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

Chapter 24 The Code is Above You
"clang!"

The sky was clear and the air was fresh. Someone was ringing a bell in the mountains. The sound of the bronze bell, Dalu, was distant and vast, which made people feel extremely peaceful.

"In a dream..."

Chen Xuan looked around and saw a golden field with ripe crops stretching endlessly to the end of his sight.

The rows of fields were neatly arranged, and the crops, from roots to leaves to ears, radiated a golden hue, like exquisite gold ornaments. The brilliant light cast a golden glow on the sky...

Heart fast!

When Wang Chan used the Huangliang Qi, Chen Xuan saw the Huangliang Dream!
This was the third time he had seen something beyond his imagination, following the [Immortal Binding the Sun] on the dome of the sky and the [Small Underworld] of the Black Cat Goddess.

But this time, he not only saw it, he even came in!

“It’s not a real physical body, but more like a manifestation of consciousness and soul.”

Chen Xuan stretched out his hands and looked through the small underworld. He could only possess and peek, and could not do anything else.

But in this dream, he actually "traveled" into it, could speak, and even move independently.

"What secrets are hidden in the yellow millet dream?"

Chen Xuan walked along the ridge of the field, looking around. Suddenly he stopped and heard the sound of deep sleep.

"Is someone sleeping in a dream? Is there anyone else here?"

Chen Xuan frowned and moved forward cautiously following the sound. Soon, he saw a person sleeping soundly in a field full of ears of grain.

He was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, wearing short clothes and straw sandals. The boy used the sky as a blanket, the golden crops as a mat, and a hoe as a pillow, and his posture was comfortable.

"Wang Chan!"

Chen Xuan's expression suddenly turned cold. He was about to clench his fist and approach quickly, but suddenly, his eyes became hot and his heart was activated again. Then, he saw a series of "bubbles" emerging from the top of the young man Wang Chan's head.

Countless golden scriptures as big as tadpoles surged in the bubbles, accompanied by segments of light and shadow.

Chen Xuan saw himself in the light and shadow.

That was Wang Chan's perspective, about "Chen Xuan", a life that was supposed to "reflect the present world".

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A bubble of light and shadow.

"Shen Lingfeng, you are going to die!"

In a river, Chen Xuan, who had been hiding for many days, jumped out like a crocodile and suddenly pulled Shen Lingfeng, who was fetching water, into the river.

The red Qi boiled the icy river water, causing large areas of blood-red to surge out.

"Senior Brother Chen...is chasing us."

Wang Chan was so frightened in the distance that his soul left his body. The other disciples of Qinglu Mountain roared and jumped into the water, but he was the only one who rolled and crawled away.

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Another period of light and shadow.

"Junior Brother Wang, Master Qingyazi has arrived in the Southern Wilderness..."

"Peach Blossom Spring has fallen, Chen Xuan has escaped inside, keep chasing!"

"Chen Xuan is good at fighting, and many of us died."

"He made the acquaintance of a noble man..."

Wang Chan listened to the countless pieces of news, his heart trembling with fear at these events filled with blood and fire, his hands and feet cold, but he finally mustered up the courage.

"Brothers, it was me who slandered him and caused so much trouble. You used me as bait..."

Shortly after.

As expected, Chen Xuan fell into the trap and was ambushed by the great monk of Qinglu Mountain. Although he broke through the encirclement by force, he suffered heavy injuries and had little chance of survival. In the end, he disappeared.

Wang Chan was injured in this battle.

But there was no such person as Chen Xuan in the Red Crow City area from then on, and the nightmare was gone.

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Years later.

Qingyazi grew old, and Qinglu Mountain gradually weakened.

A great monk who passed by wiped out this once famous force from the earth.

Wang Chan was not at the mountain gate at that time and survived by chance.

Qinglu Mountain had a bad reputation, so he was forced to leave Chiya City where he had lived for half his life and began to wander in the world. After many years, he saw Chen Xuan again in the capital of the ancient Chu State.

It was a banquet of extremely high standards, with many great figures from Qi-practicing families and ancient Taoist temples gathered there, many of whom were figures that only appeared in the legends of the ancient Chu State.

Although Chen Xuan was not in the most central position at the banquet, there were many people gathered around him, and they were all chatting and laughing.

"Brother Dao, I heard that you returned to Chu this time and went to Chiya City to visit old friends?"

