Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 291 The Man Who Opened His Heart to the Enchantress
The dragon turns into a walking dragon.

Throughout history, such a large-scale operation has only been successful a few times. With such a grand scale and the impact on towns and people along the way, many extraordinary people and practitioners would not ignore it, and those who cultivate Taoism would also step in to earn merit.

—"Dragon Meat Stew (Rare Treasure): Stewed with the meat and blood of the black dragon, it is sweet and potent, enters the kidney meridian, greatly replenishes essence, and one will not feel hungry for several months after eating it."

A man and a tiger were enjoying a pot of dragon meat.

The boy ate quite a lot, and Lu Shanjun ate even more. In the end, there was a pot of soup left. The two of them finished the dragon meat and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing their meal, both of them felt hot and both sat down cross-legged to cultivate and refine the essence of the dragon meat.

—"True Qi Flow: The true qi in your body is stimulated by the Dragon Essence, greatly improving the efficiency of refining essence into qi and slightly improving the circulation efficiency of true qi, lasting for one month."

—"Abundant Essence: Your body's essence has reached the limit of human potential, greatly improving cultivation efficiency, strengthening the recovery ability of your root bones and essence, and enhancing the conversion efficiency of the microcosmic and macrocosmic orbits, lasting for one month."

Both special blessing states are very powerful and can last for a month.

The boy blushed and immediately sat down cross-legged, circulating his internal energy and even mobilizing the evil energy integrated into his meridians to suppress the rampaging essence of the dragon flesh and blood.

Everything is good, except it's a bit too heaty; it's been over-nourished.

The boy turned his back and sat cross-legged to refine his energy. Lu Shanjun, whose skill was even more profound, dispelled the heat in just a moment and leaped into the valley, unleashing a powerful Tiger Fiend Fist.

About fifteen minutes later, the boy's complexion returned to normal.

Lu Shanjun returned at this time. He looked at the boy's face and said with satisfaction, "Don't sleep for the next few days. Just meditate until dawn."

"To avoid the leakage of Yuan Yang."

wet dream.

Lu Shanjun, fearing that the young man might not know the secrets of the human body, gave him a direct reminder: it would be a pity if he missed his primordial yang, as the effect of refining essence into qi and reshaping muscles and bones would probably be greatly reduced.

The boy nodded and continued to sit cross-legged, as if he had entered a state of 'selflessness' in his cultivation.

"Truly a cultivation prodigy."

"I haven't met many people yet, and they've only been cultivating internal energy for a short time, but they can already directly enter the 'selfless' state." Lu Shanjun exclaimed in amazement.

The word "stillness" is so difficult to grasp.

But the boy seemed to be born with the ability to enter a state of 'stillness'. As long as he meditated and cultivated, circulating his true energy, he was even slightly inferior to the world's grandmasters.

The boy's consciousness was already beyond dimensions; this human form was without self or form, and naturally, it was easy to be still.

Dimensional space.

Duncan rested his chin on his hand, seemingly deep in thought. He had not yet figured out the ceiling of strength in this world, but judging from the strength of the Ink Dragon and the Ape King, he could probably guess what level the top experts in the human world were at.

Six days after the Mo Jiao failed to transform into a dragon.

White dew appears in the morning.

The young man and Lu Shanjun had already entered Jingnan. Lu Shanjun had heard of a sword-making manor near Fuzhou and wanted to go there to see if they could find a suitable weapon. The world was in chaos these days, with emperors changing every three to five years, warriors in power, and Confucianism somewhat waning.

On this day, the two arrived in Longquan Town. As soon as they sat down, they heard a storyteller in the teahouse recounting the extraordinary tale of a dragon transforming into a dragon not long ago.

"what?"

"Are people in the martial arts world really that well-informed?"

Duncan looked very surprised and exchanged a glance with Lu Shanjun beside him. Both of them were eyewitnesses. Although the storyteller's story had some exaggerations and adaptations, many things matched up, and some details even seemed to be on the verge of making the two of them famous in the martial arts world.

