Chapter 136 - Chapter 136: 136, [Character, is Formation] (1/2)

Chapter 136: 136, [Character, is Formation]

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Hidden Mountain, a tomb within a tomb.

The teacher walked ahead, with the mute elder half a step behind.

It wasn’t pitch-dark in the tomb, for there were several luminous pearls embedded in the walls, casting a faint glow.

Also, the lamp full of fireflies in the mute elder’s hand added an extra touch of brightness.

The passage was not very long and slightly narrow. After a short walk, they reached a wider area. It reminded them of a passage from the “Tales of Peach Blossom Spring”, “The passage was very narrow just enough for one person to pass, and after a few dozens of steps, it suddenly opened up to a wide and bright area.”

The wide area looked somewhat like a circular altar, but it was not. There was only a large formation array.

This altar-like round base was connected to forty-nine chains, each leading to the stone walls around, linked with them.

The stone walls were smooth and polished, covered in dense black characters.

The black characters shimmered in the darkness and occasionally switched places!

—These characters were moving!

The energy contained in the characters was being transferred through the forty-nine chains to the circular platform.

The teacher and the mute elder slowly advanced up the stairs to the center of the platform.

A man sat quietly in the center, his eyes closed, without any vital signs.

No breath, no heartbeat, not even the flow of blood.

Even the divine sense couldn’t detect any signs of life with him.

From a certain perspective, this was not a living person but a body that had not decayed over the years.

The man in his thirties, dressed in a black robe, with an upturned sword-like eyebrow added an air of valor to him.

This man was Yan Li.

The teacher stood there, looking at his first disciple.

Yan Li was found by the teacher. He was as skinny as Lin Chan when the teacher picked him up, skin, and bones. After a few years, He digested the strange disease caused by the natural sword embryo and became handsome and tall.

The teacher was strictest with Yan Li, both because he was the eldest disciple and also because he was too handsome.

However, now looking at his appearance, the teacher suddenly found it much more pleasing.

After all, there has to be a contrast in everything. After all, there was a more annoying-looking person back on the mountain now!

And it was not just his face that was annoying, it’s just that he gave off a profound and a profound feeling all over him.

As if his good looks were natural, the will of heaven and earth.

No matter what, Lu Xun was with a charisma of 10. He was indeed a pioneer in “entering the path of Dao by being handsome.”

The teacher took out a folded red paper from his bosom and put it into Yan Li’s pocket. He murmurs to himself, “I’ve put the red envelope in your pocket. They all have one each. You won’t miss your share even if you’re secluded.” The mute elder stood by, a warm smile on his face.

The teacher and the mute elder stayed inside the tomb for a dozen more minutes then left. Yan Li, secluded, is as unresponsive as a corpse all along.

Upon leaving the tomb, the teacher looked up at the night sky.”

It was starting to snow.

Despite the dark night, the red-robed teacher stood out amidst the falling snow.

He took the small lantern from the mute elder and said, “Little Gui, you may go back to the foot of the mountain and rest.’

The mute elder nodded.

The teacher, garbed in red, strolled through the snow with the small lantern in hand.

He muttered to himself, “Even if the Chinese New Year’s Eve is lively every year, it still means getting a year older.”

“However, it’s still better when it’s lively. It’s better when it’s lively.”

Then, as if recalling something, he said,

“After this year, it will be even more lively.”

In the back mountain’s Small Study, Lu Xun opened the window and looked out. It was snowing outside.

“It’s snowing.” Lu Xun extended his hand to catch some, but the snowflakes were too small and melted upon touching his hand.

If it didn’t fall heavier, he guesses that there wouldn’t be accumulated snow on the ground by morning.

Lu Xun, being from the south, was quite fascinated by snow.

Poor Southerners. Some of them have hardly seen snow in their lives. Lu Xun had a friend from a certain province who got excited like a dog when he saw

snow, opening his mouth to catch snowflakes and not caring if someone was

flicking cigarette ash or spitting from the rooftop.

The Chou hour was almost upon them, and the snow outside had started to fall heavily.

“It’s falling so heavy? By morning, I wonder if the little Lolita will have difficulty moving. This snow could very well reach her knees!” Lu Xun jokingly thought about Mao Nanbei in his mind.

Not long after, Chou Hour arrived.

Lu Xun closed the window and sat back on his bed, opening the copybook given by the teacher.

The copybook emitted a black light, and the character “Chou”… was actually glowing!

As Lu Xun looked at the copybook, he found that the [To unlock] marked in basic information had disappeared.

He kept looking, his eyes becoming sore.

“What’s going on? I’ve already reached the Initial Realm. How could I be seeing things?” Lu Xun was astonished.

In front of his eyes, the copybook clearly only had one character. But it seemed like his eyes were playing tricks on him, causing multiple images to overlap.

The multiple images also kept on increasing.