd better hurry up. It seems like your grandson can't hold on any longer." A tall old man reminded.

"Humph!"

Yang Wenhui snorted coldly, there was no point in saying more, he put the sword back into the scabbard and handed it to the short old man.

The short old man's mouth curved slightly.

Reaching out to take it.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the direction of the cave entrance.

(End of this chapter)