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

Chapter 824 The Heat of Summer Sunshine, Fighting the Disciples of the Northern Emperor's Sect!
"Back then, when I severed the three corpses, I thought I had eliminated my obsession. But for decades, these words have lingered in my mind day and night, and have become even stronger in recent years. My original self has been reborn and grown stronger again, and even the Three Corpse Fruit cannot sever it..."

At this point, the person in the cave took a deep breath and fell silent again.

Huanglong Daoist smiled coldly, "So, because of the fate your master gave you, you've refused to set foot in Shu for all these years?"

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

The man in the cave gave a bitter laugh. “Actually, I’m more timid than you, senior. I’m afraid of death. I’m so afraid that because of a single sentence from Blind Pang, I haven’t dared to set foot in Shu for over forty years.”

Self-deprecation, helplessness, irony...

Huanglong Daoren said, "Yu and Tang blamed themselves, and their rise was rapid; Jie and Zhou blamed others, and their downfall was sudden. Your master's words may be correct. You should look for the reasons within yourself."

The man in the cave gave a bitter smile. "That's why I've been reflecting on this for the past forty years. But the more I reflect, the deeper my obsession becomes, and the heavier my inner demons grow. Heh, my master truly understands me best, and he's used the most unexpected methods to torment me..."

"What does this have to do with that kid?" Huanglong Daoist asked.

The person in the cave said, "At first, I didn't think it mattered, but when I recently broke through to the late stage of the Dao True Realm, I suddenly had an epiphany. I recalled the prophecy that Blind Pang gave me back then. He said that I would die in Shu, but perhaps not in the Shu region of Shu, but in the Shu of the summer sun..."

The heat of the summer sun?

阳？
Upon hearing this, Huanglong Daoist raised an eyebrow slightly, "That's a bit far-fetched; you're a bit obsessed."

"hehe."

The person in the cave chuckled softly, "It doesn't matter anymore. The 29th of this month is the day of the Great Heat. I guess he will definitely come. At that time, I can verify the prediction made by Blind Pang back then and cut off this obsession in my heart..."

"If you're unwilling to help me, then stay and be a witness. By the way, this young man might hold secrets related to the Heavenly Road..."

"What do you mean by that?" Huanglong Daoist seemed to have become a little interested.

The person inside the cave said, "Four hundred years ago, before Zhao Quanzhen, the Lord of Shu Mountain, died, he left behind a pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants..."

"These two jade pendants, one was originally in my possession, and the other was in the possession of my master, Pang Guanglin..."

……

A few minutes later, after the person in the cave finished explaining the cause and effect, Huanglong Daoist's eyebrows relaxed.

He stood there, without saying a word.

"If you, senior, can eliminate this brat and help me sever my true self again and retrieve the Dragon and Phoenix Pendants, with our combined abilities, we can join forces to venture into the Mountain of Decay once more. Perhaps, we can truly glimpse the mysteries of the celestial realm..."

……

The voice of the person in the cave was extremely seductive.

A cold smile crept across Huanglong Daoist's lips. "I told you, don't drag me into your business with him..."

"By the way, the authorities are preparing to take action against your Gu God Cult. Almost everyone knows this, so you couldn't possibly not have heard..."

"Instead of thinking about escaping, you're still hoping to kill the corpse. Perhaps the day of the Great Heat is truly your death day. If you want to recruit me, wait until you survive..."

After saying this, Huanglong Daoist said no more and turned to leave.

The monk stood there, watching Huanglong Daoist leave, unsure whether to chase after him and stop him.

The people inside the cave did not make any further noise to stop them.

"Master!"

At this moment, the monk said, "There are rumors circulating outside that the authorities are preparing to take action against us. People in the sect are in a state of panic, and many are already considering leaving the sect..."

"Ignore them. The cult is open to all. If anyone wants to leave, just bring them to me!" the person in the cave said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the monk paused for a moment, fully understanding the deeper meaning behind the words.

"The Immortal Killing Conference..."

"It will proceed as scheduled."

"However, the official announcement has been issued, advising the cultivation community to be cautious when going there, so I'm afraid not many people will come."

"Come if you want, or don't come if you don't want to. As long as the person who's supposed to come comes, that's fine."

"Yes."

The monk responded, not daring to say more, and bowed as he withdrew.

