From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 122: A Visitor from Tianyan Dao

It is extremely lively at the foot of Tiger Mountain.

Five or six tiger-shaped figures, all about ten feet tall, broad and strong, surrounded Chen Xuan, pointing at the small dog in his hand, expressing their opinions with fiery eyes.

"and many more!"

Chen Xuan's scalp tingled, and he quickly stopped Sister Tiger, who was about to bleed the little dog with a large knife: "This is not food!"

"Wow!"

The little dog hugged the scroll, barking, with an angry look on its face, as if it was scolding a group of tiger cubs, and the scolding was very unpleasant. But it was so small, and its barking was soft, humming, and with a baby voice, it looked very cute.

Even though he was as majestic as a mountain king, standing up from the mountain, he was like a giant holding up the sky, overlooking the mountains and rivers. But now, his skills have disappeared, and he has become a small earth dog the size of a palm. No one takes him seriously anymore.

Sister Tiger had a smile on her innocent face. She was obviously a foodie. She asked:

"If it's not food, then what is it? It can't even speak human language. It's clearly a flesh and blood medicine that has just been born with a spirit. It's still far from becoming a ghost! It would be a waste not to eat it."

This is a tiger sister who is proficient in cooking. She is responsible for the three meals a day of the tiger family. She eats very fat. She is eager to try and show Chen Xuan her superb cooking skills.

Hu Da stroked the little dog's head and agreed, "Second sister is right. This little dog is used to barking and no one can understand it... Let's have dog meat hot pot tonight!"

No ghost would regard this beast that cannot speak human language as one of its own kind.

"..."

Chen Xuan thought to himself, Lord Tiger turned into a dog for some reason, but the tiger cubs not only did not recognize him, but instead wanted to eat him as dinner. They were so filial!
"This is not an ordinary dog..."

Chen Xuan pointed at the small dog in his hand and said helplessly, "This is your father... Lord Shanjun. Something unexpected happened."

He tried to speak several times but was interrupted each time. Now he finally found an opportunity and quickly revealed his identity as the little dog.

When Hu Dashan heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He was very unhappy and said in a muffled voice:

"Chen Lao Er, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you joke around and compare my father to a dog? A mountain king cannot be insulted!"

Shan Ya said loudly, looking down at the little dog, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he asked in surprise:
"Yeah? Look at the look in this little dog's eyes. He really looks a bit like his father... You're just pretending. Who allowed you to imitate a tiger?"

Shanjiu is the best at imitating his elders, so he can tell something is wrong at a glance.

But at this moment, even with a fierce and majestic expression, a palm-sized local dog would not be scary, but rather adorable. This appearance is somewhat similar to the style of a prison, and they share the same origin.

Chen Xuan curled the corner of his mouth.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Sister Hu dropped the big knife in her hand to the ground. Her eyes changed rapidly, and she was in great shock: "Father, this little dog is my father?"

Although Hu Da was not very smart, she was much more sober and knew that Chen Xuan would never make such a joke that insulted Shan Jun. Otherwise, he would definitely become the enemy of the entire Hu family...

But why did the extremely powerful father turn into a little mongrel dog?
"It's really quite magical. This isn't just an ordinary little dog."

The steady Brother Tiger took the little dog from Chen Xuan's hands, as if he were holding a baby, and looked at it carefully.

The dog's paws were white, like sharp platinum metal, and they stood out against its yellow-brown fur. Its eyes were also bright, shimmering with gold, resembling a spinning golden bead.

Chen Xuan had been holding this little dog for a long time and had long known that tigers were not as fragile as they looked.

Although it has transformed into a small mound, its cultivation has not been lost. It seems that it has actively hidden itself through some special means.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became quiet and strange. Several tiger monsters looked at each other in bewilderment.
Seeing the tiger monsters in a daze, Chen Xuan quickly explained the reason for the incident.

"The situation is like this..."

After a while, several screams were heard. They were frightened almost to the point of going crazy, and it took a long time for them to gradually calm down.

