Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The night was as dark as ink, and a torrential downpour began.

Outside the Wang family's backyard.

Wang Taiyu and his son stood side by side outside the door.

Chen Huangpi has already set up numerous sword formations in the backyard to prevent anyone from accidentally wandering in and eating the fruit from that hawthorn tree.

At this moment, the father and son were filled with mixed feelings.

Chen Huangpi stood up for them and wiped out the Xie family and beheaded Liu Shujiao overnight.

After tonight, no one in the capital will be unaware of Chen Huangpi's name.

No one dared to underestimate the father and son anymore.

They probably wouldn't dare to be so brazen in the past, resorting to open and covert attacks.

Investigate the secrets of powerful families and take action against them.

Doing the ideal thing for the people of the world will no longer be difficult.

Wang Taiyu was genuinely grateful to Chen Huangpi.

Although he knew that even if he did his best to repay Chen Huangpi, given his abilities and family wealth, Chen Huangpi would definitely not be interested.

That's just not how things are done.

If you feel you have no way to repay them and just accept it without a second thought, then you've truly lost all sense of shame.

Therefore, Wang Taiyu waited there.

He wanted to thank Chen Huangpi immediately and also wanted to ask if there was anything he could do to help.

At this moment.

A shadow emerged from the crack in the backyard door.

This shadow is none other than the wicked shadow, Yang Aiqing of Chen Huangpi.

"He's busy forging swords, so he probably won't have time to deal with us for the time being."

The shadowy figure spoke up, “Your Majesty… well, after all, he has now obtained the Bamboo Shadow, and the sword in his hand is severely damaged. This is a major matter and cannot be delayed.”

Wang Taiyu asked, "Besides that, did he have anything else to say?"

"Naturally there is."

Shadowy frowned and said, "He's leaving the capital. It won't be more than three days."

"understood."

Wang Taiyu nodded, though he seemed somewhat disappointed.

But having witnessed countless partings and deaths in his life, he naturally understood the principle that all good things must come to an end.

Moreover, although the capital city is large, it is only so in the eyes of ordinary people.

People like Chen Huangpi.

I definitely won't stay here every day.

Moreover, Wang Taiyu probably already knew this.

Three days is not a short time.

But Chen Huangpi's sword forging this time will probably take two days. He imagines that once the sword is finished, it will be time for a hasty farewell.

"Father, let's go, don't disturb Chen Huangpi."

"Ok?"

Wang Taiyu frowned, turned around and angrily rebuked Wang Ming: "You beast! What kind of talk is that? How dare you call Chen Huangpi by his name? Say it again, what did you call him?"

“Uncle Chen…”

Wang Mingdao lowered his head helplessly.

The family lineage is already in complete chaos.

Previously, his own worthless father had addressed Chen Huangpi as his own nephew in front of the Emperor of Dakang.

But in private, he held him in the highest esteem.

Especially Chen Huangpi's master.

Therefore, Wang Taiyu always called him "Little Friend".

Consequently, Wang Mingdao didn't know how to address Chen Huangpi. Instead, he called him Brass Oil Lamp, Soul-Snatching Ghost, and Fox Mountain God without any psychological burden, addressing him as Uncle Huang, Uncle Ghost, and Uncle Fox.

"I prefer to call him Your Majesty rather than Uncle Chen."

Wang Mingdao thought to himself, "My father may be ignorant, but I can't be ignorant."

……

And at this moment, in this backyard.

Under the lush, crooked tree laden with hawthorns.

Chen Huangpi sat cross-legged on the ground, completely oblivious to what was happening outside, focused solely on refining the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

This is a big deal!

A brass oil lamp, a ghostly figure, and a fox spirit were all watching nearby.

They were afraid of causing some serious problems.

"Master, are you sure you want to start cultivating the Void Realm again in this backyard?"

The brass oil lamp examined the two swords lying on Chen Huangpi's knees, one called Dongxu and the other Zhuying. Zhuying was alright, as even the soul within the sword had been worn away, and it could be kneaded however one pleased.

