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

Chapter 749 The identity of the wandering master, and the oriole behind?

Upon hearing Chen Yang's question, Xuan Jing and Zhou Mingyuan exchanged a glance but both shook their heads.

"Not you?"

Chen Yang was somewhat taken aback.

If Xuanjing and Zhou Mingyuan didn't kill the wandering monk, then who did?
Yuan Ming and the others?

Chen Yang looked towards the valley entrance, but Yuan Ming and the others remained there the whole time and never came in.

Obviously, it couldn't be Yuan Ming and his group either.

Who else could it be?
Did this wandering monk take his own life?
Zhou Mingyuan said, "When the Five Witches leave the camp, the earth shakes and the sky trembles. If they don't return to their positions after three horn calls, they will surely return with blood and evil spirits. The horn call just now probably means that a master is trying to subdue the Witches!"

"Suppress the evil spirits?"

Chen Yang was taken aback upon hearing this. He looked around and asked, "All the rabid soldiers in this valley have been dealt with. Where else can we find rabid soldiers to subdue?"

That being said, Chen Yang did hear the horn sound with his own ears just now.

Indeed, this is the clarion call for the Duan Gong lineage to subdue the rampant.

Chen Yang originally thought it was this wandering master who sounded the horn, but now it seems that this is probably not the case.

This wandering monk died under very strange circumstances.

Xuanjing said, "There are two or three hundred rampaging soldiers in the valley. Your horde of bone-eating beetles can't eat that many, and Sangjie's fire can't burn that many either. I estimate that at most half of them have been lost..."

They had just looked around and, including the twenty or thirty that Chen Yang had just killed, the number of these rampaging soldiers who had lost was at most two hundred.

Although some were burned and some were eaten by insects, the fire and insect bites would leave traces, and they had a rough idea of ​​how many were eliminated in total.

The numbers don't match; there are at least a hundred less rampaging soldiers.

Combined with the horn that had just appeared, and the death of the wandering monk before them.

They probably had a guess that some powerful figure from the Legalist sect had appeared just now and summoned away some of the rampaging soldiers while they were fighting with Sanjay.

Seeing his troops being taken away by others, the wandering master was certainly unwilling and clashed with the other party. Unfortunately, he was unable to defeat the other party and was instead wiped out.

This reasoning is logical.

Regardless, a powerful figure must have appeared in the shadows just now.

This person must also be a highly skilled practitioner of the Five Witches Technique. Although the wandering master in front of us was seriously injured by Chen Yang earlier, his strength should not be underestimated. This person was able to kill him, so his cultivation level must be quite high.

Chen Yang extended the radar coverage to a distance of over 300 meters, barely covering the area outside the valley; there was nowhere else to find anything.

His spiritual power then reached out, but it was destined to be in vain, and he quickly withdrew it.

Zhou Mingyuan and Xuan Jing had already used their primordial spirits to track it, which was faster and wider than Chen Yang's spiritual power, but they still couldn't find anything.

Xuan Jing took a deep breath and called Yuan Ming and the others in to search the valley.

At this moment, the rain gradually stopped, but the fire in the Corpse Eye Pool was still burning.

The fire that Sangjie set was of unknown origin; it seemed to be fueled by Yin energy, and it wouldn't stop until all the Yin energy in the pool was burned away.

The group collected the remains of the rabid soldiers and threw them all into the Corpse Eye Pool to burn.

These rampaging soldiers possessed an overwhelming amount of malevolent energy, almost enough to ignite at the slightest touch, yet they were indeed quite powerful enough to burn for an unknown duration.

Xuanjing and the others showed no intention of putting out the fire.

If these malevolent energies are not dealt with, they may cause trouble in the future. It would be better to burn them.

……

After the scene was cleared, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, but it was still dark.

Chen Yang checked the time; it was already past 7 p.m.

Before we knew it, this fight had lasted for so long.

The group withdrew from the valley and began their descent down the mountain.

This trip to the mountains was a complete success.

All three wandering warriors were dealt with, and Sanjay was also successfully captured.

The only thing that made them uneasy was the last few horns that sounded. Who exactly killed that wandering master who was undergoing tribulation?
Along the way, Chen Yang and Xuan Jing discussed this issue.

Xuan Jing and Zhou Mingyuan both believed that such a person existed.

