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

Chapter 874 Lu Lingfeng's Relics, Yu Huaizhen's Transmission of Skill!
Yu Huaizhen sighed, "With your talent, you were destined for great things in the future, but unfortunately your path to success is now blocked. Alas..."

Chen Yang opened his mouth, almost wanting to tell Duan Qiuping everything.

But in the end, he managed to hold back.

This is a sensitive matter. Although Yu Huaizhen is very disappointed in this disciple, Duan Qiuping is still his student. He has a broad perspective, but if he knew that Duan Qiuping's death was related to him, would he still have such a broad perspective?
"what happened?"

Seeing his hesitant expression, Yu Huaizhen asked him a question.

Chen Yang came to his senses and said, "Senior, I recently found a kind of spiritual medicine that is said to have the effect of repairing injuries to the spiritual platform. I just don't know if it will be helpful for Daoist Jingchen's injuries..."

He did value the Azure Divine Sword Technique, but he felt uneasy about taking it for free; it was a favor he owed. Therefore, it was best to repay the favor on the spot.

Then, Chen Yang took out about two milliliters of the Three Corpse Holy Water, keeping only a few drops for himself.

A dark porcelain bottle was handed to Yu Huaizhen.

Yu Huaizhen took the bottle and looked at Chen Yang with a puzzled expression.

Chen Yang said, "The Three Corpse Holy Water is said to be the essence condensed from the Three Corpse Divine Tree of the Celestial Realm. It can nourish and repair damaged spiritual platforms. It may not be able to completely heal Daoist Jingchen's injuries, but it should improve his condition..."

"This……"

Yu Huaizhen was stunned. "This, such a precious thing..."

"No matter how precious it is, it is still just an external thing. I obtained this medicine by chance, and it didn't take much effort. Senior, please take it. If it can help Daoist Jingchen, that would be even better. However, this medicine cannot be exposed to light, so please be careful when you take it..." Chen Yang said with a great sense of perspective.

Yu Huaizhen nodded repeatedly, gripping the bottle tightly. "Young friend, I won't thank you enough. I'll accept the gift. Come to my meditation room tonight; I have some important matters to discuss with you..."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang was taken aback upon hearing this. As the two were talking, they had already arrived at Baoguo Temple.

It was almost noon, and the temple was bustling with tourists. Yu Huaizhen gave him a few words of advice and then left.

Chen Yang stood there for a moment.

"Have a rest?"

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"Grandmaster."

Chen Yang turned around, and Yuan Long was standing behind him.

Yuanlong nodded slightly, "My uncles and the others at Tianhua Zen Temple said that since you were coming, they wanted you to go there..."

"it is good."

Chen Yang responded.

Yuanlong said, "It's almost lunchtime, let's eat lunch first before we go. I heard you were quite the hero at Mount Si'e last night, tell me about it..."

"Master, rumors are not to be taken seriously."

Chen Yang was both amused and exasperated. He followed Yuan Long toward the dining hall in the backyard. "By the way, Master, have you seen the giant centipede that came with me?"

"It's probably at Tianhua Temple too!"

……

-

In the afternoon, at Tianhua Zen Temple.

After last night's wind and rain, today the sky is cloudless and as clean as a washed mirror. The sun is blazing, making people's scalps ache, and there are far fewer tourists going up the mountain.

When Chen Yang arrived at the Zen temple, he only saw Xuan Jing. The others had come in the morning and then gone to the Golden Summit with Xuan Qing.

It's a rare opportunity to come here, so going up to the Golden Summit to see the scenery and watch the sea of ​​clouds and sunset is very helpful for improving one's state of mind.

Of course, the same scenery, when seen frequently, loses its awe and becomes immune to its effects. But seeing it occasionally, being stimulated by the grandeur of nature, might lead to a sudden enlightenment, saving one years of arduous cultivation.

Chen Yang had not seen his uncle, who was still in seclusion consolidating his cultivation.

"What did the master call me here for?"

Inside the main hall, Xuanjing sat on a prayer mat, having just finished chanting a sutra.

He pointed to the prayer mat in front of him and gestured for Chen Yang to sit down.

"What happened to you last night? I heard from Daoist Yunting that you were quite the big shot, even killing that mountain serpent in the Mountain Lord's Tomb?"

After Chen Yang sat down, Xuan Jing directly voiced her doubts.

In the morning, a group of people gathered at Tianhua Temple to review the battle from the previous night. When Yunting recounted the details of the battle, many people were quite surprised.

