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Yang God - Chapter 13

Published at 6th of May 2017 02:53:47 AM


Chapter 13

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Chapter 13: Leaving

It had snowed for five days now. The sky finally cleared up after the snow.

The snow covering the valley reflected the sunshine, filling every dark corner.

Hong Yi was standing in the snow, moving his four limbs under Bai Ziyue’s instruction. If he made any mistakes, Bai Ziyue would point them out immediately.

“There are mainly three forms in Demonic Bull Strengthening Techniques. The Stampede of Demonic Bulls, The Horn Ramming of the Demonic Bulls, and The Hide of the Demonic Bulls. There are about a hundred variations of every form. That sounds very overwhelming, but if you understand the methods, start small and be patient, you should be able to strengthen your muscle, tendons and skin. After you complete this technique, you will have the strength of a bull. You will be able to handle hundreds of kilos of strength and move agilely, which is the Warrior level.”

Bai Ziyue poured alcohol into his mouth and commented on Hong Yi’s practice.

“This is the essence of Da Chan Temple’s thousands of years of accumulation in martial arts. It focuses on building a solid foundation. Of all the hundreds of thousands of methods in the world, none of them beats the one you are practicing. When the dynasty cracked down the temple, they failed to retrieve this technique. If they had succeeded, they would have been even more powerful than they are now.”

Bai Ziyue suddenly remembered something. His focus had drifted away while he was talking.

“What they are practicing now, I think it might be the Small Cycle Strengthening Technique. Unfortunately the Demonic Tiger Bone Training Fist Technique was acquired by someone else. Even I haven’t been able to take a look. If I did, you wouldn’t have any trouble in the future finding the right technique for training the bones.”

Hu, hu, hu….

Hong Yi finally managed to finish the three forms. He was already breathing heavily, his face pale. This technique required so much strength. He was naturally pretty weak, and he had no experience doing any exercise. Since this was the first time, it made sense that it was really hard for him.

“Here, drink.”

Bai Ziyue threw Hong Yi his wine gourd.

Hong Yi caught it with both hands, took a few sips and felt like his body was being soaked in a warm bath. Aroma came out of his throat to his nostrils, bringing a sense of comfort.

The wine that Bai Ziyue brought was specially made with a lot of medicines and special techniques. It brought Hong Yi energy whenever he felt weak from the exercise.

If it hadn’t been for the wine, Hong Yi wouldn’t have been able to keep up with the practice.

“Ziyue, what kind of wine is this?” Hong Yi was feeling a bit better.

“I made this wine when I was cultivating in the deep mountains. Hundreds of medicines went into the making of this wine. It brings you health and strength, kills the nine worms (a metaphor for harmful things inside of the body), clears your stomach and supports your liver and pancreas. I call this Qiong Jiang. Unfortunately, this is the only gourd I have left.” Bai Ziyue answered, laughing, his hair floating in the breeze.

“Shoot, If I were to finish it you wouldn’t have any left.” Hong Yi immediately handed the gourd back to Ziyue.

“Haha, good wine should be shared with good friends. You deserve at least ten gourds of this wine, just for the poem you wrote for me.” Bai Ziyue did not accept the wine. He played with his hanging sideburns, his eyes looking afar.

This cultivator of great power, one of the eight demonic immortals under heaven, looked just like an elegant young man.

In his free time, he even liked playing with his long sideburns.

“That four-line poem was just a rough draft, definitely not enough to describe your charisma. If I have time in the future, I will write a long poem about you.” Hong Yi wasn’t very satisfied with his work himself.

“Really?” Bai Ziyue was pleasantly surprised. “The four line poem is already amazing–you can do better?”

“Fine words are crafted by heaven. Occasionally someone will be lucky enough to grab one and call it theirs. If I get inspired, definitely.” Hong Yi lightly massaged his temple. “Oh right, you mentioned that you did not have the Demonic Tiger Bone Training Fist Technique. How did you train your bones, then?”

As soon as Hong Yi mentioned martial arts, Bai Ziyue immediately got excited and almost became another person, full of enthusiasm and confidence. “I followed the Fei Ling Bone Strengthening Technique of Zheng Yi Dao. Although it only contains a hundred and thirty variations–not as many as the two hundred and six variations of the other–I spent three years, with the help of a little medicine, and completed the level of bone training. It was a pity that I spent too much time in that.”

