Chapter 120 Being Hung Up and Beaten

Chapter 120 Being Hung Up and Beaten

Chapter 121 Being Hung Up and Beaten

Inside Jingxian Temple, everything was the same as before.

It was no longer as dark and gloomy as before, nor was it weird or cold at all.

However, there were screams one after another.

"Master, I was wrong. Stop hitting me. I shouldn't have said too much."

"Third Master, I have lost my mind and become mad. I am old and confused. Please stop hitting me. It hurts so much."

Outside the main hall, there is an open space.

On the ground paved with bluestone slabs, there is a crooked tree.

At this moment.

Chenhuangpi and brass oil lamps were hung on the crooked tree.

The old Taoist in green robe was lying on a rocking chair, holding a bamboo stick, and beating the tangerine peel and the brass oil lamp hard.

Whoosh...

Those thin and soft bamboo strips are clearly just ordinary things.

But in the hands of the old Taoist in green robe, it was like a magical weapon, beating Chen Huangpi so hard that he cried out in pain, and made the brass oil lamp spit out large puddles of black lamp oil.

"You two bastards!"

The old Taoist in green robe was furious and said, "One of you has blinded yourself by looking at the sun, and the other has damaged his brain by eating lamp oil. You still dare to speak so slickly here. Today, I will cure your bad habits."

"Third Master."

Chen Huangpi said in pain: "I am proficient in pharmacology. I am not blind, I just can't see. I will recover after a while."

The situation of the third master seems to be different from that of the first and second masters.

Sometimes crazy, sometimes sober.

Now he is beating himself with a bamboo stick. It seems that he must be crazy now.

"Guanzhu."

The brass lamp screamed, "I am awake, I am awake."

It really consumes a lot of lamp oil.

That's why he turned into an evil creature, but now that the black lamp oil had been spit out by the temple master's bamboo stick, he immediately regained consciousness.

The brass oil lamp was in so much pain that he couldn't help but cry out in his heart: "I'm awake, but the temple master is still hitting me. He must be avenging my clone's suppression of the old temple."

"The master is too stingy!"

"Yes, I am indeed stingy."

The old Taoist in green robe said coldly: "Huang Pi'er is only thirteen years old now. How can he be over thirty thousand years old? Is it your turn to say anything?"

Chen Huangpi said: "Yes, I am only thirteen years old. I am not that old."

“It’s just that Third Master, will I really not live to be eighteen years old?”

He knew he came from a special family.

It has also sucked the Yellow Springs dry and swallowed up the Yin soil.

It's impossible that he won't live to be eighteen.

Moreover, since he started practicing, his body has grown every day. In just over half a month, he has grown from eight years old to thirteen years old.

If you calculate it this way, then I don’t have much time left to live.

The old Taoist in green robe said in confusion: "The changes in the world haven't ended yet, and you have grown so fast. This is not good, very bad."

Chen Huangpi asked: "What if I don't grow any longer?"

"It's not up to you."

The old Taoist in green robe said: "Once you start practicing, you will keep growing. If I had known this, I should have put you in the old temple and hatched you out after I killed all those things."

"Why didn't I do that?"

"I know!"

Chen Huangpi said excitedly: "Third Master, I have experienced a lot recently and I also know my origins. This time I went to Huangquan Yintu, and I know even more that you took me to suck Huangquan dry and devour Yintu. You spent so much effort to let me be born, you must have a big plan."

"Maybe, I am asked to fight against this sudden change in the world."

The confusion in the eyes of the old Taoist in green robe disappeared, and he asked in surprise: "Huang Pi'er, why do you think so?"

Chen Huangpi said complacently: "I have seen many interesting things in the memories of those cultivators. Although they can only cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, they always fantasize about becoming immortals, so some cultivators fabricated stories."

"It's always like this in the storybooks. When the world changes drastically, a young man is born to meet the disaster. Although he looks ordinary, he is actually extraordinary. He has a firm heart and cultivates to become a true immortal. Then he saves the collapsing building and turns the tide."

"And I also have an extraordinary background, a firm heart, and I am also a teenager. I must be the protagonist who was born to meet the calamity."

"Third Master, do you think I am right?"

"It does make some sense."

The old Taoist in green robe said in a strange tone: "Master, I haven't read any storybooks, but if it is based on the storybooks, you should not be the protagonist."

"Why not?"

Chen Huangpi was anxious: "Everything matches me."

"sorry."

The old Taoist in green robe shook his head slightly, and leaned sideways in the rocking chair before saying, "You are twelve years old now. Although you are different from others, your cultivation is not divided into realms. If we only talk about combat power, you should be between Nascent Soul and Spiritualization."

Chen Huangpi said: "Yuanying is like killing a dog to me, and gods are even more so."

"Master is talking about the cultivators before the great changes in the world."

The old Taoist in green robe said calmly: "Practicing Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, transformation into spirit, overcoming tribulation, returning to the void, merging with the Dao, ascending, the higher you go, you become immortals, and there are changes among immortals too."

"There are those who cultivate ghost immortals, those who cultivate earth immortals, those who cultivate scattered immortals, and those who cultivate corpse immortals."

"Going up further, you will reach the level of True Immortal. When you reach this level, there is no such thing as realm. What you are competing for is your own path. The more you go on the path, the clearer the truth will be."

"Only by practicing the Dao can you see me."

Chen Huangpi didn't know these things.

Now that the way of cultivation had been explained in general terms, Chen Huangpi suddenly understood.

At this time, the Fox Mountain God came over with a pot of tea and said flatteringly, "Master, have some tea."

"Ah."

The old Taoist in green robe picked up the teapot, pointed at the crooked tree and said, "You can hang it there too."

"okay."

