Under One Person: I can manipulate magnetic fields!

Watching the backs of Lü Ci and the others, Chen Yuan touched his chin.

"Chen Yuan, you brat, go kneel in the ancestral hall for half an hour and reflect on your actions!"

At this moment, Boss Chen snorted.

If this kid isn't properly disciplined, he'll definitely cause trouble in the future.

"Damn it, this cheap dad of mine! I just beat up that kid, but Lu Ci is an extraordinary person, and he still punished me for that!"

Chen Yuan was a little frustrated, but unfortunately, he couldn't get angry at his cheap father.

However, it was just right, as he wanted to find a quiet place to cultivate the "Reverse Life Technique," and the ancestral hall was a good place.

……

The next day, inside the school.

"Waaah, that's great, Brother Yuan! Luckily, Xu Xian married those girls. It's a bit cliché, but it's still a happy ending. Otherwise, I would have been so heartbroken. I love this ending! Do you want some of this rice cake?"

The fat man took out a piece of rice cake wrapped in oil paper and said with a fawning expression.

This is a long, strip-shaped pastry made by mixing glutinous rice flour with fine sugar. It tastes even better when sprinkled with osmanthus powder.

I guess the fat guy bought it from "Jiangnan Chun".

"I'm not eating it, you eat it yourself, Fatty! I'm not very interested in this stuff."

Chen Yuan waved his hand.

He's not fat; he cares more about cultivation than eating.

The Quanxing gathering is in two days, and he can't wait.

"However, Brother Yuan, speaking of which, a lot of strange people have been coming to Hangzhou lately. My dad won't let me go out casually anymore."

The fat man muttered something.

"Oh? I guess your dad's worried about you getting into trouble."

Chen Yuan smiled.

He knew that Fatty's father probably knew that the Quanxing were having a gathering here, which was why he told Fatty to be careful.

After all, this guy's father is quite wealthy and must know some extraordinary people.

"Tch, what could possibly happen? It's made it so I can't even go buy my favorite pastries. I had to get Butler Xu to buy them for me."

The fat man ate the rice cake in large bites, his face showing displeasure.

"By the way, Fatty, I need to go out for a bit, could you keep an eye on things for me?"

Chen Yuan glanced at Mr. Xu, who was giving a lecture, then suddenly flipped over and jumped out of the window.

"Brother Yuan, you..."

The fat man was somewhat bewildered upon seeing this.

That's too fast.

He didn't even see how Chen Yuan ran out.

Fifteen minutes later, in a courtyard near Lingyin Temple.

"Huh? Who is this guy?"

The moment Chen Yuan stepped into the courtyard, he was stunned.

In addition to Yuan Jingui and his group, a strange stranger appeared in the courtyard.

The man had a bald, round head and wore glasses. He looked very refined and held a calligraphy brush in his hand, which was filled with a peculiar energy. He was drawing something on Chang Si's ankle, which seemed to be very similar to the drawing on the ankle of the person he had seen outside the carriage earlier.

"This thing is a 'Jia Ma'? So this guy is Teacher Huang from the comics?"

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes.

Chapter 58: Images of Deities! (First Update)

"Hehe, little brother, you're here?"

When She Yingying saw Chen Yuan, she greeted him with a smile.

When Wu Yuan returned last night, there was a trace of true qi inside him, which was clearly Chen Yuan's.

It is evident that Chen Yuan also possesses the talent of a beast master.

This made She Yingying a little tempted.

"You've come at the right time, lad! This is Teacher Huang! His skills are extremely high. His 'Jia Ma' technique is also unparalleled; it's a good opportunity for us to witness it!"

Young Master Chai nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, you've come at just the right time!"

Chang Si also looked at Chen Yuan with a displeased expression.

After all, Chen Yuan had provoked him, so he wasn't going to give this kid a friendly slap.

Most importantly, this kid will be competing against him in two and a half years, and it would be a bit embarrassing to lose.

He was also quite worried that he would lose to Chen Yuan in two and a half years.

That would be more than just embarrassing.

He even had to call this brat "Uncle-Master".

"Tsk, how come this kid's true qi has improved again?"

Yuan Jingui was also sizing up Chen Yuan.

This kid's talent is almost otherworldly.

"Damn it, yesterday I taught him the Eight Deceptions Divine Skill. Although this kid has only just begun his cultivation, he can learn it in no time. His talent is a bit abnormal. Old Wang probably doesn't even know how high this kid's talent really is."

