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

Chapter 789 Lai Mile: Sending an Invitation or Sending Him to His Death?

"It's simple. Cut open the tree roots, put the bottle in the water, and refine it with your true essence. The sam juice will naturally flow out."

The Three Corpse Divine Tree told Chen Yang the method.

Chen Yang had already found a porcelain bottle, and with a flick of his finger, a sword aura landed on the tree root.

However, the tree roots were surprisingly undamaged.

Not to mention wounds, not even a single root could be severed.

The Dharma body of a Celestial Being is indeed extraordinary.

Chen Yang took out the Crimson Sky Sword, poured his true essence into it, and the sword light flickered.

He cut it down with a single sword stroke.

This time, we finally managed to break through the bark of the tree roots.

Chen Yang held the bottle in one hand and placed it at the opening in the bark.

He extended his mental energy to observe the veins and pathways within the tree roots.

Chen Yang suddenly had a brilliant idea, took out the Medicine King Needle, and quickly pierced it.

He sealed off the veins through which the roots flowed back to the trunk, preventing the sap from being drawn out of the tree. Then, he used the same method to seal off the other branches of the roots with silver needles, so that the sap could only flow to the wounds.

At this moment, Chen Yang poured in his true essence to refine the tree root, and the sago juice in the root gathered towards the wound.

A thin, thick green liquid gathered at the wound, and soon condensed into a drop.

"clatter!"

It fell into the bottle that Chen Yang had prepared.

Then came the second drop, the third drop...

The wounds on the roots of the Sangmu tree were healing, but Chen Yang had to use his sword to cut them open again, constantly refining them with his true essence.

Time passed by minute by minute.

About half an hour later, no more fluid was flowing from the wound.

The tree roots seemed to have lost their vitality, withered and wrinkled, and the root hairs had become very fragile, like a piece of charred wood.

This is because the sam juice has been completely extracted.

The bottle was about half full, and Chen Yang kept counting; there were a total of 56 drops.

He quickly removed the silver needles from the main veins of the tree root that were close to the main body. Would the main body of the Sangmu tree then send new Sangmu juice into this section of the root?
If he could, he could eat his fill by guarding this tree root.

However, reality is completely different from imagination.

When Chen Yang withdrew the silver needles, the part of the tree root exposed outside the wall quickly crumbled, like a piece of rotten old wood, which soon turned into dust and fell off the wall.

"This……"

Chen Yang paused.

Just gone?
The Three Corpse Divine Tree said, "When Xu Guanghan took the mulberry juice before, he didn't take it as aggressively as you. He took a little and left a little, taking twenty or thirty drops at a time, so as not to sever the vitality of the tree roots. He would wait for it to recover for a year or two before taking it a second time. But even so, he could only take it four or five times at most before the vitality of the tree roots would still be severed..."

Chen Yang's approach is like draining the pond to catch all the fish—he only cares about the present and doesn't care about the future.

If you collect it like Xu Guanghan, taking twenty or thirty drops at a time from one tree root, and doing this four or five times, you can collect more than one hundred drops in total.

Chen Yang's method of acquisition only yielded half of the desired result.

The Three Corpse Divine Tree had already mentioned this issue to him, but Chen Yang didn't care.

He doesn't have time to wait another year or two, or even three or five years to collect it all; he wants it now.

After all, it's hard to say whether he'll still need samosa juice in a year or two, or even three or five years.

Of course, it's all about enjoying the moment.

If this one is gone, just look for the next one.

There was a hole in the wall, the tree roots were nowhere to be found, the remaining roots were quickly rotting, and the red rope and silver needles had fallen to the ground.

Chen Yang picked them up and walked out of the stone gate.

He tossed a bunch of Qi-replenishing pills to He Yuanshan and Jiang Mingqiu, which restored some of their strength, and then continued to open the stone door.

Chen Yang found an open stone chamber, sat down on the ground, took out sangmu juice, and began to cultivate the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top Divine Skill.

Anyway, with He Yuanshan and Jiang Mingqiu working hard, he can save himself trouble and worry. Once they discover new Sangmu tree roots, they will naturally come to report to him.

He had 6 drops of sambal juice left in his hand, and with what he had just obtained, he had 62 drops.

Five drops a day is considered optimal; exceeding five drops will reduce the drug's effectiveness.

