The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

Chen Xing was curious. He had never been in contact with anything related to gods before, and he had only come here today hoping to try his luck.

No one expected that what happened next would be completely beyond their expectations.

The moment the cup hit the ground, it instantly became a symbol of yin and yang – the Holy Grail!

The old man's pupils constricted suddenly, and he was startled. He quickly picked up the Holy Grail and threw it again.

But after several throws, the Holy Grail always landed on the ground. In a short period of time, he threw three Holy Grails in a row.

Chen Xing told him to keep throwing, and then he threw three more!

What this means is self-evident.

At that moment, the old man's eyes changed completely.

This is a monk from the Baiheshi Temple. Six consecutive holy cups are extremely rare. There must be a reason for this unusual event, and whatever the reason, he must intervene.

The monk first asked Chen Xing to take Chen Duoduo to rest, and then the two returned to the hall. He slowly began to explain the rules.

"The gods cannot arbitrarily interfere with human affairs. Only during temple fairs, sacrifices, and formal ceremonies are exceptions possible. But right now, you do not have that opportunity."

According to local Taiwanese customs, only when a truly monstrous demon appears on a particular day, causing divine wrath and widespread suffering, wreaking havoc on the world and causing rivers of blood, will the righteous gods make an exception and intervene in human karma.

Simply put, he could use his own methods to help Chen Xing maneuver a bit, but he absolutely could not persuade the White Crane Boy to descend in his true form.

Chen Xing pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then slowly said, "I understand. Let's prepare our defensive weapons, gather a few friends, and attack together. I'll lead the charge, so we don't need to trouble the Immortal Venerable."

The old man shook his head again: "Grumble, have you ever seen a master personally step in? If something happens to me, there will be no one left here... Besides, this Great Black Buddha Mother has placed a curse on you, and you attracted it here, so you will have to deal with it yourself."

Chen Xing asked again, "So?"

"I'll give you something to help you get rid of the curse on that child, and also that stuff you mentioned circulating online..."

Chen Xing understood. He thought he could team up with a big shot, but it turned out he still had to go on his own.

Old man: "Don't worry, don't worry, as long as you take what I give you, you won't die even if you can't win."

The old man turned around and soon handed Chen Xing a hiking backpack. When Chen Xing opened it, he found it filled with talismans, a red gourd, a command sword, and a talisman folded into a triangle.

To Chen Xing's surprise, there was also an A4 sheet of paper with various precautions and such.

"Everything's ready so quickly!"

"Hey, these days the internet is so developed, and so are the cults. Just last month, someone committed suicide after being scammed online and became a ghost. Every ten days or so, someone comes. These are all prepared in advance. It's not that Lin Bei doesn't want to give more, it's just that these things have costs. I'm already being lenient by not asking you for money."

Chen Xing didn't seem to mind, and then asked curiously, "Could you help me get some things?"

"What?"

"Detonators and bombs, anything that can explode is fine."

The next moment, the old man's gaze towards him suddenly became strange.

"Lin Bei is a Buddhist monk, not an arms dealer."

Chen Xing was somewhat disappointed. It seemed he would have to find a solution himself. After giving the items to Chen Xing, the old master from Linbei left a phone number and let him leave.

He stated frankly that he is now a murder suspect and cannot linger in such places, otherwise they will be in trouble.

But Duoduo can stay here, for the White Crane Boy protects her, and even the Great Black Buddha Mother, after burning herself out, cannot enter.

Chen Xing made an agreement with the other party that if he did not return in seven days, he should call the police.

"Everything is ready now, except... no, Xie Qiming's condition is still a bit dangerous."

Now that Xie Qiming is all alone, the Great Black Buddha Mother could easily take action against him. However, she had put on a little show of feigning distress before, and if she were to go see him now, all her efforts would be in vain.

That's a problem.

Chen Xing was racking his brains trying to figure out how to get to the hospital, and he was already recalling all sorts of Hong Kong movie tropes he had seen before, trying to figure out how to sneakily fool the police.

Suddenly he realized, "That's not right. Now all of the Black Buddha Mother's hatred is on me. Without the camera, Xie Qiming won't attract any attention at all. If I go, I'll only be harming people."

Upon realizing this, Chen Xing abandoned the idea.

Take out your phone and search for the nearest fireworks and firecrackers processing plant.

........

"Today's News Flash: Fireworks factories in Taichung and Kaohsiung have encountered..."

Deep in the mountains, Chen Xing solemnly operated the firework tube in his hand.

"That's right, following the recipe..."

Chen Xing carefully filled the container.

next moment.

Bang!

"Holy crap!"

Chen Xing was thrown into the air by a wave of heat.

A moment later, Chen Xing, expressionless, moved to another spot and continued to hand-make explosives. The finished products he got from the fireworks factory did not meet his requirements.

So he needs to rearrange his resources, but it's clear he's not cut out for it... so the success rate isn't high.

Fortunately, he was very resistant to explosions; no matter how many times he was bombed, he wouldn't die.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

After his persistent efforts, he finally obtained four super-powerful homemade explosives!

Bomb making experience +4

After finishing with the explosives, Chen Xing headed straight for Chenjia Village.

Tired from walking, he took out his phone to check Li Ruonan's online channel and found that all the videos on it had been deleted, and some science videos had appeared on the local channel.

"Fortunately, this can be considered as having some effect."

Chen Xing traveled over mountains and valleys, and it wasn't impossible for him to find a vehicle, but he discovered that walking was more convenient for him to train himself.

The poisonous insects, snakes, and ants he encountered in the forest were not found in the border area.

Chen Xing encountered a venomous snake and deliberately let it bite him to experience the pain of the venom spreading throughout his body, causing blood proteins to break down and muscles to dissolve.

His skin was cut by thorns and quickly scabbed over, healing itself. Chen Xing used this method to allow his body to adapt to nature.

Increase your physical strength.

His only regret was that he couldn't delay the Great Black Buddha Mother. He couldn't find some martial arts masters to spar with. To improve his strength quickly, he needed to fight other people.

Three days passed, and in the process of fighting against countless vines, Chen Xing comprehended a technique that he was unsure whether it could be considered a martial arts skill.

His name is Zhe Teng Shou (折藤手).

Since the wild vines were tough and there were no knives, Chen Xing quickly broke them using his vine-breaking technique.

Faced with the sturdy giant tree, Chen Xing used his hands as axes to chop and clear a path. At first, his hands bled profusely and his bones cracked, causing him great pain. However, after a while, his hand bones hardened, and he was no longer so injured.

Similarly, all these techniques are condensed into one style.

Since it involved dealing with a large tree, Chen Xing's playful side emerged, and he simply called it the "tree-felling family."

After Chen Xing left the primeval forest, he came to a village road that had been abandoned for many years. A clay statue of a god, about the size of a forearm and with an indistinct face, appeared before him.

Chen Xing glanced at it and then ignored it, before looking down the village road.

Take out your phone to compare.

We've arrived at Chenjia Village.