I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

#301 - The Great Luck Person: Liu Ji

Hearing Xie Lingyun's words, even Zhang Chen was dumbfounded, his eyes full of confusion: "I don't know where that six-colored flame came from."

"You found the Eight Trigrams Furnace, and you refined the treasure. How could you not know the origin of the flames in the Eight Trigrams Furnace?" Xie Lingyun was a little dumbfounded after hearing Zhang Chen's words.

Hearing Xie Lingyun's words, Zhang Chen sighed softly: "Don't mention it! I can't understand this Eight Trigrams Furnace more and more now."

Xie Lingyun didn't doubt Zhang Chen's words, but just felt that the heat in the cave was a bit strange. The aura unintentionally emitted by the flame actually made Yin God experts feel like they were walking on thin ice. How powerful would the true flame in the furnace be?

"By the way, your little brothers and sisters miss you very much. Aren't you going to the Inspection Department to take a look?" Xie Lingyun changed the subject, as she didn't want to covet Zhang Chen's secrets.

Hearing this, Zhang Chen thought of the two little ones, and then thought of his stepmother, and then shook his head: "It's enough for them to have a place to live and live safely and happily. It won't be too late to take them back when I become stronger in the future."

Zhang Chen wanted to lie low in the Huangli Temple to steal points, and didn't want to have too many ties with his family, so as to divert the attention of those old guys.

Xie Lingyun didn't say much after hearing this. The two chatted for a while, Zhang Chen finished sending the message for Xie Lingyun, and then quietly returned to the Taoist temple.

However, as soon as Zhang Chen walked out of the courtyard, he saw a familiar figure, dressed in a Taoist robe, carrying a treasured sword on his back, standing pale at the door, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Chu Mingyue." Zhang Chen looked at the figure blocking the door, and couldn't help but frown, a hint of caution appearing in his eyes.

He knew that Chu Mingyue would never let it go after he had cut off two taels of flesh from Chu Mingyue's crotch, but to his surprise, Chu Mingyue's injury recovered a bit quickly, so quickly that it was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"It seems that there are still some merits in this world. According to the recovery speed of wounds in my previous life, it would take at least a month to get out of bed, right? In just a few days, Chu Mingyue not only got out of bed, but can also walk?" Zhang Chen slandered secretly in his heart.

Zhang Chen looked at Chu Mingyue, Chu Mingyue saw Zhang Chen, and then Chu Mingyue smiled sinisterly, a trace of femininity appeared on his handsome facial features: "Junior Brother Zhang, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"It's been a long time." Zhang Chen said with a smile: "During the martial arts competition before, my junior brother's skills were not enough, and he accidentally injured his senior brother. Please don't blame me, senior brother."

"What's there to blame? Martial arts competitions are originally a matter of fists and feet, how could I blame you?" Although Chu Mingyue said he didn't blame him, the hatred in his eyes was so strong that it was about to turn into knives and fly out to stab Zhang Chen to death.

"Of course, there are exits everywhere in life. If it wasn't for Junior Brother's accomplishment, how could the sect have given me such an opportunity?" Chu Mingyue's words were incoherent, making Zhang Chen feel a little hairy in his heart. What 'opportunity'?

"I don't understand, what is the opportunity that senior brother is talking about?" Zhang Chen didn't understand what he meant.

Chu Mingyue smiled, did not answer Zhang Chen's words, but looked up and down at Zhang Chen, as if to firmly imprint Zhang Chen in his bones: "I came here today to say goodbye to my junior brother. I have a word to tell you, there will inevitably be turmoil in the Huangtian Dao in the future, you must live well, you must live well! Don't die in the turmoil."

Chu Mingyue left. Zhang Chen looked at Chu Mingyue's back, knowing in his heart that the other party had not said a word, that is, 'I will personally beat you to death when the time comes'.

"This guy seems to be a source of trouble, and he has to be beaten to death sooner." Zhang Chen's eyes looked at Chu Mingyue's back, a fierce light appearing in his eyes:

"The Blood God Son can take action tonight."

Zhang Chen walked back to his house and continued to lurk underground to steal points. It wasn't until late at night that Zhang Chen turned into a stream of water and re-infiltrated into the soil, all the way towards Chu Mingyue's room.

