Traveling through time, all of them are the protagonist's public enemies

Chapter 154: There is no Yang Chen in the world anymore ( more, please subscribe!)

"This Great Five Elements Technique is truly difficult to cultivate!"

"Forget it, I'd better focus on one thing first and practice the Qingdi Muhuang Gong, which is the most helpful to me!"

In addition to practicing the Qingdi Muhuang Gong, Yang Chen also discovered several simple spell formulas from the Changchun Gong secret book!

Such as "Fire Bomb Technique"! "Calming Talisman"! "Wind Control Technique"! "Object Control Technique"! "Heavenly Eye Technique"!
With Yang Chen's talent and understanding, he naturally mastered it in an instant and mastered all five spells.

"Brother, you are amazing!"

"I can only make up for my shortcomings with hard work."

After three months of study, Han Li finally mastered these formulas in theory and began to practice them.

Although Han Li did not have much talent in magic practice, he was able to make up for his shortcomings through long-term hard training.

He has made some progress in the "Fire Bomb Technique" and "Sky Eye Technique".

"Fire Bomb Technique" is powerful!
It can melt steel weapons and ignite water;
The "Sky Eye Technique" can observe magic power, but since only Yang Chen and he have magic power in the Seven Profound Sect, it is of little practical use.

"Look at the time. The Wild Wolf Gang should be attacking the Qixuan Sect soon, and Master Jin Guang is coming too."

In a blink of an eye, several years passed, and Yang Chen successfully advanced from the third level of Qi Refining to the seventh level of Qi Refining through practicing the Qingdi Muhuang Gong!

"The power shared is simply too little!"

"Damn it, my spiritual roots are too poor!"

"The aptitude of the Five Spiritual Roots! No wonder I wanted to snatch the little green bottle before awakening my wisdom."

"Without the little green bottle, I will never be able to cultivate immortality in my life!"

Yang Chen sighed in his heart. The power shared from other worlds was too little. If he didn't have the little green bottle to ripen the elixir, it would take him forever to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining!

"Fortunately, I have the little green bottle!"

A few days later, as Yang Chen expected, the conflict between the Qixuan Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang broke out and they were forced into a desperate situation!

Yang Chen used the "Fire Bomb Technique" to kill the Wild Wolf Gang's backer, the dwarf Master Jin Guang, and obtained a talisman, a token and a Qin family genealogy from his ashes.

"Submit, or die."

Yang Chen threatened the members of the Wild Wolf Gang.

"Not free, I would rather die!"

Jia Tianlong roared.

Facing the resistance organized by Jia Tianlong, Yang Chen smiled.

"You know nothing about power."

Whoosh whoosh!
Yang Chen used magic and martial arts to hide and disappear under the attacks of crossbows and hidden weapons. Every time he appeared, he used "fire bomb technique" to turn the enemy into ashes, and finally wiped out many Wild Wolf Gang masters including the gang leader Jia Tianlong!

"Immortal, have mercy!"

The people from the Wild Wolf Gang and other gangs were terrified and fled, and the crisis of the Qixuan Sect was resolved.

After the battle between the Qixuan Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang, the story that Yang Chen was the "reincarnation of the God of Fire" spread among the people.

Yang Chen returned to Shenshou Valley and closed the door to visitors. He practiced the "Exorcism Technique" with talismans, and found that the "Exorcism Technique" to drive the talismans had problems such as high consumption of mana, limited attack distance, and the talismans had usage limits and time limits.

Li Feiyu was instructed by the top leaders of Qixuan Sect to come to Han Li to test Yang Chen's intentions. Yang Chen decided to meet with Sect Master Wang.

He sneaked into Sect Leader Wang's room in advance and learned through probing that the higher-ups had plans to harm him.

Yang Chen informed Sect Leader Wang that he was about to leave and wanted to make a deal that would be beneficial to both parties.

Finally, Yang Chen left Caixia Mountain.

