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

Chapter 349: The secret room in the underground cave, Little Dragon Elephant Kung Fu!
After dinner, we went to Puxian Hall.

"Longdeng, you bastard, you're going to starve me to death!"

"I want to eat meat. Damn it, Longdeng, where the hell have you been?"

……

The hall was filled with curses.

This old man seemed to have no idea that his mouth was dry. Although he looked dejected, he was still full of energy to curse.

At this time, footsteps were heard at the door of the palace.

Chen Yang and others walked in slowly.

"How can you use foul language in front of the Bodhisattva?"

With Chen Yang and the others following him, Long Deng felt more confident. He shouted at Long Xiang and placed a bowl of white rice and half a bowl of stir-fried lotus in front of him.

When Long Xiang saw it, he immediately got angry, "Damn it, there's not even a drop of oil on it, how can I eat it? I want to eat meat..."

His voice was very loud and Longdeng was frightened by his aura. He took a few steps back, as if he was not facing a human but a hungry Tibetan mastiff.

“Eat as much as you like, or you’ll be hungry if you don’t.”

Chen Yang snorted beside him. He was not used to this guy's temper.

Long Xiang raised his head and glared at Chen Yang fiercely, "Boy, dare you say what you just said again?"

That look was indeed as ferocious as that of a wild beast.

Chen Yang was not afraid at all, instead he laughed mockingly, "Why, you still want to fight me again?"

"I kill you!"

The dragon elephant roared and tried to get up, but he stumbled and fell directly to the ground. He was tied up with iron chains and could not even get up.

He twisted his shoulders and tried to crawl over to bite Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was stunned. This was too crazy.

"Oh!"

Without saying a word, Chen Yang showed no mercy and kicked him over.

"Don't, don't..."

Long Deng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. No matter what, he was still his junior brother after all. Even though Long Xiang was unkind, he, Long Deng, could not be unjust.

He hurriedly tried to stop Chen Yang, fearing that Chen Yang would kick Long Xiang to death.

This dragon lantern...

Chen Yang was speechless. Huang Daolin should have dealt with this guy earlier. Now that they have the dragon lantern, how could they possibly kill him?
Long Deng quickly said to Long Xiang, "You are already like this, why don't you say a few words? Do you really want to be beaten to death?"

Long Xiang became more and more irritable. He ignored Long Deng and looked at Chen Yang. "If you have the guts, let me go and fight me again."

That look seemed as if it wanted to eat Chen Yang.

"If you still want to fight, I'll accompany you."

At this time, Huang Daolin's voice sounded beside him.

Upon hearing this, Long Xiang paused.

He looked back, a flash of fear flashed across his brows, but he still pretended to be calm, "I'm talking about this kid, not you!"

He would never forget the scene of being abused by Huang Daolin in the afternoon. Even though he took the Boiling Blood Pill and his physical strength increased dramatically, he was still pinned to the ground and rubbed by Huang Daolin.

That was his haunting nightmare.

"hehe."

When Chen Yang heard this, he was delighted. Why bother trying to save face?
Judging from Long Xiang's current condition, Chen Yang might be able to subdue him with just one hand.

I'm just too lazy to care.

When he saw Chen Yang smiling, his fragile self-esteem was touched and he was about to get furious again.

Huang Daolin said, "Eat first. When you are full, I will ask you something."

He looked towards Huang Daolin, the fear on his face completely evident.

Chen Yang was curious about what happened after he left in the afternoon. Was the old monk defeated by Huang Daolin?

Long Xiang took a deep breath, holding back the anger in his heart, and said through gritted teeth, "How can I eat if you tie my hands?"

His voice was still loud, but he was obviously scared.

"I'll feed you."

Longdeng quickly picked up the rice and carefully put it into Longxiang's mouth.

"Slow down, you're burning me."

"Fuck, can you feed it?"

……

Long Xiang cursed loudly, venting his dissatisfaction.

I drank six bowls of rice in one breath and ate all the leftovers in the cafeteria, but I still didn't feel full.

His body was severely depleted of energy and blood, and he could only replenish it by eating.

"Mad, is there anything else?"

He stared at the dragon lantern, his eyes wide open, still wanting more.

