Pure Yang!

Chapter 149: The Master of Wuwei Sect! A person with high Taoist power will see a strange sight of a crane descending (5k chapter)

In front of the temple, there are pine and cypress trees, apricots surround the altar and water flows around the corridor. What is the merit of seeking the truth in the mountains? I beg for the incense to descend from the furnace.

Practice the three major hurdles, restore the spirit, receive the true destiny, and overcome disasters.

The second level of hurdle [The True Destiny] is a hurdle that must be overcome to be promoted to the rank of [High Meritorious Official].

To descend the truth and return the life, one must rely on the [Agarwood] to lead the truth down and baptize the primordial spirit, then one can reach the highest level of sublimation and achieve the realm of those with high Taoist merits.

"It was delivered so quickly? Huh? Something this important was delivered by express delivery? That's too hasty."

Zhang Fan looked at the damaged box and knew that it must have been subjected to violent sorting, so he quickly picked it up.

Just now, he was in the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance, and was envious of Ma Buting for getting the [Jiangzhenxiang], which would allow him to reach the [Gaogong] level today. He didn't expect that in just one hour, his [Jiangzhenxiang] would also arrive.

"This is payable on delivery, thirty yuan, which will be deducted from your salary." Bai Bu Ran said calmly.

"..."

"Zhenwu Mountain doesn't need this little money, right?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

It is one of the ten most famous Taoist mountains in the world, and its annual income from tourism alone is more than 5 billion yuan. It would be fine if [Agarwood] was sent by express, but they also have to pay on delivery?

You are being too calculating in your spiritual practice!

The old lady was really hiding in the quilt, which made me laugh.

"Zhenwu Mountain has a big plate. You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run the household." Bai Buran glanced and said lightly.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want."

Zhang Fan grinned, in a good mood. He knew very well that the real [Agarwood] was extremely precious, requiring seventeen kinds of precious spices and dozens of aged medicinal materials. Each school had slightly different methods, all of which were refined using secret methods.

In ancient times, even if ordinary people lit a piece of real [jiangzhenxiang], it could ward off evil spirits, eliminate disasters and diseases. It has always been a tribute to the emperor, so there is a poem saying, "Red dew wants to pour life-extending wine. White smoke wants to burn jiangzhenxiang." There is no text beyond five thousand words, what else can I give to Emperor Wu.

This kind of treasure cannot be bought even if you have money, so what’s the point of spending thirty dollars on shipping?
"Boss, I heard that if a cultivator burns the incense, the smoke can reach the sky and attract all the true beings to come." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

“Will I really see a fairy?”

The idea of ​​immortals is illusory. Even among those who practice Taoism, I have never heard of anyone actually seeing an immortal.

However, from ancient times to the present, there have been immortals hidden in the sky, and only then has the legend of immortality been passed down to the world. Ordinary people see that there are endless incense in the temples, and there is also a vast lineage of Dharma that is continuously passed down. As for today's cultivators, when their spirits awaken, they will have supernatural powers and are close to immortals, and gradually hear of the fruit of immortality.

But all this is still like a mirage, seemingly close at hand, but actually far away.

It seems that only by cultivating into the realm of pure yang and infinity can one truly get a glimpse of the immortals on earth.

It was for this reason that Zhang Fan asked this question. After all, Bai Bu Ran had already crossed the second threshold of [True Destiny] and had rich experience.

"If your heart is sincere, your wish will come true. Those who see you will be like gods." Bai Bu Ran whispered softly.

"My sect is vast. If you practice three points, you will receive seven points of response. If you practice ten points, you will be blessed at any time."

Bai Bushan looked respectful and raised his finger to the sky.

Zhang Fan opened the express thoughtfully, revealing an exquisite wooden box with the words "Zhenwu Mountain Travel Gift" written on it!

"..."

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Can't you just get a separate box?"

It looks like a box was randomly picked out from the tourist-related materials on the mountain.

That's too hasty!
"Frugality is a virtue. Why do you need all that fancy stuff? How about I make you a pure gold box?" Boss Bai said calmly.

"Bad students have too much stationery."

"no, I'm fine."

Zhang Fan opened the box with a dry laugh, and a stick of incense appeared before his eyes. It was about three inches and three inches long, with cloud patterns all over it, but it did not have any fragrance at all.

"Why is there no fragrance?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"The great square has no corners, the great thing is easy to accomplish, the great sound is silent, the great image is invisible." Bai Bushan whispered in a low voice.

The more pleasant a sound is, the quieter it is; the more pleasant a smell is, the more obscure it is.

The so-called cultivation of Taoism is to create something out of nothing, to seek nothingness in existence, to use the false to cultivate the true, and to transcend the real senses.

Although agarwood is called incense, it has no fragrance. There is also a saying that only the immortals in heaven can smell this fragrance, so they appear and come down.