Sect Master Wang announced to everyone that Yang Chen had disappeared, and the Qixuan Sect's plan against Yang Chen also failed.

"Brother Yang, you are about to enter the world of immortal cultivation!"

"But I'm still at the third level of Qi Refining..."

Han Li was helpless.

It is difficult, difficult, difficult for mortals to cultivate immortality!

Fortunately, after Yang Chen left, he still had Zhang Tie as his companion.

"Perhaps, it's time for me to leave Qixuanmen!"

"If I stay here, I'm afraid I won't be able to improve my Qi Refining skills in this lifetime, let alone build my foundation."

Han Li thought in his heart.

As for the matter of cultivating immortals, it was naturally Yang Chen who told him, which also served to settle some cause and effect.

After Yang Chen left Caixia Mountain, Han Li's status rose sharply. For this reason, Sect Master Wang accepted Li Feiyu as his last disciple and promoted him to the position of the leader of the Outer Blade Hall.

And he doted on Li Feiyu.

A few years later, Han Li's third uncle made a mistake, and the leader of the Wang Clan went against the majority opinion and saved Han Li's third uncle's life.

Sect Master Wang was severely injured several times in gang fights, but he miraculously recovered thanks to the "Yangjing Dan" in the jade bottle.

This medicine has attracted the covetousness of others.

But Wang Juechu never revealed his origins.

The name of the medicine was not left until his death.

There were only three pills left in the bottle at that time.

But it triggered a subsequent bloody storm.

But that was a long time ago...

Because shortly after Yang Chen left, Han Li also left a letter of farewell to Zhang Tie and Li Feiyu and left Qixuanmen.

Li Feiyu and Zhang Tie found several small bottles and notes left by Han Li. On the note, Han Li told them that he had left Qixuanmen and might not come back. He also said that the pills in the bottle could prolong Li Feiyu's life. He also wished Li Feiyu and Zhang Xiu'er to get married soon and have many children, and hoped that Zhang Tie would find his true love soon.

"Han Li is gone too?!"

After reading the letter, Li Feiyu and Zhang Tie ran to the top of the hill and looked towards the gate of Qixuan Sect.

But there was no sign of Han Li.

In the end, I can only sigh helplessly.

"Senior Brother Yang is gone, and Han Li is gone too!"

"I hope you two take care and have a safe journey!"

Li Feiyu and Zhang Tie, holding wine jugs, got drunk, and finally walked down the mountain with their backs to the setting sun, looking lonely.

There should have been four people standing here originally.

I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and wine.

It’s never like the travels of youth.

……

Yue country.

A carriage was slowly driving along the ancient road, heading east. Yang Chen was the only one in the carriage.

Yang Chen spent three taels of silver to rent this four-wheeled covered wagon.

Although the carriage looks shabby and the mottled wood shows signs of time, the interior is clean and tidy. The two horses pulling the carriage are in their prime, with agile postures and brisk steps.

The car also sped away.

This made Yang Chen feel that the three taels of silver were well spent.

After all, normally such a carriage would only earn a little over one or two taels of silver after running back and forth for several days.

The driver was a dark and thin middle-aged man, who was taciturn by nature. He would not say much unless Yang Chen took the initiative to talk to him.

Yang Chen was very satisfied with this.

He likes quietness and hates talkative people the most.

At this time, a yellow-feathered "cloud-winged bird" stood quietly on Yang Chen's shoulder, with its eyes half closed, as if taking a nap.

"The Doupo storage ring is still more convenient."

Yang Chen rubbed the ring on his hand.

This is the storage ring passed down from Doupo. After arriving in the mortal world, it automatically turned into a storage ring.

Otherwise, he would have to carry a large package on his shoulders.

In addition to elixirs, the storage ring also contains clothes, gold, silver, and bottles and jars, which are quite heavy.

Yang Chen also placed the magic weapon he got from Doctor Mo in the storage ring to prevent it from being lost.

The young man in white sat quietly in the car, listening to the creaking of the wheels, his expression calm.

