Pure Yang!

Chapter 14 Taoist Magical Power, Samadhi True Fire
In the thousand-year-old Nanxuan Palace, Lu Zu’s sword magic is at the first level.

Today, there is a sudden fire, and I hear the sword singing like a dragon.

On the cliff, the peach wood sword that had stood there for six hundred years uttered a soft hum, breaking the wind and washing the moonlight, and the dark clouds floated, as if stopping.

"It's been six hundred years... six hundred years... The founder of Chunyang has left his sword here... Finally, someone has touched the true meaning of Chunyang..."

Deep in the Nanxuan Palace, between the steep cliffs, a hoarse and low voice came from a hidden cave, accompanied by the sound of chains rattling.

"Master uncle...you...please be patient..."

At this moment, at the entrance of the cave, a young Taoist priest holding a flashlight looked tremblingly into the depths of the cave, hesitated to move forward, and gave cautious advice.

"Don't be afraid... I'm normal now..." the hoarse voice came again.

The flickering lights stretched the shadows in the cave. At this moment, a skinny figure slowly emerged...

It was a man, with disheveled hair, skinny, ragged clothes, and barely covered body. His limbs were locked with heavy iron chains and nailed to the wall of the narrow cave...

Above his head, there was a stone carving of a lion's head, with a seven-foot-long sword in its mouth, pointed at the skinny man's head.

The lion holds the sword and suppresses the evil spirits!
"What happened in Qingwei Palace today?" the skinny man suddenly asked.

"Today... today is the Jade Certificate Transmission Ceremony... Master Xia Weisheng... Senior Sister... is there..." the young Taoist priest said tremblingly.

"Xia Weisheng? The little girl that Senior Brother took in... is she the one who has moved with the Pure Yang True Intention? She has quite a good talent..." The skinny man lowered his head, his long hair was disheveled, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Come here... I'm a little thirsty..."

The young Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, holding the flashlight tightly in both hands, and took a step forward.

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, the skinny man suddenly laughed wildly, his neck twisted like a long snake, and he raised his head suddenly, revealing his white bones on his forehead. His ferocious eyes were as red as blood. He opened his mouth, and his white teeth were like sharp blades, biting towards the neck of the little Taoist priest...

hum...

Almost at the same time, a big, broad hand suddenly fell on the little Taoist priest and pulled him back.

The skinny man's move missed, and the heavy chain clanged and suddenly tightened, dragging him back.

At the same time, the lion bit the sword and made a soft sound, like the roar of a wild beast, deafening...

“Kill…kill them all…then I will become…I will become…Chun Yang…Chun Yang…”

The skinny man roared to the sky like a madman. The sword in the lion's mouth slowly fell down, and the tip of the sword pierced into his scalp, oozing scarlet blood, before he gradually calmed down.

"Senior...brother..."

The young Taoist priest was still in shock. When he looked back, he saw a Taoist priest with a stern face standing behind him.

"How many times have I told you not to come near me...are you trying to kill yourself?" the cold Taoist said in a deep voice.

"Brother...he...how could he..."

"The Taoism practiced by our uncle-master is unique..." the cold Taoist sighed.

Who would have thought that the man imprisoned in this cave who seemed to be mad was actually the junior brother of the current Zhenwu master Chu Chaoran. He was extremely talented and the best in Zhenwu...

Even Chu Chaoran once said that if he had not entrusted himself to Zhenwu, the position of the headmaster would have been in the hands of his junior brother.

However, because he was so amazing, the path he took was also different...

"Inner demon leads, inner demon leads. This body is nothing but a great medicine. I will nourish all my thoughts until the demon awakens. My remaining body will become a demon-suppressing well..."

"Burn, burn, burn, from now on the inside and outside disappear, only the pure Yang steps on the sky bridge."

The cold Taoist sighed softly: "This is the method of following the devil to enter the Tao. One's thoughts will transform into all the devils. If you kill them, you will see Chunyang..."

The practice of Taoism is to suppress the conscious mind and preserve the original spirit until one returns to the true mind and no longer has any thoughts.

