After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 641: The leader of the Gu God, Ding Huanchun?

It looks like he's alive.

Chen Yang took out another half bottle of [Plant Growth Essence] and poured it in.

He just watered it a little more and then left it alone. Whether it could grow or not depended entirely on luck.

If [Plant Growth Essence] doesn't work, then Chen Yang has no other choice.

He took a hoe from the foot of the wall, went to the woods, dug in the shady soil for a while, and took out the jar of zombie poison that he had buried some time ago.

Be very careful, for fear that shaking will affect the bacterial liquid inside.

The microbial strains in the coffin fungus will excrete a special toxin after absorbing the toxins of the coffin fungus and the toxins mixed from many medicinal herbs.

This special toxin is the fourth most poisonous toxin in the Poison Sutra, the zombie poison.

The jar has been buried for many days. If everything goes well, the bacteria inside will produce enough toxins and it will be time to take out the medicine.

Chen Yang didn't dare to play with this thing in the house. He carefully moved the jar to the washing stone in the yard.

After wearing thick protective gloves and two layers of protective masks, Chen Yang carefully opened the lid.

This poison enters the blood through wounds, causing the victim's muscles and limbs to quickly stiffen and lose consciousness, like a zombie.

If the toxins cannot be removed in time, the disease will progress and the soul will be polluted, consciousness will become chaotic, and finally the blood will coagulate throughout the body and the person will die.

Therefore, it is better to be careful, after all, it is ranked fourth among the poisons in the Poison Book.

Chen Yang slowly opened the lid and there was no strange smell.

The jar looked moldy and was covered with dark green mycelium.

You can see with the naked eye that a lot of liquid has accumulated inside.

He took a glass and carefully tipped the jar over to pour out the bacterial liquid inside.

There was half a bowl of green bacterial liquid, which looked tough at first glance.

Chen Yang didn't care whether to filter it or not. He just sealed the glass with plastic wrap and put it into the system warehouse.

Just let it sit for another half a day, and tomorrow morning, take the upper solution, which will contain the dead poison.

At that time, it can be used directly or further dried into powder for later use.

As for the antidote, that's simple. Take the bottom layer of solution, add some medicine, and boil it.

Chen Yang covered the jar again, carried it to the backyard, and buried it in the soil again.

The bacterial colonies inside have already grown, and will continue to produce bacteria and toxins before the medicinal properties are consumed. Based on the amount taken this time, there should be no problem if we take three or five more times.

After burying the can, Chen Yang took off his protective gear and threw his mask, gloves, outer clothes and pants into the stove to burn.

I’m afraid of accidentally getting the medicine on my body. Once there is a wound on my body and the medicine touches me, it will be no joke.

After all, the antidote hasn't been developed yet.

……

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Silent all night.

The next day, Chen Yang took out the glass.

After standing overnight, the liquid in the glass has clearly separated into layers.

The upper layer is a green solution, and the lower layer is a dark green suspension.

Chen Yang took out the upper solution and put it in a glass bottle.

The remaining lower layer solution was added with some medicinal materials according to the records in the [Poison Sutra].

Put it in a small bowl and simmer on the fire for an hour.

The solution was mixed with medicinal materials and boiled into a thick red paste. Then he took out gloves and put them on, and rolled them into 12 pea-sized pills.

The poison and the antidote, that's it.

As for whether it is useful or not, and whether it is as powerful as described in the [Poison Sutra], we have to try it out to find out.

I bought a rooster from Song Daneng’s house next door.

He took out the dagger he got from Murong Qian and poisoned the blade.

"Sorry, Chicken Bro."

Chen Yang said sorry and lightly scratched the chicken leg with the dagger.

"Giggle..."

The rooster felt the pain and immediately flapped its wings and stood up, running wildly in the yard in small steps and jumped onto the wall.

Chen Yang took out his cell phone and started calculating the time.

After about half a minute, the rooster was obviously in poor condition. It staggered and suddenly fell off the wall with a thud.

"Cuckoo..."

The rooster was shaking all over, with its feet pointing to the sky and its wings and neck stretched straight, as if it had been electrocuted.

It shook for about half a minute and was obviously unable to bear it anymore. Chen Yang quickly took out a pill and forced it into its mouth.

Even after taking the antidote, the rooster was still shaking.

After shaking for about two minutes, the shaking gradually slowed down and the body was no longer so stiff.

"Cuckoo..."

After a while, it turned over and stood up again, shaking its neck vigorously and shaking its feathers.

