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Chapter 751 A Massive Amount of Spiritual Power: The Tong Family Has a Big Problem!

Tongxin's Home.

When Chen Yang arrived, only Tong's mother was there.

The mother of the child was named Mu Qiuge. She was a woman in her early fifties, slightly plump, and still retained some charm. From her features, one could tell that she had been quite beautiful when she was young.

I heard she's from Nanyun, the daughter of the Mu family of Jizu Mountain, so she's considered to have some background.

The events of this period must have been a huge blow to Tongmu. Her husband, the clan chief, died inexplicably, and her son is unconscious and has been in a coma for many days, with the possibility of an accident at any time.

She and Tong Yaohui only had one son, Tong Xin. Now that Tong Yaohui is dead, she doesn't know how she will live her life if Tong Xin dies too.

These past few days, I've been crying almost every single day.

Inside the room, Tong's mother was changing Tong Xin's adult diaper. Tong Xin had been in a coma for many days, and his life was sustained only by ginseng tablets in his mouth. He relieved himself entirely in bed. Only a mother would go to such lengths for her son.

Although the ginseng slices can ensure Tongxin's body's energy supply and needs, Tongxin's mother has also been able to feel that Tongxin's condition is gradually deteriorating and his breathing is becoming weaker and weaker.

But she had no other choice but to pray silently, hoping for a miracle.

After Tong's mother finished wiping Tong's body, changing her diaper, and dressing her, she allowed Chen Yang to enter the house.

Although he was unconscious, he was still a respectable person and wouldn't let you see his unpleasant side.

"Auntie, you go and rest first, I'll stay with Tongxin for a while."

Seeing the exhaustion on Tong's mother's face, Chen Yang couldn't help but feel moved, thinking how pitiful parents are all over the world.

The mother nodded, said nothing more, and carried the basin out.

Chen Yang came to the bedside and checked on Tong Xin's condition.

Shi Ling is currently in a dormant state, completely absorbing Tong Xin's spiritual power unconsciously, to the point that his spiritual platform is exhausted. As soon as any spiritual power is generated, it will be immediately absorbed.

If this continues, it will lead to the collapse of childlike consciousness. The best outcome is becoming a living dead, and the worst outcome is death.

There seems to be no difference between the two.

The importance of mental strength to a person is self-evident; it can be transformed from essence and vital energy.

Essence transforms into Qi, and Qi transforms into Shen (spirit).

Tongxin's life is now practically hanging on by ginseng slices. Ginseng slices from century-old wild ginseng can greatly replenish the body's lost vital energy, which is transformed into essence through the physical body and then into spiritual power.

That's why Tong Xin has managed to survive until now.

Fortunately, the Tong family has a solid foundation. As a family of treasure hunters, they should be able to produce a few hundred-year-old ginseng roots.

Tong Chuan should be willing to spend money on this grandson.

However, using ginseng to prolong life is not a long-term solution.

Chen Yang didn't hesitate for long and took out the prayer wheel he had obtained from Gongbu.

This thing is also a treasure; it contains a small space.

Chen Yang penetrated the space with his divine sense; it was a small space of less than one cubic meter.

It's like a portable suitcase, filled with dzi beads.

There are five hundred of them.

Each one is filled with spiritual energy, and their quality varies. The lowest quality one has a capacity equivalent to the spiritual platform capacity of a cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Realm.

If we estimate using the system's numerical values, even the lowest quality ones contain nearly a thousand points of spiritual energy, while the highest quality ones contain more than fifty pieces with over ten thousand points.

These superior quality ones are equivalent to the spiritual platform capacity of a cultivator in the Creation Realm.

The Divine Fire Sect has kept hundreds of foreign cultivators in captivity, with the sole purpose of producing this stuff.

The spiritual power contained in this batch of dzi beads totals more than 100 million points of spiritual energy.

One million points! Chen Yang's current spiritual platform capacity is only a little over 100. In other words, he would have to empty his spiritual platform thirty times to gather this much spiritual energy.

I'm afraid even those in the late Dao Realm would have difficulty reaching 100 million points in mental strength.
Without much emotion, having already experimented before, Chen Yang skillfully took out the dzi beads one by one from the prayer wheel and gently placed them on the Yintang acupoint on Tong Xin's forehead.

As expected, a reaction occurred quickly. An energy vortex soon appeared on Tong Xin's forehead, and the energy in the dzi bead was being frantically extracted.

