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

Chapter 731: Mount Dawa is closed, something big has happened! [Two chapters in one]

A bowl of water.

After a night of bumpy ride, Taoist Huanglong was exhausted, and the cool mountain spring water made him feel unusually comfortable.

After washing his face, he scooped up a handful of water and took a sip like a cow.

Cool!
The fatigue seemed to be cleared away at this moment.

He was originally planning to go to Jianfeng Temple on the top of the mountain. He had already called his disciple Qian Huairen, and a car would come to pick him up at the foot of the mountain.

Take this time to find a place to meditate and heal your injuries.

It is really unimaginable that I, the leader of the Tiandao Sect, who has such a noble status in Hong Kong Island, would be pursued like this now that I have come to the mainland.

It's been so many years, I almost forgot about it, but you're still chasing me. It's really unreasonable.

I came here in a hurry and was careless this time. I didn't prepare any tricks. Just wait until I catch my breath, and then I will definitely make you pay.

He took a deep breath and was about to walk up the mountain. However, as soon as he turned around, he felt a great danger approaching.

When I looked up, I was stunned.

An old man in gray was running towards him.

"What the heck."

Taoist Huanglong cursed and was stunned for a full second. Seeing the man approaching quickly, he immediately jumped up, turned around and rushed down the slope next to him, and then disappeared into the mixed woods at the bottom of the slope.

Old Zhou chased after him quickly, and with a swipe of sword energy, the trees in the mixed woods fell down one after another.

Branches and leaves were flying everywhere.

Then Mr. Zhou also jumped into the woods and quickly disappeared from Chen Yang's sight.

Chen Yang followed closely and when he came to a bowl of water, he could only see the ruins of the mixed woods at the bottom of the slope.

The radar was deployed, but no trace of the two people was found.

In just a short while, it had already run out of his radar detection range.

Just abandon me like this?

He also wanted to observe the battle between the powerful Daozhen realm masters?
These two people ran away without a trace.

Chen Yang was embarrassed and waited there for a while.

The wind blew, the clouds floated, the sun came out, the sunlight sprinkled down, and the temperature quickly rose.

Waiting like this is not a solution.

Chen Yang went to Jianfeng Temple and dug up the snakeberry tree that was fostered in the temple.

He wanted to take this spiritual plant back to Jiapigou.

I chatted with Mr. Wu for a while, but it was past three in the afternoon and Mr. Zhou still hadn't come back.

The two of them, one chasing and the other fleeing, probably didn't know where they ran to.

Helplessly, Chen Yang went down the mountain alone and returned home.

……

-

Jiapigou

The first thing Chen Yang did when he got home was to take the 15 mind-concentrating pills he had obtained from the trip to Bamianshan.

Good things should not be kept overnight. Only what you eat is yours.

……

Name: Chen Yang.

Physical fitness:34295.

Mental power: 33527/37580.

Divine thoughts: 18768.

……

After checking his own attributes, he found that his spiritual consciousness had reached the 187th level.

One step closer to the 200-grade mark.

Unfortunately, the period of rapid transformation of his Creation Realm seems to have passed.

In the past, he didn't need to do anything else but practice the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head. He only needed to practice for a few hours every night and could easily improve his spiritual realm by about one level.

But now, the efficiency has been greatly reduced. Even with the help of some elixirs, the cultivation speed is much slower than before.

He took the Sanyuan Pill and practiced the Three Flowers Gathering Divine Art for the same amount of time as before, but now the effect was not even one third of what it was before.

In other words, with an adequate supply of Sanyuan Dan, it would take three to four days to advance to the first level of spiritual cultivation.

He is still 200 levels away from reaching the th level, which will take more than a month.

"It's okay, just take your time."

Chen Yang took a deep breath, but he was not in a panic. If he killed another Dao Zhen realm beast again, he might get a bunch of mind-concentrating pills as a reward.

Things related to cultivation cannot be rushed.

Mr. Zhou gave him a few drops of real dragon blood.

Chen Yang asked for the opinions of the Three Corpses Divine Tree and the Five Thunder Immortals.

If he takes it himself, it will only improve his physical strength. Physical strength is not what Chen Yang needs most now. It would be a waste to use real dragon blood on humans.

The Three Corpses Divine Tree suggested that he keep it for use in refining pills. After all, real dragon blood is also an extremely rare medicinal ingredient.

