Pure Yang!

Chapter 151: The Portrait of the Ancestor! The Three Corpses Taoist and Wan Zhenxiang

late at night.

Shangjing City, Baihe Temple.

In a quiet alchemy room, a slender figure swayed with the flickering firelight.

"The King of the Great Spiritual Sect finally escaped the calamity, but I didn't expect that this time he suffered so many casualties, and even the Thunder Prison..."

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest spoke, and there was a hint of regret in his heavy words.

"The Holy Fetus of God and Demon is the most evil in the world. It is not easy for such an existence to be wiped out from the world. The so-called calamity is just the elixir of his immortality."

Suddenly, a light and carefree voice sounded slowly and leisurely, like the breeze, like the bright moon, natural and harmonious, without any ripples.

"He's not dead...his child may not be dead either..."

The middle-aged Taoist raised his eyes slightly and said with deep meaning.

"Don't forget, that brat has also cultivated the [Divine and Demonic Saint Embryo]. Ten years ago, you and he fought at the foot of Longhu Mountain, and you were evenly matched. Who knows, maybe he has also escaped the calamity."

"will not."

The contemptuous voice sounded again.

"Each of the nine inner alchemy techniques is unique in the world. Only one person in each era can master it. If a second person succeeds, then..."

"His fate is ten times that of the first person."

After these words were spoken, the middle-aged Taoist priest remained silent.

This is a secret, the secret of the nine inner alchemy methods.

The nine inner alchemy methods are not something that ordinary people can practice. It may take several generations for one person to master one of them. If two people master one method, the latter's calamity will be ten times that of the former.

With such a fate, how can one escape from heaven?
Others may not know, but the young man in front of him must know, because the latter has also practiced one of the nine inner alchemy methods...

Seize the fate of heaven and earth!!!

"There is one more thing. How long have you been in seclusion? You may not know that Wuwei Sect has a rising star who broke the [Spiritual Combination Technique] of the Qi brothers from Laojun Mountain in Dongshan Province..."

"I know."

At this moment, the contemptuous voice sounded again, interrupting the middle-aged Taoist's words.

"His name is Zhao Jiexuan."

"The temple wants you to take action. After all, among your peers..."

The middle-aged Taoist raised his eyelids slightly, wanting to say something but stopping himself...

He stared at it, and the flickering firelight illuminated the outline of a young man. He was wearing a loose Taoist robe and sitting cross-legged facing the wall, staring at a portrait engraved on the wall.

That was the portrait of the founder of Baihe Temple. Under the blue sky, a Taoist priest with an immortal demeanor was ascending on a white crane. Above the dome of the sky, thick ink was dissolving, as if it were a dark cloud. A black crane flew out and greeted the founder who was ascending on the crane. The painting was divided into two parts by such scenes, as clear as the colors of yin and yang.

It is said that this portrait of the founder records the scene when the founder of Baihe Temple ascended to heaven. It has been passed down from generation to generation, but no one can uncover the mystery in the painting.

"Peers? Is there anyone among my peers who is worthy of my help? No need."

At this moment, the young man whispered slowly. His eyes were deep, like the blue sky. In his gaze, the white crane in the painting seemed to move.

……

Yujing City, Hongfu Garden.

Four twenty-three in the morning.

Hongfu Garden, an old neighborhood is serene. Under the dim and flickering street lights, three or five night cats roam among the trash cans, searching for food. The rustling sounds bring the only movement to the cold and quiet neighborhood.

The residential buildings looked like tombstones under the night sky, without any light at all, only the security room at the entrance of the community was still lit.

Woo...woo...woo...

At this moment, an unusual night wind blew up, and the fallen leaves and paper scraps on the ground in the community were all rolled up. Under the dim street lights, they seemed to be played around by an invisible big hand.

The sound of the wind was not loud, but if one observed with the spirit, one could hear shrill cries mixed in with the wind, which were gloomy, dark and creepy, like the cry of a night cat, and were filled with deep fear.

"Um!?"

In the security room, Liu Fusheng suddenly woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes suddenly, stood up and walked out of the security room.

"Ghost Night Cry!?"

Liu Fusheng murmured softly, his brows almost forming the shape of the Chinese character "川".

Millet raining from the sky and ghosts crying at night are all extraordinary phenomena. Throughout history, only those who have achieved success in practicing Falun Dafa could cause such phenomena.

At this time, in Building 27 of Hongfu Garden, bloody figures were shaking.

People jump off this building almost every year. It is a famous haunted building in Hongfu Garden and even in the old city.