“Fei Ling Bone Strengthening Technique.” Hong Yi vaguely recalled seeing it in the Martial Scripture.

“With your foundation, without outside help, you wouldn’t be able to be a Warrior in three years, although the foundation my wine can create for you will help with your future practice. What a pity; we had a few days of good time, but now it is time to depart.”

“You are leaving now?” Hong Yi almost lost his words.

At this time, in the snow, three little foxes jumped out.

“Xiao Sang, Xiao Shu, Xiao Fei, why are you guys out?” Hong Yi asked.

“Brother Yi, we are moving now. Mr. Bai and Elder Tu said that this place might have been compromised. It is not safe any more. We have to move to somewhere far away from here.” Xiao Shu replied.

Xiao Shu had learned to talk in the last few days with the help of Ziyue.

“You are moving! You are right. This place is just not safe any more. No wonder Ziyue also mentioned that he would be leaving.” Hong Yi was thoroughly surprised. He felt very reluctant to leave all of them. They had only been together for ten days, but he was already very impressed with the candidness and sincerity of the foxes.

“Where are you moving? There are so many books inside the cave, among various other things How are you getting everything out?”

“With the help of Mr. Bai, there shouldn’t be any problem.” Xiao Shu jumped in and answered.

“Eh? So when the soul reaches the level of Matter Manipulating, it can move nearly a hundred thousand books at once?” Hong Yi did not quite believe it.

Bai Ziyue shook his head, “That’s not possible. Yang God, maybe. But as for Yang God, I haven’t heard of anyone on that level right now.”

“But what about martial arts? Has anyone achieved the highest level in physical cultivation, Corporeal Immortal?” Hong Yi asked.

Bai Ziyue thought for a while before speaking. “Haven’t heard either. Although, twenty years ago, the elders of Da Chan Temple had almost reached that level. It’s a pity that he was besieged and then murdered. Now we have two Martial Saints in the Great Qian Dynasty, Yang Tuo and Hong Xuanji. They are ahead of me in martial arts, but we are technically still on the same level. Any progress is harder than reaching the heavens for people like us.”

“Cultivation is hard, harder than climbing up to the heaven.” Hong Yi sighed.

According to Bai Ziyue, one could not arrive at the other side of the sea of bitterness even when both Corporeal Saint and Yang God have been achieved. Not to mention that it seemed like no one had achieved either of those levels at the moment.

“So my father is a Martial Saint,” he thought.

“OK, Ziyue, how do you propose moving all these books?” Hong Yi asked again.

“I am one of the Demonic Immortals, but after reincarnation I am also a human. My Bai clan is kind of powerful, at least enough to help the foxes move.” Bai Ziyue laughed.

“Bai clan?” Hong Yi was surprised again. “There is no notable Bai clan in the capital.”

“I live up north. It’s the Bai clan of the Yuan Tu Dynasty.” Bai Ziyue looked to the far north.

“Brother Yi, these are the books Elder Tu wanted to give you. Also, here are the gold coins from Yuan Fei. We have had a great time these few days. Unfortunately, we have to leave now, thousands of miles away. If it were up to me, I would have you to come with us.” Xiao Shu’s expression was visibly sorrowful. She was carrying a large bag. Inside, there were a few books and a small wallet with a few gold coins.

“So are you moving to Yuan Tu? If that is the case, then I won’t be able to come with you.” Hong Yi was feeling upset as well. “However, we have had some good times. You even call me “brother”; how could I take your money?”

“Just take it. They don’t need money anyway.,” Bai Ziyue said, waving his hands, “and there is a Martial Scripture in here. Although I would advise against following it, you can still use it as a reference. I have already taught you the basics. Some of the notes by the monks might be useful for your further self-study.”

“Alright then, I won’t argue anymore.”

There were dozens of chapters in this book. Hong Yi was nowhere close to finishing all of them.

Despite the obvious flaws of the Martial Scripture, it still was a gallery of all the major methods of cultivation in the world. The notes by the monks also added to its value.

“It is getting late. You won’t be able to leave when it gets dark. We will meet someday. We will be able to continue our conversation again.” Bai Ziyue had a long laugh, and walked step by step into the mountain, singing his song.

“Brother Yi, we are leaving now. Remember us.”

The three white foxes followed Bai Ziyue, departing reluctantly.

Hong Yi waved goodbye, and went on his way as well.





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