Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 225 The mountains outside Yunhu Mountain

Chapter 225 The mountains outside Yunhu Mountain

Yunhu connects the mountains outside the city.

It is said that the Yunhu Mountain sect has six peaks, each higher than the last. Legend has it that these were the steps that the fierce tiger climbed to the top of the mountain. When it reached the sixth step, it ascended to the clouds, thus giving rise to the name Yunhu Mountain.

Taoist legends are something that people in villages and towns at the foot of the mountain are willing to believe in to some extent, since it's free anyway.

In Maizhou, a land of many nations, Yunhu Mountain is considered a haven of peace. Although their sect is powerful, they rarely interfere in the affairs of the dynasty, nor do they follow the example of other sects that like to establish a state religion or serve as advisors to the emperor.

They weren't even good at management; the sect's main income came from the incense offerings from worshippers or the small amount of money disciples earned by going down the mountain to exorcise demons and protect the righteous path.

They're barely making ends meet.

Therefore, contrary to the imagination of many who are unaware of the inside story, the actual number of disciples in Yunhu Mountain is not large.

To this day, there are only about two hundred people at most, and many of them are truly only interested in Taoist methods and do not engage in cultivation.

Thanks to this, the sect's meals were not a problem. Each peak organized its disciples to cultivate the barren mountains and grow their own food, which solved most of the problem.

This was also the earliest course of study for many disciples of Yunhu Mountain. Besides carrying water, chopping wood, cleaning, and farming, the main tasks were these.

A young Taoist priest, about fifteen or sixteen years old, stood in the fence of his field, looking at the Taoist priest in black and white robes not far away. He opened his mouth several times, but in the end, he dared not utter a sound.

It was already evening, and it was getting dark. He still had some watering work to do, but since the division commander wasn't leaving, he was afraid of spilling water on the man's clothes.

After a long pause, he could only stammer, "Grandmaster Uncle, I've seen you here for quite a while now. Are you trying to comprehend some profound mystery?"

This farmland is built on the mountainside, with a large rock blocking the way, and beyond that is a cliff facing west.

The view is excellent, and sometimes when he's in a bad mood, the young Taoist priest will come here to watch the clouds.

The figure in the black and white Taoist robe gently shook his head: "I saw the Sea Patrol God pass by a few days ago. I was afraid something bad might happen, so I've been keeping a closer eye on things these past few days."

The young Taoist priest didn't know what the Sea Patrol God was, so he could only follow his grandmaster's words and say, "Is it to prevent those sea patrols from causing trouble?"

"No, it's about getting everyone out of there as early as possible."

The grandmaster reached out and gathered his waist-length black hair, held it to his eyes, looked at the tiny split ends, and sighed.

What am I? How could I possibly defend against the Sea Patrol God? Haven't you noticed that my hair has been splitting these past few days?

Turning her head, a hint of apology appeared on her pretty yet somewhat spirited face: "Leave the work in the vegetable garden to me. You should hurry to the canteen, or you might not get a hot meal later."

The young Taoist priest felt that this was not right.

But since my grandmaster has spoken, I have to listen to him!
After hesitating for a while, he chuckled and said, "Then you should get some rest, Grandmaster Uncle."

The Taoist nun watched him run away before turning her gaze away.

Her divine journey across the seas into the Eastern Continent was no small matter, especially this time, as she didn't even restrain her divine might, creating fierce winds and waves along the way, attracting the attention of many experts from both the Eastern and Western Continents.

More than half a month ago, the Sea God gradually calmed down and the divine might dissipated, so someone like her with the Heavenly Consciousness Realm could no longer perceive the other party's location through divine sense.

Just two days ago, in a remote spot on the west coast of Xiaochen Kingdom, its enormous body flashed and disappeared underwater.

She has been here.

Judging from this trajectory, it seems that the Sea Patrol God entered the Eastern Sea and eventually arrived at the Little Chen Kingdom.

What is it about Xiao Chen Kingdom that would warrant the attention of a powerful demon who has returned to the Void? And why did she come so swaggeringly, only to leave so quietly?
Her slender fingers reached out to meet the few stars that were slowly emerging in the darkening sky. After a moment of calculation, her expression grew increasingly serious—oh, I'm just a warrior, I can't tell fortunes.

Grinning, Pei Lan turned around, tucked the whisk in her hand into her waistband, rolled up her sleeves to tie her Taoist robe, and picked up the bucket of water from the vegetable garden.

Just as I was getting ready to get to work, another figure walked in from outside.

