Pure Yang!

Chapter 1: Thousand-year-old Temple, before the Patriarch

Jiangbei Province, Zhenwu Mountain.

As the sightseeing bus sped along the winding mountain road, through the glass window one could see the cliffs and lush ancient trees passing by.

"I don't believe that this holy land of immortals can't cleanse your filthy heart."

A firm voice came from his ear. Zhang Fan leaned his head against the window and tilted it slightly, looking at his best friend with a confident face. Then he looked out of the car with a dead look.

The four years of relationship in college ultimately came to pass as graduation season is also breakup season. The two people who were once the closest to each other went their separate ways and their lives never overlapped again.

The figure running under the setting sun has completely become a lost youth...

Such a gap made it difficult for Zhang Fan to get over it for a long time.

As his best friend, Li Yishan had no choice but to drag him out, climb the mountain for pilgrimage, burn incense in the temple, change his mood, and pray to the gods.

"You said... do immortals have feelings?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan asked without turning his head.

"This is Zhenwu Mountain, it's very spiritual, don't talk nonsense." Li Yishan said in a low voice with his eyes wide open.

"But as the old saying goes, if a mortal seeks immortality and falls into the mortal world, he must pass two levels before he can gain the Tao..."

Li Yishan studied folk culture at university.

"Which two levels?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"The test of love and the test of life and death...only after you pass these two tests will a master come to save you." Li Yishan whispered.

"Since ancient times, Zhenwu Mountain has been known as a blessed land for immortals, or..."

"5A-level national scenic area, ticket price is yuan..."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Zhang Fan interrupted.

"This is the Taoist temple of the Great Emperor Zhenwu. In the past, the Great Emperor Zhenwu attained enlightenment here, and then he ruled the north, sweeping away demons. He was also known as the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Master..." Li Yishan said solemnly.

Zhenwu Mountain is a famous mountain in the world.

During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial court ordered the construction of the "Five Dragons Temple" here to pray for rain. This was the opening of the mountain gate of Emperor Xuanzong, and it is one of the 72 blessed places in the world. Throughout the ages, countless immortal seekers have climbed the mountain to live in seclusion and glimpse the immortal path.

Today, it has indeed become a 5A-level national scenic area... This is an indisputable fact.

"I heard that a bottle of mineral water costs ten yuan in the mountains..." Zhang Fan said to himself.

"..."

"The incense from Zhenwu Mountain is the most effective. I heard that..."

"A set of family portraits costs 380 yuan..."

Before coming here, Zhang Fan had read the guide in the "pornographic book".

"..."

"If praying to gods and Buddhas worked, there would be no poor people in the world."

Zhang Fan leaned against the window and looked out of the car. There were rolling mountains, with peaks standing tall and reaching the sky, winding streams that went deep into the ground, flowers and trees on both sides of the cliffs competing for beauty, and pines and bamboos competing for green in some places.

After a while, the sightseeing bus drove off the winding mountain road and stopped in front of an open space. When we got off the bus and looked around, an ancient temple appeared in front of us. It had high eaves and was full of ancient charm. Incense smoke was rising and the sound of bells was ringing in our ears.

"Zixiao Palace... one of the nine palaces in Zhenwu Mountain, a famous tourist attraction..."

"Don't talk nonsense when you're here."

Li Yishan followed Zhang Fan out of the car and whispered a reminder from the side.

"Young man, would you like to buy some incense? The things inside are valuable... a set of family portraits costs 480 yuan..."

As soon as everyone got off the bus, several uncles and aunts came over with bags of incense and candles. They live off the mountain, they live off the water, they live off the gods... It was obvious that this was their job.

"No need...thank you." Zhang Fan waved his hand.

"Young man, if you don't burn incense when you see God, you will suffer retribution..." the aunt said with a smile and in a friendly manner.

"..."

Zhang Fan kept walking, but Li Yishan bought two sticks of incense and candles, came up with a bag and handed him one.

"One hundred and twenty, remember to transfer it to me."

"You want more money?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

"Nonsense, you have to pay for the incense money yourself." Li Yishan talked about taboos.

"I said, can you please be more open-minded?"

Li Yishan looked at Zhang Fan's listless appearance and couldn't help but admonish him: "What if we don't break up?"