This person is hiding in the shadows, and their strength should not be underestimated.

It could be a highly respected figure in the Dharma, or it could be a wandering master.

A fourth wandering master besides the three wandering masters.

As for which possibility is more likely, they couldn't say.

In any case, whichever the possibility is, it is a considerable threat to them.

In the mountains and forests, dew was everywhere, and everyone's clothes were soaked.

During the day, the group was large, with more than 30 people, but now there are only a dozen or so left.

All those people from the Divine Fire Sect are dead, not one of them is left.

More than ten disciples of the Divine Fire Sect at the Spirit Realm were all sacrificed by Sangjie, including Sangjie himself.

It's truly heartbreaking.

Although these people may have deserved to die, they were still living, breathing human beings.

Yuanming and the others walked behind, chanting the Rebirth Mantra as they went, to help the departed souls find peace.

Chen Yang said, "I fought with that wandering master who was undergoing tribulation earlier. He used the 'Turning Altar Spell' and called himself Wang Xuance. Master, Elder Zhou, have you heard of this person?"

Although the three wandering spirits have been eliminated, their specific identities remain unknown to them.

Chen Yang only knew one name: Wang Xuance. He had heard the wandering monk chanting the incantation of overturning the altar during their fight.

This person could use the "Turning Altar Spell," and in his lifetime he should have been a Duan Gong cultivator from the Meishan lineage under the Fajiao Wumen. He was quite powerful and should have had a certain reputation.

Xuan Jing is nearly two hundred years old, and Old Zhou should be even older. Naturally, he has more experience than Chen Yang, and he may have heard of him.

"Wang Xuance?"

Upon hearing this, both of them thought about it carefully.

Old Zhou said, "More than a hundred years ago, the Duan Gong lineage had four major surnames: Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao..."

"As the saying goes, 'Southern Wang, Northern Zhang, Eastern Li, Western Zhao,' referring to the Wang family of Southern Fujian, the Zhang family of Northern Hunan, the Li family of Dongshan, and the Zhao family of Western Sichuan. These four families are all inheritors of the Legalist and Witchcraft tradition, and are the leading figures of the Duan Gong lineage. Among them, the Zhao family of Western Sichuan is now the Zhao family of Luoshan, but the Zhao family has declined over the past hundred years and is not as good as it used to be..."

"You said this person is named Wang Xuance, perhaps he's from the Wang clan of Southern Fujian. The Wang clan of Southern Fujian inherits the Meishan doctrine of the Fajiao sect. I once knew a friend from the Wang clan of Southern Fujian named Wang Xuangan, but unfortunately he died many years ago. This person's name is similar to my friend's, so I think he's most likely a member of the Xuan generation of the Wang family of Southern Fujian..."

At this point, Old Zhou looked at Xuan Jing and asked, "Master, do you know anything about the Wang family of Southern Fujian?"

"Know something."

Xuan Jing nodded. "The Wang family of Minnan is now a prominent family. I happen to know someone in the Wang family, also of the Xuan generation, named Wang Xuantong. He entered the Creation Realm more than eighty years ago. He came to Emei a few years ago and I met him once. He was only in the middle stage of the Creation Realm. At that time, I saw that he already had some signs of old age on him. I was afraid that he had no hope of breaking through in this life. I don't know if he is still alive now. If I calculate, he should be more than 180 years old now. He should have reached the lifespan limit of the Creation Realm."

Chen Yang said, "Master should have a way to contact the Wang family of Southern Fujian, right? Whether this Wang Xuance is a member of the Wang family of Southern Fujian should be easy to find out by asking."

Xuan Jing nodded slightly, then turned to Liu Jianguo and said, "Xiao Liu, I'll leave this matter to you to investigate. There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Liu Jianguo was quite old, but in front of Xuan Jing, he was still a junior among juniors, and it didn't seem strange for her to call him "Little Liu".

"It should be fine, I'll come down and check," Liu Jianguo quickly replied.

This was not a difficult task for him.

Now that we know the name, as long as the name is correct, he will definitely leave a mark on history. Regardless of whether he is a member of the Minnan Wang family, it will not be difficult for the association to find out his life story.

At this moment, Xuan Jing looked at Tong Chuan, who was following behind Liu Jianguo, and asked, "Master Tong, have you ever heard of Wang Xuance?"

