Chapter 144: Journey to the East

Chapter 144: Journey to the East

Chapter 144: Journey to the East
In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

This is absolutely true. It is already April when the spring breeze finally arrives from the mountains.

It has been several days since Grain Rain, but a light mist still lingers on the mountain tops. Take a deep breath and you can inhale the cool raindrops floating in the mountain breeze into your lungs.

It is a lively season with gentle breeze and drizzle, and the spring bamboo shoots on Meiji Mountain are vying to break out of the ground.

There are so many types of bamboo in Meiji Mountain. One of them is called sweet bamboo, which tastes like sugarcane. Normally, my third sister likes to hold one and chew it slowly.

The shoots of this kind of bamboo are called sweet bamboo. They have a fat belly and thick skin, but they taste very soft, sticky and sweet. There is abundant juice hidden in the hollow bamboo shoot nodes, and they taste like fruit wine.

This kind of bamboo shoots is eaten by taking a bite, swallowing a bite, and then drinking a sip, so it is also called three-mouth bamboo shoots.

Third sister and Green Chi love to eat it very much.

It was the season when bamboo shoots sprouted, and Cheng Xinzhan picked a lot of them. He also weaved many bamboo baskets and gave a large basket to each of his familiar elders.

In addition to the bamboo shoots all over the mountain, the medicinal garden is also growing very well, with all kinds of flowers and plants colorful and vying for beauty.

On this day, he was burying the five elements of mineral jade in the fields, commonly known as applying fertilizer.

His medicinal field was shaped like a Bagua. He applied fertilizers one by one. After finishing the Qian field, he came to the Kun field. He was busy when suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and looked somewhere.

He just saw the earth move.

how come?
Lao Bai and his brothers usually take good care of the medicinal garden. The bamboo roots are bitten off as soon as they come over. How come there are still bamboo shoots breaking through the soil?

wrong!

Cheng Xinzhan suddenly realized that it was that location!
A feeling of joy at the harvest surged in his heart, and he remained motionless, fearing to disturb the things underground.

After a while, the land moved again and bulged up high.

Immediately afterwards, the land became lively, with clods of earth rolling down one after another.

Finally, a pitch-black "丁" shape stood up.

Cheng Xinzhan smiled silently, it really worked.

The small "D" character swayed back and forth, as if it was sensing the situation outside.

Probably confirming that there was no danger, the "丁" character moved further upwards, revealing a round body like black jade. Then, a pair of golden wings were seen, but the veins on the wings were jet black. The combination of black and gold was exceptionally beautiful.

One-horned rhinoceros golden hood.

The beetle crawled unsteadily, its tentacles, which were longer than its body, waving around randomly.

After circling in the same place for a long time, the beetle suddenly stopped, as if it had discovered something, and crawled straight towards Cheng Xinzhan.

Cheng Xinzhan stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and placed it on the ground.

The beetle quickly crawled into the palm of Cheng Xinzhan's hand, and then stopped moving, as if it had fallen asleep.

But Cheng Xinzhan knew that as long as he thought about it, the beetle would come back to life and move the way he wanted it to.

Because this is his body.

After seven years of keeping the corpse, good results finally came to fruition.

When he opened up a medicinal field and planted flower seeds and grass seeds, he also planted the insect corpses.

Although the world is vast, there are probably not many better places to store corpses than Meiji Mountain.

He used the gullies in the medicinal fields to form the Bagua formation and buried the five elements of minerals and jade. This was to fertilize the flowers and plants, but it was also to raise corpses.

During the seven years, he infused Xinjin magic power into the insect corpses almost every two or three days to consolidate their metal nature.

In autumn and winter, the Yin Water and Yang Earth magic power is used to condense into pupae to nourish the insect corpse. In spring, the Yang Wood magic power is used to flush the insect body to stimulate vitality. In summer, thunder and fire are used to temper and refine it to prevent the generation of Yin and evil thoughts.

As for the secret talismans for raising corpses, no one knew how many were burned, and the ashes had dyed the land black.

But even so, seven years have passed and there has been no movement on that land.

So when he heard a noise on the land today, he thought it was bamboo shoots popping up.

Unexpectedly, the spring rain nourishes all things, and in the eighth year, the insect corpses that had been silent for a long time also woke up.

Now the insect corpse is still in an ignorant state, as if it has just been born, and it only acts on instinct. Only after it is carefully nurtured and its spirituality grows, can it slowly live up to the great reputation of the One-horned Rhinoceros Golden Hood.

Maybe I can find a dragon corpse for myself.

Thinking of this, he immediately went to report the good news to his master with the insect corpse in his hands.