"It's yours now." Bai Bu Ran waved his hand.

"Boss, how do I use this thing?" Zhang Fan asked.

"The burning smoke reaches the heavens, and leads all the true beings down."

Bai Bu Ran's eyes were fixed as he looked at Zhang Fan: "You want to enter the [High Power] level!?"

"I want to try it!"

Zhang Fan clenched the wooden box containing [Agarwood] in his hand, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Being too confident can lead to death." Bai Bu Ran said in a deep voice.

He naturally knew that Zhang Fan was an abnormal person. He was able to advance from the [Qi Gong] level, across the [Apprentice], [Xuan Master], and directly reach the [Spiritual Master] level in just over three months. Such speed was enough to make anyone dumbfounded.

Because of this, Bai Bu Ran has to remind people that haste makes waste. [High Gong] is different from the previous four realms. Burning incense to attract all the true ones and baptizing the soul is a hurdle. Countless people have fallen at this hurdle.

The soul, even the slightest increase or decrease may result in life or death. Baptism and sublimation is no joke.

He had seen too many people who were confident and calm, who burned incense to get promoted, but ended up becoming either madmen or fools, and many even lost their lives.

"So I want to ask the boss to protect me. I want to give it a try." Zhang Fan said in a serious tone.

Bai Bu Ran did not say anything, but stared into Zhang Fan's eyes, and saw that his gaze was as firm as a rock, and finally he sighed softly.

"Let's go to the rooftop!"

As he spoke, Bai Bu Ran stood up and walked out of the office.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan picked up the [Agarwood] and followed closely.

……

At this time, Jiangnan Province Alliance.

In the backyard, the altar was set, flags and banners were waving, the east wind was rising, and everything was ready.

"Sister, this time it's all thanks to you. Not only did you help me recover so quickly, you also brought me some agarwood."

In the office, Ma Buting had adjusted himself to the best state. Looking at the incense stick in the jade box at hand, his eyes revealed deep desire.

Opposite him sat a woman with delicate and pretty features, bright eyes, fair skin as white as mutton fat, and an extraordinary and ethereal temperament.

He Ningyan, the heir of the Three Emperors Sect and also Ma Buting's senior sister, was the one who protected him when he attempted to reach the High Level this time.

"I have other things to do in Yujing City this time, so I just sent you the [Agarwood] by chance."

He Ningyan looked out the window, her beautiful eyes full of deep light.

"You are so lucky to have met a master who is proficient in Taoist fire... This person's fire skills are extraordinary. It seems that he has obtained the true meaning of the Pure Yang Patriarch, so he can integrate with the three Yin evil qi in your body..."

As she spoke, He Ningyan slowly withdrew her gaze, picked up the tea bowl on the table, and remained expressionless.

"If there is a chance, I would like to meet this person."

"Zhang Fan!?"

Ma Buting chuckled and said, "Senior sister, when I reach the [High Power] level, I will naturally find you to spar with me again."

At this point, Ma Buting's eyes showed the confidence he once had.

Now that he has broken through the barrier of life and death and is about to be promoted to [High-level Gong], his strength is naturally incomparable.

"Are Miaoyu and Miaochan doing well here with you?" He Ningyan changed the subject and asked.

Zhou Miaoyu and Zhou Miaochan are Ma Buting's junior sisters, and naturally they are also He Ningyan's junior sisters.

"It's okay. Miaoyu just graduated after all, and she's not very experienced yet. But with her sister guiding her, she's able to adapt." Ma Buting said calmly.

"That's good!"

He Ningyan took a sip of tea, put down the tea bowl, and said leisurely: "As long as you are promoted to [High-level Gong], it will be almost certain that you can join the organization."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Buting couldn't help but reveal a look of joy on his face.

He had heard the news last year. The top leaders selected the best talents from all the Taoist sects in the world to form an independent organization to kill the evil Wuwei.

Such a feat is unprecedented and of such a massive scale, no less than the [Destroying Mountains and Temples] of the new era. If one could enter the organization, it would surely deal a devastating blow to the Wuwei Sect, leaving a name in history and having a promising future.

"Is it finally going to begin? Senior Sister, the Wuwei Sect isn't causing too much trouble right now, right?" Ma Buting couldn't help but say.

"You are not on the front line, so you don't know the dangers."

He Ningyan looked at this junior fellow apprentice deeply, then shook her head.

"Since the death of the Three Corpses Taoist, the Wuwei Sect has never been able to revive like it is today..."

"Over the years, they have indeed produced a lot of talents and masters."

"The Thirteen Zodiac Signs!" Ma Buting said in a deep voice.

"The interior of Wuwei Sect is complicated and mysterious. Since its existence, the Thirteen Zodiac Signs have been the guardians of Wuwei Sect. They are like the natural moat at the mountain gate. Apart from a group of independent masters, throughout the generations, only the true sect master can dispatch them." He Ningyan said dimly.

