I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 128 Analysis of Immortal Path
Zhang Chen turned into a bat and flew away. Looking at the flattened mountaintop, he could not help but be secretly frightened: "Fortunately, I was smart and ran away after locating it. Otherwise, I would have been killed by the Jiamu Heavenly Thunder."

If I rashly locate the Taoist temple, I am afraid the entire Huangli Temple will suffer disaster.

"But this old guy doesn't want to reincarnate, is he sick? Why doesn't this old guy want to reincarnate? And the other party's soul is in a magnificent and mysterious state, and it seems to have a little more divine brilliance like Huang Tiandao. It's really strange." Zhang Chen couldn't understand the other party's situation, and he had no one to ask. The realm of the fox spirit was too low, and it was useless to ask about this kind of thing.

Zhang Chen locked up the Qi in his body and hid in the dark, hoping to see if Zhang Shicheng's soul would come. However, he waited for half the night and did not see Zhang Shicheng's soul come.

"If this old fellow hasn't been reincarnated, he must be planning some earth-shattering plan..." Zhang Chen was thinking in his mind how to make things difficult for King Pingbian.

The easiest way is to pass the news to the Inspection Office, and then the people in the Inspection Office will definitely take action. After all, the duty of the Inspection Office is to keep an eye on the Pingbian Palace, and they will never sit back and watch the Pingbian Palace grow. But the key is that he doesn't know where the Inspection Office's base is, so naturally there is no way to pass on the news.

What if you find someone to spread rumors?

With the control of the Pingbian Palace over the North, the rumors had no chance to spread and were suppressed by the Pingbian Palace.

Zhang Chen was secretly cautious in his heart: "No hurry, now is the critical moment for me to study the Qi training formula, I must not cause any trouble. After I embark on the immortal path, I will come to trouble this old dragon."

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Chen turned into a bat and flew away, circling the Yellow River before returning to the Taoist temple to sleep.

The days seemed to be getting dull, with morning classes, martial arts training, and work, and then the day passed quickly, and soon it was afternoon. Zhang Chen found an excuse to send Xiao Douding away, turned into a bat and left the Taoist temple. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at Wangjia Lane.

The door of the master's house was closed. Zhang Chen knocked on the door, and then saw Han Suzhen open the door with a tired face. She smiled when she saw Zhang Chen coming, especially when she saw the gift box in Zhang Chen's hand, which contained various melon seeds, candied fruits and dried fruits, which were particularly precious in this era of drought.

"Just come, what else do you want to bring? It's too expensive." Han Suzhen said in surprise and made way for Zhang Chen to come in.

"Disciple bought some on the way, and wanted to bring them to Master as snacks." Zhang Chen put a dozen paper packages on the table and replied.

"Come and see. I stayed up all night last night and was busy all day today, and I finally finished annotating this Huangting Sutra. Half of the characters in it are repeated, and there are only 5,000 characters that need to be remembered, which has roughly covered all the characters in the world. As long as you study hard after you go back, you can be considered a literate person. However, some of the words in it are very obscure, so I have specially annotated them for you. Come to me once every five days in the future, and I will explain to you the parts you don’t understand." The master was standing in front of the table at this time, holding the Huangting Sutra in his hand, waving at Zhang Chen, and then handing the Huangting Sutra to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen took the Huangting Sutra and found that every word in the Huangting Sutra was marked. There were also lines of pinyin annotations between the lines, with small horizontal notes. It seemed that Han Suzhen had put a lot of effort into it.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. I will never forget it in the future." Zhang Chen bowed solemnly to Han Suzhen. The longer he stayed in this world, the more he realized how serious the knowledge monopoly was.

If you want to read and write, you can't do it just by having money!
Zhang Chen even thought about transforming into a bat and hiding in the corner of some big family's clan school to eavesdrop. However, this would take too long, and it would take at least three to five years to learn all the characters.

Time is too precious to Zhang Chen and he cannot afford to waste it.

"I am your master!" Han Suzhen looked at the polite Zhang Chen, and suddenly frowned and scolded him: "You probably don't know the importance of the relationship between master and disciple. Master and disciple are of the same lineage, sharing honor and disgrace, rise and fall. It is not only the inheritance of Taoism and knowledge, but also the inheritance of spirit. Although you and I are not father and son by blood, we are master and disciple by spiritual culture. In terms of relationship, it is no worse than blood. Don't say such polite words in the future, otherwise I will be angry! You are too distant, and you don't treat me as a master or as your own person at all."

