Pure Yang!

Chapter 150 Black Crane Swallows White Feather! Eighty Years Ago, on Mount Longhu

The white clouds are slowly hiding the rosy clouds, and the descending cranes are hiding their true Dao power. But when the wind blows, the cranes start to cry, and the sky suddenly becomes dark and panic-stricken.

Above Yujing City, white clouds were floating and the rosy clouds were hidden. These were the signs of the burning of agarwood and the attainment of a higher state of mind.

Especially when the [Descending Crane] phenomenon appeared, many masters hidden in Yujing City were alarmed.

In the practice of Taoism, it is rare to reach the [High-level] level, not to mention attracting the strange phenomenon of [White Crane Descending from the Sky]. This is a fairy fate and has an extraordinary and otherworldly appearance. There will definitely be a bright future for one.

"The incense can cause a crane to descend, but only high-ranking practitioners can experience this phenomenon... I heard that only those who are promoted to high-ranking practitioners before the age of thirty have the opportunity to attract a crane to descend."

"The great hermit hides in the city. There is still such a master in Yujing City. He deserves a promotion today for his great achievements."

"This is a breakthrough. I have passed the barrier of [True Fate]. What a blessing... It seems that there is another person who is also breaking through. It seems that he has failed."

The sight of a descending crane is rare in ancient times, let alone in today's era, so it naturally attracts attention.

On the other hand, the other white cloud was dim and was disappearing right before our eyes.

But at this moment, a loud cry was heard, as shocking as thunder, shaking all directions. From the dim and scattered clouds, two sharp and ferocious claws stretched out. They were extremely huge, each of them was comparable to the circling white crane, and were accompanied by fluttering black feathers.

"what is that?"

In the yard, He Ningyan looked at the sky, observing with her soul. She saw the floating clouds dispersing, and she was still sighing in her heart that the path to high martial arts was extremely dangerous. Only a man with Ma Buting's talent could have a chance of promotion and attract the strange phenomenon of the crane descending. As for the person who tried to break through with him, he could only be buried in the endless sand of countless failures, unknown to outsiders.

This is the despair of reality and the cruelty of monasticism.

but……

Rumble…

Who knows what kind of terrifying figure is hidden in the scattered clouds. The two sharp giant claws seem to be just the tip of the iceberg. They break through the air and reach into the white clouds beside them, shaking the rays of light and shattering them, causing the sky to tremble.

The next moment, a series of wailing sounds were heard, and the two white cranes that were originally circling in the sky were captured alive by the giant claws, one at a time.

"Black Crane!?"

"What the hell is this!?"

He Ningyan was horrified, she couldn't believe it. She was born in the Three Emperors Sect, was well-educated and familiar with the Taoist Canon, but she had never seen such a strange sight before.

Black feathers were fluttering and giant claws were grabbing a crane. Although it was only the external scene of the soul, it made her feel a chill.

It was a fear that came from instinct, as if it was inherently imprinted in one's innate soul. One shuddered with fear and didn't dare to look directly at it.

At this moment, she even forgot about leaving her body to protect herself.

"I knew it... As expected, an accident happened."

On the rooftop, Bai Bu Ran's eyes were fixed as he looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky, his expression extremely ugly.

Ever since Zhang Fan came to his company, nothing has gone wrong.

This time, when burning incense to offer sacrifices and break through to a high level, as expected, an accident happened.

However, the scene before him was beyond Bai Bu Ran’s understanding.

Even though he was born in Zhenwu Mountain and had extraordinary cultivation, he did not know what this strange phenomenon before him meant.

Roar……

At this moment, a terrifying cry came from the floating clouds, mysterious and profound, breaking the yin and yang, and hiding the incense. Then, the two struggling white cranes suddenly exploded under the two giant claws.

"This... this... it broke? This... what's going on?"

"I burned incense and offered sacrifices to the heavens, and then I saw the strange phenomenon of a flock of white cranes coming... I have been practicing Taoism for thirty-seven years, and I have never heard that the strange phenomenon of descending cranes can be..."

"A crane came from the sky, showing the destiny of the immortals... What on earth could it be that could capture a white crane and crush it to pieces?!"

One after another, incredulous gazes were cast towards the sky, trembling with disbelief.

Bai Bushan's expression was extremely ugly, and he felt that his attention was increasingly attracted by the strange scene in the sky.

"Look!"

At this moment, in the sky, the two white cranes that were crushed by the giant claws turned into two balls of purple air in full view of everyone...

Then, in the scattered clouds, the strange figure shook its wings, causing black feathers to float away.

The next moment, two balls of wriggling purple air seemed to be sucked in and suddenly flowed into the scattered clouds, and were swallowed by the mysterious and strange figure.

"That thing... ate the white crane!?"

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth. Everyone's eyes were staring in horror at the strange figure in the sky. At this moment, all cognition and experience seemed to have lost their effectiveness.

