Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 584: Chapter 285: The New Xu Dog! The Innate Spirit Embryo of White Crane Temple (Part 2)

According to the Five Elements, snakes belong to fire, yet it is yin fire.

Rumble...

At this moment, in the northwest direction opposite the Si Snake Life Palace, another phenomenon surged to the sky as if there was some connection. In the vast mist, a temple palace emerged faintly, with a gigantic beast resembling an ancient pig perched there, its body glinting with brilliant golden light, though the incense appeared dim.

"That is..." Zhang Fan looked over and couldn’t help but reveal a peculiar expression.

"That is the Life Palace of the Hai Pig." Bai Yujing said in a serious tone.

The Hai belongs to the Qian Trigram, in the Five Elements it belongs to metal, located in the northwest. Metal can produce water; water hides within Hai, therefore it conflicts with Si fire.

Because of this, in the past and even now, if a couple is to marry based on the Eight Characters, it’s generally advised to avoid the union of those belonging to snake and pig.

According to the Four Pillars and Eight Characters, Si and Hai are in conflict.

Thus, if someone belonging to snake encounters a Si-Hai conflict, such as meeting the Year of the Pig, they need to hang the Five Emperors Coins in the northwest, which is the position of Hai. Alternatively, they can plant some flowers and plants to absorb the Water Evil.

Once Si Palace appears, Hai Palace senses it, their conflict naturally related.

"The Hai Pig is severely injured, the incense is dim, almost extinguished." Bai Yujing looked at the phenomenon from the Hai Palace and couldn’t help but sigh.

"He didn’t die?" Zhang Fan’s heart skipped a beat.

That day, in Luoxia Town, he suppressed this old acquaintance Wang Tao with thunderous means. Who knew, at the last moment, he saw the opponent gradually disappearing, as if an invisible giant mouth was devouring him bite by bite.

So bizarre that Zhang Fan couldn’t comprehend it to this day.

Listening to Zhang Fan’s description, Bai Yujing thought for a moment before saying, "I heard that the Hai Pig lineage has a very peculiar Daoist Skill called the Self-eating Technique."

"Self-eating Technique!?" Zhang Fan was taken aback.

"Exactly." Bai Yujing nodded.

"This method allows one to swallow and digest oneself, thereby preserving life."

"You can imagine eating and then excreting it."

"This..." Zhang Fan paused, his expression turning bizarre, involuntarily picturing Wang Tao’s figure, neither male nor female.

"Though it’s filthy, it manages to keep one alive."

"However, this technique can only be used once in a lifetime and comes with a huge cost."

Bai Yujing looked toward the direction of the Hai Palace, his eyes slightly narrowing, and said flatly, "Looks like he won’t recover anytime soon, losing his life is also possible."

Even from these few words, Zhang Fan could ascertain that while the Self-eating Technique claims to save lives, it carries great risks and does not guarantee evasion from tribulations to narrowly escape death.

On that day, had it not been for his overpowering Daoist Technique, Wang Tao wouldn’t have been forced to use this method.

"There are thousands of Daoist Skills in this world, truly fascinating." Zhang Fan lamented as he looked toward the Hai Palace direction.

"More than just fascinating, the Self-eating Technique of the Hai Pig lineage has a grand origin." Bai Yujing stated blandly.

"A grand origin?"

"It is said to have evolved from a branch of one of the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods, Jia Sheng Gui Si."

"Jia Sheng Gui Si... that indeed has a grand origin." Zhang Fan squinted his eyes into a thin line.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a soft reprimand from Bai Yujing pulled Zhang Fan’s attention back, and as he turned his head, he saw Qin Ergou, who had been silent all along, walking of his own accord into the depths of the mist.

"Ergou, what are you doing?" Zhang Fan shouted.

Qin Ergou halted, slightly turned, and pointed toward the depths of the mist.

"Brother Fan, something is calling me."

Qin Ergou’s gaze turned eerily strange, glancing towards the vast mist with deep longing.

"Awooo..."

Suddenly, an eerie cry resounded, spreading throughout the entire village.

Immediately following, a gigantic figure flashed by, resembling a large dog with a mane like flames, appearing both real and like an illusion, over three meters tall, directly grabbing Qin Ergou, it rushed towards the deepest part of the vast mist.

