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

Chapter 191 A Woman named Qingchen, A Method to Break Through the Barrier

All those vast tracts of fertile land have become history.

This Mianyi Residence was an attached courtyard of one of the wealthy households, not considered the main residence.

The main house was demolished long ago.

Even so, it was near the East Gate, a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle, facing south, and had three courtyards.

Most importantly, this family dug a pond in a corner of the courtyard and bribed officials to secretly open a hole in the public canal to divert water into their own pond.

Although it is neither flowing water nor a spring, the water quality is turbid, belonging to the lowest category of turbid water.

But having a pond of water is something that almost all the people of Wuqing dream of.

They moved into the Mianyi Residence.

as predicted.

Inside the courtyard, a screen wall is carved with a picture of pine trees and cranes symbolizing longevity, and the roof of the hard gable tile roof is covered with a thin layer of snow.

Although the lanterns under the eaves were not lit, they exuded a rustic and elegant charm, far surpassing the humble abode in Chaodou Hutong.
Especially when you see the pond dotted with lake stones and planted with weeping willows and green bamboo.

The noise of the outside world faded away, leaving only this little world.

If one were to practice martial arts or cultivate here, it would be extremely difficult for outsiders to discover such a thing unless it caused a major disturbance.

Chen Shunan then realized how precious this Mianyi house was.

Apart from its average size and lack of grandeur.

This is already considered a top-class house in Wuqing County, and it's so valuable yet unavailable that it would never be sold on the market!

Zhao Guangxi was able to choose this house and gifted it to Chen Shunan.

They truly treated him like a confidant.

Walking along the bluestone path, one encounters flowers and willows all the way.

I came across a secluded little courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a beautiful grape trellis.

A swing hangs below, swaying gently in the evening breeze.

Although the grapes had fallen, they were covered with a layer of snow.

But it seems to have been carefully tended to, as there are no fallen leaves on the ground, and the vines are gnarled and intertwined, which is quite elegant.

The door to the main room opened with a "creak".

A woman in a moon-white Taoist robe emerged, her black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and the loose robe could not hide her curvaceous figure.

Her face was bare of makeup, yet it exuded a serene and otherworldly charm.

"This humble Taoist priest, having cleansed himself of worldly dust, respectfully welcomes your distinguished guest."

The nun bowed slightly, her movements graceful and charming.

She is truly alluring without being seductive, charming without being vulgar.

"No need for formalities. This house, along with everything inside, now belongs to the Chen family."

Chen Shunan spoke with the casualness of the host as he strolled into the room.

"Qingchen already knows, Consort Chen."

Qingchen followed slowly behind, showing neither anger nor joy.

The room was simply furnished, with only a censer of sandalwood incense wafting softly, and an unfinished copy of the Diamond Sutra lying on the desk.

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan's gaze sharpened. He then sat down at the desk and looked at Qingchen with a scrutinizing gaze, saying...
"Who are you? How old are you? Why have you ended up in a nunnery? What is the name of this sutra, and do you understand its meaning?"

Qingchen lowered her eyes, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"Qingchen is from Fujian. His ancestors were originally a salt transport business, but their family was later raided and their property confiscated due to their involvement in the Lianghuai salt monopoly case. This humble Taoist..."

Chen Shunan interrupted Qingchen.

"You may refer to yourself as 'this humble servant,' 'this concubine,' or 'this little girl,' but you must never refer to yourself as 'this poor Taoist.'"

His words carried an undeniable air of dominance.

The title "Poor Taoist" is too grand; it's not something an ordinary person can handle.

"...Qingchen was sent to a nunnery when she was young." Qingchen paused for a moment, then continued, "She studied the Four Books and Five Classics and played Peking Opera, Bangzi Opera, and Yue Opera. She has been doing this for about twenty years."

"As for this scripture, it is called 'Youxue Qionglin'. It is written in parallel prose and is just a rudimentary book for enlightening children."

pat!

