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

Chapter 40 He Met a Noble Person

That night, the great monk of Qinglu Mountain witnessed Chen Xuan killing Huangliang Meng.

And he had murderous intentions.

But Qingyazi did nothing in the end and left sadly.

Chen Xuan believed that the rule that great monks from the Chu State could not set foot in the Southern Wilderness could not restrain a great monk who was angry.

If even the great monks of the Hanging Temple dared to sneak across the river, a lawless demon giant like Qingyazi would only be even more unruly.

Chen Xuan felt a chill in his heart and asked, "Senior, please enlighten me."

There must be someone with the same level or even higher power as Qingyazi, which made him afraid and retreat.

The key point is that Chen Xuan had no idea that all this was happening.

There is only one explanation.

Just like in the Yellow Millet Dream and the Six Desire Heavens, I must have been plotted against by some force!

"I have had many opportunities along the way and have been able to kill many enemies. It's like I'm wearing a halo. Everything is going too smoothly." Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

"Your physique is eight thousand kilograms. I only need one look to know that you will achieve remarkable things in the future. In the entire Red Crow City area, such a genius may not appear in a hundred years... But you have become a wild cultivator in the mountains and marshes. Isn't that ridiculous?"

The old white turtle's eyebrows fluttered in the wind and he sneered.

Once the destined beings such as the Yellow Millet Dream and the Six Desire Heavens appear in the world, countless people will immediately rush to them.

Even though Chen Xuan is not as good as them, he is also a promising Qi-cultivating immortal.

But no one is interested, which is obviously illogical...

The old white turtle continued, "There are no accidents in this world. When an accident happens, there must be something behind it that is deliberately creating mystery and secretly making moves."

Chen Xuan's breathing became rapid, his heart was filled with shock and fear. His mind raced as he immediately recalled all the unexpected events he had encountered along the way.

Small underworld?
No, this is not an accident. The duty of the Black Cat Goddess is to deal with the death of practitioners. The matter of Liu Zhen is related to the Yellow Millet Dream, so she will definitely be there immediately.

Later, I met three people from the Chu family...

A flash of lightning flashed through Chen Xuan's mind, and he had caught something.

He subconsciously took out the jade hairpin of unknown material from his bosom and muttered, "The problem lies in the underground palace..."

Three years ago, he slept for a night in the deserted Tao Town and nothing happened.

But when they returned this time, a mausoleum buried deep underground suddenly appeared.

Chen Xuan coincidentally gained something from it, which greatly increased his combat power and gave him the capital to deal with Huangliang Meng...

"The timing is too coincidental. One day earlier or later won't do."

Chen Xuan inexplicably thought of the hundreds of mountain goblins in the underground palace, who were actually driven away by a young cultivator like him who had just started practicing Qi. Goblins were violent and born to drink human blood. Qi practitioners were not afraid of them, and they were even less afraid of Qi practitioners.

Then, he thought of the overly loyal bronze horse and muttered to himself, "Are they acting together..."

At that time, when he was in the bronze coffin, groping for the treasures on the body of the noble woman in golden clothes, he had a vague feeling that someone was watching him coldly from a distance.

The old white turtle raised its tortoise fist towards Chen Xuan and praised him, "You have a very sharp intuition. You probably guessed some of the truth correctly... The material of the jade hairpin in your hand is called [Jin Yu Paste]."

The Classic of Western Mountains says: "This produces black jade, and the jades of Jin and Yu are of the best quality... The spirits of heaven and earth use this as food and offerings; a gentleman should wear it to ward off evil..."

“It’s such a magical object!”

Chen Xuan was shocked when he heard this. He had seen records of this thing in ancient books.

This is a kind of five-colored black jade born in the Mountain and Sea Era, and was once used as food by ancient immortals and sages.

Since the end of the Mountain and Sea Era, this treasure has disappeared. Now, the jade paste left in the world is gone as soon as a piece is used.

The old white turtle pointed at the jade hairpin and said with a smile:
"As for this jade hairpin style, I once saw a ghost friend in the mountains using it... She must have favored you."

Chen Xuan asked, "Please advise me, senior, what does your friend intend to do?"

He couldn't understand what the other party wanted to do by secretly helping him.
Did she take a fancy to my talent and want to take me in as her disciple? But she was a ghost, so there was no way she would take a fancy to a human.

"I shouldn't have said much, but what she asked for is no secret in the Southern Wilds."

The old white turtle paused for a moment, then continued, "She once visited Peach Blossom Spring when she was young, and there are some things she hasn't retrieved yet. She probably wants you to retrieve them."

The Peach Blossom Spring is not stable and cannot accommodate the arrival of great monks. Only those who have practiced Qi at the level of Immortality can enter.

Chen Xuan is very good at fighting and has few rivals among his peers. He is a good candidate to do this.

"Huangliang Meng is a huge threat, and with so many people watching him, I'm afraid something bad might happen. Given my ghostly friend's temper, he must have used some tricks to forcibly lure him to the Southern Wilds, giving you the opportunity to eliminate him early."

Wang Chan did not come to the Southern Wilderness voluntarily. No wonder he acted arrogantly and recklessly, giving people a very unreasonable feeling!

The old white turtle smiled, tiptoed, and patted Chen Xuan's shoulder with his seaweed-like palm:

"Little friend, she will definitely come to see you in a few days... Don't worry, she won't let you suffer any loss."

Chen Xuan heard this and sighed helplessly, "I don't want to encounter these good things."

But what can we do?
The White Ganoderma Lucidum had already been eaten, and the Jade Hairpin was also used as a weapon...

