Patrol Captain

Tiger Cub shook his head at his third senior brother's question.

"Junior Brother, you don't know either?" Fifth Senior Sister Qiong Le asked curiously from the side.

"I can't tell!" Tiger Cub replied, "My mother won't allow it!"

Chu Yu's forehead creased with another black line; her junior brother was quite honest.

“We didn’t know before, so we didn’t have to say anything. Now that we know, it’s okay, so we can say it now, right?”

"This... seems to be it!" Tiger Cub nodded, seemingly understanding.

"Tell me!" Chu Yu didn't dare to urge him, so she just coaxed him.

"I only remember that my uncle used to be the patrol captain here, and later... I heard from my mother that he became a lieutenant general. What... a lieutenant general in the mountains? I'm not very smart, I don't remember it clearly."

"The Ninth Mountain General?" The third senior sister, Qiong Le, asked in surprise and urgency.

"Yes, yes, yes." Tiger Cub remembered and nodded vigorously, his voice still childish.

Upon hearing this, Fifth Senior Sister Qiong Le's expression instantly became quite varied.

From initial disbelief and widening eyes, to shock and constricted pupils, and then to bewilderment and confusion.

She subconsciously glanced to the side and noticed that her senior brother Chu Yu's legs were trembling slightly.
"Brother!"

She reacted quickly and stood up to help her senior brother Chu Yu, who was almost unable to stand.

Chu Yu, however, remained stubborn.
"Junior sister, I just suddenly had a leg cramp, I can manage."

Qiong Le almost rolled her eyes at her stubborn third senior brother.

"Third senior brother, your legs are shaking so fast, they're leaving afterimages."

At this moment, Huwa opened his eyes wide, innocent and naive, and delivered a fatal blow to Chuyu.

Chu Yu's face flushed red. At this moment, his junior sister Qiong Le stretched out her foot and hooked the stool next to her over, moving it under Chu Yu's bottom so that he could sit down.

Chu Yu pressed her hand against her trembling thigh, her mind in turmoil, a strong sense of panic welling up inside her, she was so afraid.

what?
You mean the Ninth Mountain General?

This name is known to everyone in the world; its fame is renowned throughout the land. Moreover, their Dongxuan Mountain is located in Beiliang, which is right next to Shu.

So, if Tiger Boy remembers correctly, he showed off to a notorious martial arts master this morning?
Chu Yu belatedly realized that she had just escaped death, and cold sweat broke out on her brow.

Calm down, calm down. These rumored big shots are all unfathomable.

His gaze couldn't help but fall on his junior brother, and then he pulled Huwa to sit down on a high chair.

Chu Yu patted Huwa on the shoulder, a stiff smile tugging at the corners of her mouth:

"Junior brother, how has your senior brother treated you on a regular basis?"

Tiger Cub looked at his third senior brother's ugly smile, his little face showing a hint of timidity.
"Third Senior Brother, your laughter is making me a little scared!"

Chu Yu's face stiffened, but then she heard her fifth junior sister burst out laughing.

"Senior brother, don't scare yourself. If that person really wants to do something, how can we stay safe? Such a supreme figure can hear what we say right now!"

"If you scare your junior brother, then who knows what might happen!"

This junior sister was quite perceptive. Aside from being shocked, she felt that she hadn't made any mistakes that morning, so she felt much less stressed. Moreover, the key person was her junior brother, and she was his senior sister, so there was nothing wrong with her. That's why she said those things.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yu glanced at his junior brother's expression and awkwardly withdrew his hand that was patting his shoulder.

He knew, of course, that his fifth junior sister was right, but when he thought about what he had done that morning, he felt not only embarrassed and ashamed, but also terrified by the huge difference in their status and cultivation levels.

It cannot be simply ignored.

That’s the Martial Saint!
The pursuit of martial arts practitioners worldwide is such that even mentioning these two words requires a sense of awe.

This person was said to have even killed people who came from the heavens; he possessed great supernatural powers and was extremely ferocious.

No one would dare to disregard this person!

Therefore, when Chu Yu heard this person's name from her junior brother, she felt quite calm!
"Junior brother, don't be afraid. Senior brother didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted you to go back. Um, please apologize to your uncle on my behalf. Senior brother was a little loud this morning. Please tell your uncle not to mind, haha!"

Chu Yu feigned ease, yet seemed somewhat embarrassed, and chuckled awkwardly.

Tiger Cub nodded repeatedly, patting his chest in his soft, childlike voice.
"Third senior brother, I understand."

“I also think that Senior Brother went a bit too far this morning. Master taught me that it is the greatest virtue to admit one’s mistakes and correct them. Senior Brother has admitted his mistakes and corrected them, and Xiao Hu should also learn from Senior Brother.”

His words were so serious that Chu Yu was speechless, unsure whether to agree or not.

Finally, he managed to stammer out, "Go ahead, go ahead!"

"Junior sister, please escort junior brother back."

Qiong Le: ? ? ?
It's not my business?

…………

Just as storms were brewing outside, the small town remained quiet and peaceful, with only a few minor incidents along the way, and before we knew it, summer had arrived.

