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

Chapter 797 The Boundless Fury of the Li Family of the Sword Sect!

Having explained everything, Chen Yang felt much more at ease.

This old Taoist priest is definitely in a hurry to go to Raojiang to find the antidote. When that happens, he will inevitably clash with Ding Huanchun. There are only two possible outcomes: either they will fight each other over a word, or Ding Huanchun will give him the antidote, and everyone will be happy.

The first outcome is, of course, what Chen Yang wants most. Neither of them are good people, so it doesn't matter who wins or loses, or who lives or dies.

In the second scenario, the old Taoist priest, having been cured of the poison, might be instigated by Ding Huanchun and turn against him.

This Gu God Cult Leader was willing to waste even a treasure like the Vermilion Fruit in order to kill Chen Yang, which shows that he already regarded him as a thorn in his side.

The second possibility is quite likely. After all, if he goes to Raojiang and doesn't see Elder Qingquan, he will definitely suspect that Zhang Qingquan died at Chen Yang's hands.

It all depends on how close his relationship is with Old Man Qingquan. If their relationship is close enough, and Ding Huanchun stirs things up again, he'll probably come back to him.

But that doesn't matter anymore. How long will it take him to go and come back? Who knows, Old Zhou might have already returned by then. Besides, even without Old Zhou, if I prepare in advance, I won't be afraid of him.

This time, the old Taoist priest's arrival was too sudden, catching Chen Yang completely off guard.

"You mean this old man is somehow related to your great-uncle?"

In the back seat, the eight-winged centipede lay leisurely.

Chen Yang nodded, "The Huang family of Jintang Mountain, they are said to be from the same clan as my great-uncle, their grandfather's generation!"

"Heh, your uncle does have some connections, doesn't he?" The eight-winged centipede chuckled.

Speaking of this, Chen Yang asked, "Elder Wu, how many years have you and Uncle been friends?"

"I can't remember, it must have been decades ago!"

"Then you should know him very well?"

"Understand? I guess you get it!"

"Do you know what the relationship is between your uncle and the Emei Xuanjing monk?"

Chen Yang was very curious. He had met Xuan Jing quite a bit, and he would never have taken the initiative to be nice to someone unless they had a close relationship.

Xuan Jing was kind to Chen Yang because Chen Yang's ancestors had a master-disciple relationship with his junior brother Pang Guanglin.

And what about Huang Daolin?
Why again?
That day at Dawa Mountain, after Xuanjing and Huang Daolin talked, their relationship clearly became much closer. Later, Xuanjing even personally visited Huang Daolin to invite him to Emei Mountain for cultivation and breakthrough. This made Chen Yang wonder about the relationship between the two.

He asked the two men, but they both evaded the question.

Since the eight-winged centipede has known Uncle for many years, it might know something.

"Him and Xuan Jing?"

The eight-winged centipede was taken aback upon hearing this, then shook its head. "I've never heard him mention it. If I remember correctly, the Xuanjing you mentioned is one of the three great monks of Emei, right? He should be at least over 150 years old. Your great-uncle is only in his seventies. What could they possibly be related?"

Instead, it turned around and asked Chen Yang a question.

Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated. "Didn't I just ask you? Don't you know?"

"do not know!"

The eight-winged centipede shook its head and said, "Could it be that this Xuanjing was also surnamed Huang before he became a monk? Is your great-uncle his descendant?"

Chen Yang's face was full of black lines.

It must be said that the eight-winged centipede's thinking is quite divergent.

However, it's not impossible.

Chen Yang shook his head and didn't ask it any further.

The eight-winged centipede asked, "What realm is Xuanjing at?"

"Mid-stage Dao Realm, what's wrong?" Chen Yang asked.

The eight-winged centipede said, "Isn't that about the same as me? I just broke through to a higher realm and was thinking of finding someone to spar with. This Huanglong, you won't let me fight him. Why don't we go to Emei, visit your uncle, and find Xuanjing to have a match with while we're at it!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's face darkened.

What kind of international joke is this?
He didn't let Elder Centipede and Daoist Yellow Dragon make a move because he had reservations. At the same cultivation level, human cultivators are almost completely superior to other spiritual beings in terms of strength.

If he didn't stop them, and let Elder Wu and Huanglong Daoist fight, Chen Yang was certain that Elder Wu would be the one to suffer.

