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Chapter 234: A Long Memory
Chapter 234: A Long Memory
Yang Qianxiang had always believed that Lord Shen was sent by the Temple of Martial Arts to assist in Songzhou.
But now, it seemed that things were not as he had imagined.
These four temple priests approached with an intimidating aura, yet they assumed an attitude of demanding someone from him.
"Where is the person?"
Wu Daoan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger.
Finally, he's back.
If he didn't teach Shen Yi a lesson today, all these years of cultivating his Yin Spirit would have been in vain.
The other temple priests noticed Wu Shixiong's anger but didn't speak up to advise him.
What do the Heavenly Prodigy fear the most? It's the fear of falling before they have a chance to grow.
Young people like this are often proud and unyielding, and now that they have attracted the attention of Qingqiu, it's indeed necessary to teach them a good lesson, even if it's a bit harsh. It's better than everyone regretting it later if something truly happens.
"He... he went back."
Yang Qianxiang's slender body was surrounded, and he swallowed his saliva, pointing towards the courtyard.
Before he could finish speaking, his Yin Spirit lifted him up and flew straight towards the First Hall.
The three temple priests saw Wu Shixiong directly summon his Yin Spirit and couldn't help but smile bitterly, shaking their heads. Then, they followed behind.
Is it necessary? Could it be that this Patrol Commander has just returned and might run away again?
...
First Hall.
Shen Yi held the Golden Wolf Jade Talisman in his hand, sitting on the bed pretending to be a wooden post.
He had just opened the panel when he heard a light knock on the door.
He opened his eyes and waved his hand, using his aura to push open the door.
In front of him stood Yang Qianxiang weakly, and behind him was a Yin Spirit standing with hands behind his back, with two dense cloud patterns surrounding him.
Soon, three more figures in qingshan robes entered the courtyard.
Intrigued by the situation, the drifting Yin Spirits in the First Hall gathered towards the courtyard, standing quietly in a row to watch the spectacle.
"..."
Shen Yi furrowed his brows, looking towards the door with a hint of confusion.
What are they up to?
"Shen Shidi, was this trip to Songzhou interesting?" Wu Daoan asked with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
Shen Yi glanced at the numbers on the panel and nodded, "It was okay."
"Will you go again next time?" Wu Daoan's eyes twitched twice, and the other three temple priests also helplessly walked forward.
"It depends on the situation."
Shen Yi felt something was amiss but still nodded slightly.
Whether or not he would go again mainly depended on whether there was something that attracted him.
As soon as these words were spoken, the temple priests all coughed subconsciously, "Ahem."
As expected, Wu Daoan's expression changed slightly, and he walked straight to the young man's side.
His palms tightened slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
"Oh?"
The row of Yin Spirits outside showed more interest on their faces; it had been a long time since they had seen Wu Laogui take action.
The temple priests looked at each other, unable to hold back from speaking up to advise him.
Having a long memory is one thing, but it's also important not to hurt the young man's face too much.
"Shen Shidi."
Under the gaze of everyone, Wu Daoan forced a difficult smile, patted Shen Yi's shoulder lightly, and said earnestly, "Listen to the old man's nagging. This world is vast, and the Nine Provinces are insignificant. When it's time to cultivate, you should first calm your mind."
"If you can forge a Dharmic Body of Gold and attain the Divine Transformation Realm, not only will you have a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, but at that time, there will be nothing in the world that you can't enjoy, no beautiful scenery that you can't see. So why rush it?"
"Do you remember this?"
Wu Daoan tried to make his smile more amiable, but it came out awkwardly.
"..."
Shen Yi had the urge to slap this old face, but he moved his hand and still managed to restrain himself.
"Look, even if you went to Songzhou, besides wasting your time, what else could you have achieved?" Wu Daoan patiently advised.
Yang Qianxiang suddenly raised his head cautiously, "And he killed two Demon Kings, purging all the demons in Song Prefecture..."
