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

Chapter 390 The mysterious worshiper heads to Sipan Mountain!
Hiroki Kitahara no longer paid any attention to Ding Sijiang.

He said to Tanaka Keiko and the other two, "This technique does seem very profound, and it is not comparable to ordinary mental techniques. Jiro, you should try to practice it..."

Hiroki Kitahara directly handed the phone in his hand to a disciple next to him.

Jiro Hasegawa, 46 years old, in the early stage of spiritual realm.

This man has a dark complexion, possibly with some African ancestry, a corner of his left ear is missing, and he has a pair of white eyes. He looks like a ruthless person.

He was seriously injured in the battle of Stone King Valley. Sun Hongmian stabbed him in the chest with a sword. His condition has only just stabilized.

The reason why Kitahara Hiroki asked him to come and practice was very simple. If there was a problem with his technique, even if he died, he would only lose the one with the least fighting power.

He was seriously injured and naturally became the most worthless one.

"Yes."

Jiro Hasegawa had no complaints. He bowed respectfully, took the phone, and carefully checked the exercise route on it.

He immediately sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing.

This execution ability is simply beyond words.

Keiko Tanaka and another disciple seemed to have gotten used to it. They remained calm and watched coldly from the side.

……

-

Silent all night.

The weather was pretty good. The sun came out, a rare occurrence. The dawn light illuminated the earth, but there was not a trace of warmth.

The temperature has dropped drastically during this period. A few weeks ago, I felt hot even wearing short sleeves, but now I feel cold even wearing a down jacket.

The snow on the mountain melted and it became even colder.

It's just the beginning of winter, and the twelfth month hasn't even arrived yet, but the snow on the top of the mountain is already a finger thick. It seems that this winter will be really colder than in previous years.

After breakfast, Chen Yang took the cobra up the mountain and, under its guidance, searched for the place where it had discovered the fire jade ore.

After going up the mountain, Chen Yang went to the palm tree slope and took a look at the grave of his ancestor.

The cement sealing the door has dried.

There were incense and candles burning in front of the grave, and a few apples were offered.

There were still some remnants of paper money that had just been burned.

Has anyone come here to worship the ancestors?
Chen Yang was a little surprised.

The incense and candles haven't burned out yet, and it seems that the person has just left not long ago.

I climbed to the top of the hill and looked around, but saw no one.

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows.

According to the custom in the village, after an old person passes away, they will worship him on the seventh day. The first seventh day for the old ancestor has just passed two or three days, and the second seventh day has not yet arrived. Who would come to worship him today?
Moreover, we went up the mountain so early?
I was puzzled, but didn't think much about it.

Maybe he was an old friend of my ancestor who was not notified at the time and now knows he has passed away, so he rushed to pay his respects?

This kind of thing is actually very common.

He cleared the snow in front of the grave, then left the palm tree slope and headed south.

Going south from the Palm Hill, we walked along the mountain ridge for five or six miles, passed through a large tract of dense forest, and arrived at a place called Xiaodiaoya.

There is no road ahead.

What appeared in front of us was a cliff about fifty or sixty meters high. Below the cliff was a platform, and then a slope covered with weeds, all the way to the bottom of the mountain, with a drop of two to three hundred meters.

This is the southern edge of Daqishan Mountain.

Looking around, the picture was a little gray under the sunlight. In the distance below the mountain, there was a small river winding through. On the other side of the river, there were several low hills. Behind the hills, farther away, there stood a big mountain.

The mountain is majestic, with four high peaks visible. The peaks have wide eaves and the vegetation is extremely lush, as if it is holding four plates.

Sipan Mountain.

Another branch of Emei Mountain, and also the mountain closest to the main peak of Emei Mountain.

To its west, at most forty miles away, is the majestic Emei Mountain.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance.

It doesn't seem far from here, but it is actually twenty or thirty miles away.

It is said that my great-grandfather fought Ding Huanchun there.

Chen Yang watched from afar, his gaze not withdrawing for a long time.

"hiss!"

At this time, a fiery red snake head emerged from Chen Yang's collar.

It was the red cobra that had given birth to spiritual perception.