Many high-level elixirs will have higher quality if a little real dragon blood is added.

For example, the Tianlong Pill and the Wulong Pill have a higher probability of producing high-quality pills.

Of course, there is no big problem if you don’t add it, it’s just that the pill yield rate will be lower.

True Man Wu Lei suggested that it should be used to train the little white snake.

After the little white snake drank that drop of dragon blood last time, its physical strength should have reached the late stage of Dao Zhen realm, but Chen Yang was not sure.

But its combat effectiveness is indeed much stronger than before.

What Master Wu Lei meant was that, although the little white snake's physique had already entered the late stage of Dao Zhen Realm, the late stage of Dao Zhen Realm did not represent its upper limit, and even in the late stage of Dao Zhen Realm, there were differences in strength.

So, for now, the stronger the little white snake's physique, the stronger its strength, and the greater the help it will be to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang considered their two realms and decided to compromise. Mr. Zhou gave him about five or six drops of dragon blood.

Half is used for making elixirs, and the other half is used to cultivate little white snakes.

……

-

Silent all night.

Chen Yang spent half a night getting the little white snake to take three drops of real dragon blood.

After absorbing three drops of real dragon blood, the little white snake did not change much in appearance, except that its body became slightly larger and was now about one meter long.

The horns on the top of the head also grew a little longer, beginning to take the shape of a dragon.

The biggest change is in his physique, qi and blood. He is now more than twice as strong as before, a definite late Dao Zhen realm physique, and the hint of dragon power on his body is even stronger.

Although there is no soul, this trace of momentum should be able to cause a strong psychological impact on the opponent.

……

After getting up in the morning and washing up, Chen Yang went to Huangjia Village without eating breakfast.

By the way, send the four blue-blood fish to Huang Daolin.

Came to Huang Daolin’s house.

It was just past seven in the morning, Huang Daolin was busy in the main room, and Huang Ying had already gotten up and was cooking porridge in the kitchen.

The four blue-blood fish were all still alive, small in size, and easy to handle.

Chen Yang personally dissected two of the sharks and stewed them into a soup. He then kept the remaining two sharks in a water tank at Huang Daolin's home.

"The blood of this fish is actually blue."

The soup was cooked, taken out of the pot and served into a bowl. Not only was the flesh and blood blue, but even the soup was blue.

Chen Yang grabbed a handful of chopped green onion and coriander to remove the fishy smell. "Otherwise why is it called blue blood fish? This fish is said to have dragon energy. Eating it is very tonic and is very good for restoring your spirit, energy, blood and body."

When Chen Yang was cooking the soup just now, he tasted it himself. It was fresh, non-toxic, and indeed nutritious.

Chen Yang served a bowl to each Huang Ying and Huang Daolin.

After tasting it, both of them praised it highly.

It’s not that Chen Yang’s cooking skills are good, it’s just that the ingredients are so good.

"Are you going to Bamianshan again?" Huang Daolin asked.

Chen Yang nodded, without any hesitation, and gave a general account of the situation.

"Mr. Zhou?"

Huang Daolin raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the name.

Chen Yang asked, "Could it be that Uncle knows this person?"

Huang Daolin shook his head to indicate that he didn't know him.

Chen Yang was sweating, not knowing how you would react.

Huang Daolin said, "Although I don't know the old Zhou you mentioned, I know this Taoist Huanglong."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, "Uncle, you're not going to tell me that he's from Huangjiagou, are you?"

Huang Daolin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He shook his head. "No, but it's almost the same..."

"What do you mean almost? Is he really related to Huangjiagou?" Chen Yang asked immediately.

Huang Daolin said, "Our Huangjiagou family migrated from Huangjiapo, Jintang Mountain, more than a hundred years ago to avoid the war. According to the records in the family tree, when the pots and basins were divided, three branches were separated. One stayed in Jintang Mountain, one came to Lingjiang, and the other went to Yuzhou..."

Chen Yang and Huang Ying listened carefully.

Huang Ying, in particular, even forgot to drink the fish soup. She loved listening to these stories the most.

Huang Daolin continued, "About fifty years ago, I was still young and had just gotten married. I took my wife back to Jintang Mountain to trace my roots. He was hiding in the Huang family's ancestral tomb in Jintang Mountain, and I ran into him..."

