Roaming through the world of Doraemon

“Uncle Shi, your strength has grown incredibly fast. Oh, by the way, I brought you some medicine this time.” Chen Ming walked into the room, took out dozens of bottles and jars from a small bag, and placed them on the table. “Here it is, I brought you almost all the poisons in the city, take a look.”

Nobita looked at the colorful bottles on the table and began to feel excited. He quickly composed himself, picked up a bottle depicting a character jumping into a cloud, and examined it closely.

Upon seeing Da Xiong, Chen Ming immediately reached out and handed him a book. He looked rather old. "This is a description of all poisons, with specific effects and descriptions."

Da Xiong, holding Chen Ming's hand, flipped through the pages and discovered a cloud-like pattern. He realized the medicine was actually a strange poison that caused unbearable itching. He glanced at the serious-looking Chen Ming and whispered, "Chen Ming, do you dare try my poison?"

Chen Ming looked at Da Xiong's expression seriously, then casually said with a hint of disdain, "Uncle, didn't I tell you? This matter has absolutely no effect on practitioners, especially those who have passed the Dan stage," He added, "They don't even have a chance to be mentally dispelled. If you want to try, I'm sure you'll be disappointed."

Da Xiong ignored Chen Ming's disdain, opened the bottle, and raised his hand—it was a poison. A tremendous spiritual force was rapidly extracted from his body, encapsulated in the poison, silently filling Chen Ming's body and quickly invading it.

Just as Chen Ming was about to see how his mental strength would resist the external venom, he was surprised to feel his body constantly itching. Startled, he immediately sat down and began using his mental energy to expel the toxins. However, the toxins spread like a conscious general, and the intense itching made it difficult for him to cope; it took him seven or eight hours.

Finally, the last bit of poison would be released from his body. Chen Ming took a deep breath. He opened his eyes, looked at Da Xiong, who was smugly pleased with himself, and said with slight surprise, "Uncle, you're truly a god of poison! Can you teach me?"

This time, Da Xiong looked contemptuously at Chen Ming, who was sweating profusely on the ground, and said in a low voice, "So, poison doesn't seem to be a complete failure that causes trouble for practitioners."

"Yes, yes! Uncle-Master, you're a genius! You've truly opened my eyes. Please teach me about this poison!" Chen Ming replied to Da Xiong with a hint of politeness.

Da Xiong turned around, glanced at the side of the bottle, and a sinister smile crept across his face. He began plotting how to ambush that damned bald man. Chen Ming remained nonchalant.

Chapter 149 Sneak Attack on the Bald Man

He said, "These are all from my ancestors; I learned them from a young age. I just don't know how to teach you. Wait a few more days, and I'll study how to explain poison to you."

Hearing that Da Xiong hadn't refused, Chen Ming nodded, sat down to the side, and changed the subject, saying, "Uncle-Master, ever since you took out the ancestral practice book and taught all the disciples to study it, the strength of all the disciples has greatly improved. If we can endure for another thirty to fifty years, we will definitely be able to fight against the current group."

"Oh? That long? What are your strengths now? When will you reach your infancy?" Da Xiong was a little unhappy after hearing Chen Ming say he would live another 30 to 90 years, but he didn't know that this cultivator could live much longer than the mainlanders in their previous lives. The cycle of refining gas alone is nearly three hundred years, and the infancy of Yuan even exceeds one thousand years.

Seeing Da Xiong's displeased expression, Chen Ming also had some doubts, but after thinking about it again, he felt slightly relieved considering the miraculous speed of this strange cultivation method. He quickly replied, "This disciple has already reached the eighth level of the Dan stage, while Rui still needs some time to become a Yuan-era infant. But once the disciples reach the Yuan-era, I believe they will be able to fight against their elders."

Da Xiong nodded, knowing that he might be a little too hasty. But now that he knew the power of the poison, he couldn't let the enlightened people live comfortably for the next thirty or fifty years.

Da Xiong stood up, looking at the bottles and jars on the table. He was pleased, but carrying so many things was extremely inconvenient. Turning to the person next to Chen Ming, he said, "Chen Ming, do you have any of these things on you? Lend me one." So much poison was really difficult to carry around.

After listening to Da Xiong's words, Chen Ming immediately took out a yellow cloth bag and handed it to him. He said, "Uncle Shi is very kind." "This is a treasure bag. There are other things inside. You can put a lot of things in it, and it's easy to carry." He added, "I will send it to my uncle without hesitation."

Nobita took the treasure bag, opened it, and looked at it carefully. He found a strange space inside and nodded in satisfaction, saying, "Okay, thank you for having this. I'll make those bastards feel good!" He raised his hand and put the poison on the table into a treasure bag.