How could the Fox Mountain God dare to disobey? He walked obediently to the crooked tree and then hung himself on it.

There was a snap.

The bamboo sticks were then whipped across its body.

That blow caused screams like pigs being slaughtered to be heard on Fox Mountain.

"Ah!!!" Fox Mountain God said in pain: "Master, I didn't mean to nail you to the wall. I just started it. I didn't expect him to do such a thing."

Its body is made of clay.

When the bamboo stick was pulled, some debris fell down immediately.

The old Taoist in green robe glanced at it and said calmly: "Hold on for a while."

"Okay, Master!"

The Fox Mountain God was filled with sorrow and grief.

Just by pulling down a bamboo stick, I felt like it was about to break.

If you hold on a little longer, you will be beaten to pieces.

The old Taoist in green robe ignored the ignorant little fox and continued, "Huang Pi'er, do you know what level of cultivation my master had when he was your age?"

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "I am from a background like this, and I am only between the Nascent Soul and the Spiritualization stage before the changes in the world. Third Master, you are definitely not as good as me."

The brass oil lamp next to it was dumbfounded.

It really wants to remind people that the current master is not the master of the third view.

The master is sober.

If you, Chen Huangpi, say this, the abbot of the temple might beat you up.

But when the words came to his lips, the brass oil lamp didn't dare to say anything more.

The old Taoist in green robe glanced at the brass oil lamp with a smile, then hit him with the bamboo stick again.

Now, all the black oil in the brass oil lamp was sucked out.

After doing all this, the old Taoist in green robe shook his head and said, "When I was your age, I had already become a true immortal."

"what?"

Chen Huangpi was stunned: "Third Master, you became a true immortal at the age of twelve, how did you cultivate?"

"It's not a big deal if I succeeded without noticing."

The old Taoist in green robe said calmly: "There are also people in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty who are younger than my master, but have become true immortals. They are popular for a while, and perhaps those people think of themselves as the protagonists. If you think so, you will fall sooner or later."

Chen Huangpi asked, "Then Third Master, why did you go to so much trouble to have me born?"

The old Taoist in green robe laughed and said, "There are parents who want whatever their children ask for, and there are also people who want whatever their children ask for. As a teacher, I am close to the Tao, and I don't have anything I want. If you really want to explain it, please tell me."

"Then you want a disciple."

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Huangpi couldn't help but burst into tears.

Only then did he realize that the master now was not the third master, but the master who was awake.

However, his master's words made him feel sad.

Chen Huangpi said sadly: "Master, you are so powerful. If you want a disciple, there are countless people in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty who are eager to take you. At my age, I only have this level of cultivation. They may be more suitable than me."

"Not really. They are not as shameless as you."

"what?"

The old Taoist in green robe suddenly realized: "You don't remember anything, but I still remember that when you were still an egg, you kept jumping when you saw me. I couldn't drive you away, so I had to accept you as my disciple. Besides, you are no worse than others."

"If there hadn't been this strange change in heaven and earth, you would have been born a true immortal, and a true immortal born of heaven and earth."

"I am a true immortal!"

Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled and said, "So I have this kind of fate with the world."

The Daqian Immortal Dynasty is destined to be with me, and the Yellow Springs Yin Land is also destined to be with me.

Now the heaven and earth are also destined to be with me.

The word "fate" is truly indescribable.

The old Taoist in green robe said with amusement and helplessness: "Huangpi'er, you are not actually born yet. Besides, the world has changed. They will only regard you as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh. You are not your family property."

Chen Huangpi said thoughtfully: "So this is why I am not a true immortal?"

"Of course."

The old Taoist in green robe said with a sense of loss: "Emperor Chen, your uncle, bet everything on you and spent countless resources to have you born. However, I know that due to the changes in the world, there is no chance for you to be born."

"First, cultivate the five internal organs, and then the primordial spirit will emerge."

"Break through illusions and see your true self."

"In this way, you are truly born."

The voice of the old Taoist in green robe came and went.

Chen Huangpi had a strange feeling that his master would soon disappear. He said in a panic, "Master, I'm blind now. Can you heal my eyes? I want to see you."

The old Taoist in green robe smiled and said, "You are proficient in pharmacology, so why do you need me to help you? Besides, it's okay to be a blind man for a few days, so you don't have to run around everywhere."

"But you have to remember that you won't live to be eighteen."

"The world today won't allow that."

"When the time comes, no matter where you are, you must return to the Shiwan Mountains and the temple. I will give you a great fortune. I don't care what the outside world is like. In these Shiwan Mountains, I will promise you."

Chen Huangpi said anxiously: "Master, I will not leave the Shiwan Mountains. I don't want to be separated from you."

"Silly disciple, I'm not asking you to leave now."

"Guanzhu."

The brass oil lamp couldn't help but say, "If Chen Huangpi left the Shiwandashan Mountains, you wouldn't be able to see him. Fortunately, you have me, Huang Er, to accompany you. Otherwise, you would have become a lonely old man."

"You won't miss it."

The old Taoist in green robe looked at the brass oil lamp with a smile.

This sight immediately gave rise to a strange idea in the brass oil lamp's mind.

The master of the temple cannot leave the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Because in a sense, the master of the temple is the way of heaven for these hundred thousand mountains.

But after Chen Huangpi left the Shiwanda Mountains, it was like he went to another world.

How can you see it?

Unless there is another master outside.

But how is this possible?

The old Taoist in green robe stretched himself, then swung the bamboo stick and hit the fox mountain god twice, knocking it unconscious. Then he slowly walked towards the hall with the pot of tea.

"The changes in the world will be taken care of by the teacher."

"You are only thirteen years old, you should enjoy yourself and play, otherwise you will end up living like a teacher."

(End of this chapter)