Chapter 4: Climbing Mount Houtu

  It's said that transmigrators have privileges, but Chen Yunfeng didn't have any external help or golden fingers. However, the superimposed effect of his two souls was still incredibly overbearing. Others might need ten days to half a month to form their true energy with the guidance of a master, but he relied solely on his own understanding and quick meditation to achieve it.

  A faint aura circulates along the meridians, and there is no such thing as a meridian blockage that needs to be opened up step by step. In this human body, except for the Tian Di Bridge and Ren Du Meridians which were originally not connected, if anyone's meridians are blocked, it would not just be a disability, but rather a full-body disease.

  Chen Yunfeng, who was in a meditative state, didn't notice that for a martial artist to enter meditation for the first time and be able to last for half a day was already a rare talent. However, he had fallen into meditation on his very first attempt at cultivation, and before he knew it, two days had passed as the sun and moon rose and set in the sky. It wasn't until after the true energy within him had circulated through 108 major cycles that all of his meridians began to ache slightly, finally rousing him from his meditative state.

  There is no previous life studying medicine and being familiar with the meridians, nor was he reborn into a martial artist's body. However, Chen Yunfeng has an extremely powerful soul force, with memory and analysis capabilities that far surpass those of ordinary people by countless times. He also possesses a mnemonic device operation method, and still grasps the Hunyuan Xiantian Gong, which requires mastering countless basic techniques to cultivate for some foolish people.

  "Hmm."

  The moment Chen Yunfeng opened his eyes, he couldn't help but let out a low growl. The oil lamp had long since gone out, and in the darkness of the cellar, only his eyes gleamed for an instant before disappearing into the blackness. He stared at the vague outline of the walls, and couldn't help but mutter to himself excitedly:

  "It has already formed the true energy, and the body is like a rebirth, although the strength has not increased much, but it gives me the feeling that as long as I continue to cultivate, even if it's a big mountain, I can move it."

  This Hunyuan Xiantian Gong is indeed not an ordinary martial artist's internal skill, after cultivating the Xiantian Gong, one's ears are sharp, eyes are bright, and spirit is excellent. If it can really be cultivated to the Golden Elixir Realm, I think those Five Absolutes would absolutely not be a match.

  Unfortunately, this skill normally requires decades of practice, and I don't have that much time. The only skills in the Divine Eagle that can be quickly practiced are the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, and there are many attacking martial techniques in the Nine Yin Scripture. As for the other five ultimate martial arts, although they are powerful, it's a hundred times more troublesome to get them.”

  Chen Yunfeng still didn't know that the Xiantian Gong and Wang Chongyang's original Xiantian Gong had completely different practices. The two advantages of combining Xiantian Gong with Jiuyin Zhenjing were gathered together, only to take Xiantian Gong as the main practice.

  The Xiantian Gong is a pure Yang method, combined with the pure Yin method of Jiuyin Zhenjing. The current Hunyuan Xiantian Gong has become a method that includes both Yin and Yang, and its cultivation speed is much faster than Xiantian Gong.

  Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Yunfeng stood up from the ground, moved around to loosen up his stiff body, pushed open the cellar cover, rubbed his stomach that was growling with hunger and headed towards the kitchen.

  Chen Yunfeng was about to eat as soon as he opened the lid, but found that the meal he had prepared before his cultivation had already gone cold. Looking at the hard and congealed braised rice, he frowned and said:

  "Huh? The dishes have all gone cold and hard. I did add charcoal to the stove, it should have lasted at least half a day without going out. Could it be that my cultivation this time took several days?"

  This time, his cultivation didn't last for many days, but the results were not small. No wonder he thought he had been in a meditative state for a long time. He scratched his head, which hadn't been washed for seven or eight days, and glanced out the window at the midnight sky with a bright moon and sparse stars. He re-lit the stove to heat up the food, then carried two buckets of cold water from the water tank outside to prepare for a refreshing rinse.