At this moment, the bloody figures curled up into a ball, like a wriggling shadow. The sounds they made were like the cry of a night cat. Their cries were horrifying, accompanied by fear that was difficult to conceal.

Around Hongfu Garden, eerie figures swayed, as if they had all sensed the terrifying fluctuations that could not be ignored. They gathered together, trembling, and bowed in the same direction, as if praying for amnesty for life and death.

"What is this kid...doing!?"

Liu Fusheng frowned even more tightly. He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of Building 73. As far as his eyes could see, the lights in Zhang Fan's house were still dimly on.

Inside the room, Zhang Fan sat cross-legged in meditation, his soul left his body and hung three feet above his head. Black air was surging around him, hazy and deep. At the same time, the shadow of a black crane appeared and fluttered its wings, protecting his soul. Its lifelike feathers rose and fell gently, emitting a heart-pounding wave.

The full moon sets in the west and the sun rises in the east.

Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes and came back from his state of meditation. The moment his soul returned to his body, the originally dormant true yang in his body surged like a flood bursting through a dam, rolling and making a noisy sound as loud as thunder.

"As fierce as a dragon and a tiger."

Zhang Fan looked at his hands, feeling the power surging in his body, as well as his soul that was as invisible as a god, and felt it was incredible.

Five days have passed since I failed to be promoted to [High-level Gong].

His cultivation speed is faster than before, and his soul is growing stronger almost every day. Now, even for him, using the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] is not as strenuous as before.

After all, the original [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] was comparable to the [Five Thunders Law]. If one wanted to truly master it, one had to have [high-level] cultivation. However, now, Zhang Fan was becoming more and more adept at it, and the power he could exert was incomparable.

"It seems that the stick of [Agarwood] was not wasted in vain." Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

The primordial spirit is the foundation of spiritual practice. If one practices with the inner alchemy method, the physical body will also change accordingly, the true yang will gradually become sufficient, and the flesh and blood will become extraordinary.

Right now, his spirit seemed to have taken growth hormone, as vigorous as a dragon with vigor and vitality. Such a change could not be achieved even after months of hard practice.

Such changes made Zhang Fan full of confidence. If one day he became powerful, he would first attack the Xu Dog Han Diyan.

Who made him the only one among the thirteen zodiac animals who wanted to kill Zhang Fan twice in a row! ?

"Wait for death." A cold light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. He had already listed Xu Dog Han Diyan on the death list. If he didn't kill him, his thoughts would be difficult to fulfill.

But for now...

"We still have to find a way to solve the problem of promotion to [High-level Meritorious Officer]." Zhang Fan murmured.

The primordial spirit of an ordinary Taoist priest, with the help of [Agarwood], can attract and subdue all the true spirits, and sublimely ascend to the highest level. Once it passes this hurdle, it will reach the [High-level] level.

But Zhang Fan is different. He has practiced the [Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons]. Even if his soul is incomplete now and there is still an [Evil God] outside, it is probably not possible for a stick of [Jiangzhen Incense] to help him overcome this hurdle.

It is difficult to return to the nine realms of existence. People who practice the nine inner alchemy methods should have other secret methods to pass the barrier of [Descending True Fate].

Zhang Fan's mind was all on how to break through to the [High Power] level. He washed up in a trance and went out. "Xiao Fan, have you had breakfast? Two pounds of buns?"

When we arrived at the gate of Hongfu Garden, Liu Fusheng poked his head out of the window of the security room and greeted us.

"Uncle Liu, I've eaten toothpaste..."

Zhang Fan responded mechanically without even turning his head. It was as if his mind was no longer on the present moment, as if he was possessed by a demon.

"This kid..."

Liu Fusheng looked at Zhang Fan's receding back with some worry, shook his head, shrank back, opened the lunch box, and found the fragrant buns paired with rich fresh soy milk.

A beautiful day has begun again.

……

Taoyuan Square is dark at night.

Zhang Fan became the first person to reach the company. After all, no one could compare to him.

Nowadays, Zhang Fan can sleep for two or three hours a day, which is considered high-quality sleep.

He sat in his seat, turned on the computer, jumped to the "pornographic book" page, and clicked on the follow list.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the avatar of [Thousand-Year-Old Monster], which had not been online for a long time, suddenly lit up.

"Online!?"

Zhang Fan quickly opened the dialog box of [Thousand-Year-Old Monster] and sent a message.

"Finally, you have shown up."

whoosh...

The message was successfully sent, and Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. This "netizen" who liked to block people and made him wonder if he was mentally ill finally did not block him this time.

