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

Chapter 664 Human soul, his name is Chen Antai!

The thunder was rolling away, and although there was still occasional lightning, it no longer fell towards the mountain.

The rain seemed to have overdrawn and it soon became lighter.

The might of heaven dissipated, and the dangerous sense of oppression was swept away.

“Is this a success or a failure?”

Chen Yang asked, is the heavenly thunder in the Daozhen realm so simple?
How many times did he chop it? Was it only half an hour?

"I'm afraid it failed."

Huang Daolin sighed.

Failed?
Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat. He had seen many people transcending tribulations, both in the Creation Realm and the Dao Truth Realm, but this was the first time he had encountered someone failing halfway through.

Previously, Li Changsheng’s situation ended just as it began because of his intervention.

This made him think for a time that although the heavenly tribulation was terrifying, overcoming it was not as difficult as the legend said.

Until now, when Huang Daolin told him that the mysterious and unknown existence on the mountain had failed to survive the tribulation, he still couldn't recover for a while.

Huang Daolin shook his head and sighed, spiritual practice is so cruel, if heaven wants to take you away, you can’t stop it, if you try to take shortcuts, your life or death is unpredictable.

In just a moment, all your cultivation returns to heaven and earth, and no one even knows what you are, as if you have never existed in this world.

Huang Daolin retracted his gaze, closed his Dharma Eyes, and turned to Chen Yang, "How is Tong Xin?"

Chen Yang came back to his senses and said, "He is unconscious, but it shouldn't be a big problem. A lot of heavenly thunder energy has accumulated in his body, and some of it has been absorbed by the Sanjiao Gate. I just don't know if his divine consciousness can be tempered..."

"Well, it's good that you're okay. It doesn't matter whether the divine thought succeeds or not. There will be opportunities in the future."

Huang Daolin returned to the room and examined Tong Xin as well.

This thing on the mountain is really harmful to people.

If you want them to help you overcome the calamity, why not just contact them directly? Instead, they did this secretly without even giving us a heads up.

If they hadn't realized that something was taking advantage of the opportunity to survive, Tong Xin would have been in great danger.

It was almost twelve o'clock, Huang Daolin opened the window and looked out.

The rain gradually stopped, only the wind was still blowing, with occasional lightning, but no thunder could be heard.

"I'll go up the mountain and take a look."

The thunder tribulation has passed, and the thing on the mountain failed to survive the tribulation. Huang Daolin was curious about what exactly it was.

"I'll go as well."

Chen Yang got up and followed him out. With the eight-winged centipede looking after the house, he was not worried that anything would happen to Tong Xin.

Huang Daolin didn't say much, and the old man and the young man quickly went towards the back mountain.

……

Dog climbing rocks.

The scene was in a mess, the cliff was charred, and the iron wires had melted and were scattered everywhere.

The two of them looked down the cliff. Although the thunder had passed, they were still a little frightened when they thought of the scene just now.

Quickly climbed to the top of the cliff.

The situation on the top of the cliff was even worse. The scaffolding that Chen Yang and his team had built had long been blown away, and even the ground was pitch black with no grass growing. The air was filled with a strong smell of burning.

The bamboo pole had long been blown to pieces. The so-called lightning rod was simply a piece of cake in the face of absolute strength.

There was still a lot of thunder element energy remaining in the air. Standing on the cliff, I felt my skin was numb and my hair was standing on end.

Mental power was greatly affected by the chaotic energy field. Chen Yang turned on the radar and explored around, but found nothing.

He had a vague feeling that a pair of eyes were staring at him, and there seemed to be a third person nearby.

However, the surroundings were silent, not even a sound of insects, let alone people, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

He looked towards Huang Daolin.

Huang Daolin looked serious and opened his Dharma eyes.

A golden light flashed in his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, Huang Daolin's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly pulled Chen Yang back a few steps.

"what happened?"

Chen Yang didn't understand why, but his heart began to feel uneasy.

There is nothing in front, what could be there?
Huang Daolin ignored him and just stared straight ahead.

Only one or two meters away from where they had just stood, there was a ball of green light floating faintly, and it seemed to have condensed into the shape of a person, but it was unclear what it looked like.

The figure swayed in the wind, as if it would disappear at any time.