It was also looking at the Sipan Mountain opposite, spitting out words from its mouth.

The faint spiritual power was telling Chen Yang that they were migrating from the opposite mountain.

A few months ago, a rainstorm and mountain torrents washed them down from the mountain. They floated along the river to the foot of Daqishan Mountain, running around aimlessly, and finally came to Jiapigou Village in a daze. Late one night, they moved into Chen Guoqiang's new house in the fort.

Chen Yang touched his forehead.

I feel a little annoyed. If you had told me it was Sipan Mountain earlier, I would have driven there directly.

It forced me to climb mountains and hide in the woods.

But this cannot be blamed on the snake. It has such limited sensitivity, how could it know about Sipan Mountain and Wupan Mountain?

It’s twenty or thirty miles away!

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and decided to go back and drive.

I immediately and decisively returned.

Passing by the palm tree slope, Chen Yang suddenly stopped.

He looked at the offerings in front of the ancestor's grave.

He seemed to have thought of something, and a sudden idea flashed through his mind.

Today seems to be the seventh day after Duan Qiuping’s death?
Yes, she died three days later than our grandfather. Today is the tenth day after our grandfather’s death, which happens to be Duan Qiuping’s seventh day.

The incense and candles in front of the grave are almost burned out.

Chen Yang's expression changed slightly.

Could this be a place to pay tribute to Duan Qiuping?
impossible!
But then, Chen Yang ruled out this possibility.

Duan Qiuping died here, and he was the only one who knew it. It was impossible for anyone else to know.

Even Huang Daolin and the others only knew that Duan Qiuping was dead. Chen Yang had never told anyone where she died or where her body was.

Moreover, Duan Qiuping's body turned into ashes in the first moment.

……

Chen Yang took a deep breath, took out a set of incense and candles from the system warehouse, lit them in front of the grave, and burned some paper money.

Since it's the seventh day after her death, and he happened to be there, he might as well burn some for her, to prevent her from becoming a wandering ghost and haunting him.

Although I am not superstitious, I just want peace of mind.

"Grandma, you are really pitiful. It's already the seventh day, and no one knows about it..."

"Who told you to do so many bad things and harm your own son? In the end, there's no one to break the fire pot for you. You've cut off your own escape route."

"I don't know if the old grandfather has forgiven you. If you have another chance to be a human being in your next life, you should just be a good person."

Chen Yang sighed, and when the yellow paper burned out, he turned and left.

A gust of wind blew by, and the paper ashes in front of the grave were blown all over the sky.

……

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Lingjiang County, Riverside Hotel.

"Master, this technique is so powerful..."

In the room, Jiro Hasegawa's face was full of surprise.

In just one night, he mastered all the practice routes of this technique, and his physical strength increased by at least one level.

He had just entered the spiritual realm with an eighth-grade physique, but overnight, he was promoted to the ninth grade and was not far from the tenth grade.

Keiko Tanaka and others were also extremely excited at this moment.

It's just the first chapter, but there has been such a huge improvement. This method is definitely super powerful.

Cultivation is from the shallow to the deep. The first chapter is so powerful, and the next two chapters will be even stronger.

Hiroki Kitahara said nothing. He first checked Jiro Hasegawa's physical condition.

It was confirmed that what he said was correct, and his injuries seemed to have recovered a lot.

Indeed, at least it is an advanced skill.

Since his disciple had already tried it and found no problem with the technique, he had no worries and immediately began to practice according to the technique's instructions.

His realm was already very high, and his physique had reached the 50th level limit of the spiritual realm, so naturally he cultivated faster than Hasegawa Jiro.

By almost noon, Hiroki Kitahara had finished his training.

There were strange colors in his eyes.

My physical fitness, which hadn't improved for many years, actually improved?

Since he entered the spiritual realm more than ten years ago, his spirit, energy and soul have reached the peak of the spiritual realm, and his mental strength and physical strength have both reached the 50th level. From then on, no matter how he practiced, he could not make any progress.

But now, the first chapter of this technique actually allowed him to surpass this shackles, and his physique broke through to level 51. At this time, he couldn't help but think.

