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

Chapter 818 Rude Youth, Am I an Evil Cultivator?

Chen Yang said to Zhao Yingyue, "Grandma, what are your thoughts on the Zhao family of Luoshan now?"

"Zhao family?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yingyue paused slightly, "What happened to the Zhao family?"

During this time, she has been recuperating in Chengdu and has not learned about the situation in Panshanjie.

"The Zhao family is in a bad situation now."

Chen Yang shook his head and explained the situation: "Some time ago, they colluded with Rao Jiang and his gang to assassinate the General Association's special envoy on Wutong Mountain, and they almost succeeded..."

"Whether this was intentional or unintentional, it violated a major taboo. Coupled with other issues, the impact has been quite severe. The Zhao family is already being purged. Anyone in the clan with even a little cultivation or influence has been invited for tea by the association, including Zhao Xiuwen and Zhao Junyong. It's easy to go in, but difficult to get out..."

"As the saying goes, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it down. Many people have already taken action against the Zhao family's businesses. The Zhao family's empire is now crumbling, and I'm afraid it won't be long before it suffers the same fate as the Mengding Hu family."

"So, I wanted to ask you what you think, Aunt. If you still want to go back, I can try to pull some strings and maybe we can preserve some of the Zhao family's ancestral property..."

……

After all, Zhao Yingyue also shares the surname Zhao.

The Zhao family is on the verge of collapse. If Zhao Yingyue wants to help them, Chen Yang can actually lend them a hand.

"Ugh!"

Zhao Yingyue turned to the railing by the Fu River, looking at the flowing water under the streetlights, her heart filled with endless emotions.

Back then, Zhao Xiuwen and Zhao Junyong conspired against her father, causing her descendants to die or scatter. At that time, Zhao Xiuwen and Zhao Junyong were incredibly powerful and influential.

Countless times in the dead of night, she dreamed of returning to Los Angeles to take revenge.

However, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and who could have imagined that the Zhao family, one of the eight prominent families, would fall to such a state?

"Water leaves no trace, nothing lasts forever. Even if it can be preserved this time, it will still perish in a few decades."

Zhao Yingyue shook her head. "There's no need. If possible, it would be enough to preserve the Zhao family's ancestral home and graves, so that we can have something to remember them by."

The Zhao family and their businesses have long since lost all connection with Zhao Yingyue. The current Zhao family consists of the descendants of those two branches. She would be a fool to try and rescue the descendants of her enemy.

"This is quite simple."

When Zhao Yingyue said that, Chen Yang didn't say much, only mentioning the ancestral home and ancestral graves.

No one is allowed to disturb the Zhao family's ancestral graves. All that's left is the Zhao family's ancestral home, which is just a matter of Chen Yang saying a word to Xue Kaiqi. She won't refuse him that favor.

……

After my walk, I returned home.

Chen Yang took out some Three Corpse Divine Water, which was just enough to help the two old people improve their physical condition.

One is recovering from a serious illness, and the other is recovering from a severe injury. Both are getting on in years and need to recuperate.

The Three Corpse Divine Water is a legendary elixir for ordinary cultivators; they might never encounter even a single drop in their entire lives. But for Chen Yang, there was so much of it that he could only give it away.

This stuff is used to improve physical strength; it's not only gentle in its energy, but also extremely effective.

The only drawback is that a person can only use about 10 drops at most. If used too much, the body will develop drug resistance, the efficacy will drop sharply, and it will lose its value.

……

While the two elderly people were absorbing the effects of the medicine, Chen Yang returned to his room, took out his phone, and called Qian Huai Ren, asking him to contact Chen Qiao Gu to see if she had any connections in Taiwan and to help inquire about the situation in Qinzhou.

Both the Tiandao Sect and the Tianmen Sect have branches in Taiwan, so this matter is not difficult. Qian Huai Ren cannot mobilize the power of the Tiandao Sect, but Chen Qiao Gu is different. She has a high status in the Tianmen Sect, and it would be a piece of cake for her to ask the Tianmen Sect's Taiwan branch to help find someone.

That old man Qin, he ran off without saying a word, that's really not a fair thing to do.

Chen Yang's intuition told him that the old man had probably gotten into some trouble and might not want him to get involved, which was why he had secretly run away alone.

Before leaving, he made a lot of arrangements, so this matter must be significant.