As Yun Ting said, Chen Yang's sudden outburst and rampage across the battlefield can be said to have turned the tide of the battle single-handedly. He even managed to kill the tomb guardian beast in the Mountain Lord's Tomb, which means he must have at least the combat power of the late stage of the Dao True Realm.

This kid's actual cultivation level is the late stage of the Creation Realm. Although he has some special methods, how could he possibly be that strong?

Unfortunately, apart from Yun Ting, only Deng Yulian witnessed the scene firsthand. The others were trapped in the mountaintop formation and did not see what happened.

However, Yun Ting's words still have some credibility, and with Deng Yulian's corroboration, although it is unbelievable, one has no choice but to believe them.

Chen Yang remained calm upon hearing this.

He definitely couldn't talk about the system; he had already prepared his explanation when he went up the mountain.

Immediately, Chen Yang said calmly, "Master should also know about the Bottomless Cave of Longmen Mountain and the Absolute Pool of the Mountain Lord, right?"

Xuan Jing nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Chen Yang said, "Before Tan Shanjun's primordial spirit perished, he asked me to help him and his wife with their burial. In return, he left me some things, including a divine pill called the Dao Zhen Pill. After taking it, one can temporarily gain the cultivation level of the late Dao Zhen Realm, but it can only last for half an hour, and after the effects wear off, there will be a period of extreme weakness..."

It's best to pin this on a dead person, since the dead can't testify.

He wasn't exactly lying; he just concealed where the pills came from. As for their effects, he told the truth.

"Oh?"

Xuan Jing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

But they did not suspect anything.

Chen Yang's explanation was reasonable. Tan Jue was a former mountain lord, a being in the Celestial Realm, and it was even said that he had received the inheritance of the Medicine King. It was not surprising that he could refine such a pill.

After all, he was only at the late stage of the Dao True Realm.

He was willing to believe that the legendary Medicine King could grant someone a breakthrough to the Celestial Realm with just one pill.

Some beings have already been mythologized in the minds of younger generations in the cultivation world, and Sun Yaowang is one of them.

"Just one?" Xuan Jing asked.

"Just one."

Chen Yang nodded seriously, "It's for survival. The situation was really critical last night..."

"Ah."

Xuan Jing nodded slightly, "This is indeed your good fortune. Don't tell anyone else about this. If anyone asks, just say it's a divine elixir passed down from Emei..."

In this kind of situation, it's not the theft itself that's worrisome, but the fact that someone might have their eye on it. If someone with ulterior motives overhears it, it will inevitably cause trouble.

How can you guarantee that you only have this one pill? How can you guarantee that Tan Jue only passed on this little bit of knowledge to you?
Xuanjing's meaning was simple: by shifting the blame to Emei, everything would seem reasonable.

Chen Yang said, "Master, monks do not lie."

"Ah."

Xuanjing laughed, "I'm not the one lying, and you're not a monk."

Chen Yang felt awkward and changed the subject, "Did Senior Deng also go to the Golden Summit?"

Xuan Jing was about to speak, but then stopped.

The two looked towards the entrance of the hall, and after a short while, a person walked in; it was Deng Yulian.

She wore plain clothes and had no makeup on her face, looking very elegant.

Perhaps out of consideration for the Buddhist hall, she stood at the door but did not come in.

"Go."

Xuan Jing said, "She's been distracted since she came back last night. Maybe she has something to tell you."

Without saying a word, Chen Yang got up and walked out.

……

-

In the courtyard, a gardenia tree was in full bloom, and several birds were chirping in the tree.

"Senior, you weren't injured last night, were you?"

The two walked aimlessly in the corridor, and Chen Yang asked Deng Yulian a question.

Deng Yulian shook her head, then asked, "Was that person calling me 'Master's Wife' last night?"

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback. "Didn't Master Xuanjing tell you that?"

Deng Yulian shook her head again, "After returning last night, I've been restless. That face, that voice, they're so familiar. It's like so many things are about to surface in my mind, but..."

It's really frustrating when you can't remember something.

It's clear that Ding Huanchun's appearance last night was quite a shock to her.

Chen Yang didn't try to hide anything. He didn't know much, but he was clear about the relationship between Ding Huanchun and Pang Guanglin, so he gave her a brief explanation.

Deng Yulian frowned upon hearing this. "He's Pang Guanglin's disciple, so why does he call me 'Master's Wife'?"

"This one……"

Chen Yang chuckled dryly. How am I supposed to answer that question?
Just say it directly: you and Master Pang might be having an affair?
"Actually, I don't know much about Master Pang either."