The old white turtle narrowed his eyes and said;

"Little friend, you have to understand that useless people are not even qualified to be used."

Chen Xuan was speechless for a moment.

He recalled some information about the Peach Blossom Spring from Wang Chan’s previous life memories.

"Chen Xuan, he met a noble man..."

People in Qinglu Mountain once expressed such sentiments.

It should be here. ...

……

The mountain wind howled, and several days passed in a flash.

The outskirts of the Southern Wilderness are becoming increasingly lively.

The large army of Qinglu Mountain has already arrived in the Southern Wilderness. Some young disciples, led by Shen Lingfeng, have been clamoring to hunt down a Qi practitioner named "Chen Xuan" all day long.

The commotion was fierce, but strangely, Shen Lingfeng did not set foot in the Southern Wilderness Mountains.

Someone in the sect asked doubtfully, "Brother Shen, what exactly are you planning? I heard there was a man named 'Wang Chan,' also from Liu Town, who caused a big disturbance at the Hanging Temple a few days ago. It's very suspicious."

Shen Lingfeng replied coldly: "I have my own arrangements. Just do your own thing and don't meddle in other things!"

The disciple hesitated to speak, thinking, "Isn't our mission to hunt down Chen Xuan? It seems that Senior Brother Shen has been frightened by Chen Xuan..."

Several people from the Qi-training families in Chiya City also rushed to Xiaohe Village one after another.

When Chen Xuan was practicing near Xiaoshi Lake, he had seen some young Qi practitioners dressed in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary demeanor. He looked at them from afar but did not make any contact with them.

"Not a single precious fish is left in Little Stone Lake."

Those disciples from aristocratic families ran to the Little Stone Lake in search of opportunities, but found nothing. After sighing a few times, they left one after another. Later, no one came here anymore.

The old white turtle kept saying, "You incompetent treasure fish have no right to enter my stomach."

As a result, that night, he turned around and ran to Xiaoshi Lake, caught all the treasure fish and raised them somewhere else.

"It's good to be left alone."

Chen Xuan was sitting alone by the Little Stone Lake, practicing the Huangliang Sutra.

These days, he has completely digested the medicinal effects of the [Buddha Heart Treasure Tree] and the [Treasure Fish], and his strength has reached over 16,000 kilograms.

The second journey of metamorphosis ended, and the physical condition reached its limit again.

one night.

The old white turtle came to Chen Xuan and complained, "Oh no! I really shouldn't have said anything that day. Now the trouble has fallen on me."

Chen Xuan blinked, not understanding what he meant.

The old white turtle stared at Chen Xuan with a strange look and smacked his lips. "Good boy, I underestimated you. Tell me the truth. Did you offend my ghost friend? She refused to see you in person."

"???"

Chen Xuan was stunned. He opened his mouth and said with a guilty conscience, "Not really... I respect her very much."

In the underground palace, his actions were indeed a bit frivolous, but he dared to swear that he treated it as a cold corpse, just like looking at grass, wood and stone, with no distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Humph!"

The old white turtle snorted and didn't ask any further questions. Then he got straight to the point and said, "She asked me to tell you two things."

Chen Xuan sat upright and said, "Please speak."

The old white turtle threw a letter over and said, "First, after entering the Peach Blossom Spring, give this letter to the Destined One hidden within. He will then give you something... If he refuses, kill him and take the gift yourself."

"The Chosen One?"

Chen Xuan was shocked that there were people with destiny in the Peach Blossom Spring.

This is the third time I will meet the Chosen One. I wonder what kind of strange abilities this one will possess.

"Well, a poor fellow with nowhere else to go."

The old white turtle replied casually, then said solemnly, "The second thing is, she asked me to remind you...what happened at the Hanging Temple camp was not an accident."

"Not an accident?"

Chen Xuan's face darkened, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

He said that the three old monks attacked him without hesitation based on a slight suspicion. They were completely thoughtless... Later, other ascetic monks tried to stop them. Some of them had obvious murderous intent. His intuition told him that something was wrong, but he could no longer stop and could only fight with all his might.

At that time, I thought I had underestimated everyone in the world and reflected on it for a long time. I didn’t expect that there was really a hidden story!
The old white turtle stared at Chen Xuan's ugly face and explained:

"It's the same old saying. If you encounter an accident and notice something that seems a little unreasonable, don't doubt it. There must be someone behind the scenes plotting something."

"The great monks of the Hanging Temple are always keeping an eye on the Southern Wilderness."

"Every ascetic monk who practices white qi is their eyes and ears."

"You asked about the ancient seal characters. It must be because they mobilized their monks Bai Qi to investigate the situation in the Southern Wilderness and saw them. So they couldn't help but test it out."

"But they are not smart, their work is crude and there are too many flaws."

"..."

The old white turtle paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry about what happens next. You are the one she chose. She is very angry now and will seek justice for you."

Chen Xuan didn't want anyone to seek justice for him at all. All he felt was silence after learning about these things, and a sense of... powerlessness.

He has no control over these things now.

Chen Xuan asked in a deep voice, "Are you great monks really omnipotent and omniscient?"

The old white turtle was silent for a while, then slowly said:

"If I don't speak up, you will never have the chance to know these things in your life."

"You have a talent, and once you encounter these things, you can't avoid them... Not only you, but no one else can resist them."

"Those with destiny, such as the Yellow Millet Dream and the Six Desire Heavens, have a harder time than you. From ancient times to the present, few have achieved a good end. They will only become a flash of light in the sky."

(End of this chapter)