bacchusnovels Chapter 91 The elders shielded you from the storms outside.
Chapter 91 The elders shielded you from the storms outside.
"Tang Clan..."
Zhang Zhiwei, who overheard the conversation, frowned slightly.
"Xu Xin? That Tang Clan disciple from the Thirty-Six Thieves? If I remember correctly, wasn't he executed by the Tang Clan a long time ago?"
"die?"
Su Wuxian dusted off the ashes on his hands and sneered:
"Those poisoners from the Tang Clan are more cunning than anyone else."
"If Xu Xin really dies, this secret will be broken."
"This old bastard has been hidden by the Tang Clan for decades."
"Master, what's next..." Zhang Chulan asked cautiously.
"Go to the Tang Clan."
Su Wuxian said decisively:
"Since Wugensheng has passed the buck to the Tang Clan, let's go and receive it."
"and......"
Su Wuxian glanced at Feng Baobao:
"If we want to help this girl regain her memories, we absolutely have to go to the Tang Clan."
"good!"
Zhang Chulan clenched his fist.
He'd go through fire and water for any clue he could find!
"But before that..."
Su Wuxian broke the heavy atmosphere by clapping his hands:
"This drawing and letter were just his doodles as he vented his frustrations."
"The real good stuff is yet to come."
"later?"
Following Su Wuxian's gaze, everyone saw that behind the hidden compartment of the painting was a seemingly ordinary stone wall.
"Zhang Chulan, open the door."
Su Wuxian said to Zhang Chulan beside him.
"Ah...me?"
Zhang Chulan was stunned.
What door? How do I open it?
"Don't you find that protruding rock strange?"
Zhang Chulan looked closely and discovered that there was indeed a strange, protruding stone.
He walked to the stone wall, grabbed the protruding rock, and twisted it forcefully.
"Zha zha zha........"
A dull rustling sound rang out as the stone wall slowly slid away, revealing an even more secluded inner cave.
The hole wasn't big, but it was unusually dry.
The cave walls are covered with densely packed texts and patterns.
But it's all jumbled up and I can't understand what it says at all.
In the very center of the cave, there was only a huge stone tablet with a smooth, mirror-like surface.
"What... what is this?"
As soon as Zhang Chulan stepped inside, the Qi within his body surged violently like boiling water!
The "Nascent Soul" (the infant created by the old farmer's cultivation) inside his dantian unexpectedly opened its eyes uncontrollably, staring intently at the inscription on the wall.
"The Hermit of Ziyang Mountain"
Zhang Zhiwei stepped forward, looked at the inscription at the top of the stone wall, adjusted his sunglasses, and his tone unusually carried a hint of respect:
"So that's how it is... No wonder Huaiyi was able to comprehend the origin and flow of Qi."
"There is actually a genuine work by Zhang Boduan (Ziyang Zhenren) hidden here."
"The Hermit of Ziyang Mountain?" Wang Ye exclaimed in surprise, "The founder of the Southern School of Taoism?"
"That's right."
Su Wuxian walked to the stone wall and touched the carvings that were still clear after thousands of years:
"The Quanzhen School cultivates the mind but not the body; the Zhengyi School cultivates the body but not the mind."
"And this Master Ziyang was a grandmaster who truly advocated the cultivation of both body and mind."
"The inscriptions here do not record specific moves, but rather... the method for achieving Nascent Soul status."
Su Wuxian turned his head and looked at Zhang Chulan, who was covered in sweat and had a flushed face:
"Zhang Chulan, the 'Divine Spirit' inside you, or the 'Old Farmer's Skill' passed down to you by your grandfather, is actually a key."
"Wugensheng brought your grandfather here back then so that he could see this."
"Your grandfather saw it, understood it, and that's how the Qi Body Source Flow came about."
"Wugensheng saw it, understood it, and thus achieved great spiritual enlightenment."
