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"Hang in there, just hang in there, don't give up!!" The Jaguar XJ, driven by Yang Chen, was like a plane on the ground, a white lightning bolt speeding straight toward Yangxi Town's Dragon Mountain!
Along the way, countless speeding tickets and stunned pedestrians were left behind. In less than ten minutes, Yang Chen had driven the white Jaguar, which Zhang Bingyu had brought, out of the city and onto the straight national highway in the suburbs.
The engine roared continuously, and in the blink of an eye, the speed had reached 240 kilometers per hour!
It took only half an hour to get from the city to Dragon Mountain in Yangxi Town. After the car's undercarriage had been battered countless times, the Jaguar XJ finally came to a steady stop at the foot of Dragon Mountain.
Without a moment's hesitation, Yang Chen got out of the car, ran to the passenger side, opened the door, and placed his left hand back on Zhang Bingyu's dantian. With his right hand, he lifted her up from under her body!
Without even locking the car door, Yang Chen carried the unconscious Zhang Bingyu and ran up the mountain toward the Yuxing Temple.
Fortunately, there were no outsiders at the foot of Dragon Mountain at that moment; otherwise, they would have been scared to death by the sight!
At this moment, where was the usual goddess-like demeanor of Zhang Bingyu? Her hair was disheveled, her face was blue and purple, her lips were pale, and her palms were red! She looked like a typical female ghost!
Yang Chen, running at full speed, carried Zhang Bingyu, leaving a long trail behind him. Without even knocking, he kicked open the tightly locked main door of the Yuxing Temple with one foot!
"Boom..."
"Who is it?!" Yu Qing had returned to Wufeng Temple, but the young Taoist Zhao Xingwen, who had been with him, was left alone on Dragon Mountain. No one in Wufeng Temple even knew of his existence.
Zhao Xingwen, used to solitude, was quietly reciting an unnamed Taoist scripture in the courtyard in front of the hall.
Yang Chen's kick startled Zhao Xingwen, who thought it might be Yu Qing's enemy coming to seek revenge!
Only when Zhao Xingwen saw who it was did he hurriedly bow and say, "Disciple Zhao Xingwen, greeting Uncle Master Zeng!"
"Exempt from the bow, exempt from the bow." Yang Chen, carrying Zhang Bingyu on his shoulder, didn't even look closely at Zhao Xingwen. He carried Zhang Bingyu into the hall and instructed, "Quickly, get two grams of high-quality cinnabar, a stack of yellow paper, a wolf-hair brush, and a bowl of rootless water... Hurry up!!"
"Oh, oh, oh... Yes, disciple will get them right away..." Yang Chen's urgent manner frightened Zhao Xingwen, who didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurriedly agreed, running to the back courtyard.
Yang Chen was fortunate to have come to the Yuxing Temple, otherwise, where would he find these things in a short time?
Fortunately, these were common items for Taoist practitioners. Soon, Zhao Xingwen rushed into the hall with a wooden tray, "Uncle Master Zeng, two grams of high-quality cinnabar, a stack of yellow paper, a wolf-hair brush, and a bowl of rootless water... I've brought them, where should I put them?"
"Just put them on the table." At this moment, the unconscious Zhang Bingyu had been laid flat on the rectangular wooden table where Yu Qing used to draw talismans, with some scattered items on the ground.
Zhao Xingwen agreed and placed the items on another table nearby.
When he turned to look at Zhang Bingyu lying on the table, he was startled and instinctively took three steps back, his voice trembling, "Uncle... Uncle Master Zeng... this female ghost..."
"Female you a big head ghost!" Yang Chen glared at him, his left hand never leaving Zhang Bingyu's dantian. With his free right hand, he beckoned Zhao Xingwen and said, "Do as I say... divide two grams of cinnabar into three parts and mix them into half a bowl of rootless water, quickly!"
Zhao Xingwen hurriedly followed the instructions. Fortunately, he had been doing such tasks for years and soon prepared the half bowl of crimson cinnabar solution according to Yang Chen's requirements.
Yang Chen held out his hand, "Bring me the wolf-hair brush!"
