Pure Yang!

Chapter 144: Returning the True Soul! Zhang Fan's File
After the explosion in the old residential area, online public opinion gradually subsided.

Zhang Fan's life returned to normal again. As for the Zhang family's old house, he asked Sui Chunsheng several times, but it seemed that the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance had no idea or clue.

This made him feel a little relieved, and now he concentrated on practicing inner alchemy and cultivating his spirit, hoping to reach the [High Skill] level as soon as possible.

I have to say that starting work that day [Before the Lights Come] was indeed a wise choice.

This place is Zhang Fan's blessed land. Even though the salary is not high and he has only worked a few days of regular classes, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

It has only been more than three months since he came down from Zhenwu Mountain and joined [Ye Buliang]. He has already advanced from the [Qigong] level to the [Apprentice], [Mysterious Master], and directly entered the [Spiritual Master] level. He can perform three consecutive strikes at a time. His speed is so fast that I am afraid no one in the world can match him.

If this were to get out, it would probably cause quite a stir in the Taoist community.

"High Master, I wonder when I can reach this level." Zhang Fan murmured softly.

Those who have high Taoist merit are called high meritorious persons. They can perform rituals at the altar, preside over fasting and offering sacrifices, and perform large and small rituals.

Whether it is the realm of cultivation or identity and status, they are both of vital importance in Taoism.

It is no exaggeration to say that high-ranking masters are the backbone of a mountain or a sect, connecting the past and the future, and have the ability to inherit and educate, as well as the power to expand the sect.

However, this level of realm is like being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, like a barrier blocking the heaven and earth.

Many famous mountain sects cannot obtain the [Spiritual Master] in their entire life.

"Practice slowly."

Zhang Fan also knew that one should not rush into cultivation. If one is too obsessed, it will become like a demon in one's heart. A slight mistake will lead to a huge error. One's cultivation may even regress, and it is not uncommon for one to fall into a catastrophe that lasts until dawn.

It is difficult to practice, it is difficult to ascend to the blue sky, if you don’t hope for immortality, why practice? If you hope for immortality, it will become an obsession, which will never be obtained.

Disaster!Disaster!Disaster!
As soon as he arrived at the company, Zhang Fan smelled a rich aroma of coffee.

A cup of black coffee was already placed on his desk. Without asking, one could tell that this was Wen He's thoughtful preparation.

Ever since Wen He knew that Zhang Fan suffered from insomnia, he would brew a cup of black coffee every morning before he came to help him wake up.

In fact, it didn’t matter if Zhang Fan didn’t drink, he couldn’t sleep at all.

"Good morning, Fanfan."

"Sister Wen, good morning." Zhang Fan greeted her and sat down in his seat. He subconsciously looked up and saw that Jiang Lai's seat was still empty. She had been out for more than a week.

"You're finally here. The boss asked you to come to his office."

Jiang Hulu sat in a swivel chair and swayed over.

"boss!?"

Zhang Fan subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at Bai Bu Ran's office. He was so busy with the old house's affairs these days that he almost forgot that the company had a boss.

"what's up?"

"I don't know, maybe you've taken too many days off recently." Jiang Hu muttered softly.

Others punch in at work and hope for vacation, but Zhang Fan punches in while pretending to hope for vacation.

"What must come will come."

Zhang Fan stood up, walked to Bai Bu Ran's office and knocked on the door.

"come in."

Bai Bu Ran's voice came from the office, and Zhang Fan opened the door and walked in.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

"Please sit down." Bai Bu Ran picked up the thermos cup, blew on the floating tea leaves, and took a small sip.

"You've been very busy lately."

As soon as Bai Bu Ran opened his mouth, Zhang Fan's face twitched and he revealed an awkward smile.

"You are almost becoming a non-staff member of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance." Bai Bushan raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Zhang Fan deeply.