Kaka...

A short while later, the dzi bead shattered, and all the spiritual energy inside was absorbed.

A child's mind is like a long-dried-up sea, somewhat unsatisfied, absorbing things really fast, and leaving not a single drop behind.

In less than half a minute, a dzi bead was completely absorbed.

Chen Yang quickly added a second one, then a third one...

Five hundred dzi beads, with over 100 million points of spiritual energy, are probably comparable to the spiritual cultivation of a Celestial Realm expert. Chen Yang didn't believe that Shi Ling could be so powerful as to absorb so much spiritual energy.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The number of dzi beads decreased one by one, and when the 180th bead was used, the absorption rate began to slow down significantly.

If you were wolfing down your food before, now you're starting to chew slowly and carefully.

Chen Yang knew that Shi Ling should have eaten her fill by now.

It finally stopped after the 225th one.

When Chen Yang took another dzi bead and placed it on Tong Xin's forehead, Tong Xin's glabella no longer had any suction and no longer reacted to the dzi bead.

Shi Ling was already full.

Chen Yang roughly calculated that the 225 dzi beads consumed more than 500,000 points of spiritual energy.

The pillow was covered with fragments of shells from the damaged dzi bead.

Chen Yang directly cleaned them up and put them into the system repository.

Before I knew it, almost two hours had passed, and it was nearly one o'clock in the morning.

During this time, Tong's mother came to visit, and Chen Yang explained the situation to her. Tong's mother knew that Chen Yang was trying to save Tong Xin, and she was naturally grateful and hopeful.

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

Chen Yang called out to Shi Ling, but there was still no response.

Master Wu Lei said, "It won't be that fast. Although she has absorbed enough spiritual energy, she will definitely need time to refine it. After all, it is external spiritual energy. No matter how powerful the 'Three One Five Tooth Scripture' is, she can't use it directly. So, let's wait. She won't wake up for a while. Let's see how she is tomorrow. Maybe we'll have to replenish her spiritual energy then..."

"Ah."

Chen Yang nodded slightly, knowing that haste makes waste.

He then checked on Tong Xin's condition.

After Shi Ling finished eating, he stopped absorbing his spiritual power. After absorbing the energy of the ginseng, Tong Xin's body automatically transformed into essence, which then replenished his blood and qi, and turned into spiritual power. Finally, a sliver of sweet rain arrived in his depleted spiritual platform.

His complexion was noticeably rosier than before, and his breathing was stronger.

But he's still a ways off from waking up; he'll probably have to wait for Shi Ling to wake up first.

There's no rush; at least things are looking up.

……

As she came out of the room, her mother was still waiting outside.

"Auntie, aren't you asleep yet?" Chen Yang asked helplessly, looking at her haggard appearance.

Tong's mother looked at him hopefully, "How is Tong Xin? Is there any hope for him?"

Chen Yang could only offer words of comfort: "As it stands, there seems to be no problem. I'll come back to check on him tomorrow, and he should wake up soon."

"Really?"

Tong's mother almost burst into tears of joy, as she actually knew a little about Chen Yang.

There were rumors some time ago that the legendary doctor Xue Chonghua chose Chen Yang as his successor before he died.

Although legends are often unfounded, at this moment, the mother of the child is very willing to believe that it is true.

“He looks much better now, Auntie. You should get some rest. Don’t let him wake up and you get sick from exhaustion. I’ll come see him again tomorrow.”

"Thank you, Xiaoyang, thank you."

"Tongxin is my friend, and I certainly won't stand idly by."

Chen Yang offered a few words of comfort before taking his leave.

……

-

Silent all night.

The next day, the sun shone brightly. The bright sunshine dispelled the gloom of the previous day, and Chen Yang went to see Tong Xin again early in the morning.

As expected, Shi Ling was hungry again, so Chen Yang gave her more than forty Heavenly Pearls, which amounted to nearly 100,000 points of spiritual energy.

She's still unconscious; she's probably still processing what's happening.

However, Chen Yang could clearly feel that Tong Xin's condition had improved a lot, which meant that Shi Ling's condition was also improving rapidly.

Waking up is only a matter of time.

After leaving Tong Xin's house, Chen Yang walked towards the Tong family ancestral hall. Xuan Jing and Zhou Mingyuan wandered around the hillside behind the ancestral hall, pointing and talking in the direction of the hall.

