Chapter 198 Father, Please Don’t

Chapter 198 Father, Please Don’t

Chapter 198 Father, Please Don’t (Subscribe)

Yi Mingshu knew about the existence of immortals. After all, his ancestor was an immortal. It was precisely because of his ancestor's hundreds of years of management that the Yi family was able to completely control the martial arts of the Yufatian Sect.

Now, five consecutive generations have held the position of headmaster.

Therefore, he knew a little about Chu Xiangtian's existence. Although not in detail, he knew about the hostile relationship between the Great Chu Dynasty and the Yufa Sect. Even the collapse of the Great Chu Dynasty was closely related to the Yufa Tianzong.

His heart was trembling, and he used all his secret techniques without hesitation, carefully checking every inch of Yi Wushuang's body, including his sea of ​​consciousness.

He even cut Yi Wushuang's finger, extracted a drop of blood, and then used a secret method to detect it.

In addition, immortal light burst out from the three tablets used for worship behind him, and the Taoist aura that permeated the entire hall like a vast ocean suddenly took shape and turned into a scroll.

Lu Chengfeng was completely frozen. Things had developed to this point where there was no room for him to intervene. In fact, the strength of the Yufa Tianzong was beyond his imagination.

The power possessed by this Dharma Palace is in no way inferior to that of immortals. Any powerful celestial being who breaks in will only die.

Lu Chengfeng felt extremely terrified. Even though he had already deduced it countless times and had confidence in Fulong Cave Heaven, he still couldn't help but feel terrified.

Once the matter is exposed, it will be difficult for him to escape from this hall.

"There must be fairy treasures here that are not inferior to those in Fulong Cave Heaven. The Yufa Tianzong has been passed down for thousands of years, and its foundation is so profound that it is unbelievable."

He once again felt the horror of this ancient heritage and became extremely alert. If the other party really found out something through some means he was not aware of, he would have no choice but to take the risk.

As the endless rhythm of Taoism in the sky above the hall condensed into a scroll and then slowly unfolded, a white gas suddenly rushed out from the sky above Yi Wushuang's head.

However, the white gas was very dim and stopped after it rushed out less than a foot. However, it was surrounded by wisps of green mist, which vaguely formed the shape of mountains and rivers. In addition to this, there was a ray of purple light forming a ring, and a little golden light was faintly visible.

"This is……"

Yi Mingshu frowned. He had just used the sect's most precious treasure, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, the State and Altar. Although there were only two more words "State and Altar", the mystery contained in it was completely different from that of the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

What is contained in the map of mountains and rivers is Taoism, while what is contained in the map of mountains, rivers and the state is the magical powers of heaven and earth.

Using supernatural powers to comprehend the great principles of heaven and earth, and thus open up a world of caves in a scroll, this is the origin of the Map of Mountains, Rivers and the State.

In other words, the Map of Mountains, Rivers and States is a magical treasure that is not inferior to the Fulong Cave Heaven.

This item has been passed down from generation to generation in the Yufatian Sect. It has been refined by countless disciples and has become almost spiritual over countless years. It is connected to the fortune of the entire sect and has a unique mystery.

All disciples of the Yufatian Sect can make use of the cause and effect fortune connection with the sect and use the map of mountains, rivers, and the country to manifest their personal fortune.

No matter what secret method is used to infiltrate the Yufa Tianzong, once the source of its luck is traced back, it will be completely exposed and it will be impossible to conceal it.

"Wushuang is my son, how could he only have white luck? Moreover, he is only one foot taller. Even the outer disciples of the Yufatian Sect are probably much stronger than him."

Yi Mingshu frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.

However, he didn't know that 'Yi Wushuang' was already a dead man, or to be more precise, a living dead. The only reason he could still maintain some luck was that Lu Chengfeng was walking around the sect with his body and name, and he had just paid homage to the ancestor before.

Otherwise, even this one foot of white mist would be difficult to maintain.

The Jiangshan Shejitu manifests the fortunes of the sect's disciples, and is divided into white, red, blue, purple, and gold.

The white gas is nine feet long, the red gas is nine feet long, the green gas is a hundred feet long, the purple gas is a thousand feet long, and the golden light is ten thousand feet long.

