Chapter 154: Chen Hao's Fury

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  Shen Gong is a technique obtained by Chen Xiao from the Nanman Mingyu Xianjian Dongfu, like Huan Shen Gong and Lu Shen Gong, it is a mysterious and unpredictable divine soul attack method.

  The illusion technique can only be performed by condensing mental energy.

  The Shocking Divine Technique can only be performed by condensing spiritual thoughts.

  The requirements for the Divine Execution Technique are extremely high, and the power of the divine soul must reach the realm of divine consciousness before it can be performed.

  At present, Chen Yao's divine soul power has reached the realm of divine thought, only one step away from divine consciousness. Using the Divine Shocking Technique is more than enough, and its power is even more terrifying than when it destroyed the Li family's great elder, capable of shattering the spiritual sea of an ordinary purple mansion cultivator in an instant, rendering them a complete idiot.

  And in the event of an unexpected attack, Huang Ting's sea of consciousness would also suffer heavy damage, and the two-instrument golden elixir cultivator would also experience a brief daze due to the attack on his sea of consciousness.

  "Huh?" Feng Ming, who was closely following Liu Linbao's sedan chair, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart as he keenly sensed that a powerful divine soul had instantly locked onto him.

  But before he could react, a huge mountain suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness and slammed down, a wave of pain from the depths of his soul surged throughout his body, and his consciousness also became a little fuzzy. If he hadn't forcibly controlled his body, he would have almost crashed into the wall.

  "Damn it! It's actually a Soul Attack technique! Who is it? Who ambushed me?" Half a moment later, Feng Ming woke up from the intense pain, his eyes gleaming with ferocity as he swept his gaze around him.

  The streets were crowded with people, bustling about, each and every one of them looking normal. After scanning the surroundings for half a day, not a single suspicious trace was found. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, "I'm already at the Two Instruments Golden Elixir realm now, if someone wants to secretly plot against me, they'd have to be a Nirvana realm cultivator... could it be that this little brat has a powerful backer?"

  It's no wonder he was so suspicious, after all, the method of soul attack is too rare, and he didn't think that Chen Xuan not only cultivated the method of soul attack, but also had a soul power that was in no way inferior to his.

  "It's a good thing, it's a good thing that this master didn't have the intention of killing anyone, otherwise I, Feng Ming, would have ended up dying here today......" As soon as he thought of this, Feng Ming didn't dare to continue chasing Chen Yu, and with a burst of speed, he disappeared into the vast crowd in just a few leaps.

  Before long, he came to a civilian house and looked around for a while. Seeing no one paying attention to himself, he quickly squeezed in the door.

  "Master Fang, that little guy has appeared in Longyuan City. Unfortunately, he's got a powerful person protecting him, so I couldn't get close. And that powerful person wields a divine soul attack method, which even broke through my sea of consciousness and dealt me some damage. If I hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid I wouldn't have made it back this time."

  Feng Ming entered the room, his face gloomy as he said: "I suggest we request support instead. There are too many powerful experts in Longyuan City, and with just our two powers, it's impossible to retrieve the Nine-Character True Word Spirit-Sealing Symbol. You know that the Xianqi Pagoda on that kid's body has become the focal point of attention for all major forces, each one eager to snatch it into their own hands. If we act rashly again, I'm afraid our identities will be exposed."

  A figure in a black robe, the master of the temple, was pruning a blood-red mandrake flower. The delicate and pale hand, like a beautiful jade, grasped a sharp flying sword. As the wrist moved, some withered leaves were cut into countless pieces, rustling as they fell to the ground, like a gentle rain, sprinkling everywhere, creating a leisurely atmosphere.

  However, upon hearing Feng Ming's words, the master of the Brahma Temple halted for a moment, and his sharp flying sword burst out with a fierce sword energy, instantly shattering a stem of luxuriantly blooming mandrake flowers into powder, and the flower pot also shattered into countless pieces of broken tiles.

  "It seems we can only retreat for now." The voice of the master of the temple was tinged with a hint of unwillingness, and he sighed: "I originally thought you would bring back some good news, who knew it would be..."

  "Did something happen during this period of time?" Feng Ming asked in surprise.

  "It's all right, the news of the thirty-two demon guards being killed has already reached His Majesty, and a Blood Moon Transmission Book was sent to order us to return to the sect immediately, without any delay." The master of the Brahma Temple said slowly.

  "What? If we go back like this, won't we be...be..." Feng Ming couldn't continue, his face revealing endless fear.