The phantom's mouth was moving, as if it was saying something, but it was as if the phone was muted, and there was no sound at all.

Huang Daolin activated his profound skills, opened his ears, and directed his mental power towards the shadow.

"Help me... help me..."

A voice soon sounded in Huang Daolin's ears, almost like a plea.

Huang Daolin frowned slightly, with a bit of bitterness on his face, "You should have come to me earlier. Now, it's too late to say anything..."

The thunder tribulation has passed, and your nascent soul is collapsing. God has already sentenced you to death, and you are asking me to help you now. How else can I help you?
The figure in the green light quickly calmed down when he saw that Huang Daolin could hear his words. He seemed to be examining Huang Daolin.

He looked at Huang Daolin, then at Chen Yang, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uncle Lin, is that you?"

After a while, the figure in the green light spoke slowly, with a little excitement.

Huang Daolin frowned slightly.

The green figure seemed to realize something was wrong, shook his head, and smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I just saw some shadows of old friends in you..."

Huang Daolin said, "You don't have much time left. If you have any last wishes, please tell me. I will try my best to fulfill them for you..."

……

Chen Yang stood by, looked at Huang Daolin, then looked ahead, scratching his head.

Who is my uncle talking to and what are they talking about?
Not to mention, if I didn’t have some psychological endurance, this scene would be really scary.

Chen Yang could only watch and didn't dare to interrupt.

Huang Daolin chatted to the air for more than ten minutes.

"Thank you very much."

After a sigh, the green light quickly dissipated, turning into stars and floating into the air.

Huang Daolin watched the green light disappear.

Chen Yang also raised his head to look, but what could he see? He just felt like a lunatic.

"Ugh."

Huang Daolin sighed, obviously not feeling well.

"Uncle, who were you talking to just now?" Chen Yang asked hurriedly.

A ghost?

Such a thing emerged in Chen Yang's mind, and when the cold wind blew, he couldn't help but feel that the atmosphere around him was a bit gloomy.

Huang Daolin came to the place where the blue light had just stood and dug the ground with his hands for a while.

After a while, a black mass was dug out from the soil.

"Follow it!"

Huang Daolin held the thing in both hands and said to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang moved closer. The thing was as big as his fist and shiny black, like a piece of charcoal.

"What is this?" Chen Yang asked.

"Human soul."

Huang Daolin slowly uttered two words.

"Human soul?"

Chen Yang paused, his face full of question marks.

Huang Daolin said, "It's a rare medicinal ingredient."

Medicinal herbs? Human soul?
"What a weird name."

Chen Yang asked in confusion, "Just now, was it this one that underwent the tribulation?"

"Ok!"

Huang Daolin nodded, "It has another name, maybe you will be familiar with it."

"What?" Chen Yang looked at him in surprise.

"Chen Antai."

Huang Daolin said solemnly.

"What?"

Chen Yang was stunned when he heard this.

What the hell? Chen Antai? Isn't this a person's name?

Wait, Chen Antai? This name is so familiar. Wasn't the man who found the treasure of Daqi Mountain called Chen Antai?
Chen Yang looked at Huang Daolin in surprise, "Uncle?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

This is not the place to talk, Huang Daolin wiped the charcoal-like thing with his outer coat, wrapped it up directly, and then took Chen Yang down the mountain.

……

In the village, Huang Daolin’s home.

"Uncle, you just said this thing is called Chen Antai?"

"There was a man named Chen Antai in our village, but he has been dead for decades. He was from the same generation as my great-grandfather..."

"It is said that in those days..."

Also... in the main room, looking at this black, charcoal-like thing, Chen Yang felt it was a bit funny.

Huang Daolin casually placed the piece of charcoal on the incense table and lit a stick of incense.

After bowing, he turned around and said to Chen Yang, "Do you know how [Human Soul] came about?"

Chen Yang was stunned. "Didn't you say that this is a medicine?"

Since it is a medicine, it must have grown from the ground.

Chen Yang is indeed lacking in knowledge in this area. It seems that he will have to let the Three Corpse Divine Tree give him some lessons in the future.

Huang Daolin said, "Legend has it that when a person hangs himself to death, three of his souls ascend to heaven, while seven of his spirits sink to the ground. Within seven days, they condense into a medicine in the soil beneath their feet. This is the [Human Spirit], which is as black as charcoal and as hard as wood. Eating it can calm the mind."

