Chapter 2 Xiao Chunyang Gong
"Master~!" This time, Bai Yunzi did not wake up again and was truly dead.
Everyone burst into grief and wept.
Half an hour later, Yi Chen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, helped up several fellow apprentices, and after carefully wiping the master's body, he moved five large bundles of firewood from the woodshed in the backyard and placed the master's body on top.
In the raging fire, four people sat in a circle and chanted sutras for the afterlife together. The firelight illuminated their faces, and the master's body turned to ashes in the fire.
Yi Chen calmed down and looked at Qing Yunzi, Qing Feng and Ming Yue. His expression became firm again.
Qingfeng and Mingyue are only eight years old, and they are also orphans picked up by their master outside. Qingyunzi is a little older than them, but only fifteen years old. As the eldest brother, he has to take responsibility and cannot indulge in pain.
After finally persuading his three fellow apprentices to go back and rest, Yi Chen looked at the bright moon outside the window, feeling lost and confused.
Without his master, the pillar of the family, could he still support the Yinlong Temple? You have to know that his master was upright and had offended many people.
Those without "spirituality" cannot cultivate the pure Yang magic power like the master, and can only practice the small pure Yang internal skills.
Pure Yang magic power and small Pure Yang internal energy sound similar, but the actual results are very different.
This world is full of demons and ghosts, and evil spirits are rampant. When facing those strange creatures, one point of magical power is ten times or a hundred times less than ordinary internal strength.
For a practitioner with magical powers, facing a master of internal strength, it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.
For a moment, all kinds of thoughts came to Yi Chen's mind.
"Oh, right, Master's second wish was for me to open it after he died. Now that Master has passed away, it's time to see what Master's second wish is."
Yi Chen hurried to his master's room, where a black package was placed beside the bed.
When I opened the package, I saw two pieces of letter paper and a small box inside.
On the piece of letter was a personal letter from my beloved disciple Yi Chen.
One letter was addressed to Master Piaoxue from Shuiyue Temple, and the sender was signed as... Yi Fengjiu.
Yi Chen: "..." Oh my god, Master Piaoxue of Shuiyue Temple, Master has an old lover? No wonder Master kept silent before his death and asked me to check his belongings...
Qingfeng and Mingyue are still young, so it is really not appropriate to talk about this in front of them.
As soon as he opened the bundle, an image of Ma Lao C flying in the sky flashed through Yi Chen's mind.
Yi Chen opened the letter his master left for him.
"My disciple, I am writing to you as if I had met you. I am already dead now. I have one regret that has always been on my mind. I have lived an upright life, but I have failed an old friend."
"When the time is right, and your fellow apprentices have established themselves, you can take my master's ashes and letters to Dadu, and go to Shuiyue Temple to find a nun named Piaoxue, and give my master's ashes and letters to her."
"In this way, I, the teacher, can rest in peace."
"By the way, the box contains the token of my position as the headmaster of the Hidden Dragon Temple. It has been passed down for thousands of years. I will pass it on to you today. If you don't want to do it one day, you can pass it on to your junior brother Qing Yunzi."
"In today's world, evil spirits are rampant. You must protect yourselves. If the Hidden Dragon Temple cannot be maintained, or none of you four brothers awakens the 'spirituality', then you should each find a way to make a living."
"Although it is my wish to promote the Taoist tradition of the Hidden Dragon Temple, I hope that you all live well."
"Finally, important things should be said twice."
"Yi Chen, please do not peek at the letter to Master Piaoxue, and do not show it to anyone else. I will then tell you the contents of the letter.
Yi Chen, please do not peek at the letter to Master Piaoxue, and do not show it to others. I will then tell you the contents of the letter.
If you violate it, you are no longer my disciple, and I will die with regrets... "
Yi Chen: “…” Master is so strict, my hands are itching.
Looking at the wax-sealed letter, Yi Chen thought for a moment. Although he was very curious, his master was so serious in the letter that he did not dare to let his master die with regrets... So he carefully put the letter away.
After hiding the letter in a secret place in the room, Yi Chen opened the small black box in the package. Inside was a dark green ring. This was the token of the head of Yinlong Temple.
It is also one of the few things that the master left in this world.
Yi Chen put the ring on his hand and rubbed it sentimentally. After a while, a cool breath came from the ring and was absorbed by his body along his fingers.
Suddenly, his eyes blurred and a curtain of light appeared on his retina out of nowhere.
[Name: Yi Chen]
【Lifespan: 18/89】
[Strength: 2.0, Vitality: 2.0, Spirit: 2.5, Agility: 1.8] (normal number of people is 1)
[Kung Fu: Xiao Chun Yang Gong, Level 2 (Specialties, Physical Fitness, Strong Yang Energy)]
[Passive skills: Painting skill lv1, Wedding hosting lv2, Funeral hosting lv3. Cooking skill lv3]
[Source Points: 0] (can be obtained by stimulating the body through exercise, and can improve the four-dimensional data of strength, body, precision and agility.)
