Awakening to cultivate immortality, he impulsively marries a beautiful CEO on the day of his divorce

Meanwhile, Xu Linwei was extremely nervous.

"Honey, where are you?"

"I'm in Yaojia Village!"

"I knew you went to Yaojia Village. The news just reported a major earthquake in the Yunzhan Mountain area. Are you alright?"

So that's what it was about. Chen Yi smiled slightly, his voice becoming even gentler.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Your husband is so capable, what could possibly happen to him?"

He already knows what happened.

It's certain that the authorities are suppressing information and falsely reporting an earthquake.

Xu Linwei breathed a sigh of relief: "Come back as soon as you're done. I saw on TV that the disaster is quite serious. Don't go to Yunzhan Mountain."

How could it not be serious? All the villages within a hundred miles were in ruins, and there were mudslides everywhere.

"I understand, I'll be back tomorrow."

Chen Yi said.

We chatted for a couple more minutes and then hung up.

Just as they arrived at the village entrance, several Special Investigations Bureau warriors came over.

"Director Lei, Elder Gu, we just found this. What is it?"

Lei Zhen's face darkened immediately upon seeing this.

"It's scrap, take it back first."

That was Yan Wuhen's Soul-Suppressing Banner, which was shattered by the red-clothed ghost immortal with a single palm strike.

The thought of Yan Wuhen filled him with rage.

Those guys from ancient martial arts families are just unreliable.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Yi exclaimed, "Let me see!"

The martial artist handed the Soul-Suppressing Banner to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi naturally recognized that this was the remnant of the Soul-Suppressing Banner. Although it had been destroyed, its materials were not simple.

This thing can be repaired and reforged; it would be an excellent magic weapon for dealing with ghost immortals.

"Director Lei, give me this thing, I'll take it and study it."

Lei Zhen looked at Gu Tianming.

Gu Tianming was one of the eight founding members of the Special Investigation Bureau and was highly respected.

He nodded upon seeing this.

"Take it if you find it useful, Senior Chen."

Chen Yi was delighted: "Thank you very much."

It was stored in the Qiankun Bag.

……

On the other side, deep in the valley, a young man emerged from a cave, looked around, and ran wildly northward.

He was none other than Yan Wuhen.

With the Soul-Suppressing Banner destroyed, and knowing he couldn't defeat the Ghost Immortal, he abandoned everyone and fled.

But after running for dozens of kilometers, he realized that no matter what he did, he couldn't get out of the area.

Later, the valley shook violently, and Yan Wuhen was so frightened that he hid in a cave.

He didn't emerge until everything had calmed down.

Looking around, everything had returned to its old state.

Yan Wuhen was overjoyed and ran north, preparing to return to the Yan family.

After running for several miles, they saw an old man walking towards them with a limp.

"Old man, get out of the way!"

The mountain path was narrow, and Yan Wuhen shouted loudly.

"What did you say?"

The old man stopped, but wouldn't move aside. He looked up at Yan Wuhen, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Young people these days are so rude. They don't even give way to an old man like me, and they yell at me."

"That hard-of-hearing old man!"

Yan Wuhen was speechless and had no choice but to slow down and prepare to go around the edge of the mountain road.

However, just as he reached the edge, the old man also staggered to the edge and blocked his way.

"Old man, are you blind?!"

Yan Wuhen was already in a bad mood, and when he encountered such a lousy old man, his temper flared up immediately.

He had no choice but to go around to the side again.

However, the old man also went around to the side and blocked his way again.

"You old geezer, you're asking for a beating!"

Yan Wuhen could no longer hold back and raised his hand to punch the old man in the face.

"Sigh, young people these days really don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young."

call!

The next moment, a large, iron-like hand gripped Yan Wuhen's throat.

"You...you..."

Yan Wuhen was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he was terrified.

"Grandmaster, who... are you?"

This old geezer in front of me is actually a Grandmaster!

Hehehe!

The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "My real name is long forgotten; everyone calls me—Bloody Hand Butcher!"

"Bloody Butcher!"

Instantly, Yan Wuhen felt his liver and gallbladder shatter.

That was a notorious villain who had killed countless people, a Grandmaster-level expert!

"Senior...Senior! It's a misunderstanding...a misunderstanding! I am Yan Wuhen of the Yan family of Yanshan, please have mercy!"