The method of following the devil into the Tao is to do the opposite. Instead of suppressing thoughts, they are infinitely magnified, just like raising a demon. All demons come together to kill and return to silence...

That is the state of Wuji, which is pure Yang without yin.

"Being possessed by the devil, but born towards the Tao... this... is too crazy..." The young Taoist priest was a little dazed.

Entering the devil is to achieve enlightenment...

“Pure Yang…Pure Yang…There have been so many people seeking immortality in the past and present, but how many have achieved Pure Yang…They go crazy, they die…all for the Pure Yang Dao.”

A look of reverence emerged on the stern Taoist's face, and he subconsciously turned around and looked towards the Qingwei Palace not far away.

Tonight, if Xia Weisheng can pass on the True Martial Jade Certificate, in the distant future, he may have a chance to reach that level...

I just don't know if she will be like the man in the cave, either crazy or dead...

"Let's go..." The cold Taoist priest looked back and took a deep look, then whispered.

"The immortal golden elixir is planted in the soil and sand, and everyone will leave home early. With only the hope of immortality in mind, even gods and demons will be killed..."

“Hahahaha… I’ll kill the gods and demons too…”

Crazy laughter came from behind, echoing in the dark ancient cave, and gradually died out, leaving only loneliness and darkness.

……

Qingwei Palace, inside the Chunyang Hall.

Zhang Fan was bored, so he looked out the window towards the Zhenwu Hall. The hall was brightly lit, and the sound of chanting and reciting scriptures could be heard. Outside the hall, a seven-story copper lighthouse was very eye-catching...

Taoist priest Pojie said that the seven-layered glazed lamp…when all the oil inside is burned out, the ceremony of transmitting the Jade Certificate will be declared complete.

"It's already the sixth floor..." Zhang Fan took a glance.

Only the last layer of glass lamp is left, and it will be done when it burns out.

"Wait a little longer." Zhang Fan yawned.

boom……

At this moment, a loud noise came from outside the hall, accompanied by the rumbling of the ground.

"what happened?"

Zhang Fan suddenly started, leaned out of the window and looked in the direction of the sound.

"forecourt……"

There was a gust of dust rising from the front yard.

After a brief hesitation, Zhang Fan turned around, went downstairs, left Chunyang Palace, and rushed to the front yard.

Bang...bang...bang...

Just as he arrived at the front yard, two figures flew across the sky and fell at Zhang Fan's feet like cannonballs. They were the Taoist priests Wu You and Wu Wei...

They were vomiting blood, their robes were torn to pieces, and their faces were extremely pale, especially Taoist Wu You, whose right arm was empty and blood was flowing... "This..."

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly. He looked up and saw two familiar figures.

"you again?"

The brothers Qian Shengwu and Qian Shaokun also noticed Zhang Fan, but they still looked at him with contempt, as if they didn't take him seriously at all. Behind them, the Demon-Subduing Well had already been opened, and all the stone slabs on it had shattered...

"You...you dare to be so presumptuous in Zhenwu Mountain..." Wu Wei gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Hehe, tonight the Zhenwu Mountain Jade Certificate is being passed down... none of the masters are here... It's so empty, so what if I'm being presumptuous?"

Qian Shaokun laughed coldly, and his cold eyes swept across Zhang Fan like a knife.

"Hurry up and call someone."

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, he gritted his teeth and whispered.

"Yes... yes... shake hands..."

Wu You and Wu Wei looked at each other, and then looked towards the Zhenwu Hall behind them... The Jade Certificate Transmission Ceremony was taking place there, and the last glazed lamp was about to burn out.

"It's too late to call for help now..." Qian Shaokun sneered.

"It's hard to be hungry..."

Qian Shengwu pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and a cold light flashed in his cold eyes.

puff...

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound, and scarlet blood slowly dripped...

Zhang Fan looked down and saw a dark shadow passing through his back and across his chest...

"I ride on a horse..."

"Layman..."

