Patrol Captain

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly as he looked at the talisman in front of him, which resembled a silver fish swimming in the water.
He had no idea who had sent him a message using a talisman that allowed them to travel thousands of miles!

The key is that this symbol can find its own location!

Chen Yuan raised his hand and gently touched the talisman with one finger.

The Myriad Miles Talisman shattered instantly into a shower of silver light, which, like smoke, seeped into Chen Yuan's brow.
After a few breaths, Chen Yuan gently raised his eyes, a flash of lightning passing through his brows and eyes.

To the side, Old Dong craned his neck, carefully veering past Chen Yuan, his beard twitching and his eyes darting around.
"Is something wrong again?"

Seeing Chen Yuan turn his head, he quickly waved his hand and shook his head as well.
"Don't tell me, I don't want to know, old man."

"Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave! I need to consolidate my cultivation here a little longer!"

As they spoke, they began to shoo people away.

Seeing his expression, Chen Yuan's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he said with a wry smile, "Let's go, let's go."

After saying that, he smiled, turned his head to the side, shook his head, flicked one sleeve behind him, and then rose up on the wind, transforming into a streak of light and soaring into the sky.

Dong Fu of the Dragon-Raising Clan took two steps forward, looked up as Chen Yuan's figure disappeared, and twitched his nose.
"I can tell from that young man that he must have something going on."

"I can tell just by looking at this kid's expression. He's scared."

Old Dong looked very serious, as if he knew everything, but the young man's schemes were getting more and more sophisticated, and this old man was really scared.

If Chen Yuan speaks up, and Chen Yuan, being a proud man, agrees to get involved, what if he loses face?

The North Sea Dragon Maiden stood aloof to the side, glanced at the old man, then rose up and transformed into a silver rainbow, leaving the stream and valley.

Old Dong watched them leave, then took a swig from the gourd and poured it into his mouth.
"tsk"

"If only life could stay like this!"

After saying that, he turned around, holding the gourd, and took two steps, swaying unsteadily, before disappearing into the mist in the valley.

...............

Meanwhile, on his way back to Qingshan County, Chen Yuan roamed among the sea of ​​clouds. The setting sun, like molten gold, splashed onto the surging clouds. His clothes were lifted by the wind in the high sky, fluttering loudly. Beneath him, he rode the wind and broke the waves, the boundless sea of ​​clouds like a crumpled brocade.

His narrow, slightly squinting eyes looked down as the green mountains beneath his feet gradually sank into the twilight, their dark blue outlines blurring until only the ridgeline remained edged with gold. The peaks and ravines that had been clearly visible just moments before had shrunk to mere dots on a chessboard, receding with his advance until they finally melted into the glow of the sunset at the edge of the sea of ​​clouds.

"who is it?"

Chen Yuan looked at the fleeting shadows beneath his feet, muttering to himself, his eyes filled with contemplation.

He was referring to the Thousand-Mile Talisman from just now!
The letter contained little information; it simply invited him to meet.

As for who posted it, there's no clue.

This request was shrouded in mystery.

If it is a visiting card, its origin and purpose should be stated.

As he was slowly lost in thought, they soon arrived at Qingshan County. He paused, pulled himself out of his thoughts, realized what was happening, and let out a cold laugh.

This guy is so incoherent and a waste of time.

Then, with a swift movement, he appeared directly above the courtyard, glancing at the adjacent yard.

At this moment, in the neighboring courtyard, a banyan tree sprouted new buds, and the courtyard was bathed in slanting sunlight.

People come and go in the courtyard, with neighbors and children visiting from time to time, carrying steaming hot dishes.

"Cai Hua, these are some new dishes my family made. You must have been late and didn't have time to cook. We can't be without something to serve our guests."

"Auntie, thank you for your trouble."

"Is this even considered a claw? Let's go!"

"Aunt Hua, this is what my mother asked me to bring! It's delicious." A little boy with snot bubbling from his nose carried a bowl of food, ran into the yard, and held up his hands.

"Oh, Erwa, you're such a good boy. Please thank your mother for me," Cai Hua felt a deep warmth in her heart for the help from her neighbors. She squatted down to take the bowl, smiling as she patted the little guy's head.
"Don't go yet, Auntie will get you something delicious."

As he spoke, he took the bowl and went into the inner room.

The boy called Erwa wiped his nose with his sleeve, looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He ran to the banyan tree, looked up, sniffed, and called out...

"Tiger Cub, Tiger Cub, what are you doing?"

"You're amazing, climbing that high!"

At this moment, on the banyan tree with its tender green shoots, Huwa was standing on a branch several meters high, gazing to one side.