As summer begins, the chill of spring fades from Langdang Mountain, and the mountain is draped in lush green. The Nujiang River has risen considerably, surging with white, turbulent waves, and the boatmen's calls from the banks grow ever louder.

At this time of year, the mountains are shrouded in thick clouds, and the weather becomes increasingly changeable.

One moment the sky was clear, and suddenly, dark clouds swept in, followed by a few muffled rumbles, and then a pattering sound, with large raindrops pelting down.

In the county town, the once bustling streets were filled with screams as the crowd scattered like birds and beasts. People and vendors ran away, packed up their belongings, and ran frantically in the pouring rain, seeking shelter everywhere.

Jiazi Lane, Green Bamboo Courtyard.

The bamboo shoots had only just shed half their outer sheaths, and the tender stalks were still a pale green, swaying violently in the rain. The old bamboo leaves were being pounded and crackled. Water droplets rolled down the tips of the leaves, falling onto the bluestone path leading to the courtyard, splashing up circles of wetness that quickly merged into puddles on the stone path.

The pond in the center of the courtyard came alive as raindrops pounded on the surface, creating a dense spray of water. Fish swam to the surface, their mouths opening and closing as if catching raindrops, their tails sweeping across the water and scattering tiny droplets of water.

Inside the house, the rain curtain under the eaves became a screen. Rainwater gathered in streams along the tiled eaves and hung down in unison.

In front of the hall, the door was open. Chen Yuan, dressed in a white robe, looked at the rain curtain, where heaven and earth were one color. He raised his hand and reached into the rain curtain.

Just as it emerged, a burst of raindrops fell with a crackling sound, then exploded, turning into shards of silver.

But the next second, time in the courtyard seemed to be paused.

Rain pattered on the green bamboo, the raindrops that had been dancing wildly just moments before now standing still, each strand distinct. Above the pond, the splashing water froze, the red carp's tail fins still maintained their swaying arc, its mouth open in a circle, hovering half an inch above the raindrops, even the shimmering water reflected on its scales remained perfectly still.

The rain curtain from the eaves became the most exquisite sight; every drop of water seemed frozen in time, arranged in neat rows from top to bottom, like pearls falling onto a jade curtain. Even the brass bells on the eaves swayed gently, their clappers suspended in mid-air.

The whole world seemed to have been paused, as if at any moment, if someone coughed, these millions of water droplets would fall and shatter the frozen silence.

The water droplets in the sky do not fall, but reflect the scene in the courtyard like a miniature world, forming its own little universe.

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

A mysterious energy flowed through the courtyard.

Chen Yuan withdrew his hand, and the next second, the once tranquil world became noisy, the rain poured down, and everything returned to normal.

But the golden light in Chen Yuan's eyes shone exceptionally brightly.

"Chen Yuan: One of the Three Patrol Envoys of the Southwest"

Realm: Seventh Realm Martial Saint (Standing Firm Realm)

Luck Points: 0
Supernatural Powers: Ingestion of Elixir, Third Eye (Second Stage), Swordsmanship, Mountain Carrying, Dream Weaving, Celestial Realm, Formation, Staff Transfer, Five Thunderbolts of the Heavenly Gang, Flowers Blooming in an Instant, Transformation from Embryo to Body, Summoning Wind and Rain, Overturning Rivers and Seas, Whipping Mountains and Moving Stones, Shifting Stars and Changing Constellations, Indestructible Body, Size at Will
Techniques: Dragon Subduing Stance (Completed), Demon Subduing Fist (Completed), Taoist Inner Classic Diagram (Completed), Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques (7/72), Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Techniques (8/36), White Bone Refining Spirit Technique.
The second stage of the Heavenly Eye: It is born from the Dharma Eye and can break through the limitations of space and distance. It can see clearly the Form Realm and the Formless Realm, and can perceive cause and effect and trace back to the source. Once it is illuminated by the Heavenly Eye, it will be marked in the void and there is nowhere to escape.
The Realm of Establishing One's Body: The Martial Saint has established three levels: the Body, the Spirit, and the Unity. When the Body and the Primordial Spirit are united as one, life and nature become one, allowing one to break through the Heavenly Gate, ascend to heaven in broad daylight, and become a Celestial Being. The Realm of Establishing One's Body refers to the physical body merging into the surrounding void, where one can control a region of heaven and earth, be omnipotent, and establish an invincible position.

…………………

After accumulating experience and grinding points over a period of time, Chen Yuan stepped into the Martial Saint realm without any hesitation.

His own Heavenly Eye Divine Power had also made great progress after refining a year's worth of incense offerings from a certain place, entering a new stage. This divine power began to touch the threshold of cause and effect, and he could see clearly with his Heavenly Eye.

Although he had a leisurely time, his cultivation progress had not fallen behind at all. Now, his methods no longer required him to be on the battlefield. Even if he was thousands of miles away, he could still use his supernatural powers to unleash thunderous attacks.

He has eyes and ears outside, so even without leaving home, he can know what's happening in the world.

Chen Yuan was becoming increasingly satisfied with this kind of life.