"I know you are Yan Wuhen. I wouldn't be looking for anyone else."

Bloodhand Butcher said with a sinister smile.

Ah!

Yan Wuhen was even more terrified. It turned out that the Blood-Handed Butcher had been waiting for him here.

He came specifically to kill me!

"S-senpai, I didn't offend you!"

"But you've offended my woman, and she wants your head as a chamber pot! So, rest in peace!"

puff!

After saying that, he ripped Yan Wuhen's head off.

A column of blood shot skyward!

"Gah gah gah! This damned place has kept this old man trapped for so many hours."

"Let's go, time to find the next head."

He got lost as soon as he entered the soul space, and only found his way out when the space collapsed.

Bloodhand Butcher hung Yan Wuhen's head on his waist with a rope and swaggered down the mountain.

……

Just as Chen Yi and his group were about to get into the car, a figure ran over and grabbed Chen Yi.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns..."

Gu Tianming frowned.

"Why haven't these villagers been evacuated yet?"

The Special Investigations Bureau's evacuation team was completely baffled; where did this kid come from?

Have all the villagers already left?

That man was Yao Dazhu.

Chen Yi raised his hand to stop Gu Tianming, saying, "Elder Gu, don't be in a hurry, I know him."

This guy asks everyone he meets for steamed buns, and he probably only saw me here before grabbing me and asking for some.

He patted Yao Dazhu and said, "I don't have any steamed buns with me. Why don't you come back to the city with me, and I'll treat you to some steamed buns."

"No, no, no... I'm not going!"

Yao Dazhu, however, shook his head repeatedly while holding the wood-chopping knife, saying, "My mother said I can't leave home."

The group exchanged glances; it turned out he was a fool.

Lei Zhen said, "Major General Chen, leave him to us. We will make proper arrangements for him."

At this moment, Lingyuan stepped forward and said to Daoist Xuancheng:

"Uncle-Master Xuancheng, look at his wood-chopping knife."

Xuan Cheng looked at the wood-chopping knife in Yao Dazhu's arms and took it from him.

"Give me back my knife..."

Yao Dazhu was in a panic and was about to rush forward to grab it, but Chen Yi stopped him.

"Don't be afraid, Zhuzi. The Taoist priest is just looking at it and will return it to you in a moment."

Xuan Cheng stared at the wood-chopping knife, his expression gradually turning to shock.

"This belongs to my Pure Void Holy Land!"

Lingyuan hurriedly said, "Master said that he once left a disciple to guard Yaojia Village. This person should be a descendant of that senior brother."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Yao Dazhu.

Sect Leader Yun Song said, "This person may appear dull on the surface, but he possesses profound spiritual roots. Fellow Daoist Xuan Cheng should cultivate him carefully."

Xuan Cheng nodded and returned the wood-chopping knife to Yao Dazhu.

He said to Lei Zhen, "Director Lei, everyone has their own destiny. Let him stay in Yaojia Village. I will come and teach him the methods of cultivation."

"That's excellent."

Lei Zhen said, "I will inform the local government to take good care of him."

"Thank you, Director Lei."

Xuan Cheng bowed and said.

Lei Zhen gave instructions to his subordinates and then returned to the capital with the others by carriage.

Chen Yi, Gu Tianming, Sect Leader Yun Song, Daoist Xuan Cheng, and Lei Zhen rode together in one carriage.

Yu Cangran and Shen Shuang rode in another car.

The two vehicles drove out of the mountains.

Due to the earthquake, roads were extensively damaged, rocks landed, and some areas became narrow and difficult to traverse.

The group wasn't in a hurry and discussed the great principles in the carriage.

Xuan Cheng and the others were deeply impressed by Chen Yi's insights into Taoism.

They asked one after another the questions that had troubled them for years, and Chen Yi explained them all clearly.

Everyone was overjoyed and held Chen Yi in even higher esteem.

The sun is already nearing the western mountains.

Suddenly, the military vehicle braked sharply.

"What happened?"

Lei Zhen hurriedly asked.

"There's an old man up ahead," the driver said, sounding a little nervous.

Omg!

The car was full of big shots, and his palms never got dry the entire way he drove.

Lei Zhen looked ahead through the windshield, and his expression immediately darkened...

……