"I was a young and naive person at the time, and he wanted to take me in as his apprentice, but I saw that he had an evil aura and didn't look like a good person, so I didn't agree..."

"Later, he said someone was hunting him down, and left me some books for safekeeping. He then left in a hurry, and I never saw him again. From beginning to end, I only knew that he called himself Taoist Huanglong, and that he was from the Huang family's Yun generation. In terms of seniority, he was my grandfather..."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang never expected that Huang Daolin was actually involved with this Huanglong Zhenren.

"What kind of books are these?" Chen Yang asked curiously.

Huang Daolin said, "There are quite a few Raojiang witch books, more than 300 in total. I don't know where he got them from. They record a lot of Raojiang magic, but most of them are evil magic, but they are not without merit..."

Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly, "So, Uncle's attainments in the Wu Sect all came from these books?"

Huang Daolin smiled slightly and said, "Not all of them. When I was in Erlang Temple, the library in the Erlang Temple contained a large number of books from the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and witchcraft. I basically read them all. The foundation was laid at that time. The foundation of the art of descending children and supporting the spirit writing was also laid during that period. The batch of books left to me by Taoist Huanglong can only be regarded as icing on the cake."

"Uncle, please keep this batch of books." Chen Yang asked.

Huang Daolin said, "It's in the cabinet in the study. If you are interested, you can go and take a look. However, there are many evil spells in it. You can just watch it, but don't follow it to learn..."

"Ah."

Chen Yang responded. He was just curious. He hadn't even mastered the martial arts he already had, so how could he have the time to learn any evil arts?

"It's really good. This fish soup tastes even more delicious than Santa Mushroom."

Huang Daolin drank the fish soup in the bowl in one gulp, still feeling unsatisfied.

Chen Yang was busy preparing another serving for him.

Huang Daolin waved his hand.

Although the food was delicious, he tasted a piece of fish and drank a small bowl of soup, and then stopped eating.

Given his and Chen Yang's current state, giving this fish is just for tasting, and it will have very limited impact on their improvement.

Chen Yang tasted it and didn't eat any more, leaving the fish meat and fish soup to Huang Ying.

This pot of soup should be able to help Huang Ying improve her physical and spiritual cultivation by two levels.

……

After breakfast, Chen Yang had nothing to do, so he took over the role of his great uncle and gave Huang Ying some guidance on cultivation. Afterwards, he went to the study and read his great uncle's books to kill time.

My uncle's study has a large collection of books. The bookshelves along the wall are full, and there are several bookcases, all of which are very heavy and obviously filled with books.

There are all kinds of books on Buddhism, Taoism, witchcraft, and other miscellaneous schools, and the total number is probably over a thousand.

There is no doubt that all the books collected by my uncle are good books.

Chen Yang opened the bookcase that his uncle mentioned. It was filled with a box of books. The pages had turned yellow, and some even had signs of being eaten by insects.

Chen Yang picked up a few books and started flipping through them.

Sure enough, they were all Rao Jiang’s secret martial arts manuals, covering all kinds of witchcraft, insect magic, poison magic, etc.

There are orthodox techniques, as well as secret techniques and evil techniques.

Chen Yang didn't care whether it was evil or not. It didn't matter if he took a look at it. It could also help him gain some horizons and experience. If he encountered similar evil magic in the future, he wouldn't be so hasty and unable to deal with it.

Five Elements Alchemy

Among the many books, Chen Yang was attracted by the name of one.

Turning the pages, the book talks about the unique skills and secrets of the Raojiang Five Elements Sect.

It talks about the method of cultivating the elixir through breathing.

Through breathing, the power of heaven and earth is transformed into the five internal organs. Then, combined with the technique of nourishing qi, the power of the five elements is cultivated from one's own five internal organs to nourish the inner elixir.

That’s right, the nourishing elixir mentioned here refers to nourishing one’s own inner elixir, not taking blood-nourishing elixir from others.

From this perspective, this technique is still very orthodox and cannot be considered a sorcery.

However, at the back of the book, there is a quick method, which is to use the power of the five elements of the internal organs of living things to make blood-nourishing pills, just like Wang Sidi, and living people are best.

The reason why an evil cultivator is called an evil cultivator is not only because he cultivates fast, but also because he harms others for his own benefit.

The book also says that this technique is an evil technique and should not be used without permission, otherwise there will be no good ending.