It is said that a holy monk has come to Chengdu. According to unverified rumors, he comes from the mysterious Western Pure Land. Based on the information currently available to the Fusi, he is highly suspected to be an Arhat who has attained the Arhatship, because even the Imperial Preceptor Helian Shan cannot see through him.

That holy monk possessed boundless Buddhist teachings, guiding people to enlightenment, attracting countless kind-hearted women to follow him. Today, Ci'en Temple is thriving with incense offerings, and those who come to burn incense are endless.
This was a report Chen Yuan had recently heard, and he had a thought in his mind to go and see for himself. He had never met any monks from the Western Pure Land.

However, it was just a passing thought.

At this moment, the rain came down hard and went down quickly. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the rain subsided, the crackling sound on the bamboo leaves turned into a soft rustling sound, the water in the pond became less turbulent, and the fish slowly sank back to the bottom. Only the rain curtain on the eaves was still hanging down, dripping onto the moss in front of the steps, spreading out in circles of deep green.

"Father...oh!"

Just as Chen Yuan was admiring the scenery in the rain, becoming one with it in harmony with nature, a childish, babbling voice suddenly came from the main room.

An'an is over eight months old and can call me "Dad" now.

very smart!
The baby's cry immediately pulled Chen Yuan out of part of the rainy scene.

"Hey"

He turned around, quickly went back into the house, and his aura completely vanished.

…………

At this time, Qingshan County is located nine thousand li to the northwest.

Amidst towering mountains, thunder and lightning raged, and torrential rain poured down.

On one of the mountains, thunderclouds swirled, and lightning bolts struck intermittently, with pillars of electricity stretching across the sky and striking the mountain.

This mountain is called Benlei Mountain, named after the lightning-attracting stone found in its terrain. This stone is dark purple throughout, with a spiderweb-like pattern of silver veins covering its surface, and it naturally attracts and gathers lightning. Whenever there is a thunderstorm, while the surrounding mountains are still shrouded in dark clouds, this mountain gathers lightning like silver snakes, which strike continuously, exploding into thousands of sparks in the mountains, and the thunder is deep and resonant like a drum, echoing endlessly through the valleys.

It is strange, though. This mountain is struck by lightning every year, but it is covered with vegetation and full of vitality. Instead of being desolate and dilapidated, it has grown many exotic flowers and plants because it is nourished by lightning all year round.

Such a rare and precious place naturally attracted powerful forces. One such sect, known as Benlei Mountain, took advantage of the terrain and focused on cultivating thunder magic.

The master of this mountain was once one of the Seven Heroes of Weiyuan. He led his disciples to fight alongside the army against demons and monsters, and also rescued prisoners from the Heavenly Army...

At this moment, dark clouds, like cotton wool soaked in ink, pressed heavily on Benlei Mountain. Large raindrops pelted down, turning the sky and earth into a pitch-black curtain of rain, which pounded against the mountain forest.

Lightning danced wildly in the sky, bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, crashing down from the clouds onto the mountainside. A century-old pine tree was struck in half, its needles instantly charred black. The broken trunk, still carrying sparks, fell into the rain, hissing as it rose into the air with a white mist.

“kuala”

Another ghastly white bolt of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the jagged rocks in the mountains. The rain curtain was shattered, only to be stitched back together by even denser raindrops.

Thunder roared, and a dull thud surged up from the ground, crashing against the rock walls and bouncing back, echoing through the valley in layers, making one's eardrums tingle.

The wind, whipping up rain, swept wildly, knocking down low bushes and flattening them to the ground. Muddy water on the mountain path swirled into a turbid torrent, carrying pebbles as it rushed downhill. The entire Benlei Mountain looked like it had been thrown into a boiling cauldron, flashing with lightning, the oppressive atmosphere making it hard to breathe.

Streaks of lightning tore through the gloomy sky, illuminating the pavilions and towers in the mountains.

It was pitch black there, without a single light.

“欻欻欻chia”

The sound of splashing water could be heard in front of the most magnificent building in the mountains.

"what happened?"

"Where have all the disciples of this mountain gone!"

"Fellow Daoist Yuan has not replied. It seems something serious has happened at Benlei Mountain!"

"The matter cannot be delayed."

"Send a message to Fellow Daoist Qin immediately, no, send it directly to Fusi, and tell him to find the Ninth Mountain." One person spoke, his voice strong and powerful.

"Is it feasible? After all, we haven't had time to investigate this matter yet. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to alarm that general?" another voice asked, tinged with hesitation.

"There isn't a single disciple in the mountains. This is too strange. Our methods can't solve it, so this is the only way."

"Too!"

Just then, a bolt of silver lightning tore through the rain, illuminating two figures below.

A Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe, wearing a turban, cloth shoes and white socks, holding a whisk, and with a long, black beard hanging down.

The other one was dressed in a gray robe, with graying temples and eyebrows, a hint of majesty in his eyes, and a sharp glint in his eyes.

It was Li Guanyi of Fulong Temple and Qingyangzi of Shushan Sword Sect! (End of Chapter)