Obviously, Bai Bu Ran already knew what happened in the old residential area. After all, Ma Buting was beaten by him and his life or death was unknown. Such a big thing would naturally be reported to the leadership.

"Ma...Brother Ma, are you okay?" Zhang Fan asked with concern.

"You're getting more and more ruthless." Bai Buran said meaningfully, "I've saved my life."

Zhang Fan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that, as long as no one was killed, it was fine. How could he know that the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] was so powerful? He could only blame Ma Buting for his bad luck in becoming the first user to try out his technique.

"What realm are you in now?"

At this moment, Bai Bu Ran changed the subject and asked.

"Ling Si!"

Zhang Fan did not hide the fact that his main purpose of joining "Night Never Bright" was to practice.

Now, he has been promoted to the rank of [Spiritual Master]. The next step is to comprehend [High Power]. Naturally, there are many things he wants to ask Bai Bu Ran for advice.

"really!"

Even though he had expected it, when Bai Bu Ran heard it from Zhang Fan himself, this master from Zhenwu Mountain still felt dazed.

He remembered that when Zhang Fan joined the company, he was only a Qigong expert.

On the rooftop, Wen He tested his skills, but the latter could only barely block one move of [Tianluo].

It has only been three or four months, but he has already reached the level of [Spiritual Master].

Such a speed is terrifying.

"This kid is really abnormal." Bai Buran sighed in his heart.

"It seems that you are about to begin to comprehend the higher powers."

"I was just about to ask the boss for advice." Zhang Fan said humbly.

According to the "Secret Records of Taoism" given to him after breaking the precepts, the Taoist realms start from the "Initial Movement" when the primordial spirit awakens, and the subsequent nine realms include "Qigong", "Disciple", "Mysterious Master", "Spiritual Master", "High Gong", "Great Bodhisattva", "Master of the Fast", "Master of the Temple" and "Heavenly Master", a total of ten levels.

Among them, [Gao Gong] is an obvious watershed.

However, the Secret Records of Taoism says it very obscurely, with only one sentence: On the desk is the Huangting Sutra, and in the furnace is the incense. Looking up, I attract the cranes, and my body is already light when I fly. Looking back on the road, I can reach the peak with my achievements.

"Gao Gong is a monument. Only those who can reach this level can be considered to have wisdom and destiny." Bai Bu Ran whispered.

If we say that the Taoist realm is divided into ten levels, there are three major hurdles.

"Three major checkpoints!?" Zhang Fan was puzzled.

"Not bad." Bai Bu Ran nodded.

"Restore the original spirit, bring down the true destiny, and overcome the disaster..."

"These are the three great barriers among the ten realms."

"Please give me some advice, boss." Zhang Fan asked humbly.

"Recovering the original spirit is the hurdle encountered in the first stage [Initial Movement]. Suppressing the consciousness and allowing the original spirit to awaken, only then can one truly begin cultivation."

"Some people have complicated thoughts and their consciousness is restless. Even if they are taught the method of keeping one mind and keeping quiet, it is difficult for them to sense their original spirit, let alone recover?" Bai Bu Ran sighed.

At the beginning, it took Xia Weisheng only three days to break through the first level of the barrier, enter a state of tranquility and see the original spirit. It took him another seventy-seven forty-nine days to be able to let his original spirit leave his body, and he was regarded as an extremely talented person.

Modern people have stronger emotions and more complicated minds. This first hurdle alone is enough to eliminate a large number of people.

"It turns out that not everyone can practice cultivation." Zhang Fan nodded.

He had already passed the first hurdle, so there was no point in saying more.

"The second hurdle, [The True Destiny], corresponds to the [High Skill] realm..." Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

"If you want to enter the realm of [High Power], you must surrender your true self and pay with your life."

"What is the Return of Life?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"The primordial spirit is innate. We were born in this mortal world, ate grains and cereals, were contaminated by the worldly air, and then entered the acquired world." Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

"The secret of cultivation lies in the word 'reverse'."