Hang?

Chen Yang was stunned and quickly took out his cell phone to check.

You don't know until you check. Once you check, you'll be shocked to find that this medicine really exists.

The Compendium of Materia Medica records: "If a person is hanged to death, there is something like bran and charcoal under his body. If you dig it out immediately, you can get it. If you delay, it will go deeper. If you don't dig it out, you will be hanged again."

"People are formed by the two energies of yin and yang. When the soul and spirit gather, they live; when they disperse, they die. When they die, the soul rises to the sky and the spirit descends to the earth. The spirit is yin, and its essence sinks into the earth and turns into this thing."

"Grind it into water and drink it, it can calm the mind and soul, and calm fear and madness."

……

Mysterious, too mysterious.

Chen Yang digested it for a while, and he seemed to understand something. "So, this [human soul] is Chen Antai's [human soul]? Is it the Chen Antai in our village?"

Huang Daolin nodded, which was considered as his agreement.

"hiss."

Chen Yang took a breath, his interest piqued, "Did he hang himself?"

"That's not clear."

Huang Daolin shook his head. "Anyway, this [Human Soul] belongs to him. This thing can be considered a product of obsession. It should have a part of Chen Antai's memory. He has been practicing in the mountains in a daze. The green light that Tong Xin saw before was emitted by this thing..."

"Over the years, it has cultivated to this point, and it almost reached the Dao Realm. Unfortunately, it still couldn't survive this catastrophe."

"If only it had come to us earlier, maybe we could have found a way to help it get through this disaster."

……

Huang Daolin sighed with emotion.

Chen Yang asked, "Uncle, did you see him just now?"

"Ah."

Huang Daolin nodded slightly, "His newly formed soul has been shattered by the thunder, and there is no way to save him."

Chen Yang's eyes lit up slightly. "That desolate grave in the bamboo forest of Goupaiyan, could it be Chen Antai's?"

He reacted immediately.

A few days ago, Song Daneng told him that Chen Jingzong from Hong Kong Island was going back to the village to worship his ancestors and asked Song Daneng to help find his father's grave.

Maybe that desolate grave really belongs to Chen Antai.

Back then, Chen Antai relied on his treasure to become rich for a short period of time and became very successful in the provincial capital. It was said that he had five concubines. Before he was arrested, he already had three sons and one daughter.

After Chen Antai got into trouble, his family scattered. One branch of his family went to Hong Kong Island, where they made a fortune and seemed to be doing quite well. This branch was Chen Jingzong, Chen Antai's third son.

Another family went to Taiwan and settled down there.

This branch is the eldest son of Chen Antai, and is the lineage of Chen Jingbang.

But as far as Chen Yang knew, Chen Jingbang's family had a more miserable life.

Qinzhou said that Chen Jingbang had no children and was alone. When Qinzhou met him in Taiwan, he was already terminally ill. It was Qinzhou who took care of his funeral and promised to bring his and his mother's ashes back to Jiapigou for his final resting place.

The two sons, one rich and prosperous, the other poor and destitute, seemed to be just like the situation of being buried at an angle in a desolate grave, and being full and hungry at the same time.

Huang Daolin nodded slightly, confirming Chen Yang's guess.

"He left a last wish, asking me to help him find his descendants, dig up his grave and rebury him in the ancestral grave of the Chen family in Jiapigou. In return, this [Human Soul] was given to me..."

"This……"

Chen Yang paused, "It's easy to find descendants. We don't need to do anything, his descendants will come to find us..."

He told Huang Daolin about Chen Jingzong's story.

Huang Daolin nodded after listening, "If that's the case, then we really don't need to put in any effort. If appropriate, just give them some guidance, but don't make it too obvious."

"clear."

Chen Yang understood what Huang Daolin meant.

Chen Jingzong's family is a bit difficult to deal with, and Chen Yang doesn't want to have anything to do with them.

If you go to his house and say that you have found his father's grave, he will then turn the tables and say that some treasure was lost from his father's grave and you must have taken it.
How are you going to talk to them then?

Based on Chen Yang's understanding of this family, this is not impossible.

Anyway, don’t get involved in cause and effect. Just don’t get involved.