……

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Chengdu, Phoenix Mountain.

Phoenix Mountain is a large mountain in the northern suburbs of Chengdu. When people mention Phoenix Mountain, the first thing that comes to mind is the word "cemetery".

Phoenix Mountain Cemetery is located here, covering a large area. The terrain on the hillside is relatively flat, and at a glance, the rows of tombstones look like a neatly lined-up army.

The setting sun casts its rays on the hillside, which faces south. Looking south from the hillside, one can see the flat Chengdu Plain.

From a feng shui perspective, this place is quite good.

Nowadays, cremation is the norm, and there is no burial. In such a large communal cemetery, even at night, you can't feel any negative energy gathering. So, feng shui and the like are even less useful.

Cemetery Management Office.

It was nearly dusk when Chen Yang arrived with Qian Huai-ren and Chen Qiao-gu.

Chen Yang handed the card Qin Zhou left behind to the cemetery management staff.

A middle-aged man in a suit led them to the storage area.

The first thing you see is a row of cabinets.

I found the cabinet by the number on the card and swiped the card on the smart lock.

It beeped.

The cabinet popped open.

There were two black urns in the cabinet, each with a photo of an elderly man and an elderly woman.

Chen Jingbang and his mother.

Chen Yang gave a wink, and Qian Huai Ren and Chen Qiao Gu each brought out a box.

Chen Yang said to Chen Qiaogu, "In a sense, they are your family. Your branch of the family owes them something. You are in charge of handling the aftermath."

Chen Qiaogu nodded, naturally obeying Chen Yang's profound hypnosis with his pupil technique.

Chen Yang then said to Qian Huai Ren, "You were also involved in this matter, so you should go along and persuade the village elders to bury the mother and son in the Chen family ancestral cemetery to fulfill their wish."

"Yes."

Qian Huai-ren agreed even faster; he was a professional at this kind of thing.

There seems to be something else in the cabinet.

At this moment, the account manager standing next to him gave a reminder.

Chen Yang then turned his gaze to the cabinet and took out another box from it.

It was a black wooden box, but not shaped like an urn. A small, shiny silver lock hung on the box, and it had a certain weight to it, about ten pounds.

Chen Yang used his mental power to probe.

What was inside was not ashes; it was actually repelling his mental probe, only revealing a rough outline, which looked like a lump of something.

If nothing unexpected happens, the key Qin Zhou left behind was probably used to unlock this box.

I don't know what kind of mystery this old man is trying to create.

With outsiders present, Chen Yang didn't open the cabinet immediately. He made sure there was nothing left inside before leaving.

"Gentlemen, we have a promotion going on: buy two get one free for 288800, plus cremation and funeral services included. Interested?"

“Now cemetery plots are also commodities, a necessity. Everyone has to live until that day. Even if you don’t need them yourself, you can resell them. Our place is nestled against the mountains and by the water, with excellent feng shui. Every inch of land here is precious, and there’s great potential for appreciation in the future…”

After leaving the storage area and checking out, the account manager who had been there earlier took a brochure and began introducing the services to the three of them.

Chen Yang was speechless. Are cemetery plots all like this now? Buy two get one free? Aren't they afraid of getting beaten up?
The three ignored it, feeling it was bad luck, and quickly left after paying the bill.

But to Chen Yang's surprise, something even more unfortunate was yet to come.

He drove out of the parking lot, and before he had gone far, a person suddenly darted out from the roadside.

It appeared in the middle of the road without any warning.

Fortunately, Chen Yang reacted quickly enough and the car was moving slowly enough. He slammed on the brakes, causing the tires to lock up and leaving a shallow scorch mark on the ground.

"Are you looking for death?"

In the passenger seat, Qian Huai-ren had already rolled down the window and started cursing.

Chen Yang looked ahead.

Standing less than half a meter from the front of the car was a tall and burly young man.

It's him!

The disciple of the Northern Emperor sect whom I met at Wenshu Monastery.

It seems like I have a different look today.

He wore a deep blue Taoist robe, his long hair was piled on top of his head in a Taoist bun, and he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with an upright and righteous look on his face.

He carried a peach wood seven-star sword on his back, probably two meters long, and stood there like a telephone pole.

