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

Chapter 838 Chen Yang's Embarrassment, His Acting Skills Are On Point!

Chen Yang didn't speak, but took out a sword-offering stone and affixed it to the sword.

Immediately, the sword flashed with wisps of electricity, which coiled around the sacrificial stone. Soon, the energy in the sacrificial stone was rapidly absorbed by the sword.

A few breaths later, the sacrificial sword stone turned into dust, which fell through Chen Yang's fingers.

"what?"

Ke Shaohua's eyes lit up.

He could clearly feel the sword's core within the blade. Initially, it was in a weak state, but now it had clearly perked up, as if it had just drunk a bowl of nourishing soup.

Chen Yang also clearly felt a spiritual fluctuation coming from the sword, which was the sword's heart expressing its gratitude to him.

Last night, if it weren't for this sword, I really don't know what the outcome would have been.

Chen Yang smiled and handed the Seven Star Thunderclap Sword back to Ke Shaohua. "We've become friends through a fight, and now we've been through thick and thin together. If you don't mind, we can be friends. If you ever have the chance to come to Shu again, don't forget to look for me..."

Would you like to be my friend?

Ke Shaohua took the sword, sensing the changes in the sword's core, and looked at Chen Yang with some surprise.

"What? Is it not allowed?" Chen Yang looked at him strangely.

Ke Shaohua shook his head. "Yes, of course, but our faction has many enemies, and very few people are willing to be friends with us."

Chen Yang looked at him and said, "Your actions are a bit extreme and your style is a bit domineering. Let's just assume you lack experience in the ways of the world. You'll get better after experiencing more of the harsh realities of life."

Ke Shaohua chuckled sheepishly. "Beatings? He's been beaten countless times lately."

When he was going down the mountain, his master told him that with his strength, he could walk around with impunity. But after he went down the mountain, he realized that while he could walk around with impunity, he could also easily get his legs crippled.

"Young friend Chen Yang."

Just then, a voice came from afar.

Chen Yang looked in the direction of the sound and saw two people standing on a stilted building by the roadside.

"Senior Yun Ting, Abbot Xiao."

Standing upstairs were Daoist Yunting and Xiao Jianfeng, and Chen Yang quickly greeted them.

"If it's convenient, would you like to come up for a chat?" said Daoist Yunting.

Chen Yang was somewhat taken aback, but he still nodded.

When he turned around to say a few words to Ke Shaohua, he saw that Ke Shaohua had already run away with his greatsword.

They ran faster than rabbits, as if they had lost their souls.

This guy……

Chen Yang shook his head and walked towards the stilted house.

……

On the second floor.

In a suspended corridor, Daoist Yunting and Xiao Jianfeng were chatting.

Seeing Chen Yang come up, Xiao Jianfeng took out a crimson sword from behind his back and handed it to Chen Yang.

It was Chixiao.

Last night, during the fierce battle at Dog Head Mountain, Chi Xiao was sent flying. He was being chased by Ding Huanchun and didn't have time to pick up the pieces.

When he left the mountain, he went to Dog Head Mountain to look for it, but he couldn't find it. It turned out that it was with Xiao Jianfeng.

"Thank you, Abbot Xiao."

Chen Yang quickly expressed his gratitude, "Did you get hurt last night, Senior Xiao?"

Xiao Jianfeng shook his head. "It's alright, just a minor injury."

It must be said that the Zixia Temple's "Myriad Tribulations Dao Body Technique" is indeed amazing. Xiao Jianfeng, in the mid-stage of the Dao True Realm, was able to fight Ding Huanchun, who possessed the Heavenly Human Body, to a standstill when he unleashed the Dao Body Golden Body.

Last night at Dog Head Mountain, if Xiao Jianfeng hadn't stepped up, he probably would have been instantly killed by Ding Huanchun from the very beginning.

Now, his impression of Master Xiao has changed; when there's a problem, he really comes to the rescue.

It's a pity he ended up with a wife like that.

“Young friend, was that a disciple of the Northern Emperor Sect just now?” Daoist Yun Ting asked from the side.

"This……"

Chen Yang paused upon hearing this.

Now he finally understood why Ke Shaohua had run away.

A thousand years ago, the Taiyi Sect was destroyed by the Northern Emperor Sect, and the two people in front of us, whether from the Shenxiao Sect or the Zixia Temple, are both inheritors of the Taiyi Sect.

Later, when various factions besieged the Northern Emperor's faction, these two factions were certainly involved.

Therefore, the Northern Emperor faction and these two factions have a long-standing feud spanning thousands of years.

Ke Shaohua is definitely afraid of getting beaten up.

