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

Chapter 319: Heavy fog blocks the mountain, and the minions reappear!
The Cliff of Broken Heart is not far away and we are almost there. If we turn back now, it would be a wasted trip.

The fog in the mountains comes quickly and goes away quickly. You can never be sure whether the fog will dissipate in a while.

Among this group of people, Yang Wenhui has the most authority. If he says to continue, naturally others will have no objection.

After more than ten minutes, we arrived at the Cliff of Broken Hearts.

"what?"

In the woods, Qinzhou stopped and looked around in surprise.

"what happened?"

Yang Wenhui turned around and looked at him.

Qin Zhou pointed to a cluster of miscellaneous trees nearby, with a look of astonishment on his face. "Isn't there a camellia tree here? Where is the tree?"

Camellia?
Yang Wenhui followed his gaze and frowned.

He did find a camellia here yesterday. He even used his mental power to investigate, but didn't find anything strange about the camellia tree.

"Could we have come to the wrong place?" Huang Can asked.

The few people who came yesterday all looked surprised. Everyone had seen the camellia tree at that time, and they all lamented that it was not easy for a camellia tree to grow so big.

But now, where the camellia trees grew yesterday, there are only a few miscellaneous trees left.

There were no signs of digging on the ground. It didn't look like it was dug up by some tree thief. It seemed as if it disappeared out of thin air.

"Impossible, it's right here, look, there are camellias on the ground!" Fanning said with certainty.

There were indeed some camellia flowers and petals scattered on the ground, some of which were still fresh.

Proof that there was indeed a camellia tree here.

They weren't in the wrong place.

"Hey? That's weird, can it grow legs and run?"

Several people came to the place where the camellia tree grew yesterday in their memory, and each of them began to investigate the scene as if possessed by Sherlock Holmes.

"Xiaoyang, what are you laughing at?"

Qin Zhou looked up and saw Chen Yang smiling, and couldn't help feeling confused.

Chen Yang said, "That tree has already met its end. Don't look for it anymore. It may have run away and hidden somewhere else."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

Yang Wenhui also looked at him in astonishment. Got a blessing? Was that camellia tree a spiritual plant that got a blessing?
Did I make a mistake yesterday?

"Is this true?" Qinzhou walked over with a look of disbelief on his face.

They saw the spiritual plants in the Creation Realm, but they missed it?
Chen Yang said, "It seems that it doesn't like dealing with people. Let's not disturb its meditation and do our own things."

Qinzhou was skeptical.

Yang Wenhui's expression was a little solemn. Others might think that Chen Yang was joking, but he didn't think so.

A tree is not like any magical flower or grass. If a tree wants to move freely, it cannot do so simply by becoming a climate.

If everyone had not collectively entered some kind of illusion, then the fact that this was a blessed spiritual plant seemed to be the only tenable explanation.

That camellia tree, perhaps, really was a spiritual plant of the realm of creation, otherwise it would not have disappeared without a trace.

Yang Wenhui didn't know what he said to Yang Bo and the others.

Yang Bo and the men from the Yang family immediately went to the place where the camellia tree grew yesterday and picked up the camellia flowers and petals on the ground.

Qinzhou also reacted and ran over to pick it up.

The flowers of the spiritual plants in the Creation Realm should have some value, more or less, right?
……

As the saying goes, I will not offend others unless they offend me.

Since the camellia tree doesn't like dealing with people, people won't go all over the mountain looking for it.

God knows what magical methods this spiritual plant in the realm of creation has. It might kill them as easily as eating or drinking water.

Now the two are unrelated, which is actually the best.

Heartbroken Cliff.

Everyone came out of the forest and came to the edge of the cliff.

Looking around, it seemed as if a huge white curtain was covering the view in front of me. The fog was so thick that it dripped with fine rain, making people's breathing heavy.

The sky and the earth turned white. At the edge of the cliff, a little further away, even the people could not be seen clearly, let alone the situation below the cliff.

The fog under the cliff will only get thicker.

In this case, sending out a drone would be futile.

However, Yang Wenhui still let someone try it.

But the weather conditions were too bad and the signal was extremely poor, so we had to give up.

"How about just letting the rope down?" Fanning suggested.

"No."