"Oh oh oh..."

It flapped its wings, flew to the top of the wall, sang loudly, and regained its previous spirit.

Yes, it really works.

Chen Yang was delighted.

The poison will take effect in half a minute. If no rescue is given, the patient will not last more than five minutes.

The rooster is small in size. If it were a large creature, it would probably be able to hold on longer. If it had some skills, it would probably last even longer.

But it doesn't matter.

He doesn't have much poison left to use now.

The nettle potion has been used up. Although the dragon poison of the Black Dragon King and the centipede poison of the Eight-winged Centipede are both overbearing, they are still easily suppressed when used against strong people in the Fate Realm.

This zombie poison ranks fourth in the [Poison Sutra].

Hope it won't disappoint me.

Chen Yang took out dozens of arrows and coated the tips of them with poison.

The arrow flashed coldly and was coated with a layer of green liquid. The green liquid evaporated quickly, as if it was covered with a layer of green film, which made people panic.

I don’t know which unlucky guy will benefit from this in the future.

After putting away the arrows, Chen Yang also poisoned the Chixiao Sword.

It’s no wonder that he is sinister. There are many people in Panshan Realm who are more sinister than him.

This is how the world is. Either you scheme against me, or I scheme against you.

Although he has now entered the realm of creation and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. It is always better to have something than nothing.

……

Chen Yang sat under the loquat tree for a while. The sun had already climbed above his head and it was almost noon.

His eyes fell on the proud big rooster on the wall.

I still have a few packets of Bobo chicken seasoning at home.

“Oh… cluck…”

Chicken feathers were flying everywhere.

It took more than an hour to make a delicious pot of Bobo Chicken, which actually had chicken in it.

Chen Yang tried it.

Not poisonous.

Eat with confidence.

He packed the basin, took the chicken head with him, and drove to Huangjia Village.

……

When we arrived at Huang Daolin's house, he was cutting bamboo strips and making paper figures in the yard.

Although he has become a powerful man in the realm of creation, Huang Daolin remains as low-key as ever and has not forgotten his job at all.

The sun is strong today and there is no tea to pick, so I just do some handicrafts at home.

This is the real hidden master.

"Old Man Nie called me and said you borrowed his patrol gong?"

Huang Daolin brushed off the bamboo chips on his body, stood up, and followed Chen Yang into the house.

"It's not a loan, it's a lease. He said so himself. He pays rent every day, but he didn't tell me how long I can borrow it..."

"Hey." Huang Daolin was happy when he heard it, "Then you will keep renting it?"

Chen Yang said, "That bronze gong is really useful. It has a strong deterrent effect on the mountain spirits. If Mr. Nie is willing to let me borrow it, then I will just have to pay a little more in rent. It is not impossible to keep renting it."

"Then why did he come to me? Didn't you pay enough?"

"Only rented for five days." Chen Yang smiled awkwardly.

"No wonder."

Huang Daolin shook his head. "Old man Nie has a strange temper, but he is easy to talk to when he has money. You should find a time to pay him the money. Also, the coffin nails you borrowed from him before..."

“That’s all used up too.”

"Well, I'm bound to be blackmailed by him."

Huang Daolin smiled bitterly.

Most of the dozens of coffin nails that he had borrowed from Old Man Nie were given to Chen Yang. He used a few here and a few there, so there was no way there would be any left.

Chen Yang didn't care. As long as the old man cared about money, things that could be solved with money were not a big deal.

Huang Daolin said, "Old Nie is a man with some family background. Although he doesn't have much cultivation, his ancestors were very wealthy. Don't offend him. Sooner or later, you might need him to do something for you..."

Chen Yang nodded slightly and was about to say something when the phone rang.

I took out my cell phone and saw that it was Tongxin calling.

After quickly apologizing to Huang Daolin, Chen Yang answered the phone.

"How about it?"

As soon as the call was connected, Chen Yang couldn't wait to ask Tong Xin.

This fat guy is still reliable. He said last night that he would help Chen Yang look up information about [315 Ya Jing], and now he is here.

Chen Yang still had some expectations in his heart. If the Tong family couldn't find any more specific information, he didn't know where to start.

On the other end of the phone, a childish voice came, "Chen Yang, for asking you about this, I was scolded by my grandfather..."

Chen Yang's face was full of black lines, "Brother, hurry up and tell me what's going on. I'm in a hurry here. I'll treat you to a drink another day..."

"it is good."

