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

Chapter 897 The Stone Spirit's Guidance, the Headless Dharma Body!

Huang Long gave a wry smile.

Zhou Mingyuan ignored him, leaped up, and used the golden threads for leverage to quickly reach the other side.

He checked the area on the other side before turning back and waving to Chen Yang.

"let's go."

Huang Long said, "If you're too scared, I can take you there."

Below is a bottomless abyss, with only a thin golden line underfoot. Although the distance of a few dozen meters is not long, it is an extreme test of courage.

"Need not."

Chen Yang didn't appreciate it and jumped directly onto the golden line.

Even if we really fall, there's still Elder Centipede, isn't there?
However, despite his tough talk, his legs actually felt a little weak when he actually stood on the golden silk.

He had run on cliffs before, but that was with his wall-climbing technique. No matter how high the cliff was, he could walk on it as if it were flat ground. But in the current situation, there was only a thin line under his feet. How could his wall-climbing technique hold him?

But he quickly adjusted his mindset. It was only a few dozen meters away. He simply leaped up, aimed at the golden line under his feet, and used it for leverage at most once halfway.

A chill swept in from below, stretching open his trouser legs and seeping into his flesh. Chen Yang felt himself shivering all over, almost freezing to death halfway there.

Fortunately, the distance wasn't far, and with two consecutive leaps, he was already on the opposite platform.

The first thing to do is to quickly circulate your internal energy to ward off the cold.

"call!"

As the body's energy and blood surged, the ice crystals on the hair and eyebrows quickly melted, and the whole person felt warm and invigorated.

At this moment, Huanglong also arrived and casually put away the golden thread.

Chen Yang looked up and saw several holes in the ice wall ahead.

There are eight cave entrances lined up in a row.

Five of the openings were frozen, while three were open.

A stone tablet, about the height of a person, stands on the platform.

Zhou Mingyuan was standing in front of the stone tablet, staring at it.

Chen Yang came to his side and looked up. Several rows of fist-sized characters were engraved on the stone tablet.

"Buddhism, demonism, witchcraft, and Taoism—all laws share the same origin. Each sect and each person is responsible for one thing; those who violate the prohibitions will die!"

It is vigorous and powerful, penetrating deep into the stone.

The three of them stared at it for a while. They were all intelligent people, so they could probably understand what it meant.

Looking back at the eight holes.

Huang Long said, "According to the inscription on this stele, these cave entrances are probably related to the inheritance. It is said that Yang Wanyue was a practitioner of both Buddhism and Taoism, and his cultivation was at the peak of the divine realm. The eight cave entrances probably lead to different places, and the inheritances that can be obtained should also be different. Moreover, only one person can enter each door..."

All three of them had their brows slightly furrowed.

One person enters through each door.

This means that the three of them have to act separately.

There might be some dangers involved, so of course, traveling in groups of three is the safest option.

However, the four characters "Those who violate the prohibition shall die" on the stone tablet were quite glaring.

The three of them looked at each other.

Zhou Mingyuan said, "These three cave entrances have already been opened, and people have probably already gone in. Even if there were any inheritances inside, they should have been taken away long ago. There are only these five cave entrances left, but there are no useful clues. It seems that we can only try our luck."

Huang Long looked at Chen Yang and asked, "Chen Yang, if you had to choose, which cave entrance would you pick?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang shook his head. "Just close your eyes and pick one at random. As Old Zhou said, let's try our luck."

Huang Long was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this.

He had originally planned to try and ride on Chen Yang's luck; whichever Chen Yang chose, he would go.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yang didn't get it.

However, he didn't say anything more. He immediately took out a divination tube, walked to a hole, and shook the divination sticks.

A moment later, he shook out a stick, picked it up and looked at it.

"Down!"

Huang Long shook his head, put the divination stick back in the container, and went to the next cave entrance to shake it again.

"middle!"

Continuing, to the next opening.

"Down!"

Continue, next one.

"on!"

At the fourth frozen cave entrance, Huang Long finally drew the lot he wanted, and a slight smile curved his lips.

He didn't panic. He went to the fifth frozen cave entrance and drew lots again.