However, they were all newly emerging masters in the legends of the martial arts world. The young man killed the Six Eccentrics of Jimo by himself and became famous in the Shandong greenwood.

—Storyteller (two silver-gray stars) (low-class).

The storyteller was also quite skilled in martial arts. He glanced at the handsome young man and the burly man behind him who seemed to be his guards, and his pupils shrank slightly. He quickly pretended not to have seen anything and continued to tell the next part of the legend.

The legend of a dragon transforming into a dragon is too far removed from the lives of ordinary people, and many people only listen to it as a supernatural tale.

The storyteller's internal energy cultivation method was also extremely unique. It did not follow the conventional meridian route, but specifically passed through the eyes, ears, mouth, tongue, and nose, especially the tongue and throat. His speech was melodious and captivating, and he could also imitate many sounds with his ventriloquism, which amazed the onlookers nearby.

Having been in the world for so long, Lu Shanjun has gradually become familiar with everything. At this moment, he sits on the second floor listening to strange and wonderful stories from the martial arts world, resting his chin on his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

"Greetings, gentlemen."

"My master would like to invite you two to the attic for tea."

A plump tea lady approached and bowed to the young man at the head of the group. She had some martial arts skills, but she was considered a nobody in the martial arts world. At least one had to cultivate true qi to be considered a third-rate master.

A refined middle-aged man sat in the private room of the attic, disguised and not using his original appearance.

Upon seeing the young man, the man immediately stood up, his gaze then falling on Lu Shanjun. He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "A distinguished guest has arrived."

"Please forgive my poor hospitality."

Lu Shanjun sized up the other party with his tiger-like eyes and snorted coldly, "Don't try to play those tricks of the martial arts world with us. We're not even considered martial arts people."

"If you have anything to say, just tell me."

This person is quite strong, but Lu Shanjun is confident that he can defeat him.

The refined man didn't mind Lu Shanjun's tone and humbly replied, "My name is Chang Ming. I come from the Tianji Pavilion and am a student of various schools of thought and disciplines."

The term "miscellaneous" in its broad sense encompasses everything.

It adopts the best aspects of Confucianism and Mohism, and extracts the essentials of Legalism.

There is an idiom called "a jack of all trades, master of none," which, if we trace its origins, is probably related to the eclectic school of thought.

After the end of the Han Dynasty, many of the nine schools and ten schools of thought merged into one.

Chang Ming couldn't help but take another look at the handsome young man, and cupped his hands to Lu Shanjun, saying, "Shanjun is going to travel the world, how can he be without someone who is well-informed?"

"We are not talented, but we can help the mountain king."

Does this person know them?

Why does it sound like he's offering himself up as a way to build a relationship?
However, Lu Shanjun's transformation was incomplete, and he couldn't hide it from anyone. Even the slightest encounter with a top-tier extraordinary person would reveal his true nature from the murderous aura emanating from him.

Lu Shanjun and the young man exchanged a glance, then Lu Shanjun frowned and asked, "How can you help me?"

Chang Ming smiled and said, "Whatever information the Mountain Lord and Young Hero want, as long as you can afford the price, we can help you find it."

"You two have come to Longquan Town, surely not for the extraterrestrial meteorite?"

What extraterrestrial meteorite?
The two looked slightly surprised. Chang Ming seemed not to have expected that the two were just passing by. He said softly, "At the beginning of last month, a meteorite fell in the mountains of Fuzhou. The people of Zhujian Manor found a piece of meteorite iron."

"It immediately attracted heroes and valiant men from all over Jingnan."

Lu Shanjun seemed to take a liking to the story and listened to his detailed explanation. The boy, on the other hand, looked around and noticed that many of the people there had an extra mark indicating they were from the lowest class.

These people don't seem to be proper martial arts practitioners; they all cultivate unorthodox martial arts techniques.

The two left shortly afterward.

Chang Ming stood in front of the pavilion watching the two depart. At this moment, a person appeared behind him and said, "Brother Chang, it seems you want to befriend them?"