Tong Xin laughed happily and said, "If you ask other people about the [Three One Five Teeth Sutra] you mentioned, I'm afraid no one would know it. You asked me, so you've asked the right person..."

This fat guy talks a lot of nonsense, and it makes Chen Yang's head hurt.

Tong Xin continued, "You know that my family has a special technique for treasure hunting. We have been practicing since we were young. This technique requires..."

"Brother, don't go off topic. I'm not interested in how your family practices martial arts..." Chen Yang interrupted him hurriedly.

Tong Xin reacted, laughed dryly, and said, "My grandfather said that our family's Qi-reading technique was derived from a book called the Lingbao Sutra. This Lingbao Sutra is one of the two great books that the Supreme Taoist taught to Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi in Emei Mountain..."

He seemed a little excited when he said it, perhaps it was the first time he knew that his own martial arts could be so awesome.

"The ancestor of our Tong family was a disciple of Lingbao Temple in Emei. You may not have heard of Lingbao Temple. Although this Taoist temple no longer exists, my grandfather told me that Lingbao Temple was also a well-known place in Emei a long time ago. Of course, my grandfather also heard it from my grandfather's grandfather..."

"The point, the point..." Chen Yang had to interrupt him again.

Tong Xin was talking happily when he was pulled back. "Our family's [Qi-watching Technique] is a skill that uses the eyes, and it needs another skill to assist. This skill is called [Shen Zang Jing]. I used to think that [Shen Zang Jing] was an ordinary skill that laid the foundation for [Qi-watching Technique]. I asked my grandfather yesterday and found out that this skill was derived from the [Sanyiwu Ya Jing] you mentioned..."

Finally getting to the point.

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. This fat man's ability to organize language was really hard to describe. He was sweating just by listening to it.

"Tell me more about it!"

Chen Yang reminded.

"Ah."

Tong Xin responded and said, "To talk about the [Three One Five Tooth Sutra], we have to talk about the [Shen Zang Sutra], and to talk about the [Shen Zang Sutra], we have to talk about our family's [Wang Qi Shu]..."

"The art of looking at qi requires opening the eyes. There are five kinds of eyes in the world: the heavenly eye, the wisdom eye, the Buddha eye, the Dharma eye, and the physical eye. The physical eye is the eye of ordinary people. It can see what is in front of it but not what is behind it, what is bright but not dark, and what is near but not far..."

"The same pair of eyes, cultivated by the Taoist sect, are called Heavenly Eyes, cultivated by the Buddhist sect, are called Buddha Eyes, cultivated by the Witch sect, are called Dharma Eyes, and those outside the Three Religions are mostly called Wisdom Eyes..."

"The Qi-gazing technique of our family is actually the cultivation of the Taoist Heavenly Eye. To cultivate the Heavenly Eye, one needs to open the eye orifice, but it is not so easy to open the eye orifice, especially for a rookie like me who has not even reached the spiritual realm. It is simply unrealistic to open the eye orifice and activate the Heavenly Eye by my own strength..."

"So, this requires the assistance of the [Shenzang Sutra]. Our family's [Shenzang Sutra] is a method of cultivating divine thoughts. Divine thoughts, do you know? That is something that can only be nurtured by a powerful person in the Creation Realm after condensing the three flowers on the top of his head and experiencing a heavenly tribulation..."

"I just realized now that the feeling of being in a trance when I was meditating was because I had already cultivated divine consciousness. Chen Yang, do you know that I haven't even entered the spiritual realm, nor have I experienced the tribulation of thunder, but I have already cultivated the divine consciousness that only the strong in the creation realm have. Although my grandfather said that it was only the seed of divine consciousness, and there is still a difference between it and the real divine consciousness, but..."

"Come on, big brother, you're digressing again." Chen Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Now he knew why the fat man was so excited.

It is really outrageous that he has cultivated divine consciousness without even reaching the spiritual realm. If it happened to him, he would definitely be equally excited.

Tong Xin smiled bitterly, quickly changed the subject, and continued, "The divine consciousness cultivated by the [Shenzang Sutra] is the key to opening the eye orifices. Only after the divine consciousness is cultivated can one practice the [Wangqishu] to open the eye orifices..."

"What about the [Three One Five Tooth Sutra]?"

"Our family's [Shenzang Sutra] was derived from the [Sanyiwuya Sutra]. I asked my grandfather carefully, and he said that although the [Sanyiwuya Sutra] has been lost, it is undoubtedly more advanced than the [Shenzang Sutra]..."

