From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

The person reciting the poem is none other than the Udumbara flower.

Zhang Zhiwei, however, had already noticed them and asked, "Where did you come from, you wild Taoists, wandering around Wuxia Coffin Mountain?"

Upon hearing the term "wild Taoist," Qianhe Taoist was furious, but only for a moment.

Why would a respectable Taoist priest come to a place like this?

No wonder others ridicule them!

"You fake monk wearing a black sheep mask! Don't be rude! I am the Taoist Wei Tuo from the White Ape Temple in the local mountains. I live deep in the mountains all year round and do not travel outside. No one recognizes me! Today, I have been invited by two Taoists from Maoshan to come here to get rid of that corpse immortal named Feng Shigu from the Earth Immortal Village!"

# Chapter 1109 Wuxia Coffin Mountain (Nine) Sun Xuewu's Purpose——

Wei Tuo?

Taoist priest?

Zhang Zhiwei couldn't understand how these two words were mixed together. Even the Quanzhen sect wouldn't give someone such a bizarre Taoist name.

Even the most unconventional and unrestrained literary figures in history who were disillusioned with officialdom would never confuse the terms "Tao" and "Buddhism."

Besides "Journey to the West".

When the Bodhi Patriarch named Sun Wukong, the surname Sun was explained as originating from Taoism, while the name Wukong directly pointed to Buddhism.

So he looked at the Udumbara flower again:

With white hair and a youthful face, and a light and agile body, he truly resembled a Taoist immortal, unlike those charlatans.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei assumed that the old Taoist priest was a reclusive master of the Quanzhen School who had been tricked into coming by Shi Jian, and apologized: "I hope that you will know, senior, that our requests are twofold: first, to help these Sun Xuewu find his father who was lost in this Coffin Mountain; and second, to have the idea of ​​eliminating the Corpse Immortal."

"My name is Feng Tianyang from the Feng family."

“I am Feng Sibei’s son, Feng Xuewu, also known as Sun Xuewu. I was adopted by the Sun family in the village when I was young, so I have the surname Sun.”

Shi Jian and Qian He nodded, but they also recognized "Feng" Tianyang as "Feng" Tianyang, believing that he was also a direct descendant of the Feng family in Qingxi Village.

“Since they are members of the Feng family, things will be easier.”

Hua Youtan laughed loudly, clapping and singing, "I love a lively atmosphere! This Coffin Gorge is quite gloomy, and with more people, the yang energy will be stronger, so why don't we act together? We are also here to eliminate that Corpse Immortal!"

"Do Taoists generally not meddle in the karma of others?"

Zhang Zhiwei asked tentatively.

"Hey kid, I've already adopted the Taoist name 'Weituo,' why would I care about this?"

Hua Youtan was just like a mischievous old man. With one step, she shrank the distance to an inch and arrived at Zhang Zhiwei's side under Sun Xuewu's astonished gaze.

Feng Tianyang was also shocked.

Shi Jian and Qian He were also incredulous, unable to imagine what level Hua Youtan had reached... or was his superpower related to space?

Hua Youtan didn't care what others thought. She simply put her arm around his shoulder as if they were old friends and chuckled, "You're just my type, not bad, not bad at all... How about becoming my apprentice, Hua Youtan?"

It's you, kid!

Zhang Zhiwei immediately recognized Hua Youtan's true identity. Speechless, he remained composed and said with a forced smile, "Senior is incredibly powerful, and I admire you. However, I already have a master, so I'm afraid I cannot become a disciple myself."

“It’s alright, I don’t mind if you have other masters,” Hua Youtan said with a chuckle.

It was fortunate that Zhang Zhiwei was wearing the mask of the Black Sheep King; otherwise, his twitching eyelids and winking expressions would have been completely exposed.

"Fine, since you're unwilling, I, Hua Youtan, won't force you."

As Hua Youtan finished speaking, she looked up again and sighed, "What a great king, with a body but no head."

In an instant, Sun Xuewu came to his senses and asked with surprise and doubt, "Old Immortal, you also know about my family's 'Guanshan Zhimi Fu'?"

"One cannot bear the title of 'immortal'."

Hua Youtan chuckled, "As for the poem in your family, it was your grandfather who told me about it."

Sun Xuewu was speechless, because he had never met his grandfather.

Only Zhang Zhiwei, hidden behind the mask, pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "What grandfather? If he wants to know, there's nothing in this world that can be hidden from him!"

But he couldn't say it aloud. Instead, he said, "I heard you recite a poem before. I suppose you agree with my idea and think we should go up the mountain?"

“Going to the top of the mountain to overlook all the mountains is the way of the immortals. We mortals are only able to see the mountain because we are in the mountain itself.” Hua Youtan rejected Zhang Zhiwei’s suggestion.

Zhang Zhiwei was incredibly astute. Realizing that this "old Taoist" had other plans, he said no more, only saying, "I suppose you are quite familiar with this place, senior. Then I will trouble you to lead the way."

"Then come with me."

Hua Youtan took out a whisk from her sleeve, flicked it lightly, and walked at the front, heading in the direction of the hand gesture made by the outline of the headless giant's left hand, which was formed by tens of thousands of hanging coffins.

To increase its speed, the flower bud can cover tens of meters in a single step, making it even more agile than the monkeys in the canyon.

However, this hastily assembled team included two ordinary people:

Bao Mei'er and Feng Tianyang.

There was nothing we could do.

Qianhe carried Baomei on his back, and Fengtianyang carried Sun Xuewu, closely following behind Zhang Zhiwei and Shi Jian.

