Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 133 The Gate of Heaven Opens Grandma, I'm Back (Two in One)

"The temple messenger's strength is no different from that of a Grand Master. Could it be..."

Leng Feibai showed a look of surprise. After cleaning himself with a cleansing talisman, he flew into the twelfth floor.

Silvery-white light patterns gradually emerged on the pitch-black gate, and then condensed into the shape of a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish.

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of Leng Feibai.

The figure looked at Leng Feibai and said, "You can ask me three questions!"

Seeing this, Leng Feibai asked tentatively, "Once I enter the Gate of the Heavens, will I be able to return to this world?"

"No, the Gate of the Heavens is a one-way passage. Only the host can use it. There is no return trip!"

After hearing this, Leng Feibai continued to ask, "Then is there a time limit for me to leave this world?"

The figure said without any emotion, "No, the Gate of the Heavens has been opened. Even if the host dies, he can be reborn as a soul through the Gate of the Heavens, but his cultivation will only be retained at 30%. If he enters with his true body, after entering the next world, his body will automatically compress back to any year between 0 and 15 years old, and his cultivation will not be affected."

"How do we open the remaining floors of the Twelve-story Building?"

As Leng Feibai finished speaking, the figure calmly said, "Mastering the basics of alchemy in the Spell Pavilion can unlock the sixth and seventh levels. Mastering the basics of weapon refining in the Spell Pavilion can unlock the eightieth, ninety, and tenth levels. After completing the first volume of the Five Elements and One Qi Divine Art, the eleventh level can be unlocked. The method to unlock the twelfth level will naturally be unlocked when the time comes."

After saying this, the figure turned into nothingness, and a huge curtain of light appeared in front of the Gate of the Heavens.

Leng Feibai walked forward to take a look, and his eyes widened instantly.

[Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils Stitched Edition: The plot is based on the 97 version of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, the combat values ​​are based on the Hong Kong comic version by Wong Yuk-long, and some character models are based on the 03 version. Do you want to enter?]

"Damn it!"

Leng Feibai's face turned ugly, but when he saw Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought the next world would give me some relief, but the fighting power was similar to that of Hong Kong comics.

Leng Feibai had only watched some clips of the Hong Kong comic version of Tian Long, but he remembered very clearly the Six Meridians Divine Sword Gatling, the Super Khitan, the Tianshan Six Yang Palm that could burn the sky and destroy the earth, and the Yi Jin Jing that could merge with the universe.

"The biggest problem is the Sweeping Monk's Black Level Pagoda, which has the power to create the world. But if we just want to spar with him, it won't be an unsolvable problem!"

Leng Feibai stretched and said, "Let's go out and clean up the scene first, then go back to Danzhou to see grandma. Let's rest in Danzhou first."

Having made up his mind, Leng Feibai returned to the outside world and cleaned up the corpses on the ground.

Half a minute later, Leng Feibai's impatient voice rang out in the Fan Mansion.

"Grandma, grandma!"

Upon hearing the noise, the servants at the door couldn't help rubbing their eyes, and saw Leng Feibai, who had disappeared for about a year, suddenly appeared in the front yard.

A servant was overjoyed and hurried forward and said, "Master Feibai, why are you back? Where is Master Fan Xian?"

"Awang!"

Leng Feibai also recognized the servant and put his hands on his shoulders and said, "Grandma, how is your high fever?"

"High fever!"

Awang was stunned and said quickly, "Master Feibai, we didn't know when the old lady had a high fever!"

Leng Feibai was about to speak when he heard the voice of Old Lady Fan.

"Who's making noise?"

As soon as the voice fell, Mrs. Fan came out with a cane.

"grandmother!"

Leng Feibai was overjoyed. He flew in front of Old Lady Fan and bowed down to the ground.

"Feibai is unfilial, I'm back to see you!"

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back! It's only been less than a year since you left Danzhou, how come you've become so thin?"

Old Madam Fan helped Leng Feibai up and turned to look elsewhere. "Are you the only one back? Where's Xian'er?"

Leng Feibai shook his head and said, "Fan Xian is still in Kyoto City and won't be able to come back in a short time."

"Come into the house and talk!"

Old Madam Fan pulled Leng Feibai into the house and said, "By the way, what were you yelling about just now? Why did I have a high fever?"

Although Leng Feibai had known the truth for a long time, he still deliberately told Fan Jian the whole story of the letter he had received from Danzhou, saying that Old Madam Fan had a high fever and asking Fan Jian to send someone back quickly to check on her.

"This is a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Old Lady Fan poked the ground with her cane. "Once you receive the news that I'm ill, Jian'er will have no choice but to ask you to come back. That way, the person behind the scenes will have no choice but to cut off your support."

"It seems that I can't leave Danzhou in the short term!"

Leng Feibai gritted his teeth and said, "The person behind this is unknown. If I leave Danzhou rashly, I'm afraid he will still harm you!"