Chen Yang and Yang Wenhui said almost in unison.

Uh……

Faning paused. He didn't expect that these two people would have such a big reaction to his words.

In his opinion, since someone was asking for help, it was very likely that the person was at the bottom of the cliff, and this person was most likely his junior fellow apprentice.

As a senior brother, there is no reason not to save him.

Saving people is easy. Just let the rope down, right?

If it really doesn't work, he can go down there himself.

Yang Wenhui said, "Let's wait until the fog clears and find out the situation below."

If you rashly let down the rope without fully understanding the situation and rescue some dangerous creature, it would be a serious matter.

It seems that it is still questionable whether the mandrill is still alive.

Even if there was no mandrill, and it was really just Fa Jing asking for help, it was still unclear whether this person was worth saving.

To be cautious, we should find out the situation first.

……

Although Fanning was puzzled, he had no right to do anything and could only wait with them.

This wait lasted for several hours.

From eleven in the morning until three in the afternoon.

The fog was still very thick and didn't look like it was going to dissipate at all. Not only did it not dissipate, it started to rain.

The sky was overcast and the rain was gradually getting heavier.

There was no choice but to go back. This trip was destined to be in vain. They could only wait until the weather cleared up before trying again.

……

Deep in the silent forest, the shadows of the trees swayed, as if a pair of unknown eyes were watching them leave.

Chen Yang was walking behind the crowd and suddenly turned around to look into the distance.

There were vast mountains and thick white fog. In a trance, he seemed to hear a sigh, desolate and lonely.

"what happened?"

Qinzhou walked towards him.

Chen Yang shook his head, turned back to the road, and whispered, "Tell Elder Yang and the others to keep an eye on Fanning and the others."

"how?"

Qin Zhou frowned slightly, expressing his confusion, "Is there something wrong with Fanning?"

"The situation below the cliff is unclear right now. I'm afraid they might sneak over to rescue us."

"Isn't it?"

"It's better to be safe than sorry. If we hadn't stopped him just now, he would have gone down on his own."

……

-

Qingniu Temple.

After a whole day of hard work, it was already evening when we returned to Qingniu Temple.

The mountains were covered with thick fog, the autumn rain continued, and the atmosphere was somewhat tragic.

The weather forecast says that there will be continuous light rain in the next few days. Looking at the situation, I don’t know what the situation will be like tomorrow.

After a tiring day, everyone went to bed early after dinner.

In the side room, Qinzhou and Huang Can's snoring was so loud that Chen Yang's scalp was numb. He simply got up and meditated, practicing the seventh bronze man of [Emei Body Tempering and Qi Refining Technique].

Move the Qi, guide the Qi, and punch the acupoints one by one according to the exercise routes marked on the bronze man.

Compared with the previous spiritual realm feedback, the current speed can be described as snail's pace.

There are eight acupoints in this exercise route. Chen Yang spent two nights and only loosened the first acupoint slightly.

At this rate, it would probably take at least one or two months to complete the training of the seventh bronze man.

It’s still fun to take drugs.

After the matter at Ebei Mountain is over, the matter of Yaowang Wine must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

The dragon's inner elixir must be used quickly, otherwise the progress will be too slow if we just rely on such dry practice.

Threads of essence flowed into the sea of ​​​​qi through the bridge of heaven and earth, generating strands of internal energy. With the help of mental power, these internal energy were directed to move towards the seventh route of practice.

While expanding the meridians, it accumulates strength and attacks the Du acupoints.

The process is somewhat painful, but still within the tolerable range.

"Xiaoyang!"

A voice sounded outside the door.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, and quickly guided the Qi back into the Qi sea.

"call!"

He let out a long breath.

The room was still dark, but Qinzhou and Huang Can were still snoring, one after another, like a symphony.

Chen Yang looked at the time. It was just past midnight.

"Xiaoyang!"

The voice came from outside the house again. It was Yang Wenhui.

Chen Yang put on his clothes and went out.

Outside the door, besides Yang Wenhui, there was also Fanning standing.

"Mr. Yang, what's wrong?"

Chen Yang looked at Yang Wenhui's face, which seemed very solemn. Yang Wenhui said, "Fa Neng is gone."

"Ok?"