Seeing this, Chen Yang just smiled bitterly and shook his head. The author of the book was the same. If you don’t want others to practice, you can just not write it. But you still have to write it and even add a curse at the end.

What's the point? I've already become an evil cultivator, so why should I be afraid of your curse?

Chen Yang shook his head.

He put the secret book back into the box, then rummaged around and found a piece of paper at the bottom of the box.

A piece of black paper.

The paper was a little brittle, and Chen Yang carefully unfolded it on the desk.

There is not enough space on one desk.

The paper was covered with black ink, and on top of the ink, there were some areas that were not stained with ink, which looked clear enough to look like a piece of text.

Is this... a rubbing of an inscription or something?

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows.

Some people who like to collect inscriptions on monuments will brush ink on the inscriptions and then use blank paper to copy the words on the monument.

No one knows where this inscription was copied from.

Chen Yang looked at the words above and his eyes moved slightly.

Why does this text look so familiar?

Why does it look a bit like the text in the Sanyiwuya Sutra?

It is the kind of text that is like tadpole writing, winding and twisting, making it difficult to grasp the meaning.

Chen Yang took a closer look.

Yes, it is the same language.

But Chen Yang didn't know him.

Don't know anyone.

He had studied the skills Shi Ling left him for so long, but he still hadn't figured out how to use them.

"Uncle!"

Chen Yang walked out of the room, stood on the corridor on the second floor, and shouted to Huang Daolin who was cutting bamboo strips in the yard.

Huang Daolin shook off the bamboo chips on his apron and turned to look at Chen Yang.

"I have something to ask you." Chen Yang said.

Huang Daolin didn't say much. He just put down his scimitar and went upstairs.

"How did you find this out?"

Huang Daolin was a little surprised when he saw the rubbings on the desk.

"Uncle, this thing is placed together with the Wu Sect's classics. Taoist Huanglong also left it to you, right?"

"He didn't leave it to me, he asked me to keep it for him."

"Well, that's not the point." Chen Yang smiled awkwardly, "Uncle, do you recognize the words on it?"

Huang Daolin glanced at the inscription and asked, "Are you interested in this kind of writing?"

Chen Yang nodded.

Huang Daolin shook his head. "I have also studied this kind of writing for a while, but I didn't get much out of it. I guess it should be a very ancient writing. Or, it's not really a word, but a bit like a Dao pattern..."

Dao pattern?

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. "I do know something about Dao patterns. Last time I went to E'bei Mountain, I saw a Dao pattern in the Mihun Pond of E'bei Mountain..."

He opened his cell phone, took out the photo of the Taoist pattern on the stone wall of Ebei Mountain, and showed it to Huang Daolin.

"Uncle, look, the difference is quite big, isn't it?" Chen Yang said.

Huang Daolin waved his hand, "No, no, what you are talking about is the innate Dao pattern. Dao patterns are divided into innate and acquired. The innate ones are born with Dao essence. If you can comprehend them, you will benefit a lot. The acquired Dao patterns are new characters created by humans based on the innate Dao patterns..."

"Acquired Dao patterns are not restricted by circumstances. Some senior masters with profound cultivation and broad knowledge have achieved extremely high attainments in the practice of Dao patterns and created a type of writing with Dao connotations. This type of writing is called acquired Dao patterns..."

"They use this kind of writing to record their own heritage, which can be regarded as a kind of encrypted inheritance method. They use it to select successors and add bloodline, talent and other conditions. If people in later generations do not meet the conditions, even if they are blind, they will not be able to obtain the information in the writing, the essence of the Tao, and even the inheritance..."

……

Chen Yang was stunned when he heard this.

Is this how inheritance can be done?
In other words, you left a legacy, but this legacy is locked. Not everyone can obtain this legacy. They must meet the conditions you set.

For example, you must have a descendant with the same bloodline as you, or someone who is gifted in some way, and so on...

No wonder, no wonder.

No wonder I have been studying the 315 Ya Jing secret book for so long, but I can’t even find the ignition key.

Because the secret book was not left for him at all. The person who wrote down the secret book had set conditions, and Chen Yang was not satisfied, so naturally he could not understand it.

In other words, the "Three One Five Tooth Sutra" that Shi Ling took out could only be understood by Shi Ling.