The thirteen zodiac animals are extremely special existences within the Wuwei Sect. They have extremely high degrees of freedom and possess their own absolute will. Except for the leader of [Human Zodiac], they only obey the orders of successive sect masters.

"Don't always focus on the [Thirteen Zodiac Signs]. There are more masters in Wuwei Sect than you think."

As she spoke, He Ningyan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, as if she recalled an unpleasant memory.

"Senior Sister, have you met a master from Wuwei Sect?"

"This time I met a young master in Dongshan Province." He Ningyan said in a deep voice. "Even the two brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang from Laojun Mountain were defeated by that man."

"What!?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Buting's face changed color.

The Qi brothers of Laojun Mountain are as famous as Xia Weisheng of Zhenwu Mountain, An Wuyang of Zhongnan Mountain and others. They are the descendants of the Ten Famous Mountains of Taoism and the best among the rising stars.

Both of these brothers reached the level of "High Merit" before the age of thirty.

The most crucial thing is that they were born from the same mother and had a very special talent, the ability to sense each other. After practicing Taoism, they even developed a miraculous skill called [Soul Fusion Technique], which can merge the two souls into one, transcending common sense and having supernatural powers that are hard to match.

"The [Spiritual Combination Method] of the Qi brothers is extraordinary. They embrace the unity and the soul is vast. Even the uncle said that such a mysterious soul is probably only surpassed by the legendary [Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons]."

At this point, a lingering fear appeared on He Ningyan's pretty face.

"Even so, the two brothers still lost to that man, and Qi Dongqiang almost lost his life in Dongshan Province."

"So powerful? Who is that guy?" Ma Buting sensed the danger and couldn't help but ask.

"His name is Zhao Jiexuan. He is so young, but he has such a high level of cultivation. He is simply a vicious monster."

"Master uncle said that among the younger generation, perhaps only Li Changgeng from Baihe Temple can suppress him."

At this point, He Ningyan paused for a moment before saying, "Master Uncle speculates that this person is very likely to become a candidate for the leader of Wuwei Sect."

"Candidate for the leader of Wuwei Sect?!" Ma Buting's eyebrows twitched and he looked puzzled.

The Wuwei Sect is mysterious and unpredictable, and the most mysterious person is naturally its leader.

Not to mention the distant past, in the past hundred years, no one has even heard of the name of the leader of the Wuwei Sect. There was once a rumor that [Three Corpses Taoist] was the leader of the Wuwei Sect. Since him, this position has been vacant.

"It's just speculation. I heard that the selection of the leader of Wuwei Sect is like raising a Gu, and it has its own mechanism..."

"There is also a saying that the leader of Wuwei Sect is destined by heaven, and is born naturally according to fate... Therefore, this position is not always occupied."

He Ningyan's statement cast a veil of mystery over the existence of the leader of the Wuwei Sect.

"Just follow the will of fate and let it happen naturally!?"

Ma Bu listened to the murmurs and chewed over the words.

"In short, remember this: if you meet this person in the future, you must stay away from him, otherwise your life will be in danger." He Ningyan warned solemnly.

"Zhao Jiexuan!"

"I see."

Ma Buting nodded and kept the name [Zhao Jiexuan] firmly in his mind.

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

The bells rang, the incense and candles lit, and the auspicious time had arrived.

Ma Buting took a deep breath, respectfully picked up the [Jiangzhen Incense] on the table, came to the yard, and walked to the altar.

"Junior brother, today is your big day."

He Ningyan has absolute confidence in this junior fellow apprentice.

Ma Buting took a deep breath, offered up the [Jiangzhen Incense], and respectfully placed it into the fire. A bit of his soul revived, and three parts of his true yang ignited. He chanted the names of the Three Emperors and ancestors, and paid homage to the gods and immortals in his heart.

"A pillar of true incense reaches the heavens, and all the evil spirits are hiding. Those with high Taoist merits will comprehend the mysteries and return the truth to the Jade Emperor!"

Ma Buting murmured softly, he formed seals with his hands, and his soul left his body. Like a fuse, it attracted the true yang like fire and instantly ignited the [Jiangzhen Incense] in the incense burner.

Suddenly, the flags fluttered in the wind, and a wisp of crimson-purple incense burned and rose up, like a floating cloud, carrying Ma Buting's soul straight into the sky.

hum...

In an instant, Ma Buting felt as if his soul had returned to the state of the fetus in the mother's womb. Although he had left his physical body, he felt more at home when he returned to the sky. Even the breathing of his soul became like that of a baby.

This is the wonderful state recorded in the Tao Te Ching: "Carrying the spirit and soul and embracing oneness, concentrating the energy and making it gentle, and being able to be like a baby."