Old Madam Fan looked at Leng Feibai's resolute expression and sighed, "Then you should stay here for now and consider returning in a few days."

Leng Feibai then said, "But right now, I still need to write a letter to my adoptive father and the others. Don't let them worry!"

Mrs. Fan nodded. "Okay, I'll send someone to write it soon. Feibai, you..."

Before Mrs. Fan could finish her words, Leng Feibai started snoring.

Looking at Leng Feibai who had fallen asleep, Old Lady Fan was stunned. When she took a closer look, she found that there was a bruise on the corner of Leng Feibai's eye.

Only then did Mrs. Fan notice that the time Leng Feibai was talking about was three days ago.

Danzhou is four or five thousand miles away from Kyoto. Even if Leng Feibai is a ninth-grade master, it is not easy to reach Danzhou within three days.

"This child has suffered so much!"

Old Mrs. Fan felt sad and signaled two servants to send Leng Feibai back to his room to rest.

In the middle of the night, Leng Feibai slowly opened his eyes and found himself back in his room in Danzhou. He was wearing a tight white suit, and the clothes he had taken off were draped on the head of the bed.

"I don't know how long I slept."

Leng Feibai raised his hands to cover his head, then condensed a flame and lit the candlestick on the bedside.

Next to the candlestick was a pot of water and four plates of snacks.

Leng Feibai was overjoyed and quickly ate a lot of snacks from the four plates and drank half a pot of water before he recovered.

Then he sent a message to Kyoto and his clone who went to Jiangnan, asking about what had happened in the past few days.

In Kyoto, although Li Chengze handed over all the evidence about Baoyue Tower being unfavorable to the Fan family to Fan Xian in exchange for Xie Bian as agreed.

However, Fan Jian and Fan Xian were on guard and sent Fan Sizhe to Northern Qi to avoid the limelight, and asked him to bring back Guo Baokun who stayed in Northern Qi.

As for Fan Ruoruo and Sang Wen, they also drove the carriage convoy back towards Danzhou yesterday morning with the medicinal herbs purchased by Fan Jian.

For this reason, Leng Feibai's three clones left in Kyoto made their own decisions, sending two of them to go north and the other to go south to secretly protect them.

As for Fan Xian, according to Leng Feibai's suggestion, Fan Xian went to the East Palace and expressed his willingness to cooperate with Li Chengqian to bring down Li Chengze.

Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and deliberately asked about Shijia Town. Fan Xian suppressed his nausea and said indignantly that His Majesty had set fire to the town to protect Li Chengze.

For this reason, although Li Chengqian was puzzled as to why Leng Feibai didn't tell the truth, he didn't ask any further questions. Fan Xian struck while the iron was hot and took some information about the Vegetarian Inspection Bureau from Li Chengqian before leaving the Eastern Palace.

As for now, Fan Xian has taken over one place and started taking action against the Vegetable Inspection Bureau.

"Pity!"

Leng Feibai sighed and said, "I originally wanted to stay in Kyoto and find an opportunity to skin that Eunuch Dai alive. He got away with it..."

After a moment of regret, Leng Feibai continued to communicate with several clones heading south to Jiangnan, but those clones had just arrived at the sandbar.

After resting for a while, Leng Feibai sat cross-legged and continued to practice the Heavenly Demonic Art until dawn the next day.

The next morning, Leng Feibai tidied his clothes, washed up, and came to the restaurant.

When Mrs. Fan saw Leng Feibai coming over, she quickly motioned him to sit down and asked caringly, "Feibai, did you sleep well last night?"

Leng Feibai nodded and said, "Thank you for your concern, grandma. I've had a good rest all night and I've recovered completely."

"It's good that you've recovered, it's good that you've recovered!"

After Mrs. Fan finished speaking, she personally served Leng Feibai a bowl of wontons and said, "Come, try the wontons that grandma made herself. This is what you and Xian'er love the most!"

Leng Feibai was overjoyed and quickly took the bowl of soup, saying, "Thank you for your hard work, grandma. I've been in Kyoto for so long, and I'm really craving this. If that brat Fan Xian knew about this, he'd definitely be jealous of me."

Hearing Leng Feibai's joke, Old Lady Fan also laughed, and then said with longing, "Yeah, I wonder how Xian'er is doing? He's in Kyoto now, and it must be very hard for him."

Leng Feibai paused after hearing this, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should tell Fan Xian about his experiences in Kyoto.

After the old lady and the young lady finished their breakfast, Mrs. Fan took Leng Feibai to sit in the garden and asked him directly about what had happened between them in Kyoto in the past year.

Leng Feibai was worried about Mrs. Fan's health and wanted to avoid some important matters.

But nothing could be hidden from the extremely wise old lady Fan. She quickly found out everything about Leng Feibai and Fan Xian's experiences in Kyoto.

"Your Majesty, you actually want Xian'er to be a lone minister!"

Mrs. Fan was naturally furious after hearing this. She repeatedly stabbed the ground with her cane and said self-reproachfully, "I shouldn't have let Xian'er..."

