Chapter Forty-Five: Hearing of Chen Ying's Name Once More

  I was stunned, and Master didn't dare to retort. In front of Mao Zhenren, who was in a superior position, Master looked like a small student. I didn't care about that much, anyway, at the time, I had no idea who Mao Zhenren was. Seeing him call me "Master Little Kid", my master is also a person in his 70s or 80s, how can he be called that? At that moment, I couldn't help but hum: "Senior, your words are not right. My master and I have worked hard to set up this Seven Stars Walking Array, it's to dissipate the large amount of yin energy here. Do you know that there are three corpses carrying coffins under the water pool? If we release the yin energy, it can stop the cultivation of the three corpses carrying coffins. Otherwise..."

  "Otherwise, countless civilians would suffer, wouldn't they?" Master Mao glanced at me with a look of disdain, and I swear it was disdain for me.

  I was stunned for a moment, and for a while, I didn't know how to refute Mao Zhenren's words. However, I was still not convinced in my heart and wanted to speak again. But unexpectedly, Mao Zhenren let out a heavy hum: "Absurd! You guys don't know anything. The Three Corpses Carrying Coffins is not that simple. You only know a little bit of it and yet you dare to act rashly. Do you know or not, this place where the Three Corpses Carrying Coffins resides is actually a restriction set up by my master and several seniors using the method of counter-restriction? They used yin energy to suppress the Three Corpses Carrying Coffins. At that time, my master and others couldn't eliminate the Three Corpses Carrying Coffins, let alone you guys! As for the so-called mutual generation of yin and yang, when yang reaches its extreme, yin is born, and when yin reaches its extreme, yang is born. It's precisely because it has condensed endless yin energy that the Three Corpses Carrying Coffins hasn't been able to advance in these years and has been suppressed here all along. You two fools, by releasing the yin energy like this, aren't you just helping the Three Corpses Carrying Coffins instead?"

  Mao Zhenren let out a cold snort, glaring at Shifu with an unpleasant expression. Seeing that we weren't speaking, he heavily snorted again: "It's all because of you two idiots, causing me to ruin that thousand-year-old peach wood sword. Alas, what a pity."

  I exchanged a glance with my master, and we couldn't express the taste in our hearts, but there was a sense of defeat. What Master Mao said wasn't unreasonable either - yin gives birth to yang, and even in extremely yin places, there is still yang energy present, which is extremely yang. Unfortunately, we didn't think of this problem at the time, and now that I think about it, maybe we were wrong. I couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, but I had no intention of admitting defeat. I gritted my teeth and said discontentedly: "Senior, who says we can't eliminate the Three Corpses Coffin Carrier? Just the night before last, I saw the virtual body of the Three Corpses Coffin Carrier, and I even severely injured him. The yin spirits here can all testify for me."

  This remark indeed piqued Mao Zhenren's curiosity, and he looked me up and down, but his face was full of disbelief: "With just you, oh, this little kid has opened the heavenly eye, the root bone is not bad, born suitable for cultivation, if you cultivate, you can be a hundred times faster than others, however, even if you cultivate for twenty years, it's impossible to hurt San Shi Gangguan."

  "What I said was true, the night before last I conjured up a heavenly thunderbolt - anyway, I'm not giving up, wanting to make things clear with Old Man Mao, but saying this makes me feel a bit awkward, after all that was just an accident, now if I were to conjure up another talisman like that, I wouldn't be able to do it, if Old Man Mao brings it up, how should I respond?"

  However, Mao Zhenren was apparently more cunning than I had imagined. He paused for a moment, and suddenly a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed in surprise: "You've learned Tao from Chen Xiangming that little kid?"

  This question made me stunned for a moment, and I didn't react for a while. I just stared at Mao Zhenren, and after a long time, I shook my head: "No, I just happened to get a notebook from Chen Qianbei by chance. After reading the contents recorded on it, the last page had that Jiling symbol, but the heavenly thunder was added by me myself. According to what Chen Qianbei said, this Jiling symbol can be used to exert any power at will when it is cast."

  Mao Zhenren nodded, but his expression was somewhat melancholic: "Yes, Chen Wawa's idea is indeed good. She perfectly combined the Taoist spell-casting technique with the Tianwu clan's curse-casting technique. However, ordinary people can't possibly cast it. Not to mention the technique itself, even if someone knows the Tianwu clan's curse secrets, they still can't cast it. It's not just a matter of speaking incantations. I remember when Chen Wawa and I discussed this in the past, I didn't believe her, but now she has actually succeeded. If this girl dedicates herself to cultivating the Tao, her achievements will definitely surpass mine by far."

  It can be heard that Mao Zhenren admires Chen Yingming, although he mentions Master Chen Yingming with some ambiguity. However, the master also says that this person is not simple and that his refined treasures are extraordinary things, obviously admiring Chen Yingming very much. It's just unknown why such a talented person would be expelled from the sect, but I guess the master won't say it anyway. Even if he doesn't say it, I can still guess that there must be an unspeakable ugly affair in this matter.