No one knows what this scene represents!
Rumble…

At this moment, the scattered clouds suddenly dissipated, and the strange figure hidden in them also disappeared.

"Huh!? There's nothing? Wasn't there someone attacking a high level just now!?"

The white clouds dispersed and the soul disappeared. It was Bai Bushan who acted in time and summoned Zhang Fan's soul back to his body, making the strange scene in the sky disappear.

"No one? How come there is no one?"

He Ningyan had a solemn expression. She originally thought that there was someone like Ma Buting who was trying to reach the [High Power] level.

But now it seems that the sky is empty, without any clues left.

If this is true, then where did the vision just now come from?

"Could it be that this is my junior brother's calamity? What evil things did he do to cause God's displeasure?" He Ningyan was in a state of confusion, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind for a moment.

It is indeed recorded in Taoist books that there is no high or low, no good or evil in Taoism, but if one goes against one's original heart, one will develop inner demons and face many disasters in the future.

It is like a person who is born into an education about good and evil. This concept is deeply rooted. Even if he becomes an unforgivable demon in the future, this concept will affect his consciousness, judge good and evil, form thoughts, breed emotions, plant the seeds of demons in his heart, and become the root cause of future disasters.

call……

Just as He Ningyan was daydreaming, the [Jiangzhen Incense] on the altar had burned out.

Ma Buting's soul returned to his body and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Sister..."

Ma Buting's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was extremely angry.

His chance, his fortune... were taken away right before his eyes by the strange vision, and he could only hide in the white clouds like a quail, shivering.

"Fortunately, you have passed that level."

He Ningyan walked forward, took a quick look, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the protection of [Agarwood], Ma Buting's soul absorbed the white clouds and the rays of light. After being baptized, it was sublimated to the utmost. It was indeed considered to be at the [High-level] level.

The only pity is that if he could merge the two white crane visions, his spirit would be even more powerful and his future achievements would be even greater.

"Forget it. Every bite and every drink is predestined. Don't take it to heart."

He Ningyan looked at Ma Buting meaningfully.

"Senior Sister, why are you looking at me like that?" Ma Buting asked puzzledly.

"What I mean is that everything has been predestined. What you need to do now is to forget about it, so as to avoid your consciousness becoming restless and leaving behind demons in your heart, which will be detrimental to your future practice." He Ningyan said lightly.

"I know." Ma Buting clenched his hands.

He understood the principle, but such a great opportunity, which might only come once in a lifetime, was snatched away right before his eyes.

How could he not hate, blame, think, or miss?

"Junior brother..."

At this moment, He Ningyan suddenly spoke, bringing Ma Buting back to his senses.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"Senior Sister has something to say to you." He Ningyan said lightly.

"Please teach me, Senior Sister."

"Good deeds will be rewarded in the end... I hope you take care of yourself."

Having said that, He Ningyan turned and left.

"Sister, what do you mean? No... Sister, please explain clearly, what do you mean by saying this?"

Ma Buting looked puzzled and asked. …

Eleven years ago.

In Yujing City, on the banks of the Gilded River, a raging fire engulfed the sky.

At that time, Zhang Fan walked out of the fire, with black and white Qi flowing and appearing and disappearing around him. It was a sacred and supreme feeling, and in a flash, it was like a demon approaching the abyss.

He felt the changes in himself, and looked at the two figures that kept colliding in the raging fire on the Gilded River.

Those are his father and mother.

Rumble…

The terrifying fluctuations caused sudden lightning in the fire. The thunder and fire intertwined, and heavy clouds descended, causing the river water to boil and frightening the ghosts and gods.

"The Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons is the most dangerous thing in the world. The day you master this method is the day when the calamity begins."

At this moment, a mysterious voice came from Zhang Fan's inner soul, accompanied by the sound of heavy chains colliding.

At this moment, the scene inside his soul was no longer the same. How could the divine and devil fetus be a joke?
"Are they fighting for this?" Zhang Fan frowned, as if thinking about something.

It seems that my mother mistakenly thought that my father passed the [Holy Fetus of Gods and Demons] to her.

"Since the calamity has begun, why are you teaching me this kind of Taoism?"

There was a moment of dead silence within the soul, and then the strange sound of chains colliding rang out again, accompanied by that mysterious and illusory voice.

"I can teach you how to escape, but whether you can succeed depends entirely on your luck."

"The Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons, one of the nine. If I can even master this, what else can't I do?"

"It's different. The method I taught you to escape the catastrophe is very special."

The mysterious and illusory voice came out again from Zhang Fan's inner soul, revealing a fascinating magic.

"what is that?"

"Its name is..."

"Division of the mind!"

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

As the faint words fell, only the heavy chains were colliding and stirring...

call……

On the rooftop, Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

He was sweating all over, and all he could see was the vast sky. Looking around, he found himself still on the rooftop of Taoyuan Square.