"middle!"

After seeing the fortune slip, Huang Long had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

One up, two in the middle, two down.

"I'll go in here."

He pointed to the fourth door, which was the only one out of the five doors that he had drawn a favorable fortune from.

"You two can each choose one of the second and fifth entrances. Don't go into the other two; they might be dangerous."

He just drew the winning numbers from the second and fifth holes.

Seeing this, Chen Yang's forehead was covered in black lines. Could this really be done?
He couldn't help but think of the divination stick he had used. If the divination stick were still there, it would probably be more accurate than this old Taoist priest's predictions.

Everyone says that this old Taoist priest is quite accomplished in divination using the Qimen Dunjia method, but Chen Yang has never witnessed it firsthand and doesn't know if it's reliable.

At this moment, Huang Long had already taken action, breaking through the ice layer sealing the entrance to Cave No. 4. Without saying a word, he walked straight in without hesitation.

Chen Yang and Zhou Mingyuan were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

The only person to receive a favorable fortune was taken by that old Taoist priest.

Both hesitated whether to follow, but the reminder on the stone tablet made them stop in their tracks: those who violate the prohibition will die. Who would dare to risk their life under such circumstances?
"Is his divination reliable?" Chen Yang asked.

"Who knows."

Zhou Mingyuan shook his head. "However, the reason I couldn't kill him despite chasing him for so long was probably partly due to his divination skills. Since it's all based on luck, then it doesn't matter which one I choose..."

Chen Yang nodded slightly. Regardless of whether his divination was accurate or not, at least it could help them make a choice when they were hesitant.

The second and fifth holes were both in the middle of the draw, neither good nor bad, so they didn't have much to choose from.

Zhou Mingyuan chose the fifth hole, punched it, and the ice sealing the entrance shattered, revealing a hole in no time.

“If you’re afraid of danger, you can wait here, or go outside and wait. That cold pool outside is also good; you can use it to refine your body. It’s quite an opportunity,” Zhou Mingyuan said.

Chen Yang's cultivation level is only at the Creation Realm, and it would be dangerous for him to act alone.

He nodded.

Zhou Mingyuan had already stepped into the cave entrance in front of him.

Only Chen Yang remained on the platform.

Since we've come all this way, how can we possibly leave empty-handed after entering a treasure trove?

Chen Yang arrived at the second frozen cave entrance.

No matter what's inside, we have to go in and take a look.

He picked up the hammer and was about to smash it against the ice wall at the cave entrance.

"and many more."

Just then, Shi Ling's voice suddenly rang in Chen Yang's mind.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yang asked.

Shi Ling said, "This door won't work. Listen to me, go into the first cave on the left."

"The first one on the left?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang took a few steps back and looked to his left.

The ice wall blocking the entrance to the first hole on the left has long been destroyed.

His face twitched. "Senior, are you sure? This cave entrance has been opened long ago. Someone has probably already gone in. Even if there were any good things inside, they've probably already been taken..."

Before they arrived, three of the caves were open; there was no need to ask, as people had already gone in.

It could be Chen Tianyang, it could be Zhao Quanzhen, or it could be someone else entirely.

Since someone has already been in there, does he expect to make any money by going in again?
"I'm sure you can trust me."

Shi Ling spoke with certainty, "I can sense that being's presence; the presence is strongest in the first cave on the left..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang frowned slightly.

The divine being who imparted his power to Shi Ling back then, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the master of this place. It's not surprising that she can sense his aura.

Now, Chen Yang hesitated.

Could Shi Ling's perception be wrong? Should we trust her this once?
But what if you don't get any benefits? Can you come back and choose again?

At this moment, the eight-winged centipede poked its head out of Chen Yang's backpack and said, "How about I choose a hole too?"

"Why are you joining in the fun?"

"What? I can't choose? Doesn't that stone tablet say 'One sect, one person, those who break the law will die'? If I go with you, will I break the law?"

"You're a centipede, not a human."

“Uh…” The eight-winged centipede was speechless for a moment. It was indeed not human. The stone tablet only said “one sect, one person”, but it did not say “one sect, one centipede”, “one sect, one stone spirit”, or “one sect, one primordial spirit”.