Chang Ming remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "The successor of the Yin-Yang Dao observed the stars at night and said that the Twelve Yuan Chen would descend to earth to undergo tribulations."

"This Lord Lu is quite extraordinary. I wonder if he is the person they were talking about."

The concept of "tribulations" arose after the introduction of Buddhism and was not recorded before the Liang Dynasty. Later, with the integration of Taoism and Buddhism, Taoism absorbed Buddhist ideas and incorporated tribulations into its cultivation system. As a result, in subsequent dynasties, immortals also began to undergo tribulations.

After Manichaeism was introduced to China, in order to adapt to the times, even the Buddha himself began to descend to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations. In any case, no one can confirm whether it is true or not.

Later on, all sorts of strange and bizarre stories emerged, such as the descent of a Bright King or Maitreya.

Not long ago, a peerless master emerged from the Yan-Yun region. His leg techniques were earth-shattering, and he often walked barefoot. People in the martial arts world called him "Red Venerable," believing him to be the reincarnation of a barefoot immortal from heaven. Indeed, there are some exceptionally talented figures in the martial arts world who do not seek fame, fortune, or wealth. They are like shooting stars that streak across the earth, eventually either shattering the void or ascending to heaven, ultimately disappearing without a trace.

It makes one wonder if there's something beyond this world.

Chang Ming was skeptical, but after spending a lot of time with those mystical fellows, he couldn't help but believe them a little.

But he had never actually seen a real deity.

When Bodhidharma entered the East, he was challenged by disciples from various schools of thought.

In the debate between Buddhism and Taoism, Bodhidharma was considered the foremost figure in Buddhism at the time.

"Tiger?"

"Twelve Yuan Chen?"

The person behind him seemed to know something about these things as well, and with an incredulous expression, slowly said, "Aren't these all deities later bestowed by the Taoist sect?"

"You really believe it?"

They originated from the Hundred Schools of Thought. Although Taoism is indeed powerful, this person did not believe in the innate gods and ghosts. The Five Pecks of Rice sect only began to flourish after Zhang Daoling entered Sichuan. In terms of background, they were not inferior. This person was in charge of the Free and Easy Wandering.

Many of those gods, Buddhas, stars, ghosts, and monsters that filled the sky were appointed later by imperial decree; they had their own understanding of heaven and earth.

The King of Hell is a product of Buddhism. This lineage claims to be descendants of the Chinese people, and they have little reverence for the underworld.

After the Tang Dynasty, the foundation of Buddhism was no longer so upright.

Chang Ming slowly said, "If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't."

"Perhaps it didn't exist at first, but as more people believe and worship, it might appear." This person seemed to know more and had close ties with the Yin-Yang School.

The person behind Chang Ming still seemed unconvinced and said, "Why don't I go and test him?"

Chang Ming immediately said, "No."

"Don't be reckless."

"The Yin-Yang school says that after the Tang Dynasty, the world was very different. Although those people were mysterious and eccentric, they were actually quite capable."

"Don't do anything reckless."

The man said somewhat absentmindedly, "By the way, Brother Chang."

"Recently, Jingnan has been in turmoil, and many people have died violently, killed by an extremely domineering martial art, their entire bodies and meridians shattered."

"A poem is also left on it."

Upon hearing this, Chang Ming asked, "What poem?"

The man softly recited: "When autumn comes on the ninth day of the ninth month, my flowers will bloom and all other flowers will wither."

Huang Chao wrote a poem about chrysanthemums after failing the imperial examination.

Chang Ming looked shocked and asked, "Finger technique?"

The man nodded and said, "It should be."

"But it's neither from the Hundred Flowers Valley nor the Hundred Herbs Sect. They venerate Shennong and their internal energy cultivation is very peaceful, while that person's technique is domineering and rarely seen in the world."

"I'm afraid he's turned into a demon through reverse cultivation."

"I'm worried that someone from the demonic cult has learned some ancient secret technique."

