From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 21: Behind Dragon Gate
"Wow!"

Chen Xuan flew across the mountain road and rushed into the woods with towering ancient trees at high speed, chasing a mountain treasure fish relentlessly.

"Where to run!"

Chen Xuan urged the little white ape to use his magic tricks, grabbing a fist-sized rock with great force, and smashing it towards the treasure fish in front like a cannonball.

"hold head high!"

The treasure fish was hit by a rock, and a circle of silver ripples shook its body surface. Several scales were cracked. It screamed and flew far away. Then it shot up like a silver-white lightning, angrily smashed the rock into pieces with its head, and continued to swim madly towards the depths of the Southern Wilderness.

There is a force calling it from the depths of the Southern Wilderness, forcing it to move forward there regardless of everything.

"Your body is so hard?"

Chen Xuan was stunned. He had put all his strength into the attack, but it only scratched the scales of the treasure fish?

Even the Qi practitioners didn't dare to withstand the rock thrown by him with all his strength. It was an explosion of tens of thousands of pounds of energy, which would directly pierce their bodies and make a bloody hole. But the Mountain Treasure Fish actually resisted it?
"Ow!"

A passing wild wolf discovered the treasure fish and pounced on it in ecstasy. With a bang, the wolf's mouth exploded, filling its mouth with blood and all its fangs flew out.

The wild wolf covered its bloody mouth, wailed and rolled on the ground. The hunt failed!

"Have the people of Qinglu Mountain really caught a precious fish?"

When Chen Xuan saw this scene, his eyes widened. He was now extremely skeptical about this matter. He believed that with the strength of Senior Brother Chu and his four companions, they were simply not capable of catching the precious fish.

"I have to do it!"

The continuous sniping attacks slowed down the fish's pace of leaping over the dragon gate. At this moment, Chen Xuan finally caught up with the precious fish that was gliding along the ground. With a simple and direct move of a hungry tiger, he grabbed the precious fish with both hands.

"hold head high!"

The treasure fish let out a clear dragon roar. Its body was slippery and it was impossible to catch it. Moreover, it was extremely strong. With a powerful dragon-like tail swing, it slipped out from between Chen Xuan's hands.

Chen Xuan continued to follow up. This time he had experience and quickly seized the opportunity. He grabbed the fish's gills with his fingers, grabbed the precious fish, and swung it like a hammer towards a big tree nearby.

"Bang bang bang!"

After hitting it more than ten times, wood chips filled the sky and fish scales flew everywhere. The tree, as thick as a person's waist, was directly broken and fell down with a loud bang. Baoyu was hit dizzy and passed out in Chen Xuan's hands.

"Ouch..."

In the distance, the wolf was stunned, then terrified and scrambled away, tail between tucks, tumbling away. This man was too cruel, and it was afraid it would be treated the same way. This wasn't hunting, it was brutal killing.

"Finally caught the treasure fish...it took more energy than fighting."

Chen Xuan was sweating profusely as he picked up the more than one-foot-long mountain treasure fish to examine it.

The treasure fish was covered with scales, and a soft silver light and a refreshing fragrance emanated from the flesh and blood under the broken scales. There was not a single fishy smell at all, and just taking a sniff would make people feel refreshed and almost as if they were floating in the air.

This is a blood and flesh medicine that is comparable to the precious trees on land!
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Deep in the mountains of the Southern Wilderness.

At the top of a mountain over a thousand feet high, in a pool of water, the "Dragon Gate" is opening its mouth wide, waiting for the arrival of the precious fish that has jumped out of the Dragon Gate.

Suddenly.

The "Dragon Gate" slowly closed, and an old turtle, completely snow-white and more than half a person's height, walked out from the bottom of the pool.

The old white tortoise didn't crawl on all fours, but stood and walked like a human. Its gleaming white shell resembled a running Tai Chi Bagua pattern, its skin wrinkled like bark, and its neck, head, and limbs seemed to be made of plasticine...

It stretched out its long neck, confused, not understanding why the rations suddenly stopped.

The so-called "Dragon Gate" is the mouth of the old white turtle.

The mountain-crossing fish of Xiaoshi Lake, after going through countless hardships and crossing thousands of dangerous mountains along the way, finally leaped into the "Dragon Gate" and "ascended" to become the food of the old white turtle...

"The mountains have been very chaotic lately. People are not following the rules... They've even started snatching the food rations of the elderly."

The old white turtle had deep eyes and his hands behind his back, staring at the distant night sky like a dying old man.

The entire mountain was silent. All the beasts, insects, birds, and monsters were dormant and trembling, not daring to make even the slightest sound at this time.

……

"You are my food, do your duty!"