Huang Daolin said, "Tomorrow morning you go up the mountain and collect all the [Fairy Staffs] in the bamboo forest. Don't worry about the rest. Wait for his son to come and deal with it himself. Let them negotiate the matter of entering your Chen family's ancestral tomb..."

"I am just a junior, it is not my turn to speak on such matters."

Chen Yang smiled awkwardly.

No matter how awesome or powerful he is, he is just a child in front of the elders in the village, and it is really not his turn to speak in such matters.

Huang Daolin seemed to feel more relaxed. He looked at the divine case and said, "A [Human Soul] in the Dao Zhen Realm is really rare. I will try to refine a large pot of medicine later..."

"What medicine?" Chen Yang asked.

Anything that can be called a great medicine must be the best among all elixirs.

Huang Daolin smiled and said, "I don't know whether the elixir that is of great use to you and me at this level can be successful. We will know the details when the time comes."

He didn't say anything, so Chen Yang didn't ask any more questions.

……

-

the next day.

Tongxin was still drowsy, and Chen Yang went up the mountain early in the morning.

When we arrived at the bamboo forest of Goupaiyan, the dew was heavy and water was everywhere.

Last night's thunderstorm also had a significant impact on the bamboo forest.

Large areas of bamboo were broken, some exploded directly, and some were charred by electricity.

In front of the desolate grave, Chen Yang paused for a moment and bowed to the grave.

Don't be surprised if there is something strange.

You can't write two Chen characters with one stroke. Chen Antai and Chen Tongsheng are of the same generation. They can be considered as Chen Yang's great-grandfathers. They are from the same clan and have some blood relationship.

Although Chen Yang doesn't like Chen Jingzong's family, this has nothing to do with Chen Antai.

Who would have thought that the famous person of that time, Chen Erwa from Jiapigou, was buried here quietly without even a tombstone, let alone any descendants to pay homage to him.

I wonder who set the position for this round?

He had read Master Pang's diary, which recorded that the treasure of Mixiangou was hidden by Chen Antai, Master Pang, and several lay Buddhists in Panshanjie, Shu, around 1948.

In other words, Chen Antai had contact with the Panshan Realm of Shu at that time, and he should have had a good relationship with Master Pang.

So, could this trap at the grave be set up for him by Master Pang?

The [human soul] left behind by Chen Antai was cultivated through this game, and after several decades, it has actually been cultivated to this level.

He must have been instructed by an expert.

As far as Chen Yang knows, Chen Antai was arrested and died in prison, probably around 1947 or 1948.

Master Pang died in the 1960s, so in terms of time, it was indeed possible to help with his funeral affairs.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

It's been so many years, what's the point in pursuing this?

In fact, what made Chen Yang a little curious was the treasure that Chen Antai and his men had hidden back then. It was said that there were two items in the treasure, but he only got one of them.

A dragon's inner elixir that failed to transform into a dragon.

As for what the other thing was, no clues were found in Master Pang’s diary, and Chen Yang did not find it in the treasure of Mixian Gou.

This is very strange.

If the treasure had been taken by someone else first, there was no reason to leave the dragon's inner elixir to him.

Therefore, Chen Yang guessed that when they hid the treasure that year, the only thing actually hidden in Mixian Gou was the dragon's inner elixir.

There is still one treasure left, and whether it exists or not is still a question. If it exists, it has become an unsolved case after so many years. The participants at that time are probably all dead, and no one knows the inside story anymore.

After all, it has been seventy or eighty years, and the clues have long been lost.

I just don't know whether Chen Antai's [human soul] told this to his uncle last night.

……

He came behind the graveyard.

There were twenty or thirty [Immortal Staffs], many of which were blown up by thunder, and only a dozen were left standing.

Two of them had surfaces covered with diverging lightning patterns.

It was as thick as Chen Yang's arm and more than three meters tall. Only a thin layer of skin remained, which was shiny black.

"How's it going, Tree Master?"

Because this thing is dead, Chen Yang cannot get its specific information, so he still has to ask the Three Corpse Tree.

“Yes, this true heavenly thunder is really good. These two plants can barely be considered as fairy grass level, enough to be refined into three to five furnaces.” said the Three Corpses Divine Tree.

(End of this chapter)