Seeing Chen Yang hesitate and stammer, Yun Ting couldn't help but find it amusing. "I was just asking casually. It's an old story, hundreds or even thousands of years old. Who would hold a grudge about it? I just wanted to remind you, young friend, that the Northern Emperor Sect acts domineeringly and irrationally. Dealing with them will likely bring a lot of trouble..."

"Thank you for reminding me, senior. I understand." Chen Yang looked like he had learned something.

Daoist Yunting scrutinized Chen Yang carefully. "Are you a disciple of Emei?"

Chen Yang nodded. "I am a lay disciple of Emei. Master Xuanjing gave me a Dharma name, Dingyang."

"Ah."

Yun Ting nodded slightly. He had already heard these things from others before. What he really wanted to ask was something else.

"I wanted to ask you last night, but it wasn't the right time."

Yun Ting slowly spoke, "I saw you use lightning magic last night, it shouldn't be an Emei inheritance, right?"

He saw Chen Yang use lightning magic last night and felt that the image looked familiar.

Doesn't it look familiar? The Shenxiao Sect, Zixia Temple, and Songhe Temple all practice the same thunder magic.

Chen Yang looked embarrassed.

This is what I was asking.

He didn't mince words and immediately said, "It's not an Emei lineage, but the Five Thunder Escape Technique passed down from Songhe Temple."

"Oh?"

Both of them were somewhat surprised to hear this.

They already felt that the thunder technique Chen Yang used looked familiar, and they strongly suspected that it was the "Five Thunder Escape Technique". If Chen Yang hadn't said anything, they would have almost all suspected that someone from their two sects had passed on this secret technique.

It turned out to be Songhe Temple.

Daoist Yunting was somewhat puzzled. "As far as I know, Songhe Temple on Mount Luofu has declined in recent years. Now there are only two or three Creation Realm cultivators holding it together. No one cultivates thunder magic anymore. Your thunder magic is..."

Since this concerns the secret techniques of the three sects, we must find out the source of this knowledge. Who passed it on without permission, or did Chen Yang steal it? Once we find out the source, those responsible will be held accountable.

Chen Yang said, "It was quite a coincidence that I received the inheritance of a deceased senior from Mount Luofu..."

"Oh? I wonder who it is?"

"The Five Thunder Immortal, Ye Yunting."

"he?"

Daoist Yunting was slightly taken aback, clearly quite surprised.

Ye Yunting, of course he knew him, after all, this person's name was too similar to his Daoist title.

They were of the same generation, the pride of their generation. However, Ye Yunting went to Shuailao Mountain and never returned. Along with the older generation of Songhe Temple, most of them perished in Shuailao Mountain.

In addition to some subsequent changes, Songhe Temple declined and fell out of the ranks of first-class sects.

Unexpectedly, I heard news of an old friend from Chen Yang.

He took a deep breath and exchanged a glance with Xiao Jianfeng.

Since it was passed down from the Five Thunder Immortal of Songhe Temple, it can be considered a legitimate lineage, and the two of them could not find any fault with it.

“Cultivating lightning magic is extremely dangerous. One wrong move and you will be doomed. If you encounter any obstacles on this path in the future, you can seek our help for guidance…” said Daoist Yunting.

"Thank you both, seniors." Chen Yang looked flattered.

Xiao Jianfeng said, "Now that you have inherited the Songhe Temple's legacy, if you have the chance, you can also go and see Mount Luofu. The Songhe Temple is no longer what it used to be..."

His words were tinged with emotion.

Chen Yang nodded slightly.

He originally intended to tell them about the current situation of the Five Thunder Immortals and see if the two of them could help him.

But after talking with Master Wu Lei, he wouldn't let Chen Yang mention it at all.

There was nothing Chen Yang could do but keep it a secret for him.

Perhaps Mr. Ye felt ashamed of his current situation, or perhaps he owed them money, a lot of money.

Daoist Yunting looked at Xiao Jianfeng, as if to say, "Now it's your turn to ask."

When Chen Yang met Xiao Jianfeng's gaze, he sensed something was amiss.

Xiao Jianfeng pointed to Chen Yang's chest, "Young friend, if I'm not mistaken, what you were wearing around your neck last night was the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token from my sect, wasn't it?"

"This……"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's expression changed slightly.

My heart skipped a beat.

Last night, he fought a fierce battle with Ding Huanchun and, out of necessity, used the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token in front of Xiao Jianfeng.

That scene must have startled Xiao Jianfeng.

Chen Yang had already realized this, so he put the token into the system space, attempting to get away with it.