Chen Yang took a deep breath. He couldn't fly directly to Taiwan right now. After hanging up the phone, all that was left was to wait for news.

……

-

The next day.

There was a shower late last night, and the weather cooled down a bit. The sky was dark and gloomy, with patches of dark clouds drifting by, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

Today is the 19th day of the sixth lunar month, the day Guanyin Bodhisattva attained enlightenment. Coincidentally, it's the weekend, so there are many more tourists at the Wenshu Monastery scenic area.

Tourists waiting to enter the temple for worship lined up from the temple entrance all the way out of the scenic area, with the queue stretching all the way to the subway entrance 500 meters away.

The vendors selling lotus flowers in the scenic area made a fortune today.

Compared to the bustling crowds and deserted entrances within the scenic area, the Niangniang Temple in the alley behind Wenshu Monastery is quiet and deserted.

Aside from locals, few people know that there is a Taoist temple hidden behind Wenshu Monastery.

This Niangniang Temple was built to worship the wife of Liu Shan, the last ruler of Western Shu, and has a very long history.

Taoism values ​​tranquility; though separated by only a wall, they are worlds apart.

Inside the temple.

Chen Yang finally met Zhou Mingyuan.

Last night, Li Chunxiao told him that Zhou Mingyuan would be back today, so he contacted him this morning. He heard that Zhou Mingyuan had returned last night, so Chen Yang rushed over without even having breakfast.

Inside the side hall, Zhou Mingyuan held the stone bead handed to him by Chen Yang and communicated with the primordial spirit of the stone spirit within it.

Chen Yang sat quietly on a rattan chair next to him, waiting without disturbing him.

After a while, seemingly having finished their conversation, Zhou Mingyuan handed the stone bead back to Chen Yang.

"Old Zhou, how is it?" Chen Yang asked.

Shi Ling wanted Zhou Mingyuan to help her erase the original owner's obsession within the stone bead, so that her primordial spirit could completely merge with the stone bead and transform into her own Dharma body.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "Okay, but we have to wait. I have to fly to Beijing tomorrow. I have important business to attend to and need to conserve my energy. I can't afford to be exhausted right now. We can talk about her matter when I get back."

event?

Chen Yang roughly knew what the big event Zhou Mingyuan was referring to was.

If Shi Ling could understand, Chen Yang could naturally understand as well.

After all, you're asking someone for a favor, so you have to consider their schedule.

With no outsiders present, Chen Yang spoke frankly, "Elder Zhou, if I'm not mistaken, the big thing you're talking about is taking action against the Gu God Sect, right?"

“This is not something you should be concerned about.” Zhou Mingyuan gently shook his head.

Chen Yang replied, "Elder Zhou, you may not know this, but not long ago, the leader of the Gu God Sect sent me a special invitation, asking me to attend the Gu God Sect's Immortal Slaying Conference on June 29th."

"Giving you an invitation is one thing, whether you go or not is another. Just because he sent you an invitation, does that mean you have to go?" Zhou Mingyuan raised an eyebrow. This kid is even worthy of the Gu God Cult Master personally sending him an invitation?

Chen Yang chuckled awkwardly, "I have some personal grudges with this leader of the Gu God Sect that I have to resolve. If I don't go, I'm afraid he'll run away; if I go, I'm afraid he'll kill me. So I'm a bit conflicted right now."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyuan was both amused and exasperated.

"You are quite self-aware."

Shaking his head, Zhou Mingyuan said, "We're well-prepared for this operation. The chances of him escaping are slim. Besides, even if he manages to escape from us, you wouldn't be of any use. There's no need to get involved. I'll keep an eye on this Gu God Cult Leader for you..."

Chen Yang scratched his head. "Old Zhou, when do you plan to take action?"

"Don't ask me anything," Zhou Mingyuan said, without answering his question.

Chen Yang didn't give up, "Is it June 29th?"

Zhou Mingyuan glanced at him but didn't answer, though his eyes said it all.

It should be June 29th.

He guessed it would be that day. When all the members of the Gu God Cult gathered, wouldn't that be the perfect opportunity to wipe them all out?
Chen Yang said, "I saw that the association's official website has posted a notice specifically naming the Gu God Sect's gathering, warning people in the cultivation world to be cautious about going. Your high-profile event is tantamount to playing your cards openly. The Gu God Sect will definitely have something to say about it. They're not stupid. If the Immortal Slaying Conference continues, they will definitely have a countermeasure. Elder Zhou..."