The so-called seeing for yourself, understanding for yourself, and what you understand is yours, this statement is completely just Shi Ling’s own guess.

If Chen Yang had not seen this rubbing here today, he would probably still be studying it foolishly.

I'm afraid that even if he studies till death, he may not be able to understand the secret book at all.

Chen Yang asked, "Is there any way to decipher it? Uncle, do you know what is written on this rubbing?"

Huang Daolin shook his head. "The power of a strong person who can write acquired Dao patterns must be beyond our imagination. You can think of it as a kind of encrypted text that can only be understood but not explained. It is extremely difficult to decipher it..."

Chen Yang frowned slightly, "But it is still a word. If we can figure out what each word means, will it be difficult?"

Huang Daolin smiled bitterly, "First of all, there is no comparison for this text, so you and I have no idea where to start. Secondly, not all texts have the same meaning as the text we use. Many texts are phonetic. For example, English has more than 20 letters. What practical meaning can they have? Only when they are combined into words, they have their meaning..."

Does your uncle know English?
Chen Yang was a little surprised, but what Huang Daolin said made sense.

For example, for the oracle bone script, it took countless scholars a lot of time and effort, and they used countless documents and oracle bones to verify each other before they could translate its meaning.

Not to mention such a completely new type of writing.

Without any literature references and a large number of sample comparisons, it is simply a pipe dream to translate it out of thin air. At present, the only person who can recognize this kind of text is probably Shi Ling.

The characters on the rubbing in front of him were very similar to those in the 315 Ya Jing that Shi Ling left for him. Perhaps they were written by the same person.

Chen Yang asked, "Uncle, have you researched the origin of this rubbing?"

Huang Daolin shook his head. "I'm afraid only Taoist Huanglong knows the origins. After all, these are all left by him."

After hearing this, Chen Yang said no more.

He took out his cell phone and took a picture of the text.

Next time I meet Shi Ling, I will let her take a look. Maybe she can explain the meaning of it.

In addition, she was also asked to directly translate the 315 Ya Sutra.

No matter what you say, if ten thousand people watch it, there will be ten thousand different understandings, he won't believe it anyway.

It cannot be said that Shi Ling lied to him. Perhaps Shi Ling really thought that everyone's understanding of the scripture was different.

But in fact, the powerful man who carved the scriptures on it originally left them for it.

Others can't even see it.

……

Before I knew it, I had spent the entire afternoon reading in my uncle's study.

Chen Yang increasingly felt that his uncle's place was a treasure trove. Although he didn't read many books in an afternoon, he benefited a lot from them.

When he returned home in the evening, Chen Yang called Tong Xin as usual.

The result is still unable to connect.

It seems that something really happened.

Chen Yang took a deep breath and considered whether to go to Dawa Mountain.

Dawa Mountain is in Ya City, right next to Lingjiang River and not far away.

When the weather is clear, you can even see the top of Dawa Mountain from the top of Qishan Mountain.

It was a high and flat mountain.

But, wouldn’t it be a bit presumptuous for him to just go to Dawa Mountain like that?

Should we wait for more news?

Just as Chen Yang was thinking about it, the phone suddenly rang.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was Liu Henghu calling.

"Brother Tiger?"

Chen Yang paused and picked up the phone.

Liu Henghu seldom called him, let alone so late at night.

During this period, Xu Xiangkui's accident must have been a big blow to Liu Henghu.

Chen Yang found it a bit strange that he called him at this time.

"In your hometown?"

"exist!"

"Well, I went to Emei today to pick up my master uncle, but I didn't see you. I gave the set of [Medicine King Divine Needles] that I promised you before to Elder Wang. You can go ask him for it when you have time."

"Oh, Brother Tiger, you still remember it!"

"Brother Tiger is not a man who goes back on his word."

"Is Mr. Ma okay?"

"It's okay. Master Uncle doesn't know anything himself. He is just cooperating with the investigation. Sigh..."

He sighed, probably thinking of Xu Xiangkui.

"Brother Hu, please be more open-minded." Chen Yang advised.

"Ah."

Liu Henghu responded, and then said, "I have some news about the matter you asked me to investigate before."

"What's the matter?" Chen Yang was slightly stunned.

"What happened to the Tong family? Did you forget?"

"Oh."

Chen Yang reacted, "What happened to the Tong family? Tell me."