Zhao Xingwen held the cinnabar solution in one hand and handed the wolf-hair brush to Yang Chen with the other.
The brush tip dipped into the crimson cinnabar solution. Yang Chen's expression was serious, and a faint blue light appeared between his fingers. A powerful energy wave slowly spread from his body... the stack of yellow paper on the table behind him began to rise one by one without any wind!
The tip of the wolf-hair brush glowed red, and Yang Chen, without hesitation, lightly touched Zhang Bingyu's forehead, the Ling Gong point, and whispered, "The dead energy has already spread to the Ling Gong. If it advances another inch, it will harm the three souls and seven spirits! I know you can still hear me... from now on, every five seconds, try to mobilize your mental energy and use the remaining power in the Ling Gong to dispel the spreading dead energy!"
After speaking, Yang Chen quickly drew a complex particle equation on Zhang Bingyu's face with a dazzling speed, then raised his right hand and suddenly lifted it...
"Boom!"
Millions of fine red rays burst from Zhang Bingyu's face, shooting straight into the sky!
At the same time, the flying yellow papers immediately formed a Yin-Yang array diagram above Zhang Bingyu, emitting a gentle yet slightly cold energy that swallowed all the red rays!
Faced with such a spectacular and awe-inspiring scene, Zhao Xingwen was already stunned.
Yang Chen whispered, "Don't get distracted, hold the bowl steady!"
"Oh, oh..." Zhao Xingwen came to his senses, held the bowl of cinnabar solution steady, but his gaze was filled with admiration for Yang Chen, changing from simple respect to a near-fanatical reverence!
Yang Chen didn't pause for a moment, his eyes clear, and he tore off Zhang Bingyu's wine-red chiffon shawl, revealing her porcelain-like shoulders!
In the next second, the wolf-hair brush, soaked in cinnabar solution, fell on Zhang Bingyu's shoulder. While drawing the particle equation, Yang Chen said crisply, "Above the dantian and below the neck, the dead energy has already dissipated... but your face is black and your dantian is cold, indicating a large amount of dead energy is eroding your body! I need to cast a spell on your Huagai, Jiutail, and Tianshu points to protect your vital points... sorry."
"Zhao Xingwen, turn around!"
Zhang Bingyu's porcelain-like shoulders excited Zhao Xingwen, who was standing by to assist. When he heard Yang Chen's words, he showed a disappointed look but still turned around obediently...
"Rip..."
Yang Chen tore off Zhang Bingyu's white lace top, and the wolf-hair brush immediately fell, consecutively touching her Huagai, Jiutail, and Tianshu points, quickly covering her upper body with crimson talisman lines!
At this moment, Yang Chen threw away the wolf-hair brush and moved his left hand from Zhang Bingyu's flat abdomen.
With both hands forming a seal, a three-dimensional particle equation in the Ling Gong instantly shone brightly, appearing in the air!
"Still not working?" The powerful energy wave continued to surge, and a burning flame had already appeared above Zhang Bingyu's body in front of Yang Chen. Yang Chen asked, "The dead energy in the Ling Gong still can't be dispelled?"
After five seconds of silence, Zhang Bingyu still showed no reaction.
But the dead energy inside her was eroding the Ling Gong fiercely, and if it continued, Zhang Bingyu's life would be in danger soon!
With no choice, Yang Chen gritted his teeth and plunged his hands into the flame in front of him, then pressed them firmly on Zhang Bingyu's forehead and the dantian below her abdomen!
"Puff, puff..."
Two wisps of black smoke drifted out from between Yang Chen's fingers, leaving Zhang Bingyu's body.
Then, Yang Chen repeated the action, repeatedly plunging his hands into the burning flame and pressing them on Zhang Bingyu's forehead and abdomen!
After nearly twenty repetitions, Yang Chen was drenched in sweat, almost collapsing from exhaustion!
But Zhang Bingyu's face, which had turned from black to purple and then to green, was gradually becoming fair.
Finally... with the twenty-third press, Zhang Bingyu's eyelashes fluttered slightly...