But clearly, this is not a hurdle that can be easily fooled.

It's a bit embarrassing to ask this to my face.

Chen Yang braced himself and took out the token, saying, "This token was given to me by Madam Xiao. Some time ago, Madam Xiao fell ill and came to Jiapigou to find me. I used my magic to help her get rid of the illness, and Madam Xiao gave me this as a thank you gift..." What he said was not a lie. He had helped Fang Xueting cure her beauty sore, so he felt at ease taking this thing.

But this thing is, after all, a treasure of Zixia Temple. It's normal for the owner to want it back after discovering it.

Xiao Jianfeng paused upon hearing this, and he immediately guessed that it was Fang Xueting who gave it to him.

After all, this sign was given to Fang Xueting for self-defense. Unless Fang Xueting gave it away willingly, how many other people could forcibly take it?

Fang Xueting had already told him about the treatment over the phone, but she was vague about what illness it was. She only said that someone had investigated and found out that a disciple of the Northern Emperor Sect had ambushed him, and that he should use the resources of the Zixia Temple to find the person.

He had been in Beijing all this time and had no time to deal with Fang Xueting's affairs. However, by sheer coincidence, he ran into Ke Shaohua, and he had already spoken with Ke Shaohua last night.

Ke Shaohua recounted what happened, saying that Fang Xueting had harassed him, and he thought that the woman was promiscuous and not a good person, so he took action to teach her a lesson.

If Xiao Jianfeng hadn't been an elder and hadn't been well-mannered, he probably would have taught Ke Shaohua a lesson back then.

But he was too embarrassed to say that Fang Xueting was his wife, and simply asked Ke Shaohua to hand over the antidote.

Firstly, although Ke Shaohua has low emotional intelligence and acts domineeringly, he is upright and does not seem like a bad person.

Secondly, since the other party is backed by the Northern Emperor Sect, Xiao Jianfeng didn't want to get involved in any more conflicts with the Northern Emperor Sect because of this matter.

How could he not know his own wife at all what kind of person she is?

Xiao Jianfeng simply didn't care, after all, Fang Xueting was indeed obedient and knew how to serve people in front of him.

However, giving away the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token is really wasteful.

Chen Yang held the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token in his hand. "If this token is important to Abbot Xiao, then it should be returned to its rightful owner. However, the energy within this token has been exhausted after last night's battle..."

He was generous, but Xiao Jianfeng was a little embarrassed.

If you had given it to me privately, I would have accepted it, but you did it in front of Daoist Yunting.

If you give something away and then ask for it back, you'll be laughed at to death.

At their level of status, saving face is very important.

"It's nothing special. You can keep it."

He still had to maintain his composure, so Xiao Jianfeng waved his hand dismissively. "Since you've cultivated lightning magic, this thing isn't wasted in your hands. When there's a thunderstorm, just put it outside, and it will naturally absorb and transform the Yi Wood Divine Lightning..."

Daoist Yun Ting looked at him with some surprise. This guy actually gave it to him?

Although Zixia Temple is wealthy, it shouldn't be squandered like this, right?
But as an outsider, he has no right to express his opinion.

Perhaps Xiao Jianfeng saw Chen Yang's potential and was doing him a favor, or perhaps he simply didn't think the token was important.

After all, Xiao Jianfeng gave this token to his wife for protection, so giving it away as a gift wouldn't be a big deal.

"Master Xiao?"

Chen Yang was somewhat surprised. He thought Xiao Jianfeng would take the token back or at most give him some compensation, but he didn't expect him to give it away directly and even tell him how to charge the token.

Xiao Jianfeng shook his head and said nothing more.

I was narrow-minded; it was I who was narrow-minded.

Chen Yang awkwardly thanked him and put the token away.

"Amitabha, both Taoist priests are here."

Just then, a voice came from the side, and it was the monk Kongming walking over.

"Grandmaster."

Daoist Yunting and Xiao Jianfeng quickly exchanged greetings.

Kongming approached with a compassionate smile on his face. "I've come to have a chat with young friend Chen Yang. Have you two Daoist masters finished your conversation?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang was taken aback. "Is he trying to chat with me again?"
"We've finished talking, Master. You two can continue."

Yun Ting nodded slightly, then made room for the two of them and left the small building with Xiao Jianfeng.

After watching the two leave, the monk Kongming turned around and looked at Chen Yang.

"What guidance do you have, Master?"

Chen Yang clasped his hands together and bowed, behaving very respectfully in front of such a figure.

"Young friend, there's no need to be nervous."

The Venerable Monk Kongming said gently, "I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to ask you that last night, but it wasn't the right time..."