Leng Feibai was startled and quickly stepped forward to calm down Old Lady Fan, saying, "Grandma, calm down. This is not worth getting angry about. What if you get sick from anger?"

"It's better if I get sick from anger!"

Old Madam Fan said angrily, "I might as well die of anger and let Jian'er and Xian'er come back to observe mourning, so they won't be plotted against in that nest of venomous snakes."

"It's absolutely impossible!"

Leng Feibai was so frightened that he quickly comforted Old Lady Fan. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he quietly used the power of his red hand to stabilize Old Lady Fan's body.

“Fei Bai!”

Old Madam Fan panted and said, "You should return to Kyoto as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid that Xian'er will..."

"But Grandma!"

Leng Feibai said stubbornly, "The person who spread the false information hasn't been found yet. If I leave now, I'm afraid he'll do something bad to you. If my adoptive father and Fan Xian knew about it, they'd be even more worried. Don't worry, before I came back, I asked my friends in the martial arts world to go to Kyoto to secretly protect Fan Xian. And with my adoptive father and Chen Pingping here, Fan Xian won't be in any serious trouble!"

Listening to Leng Feibai's words, Old Lady Fan sighed, "Well, I hope Xian'er is fine. Feibai, go and do your work. You don't have to accompany an old lady like me."

"Are you sure?"

Leng Feibai looked at Old Lady Fan, but his feet did not move at all.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fan said helplessly, "Why, are you afraid that I will be unable to make ends meet and commit suicide? Don't worry, I am not that confused!"

"My grandson doesn't dare!"

Leng Feibai said with a stiff upper lip, "But grandma, did you scare Feibai to death just now?"

"You!" Fan
The old lady raised her hand and poked Leng Feibai on the head and said, "You're almost thirty. If you're faster, I can hold my great-grandson!"

"hehe"

Leng Feibai didn't say anything, just simply smiled back.

"Okay, go down!"

Mrs. Fan patted Leng Feibai's hand helplessly and said, "Wait for Jian'er's reply, and then we'll see what you can do!"

Leng Feibai nodded after hearing this, looked up at the big tree in the garden, then let go of Old Lady Fan and turned back to his own yard.

But at this moment, Leng Feibai's mind was racing.

After all, the person who wanted to drug Old Madam Fan was the old loach Emperor Qing. Although his intervention prevented this matter, there is no guarantee that the letter that Old Madam Fan mailed to Fan Jian would not be intercepted by Emperor Qing.

"Let's take it one step at a time. Anyway, the clones I left outside are enough to complete my plan."

Leng Feibai returned to the yard and took out a yellow brocade bag from the twelfth-story building.

Leng Feibai found this brocade bag yesterday from the broken body of the temple messenger. Inside the brocade bag, there was only a white paper bag.

Leng Feibai opened it and took a smell, and a pungent smell of medicine rushed into his nostrils.

"This should be the medicine that Old Loach used to induce a high fever in Grandma. Unfortunately, I don't know much about medicine."

Leng Feibai put down the medicine powder, took out a silver needle, divided the powder evenly into three parts, and wrapped two of them with white paper.

"Anyway, I have Shennong Liuli Gong and Shuangquan Shou to protect me. Even if it is poison, it can't kill me."

After saying that, Leng Feibai picked up one-third of the medicine powder and swallowed it in one gulp.

As the medicinal powder entered his body, Leng Feibai used the Shennong Liuli technique to sense the changes in the medicinal power within his body.

Not long after, a feeling of heat slowly rose from Leng Feibai's forehead.

The next moment, a feeling of dizziness and weakness also appeared in Leng Feibai's body.

"After taking it, it causes a rise in body temperature, just like a cold, and makes the body weak, powerless and dizzy."

Leng Feibai shook his head, picked up the water cup beside him with trembling hands and took a sip of water.

As the water flowed into his mouth, Leng Feibai felt dazed for a moment, recalling his state when he became a little yang man.

"This powder is so powerful!"

Leng Feibai cursed inwardly. He was no different now than when he had cement stuffed in his nostrils and a razor blade piercing his throat.

"If grandma is really poisoned, I'm afraid she will be in agony!"

Leng Feibai was furious and quickly practiced Shennong Liuli Gong to dissolve the drug poison in his body.

"what!"

Leng Feibai took a breath and cursed in his heart, "Li Yunqian, you are an inhuman thing. You actually used this thing to torture your mother. When I return to Kyoto, if I don't let you taste the power of this medicine, then I, Leng, will not be worthy of being a human being."

After saying that, Leng Feibai sat down cross-legged on the bed, circulated the internal energy and continued to practice.

Three days later, in Huangzhou, Jiangnan, three men with different appearances entered Huangzhou from different directions. After wandering in the mountains outside Huangzhou for half a day, they gathered together in a secluded alley in the city.

　Thanks to Jinghexianyue for the monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)