Purple air is the air of heaven, and golden light is the light of immortals.

"Wushuang is my son, so his luck shouldn't be so dim. Even if he didn't practice martial arts, he should at least have red qi, or even green qi. Now this white qi is really too bad."

"However, his luck is dotted with green mist, purple air, and golden light. These represent a person's potential, which shows that Wushuang has infinite potential. Even that little bit of golden light proves that he has the potential to become an immortal."

“Although there is only a little bit of golden light, it is the foundation. Without this little bit of golden light, no matter how talented one is, it is impossible to become an immortal.”

Yi Mingshu is very familiar with the fortune manifested by the Map of Mountains, Rivers, and the State. The fortune manifested by the disciples of the sect is not unchangeable, but the weaker their foundation and potential, the more difficult it is to change.

To change a person's luck into the purple aura of heaven is already as difficult as ascending to heaven. As for the luck of becoming an immortal, it cannot be changed. At least within his cognitive scope, there is no means to do it.

"Wushuang has the luck of an immortal. Even though it is only a little bit of golden light, this is the foundation. He has the hope of becoming an immortal."

"At present, it seems that apart from his weak foundation and luck, there are no other problems. Moreover, his potential is unfathomable, far beyond any other disciples in the sect."

"If he is not the reincarnation of an immortal, how could he possess the luck of an immortal? And that abyss..."

Yi Mingshu's eyes turned. At the moment, he really didn't notice any problems, but the slightly shallow white aura made him feel a little hesitant.

After hesitating for a moment, he used various secret techniques to check again without any hesitation, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Wushuang has great potential, but his luck is temporarily weak. Maybe this is related to the fact that he survived a near-death experience the last time he went out?"

Normally, after encountering a huge crisis, one's luck will indeed fall to the bottom.

Yi Mingshu temporarily suppressed this matter in his heart and turned his gaze to the bottomless abyss.

"The key is the reincarnation of an immortal... If Wushuang is the reincarnation of an immortal, why were there no signs or phenomena before?"

As a father, he was very clear about his son's previous behavior. To say that such a person was the reincarnation of an immortal would be simply laughable.

All kinds of thoughts and speculations flashed through Yi Mingshu's mind. This incident had far-reaching consequences. After all, Chu Xiangtian and the Yufa Tianzong were hostile to each other.

If 'Yi Wushuang' is really the reincarnation of an immortal, who has solved the mystery in the womb and awakened his memories of his past life, then is he 'Yi Wushuang' or Chu Xiangtian?

Is he an enemy or a friend to the Yufatian Sect?
If one's judgment is wrong and the enemy is allowed to grow from within the sect, it will be a catastrophic disaster.

Thinking of this, Yi Mingshu had to be cautious.

His face kept changing. He had a son in his old age, but this son might be the reincarnation of an immortal, and a hostile immortal at that. This could really be the end of his life.

Could he be so cruel as to kill his son to silence him?
His expression became extremely complicated, but he did not reveal any murderous intent from beginning to end. After all, he had a son in his old age, and he was his only son. How could he be so cruel?
After hesitating for a long time, his eyes changed and he decided to keep this matter secret.

"We must not let the news that my son is the reincarnation of an immortal spread, let alone let our ancestors know." "Otherwise, once our ancestors have murderous intentions towards Wushuang, he will be dead and no one can save him."

"This matter must be kept secret!"

"the most important is……"

Yi Mingshu's expression slightly changed, "As long as Wushuang has not ascended to heaven, he can't turn the world upside down."

"Since I gave birth to him, I have the ability to control him."

"I just don't believe he can still turn over my palm?"

"If he really dares to do something bad to the sect's disciples in the future, it won't be too late for me to correct this mistake myself."

After making this decision, his expression gradually relaxed.

Looking at his son with his eyes closed, Yi Mingshu sighed and said, "I don't know whether it is right or wrong for you to learn martial arts?"

"From now on, our lives and futures are completely tied together. Whether it will be a blessing or a curse in the future depends on your choice."

After being silent for a long time, he temporarily suppressed all the concerns in his heart. After all, the 'Yi Wushuang' in front of him was still his son, not the reincarnated immortal.

"It is a good thing that Wushuang can start to learn martial arts and show such a terrifying talent."

