I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

#128 - Analysis of Immortal Path

Zhang Chen transformed into a bat and flew away, looking back at the flattened mountaintop, he couldn't help but feel a chill: "Good thing I was quick-witted, I ran as soon as the positioning was complete, otherwise I would have been blasted to death by that Jia Wood Heavenly Lightning."

If he had recklessly pinpointed his location at the Taoist temple, the entire Huangli Temple would have suffered disaster.

"But this old guy isn't going to reincarnate, is he sick? Why hasn't this old guy gone to reincarnate? Moreover, his soul is in a magnificent and vast state, seemingly possessing a bit of divine brilliance like the Yellow Heaven Tao, it's truly strange."

Zhang Chen couldn't quite understand the other party's situation, and he had no one to ask.

The fox spirit's realm was too low, asking about this kind of thing would be a waste of time.

Zhang Chen locked down his aura, hiding in the shadows, watching to see if Zhang Shicheng's Yang God would descend, but who knew that he waited half the night, and Zhang Shicheng's soul did not appear.

"This old brat hasn't reincarnated, he must be plotting some earth-shattering plan…" Zhang Chen pondered in his heart, how to make things difficult for the Prince of Pingbian.

Logically speaking, the simplest way would be to pass the news to the Surveillance Office, then the people from the Surveillance Office would definitely take action, after all, the Surveillance Office's duty is to keep an eye on the Prince of Pingbian's estate, and they would never sit idly by and watch the Prince of Pingbian grow stronger.

But the key is that he doesn't know where the Surveillance Office's lair is, so naturally, he has no way to pass on the news.

What if he found someone to spread rumors?

With the Prince of Pingbian's control over the Northern Territory, the rumors would have no chance to spread, and would already be suppressed by the Prince of Pingbian's estate.

Zhang Chen secretly kept it in mind: "No hurry, now is the crucial moment for me to study the Qi refining incantation, I absolutely can't cause any trouble.

After I embark on the path of immortality, I will come back and find trouble with this old dragon."

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Chen transformed into a bat and left, circling around the Yellow River before returning to the Taoist temple to sleep.

The days seemed to calm down, morning lessons, martial arts practice, chores, and then the day passed quickly, soon it was afternoon.

Zhang Chen casually found an excuse to send Little Bean Sprout away, transformed into a bat and left the Taoist temple, reappearing at Wangjia Lane.

The door of his master's house was tightly closed, Zhang Chen knocked on the door, and then saw Han Suzhen open the door with a tired face, revealing a smile when she saw Zhang Chen's arrival, especially when she saw the gift box in Zhang Chen's hand, which contained various melon seeds, candied fruits, and dried fruits, which seemed especially precious in this era of drought.

"Just come, why are you bringing things? It's too extravagant." Han Suzhen said, letting Zhang Chen in.

"This disciple bought some when I was passing by, thinking of bringing them to Master as snacks." Zhang Chen put more than a dozen paper packages on the table, replying.

"Come and see, I stayed up all night last night, plus I was busy all day today, and finally finished annotating this Yellow Court Scripture.

Half of the characters in here are duplicates, and only five thousand characters need to be memorized, which roughly covers all the characters in the world.

After you go back, as long as you study hard, you can be considered a literate person.

However, there are some words in here that are very rare and obscure, and I have specially made annotations for you.

You will come to me every five days in the future, and I will explain anything you don't understand." Master stood in front of the table at this time, holding the Yellow Court Scripture in her hand, beckoning to Zhang Chen, and then handed the Yellow Court Scripture to Zhang Chen's hand.

Zhang Chen took the Yellow Court Scripture, and sure enough, every word on the Yellow Court Scripture had been annotated, and there were rows of phonetic annotations between the lines, with small horizontal comments, it seemed that Han Suzhen had put her heart into it.

"Thank you, Master, for your kindness, this disciple will definitely remember it in my heart and dare not forget it." Zhang Chen solemnly performed a great salute to Han Suzhen, the longer he stayed in this world, the more he knew how serious the knowledge monopoly was.

Wanting to read and write is simply not something that can be done with money!

Zhang Chen even thought about directly transforming into a bat to eavesdrop, hiding in the corner of a certain large family's school to eavesdrop, but in this way, the time spent would be too long, and it would be impossible to recognize all the characters in three to five years.

Time is too precious for Zhang Chen, and he simply can't afford to delay it.

"I am your master!" Han Suzhen looked at the polite Zhang Chen with a pair of eyes, suddenly put on a stern face and scolded: "You probably don't know the importance of the relationship between master and disciple.

The master-disciple lineage is inherited from one line, sharing honor and disgrace, and sharing prosperity and decline, not only the inheritance of Taoism and learning, but also the inheritance of the spirit.