If one can cultivate to the [Spiritual Master] level, with a strong spirit, sufficient true yang, and a strong body, one can reverse the vitality and turn from acquired to innate.

"Soul baptism!" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice, as if thinking about something. Bai Bu Ran's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded immediately.

"That's pretty much what it means."

"The baptism of the soul is like the care of a baby in the womb, it is like being reborn again." Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

No wonder [Gao Gong] is so different from others and is called the watershed of Taoist practice.

To be able to reach this level, the Yuan Shen has been baptized, cleansed of acquired turbidity, transformed and sublimated, and is no longer the same. Although it is only one level lower than [Spiritual Master], there is a world of difference between them.

"How can we do this?" Zhang Fan asked.

This is the key method and the secret of practice.

"Jiangzhenxiang!" Bai Bu Ran slightly opened the corners of his lips and uttered three words.

"The best incense in Taoism!?"

Zhang Fan had seen a record in [Taoist Secret Records] that Jiangzhenxiang was the first incense used in ancient Taoist sacrifices. The first incense was the most respected and could be used in offering sacrifices to the heavens.

It is said that when the incense sticks come out of the Taoist sect, the smoke from their burning goes straight up to the ninth heaven, attracts the cry of cranes in broad daylight, and brings down all the immortals who practice true cultivation.

It is said that burning this incense can reach the sky and attract the gods from heaven.

"A stick of true incense reaches the heavens, and all the evil spirits and monsters hide. Those with high Taoist merits can comprehend the mysteries and receive the true destiny from the Jade Emperor." Bai Bu Ran whispered softly.

Light up the agarwood to draw down the true beings and cleanse the primordial spirit. If you can transform and sublimate, you will enter the realm of [high merit].

The second level of the barrier, [Jiangzhen Huiming], is also known as [Jiangzhen Ming], and its name comes from this.

"It's very risky." Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

The primordial spirit is delicate and any addition or subtraction could result in life or death, not to mention the baptism of the descent of the truth.

Since ancient times, countless talented people have failed to survive this hurdle and perished in the [Agarwood]. Even if they survived, their souls would have major problems, and they would either go crazy or become disabled.

Of course, if one can survive and transform his soul, he can return to his original state.

A fairy crane can descend from the incense, and only a high-level person can create this phenomenon.

"Crane?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"It's not a real crane, but an exterior scene." Bai Bu Ran said in a serious tone.

In ancient China, the crane was not only a fairy bird that represented longevity, but also a messenger between the fairyland and the human world. Monks on earth rode cranes to ascend to heaven, and immortals from the upper world rode cranes to descend to the world. The crane is ethereal and mysterious, connecting the "fairy" and the "mortal".

Legend has it that the founder of Baihe Temple ascended to heaven in broad daylight riding a crane, and the name "Baihe Temple" came from this.

It is said that those who can undergo the baptism of their primordial spirit in the [Jiangzhenxiang], return to their true destiny and become [high-level practitioners] will see the vision of [descending cranes]. The more cranes descend, the higher their level of cultivation and the greater their achievements.

"Boss, this [Agarwood]..." Zhang Fan hesitated to speak.

Although you can buy so-called agarwood online, it is definitely not real.

The real [Agarwood] is a Taoist secret and is extremely precious. The [Agarwood] of each sect is different, and some even have to be specially refined according to the [Inner Alchemy Method] of an individual's practice.

"The inner alchemy method you practice is the [Southern and Northern Sects], right? I can give them a call at Zhenwu Mountain." Bai Bu Ran said in a serious tone.

"Although the incense is precious, if you ask for it, Zhenwu Mountain should prepare it for you."

"Yeah." Zhang Fan nodded.

He was indeed practicing the [Southern and Northern Sects], but before dawn, he should have been practicing the [Divine and Demonic Holy Embryo]. He didn't know whether the [Agarwood] tailor-made for him at Zhenwu Mountain would be of any use.

