299: Tianlong Musashi True Solution (asking for monthly ticket)

Under the Wind and Snow Pavilion, Chen Yuan had already departed.

Inside the pavilion, only the red-nosed Old Man Dong and the silver-haired girl Cun Xin remained.

Or rather, Huanlong Clan’s Dong Fu and the North Sea Dragon Girl.

“How was the meal?” Old Man Dong reverted to his previous unkempt demeanor, sitting beside the girl, leaning back, and chuckled.

“Mm!” The girl’s eyes curved up as she looked at the messy table, nodding, her eyes sparkling. “It’s just as you said, with delicacies, fine food, and Heaven And Earth Treasure. It would be great if it were like this every day.”

There was a hint of playfulness and regret in the girl’s words.

This made Old Man Dong’s eyes light up immediately. He glanced around, sweeping his sleeve towards the outside of the pavilion. The wind and snow outside swirled tightly around the pavilion, becoming impenetrable. The old man then lowered his voice, “Didn’t I tell you? Do you want to eat your fill at every meal?”

The silver-haired girl immediately nodded like a pecking chick.

“Then cry a little.”

“Why?” The girl widened her eyes, full of confusion.

“If you cry, the General will pity you,” Old Man Dong said earnestly.

The girl actually thought about it seriously, her beautiful eyes blinking and blinking, and soon, her eyes seemed to shimmer with moisture. Old Man Dong watched eagerly, quickly reaching out his hand to catch it.

However, after blinking for a long while, the girl Cun Xin frowned,

“I can’t cry! This is too hard. Why don’t we just leave? I see that General has already left.”

“Oh, my little ancestor, which is more important, one full meal or full meals every day? Think about it!” Old Man Dong coaxed patiently.

The girl Cun Xin still tried, but it didn’t work.

Old Man Dong thought about what Chen Yuan had said before leaving. It seemed the other party was not easy to fool. He gritted his teeth, “Then bite your finger and let a drop of blood fall.”

“The General will also pity you when he sees you bleeding!”

The girl Cun Xin looked at the old man suspiciously, “Crazy old man, you’re not trying to trick me, are you? Who would believe such a trick for a three-year-old? You must have tricked that General just now and made him angry, and now you’re using me as a shield.”

Old Man Dong felt a little guilty and turned his head away, “Believe it or not.”

However, Cun Xin playfully raised her eyebrows, “I guessed it! But never mind, it’s not easy for you to take me around to freeload on meals.”

Saying this, she put a slender finger, as white as jade, to her mouth.

Old Man Dong didn’t turn his head, a sigh flashing in his eyes. The North Sea Dragon Girl, who had shaken the North Sea two hundred years ago, was now severely injured and suffering from amnesia, transforming into the naive and playful girl Cun Xin. She needed to do this to gain a chance to settle down.

While he was thinking, a powerful surge of Dragon Qi suddenly startled him back to his senses. He turned his head to look.

A silver blood bead, the size of a mung bean, escaped from the girl Cun Xin’s finger.

Like mercury, it dripped down.

Old Man Dong, quick as a flash, swept his hand and made it disappear.

And the little finger that the girl Cun Xin had bitten instantly flashed with a silver light, healing rapidly.

“Is this enough?”

“Yes, yes.”

Immediately, Old Man Dong took out the shiny brown gourd from his waist.

With a “pop,” he pulled out the gourd stopper.

Then, a green spiritual light flew out from within.

The spiritual light flashed, revealing a dark green tortoise shell the size of a bowl.

Upon it were numerous characters, each the size of a fingernail, resembling ancient pictograms, intricately engraved.

An ancient and distant aura emanated from the tortoise shell.

The girl Cun Xin became curious.

“What is this thing?”

“Hmph, hmph, didn’t this old man say he was going to offer a treasure? Just wait here, it will surely make that General Chen open his eyes wide.” Old Man Dong stood up, speaking in an exaggerated, almost theatrical tone, then strode towards the wind and snow outside the pavilion. With a few flashes, he arrived at the arched gate of the courtyard.