  "I'm not worried about that, the emperor is currently in a period of using people and won't use us as scapegoats. If the Nine-Character True Word Talisman is lost, it can be found again." The master of the Brahma Temple said coldly: "I just feel a bit resentful, originally the stable and secure celestial device, the Floating Tower of the Heavens, was ruined by a little brat, losing both treasure and soldiers, it's simply a great shame!"

  "What does Fang Dianzhu mean?" Feng Ming heard that there was no danger to his life, and he immediately let out a sigh of relief. As for what kind of humiliation, he didn't care about it at all.

  "What do I mean? What else can I do? The master has been planning for decades to revive the sect, and cannot afford any mistakes. Now, because of you and me, the existence of the sect has been indirectly exposed, and I'm afraid that the major powers in Longyuan City have already guessed our origins." The owner of the temple said slowly: "And this time, the master summoned us back to the sect, it is to accumulate power, after ten years, the Blood God Pool will be successfully refined, and then fully launch the plan to revive the Blood Moon!"

  "Is the war finally going to start?" Feng Ming's mind was stirred up, and he couldn't help but lick his lips. "This Great Chu Dynasty is indeed prosperous and flourishing. Being stuck in that desolate Blood Prison for days on end is simply like being in hell. I don't want to stay there anymore." What a pity...I still have to wait another ten years..."

  "Ten years?" The master of the Brahma Temple said in a faint voice, "For us cultivators, it's just a momentary effort."

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  Six dragons carry the imperial carriage.

  After repelling the black-robed man with his shaking divine technique, Chen Chao let out a long sigh and completely relaxed, having already made up his mind that unless there was an extremely urgent matter, he would never rashly enter Longyuan City again.

  He knew that now, with the Xianqi Pagoda in his possession, he had become an object of envy for countless people, and had also offended the Blood Moon Demon Sect, which might have been revived from its ashes. Before his strength was sufficient to protect himself, it was still safer to hide within the Liuyun Sword Sect.

  Soon, under Chen Hao's guidance, the six-lion carriage stopped in front of a courtyard.

  The courtyard here is a bit old and dilapidated, obviously no one has lived for a long time. The vermilion gate has fallen off in pieces, the wall is overgrown with withered grass, and the green moss is mottled. A wild cat sees someone approaching, jumps over the eaves with a swish, and disappears.

  Chen Xuan and others had just walked down the six-lion treasure carriage, and the withered old man who drove the carriage also came down, raised his eyes to look at the courtyard, and fell into deep thought without speaking.

  "This is Chen Fengshi, the head of the Duanmu family's secret investigation team. All big and small things in Longyuan City cannot escape his ears and eyes. He is extremely formidable. It is said that Lingkongzi, the leader of the Liuyun Sword Sect, once wanted him to join the Liuyun Sword Sect, but was politely declined by him. The Duanmu family has also become the most informed existence among various forces because Chen Fengshi is in charge." Du Qingxi transmitted a message to Chen Tai, explaining.

  Chen Xiao was taken aback and from then on did not dare to underestimate the unassuming old man in front of him.

  "Mr. Chen, do you know where the man, woman and little girl who lived in this courtyard two years ago went?" asked Du Mu Ze.

  "Master, the man's name is Meng Kong, the woman's name is Bai Yuqing, and the little girl's name is Xixi. They moved here two years ago and stayed for less than seven days." Chen Fengshi said slowly, with a thoughtful expression in his dull eyes.

  "Then you know where they went?" Chen Xiao's expression changed, and he asked.

  Chen Feng's eyes were fixed in deep thought, and he remained silent for a long time.

  "Don't worry, Old Man Chen will definitely know, he's searching his memories right now." Tanaka transmitted, full of confidence.

  Chen Tang nodded and thought to himself: "It seems that asking Du Mu Ze for help this time was indeed the right decision!"

  "Young master, there are some things I don't know if I should say or not." After a long while, Chen Feng slowly spoke up.

  "You said." Duanmu Ze replied without hesitation: "These are all my most trusted friends, no need to hide anything."

  "This matter is related to Xingluo Palace!" Chen Feng's words shocked everyone.

  Chen Yao's face suddenly sank, remembering Chai Le Tian who died at his own hands. Wasn't his old ancestor a heavenly law practitioner of the Xing Luo Palace?

  Is it because of myself?