"The [Shenzang Sutra] cultivates the divine mind, but the [Sanyiwuya Sutra] is different. It cultivates the primordial spirit!"

soul!

Xuan Jing had said this before, so it was not surprising.

Tong Xin said, "It is said that the [Three One Five Tooth Sutra] can be cultivated in the Spirit Realm. It is so powerful that it can directly skip the Divine Mind Stage and directly merge the Essence, Energy, and Spirit with the Consciousness to cultivate the Yuan Shen that can only be cultivated by the Dao Zhen Realm strongmen..."

"Moreover, this technique is said to be a method to transcend the physical body. In other words, this technique only cultivates the soul, not the physical body. In the end, one can transcend the constraints of the physical body and directly ascend to heaven..."

"Of course, my grandfather said that these are just legends passed down by our ancestors. As for how true they are, he is not sure. However, our family's [Shenzang Sutra] is indeed amazing..."

"Chen Yang, are you listening?"

"Yes, thank you, brother. Thank your grandfather for me. If you have more information, please inform me in time."

"What are you saying, thank you? Anyway, what do you want the information about the Three-One-Five Tooth Sutra for? Are you looking for this technique? I suggest you don't bother yourself. My grandfather told me that this technique was lost long ago..."

"It is said that this scripture was discovered by a disciple of Chunyang Temple in the Nine Elders Cave of Mount Emei thousands of years ago. It appeared briefly in the world, but was later destroyed for unknown reasons. The [Three One Five Tooth Sutra] was a short-lived phenomenon. A senior from the [Lingbao Temple] was fortunate enough to have a look at it, but did not get a glimpse of the full text. Inspired by the [Three One Five Tooth Sutra], he created the [Shen Zang Sutra]..."

……

-

Tong Xin talked a lot of nonsense and the phone call lasted more than twenty minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang's expression looked a little serious.

He looked up at Huang Daolin, and Huang Daolin was also looking at him.

Tong Xin's voice was quite loud. With Huang Daolin's hearing ability, it was impossible for him not to hear it during the call just now.

"What do you think?" Huang Daolin asked.

Chen Yang took a deep breath, "The Three One Five Tooth Sutra only cultivates the soul, not the body. If what the Tong family said is true, then..."

Chen Yang felt a little heavy in his heart, "Uncle, do you think it is possible to cultivate the soul in the spiritual realm?"

Huang Daolin said, "Nothing is impossible in this world. If you can cultivate jade bones in the spiritual realm, then it's not surprising that others can cultivate their primordial spirits in the spiritual realm."

Chen Yang frowned, "If that's the case, then Ding Huanchun's death might not be that simple."

This problem is very serious.

He now seemed to know what Xue Chonghua wanted to say to him before he died.

Xue Chonghua said that the matter was not over yet, and asked him to go to Chen Tianyang's tomb and take a look, and he would naturally understand what was going on.

That’s what it meant.

He wanted to tell Chen Yang that although the three corpses had been killed, Ding Huanchun's soul was still there.

Ding Huanchun practiced the [Three One Five Tooth Sutra]. Although he was only at the spiritual realm at that time, it is very likely that he cultivated the primordial spirit.

In this way, when Ding Huanchun gave up his physical body and escaped, he not only took away the three corpses, but also his soul.

Xue Chonghua couldn't say it, and didn't dare to say it, because he was afraid that Ding Huanchun's soul would sense it.

He is still alive.

Chen Yang took a deep breath and thought of another more serious problem.

Fiona Sit said that before her grandfather died, he kept muttering about chopping up his corpse and becoming a god.

Behead the corpse...

If Ding Huanchun's soul was still there, then, with the three corpses being killed, his true strength...

No wonder, no wonder.

At this moment, Chen Yang suddenly felt enlightened.

No wonder Xue Chonghua said that he should live longer and that Chen Yang shouldn't have killed Xiao Sanhuai so early.

this person……

Chen Yang probably already had an idea in his mind.

Is that the mysterious leader of the Gushen Cult?

Twenty years ago, the [Lower Corpse Worm] in Murong Qian's body was killed, and immediately afterwards, the leader of the Gu God Cult broke through to the Dao Zhen realm. This was probably not a coincidence.

Once Xiao Sanhuai dies and the [Upper Corpse Worm] is killed, I'm afraid...

Chen Yang's face turned a little blue, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Speaking of which, I can’t let the [Shanshi Worm] left by Xue Chonghua die!
(End of this chapter)