Tong Chuan was lost in thought when Xuan Jing called his name. He snapped out of his reverie and shook his head repeatedly, "It seems I haven't heard of it."

Xuan Jing raised an eyebrow. "These wandering masters wouldn't appear in Dawa Mountain for no reason. They might really have some connection with your Tong family ancestors. You said you were going back to check the clan records, but did you check them and find anything?"

Tong Chuan shook his head sheepishly, "I spent half the night last night searching through the clan records, but I didn't find anything suspicious. However, there's a lot of information left by our ancestors, and I haven't read it all, so... well, I'll take a closer look when I get back..."

But it's unclear whether he genuinely didn't know, or whether he knew something but deliberately concealed it.

Xuan Jing didn't elaborate, but said directly, "Now, these three wandering spirits have been dealt with, but that doesn't mean the hidden dangers have been completely eliminated. There might still be dangers in these mountains. If we don't find out the origins of these wandering spirits, something might happen again in the future. Don't take any chances. Actually, we don't necessarily have to find out the truth. The key is to be responsible for the lives of hundreds of people in your Tongjia'ao..."

Tong Chuan naturally understood Xuan Jing's meaning.

We're trying to help you. If you don't help yourself, if you know something but refuse to share it, how can you expect others to help you?
"Master, rest assured, I will carefully review the clan's records after I return. If any of you are interested, our Tong family's library is open to the public, and you are all welcome to visit and consult the records..." Tong Chuan said hurriedly.

To gain everyone's trust, he even opened up the Tong family's library. Chen Yang was somewhat surprised.

He had heard that the Tong family had a library with a vast collection of books, many of which were even rarer than those in the Ganshan Guild's library, making them unique surviving examples.

The reason why the Tong family became a family of treasure hunters, and why most of the family members are knowledgeable and have a thorough understanding of many treasures, is largely due to the Tong family's library.

The Tong family has always prohibited outsiders from entering this library, but Tong Chuan has broken the family rules. He understands the situation: if the You Shi incident cannot be resolved perfectly, the Tong family will indeed be unable to eat or sleep in peace.

Xuan Jing listened but didn't offer any opinion. Who has the time to help you check the clan records?

However, the Tong family's library is worth a visit.

……

The group arrived at the eastern cliff, the entrance to the road leading down the mountain.

Chen Yang checked the time; it was just past 8:30.

Judging by the time, Qiangba should have already encountered the Gu God Cult members, right?
He immediately communicated with the weasel king through the Mountain Seal.

A moment later, Chen Yang came to Xuan Jing's side and whispered a few words in her ear.

Xuan Jing nodded slightly, whispered a few words of advice, and then led everyone down the mountain.

Chen Yang was left alone at the Dongya intersection.

After watching everyone leave, Chen Yang headed towards the north cliff.

……

Mount Dawa is surrounded by cliffs on all sides, with a straight drop of two to three thousand meters. It is the second largest table mountain in the world, and its reputation is well-deserved.

There are only two paths to the top of the mountain. One is on the east cliff, which is the path Chen Yang and his group took. The other is on the north cliff. Both paths are extremely steep and dangerous.

Even with cultivation, one must be extremely careful going up and down the mountain, especially since it had just rained heavily, and the road was slippery in the dark. If an accident were to happen and one were to fall, even a Dao True Realm cultivator would likely be shattered to pieces.

Half an hour later, Chen Yang arrived at the North Cliff. Looking down, he saw only darkness and thick fog, making it impossible to see the bottom.

The road here is even more dangerous than the one on the East Cliff.

Chen Yang took a deep breath and immediately used his wall-climbing technique to walk down the steep cliff face.

It's fortunate that this is a desolate mountain wilderness where no one saw it; otherwise, it would have been mistaken for a ghost or a deity.

About ten minutes later, Chen Yang arrived at the foot of the north cliff of Dawa Mountain.

There is a slope here, and on the slope is a mixed forest. This side of the northern cliff of Dawa Mountain is already within the territory of Ya City and is no longer under the jurisdiction of Luoshan.

Passing through the mixed forest, a river flows from the foot of the mountain, and about a mile north of the mixed forest, the river forms a large bend.

Moon Bay.

That's what the locals call this place. Across from Moon Bay, there are also dense forests. A little further north, there is a village called Moon Village.