Wen Sukong was naturally very relieved when he saw this. This was a skill passed down from generation to generation in Meiji Mountain, and it was also a responsibility. One did not have to be proficient in it or take it as a fundamental thing, but one must know how to do it.

"The words you said to me back then are still ringing in my ears. I didn't expect that you would have mastered it so quickly."

Wen Sukong said with a smile.

Cheng Xinzhan also laughed, and naturally thought of the past when he had just opened up the Heart Palace. Many years had passed since then.

"Your soul cultivation is undoubtedly the best in the second realm, and it is not much worse than some newcomers to the third realm. When your soul is refined by the thunder tribulation, it will be one of the best in the third realm.

"You are now very familiar with controlling the bamboo body as an external incarnation. The next step is to practice the art of splitting the soul, separating the split souls from the three souls, and controlling multiple bodies at the same time. When the time comes, the main soul will stay in the physical body, and the split souls will control the external incarnations and perform the art of borrowing corpses to revive the soul. This way, you can practice faster and it will be safer to go out and travel whether it is real or fake."

Cheng Xinzhan agreed.

When he heard Master say that he was going out for a walk, he naturally followed the topic and asked for instructions.

"Disciple wants to go out for a walk."

Of course you have to go out for a walk. The insect corpses underground know it's time to crawl out and move around.

Wen Sukong smiled when he heard this and said, "I knew you would bring up this matter. I have no objection as long as you can explain it to the master." Cheng Xinzhan smiled cheerfully, thanked him repeatedly, and left.

Next, he spent a few days bidding farewell to the ancestors, the head teacher, the immortals, Master Ren, the head of the Correction Department and others.

Because his status in the sect is different now, he can no longer just tell his master as before.

Nowadays, some people even have big fights over whether it is suitable for them to go out before they reach Dan Formation stage.

However, Cheng Xinzhan could not resist his nagging and repeatedly assured him that safety was the top priority and that he was just going out to see the world and would not cause any trouble. He also took out the carrots that had been delivered a few days ago and talked about the matter. Finally, the elders agreed and let him go.

This time he only planned to bring his third sister along to entertain him, and leave his older brother at home to let Lao Bai teach him well, so that he could refine his transverse bone as soon as possible, get rid of his mortal body, and practice the art of transformation.

Upon learning that Cheng Xinzhan was leaving, Lu Chi was a little angry for the first two days and didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he thought about not being able to see him for a long time, he became even more clingy to him.

Before leaving, Lu Chi looked at Cheng Xinzhan eagerly, his wet green eyes were like a bottomless pool of water. Gu Qin stammered,
"Morning, morning, earlier, come back."

Cheng Xinzhan smiled and said yes, touched the green dragon's head, and then walked away.

He likes traveling in spring very much, which makes him feel like going out for a walk, especially the fresh smell of spring rain, which makes him feel relaxed and happy.

He was standing on the alpine lawn outside the gate of Zhongling Mountain. There was green grass at his feet. There were many tiny wild flowers blooming on the lawn. The wild flowers were hidden in the grass and difficult to find without careful observation. However, if people saw them, looking at these colorful colors hidden under the green would bring people an indescribable surprise.

Beyond the lawn is a rolling sea of ​​clouds, and facing you is a moist breeze and drizzle.

His mood was different this time. He was not going to slay demons and experience danger, but just wanted to go out and see the world.

The gate of Sanqing Mountain faces east, so he was looking towards the east at this moment. He had traveled outside the mountain twice. The first time he went to the southwest, and the second time he went to the northwest. To be honest, he had never been to the east, which has always been a peaceful and prosperous place.

Let’s go to the East this time!
He thought and summoned the "Dragon Chariot". It would be better to travel slowly this time, so riding on clouds would be a good idea. He held the raccoon in his arms, got on the cloud chariot, and slowly left the mountain gate.

Sitting on the cloud, the wisps of rain and mist wet his robes. The mountain breeze blowing in his face was not cold, but refreshing and cooling. This refreshed his spirits, so he recited:
The grass is thick in the fog and clouds, and the dragon carriage floats me to Jiangdong.

The late spring rain is about to wet my clothes, while the April wind is not cold on my face.

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Traveling eastward, they soon arrived at the border of Yuzhang and Kuaiji, which reminded Cheng Xinzhan of the time many years ago when he and his master Jianxian passed through this place on their way to Huangshan to search for mountain energy and survey the earth's veins.

That trip was the first time I met many people, including Master Canxia, ​​Zhou Qingyun, Taoist Brother Miaoshu, Taoist Brother Jishen, Jianmo, and Senior Jin Mingzi.