Liu Henghu said, "Dawa Mountain is closed, the specific reason is unknown."

"Close the mountain?" Chen Yang frowned when he heard that.

In the trading industry, "closing the mountain" is not a good word.

Generally speaking, closing the mountain will only be considered when something big happens in the mountain that is beyond resolution, to prevent it from spilling over into the world of ordinary people and attracting public attention.

In the history of Shu, there have been several times when mountains were closed in modern times, such as the closure of Erlang Mountain fifty years ago.

On that occasion, Yang Dongguan caused trouble in Erlang Temple. Not only did he kill people and burn them, he also pushed down the mountain-suppressing stele of the Demon-Suppressing Cave, releasing many mountain elves that were suppressed in the cave.

Emei sent people to the scene, closed the mountain immediately, and cleaned up the mountain elves that escaped from the cave before reopening the mountain.

For example, about forty years ago, mandrills appeared on Ebei Mountain and were also sealed off once, but the noise was smaller that time.

The most recent one was probably the closure of Sipan Mountain and the arrest of Zhang Guohua some time ago, but it was just a minor incident.

The only incident that caused a real big commotion was the one at Erlang Mountain.

Liu Henghu's sudden mention of the closure of Dawa Mountain really surprised Chen Yang.

"Baoguo Temple has sent four high monks in the Creation Realm to Dawa Mountain to investigate the situation. For details, I'm afraid we have to ask Master Wang. He may know more clearly." Liu Henghu said.

"Okay, thanks, Tiger."

After saying something polite, he hung up the phone.

Chen Yang sat on the sofa in a daze.

Is Dawa Mountain closed?
He picked up his phone and saw that it was already 11:20 pm.

Mr. Wang shouldn’t go to bed so early, right?
After hesitating for a moment, he still dialed the number.

If I don't get things straightened out, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep all night.

Instead of me being unable to sleep, I might as well get up and have fun together.

The phone rang twice and then was picked up.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Yuanchao was indeed still awake. He was a little afraid to answer Chen Yang's call because this guy always caused trouble for him.

But he had to take it, as he was afraid of missing out on something important.

Chen Yang first exchanged a few pleasantries with him, talked about the [Medicine King's Magic Needle], and finally asked about the closure of Dawa Mountain.

"Who told you to close the mountain?" Wang Yuanchao asked.

Chen Yang said, "Who else do I need to tell you? I tried to call Tong Xin these past few days, but couldn't get through."

"Hmph, needless to say, it must be Liu Henghu who told you."

Wang Yuanchao knew who it was after a brief thought, but he didn't care. Instead, he said very seriously, "The situation is still unclear. The Tong family can't handle it anymore, so they came to me..."

"Don't go join in the fun. Stay still. Master Yuanming and his men have already gone to Mount Dawa. Wait for them to send back any news..."

Wang Yuanchao seemed a little stressed. No matter what happened, as long as Chen Yang was involved, the possibility of things developing into a big situation would be greater.

Of course, it could just be a coincidence, but some things are just so mysterious.

"Okay, if there is any news, please notify me as soon as possible." Chen Yang said helplessly, and then hung up the phone.

No more useful information was obtained from Wang Yuanchao.

Chen Yang sat on the sofa and was stunned for a moment.

What happened at Mount Dawa that the mountain had to be closed?

He took out his mobile phone, logged into the association's app, and took a look at the forum, but did not find anyone talking about Dawa Mountain.

Backed out in disappointment.

Chen Yang took a deep breath and put the matter behind him for the time being.

Since someone has already gone to Dawa Mountain, I believe that specific news will be transmitted back soon.

……

-

The next day.

Chen Yang was refining pills in the backyard. He first refined two furnaces of Sanyuan Pills to get familiar with the feel, and then refined Wulong Pills.

In one morning, three furnaces of Five Dragon Pills were refined, one furnace was destroyed, leaving two furnaces.

However, the quality of the pills was not high, and both Five Dragon Pills were of inferior quality.

It contains too many impurities and has insufficient medicinal efficacy. It is similar to the Five Dragon Pill that was refined before. Its effect is at most equivalent to that of a Sky Dragon Pill, and the best it can do is increase the power of one dragon.

Chen Yang reviewed the situation again and again in his mind, but couldn't find where the problem occurred.

