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

Chapter 23 Huang Liang Qi

Wang Chan's eyes went dark, and his head was filled with piercing pain like a tsunami.

He doesn't understand...

Wasn't Chen Xuan confused about everything that had happened to him? Didn't he want a satisfactory explanation?
He was clearly lowering his posture and showing goodwill, and when he was about to say something noble and far-reaching, the other party... came straight at him to kill him.

Without any hesitation, the attack was a sure-kill move with no room for maneuver!

"Puff puff!"

Chen Xuan's eyes were sharp, he held a sharp weapon, and his movements were as fast as lightning. Dense penetrating wounds appeared on Wang Chan's body. Not only were his internal organs damaged, but even many bones were pierced. At the same time, wisps of golden white qi were stirring wantonly in his body, continuing to cause even more tragic damage.

"Go away!"

Wang Chan screamed miserably, and a ball of cyan-gold light suddenly burst out from his body, making his body almost transparent. His immortal energy surged, rushing towards Chen Xuan like a huge wave.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan keenly sensed a sense of danger and instantly pulled back, retreating more than ten meters away, his eyes solemn: "What Qi..."

He saw at a glance that this was not pure green Qi, but rather emitted a golden light and was filled with the fragrance of ears of grain.

The aura of this immortal energy wasn't overpowering, and even appeared peaceful. However, Chen Xuan felt an extreme sense of threat from it. If he were to be contaminated, something extremely terrifying would surely happen.

"Cough cough..."

Wang Chan was hunched over on the ground like a cicada pupa, his entire body looking as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood. Blood soaked through his clothes and dripped onto the ground like rain. "This is Huangliang Qi—"

Streams of Huangliang immortal energy, like spirit snakes, gushed out from Wang Chan's mouth, nose, and seven orifices, desperately suppressing and removing the damage caused by Chen Xuan's white energy, and quickly mending his broken body.

This is a kind of immortal Qi that is completely different from the Twelve Qi of Mountains and Seas. It is sublimated and transformed from Green Qi, is more advanced, and comes from the Yellow Millet Dream!
"Huangliang Qi, is it the method of the Huangliang Dream?"

Chen Xuandu paced like a cheetah stalking its prey, cautiously circling Wang Chan, looking for another opportunity to attack: "No, you haven't mastered it..."

Although there was a hint of ancient aura similar to ears of corn in the cyan-gold immortal energy, Chen Xuan soon discovered that it was just a bluff and a superficial appearance, and the overall energy was still dominated by wood-attributed cyan energy.

Wang Chan explained, "I woke up too late and only had time to practice a little bit, but it's enough to deal with you, maybe even a waste of talent."

Chen Xuan sneered, "You're at the end of your rope, why are you pretending to be a master? This uncultivated Huangliang Qi can't save you!"

He became calmer and calmer, not rushing to seize the opportunity to attack, but patiently waiting for the opportunity for Wang Chan to reveal a flaw...

No, Wang Chan was already seriously injured and dying. Why should he wait? Give him time to recover?
I should immediately take advantage of the victory and kill him directly!

"Something's wrong..."

Chen Xuan shook his head violently, feeling that something was wrong: "Something is wrong with me..."

A strange smile appeared on Wang Chan's face, and he sneered, "Are you really useless? Chen Xuan, haven't you already stopped and are willing to talk to me calmly?"

In the middle of the move!
Chen Xuan was shocked, and a chill ran up his tailbone to the top of his head. At such a crucial moment of the fight, he actually had the leisure to chat with the other party. He originally planned not to say a word to his opponent!

"He..."

He immediately grasped the weapon and rushed towards Wang Chan.

"clang!"

Suddenly, the sound of melodious bells echoed in my mind, as if crossing the boundary between ancient and modern times, each sound struck my heart, bringing peace of mind. The fragrance of ripe ears of grain came with the wind. The cool autumn weather really made me sleepy...

"Is this the Yellow Millet Qi..."

Chen Xuan paused again, his eyelids drooping as he suppressed his murderous intent and anger. Then, countless past events flooded back into his mind...

The first encounter with the lame Chen Ganshui family in Xiaohe Village, the admiring Junior Sister Yang in the martial arts hall, the three members of the Chu family who met in the ruined temple in the wind and snow... Not only the experiences of these three years, but even the things in the past life will emerge.

Chen Xuan's heart was gradually filled with endless emptiness and extreme confusion.