He finally reacted to something after hearing this.
It seemed that the Martial Temple didn't fully grasp Chancellor Shen's capabilities.
"Shut up, what nonsense are you spouting? He's just a Shadow Soul Cultivator..."
Wu Daoan turned and glared coldly at him.
"Chancellor Shen's Body Tempering is unparalleled, dominating Great Tian. This is the true path a Shadow Soul Cultivator should follow." As he spoke, Yang Qianxiang became inexplicably more stubborn.
"..."
Within the courtyard, over ten Shadow Soul Cultivators fell silent.
They were the highest-level Shadow Soul Cultivators in Great Tian, and at this moment, a mere Song Prefecture Commander, a lower-realm Martial Immortal, was teaching them the true path of a Shadow Soul Cultivator.
Many of the Shadow Soul Cultivators began rolling up their sleeves.
The plump Qingshan Temple Priest hurriedly walked into the house and glared at Wu Daoan. This old ghost was always teaching people a lesson!
A good-for-nothing.
He turned his gaze towards Yang Qianxiang, "You just said that Chancellor Shen cleared the demon plague for Song Prefecture? What did he rely on... the Body Tempering Technique?"
With this reminder, the others finally regained their senses.
Compared to the true path of a Shadow Soul Cultivator, the situation in Song Prefecture was even more incomprehensible.
"Who said that Martial Immortals have weak physical bodies? Chancellor Shen didn't even need a Dao Infant, and he didn't even activate the Heavenly-Earth Aura. With just his bare fists, he killed a Demon King."
Yang Qianxiang swept his gaze across the crowd, and since he had witnessed it clearly, he was full of confidence.
Even these Martial Immortals with relatively high cultivation levels were stunned for a moment.
Their minds couldn't fathom the scene he described.
Not only Martial Warriors, but even demons needed to activate their demon power. How could he do it with just his physical body?
"You also cultivated the Body Tempering Technique?"
The smile on Wu Daoan's face instantly vanished, and he became somewhat irritable.
Wasteful! Wasteful!
He had thought that Shen Yi, at his age, had already achieved the Martial Immortal realm, possessing astonishing talent that shocked the world. He never expected that Shen Yi had also cultivated both his physical body and Shadow Soul.
Why not cultivate the Dao Infant as well! If he had spent that time on his Shadow Soul, perhaps he could have already started condensing his Golden Body.
"How foolish, life span is not something to be wasted so carelessly." Wu Daoan was so angry that he pounded his chest.
"Then..."
Shen Yi released his hand and showed him the Golden Wolf Jade Talisman in his palm.
Seeing this, Wu Daoan was stunned for a moment, then shouted at the others, "Get out! You're wasting his cultivation time!"
Turning around, he found Shen Yi silently staring at him.
Wu Daoan clicked his tongue and said helplessly, "I'll leave too. Focus on your cultivation, and if you need anything, come and find me, or you can go to the Martial Armory and take what you need."
Everyone left the room and gently closed the door for him.
They walked all the way to the edge of the First Hall.
Wu Daoan finally stopped and looked back in a daze, "They say that the Heavenly Dao is impartial, and we all have mortal bodies nurtured by our parents, but why is there such a huge gap?"
The path that others struggled to pursue seemed effortless for the young man, and he even had the energy to learn other things, excelling in those as well.
"Senior Brother Wu, you don't need to feel that you're in the wrong."
The plump temple priest consoled, "Don't forget, our Great Tian has also produced such a Heavenly Prodigy... Senior Brother Zhu condensed his core at the age of twenty, embraced his core and nourished his spirit at twenty-six, and began condensing his Golden Body at forty."
Upon hearing this name, everyone fell silent.
"Now, he is already three hundred and ninety years old, and he's still guarding the Golden Body Technique in the Martial Armory, waiting foolishly for his Shadow Soul to collapse."
"Junior Brother Shen should take him as a lesson..."
(End of Chapter)
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