Chen Shunan picked up the Diamond Sutra from the table, threw it heavily on the ground in front of Qingchen, and said coldly, "Then recite it."

Qingchen bent down and slowly picked up the scriptures, her swan neck slightly raised, seemingly unperturbed by Chen Shunan's rude behavior.

Her lips parted slightly, and her voice was elegant and refined.

Thus have I heard: At one time, the Buddha was staying at the Jeta Grove in Anathapindika's Park in Shravasti...

As Qingchen chanted the sutra, each word was clear and melodious, containing profound truths, which truly made Chen Shunan squint his eyes and immerse himself in it.

He had confirmed that the nun Qingchen in front of him, like Scholar Ma, was a talented person who could regard the Eight-Legged Essay, the Four Books and Five Classics, and other books as Taoist scriptures and military strategies.

only……

Chen Shunan glanced at the books in the room; they were all classic texts of Tantric Buddhism, such as the Maharatnakuta Sutra, the Kanjur, and the Diamond Sutra.

What Qingchen Daoist nun? She's clearly Qingchen the little nun.

Moreover, he is somewhat biased, seemingly only proficient in the scriptures of the Right Enlightenment School.

Unlike Scholar Ma, who was practically omnipotent, possessing knowledge of the Five Elements and Six Qi, martial arts strategies, and the principles of heaven and earth... he was truly a genius!

"Alright, that's good... Do all the nunneries in your temple, or rather, all the women there, know how to recite these?"

Chen Shunan interrupted Qingchen and stood up.

There are not many people who can master martial arts and strategy.

Since Chen Shunan took charge of the Imperial Edict and possessed the shattered divine status of the Water Emperor, he could ignore the omnipresent barrier of knowledge and perception of the Holy Dynasty. As a result, he encountered only a handful of people.

The only people who were on good terms with me and considered to be on my side were Scholar Ma and the infant girl in the orphanage.

Now, Qingchen is another one.

Therefore, if that nunnery can truly 'mass produce' such talents and gather a group of heroes...

"not much."

Qingchen lowered his eyes, gently brushed the dust off the scriptures, held them in his hands, and spoke calmly.

"The nunnery, including the master nuns, has a total of over sixty people, but only twenty or thirty can read and recite scriptures; the rest are...fools." Nearly half are talented?!

This ratio is terrifying!

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan became quite curious about the nunnery.

Fujian Province...

Chen Shunan secretly memorized the place name.

"I'm tired, let's dance a little and then continue chanting."

Chen Shunan picked up the wine and the fruit box, then lay back in the chair and looked at Qingchen.

Upon hearing this, Qingchen slowly put the Buddhist scriptures back on the bookshelf, then took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her hands.

In an instant, her flowing sleeves fluttered like clouds emerging from a mountain peak, her graceful figure dancing in the snow.

As he spun around, a clear and melodious chanting arose, the words distinct and clear.

It truly is a song of pearly white teeth and a dance of slender waist.

Wow, that's awesome!
Chen Shunan felt deeply ashamed of his moral decline and decided to continue his scathing critique!
And it was during this time that Chen Shunan became so engrossed in the moment that he forgot himself.

Something within him seemed to be captivated.

Several tendrils suddenly extended from the pores of his body, spreading inch by inch, undulating behind Chen Shunan, weaving into faint shadows, as if dancing in response to the rhythm spoken by Qingchen.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and the flowing sleeves drooped limply to the ground.

Boom,
Boom!
Qingchen suddenly took two steps back, the hem of his moon-white Taoist robe sweeping across the charcoal brazier on the ground, scattering a few sparks.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened, a hint of fear in them, as she pointed behind Chen Shunan.

Chen Shunan suddenly realized what was happening, his eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, the Flying Immortal Force instantly transformed into a several-foot-long, chilling bolt of lightning, which flew out silently and quietly swept past his shoulder.

All of its tentacles broke off and fell from the sky.

"Uh?!"

At the same time, Chen Shunan groaned as a piercing pain shot through him.