"Failed?"

Zhang Fan was in a daze. He had failed in his attempt to reach the [High Skill] level.

The truth is not real, but the incense is burning...

The incense of agarwood is used to attract all the true spirits and cleanse the soul.

However, his soul did not undergo the ultimate baptism and sublimation, perhaps because he had practiced the [Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons].

The nine inner alchemy methods are beyond common sense and unique. Logically speaking, the soul of anyone who has practiced the nine inner alchemy methods is extremely special. Perhaps it is not feasible to use ordinary methods and utilize [Agarwood] to advance to a high level.

"If that's the case, the Nine Great Inner Alchemy Methods form their own system, and [Returning the Truth to Life] should also have its own method." Zhang Fan guessed.

If his speculation is correct, the way people who practice the nine inner alchemy methods break through to the [high level] should be different from that of ordinary people.

“It’s not like there hasn’t been any change at all.”

Zhang Fan felt the changes in his soul. Within a stick of incense, his soul had grown a lot, as if it had eaten a large meal.

"The strength has increased this much?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

At this moment, he realized that his greatest reliance was not the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword], nor the [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal], but his soul.

"you're awake!"

At this moment, Bai Bu Ran's voice came from the side, bringing Zhang Fan back to his senses.

"Boss, I..."

"You are such a...freak."

Bai Bu Ran touched his chin and finally found a suitable adjective.

In his eyes, Zhang Fan was indeed a weirdo. No matter what he did, he could always make some noise.

This time, he won’t be able to do anything.

Thinking of that strange scene now, he felt a chill and his eyes were filled with doubts.

"I failed." Zhang Fan sighed.

"Perhaps you haven't accumulated enough. Fortunately, your soul is fine."

Bai Bu Ran looked at Zhang Fan and breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he had been worried just now. After all, if he failed to break through the [High Power], if it were an ordinary person, the soul was so delicate that there would definitely be problems. He would either go crazy or stupid.

Fortunately, now it seems that Zhang Fan is still normal, neither crazy nor stupid.

"As long as you are alive, you still have a chance."

Bai Bu Ran patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Just be quiet during this time."

Many experts in Yujing City saw the strange phenomenon just now. God knows what kind of impact and trouble it will cause.

Although Bai Bu Ran used his extraordinary skill to summon Zhang Fan's soul back in time, the vision of "Black Crane Swallowing White Feather" was too eye-catching.

Sure enough, in the next few days, this topic became a hot topic in the Taoist circles of Yujing City.

"How can we be sure it is a black crane when we only see a few feathers and claws?"

"I have searched all the ancient Taoist books and have never seen a black crane. I think it is probably a monster. Didn't the dragon energy leak out of Yujing City a few days ago? Maybe it has bred a black dragon."

"I heard that... this was caused by the promotion of Ma Buting of the Jiangnan Province Dao League to a high-ranking official. I don't know what unscrupulous and immoral things he did behind the scenes."

"The strange sight of a descending crane is a Taoist mystery. No matter what that thing is, it is a bad omen."

The turmoil in Yujing City had not yet subsided, but news had already spread to Zhenwu Mountain.

Qingwei Gong, in front of Chunyang Palace.

When looking at the posts on the Internet, I couldn't help but feel curious.

"Brother, has a monster appeared in Yujing City?" Xia Weisheng couldn't help but tilt his head as he sat on the corridor, shaking his long thighs.

In Taoism, the white crane is the messenger who guides people to immortality.

Ancient books record that white cranes fly in the sky. If you perform the Nine Netherworld Yellow Talisman Luotian Grand Ceremony, you can summon them immediately. But if you usually play around, it will not work if you summon them.

This means that when the Taoist sect holds large-scale fasts and prayer ceremonies, such as the Huanglu Fast and the Luotian Grand Ceremony, they can use the method of "summoning cranes" to attract cranes to descend, thus communicating with the heavens and making the magic more effective.

Therefore, bronze platforms and stone statues of cranes can be seen in Taoist temples.

But the black crane...

"Just take a look at what's said on the Internet for fun. Last year, there was a report that someone dumped a body into the river at the bathhouse at the foot of the mountain. In the end, a doll was fished out, and it was an inflatable one..." Pojie said calmly.

"Senior Brother, that is..." Xia Weisheng asked curiously.

"Shh... the master is still meditating in there, stop talking." Pojie made a gesture to keep quiet.

Inside the Chunyang Palace, a candle was burning, flickering with a flame the size of a fingertip.

"A black crane swallowing a white feather... I saw it on Mount Longhu eighty years ago."

A faint voice echoed in the Chunyang Palace. The flickering firelight stretched the shadow of this living immortal very long, as if he were a shadow covering the palace.

(End of this chapter)