  However, corresponding to the time, Chen Tang was a bit uncertain again, because when Bai Yi and others disappeared, he didn't seem to have killed Chai Le Tian!

  "That little girl named Xixi was born with a natural talent, and her qualifications were unmatched. She was taken in by a female elder named Jiang Qing from the Star Luo Palace, who forcibly took her as an apprentice." Chen Feng's face remained expressionless as he continued, "That Bai Wanjing left with hatred in her heart, vowing to one day annihilate the entire Star Luo Palace, but her whereabouts are still unknown. As for that Meng Kong, in his attempt to rescue the little girl, both of his arms were crippled and his meridians were severely damaged, rendering him useless. He has now become a street beggar."

  Upon hearing this, Chen Xiao and Chen Hao's faces suddenly turned extremely ugly and icy cold. Even the three people beside Du Qingxiu didn't look good either.

  How shameless!

  What's the difference between Xingluo Palace's actions of forcibly taking away other people's children and those despicable human traffickers?

  "I'm going to kill that Jiang Qing! Kill her!!" Chen Hao gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between them. His feelings for Meng Kong were extremely deep, and now hearing that Meng Kong's arms had been crippled, his meridians completely destroyed, and he had fallen to become a beggar on the streets, how could his anger be suppressed?

  "Chen Bo, do you know where Meng Kong is now?" Chen Tai took a deep breath, patted his brother's shoulder to calm him down, and then slowly spoke.

  "Follow me." Chen Feng nodded and stepped onto the Liulian treasure sedan.

  A group of people drove forward in silence, the atmosphere was dull and oppressive, they all lost the thought of speaking. Before long, the carriage stopped at an intersection.

  The intersection is filled with sewage and garbage, with row upon row of tattered and worn-out tents standing there, as if they would collapse at the slightest breeze.

  In front of one of the tents, there was a man with disheveled hair, a gaunt face, and mud all over his body, crouched in the dirty water, emitting a foul odor from his body.

  When Chen Yu and the others arrived, this person was curled up on the ground, completely still, as if he had long since lost his soul, leaving behind only a shell of a body with an extremely weak life force.

  Seeing this scene, Chen Hao widened his eyes and trembled with voice: "Uncle Meng Kong?"

  The beggar on the ground trembled, but did not lift his head.

  Chen Xiao was also taken aback, he still remembered that the first time he saw Meng Kong, his stature was tall and majestic, with a heroic spirit, and his every move was full of vigor and grandeur.

  But now... has fallen to a filthy beggar crouched in the sewage, is this still the number one sword cultivator of Songyuan Academy?

  A surge of indescribable pain welled up in his heart, Chen Tao gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, saying nothing.

  His younger brother Chen Hao had already knelt down on the ground, with a loud cry and said: "Uncle Meng Kong, did you hear that? It's me, Chen Hao, I'm Chen Hao!"

  Upon witnessing this scene, Du Qingxi and the other two people all revealed expressions of unbearable sight, with a pang in their hearts.

  "You've got the wrong person, I'm not Meng Kong, hurry up and leave." The beggar who was curled up on the ground finally spoke, his hoarse and weak voice revealing a hint of indescribable pain, as if he was enduring something alone.

  "You... are you worried that I'll offend the Star Luo Palace? Isn't she just an elder of the Star Luo Palace? I'll go kill her right now!" Chen Hao suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

  "Halt!" Chen Xiao's deep voice boomed: "It's no use getting angry now, first take Uncle Meng Kong back to the Liuyun Sword Sect to recover from his injuries. I'll go visit Big Brother Bei Heng and we'll work together to rescue Xiangxiang."

  Chen Hao's body stiffened, gritting his teeth and saying: "Alright! Brother, but don't stop me from avenging Uncle Meng Kong. Without Uncle Meng Kong, there wouldn't be a Chen Hao today. I must help Uncle Meng Kong take revenge!"

  "I'll agree with you, but not today." Chen Xiao struggled to keep himself calm, and slowly said: "Now, let's first return to the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect."

  Chen Hao remained silent for a long time, then squatted down and carried Meng Kong on his back, taking steps to leave.

  Filthy stench and polluted water soaked his entire body, the pungent smell surged into his nostrils, but he didn't care, because what he carried on his back was a master who had sent him to the path of the sword.

  No mistake, in Chen Huan's heart, Meng Kong was his master, without Meng Kong, there would be no today for him, Chen Huan!

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  PS: I've written 500,000 words and only completed a fifth of the outline. I need to speed up the plot now.