Through the car window, his gaze met Chen Yang's, as if he had encountered a demon.

"Oh!"

A large hand pressed down on the hood, and with a thud, the car shook.

Qian Huai-ren was startled, and the curse that was about to come out was instantly swallowed back. Even if he was not good at perceptive things, he should have realized what was going on by now.

"Come down."

The young man's calm voice reached Chen Yang's ears, his tone completely commanding.

It was as if he could flip the car over at any moment.

Chen Yang opened the car door and got out.

The bright sunset slanted down behind the young man, casting a long, large shadow that gave him a strong sense of oppression.

"What, it's you again? What do you want?" Chen Yang asked calmly.

"Slay evil and subdue demons!"

The young man slowly uttered four words.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. He pointed to his temple and said, "There's definitely something wrong with you here. Should I take you to the hospital to get it checked out?"

"Humph."

The young man snorted coldly, "Why did you stand me up the night before last?"

Ha, he even knows what it means to stand someone up.

Chen Yang said, "You were the one who made that promise. Did I agree to keep the appointment? My friend, I'm very busy and don't have time to play with you."

"Humph."

Upon hearing this, the young man's face flushed red and then paled, before he let out another cold snort, "I told you, if you don't come looking for me, I will come looking for you. You evil heretic, prepare to die!"

A violent aura emanated from the young man; he was truly volatile enough to ignite at any moment.

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his fist to strike. "Stop!"

Chen Yang stopped him.

"Any last words?" The young man raised his fist and looked coldly at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang chuckled, "If you want to fight, I'm happy to oblige. However, there are surveillance cameras everywhere here, so it's inconvenient. Let's find another place."

Upon hearing this, the young man lowered his fist. "Where are you going?"

Chen Yang pointed to Phoenix Mountain behind him.

"it is good."

The young man responded. Modern society was really unfriendly to cultivators like them. There was surveillance everywhere, which made his movements very inconvenient. It was as if there was a pair of eyes watching him at any time. If anything happened, people claiming to be officials would come looking for him.

……

Qian Huai-ren and Chen Qiao-gu stayed in the car, while Chen Yang followed the young man up Phoenix Mountain.

When dealing with someone so stubborn and inflexible, Chen Yang had no desire to reason with them; a beating would usually put them to good behavior.

Phoenix Mountain Top.

Chen Yang walked in front, and the young man walked behind, looking like he was escorting a prisoner, as if he was afraid that Chen Yang would run away.

We found a fairly spacious clearing in the dense woods.

Normally, no one comes to this kind of place.

The sun has set, and the shadows of the trees sway in the breeze.

It's actually a good place to fight.

"That's it."

Chen Yang stopped and turned around to face the young man.

The young man stopped, his icy gaze seeming to pierce through Chen Yang. "Those two down the mountain, were they also your accomplices?"

Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated. "What, you want to kill them all?"

"Evil spirits and heretics should be punished by everyone," the young man declared righteously.

The brain is sick!

Chen Yang shook his head. "Tell me your name. I need to know who killed me."

"The Northern Emperor's faction, Ke Shaohua!"

The young man straightened his chest, spoke those words with a strong and resounding voice, and his face was full of pride.

His gaze then fell on Chen Yang. "What's your name? Which evil sect do you belong to? How many accomplices do you have?"

At that moment, he probably felt that he was the messenger of justice and the embodiment of a hero.

Chen Yang didn't say much, but instead beckoned to him provocatively, "Beat me, and I'll tell you."

"How brave!"

The young man's murderous aura surged. Without saying a word, he attacked directly, taking a step in front of Chen Yang and slamming an iron fist straight at Chen Yang's head.

It was as if they truly had some deep-seated blood feud and were determined to kill Chen Yang with a single blow.

"Humph!"

Chen Yang's eyes were cold, and he did not retreat an inch, but directly met the attack with a punch.

"Oh!"

Their fists collided like two comets crashing together.

A powerful energy surge emanated from the two individuals, spreading outwards in all directions, instantly whipping up withered branches and leaves that filled the sky.

Chen Yang took several steps back, while the young man also stumbled back more than ten meters.

"What a wicked cultivator, he's really got some skills."

The young man barely managed to stand, feeling the numbness and pain from his fist, and was secretly horrified.