Chen Yang was stunned and was a little slow to react.

"Two bundles of climbing ropes are missing."

Yang Wenhui's next words made Chen Yang's heart skip a beat, "I'm afraid he was taken away by the magic power, most likely to the Cliff of Broken Heart."

Chen Yang's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Fanning, "When did it happen?"

Faning said, "It should have been quite a while. I didn't see him when I woke up from my nap. I asked the disciples in the temple and they said that Brother Faneng left not long after dinner."

Chen Yang frowned.

Dinner was supposed to be after seven o'clock, and it's already past twelve o'clock now.

Four or five hours have passed since Faneng left.

Yang Wenhui was also a little depressed. Chen Yang had reminded him, and he was also on guard and had people keep an eye on the people in the temple, especially Faning and Faneng.

However, after a tiring day, everyone had no energy to stare at others. The Yang family members snored louder than Qinzhou and his men.

If Faning hadn't come to call him, they might not have discovered him until Faning went out and came back.

"Is he alone?" Chen Yang asked.

Faning said, "There is still one disciple missing, a disciple named Xuanyu, who should have gone with Senior Brother Faneng."

At this point, he paused and asked tentatively, "Will there be any problem?"

"Really..."

Yang Wenhui was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Let's go to the Cliff of Broken Hearts."

Yang Wenhui felt vaguely uneasy, and was afraid that he had cursed all of Fa Neng's ancestors.

Of course he hoped that nothing unexpected would happen, but one should be prepared for the worst.

Chen Yang nodded. This matter was indeed no joke.

"Now?"

Fanning paused. He looked at the sky outside. It was the middle of the night, it was still raining, windy, cold, and there was a thick fog in the mountains.

"I didn't ask you to go. Anyway, it wasn't my senior brother who died." Yang Wenhui said unhappily.

Fanning was stunned.

die?
Is it that serious?

In Qingniu Temple, he has only one senior brother, Fa Neng, and the relationship between the two is naturally beyond words.

There was no hesitation and they quickly found rain boots and raincoats. The three of them braved the rain and left Qingniu Temple.

……

-

In the mountains, the night was wrapped in thick fog.

The light from the flashlight can only illuminate a distance of three to five meters at most, and the only sound around is the sound of raindrops falling on the leaves.

During the day, you could occasionally hear the chirping of insects and birds, but now there is no sound at all.

The three of them walked slowly, and Yang Wenhui, who was originally a very gentle and polite person, became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He could not help swearing and scolded Faneng.

He is really looking for trouble and causing trouble for others.

I really don't know if this Taoist priest has been kicked in the head by a donkey.

They didn't say they wouldn't save people, they just wanted to investigate it first. Why is this old Taoist so anxious?
"Senior brother has Alzheimer's disease, maybe he is having a relapse..." Faneng said awkwardly, trying to find an excuse for himself.

He couldn't afford to offend Yang Wenhui, so he could only bear with the other party scolding him as his senior brother, because he was not being scolded anyway.

"Humph."

Yang Wenhui snorted coldly, feeling depressed. "Alzheimer's? I think he did it on purpose. If nothing happens, that's the best. If anything goes wrong, he won't be able to save himself with his life..."

"So serious?" Fanning was shocked.

Chen Yang said, "Old Yang suspects that the baboon may not be dead, and may also be trapped in the Soul-confusing Pond. If this thing is released, do you know the consequences?"

"what?"

Faning was startled and his expression suddenly changed, but he quickly said, "It shouldn't be. If the mandrill is not dead, with its ferocity, Junior Brother Fajing would not be alive..."

Yang Wenhui said nothing more.

What Fanning said makes sense, but as the saying goes, it is better to be safe than sorry.

The mountain was covered with fog, and as they were walking at night, the three of them took nearly an hour to walk a distance that should have taken half an hour.

When we arrived at the Cliff of Broken Hearts, it was already past one o'clock.

"Brother!"

Just after arriving at the Cliff of Broken Hearts and before leaving the forest, Fanning saw a figure sitting under a wild lacquer tree.

It is not someone else but the power of the Dharma.

Not far away, there was another person lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

As expected, they really came to the Cliff of Broken Heart!