"Time is merciless, and most of my old friends are gone..."

"Haha, we are as old as the sky, don't be sad, fellow Daoist. Last night, my grandson's grandson all grew old. Although you are young, you should gradually get used to the old friends in the secular world leaving one after another..."

"..."

When Wang Chan passed by the banquet hall entrance and heard such conversation, he was horrified and fled quickly. He immediately decided to leave the State of Chu and never come back in this life.

There seemed to be a man's sigh coming from behind, like autumn wind blowing up fallen leaves.

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Many years later.

The aging Wang Chan drifted to a larger ancient dynasty and once again heard news about Chen Xuan.

News of death.

The elderly Wang Chan, with white hair, looked dazed as he watched the passing Qi practitioners talking heatedly.

"Have you heard? Chen Xuan, the Qigong practitioner who came from the small country of Chu and made a name for himself recently, has passed away!" someone said excitedly.

"He is just an ordinary person, but he has reached the level of [Tao Hongchen] through his own efforts. It is really amazing and he deserves the title of genius... It's a pity that he met a man of destiny who suddenly appeared out of nowhere." Some people sighed.

"This era ultimately belongs to those who are destined to succeed..." The Qi practitioner's eyes were full of helplessness.

"..."

Wang Chan thought that the nightmare that had been hovering over his head for many years had finally gone away completely.

But then, a huge feeling of emptiness filled his heart. He had lived his whole life under the shadow of that person. When they were young, they could still compete with each other, but later they were quickly left behind. He could only hide in a dark corner and secretly look up at that person.

Destiny Man...

It is an existence more powerful than Chen Xuan...

If he could live again, how wonderful it would be if he could become a man blessed by fortune?
This is what Wang Chan experienced in his dream, a life that should have happened to Chen Xuan.

…………

"It seems like my future is pretty good. I'll be in the limelight for a while."

After watching a few pieces of light and shadow, Chen Xuan laughed and muttered in his heart.

Unfortunately, he had very little interaction with Wang Chan in his dream, and most of his deeds were learned from others, so he could not get more information.

He had enough faith, but he didn't expect to go so far in the future and actually become a famous monk in the State of Chu... Although later, as soon as he left the State of Chu, he realized that there are always people better than him and there are always things better than what he has, and he was directly defeated.

"[Yellow Millet Scripture]..."

Chen Xuan immediately stared at the golden scriptures flowing in the bubbles, lost in thought, because he saw the [Twelve Spiritual Qi Breathing Methods] in the scriptures.

Although Chen Xuan did not practice the breathing method left by Wang Chan in Liuzhen, he had studied it carefully and praised it highly, thinking it was extremely exquisite and outstanding.

At this moment, he saw the complete version and was immediately immersed in it. He felt it was obscure and difficult to understand. An ancient and vast aura rushed towards him. This was an unparalleled immortal scripture!
"The essence of the Yellow Millet Dream is all contained in this scripture!"

"The Yellow Millet Sutra can transform and sublimate Qingqi, nurturing the rare Yellow Millet Qi..."

"This is the supreme Dharma that belongs to one person alone."

"Only one person is allowed to learn the true immortal scripture in a given era."

Chen Xuan was shocked and suddenly felt an inexplicable shock: "The rest of the practitioners are all illusions. As long as that person encounters an accident, the cultivation of the other practitioners will instantly vanish into thin air, like flowers in the mirror and moon in the water."

Is this only true for the Huangliang Sutra, or are other ancient classics like this as well?

At the same time, Chen Xuan realized the strong malice contained in the breathing method left by Wang Chan.

"If I practice the Twelve Immortal Qi Breathing Method and kill Wang Chan today, won't I also suffer the consequences, my cultivation destroyed, and instantly degenerate into an ordinary person?"

After practicing the methods in the Huangliang Manual, there is no other way to go in this life except to follow loyally and be completely bound to Wang Chan!

And this bond, like a master-servant relationship, will become more unbreakable over time.

Shen Lingfeng of Qinglu Mountain has a strong background and has the opportunity to know some secrets. Therefore, although he is fascinated by Wang Chan's magic tricks, he dare not learn them at all, for fear of being controlled by Wang Chan in the future.

"The Yellow Millet Sutra has an evil nature..."

Chen Xuan was shocked, but immediately, he couldn't wait to memorize this supreme immortal scripture in his heart. Whether he could practice it or not would be decided later. The most important thing was to get this priceless thing in his hands first.

at this time.