Hearing Han Suzhen's words, Zhang Chen's heart was inexplicably touched: "Disciple will remember this."

Seeing Zhang Chen's performance, Han Suzhen nodded in satisfaction and said, "Let's finish dinner before leaving. I bought mutton and beef and have been stewing them for the whole afternoon. They are just right for dinner."

Zhang Chen did not refuse, but said respectfully: "I will listen to Master."

Zhang Chen had dinner at his master's house. Chen Sanliang had a blank expression on his face the whole time. He just lowered his head and ate beef without even looking at Zhang Chen.

Now that Zhang Chen had obtained the annotated book, the most troublesome problem was solved, and his attitude changed. Since Chen Sanliang ignored him, he did not bother to please him. He just ate beef and talked to his master, ignoring Chen Sanliang as air.

Only after Zhang Chen finished his meal, rushed to wash the dishes, cleaned the kitchen and tidied the yard did he say goodbye to his master and leave.

After Zhang Chen walked out of the door and Han Suzhen locked the door and walked back into the house, Chen Sanliang snorted coldly: "Your disciple is too rude and doesn't know how to respect his elders. I had a meal with him, but he didn't show any respect at all."

"Are you related to him?" Han Suzhen sat at the table, opened the candied fruit in the paper bag, put it into her mouth happily, and retorted without any hesitation.

"I'm his master's uncle and his elder, so how come we have no relationship?" Chen Sanliang said unhappily.

"You don't even look at him straight in the eye, and you want him to actively please you. He's not stupid, why should you abuse him?" Han Suzhen retorted unsatisfiedly: "You are an old stubborn person who is stuck in the past. You have old aristocratic ideas. You have fallen to such a state, but you still stick to the rules of the aristocracy. It's ridiculous."

Chen Sanliang was speechless and sat there depressed.

"Would you like some candied fruit?" Han Suzhen picked up one and asked slowly, "I haven't eaten this for many years. I can't remember if it's been ten or twenty years."

Chen Sanliang's throat moved when he heard this, and he looked at the candied fruit and uttered a word: "Eat!"

Han Suzhen smiled when she heard this, but did not continue to ridicule. Instead, she pushed the candied fruit back.

It was already dark outside. Zhang Chen bought some candied fruits and put them in his sleeves. Then he took out a small cloth tube that he had sewn long ago and carefully put the books into it. After stuffing it into his sleeves again, he turned into a bat and flapped his wings and flew away.

When Zhang Chen returned to the Taoist temple, Cheng Yu was practicing boxing in the courtyard. When he saw Zhang Chen coming back, he stopped boxing and said angrily, "I say, you are coming back later and later. I don't see you practicing boxing hard every day, but running around everywhere. How can you make progress like this?"

"I got some delicious food today, do you want to eat it?" Zhang Chen ignored Cheng Yu's complaints. He was going to be an immortal, so it was impossible for him to practice martial arts! He would never practice martial arts in his life!

Martial arts are just a small thing and can be suppressed with a snap of the fingers.

"Delicious?" Cheng Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly moved in front of Zhang Chen, looking at him eagerly.

"Put your hands out." Zhang Chen said.

Cheng Yu was holding the fruit in his hands, looking very cute. Zhang Chen grabbed a handful of candied fruit from his sleeves, which included raisins, dried sweet potatoes, walnuts, fruits, etc. There were all kinds of candied fruit, and Cheng Yu's hands were filled with a large handful.

"What is this?" After seeing the candied fruit, Cheng Yu raised his head and looked at Zhang Chen in confusion.

"You've never eaten it?" Zhang Chen was stunned by the question.

Cheng Yu quickly lifted up her skirt to hold the candied fruit, then picked up one with curiosity and put it in her mouth. The next moment, her eyes lit up: "Delicious! Really delicious! Where did you get this? Is this dried fruit?"

"If it tastes good, eat more. I'll make it for you every day." Zhang Chen stroked Cheng Yu's head. This little girl has never even eaten candied fruit. She's really pitiful.

Cheng Yu picked up a dried sweet potato and suddenly fell silent. Zhang Chen looked over and saw the little girl crying.

"What's wrong with you, girl?" Zhang Chen asked.

"You are so good to me. I was never full in the Taoist temple before, and no one ever cared about me." The golden beans in the little boy's eyes fell like beads from a broken string and dripped onto the dried sweet potatoes.

"Isn't the abbot your master?" Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard that. He recalled the incident when the little boy stole things in the hall before, and he was full of confusion.