"This is just the beginning."

In the yard, He Ningyan's eyes were fixed as she looked at Ma Buting's soul which was supported by the incense.

At this moment, his soul was like a handful of water, changing in any way and reshaping itself.

This is the process of baptism of the soul and also the process of sublimation to the extreme state. It is just like a human being conceiving a baby. It takes ten months of pregnancy and if you are not careful, there is a risk of destroying the fetus.

hum...

Gradually, Ma Buting's soul seemed to be separated from his original consciousness, leaving only instinct. There seemed to be the sound of chanting in his ears, echoing in the sky. There were also many figures flashing in front of him, coming out of the clouds, watching the changes of his soul.

"It looks like there's no problem."

He Ningyan's expression relaxed a little, and she saw a white cloud appearing in the sky above Yujing City, with a rosy glow hidden inside.

This is the sign of [Descending to the Truth and Returning Life]. The rosy rays of light descend and cleanse the soul. Once the transformation is complete, it will enter the [High-level] stage.

"Um!?"

At this moment, He Ningyan frowned slightly, but a strange look flashed in her beautiful eyes. As her eyes moved, she saw another white jade appearing in the sky above Yujing City, with a glow hidden inside.

"In Yujing City, there are actually people striving for the [High Power] level!?"

He Ningyan's eyes were fixed as she stared at the white cloud that suddenly appeared.

At this moment, in Taoyuan Square, on the rooftop.

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged in meditation, his soul leaving his body, and he lit the agarwood sent from Zhenwu Mountain.

However, his situation is a little different.

"What's going on? How could this happen?"

Bai Bu Ran had a strange look on his face as he stared at Zhang Fan's soul in the sky.

Ordinary people who practice Taoism light up agarwood, and use the incense smoke to rise into the sky and attract the true beings to come down.

But at this moment, Zhang Fan's soul was actually swallowing the incense of agarwood in big gulps.

Such a strange scene was the first time even Bai Bu Ran, who had seen a lot, had seen it.

"What's wrong with his soul?" Bai Bu Ran's brows were wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character.

At this moment, his eyes shifted slightly, and he naturally noticed another patch of white clouds and glow. With a little attention, he could find that it was the direction of the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance.

Apparently, there are also people from the Taoist Alliance who are striving to reach the [High Power] level.

Tick…tick…tick…

At this moment, a loud cry came from the white cloud of Jiangnan Provincial Alliance. In the faint glow of the clouds, a phantom of a white crane flew out and circled in the air.

"The vision of a descending crane!?" Bai Bu Ran was slightly moved.

There is a chance that a fairy crane will descend from the incense, and only a high-level practitioner can create this incense.

Since ancient times, the crane is not only a fairy bird representing longevity, but also a messenger between the fairy world and the human world. The crane is mysterious and connects the immortals and the mortals.

The cranes here are not real cranes, but an unusual sight.

Legend has it that only those who truly have a destiny to become immortals and are highly gifted can attract the strange phenomenon of a crane descending when they are promoted to the rank of "High Merit".

"The Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance still produces talented people." Bai Bu Ran whispered softly.

Tick…tick…tick…

In the sky, the sound of cranes' cries became louder and louder, and only those with the soul could hear them. Another white crane flew out from the clouds and circled in the air.

"Well, Junior Brother is indeed extraordinary. He even attracted two cranes to cry together."

He Ningyan's eyes lit up. Being able to attract cranes to descend was already an extraordinary phenomenon. The more white cranes there were, the greater the achievement. Being able to attract two cranes to sing at the same time was one in a million.

On the other hand, the glow of the other white cloud was dim and even seemed to be dissipating. It was not certain whether it could be promoted to a high position, let alone attract the descending crane.

"That's it?"

Bai Bu Ran stared blankly at the agarwood burning out, but the last wisp of incense was completely absorbed by Zhang Fan's soul.

Everyone was stunned. Looking up, they saw Zhang Fan's soul sitting cross-legged under the sky, and the white cloud above his head was about to dissipate.

"The truth that descended is not real, but the incense is everywhere. The true destiny returns, and the intensity is extraordinary."

At this moment, a mysterious voice sounded faintly in Zhang Fan's soul, accompanied by the sound of chains colliding.

"This incense is not enough!"

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and then the white clouds above Zhang Fan's soul head shook violently, and a shrill cry came from it, like thunder rolling, shaking the world.

"That is……"

Then, a huge claw emerged from the white cloud, accompanied by feathers floating...

"Black feathers!?" Bai Bu Ran's eyes shook.

"Then...what is that?"

He Ningyan's eyes widened, her pretty face trembled violently, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

"Black Crane!?"

hum...

The terrifying claws stretched out from the depths of the white clouds and firmly grasped the two white cranes hovering in the sky next to them! !

(End of this chapter)