"Ah! I was going to kill my father and cook him!" Sister Hu covered her face and ran back to the mountain to avoid the embarrassing situation.

"Some elders used to joke that when my father was young, he was a roadside puppy abandoned by humans. He later wandered to the tomb of the Mountain Ghost Goddess and was about to starve to death when she picked him up. Thus, he gained spirituality. When he was in the Daozang, he resembled a tiger. When he was in the Dinglu, he completely transformed into the true form of a mountain king..." The steady Tiger Brother fell into deep thought. Then, with awe, he placed the little dog on the ground.

"It's so tragic! Uncle Tiger is so tragic!" the four-tusked baby elephant muttered in a low voice, wiping away tears with a look of worry on his face. "I wonder where my father is now."

"Hu's father is actually a dog? Hu was actually born to a dog? Haha, interesting!"

Shanji smiled awkwardly, then scratched his head and asked the little dog on the ground in a muffled voice:
"I call you father, do you dare to agree? Dog father!"

"Wang!"

The little dog raised its head and barked, but no one could understand the meaning of its barking.

Chen Xuan couldn't help laughing, thinking that the little dog was cursing, and immediately turned around and asked Brother Tiger:

"What is the origin of this scroll obtained by Lord Shanjun? You seem to know."

The ancient scroll, its surface covered in a thin layer of dust, seemed to have weathered countless years. Its shaft, made of dark brown sandalwood, was smooth and heavy, its ends intricately carved with patterns, and faintly discernible tiger-shaped figures entwined between them. The outer layer of the scroll was tied tightly with a dark golden ribbon. The ribbon was slightly faded, but its former splendor could still be felt.

The tiger was severely injured, most likely due to the fight for the scroll.

When Chen Xuan was on his way, it was inconvenient for him to ask about the origin of the tiger scroll. Now that he had arrived at Tiger Mountain, he could no longer suppress his curiosity.

"It seems to be the legendary thing that father once mentioned." Brother Hu said in a deep voice with a serious look.

"What is it? Some kind of secret fighting technique?" Chen Xuan asked.

He felt that the scroll must contain something. Even if it was not the [Secret of the Five-Treasured Military Immortal Body], it must be some other precious item.

Because, when Shanjun entered Shangyang Cave Heaven this time, he prioritized stability, but in the end he took action in Shangyang Cave Heaven, risking his life for an opportunity, and almost died.

"It is rumored that at the end of the Mountain and Sea Era, the ancient immortals and sages flattened many ancient mountains. One of the ancient mountains is located in today's Yaoguang Prefecture. After the death of an ancient mountain god Tude, his corpse turned into the entire Southern Wilderness." Brother Hu said a secret in a deep tone.

Chen Xuan was shocked when he heard this, and the other younger ghosts were also shocked. How could the origin of Nanhuang be so magical?
"The secret realm of Peach Blossom Spring where the immortal willow dragon lives is a fragment cut off by the Shangyang Immortal from an ancient mountain and sea... Could it be that the Southern Wilderness is the corpse of the mountain god of this ancient mountain and sea?" Chen Xuan asked.

The Southern Wilderness is vast and boundless, far surpassing the Chu State and the Rain State. There are dozens of ancient kingdoms and dynasties connected to the Southern Wilderness.

It can be said that Yaoguangzhou is a huge area divided around the Southern Wilderness.

"That's right. The mountain gods of the Southern Wilds throughout the ages have all been searching for the burial place of the ancient mountain god Tude. One mountain god searched for his entire life and seemed to have discovered some secrets, but when his life came to an end, he was forced to enter the Shangyang Cave Heaven, where he eventually died of old age."

Brother Tiger pointed to the scroll in Little Dog's arms and continued, "Father once told me that the mountain god's discoveries were all recorded in a scroll."

Now, the tiger king found this scroll in Shangyang Cave Heaven and without hesitation, he snatched it away, thus getting injured.

"I see."

Chen Xuan was shocked. The ancient mountain gods were either strange beasts from the mountains and seas, or ancient gods who once dominated the nine heavens and ten earths. They were all a group of legendary creatures comparable to immortals and sages... Things related to these beings were extremely precious.