The man had a very square face, a large, flat nose, and small eyes. He was wearing the same black and white Taoist robe as Pei Lan and waved to her from afar: "Junior Brother Lan!"

Pei Lan squinted and exclaimed, "Oh my! Isn't this Senior Brother Xun?!"

My senior brother Xun Fu is second in his generation, and we rarely see him.

Pei Lan's handsome face also showed a sincere smile: "It's been five or six years since we last met, hasn't it?" "Yes, oh dear, look at my junior brother Lan's long hair, he's finally starting to look presentable. That's much better. He always looks like a tomboy, not dignified at all."

After many years apart, they were all very happy and greeted each other sincerely, showing that they had a good relationship.

Xun Fu was honest, kind, and warm-hearted. Not to mention Yunhu Mountain, everyone in the entire Dongzhou would give this Taoist priest some face.

Pei Lan looked him up and down: "You never even come to see me more often."

Xun Fu rubbed his hands together and gave an awkward smile: "Isn't it because I'm in a difficult situation?"

Xun Fu usually doesn't live a secluded life, nor has he ever gone into seclusion. For the past five or six years, he has been living like a fool in a cave in the back mountain.

It wasn't an act; he was genuinely naive.

Xun Fu is an extremely rare Qi-gazing cultivator with profound cultivation and a long history of refinement.

In the practice of observing qi, one aspect is "seeing with the eyes," which allows one to observe the condensation, flow, and dissipation of qi.

The second realm is "mindful observation," which enables one to understand fortune and discern its affiliation, effect, and consequences.

The third realm is called "Hand-picking," which means that one has come into contact with the Qi of the Nine Provinces and can influence some of the Qi to a certain extent, such as causing bad luck, averting bloodshed, or obtaining unexpected wealth.

The Qi Observation Technique, like the Military Strategist Technique, only has five realms. Compared to the domineering and unparalleled Military Strategist Technique's three realms of 10,000-person kill, the Qi Observation Technique may not seem very powerful, but this "unseen" quality is actually more terrifying.

However, Xun Fu was always a good Taoist priest who did not engage in any underhanded activities. On the contrary, because of his status as a third-level Qi observer, people would often come to the mountain to ask him to perform divination.

Those who observe the qi do indeed possess this ability, but they are limited by the qi pathways and cannot reveal it at will; if they do so, they will be punished by heaven.

In mild cases, it can cause mental impairment for several years; in severe cases, it can lead to sudden death on the spot.

Xun Fu was a fool in the back mountain for five or six years because he broke the precepts.

"Senior Brother Xun, have you just come down from the mountain?" Pei Lan asked. "How did you know I was here?"

"Oh, Junior Brother Ding told me."

Ding Jia, a black-and-white Taoist robe from Yunhu Mountain, is Pei Lan's fourth senior brother.

Xun Fu paused, then whispered, "When I arrived, Junior Brother Ding looked terrible. He said his disciple had run into an elder from some sect on his way down the mountain, and a piece of his scalp was shaved off. With his temper... tsk tsk tsk."

Old Ding is in charge of the Enforcement Hall at Yunhu Mountain. He doesn't have a violent temper, but he can't tolerate any dissent. Anyone who dares to bully his disciples, no matter which sect they belong to, is a sworn enemy.

Oh, it's a feud between Master Ding and his sect. Yunhu Mountain has always supported resolving issues through dialogue and does not advocate confrontational behavior.

"Hey, Senior Brother Xun, you've come at the right time," Pei Lan said, carrying a bucket of water. Suddenly, she remembered something. "I was just thinking about something, but I couldn't figure it out. Could you help me calculate it?"

Xun Fuduan was a helpful person, and he chuckled on his square face: "Sure, it's nothing."

Pei Lan put down the bucket and pointed in the direction the sea patrol god had approached earlier: "Over there, the west coast of Little Chen Kingdom."

Xun Fu pinched his chubby hand, and the spiritual energy within his body floated like a silk thread, smoothly connecting with the energy track, and began to deduce: "Hmm, the West Bank... when?"

"It will be in the next few days."

"These past few days... hiss, the air trajectories have shifted. What's it connected to?"

"Yes, the Sea Patrol God."

"Patrol the sea..."

Xun Fu's eyes widened in surprise: "What?"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back suddenly, and with a kick of his legs, he fell straight down into the vegetable garden.

The Taoist priest drooled, "Hehe, hehehehe, chirp~"

"Senior brother! What's wrong, senior brother?! Don't scare me, senior brother—"

(End of this chapter)

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