"Phew..." With his strength almost depleted, Yang Chen lost his balance and sat on the ground, but he also pulled a bright yellow tablecloth from the side and covered Zhang Bingyu's body...
"It's okay now..." Yang Chen panted, saying to Zhao Xingwen behind him, "Go down the mountain and get me some food, mainly meat, and a bowl of thin porridge."
"Complying with Uncle Master Zeng's command..." Witnessing Yang Chen's abilities, Zhao Xingwen was now full of enthusiasm... with such a powerful Uncle Master Zeng, who would dare to bully him or call him a bastard?
Zhao Xingwen ran down the mountain to buy the food Yang Chen requested.
Yang Chen, severely drained, leaned against the leg of the wooden table where Zhang Bingyu was lying, panting, and said to Zhang Bingyu with a bitter smile, "The dead energy has already been dispelled from your body, why are you still holding back and not speaking?"
"..." Zhang Bingyu, lying on the table, was blushing, breathing rapidly, but remained silent...
Yang Chen was silent for a while before saying helplessly, "I had no choice... the dead energy from the Ghost-Seeing Swamp is completely different from the dead energy from ordinary corpses, much more powerful... I shattered your Ling Gong to protect your three souls and seven spirits from being infected... but your dantian is intact, and a shattered Ling Gong can be repaired..."
Zhang Bingyu's body trembled slightly but remained silent.
Yang Chen thought she was still worried about her shattered Ling Gong and said, "With the long tradition of your Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion, there must be some heavenly treasures passed down. According to my knowledge, the Seven-Leaf Dream Spirit Flower, the Hidden Root Grass, and the Thousand-Year Dongbei can all repair a shattered Ling Gong. With your third-stage Meteorite cultivation, it shouldn't be too difficult to repair..."
"You saw my body..." At this moment, Zhang Bingyu, who had been silent for a long time, said softly, "No matter whether you admit it or not, you saw my body... so, after seeing it, are you going to pretend to be ignorant and ignore it?"
"..." Yang Chen, hit right where it hurt, was stunned for a moment and then started coughing violently, then defended himself, "You could feel how urgent the situation was. If..."
"Since you've seen it, no matter how much you explain, what's the point?" Zhang Bingyu continued to sigh softly, "You are also a Taoist, you should know the rules of our Celestial Master's Mansion..."
Yang Chen's heart trembled, and he asked subconsciously, "What do you want?"
"Either you kill me, or I kill you." Zhang Bingyu paused for a long time before adding, "Or, you can join the Celestial Master's Mansion and be my husband."
"That's impossible!" Yang Chen jumped up more than a meter high, like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on! He almost fell over when he landed...
Joining the Celestial Master's Mansion... the most ridiculous rule of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion is this one! Female members never marry out, they only take in husbands!
So, when Yang Chen met Zhang Bingyu for the second time, although he was stunned by her beauty and felt a flutter in his heart, he quickly calmed down and purely admired Zhang Bingyu's beauty, elegance, composure, and confidence!
Yang Chen was the only son of the Yang family. If he dared to join the Zhang family of the Celestial Master's Mansion, Jin Meifeng would rather cut him to pieces than let him join the Celestial Master's Mansion! Besides, Yang Chen was a man of principle and wouldn't do such a disgraceful thing as being a husband in another family!
Although Zhang Bingyu was indeed very beautiful, the most beautiful girl Yang Chen had ever seen... but she was from the Celestial Master's Mansion, the daughter of the Zhang family of Dragon Tiger Mountain! Just this identity was enough to make Yang Chen's heart calm and keep his distance!
Unconsciously, he had retreated to the entrance of the hall, as if he would immediately turn and run away, wandering to the ends of the earth and changing his name if Zhang Bingyu mentioned joining the family again!
But Zhang Bingyu fell silent again.
The atmosphere in the hall became incredibly strange, time ticking away, and Yang Chen, who could face demons calmly, was now breaking out in a cold sweat!
After a long time, Zhang Bingyu sighed again...
Yang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "You..."
"Are you just going to leave me here in this desolate mountain temple?" Before Yang Chen could speak, Zhang Bingyu asked softly, "Just covering me with a yellow cloth... Yang Chen, are you still a man?"
