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

Chapter 925 Grave Visit, Feedback on the Fire Offering Technique?

"Tiger Bro, come on, let me shoot."

"biu~"

Unable to hold back any longer, a beam of red light shot towards the black tiger.

"Ow!"

Black Tiger roared, but before it could react, the red light entered its body.

"Wang Wang..."

Black Tiger barked blankly, its instincts telling it that it was probably not a good thing.

It was also a spirit beast of the Spirit Realm, capable of internal vision. It quickly checked its own body but found nothing unusual.

"It might hurt a little, just bear with it, I'll make you something delicious in a bit!"

As soon as Chen Yang finished speaking, he used his primordial spirit power to activate it.

In an instant, the Life and Death Seal hidden within the Black Tiger's body was suddenly released. Strands of strange energy instantly condensed into tiny blood-red needles, which traveled through the meridians throughout the body, stimulating the meridian walls.

"Ouch..."

Black Tiger let out a strange cry, its body instantly stiffened, and it suddenly fell to the ground, convulsing and howling.

So fierce?
Chen Yang quickly used his primordial spirit to draw upon the magic seal energy within the black tiger's body. Those blood-red needles immediately reverted to their special red true essence and quickly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

"Ouch..."

Black Tiger lay on the ground, seemingly powerless, groaning pitifully as he looked at Chen Yang.

Huang Silang watched from a corner of the corridor. "That Chen Yang is too cunning! What kind of trick is he using now? Will I get to eat dog meat today?"
"do not move."

Chen Yang used a special technique to press it for a while, which forced out the life and death seal energy within its body.

"Wang..."

Before long, Black Tiger regained his strength and was jumping around again, but he was clearly still shaken.

Chen Yang took out a bottle of [Advanced Animal Growth Essence] and tossed it to it, saying, "Well done, this is your reward."

Black Tiger has consumed plenty of animal growth extracts, but this is the first time he's ever had high-grade animal growth extract.

It naturally knew how good this stuff was, and after barking twice, it begged Chen Yang to open the bottle for it, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Spineless, never learns from mistakes."

Master Huang chirped twice from under the eaves, his eyes fixed on the empty bottle, clearly extremely envious.

Chen Yang gave it a bottle some time ago, which directly helped it break through to the mid-stage of the Creation Realm, and it was only a step away from the late stage of the Creation Realm.

Black Tiger retreated back into its den, satisfied.

Chen Yang looked at Master Huang.

Master Huang straightened up, like a girl waiting to be chosen by a customer in a brothel, thinking that Chen Yang wanted to use it as an experiment.

If it had known there would be an essence reward, it would have volunteered immediately; otherwise, Black Tiger wouldn't have had a chance to enjoy such a good thing.

"Fourth Master..."

Chen Yang did indeed call out to him.

A humane smile spread across Master Huang's face, full of anticipation.

Chen Yang said, "You've stayed here for so long, shouldn't you go back? The Bai family called yesterday to ask about you..."

"Uh……"

Upon hearing this, Master Huang's expression instantly fell.

disappointment.

"I've finally come back for a visit, so I should spend more time playing with my cousin. You're not trying to kick me out, are you?"

"How could that be?"

Chen Yang shook his head. "After all, you are the guardian spirit of the Bai family. Staying here with me for too long is not a big deal."

"Don't worry about them. I'm a guardian spirit, not their pet. I come and go as I please. Let them wait as long as they want, or not if they don't..."

Master Huang, however, seemed indifferent, as if he didn't take the Bai family seriously at all. He quickly changed the subject, "What kind of technique did you just use? It seemed quite powerful?"

"Would you like to give it a try?" Chen Yang asked.

Master Huang chuckled dryly, revealing a somewhat shrewd expression. "It's not impossible, considering that spiritual liquid just now..."

"Go play by yourself."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yang interrupted him, waved his hand, and went straight to the kitchen.

……

The test just now showed that the Life and Death Seal Technique is indeed powerful. The seal is mixed with the power of the primordial spirit. He only needs to use his primordial spirit to activate it immediately. Moreover, judging from Black Tiger's appearance, he was indeed suffering a fate worse than death. It can be controlled at will.

If you want it to flare up, it will; if you want it to stop, it will stop.

Moreover, this curse seal is hidden in the dantian, fused with the true essence, invisible and traceless, impossible to find even if you try. Unless he takes action himself, no one else can break the curse.

