Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

Upon hearing these words, Shen Wenxing and Shen Chongming both furrowed their brows.

But the two of them knew it wasn’t the time to ask more questions and immediately cupped their hands in acknowledgment.

”Chongming, you’re fast. Go to Huaisang to fetch your brother. I will go to Seven Sages Mountain to have a look.”

Shen Wenxing spoke, allocating their tasks. After cupping their hands, the two parted ways.

...

Huaisang County.

After Shen Chonghong left the cave dwelling in the mountain, he didn’t dare to be too overt and only stuck on a Divine Movement Talisman, using the Qi Concealing Technique to quickly traverse the mountainous forest.

There were quite a few Great Demons in the Fetal Breathing Realm in Huaisang County, as well as cultivators from various Southern Border factions. Being too flashy would easily attract their attention.

This time, he could only feel slightly at ease once he reached Three Mountains County.

After all, now half of Three Mountains County’s territory was in the hands of the Shen Family and Luoxia Mountain. Once he entered Three Mountains County, it would be much safer.

While Shen Chonghong was racing through the forest, he suddenly saw a streak of golden light cutting through the sky from the northwest.

His expression changed slightly, and he quickly ducked into a Chaotic Stone Forest, holding his breath and focusing on the golden light above.

”A Buddhist aura, this is a cultivator from Jianan Temple...”

Watching the hurried golden light, Shen Chonghong hoped that the person was merely passing by.

Because he sensed a faint pressure emanating from that golden light, it was apparent that the person was at least in the Late Stage of Fetal Breathing, if not the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm.

The golden light overhead moved rapidly, whizzing past his hiding spot in the blink of an eye, heading towards the east of Huaisang County.

Seeing this, Shen Chonghong quietly sighed with relief, only stepping out of the Chaotic Stone Forest after the golden light vanished over the horizon, continuing his mad dash toward Three Mountains County.

However, he hadn’t run for more than ten miles when the golden light suddenly looped back, rushing straight toward his location.

In an instant, Shen Chonghong understood that the opponent was clearly coming for him!

In pressing need, he couldn’t afford to hide his aura any longer, immediately forming formulas to summon a gust of wind, riding the wind rapidly towards Three Mountains County.

The city walls of Three Mountains County had an Elder in the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm from Luoxia Mountain stationed, and as long as he could escape to Three Mountains County, the Elder from Luoxia Mountain would surely come to investigate upon sensing this Buddhist aura.

He might still have a sliver of hope for survival.

”My friend, you made this monk search for quite a while.”

Seeing Shen Chonghong escaping hurriedly, Monk Hui Kong from behind smiled and spoke in a deep voice.

His voice penetrated several dozen miles between them, ringing clearly in Shen Chonghong’s ears.

The voice carried a strange power that caused Shen Chonghong’s True Essence Spiritual Power to momentarily stagnate, almost making him lose control of the Wind Manipulation Skill and fall from the void.

”Fetal Breathing Perfection!”

”This bald monk is definitely at the Fetal Breathing Perfection Realm!”

Gathering his Heart Spirit, Shen Chonghong forcibly steadied the turbulent Spiritual Power within him, striving to fly forward!

”My friend is fated with our Jianan Temple. This monk only wishes to invite you to our temple for a visit. Why are you so alarmed?”

The voice imbued with peculiar power echoed once more in his ears. Shen Chonghong, while using Wind Manipulation Flight, staggered with his body swaying, his face gradually turning red.

”Damn bald monk, what bizarre technique is this!?”

Feeling the turmoil of his Qi and True Essence Spiritual Power, showing faint signs of being uncontrollable, Shen Chonghong was greatly terrified, not daring to respond, he simply focused on continuing his escape.

The persistent Monk Hui Kong behind him was also somewhat surprised.

”This young one from the Shen Family, such profound cultivation...”

”At the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing, yet withstands two of my Brahma Sound Soul Capture, still maintaining Wind Manipulation Skill.”

”If successful in enlightening him, he might yield considerable rewards in fortune and merit.”

Monk Hui Kong murmured softly, yet his figure suddenly accelerated.

Though Shen Chonghong wasn’t knocked down by the two Brahma Sound Soul Captures, his turbulent Qi and Spiritual Power slowed his speed considerably.

Sensing the aura behind him drawing ever closer.

He already understood that escape was impossible this time around.

With a slight change in his hand formulas, he immediately stood in the air, turning to glare angrily at the rapidly approaching Monk Hui Kong.

”Old bald man, what are you after?”

Seeing that he ceased fleeing, Monk Hui Kong also stopped not far away, smiling and saluting with a nod.

”As I said, my friend is fated with our Jianan Temple, and thus this is an invitation for you to visit our temple.”

Seeing his hypocritical friendliness, Shen Chonghong sneered.

”Jianan Temple’s invitation method is truly unique. If not for my profound cultivation, I’d likely have been knocked down to death or crippled by your bizarre technique earlier!”

Upon hearing this, Monk Hui Kong showed no sign of embarrassment, still smiling as he said, ”Please understand, my friend. This monk was compelled. You only fled without giving this monk a chance to speak...”

”To hell with you and your polite pretenses in front of me!”

”Today, there’s only one way you’ll take me back!”

A flash of light in his hand, Shen Chonghong, after angrily cursing, directly pulled out a White Bone Long Spear.

”Take my dead body back!”

Before the words finished, he charged aggressively!

The White Bone Long Spear ablaze with a fiery red glow shot straight for Monk Hui Kong’s face!

Seeing this, Monk Hui Kong’s eyes flickered a cold light, yet he smiled faintly, ”Why resist, my friend?”

”This monk invites you kindly, yet you meet it with weapons...”

Before his words could finish, Shen Chonghong’s White Bone Long Spear sent flaming spear beams shooting towards his face.

In his youth, he was already famously hot-tempered.

In the difficult times of his childhood, Shen Chonghong was sent to Hidden Dragon Mountain at a young age to resist harassment from Hundred Beasts Mountain.