Immortality from Taming Elephant-Chapter 94 - 88: Yueshan Sect Secrets

Zhao Chen made up his mind and led a group of junior disciples down.

Xu Guang looked at the group of five, growing increasingly surprised. He saw that all five had Eight Diagrams Cloth wrapped around their arms, various jade pieces hanging from their waists, and weapons carried on their backs.

These weapons seemed not to be actual weapons, serving more as decorations than for practical use.

He understood in his heart that these were Suppression Objects.

The five appeared to be Feng Shui Masters.

As Zhao Chen landed, he sensed the energy from the Feng Shui’s earth veins and his breath suddenly became rapid.

Completely unable to perceive it!

The other was... Innate!

His breathing suddenly became labored, and his heart slowly sank.

Meeting a senior expert in the wild mountains is not a good thing.

"Are you all Feng Shui Masters?"

Xu Guang asked with a gentle smile.

Seeing Xu Guang’s smile, Zhao Chen’s wariness slightly eased; the most important thing was he knew that being wary was useless—if the other wanted to kill them, it wouldn’t be difficult.

"Zhao Chen from Yueshan Sect greets the senior."

Xu Guang felt a bit dizzy.

Had he already reached the stage where unfamiliar Martial Artists would call him a senior?

Noticing the vigilance on Zhao Chen’s face, he spoke again with a smile.

"No need to worry, I’m merely wandering the forests, and happened to notice the imbalance of Yin Yang energy here. Since you are fellow Feng Shui Masters, I wanted to ask if you know what’s happening?"

Zhao Chen understood, exchanged glances with many fellow sect members, and said quietly.

"There’s a ghost nest in the mountain, emerging at midnight, taking lives."

Xu Guang frowned, almost instinctively thinking of the cave temporarily occupied by the White Toad Sect disciple.

"With Fierce Ghosts emerging in full force, how did you survive?"

Xu Guang thought it over and asked again.

Fear surfaced in Zhao Chen and others’ eyes; the Fierce Ghosts had many human forms. Watching human-shaped creatures being devoured by the monster always created an indescribable fear.

Facing Xu Guang’s inquiry, Zhao Chen didn’t dare to hide anything, and told all the details of what happened yesterday.

They just wanted to quickly send Xu Guang away and then leave this mountain range.

Upon hearing of the Devouring Corpse Demon Beast, Xu Guang’s eyes lit up.

The demon beast that devours Innate Spirit Crystal to be promoted to Innate is likely this Devouring Corpse.

Can it devour Fierce Ghosts?

The world is indeed full of wonders.

He took out a bottle of Elixirs and tossed it to Zhao Chen.

"Thank you, brothers, for letting me know."

A look of joy appeared on Zhao Chen and the others’ faces; they didn’t expect Xu Guang to be so generous.

...

In the mountains, there were many temples. In the past, Great Zhou forbade martial arts, and many Martial Artists without background hid in the forests. Following Daoism and Buddhism, they built many temples of various sizes,

As chaos swept through the land and Buddhism and Taoism entered the world, these temples became abandoned.

The builder of the Taoist Temple believed in the most traditional Three Gods; they were the foundation of all Daoist sects of this era, each with its Daoist thoughts, profoundly influencing the world.

The campfire crackled, and rain poured outside; Xu Guang sat facing many Yueshan Sect disciples.

"Feng Shui Skill originates from Daoist Supreme, combining Eight Diagrams and Yin Yang, supplemented by Five Elements transformations, with endless mysteries."

"The Daoist Supreme passed down Feng Shui and elevated the Alchemy Dao, standing as the head of the Three Gods, but Daoist Supreme’s Dao is renowned for its non-action."

The group discussed heatedly, albeit the topic had shifted from Xu Guang’s original intent, but he still found it fascinating.

The origins of this world’s Martial Dao were unknown to him, Yueshan Sect people were not strong, but they had experienced much from their travels.

This piqued Xu Guang’s interest.

Zhao Chen promptly steered the discussion, mentioning the core philosophy of Yueshan Sect’s Fengshui Lineage is non-action, utilizing local conditions to guide the forces.

Xu Guang recalled the Feng Shui inheritance he received, rooted in the idea that humans can triumph over heaven, in which the Qiankun Small Array turns Yin into Yang.

Completely different from Yueshan Sect’s Feng Shui philosophy.

It was hard to say which was better or worse; Xu Guang required more Suppression Objects for arrays, but Yueshan Sect excelled in cost-effectiveness for arranging arrays.

Each had its advantages and disadvantages.

Comforting Zhao Chen and the others a bit was that, despite Xu Guang’s evident interest in Yueshan Sect’s Feng Shui inheritance, he didn’t ask for it; instead, he proposed to jointly arrange a Feng Shui Array at this Three Gods Temple.

This was a collision between theory and practice.

"Brother Xu, your Feng Shui expertise is truly high; to also accommodate Martial Dao while researching Feng Shui, you are indeed a rare genius."

Zhao Chen’s junior sister named Liu Ling looked at Xu Guang with glistening eyes.

Faced with worship.

Xu Guang appeared not very old, at most no older than twenty, yet regardless of cultivation or the Feng Shui they prided themselves on, he far surpassed them.

Xu Guang felt embarrassed, merely waving his hand.

"Why did you come here?"

Once more familiar, Xu Guang asked.

Liu Ling immediately complained, "We encountered a Daoist on the mountain over there. He said there was no danger to the east; senior brother said he had profound Daoist Technique, unknowingly we arrived here."

Zhao Chen felt somewhat embarrassed.

Xu Guang showed a peculiar expression as he looked toward the mountain Liu Ling pointed at.

That mountain was far; he had visited twice before.

"Is there a Taoist Temple named Jingming in the mountain?"

"Brother Xu, how do you know? Wouldn’t you also be tricked by that old Daoist? Might he be... a ghost!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

As Liu Ling spoke, silence fell around them.

Zhao Chen frowned, "Junior sister, don’t talk nonsense! That Taoist was indeed a master."

Xu Guang was silent.

Jingming Temple was truly a mysterious place; unexpectedly yet another had settled there, unbeknownst of their origin.

After half a day’s discussion, the rain stopped.

The group suggested taking leave.

Zhao Chen and the others planned to seek a teacher uncle at South Wind Dao, and Xu Guang did not hinder them, even though he wanted to keep them by his side.