"As a father, I naturally cannot discourage him."

At this time, he finally released his divine consciousness and made Yi Wushuang in front of him wake up. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, but there was some confusion in his eyes.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Lu Chengfeng saw everything that happened just now, but pretended to be confused. However, he soon shook his head and said to Yi Mingshu excitedly: "Father, hahahaha, I am indeed a genius."

"Do you know what level I have reached in my cultivation?"

He was so impatient that he couldn't wait for Yi Mingshu's answer. He put his hands on his hips and laughed, saying, "I have practiced the Mountain and River Fist to the tenth level, and I have also comprehended the inner strength of the Void Map from the Mountain and River Map."

"How about it, am I strong?"

He looked like he was asking for praise and flattery.

Yi Mingshu couldn't help but burst out laughing, thinking to himself: "If the immortal from Da Chu knew that he would become like this after reincarnation, I wonder what his expression would be like?"

He was actually thinking of teasing her, and deliberately showed a look of shock on his face, "What, how is this possible? Wushuang, are you telling the truth? Are you lying to me?"

Lu Chengfeng almost laughed out loud. This old man was better at acting than him. He had clearly searched Yi Wushuang thoroughly inside and out, but now he was pretending to have just found out, with a look of shock on his face.

"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't guess it. You all think I, Yi Wushuang, am a fool and a waste." Lu Chengfeng looked smug and cocky. "Before, I was just too lazy to practice martial arts. Now, I have made great progress after just practicing for a few days."

"The tenth level of martial arts is nothing. I don't think it's that difficult!"

"How is it? Father, do you think I am a genius?"

"Hahaha, my son, Yi Mingshu, is of course a genius." Yi Mingshu stroked his beard with his right hand and smiled in cooperation.

Both the father and the son are old foxes, one more cunning than the other, and each one is better at acting than the other, and their acting seems real.

"Father, I have now cultivated to the tenth level. Next, I will need elixirs. If nothing else, give me a few hundred of the best elixirs..." Lu Chengfeng waved his hand and shouted.

Yi Mingshu's face turned slightly green. Did this prodigal son really not know how precious the elixir was?
"The best pills? Hundreds of them? Are you dreaming?"

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but grumbled in dissatisfaction: "You are reluctant to pass on the Law of Heaven and Earth to me, and you are reluctant to even give me a few pills? You are really useless as a father, and you are the headmaster."

These words made Yi Mingshu grit his teeth. If the son in front of him was not his biological son, he would have to let him know why the flowers were so red.

But in fact, he was a little hesitant in his heart. He had made clear arrangements for Yi Wushuang's training before, and he was determined to push his son to the realm of heaven and man at all costs.

This is an impossible thing for other sects. Without immortal bones, there is no hope of becoming an immortal in this life.

But for the Yufa Tianzong, there is a solution.

But now he was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should use the various methods he had arranged before to help his son improve his strength quickly.

After all, he is the reincarnation of an immortal!

But when he saw Yi Wushuang looking at him eagerly, he couldn't help but soften his heart and sighed secretly in his heart: "Forget it, forget it, no matter what his previous identity was, he is my son now after all."

The hesitation and struggle in his heart were not shown on the outside. All kinds of thoughts only flashed through his mind. He deliberately snorted coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Although I am the headmaster, I cannot use the resources of the sect recklessly."

"Well, considering that you have been doing well recently and your progress in martial arts is beyond your expectations, I will take the lead and help you practice for a while."

Now it was Lu Chengfeng's turn to be in trouble. "What? You want to personally assist me in my practice?"

"no no no!"

He said "no" three times in a row and shook his head like a rattle, as if he was frightened by something. He retreated three feet with a bang and stared at Yi Mingshu vigilantly.

"Father, there is no need to do this."

"You just need to give me a few hundred, oh no, a few dozen pills will be enough..."

"This is not up to you." Yi Mingshu looked at his reaction with both anger and amusement, and then he swung his Taoist robe, and a map of mountains, rivers, and the country appeared above the hall. A clear light fell, and the figures of the father and son were immediately drawn into it and disappeared.

"No!"

The sound of Lu Chengfeng's ghostly howling could still be heard in the hall.

(End of this chapter)