Xianye

Chapter 464 Old scene
Not long after the words fell, the sea water not far away suddenly bulged upwards, with splashing waves, and a boy with drooping hair also rose to the top of the clouds stepping on a strange cong-shaped magical instrument that was square outside and round inside.

Chen Heng saw that the boy was no more than eleven or twelve years old, with a delicate and delicate appearance, bright eyes, a golden ring on each hand, and a large square gourd tied with a black silk ribbon on his back.

If it’s not Xuan Jitian’s Li Xuanying, who else could it be?

After flying onto the cloud and standing firmly, Li Xuanying stared at Chen Heng for a long while, and could not help but feel surprised and suspicious.

The magic weapon under his feet that looks like a jade cong is called "Liujia Tongyuan Jade". It can not only summon several Liujia gods to protect himself, but also has the ability to enter and exit water and fire, and hide one's shape and shadow. It is particularly powerful. It was the magic weapon used by his mother, Mrs. Tao, when she was alive.

Normally, Li Xuanying relied on this treasure in his hand to tease many evil cultivators whose cultivation was far higher than his when he traveled outside the sky, including even several Jindan Zhenren from the orthodox immortal way.

Li Xuanying knew that Chen Heng was an extraordinary person, and he was afraid that his tricks could not be hidden from him for too long.

But listening to what he said just now, it seemed that I had not escaped his eyes and ears from beginning to end. This was indeed a bit horrifying.

"Your aura is different, so it's not difficult to see through it."

Chen Heng had no intention of explaining too much, and only said:
"Young man, what do you have to teach me?"

"To be honest, I do have something to ask of you."

Li Xuanying was not a person who was used to flattering others. After racking his brains and uttering a few words, he slapped his head and simply took out a thin book from his sleeve.

Seeing Chen Heng taking it and looking at it, he seemed to be a little interested. Li Xuanying was delighted and pointed to the distance and said:

"Master Chen, this is not the place to talk. My spirit told me that there is a deserted island not far away. How about going there?"

Chen Heng nodded slightly, turned the sword light, and flew away through the air.

Li Xuanying clapped his hands, and the magic weapon under his feet made a sound, and suddenly turned into a bright jade light, following closely behind.

Not long after, Li Xuanying vaguely caught a glimpse of the lush island on the sea in the distance.

In the small stone pavilion on the edge of the cliff, Chen Heng had already flipped through the Taoist book, his eyes slightly lowered, as if thinking.

"Master Chen, what do you think?"

As soon as the jade light approached the stone pavilion, Li Xuanying couldn't wait to run up and said to Chen Heng.

"Boy, do you want me to interpret this sword manual for you?" Chen Heng asked.

Li Xuanying nodded repeatedly.

"This is not difficult." Chen Heng said.

Li Xuanying was delighted and cheered up when he heard this.

This thin book is actually a true sword manual, which he obtained from an adventure in the ruins of an underground palace in outer space. Even some of his protective robes were smashed to pieces because of this. It was not easy to obtain.

It should be noted that although Li Xuanying is still young and his cultivation is not very strong, his background is after all unique.

Although Xuan Ji Tianzun Li Qi had no kindness towards him, he just treated him indifferently and regarded him as an abandoned person.

But thanks to the relics of his mother, Madam Tao, and the occasional support from Yuan Zai and Yan Shi, Li Xuanying was worthy of the term wealthy. He owned no less than five top-grade magical instruments.

As for his fighting style of using money to attack others, Li Xuanying also made some achievements in the world, which gave him some luck. For example, the sword manual today is an example.

At this time, Chen Heng pointed to the sword scripture on the stone table and said:

"But there is one thing I don't understand. Although this is a sword manual, it is not really top-notch. As a boy, maybe there are better options? And if you need someone to interpret the manual, why me? Before today, I had never met you."

A true sword manual, like a manual on cultivation, also contains many terms and metaphors hidden between the lines.

If there is no one to analyze and discuss this, and people just practice according to the original text, then it would be a small matter to get nothing, and they may even suffer from stomach rot and die miserably.

Li Xuanying met Chen Heng's gaze, shook his head and said:
“My mother wasn’t a swordsman, and most of her belongings were taken away by Li Qi. What she left for me is not as much as the rumors outside.

As for Yan, I have troubled Yan too many times, and I don’t want to beg them again…”

In the ruins of the underground palace outside the sky, Li Xuanying witnessed the sword skills with his own eyes, and even some of his finest robes were cut to pieces. Naturally, he also became interested in the way of the sword and wanted to ask someone to interpret the sword scripture in his hand.

And having just witnessed Chen Heng's exquisite swordsmanship, although they had never met before, it was hard to find any other swordsman who was familiar with him.

Rather than asking people around like a headless fly, not only will you waste time and money, but you will also owe them favors.

It would be better to seize the opportunity and ask the true disciple of Yu Chen in front of you to interpret the scriptures for you.

After Li Xuanying finished speaking his mind, Chen Heng looked at him, and after a moment, he nodded slightly and said:
"I can accept this."