Seeing Da Xiong's confident expression, Chen Ming couldn't help but secretly reveal a hint of joy. He truly felt the power of the poison, and during his time in Danzak, his level eight training had caused him to suffer for hours with his level eight practice, and this was only the weakest of the five steps. (Applause) If the strongest five steps were used instead, it's estimated that even practitioners during the Danzak period wouldn't have realized they were being poisoned to death. Thinking about it, Chen Ming slowly broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, this Uncle Da Xiong wasn't his enemy, otherwise he really didn't know how he would have died.

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose outside, as if the disciples were arguing about something, and the noise grew louder and louder. Da Xiong looked at Chen Ming and asked, "What's going on? These disciples aren't practicing properly, what are they arguing about outside?"

Chen Mingdun's expression changed slightly because he heard many familiar voices.

Chapter 150 Level 8 Training

Some of them were even his apprentices. At such a crucial moment, to have time to make a scene immediately darkened his boss's face. "Uncle Shi, wait a moment, I'll be right there!" After that, he slipped away and left the house.

Da Xiong was also very angry. Even his elder brother had given them practice experience, and they even had the mood to relax and make noise everywhere. Seeing Chen Ming leave, he followed him out.

From a distance, even a large group of people were surrounded by a few others, talking amongst themselves, each holding a sword, and there was a high chance they would start fighting at any moment. Chen Ming, however, was already standing in the circle, looking somewhat bewildered. He waved his hand, quickly dispersing the surrounding disciples, and walked alone towards Da Xiong's direction.

Da Xiong hurriedly took a few steps and walked in front of Chen Ming, thinking to himself, "What happened? What's wrong with you?"

Chen Ming raised his head, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment, a weak reaction in them: "Today, the Tianming Sect came again to force their disciples to join their ranks. And there's a group of insatiable fools who couldn't resist the temptation of water." Oh. This isn't the first time; this is the first time our disciples have gone nearly halfway through. They're all incompetent, and I'm the one in charge!

Da Xiong was slightly shocked, not expecting things to develop this way. Then he patted Chen Ming on the shoulder and gently comforted him, "It doesn't matter, they'll regret it sooner or later, and I think that day is not far off." Then, he patted the pocket at his waist and nodded to Chen Ming.

Chen Mingming meant that, as the head of a school, for this to happen on his face indicated incompetence. He gave Da Xiong a slight salute and said, "Uncle, I need to go back to practice. I'll ask Li Shui to help you with your self-training later." Without waiting for Da Xiong's response, he turned and left, flying back to his residence.

Watching Chen Ming's lonely figure, Da Xiong felt uneasy. "Ming Zhong was truly despicable that day. This is supposed to be help, but in reality, after traveling a long way through Qingshan, occupying this mountain and robbing disciples is utterly outrageous. You can't just let it go like this. You have to teach them a lesson no matter what. During the Dan stage, we must accelerate to the Dan stage. As long as it's no longer bound by those fixed physical skills, we must break up those Tianming Sect disciples."

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Quickly composing himself, Da Xiong returned to his residence, knelt on his bed, and waited for Elder Li Shuichang's arrival while pondering how to proceed after the collapse of the Tianming Sect's terrifying power. However, Li Shuichang did not arrive; instead, a figure he did not want to see appeared beside him—a bald, muscular man.

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“You son of a bitch, you live here, but that makes it easy for me to find you. I’ve really missed you for two months without you!” Just as he said that, the bald man casually found a chair and sat down.

Da Xiong looked at the bald man in front of him, and his anger immediately flared up. The bad thing was: "You didn't come here to humiliate me this time. If you have anything to say, go back to your doghouse."

After hearing Nobita's words, it is said that this bald strongman had used a fixed body technique to immobilize Nobita a long time ago, and then Nobita was beaten and kicked in the door.

Chapter 151 Surprisingly Calm

But this time he was surprisingly calm; not only did he not, he even showed a faint smile. "Don't be ignorant, child. I don't have time for these pointless games with you this time. My elders have heard you're a good doctor and want to see you. Knowing we have some friendship, that's why I called you here to talk. Come with me; don't keep your elders waiting anxiously."

"Friendship? We do have some extraordinary friendships, but your elders and I have nothing to talk about, so please come back!" Nobita had no good way to get back.

Seeing Nobita's contemptuous look, he suddenly burst into laughter. "This is not up to you, get out of here." After saying this, he used a technique to immobilize Nobita, then immediately went to Nobita's side, grabbed him, and disappeared into the house.