Ugh, it's the same sentence again.

Chen Yang sensed that something was wrong.

But then the monk Kongming said, "I see that you, young friend, also possess the aura of my sect's divine skill, the Marrow Cleansing Classic. I wonder if you could enlighten this old monk?"

"This……"

Chen Yang felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.

What's going on today? You all made plans together, didn't you?

"The Marrow Cleansing Classic?"

Chen Yang looked surprised, but at this point, he could only pretend not to know.

After all, the Marrow Cleansing Classic is a secret technique of Faxiang Temple. In the cultivation world, if you steal someone else's secret technique, they will cripple you without hesitation.

Her acting skills are still solid.

The enlightened monk said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have already cultivated your bone marrow to the Immaculate Realm..."

"Master, are you referring to the bone marrow cultivation technique I use? Is it the Marrow Cleansing Scripture of your temple?" Chen Yang asked, looking surprised.

The Venerable Monk Kongming nodded slightly. "You don't know?"

"do not know."

Chen Yang shook his head. "This technique was passed down to me by an old monk, and it doesn't have a name..."

The Venerable Monk Kongming stared straight at him. "Amitabha, you don't lie?"

"I dare not lie."

Chen Yang quickly shook his head.

This wasn't a lie. When Xue Chongli gave him the cultivation technique, it didn't have a name. At the time, he didn't know it was the Marrow Cleansing Classic. By the time he realized it, he had already read the contents of the technique.

Kongming immediately inquired about the old monk Chen Yang had mentioned.

Chen Yang, however, knew nothing about it.

Xue Chongli kindly passed on his skills to him; he couldn't possibly betray him.

Kongming was puzzled. This technique could only be accessed by the higher-ups in the temple. Was it passed on by a high-ranking monk from the temple while he was traveling and practicing asceticism?

The young man in front of me is indeed quite talented. At such a young age, he has already cultivated the Marrow Cleansing Scripture to the Immaculate Realm, which is enough to make those so-called geniuses in the Faxiang Temple look up to him in the dust.

Therefore, it is not impossible that a high-ranking monk in the temple, upon seeing him, took pity on his talent and passed on his divine skills.

It's a pity that since they passed on their skills, why didn't they accept him as a disciple? Instead, Baoguo Temple benefited from it.

We need to investigate this matter thoroughly when we get back.

He didn't ask any more questions at the moment, but chatted with Chen Yang about cultivation matters and reminded him that this technique should not be passed on to outsiders, and then left.

……

After Kongming left, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief and touched his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

This day was just too difficult.

It felt like I was being gang-raped.

But it's good that some things are out in the open, so there's no need to hide them anymore.

He looked around, wondering if anyone else was coming to find him.

They wanted to make a quick getaway.

As he came out of the small building, he ran into Zhou Mingyuan and Xuan Qing walking towards him, and immediately turned to leave.

"Why are you running? What's wrong?"

Seeing that he looked like he had done something wrong, Xuanqing quickly stopped him.

"It's okay, I'm looking for a restroom."

Chen Yang chuckled.

Having done nothing wrong in front of these two, he immediately straightened up and asked, "Where are you two seniors going?"

"I'm looking for you!" Zhou Mingyuan said.

"Find me?"

Chen Yang was taken aback. "Looking for me again? Am I that popular today?"

Zhou Mingyuan asked, "Did you bring the Stone Spirit?"

"Bring it."

Chen Yang responded, realizing it was for Shi Ling.

Zhou Mingyuan didn't say much, and led Chen Yang towards a farmhouse not far away.

Chen Yang was somewhat surprised. Why would Zhou Mingyuan care so much about Shi Ling?

Did these two have crossed paths before? Or was there some kind of deal between Zhou Mingyuan and Shi Ling that they talked for so long in the provincial capital?

But that's not important. Even if there is a transaction, it's Zhou Mingyuan and Shi Ling's business, and has nothing to do with him.

Upon arriving at the farmhouse, they found accommodation arranged by the village.

In the bedroom, Zhou Mingyuan asked Chen Yang to take out the stone beads.

Xuan Qing was also there, and his gaze was drawn to the stone bead that Chen Yang had taken out.

Zhou Mingyuan took the bead. "The original owner's obsession remains very strong in this bead. It will probably take some time for me and Shi Ling to erase it. Master Xuanqing, could you lend a hand?"

Without a second thought, Xuan Qing nodded. "Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll call a few more fellow cultivators over."

Chen Yang stared at the two of them in astonishment, especially Xuan Qing. It seemed like they were sharing some delicious food.
(End of this chapter)