Chen Yang said, "However, my uncle obtained the consciousness of Patriarch Pang and has some of his memories. After he comes out of seclusion, you can communicate with him. In addition, it is said that Patriarch Pang's consciousness is currently stored in Fuhu Temple..."

As the two talked, they arrived at the backyard, at Deng Yulian's meditation room.

Once inside, Deng Yulian took out the Crimson Sky Sword and returned it to Chen Yang. Then, she opened a drawer and took something out.

It is a round, ring-shaped jade pendant.

It is entirely emerald green, without a single other color.

Just as Chen Yang was wondering, Deng Yulian said, "It was found on Lu Lingfeng last night. He was struck by lightning and burned, and this is the only thing that's still intact on his body."

As she spoke, she handed the ring-shaped jade pendant to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang took it and examined it. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, and the jade was delicate. Judging from its shape, it should be an accessory worn around the waist.

This thing is quite something, being able to remain unharmed under the lightning punishment.

Deng Yulian said, "Take it back and study it. He also left behind a sword, which is of a high grade, so I kept it for myself..."

Chen Yang nodded slightly, put away the jade pendant, and looked up at Deng Yulian. "Last night, during your battle with Lu Lingfeng, I saw that your swordsmanship was also quite remarkable. Do you have any memories of martial arts techniques?"

"I am not sure."

Deng Yulian shook her head, "It's like a bodily instinct, but they say I'm now a Corpse Demon, different from before. I don't know what I was like before, but now, some instinctive techniques seem to be useless..."

The body of a corpse demon is naturally different from that of an ordinary person. Although Chen Yang was not clear about the specific differences, he was certain that they were two completely different cultivation systems.

As for the problem with the cultivation technique, Chen Yang was unable to help.

Deng Yulian said, "I heard from them that this Lu Lingfeng seems to have quite a background. Now that he's dead, he might be in trouble. You should be more careful in the future."

Chen Yang nodded slightly. "He died as a punishment from heaven, which has nothing to do with any of us. In fact, the Shennong Sect should thank us for collecting his body."

Upon hearing this, Deng Yulian was both amused and exasperated.

Others may not know, but do you think I don't?

If you hadn't tricked them into killing that mountain serpent, would they have been punished by lightning and died?
Speaking of which, Lu Lingfeng was really pitiful.

Thinking back to last night, Lu Lingfeng, who wanted to find a place to avoid the calamity, was blocked by that eight-winged centipede, forcing him to endure the lightning punishment and ultimately die a miserable death. It was truly a bit pitiful.

After leaving the meditation room, Deng Yulian went to talk to Xuan Jing.

Chen Yang just mentioned Pang Guanglin's knowledge, and she wants to learn more about it.

"By the way, have you met Elder Wu before, senior?"

Since last night, Chen Yang has not seen Elder Wu show up, and he can't help but be a little worried.

In particular, he had previously tried to contact it using the Mountain Demon Seal, but received no response.

Last night, the eight-winged centipede was with Deng Yulian, so she should know where the eight-winged centipede went.

"It's probably soaking in the elephant-washing pool. When it came back last night, it said it ate too much and needed some time to digest," Deng Yulian said.

"The Elephant Washing Pool?"

……

Deng Yulian went to the main hall, while Chen Yang went to the Elephant Washing Pool.

During this period, Tianhua Temple was closed to the public under the pretext of renovation, and the Elephant Washing Pool was also fenced off, with no tourists present.

Chen Yang arrived at the edge of the pool and probed the bottom of the pool with his spiritual power.

Sure enough, we saw an eight-winged centipede at the bottom of the pool.

It curled up at the bottom of the pool like a cooked shrimp, fast asleep.

"Old Centipede?"

Chen Yang called out twice, but there was no response.

They were sleeping soundly.

Chen Yang paused, then a ball of red silk appeared in his hand and shot to the bottom of the pool with a whoosh.

Under the control of mental power, the silk threads quickly wrapped around the eight-winged centipede, pulling it out of the water like a turtle being pulled from its shell.

A centipede with eight wings, a body length of over one meter, and a jet-black body appeared in the sunlight.

If someone were to witness such a scene, they would probably be scared out of their wits.

"Old Centipede!"

Chen Yang grabbed the eight-winged centipede's body and shook it vigorously a few times.

With the intense sunlight stimulation, the eight-winged centipede finally woke up slowly.

Like a drunken old man, dazed and confused, when he saw it was Chen Yang, he couldn't help but curse, "I'm so sleepy, aren't you annoying me...?"