Zhou Mingyuan waved his hand, "What you can think of, those people have already thought of as well. There are always contingency plans for every eventuality. Anyway, just don't go running off to join the fun. Listen to advice, and you'll live longer..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang didn't continue the topic and instead said, "By the way, Elder Wang should have told you about the matter of Daoist Huanglong, right?"

Zhou Mingyuan sighed, "I did tell him, but I have important business to attend to now. My feud with him has dragged on for years, so there's no rush to settle it now. We'll find another opportunity to do so later!"

"He most likely went to Raojiang to ask the Gu God Sect for the antidote to the 'Immortal Water.' This guy is really unlucky. That Gu God Sect member was originally planning to scheme against me, but he ended up taking the fall for me by some twist of fate..."

"Heh, it's karma, I guess. That old man did too many bad things, he deserves this punishment."

……

-

After leaving the Niangniang Temple, it was still early. Chen Yang and Huang Ying had arranged to go to Wenshu Monastery to offer incense. He made a phone call, and Huang Ying had already arrived. Once at the scenic area, Chen Yang used his spiritual power to quickly find Huang Ying in the vast crowd.

"A lot of people."

Huang Ying was wearing a white shirt, denim shorts, and light makeup. She carried a small bag. She was already beautiful and now a cultivator in the Spirit Realm, so her temperament was also unique. Standing in the crowd, she was quite eye-catching.

She knew there would be a lot of tourists at Wenshu Monastery today, but she was still a little shocked when she actually arrived.

The queue stretched all the way to the subway entrance; if you want to go into the temple to offer incense, you'll probably have to wait until the afternoon.

Chen Yang didn't have any special connections at Wenshu Monastery. Besides, even if he had connections to get in, offering incense to the Bodhisattva required sincerity; there was no reason to use connections.
"Let's wander around the area first, and then come back to check it out later," Chen Yang said.

"Ah."

Huang Ying had no objections, and she took Chen Yang's arm and started strolling around the scenic area.

Whether or not we offer incense is irrelevant; we're just looking for a place to meet.

The scenic area has been renovated in recent years and covers a large area. Two streets have been built outside the temple, with a large theater and square in the middle. The streets are lined with shops, and the buildings are all in an antique style.

Both of them grew up in the provincial capital and had visited Wenshu Monastery many times. They may have worshipped the same Buddha statue or taken photos in the same place, but unfortunately, they never met.

In the vast sea of ​​people, it is a magical thing that two people who were originally strangers can come together, get to know each other, fall in love, and even spend the rest of their lives together.

This must be what they call fate; perhaps there really is a matchmaker in the dark.

This used to be a parking lot, and that area used to be a public toilet...

The changes after the expansion and renovation of the scenic area are truly significant.

The two reminisced about the past, and it turned out that even in those days when they didn't know each other, they still had some shared memories.

After walking through a small alley, the crowd thinned out considerably. The two decided to go to the theater to sit and watch a play, and then visit the temple around noon, when perhaps there would be fewer people.

"Master..."

As soon as Chen Yang emerged from the alley, he heard a loud shout coming from ahead.

Looking up, they saw a young man running towards them like a madman.

"Master, save me."

Chen Yang was still in a daze. Whose naughty child was this, running around like crazy in the scenic area, not afraid of bumping into people?

No sooner said than done, the young man had already darted in front of Chen Yang, grabbed Chen Yang's arm, and hid behind Chen Yang.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, thinking he had encountered some new type of scam, and was about to shake off the young man.

The young man hid behind Chen Yang, panting, "Master, save me, my, my grandfather, Wang, Wang Yuanchao."

"Ok?"

Chen Yang was taken aback upon hearing this.

Is this young man Wang Yuanchao's grandson?

Some time ago, Wang Yuanchao had told Chen Yang that his grandson, who was in high school, had come to Shu for summer vacation, left him with the Frost Condensation Sword, and went to travel around with his classmates.

What a coincidence that we met here?
Just as Chen Yang was about to say something, a person strode towards them from the front.

The man was tall and imposing, at least 1.9 meters tall, with a burly build. He walked with an aura that seemed to overwhelm the surrounding tourists, who all made way for him.

Wearing a black python-patterned robe, he looked like a knight-errant from ancient times, which wasn't considered particularly strange attire in the scenic area.

Judging from his posture, he was clearly coming for the young man behind Chen Yang.