The Three Corpses Divine Tree said, "When refining pills, the most important thing to avoid is being impatient. Now that you can complete two out of three furnaces, your success rate has greatly increased. This is already a great improvement. You don't need to worry too much about the quality of the pills."

Chen Yang said, "The remaining materials can no longer afford to be wasted."

The most important thing is that the ginseng liquid of the Purple Jade Dragon King ginseng is consumed very quickly, and it cannot be used to refine high-quality Five Dragon Pills. He would rather not refine it as it is a pure waste. The ginseng liquid can be used to refine other high-level pills that are more practical to him now.

The Three Corpses Divine Tree said, "If you want to improve the quality of the pill, you can only do so through constant experimentation and accumulation of experience. These are all based on experience. At present, we really cannot afford to waste the ginseng liquid, so let's try adding real dragon blood..."

Chen Yang felt a little conflicted when he heard this.

After all, the success rate of making pills is not high, and we can’t afford to waste ginseng liquid, but can we afford to waste real dragon blood?

There are only about three drops of real dragon blood left now, and he really doesn't want to waste it.

"Think about it yourself."

The Three Corpse Divine Tree could also see his dilemma, so it gave the choice to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang thought for a moment and said, "I think we should not refine the Five Dragon Pill for now. Old Shu, do you have any recipe for a pill that can improve the mind?"

At the moment, he still pays more attention to the improvement of his spiritual power.

As for the Five Dragon Pill, although it was powerful, he already had a Five Dragon Pill rewarded by the system, and with the two inferior pills he had just refined, it was enough.

Therefore, Chen Yang wanted to refine another kind of elixir. If the Three Corpses Divine Tree had a recipe for a elixir like the Spirit-Concentrating Pill, that would be perfect.

"Yes, yes."

The Three Corpses Divine Tree said, "However, if you change the elixir you refine now, you will have to prepare new medicinal materials. In addition, the main ingredient of this elixir may be difficult to find..."

"What kind of elixir is it? What medicinal materials are needed?" Chen Yang asked.

The Three Corpses Divine Tree said, "For the Gathering Spirit Pill, some medicinal materials are already available. However, there are two main ingredients. One is Polygonatum sibiricum, which is at least a hundred years old, and the other is Ganoderma Lucidum, which must also be at least a hundred years old..."

"Huangjing is easy to say. I have it ready."

Chen Yang nodded, "As for this blood ganoderma, what is it?"

Lingzhi? Where can I find it? What kind of Lingzhi is called blood Lingzhi?

At this time, Master Wu Lei interrupted and said, "Blood Ganoderma, also known as Monkey Knot and Black Ape Blood, is found in the habitats of monkeys. It is a combination of menstrual blood and monkey essence discharged by monkeys all year round. It accumulates over the years and has a texture similar to Ganoderma..."

"Uh, this..."

Chen Yang paused when he heard this. He really learned something new.

……

At this time, Chen Yang's cell phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was Fiona Sit calling.

Chen Yang answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Fiona Sit simply reminded Chen Yang that the dividends that the Xue family had promised to give him would be deposited into his account today.

"Chen Yang, there is one more thing. The guy named Sun Tianhao gave me a deadline of one week. Now a week has passed and he hasn't come to contact me, nor has he taken any further action. I'm a little unsure and don't know if he is planning something?" said Fiona Sit.

"Hey, didn't I tell you?"

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment. "I have already dealt with this person for you. Don't worry, he won't cause you any more trouble..."

"Oh?"

Fiona Sit was obviously stunned for a moment. Chen Yang had never told her about this.

But she soon thought of the key point, "Does this person have a master behind him..."

Getting rid of this person does not mean you have eliminated the trouble. The master behind this person is the real trouble.

Because the one who was eyeing the Xue family inheritance was not Sun Tianhao, but the master behind Sun Tianhao.

"I'll take care of the rest."

Chen Yang did not explain too much and directly changed the subject, "Sister Qi, I'm in urgent need of a medicine now. I wonder if you have any in Taihe Hall?"

"What medicine?"

"Monkey knot, also known as blood ganoderma, I need it to be at least a hundred years old..."

Fiona Sit paused for a moment after hearing this. "It's rare to find a medicine that's a hundred years old. Some time ago, my grandfather collected a three-hundred-year-old monkey knot, but later he used it to treat my second uncle. Only a small amount is left. I don't know if it's enough for you..."