During several jumps, the bald man led Da Xiong to a hole in the building. Da Xiong was very familiar with this mansion because it was where Long Qingshan used to live, but now it seemed to have been occupied by some kind of elder.

"Old man, Da Xiong has been invited." After entering the building, the bald man quickly put on an arrogant air in front of Da Xiong, but he was somewhat humble towards the young man sitting in the cave, bowing slightly to him in salute.

The young man looked at Da Xiong standing to one side and said to the bald man, "Get down. You did a good job."

The bald man wore a fawning expression, bowed, and hurriedly left the cave. At this moment, Da Xiong looked at the young man before him with displeasure and said loudly, "Is this how your Tianming Sect invites people?"

The young man, ignoring Nobita's anger, looked at him curiously. After untying his fixed technique, he said, "I didn't expect your power to rise so quickly, even surpassing my evil cult's method of drawing corpses. I'm very curious. How did you do that?"

"This is none of your business. Tell me what happened. Come on, I have a lot of work to do." Nobita casually found a place to sit down and answered impatiently.

Despite Da Xiong's rudeness, the young man seemed unfazed, still smiling as he replied, "My name is Xiao Su, and I'm happy to invite you to join our cult!"

"Joining a cult?" In the minds of Yemenis, it became somewhat confusing... "There's not much overlap between me and evil cults, but why would a cult invite me to join them? Even if I practice faster, I won't be that attached to it, is it because..." Thinking about this, Da Xiong seemed to understand everything, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. It wasn't because of the cult's initiative, but because he finally had his own bargaining chip, a very good one. Then he said, "Joining a cult isn't impossible, but I have two conditions."

When the young man heard that Da Xiong did not immediately refuse, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but his face remained calm, and he said in a low voice, "Go ahead and say it, as long as we can do it."

"First of all, Tianming Sect must immediately withdraw from the Qingshan area and never return. We must ensure that the Qingshan area is not disturbed by other practitioners."

“That’s easy. As long as you agree, I promise to let them go tomorrow and do my best to protect the peace of Qingshan,” the young man replied quickly.

Chapter 152 A Good Bargain

Hearing the young man agree so readily, Da Xiong became even more certain of his guess, knowing that the young man would not be threatened in the future. However, he was extremely unwilling to join this evil cult and harbored great resentment towards it, so it was now necessary to find a way for the young man to refuse him. He quickly turned his head and said, "The second one is a bit difficult, and I don't think you can do it either."

This young man couldn't be God, and a bad feeling immediately arose in his heart, but he insisted on asking: "Tell me, and I will do my best to make it happen."

“Then you can make the entire cult belong to the Tianshan School. As long as you do that, you can say anything,” Da Xiong said casually.

“Alright, don’t be flattered! Cheers, no punishment!” The young man’s patience seemed to have been exhausted by Nobita, an angry hand gripping the smug Nobita’s side. Then he said, “That means… don’t hate me, little doctor.” Saying I don’t know where to pull out a roll of beautiful leather, quickly open it. It was covered in seyce patterns, shimmering with all sorts of strange luster, very ornate.

"You should be satisfied with using such a precious scroll to paint the sky, little doctor!" The words had barely left his lips when Xiao Su swung his arm, and the scroll quickly flew to Nobita's head. Every beam of light tightly enveloped it, and the dense patterns drifted towards Nobita's body like falling petals. But Nobita was a whirlwind; he quickly fainted and lost consciousness.

Flying swords, a form of spiritual tyranny, bombarded the slopes of Green Mountain for hundreds of days, as if trying to cut it down and explore the general's territory. However, the massive Green Mountain was not something these hundreds of monks claimed could be severed. Although they were a large number, they were still just a plan.

At this moment, after being swallowed by the earth, Nobita entered a magical space. In this space, there was no earth, no sky, and no spiritual power. There was only a white chaos and two figures, one large and one small.

"Welcome, little guy!" A heavy voice suddenly reached Nobita's ears, and at the same time, a large figure and a small figure appeared on Nobita. The large figure was a handsome middle-aged man, a handsome man, wearing a gray robe that made him look like Nak, while the small figure was a child who looked only seven or eight years old, with a round face and a round body, looking very cute.

Da Xiong simply looked at the two people in front of him and knew that he must have been rescued by them. He immediately bowed and saluted them, saying, "Da Xiong, thank you for saving your life!"

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The middle-aged man looked at Da Xiong respectfully, smiled, nodded, and replied, "Little fellow, there's no need to be so polite. We are people of destiny, so it's natural for us to use our hands." My name... well, I seem to have forgotten, but those old guys used to call me Dan Zu, you can call me that too. As for the fat man next to me, he's the soul of Qingshan. I call him Qingling, you can call him Little Fatty.

