Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 173 Yin and Yang Extinguished, Corpse Qi Extinguished

Good heavens, I just tipped off Manager Chen a couple of days ago, warning him to be careful of Third Master Owl.

In the blink of an eye, Third Master Owl was gone!

The fish restaurant is gone too!
What a coincidence!

No, it was just a coincidence...

Xiao Liu promptly interrupted his own speculation.

Ignore it, don't think about it, don't ask it.

Xiao Liu immediately put on a big smile again and went to serve the next guest.

"Oh my, Lord Wang, what brings you here!"

……

Under the well roof.

Chen Shunan sat at the elm table, his eyes half-closed, contemplating the Six Scenes Revolving Diagram while eavesdropping on Lin Shouzhou's request for martial arts advice.

After pausing for only a moment, Chen Shunan sighed inwardly and withdrew his attention.

Too superficial.

Lin Shouzhou's martial arts and the questions he asked were not as simple and clumsy as a child's abacus for Chen Shunan at present.

He wasn't even qualified to draw inferences from similar cases.

but……

I recall the scene where Old Feng's legs, like tree roots, merged with the aerial roots of the banyan tree and disappeared into the ground.

A thought suddenly occurred to Chen Shunan.

"Senior, I also have some questions about the cultivation of true meaning that I would like to ask you."

As soon as Lin Shouzhou left, Chen Shunan walked up to Elder Feng and bowed deeply.

Feng Lao's face remained calm as he glanced at Chen Shunan indifferently.

Is that really what they mean?
Such insatiable greed, can you even understand why...?

"what?"

You wouldn't believe it until you see it; once you do, Old Feng exclaims in surprise.

How could it have happened in just a few days?

In a daze, he actually felt that Chen Shunan seemed to possess a terrifying power, like a hibernating snake encountering the awakening of spring in February, waiting for the first thunder of spring to transform into a dragon or snake, bursting with vitality and reversing aging.

"Something's not right. Why does it seem to have the aura of a martial arts deity... Is this the mystery of the Three Refinements Body and the Harmony of the Martial Tendons Body?"

Feng Lao vaguely felt that something was wrong with Chen Shunan, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Ultimately, he could only attribute it to Chen Shunan's unique constitution.

After all, the mysteries of martial arts are something that people today are still studying.

The exact number of types of the Three Refinements Body, the effects of the Chonghe Martial Body in "harmonizing bones and qi, generating essence and blood," and its ultimate limits are all still unknown.

especially……

Chen Shunan was quite perceptive and actually took the initiative to pour tea and serve water.

Wait, is this still authentic Sparrow Tongue tea? Boiled with Miyun spring water?!

Ah, this taste is something I haven't experienced in years.

That kid Zhao Guangxi really deserves a beating!
They're not even as good as an outsider!
Therefore, Elder Feng's voice became more serious, and his gaze towards Chen Shun'an became more benevolent. He said,
"If you have any questions, just ask. I will answer them to the best of my ability."

Chen Shunan pondered for a moment, organized his thoughts, and said,
"Elder Feng, I am over fifty years old and have only recently risen to prominence. I have been diligently studying and practicing, taking all kinds of elixirs, but for some reason, the more I cultivate recently, the more I feel something strange under my body, as if something is about to grow out?"

"Oh? You've actually reached the realm of 'all Yin impurities are exhausted, and the corpse energy is extinguished'? Not bad, not bad. If you don't perish, you can at least reach the realm of 'slaying the four thieves' one day..."

Upon hearing this, Elder Feng looked at Chen Shunan with some surprise.

A brief praise.

Uh, at least? Chen has already killed five thieves...

Chen Shunan muttered a couple of words to himself, then asked a question with a puzzled look on his face.

"Senior, what does 'when all the yin impurities are exhausted, the corpse energy is extinguished' mean?"

"I suppose you also know that the true meaning of slaying the six thieves is, in essence, the process of subduing the consciousness, isn't it?"

Chen Shunan nodded and said, "This junior understands."