Although Chu Mingyue was a proud son of heaven, he also lived in a shared room. However, now that the people from the various Taoist temples had dispersed, the Taoist temple's guest rooms were empty again. When Zhang Chen came to the shared room where Chu Mingyue was, the shared room was completely empty, and even all of Chu Mingyue's belongings had disappeared.

"This guy is gone?" Zhang Chen revealed his traces in the room, looked at the empty shared room, scanned the clean room, a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes: "He ran fast! But so what if he ran away? If I meet him outside, with my invisibility skills, I can guarantee that you will die in one encounter."

Zhang Chen sighed softly and turned into a stream of water and re-lurked back underground. He never took Chu Mingyue to heart. If Chu Mingyue hadn't jumped out again, Zhang Chen would not have noticed him at all.

Nothing happened overnight. Zhang Chen stole incense points for another night. The next day, when he was happily preparing to attend the morning class, a familiar figure appeared in his eyes.

"That is... Old Village Chief Liu Ji?" Zhang Chen looked at the figure under the dim lights and couldn't help but be shocked.

How did Old Village Chief Liu Ji sneak into the Huangli Temple?

"Or is the old village chief originally from the Huangli Temple, and then disguised himself at the foot of the mountain?" Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Chen's mind.

He couldn't figure it out. Liu Ji was already sixty years old, and he was still accepted into the Huangtian Dao? Could it be that this Liu Ji has something special about him?

(In the previous article, Liu Ji obtained the absolute barrier green罩子 of the ancient gods and demons)

Zhang Chen was puzzled and didn't know what role the old village chief Liu Ji was playing in it. The layout of this Huangtian Dao was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Just as Zhang Chen's mind was in a mess, at this time, the abbot Liu Feng walked out and began to summon the disciples to do the morning class. After the morning class was over, Liu Feng did not ask everyone to disperse, but bowed to the void: "Respectfully invite Uncle Master to come."

Along with his bowing action, a ball of divine light flickered in the void, and Gu Mingyue appeared in the main hall, saying to Liu Feng: "Get up."

Liu Feng bowed again before getting up.

At this time, Gu Mingyue stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the crowd, and then his eyes fell on Liu Ji: "Liu Ji."

"Disciple is here." Liu Ji hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, walked forward a little clumsily, and knelt directly in front of Gu Mingyue.

"Today, all the disciples are here to witness that I will accept you as my closed disciple. Let's hold a ceremony for accepting disciples today, so that all the disciples can witness it." Gu Mingyue's voice spread throughout the hall.

Zhang Chen's eyes at the bottom showed a hint of surprise and envy, his eyes full of shock: "What the hell is going on? Am I dreaming? Why does Liu Ji have such luck?"

Zhang Chen's eyes were full of shock, what does this little old man Liu Ji have?

Zhang Chen opened his Dharma Eyes and looked at Liu Ji. He was immediately shocked to see a massive aura gathering around Liu Ji. The aura was so vast and mighty that it was comparable to a Jiao dragon transforming into a real dragon.

“Could this Liu Ji be the reincarnation of some old Yang God?” Zhang Chen thought, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“This old fellow has such great luck. Why didn't I notice it before?”

Zhang Chen's eyes were filled with disbelief. As he pondered, the three-hour apprenticeship ceremony finally ended, and the crowd dispersed.

At that moment, the sun rose in the east, and a ray of morning light shone on the square, as if draping Liu Ji in a golden glow.

“Liu Ji was directly accepted as a disciple by Gu Mingyue upon entering the sect, while my useless master, Wu Changming, has completely disappeared. He didn't even show up when my first place in the competition was snatched away. Good riddance to that useless master!” Zhang Chen stood in the crowd, feeling sour, his eyes red with envy, as if he had just eaten a lemon.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, the crowd dispersed. Cheng Yu tugged at Zhang Chen's sleeve and ran towards the cafeteria. Since joining the Pingbian Prince's Mansion, the food at Huangtiandao had improved. Today's breakfast was even meat buns and meat porridge.

However, as Zhang Chen and Cheng Yu were walking back with their breakfast, they happened to encounter Liu Ji, who was surrounded by disciples. Liu Ji was in the center of the crowd, looking very impressive.

Zhang Chen saw Liu Ji, and Liu Ji also saw Zhang Chen. They exchanged a glance and were both stunned.

Just as they were about to pass each other, Liu Ji tentatively called out to Zhang Chen: “Zhang's boy?”

“Uncle Liu.” Facing Liu Ji, Zhang Chen had no choice but to stop and greet him respectfully.