"I'm afraid you'll drown," Chen Yang said.

"What's the point of drowning?"

The eight-winged centipede was utterly speechless upon hearing this.

It's like you're sleeping soundly, and someone wakes you up and asks if you were asleep—that's just asking for trouble.

Go play somewhere else.

The eight-winged centipede broke free from Chen Yang, flapped its wings, and slid back into the water.

"Help organize Lu Lingfeng's memories, especially those about that old ancestor of the Shennong Sect, and also, the Jade Cabbage..." Chen Yang hurriedly reminded him.

That was his real purpose in waking up the eight-winged centipede.

It absorbed Lu Lingfeng's brain marrow. If it wasn't reminded, it would have directly absorbed it as nutrients to increase its cultivation, and then it wouldn't have been able to recover any of its memories.

"I know, you don't need to tell me!"

A string of bubbles rose from the water, and the eight-winged centipede quickly slithered down to the Elephant Washing Pool, where it then fell into a deep sleep.

"You really know how to pick a spot!"

Chen Yang shook his head and didn't bother him any further.

They then left Tianhua Temple and headed up the mountain.

It's still early, so we can still catch up with Old Zhou and the others at the Golden Summit and watch the sunset together.

……

-

The night was bright, and the moonlight was intense.

After descending from the Golden Summit and returning to Baoguo Temple, it was already past 11 p.m.

Yu Huaizhen also went to the Golden Summit. When he came down, he deliberately told Chen Yang to go to his meditation room later.

Chen Yang was a little unsure of Yu Huaizhen's intentions. Why was she talking to him so late at night? There were so many opportunities to talk during the day, why did she have to wait until late at night to say it?

It was past midnight. After washing up, everyone had gone to bed. Almost all the lights in the backyard were off, and only the air conditioner's outdoor unit was making a whirring sound, which made the night exceptionally quiet.

The meditation room that the temple arranged for Yu Huaizhen was located at the back. When Chen Yang arrived, the lights in the room were already off.

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, then reached out and knocked on the door. "Senior, are you asleep?"

He whispered something.

The lights in the room came on quickly, the door opened, and Yu Huaizhen came out.

His Taoist robe was neat and tidy, and he didn't look like he had already gone to sleep.

"Come with me."

Yu Huaizhen seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, and led Chen Yang straight out of the temple.

They're acting all mysterious, like some kind of shady spies.

With some doubt, Chen Yang followed Yu Huaizhen to a clearing in the woods near the temple.

The moonlight was serene, casting dappled shadows on the trees. In the dead of night, there wasn't a single ghost in sight; the forest was utterly quiet.

Why did this old Taoist bring me here? There's no one around. Could it be that he wants to duel me?

Chen Yang had some doubts.

Yu Huaizhen pointed to a rock in the middle of the woods and had Chen Yang sit on it.

"Senior, is there anything you need to tell me?" Chen Yang asked hurriedly.

Yu Huaizhen shook his head. "Didn't you ask about the Azure God Sword Technique during the day? This sword technique is too profound. Even a Dao True Realm expert needs to have talent in swordsmanship to even begin to learn it. I don't have anything of note to offer. Since you're interested, I'll explain the mysteries of this sword technique to you..."

"Ok?"

Chen Yang was taken aback. Did I say I was interested in this sword technique?

Although I am indeed very interested, I haven't expressed it to you so directly, have I?

Judging from Yu Huaizhen's expression, she was clearly trying to force it on him.

However, Chen Yang could understand. It was probably because Yu Huaizhen didn't want to owe him a favor, since he had given him the Three Corpse Holy Water during the day.

Owe someone a favor, which is to incur karmic debt. Those who cultivate Taoism and Buddhism are most averse to this. If you owe someone a favor, it is best to repay it on the spot to avoid forming an obsession in the future.

"Sit cross-legged and do nothing, think nothing."

Yu Huaizhen's voice rang in Chen Yang's ears, pulling him back to reality from his daze.

At that moment, Chen Yang didn't say much. He simply sat cross-legged and emptied his mind, as Yu Huaizhen had instructed.

Yu Huaizhen stood in front of Chen Yang, took a deep breath, and her entire demeanor suddenly changed.

sword!
Sword intent!

The surrounding trees swayed without wind. In that instant, Yu Huaizhen seemed to transform into a sword, his sword intent suddenly condensing.

With his energy and spirit fully concentrated, he gently touched Chen Yang's brow with the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

(End of this chapter)