  Just as I was lost in thought, I heard Mao Zhenren let out a soft sigh: "If this child were to focus all his energy on cultivating one magical technique, he would surely be the most outstanding in the world of cultivation. Unfortunately, this child is born with three hearts and two intents, always wanting to master everything at once, resulting in nothing being truly understood. Or perhaps, if given more time, there could have been some achievement, but alas, heaven is jealous of exceptional talent."

  "What's going on, Elder Chen he——" Suddenly hearing this, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat, could it be that Chen Xiangming had already——

  However, Mao Zhenren immediately confirmed my guess: "That's right, in those years, Suolong Town had a Ghost King, and this kid insisted on going to annihilate the Ghost King alone. He never came back after that, no one saw him alive or dead, it has been decades since then, I'm afraid he is probably no longer in the mortal world."

  A moment of silence, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Even an old veteran like Mao Zhenren held Chen Xiang in such high esteem, it's a pity that I won't be able to meet him, otherwise I would have learned from him, and that would have been a great benefit. Just then, my master saw me lost in thought and couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh: "It's better if he's dead, so he can't corrupt the younger generation. No matter how talented or clever someone is, they still can't do whatever they want."

  It's no wonder that Chen Zhang has done something outrageous, otherwise he wouldn't have been expelled from the sect, and even the disciples of the sect feel ashamed to mention it. However, Mao Zhenren seems to be unaffected and bursts out laughing: "If Chen Wawa were still here, how many people in this world could compare with him? Even if he didn't enter the inner circle, I'm afraid his cultivation of the Golden Elixir would have surpassed yours by now. And as for magic, those old antiques from the Quanzhen Sect might not be much stronger than him either."

  When it came to this, the master's face was not good-looking, but facing Mao Zhenren, except for humming and humming, the master couldn't say anything. After all, he was an old predecessor, so he didn't want to mention Chen Xiang's name again. He just grunted: "Mao Zhenren, let's talk about how to deal with San Shi Gangguan first?"

  When it comes to San Shi Gang Coffin, Mao Zhenren indeed had no mood to praise Chen Xiang again. He just stood by the edge of the pool and waved his hand. The Tianluo Earth Net array set up by Master Bu was already broken, and those talismans were all reduced to ashes. The Bagua mirror was taken into Mao Zhenren's hands. This old predecessor was indeed formidable. However, Mao Zhenren didn't have a bit of excitement. Looking at the water surface, his face turned solemn, and for a while, he couldn't make up his mind.

  "I'll go down and take a look at the situation, you two masters stay up here and keep watch for me." Ma Zhenren let out a breath, his face sinking, without even looking at us.

  The master was taken aback, awkwardly scratching his head: "This won't do, it's very dangerous below, let's have the master and apprentice go down instead—"

  "You? You can't even get down three meters, you'll all turn into ice sticks. At that time, you'll still be going to give San Shi a coffin and send vegetables. Alright, this place is not where you can go." As soon as the words fell, he casually threw the Bagua mirror to his master, but took out a lamp from his bosom. This lamp looked like a copper lamp, but it was unknown what it was for, however, there were slow-moving symbols on it, and it was obviously a treasure.

  "Long Life Lantern——" The master was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim, it turned out that this Long Life Lantern was one of the Seven Treasures of Maoshan. As long as it was lit, the flame would not go out, and the vital fire would not be extinguished. Even with severe injuries, one would not die. Moreover, this lantern was a purely Yang treasure, but what burned inside was corpse oil, specifically zombie oil, which was made by burning zombies, yet it was the most Yang thing in the world.

  Just as Old Man Ma was about to jump into the pool, I suddenly said in a low voice, "Why don't let me go instead? I've been down there before and seen what's inside. It won't be dangerous."

  "Who are you?" Mao Zhenren was stunned, looking me up and down, then shook his head: "You're still not frozen into an ice stick after going down, it's impossible to come out alive. Even your master can't dive in, I know you mean well, but this isn't a joke, okay..."

  I saw Cao Zhen's incredulous expression and a flash of anger crossed my face: "What I said is true, if you don't believe me, I'll tell you the details below, then you can know what's real or not."

  I immediately told Mao Zhenren the situation below, not missing a single detail. Mao Zhenren nodded continuously, looking at me with a surprised expression, making me feel proud for a moment. He just grunted and said, "How's that? I didn't lie, did I? If I'm wrong in the slightest, my surname won't be Liu."

  "Haha, you should just go with whatever surname," Mao Zhenren chuckled and started to laugh, but the next sentence made me feel helpless: "I don't know either, because I've never been down there myself. It's just that my master left behind a note describing the situation below. I'll go down instead, although my arms and legs are old, my cultivation is much higher than yours. If something happens, I can handle it. You two just watch from afar."

  I didn't believe it at first, and I felt indignant in my heart. I wanted to urge the little man to go down and investigate, but just called out to him in my mind. However, unexpectedly, the little man ignored me, and I couldn't feel his presence. This made me recite repeatedly, but the little man was still silent, making me feel very embarrassed. I looked at Master and said, "Master, can you summon that little man? He went down yesterday, and there was no danger at all. He even punched three corpses carrying a coffin with one punch. If not, I'll go down again."