……

Time flew by, and three days passed.

Over the course of three days, the remaining stone chambers were thoroughly searched, but only two more chambers yielded Sangmu tree roots.

“Primordial Spirit: 9035”.

After three days of cultivation, Chen Yang's primordial spirit has been raised to grade 90.

There are 153 drops of sam juice remaining.

Following the map left by Xu Guanghan, the three explored the entire underground palace area but found nothing else.

That's probably all I'll gain from this trip.

153 drops, that's not bad.

Using five drops a day is enough for Chen Yang to use for a month. In that month, he can raise his primordial spirit by at least 153 grades.

With his current primordial spirit realm, he can easily surpass 200th grade.

The purpose of this trip to Mount Si'e has been achieved.

Unfortunately, we could only walk around outside the main tomb and didn't dare to open the main tomb chamber.

Currently, all we know is that the Sangmu Tree's true form is inside, and it's also possible that the Mountain Lord Zhao Quanzhen's Dharma body is there. The Three Corpse Divine Tree and the Five Thunder True Man both came for these two Dharma bodies. However, it has now been confirmed that there are obsessions within the Dharma bodies. Even if the main tomb chamber is opened and the Dharma bodies are found, they will not be able to possess them.

Moreover, besides the mountain serpent guarding it, we don't know if there are other dangers inside. Once the tomb is opened, things could get very difficult to handle.

Therefore, out of caution, neither the Three Corpse Divine Tree nor the Five Thunder Immortal mentioned entering the main tomb chamber again.

This place is not something Chen Yang can currently control.

Now that the objective has been achieved, it's time to leave.

Chen Yang hadn't expected that this trip to Mount Si'e would take so long.

It took more than three days in total.

……

-

Emerging from the tomb of the mountain king, the sky outside was hazy, and Chen Yang couldn't quite tell whether it was dawn or dusk.

I took out my phone and saw that it was 7:30 in the evening, and it wasn't completely dark yet.

While it was still light, Chen Yang led He Yuanshan and Jiang Mingqiu out of the valley and down the mountain.

These two old men, He Yuanshan and Jiang Mingqiu, had been treated like laborers by Chen Yang these past few days, and they were quite exhausted. Chen Yang's anger had subsided, and he no longer wanted to kill them, so he prepared to take them to Baoguo Temple to turn themselves in.

Chen Yang has no say in how the authorities deal with them at that time.

After leaving the valley, He Yuanshan, who was walking ahead, stopped after only a few steps.

Chen Yang looked up and saw a person walking out of a grove of mixed trees about fifty or sixty meters away.

The man was tall and fat, with a bald head, and wearing a tattered and dirty monk's robe. If you didn't know better, you would think he was a beggar.

Judging from his age, he was in his sixties or seventies, and he looked bloated and bloated.

He carried a large iron rod in his hand and walked with a powerful and vigorous stride.

His temples were high and his breathing was steady; he was clearly a master.

"he?"

Even though they were some distance apart, Jiang Mingqiu seemed to recognize the person.

"Who?" Chen Yang asked.

He Yuanshan said, "Lai Mile is a late-stage Creation Realm cultivator. It is said that he can break through to the Dao True Realm at any time. In his early years, he studied at the Gara Temple in the North Sea. Later, he practiced evil arts and was hunted down by the Gara Temple. He fled everywhere and finally went to Raojiang, where he joined the Gu God Sect. He is now a protector of the Gu God Sect..."

"This evil monk is highly skilled, but simple-minded, cruel, and bloodthirsty. He has a peculiar habit of eating the heart of a child, and countless people have died at his hands..."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow slightly. "You called him here?"

It's another member of the Gu God Sect, another protector; it really seems like they keep coming in one after another.

"No."

He Yuanshan shook his head. "I can't persuade him. He has a Gu worm inside him, called a Lychee Bug. It's said to have the cultivation of a Dao True Realm cultivator, capable of spraying extremely foul-smelling venom, and is also extremely adept at tracking..."

He was equally puzzled. How did this evil monk end up here? Did he follow the scent to find him?
As the two exchanged their questions, the evil monk approached.

He was fat and had a big belly. You could smell a strange odor coming from him from a distance. This man probably didn't take a bath in a long time.