But the Void Cave is different.

There are sword shadows here too.

The fox mountain god said sullenly, "Chen Huangpi, you've never forged a sword before. Dongxu is already so damaged. If you forge one and something bad happens, and that sword shadow explodes, we don't know if we'll die, but the Wang family father and son will definitely be finished."

Actually, it doesn't mean it wants to move the dried tangerine peel to a different place.

They simply didn't want Chen Huangpi to re-cultivate Dongzhen.

Chen Huangpi said somewhat angrily, "Fox Mountain God, what do you mean by this? I've said it many times, alchemy is alchemy, sword forging is sword forging. I am a genius in alchemy and a genius in swordsmanship!"

"How could a genius like me, who has mastered the Void Refinement Technique, possibly be a challenge?"

"Yes, you are indeed a genius in alchemy, one in ten thousand!"

The fox mountain god said in a sarcastic tone, "Bigger is better, bigger is more beautiful. The bigger the pill, the stronger its potency. That's how the Heavenly Poison Pill was made!"

It would have been better if it hadn't said anything, because once it did, even the usually composed Deathbringer couldn't sit still.

"Master, would you like to reconsider?"

"Ah Gui, you suspect me too?"

“Master, I don’t doubt your talent, but I just feel that some things really need to be considered carefully.”

The vengeful ghost pleaded with him.

Back when we were still in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Chen Huangpi said the same thing.

He said he was well-versed in medicine classics, and although he had never refined elixirs, he had extensive experience being refined.

At that time, the vengeful ghost still believed in Chen Huangpi.

The result was a bizarre Heavenly Poison Pill.

As a result, they even confused day and night and made a mistake in the process.

Now they're going to forge a sword again; it's obvious there will be big problems.

"Why don't we go find the Four Abbots?"

Even the brass oil lamp was scared and quickly tried to dissuade him, saying, "Isn't there a furnace in the Fourth Master's house? It's currently helping Dongzhen to transform from a fake to a real person, so it can definitely help."

"My fourth master won't help me."

Chen Huangpi frowned and said, "It has its own things to do, and I have my own things to do. If I have to ask my master for everything, why should I leave the mountain? Isn't it better to stay in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Although it was his master who drove him out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, to be honest...

If Chen Huangpi didn't want to leave, he would kneel on the ground and his little tears would flow uncontrollably.

Master will definitely let me stay.

"But……"

"No buts needed."

Chen Huangpi said seriously, "Besides, I am already fifteen years old. I am very powerful. Even if I were to face an immortal, as long as the other party does not use that ability to influence time, I could still contend with him."

Although most of it relies on external forces.

But power has no concept of inside or outside.

"I am one with my sword. If I want to forge a sword, I only need to communicate with Dongxu."

Chen Huangpi pointed at the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

The latter immediately responded, emitting a buzzing sound of swords that surrounded it.

“Fellow practitioner, you continue your practice; I will protect you.”

The brass oil lamp sounded somewhat wistful.

For some reason, it suddenly gave me a feeling that things had changed and people were no longer the same.

It's only been a few months.

Chen Huangpi suddenly grew up. Although he still inevitably threw childish tantrums sometimes, his behavior gradually became more mature and decisive.

before today.

The memory of Chen Huangpi, illuminated by the brass oil lamp, is still that of an eight-year-old child.

Naïve, mischievous, seemingly innocent but actually full of bad intentions.

That's incredibly cunning.

But now, it really can't treat Chenhuangpi like a child anymore.

"I wonder if the Abbot would be pleased to see Chen Huangpi like this? Is this the kind of Chen Huangpi the Abbot hoped to see?"

The brass oil lamp suddenly thought of the abbot.

The abbot had always forbade Chen Huangpi from cultivating, saying he hoped he would never grow up.

However, Chen Huangpi eventually embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation.

Each time a new organ temple is built, it grows a bit larger.

This also means that the time for Huangtian to be born is getting closer and closer.

The old era of the Azure Heavens has come to an end.