All spirits in the world, whether born from moisture or womb, whether they practice martial arts or develop intelligence and spirituality, cannot escape the process of enlightening their primordial spirit and severing their conscious spirit.

The primordial spirit is born from the innate primordial energy and is the most essential and original life foundation of a person. If it is manifested externally, it is the aptitude for martial arts, various talents, and even the three-stage martial body refinement.

A weak primordial spirit indicates congenital deficiencies, leading to frequent illnesses in youth, a higher risk of premature death, and extreme difficulty in martial arts cultivation.

Basically, those who can practice martial arts will not have a weak primordial spirit.

The consciousness is the desire that arises from eating grains and experiencing joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. It is like dark clouds pressing down, obscuring the primordial spirit, making it unclear, blinded by self-interest, and causing it to make all sorts of foolish and stupid moves. In other words, it is a mind clouded by calamity, and it may even actively seek death.

The ignorant villagers say that people are possessed by ghosts, their personalities change drastically, and they jump off cliffs or into the water. In reality, it is just that their conscious mind has run rampant and has completely overwhelmed their primordial spirit.

Therefore, the six thieves of the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, when fused together, are actually the 'consciousness'!
What the True Meaning Realm seeks to do is to gradually sever the consciousness and allow the primordial spirit to fully awaken!

To seize a martial arts deity is to seize one's own primordial spirit!
Feng Lao said quietly, "Then it's simple. Is it really that simple to destroy the consciousness, or even transform it into the primordial spirit?"

"The two are inherently two sides of yin and yang, each containing the other, both being yourself. Consciousness is like impurities; when these impurities are completely removed, the corpse energy is extinguished and the life force is abruptly severed. When the primordial spirit takes form, the mortal body dies and the soul and spirit are both empty."

"This is the process of going from death to life; if you're not careful, you'll end up like me..."

Old Feng made no attempt to hide his actions, lifting his long robe to reveal his legs, which were almost wooden and had merged into the banyan tree, and said...

"The fate of a person whose life force is about to be severed and whose soul is about to be scattered. The cultivation method I practice is called the 'Longevity Technique of Separating from Wood.' It is not powerful enough for offensive purposes, but it is good for nourishing life and prolonging life. It is naturally close to various precious plants, so only by relying on external objects, such as this banyan tree, can I continue to live."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan frowned slightly.

He agreed with most of what Elder Feng said.

But Chen Shunan found the last phrase, "relying on external things," rather strange. He had been working in Wuqing County for decades, and in the first ten years or so, he didn't recall seeing such a magnificent banyan tree on Nanguan Street, with its aerial roots as thick as buckets.

After all, Nanguan Street is a main street with a constant flow of merchants and vehicles. How could they easily allow a gnarled tree to stand in the middle of the street, causing people to detour and endure inconvenience?
If you can leave, then leave. If you don't know what's good for you, you've already been killed!

Chen Shunan vaguely remembered that it was a rainy night more than ten years ago, when Zhao Guangxi had just become the owner and purchased Wohujing...

A banyan tree rises from the ground.

The people accepted it indifferently and took it for granted.

If we extrapolate based on this timeline, the timing of Elder Feng's presence at Crouching Tiger Well and the appearance of the banyan tree are almost exactly the same.

Chen Shunan said in a deep voice, "Elder Feng, is it possible that this banyan tree is you?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Feng rolled his eyes at Chen Shun'an, his expression slightly annoyed, and said...

"You scoundrel, what nonsense are you spouting! How can a person transform into a monster, a tree, or a flower? This banyan tree was planted here a long time ago; I came later!"

"in short!"

Old Feng said, "Once you overcome the hurdle of 'all yin impurities are exhausted, and the corpse energy is extinguished'..."

At this point, a glint of fanaticism flashed in Old Feng's eyes, and even his voice became slightly distorted.

"The three refinements are about to be combined, laying the foundation for becoming a Martial God! A Martial Arts Grandmaster is within reach! This banyan tree that I've continued is the foundation of my Martial Arts! I may die, but I'm also alive! Hahaha, kid, do you understand!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan was somewhat alarmed.