Besides, the cave entrance was already open, indicating that someone had already gone in. The inheritance might have already been taken. If he went in now, could it still be considered a violation?
The eight-winged centipede looked at the three still-frozen cave entrances. Although it was somewhat tempted, it ultimately gave up.

It's safer for everyone to travel with Chen Yang.

There's no telling what might be inside. If there's any danger and I can't handle it, I'll be in big trouble.

After careful consideration, Chen Yang ultimately chose to trust Shi Ling's intuition.

Arriving at the first opening on the left, since it's all about opening blind boxes anyway, what does it matter if someone has opened it before? Well, it was opened by powerful experts like Chen Tianyang and Zhao Quanzhen, so there might still be some good stuff left.

Given their status, they might not have taken their original belongings; they might have even left some valuable items behind when they left.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be doubled?
Chen Yang, his mind filled with wild ideas, immediately stepped into the cave.

"It's so damn cold, I feel like hibernating."

The eight-winged centipede huddled in Chen Yang's backpack, looking lazy and unwilling to move.

Chen Yang ignored it and walked straight inside.

The passageway was not wide, only two meters in diameter, and the ground was covered in ice. If you walked slowly, it felt as if the soles of your shoes would freeze to the ground.

A chilling aura surged through the passage, and a white mist billowed from its depths, obscuring Chen Yang's vision. He could only barely see about thirty meters ahead using his radar as he cautiously made his way in.

After winding and turning for several minutes, the fog dissipated, and the view ahead suddenly opened up.

Chen Yang looked up and saw a cave in front of him.

There were a few steps leading up to the cave. Chen Yang climbed them and entered the cave.

The space isn't very large, only about the size of a basketball court. The lighting inside the cave is fairly good, and it looks empty and spacious at first glance.

In the middle of the cave, there is a stone platform, on which a person appears to be sitting cross-legged.

The stone platform is circular and has a diameter of about two meters.

Chen Yang walked over and was stunned when he saw the person sitting on the stone platform.

The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged in a meditative posture. His body was covered in a layer of ice, and an extremely strong chill emanated from him, making Chen Yang's scalp tingle.

Most importantly, this person has no brain.

The neck looked as if it had been severed with a sharp weapon, the cut was very clean.

"Holy crap, did this on purpose because he knows Grandpa likes to suck brains? He doesn't even care about his head?"

An eight-winged centipede flew out and circled the corpse on the stone platform.

"It's him!"

At this moment, Shi Ling's voice rang in Chen Yang's ears again.

"Who?" Chen Yang asked.

"The divine being who transmitted the scriptures to me back then!" Shi Ling said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang frowned immediately. "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

Shi Ling answered with certainty, "I won't mistake him. This outfit, this aura, it must be him, he..."

Chen Yang's gaze fell on the corpse in front of him.

Is the owner of this place Yang Wanyue?
This legendary, incredibly powerful figure died with his body incomplete.

It's probably been sitting here for at least a thousand years, right?

What exactly happened to him that caused him to lose his head?

头？
Chen Yang couldn't help but think of the being he had released from the earthen jar.

Could that head in the jar really be Yang Wanyue?
Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat. The moment the jar was opened, the head vanished into nothingness, leaving only a beam of light shooting into the sky. He didn't know if it was the primordial spirit or something else.

At that time, he even vaguely heard someone transmitting a message to him from within the pillar of light. If it was Yang Wanyue, wouldn't that mean that this person was probably still alive?

Will he run back here to find his body?

"Nothing at all!"

The eight-winged centipede circled around, somewhat indignantly, "Besides this half-body, there's nothing else. Chen Yang, we've come to the wrong place..."

When Chen Yang came to his senses, his face was also full of black lines.

Shi Ling told him to take this road, so he believed him and took this road.

But the current situation seems to be a bit awkward.

The radar scanned the entire cave but found nothing; it seemed like the trip had been a complete waste.

I wonder if I'll be able to choose another passage after I leave?

It would be truly unfair if there were no other options.

But this can't be blamed on Shi Ling.

Indeed, there was the aura of that divine being in this passage, and it was very strong.