Chang Ming frowned and asked again, "Your heart meridian is completely shattered? Your bones are broken?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes."

It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that finger technique can reach this level.

Chang Ming remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly, "The imperial treasury was burned to ashes, and the bones of nobles were trampled all over the streets!"

"Looks like another human killer has appeared in the world."

The man laughed and said, "It's not surprising that emperors are replaced every three to five years."

The two people's conversation gradually faded away.

On the other side of the street, however, they were unaware that their every word and action was being seen clearly by someone from a perspective beyond their own.

"Tribulation?"

"Huh? It does look a bit like my human form."

The boy was lost in thought, but Lu Shanjun's figure had already disappeared. He had just seen a burly man, who left behind the words "Wait for me here" before quickly departing.

It's getting dark.

Lu Shanjun has not returned. When Duncan went out to investigate, he heard that two masters were fighting in the southwest of Longquan Town, which caused a section of the nearby mountains to collapse.

He rushed over to check and indeed saw palm prints and claw marks, as large as palm fans, which were definitely left by Lord Lu Shan.

"Who is Lu Shanjun fighting with?"

Duncan spotted someone in the crowd who looked familiar, as if he had seen him at Jiaochi in Dangshan. The man was also surprised to see him and took the initiative to bow, saying, "Young hero, greetings."

——Storyteller-Yu Shu (Qimen) (Folklore Collection) (Four-Star Whiteboard).

A number of martial arts practitioners had gathered in the vicinity. The young man cupped his hands and asked, "Do you know what happened?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know."

At this point, his voice lowered slightly as he cautiously said, "However, some people heard the roars of dragons and tigers, and the Mountain Lord was fighting with people, revealing its true form."

How come it seems like everyone can see through Lu Shanjun's true nature?
However, when Lu Shanjun was fighting with someone, he directly revealed his appearance as a tiger. A huge tiger tail fell from his waist, which shocked many of the onlookers. What happened after that is unclear. After Lu Shanjun revealed his true form, he immediately disappeared into the mountains and did not come back to find the boy, perhaps because he was afraid of getting him involved in the conflict.

A dragon's roar and a tiger's howl?

The boy examined the palm prints on the mountain wall and realized that Lu Shanjun had probably encountered a master. There weren't many people who could force him to reveal his true form.

Lu Shanjun's transformation was only half complete; he was half human and half tiger, which couldn't fool many people at all.

During the conversation, the man took his leave, but before leaving he warned the young man, "Young hero, since you were traveling with Lord Lu Shan before, I'm afraid no one else would dare to touch you."

"But now that Lord Lushan has left on business, you will probably have to be more careful in the future."

This person was practically saying that Duncan was a piece of Tang Monk's flesh.

Longquan Town.

Duncan had just returned to the town when he sensed something was amiss, because several people, men and women, were hanging far behind him, dressed in fine clothes. The leader was an old Taoist priest who seemed to have a knack for preserving his youth, and his eyes shone with an eerie and sinister aura.

—Elder of the Hehuan Sect (Four-star silver-gray).

—Disciple of the Hehuan Sect (Three Stars).

The Hehuan Sect, one of the six branches of the Demonic Cult, is despised by the orthodox sects of the Demonic Cult as an evil path. It is most skilled in the art of absorbing yin to replenish yang.

"I never expected to encounter someone with a pure Yang body here."

"This person is very nourishing."

"If I offer this to the sect leader, he will surely promote me to the position of Transmission Elder."

The sinister old Taoist was dressed as a Taoist, but the men and women behind him were frivolous, their eyes darting around, exuding a seductive charm. These women were known in the martial arts world as Kun Dao, but in reality, they were the furnaces (sexual partners) of the Yin Yang Sect. In today's turbulent world, the influence of the Taoist sect has greatly diminished, and they are simply unable to control those who impersonate others. Furthermore, there are traitors within the Taoist sect who have joined the six branches of the Demonic Sect.

The more chaotic the world becomes, the more rampant the evil forces grow.