Chen Yang and Yang Wenhui both felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

"Senior brother, senior brother?"

Faning has already run over to check on Faneng's condition.

Faneng sat against the lacquer tree, his Taoist robe soaked through by the rain. He buried his head, shivering all over, not sure if it was because of the cold.

He opened his eyes, seemed to be in a state of confusion, and kept mumbling something.

Three people surrounded him, and the sound of raindrops could be heard all around them.

"Brother, what did you say?"

Faning took off his raincoat and put it on Faneng.

"Bugs...bugs..."

"insect?"

"Bugs, bastards, bastards..."

"Insect?"

When Chen Yang heard his mumbling, he didn't take it seriously at first. He immediately leaned over and grabbed Faneng's hand.

There was indeed a red line on Faneng’s thumb nail.

Chen Yang's face changed slightly. Without any unnecessary words, he immediately took out a pagoda candy, pinched Faneng's mouth open, and was about to stuff the candy in.

"what are you doing?"

Fanning was startled and quickly stopped him.

Chen Yang said, "He was parasitized by a cricket. You may not have heard of it. The cricket is one of the ten strange insects. It can live in the human body and control the host's behavior. This medicine can get rid of the cricket!"

Upon hearing this, Fanning was shocked.

Worm!

As an old man in Panshanjie, how many of you don’t know about the ten strange insects?
While he was stunned, Chen Yang had already crushed the pagoda candy and fed it into Faneng's mouth. He then grabbed a handful of rainwater from the puddle nearby and poured the medicine into his mouth.

Fa Neng was trembling all over, his eyes were wide open, as if he was trying hard to control some instinct and fighting against something.

The rain hit the leaves, and there was a crackling sound in his ears. Yang Wenhui drew his sword and looked around vigilantly.

A moment later, a bug crawled out of Faneng's nostrils.

Chen Yang was quick-witted and caught it.

In just a moment, the insect lost all life and died in the palm of Chen Yang's hand, like a deflated ball. Its plump body quickly drooped and turned into a piece of skin.

"This……"

Faning's face suddenly changed. He had originally doubted what Chen Yang said, but now, he saw with his own eyes the bugs coming out of Faning's nose, how could he not believe it?

He had never seen a minnow, but he had heard of it and knew how powerful it was.

After the bugs came out, Faneng's trembling body finally calmed down, and he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell into a deep sleep.

"Senior brother?"

Fanning called out twice, but there was no response.

Chen Yang walked towards Xuan Yu who was lying on the ground.

He won't be so lucky.

Xuanyu's Taoist robe was gone, his body was covered in mud and water, his chest seemed to have been hit hard, his sternum collapsed, and he had been dead for a long time.

Chen Yang looked up and made eye contact with Yang Wenhui.

The two men immediately left the forest and came to the edge of the Cliff of Broken Hearts.

A climbing rope, one end of which was tied to the trunk of a birch tree at the edge of the forest, and the other end was hanging down the cliff.

Both of them felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Fa Neng was controlled by the minions, so he went against his normal behavior and sneaked to the Cliff of Broken Hearts in the middle of the night.

If nothing unexpected happens, the being trapped in the Soul-confusing Pond has probably already come out, and the master and disciple Fa Neng were attacked by the other party.

Yang Wenhui cut the climbing rope with one sword.

There was a crash.

The rope fell into the abyss.

"It's him."

Yang Wenhui uttered two words inexplicably.

"who is it?"

Chen Yang looked at him puzzledly.

The raindrops fell on their raincoats, making a ticking sound. The surroundings were filled with fog and darkness, and the atmosphere was eerie and scary.

"Zhao Guanshan."

Yang Wenhui's face was solemn. He said a name and then said, "Zhao Junting's son, Zhao Guanshan."

"Zhao Junting?"

Chen Yang was stunned. "The third of the Longtan Six Friends, the one who died in Qixingdui?"

"Correct."

Yang Wenhui nodded. "The Zhao family of Luoshan is good at raising and controlling insects. The minions are probably being controlled by them and using their magical powers. I'm afraid they have already come out by now."

When Chen Yang heard this, a ripple rose in his heart.

One of the six friends of Longtan, the first one to die, Zhao Junting still has a son alive?

(End of this chapter)