Seemingly engrossed in watching, it was startled by a shout from its playmate below, slipped, cried out, and slid down from above.

But the next second, he did a somersault in the air and landed steadily, making the child's eyes widen in disbelief.

His mouth gaped open in a "Wow!"

Tiger Cub seemed to be showing off to his playmates, completely oblivious to the fact that he had almost fallen. A smug excitement shone on his face as he struck a pose in front of his friends.
"Awesome!"

The young boy nodded.

At this moment, Sister Hua quickly ran out from the inner room. Seeing the broken branch and her playful son, she hurried out.

She handed a handful of snacks to the boy who brought the food, and said gently, "Erwa, take these. Your mother is waiting for you to come back. Don't be late."

"Wow, thank you, Auntie!" The little boy, having received the snack, immediately stopped showing off and skipped away.

At this moment, Cai Hua, who had just been all smiles, turned to look at her son, her face turning sour. She picked up a broken branch from the ground and started whipping Huwa's bottom.

"He's showing off before he's even learned anything."

Why climb so high?

Tiger Cub covered his bottom and dodged, hopping and skipping, "I...I'm looking at the neighbor's yard..."

Sister Hua stopped holding the branch, quickly squatted down, and pulled Tiger Cub over with a serious expression, looking him over from left to right.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"And you're not allowed to look around!"

"And don't boast about that person to anyone, including your master and senior brothers, or your mother will not forgive you."

Cai Hua gripped her son's arm tightly and solemnly warned him.

There's a hidden story behind this. Last year, the adults from the neighboring courtyard came back and bestowed a blessing upon the little boy, saying they would find a master to teach him after he woke up.

She remembered, and waited and waited, until a wise and venerable man came to her courtyard and said that Huwa was a prodigy and wanted to take him in as a disciple, asking if he was willing to become his apprentice.

At the time, she was just a woman who knew nothing. She thought that the master the adults had found for her son had come, so she readily agreed. However, this master wanted to take the son back to the mountains to cultivate. At that time, she did not know that the world outside Qingshan County was thousands of miles away. She said that after sending Huwa into the mountains to settle down, she would rush back to Qingshan County to look after the courtyard for the adults.

As it turned out, she later discovered that things seemed to have gone astray; the mountain gate was outside of Sichuan, thousands of miles away from Qingshan County.

The master her son had been apprenticed to wasn't someone that official had found for him. She only realized this later when Tiger Cub told her, as his mother, that things had turned out this way by a series of unforeseen circumstances. Now, Cai Hua felt conflicted, always feeling guilty towards Lord Chen, and unwilling to let her son mention that official's connection to outsiders, keeping her mouth shut.

When she returned, she found Qingshan County both familiar and strange. Since her return, she had been trying to get information out of the neighbors who delivered her meals. She discovered that the locals seemed to have forgotten about Lord Chen. Considering the confusion in her and her son Huwa's memories, she knew that something was amiss, even though she came from the countryside. So she didn't say or do anything more, lest she offend that lord and deserve to die.

"Yes, Mom, I know!" Tiger Cub agreed, nodding earnestly.

"Let's go eat!"

"And by the way, get rid of your senior brothers and sisters!"

Seeing this, Cai Hua patted the little guy's head, her expression returning to normal. She stood up and led Huwa into the inner room.

Meanwhile, in the main room that had been cleaned up inside, a window was closed, and a wisp of dust flew up.

"I really don't like staying here! I think we should stay at an inn instead."

"Junior Brother, this mother and son are acting strangely when they got home."

Just then, Tiger Cub's playful barking came from outside the door, calling them to come out for dinner.

Meanwhile, in the neighboring courtyard, Chen Yuan had already entered the inner room, and every sound from next door reached his ears.

He shook his head, not deliberately doing anything, letting things take their course, and stepped into the shadowy room.

It's as if the inside and outside of the house are two completely different worlds!

That's absolutely true!

This place is equipped with spatial magic, making it impossible for ordinary people to see even a fraction of it.

Even if an outsider were to use their supernatural powers to take a look, they could only see the surface of the courtyard.

…………

And just like that, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

These past two days, Chen Yuan has been spending his days with his wife and daughters, or having his Yang Spirit leave his body and disappear into the void, occasionally going to the mountains to visit Old Man Dong. At night, he absorbs the remaining incense offerings to temper his Yang Spirit, and then uses the Heavenly Eye Projection Combination Technique to go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to temper and fight monsters!
Life is stable and fulfilling, and I'm getting stronger little by little!
On the third night, the darkness was as thick as ink, poured down from the sky and soaking the entire courtyard. There was no moon, no starlight, and the bamboo shadows in the courtyard became blurry blobs of ink.