"That's all. It's almost time. It's late at night. It's not good to eat too much..."

Long Deng was already old, and it took him a long time to feed the baby. Not only did his waist hurt, but he also got scolded.

It was only because he had a deep understanding of Buddhism and good self-cultivation, otherwise, if it were someone else, he would have quit long ago.

Long Xiang was about to start scolding again, but he heard Chen Yang say, "Master Longdeng, I just saw two buckets of swill in the kitchen, bring them over to him..."

When Long Xiang heard this, his face turned green.

After eating a few big bowls of rice, the five internal organs will roll around, turn into energy that enters the blood, and then turns into essence.

His almost dried-up body, like a wrung-out sponge, quickly absorbed the energy, and then the feeling of extreme weakness was slightly relieved.

His lips were no longer as pale as before, and had regained some color.

"Okay, reply when you're full."

Huang Daolin came in front of him and looked down at him. "As a man, you should know what is good for you. Master Longdeng has been very good to you. If he hadn't begged for mercy, do you think you would still be here talking to us?"

"Humph."

Long Xiang snorted lightly and turned his head away, but he didn't know whether he was unconvinced or he didn't dare to look at Huang Daolin.

Huang Daolin said, "I have some friendship with your master, Master Jin Ming..."

"He is not my master!"

Long Xiang interrupted him directly. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have a great grudge against Monk Jin Ming. "He and I have long severed our relationship as master and disciple. He is not my master, and I am not his disciple..."

Huang Daolin frowned, "Long Xiang, Master Jin Ming is already dead, do you really have such a great hatred for him?"

What exactly happened between him and Monk Jinming?
"Humph."

Long Xiang snorted, "Fortunately he is dead, otherwise, I would have killed him sooner or later..."

He had a grim face and gritted his teeth, but his words didn't sound like a lie at all.

He really had this intention, and he had always been doing so. Over the years, he felt that he had made great progress in his practice, and every once in a while, he would come back and cause trouble for Jianfeng Temple.

In fact, it is just to cause trouble for Monk Jin Ming.

However, even though Jin Ming was over a hundred years old and still staggered when he walked, he was always the one being pinned to the ground and rubbed.

"Can I ask why you hate Master Jin Ming so much?" Huang Daolin asked.

"why?"

This question made Long Xiang a little confused. He said, "There is no reason. I just hate him. When I see him, I want to kill him. No, I not only hate him, I hate this world, I hate everyone..."

madman!

Listening to what he said, Chen Yang had the urge to kick him twice.

This may be the so-called revengeful social personality. This old monk looks like he has super male genes.

Chen Yang said, "Since you hate Master Jin Ming so much, why do you want to practice the skills left by Master Jin Ming?"

Long Xiang looked at Chen Yang with a fierce gaze, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

A dog takes a mouse and meddles in other people's business.

Every cell on his face was mocking Chen Yang without exception. What kind of martial arts I practice has nothing to do with you?

Chen Yang really wanted to give him a beating.

He looked at Long Xiang with disdain. "On the one hand, you said you had severed ties with Jianfeng Temple and Master Jinming, but on the other hand, you practiced the technique taught to you by Master Jinming and enjoyed everything that this technique brought you. This is too hypocritical..."

"you……"

When Long Xiang heard this, he was furious. He said angrily, "He is the one who taught me the technique. What else can I do? Destroy my own Dantian? I only learned the technique. The Dantian is mine. Why should I destroy it? I want to forget it, but can you teach me how to forget it?"

He kept calling me "Laozi", which was harsh and unpleasant to the ear, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

Chen Yang couldn't help but think of the jujube tree in the Mountain Driving Association. It was full of shit and swear words, just like this dragon elephant. They both had absolutely no manners at all.

"That's not a reason, and it's not an excuse."

Chen Yang spread his hands and continued to provoke, "If you really want to sever ties with Jianfeng Temple and Master Jinming, you should return the skills that Master Jinming passed on to you to Jianfeng Temple."

"return?"

Long Xiang seemed to have heard something unbelievable, "How do you expect me to return it?"

Chen Yang said, "After Master Jin Ming's death, the [Little Dragon Elephant Kung Fu] was lost. In the world today, you are the only one who knows how to practice this Kung Fu. So, if you really want to sever your relationship with Master Jin Ming, then..."