The evil immortal also muttered to himself.

"Greetings everyone, Mr. Wang. You said you'd come this afternoon, so I'm only arriving now. Is that alright? And who is this senior gentleman? Would you please introduce him, Mr. Wang?"

Although Chen Yuan heard Chai Shao say that this was Teacher Huang, he still asked again.

So as not to make Old Man Wang jealous.

"Young man, you've come at the right time. Let me introduce you. This is Teacher Huang, a master of the art of 'armored horses.' By drawing this on one's legs and feet, one can travel eight hundred li at night. His skills are truly remarkable!"

Wang Yaozu pointed to Teacher Huang, who was drawing a jia horse for Chang Si, and said.

"Junior Chen Yuan pays respects to Senior Huang."

Chen Yuan clasped his hands in a salute, but his eyes flickered slightly.

Just like in the comics, this guy's magic of using armor to carry horses is quite something.

He was also quite interested.

While not as advanced as Fire Release or Gold Release: Flowing Light, it is still a very interesting technique.

"So you're Old Master Wang's successor? That's quite interesting!"

As Teacher Huang drew the jiama (a type of ancient Chinese character) for Chang Si, he glanced at Chen Yuan, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

The young man in front of me has bright eyes, which makes him very suitable for Qi cultivation. His strong bones and muscles also make him suitable for cultivating external martial arts. He is a good candidate for both internal and external cultivation!

Old Wang has certainly picked a good prospect.

"Old Huang, if you've taken a liking to him, teach him some techniques. This kid is smart and learns everything quickly; even I'm having trouble teaching him."

Wang Yaozu put his hands behind his back and then suddenly spoke.

He was not joking when he said that.

This little bastard's talent for cultivation is truly extraordinary. He can learn the techniques he taught earlier in no time. If it weren't for his current lack of Qi to learn the next techniques, he would have taught them long ago.

He originally thought that the boy would be delayed by learning other things, but he was able to perform the Evil Immortal's Qimen Dunjia, Yuan Jingui's Baxia Nine Dragon Sons, as well as the Escape Light and Bajiquan quite well.

This is something that ordinary talent cannot achieve. If he were only allowed to learn one skill, it would actually limit his development.

Therefore, Ghost Hand King changed his mind.

Since this little bastard wants to learn other methods, let him learn them. As long as it doesn't interfere with his cultivation of the Eight Directions, there won't be any problem.

Moreover, learning all sorts of methods can broaden this kid's horizons.

Perhaps this kid is suited to the path of learning various skills. He and Teacher Huang are quite close, so he wants the old man to pass on some techniques to this little bastard.

"Old Wang, you must be joking, right? This kid's talent is indeed extremely high, but my 'Armored Horse' technique takes a lot of effort. He's too busy learning your 'Reversing Eight Directions' technique to have time to learn my 'Armored Horse' technique."

Teacher Huang narrowed his eyes, dipped his brush into the porcelain bowl containing his own blood, and wrote the traditional Chinese number "叁" on Chang Si's ankle.

hum!

In an instant, a faint red light suddenly appeared on the pattern, directly enveloping Chang Si's two large feet.

"Eh!?"

Chang Si was stunned. His feet and body seemed to have become lighter, but the next second, the true qi in his body disobeyed and surged into the strange pattern of the armor horse.

Swish!

Chang Si suddenly started running, his whole body moving uncontrollably.

"Teacher Huang, you son of a bitch, why is this Jiama completely disobeying my commands? My body is floating!"

Chang Si cursed angrily, but his body had already dashed out of the yard in an instant.

"Hmph, Jia Ma, this thing is like riding a wild horse. If you can't control it, that's your own fault. Why blame me?"

Teacher Huang stood up with a disdainful look, and then looked at Chen Yuan.

This kid's talent is undeniable, but whether he has the talent to pass on his skills depends on whether he can actually do it.

The Jiama is different from ordinary methods. It is similar to the talismans of the Taoist school and requires the talent to draw talismans. If it were those Taoist priests from the Shangqing Maoshan School, they would probably learn it very quickly.

"How will you know if you don't try? Old Huang, do me a favor and just teach him a little bit. If he can't learn it, I won't blame you. What do you think?"

Wang Yaozu squinted his eyes.

"Old Wang, since you've put it that way, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse. Alright, little one, I can teach you, but whether you can learn it or not depends on yourself!"