There was no wind tonight, and the pond in the courtyard was completely still, without even a ripple. The air was as thick as congealed paste; even the weeds in the corner of the wall were motionless. Only occasionally did a window frame creak, quickly swallowed by the deeper silence. The night was so dark, as if afraid to disturb something, or as if something was hidden within it, seeping in from the darkness.

In the pond, a blue lotus, radiating divine light, swayed in the still water, impervious to the surrounding darkness.

In the reflection of the lotus leaves on the water's surface, a circle of shimmering light appeared, and Chen Yuan, wielding a long spear, was destroying a demonic mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the large gun and his figure disappeared from the screen.

He is currently practicing a combination of supernatural powers in the Ten Thousand Mountains!

As Chen Yuan shifted his perspective and prepared to return to the courtyard, his vision suddenly blurred, revealing a layer of fog.

The white mist appeared strangely before my eyes, without any warning.

A flash of lightning appeared in Chen Yuan's eyes, and with a slash like a spear, the white mist was cut through, revealing a layer of pitch-black water on which darkness surrounded everything.

In the darkness, a cluster of green lamps were lit, forming a pattern, and within them stood a white-robed figure with his back to the light.

The white robe was embroidered with auspicious clouds and ghost faces, giving it a unique beauty and a captivating power.

"chachachacha"

Chen Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he quickly realized that he had been forcibly drawn into an illusion by some kind of secret technique.

However, he saw many flaws in this illusion, and it wouldn't take him much effort to break through it.

The figure opposite was nothing more than a projection of the primordial spirit!
He withdrew his spear, his eyes turned cold, and his tone suggested he had some suspicions.

"Are you the one who delivered the message a few days ago?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure with his back turned burst into laughter, the sound echoing throughout the space.

Then the person turned around, smiled, and spoke.

"Hehe, Chen Wusheng is really hard to invite!"

"I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure to meet Chen Wusheng. I have gone to great lengths to do so."

As this person spoke, the flames of the dozens or even hundreds of green lamps around him surged, turning a ghostly blue, like will-o'-the-wisps, which highlighted the red demon mask on his face.

The mask was entirely crimson, gleaming with a dark sheen under the light, as if it could ooze blood. Its forehead was angular and menacing, its eye sockets were deeply carved, dark and bottomless, and its lips were stretched into an exaggerated arc, sending chills down one's spine if stared at for too long.

This aura made Chen Yuan feel somewhat uncomfortable, yet also somewhat familiar.

"I, Chen, never engage in conversation with nobodies. Who are you?" Chen Yuan raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze disdainful.

The other party chuckled, and the dark pupils on the ghost mask suddenly glowed green.

"The Holy Land, Nine Candles!"

As the sound faded, a chilling aura swept outwards, and a black wind swept through.

Chen Yuanyang's divine power reached its utmost, his golden fire tearing through the gale-force winds, his golden hair billowing back, and his eyes blazing with firelight.

I haven't heard of this place in ages!

I first heard about the Holy Land from a human demon. I heard that this force was full of martial arts fanatics who conducted all sorts of heaven-defying experiments in order to become stronger.

What do you want with Mr. Chen?

Chen Yuan's eyes gleamed with a golden light, as if trying to pierce through the mask beneath the other man's face, his tone as calm as still water.

The demons created by this force ravaged the land like a plague, their methods clearly demonstrating their power. Now, they have suddenly appeared here, their intentions unknown.

Chen Yuan did not choose to act immediately; he listened first.

The masked man spoke in a low voice.
"Not long ago, Chen Wusheng defied the heavens and became famous throughout the world. I came here specifically for this purpose, not for anything else, but to exchange something with Chen Wusheng!"

"Oh? What is it?" Chen Yuan drawled, his eyes narrowing.

"Heavenly flesh and blood!" The voice of Jiuzhu from Cheng Shengdi resonated, and the blue light beneath his mask blazed.

Chen Yuan finally couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Good heavens, they started by saying they wanted to exchange the flesh and blood of celestial beings.

He shook his head,
You shouldn't have come to me!

"I, Chen, do not possess any of these things. That flesh and blood were long ago destroyed along with that celestial being's primordial spirit!"

"If you really want to find it, there was a great battle in the Ten Thousand Mountains a few days ago, and someone killed a Celestial Being!"

Chen Yuan's voice was erratic, filled with contemplation.

"What do you need the flesh and blood of celestial beings for to become a holy land?" (End of Chapter)