How could it not be thick with corpses?

Even if there were any good things here in the past, they must have been taken away long ago.

Chen Yang was extremely disappointed.

The eight-winged centipede flew to Chen Yang's shoulder, its head poking out towards the corpse. "Chen Yang, if all else fails, this celestial body is a treasure. It's so cold here, and his body is frozen solid, so he probably still has some cultivation sealed away. Your insect can absorb it, right? Take it back and absorb it slowly..."

Chen Yang's face twitched. "Have you forgotten about the one we released from the jar? If this were his physical body, would he have spared us?"

"This……"

The eight-winged centipede paused upon hearing this, "Then we can't have made a wasted trip, can we? Feel his body and see if there are any treasures, or if there are any storage treasures..."

Chen Yang rubbed his forehead; the radar had already scanned the man thoroughly, and if there was anything wrong, he would have discovered it long ago.

This person was wearing nothing but a Taoist robe.

At this moment, Chen Yang's gaze fell on the stone platform beneath the corpse.

This stone platform...

Radar cannot penetrate it.

The primordial spirit cannot penetrate it.

That's a bit strange.

"Be careful, someone is coming."

Just then, Shi Ling suddenly reminded him.

people?
Chen Yang frowned slightly and suddenly turned around. He heard a soft footstep outside the cave, and the next second, a bright light pierced through the air.

"Buzz!"

Before Chen Yang could react, the eight-winged centipede unleashed a sword aura that struck the bright light directly.

"Keng!"

A flash of fire appeared in the void, and the bright light was blasted away before landing not far from Chen Yang.

Chen Yang glanced at it, and his face instantly fell.

It was a flying needle about the length of a finger.

The needle was stuck in the ground, and the end of the needle was still trembling violently.

"what?"

With a soft exclamation, a figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

A middle-aged man, probably in his fifties, was short and thin, wearing an ill-fitting cotton-padded coat.

She wore a single braid on her head, which was covered with white frost. Her face had a dark reddish-black complexion, and her small eyes were very sharp.

He seemed quite surprised that someone could withstand his sneak attack.

His gaze fell on the eight-winged centipede, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of apprehension appeared.

“Young brother, I am Wang Youzhi of Kunlun. Please do me the honor. I will take this Dharma body beside you, but you can keep the rest as you please…”

The middle-aged man cupped his hands in a polite gesture towards Chen Yang, seemingly forgetting his earlier sneak attack.

That needle was aimed at killing Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's face turned ashen.

Didn't we agree that only one person could enter through each door? I've already come in, so how can anyone else come in?

It seems that someone has entered this passage before, and the rules written on the stone tablet must have been broken.

If that's the case, then this opportunity to choose shouldn't be wasted, right? Maybe we can choose again after we get out?
"Kunlun? Where is Kunlun?"

Upon hearing the man say he came from Kunlun, Chen Yang's eyes darted around, and he quickly suppressed his displeasure.

The middle-aged man said, "Young man, you don't need to ask about that. Give me the Dharma body; we don't want to do this anymore..."

"Ha, you're being unreasonable." Chen Yang shook his head. "Didn't you see the words on the stone tablet outside? I've already come in. What's the point of you coming in now? First come, first served, don't you understand?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face darkened. "Young man, taking this Dharma body won't do you any good; it will only bring you trouble. You'd better think it through and avoid provoking the wrong people..."

"Are you threatening me?"

"You can think so."

The middle-aged man nodded frankly. "Such a young person at the Creation Realm is indeed rare. However, the Creation Realm is still just the Creation Realm. Even if there's a Dao True Realm insect, it'll only take a little more effort against a true powerhouse. I'm willing to discuss this with you; you should cherish this opportunity. I've said it before, I only want the Dharma Body; everything else is yours..."

"Made!"

Chen Yang remained silent, but the eight-winged centipede started cursing first, "You damn well open your eyes and look around, is there anything else here besides this Dharma body?"

The middle-aged man glanced at it and said, "I don't care about that. I must take this Dharma body. If you don't give it to me, young man, then I'll have no choice but to take it by force..."

(End of this chapter)