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

Chapter 889 The old monk in the cave comprehends the wonders of lightness skill!

The weather in February and August is truly unpredictable.

They thought the rain wouldn't last long, but it was still raining even after the three of them had finished lunch.

The rain subsided a little, and the three of them returned to the hotel for the time being.

The streets were flooded, the river was swollen, the sky was overcast, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Two Rivers Hotel.

The three of them each booked a room for the time being.

Chen Yang went to Zhou Mingyuan's room, wanting to have a chat with him.

Zhou Mingyuan seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and before Chen Yang could speak, he said, "My affairs with him can't be explained in a few words. I agreed to come with him this time because I had no choice but to. Plus, he told me that you were coming too. That old man is very cunning, and I don't know what he's up to. You can't outsmart him, and I'm afraid you'll suffer..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's face twitched slightly. "When we were in Emei, he told me, 'Old Zhou, you're coming,' which is why I came..."

He wasn't stupid. He knew Huang Long had a bad reputation. If Zhou Mingyuan hadn't come, why would he have accompanied Huang Long on this trip?
There's a saying in Panshan: "Two people shouldn't look into a well, and two people shouldn't go into the mountains."

This illustrates the complexity of human nature. If someone is not your closest or most trusted confidant, and you follow them into the mountains, a major conflict of interest could lead to their demise. They could kill you silently in the deep forest, leaving you with nowhere to seek justice after your death.

"Ah."

After hearing this, Zhou Mingyuan was both amused and exasperated. "I expected it to be like this. That old man is very cunning. But, since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. We'll just have to be more careful once we get into the mountains..."

When Huang Long spoke to Chen Yang, he promised Zhou Mingyuan that he would come, but when he spoke to Zhou Mingyuan, he said that Chen Yang would come. He deceived both of them by saying this.

I have to say, they really know how to have fun.

Chen Yang was curious about what Zhou Mingyuan meant by having a reason to come, but it was clear that Zhou Mingyuan didn't want to bring up the question.

"Here's something for you!"

Zhou Mingyuan immediately changed the subject, taking out a small Bagua bronze mirror from his pocket.

The bronze mirror was no more than half the size of a palm, golden in color, with a smooth back and a yin-yang symbol on the front.

It looks exquisite and has a high-quality feel.

Zhou Mingyuan placed the Bagua bronze mirror directly into Chen Yang's hand. "This is something I gambled on from Daoist Yunting during the Daoist discussion a couple of days ago. It's a protective bronze mirror that can withstand a full-force attack from a late-stage Dao True Realm expert. You heard him say that the cave is very dangerous, so I'll lend it to you to play with for now..."

Chen Yang paused for a moment.

He does indeed lack some protective treasures now.

Last time in Raojiang, after the energy of that dragon scale was exhausted, it was no longer of any use.

Currently, Chen Yang's only protective treasures are a tortoise horn given to him by the ox-tendon grass and the Heavenly Silkworm Robe he is wearing.

Although the tortoise horn can withstand attacks from Dao True Realm cultivators, it has very little energy left, and the quality of the tortoise horn is not particularly high. It is already quite good that it can withstand attacks from early Dao True Realm cultivators.

"Mr. Zhou, isn't this too precious?"

As the saying goes, one should not accept a reward without merit, so Chen Yang was somewhat embarrassed to accept it.

"It's a loan for you to play with, not a gift for you."

Zhou Mingyuan handed the item to Chen Yang, saying, "Don't worry, I have something better. This isn't very useful to me."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

Chen Yang then accepted the items.

Since it's a loan, use it if you need it, and return it later if you don't.

However, Chen Yang still hoped that it wouldn't need to be used.

……

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The rain gradually stopped around dusk, and as darkness fell, the river swelled, its roaring sound audible from afar.

They had originally planned to go into the mountains in the afternoon, but they had to postpone it because of the rain. Now the rain has stopped, but it's already dark.

It had just rained heavily, and it was nighttime, so there was a risk of avalanches or landslides. After some deliberation, the three decided to rest for the night and head up the mountain the next day.

……

Silent all night.

The next morning, the sky was clear and blue, and in the distance, the sun shone on the mountains, casting a golden glow.