It was only a little past nine o'clock at night, and you could still see the direction of Moon Village in the distance, with some houses having lights on.

It rained heavily all afternoon, and the river overflowed, with the water level reaching the roadside.

The turbid river water churned and flowed eastward, eventually joining the Jinsha River a few kilometers away.

There was no moon tonight, and the entire Moon Bay was pitch black. On a flat area by the river, Qiangba sat on a rock, pounding the ground with an iron pestle in his hand, panting heavily.

A person was lying face down in front of him.

An elderly man dressed simply with gray hair.

He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and was rather thin. He lay on the ground with his face turned to one side, his eyes wide open, having long since lost their sparkle.

It had already lost its breath and seemed to be a corpse.

Qiangba sat in front of the corpse, panting heavily. He stared at the flowing water in the river ahead, his expression somewhat blank and bewildered.

what happened?
My head hurts so much, what's wrong? I can't remember.
He frowned and pounded his temples, feeling as if he had forgotten something, as if some force was preventing him from thinking.

Who is this person lying on the ground?

Was it me who killed it?
At this moment, Qiangba felt his thoughts were extremely confused.

Not far away, on a tree, a small white snake quietly watched him.

Qiangba seemed to notice and turned his head to look over.

The man and the snake locked eyes.

Qiangba's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was about to make a move when he heard footsteps coming from the roadside.

somebody is coming.

Qiangba suddenly became alert and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the footsteps were coming.

Then a young man came out.

It's him.

Qiangba's pupils suddenly contracted as memories flooded back like a tidal wave.

"It's you? Dingyang, what did you do to me?"

He remembered, he remembered everything.

It was him, the guy right in front of me. He used his eye technique to hypnotize himself.

He ended up here in a daze, got into a fight in a daze, and even killed the person in front of him.

This person...

Was the person he killed a member of the Gu God Cult?

Good heavens, what have I done?
They were going to make a deal with the Gu God Cult, but they ended up killing the buyer. If their master finds out, will they have any chance of survival?

Thinking of this, and of his master's ruthless methods, Qiangba shuddered. Then, a surge of murderous intent rose within him. His eyes glared at Chen Yang like a bloodthirsty black bear, wishing he could chew Chen Yang up and swallow him whole.

"You son of a bitch, you've ruined my life!"

Enraged, Qiangba disregarded everything and grabbed the iron pestle to strike Chen Yang.

"Shh!"

Before Chen Yang could even make a move, a beam of blood-red light shot out.

"Oh!"

Qiangba was sent flying backward at an even faster speed.

He crashed heavily to the ground, the iron pestle fell to the side, and he died without even straightening up.

A small flame leaped up from his chest, lingered for a moment, but did not go far.

Chen Yang didn't even have to do anything; the small flame went out on its own.

Qiangba's life flame was controlled by his master Sangjie. Now that Sangjie is dead, Qiangba's life flame has nowhere to go.

It can't possibly fly all the way back to the western frontier.

"squeak!"

Old Huang caught the little white snake, held the box, darted out of the woods, and jumped onto Chen Yang's shoulder.

Chen Yang put away the box, went to Qiangba's side, kicked his corpse aside, and turned over the corpse of the person lying next to him.

An old man, his face covered in mud, his eyes lifeless, looked completely unfamiliar; I had never seen him before.

Old Huang said that two people came.

The two didn't appear until almost 8:30. The one who died had the cultivation of the late stage of the Spirit Realm, while the other was stronger, with the cultivation of the mid-stage of the Creation Realm.

Qiangba was hypnotized by Chen Yang's pupil technique and carried out Chen Yang's orders, directly engaging in combat with the other party.

In the fierce battle, the late-stage Spirit Realm cultivator was killed by Qiangba, while the mid-stage Creation Realm cultivator was also injured but managed to escape.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Lao Huang didn't make a move; he simply let Qiangba handle it alone.

This guy is definitely a force to be reckoned with.

That mid-stage Creation Realm cultivator was deliberately let go by Old Huang.

In this way, the matter of stealing the Heavenly Pearl no longer exists. From the perspective of the Gu God Sect, it was the people of the Divine Fire Sect who were dishonest, taking the money but not delivering the goods, and even killing members of the Gu God Sect.

It might even incite conflict between the Gu God Sect and the Divine Fire Sect.

(End of this chapter)