In this story, Zhou Qingyun and his friend became enemies, Brother Miaoyuan who went down to the underground palace together had passed away, and Senior Jin Mingzi ascended to heaven again. Things and people have really changed.

This time, he did not go to Qingzhou, but to Kuaiji.

As the saying goes: Southeast is a beautiful place, the capital of the Three Wus, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoky willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and tens of thousands of houses.

The land of Kuaiji has been prosperous since ancient times. There are countless wealthy families, and people seeking the truth and worshipping Buddha are everywhere, so the incense is very prosperous.

There are many Taoist immortal mountains, the most famous of which are Tianmu Mountain, Tianmu Mountain, Tiantai Mountain and Siming Mountain. The first three are of the same origin and are called the Three Heavenly Gods. They worship the leader of the female immortals, Taizhen Queen Mother of the West, so most of the disciples in the mountains are female. Siming Mountain is the inheritance of the Wanfa School, which worships the Three Pure Ones and regards the Three Pure Ones Mountain as its ancestral temple.

Among these families, Cheng Xinzhan recognized people from two families, and he knew them all in Baiyujing.

One was Qiao Shoujing, a Taoist priest from Tianmu Mountain, who had competed with him in sword fighting in Baiyujing.

One was Taoist Master Cunsi of the Siming Sect. When his soul came out of the sheath, his fellow disciples rang the magic bell, and Elder Cunsi of the Siming Sect came to protect him.

There are also two famous Buddhist mountains, one is Putuo Mountain and the other is Yandang Mountain, both of which are world-renowned Buddhist holy places.

In addition to this, there is also a Kuaiji Mountain, where King Yu was praised for his achievements in flood control and where Nanzhen is located. The imperial and evil spirits are quite strong here, so no major sect was founded here.

Cheng Xinzhan thought about it and decided that since it was an aimless trip, he might as well go to Siming Mountain first to pay a visit to Taoist Master Cunsi. After all, it would be a favor for him to help and protect Taoism. He also had some sweet bamboo shoots frozen in the rocks in the cave, and he would bring them to the Taoist friends in Siming Mountain to taste.

Having made up his mind, he continued his journey eastward, neither hurried nor slow, sometimes riding the clouds and sometimes walking.

The third sister had been stuck in the mountains for a long time, and it was her first time out of the mountains after her eyesight had completely healed. She found everything interesting, and she smelled the flowers, played in the water, and stopped along the way.

A man and a raccoon were walking along the Qujiang River. After passing Quzhou, they reached Jinhua. Here, the Qujiang River connected to the Jinhua River. The end of the Jinhua River was Dongyang, so the name of the river became Dongyang River, which was very interesting.

This was different from the feeling he had when he walked along the Yellow River in the north.

The Yellow River rushes forward, nourishing the land on both sides, but in essence, it is still a rolling torrent. The water power does not move according to human will. The river is vast, and even if the stars move and the constellations change, its speed will not change. It seems that nourishing both sides is just a by-product. The river is just a river.

The deceased is like a husband who does not want to leave day or night.

At that time, Cheng Xinzhan, who was standing by the river, saw the power of water, the might of water, the eternal change and the eternal constancy of water.

But this time, the river winding through the mountains and villages gave him a different feeling.

People built houses along the river, drank the river water and used the river water. The river water flowed slowly and calmly. He often saw an old fisherman with white hair and beard steer a bamboo raft in the river to cast a net to catch fish.

Now, what Cheng Xinzhan sees by the river is the softness of water, the moisture of water, and the benefits of water to all things without competing.

Similarly, this is also a manifestation of Yin.

As he pondered over this, he walked eastward until he reached the end of the Dongyang River.

The water vein came to an abrupt end here, and he continued to move forward. However, not long after leaving Dongyang, on a moonlit night, he saw another water vein running from north to south. It was quite spectacular, as if it came from the sky and divided Kuaiji into two halves.

This is Shanxi River.

Across the Shanxi River is Siming Mountain. Similarly, Tianmu Mountain is also on the east side of the Shanxi River.

Oh, could it be that this was also the route that Qinglian Jushi took when he visited Tianmu Mountain at night?
Cheng Xinzhan couldn't help but think so.

Crossing the Shanxi River, the rolling Siming Mountains are right before your eyes, shrouded in clouds and mist, and full of auspicious colors.

Cheng Xinzhan quickened his pace. It would be best if he could stay in Siming Mountain before dark today. That way, when he woke up early tomorrow morning, he could overlook the sunset glow of Chicheng from afar in Siming Mountain. This was a wonder that even Qinglian Jushi admired endlessly. Since he was here, he must see it.

(End of this chapter)