The world of mortals rolls on like lightning and dew. Life in this world is a dream. What is he seeking? Why not just fall asleep?

"Chen Xuan, the difference between you and me is that you are just a genius, while I am not only a genius, but also a person favored by this era...a man of destiny."

Wang Chan stood up. His eyes were pierced and everything in front of him was dark. He sensed the environment in the darkness and stumbled towards Chen Xuan, with a green light flashing on his fingertips.

"I originally wanted to recruit you as my follower, but you are unruly and hard to tame, and your nature is hard to change..." Chen Xuan's eyes were dull as he stared ahead, as if his soul had left his body and he had become an unconscious wooden sculpture.

He saw it.

The golden ears of grain swayed gracefully in the autumn wind...

……

……

The black fog surged, the jade token shone with white light, and the black cat hurried towards the place called Niujiao Mountain.

"Just as the Six Desire Heavens incident ended, here in the Yellow Millet Dream, another earth-shattering event has occurred!"

The Black Cat Goddess was so anxious that she didn't even stop when she passed by the four corpses in Xiaoshi Lake.

Things have their priorities, and now the sudden appearance of the Yellow Millet Dream is obviously more important.

The Yellow Millet Dream, the Six Desire Heavens... these are all people with destiny who are listed in the small underworld.

Their fate is too great to be taken seriously, and the bloodshed they caused must be dealt with as a priority; this is her duty.

As for Chen Xuan, whom she has been paying close attention to recently.

Although she is extremely talented and has caused bloodshed one after another, which has brought her great rewards, and there may be a big figure behind her who taught her the breathing method, but these alone cannot be compared with a person with destiny like Huang Liang Meng.

"Swipe!"

The earth was rapidly retreating under Black Cat's feet, and Niujiao Mountain gradually emerged in her field of vision. Suddenly, she stopped and saw a very absurd scene on the mountainside.

An old snow-white turtle stood in the grass like a human, with its head, like a dough sticking out.

The old white turtle sniffed a certain scent in the air while staring at the mountain road ahead with a deep look.

"An old turtle? Is he peeking into the excitement of the Yellow Millet Dream?"

When the Black Cat Queen saw the same kind of demon, she immediately ran over there, jumped onto the glowing white turtle shell, spread her limbs and firmly grasped the turtle shell, and also stuck her coal-like head out to look.

The line of sight suddenly rose, and the scene farther away came into view.

A dream of a yellow millet, and... it's him!
The Qi practitioner named Chen Xuan!

The Black Cat Lady's jewel-like cat eyes suddenly widened, and subconsciously, her mouth opened slightly in shock, turning into a circle: "Why is he here!"

"That rude fish thief is going to die..."

The old white turtle was completely unaware of the black cat's presence and muttered to himself, "The yellow millet qi stirs up the mortal world, and all the past memories come flooding back. Even those with a strong heart will instantly sink into a deep sleep, unable to escape."

"Tsk, the fish thief is only eighteen years old, yet he's capable of something as frivolous as stealing an old mermaid. He's mentally immature, and we can't stand up to him."

A long time ago, it followed the scent of the treasure fish and found Chen Xuan. Seeing that he looked like he was going to do something big, it wanted to watch the fun, so it followed him all the way here and watched a big show.

Under the moonlight, Wang Chan of the Yellow Millet Dream, with disheveled hair, had already walked up to Chen Xuan: "It wouldn't be an insult to you to die by my hands..."

The green light from the fingertips pointed towards Chen Xuan's heart.

The old white turtle stared intently and sneered again when he saw this:
"The little fish thief started decisively, as if he were someone of strong character. He actually dared to challenge Huangliang Meng. However, he was instantly subdued by Huangliang Qi, revealing his true colors and becoming useless... What a ridiculous little fish thief!"

Originally, he thought that the fish thief's personality was quite to the old man's liking, so he could let him go and not take the matter of stealing fish seriously. However, he never expected to be wrong. This was a person who started well but ended badly, with all appearances but little substance.

The Black Cat Lady turned her head and glanced at the old white turtle muttering to himself, thinking, "You old, dim-sighted person, what do you know?"

She didn't understand why Chen Xuan suddenly appeared here, nor did she understand what role he would play.

But she knew, the little underworld told her.

The Yellow Millet Dream.

I will definitely die tonight.

(End of this chapter)