Chen Yang's nose twitched slightly.

"Who do we have here? It's Maitreya, the Dharma Protector! What are you doing here?"

He Yuanshan cupped his hands in greeting to the man.

The man looked at He Yuanshan, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, "You are..."

“My name is He Yuanshan. We met in Wuliang Mountain many years ago…” He Yuanshan said.

"Oh."

Lai Mile simply responded with a single word.

He Yuanshan might remember him, but he might not remember He Yuanshan.

……

Name: Lai Mile.

Physical strength: 49305.

Mental strength: 49886. Divine sense: 49335.

-

This person's information appeared in Chen Yang's mind.

Chen Yang was somewhat surprised; this Lai Mile's stats were the highest he had ever seen among all the Creation Realm cultivators.

All values ​​are very balanced, all above 490, including divine sense, which is approaching the 500 mark.

His strength even far surpassed that of Murong Qian and others, and was also above He Yuanshan.

Although He Yuanshan was also at the late stage of the Creation Realm, he was still somewhat inferior to Lai Mile.

500 is the critical point for breaking through to the Dao True Realm. Lai Mile's value is indeed close to this spiritual realm point, and he may break through at any time.

Lai Mile completely ignored He Yuanshan and Jiang Mingqiu, his gaze falling directly on Chen Yang.

"You must be Chen Yang?" Lai Mile parted his thick lips and uttered a deep, resonant voice.

Is it coming for me?
Chen Yang was somewhat taken aback, never expecting that this person's target was him.

"What advice do you have?"

Chen Yang returned the greeting politely, though he was unsure of the other person's intentions.

Lai Mile said, "I went to Jiapigou to look for you, but you weren't home. The leader asked me to deliver something to you, and I had to hand it to you personally. You sure know how to find places, making me search for you for ages."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

The cult leader? Ding Huanchun? Giving something to himself?

Why make this person make a special trip?
While Chen Yang was still in a daze, Lai Mile took out a bright red, unidentifiable object from his dirty monk's robe and threw it directly at him.

Chen Yang casually took it.

Invitation?

The large gold lettering on the cover surprised Chen Yang.

Lai Mile said, "On the 29th of this month, the leader will hold the 'Immortal Slaying Conference' at Daheishan Mountain. I hope you can attend on time."

Chen Yang opened the invitation and, sure enough, it was an invitation to attend the "Immortal Slaying Conference".

The name "Chen Yang" on the invitation was very eye-catching.

At this moment, Chen Yang was a little confused. What tricks was Ding Huanchun trying to play? Why send him an invitation? What did that mean?
To trick yourself into going there to be killed?

Does he think that if he sends me an invitation, I'll go to Xinjiang?
Raojiang is the stronghold of the Gu God Cult. How could I be so stupid as to jump into a trap knowing it was a pit?
The invitation contained no extreme language; it simply asked him to attend the "Immortal Slaying Conference" on the 29th of this month.

If he hadn't sent the invitation, Chen Yang might have actually gone before the authorities took action against the Gu God Cult.

But once he sends out this invitation, Chen Yang is even less likely to go.

He couldn't quite understand the significance of Ding Huanchun's actions.

"The invitation has been delivered. My mission is complete. Goodbye."

Lai Mile left a message and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Chen Yang immediately called out to him.

Lai Mile stopped and turned to look at Chen Yang. "What, you want me to stay for dinner? No need, I'm in a hurry to go back and break through my cultivation level. I don't have time to waste with you guys."

"You flatter me, senior!"

Chen Yang shook his head. "I wanted to ask, did your sect leader only ask you to send me an invitation, and not anything else?"

Lai Mile frowned slightly. "Little fellow, do you think I've pocketed some benefits for you?"

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

Chen Yang waved his hand and walked straight up to Lai Mile. "Your leader clearly asked you to send another item."

"what?"

Lai Mile frowned. His intuition told him that Chen Yang's words had a hidden meaning, but he didn't understand those intricacies and had no interest in guessing them.

How could I not know what the cult leader asked me to deliver?
There was clearly only an invitation card; what else was there?
Is this guy bluffing me?

At this moment, Lai Mile was already somewhat displeased.

Meeting Lai Mile's gaze, Chen Yang smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and slowly clenched his fist.