"Huang Er, may I borrow your true fire?"

With a wave of his hand, Chen Huangpi caused the evil sword bamboo shadow to instantly float into the air.

His evil fire, though it was also fire.

However, it is not suitable for refining weapons, because that fire is mainly aimed at the soul.

On the contrary, the real flame of the brass oil lamp is particularly noteworthy because it gets on everything.

"Our clan, it's best to use Huang Yi's fire for forging swords."

As the brass oil lamp spoke, a thought struck him, and he summoned the dummy form of the golden-topped sky lantern that he had taken from the muddy alley.

"Can Huang Yi's fire work?"

"It will definitely work."

As he spoke, the brass oil lamp blew on the lamp, and a golden flame shot out.

It explained, "Although Huang Yi has exhausted its potential, it represents Yang, while I represent Yin."

"If you are going to forge some kind of extremely yin and evil magical artifact, then my fire is indeed suitable."

“But the Void Piercing is different; it is essentially a sword shadow.”

"Moreover, since you're going to refine it again this time, it would be perfect to use Huang Yi's fire to completely eliminate the evil energy of that bamboo shadow."

Hearing what the brass oil lamp said.

Chen Huangpi nodded, without the slightest hesitation.

His eyes flashed with intensity, and a sea of ​​lightning appeared.

In a daze.

The Fox Mountain God seemed to see two faint, snake-like things in the sea of ​​lightning. The two things were chasing each other in the sea of ​​lightning. One of them was covered with a trace of gold, and the other was covered with a trace of black.

It is very similar to the gold and black characters on Chen Huangpi's body, which resemble flowers, birds, fish and insects.

However, upon closer inspection...

But the fox mountain god could see nothing.

It's as if what just happened was its illusion.

"break!!"

Chen Huangpi gave a soft shout!
Two heavenly tribulations instantly shot out from his eyes, striking the dense cracks on the body of the evil sword, Bamboo Shadow.

Bang!
The sword instantly shattered into fragments of varying sizes.

Without Chen Huangpi needing to say anything further, the brass oil lamp knew what to do. It pointed, and the illusory body of the golden-topped sky lamp spewed out streams of golden flames, forming a huge furnace.

As soon as the furnace lid was opened, all the fragments of bamboo shadows were sucked into it and the smelting process began.

Chen Huangpi said with some surprise, "Huang Er, this is the Nine Dragons Refining Furnace!"

The brass oil lamp chuckled and said, "Whether it's alchemy or weapon forging, nothing beats our own Nine Dragons Heaven-Refining Furnace. Although that furnace is still in the Ten Thousand Mountains, making one based on its design would be a great way to bring good luck."

……

And this moment.

In the old house at the very end of Huangni Lane.

An old man was standing in the rain, silently looking in one direction.

That direction leads to the Wang family's backyard.

"Yellow skin..."

A voice, seemingly both relieved and melancholic, rang out.

Old Huang lowered his head and looked at his thin, wrinkled hands.

Wait until you raise your head again.

The old man's figure became blurry.

Then he got up and walked outside.

The first step has been taken.

Old Huang's coarse linen clothes were replaced with a black Taoist robe.

Take the second step.

Old Huang's hair turned completely white.

Take the third step.

The evil Taoist walked out of the room with a cold look in his eyes.

The first master is good, the second master is bad, the third master is fierce, and the fourth master is both fierce and bad!
The master gave Chen Huangpi the ascension token he had been longing for, engraved with his own name, because all the other Taoists in Jingxian Temple had one, so Huangpi wanted one too.

The second master gave the main deity of Chen Huangpi's liver temple, Chi Xie, because it would make him more powerful and give him an extra helper who could sometimes offer advice.

The third master gave Chen Huangpi a sword aura that merged into his true form. Although its power was not obvious, if anyone were to deal with Huangpi's true form, they would know what the power of a Dao Lord was!

Now, Master Si is also preparing a gift for Huangpi'er.

The gift will be a coffin. (End of Chapter)