Although you and I are not father and son by blood, we are master and disciple by spiritual and cultural inheritance, and the relationship is no worse than blood inheritance.

You must not say such polite words in the future, otherwise, the teacher will be angry!

You are too polite, you don't take me as your master at all, you treat me as an outsider."

Hearing Han Suzhen's words, Zhang Chen's heart was inexplicably touched: "This disciple remembers."

Han Suzhen nodded in satisfaction when she saw Zhang Chen's performance: "Let's have dinner before leaving today, I bought mutton and beef, and I've been stewing it all afternoon, it will be just right for dinner."

Zhang Chen did not refuse, but respectfully said: "According to Master's wishes."

Zhang Chen had dinner at his master's house, and Chen Sanliang remained expressionless throughout the entire process, only lowering his head to eat beef, but not even looking at Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen has now obtained the annotated books, the most troublesome thing has been solved, and his attitude has changed.

Chen Sanliang ignored him, and he didn't bother to curry favor with a cold shoulder, eating beef by himself, talking to his master, and treating Chen Sanliang as air.

It wasn't until Zhang Chen finished eating, rushed to wash the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, and cleaned the yard before bidding farewell to his master and leaving.

After Zhang Chen walked out of the door, Han Suzhen closed the door and walked back to the house, Chen Sanliang coldly snorted: "This disciple of yours is too rude, he doesn't know how to respect his elders, I ate with him, and he didn't even have the slightest respect."

"Do you have a relationship with him?" Han Suzhen sat in front of the table, opened the paper bag of candied fruit, and put it into her mouth with relish, retorting unceremoniously.

"I am his grandmaster, and also his elder, why don't I have a relationship with him." Chen Sanliang said angrily.

"You don't even look at him directly, and you still want him to take the initiative to please you, he's not stupid, why would he let you waste him." Han Suzhen retorted dissatisfied: "You are an old stubborn person who doesn't know how to adapt, you are full of old aristocratic ideas, you have fallen to this point, and you are still stubbornly clinging to the rules of the aristocracy, it's really ridiculous."

Chen Sanliang was retorted to the point of speechlessness, and sat there sullenly.

"Eat candied fruit?" Han Suzhen picked up one and slowly asked: "I haven't eaten this thing for many years, I can't remember whether it's been ten or twenty years."

Hearing this, Chen Sanliang's throat moved, and his eyes looked at the candied fruit, spitting out a word from his mouth: "Eat!"

Han Suzhen smiled when she heard this, but she didn't continue to ridicule, but pushed the candied fruit back.

Outside, the sky had already darkened. Zhang Chen bought some candied fruits, put them into his sleeves, and then took out a small cloth bag he had sewn long ago. He carefully placed the book inside, tucked it into his sleeve, and then transformed into a bat and flew away.

When Zhang Chen returned to the Taoist temple, Cheng Yu was practicing her fist forms in the courtyard. Seeing Zhang Chen return, she stopped her movements and said with puffed-up cheeks, "I say, you're coming back later and later these days. You never see you diligently practicing your fist forms, but instead running around everywhere. How can you improve like this?"

"I got some delicious things today. Do you want some?" Zhang Chen ignored Cheng Yu's complaints. He was about to cultivate immortality, so practicing martial arts was impossible! Impossible for this lifetime!

Mere martial arts were a minor path, easily suppressed with a snap of the fingers.

"Delicious things?" Cheng Yu's eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly moved closer to Zhang Chen, looking at him expectantly.

"Put out your hands," Zhang Chen said.

Cheng Yu obediently held out her hands in a cupping gesture, looking very cute.

Zhang Chen grabbed a handful of candied fruits from his sleeve. The candied fruits included raisins, sweet potato slices, walnuts, candied fruits, and so on, all kinds of things. A large handful filled Cheng Yu's hands.

"What's this?" After seeing the candied fruits, Cheng Yu looked up at Zhang Chen with a blank expression.

"You haven't eaten this before?" Zhang Chen was taken aback by the question.

Cheng Yu quickly lifted her skirt to hold the candied fruits, then curiously picked one up and put it in her mouth. The next moment, her eyes lit up: "Delicious! So delicious! Where did you get this? Is this dried fruit?"

"If you like it, eat more. I'll get it for you every day from now on," Zhang Chen said, stroking Cheng Yu's head. This little girl had never even eaten candied fruit before, truly pitiful.

At this moment, Cheng Yu picked up a piece of sweet potato slice and suddenly fell silent. Zhang Chen looked over and saw the little girl shedding tears.

"What's wrong, you little girl?" Zhang Chen asked.