"Now……"
Su Wuxian pointed at the stone wall, his voice booming like a great bell, making Zhang Chulan's eardrums ring:
"It's your turn."
"sit down!"
Su Wuxian gave a low shout.
"Thump!"
Zhang Chulan couldn't control his body at all; his legs went weak, and he ended up sitting cross-legged in front of the stone wall.
He felt the Qi within his body circulating wildly, the "Nascent Soul" that usually only stole Qi.
At this moment, it actually wanted to break free of its body and devour the words on the wall!
"Don't be afraid."
Su Wuxian placed his palm on Zhang Chulan's head.
A gentle stream of primordial energy flowed in, helping to calm his restless mind:
"Don't look with your eyes, look with your heart."
"Your old farming skills can not only break down all things, but also... nurture all things."
"The path your grandfather didn't finish, today, your advisor will accompany you to finish."
Zhang Chulan closed his eyes.
In his perception, the words on the wall came to life.
They transformed into tiny golden figures, leaping into his mind and burrowing into his dantian, where they began to rotate and merge around the nascent soul.
"This is……"
Zhang Chulan's consciousness entered a mysterious state.
He seemed to see his grandfather from back then, sitting in this very spot, his face filled with fervent deduction.
He also seemed to see Wugensheng standing to the side, smiling mockingly.
"Huaiyi, tell me, is this the end of skill, or the end of humanity?"
boom!!!!
The golden light emanating from Zhang Chulan changed.
The originally dazzling golden light gradually became more subdued, eventually revealing a transparent texture that returned to its original simplicity, just like... a newborn baby.
"He has entered a meditative state."
Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said approvingly:
"This kid has good comprehension; he's passed this test."
Tian Jinzhong watched with envy from the sidelines:
"Junior brother, this thing is pretty good. Can I practice writing on the wall too?"
"you?"
Su Wuxian glanced at him and smiled:
"Second Senior Brother, you're too impatient. This thing cultivates 'stillness,' you can't do it."
"but……"
Su Wuxian looked out of the cave, his eyes slightly narrowed:
"It seems like quite a few 'sparring partners' have come outside."
"You can use them to practice your 'movement'."
The voice just fell.
"BOOM!!"
A loud bang came from the mouth of the valley.
The entire cave trembled slightly.
"Enemy attack?"
Wang Ye instantly became alert and rushed towards the cave entrance.
The valley was now shrouded in an eerie green light.
That is... a large alchemical barrier from the West.
Meanwhile, at the mouth of the valley, a dense, dark mass of people was advancing.
They were all fully armed mercenaries.
"Wow, that's a big spender."
Tian Jinzhong wasn't afraid at all; instead, he excitedly rubbed his hands together and took out his entrenching tool.
"They've even brought rocket launchers? Is this a prelude to war?"
Su Wuxian continued to hold Zhang Chulan's head down, saying without turning his head:
"Senior brother, second senior brother."
"Leave this to me. This kid is at a crucial moment; we can't let him go."
"Those flies outside..."
"Leave it to us."
Zhang Zhiwei straightened his collar, and a domineering smile curved his lips behind his sunglasses:
"Perfect."
"I also want to see what level those Western superhumans are at, and whether they can withstand my slap."
"Let's go!"
Tian Jinzhong let out a strange cry and rushed out first.
"Men! Follow me! The advisor will lead you to slaughter them!"
Inside the cave, all was quiet.
Only Su Wuxian and Zhang Chulan, who was in meditation, were present.
And that painting hanging on the wall, silently mocking the world, "Standing Tall and Firm."
"Relax and understand."
Su Wuxian looked at Zhang Chulan and said softly:
"The elders have shielded you from the wind and rain outside."
(Don't get hung up on the fact that Wugensheng didn't erase all the words or anything. He did change it, he changed the plot. This part was just too difficult to write. I've revised the outline dozens of times. That's it for now. I'm about to start the next part of the plot.)