That's downright devilish.

If only we had this method earlier, we could have directly planted a mark on Lu Feiyu when we met him on the back mountain of Longtai Mountain, and controlled him with this method.

However, while the Life and Death Seal technique is powerful, the process of condensing the seal is far too mentally taxing.

I'll refine the third layer in a bit and see if things improve.

……

After breakfast, Chen Yang returned to his room to continue cultivating the third level of the "Life and Death Seal Technique".

He had already grasped the technique last night; all he was missing was opening the meridian that connected to the third level.

The practice of this hand seal technique consumes a tremendous amount of energy.

Chen Yang cultivated from morning until past 2 PM. Of the more than 70 kilograms of shrimp meat, he ate more than 50 kilograms. With the enormous energy brought by the shrimp meat, he finally opened up his meridians and completed the third level of cultivation.

However, a new problem arose when attempting to condense a third-order curse seal.

The consumption is too great.

He had only managed to condense half of it when he felt his mind was severely depleted, with nearly half of his spiritual energy being drained away.

With his current cultivation level, even if he exhausted all his energy, he could only barely condense a third-tier curse seal.

Fearing it would affect his mental state and cultivation, he quickly dispersed the half-formed incantation seal.

"call!"

He caught his breath for a while.

Chen Yang still felt a lingering fear.

With his current cultivation level, he can manage to condense a second-tier curse seal, but a third-tier curse seal would be extremely difficult.

Second-tier spell seals can control the Creation Realm, while third-tier spell seals can control the Dao Realm.

As expected, this secret technique, though powerful, is not so easy to control in the Dao Realm.

To strike iron, you have to be tough yourself.

However, no matter what, I should still be able to condense a third-tier curse seal if I put all my strength into it. This Life and Death Seal Technique is not a bad way to deal with Dao True Realm experts.

Once I reach the Dao True Realm in the future, it should be much easier to condense it.

……

After replenishing his qi and blood and mental energy, Chen Yang rested for a while, restoring his depleted spirit.

The ancestral home of the Chen family.

Chen Yang was carrying a basket filled with ingots and incense.

The Ghost Festival (Zhongyuan Festival) is a time to remember and honor deceased relatives.

Although the Ghost Festival has passed, this month is still considered a Yin month, and according to local custom, ancestor worship can be performed throughout the entire month, as long as it doesn't fall on any of the three unlucky days.

Chen Yang specifically checked the almanac; he had been cultivating for quite some time, so he still possessed this little skill.

Today is not an inauspicious day; all things are auspicious.

He first burned some loose change outside the cemetery as a token for the good brothers who were passing by.

Afterwards, some more were burned at the entrance of the cemetery as an offering to the ancestors in the ancestral graves.

Only then did we enter the cemetery and find the graves of my great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and grandmother.

It rained last night, so the ground is a bit damp.

Chen Yang quickly cleared away the fallen leaves in front of the grave, lit incense and candles, and then knelt down in front of the grave.

He took out the paper money and placed it in front of the grave. He then took out some loose paper, activated his internal energy, and a wisp of liver fire shot out from his fingertips, instantly setting the paper money ablaze.

Immediately, Chen Yang threw the paper money into the pile of paper offerings.

The paper bundle quickly caught fire, and the flames burned brighter and brighter, making Chen Yang's face turn completely red.

Chen Yang had never met his great-grandfather and great-grandmother, but he was certain that his grandmother was his own. Through the tombstone, he imitated the adults and chatted with the ancestors in the tomb.

At first, it was a little awkward, but as we talked, I felt like I had more and more to say. We talked about our family situations, some recent events, and even gave a work report. The awkwardness disappeared completely.

In the woods, a few crows occasionally cawed, but Chen Yang, being alone there, didn't feel uneasy.

Flames shot up, and the heat swirled up the ashes of the burning paper bundles, sending them soaring high into the sky.

In the past, if it was Grandpa who came, he would definitely say that the ancestors had come to collect their money.

Chen Yang took out the paper gold ingots he had taken from Huang Daolin's house and threw them into the fire one by one.

My gaze followed the rising ashes, and my thoughts drifted off to who knows where.

Suddenly, Chen Yang vaguely sensed some kind of energy merging into his body.

"what?"