The Yin-Yang School's methods include three key techniques: 'absorption, gathering, and transformation'.

As the name suggests, "sucking" means to drain someone completely, even to the point of draining them to death, leaving them withered and emaciated. "Gathering" is like a bee collecting honey; although it will also damage one's foundation, it will not lead to sudden death. The final method, "transformation," is an inner sect secret technique that emphasizes the transformation of yin and yang. It will not only not kill people, but will also bring benefits.

However, the threshold for transformation is the highest, which is beyond what a furnace can provide; it requires the level of a Daoist partner.

The Yin-Yang Sect still has some elements of demonic cultivation, while the Hehuan Sect is a true practitioner of the art of sexual cultivation. Their superior techniques are extremely domineering, and the one who drained a nest of fox spirits was the sect leader's personal disciple.

He disguised himself as a young swordsman and voluntarily entered the fox's den.

During the turmoil at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Wen, one of Huang Chao's former subordinates, practiced the Yin-Yang School of Taoism. Since Zhu Wen's sons were often away commanding troops, he summoned his daughters-in-law to the palace and had affairs with them. Later, after Zhu Wen's defeat at Su County, he fell ill during his march and returned to Luoyang. He stayed at Zhang Quanyi's Huijie Garden for several days to escape the summer heat, during which time Zhang Quanyi's wife and daughters were all raped by Zhu Wen.

As for Zhu Wen's actions, his sons were fully aware of them. Not only were they shameless, they even used their wives to compete for favor and vie for the throne.

Finally, Zhu Wen's adopted son Zhu Youwen's wife, Lady Wang, was the most beautiful, and Zhu Wen especially favored her, so he often wanted to make his adopted son the crown prince.

After Zhu Wen's death.

The Yin-Yang Sect's strength is also far from what it used to be. It was once a demonic sect that interfered with the world's affairs and then founded the Hehuan Sect. As for its predecessor, it is impossible to trace back to. After all, the Hehuan Sect's methods of integration are extremely complex. It can be traced back to the Wei, Jin and Northern and Southern Dynasties. It was also active during the Five Barbarian Invasions. However, it encountered a ruthless person and was killed and forced to go into seclusion. It then became active again at the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty.

There are rumors in the martial arts world that Wu Zetian was from the Demonic Sect, but there is no evidence to support this claim.

"Yan'er."

"Go and give him a try!"

The eerie old Taoist took out an item and handed it to the alluring woman beside him. It was a muscle-softening powder, which was best used against experts in external martial arts. The young man had strong muscles and bones, which showed that he had a solid foundation in external martial arts.

The elders of the Hehuan Sect include a monk, a Taoist priest, and a beggar, all of whom are deserters. As for the inner disciples, they are unknown to the martial arts world.

"it is good."

The alluring woman nodded and floated away, her movements quite skillful, as she sought an opportunity to approach the inn where the young man was staying.

The night is getting darker.

The alluring woman crept quietly to the door, but at that moment, the door opened, revealing the figure of a handsome young man. A seductive smile appeared on her face as she used her bewitching magic. Before she could even speak, a sharp palm strike came hurtling towards her.

The woman's expression changed drastically as she tried to dodge, but the malevolent energy entered her body, causing her internal energy to stagnate.

puff.

With a single move, Black Tiger Plucks Heart, he ripped out the woman's heart and lungs. Her clothes were torn, her left chest was pierced, and her heart was ripped out alive.

"You dare to plot against me while Lord Lu Shan is not here?"

"Then I'll have no choice but to go on a killing spree!"

The young man's face was frosty, and his murderous aura was concentrated. He gently raised his hand and flicked the body of the alluring woman, causing it to slowly fall to the ground.

He casually crushed the heart in his hand.

The boy's gaze seemed to pierce through everything, locking onto the Hehuan Sect members inside an inn on the opposite street. If they wanted to use him for sexual enhancement, they'd better have a hard head.

He finally understood that in the eyes of evil sects, his body was no less valuable than the flesh of Tang Sanzang.

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(End of this chapter)