You're practically turning into a tree, becoming a tree spirit, and you still say this is the foundation of your martial arts?

You've gone astray!

However, through this consultation, Chen Shunan also understood one thing.

The more of the six thieves one kills, the closer one gets to seeing the divine consciousness. While possessing immense power, one will also fall into the abyss.

They were trapped in this state of 'all yin impurities are exhausted, and the corpse energy is extinguished'.

In fact, this process had already begun to take shape at the second-rate level long ago.

For example, Lin Shouzhuo, the violent ape, and Zhao Guangxi, the cat ghost god.

Meat Ganoderma, Chen Shunan.

If one fails to overcome this hurdle, at best one will become like Elder Feng, half-mad and half-insane, with their life force about to be severed, or even gradually transform into a demon.

More importantly...

I'm afraid I'll become that big black snake.

But once you get through that...

"What rampant consciousness, what filthy corpse energy, I will suppress them all! I am the Grandmaster, no evil can approach me, and all demons look down upon me!"

Chen Shunan suddenly realized.

Becoming a martial arts grandmaster was one of the key ways for him to break through the layers of demonic fog surrounding the Changbai Holy Dynasty.

"Restrain the mind like a monkey and you will become a monkey; tether the will like a horse and you will become a dragon. This is the way of a master."

……

"Have you noticed that Manager Chen always takes a nap under the shed? He often falls asleep while doing accounts or talking..."

"What? Is that so? This won't do! What if he catches a cold? What if he gets a headache from not having a pillow?! I'll go buy Manager Chen a foot warmer and a backrest pillow to give him some support!"

"You sycophant, I am ashamed to associate with you!"

"Huh? Where are you going?"

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just a small room in the well shed. The wooden bed there is old and creaks. I had nothing better to do, so I fixed it."

If it were the previous Chen Shun'an, sleeping so soundly, others would only think that he was old and tired, and that it was a sign that his vital energy was beginning to decline.

But now, the others and these servants are so afraid that Chen Shunan hasn't slept well or comfortably that they are vying to serve him.

Is that what they call being sleepy in old age?
That's called exhausting one's energy and effort!

backbone?

dignity?

None of this matters to Manager Chen!
As dusk settled, Chen Shunan slowly awoke, chuckled and scolded the group of attentive and caring Shui San'er for a few moments, before finally walking out of Wohu Well with his hands behind his back.

They hailed a private sedan chair and returned to the Chen residence.

After dinner and a medicinal bath, he fell asleep as usual, nestled against Wan Niang's pillow.

It was late at night, and Chen Shunan got up with practiced ease.

Upon arriving at Bajiazhuang, his figure disappeared into a patch of wasteland.

Suddenly, will-o'-the-wisps appeared, and various stalls were set up in front of rows of desolate graves and broken tiles.

Perhaps sensing that Chen Shunan was not to be trifled with and that his aura was obscure, the martial artist guarding the Ghost Market changed his expression and quickly made way for him.

Some vendors, waiting for a better price and hoping someone would take the bait, couldn't help but call out, inviting Chen Shunan to come to their stalls and take a look.

However, Chen Shunan did not linger and went to several stalls with a clear purpose.

Zhao Guangxi plans to join forces with major powers in Wuqing County, including Wuguanying, to launch an attack on Zhao Guanghui at his inauguration banquet tomorrow.

Although we have a large number of people, the advantage lies with us.

However, there is always the possibility of unforeseen divine encounters, which is an unstable factor.

Chen Shunan still felt somewhat uneasy, so he had already made a trip to the black market a couple of days ago to prepare for the last minute and select suitable pills and equipment.

However, given Chen Shunan's current vision and strength, ordinary things are not worthy of his attention.

So after stating his needs, he asked some black market vendors to help him collect and keep an eye out for information.

Money makes the world go round, so these little devils were naturally happy to help.

(End of this chapter)