Chen Yang was somewhat surprised, thinking that he was hallucinating from being roasted by the fire, but he immediately dismissed the idea.

He truly felt that energy.

It felt cool and refreshing; I couldn't quite describe the feeling.

A thought flashed through my mind, and it was quite similar to the strange energy contained in the moonlight during that total lunar eclipse.

He couldn't absorb that energy back then; it was indescribable and inexplicable. But now, that energy was automatically seeping into his body. Although it was faint, he felt it very clearly.

Could it be...

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat.

The art of fire offering?

Faith energy?

Is this energy the energy of faith?
Feedback from the fire offering ritual?
……

Chen Yang was slightly stunned.

He had indeed studied the art of fire offering, but the technique was somewhat demanding to perform.

It must be burned with the five true fires, and the fire must be offered to the object of faith. Moreover, one must be sincere. The more sincere one's heart is, the more feedback Heaven and Earth will give. In addition, one must have ritual implements, on the one hand to collect energy, and on the other hand to resist backlash.

Although he used real fire to ignite it, there was only one flame, and he didn't have any magical artifacts; he was just burning some paper money for his ancestors.

If we're talking about piety, he was certainly sincere when he burned paper money for his ancestors. But can paper money that's just been burned be considered something imbued with faith?

But I didn't use any magical artifacts, yet I didn't feel any backlash.

For a moment, Chen Yang felt completely bewildered.

As this mysterious energy flowed into his body, Chen Yang indeed felt his cultivation level increase.

It felt like taking the Five Dragon Pill, but the effect was far inferior to the Five Dragon Pill, only slightly increasing his strength. However, unlike the Five Dragon Pill, this increase was accompanied by an increase in his mental state and cultivation level.

It's somewhat like a significantly weakened version of the Dao Zhen Dan.

Chen Yang was extremely surprised.

I burned paper money earlier, and it's been burning for a while now, so why is there only feedback now?

He looked down at the gold ingot in his hand that he hadn't yet thrown into the fire.

Could it be this?
As the gold ingot he had just thrown into the fire burned out, the strange energy stopped penetrating his body.

He grabbed some more gold ingots and threw them in.

As the gold ingot burned, that feeling returned.

Good heavens, there really was something wrong with these gold ingots.

Chen Yang's eyes lit up as his gaze fell on the remaining gold ingots, and he immediately tried several more times.

After dozens of paper ingots had burned, Chen Yang discovered that not all of them provided feedback after burning; some were effective, while others were ineffective.

What's going on here?

Is it a problem with the quality of the gold ingot?

Chen Yang thought for a moment and realized that some of these gold ingots were not folded by Huang Daolin, but rather by some elderly people from Huangjia Village whom he and Huang Can had asked to help fold them.

In other words, it is indeed possible that it is a quality issue.

Perhaps we should ask our great-uncle about this; he might know the answer.

Chen Yang sensed the increase in his cultivation level. Although it only increased slightly after the fire offering, firstly, the offerings were few; secondly, there was only one of the Five True Flames; and thirdly, there were no magical artifacts to assist him...

It's normal to have fewer.

If these three problems can be solved, this fire offering technique might not be entirely without merit.

However, the cultivation gained from fire offerings seems to be only a temporary increase, and very little of it can ultimately be retained.

The question is, how long can this growth last, and how many will remain?

……

I never expected that visiting my ancestors' graves would bring me such a reward.

It truly is the blessing of our ancestors.

I'll call my uncle tonight and ask him what's so special about these paper gold ingots.

I just don't know if my uncle's cultivation level has stabilized yet.

……

After the fire burned out and he kowtowed before the grave, Chen Yang went up the mountain again before it got dark to pay his respects at his ancestor's grave.

It was already dark when we came down the mountain.

I took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and quickly cooked some egg noodles to fill my stomach.

Lying down on the bed, Chen Yang remembered that he needed to call his great-uncle.

He found his great-uncle's number and dialed it directly.

The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.

My great-uncle has a bad habit: he doesn't like playing on his phone much. When he's at home, he usually doesn't carry his phone with him, and calling him is entirely a matter of luck.

Chen Yang had almost given up hope when the phone was suddenly answered.

"Xiao Yang? Is something wrong?"

A familiar voice came from the other end; it was Huang Daolin.

Chen Yang was overjoyed. "Uncle, you've emerged from seclusion? Has your cultivation been consolidated?"