Li Xuanying was delighted when he heard this, and he took out several boxes of Zhengyang Zhensha from his sleeve bag and placed them on the stone table as a reward for interpreting the scriptures.

Seeing that he was about to take more out, Chen Heng shook his hand to stop him:
"First, get some paper and pen. I'll tell you what to say, and you listen."

As the white paper spread out on the table, the ink pen fell.

For a moment, two voices were heard in the stone pavilion, one asking and the other answering, as if they were teaching.

The "Tianyou Hezhen Sword Sutra" that Li Xuanying obtained was only ordinary and not a top-notch classic, let alone being compared with Chen Heng's "Beichen Bianhe Jiangmo Sword Sutra".

However, in about an hour, he had deciphered all the hidden codes in the scriptures. In order to justify the reward of those boxes of Zhengyang Zhensha, Chen Heng also added some sword techniques, martial arts skills and his own insights.

Although Li Xuanying was a hot-tempered person, he was not ungrateful. Seeing this, he naturally expressed his sincere gratitude.

But when he was delighted, the boy did not hear the faint sword chant that arose from the depths of the island and disappeared in an instant when the last stroke was made.

Chen Heng looked in the direction of the sound as if he was thinking about something, and only turned his gaze away after a few breaths. This made Li Xuanying standing by quite confused.

"The practice of swordsmanship is not a one-day job. If you want to achieve something in this way, you should work harder on your practice. The saying that rising water lifts all boats is not an exaggeration."

Chen Heng's last smile.

Li Xuanying nodded, and after leaving the pavilion, he straightened his back and said solemnly:

"I will definitely repay Master Chen's kindness today. I have also heard about Chen Yushu. If I, Li Xuanying, have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment in the future, I will definitely go to Xu Dutian to help!"

After making this bold statement, Li Xuanying hurriedly took out a three-inch talisman that was entirely red copper in color and placed it in the air. Then he summoned a magic weapon, turned around and left without saying another word.

At first, the Escape Shuttle was shocked by the boy's tone and didn't know what to say.

After taking another look at the talisman that Li Xuanying left behind, Dunjiesuo pondered it carefully and couldn't help but praise it.

This red copper colored talisman is called "Red Illuminating Flame Talisman". It is made of the yang flame in the earth's lungs as the main material, combined with several kinds of innate evil spirits.

Once it is launched and hits the target, ordinary Jindan Zhenren will die miserably, and even their Yuan Ling will not be able to escape the contamination of the evil spirit.

Although this magic talisman has little effect on Chen Heng now, Li Xuanying's act of returning a favor is enough to show that he is not a bad person.

The Escape Shuttle shook his head and said jokingly:

"I thought this boy was a boaster, but he has a good heart. I wonder if he can keep his promise in the future?"

Chen Heng smiled when he heard this. After collecting the real sand on the stone table and the talisman in front of him with his sleeves, he said nothing more, took off with the wind, and headed straight into the depths of the island.

Soon, he first saw a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides from under the clouds, and then a large tomb came into view amidst the tall pines and cypresses. However, although the sacred road in front of the tomb was solemn and paved with beautiful jade, the two long rows of steles beside the road were also carved with dragon and snake patterns, and the crouching beasts on the top were lifelike.

But there are no sacrificial temples or stele pavilions in front of the tomb, which is somewhat inconsistent with the previous ones.

Not far from the tomb is a thatched hall, outside of which are lush flowers and trees, and a strange fragrance fills the air.

"The tomb of Chen Ziding?"

As he descended from the clouds, Chen Heng looked up and thought to himself.

At this moment, a bright light flew up from the back mountain, circled around the big tomb several times, and made a whistling sound that shook the valley.

Chen Heng saw a broken sword in the light, as black as ink. There was a spirit in the sword before, but it had disappeared completely at this moment, leaving only a few remnants.

And the sword chanting he heard earlier was exactly the divine will of this broken sword when he interpreted the sword scripture, and it unconsciously emitted a whistling sound in response from afar.

"Master Ziding? Why was his tomb moved here?"

A blue light flickered between Chen Heng's eyebrows, and the Escape Shuttle suddenly jumped out from his purple palace. He looked forward with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"After Monk Zhihun returned from Paradise, I asked the Zen master to calculate the location of my grave for me.

Although it is just a cenotaph and is of no use, for the younger generation, even if it is self-deception, it can at least comfort them a little."

At this time, a low voice came from the thatched hall, accompanied by a rustling sound in the wind, and a tall, middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a cloud robe and a star crown also stepped out.

He nodded slightly to the Shuttle and continued:
"My father didn't like flashy things when he was alive. He only liked quietness. Since we have moved to this deserted island, there is no need to add any extra things. I think this should not go against my father's wishes."

"I have been away from Xuhuangtian for a long time and didn't know about this." The Escape Shuttle was silent for a moment and then sighed: "If I had known this, I should have come to burn an incense stick..."

The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand upon hearing this, and then looked at Chen Heng, as if he had recognized Chen Heng's identity long ago. There was a complicated expression on his face. Finally, he just nodded and bowed to see the guest off.

