There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 299 This is not what was agreed upon

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The mist in the forest had not yet dissipated.

Chen Qing sat cross-legged on a blue stone, his palms facing the sky, breathing deeply and quietly.

But what he exhaled was not the thin spiritual energy that permeated the world, but rather the energy that originated from within himself!

The projection of the "Hidden Star Master" floated silently, sitting in the Purple Mansion of this body. Deep within this projection, a phantom portal opened, and boundless spiritual energy surged out like a tide, flowing through the meridians of the whole body and returning to the golden core in the dantian, constantly consolidating and nourishing the foundation of this "Chen Qiu" body.

"call--"

After a long while, Chen Qing slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the breath long and deep, with the sound of wind and thunder faintly present.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat it out!
"laugh!"

A faint, thread-like blood-red light seeped from his fingertip. As soon as it appeared, it exuded a fierce and oppressive aura. However, the blood-red light flickered and was extremely unstable, as if it would dissipate and vanish at any moment.

"This Blood Light Avatar is still difficult to stabilize." Chen Qing frowned slightly.

Although the Nascent Soul level techniques he currently possesses are quite powerful, they are actually very few in number.

That lightning-tribulation sword, nurtured in a distant land, is a magical treasure cultivated through one's own life force. It possesses the greatest power, yet can only be retrieved by going there in person.

The tiny bit of blood light that has barely coalesced is actually the Blood River Transformation Technique, a supernatural ability at the Nascent Soul level.

This method originated from "Li Qing" in his second dream, and was refined by extracting the essence of the extraterrestrial demon. His present-day self received feedback from this and also mastered it.

However, this third incarnation, having not cultivated from scratch, can only draw upon a trace of power through the connection between the projections of others. Thus, it is like a tree without roots or water without a source, unable to last long, let alone unleash its true power.

Logically, if he were to slowly condense and spend some time, he could, through persistent effort, truly solidify and take root in this body, but...

"Although I gained the upper hand in the battle with the Sky Patrol that day by relying on the Extraordinary True Light, if more things get involved in the future, I will still need some other means. I need to replenish my arsenal as soon as possible..."

As Chen Qing was pondering this, a faint, ethereal Buddhist aura suddenly emanated from the depths of his dantian.

The flickering blood-red light, invaded by this Buddhist aura, suddenly dimmed and then uncontrollably dissipated, transforming into wisps of blood energy that flowed back into Chen Qing's body through his seven orifices.

Chen Qing frowned even more deeply.

"In these three days of attempts, even the Blood Sea Incarnation has been unable to fully manifest. This third body of mine in the dream was formed by cutting off half of a Demon Buddha's Dao Fruit. It naturally possesses a Buddha-nature, and seems to have a strong aversion to such demonic methods. But since that Dao Fruit originated from the Demon Buddha, how could it be unable to control demonic techniques? Perhaps it is not that it cannot bear it, but that I have not yet comprehended the key to it? Only the profound method of integrating Buddha and demon, using Buddha to control demon, can be compatible with this body?"

He pondered to himself that he might look for such techniques in the real world during the next break between dreams, but for now, there was no need to dwell on it.

"The Thunder Tribulation Sword is too far away to help in a fire, and the Blood Sea Incarnation is limited by the characteristics of this body. Right now, the only Nascent Soul methods we can rely on are these two external realms."

Thinking of this, Chen Qing's mind stirred slightly.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Two bursts of light emanated from behind him, spreading out!
To the left is a vast forest of steles, with the phantom images of hundreds of stone tablets floating and sinking, which is the exterior view of the stele forest that he had long ago solidified.

The scene on the right is completely different, with a hazy, ethereal light and swirling clouds.

A phantom image of a Buddha sits slumped in the void, but only half of his body is solid, while the other half is blurry and indistinct, seemingly both alive and dead.

The solid half-body image is solemn and dignified, filled with compassion, and echoed with the sounds of chanting and Buddhist chants. However, the blurred half-body image exudes a strange and chaotic charm, which is incompatible with the solemn Buddha light, yet strangely blends together with it!
The sacred and the wicked coexist!
“The scenery outside the Stele Forest has been nourished by the charm of Emperor Taiyuan and has begun to reveal many mysteries. Whether it is to divide and fight enemies or to suppress and seal, it can be used at will. However, this scenery outside the Half-Buddha, although it has been stabilized, its characteristics are not yet fully clear.”

Chen Qing glanced at the two exterior views and compared them in his mind.

"Currently, this half-Buddha's appearance has roughly two uses. First, it is the Buddhist method of salvation, which can arouse the opponent's inner demons and disturb their mind and will. Second, it can manifest this half-Buddha's appearance, turning the illusory into the real. Although it is only half a body, it contains immense power, enough to withstand the Nascent Soul Divine Power. It can be regarded as a decisive attack method."

He didn't rush to explore the changes in the scenery further, but instead looked up at the sky.