The three arrived at the foot of Jinjia Mountain, got out of the car, looked up, and then Huang Long led the way, walking towards the mountain road.

At the foot of the mountain, the vegetation is lush, birds sing and flowers bloom, and the air is incredibly fresh. This is Chen Yang's first time visiting Jinjia Mountain, and he feels that the scenery of Jinjia Mountain is different from other places.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was different.

Zhou Mingyuan and Huang Long didn't have much to say, but neither of them felt awkward. Chen Yang mediated, chatting with one person for a while and then with another. Before they knew it, they had reached the halfway point of the mountain.

Jinjia Mountain is high in altitude, and the air is thin halfway up the mountain, causing the temperature to drop suddenly. Although the sun is out, the sunlight feels like it has no warmth on your body.

The surrounding vegetation thinned out, becoming even thinner as you went higher, and the path was frozen, making it difficult to walk.

Further up, you'll reach an area covered in snow year-round; there are no roads, so you'll have to find your own.

Although all three were physically strong, the high altitude still had some effect on them. The thin air made their breathing more rapid, and their exhaled air turned into wisps of white mist.

The air entered my lungs through my nostrils, feeling as cold as a knife cutting my throat.

The three of them remained silent, fearing they might trigger an avalanche.

Huang Long, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yang asked telepathically.

Huang Long didn't reply, but raised his chin and pointed ahead.

Chen Yang walked over and saw a pile of footprints on the snow in front of him.

Human footprints.

The footprints led up to the mountaintop, varying in size and pattern, clearly indicating that there was more than one person.

Moreover, these footprints look very fresh.

It rained yesterday, so it must have snowed on the mountaintop too. If these were footprints left by someone in the past, they should have been covered by snow long ago.

In other words, these footprints are not only fresh, but so fresh that they were left within the time frame from yesterday's rain until now.

Huang Long said, "The footprints are very shallow. They're not from hikers. They must be martial arts practitioners. It seems someone got here before us."

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. "Who could it be?"

Huang Long shook his head. "Who can figure that out? Heaven knows how many people know about this cave. But it's good that someone is scouting ahead for us. Opportunities are for those who are destined to have them. If we can come, others can too."

Chen Yang didn't say much.

The radar spread out and surveyed the surrounding area, but found nothing.

They're all going into the mountains to search for treasure. If you can come, others can too. But who comes, and whether they pose a threat, is another matter entirely.

The three continued uphill, heading straight for the eastern foothills.

The footprints on the ground also pointed towards the eastern foothills.

At this moment, the surroundings were a vast expanse of white snow, with not a single blade of grass or tree in sight, not even a patch of bare earth.

The snow on the mountain had been accumulating for countless years and was incredibly thick. The three of them walked with extreme caution, trying their best not to slip.

Chen Yang's lightness skill was decent, but he couldn't yet walk on snow without leaving a trace; he still stumbled along, sometimes sinking deep and sometimes shallow.

Zhou Mingyuan and Huang Long were quite skilled; they must have some kind of method to control their qi. Although their steps looked heavy, they only left a faint trace on the snow.

Chen Yang walked at the back, watching the two's footsteps.

A sudden inspiration struck me.

He secretly channeled his true energy into the soles of his feet, circulating it according to the energy flow path of the "Wall-Walking Technique".

A vortex of true energy formed under his feet, generating a suction force, and his foot sank down, leaving a much deeper footprint.

At this moment, he reversed the energy flow path on the soles of his feet. The true energy still flowed between the acupoints, but in a different direction.

At first, he couldn't muster any strength. His true essence traveled along the predetermined path for a short while before dissipating.

But after practicing repeatedly, one becomes more and more proficient, and a small vortex forms.

However, this time, the vortex reversed, and the attraction turned into repulsion.

Chen Yang clearly felt his feet lighten. Although the repulsive force was not strong, much weaker than the suction force generated by the vortex spinning forward, it still lifted him up and made his body feel lighter.

Could it really work?
Chen Yang was overjoyed. At first, he had some trouble controlling the force of his feet, and his steps were sometimes heavy and sometimes light. But as he moved forward step by step, he gradually adapted and his steps became lighter and lighter, and the marks he left on the snow became shallower and shallower.