So, I haven’t been able to break through for all these years. Is it because my body is not strong enough?
What is the principle behind this magical skill of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head that helps to condense the three flowers?
Strengthen your body and break through with force?
It is possible!
His eyes were restrained. No matter what, just looking at this first set of exercises, it was indeed extremely profound, and the route of practicing was so unique that it was hard to imagine.

He had seen many martial arts, but few could compare with this one.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

No matter what, I must obtain this skill.

"Mr. Ding!"

Kitahara Hiroki looked towards Ding Sijiang who was standing in the corner and said, "How is the money going? I hope this technique will appear in my hands today."

Ding Sijiang was a little embarrassed.

Six hundred million!

His family was only willing to pay 300 million, so it seemed he had to pay the remaining 300 million out of his own pocket.

What he said last night had offended Hiroki Kitahara. Even if he paid the money now, he probably wouldn't get anything good out of it.

Looking back, he really regretted it.

If he had known earlier that he shouldn't have mentioned the money, wouldn't it have been better if he had just paid the money quietly?
At least Kitahara Hiroki can owe him a favor.

"senior!"

Ding Sijiang said quickly, "Don't worry, senior. The money is ready. You can trade with her anytime..."

A strange look flashed in Kitahara Hiroki's eyes, "Then what are you waiting for, Keiko, go with him and get the technique back..."

At this point, he paused, stood up, and said, "Forget it, I'll go there myself!"

The matter was of great importance, and he could not trust anyone else, not even his own disciples. It would be safer for him to go into battle himself.

To avoid unnecessary trouble!

……

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Sipan Mountain.

This mountain is located in Shao'e City.

Chen Yang drove along the village road of Huangjia Village, entered the territory of Shao'e City, got on the Eya Dajian Road, and went up along the river. After twenty or thirty miles, he arrived at the foot of Sipan Mountain.

There is a village at the foot of the mountain called Hongshi Village.

There is a road behind the village that leads to the reservoir in the front mountain.

The reservoir is halfway up the mountain.

It is really rare to build a reservoir on the mountain.

Chen Yang drove directly to the reservoir.

Look around.

The reservoir should be several acres in size. The water surface is green and very calm. Many water birds are flying back and forth on the water, occasionally creating a few ripples.

There are many fishermen standing or sitting on the shore.

Sipanshan Reservoir? Was it here that my great grandfather once fought with Ding Huanchun?
Unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, decades have passed and the place has changed drastically. There is no trace of its past left.

The sun shines on the water, making it sparkle.

There is a road leading up the mountain beside the reservoir. Chen Yang reminisced for a while beside the reservoir and then walked straight up the mountain.

"Hey, boy!"

As soon as I reached the mountain pass, I heard a shout.

Chen Yang looked back.

There was a simple grocery store next to the reservoir, and an old man who looked to be in his sixties was looking at him.

The two men's eyes met, and the old man said, "Are you going up the mountain? The snow is melting on the mountain, it's very dangerous!"

Chen Yang smiled and said, "I'm not going up the mountain, I'm just taking a walk..."

Of course, he wouldn't take other people's kindness as an insult.

"Just walk around the front mountain, don't go deep into the mountains. There were several heavy rains this summer, and there were landslides everywhere. Not many people walk on the road in the front mountain, and many places are covered with moss..."

The old man took out a bamboo stick from behind the cabinet. "It's safer to carry a stick with you. If your feet slip, you can use it to stick them. If you encounter wild animals, you can also protect yourself..."

As he spoke, he walked towards Chen Yang and handed the stick to Chen Yang.

The bamboo stick, which was almost two meters long, was quite sturdy and easy to use. Chen Yang said, "What kind of wild beast is on this mountain?"

"Hey, there are so many of them, mountain cats, wild dogs, blind bears, monkeys, leopards, and yellow foxes. There are so many of them. Now that it's snowing in the mountains, many wild animals can't find food, so they're running around all over the mountains. If you accidentally run into one and don't have anything to protect yourself, it's really dangerous."

The old man said as he handed over a QR code.

"What... does this mean?" Chen Yang raised his eyebrows.

The old man pointed at the bamboo stick with a kind smile on his face, "Small business, twenty yuan..."

Chen Yang's face was full of black lines.