"Uncle is in seclusion breaking through to a breakthrough, so let's not disturb him. If you're feeling restless and want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities."

Centipedes are naturally fierce and aggressive. Even though he had already reached the mid-stage of the Dao Realm, Centipede Elder still didn't know how to restrain his nature.

It was still early, just as dawn was breaking. Chen Yang ate breakfast on the street before leisurely making his way back.

……

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Jianmen Mountain, Lijia Village.

At the foot of the precipitous and majestic Jianmen Mountain, there is a sizable manor, the ancestral home of the Li family, nestled among the verdant forest.

The surrounding area of ​​the forest has hundreds of acres of fertile land, all planted with various kinds of medicinal herbs.

With a wide variety of medicinal herbs, the Li family has close cooperation with many well-known domestic pharmaceutical companies. They are at the bottom of the medicinal herb supply chain, and the Li family of Jianmen has mastered the core technology in the cultivation of medicinal herbs.

After the Hu family fell from power, their assets were quickly divided up by other forces. Initially, this had some impact on the Li family, but no matter who got the Hu family's assets, they would still have to rely on the Li family for medicinal supplies. The Li family also promptly distanced themselves from the Hu family, so it did not cause too much damage to the Li family.

However, the Li family's current situation is somewhat precarious.

Since last year, the spiritual realm experts of the Li family have been mysteriously disappearing one after another. Li Changfu only went into seclusion to break through to the Creation Realm. After he came out, his son and nephew were gone. The Li family was almost suddenly an empty shell.

He had tried to investigate, both openly and secretly, and had even reported it to the authorities, but he hadn't gotten any useful information.

This situation is very similar to that of the Ding family. Rumors in the martial arts world suggest that the downfall of the Ding family may have been orchestrated by the government. In order to establish their authority, Liu and Wang used the Ding family, who were the most active and influential among the Eight Families at the time, as a warning to others.

However, these are all just speculations. Neither Liu nor Wang in the association have ever admitted to it, nor could they possibly admit to it. At the Emei Conference some time ago, when faced with this rumor, Liu and Wang adopted an attitude of neither admitting nor denying it.

Li Changfu couldn't help but suspect that his younger relatives might have also been dealt with by the authorities. After all, the only thing that could be verified was that the missing members of the Li family had the same destination, and their last activity locations were in the Emei, Lingjiang, and Yashi areas.

Moreover, the authorities have consistently been unenthusiastic in investigating this case, and whenever Li Changfu inquired about the progress, he was met with various excuses and delays.

In a courtyard of the ancestral home, Li Changfu stood under a tree, talking on the phone with someone.

A moment later, the call ended.

Li Changfu's expression was not good; he gripped his phone tightly with his right hand and clenched his teeth.

"Oh!"

The phone couldn't withstand his immense force and exploded.

The batteries exploded and sparked.

Li Changfu, however, seemed oblivious, his eyes filled with an intensely cold light.

Despicable, utterly despicable.

It was another excuse.

The person he had just spoken to was Liu Jianguo, the president of the association. He inquired about the progress of the case investigation once again, but Liu Jianguo replied that he was too busy with other matters to spare any manpower to investigate the case.

This is utterly outrageous! How dare a mere Spirit Realm cultivator disregard a Creation Realm expert like myself?

Even if I'm just a newly promoted Creation Realm cultivator, I'm still a Creation Realm cultivator, okay? In your eyes, am I really that lowly?
Just now on the phone, Li Changfu almost directly questioned Liu Jianguo about whether they were the ones who did it.

But in the end, he held back, because the other party represented the official position.

Two days ago, the association sent someone to deliver medicine to him, saying that he had been poisoned by some kind of Discipline Worm, and even gave him a good explanation of the Gu God Cult and the Discipline Worm.

He still has the medicine, but hasn't taken it yet.

The reason was simple: he suspected the intentions of Liu and Wang.

If Liu and Wang were responsible for what happened before, then it's hard to say they might still want to get rid of me. Whether this medicine is poison or an antidote remains to be seen.

In the current situation, we must save ourselves.

Li Changfu clenched his fists tightly, oblivious to the blood flowing from the shards of his phone cutting his palms. His aged eyes were filled with sharpness and ruthlessness.

"grandfather."