As the sun rises in the east, its rays gradually paint the forest with vibrant colors.

"It's about time. We should head to that deserted Zen Temple to see the so-called rare treasure."

Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Qing stood up, completely concealing his aura, instantly appearing like an ordinary person.

"That Zhang San was given to Consort Li, and he was supposed to gather intelligence and send it over, but he hasn't shown up yet. I don't know if he deserted or if something unexpected happened to him?"

Chen Qing didn't wait long. He got up, quickly assessed the direction, and started walking. In a few flashes, he disappeared into the vast forest.

Kuchan Temple.

Today, Kuchan Mountain is even more bustling than usual.

Outside the mountain gate, the light of escape continued unabated.

There were high monks draped in brocade robes, true practitioners in Taoist robes, scions of noble families in fine clothes, and independent practitioners in sturdy attire.

People from all walks of life, a motley crew, have come because of the extraordinary treasure that is about to appear in the world.

Among the crowd, Mang Shoutuo stood in one place, Murong Gu and his disciple Murong Zhiqing stood quietly to the side, while Zheng Qingtian was chatting with someone.

Ling Jue and Yun Shuyue, two disciples of the Hidden Star Sect, observed their surroundings with slight nervousness. There was another person beside them. This person was not old, dressed in the Hidden Star Sect's attire, and had a bright and lively eye. He was specially dispatched by the Hidden Star Sect after receiving information about Chen Qing. His name was Zhao Qingjian, and he was considered one of the most well-informed disciples in the Hidden Star Sect. He traveled around all year round and had a wide circle of friends.

At that moment, he was quietly explaining the situation to everyone.

"Those men in the moon-white monk robes are the stewards of the 'Jingchen Temple' on Mount Sumeru. The leader is the Abbot Mingjing, who is profound in Buddhist teachings and is said to have touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage. He is not to be trifled with."

He then gestured for everyone to look to the other side, where there were several monks dressed in crimson robes, their breath hot.

“Those are the monks of the ‘Blazing Fire Hall’ of Dalun Temple. The leader is Master Liekong, who has a fiery temper and cultivates the Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique, which is incomparably fierce.”

……

In just a short while, he rattled off the names and factions of everyone present, leaving Ling Jue and Yun Shuyue speechless with astonishment. They hadn't expected this extraordinary treasure to attract so many experts. After the introduction, Zhao Qingjian looked at Mang Shoutuo and asked inquiringly, "Commander Mang, you sent a message saying that Uncle Chen would be coming today?"

Mang Shou Tuo nodded, his eyes full of certainty: "Before the young master left, he personally instructed that after dealing with those two, he would come to this Zen temple to meet with us. Judging by the time, it should be about time."

Zhao Qingjian nodded upon hearing this, and was about to say something more when he suddenly sensed something. Looking up, he saw a group of people walking in the distance. His expression changed slightly, and he quickly said to the others, "Everyone, please be careful. Those people dressed in black tight-fitting clothes embroidered with the Xie Zhi pattern of the Sky Patrol Division are from the Celestial Dynasty's Sky Patrol Division. The leader is Yan Feng, a commander under the Southern Garrison Commander of the Sky Patrol Division. He comes from the Yan family and is known for his incorruptibility and ruthless methods. He specializes in apprehending wanted criminals. His presence here is probably not just for the rare treasure."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Feng's gaze swept over the patrol team, paused slightly on Zheng Qingtian, and then walked over with several subordinates, striding over with great swagger!

"Who do we have here? It's you, Zheng Qingtian!" Yan Feng stood before the crowd, his voice booming. "Leader of the Lieyun Gang, what a show of power! Someone has reported that your Lieyun Gang is involved with the rebels of the Rebellious Alliance and is suspected of harboring wanted criminals! I now suspect you are also involved in several attacks on government offices and the looting of tribute. You are here with me immediately for investigation!"

He waved his hand, and several elite Sky Patrol officers immediately stepped forward, locking their auras onto Zheng Qingtian, intending to arrest him on the spot!
Everyone who saw it was shocked.

Logically speaking, a big shot like Zheng Qingtian, even if there were concrete charges against him, would not be captured in a place like this. He must have been prepared.

"There's something wrong here; they're deliberately trying to cause trouble!"

Mang Shoutuo and the others exchanged glances, all of them noticing something amiss.

“Yan Feng, you need to be based on evidence when you speak,” Zheng Qingtian said, his expression unchanged. “I, Zheng, act with integrity and uprightness. Everyone in the Lieyun Gang is dedicated to protecting the people! You say I have connections with the Rebellious Alliance, do you have any evidence?!”

"Evidence?" Yan Feng sneered. "Once you're in the Sky Patrol Bureau's prison, you'll have all the evidence you need! Take him down!"

"Let's see who dares!" Mang Shoutuo roared, taking a step forward, his powerful blood and qi erupting like a savage elephant shaking the earth, blocking Zheng Qingtian's path. "Without any evidence, you think you can arrest someone just because of your words? When did the Sky Patrol Division become so domineering!"