"You're too good to me. I was never full when I was in the Taoist temple before, and no one ever cared about me," the golden tears in the little dumpling's eyes fell like broken beads, dripping onto the sweet potato slice.

"Isn't the temple master your teacher?" Zhang Chen was stunned upon hearing this, recalling the little dumpling's experience of stealing things in the main hall before, and his heart was full of confusion.

"Master only spends a few days in the Taoist temple throughout the year? He went down the mountain yesterday and won't be back for half a year," the little dumpling's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Aren't you a Transformation Realm expert? They still dare to bully you?" Zhang Chen looked at the little dumpling.

"The Taoist temple has order. There's always someone stronger than you. Force can't solve everything," the little dumpling said sullenly, while holding the sweet potato slice and bringing it to Zhang Chen's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Zhang Chen looked at the little dumpling whose eyes were full of bloodshot veins, and then looked at the sweet potato slice that had been soaked in tears. A look of disgust appeared on his face: "This sweet potato slice has been washed by your tears. I don't want to eat your tears."

While saying that, he obediently opened his mouth. The little dumpling angrily stuffed the sweet potato slice into Zhang Chen's mouth: "Eat yours, dare to dislike your senior sister's sweet potato slice, you're really rebelling."

The sweet potato slice was very sweet, with a hint of saltiness, but Zhang Chen tasted bitterness, very bitter, like this mortal world.

"Zhang Chen, you should practice martial arts," the little dumpling nibbled on the sweet potato slice and began to urge Zhang Chen to practice martial arts, practicing the True Dragon Grand Stance.

Zhang Chen said unhappily, "It's so late, can you see if we can practice tomorrow?"

He now had hope of cultivating immortality, who would still practice martial arts?

"How can you fish for three days and dry the net for two? How will I take you to travel the world in the future?" The little dumpling was unhappy and kicked Zhang Chen's butt. The force reached the bones but did not harm the bones in the slightest, making Zhang Chen break out in cold sweat.

"I can't even beat a child, this is really messed up!" Facing the little dumpling's tyranny, Zhang Chen could only temporarily put down the matter of studying the text and patiently practice the True Dragon Grand Stance.

After practicing more than fifty times, the little dumpling shouted, "Let's stop here today."

Then the little dumpling yawned and went upstairs: "I'm going to sleep."

The little dumpling left. Zhang Chen summoned clear water to wash up, then lit the oil lamp and sat in front of the window, letting the moonlight shine down, all of which was absorbed by Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen then took out the book marked by his master and read it under the lamplight.

However, after reciting for a while, he felt that something was not quite right. The pronunciation of pinyin was too general and not convenient for interpreting the classics.

"yao zhu fu nei."

Zhang Chen looked at the first sentence of pinyin and was a little confused after reciting it: "Want to bless inside?"

What the hell?

Zhang Chen looked at the first sentence of pinyin and the wisdom in his mind began to flow: "The Yellow Court Scripture is a Qi refining classic? How can the words 'want to bless inside' appear?"

Zhang Chen was a little confused. After carefully pondering for a moment, he said: "I remember those Taoist chapters from my previous life, which talked about the great medicine and jade pearls, so..."

Zhang Chen looked at the first pinyin 'yao'. Zhang Chen pondered slightly, then picked up the brush, carefully pondered for a moment, and recorded the word '药' (medicine) according to the Chinese characters of his previous life.

The second pinyin 'zhu', Zhang Chen pondered for a while and then said: "It can't be pig anyway. Pigs are animals and cannot appear in the Qi refining formula."

But regarding the word 'zhu', Zhang Chen thought of two words that seemed to be related to the Taoist formula.

The first is cinnabar, and the second is jade pearl.

But how should this second pinyin be interpreted?

"The matter of cultivation cannot tolerate the slightest carelessness. A difference of one word may cause me to die on the spot." Zhang Chen carefully considered the words and continued to look at the following pinyin, wanting to deduce the words of the previous pinyin based on the overall sentence.

"yao zhu fu nei, zhou hou fei jin..."

Zhang Chen looked at the pinyin with a confused expression.

"I finally know why ordinary people don't steal the teachings. How difficult is it to steal the teachings? It's as difficult as ascending to the sky!" Zhang Chen looked at the pinyin and couldn't help but curse.

There are tens of thousands of pinyin on the book, how can there be no mistakes?

Moreover, this is still an obscure Qi refining chapter, involving specialized terminology, and it is simply difficult to interpret it with pinyin.

"It's troublesome! It seems that shortcuts are not easy to take. The text I interpret is not smooth at all."

"Want to bless inside, fly in after curse?" Zhang Chen muttered, then cursed: "What the hell is this? I'm afraid that after interpreting it, it will be completely contrary."