"Damn..."

Zhang Fan’s face changed drastically, stepping out to give chase.

At this moment, Bai Yujing’s hand had already rested on his shoulder, pulling him back fiercely.

"Don’t run around; this is Tai Sui Village." Bai Yujing warned.

"But..."

"He shouldn’t be in danger."

Bai Yujing’s expression was grave, looking towards the northwest direction, into the vast mist, faintly appearing a temple palace, the incense inside long extinguished, a large dog’s shadow hovered, its brilliance faded to the utmost.

"That is..."

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, noticing that the large dog’s phantom was quite similar to the exotic beast which appeared unexpectedly moments ago.

"That is the Xu Palace." Bai Yujing said solemnly.

"Last year, Xuquan Han Land Disgust already died, and the incense in this temple was cut off..."

"Han Land Disgust!" Zhang Fan’s heart stirred slightly, involuntarily recalling the figure of that man.

Back in Yujing City, it was this person who repeatedly wanted him dead.

Zhang Fan hadn’t had the chance to personally seek revenge, and never imagined that this person was already dead.

"Truly fate."

Bai Yujing looked towards the direction of the Xu Palace and sighed softly.

"Aunt Bai, about Ergou..."

"If I’m not wrong, there will be a new member of the Thirteen Zodiacs..."

"The Xu Dog!"

"A new Xu Dog!?"

Zhang Fan’s gaze turned into a line as he looked toward the Xu Palace, revealing a look of surprise.

...

Shangjing City, outskirts.

An abandoned factory.

In the past, this factory was bustling during the steel forging period, with dozens of trucks going in and out every day.

Now, it’s overgrown with weeds, like ruins.

Whoosh...

At this moment, a state-owned old brand sedan slowly drove into the factory area, a barrier slowly lifted, and after entering the factory building, another steel door opened.

Thus, the car stopped slowly, and two Daoists got out first, one of them circled around to the rear side and opened the car door, from which an old man slowly stepped out, with crane-like hair and childlike complexion, restrained aura, who was none other than the current leader of the Daoist Association, the Master of White Crane Temple...

Jiang Wansui!

"President..."

Yue Cang Peak closed the car door and followed closely behind.

"Xiaoyue, you just wait here." Jiang Wansui said flatly.

"Got it!"

Yue Cang Peak watched as Jiang Wansui walked towards the deepest part of the abandoned factory. The last barrier was cast in ancient bronze, with many talismans engraved on it, while at its center was a white crane with spread wings.

Rumble...

As the final ancient bronze gate slowly opened, Jiang Wansui stepped inside alone.

"You shouldn’t have spoken up."

At this moment, Fan Lingzhou, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. As Jiang Wansui’s right-hand man, he was more adept at gauging the situation than Yue Cang Peak.

"I was just worried." Yue Cang Peak sighed as he looked at the slowly closing ancient bronze gate.

"Worried?" Fan Lingzhou sneered.

"How could the President’s caliber be questioned by someone like you?" freewebnovel.cσ๓

"Besides, what he wants to meet, neither you nor I can approach." Fan Lingzhou said coldly.

"Indeed, for it’s..."

"An Innate Spirit Embryo!"

Yue Cang Peak’s pupils dilated as he breathed out the four words.

...

On the other side of the ancient bronze gate, the once-abandoned furnace was still operating, the temperature here at least twenty degrees higher than outside, with the air visibly distorted.

Jiang Wansui’s white hair became slightly dry at this moment. freёwebnovel.com

He stopped, seeing in the firelight, faintly concealed a figure, its terrifying aura engulfing the surroundings.

At this moment, a furry arm stretched from the firelight, picked up the copper ball beside it, and scooped up freshly molten iron.

Crunch... crunch...

Gulp... gulp...

The sound of chewing and swallowing came from the blazing fire, carrying extreme eeriness.

"The taste of this iron water is increasingly less palatable."

A deep voice suddenly resounded, as if thunder from the heavens, causing the furnace behind to rumble and shake.

"Jiang Wansui, it’s been a long time!"

In the firelight, that terrifying figure slowly stood up.