Just then, a young man rushed in from outside.

Li Changfu took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a hidden sharpness.

"Hui'er is here?"

Li Changfu regained his composure, managing a forced, relaxed smile.

Li Hui was slightly taken aback when he saw that there was blood on his hands and that the cell phone battery nearby was still sparking.

"Is there something wrong?" Li Changfu casually wiped the blood off his hands.

Li Hui snapped out of his daze and quickly stepped forward with his phone, saying, "It's your aunt on the phone. She has something to tell you."

"Oh?"

Li Changfu was somewhat taken aback.

She took the phone from Li Hui, "Xiaoxiao..."

……

The phone call lasted for several minutes, during which Li Hui stood respectfully to the side.

The smile on Li Changfu's face vanished as soon as he hung up the phone.

"Grandpa, what did Auntie say?"

Li Hui quickly stepped forward and took the phone.

Li Changfu said, "He wants me to go to Bamian Mountain in Ya'an City; he wants to talk to me in person." "Bamian Mountain?"

Li Hui was slightly taken aback. "It's so far away, why is it called Bamian Mountain?"

"Yes, why is it Bamian Mountain?"

Li Changfu let out a long sigh.

During this time, he had many people contact Li Chunxiao, hoping to bring her back to manage the family. Although the Li family had mistreated her in the past, she was still surnamed Li no matter what.

Now that the Li family is in trouble, how can Li Chunxiao, as a member of the Li family, stand idly by?
Li Changfu had already lowered his stance and used every possible rhetoric, genuinely wanting to hand over the reins of the family business to Li Chunxiao.

As long as Li Chunxiao is in charge of the household, with the Guan family behind her, Li Changfu believes that even if it really was Liu and Wang who were secretly plotting against her, they would have to think twice before doing so.

He originally thought it would be a very simple matter, and that everything could be resolved perfectly, but things didn't go as planned. Li Chunxiao completely ignored him, and no matter how much he pleaded, she didn't change her mind.

This forced him to consider other options, but at this time, Li Chunxiao suddenly asked to meet him, and of all places, she chose Jianfeng Temple on Bamian Mountain.

Li Changfu snapped out of his daze and looked at Li Hui. "Did she contact you first, or did you call her?"

“I called my aunt,” Li Hui said.

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Li Changfu lowered his guard slightly.

If Li Chunxiao initiated the call to Li Hui, then he needs to carefully consider why Li Chunxiao's attitude suddenly changed.

She used to be too lazy to even answer his calls, but now she's taking the initiative to contact him and ask to meet. Anyone would find that strange.

But if the call was made by Li Hui to Li Chunxiao, then the situation is different. Perhaps Li Chunxiao was so annoyed that she had no choice but to end things, so she arranged to meet at this place.

However, it was indeed somewhat unexpected that they would meet at Bamian Mountain instead of elsewhere.

"Grandpa, are we going?" Li Hui asked.

Li Changfu did not answer, but paced back and forth in the courtyard. He was used to being cautious, and although Li Chunxiao was his niece, he was wary of almost everyone.

Especially after his son and nephew had one accident after another in the Emei area, he was even more vigilant. He might occasionally leave Jianmen, but he would not go too far. Most of the time, he stayed at home. Now that he was suddenly asked to meet at Bamian Mountain, how could he not be on guard?

"grandfather?"

Li Hui asked again.

Li Changfu said, "Give her another call and say that Bamian Mountain is too far away. Could you please suggest a different location, such as the provincial capital or somewhere else?"

If he absolutely had to go to Bamian Mountain, for whatever reason, he would rather not go.

"Oh!"

Li Hui responded, but inwardly he was somewhat disgruntled.

If she didn't say anything on the phone just now, and I call her again now, I'm sure my aunt will give me another dressing down.

He picked up his phone and quickly dialed back.

"Sister-in-law..."

"What? No? Why?"

"Oh? Okay, okay, I'll tell Grandpa..."

……

Li Hui hung up the phone and quickly said to Li Changfu, "Grandpa, Auntie said it won't work. She has to go to Beijing in a few days and will be staying there for a while. If you don't go to Bamian Mountain, she probably won't have time to see you for a while. She's in Bamian Mountain now, investigating my father and the others' disappearance. And she said she's made some progress. You'd better go there..."

"Investigate your father and his family?"

