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

Chapter 26: River Monster

In the dead of night, the sky and the earth are as black as ink, with only a little moonlight shining through, bringing some light.

"What's the noise?"

Chen Xuan's body tensed as he looked towards the mountainside. The sound seemed to come from the grass there.

But there was nothing there. The night wind blew, the weeds lay low, and there was nothing there.

"A wild beast? Or a passing ghost?"

Chen Xuan was very cautious. He immediately tied the treasure fish again and went there to check carefully. After making sure that there was no danger, he returned to the mountain to continue processing the treasure fish.

"When the weather is cold, it's a good time to drink fish soup."

The mountain treasure fish is a rare blood and flesh medicine. Its scales are harder than fine iron and extremely sharp. If you are not careful, you will cut your hands.

He wrapped white Qi around the jade hairpin and used the sharp Qi to scrape off all the scales on the surface of the treasure fish. The meat underneath was snow-white and delicate, containing a rich and vigorous spirituality, as if carved out of jade, emitting a silvery-white glow and having a fresh fragrance that made people salivate.

"It's a good tonic."

Chen Xuan cleaned the precious fish weighing two kilograms and then put it into the pot of boiling water.

He sat by the pot, waiting patiently while he began to ponder the new little green deer trick, comparing it with the other two tricks and summarizing them.

[Huangliang Zhenjing] is more advanced, but before practicing it, you need to first cultivate a green Qi.

Although Chen Xuan relied on his strong comprehension to memorize it, the [Huangliang Sutra] was too profound and difficult to understand.

In fact, the entire Huangliang Sutra was written in ancient seal script, and nearly half of the characters in it... he didn't recognize them, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"I need a teacher who understands ancient seal script." Chen Xuan thought.

"Gurgling!"

Time passed slowly, the boiling water surged, and the whole pot of fish soup began to emit a silver light and a rich aroma. It was boiled for three or four hours, and the sky began to brighten. Only then did Chen Xuan confirm that the treasure fish meat was cooked and could be eaten with confidence.

"Hiss, it's so delicious." After taking the first bite, Chen Xuan's eyes lit up. This was no ordinary fish. The taste was beyond imagination. The fish meat melted in the mouth. It was simply a rare delicacy in the world.

After taking only a few bites, he felt a warmth rising in his body. The effect was immediate, and his energy and blood quickly began to boil.

"call!"

Chen Xuan exhaled a breath of cold air, then immediately ate with relish, quickly finishing the fish. Finally, he drank the entire pot of fish soup without wasting any of it.

"The drug is very effective!"

Chen Xuan stood up, feeling his whole body burning. He began to practice martial arts in the morning light. White mist lingered on his body, a faint silver-white glow flowed through it, and his flesh and blood were filled with vitality.

Every punch and every move he made was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind and thunder. He practiced for a full half hour before the medicinal effects of the treasure fish gradually faded.

"Eight thousand kilograms."

Chen Xuan could clearly feel the changes in his physical condition. His strength had increased, his muscles and bones had become stronger, and his perception had become sharper.

"When you're metamorphosing, you can clearly feel yourself being reborn, your physique becoming even stronger."

He felt the large amount of Qi and blood energy surging in his body, and he felt a sense of prosperity. Then, he noticed that his body condition gradually calmed down and finally stabilized completely.

It took fifteen days for Chen Xuan to complete his first journey to enlightenment.

"Eight thousand kilograms of strength is my limit."

If outsiders knew that Chen Xuan could reach this point, they would probably be stunned, because this number is too exaggerated, it is two thousand pounds higher than the most outstanding genius in the territory of Chiya City!
"Next, I will continue to practice my magic tricks, accumulate strength, and prepare for the second transformation."

At the stage of Immortality, a practitioner of Qigong can perform Immortality up to three times, which will transform the body completely and eventually lead to complete sublimation, opening up the human body's Daozang and ascending to a higher level.

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In the dim morning light, the breeze blows away the white mist, revealing endless green mountains.

Li Hansong led the clan's children and grandchildren into the Nanhuang Mountains, preparing to continue to Xiaoshi Lake to show their skills and catch precious fish.

"Grandpa, have you heard about that?"

A young man from the Li family whispered, "A bounty has been issued at the foot of Qinglu Mountain for a Qi practitioner named Chen Xuan... I heard that Chen Xuan committed a major crime in the Southern Wilderness last night, ambushing and killing several Qinglu Mountain disciples."

This happened this morning. Shen Lingfeng entered Xiaohe Village alone and issued a bounty with an extremely generous reward, which directly caused a huge stir in Xiaohe Village.