He thought the old man was really so enthusiastic and kind, but it turned out that he was just trying to sell something.

The old man saw his expression change and said, "I still have a hatchet and a machete..."

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, took out his phone, and paid him twenty yuan, "Uncle, I want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?"

Since other people spent money, he certainly couldn't be unhappy. Instead, the old man relaxed his brows and smiled happily.

Chen Yang said, "I heard that there is an Iron Elephant Temple on Sipan Mountain. I wonder where it is?"

The eighteen clay sculptures that concealed the [Emei Body Tempering and Qigong] came from the Tiexiang Temple in Sipan Mountain. Chen Yang happened to be here this time, so he wanted to take a look at the Tiexiang Temple.

"Iron Elephant Temple?"

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and pointed to the direction of the mountain to Chen Yang, "Follow this road up the mountain and you will reach Tiexiang Peak. Tiexiang Temple is halfway up the Tiexiang Peak. However, there is no one there anymore, and it is in a very dilapidated state. What are you going there for? That place is deserted and very eerie..."

"Just take a look. I like adventure..."

There was no need to explain to him at all. Chen Yang asked again, "Why is there no one in Tiexiang Temple when it was fine?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "I'm not sure. It's been many years. When Tiexiang Temple was still there, there were still some worshippers. Then I don't know what happened. All the monks in the temple ran away overnight. After that, there was no one left in Tiexiang Temple..."

"Oh."

Chen Yang nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

His main purpose for coming to Sipan Mountain this time was the mineral veins, and Tiexiang Temple was just a by-product.

"Young man, did you bring any food?"

The old man stretched his neck, and it seemed that he wanted to sell something to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang quickly waved his hands to indicate that he didn't need it, and walked up the mountain path amid the old man's repeated requests to stay.

……

The mountain path in the front mountain has been repaired, with neatly arranged stone slabs, winding towards the top of the mountain.

It must have been a long time since anyone walked this road, as the stone steps were covered with moss and were very slippery.

Because the weather was cold, the higher we went, the colder it got. Ice gradually formed on the stone steps, making the road even more slippery.

Even though Chen Yang was very good at Qinggong, he still walked very carefully, for fear of falling down.

When he came to a deserted place, he simply went into the woods, used his Flying Swallow Kung Fu, climbed to the top of a tree, and climbed up by stepping on the treetops.

It's much faster than taking the main road.

After about half an hour, we finally reached Tiexiang Peak.

Following the guidance of the cobra, it seems that its destination is also on the Iron Elephant Peak.

In a mixed wood forest halfway up Tiexiang Peak, Chen Yang saw Tiexiang Temple.

The temple was built on a vacant lot in the woods, surrounded by a circle of walls. It looked larger than Jianfeng Temple.

The temple gate was tightly closed, with a large hole in it. A large lock was hung on the door, wrapped with several circles of rusted iron chains, which seemed a bit redundant.

There were fallen leaves everywhere and it looked quite run-down.

It must have been a long time since anyone has lived here. The light in the woods is dim and the atmosphere is chilly, giving people the feeling of being in a haunted temple in the mountains.

Since he was passing by, Chen Yang of course had to go in and take a look.

Who knows if there are any good things left in this temple.

After all, the eighteen clay sculptures containing the secret manuals of magical skills were found from here.

I heard from that thief Ge Jun that he had visited this place at the beginning of this year.

Chen Yang climbed over the wall easily.

The temple was covered with rotten leaves. There were only a dozen or so houses, and the walls were very mottled. Many doors and windows were broken, and only spider webs were swaying in the wind.
There were one or two temples whose walls had collapsed, leaving only a wooden frame and a pile of tiles on the roof, which was crumbling.

They are all dangerous buildings now.

No one knew what kind of Buddha or Bodhisattva was enshrined in the main hall. The golden clay statue had not been maintained and had long been in disrepair. Its staring eyes were really scary.

Chen Yang turned on the radar and walked around the entire yard.

I don't know how many people have visited this place, so how could there be anything valuable left here?

We walked around the temple and searched everywhere, using radar to scan the ground below, but found nothing.

Indeed, one cannot hold out too much hope.

(End of this chapter)