There, Cloud Skyborn stood guard, cupping his hands respectfully.

“Senior Dong, please follow me!”

Old Man Dong looked Cloud Skyborn up and down, smiling, “It seems your General still knows some manners.”

Cloud Skyborn’s expression remained unchanged. He said nothing and led the way.

Leaving the archway, they walked onto a covered bridge, winding a few times, and arrived in front of a five-story pavilion with ancient charm, flying eaves, and upturned corners.

Cloud Skyborn cupped his hands, bowed slightly, and whispered:

“General, Senior Dong has arrived!”

With a creak, the door opened, and the wind and snow from outside blew in.

“Senior, please come in and speak.”

Chen Yuan’s faint voice came from inside.

Old Man Dong said nothing, stepping inside. The door behind him closed, and Cloud Skyborn remained standing guard outside.

Upon entering, Old Man Dong saw rows of towering bookshelves inside, laden with various scrolls—bamboo slips, Jade Slips, and thread-bound books. The scent of paper and ink filled the air.

This was the Ninth Mountain’s Library, not too big, not too small, with five floors.

Chen Yuan was in front of a bookshelf on the fifth floor. A rolled-out bamboo slip floated before him, his pupils flashing with golden light, scanning the contents of the bamboo slip rapidly as if scanning.

Seemingly not finding what he wanted, the bamboo slip flipped over, and several more rolled-out scrolls flew out from the bookshelf.

“What is General Chen looking for?”

Old Man Dong’s figure quickly appeared on the fifth floor.

“I’m looking for information on your Huanlong Clan and the North Sea, Chen wants to understand. It’s just that perhaps my Ninth Mountain is too small, and I haven’t found anything. I’ll have to check on the main peak later.”

Chen Yuan lightly flicked his finger, returning the scrolls to their original positions. He turned around, golden light flickering in his eyes.

“This old man is right here. If you want to ask anything, you’ll know it in the future.” Old Man Dong had a headache. This Zhonglang General’s way of doing things was not easy to fool. Wasn’t he just trying to put him in a difficult position? He shook his head, flicked his sleeve, and a green spiritual light flew out.

“This is the sincerity this old man promised!”

Chen Yuan seized the spiritual light with one hand and looked at it. It was a tortoise shell slightly larger than his palm.

The ancient pictograms engraved on it, etched by time, revealed a sense of vicissitude and profound heritage. The moment he held it in his hand, a strange suction force emanated from it, attempting to pull his Primordial Spirit inside, and a faint sense of disorientation appeared before his eyes.

Chen Yuan’s Dharma Eye was powerful. He steadied himself, his expression slightly stern, and looked at the red-nosed old man opposite him.

Old Man Dong was surprised that Chen Yuan was unaffected by the true cultivation method passed down by his clan, but seeing Chen Yuan’s unfriendly gaze, he began to explain its origin.

“This is the Five Viscera Heavenly Dragon True Explanation Diagram. The martial arts training connects to the five viscera. Usually, when one cultivates to this stage, a divine platform is built within the martial arts training, condensing a divine being to descend. However, there is a drawback: over time, the martial arts divine being will produce a sense of self, true self, and ego, leading to confusion. In the future, when severing the three corpses, there will be hidden dangers. Everyone in the world is like this, there is nothing wrong, as long as one’s Dao Heart is firm, and one possesses great perseverance and great wisdom, one can overcome it. It’s just not perfect.”

“This True Explanation is a secret diagram of the five viscera created by my ancestor. It needs to be activated by rare Heaven And Earth Treasure like Qi Luck Spiritual Root and Dragon Qi. You can experience its wondrous uses yourself.”

At this point, the old man showed a hint of heartache,

“This is Dragon Blood!”

A brilliant silver light flew towards Chen Yuan, and a clear, resonant Dragon roar emanated from within.

Chen Yuan’s eyes immediately blazed, and he caught it with one hand!