"Master, Elder Zhou, what are you looking at?"

Chen Yang arrived at the hillside and curiously looked down the mountain.

Zhou Mingyuan beckoned Chen Yang to come to his side, "Use your Heavenly Eye to see what's special about this Tong family ancestral hall?"

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback.

Without any unnecessary words, he directly used the Observational Qi Technique, opened his Heavenly Eye, and looked down.

The Tong Family Ancestral Hall is located not far down the slope. The entire courtyard is in the shape of a round triangle. The entrance to the ancestral hall is a bit strange; it does not face outwards from the mountain, but rather faces the pass of Dawa Mountain.

He had heard Zhou Mingyuan mention the layout of the ancestral hall before; it seemed to be some kind of "White Python Devouring Evil Formation."

The layout of the entire village resembles a white python, with the ancestral hall positioned at the python's head.

Looking down from this vantage point, the village roads meander like a giant python with four legs, and the ancestral hall is indeed shaped like a python's head, especially the gate tower, which resembles the open mouth of a giant python.

Although Chen Yang didn't know what the White Python Devouring Evil Formation was used for in Feng Shui, Zhou Mingyuan was certain that the formation existed and that the Tong family must have had a master set it up.

Once the eye aperture is opened, the third eye sweeps across.

"Is there anything unusual?"

Chen Yang glanced at it, but didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

The Heavenly Eye is mainly for observing Qi (vital energy), but he didn't see any special Qi.

"Take another look." Zhou Mingyuan didn't shake it, but simply let Chen Yang look carefully.

Chen Yang did indeed examine it carefully, but still couldn't see anything unusual, which made him somewhat puzzled. "I really can't see anything, but there's a faint aura of malevolent energy swirling around the direction from the village towards the mountain..."

Chen Yang did notice something amiss with the ancestral hall itself, but he did see some problems outside it.

A faint, malevolent aura poured down from Mount Dawa, following the earth's veins towards the ancestral hall.

However, it dissipated near the ancestral hall and did not enter the village.

It's common for yin energy to appear in the mountains, so it's not particularly surprising.

Thinking of Zhou Mingyuan's description of the White Python Devouring Evil Formation, Chen Yang wondered if it was devouring the evil spirit in the mountain.

He examined it closely and realized that the malevolent energy came from deep in the mountains, originating from the earth's veins, but he didn't know where it came from.

"Your third eye needs more practice."

Hyun Jung said something from the side.

Chen Yang said awkwardly, "Master, Elder Zhou, please stop keeping us in suspense. What exactly is wrong with this ancestral hall?"

Xuan Jing didn't explain anything, but simply sent a telepathic message to Yuan Ming.

Chen Yang then saw Yuan Ming enter the ancestral hall from afar and disappear from sight.

Before long, Chen Yang saw a surge of black smoke gushing out from behind the ancestral hall, like a mushroom cloud rising from a coal mine that had exploded, engulfing the entire Tong family ancestral hall.

"This……"

Chen Yang was startled and felt a chill run down his spine.

Where did all this malevolent energy come from? What did Master Yuanming do?
This sinister aura can only be seen by those with the third eye; it is completely invisible to ordinary people, who may only feel a sense of gloom at most.

"What's going on?" Chen Yang asked hurriedly.

Xuan Jing smiled slightly, "I simply had Yuan Ming move the mountain-suppressing stele from the ancestral hall."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow.

The Tong family retrieved the mountain-suppressing stele from the mountains some time ago and kept it in the ancestral hall. On the Dragon Boat Festival, it was sent back to the mountains, but after an accident, the Tong family retrieved it again and put it in the ancestral hall once more.

"So, it was the Mountain-Suppressing Stele that suppressed the original Yin energy?" Chen Yang realized and quickly asked.

Both of them nodded.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "This White Python Devouring Evil Formation devours the evil spirits in Dawa Mountain. The source of this Yin energy is still unknown. It may come from Corpse Eye Pool and be transmitted down the mountain through the earth's veins..."

"This energy is considerable. Perhaps the Tong family produced some capable individuals who set up this scheme to ward off the evil spirits in the mountains, but..."

"But what..."