"Master, save me!"

The young man was clearly frightened by the other party and shrank behind Chen Yang.

The newcomer strode up and, completely oblivious to his surroundings, reached out to grab the young man behind Chen Yang.

rude!

That's incredibly disrespectful of them.

Chen Yang frowned slightly, and suddenly released his aura for a moment.

The newcomer suddenly became alert, immediately withdrew his hand, and took several steps back.

He stood facing Chen Yang from a distance of a few meters.

"Friend, isn't it going too far to bully a child in public?"

Meeting the other person's sharp gaze, Chen Yang said calmly.

This person was probably around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, not much older than me.

With his long hair tied back, he had the typical look of an artist, a high nose bridge, and delicate features, exuding an aura of dignified integrity.

But within this righteous spirit, there seems to be something else mixed in.

"You're his master? So, you're in cahoots?" The newcomer was also sizing up Chen Yang, his brow furrowed with wariness.

The man's tone was entirely accusatory, which made Chen Yang very unhappy.

"what happened?"

Chen Yang asked the young man behind him.

Although Chen Yang is somewhat prone to favoring his own family over the truth, the specific circumstances need to be analyzed. Who knows what trouble this little Wang kid might have caused?

Wang Yuanchao even wanted him to take this kid as his apprentice, so Chen Yang naturally wanted to get to know the kid's temperament.

The young man, panting, quickly said, "Just now at the overpass, there was a blind fortune teller. This guy, I don't know what possessed him, said he was a heretical cultivator, smashed up his stall, and tried to hit me. I couldn't stand him bullying the old, weak, sick, and disabled, so I argued with him. He insisted that I was with the blind man, that I was also a heretical cultivator, and tried to beat me up. I couldn't beat him, and he pressed on my shoulder. It hurt so much..."

Chen Yang's face darkened upon hearing this.

It turns out I encountered a mentally ill person.

"Is what he said true?" Chen Yang didn't believe everything he heard, and instead asked the person in front of him.

"Humph."

The newcomer snorted coldly, adopting an air of righteous indignation and integrity. "That blind man claims to be a master of the Xuanmen sect, capable of making accurate judgments and determining life and death, but in reality, he has no cultivation whatsoever. He's just spouting nonsense. What else could he be but an evil cultivator?"

Chen Yang's face was full of black lines.

He's a blind man who sets up a stall in the scenic area and makes a living by talking. What did he do to you that you have to meddle in his business?
What era are we living in? How many people still believe in this? For tourists at scenic spots, it's just an entertainment activity.

If you say someone's statement is inaccurate and offends you, it's understandable that you might smash up their stall, but hitting them is definitely wrong.

You're tall and strong, and your cultivation level isn't low either. It's really a bit unreasonable for you to bully a disabled person.

Just as Chen Yang was about to say something, he noticed the newcomer's gaze sweeping over him.

His eyes flashed, as if he had discovered something. His expression changed slightly, and he said to Chen Yang, "You have the aura of calamity on you. Are you also an evil cultivator?"

Calamity?

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang frowned.

This person can see the calamity energy within him?
The source of the calamity energy within him was left over from when he stole pears on Goose Back Mountain and was punished by heaven.

On that day atop the Golden Summit, the Samantabhadra Relic did not dispel the calamity energy within his body, but merely sealed it within his Yintang acupoint.

Ordinary people simply cannot see the calamity energy within him.

The fact that this person could see through it at a glance is enough to show that their cultivation level is not low.

The Realm of Creation.

Chen Yang could sense that his cultivation level was at the Creation Realm, but he couldn't discern which specific stage of the Creation Realm he was in.

He must possess a treasure that can conceal his presence.

At this moment, the man's gaze shifted to Huang Ying.

Huang Ying felt very uncomfortable under his gaze.

The man's face turned extremely ugly. "You also have calamity energy in your body. Ha, you really are a heretic, a den of snakes and rats."

"you……"

Huang Ying paused upon hearing this, "Who are you? How can you be so rude?"

She cultivates the Myriad Tribulations Dao Body Technique, so naturally she has tribulation energy within her body. Tribulation energy is the catalyst for cultivating the Myriad Tribulations Dao Body Technique, which Huang Daolin obtained for her when he helped her establish her foundation.

This person, without distinguishing right from wrong, kept calling people heretical cultivators, which made everyone furious.

(End of this chapter)