He had actually overheard the conversation on the phone. Li Changfu frowned, his suspicion deepening.

Li Hui nodded.

At that moment, his phone rang a few times and he received several messages.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it; his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Li Hui quickly handed the phone to Li Changfu, almost speechless, "Grandpa, look, this is from my aunt. She said someone sent it to her anonymously..."

Li Changfu took the phone and his expression changed instantly.

On the phone screen was a photo—a bloodied and mangled face.

It's Li Fengtian!

He was surrounded by a large patch of nettles, and his chest was pierced by an arrow; he was clearly no longer breathing.

Li Changfu's hands were trembling.

He swiped the screen, and the next picture was of a young man.

It's Li Qian!
Similarly, it also looked like it was about to die.

Li Changfu's hands trembled even more violently, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

I swiped the screen again.

Another photo.

The photo appears to be taken by a river, showing two bodies that have turned white from being submerged in water.

One was Ding Sihai from the Ding family, and the other was Li Changfu's son, Li Mancang.

"Dad!" Li Hui cried out in anguish.

Li Changfu felt a sweet taste in his throat and almost spat out blood.

On that day, Li Mancang and Ding Sihai went to Lingjiang. No one knows what happened, but their car plunged off the Qingyijiang Bridge. Afterwards, the Li family, the Ding family, and the authorities searched for a long time but could not find their bodies.

Now, the appearance of this photo undoubtedly proves to him that this was not an accident at all, but something that was done intentionally.

This is a provocation, absolutely a provocation.

Li Changfu tried to calm his anger and swiped the screen again.

Next, there was a video.

The environment was a bit dark, and it seemed to be raining. It looked like it was in some kind of mountain forest. The camera was focused on a pile of firewood at the foot of a cliff, and you could vaguely see two people lying in the pile.

The camera zoomed in, gliding across the faces of the two people one by one, giving them a standard close-up of their faces.

"This is... Yuan Tong?"

When the camera focused on the first person's face, Li Changfu trembled and immediately recognized him.

Yuan Tong, it is Yuan Tong, the protector of the Gu God Sect.

Some time ago, Yuan Tong, the protector, came to me, claiming that he wanted my help to attract everyone's attention during Xue Chonghua's funeral held at Phoenix Mountain, so as to rescue my younger brother Li Changsheng.

In fact, it did make them successful, and Li Changfu was even questioned by the authorities because of this.

However, because he was present at Xue Chonghua's funeral, many people provided him with alibis, allowing him to escape unscathed.

If he hadn't seen this video, he would have thought that Yuan Tong and the others had already returned to Raojiang, and that his younger brother, Li Changsheng, would probably have already become the vice leader of the Gu God Sect.

It turns out that Yuan Tong was already dead.

Then, who is the other person? It couldn't be...

It was at this moment that the camera panned and gave a close-up of another person.

In that instant, Li Changfu felt his blood pressure spike, and he almost lost his balance and fell backward.

Li Changsheng, the other person is Li Changsheng.

Soon, a fire was thrown onto the woodpile, which had probably been doused with gasoline, and it burst into flames instantly.

"what!"

Li Changfu could no longer contain himself, let out a roar, and smashed his phone on the ground.

With a loud bang, it shattered into pieces.

"grandfather!"

Li Hui was immersed in grief when he saw this scene and was immediately frightened.

"court death."

Li Changfu clenched his fists, his fierce and murderous aura reaching its peak, and he unleashed a palm strike.

"Oh!"

A tree nearby exploded.

Broken branches and leaves flew everywhere.

Li Hui was so frightened that he stood there, trembling all over.

After a while, Li Changfu's aura gradually subsided, but the deep-seated hatred in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

"What did your aunt say?" Li Changfu asked in his almost hoarse, deep voice.

Li Hui's lips trembled, "My...my aunt said that the person who sent her the message was trying to provoke her and asked her to meet at Bamian Mountain, which is why she asked you to go to Bamian Mountain..."

"Humph."

Li Changfu sneered, "If that's the case, why didn't you say so earlier? Since this person's intention was to provoke, why didn't you just send these things to me? Hmph, I think your aunt is probably involved in the deaths of your father and your second uncle. Hmph, you traitor! I was even willing to give her a second thought, but she's just an ungrateful wretch..."

(End of this chapter)