"However, this White Python Devouring Evil Formation is a formation that only allows evil energy to enter but not exit. Evil energy can enter but is difficult to leave. Over time, the accumulated yin and evil energy will increase, and this place should become an extremely yin and evil place. It's a bit puzzling that the Tong family used this place to build an ancestral hall..."

“An excessive accumulation of Yin energy can have a significant impact on people. We previously asked Tong Chuan, and this ancestral hall must have been built at least a hundred years ago. For over a hundred years, Yin energy has only entered and not exited. Logically, it shouldn't have accumulated to this extent in such a short time. Moreover, the Tong family has probably already encountered some trouble, and it wouldn't have waited until now…”

……

Chen Yang's eyes flickered slightly. "Does Elder Zhou still suspect that the Tong family has something going on?"

"It's not just a problem, it's a big problem."

Xuan Jing said, "The Tong family is skilled in the art of observing qi, so it's impossible that they couldn't see the problem with their ancestral hall. Logically speaking, if there's a problem with the ancestral hall, they should have found a way to deal with it long ago. But over the years, not only the ancestral hall, but even the layout of the village hasn't changed. Don't you think that's very strange?"

It's strange, really strange.

The Tong family's greatest skill is the art of observing qi. It's reasonable to say that the mountain-suppressing stele is suppressing this evil qi, which is understandable. However, for a long time before this, the mountain-suppressing stele was placed on Dawa Mountain, not in the Tong family ancestral hall.

"What did Grandpa Tong say?" Chen Yang asked.

"Heh, what else can I say? I know nothing about it." Xuan Jing shook her head.

Does he not know anything when asked?

How can it be?

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. "So, this old man Tong is intentionally hiding something?"

Xuan Jing remained silent, clearly acknowledging Chen Yang's statement.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "If the White Python Devouring Evil Formation in Tongjia'ao hasn't changed and has remained the same all along, then over the years, the Yin energy accumulated in the Tongjia Ancestral Hall would have long since reached a point where it could explode. But now that the ancestral hall is still intact, the whereabouts of this Yin energy is a problem..."

Indeed, energy cannot simply vanish into thin air.

The White Python Devouring Evil Formation has existed for so many years, and it's a formation that only takes in and doesn't give out. Where has all the energy it collects gone?
Xuan Jing said, "This Tong family ancestral hall is a blessed land for evil cultivators. At the same time, it would be excellent for raising wandering soldiers and troops, probably no less than the Corpse Eye Pool on the mountaintop..."

Chen Yang said, "Could it be related to Shi Ling? I heard Shi Ling say that the Tong family had enshrined it in their ancestral hall for many years. Could it be that this White Python Devouring Evil Formation was prepared by the Tong family for her..."

"Does the timing match up?" Xuan Jing asked directly.

Chen Yang paused upon hearing this, then shook his head.

This White Python Devouring Evil Formation has a history of at least a hundred years, while the feud between Shi Ling and the Tong family originated from Tong Xin's great-great-grandfather Tong Xiao, which actually happened only sixty or seventy years ago, so the timelines don't match up.

Moreover, it has been at least thirty years since Shi Ling and the Tong family broke off relations. In those thirty years, the White Python Devouring Evil Formation is still in operation. Where has the accumulated Yin energy gone?

"Have you sensed any Yin energy from Shi Ling?" Zhou Mingyuan asked.

Chen Yang shook his head again. "The aura emanating from Shi Ling is neutral and peaceful, not like that of an evil spirit."

"Isn't that right?"

Xuan Jing stroked his beard, his gaze falling on the Tong family ancestral hall below the slope. "This Tong family seems to be hiding quite a few secrets. It seems we need to have a good talk with Tong Chuan again."

……

-

Library.

In the middle of Tongjia'ao, there is a large pavilion, entirely made of wood, with four floors, each probably three or four hundred square meters.

This is the Tong family's long-standing library, containing over 100,000 books, covering everything from astronomy and geography to ancient classics. While over 100,000 books may not seem like a lot, they are certainly of high quality.

The Tong family is renowned for their treasure hunting skills. To find treasures, one must first possess the ability to discover them. The art of observing auras is only one aspect; a vast reserve of knowledge is absolutely essential.

If you don't know much, even if a treasure is right in front of you, you won't recognize it.

In a small hall on the first floor, Chen Yang, Xuan Jing, and Zhou Mingyuan found Tong Chuan.

Tong Chuan was looking up information; there were many books on the table in the hall.

(End of this chapter)