Upon hearing Danzu ask the unfamiliar Da Xiong to call him "Little Fatty," Qingling immediately tugged at the corner of Danzu's clothes, somewhat displeased, and said, "Uncle, Uncle!"

Chapter 153 The Little Fatty

I'm not fat, I'm the mountain god, the mountain god!

Dan Zu, who had spoiled his hands, stroked the green sprite on his head and laughed, "Little fatty, you're still a long way from being a mountain god. Wait until you grow up, ha!"

Hearing Danzu call him "Little Fatty," Qingling tilted his head, a wide smile playing on his lips, and looked away, no longer paying attention to Danzu and Daxiong. Danzu looked at the cute green sprite, shook his head, and then looked at Daxiong, saying, "Little guy, are you curious why you came here?"

Upon hearing this, Da Xiong immediately nodded vigorously and replied, "Dan Zu, please point it out!"

Danzu gently raised his right hand to Daxiong and continued, "Don't call me 'sir,' I'm just a lazy person. Actually, I've noticed you ever since you came to the foot of this green mountain. I wanted to ask you to come down sooner, but you seemed to have been busy for a while. I didn't have a chance. Ah!"

Seeing Danzuna's familiar demeanor, Da Xiong smiled awkwardly and asked, "May I ask, Danzuna, what place is this, and why did you invite an ordinary boy like me to come and see it?"

But Zu smiled mysteriously and replied, "This is the little fat boy's mental realm, the mental automation that resulted from his generated mental wisdom. As for who you are, don't joke around. Although I can't see who you are, you are not a person, because you have the healing ability to restore others' lives. What do you say?"

"Well... Ancestor Dan, you're very clever, but why should I come to your house? I don't think my healing techniques are anything special." Da Xiong could vaguely sense that Ancestor Dan's power was unfathomable, and of course, it wouldn't harm him, so he continued to ask.

Danzu looked up, seemingly noticing something, but quickly smiled and said to Daxiong, "Little boy, there's a group of rats on this mountain that keeps burrowing, which makes me very angry. Can you help me solve this problem?"

Da Xiong was a clever man. Seeing the deep expression on Dan Zu's face, he immediately understood what Dan Zu meant. But he showed a troubled expression and replied, "Son, I am very weak and really cannot deal with this group of rats. I ask Dan Zu if you understand."

“I said you can, so you must do it.” Once, Dan Zu reached out and took out a strange sword and a dose of Vajra Pill, handing them to Da Xiong. He then said, “After you finish the pill, pick up this sword and just cut people. If anyone runs away, give them the poison in your hand. Go.”

Ling picked up the sword and pill from Dan Zu's hand, looking at Dan Zu with suspicion. But from Dan Zu's faint smile, Da Xiong sensed a kind of confidence, or perhaps it was just a game. He immediately swallowed the pill, gripped the sword tightly, and whispered, "Alright, Dan Zu, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

But Zu laughed and said, "After you've finished killing the rats, don't forget your old friend. I'll come back for you again," Da Xiong said, waving a large hand from inside the hole. But now this huge pit could no longer be called a pit, because the people of Tianming Sect had actually turned it into a deep abyss. Da Xiong's return also excited more than a dozen elders, including many others.

"It's that boy again. Give it to me. I want to live, to catch the reward plastic corpse, Dan Yi!" Under Zhang Yin's command, hundreds of Dan-stage disciples suddenly charged madly towards General Da Xiong. This time, none of them drew their swords.

Chapter 154 Falling from the Sky

Because they were all worried that he would disappear again.

Da Xiong reached for his sword, wanting only to rush down and cut the people, but he felt a surge of warmth erupt from within him, bursting out and transforming into a golden, silky wall that tightly enveloped him. He himself seemed to possess the same unfinished power, and his feet moved slightly into Kudan among the hundreds of cultivators.

Wave after wave, the swords shone past, and the Dan-era practitioners, like watermelons, were easily injured and erupted. However, those who couldn't catch up saw the mistake and tried to retreat from the sword strike, but it was too late. Some of them were killed by Da Xiong, while others suddenly struggled and fell from the sky. Not long ago, hundreds of Gold-Dan practitioners fell into the deep well they had painstakingly dug.

This battle not only shocked Da Xiong, but also greatly surprised his little master who hadn't even won a dozen or so coins. Especially the leader, Zhang Yin, who had unintentionally caused the deaths of hundreds of alchemy disciples—if he returned, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the clan. But looking at the sword in Da Xiong's hand, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. These wondrous items, as long as they could be handed over to the clan, would certainly not be punished upon his return, and would even be praised.