Just now, I was actually slightly at a disadvantage with that punch.

How can this be.

When Mingming came down the mountain, his master had already told him that he was invincible among his peers, and even among the older generations, few could rival him.

Within the realm of creation, one can act with complete impunity.

But what's going on now?

The heretical cultivator in front of him seemed to be younger than him, but his physique was clearly stronger.

A heretical cultivator is a heretical cultivator; who knows what methods he used to improve his physique?

Thinking of this, the young man clenched his fist heavily.

Zizi!

Suddenly, arcs of light flashed around the young man, and his aura surged dramatically.

Thunder magic?

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at the young man in front of him.

A terrifying power erupted within the young man's body, with wisps of golden arcs swirling around him, making him appear even taller.

"die!"

Ke Shaohua roared and threw another punch at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang dared not be negligent and immediately used his Golden Body technique to throw another punch back.

Chen Yang didn't hold back much with this punch; he unleashed at least the power of the Seven Dragons.

"Oh!"

The opponent's punches looked powerful, but under the influence of Lei Fa, they could only generate a maximum of five dragons.

Such power could indeed allow one to roam freely in the Creation Realm, but unfortunately, it encountered Chen Yang.

With a loud bang, Ke Shaohua was sent flying like a cannonball.

The moment the two clashed, terrifying lightning energy poured directly into Chen Yang's body.

Tyranny, madness, destruction.

Fortunately, Chen Yang also knew some lightning techniques, so he immediately guided and refined the energy, channeling this terrifying lightning energy into the lightning vein.

My arm feels slightly numb.

The clothes were also charred black from the electric shock.

The circulation of vital energy dispels discomfort.

In the distance, Ke Shaohua lost his punch and fell into the forest, his figure disappearing into the grass.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the peach wood Seven Star Sword that had fallen beside him.

Ke Shaohua's eyes were filled with horror.

Strong, too strong.

He had unleashed the Thunder Infusion, causing his physique to surge. His punch, exceeding the power of five dragons and carrying the immense destructive force of thunder magic, was expected to be overwhelming. However, he ended up being crushed instead.

How can it be?

Didn't Master say that the current cultivation world is full of noobs, and that he can't just take them down at will?
"Zizi..."

The peach wood Seven Star Sword trembled slightly, and Ke Shaohua felt the restlessness in the sword's heart. The seven-star inscription on the sword body lit up with arc light.

Despite the pain in his body, he grabbed the Seven Star Sword and prepared to get up and unleash a powerful attack.

However, at that moment, a figure darted into the woods and kicked his hand before he could react.

The peach wood Seven Star Sword in his hand was suddenly kicked away.

"Oh!"

It was stuck into a large tree not far away. Instantly, a terrifying electric current was released, splitting the tree in two, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

What a powerful sword!

The tree exploded, and the sword was stuck diagonally in the ground, its arc of light covering a radius of more than ten meters.

The electric current surged through him, and even from a distance, Chen Yang felt a tingling sensation all over his body.

After a while, the terrifying electric arc subsided, leaving behind billowing black smoke and a strong smell of burning.

"Shhhhh..."

Chen Yang shot out silver needles at lightning speed, sealing off major acupoints on Ke Shaohua's body.

"you……"

Ke Shaohua sat on the ground, unable to move, his gaze fixed on Chen Yang, feeling emotions he had never experienced before.

Frustration, and fear.

He actually lost!
And they lost so completely.

“Demon, kill me if you will. I am not alone. Someone will avenge me in the future.”

The fear in his eyes was immediately replaced by boundless determination. He raised his head, with an expression of heroic sacrifice.

Chen Yang was speechless. How could there be such a person in the world, and of all people, he just had to run into one?

A silver needle was inserted into Ke Shaohua's Tanzhong acupoint.

The true energy immediately reversed direction.

A piercing pain struck instantly.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching cry echoed from the mountains and forests.

……

A few minutes later.

Ke Shaohua was soaked in sweat, looking as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"you……"

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, utterly despondent, with glistening tears streaming down his face, as if he had lost something most precious.

Dignity, yes, dignity.

He had just shamefully begged the person in front of him to spare him.

What a shame.

He was a dignified successor of the Northern Emperor Sect, yet he knelt down and begged for mercy from a heretic.

(End of this chapter)