"hiss!"

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if something was really close to his heart. His eyes trembled and Xinzhai quickly issued a warning.

"Wang Chan!"

Chen Xuan immediately ended his mental fast and emerged from his dream.

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"Chen Xuan, I thought someone with a strong character like you could withstand even a trace of the power of Huangliang Qi?"

Wang Chan's hair was disheveled, and he looked like a demon. Green Qi danced from his fingertips like sharp swords, stabbing at Chen Xuan's chest: "I didn't expect that you were useless even when you were young."

"Haha, even though I can't subdue you, but I've been able to kill a character like you. This life of mine can be considered magnificent and I have no regrets!"

Even if he was unable to coerce Chen Xuan, a future prominent figure in the ancient Chu State, when he was still in obscurity, he only felt a little regretful at the moment. After all, he had the memories of his past life as a foundation, and the grand immortal career of the future was still waiting for him!
What gifted Chen Xuan? It was just the hardships he encountered along the way in this life, easily destroyed with a flick of a finger...

He is the man of destiny!
The finger did not move forward.

A hand emitting golden and white light stretched out and gently swept Wang Chan's arm away.

Wang Chan was stunned for a moment, and the familiar voice rang out, drilling into his mind like a nightmare in his memory.

"Wang Chan..."

Chen Xuan instantly grasped his neck, raised his other hand, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and a surge of white energy gathered. A huge white ape as big as a mountain emerged, with a red face and fangs, ferocious and terrifying. A vortex of air swirled rapidly around the bucket-sized fist mark.

Wang Chan was struck by lightning and muttered, "Impossible, this is impossible, you were clearly..."

"boom!"

With a loud punch, the yellow and green Qi lingering on Wang Chan's body were dispersed.

If some past events could shake Chen Xuan's mind, then he would not have wasted three years staying in a martial arts school and willingly practicing basic martial arts. Anyone who can accomplish such a thing must have a firm mind and will never be shaken by anything!
If Xinzhai had not suddenly activated and sent him into a dreamlike state of wandering, Wang Chan would not even have had the chance to walk up to him.

"boom!"

The second punch caused Wang Chan's head to tilt back, and his entire face became sunken.

"You can't kill me, you learned..."

Wang Chan's mind was in a trance. He unconsciously stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab something in mid-air. Blood foamed from his mouth, and his tongue moved incoherently inside: "My great karma..."

He couldn't catch anything.

"Wang Chan..."

Chen Xuan said expressionlessly: "If you are not good enough, even if you are reborn again, you will still not be able to do it..."

The words fell.

"boom!"

The third punch shattered Wang Chan's head, and blood and bones splashed out.

It was all a dream, and it all came to nothing.

"..."

The Black Cat Goddess was horrified. Huang Liangmeng had died right before her: "He actually killed a man of destiny with his mortal body..."

She knew that Huang Liang Meng would definitely die tonight, but she didn't expect that it was Chen Xuan who did it. It was Chen Xuan, the man she thought could not be compared with the Man of Destiny, who did it!

"I lost my eyes..."

The old white turtle stared at the sudden change in the situation in front of him with a look of astonishment. He fell into silence for a long time, wondering if he was really old. His eyesight was blurry!
The little fish thief was not lured into the worldly world by the Huangliang Qi. Instead, he relied on his tenacious mind to forcibly see through the confusion and kill the Huangliang dream. This kind of mind is rare in the world.

"Hiss, this little thief has a sincere heart for martial arts, and he's a potential follower of ancient martial arts..."

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In the distant night.

Shen Lingfeng ran madly and finally escaped from the Southern Wilderness.

He suddenly laughed out loud, ecstatic.

"Haha! I escaped!!"

The next moment, the sound stopped abruptly, his body froze, and he was forced to kneel down trembling, looking up in horror at the figure of a middle-aged Taoist priest standing in front of him with his hands behind his back.

“Master…I…”

The middle-aged Taoist priest lowered his head, his sleeves fluttering. A deep sense of majesty poured down from his gaze. A thousand brilliant azure lights seemed to surge within his dark green pupils, lifting an ancient three-legged alchemy furnace...

"Your junior brother, Huang Liang Meng is dead... Did you know? The elixir I chose is gone."

Dan Ding Dao, Qingyazi!
(End of this chapter)