"how many?"

"Probably, less than one or two."

This……

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment. With just this little bit, could he refine a furnace of pills?
Asked the Three Corpse Divine Tree.

One furnace is fine, two furnaces are barely enough.

"Okay, Sister Qi, I'll trouble you with this. Also, if there are Hundred-Year-Old Monkey Knots on the market, please keep an eye out for them for me. Price is not an issue."

"Well, it's a small matter. The things are now in my hometown in the provincial capital. I will ask Yafeng to deliver them to you tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you Sister Qi."

"Just to digress, what's wrong with your uncle?"

"Infertility!"

"Uh……"

……

Hang up the phone happily.

After a while, Chen Yang received a text message alert on his mobile phone.

It is an ICBC account arrival information.

He opened it and saw a long string of zeros.

41 million.

It mainly involves the liquidation of the Ding family’s property and the distribution of some of the interests of the Mengding Hu family.

Especially when it comes to the Ding family's affairs, Chen Yang put in a lot of effort and had already reached an agreement with Fiona Sit.

Then Fiona Sit sent him another document, which was a list of the Xue family’s gains from the liquidation of the Ding and Hu families’ properties.

Chen Yang didn't even look at it. Money didn't mean much to him now. Even such a long string of zeros couldn't arouse his interest as much as a hundred-year-old monkey knot.

……

The monkey knot problem is temporarily solved.

However, it is less than one or two ounces, and with just this amount of monkey knot, it would be barely enough to refine two furnaces of Gathering Spirit Pills.

With two furnaces, he couldn't guarantee that the pills would be successful.

After all, it is a new medicine and I have no experience in refining it. It might be that both furnaces will be wasted.

Chen Yang thought about it and realized that he hadn’t contacted his cousin for a long time. Should he take advantage of the Dragon Boat Festival to visit him?

……

After lunch, Chen Yang went to the town to prepare a cart of fruit.

After arriving home, he put the fruits into the system space and went to Huangjia Village again.

Coincidentally, Huang Daolin was also refining the elixir, and Huang Ying was still digesting the energy of the blue-blood fish.

Chen Yang didn't dare to disturb him and went to the back mountain alone.

Fairy Valley.

From a distance, Chen Yang heard the sounds of the monkeys.

"Roar, roar..."

There were roars in the valley, and the monkeys' calls were even more excited.

On the flat ground in front of the waterfall, the Monkey King and the mandrill were fighting fiercely.

The monkeys gathered nearby from a distance, cheering and clapping as if they were watching a show.

The Monkey King was no match for the Mandrill. He was beaten so hard that he grimaced and screamed.

He turned around and tried to escape, but was caught by the mandrill again, which pinned him down and beat him up again.

"Are you two having a special show?"

Chen Yang watched from the side for a while, and when he saw that the Monkey King was being beaten badly, he quickly spoke out.

"Squeak..."

The Monkey King seemed to have seen his savior.

When the mandrill heard the voice, he realized that Chen Yang had come, and he gently put down his raised fist.

"Squeak..."

The Monkey King bared his teeth and shouted at the mandrill.

The mandrill tactfully let it go.

The Monkey King then stood up, shook his hair, and roared at the mandrill, as if to shake up its power.

The mandrill gave it some face.

Chen Yang wanted to laugh when he saw this. What's the point of pretending? I'll be gone soon and you'll still get beaten up.

The more fun you pretend now, the more painful it will be when you are beaten later.

"I was just joking with her."

The Monkey King squeaked and transmitted his mental power to Chen Yang. A voice sounded in Chen Yang's mind.

After a brief and perfunctory explanation, the Monkey King changed the subject and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Isn't this the Dragon Boat Festival? I haven't seen my cousin and his wife for a long time. I came to see if you are all right. I saw how loving you two are just now. I was worried for nothing."

Chen Yang smiled slightly and took out the prepared fruit.

The monkeys immediately surrounded them.

"No one comes to visit you for no reason. What's the matter? If it's picking tea leaves or doing farm work, forget it."

The Monkey King didn't buy it. He even said something like "No one comes to the temple for no reason."

"My cousin has a high level of education."

Chen Yang smiled and stated his purpose directly without beating around the bush.

"Monkey knot? What the hell is that?"

After listening to what Chen Yang said, the Monkey King and the Mandrill were both confused.

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