Shocking news spread: a wandering cultivator named Chen Xuan had plucked out the tiger's whiskers at Qinglu Mountain! Upon hearing this, many Qi practitioners were in disbelief. They wondered if such audacity existed. Some Qi practitioners who had come through Liuzhen had vaguely heard of Chen Xuan's name and later shared their experiences with others, sparking a heated discussion...

Li Hansong glanced at the young man and said seriously, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Chen Xuan dares to go against Qinglu Mountain. He must be a fierce and reckless person. We should not seek trouble with him."

The young man quickly said, "I know the stakes, but this Chen Xuan, to dare to offend Qinglu Mountain, is truly remarkable. Just like Wang Chan who made a big splash a few days ago, both are remarkable heroes... Hey, I heard that among the Qinglu Mountain disciples who died, there was one named Wang Chan. There are so many people with that name."

Some speculated that Chen Xuan's attack on Qinglu Mountain was due to Wang Chan, who was also from Liuzhen...

The young man sighed sincerely, "Recently, more and more powerful people have been flocking to the Southern Wilds."

"Wang Chan? They just have the same name. Both of them are bad people."

Li Hansong said coldly, "How can he compare to Chen Xuan? The difference between the two is huge. Wang Chan only dares to rely on his martial arts skills to show off in front of casual cultivators. What kind of ability is that? Chen Xuan is facing the notorious Qinglu Mountain. This is what a true hero should do... But you don't have to learn from Chen Xuan. If he offends Qinglu Mountain, he will die if he leaves the Southern Wilderness Mountains."

The young man was speechless, knowing that the clan leader looked down on Wang Chan. He could vaguely guess the real reason, but he didn't say much.

He was about to change the subject when his eyes suddenly paused and he quickly whispered, "Grandpa Patriarch, that, that Wang Chan..."

A figure appeared at the corner of the mountain road ahead and was walking towards them.

Chen Xuan had already seen the Li family members and thought to himself, "There are still four bodies in Xiaoshi Lake. I wonder how they will react when they see them later."

Li Hansong stopped, a friendly and kind smile appeared on his face, and he took the initiative to greet him: "Friend Wang, are you going back to Xiaohe Village? You must have gained a lot last night..."

"Well, a little bit..."

Chen Xuan nodded and greeted them. Since he was not familiar with them, he just responded casually and walked away.

Li Hansong smiled until Chen Xuan's back completely disappeared. Then he stopped smiling and turned to teach his tribesmen:

"This man returned empty-handed. He must have run into someone from Qinglu Mountain at Little Stone Lake last night and been scolded and sent packing, leading to his downfall... He looked so dejected, even lacking the energy to talk. He must have suffered a setback... You all need to be down-to-earth in your future endeavors. Don't let a momentary setback discourage you."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

The Li family continued to move forward. Soon, they arrived at the Little Stone Lake. A tragic, bloody scene with many corpses was about to come into view...

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The mountains stand tall and one after another, the paths wind around and around, the river meanders between the peaks, and the willow trees on the shore sway in the wind, like a picture scroll.

As Chen Xuan walked north along the mountain road, he adjusted his breathing rhythm. Huangliang Meng was dead, and he was trying to practice the breathing method recorded in the Huangliang Sutra.

This was Wang Chan's description of the Twelve Spiritual Qi Breathing Method, written in Chu script. He compared it with the Yellow Millet Manual and concluded it was correct. He thought he could give it a try... He wasn't about to abandon the Black Cat Breathing Method from the Lesser Netherworld immediately, but he believed he couldn't put all his eggs in one basket...

"call!"

Chen Xuan exhaled into the mist while enjoying the scenery along the way, feeling very peaceful.

Suddenly, his eyes focused and looked at the deep river beside the road. There were ripples, as if something was swimming underwater.

"Big fish?"

Chen Xuan thought to himself that he had stumbled upon something good again, but the next moment, his eyes widened.

"Wow!"

Ripples appeared in the river, rushing towards the shore, and soon a woman climbed out of the river.

She was not very old, and was only wearing a thin dark blue dress. She was soaked through, and the dress stuck to her curvy body, becoming almost translucent, with the snow-white color faintly visible under the black silk dress.

She had long and graceful legs and bare feet. She crawled out of the river, half-bent her slender waist, and stepped on the wet mud. She raised her head slightly, and looked forward with a pair of clear, bright, yet fox-like eyes.

His eyes met Chen Xuan's.

"..."

"..."

Chen Xuan frowned. Suddenly, a girl of unparalleled beauty crawled out from the river in the desolate mountains...

I’m afraid it’s not a good thing!

(End of this chapter)