[Crimson value: 66.] (Can be obtained through special items or by killing demons and evil creatures. Used to improve the level of skills or to deduce.) Yi Chen rubbed his eyes.
"???"
"Dad, you're here!"
"very nice!"
Yi Chen calmly accepted the appearance of the golden finger. After all, he had traveled through time, so isn’t it reasonable to have a golden finger?
Ten years. It took a full ten years to arrive.
Do you know how Yi Chen has been through the past ten years?
In this terrifying world full of demons and evil spirits, it is so difficult to sleep at night with one eye open and one eye closed.
Fortunately, good food is never too late.
The master's ring gave Yi Chen exactly 66 deep red dots.
It’s a good opportunity for Yi Chen to try out its quality.
"Crimson, let me see your limits!"
"Little Pure Yang Gong, break through for me!"
Yi Chen was shouting silently in his heart.
Three lines of small characters appeared on Yi Chen's retina one after another.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
[It takes 10 points of crimson value to break through the second level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong. Do you want to break through? Yes/No]
[It takes 20 points of Crimson Value to break through the third level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong. Do you want to break through? Yes/No]
[It takes 30 points of crimson value to break through the fourth level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong. Do you want to break through? Yes/No]
Yi Chen naturally chose yes.
Sixty points of crimson value were deducted in a flash, and Yi Chen vaguely saw a young Taoist on a cliff, eating wind and drinking dew, breathing in and out purple air towards the sun. Half a century later, the pure yang internal energy in the young Taoist's body changed from light red to crimson, and the Small Pure Yang Technique had been cultivated to the fifth level.
The improvement happened in a moment. Yi Chen opened his eyes, and suddenly a large amount of yang-attributed internal energy appeared in his body.
This internal energy was so powerful and was constantly tempering his body. He felt as if he was soaking in a vat of boiling water, and his body was like a field that had been dry for a long time, greedily absorbing the heat.
After more than ten seconds, the strengthening ended, and the surging internal energy stabilized. Yi Chen was sweating all over, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
As the strengthening ended, his attribute panel also changed.
[Name: Yi Chen]
【Lifespan: 18/92】
[Strength: 12.0, Vitality: 12.0, Spirit: 12.5, Agility: 11.8] (normal number of people is 1)
[Kung Fu: The fifth level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong (Features: Physical fitness, burning sensation, great strength, and evil-repelling.)]
[Passive skills: Painting skill lv1, Wedding hosting lv2, Funeral hosting lv3. Cooking skill lv3]
[Source Points: 0] (can be obtained by stimulating the body through exercise, and can improve the four-dimensional data of strength, body, precision and agility.)
[Crimson value: 6.] (Can be obtained through special items or by killing demons and evil spirits. Used to improve the level of skills or to deduce.) "6!"
Yi Chen was overjoyed. He had practiced Pure Yang Gong for ten years, but he didn't expect that it would be worse than now . Just a light click, good golden finger, good hang! 60 points of deep red value fell, and the breakthrough of Xiao Chun Yang Gong not only led to an average increase of ten points in the four-dimensional data, but also increased his lifespan by three years. Even now, his internal energy also has some evil-repelling properties.
Xiao Chunyang Gong is an internal energy method that was simplified and deduced by the ancestors of Yinlong Temple from the root Taoist scripture "Taishang Lingfei Chunyang Root Taoist Scripture".
You can practice without spirituality.
There are four floors in total.
With the help of the golden finger, Yi Chen reached the unprecedented fifth level overnight.
If the internal energy of the second level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong is a small stream, then the internal energy of the fifth level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong is a big river, surging and unstoppable.
“Oh, that’s not right.
Why does the panel show that I can continue to add points? Could it be that the fifth level of Xiao Chun Yang Gong is not the limit of this method?"
Staring at the light screen panel in front of him, Yi Chen suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had discovered something special.
A guess suddenly emerged in his mind that the Xiao Chunyang Gong was derived from the "Taishang Lingfei Chunyang Root Taoist Scripture" and its intention was extremely lofty.
Could it be that as long as he continued to add points, his Little Pure Yang Kungfu would be able to transform from Pure Yang Inner Qi into Pure Yang True Power cultivated in the "Taishang Lingfei Pure Yang Root Dao Sutra"? Without "spirituality", he could only rely on the deep red points to force his way in? "Hiss"
When he thought of this possibility, Yi Chen couldn't help but feel extremely excited.
"Crimson value, I need more crimson value!"
Tonight, Yi Chen's eyes were extremely bright, he clenched his fists, and the majestic pure yang energy surged in his body.
He stamped his feet lightly, and a footprint was clearly visible on the bluestone floor.
Although he could not awaken his 'spirituality' and inherit his master's legacy, he now finally had the confidence to lead his underage fellow apprentices to gain a foothold in this chaotic world of demons and ghosts.
"Master, the Hidden Dragon Temple will definitely not be disbanded, so you can go with peace of mind."
On a starry night, a young Taoist looked up at the night sky and muttered to himself.
(End of this chapter)