Even his father, when he was alive, would call him Uncle Liu. How could Zhang Chen pretend not to see him?

Liu Ji waved his hand to dismiss the followers around him, then quickly stepped forward and sized up Zhang Chen for a moment. Finally, his gaze landed on Zhang Chen's full head of white hair: “You look so different now. If you didn't look more and more like your father, I probably wouldn't have recognized you.”

With that, Liu Ji pulled Zhang Chen to a secluded gazebo. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he lowered his voice and asked: “How did you end up in this Huangli Temple?”

“To survive.” Zhang Chen said with a wry smile.

He really was trying to survive. He knew that if he hadn't overheard the secret of Huangtiandao's rebellion and stayed here, he would have been killed.

When Liu Ji heard Zhang Chen's words, he thought that Zhang Chen couldn't make a living down the mountain, so he ran to Huangli Temple to find a way to survive.

“I thought you had gone to Kyoto to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan. Who knew you were actually in Huangli Temple? What about your younger brother and sister? Is your stepmother still alive?” Liu Ji asked.

When Zhang Chen heard the word 'Kyoto,' his heart stirred. This was not the first time he had heard this word. His background seemed to be inexplicably linked to Kyoto. Unfortunately, he had not broken the mystery of the womb at the time, and his memories of Kyoto were too vague, and he could barely remember anything.

“My younger sister and brother are all making a living down the mountain.” Zhang Chen looked at Liu Ji, subtly concealing his thoughts, and then asked in return: “Uncle Liu, can you tell me about my father? I don't remember the past very clearly.”

Liu Ji looked at Zhang Chen deeply. This kid was able to survive the pursuit of the Pingbian Prince's Mansion and was not killed while living in the same Taoist temple as Zhang Xiaohua, so he was obviously not a simple person.

Liu Ji did not hide anything but told him what he knew: “What would an old farmer like me know? I only know that your father came from Kyoto and was exiled here, gaining the status of a criminal slave. Later, your father used some method to get rid of the corvée and brought you to live in the village.”

“I remember when your father first came, his eyes were bright and energetic, and he seemed to have an indescribable noble aura, so I didn't make things too difficult for him. You were just running around when you came here, and now you've grown so big…” Liu Ji said, gesturing with his hand.

Zhang Chen was silent when he heard this. Liu Ji didn't say much, but it did trigger a few vague clues in his memory.

“Oh, yes, there's something I need to tell you. Your status as a slave is a big problem. You should try to find a way to get rid of your slave status as soon as possible. If that doesn't work, you should pretend to be dead and escape, otherwise it will become a fatal flaw sooner or later.” Liu Ji solemnly warned Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen nodded when he heard this. The matter of his slave status was a stone weighing on his heart, but his father was exiled here by imperial decree, and even the Pingbian Prince's Mansion had no right to change it.

Hearing Liu Ji's words, Zhang Chen chuckled and smiled: “Uncle Liu, we are both strangers in this place, so we are fellow villagers in the future. We must be more intimate and help each other more. You have been accepted as a disciple by Grandmaster Gu Mingyue, and I still have to rely on you to take care of me.”

Liu Ji patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder, and his words were frank: “Don't talk nonsense. I dare not help you. You have committed such a big crime, and I don't know how many people in the Pingbian Prince's Mansion want to kill you. Who dares to help you? But in private, if you encounter a crisis that you can't overcome, I can secretly give you a hand. But if it is a matter on the surface, you kid better stay away from me, I'm afraid of being implicated by you.”

After some polite words, Liu Ji turned and left, leaving Zhang Chen looking at Liu Ji's back, his eyes full of emotion: “It's really unreasonable! What kind of dog shit luck did this old fellow Liu Ji have?”

Zhang Chen turned around and walked back to his small residence. Thinking of Liu Ji, who had become Gu Mingyue's disciple, he felt even more annoyed.

It was really unreasonable. The things that he had worked so hard to obtain were just things that these lucky bastards could easily get. Where is there any reason in this world?

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen's hatred for Huangtiandao deepened a bit, and he directly transformed into a stream of water and infiltrated the ground, continuing to gather incense and faith. He would recover the grievances he had suffered in the power of incense.

Time passed quickly, and life returned to peace, but finally, seven days later, the pool of incense and faith under Huangli Temple was completely filled with water.

The pool is full!

Investiture of the Gods is finally about to begin!