  As soon as he took off his clothes, Chen Yunfeng saw two figures quickly approaching from a distance. Looking at their footsteps, they were light and swift, like those who were hurrying on the road under the moonlight. He quickly hid behind the big tree in front of the house and quietly watched them.

  Just as the two of them were passing by Chen Yunfeng's small hut, a figure whispered:

  "He suddenly said, 'Huo Du Wangzi had us go ahead and gather information. Tomorrow morning we'll attack Chongyang Palace.' I wonder what that little dragon girl he mentioned, who is as beautiful as a heavenly immortal, looks like?"

  "Heaven knows, the prince just wants to enter the tomb of the living dead, heard that there are treasures piled up like mountains, as for beauties, the prince can have as many as he wants, does he need to find a woman living in the graveyard in this desolate wilderness?"

  However, the person who spread the news said that this little dragon girl is a rare beauty in the world and has high martial arts skills. If she can be given to our prince as his woman, it would also be a good thing." Another figure spoke in a low voice without stopping their footsteps.

  After watching the two quickly climb up the mountain path, Chen Yunfeng slowly walked out from behind a large tree, using a gourd scoop to pour cold water and start washing his obviously very tangled long hair.

  He washed his long hair, which he had never thought would be so long, and quickly finished his shower. Chen Yunfeng walked back to his room, put on a relatively clean and tidy set of patchwork clothes, went to the kitchen to add some food, sat in front of the stove, and gazed at the firelight, thinking to himself:

  "Hodu is about to attack Chongyang Palace, so I'll take a look at the situation tomorrow and see. That's when Guo Da Xia will lead Yang Guo through here, and I can sneak into the back mountain water pool under the chaos."

  Life is about opportunities, he understands that even as a traverser, knowing many things that others don't know isn't that easy to mix in, just like when he came to this world, over a month has passed and he's still just doing odd jobs to make a living. Even if he obtained the Hunyuan First Heaven Technique, without continued effort to scheme and search, he thinks it will take several decades for him to become a top expert.

  Chen Yunfeng finished his meal, and the sky was gradually brightening. He tidied up a bit, stretched his body, and took advantage of the darkness before dawn to quickly make his way up the mountain. After arriving at Baozi Rock, he went into the nearby pine forest and climbed up a large tree.

  He decided to wait here, and the first act of his plan to enter the world of Shen Diao was about to begin. He touched the sheepskin bag on his back, which he had found last night after rummaging through the boxes, and couldn't help but feel a little excited;

  Although he is now considered a beginner in cultivation, he has no skills on his hands and no strength in his body. Compared to ordinary people, he won't be much stronger, and even some farmers who often exercise can easily knock him down;

  They are going to enter the Hou Shan Shui Tan later, according to the scene in the TV series, it takes at least a few minutes to dive into the water tank, his skill can hold his breath for tens of seconds is not bad, now with this sheepskin bag, his breathing underwater also has a foothold.

  Daybreak, at this time he should be going to the Heavy Sun Palace to do chores, but now he would not care about work, one step into the Jianghu, in the future he will no longer be Chen Daniu of Wangshan Village, but Chen Yunfeng who has entered the world of The Return of the Condor Hero.

  Under the morning sunlight, a large crowd of people surrounded a thirty-year-old noble young master wearing brocade robes as he walked up the mountain. Beside him was a tall and imposing monk with a black hat, resembling a dark tower. The young master held a folding fan in his hand, which was slightly opened, and he fanned himself gently in the cool breeze of the mountains as he spoke to the great monk:

  "Brother Daluba, later we'll ask the Taoist priests of Chongyang Palace to let us through. If not, we'll set fire to Chongyang Palace. Master is currently cultivating and we can't ruin his prestige."

  A string of Tibetan words came out of the mouth of Dahe Shang, and Chen Yunfeng, who was not far away in the pine forest, couldn't help but clench his fist. These two men were Dalba and Houtu from the Condor Hero series, both of whom were top-notch masters.