Before long, Hua Youtan stopped, and the others also stopped, realizing that they had arrived near the cliff face corresponding to the "finger gesture".

Unlike the canyons we were in before, there were no hanging coffins on the cliffs in this area, only a hole in the cliff face.

Hua Youtan leaped onto the cave entrance, followed closely by the others.

"Your abilities are already indistinguishable from those of gods!"

After being put down by Feng Tianyang, Sun Xuewu took a breath and looked at Hua Youtan with a fiery gaze, but it vanished in an instant.

"What kind of immortal? He's just a Qi cultivator."

Hua Youtan shook her head and chuckled, "To think that someone like Feng Shigu could cultivate into an Earth Immortal using evil methods is just wishful thinking."

"Alas, I once wanted to cultivate myself, but unfortunately I didn't have the talent."

Sun Xuewu sighed, seemingly unwilling, "Although my ancestors also left behind the cultivation techniques of the Guanshan Taibao lineage, I don't know if it's because the world has changed, or if the descendants of our Feng family are getting worse with each generation, but there are fewer and fewer descendants who can refine Qi, while a branch that split off can cultivate..."

Shi Jian, Qian He, and the others paid no attention to Sun Xuewu's sighs, but Zhang Zhiwei's ears twitched. He became suspicious and thought, "Sun Xuewu originally only intended for Feng Tianyang to investigate his father's whereabouts, but after I joined, I'm also considering joining him myself..."

Could it be related to this?

So he made up his mind to keep an eye on Sun Xuewu from now on.

Inside the cave entrance is a passageway, deep and wide, seemingly natural, but the inner walls are incredibly smooth, clearly formed naturally but later modified by humans.

Looking to both sides, one sees ancient bricks and stone lanterns and animal figures.

The stone lamp has stood for countless years; the oil inside has long since dried up, and there is no longer any light.

The stone beast is now blurred, but you can still vaguely make out its long snout, round nose, and large ears. It is a black sheep, or a large black pig.

Further ahead was the end of the passageway, where a stone gate came into view. On each of the two stone doors was carved a pig's head, ferocious and terrifying, like a great god guarding the gate.

Beneath the stone gate lay a pile of skulls, resembling human figures but appearing somewhat small... They were said to be the skulls of infants or children, their jaws seemingly protruding excessively...

"Wow, this is really going against the natural order! Pigsy has really made something of himself! Someone actually used a monkey as a sacrifice after he died. Was he bullied too badly by Sun Wukong in his lifetime?"

After examining the skulls and confirming that they were the skulls of mountain monkeys, Zhang Zhiwei stroked his chin and said with a grin.

"According to legend, the Black Sheep King was a mountain boar that had become a spirit, and the dredging of the river was done by mountain goblins and macaques carrying earth and stones."

Shi Jian was also familiar with the legend of the Black Goat King, and said leisurely, "It seems that after the Black Goat King died, the mountain demons he commanded were also buried with him..."

# Chapter 1110 Wuxia Coffin Mountain (10) The Second Disobedience

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Jian glanced at Hua Youtan again, suspecting that the beast-training techniques of the local White Ape Temple were very likely derived from the Black Sheep King.

It's even highly likely that it was obtained through tomb raiding!

After all, the Sichuan region is home to many shamans, and the monks and Taoist priests in the Taoist temples and monasteries located there must have had to deal with monsters in the forest and zombies in the tombs.

Therefore, Shi Jian suspects that Hua Youtan, or Hua Youtan's elders, may have visited the ancient tomb of the Black Sheep King!

Hua Youtan didn't care what he thought. She strode to the stone gate, kicked the skulls of the monkeys, and smashed them against the nearby wall, making a cracking sound as they shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"This! This..."

Sun Xuewu was utterly dumbfounded. "If what this Taoist priest says is true, then the Black Sheep King relied on riding monkeys to move earth and stones from the river..."

Those weren't ordinary monkeys, but meritorious monkeys.

How could you treat me like this?

Hua Youtan scoffed, placed her hand on the stone door, and pushed it open with a little force, saying, "It's already a past life, so naturally dust to dust and ashes to ashes. Why bother with it anymore?"

Sun Xuewu had nothing to say.

Chizuru nodded secretly, agreeing with the statement.

Feng Tianyang and Bao Meier didn't react much.

Instead, Shi Jian frowned, a strange feeling rising in his heart, but he immediately dismissed it and stopped thinking about it.

Zhang Zhiwei, however, had a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth beneath the black sheep mask, and suddenly said, "These mandrill and macaque skulls can also be considered antiques, right?"

I heard that Jiang Liu, the newly appointed sage of the Yuhang Confucian Association, studied abroad, majoring in archaeology... which is roughly equivalent to 'legal tomb raiding,' where he displays antiques to the world while also using them to study the history of past dynasties, including their culture and society.

"Senior, isn't this considered damaging cultural relics?"

The atmosphere immediately became somber.

But Hua Youtan interrupted her the next moment, chuckling, "These skulls were placed directly outside the stone gate. The Wuxia area is cloudy and rainy, and this passageway is well-ventilated. It gets wet and dry repeatedly, so it has long been weathered. Otherwise, how could it be so brittle? I didn't use any force just now."

Implication:

Don't cause trouble, or I'll really get my hands on you, Zhang Zhiwei, you "monkey head".

Zhang Zhiwei shrugged and said no more.

However, their conversation caught the attention of others, who began to suspect that the two might have known each other for a long time...

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