Little Ding Ding Stone

Chapter 839: 494: Chen Yuan of Qingzhou, Greetings to the Old Heavenly Master! (Part 3)


Chapter 839: Chapter 494: Chen Yuan of Qingzhou, Greetings to the Old Heavenly Master! (Part 3)


He is tacitly regarded as the most ruthless person in the world.


Does such a person need a guard?


The higher you go, the denser the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy becomes. At the deepest point, it’s even more terrifying than the Primordial Energy within the Secret Realm. Taking a deep breath, one feels refreshed,


and the Cultivation slightly advances.


Originally, Chen Yuan thought the top of Wudang Mountain would be even more magnificent, comparable to the Imperial Palace. But upon arrival, he found it was nothing like that. There was only a plain little hall and little else.


Most of it was just rocks and Spirit Grass.


Zuo Chengzong led Chen Yuan to the mountain top, facing the little hall with a bow, his expression extremely solemn. Seeing this, Chen Yuan also bowed in respect.


Then… he saw what was inside.


It was a stone statue, holding an ancient bronze sword, and above the statue were four large characters:


“True Martial Emperor!”


The ancient bronze sword in its hand needs no introduction, surely it is the famous True Martial Sword, and this plain little hall is the True Martial Hall!


Just as Chen Yuan was puzzled about the whereabouts of Heavenly Master Zhang, a change occurred right before him and Zuo Chengzong; the void twisted, opening a rift in an instant.


Looking closely, an elder with grayish hair and beard, with a dignified expression, was gazing at them.


The elder wore a purple Daoist robe adorned with mysterious patterns. His physique was not particularly tall, and his appearance was quite ordinary. Yet, such a seemingly ordinary elder made Chen Yuan dare not underestimate him in the slightest.


This was because there was no aura leaking from him, like an ordinary mortal, yet Chen Yuan couldn’t sense his existence, though right before him,


it felt as if he was a thousand miles away.


“Disciple greets the Ancestor Master.”


Zuo Chengzong bowed respectfully.


Seeing this, Chen Yuan followed with a bow and clasped his fists solemnly:


“Chen Yuan of Qingzhou greets the Old Heavenly Master!”


Previously, Chen Yuan could only be known as Nanling Chen Yuan, as his strength and status were insufficient. But now, with Heavenly Core cultivation paired with the influence of the Heavenly Patrol Golden Envoy, he was worthy of calling himself Chen Yuan of Qingzhou.


“It is you who sought a meeting with me?”


The gray-haired elder fixed his gaze on Chen Yuan with a calm tone.


His demeanor and posture were entirely different from the rumored madman.


Were the rumors wrong?


This thought flashed through Chen Yuan’s mind for an instant and quickly faded. Facing the question from this Heavenly Master Zhang, he nodded immediately:


“It is the junior who wants to meet the senior.”


“For what purpose?”


Heavenly Master Zhang continued to ask indifferently.


When Chen Yuan looked up at Zuo Chengzong, he hesitated slightly. The gray-haired elder knitted his brows:


“Cannot let others know?”


“It’s best to keep it hidden.”


The Old Heavenly Master gave Chen Yuan a deep look, not thinking he dared to make a fool of him, then looked at Zuo Chengzong and instructed: “Chengzong, you shall leave first.”


“Yes, Ancestor Master.”


Although Zuo Chengzong was curious about what secret Chen Yuan didn’t want him to know, given the circumstance, he chose not to press further and just nodded at Chen Yuan, then leaped off the top of Wudang Mountain.


“Alright, speak.”


The gray-haired Zhang Heavenly Master said with a firm tone.


Chen Yuan nodded and said seriously:


“In truth, this junior came up to Wudang Mountain to see you because I was instructed by another senior.”


“Who is it?”


The Old Heavenly Master raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing some curiosity.


Chen Yuan took a deep breath and said resolutely:


“Senior, are you not revealing yourself?”


As his words fell, an invisible force quickly emanated from the Emperor Slaughter Saber behind him, shrouding the top of Wudang Mountain, making Heavenly Master Zhang’s pupils constrict immediately.


Realizing the visitor was extraordinary.


Then, under Chen Yuan’s gaze, the figure of the white-clothed Mora slowly emerged, suspended in the void, watching the gray-haired elder with a smile,


hands clasped together:


“Greetings, benefactor.”


“Are you from… Spirit Mountain?”


Heavenly Master Zhang furrowed his brow, his expression gradually turning serious.


“Once was.”


Mora answered with a smile.


“And now?”


“I haven’t been since over two hundred years ago.”


“Over two hundred years ago…” the Old Heavenly Master muttered softly, suddenly realizing something, he exclaimed:


“You are the first among the four great Bodhisattvas of Spirit Mountain, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!”


“Yes.”


Mora was not surprised; though they had never met, they had certainly heard of each other’s titles, and Heavenly Master Zhang’s revelation of Mora’s origin shocked not only him but also Chen Yuan.


The foremost of Spirit Mountain’s four great Bodhisattvas, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!!!


This was actually Mora’s original form.


Wait a minute, aren’t there still four Bodhisattvas? How could it be… is it a replacement Bodhisattva later?


A realization flashed in Chen Yuan’s eyes. He had suspected Mora’s true identity but never confirmed it until now, realizing he was misled by his own assumptions.


The four great Bodhisattvas are not fixed; others can replace them later!


Surprising indeed…


But thinking of Mora now being a Sixth Realm Immortal, his real identity once being among the four great Bodhisattvas of Spirit Mountain no longer shocked him.


The leading one must have some skill.


“Ksitigarbha… weren’t you declared deceased?”


Heavenly Master Zhang’s gaze deepened, frowning at him and asked.


“Indeed, the first among the four great Bodhisattvas of Spirit Mountain, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, has fallen. Now, this poor monk’s name is Mora!” The white-clothed monk looked calmly at the elder before him and responded.


“Mora…” The Old Heavenly Master pondered for a moment and softly asked:


“Then why do you seek me today?”


Chen Yuan also steadied himself to listen. What matter was significant enough for Mora to risk exposure to meet this Old Heavenly Master?


But Mora did not grant him the opportunity, turning to him and saying:


“Benefactor Chen, please leave the mountaintop for a moment. If these matters reach your ears, they might be leaked out.”


Chen Yuan gave him a glance, feeling some perplexity and disappointment, but he nodded nonetheless, turned, and leaped off the mountaintop, vanishing without a trace.


“Speak.”


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