In the forest, Chen Xuan scolded, holding down the precious fish, and hitting the fish's head with a rock. Only after he was sure that it was not a temporary fainting, but was completely dead, did he feel at ease and string the precious fish with vines and hang it around his waist.

After he did all this, he took a deep breath, looked back at the road he had come from, and frowned tightly.

"That man on the road, Shen Lingfeng from Qinglu Mountain?"

……

……

"The man chasing the fish... Chen Xuan!" Shen Lingfeng muttered to himself on the mountain road, staring at the man and the fish disappearing into the woods, trembling with fear.

He had a sharp eye and with just a quick glance, he could tell that the steaming energy and blood of the fish chaser was no less than six thousand pounds, and the speed of his pursuit was even faster than when he first achieved metamorphosis.

Shen Lingfeng was shocked, because he was a rare genius, and his blood and energy crushed his peers when he achieved enlightenment... But now, he was firmly suppressed by this person.

An unknown genius with extraordinary talent is chasing the mountain fish in Little Stone Lake...

He couldn't think of anyone else except Chen Xuan.

"I've already escaped, so why do I still have to meet Chen Xuan?"

Shen Lingfeng was inexplicably horrified, thinking to himself, "Could the Yellow Millet Dream really be so effective? This Chen Xuan is determined to kill me...Wang Chan dragged me into this, what a damned evildoer!"

He felt a chill in his heart, and his fingers stroked the green deer's mane, feeling a sense of horror as if he was anchored by fate and unable to escape.

"You...you are going too far."

Shen Lingfeng gritted his teeth, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He clenched his fists, his chest gradually filled with anger, and he cursed at the air.

"Chen Xuan, I admit that you are gifted, but I am not a one-in-a-million genius. You have only been practicing Qi for a little over half a month!"

"..."

"Ha, you've only been practicing Qi for half a month, you bastard, you're going to kill the four Qi practitioners from Qinglu Mountain..."

"..."

"Forget it. Meeting a monster like you is my worst misfortune."

Shen Lingfeng suddenly jumped off the green deer, quickly took off the green robe representing Qinglu Mountain, covered the green deer's head with it to block his view, and stabbed the deer's buttocks with a knife.

"Useless thing, run!"

Shen Lingfeng shouted sternly, then he punched his hair loose, covering his face, and jumped down the mountain road with disheveled hair, disappearing in another direction.

Still have to run.

……

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"The six people from Qinglu Mountain have separated."

Chen Xuan walked out of the forest, staring at the darkness at the end of the mountain road, and thought to himself, "There won't be such a good opportunity again."

He was silent for a moment, then chased along the mountain road. Tonight was the best time to take action.

Shen Lingfeng had reached his second stage of enlightenment, and his strength exceeded ten thousand pounds. So what? He was all alone.

"As long as you are not invulnerable to swords and guns and immortal, I will consider you carefully."

Chen Xuan rubbed his fingertips against the golden and emerald jade hairpin he brought out from the underground palace in Tao Town. The unparalleled coldness coming from the tip of the hairpin made him feel at peace.

A moment later, a green elk with clothes covering its head and bleeding from its buttocks appeared in the field of vision.

"what's the situation?"

Chen Xuan was stunned, staring at the green deer grazing on the roadside, puzzled: "Where is Shen Lingfeng?"

Qinglu has a wound on his hip, and it can be seen that he is deliberately attracting people to chase him. Is Shen Lingfeng being chased?
But why did he, a Qinglu Mountain monk who had achieved enlightenment twice and was avoided by others, end up being hunted by others?

"Wait...could this pursuer be me?"

Chen Xuan was startled. He recalled the fleeting glance they had when they met before. The other person's eyes seemed to shrink suddenly, and he reacted greatly.

He recognized me and guessed that I would chase him, so he took this series of actions to try to avoid me.

"There's no reason... Shen Lingfeng and I have no connection at all. He shouldn't even know of my existence."

Chen Xuan's head was spinning as he muttered, "Besides, Shen Lingfeng is a second-level immortal master, why would he be hiding from me? Logically, I should be the one hiding."

"What kind of disgusting conspiracy are you guys playing behind the scenes?"

Chen Xuan couldn't think clearly, he couldn't think clearly at all. He felt like his brain wasn't enough. The more he thought, the more his head hurt. He knocked his head hard.

It was as if there was a giant, carefully woven net that enveloped me. It was sticky and gray, making it impossible to escape and even breathing difficult.

"Wang Chan...you are going too far."

After a moment, Chen Xuan raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, then turned around and headed towards the Qinglu Mountain renovation site called Niujiao Mountain.

Shen Lingfeng has escaped.

There are only five Qi-cultivating practitioners left on the other side...

He would smash Wang Chan’s head open right now to see what the Yellow Millet Dream in his head was all about!
(End of this chapter)