"Master, how many days have you been in the Taoist temple throughout the year? He went down the mountain yesterday. Don't even think about coming back for another half a year." The little boy's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Aren't you a powerful Hua Jin expert? How dare they bully you?" Zhang Chen looked at the little kid.

"The Taoist temple has order. There are always people stronger than you. Force cannot solve the problem." The little bean said sullenly. At the same time, he held the dried sweet potato in his fingers and put it in front of Zhang Chen: "Open your mouth."

Zhang Chen looked at the little kid with bloodshot eyes, then looked at the dried sweet potatoes wet with tears, with a look of disdain on his face: "These dried sweet potatoes have been washed by your tears, I don't want to eat your tears."

As he spoke, he still opened his mouth obediently and stuffed the dried sweet potato into Zhang Chen's mouth angrily: "Eat yours. You dare to disdain my dried sweet potato. It's really outrageous."

The dried sweet potatoes were very sweet with a hint of saltiness, but Zhang Chen tasted bitterness, very bitter, just like the world.

"Zhang Chen, it's time for you to practice martial arts." The little kid munched on dried sweet potatoes and began to urge Zhang Chen to practice martial arts and practice the True Dragon Frame.

Zhang Chen said unhappily, "It's getting so late, how about we practice tomorrow?"

He now has the potential to become an immortal, so who would still practice martial arts?
"How can you fish for three days and rest for two days? How can I take you to travel the world in the future?" The little kid couldn't stand it anymore and kicked Zhang Chen on the butt. The force went straight to the bone but didn't hurt it at all. Zhang Chen broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

"I can't even beat a kid, this is really fucked!" Faced with the tyranny of the little kid, Zhang Chen could only put aside his study of characters and patiently practice the True Dragon Frame.

After practicing for more than fifty times, the little kid finally shouted, "That's all for today."

Then the little bean yawned and went upstairs: "I'm going to bed."

After the little kid left, Zhang Chen summoned some clean water to wash himself, then lit the oil lamp and sat in front of the window, letting the moonlight shine down. All of it was absorbed by Zhang Chen. Then Zhang Chen took out the book annotated by his master and began to read under the lamplight.

After just reciting for a while, he felt something was not right. The pronunciation of pinyin was too general, and it was very inconvenient to use it to interpret the classics in a hurry.

"Yao zhu fu nei."

Zhang Chen looked at the first sentence in pinyin and was a little confused after reading it out: "Do you want to bless me?"

What the hell?
Zhang Chen looked at the first pinyin, and the wisdom in his mind began to flow: "Huangting Sutra is a book on Qi training? How could there be a word like 'to bless the inner'?"

Zhang Chen was a little confused. He pondered carefully for a moment before saying, "I remember the Taoist chapters in my previous life, which emphasized the concepts of great medicine and jade beads, so..."

Zhang Chen looked at the first pinyin 'yao'. After a brief thought, he picked up the brush, pondered carefully for a moment, and then recorded the next word 'medicine' according to the Chinese language and characters of his previous life.

Zhang Chen pondered for a while before saying, "It can't be zhu. Pig is an animal and it is impossible for it to appear in the Qigong formula."

But regarding the word 'zhu', Zhang Chen thought of two words that seemed to be related to Taoist mantras.

The first is cinnabar and the second is jade beads.

But how should this second pinyin be interpreted?
"When it comes to cultivation, there is no room for carelessness. A single word difference could very likely lead to my death on the spot." Zhang Chen carefully considered the words and continued to look at the pinyin at the back, wanting to deduce the text of the previous pinyin based on the overall sentence.

"If you want to be a good person, you must be a good person..."

Zhang Chen looked at the pinyin with a confused look in his eyes.

"I finally understand why ordinary people don't learn from others. How difficult is it to learn from others? It's as difficult as climbing to the sky!" Zhang Chen looked at Pinyin and couldn't help cursing.

There are tens of thousands of pinyin in the book, how is it possible that there are no mistakes?
Moreover, this is an obscure chapter on Qigong, involving specialized terminology, and it is extremely difficult to interpret it using pinyin.

"It's a problem! It seems that the shortcut is not easy to take. The text I deciphered doesn't make sense at all."

"You want to bless the inner world and fly in after casting a spell?" Zhang Chen muttered, and then cursed: "What the hell is this? I'm afraid that after the interpretation, it will be completely the opposite of what I expected."

(End of this chapter)