All the people and ghosts stared at the little dog with fiery eyes.

"Wang!"

The little dog barked, shook his head seriously, and held the ancient scroll tightly in his arms.

"Lord Shanjun is right. This is not something we can participate in now." Chen Xuan understood Shanjun's refusal.

It's not that the mountain king is unwilling to share, but he thinks that their level is not high enough and they cannot get involved for the time being. However, finding the burial place of the ancient mountain god is not a one-day job. When they grow up, the mountain king will allow them to participate in this matter.

Late at night, a banquet ended on Tiger Mountain.

"You can stay in Tiger Mountain and rest assured. Your father still has some power left. The little plague mansion and the dragon clan won't dare to attack easily."

General Hu led Chen Xuan to a cave, then quickly left to play with his father. "In this life, I wonder who will receive the Secret of the Five Treasures of the Immortal Body..."

Chen Xuan looked up at the starry night sky and muttered to himself that in this life, he did not follow the old path in his dream. It was as if a huge butterfly effect had been set off, and the outcome of many things had changed.

At this time in his previous life, he had just escaped from the pursuit of the monks from Qinglu Mountain. He didn't know where he fled to, and he had escaped a life-and-death crisis.

But he won't escape too far, and is most likely still in the area where Chiya City and Southern Wilderness meet.

"If I really did obtain the [Secret of the Five-Treasured Military Immortal Body] in my previous life, it should have been during this time period. Since it wasn't a mountain beast, then it must be related to the other nearby objects that fell from Shangyang Cave Heaven."

Chen Xuan sighed. His current situation was precarious and he would not rashly travel far away to compete for other opportunities. Moreover, he had gained too many benefits recently and made rapid progress, far surpassing his previous life. He was already quite satisfied with the present.

Immediately, he returned to the cave and prepared to practice.

"After mastering the fourth Heavenly Fate Daozang, one must find a way to devour the Daozang's spiritual essence and elevate one's realm."

"Battle power is important, but improving the realm is the most fundamental thing for a cultivator."

Chen Xuan planned that although he did not have the spiritual essence of Wood Virtue, he had collected a large number of spiritual essences of Water Virtue and Plague Virtue, so he could continue to practice the True Scripture of Longevity and the True Scripture of the Human Emperor in the future.

"Perhaps we can find an opportunity to find some suitable Chu forces and exchange them for some useful Taoist spiritual essences."

He sat cross-legged on a stone bed in the cave and began to practice. When he was looking for the mountain king, he was multitasking. While controlling his body to hurry on, he used his soul to practice the first chapter of the Human Emperor Sutra on the way, cultivating the Human Emperor Qi,

On the way to Hushan, he was unwilling to waste any time and was also practicing the second chapter of the Plague Department's Human Emperor Sutra.

However, we encountered unexpected troubles and progress was slow.

"Three Daozang villains can coexist peacefully, but if one more is added, fighting will break out again."

Chen Xuan was helpless. The three powers had the most stable relationship. When the Six Desires Daozang was created, no accidents occurred. The farmer villain was depressed, but did not try to stop it. The fisherman villain was overjoyed and warmly welcomed the arrival of the Six Desires Daozang, wanting to form an alliance with it to deal with the farmer villain.

But at this moment, he wanted to cultivate the fourth Daozang, and the other three disagreed, becoming disloyal and starting to quarrel. Their immortal energy became disordered, and even the speed of cultivating the Human Emperor Sutra slowed down.

"This body belongs to me. I can give it to whoever I want to live in it! Don't make any mistake!"

Chen Xuan scolded, summoned his soul and body, sat high in the void like a cold and indifferent god, and continued to forcibly practice the Human Emperor Sutra.

"Yeah!"

But in this matter, the three Taoist villains rarely, tacitly, refused to obey discipline, and jointly resisted Chen Xuan's will.

Chen Xuan did not tolerate them at all. He took the initiative and forced them to cultivate the Fourth Heavenly Fate Daozang... But the speed was inevitably affected after all, and it was foreseeable that when the Fourth Daozang figure was condensed, there would be another fierce battle to fight.