He was not too sad to leave Qixuanmen. If there was any reluctance, it was to leave his good friend Han Li.

But even without the little green bottle, Han Li could still enter the world of immortal cultivation. Yang Chen had no doubt about this.

After all, in "Mortal", Han Li did not have the little green bottle in his first life, but he was still able to ascend to the fairyland.

"Han Li, if we meet again in the world of immortal cultivation one day, I hope you can give me some surprises."

Yang Chen thought to himself.

The two of them will definitely meet again in the future. Thinking of this, Yang Chen stretched himself.

Leaning against the wall of the car, he gradually fell into a doze.

He told the driver that the destination of this journey was the small mountain village where he was born and where he had parents and relatives in this life.

"Before entering the world of immortal cultivation, I need to settle some karma, otherwise I will have to follow in Wang Lin's footsteps..."

Yang Chen doesn't want to have a family elimination game.

"I wonder how Dad and Mom are doing?"

Although he knew it was unrealistic, Yang Chen still hoped to see his parents' faces as soon as he opened his eyes.

Away from home for many years.

Their appearance is a little vague in my memory.

Before leaving for a distant place, Yang Chen not only wanted to settle the cause and effect, but also had to say goodbye to his parents, otherwise he would not be able to rest in peace.

The image of his parents appeared in his mind.

When I was young, I felt that my father’s figure was so tall, as if he could hold up the sky.

But time is merciless. After so many years, perhaps my father's body has gradually become hunched.

"Time flies."

Yang Chen muttered to himself.

I fell into a deep sleep in the warm thoughts.

He slept soundly and peacefully, as if he was back in his childhood, with his parents watching over him and keeping mosquitoes away, while he slept soundly.

Three days later.

Along the loess road.

Yang Chen saw the familiar village from afar.

The low mud walls, the neat straw stacks, the bumpy paths, everything had haunted him.

It truly comes into view at this moment.

Yang Chen suppressed his inner excitement, asked the driver to park the car outside the village, and walked quickly towards the village entrance.

The closer he got to the village, the faster his heartbeat became. He hadn't felt this kind of irrepressible emotion for a long time.

As I stepped into the village, I heard the sharp sound of suona, but as I walked along the path, I didn't see a single villager.

Yang Chen's heart moved. He was familiar with this kind of scene and sound since he was a child. It was obvious that someone in the village was holding a funeral.

The whole village went to the banquet.

Yang Chen cheered himself up and slowly released his spiritual sense, and found that all the men, women, young and old in the village were indeed gathered in one place.

And that place looked very familiar, it was actually his home! Yang Chen was greatly surprised, could it be that...

"Could it be..."

Yang Chen had a vague guess in his mind.

He quickened his pace, walked around several houses and turned a few corners, and suddenly the view in front of him opened up.

I saw hundreds of villagers gathered in front of a dirt yard.

There are several tiled houses in the courtyard, which are much more magnificent than the surrounding houses. There are big characters of funeral posted on both sides of the courtyard and the doors of the tiled houses. The mourning hall is set up there, surrounded by white cloth.

A pitch-black coffin was placed in the middle, with white paper covering the lid. On the table in front of the coffin, candlelight flickered.

At the gate of the courtyard, a small group of musicians were playing music, and it was very lively. It was a happy funeral, a happy funeral, that's all.

The villagers were either standing or squatting, some were even sitting casually on the ground, in groups of three or five, some were talking in low voices, some were arguing loudly, and some were looking into the yard with sighs.

On the side, many children were laughing and chasing around the adults.

Such a familiar scene made Yang Chen feel dazed.

It was as if I was back in my childhood and became one of the children chasing and playing.

I was too young at that time and didn’t know what death was. I only knew that every time someone died, there was a feast.

"The old Yang couple have finally passed away peacefully. Perhaps this is the reward for their lifelong kindness!"

"It's a pity that their son, after joining the Qixuan Sect, didn't get to see the couple for the last time."