"You want to get married and have a wedding ceremony. Aren't you afraid of turning into Wu Dalang?" "Shut up." Zhang Fan said speechlessly.

"Our ancestors have said that if you want a car and a house, you're better off being single."

"Did your ancestors say that?"

Holding incense and candles, Zhang Fan stepped into the mountain gate and saw that the building was ancient and quaint, not from the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties. The walls with ravines were marked with traces of time.

I took a deep breath, and the coolness of the mountains went straight into my lungs, making my mind much clearer.

"What a nice place." Zhang Fan murmured softly, and his mood seemed to improve.

"This Taoist temple has a history of more than a thousand years... Just think of it as a mountain climbing tour..."

Li Yishan came closer, squinted his eyes and smiled: "As long as the object is changed quickly, there is no sadness, only love..."

"I heard that this place is often visited by mountain climbers. Who knows, there might be some romantic encounters..."

"My God, how dare you say such things in a place like this..."

Zhang Fan distanced himself from Li Yishan as if he were avoiding the plague: "Gods, he was the one who said that..."

"Aren't you a feudal superstitious person?" Li Yishan glared at him fiercely.

"You'll be criticized to death if you post this on the Internet." Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Are you pretending? Ask yourself, who wouldn't take a second look at a handsome guy or beautiful girl on the street? Except for saints and virgins, of course...if you see them, you'd think they're animals? I don't know who has such a dirty mind."

"..."

Zhang Fan remained silent, holding incense and candles, and walked into the worship hall.

There are three statues enshrined in the hall. The one in the center is naturally [Emperor Zhenwu], the one on the left is [Master Sanfeng], and the one on the right is [Master Chunyang].

Both of them were immortals who achieved enlightenment through practice in Zhenwu Mountain and are extremely famous in history.

At this moment, there were not many pilgrims in the hall. Under the guidance of the temple priest, Zhang Fan lit the incense and bowed down to the God Zhenwu.

Then, he came to the statue of [Master Sanfeng] on the left.

"queue……"

Li Yishan pulled Zhang Fan and stood behind the two aunts. They were kneeling on mats, muttering something as if praying for something. One of them even kowtowed with a sound.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan caught a glimpse of a young girl standing behind him. She was about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin, shoulder-length hair, bright and pretty facial features, an ethereal and elegant temperament, and she was wearing a black brocade dress with water ripples, which was extremely special.

"Hurry up and worship!"

Li Yishan's voice brought Zhang Fan back to his senses. The two of them knelt down in front of the statue of [Sanfeng Patriarch] and bowed three times.

After standing up, Zhang Fan saw the girl in black also kneeling forward and bowing with both hands, looking extremely pious.

"Alone!?" Zhang Fan subconsciously looked around, but did not see that the girl in black had any companions.

It is rare to travel alone, let alone go hiking.

Zhang Fan had seen a [10-level loneliness scale] on the Internet. A person undergoing surgery was at level 10, and a person traveling alone was at level 8.

"You didn't even bring your luggage?"

Zhang Fan began to murmur. Everyone who came here to travel carried a lot of bags, especially girls. Even if they didn't bring food and water, sunscreen and the like were essential.

It was so strange that Zhang Fan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Come and pay homage to the Pure Yang Patriarch."

As he spoke, Li Yishan pulled Zhang Fan to the right side of the hall. Coincidentally, the black-clothed girl also followed after paying homage to [Ancestor Sanfeng] and stood behind the two of them in a queue.

Li Yishan was extremely pious, muttering something as if he was praying, but Zhang Fan's mind was no longer on this.

At this moment, there were only three of them left on the right side of the hall.

After the ceremony, the two men stood up, and when they saw the black-clad girl approaching, they made way for her and turned around to walk out of the hall.

After walking out of the door and not far away, Zhang Fan turned around and looked at the worship hall that was getting farther and farther away.

"What are you thinking about? You are too infatuated... We have already broken up..."

"You saw that beautiful lady just now, right? She..."

Away from the temple and no longer under the master's seat, Zhang Fan dared to speak, recalling the girl in black just now.

"What beauty!?"

Li Yishan's face was full of confusion, but he made Zhang Fan stop.

(End of this chapter)