"Buzz!"

Time flies like water, and in a blink of an eye, three days have passed.

"The Daozang of the Human Emperor has been raised."

In the early morning, Chen Xuan opened his eyes in the cave. Although he was restricted by various factors, he still succeeded after spending more than three days!
For other Qigong practitioners, this is an insurmountable difficulty and obstacle.

Even a genius like Cui Che, from a thousand-year-old family, would give up sadly when faced with such a difficult situation, which would take years to resolve. But for Chen Xuan now, it was just a minor inconvenience.

"Buzz!"

Within a radius of hundreds of meters, the gray qi of the plague department was spreading. All kinds of death qi, disease qi, corpse qi, evil qi, etc., like black smoke, rose from the ground and underground, and gathered into Chen Xuan's body.

On top of Tiger Mountain, the air was gloomy and dark, the wind was howling, swarms of locusts flew across the sky, and crows were screaming on the branches, as if it were a ghost town.

"Father!"

"There's black smoke coming out of you!"

Suddenly, the tiger cubs screamed in the distance. After a few breaths, a figure wrapped in thick black air rushed into the cave and landed in front of Chen Xuan.

"Wang!"

The little dog was in a cloud of thick black smoke. A large amount of sick air was spewing out of its mouth, nose, and millions of pores, especially its hind legs. The black air was like a dragon, suddenly pouring into Chen Xuan's body, continuously.

Its eyes were bright, staring at Chen Xuan through the black smoke, looking extremely shocked.

"Master Shanjun, your condition..."

Chen Xuan was surprised, sensing that some old injuries in the little dog's body that had not yet been cured were recovering rapidly.

“Woof…Roar!”

In the center of the little dog's forehead, there was a dazzling golden luster, and there was a word "king" that looked like it was written by a person with a pen, faintly visible.

"This……"

Chen Xuan was horrified because he was quickly completely overwhelmed by the vast and sea-like aura of injury from the tiger.

"Buzz!"

The amount of gray Qi from the plague department in his body suddenly increased dramatically, and then, a Taoist figure wearing an emperor's robe, with gray-gold eyes, who seemed both good and evil, appeared at a very fast speed!

majesty.

overbearing!

……

……

At this moment, the vision expanded from the sky to the southern wilderness thousands of miles away.

In a busy town, a group of monks in feathered robes sat in a tea shop, looking at the crowd outside and talking in low voices.

"【Tian Yan Dao】I have predicted nine hexagrams in a row, and each hexagram is different... This time in the Southern Wilderness, something is very unusual."

"Destiny is difficult to predict, and the status of the True Lord is too high... Blind Junior Sister said that regarding their opportunities, we should not touch any of them on this trip and only take what we can hold."

The monks in feathered robes had proud expressions on their faces, with a calm and relaxed look in their eyes, and an ethereal aura, as if they were a group of immortals hidden in the mortal world.

These people actually came from the force of [Tian Yan Dao]!

"[The Secret of the Five-Treasured Immortal Body] is one of the greatest opportunities this time. It is a complete and flawless ancient immortal technique that can serve as the sect's mainstay. Among the nine hexagrams, all were obtained by a cultivator named Chen Xuan!"

"Chen Xuan will achieve great things in the future, but he's destined to die prematurely, destined to die at the hands of a destiny figure..."

"Here he comes! Here he comes! Chen Xuan is here with an opportunity!"

All the feathered monks turned their heads, their eyes flashing with a look of "as expected".

A young monk, with a haggard face and lifeless look, was walking towards the tea shop... He must be the monk named "Chen Xuan".

He was bent over, with a broken old man's body lying on his back, dripping with blood. No one could see the old man's body. Every step he took left a bloody footprint on the ground, which was very strange and terrifying.

A young monk in feathered robes stood up, walked over with a happy look on his face, and said loudly:
"Chen Xuan——"

The young monk and the old man's corpse, two lifeless faces, turned at the same time.

"Who?"

(End of this chapter)