"Who said it wasn't? The village chief originally planned to send someone to deliver a letter to Qixuanmen hoping that Yang Chen would come back."

"But Mr. and Mrs. Yang refused to agree, saying they had never done anything for their son in their lives, and now that they were old, they didn't want to hinder Yang Chen's future."

The villagers' discussions.

Wake Yang Chen up from his memories.

"Dad, Mom, dead...?"

An indescribable emotion surged in Yang Chen's heart.

Why is it at this time!
If I use my magic and hurry on my way, maybe I can see my parents for the last time!
If I had left Qixuanmen earlier and returned home to take elixirs to prolong my life, maybe my parents would not have died!
if……

Yang Chen's mind was extremely agitated. After all, after I awakened my wisdom, I didn't care about my parents!

After all, it was just a childhood memory, without any deep feelings. After I entered the Qixuan Sect, other children received letters from their parents, except me... Yang Chen.

I haven't received any mail.

Never, not once!

The young man had always blamed his parents in his heart. If they didn’t love him, why did they give birth to him?
It was not until this time that Yang Chen learned from others that his father and mother had never changed and had always loved him.

For some reason, Yang Chen felt inexplicably panicked, like a child who had done something wrong, and hid behind a nearby big tree.

I dare not face my parents' coffins.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from a distance:
"It's time! It's time to bury him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers became agitated!
Yang Chen opened his eyes and looked forward suddenly.

With a creak, the wooden door slowly opened, and more than a dozen people walked out, carrying out two black wooden coffins.

"Father, mother!"

Yang Chen widened his eyes, released his spiritual sense to probe into the coffin, and carefully looked at his parents' faces.

Trying to find the shadows of my parents in my memories.

But apart from the hint of familiarity between the eyebrows and eyes, everything else is completely different. Both parents are old and dead.

How can he look like a living person?
But when his eyes fell on two elderly people, a man and a woman, Yang Chen was stunned, frozen in place, motionless, with a complicated expression and a hint of confusion in his cowardice!
His parents looked much older than he had imagined.

I remember that when I went up the mountain, my mother's hair was black, but now it has turned gray; my father's back, which was originally tall and straight, has become hunched, and his skin is as rough as dead tree bark.

"It's too late after all."

Yang Chen forced his gaze to turn towards the people carrying the coffin.

"This fat guy is my fourth uncle, and he's still so fat."

"That burly man is my eldest cousin Yang Rong, and the woman next to him should be my eldest cousin's sister-in-law."

Yang Chen muttered to himself as he tried to identify the details. Talking to himself seemed to make him feel better.

Watching the coffin pass by quietly.

Yang Chen cast an invisibility spell. No one saw him, and he did not show up or speak.

At this moment, Yang Chen's mind was blank.

He had no idea what happened next.

When he came to his senses, the coffin-carrying team was already moving away.

Yang Chen stared at the receding team, then turned back to look at the two coffins in the middle, and then closed his eyes.

Their faces are deeply imprinted in my heart.

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Chen's face was full of determination. He turned around resolutely and strode towards the village entrance.

He knew very well that once he stepped out of the village, his fate with these people might end here.

After awakening his wisdom, Yang Chen knew that he had embarked on a path that was completely different from that of ordinary people.

Regardless of the future good or bad.

He will never regret his choice today.

"The earthly bond has ended, the cause and effect have been severed."

"From now on, there will be no more Yang Chen in this world, only Yang Beichen."

……

Guanggui City is located in the southern part of Lanzhou, with a population of hundreds of thousands. It is famous for its beautiful environment and rare fruit specialties.

Tainan Mountain to its west is over 3,000 meters high. The Tainan Temple on the top of the mountain is famous for its divination and is always visited by worshippers.

After Yang Chen severed his worldly ties, he came to Tainan Mountain, ready to contact the cultivators of Tainan Valley and participate in the Tainan meeting.

(End of this chapter)