"Ha ha……"

When Long Xiang heard this, he laughed out loud, and then as if he suddenly realized something, "I finally understood what you guys are doing. You guys want my martial arts..." Oh no, I've been discovered. What should I do?

Chen Yang touched the tip of his nose and said calmly, "Let me correct you. This [Little Dragon Elephant Kung Fu] was created by Master Jin Ming. It is not your Kung Fu and has nothing to do with you."

"what."

Long Xiang smiled, "Don't talk so high-soundingly. It will only make people think you are hypocritical. If you want the technique, just tell me directly. Why make up these excuses?"

Chen Yang's face trembled. He was actually taught a lesson by this old guy?
Long Xiang put away his smile and said, "If you want this technique, fine. I can give you the complete [Small Dragon Elephant Technique]. Moreover, I can guarantee its authenticity. However, you also have to promise to let me leave Jianfeng Temple..."

Did you agree so easily?
Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly, feeling that it was a little unreal. This old man agreed so quickly, there was a high probability that he was lying.

"I'm not like you guys, with all those twists and turns and tricks."

As if knowing that Chen Yang was suspicious, Long Xiang sneered and said disdainfully, "It's just a technique. If you want it, just take it. I'm just afraid that if I dare to give it to you, you won't dare to practice it..."

Don’t dare to practice?
When Chen Yang and Huang Daolin heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

"What do you mean?" Chen Yang asked immediately.

"Ah."

Long Xiang sneered and did not answer Chen Yang's question, "If you want the technique, agree to my conditions."

Chen Yang looked towards Huang Daolin.

The two exchanged glances.

Chen Yang said, "Okay, as long as you hand over the [Little Dragon Elephant Skill], we will let you go."

Long Xiang said calmly, "I don't believe what you say. I want to listen to what he says."

He looked directly at Huang Daolin.

Chen Yang's face was full of black lines. This feeling of not being trusted was not good at all.

Huang Daolin nodded slightly, "Okay, but you have to ensure that the technique is authentic. I will verify it first. If you play tricks on us, you should know the consequences."

Long Xiang said, "You can rest assured about this. Since I have promised, I will naturally ensure the truth."

Huang Daolin said, "After you leave Jianfeng Temple, you are not allowed to come back and cause trouble again."

Long Xiang gritted his teeth and finally nodded in agreement. In order to make Huang Daolin believe it, he even swore a solemn oath.

Chen Yang just watched coldly. If swearing could be effective, most of the people in this world would probably be struck to death by lightning.

However, the most urgent task is to get Long Xiang to hand over his skills.

Just be perfunctory for now. My uncle agreed, but I didn’t.

Chen Yang asked, "Do you need paper and pen?"

"Need not."

Long Xiang shook his head. "There is a cave beneath Jianfeng Temple. Jin Ming often practices there. There is an entrance in this hall that you can go down. Go to the corridor on the left after going down. Look carefully in the seventh stone room on the left. There is a secret stone room. On the wall of the stone room is the [Small Dragon Elephant Skill] secret method left by Jin Ming."

Ok?
Both of them were stunned.

The secret of Little Dragon Elephant Kung Fu is in Jianfeng Temple?
"Xiaoyang, go down and take a look."

Not sure if what he said was true, Huang Daolin said to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang nodded slightly and immediately went down the cave.

……

The cave was still as dark as before.

Chen Yang has come here many times, but there was always something wrong every time. Besides, it is dark everywhere in here and the place is big, like a maze. How is it possible to check every stone chamber one by one?
The corridor on the left.

Chen Yang took out the night pearl, and the light instantly illuminated the passage. Although the light was not that strong, with Chen Yang's enhanced eyesight, it was as bright as day and he could see everything clearly.

Walk directly into the passage and count the surrounding stone chambers.

Some of them were open, some were closed, and they were basically empty.

The seventh room.

Soon they found the seventh stone chamber.

Chen Yang took a look and was slightly stunned.

This seemed to be the stone chamber where Liu Changqing was imprisoned when he came down for the first time.

here?
Chen Yang walked in, and it was indeed this room.