He had gotten along exceptionally well with Zheng Qingtian these past few days, and since the latter had been working diligently for Chen Qing, he had long considered him one of his own, so he took the initiative to protect him.

Murong Gu frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Commander Yan, today is the day the rare treasure of Kuchan Temple appears in the world, and guests from all directions have gathered. Is it inappropriate to use force to arrest people here? Could you give me some face and discuss this matter after this is over?"

Yan Feng's gaze swept over Murong Gu, recognizing his identity as a member of the Li Yang Palace. His expression changed, revealing surprise, but his tone softened slightly: "Daoist Murong, it's not that I'm being disrespectful, but it's simply my duty! This villain is of great importance and must be detained immediately! There are further instructions from above: if he dares to resist, it will be considered defying the laws of the Immortal Dynasty, and he will be executed without exception!"

"From above?" Mang Shou Tuo frowned. "Who gave the order?"

"That's none of your business," Yan Feng replied coldly, a murderous aura emanating from him as he lunged at the group.

Upon seeing this, Ling Jue and Yun Shuyue immediately turned pale and their palms became sweaty.

Murong Zhiqing also looked worried and couldn't help but look towards the mountain gate again.

The surrounding crowd was drawn to the conflict, turning their attention to it and discussing it amongst themselves, but no one stepped forward to interfere with the Sky Patrol Bureau's investigation.

Zheng Qingtian narrowed his eyes, his whole body tense.

He knew that if he were taken away by the Sky Patrol Division, he would be severely injured, if not killed, and the Rift Cloud Gang would likely fall apart! But if he resisted here, he would be guilty of opposing the imperial court, and the consequences would be equally unimaginable!

But to be honest, he had no idea what place had offended the officials of the Immortal Dynasty, which had led them to take action in this deserted temple!
Yan Feng watched his struggle, his sneer growing even stronger.

At this moment when the situation is tense and about to break out.

"Brother Zheng, you've been implicated because of me."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the sound.

From the direction of the mountain gate, a person was walking towards them, dressed in black.

Chen Qing strode in, his steps leisurely, as if he were strolling in a garden, seemingly oblivious to the somber and tense atmosphere in the room.

"Brother!" Upon seeing him, Zheng Qingtian's tense mind inexplicably relaxed.

Mang Shoutuo, Murong Zhiqing, and others also showed joy on their faces.

The moment Yan Feng saw Chen Qing's face clearly, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he revealed a "just as I thought" smile!

"It really was you!" He abruptly turned his attention to Chen Qing, his gaze sharp as a sword. "The intelligence was indeed accurate! You were the one who colluded with the Rebellious Alliance and attacked my colleagues in the Sky Patrol Division!"

"What? An attack on the Sky Patrol Division?"

"The Rebellion Alliance? They're traitors officially designated by the imperial court! I've heard they've committed numerous major crimes!"

"Who is this person, that he dares to collude with the Rebellion Alliance?"

A commotion immediately erupted around them, and the gazes directed at Chen Qing were filled with shock, fear, and vigilance.

This was exactly the effect Yan Feng wanted. He then waved his hand and shouted sternly, "Guards! Seize this scoundrel for me! Dead or alive, no matter what!"

"Here!"

The elite troops of the Sky Patrol Division, who had been waiting in ambush, responded in unison, their voices shaking the heavens!
In an instant, figures flashed and a strong wind howled!
Several sharp sword lights and talismanic glows, mixed with the sound of chains tearing through the air, enveloped Chen Qing from all directions!

As Yan Feng shouted, he turned and yelled towards the depths of the temple, "Master Jingyan! Please activate the temple's grand formation as agreed and help me suppress this fiend!"

The roaring sound spread throughout the square, clearly indicating an attempt to use the power of the Kuchan Temple to form an encirclement!
however……

The temple was very quiet.

The anticipated scene of chanting, soaring Buddha light, and the activation of the great formation did not occur.

The Kuchan Temple remained completely unresponsive!

"what?!"

Yan Feng's fierce expression froze instantly, turning into astonishment and anger!
He knew perfectly well how terrifying "Chenqiu" was from the urgent reports from Commander Yan Luming and Zhou Qingzheng!
This person not only possesses multiple bizarre techniques, but also seems to have terrifying combat power approaching the Nascent Soul level! Because of this, after obtaining further information and basically confirming the other party's identity, he specifically communicated with the Kuchan Temple in advance, using this Buddhist site and the temple's formations to have some confidence in keeping the person there, and that's why he brought his men here!
But now, the temple has changed its mind at the last minute?!

"These bald monks! They've gone back on their word! They've ruined my plans!" Yan Feng was both shocked and furious. A chill ran through him. Without the temple's array to help him, how could the people he brought possibly suppress this ferocious god?

Just as his mind raced, filled with doubt and uncertainty...

(End of this chapter)