Lai Mile looked at him strangely, but he didn't know why he was making these little moves.

"boom!"

Chen Yang suddenly threw a punch, aiming directly at his chest.

Lai Mile never expected Chen Yang to suddenly attack him, and his expression changed instantly.

But at that moment, he had no time to react. Chen Yang's punches were powerful and the distance was too close; he simply couldn't dodge them.

There wasn't even time to react.

There was a bang.

Chen Yang's ordinary punch, with the power of at least four dragons, landed squarely on Lai Mile's chest.

The string of Buddhist prayer beads hanging around his neck suddenly burst open.

A powerful shockwave was released, blocking the attack for him.

However, he was also blasted away by Chen Yang's explosive punch.

"Oh!"

It crashed heavily to the ground, rolled several times, and splashed dirt and grass clippings everywhere.

Although protected by Buddhist prayer beads, the powerful impact caused Lai Mile's heart to stop momentarily.

My mind went blank, and I almost lost consciousness.

"what?"

He touched his neck, his face showing extreme horror. The protective Buddhist beads around his neck had all shattered, leaving only a thin thread.

Before he could react, a figure flashed in front of him, and another figure had already caught up with him.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Several silver needles flew out and quickly pierced Lai Mile's body, sealing several key acupoints on his body.

In an instant, Lai Mile felt himself unable to muster any energy, as his true essence was completely sealed within the Sanjiao Gate.

"what?"

Lai Mile cried out in alarm, and at that moment, Chen Yang had already placed one hand on his Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.

A terrifying suction force suddenly appeared, entering through the Baihui acupoint, bypassing the major acupoints blocked by silver needles, and going straight into the Sanjiao gate.

His true energy was released in a frenzy.

Within the Sanjiao Gate, the vast true essence, as well as the energy of spirit and vital energy, were rapidly drawn away by this dazzling suction force, like water being pumped away.

He is absorbing my cultivation.

A terrifying thought arose in Lai Mile's mind: he wanted to stop the suction force, but it was all in vain.

He could only watch helplessly as his cultivation was frantically drained away.

"Why, why?"

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and shouted at Chen Yang.

I was just here to deliver an invitation, and I have no grudge against you. Why did you treat me so cruelly?
"why?"

Chen Yang said calmly, "Didn't I just remind you? Besides sending you to deliver the invitation, your sect leader also asked you to deliver other things. Since you're not being honest, I'll have to take them myself."

"Young brother, there seems to be some misunderstanding between us. The sect leader only asked me to deliver the invitation, not anything else." Lai Mile clenched his teeth, his fat sloshing as he sucked on them.

"Ugh."

Jiang Mingqiu sighed, "Master, don't you understand? Your sect leader clearly sent you here to die."

To die?

Upon hearing this, Lai Mile felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

At that moment, he thought of the eerie smile on the face of the monk before he left.

The cult leader sent me here to die? How could that be?

The sect leader even gave him a fortuitous opportunity, helping him break through to the Dao True Realm.

If the leader had abandoned himself, why would he have given himself the opportunity to achieve enlightenment?

That doesn't make sense.

But, a monk in the Dharma-ending Age? If it were really such a good thing, would that scoundrel in the Dharma-ending Age just stand by and watch the benefits fall into his lap?

……

For a moment, Lai Mile was confused.

His cultivation was being frantically drained, and the immense pain made his mind even more clouded.

Had I been staying in the mountains for too long? Just who is this kid, to be so powerful? Why did he attack me so viciously upon first meeting me?
Could it be the cult leader's enemy?

But even in war, envoys are not killed, and I'm just a messenger delivering an invitation.

"Young brother, spare my life! I have a Vermilion Fruit, bestowed upon me by the sect leader before we entered Shu. If you spare my life, I am willing to give it to you..."

He spoke with all his might, trying to shout and beg for mercy, but in the end, he couldn't shout anymore.

Chen Yang showed no intention of stopping.

Lai Mile's cultivation was quickly drained, and Chen Yang directly struck him on the head with a palm.

Before Lai Mile could even utter a sound, he suddenly lowered his head, swayed to the side, and fell to the ground.

His face was filled with resentment and bitterness.

I've been cultivating for over a hundred years, and I was finally on the verge of breaking through to the Dao True Realm, but I've failed here.

(End of this chapter)