Not far from the deserted island, Chen Heng looked at the Escape Shuttle and asked;

"I wonder who that Master Ziding is?"

Just as the Escape World Shuttle was about to speak, the blue light on the shuttle suddenly shook like a candle in the wind, and the person that appeared outside of it also flickered.

The Escape Shuttle pointed to his mouth, feeling quite helpless:

"Damn it! It seems that there were quite a lot of things that Chen Yushu banned back then..."

The Escape Shuttle turned his eyes and was about to suggest that they go to the Pure Land of the Monk Zhi Hun and ask him about the past events, but Chen Heng seemed to have guessed his thoughts and shook his head slightly:

"If Master Zhihun and the others wanted to speak, they would have told me directly. If it is really difficult to speak, then no matter how many times you come to their house, it will only embarrass them. But I think..."

Chen Heng pondered for a moment and looked into the distance:
"It should be soon. Since I have come to Xuhuangtian, some people think that no matter what, I should know the general idea of ​​that old incident."

Before the Escape Shuttle could speak, Chen Heng did not stop. He just raised his sleeves and flew up into the clouds, and soon disappeared.

And the development of events was indeed just as Chen Heng had expected.

On that day, an old woman holding a large crutches with coiled dragon pattern came to visit the palace overnight. She not only brought a crystal jade with a strange appearance, but also letters written by Monk Zhiqian and Chen Yufu respectively.

However, when mentioning the foolish monk, the old woman did not have a good expression, and even made a few derogatory remarks in her words.

After delivering these and giving some instructions, the old woman did not stay long and soon said goodbye and left.

"Nian Yu... unexpectedly has such a mysterious magical power."

In the palace, Chen Heng stroked the crystal jade that the old woman had just given him.

This thing is as delicate as jade and snow, and its texture is extremely hard, as if it is made of a piece of star iron, making it difficult to destroy.

According to the old woman, Chen Yushu's past memories are sealed in this jade. If Chen Heng wants to know the old things, he only needs to put his soul into the jade, and all the past events will be clearly replayed in his mind.

This method is far better than other methods.

After all, words can be false, and paper and pen can be wrong. Even if there is no deception, many things can often be a huge mistake even if the slightest mistake is made.

But the mental memory that has not been tampered with is different, especially since this memory comes from Chen Yushu, the victim.

Chen Hengfei not only understood the reasons behind what happened, but he could also clearly sense Chen Yushu's emotions and feelings at that time.

But although Nian Yu is mysterious, he has a bad situation at the moment.

That is because the old woman's cultivation level was much stronger than Chen Heng's now. This piece of mind jade refined by her personally naturally also condensed the old woman's energy and intention on it to protect the mind jade from damage.

If one has a high level of cultivation, he won't care too much about that energy.

But if Chen Heng used it, he would inevitably be confused by the aura that supported Nian Yu, and his mind would be suppressed, causing him to regard himself as Chen Yushu.

However, this influence is only temporary. As the divine will gradually explores deeper, Chen Heng will also wake up. It will not have any effect on him.

The reason why the old lady who called herself Yinggu brought the letters to Chen Yufu and Monk Zhihun was to show her sincerity and to reassure Chen Heng.

At this moment, Chen Heng returned to the jade couch and adjusted his breathing for a few rounds. Then he changed his mind and activated the jade in his hand.

After a moment, a "ding" sound seemed to ring behind his head, vibrating his eardrums.

There was a white hair shooting out from the jade, and wherever it shone, it was crystal clear, even the internal organs were not excluded.

The bell rang eight times, each one faster and heavier than the last. The white hair became more and more dazzling. Chen Heng's soul was shaken and swayed, and it seemed to suddenly penetrate the jade bed under him and continue to sink.

After eight sounds.

The sky and earth seemed to be covered by white hair, and there was no longer any distinction between up and down...

It was unknown how long it had passed before the bright light in front of Chen Heng's eyes gradually faded, and he felt a sense of comfort as if his soul had left his body.

He frowned and found himself standing under a five-colored canopy. In front of him was a thousand-foot-high screen, on which were painted the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, dragons, phoenixes, chi leopards and other creatures. A person standing next to the screen would be like dust leaning against Mount Tai, insignificant.

"This is the 'Emperor Void Transformation Diagram' that the God of Dharma drew before he attained enlightenment. It is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is amazing that Ying Gu was able to snatch this item from the enemy camp!"

Chen Heng clapped his hands lightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he subconsciously said:

"Someone is coming."

"What do you want, Prince?" A group of burly generals in armor came in from outside the palace and knelt on the ground.

"Is there any news about Bai Sanren?"

"To congratulate the prince on his birthday, since Sanren left for outer space, there has been no news, and we have lost contact with him." The leading general said helplessly.

"It's just a small matter, why should he worry so much about it."

Chen Heng heard himself sighing and said:

"With the shuttle given by his father and several excellent magical instruments in hand, it should not be difficult for Sanren to protect himself. Well... just seal this palace and keep it under strict guard. When Sanren returns from outer space, we will bring him to see it."

(End of this chapter)