Zhou Mingyuan and Huang Long walked ahead, watching Chen Yang toddle behind them, initially limping, but gradually becoming more and more fluent, which surprised them both.

This little guy can even grasp the essence of light-body kung fu just by walking; his comprehension is truly extraordinary.

Once they reach their level, they generally know a trick to lightness skill: directly guide true energy into the soles of their feet and release it quickly from the acupoints on the soles of their feet.

This creates a recoil force, which allows a person to be lifted up, feel light as a feather, and briefly float or remain suspended in the air.

However, this behavior consumes an enormous amount of true energy, and the recoil force is not as great as one might imagine. Therefore, unless it is a critical moment, no one would choose to waste their true energy on such a high-energy-volume activity.

When using lightness skills normally, one would only use this trick slightly, consuming a small amount of true energy to make the body feel lighter and run faster.

For example, Zhou Mingyuan and Huang Long are currently emitting true energy under their feet. Otherwise, with their body weight, how could they leave such shallow marks on the snow? That would completely violate the laws of mechanics.

……

However, Chen Yang's "Wall-Climbing Technique" is quite different from the tricks and principles used by Zhou and Huang.

His true energy circulates within his body and is not output outwards.

The vital energy moves between acupoints, forming a vortex of vital energy within the body, which in turn affects the airflow outside the body, forming an airflow vortex outside the body.

Whether a vortex is repulsive or attractive depends entirely on whether it rotates in the forward or reverse direction.

Therefore, Chen Yang does not need to directly expel true essence. Although he relies on the force of airflow backlash, it is not a backlash from directly shooting out true essence, but rather a backlash brought about by the airflow vortex caused by the true essence.

Therefore, the consumption of true essence is actually very small.

As long as the vortex can continue to spin at high speed, the recoil force it generates is no less than that generated by directly expelling true essence.

Chen Yang tried many times to increase the rotation speed of the vortex to the limit and the repulsive force to the extreme. He roughly sensed that it should have a force of about 20 to 30 kilograms.

This amount of strength wasn't enough to completely lift his weight, but it did make him feel much more relaxed.

The repulsive force is indeed much smaller than the attractive force. You should know that when he uses the wall-climbing technique on the cliff, his body can be completely sucked in.

The difference between the two is probably more than tenfold.

Of course, it's possible that the vortex reversal was something he came up with on a whim and didn't go through any circuit optimization; it was just a preliminary idea.

Furthermore, the repulsive and attractive forces generated by the "Wall-Walking Technique" must also have limits. If the true essence rotates too fast within the body and exceeds the load, it will inevitably damage the meridians.

We can study this aspect carefully, optimize the route, and strengthen the meridians in the soles of the feet as much as possible to maximize the repulsive force of the vortex.

If you can reach or exceed your own body weight, you might actually be able to fly.

Chen Yang imagined it in his mind and felt that it had great potential. If it could be successful, he might even unintentionally develop a top-notch lightness skill.

……

As I walked and practiced, I unknowingly arrived at the eastern foot of the mountain.

The three stopped beneath an ice wall.

The ice wall was nestled in a mountain valley, where the mountain wind howled like a knife scraping bones. All three of them were wearing thick down jackets, which fluttered loudly in the wind.

The snow in the mountain valley is very thick, and it is also covered by clouds and mist. When the wind blows, the flowing clouds and waterfalls create a wonderful scene.

Who could come to such a place? Who could possibly find it?
The thick snow layer would make it difficult for an ordinary person to walk.

Chen Yang scanned the area with radar, then followed the thinnest snow, leaping several times until he reached the base of the ice wall.

The ice wall was covered with huge icicles, which were obscured by thick fog and could not be seen clearly.

He swept his primordial spirit energy across the massive ice wall, finding absolutely nothing suspicious.

But when he used radar to detect it, he vaguely sensed that there seemed to be a hole in the ice wall in front of him.

"Follow me!"

Before Chen Yang could say anything, Huang Long took the lead and walked directly towards the ice wall. In the thick fog, he suddenly walked into the ice wall.

The spot he walked into was exactly the suspected cave entrance that Chen Yang had detected with radar.

It seems to be some kind of deceptive prohibition.

Zhou Mingyuan followed closely behind, and Chen Yang followed in as well.