"..." Yang Chen was startled and turned to run out of the hall.
A few minutes later, Zhang Bingyu, wearing a slightly old and oversized dark blue Taoist robe, sat on the steps in front of the hall with Yang Chen...
"Should I die or should you die?" Zhang Bingyu asked Yang Chen a very difficult question.
Die for a friend or die for a fellow Taoist?
Yang Chen was silent for a long time and sighed, "Go in peace, I'll visit your grave every Qingming Festival..."
"..." Zhang Bingyu said sarcastically, "You're quite a man."
"Too much praise... I don't want you to die, but I have a great mission to accomplish, I can't die before it's done." Yang Chen said with a troubled look, "Who made the rules of your Celestial Master's Mansion? The rule that female members don't marry out... isn't that too harsh? The world is so big, can't you go out and see it?"
"Do I seem so worthless to you?" Zhang Bingyu smiled slightly, hugging her legs and asked, "Do you know, in the capital, there are many wealthy young men who would willingly marry into the Zhang family..."
"I'm different from them!"
"Oh? We're all men, how are you different?"
"Uh..." Yang Chen was speechless! After a while, he shook his head, "No matter what, joining your family is absolutely impossible! You might as well give up on that idea..."
"What should we do then?" Zhang Bingyu, supporting her chin, said with a troubled look, "If I do it myself, I'm afraid I can't bear the pain... but if I kill you, I'm not your match right now..."
This sentence made Yang Chen's eyes light up!
He felt like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline, his mind racing, and he quickly said, "Then wait until you're strong enough to kill me, and come back to take my life!"
"Haha... that's a good solution!" Zhang Bingyu nodded in agreement, but before Yang Chen could laugh, she changed the subject, "But I'm a woman, I can't learn the true skills of the Celestial Master's Mansion... you're a genius in the Chinese metaphysical world, unmatched in centuries. With the gap between us, when will I be able to kill you?"
"..." Yang Chen suddenly felt a chill, looking at Zhang Bingyu with caution, "What do you want?"
"Nothing... just want to learn something from you." Zhang Bingyu's eyes were clear, smiling, and she said to Yang Chen, "You wouldn't refuse such a small request, would you?"
"..." I don't have anything to teach you...
"The Dao techniques you used to dispel the dead energy were very interesting." Zhang Bingyu's eyes began to sparkle, "And the talismans you drew on my body seem very different from traditional ones... will you teach me, okay?"
The last "okay" made Yang Chen's skin crawl!
He quickly jumped several meters away from Zhang Bingyu, looking at her with caution and asked, "How much do you want to learn? I'll teach you... but don't use that coquettish voice in the future, honestly, it doesn't suit you..."
Zhang Bingyu shrugged, put away her playful expression, and stood up slowly, saying seriously to Yang Chen, "Do you think I was joking before? Yang Chen, you are the only young man I've met so far who I can't see through... to be honest, those idiots who always hover around me don't even compare to you!"
A serious Zhang Bingyu was quite scary.
She looked at Yang Chen with pure eyes and said, "Heroes love beauties, talented men match beautiful women... you really moved me, and I don't plan to give up on you! You're just unwilling to join the family, right? If you have the ability, fight until the old men agree to let me marry out! You're a genius, I believe you can do it!!"
"..." But...
"Do you think I'm not beautiful?"
"Indeed, very beautiful..."
"Do you like me?"
"Indeed, very moved..."
"Then if I'm willing to marry you, will you marry me?"
"If it's not joining the family, I can consider it..."
"That's right!" Zhang Bingyu's eyes shone brightly, making an encouraging gesture to Yang Chen and waving her fists, "Fight like a real man, break through, and grow! The strongest ancestor in the Celestial Master's Mansion is only at the mid-ninth stage..."
"Spit..." A mouthful of old blood spurted out several meters!
Yang Chen rubbed his head and smiled bitterly, "You really plan to marry me?"
"Who else can marry me out of the Celestial Master's Mansion besides you!" Zhang Bingyu shrugged, also feeling helpless, "Like you, people with a