Wu You and Wu Wei's expressions suddenly changed and they slowly retreated. A huge shadow slowly rose up, more than three meters high. Its appearance could not be seen clearly, and it was a whole piece of darkness, like a wriggling worm shrouded in darkness.

"This is the difficult insect..." Wu Wei murmured softly, and felt the temperature in the mountains suddenly drop.

It is recorded in the books of alchemy that there are 108 insects in the human body. They are related to the body and life, and are closely related to birth, aging, sickness and death.

In other words, there are 108 kinds of insects in the human body, which are related to life and involve birth, aging, sickness and death.

For example, the [difficult insect], many disasters in a person's life are related to this insect.

Later, sages tasted hundreds of herbs to drive away insects and cure epidemics, and most of the insects hiding in the human body disappeared.

The Qian family in southern Yunnan obtained the method of refining the [Nan Chong] from somewhere and successfully refined one. Later, it was subdued by Zhenwu Mountain and suppressed in the [Fu Mo Well].

Now, this [difficult insect] has finally been born.

"If you see the difficulty, you will suffer disaster!"

Scarlet blood dripped slowly from the tail of the [Nan Chong]. Zhang Fan was lifted high up by it, and then gently thrown to the ground. The hollow hole in his chest was shocking...

His vitality disappeared at this moment.

"Finally dead."

Qian Shaokun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, as if the regret of not killing Zhang Fan before was completely made up for.

clang... clang... clang...

The wind howled, the dark clouds disappeared, and the sound of an ancient bell echoed faintly. In front of the Zhenwu Temple, the last glass lamp finally went out before it burned out.

At the same time, a brilliant golden light shot up into the sky from the Zhenwu Hall and flew towards Zhang Fan.

"That...that's..."

"Jade Certificate...Zhenwu Jade Certificate..."

A cry of surprise resounded through the moonlit night!
The door of Zhenwu Hall opened wide, and Xia Weisheng rushed out, his black hair disheveled, his face full of fatigue, and a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth...

She failed... The Jade Certificate passed on the ordination failed at the last moment.

No one could have imagined that the ancient jade tablet, the jade tablet representing the Zhenwu lineage, would suddenly lose control at the last moment and fly out of the air...

hum...

The jade tablet is round like a pearl plate, with phoenix body and dragon pattern engraved on it. Now there is a celestial script in red seal, which will directly pass on the Dharma lineage to future generations...

In the endless glow of the sunset glow, the Zhenwu Jade Certificate turned into a ball of warm light and flew directly into Zhang Fan's body, dissolving into the empty space in his chest.

"Zhang Fan..." Xia Weisheng clenched his jade hands.

"The jade edict of Zhenwu Mountain... was passed into the hands of a dead person? From then on, the lineage of Dharma was cut off..." Qian Shaokun couldn't help but say.

Roar……

At this moment, the insect that looked like a shadow let out a deafening roar and swooped down towards Zhang Fan's body.

In an instant, there was a loud bang, stirring up smoke and dust into the sky, engulfing Nan Chong and Zhang Fan.

hum...

Suddenly, a faint light rose in the dense smoke and dust, accompanied by the shrill scream of [Nan Chong].

"what happened?"

"That is……"

On Zhenwu Mountain, the wind and smoke are clear, the dark clouds are like white dogs, and the bright moon is like a pearl plate, reflecting this moment that seems to be frozen in time.

One after another, shocked eyes looked over...

The dust dispersed, and a figure slowly emerged. It was Zhang Fan. Glowing flames gushed out from his eyes, mouth, and nose, shining like red water chestnuts entwined, blazing like real fire descending to the earth, shattering the moonlight, and distorting the air...

Even the insect let out a shrill and terrified roar when burned by this strange flame, and the shadows around it disappeared, revealing its true appearance.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."

Qian Shengwu's expression suddenly changed, his voice almost trembled, and a terrible guess arose in his mind...

There seemed to be a voice roaring in his heart...

"The secret of the Xuanmen sect, the supreme magical power of Taoism..."

"Samadhi is really hot!"

(End of this chapter)