"Your transformation period is over, and your cultivation level has stabilized. How have you been lately?" Huang Daolin asked.

His voice was as steady as ever.

"I'm perfectly fine too."

Chen Yang chuckled in response, exchanged pleasantries with Huang Daolin for a while, and then steered the conversation to the main point, "Uncle, I have something I'd like to ask you..."

He then told Huang Daolin about the paper ingots, wanting to know the difference between the ones Huang Daolin folded and those folded by others.

After listening, Huang Daolin said, "I don't keep many of the gold ingots at home. Some of them came from another source, from Nie Liangyun. The Nie family has an ancestral method for making ghost money, and the ghost money they make is of very high quality, but the price is a bit higher..."

"Oh? Elder Nie?"

The image of that mercenary old man from Fushuang Town flashed through Chen Yang's mind.

It turned out to be the case.

Those paper ingots that could be fed back through fire offerings were probably indeed goods that came from Nie Liangyun.

Is it a family-inherited method for making joss paper money?
"Uncle, when are you coming back?"

Chen Yang had a general idea of ​​what to do. He decided to go to Fushuang Town sometime to buy some goods from Nie Liangyun to test the waters and then find out the result.

Huang Daolin said, "I'm afraid we won't be able to come back for the time being. Master Xuanjing and I are on our way to Dawa Mountain."

"Dawa Mountain?"

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat. "Is the situation over there very difficult?"

"It should be alright, but that thing is too dangerous. Every extra person helps."

"Should I come over too?"

"Don't bother coming. Just stay home."

……

With so many people going to Dawa Mountain, the situation must be quite serious.

However, Chen Yang was also afraid that his unlucky constitution might cause some unexpected problems if he went.

With so many people present, they should be able to keep things in order, right?

"Then, Uncle, be careful, and call me if anything happens," Chen Yang added.

"Ah."

Huang Daolin responded, "Master Xuanjing has something to say to me."

Before Chen Yang could react, the phone was already in Xuan Jing's hands.

"Dingyang".

On the other end of the phone came Xuan Jing's voice, but she was calling Chen Yang's temporary Buddhist name.

Dingyang? Itchy buttocks?
Every time he heard Hyun Jung call him by this name, he felt a little strange. Belatedly, he wondered if Hyun Jung had deliberately given him this name.

"Master, what advice do you have?"

Although he was inwardly complaining, Chen Yang still wore a smile on his face through the phone.

“You only tell your uncle to be careful, what, does that mean I don’t need to be careful?” Xuan Jing said.

"Uh, Master, with your unparalleled skills, how could you possibly encounter any danger?" Chen Yang chuckled dryly, offering a compliment.

"Stinky boy."

Xuan Jing chuckled and scolded, then got back to the point, "I have something to tell you, a heads-up. Senior Brother Xuan Tong should be coming out of seclusion soon, and he'll probably lift the seal on the Nine Elders Cave. All Emei disciples at or below the Creation Realm will have a chance to go in and try their luck. You probably won't be breaking through to Dao Zhen for the time being, right?"

"This……"

Chen Yang paused for a moment upon hearing this, his tone somewhat weak, "Master, how recent is 'recently'?"

The other side paused for a few seconds.

Clearly, Xuan Jing had no idea that Chen Yang would ask such a question.

How close is "close"? Could it be that this kid really...?

"Are you preparing to break through to the Dao True Realm?" Xuan Jing asked a question that even he himself didn't want to believe.

After all, Chen Yang only broke through to the Creation Realm a few months ago.

He gave him a heads-up because he had recently learned that Chen Yang had reached the late stage of the Creation Realm, just in case. He didn't expect that Chen Yang would actually bring about such a disaster for him.

It's only been a short time, and he's already heading towards Daozhen again. Is this kid just bragging, saying this on purpose to amuse me?

Is it so easy to break through to the Dao True Realm?
Chen Yang said sheepishly, "On the night of the Blood Moon, I accidentally had an epiphany. Although my cultivation hasn't broken through to the Dao True realm yet, my state of mind has reached that level..."

After he finished speaking, the other end fell silent.

Clearly, what Chen Yang said was quite shocking.

Before I knew it, I had a sudden realization, and before I knew it, my mind had entered the realm of Tao.

How careless are you?

(End of this chapter)