"There's no rush for this kind of thing. Even if you have the agarwood, don't rush into it," Bai Bu Ran warned.

To return a person's life is no trivial matter. If one is not careful, all one's spiritual practice will be lost. Many people hesitate and may prepare for ten, twenty, or even thirty years, but still cannot make up their mind to cross that hurdle.

"Practicing is really too difficult." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

"You are being completely unconscionable in saying this."

Bai Bu Ran rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan. Who the hell could make a breakthrough from [Qi Gong] to [Spiritual Master] in three or four months? If this was considered difficult, how could others survive!?
Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly. He knew that his situation was different from others, so he immediately changed the subject and asked, "Boss, what does the third level [Crossing the Disaster] mean?"

"That's a problem you need to consider when you're challenging a Celestial Master. It has nothing to do with you."

As he spoke, the boss took out a file bag from the drawer and threw it in front of Zhang Fan.

"Please go and deliver this stack of bills to them."

"Urn!? Does our company have this business?"

Zhang Fan glanced at it. It was a receipt for ordering urns. There were 500 urns in total. The customer was...

"Candy Crush Funeral Home!?"

Zhang Fan looked at the name and his expression turned strange.

He has been in Yujing City for so many years, but he has never heard of a funeral home called "Xiaoxiaole".

"Send it over now." Bai Bu Ran called.

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan picked up the file bag and went out. This funeral home named [消消乐] was in the suburbs. With a round trip, he should be able to get back before lunch.

After watching Zhang Fan leave the company, Lao Yu stood up and walked into Bai Bu Ran's office.

"Boss, did you talk about anything?" Yu Fu sat down and couldn't help asking.

"He is abnormal." Bai Bu Ran leaned back in his chair, looking at the ceiling and muttered softly.

No one can achieve such a high speed of practice in such a short time.

"The Jiangnan Provincial Alliance has already set its sights on him..." Bai Bu Ran said in a serious tone.

Now, Lou Hechuan only thought that Zhang Fan was a disciple secretly trained by Zhenwu Mountain. But if he knew that Zhang Fan only started practicing during the summer vacation, God knows what his reaction would be.

"They should be able to find out his background." Yu Fu couldn't help but say.

"Old man Chu was able to let him go down the mountain. Do you think he would be afraid of being investigated?" Bai Bu Ran said lightly.

"Is it possible..."

"I've checked too... His background is very clean. His father, Zhang San, graduated from junior high school and worked on construction sites all year round to make a living. His mother, Li Sigu, died in a car accident..."

Bai Bu Ran looked at the stack of documents hidden in the drawer. This was all the information he could find, including Zhang Fan’s mother’s death certificate and the accident assessment information at the time.

His foundation is clean.

"Now I kind of understand why Old Man Chu wanted to accept him. What sightseeing tour, what coincidence..." Bai Bu Ran's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Maybe we already knew each other."

“Did you know each other already?” Yu Fu asked in astonishment.

"As long as there is enough time, with the energy of Zhenwu Mountain, a person's past can be washed away completely." Bai Bu Ran's eyes were fixed like a line.

The biggest problem for a person is that he has no problems at all in his past.

But he couldn't understand why Chu Chaoran, a living immortal, would spend so much time on an unknown young man. What did he want to do?
"A deity like Master Chu shouldn't be so scheming, could it be..."

At this moment, Yu Fu's eyes lit up and he thought of a possibility.

"what?"

"That boy is the real person's illegitimate child!?"

Rumble…

Just as he finished speaking, there was a deafening sound of thunder outside the window, as if God was angry, and the sky changed in an instant.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Old man Chu is over a hundred years old. A person like him..."

Bai Bu Ran paused, stroking his chin, his eyes gleaming with wisdom: "It's not impossible for an old tree to bloom."

Rumble…

Before he finished speaking, the thunder outside became louder and deafening, and it seemed that a storm was about to come!!!

(End of this chapter)