Hearing the mysterious old man's voice coming from the mountaintop shrine, Chen Xuan's eyes couldn't help but catch a hint of cold light.
This mysterious old man could actually speak fluent Chinese, and he also said that he had met Zhang Sanfeng, a Taoist master who ascended to the world of mountains and seas hundreds of years ago.
Who is this person?
To find out the answer, Chen Xuan carried Tohsaka Takeo to the top of the mountain.
Linying followed behind, feeling a trace of panic in her heart.
Before she left the family, she had heard that the Tosaka family worshiped an old master who had lived for hundreds of years. At that time, she didn't believe it at all. After all, except for gods, how could any human being live for hundreds of years?
But now this old patriarch actually existed, which really shocked her! Takeo Tosaka, who was about to expire, actually laughed at this moment: "Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, if you dare to go up to our old patriarch, Washimiya Shrine is yours
Burial place!”
Chen Xuan seemed not to have heard Tohsaka Takeo's words, and he continued walking to the top of the mountain without changing his expression.
When he passed by Lin Jiaming and nine other young people, these nine young men and women recovered from the shock just now.
"Ahh! You are really our number one master in China, Evil Emperor Chen Xuan!"
The four girls screamed like crazy. They were so excited that they even overshadowed the fear of multiple deaths on the mountain trail.
But Lin Jiaming was so frightened that he knelt down unconsciously.
"You seemed to want me to be shot by these Japanese people just now?"
Chen Xuan said this calmly.
Lin Jiaming's heart trembled suddenly, and then stopped instantly. He did not expect that Chen Xuan could actually read minds.
It's simply too scary! Chen Xuan didn't kill him, but this person will live in endless fear from now on, and will only destroy himself in the end.
The stone steps leading to the top of the mountain are not too long, and most of the mountain peaks in Japan are hills, so Chen Xuan and Lin Ying quickly walked to the Washumiya Shrine and left Tohsaka Takeo aside casually.
"Master Chen, please come in."
The mysterious old man spoke again, without any anger at all because Chen Xuan destroyed the Tohsaka family.
Chen Xuan knew that the old man called him Zhenren, not because he was practicing Hedao Zhenren, but because since ancient times, successful masters in Taoism have been called Zhenren.
For example, Sanfeng Zhenren and Chongyang Zhenren had this kind of honorific before they ascended.
Seeing the darkness inside the shrine gate, which exuded an ancient, mysterious, and strange aura, Chen Xuan walked inside without waiting for Linying to say something.
With his extremely powerful eyes, he can easily see clearly what is going on in the shrine.
Underneath the ghost-like statues, a haggard old man with almost no flesh and blood on his body, only skin and bones, was kneeling on a futon in a very standard Japanese sitting posture.
In addition, Chen Xuan also sensed that there was a strong demonic energy hidden in the shrine, and this demonic aura was a bit familiar.
"I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, in the modern era when magic skills are declining, China can still produce a master of cultivation like Chen Zhenren. I really can't believe it."
The old man once again expressed his amazement at Chen Xuan's cultivation.
"Are you the old head of the Tohsaka family?"
As Chen Xuan spoke, his spiritual thoughts swept over the skinny old man, and he felt that his breath was very weak, and he looked like he was going to die at any time.
But the magic power flowing in the old man's body proves that this man is also a practitioner.
"Yes, I am Tohsaka Yu, the seventh generation head of the Tosaka family."
The old man answered truthfully, and then continued in a recalling tone, "When I was still very young, I traveled east to China. It was during the Zhengtong period of the Ming Dynasty. In order to seek enlightenment, I traveled thousands of miles to climb Wudang Mountain, and I happened to be with you.
Other practitioners witnessed Master Zhang Sanfeng ascending to immortality with their own eyes, and gained a lot of insights from it. After returning to China, their cultivation progressed rapidly, and they were soon respected as the greatest Onmyoji in Japan."
"Oh, so you have lived for five to six hundred years. This Evil Emperor did not expect that Japan actually has practitioners with long lifespans."
Chen Xuan expressed slight surprise.
Before he went to the Shanhai Realm, he only found a few foundation-building immortal cultivators in China, but there were cultivators in Japan who had lived for five or six hundred years.
In fact, it is not surprising if you think about it carefully. Most of the powerful practitioners in ancient China have ascended. It is very likely that there is no way to ascend in Japan.
"Zhenren Chen's guess is good. According to the terminology of your Chinese cultivation world, I have barely broken through the Nascent Soul stage and can live up to 600 years old."
Every word Tohsaka Yu spoke seemed to be very labored.
But he looked so weak, which made Linying next to Chen Xuan feel even more frightened.
"You didn't achieve a breakthrough through normal cultivation, did you?
Some kind of secret method should have been used."
Chen Xuan thought that eight hundred years ago, Yin Chonghua had just broken through the golden elixir stage. This old man had a higher level of cultivation than Yin Chonghua at that time, so he directly associated it with the power of the heroic spirit.
Tohsaka Xiong grinned silently: "Normal methods cannot achieve Taoism. As life span decreases and true energy is lost, I have to seek other methods. Speaking of which, our Japanese method of inheriting ghosts and gods is no worse than your Chinese Xuanmen Taoism.
I also relied on the ways of ghosts and gods to survive this era. As the means of obtaining the power of heroic spirits mature, my hundreds of years of waiting are worth it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tohsaka Yuu's rickety body seemed to sit up straight for an instant, and he looked much taller. His huge back shone in the dark shrine, reflecting on the wall like a ghost.
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "It seems that you have obtained some kind of heroic spirit power. Do you want to use it to avenge this evil emperor?"
Hearing what Chen Xuan said, Tohsaka grinned again and burst into a silent laugh.
Then the old man shook his head slightly and responded: "When I see the hope of ascending to the divine level, family inheritance will be completely unimportant."
As he spoke, he suddenly threw out a gilded black post. Chen Xuan took it and looked at it. He saw a line of words written on the cover: "Invitation Letter from the World Occult Research Society."
"This is an association that was established as early as the European Middle Ages. On the surface, it only gathers a group of occult enthusiasts, but in fact it is a powerful force composed of a group of hidden powerhouses who pursue immortality and Shinto."
After listening to Tohsaka's explanation, Chen Xuan immediately asked a question: "Why didn't these hidden strong men show up when I fought with masters from various countries?
Didn’t it become apparent until recently?”
"Zhenren Chen, if you think this is a coincidence, you are totally wrong."
Tohsaka Yuo used his extremely aged vocal cords to produce a slightly hoarse, low voice.
"After nearly a thousand years of research, this association has finally developed a mature immortality or Shinto system that allows each member to stably obtain the power of the Heroic Spirit without any side effects. Therefore, the association was finally renamed the Heroic Spirit Association."
"As for the three methods of stably obtaining the power of heroic spirits, I believe Chen Zhenren will be very interested."