The secret stone chamber that Long Xiang mentioned was where Liu Changqing was imprisoned.

There is no sunlight all year round and it is very cold inside.

The ground has been swept. There were many dead animals here before, so lime was sprinkled on the ground for disinfection. Although there is still some residual stench, it is not that strong.

Chen Yang raised the night-shining pearl, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

There were many simple portraits of people carved on the three surrounding walls.

After counting carefully, there are 10 pictures in total, with only some meridian points marked on them, but no text.

Is this the [Little Dragon Elephant Kung Fu]?
Time was short and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

I just took out my cell phone, turned on the flash, and took pictures of the pictures on the wall.

After confirming that nothing was missed, Chen Yang turned and left.

……

-

In the Samantabhadra Hall.

Huang Daolin was still waiting. After Chen Yang came out, he looked at him inquiringly.

Chen Yang handed over the phone.

After reading it, Huang Daolin nodded slightly.

"How about it? The things that Jin Ming left behind by himself should not be fake, right?" Long Xiang urgently wanted Huang Daolin to let him go.

Huang Daolin said, "Whether it is fake or not, we have to check it carefully to know. You don't need to be anxious. The result will be available tomorrow morning at the latest."

Long Xiang's face trembled, and he didn't dare to argue with Huang Daolin.

When this old man hits people, it really hurts.

"Humph."

Long Xiang snorted coldly, "I'm hungry, Long Deng, bring me some food."

His qi and blood are severely depleted, and he needs to eat a lot to recover.

Long Deng had no choice but to go to the kitchen and ask Monk Long Yun to work overtime and cook two more pots of rice for this guy.

……

-

In the Zen room.

Chen Yang sent the picture to Huang Daolin's mobile phone, and Huang Daolin looked at it carefully.

Chen Yang was sitting next to him, also looking at his phone, "Uncle, do you think this is the Little Dragon Elephant Skill? Will that Dragon Elephant guy deceive us?"

"Hard to say."

Huang Daolin studied it for a while and said, "Whether it is true or not, we will know it by trying it."

"Are you really going to try?"

Chen Yang frowned, "If you get out of breath while practicing this, be careful not to go crazy."

"fine."

Huang Daolin said nonchalantly, "My skill of using the spirit medium to help the child to ascend is not afraid of a stitch in the side. Even if a stitch in the side is present, I can move the acupuncture points and change the meridians to guide the stitch back to the normal path."

"so smart?"

Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly, and then he said with some embarrassment, "Uncle, is it true that you can only practice this art of summoning children and supporting spirits from childhood?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

Huang Daolin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "When you get married and have children, if I'm still alive by then and you're still interested in this technique, I wouldn't mind having a successor..."

"It's too far, too far."

Chen Yang shook his head awkwardly and changed the subject, "How was your conversation with Gu Lingshan? Will she be your granddaughter?"

When it comes to this question, Huang Daolin frowned slightly, looking a little serious, "I don't know!"

After a pause, he continued, "I talked to her a lot this afternoon, and I also learned about her family background, her mother, her grandmother..."

At this point, Huang Daolin was a little confused.

This girl does look like his wife and daughter, and looks very friendly.

However, her grandmother was from Longjiazhai, Yulong Mountain, Nanyun, and her grandfather was Gu Yunfei, the previous head of the Meiligu family.

Gu Lingshan took her mother's surname.

Her mother, Gu Qianer, is about the same age as Huang Daolin's daughter, but their actual birthdays are different.

All these made Huang Daolin undecided.

The mother and daughter changed their names, but they didn’t change their birthdays, right?
Seeing that he was distressed, Chen Yang said, "Uncle, if you want to prove whether she is your granddaughter, it is very simple. Just pull out two strands of her hair tomorrow and ask Elder Wang to find someone to help test it..."

This was their idea from the beginning.

Huang Daolin nodded slightly.

Confirm the identity first, and then talk about the future, so as not to waste expressions and make everyone embarrassed.

"But uncle, you still have to be mentally prepared. If it's the right one, that's great. If not, don't be sad. Just look for another one..."

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Chen Yang still gave him a shot of prevention in advance to avoid excessive joy or sorrow when the time comes.

(End of this chapter)