It was as if what had just been severed was not an external object, but one's own tendons and veins.

Chen Shunan's figure vanished instantly, flashing several times before even briefly appearing behind Qingchen, attempting to use him as a human shield to block unknown dangers.

Finally, Chen Shunan appeared under the grape trellis in the courtyard.

The snow fell on the grapevines, making a rustling sound.

He opened his hand, revealing several tendrils that resembled some kind of ginseng or lingzhi mushroom, quite resilient and full of vitality...

Then, in Chen Shunan's gaze, these tentacles almost transformed into feathers, slowly dissipating and eventually turning into a handful of dust.

The wind blew it away, leaving only a slight chill.

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan's expression suddenly turned ugly.

When the yin essence is exhausted, the corpse's energy is extinguished.

Is Mr. Chen really going to turn into a fleshy Ganoderma lucidum?!

He instinctively touched the body part where the tentacles had appeared, but it was empty and unremarkable.

He circulated his qi and blood, and felt his internal organs, yet he did not notice anything amiss.

It seems that what I just saw and felt was just an illusion.

According to Master Feng, this phenomenon is caused by the gradual subjugation of the six thieves of consciousness in martial artists who cultivate different martial arts. On the way to becoming a martial arts master, all evil is eliminated, and they move from death to life, resulting in some unusual physical changes.

However, some people have more severe abnormalities, so they need to rely on different external objects to continue their life force and increase their chances of successfully passing through the hurdle of "the extinction of yin essence and the annihilation of corpse energy".

So the old wind has been with the banyan tree all year round, inseparable... and can never be separated from it.

Feng Lao once advised Chen Shunan to make plans early and find a top-quality Ganoderma lucidum to plant at home.

This will make it easier to continue the journey in the future.

"Is this what you call a slight anomaly? Relying on external objects is like offering a sacrifice to them, becoming nourishment for them!"

Chen Shunan's gaze shifted between light and shadow, sensing that things were getting a bit tricky.

Moreover, this thing is quite unsolvable.

He underwent physical transformations by two deities, Qing Ji and Ran Yiyu, gaining the tiger tendons and leopard veins, and the opening of the Niwan point.

Whether it's the essence corresponding to the physical body or the spirit corresponding to the will.

They all far surpassed martial artists of the same realm, which is what is known as extraordinary talent or the potential of a martial saint.

However, the stronger Chen Shun'an became, the more Yin impurities he expelled, and the greater the obstacle to the annihilation of the corpse's energy.

Like a rotten seedling sprouting from fertile soil.

Fertilizer can actually become food for bad plants.

Therefore, Chen Shunan has two ways to overcome the hurdle of "eliminating all yin impurities and extinguishing all corpse energy" and eliminate the evil seedlings.

The first method is to learn from others' experiences.

Martial arts masters all successfully passed this hurdle before achieving the unity of the three refinements.

Then there was Master Tieyu, who once fought against a dragon and was the founder of the Liangjiang Martial Arts Academy; and Haichuan Martial Saint, the founder of Dachengquan who eliminated the evil demon of Xishan and the tomb-suppressing toad.

The two of them must know the inside story or possess a secret method to overcome this obstacle.

Although the former perished, they left behind tombs and iron mines, perhaps concealing some secrets.

The latter is still alive, but he is in seclusion.

The last time he appeared was ten years ago.

The second method is to burn the seedlings!

Everything has its limits, and good times will come after bad times.

Since the yin impurities are exhausted and the corpse energy is extinguished, this hurdle is related to the transformation of the conscious spirit into the primordial spirit, and to one's own essence, energy, and spirit...

Then I will continue to diligently cultivate myself, striving with courage and determination (add points).

The two major divine forms will be upgraded again, and even more divine forms will be selected.

If three aren't enough, then four...

Before breaking through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster level, he should refine the three techniques into one, making them perfectly round and flawless, and forcefully burst this evil seedling!
Simple, direct, yet effective!

(End of this chapter)