He took a step forward, but instead of hitting the ice wall, he found himself in a huge, deep cave.

It's unclear where the light source came from, but the cave wasn't pitch black.

The cave walls and floor were frozen in ice. The cave was more than ten meters in diameter and quite spacious.

A layer of white mist beneath your feet, almost up to your knees, gives you the feeling of walking on clouds.

To be honest, it wasn't much different from the celestial mountain cave Chen Yang had imagined.

"This Yang Wanyue, he knows how to find places, he can even find places like this," Chen Yang couldn't help but say.

The sound echoed back and forth in the cave, making it seem especially loud.

In that instant, he couldn't help but recall the being he had released from the pottery jar. Shi Ling said that being's aura was very familiar, and he wondered if it was Yang Wanyue.

If so, could he have already run back here?
"A sacred mountain cave should naturally be far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. If just anyone could find it, wouldn't we be harassed to death by people seeking to become disciples and pursue the Dao?" said Huanglong Daoist.

All three of them immediately used their spiritual energy to probe outwards.

Indeed, as Huang Long said, the cave walls have a strong ability to isolate and suppress the primordial spirit and spiritual energy.

With his nascent soul cultivation at nearly 200 rank, Chen Yang could only perceive about 50 meters at most, and his spiritual power was suppressed to an even smaller range.

At this distance, it's better to just look with the naked eye.

Huang Long and Zhou Mingyuan should be in a better position, but Zhou Mingyuan was frowning, so he probably wasn't much better off.

Chen Yang's radar detection was also compressed, but without obstruction, it was not a problem to detect distances of over a hundred meters. Beyond that distance, it would be subject to strong interference, and the images in his mind would become blurry and distorted.

The cave was very spacious, and the three of them could walk side by side without any pressure.

Walking forward for no more than thirty or forty meters, a branch tunnel appears on each side. The entrance of the tunnel is about the same size as the main road, but the tunnel is only fifty or sixty meters deep at most.

Huang Long had explained the situation inside the cave to Chen Yang beforehand, so Chen Yang was not surprised.

These caves were once sealed with ice, and traces of the ice can still be seen on the edges of the cave entrances, but the caves are now empty, and it is long since unknown what once existed inside.

Continuing forward, there are branching caves and forks in the road. If an ordinary cultivator is not familiar with the terrain, it is indeed easy to go astray.

Fortunately, many people have explored this place before. In order to avoid getting lost, these people left various marks on the cave walls. Some were arrows, and some were simply written words indicating that the cave entrance should not be entered because there was danger inside.

Although these markings are covered by a thick layer of ice, they are still clearly identifiable.

The further you go in, the lower the temperature becomes, and the more your primordial spirit is suppressed.

Even his thick down jacket couldn't keep out the cold, so Chen Yang circulated his qi and blood, and channeled his true energy to drive away the chill.

We should bring the tourmaline toad; it would probably love this environment.

As Chen Yang was thinking, Zhou Mingyuan and Huang Long both stopped in their tracks at the same time.

"what happened?"

Chen Yang immediately became alert.

You should know that Huang Long said he was attacked in this cave, and there was at least a corpse ape and a shrimp with immense strength inside.

Moreover, the footprints found on the way up the mountain clearly pointed in this direction. If nothing unexpected happens, the person who came here should have also entered this cave, but it is unknown whether they have left.

Zhou Mingyuan and Huang Long both looked ahead.

Upon closer inspection, Chen Yang, with his enhanced eyesight, could vaguely see what appeared to be a person sitting a hundred meters ahead.

Half of his body was visible through the mist on the ground. He looked like a bald man, dressed in the robes of a esoteric Buddhist monk.

The man stood with his back to them, motionless, like a statue.

The three immediately became alert.

A small green sword appeared in Zhou Mingyuan's hand, its greenish-blue light flickering like a bamboo viper spitting out its tongue, seemingly about to fly out of his hand at any moment.

Huang Long held a poisoned needle in his hand, its tip gleaming coldly, sending chills down one's spine.

The two walked in front, one on each side, with Chen Yang following behind. The three of them formed a triangle and approached the figure in front.

Chen Yang, carrying the Crimson Sky Sword, was also ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

(End of this chapter)