Ever since that day when they chatted and made an appointment to meet in Gusu City, the [Thousand-Year-Old Demon] has never appeared again.

Zhang Fan even suspected that he had cancelled his account.

"say something."

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Zhang Fan couldn't wait to send another message.

"Sorry, you have been blacklisted by the other party..."

At this moment, a prompt message popped up on the system.

"Hold the grass!"

Zhang Fan slammed the keyboard and cursed.

He thought that his practice was getting deeper and deeper, and his skills in cultivating his Qi were already very good, but every time this [Thousand-Year-Old Demon] would destroy his Taoism and make his mind restless. It was simply his inner demon and his calamity.

"Don't let me meet you in real life." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, wishing he could follow the Internet cable to find him.

hum...

At this moment, the avatar of [Thousand-Year-Old Demon] suddenly turned gray.

"Offline!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed into a line and his fingers were clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound.

This [Thousand-Year-Old Demon] always manages to get into Zhang Fan's line of fire.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan casually clicked on the main thread of [Thousand-year-old Monster] and found that this guy had actually updated a post titled "Three Corpses Taoist and Ten Thousand True Incense"...

"Huh? This post is about the Three Corpses Taoist?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

The name of Sanshi Taoist must be very unfamiliar to ordinary people. Even for people in the Taoist sect, I am afraid that most people don’t know much about it, after all, it is too long ago.

But for those who have truly entered the realm of Buddhism, this name is absolutely well-known.

Looking back at the hundred-year history of Taoism, if only two people's names could be left behind, then without a doubt, one is Chu Chaoran and the other must be Sanshi Taoist.

"Sixty years ago, the Taoist priest Sanshi slew the demons and attained enlightenment on the summit of Mount Dongyue. This battle established Chu Chaoran's reputation as an unrivaled god for sixty years..."

"However, if we go back in time, eighty years ago, the Taoist Sanshi had already firmly established himself as the "number one in the world". At that time, Chu Chaoran was just a young man who had just started out..."

"Based on this, the Taoist Sanshi should have been born a hundred years ago, about twenty years younger than Chu Chaoran..."

"This article is based on the inferences from the records in the ancient book. Whether it is true or not is up to you to judge for yourself."

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was slightly moved. This [Thousand-Year-Old Demon] was really well-informed. He even knew the records about the [Three Corpses Taoist Priest]. This made him even more curious about this mysterious netizen.

"The origin of the Three Corpses Taoist is unknown, but he was suspected to have had a serious conflict with Longhu Mountain when he was young..."

"The records of the relics of Mount Longhu show that the Taoist priest Sanshi once encountered a great obstacle in [Descending the True Life]. If the True Life was not the real one, it would be difficult to return the Nine Lives..."

Having written this far, [Thousand-Year-Old Monster] also commented at the end: The Taoist Sanshi practiced the Nine Great Inner Alchemy Methods [Three Corpses Illuminating Life], and it is suspected that his soul is different from that of ordinary people. Even the first Taoist fragrance [Agarwood] cannot help him overcome this hurdle, baptize his soul, and be promoted to [High Master].

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's eyebrows twitched, and even his breathing became heavier. He couldn't help but continue reading.

"Longhu Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism. A figure like Sanshi Taoist knocked on the door of Longhu Mountain and searched for three years before finally finding a way to break through the barrier."

"Wan Zhenxiang!?"

When Zhang Fan saw this, a special name came into his sight.

The Taoist Sanshi obtained a treasure in Longhu Mountain, named [Wanzhenxiang].

There are three theories about this treasure.

The first one is that the Taoist Sanshi got acquainted with the masters of the [Dragon-Tiger Zhang Family] and became close friends with one of the up-and-coming ones. As a result, he got a glimpse of the secret scroll of the heavenly book left by the founder of the Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, comprehended the secret of immortals, refined elixirs in the mountains, and created this rare and unique [Wanzhen Incense].

The second theory is that the ancestor of the Longhu Zhang family, also known as the Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, secretly refined an elixir at Yunjin Mountain. The elixir turned into dragons and tigers with a divine aura. From then on, Yunjin Mountain was renamed [Longhu Mountain]. As for the [Wanzhen Incense], it was made from the elixir residue after the furnace was extinguished.

The third version is that the Longhu Zhang family united the forces of Taoist sects all over the world and carried out nine [Destroying Mountains and Destroying Temples] to kill the Wuwei demon. During the last one, they held a [Universal Grand Ceremony] to pray to the gods and immortals. This incense was used as the base of the Grand Ceremony. The gods and immortals were efficacious, and the incense and fire gathered to form a spiritual object. After the ninth [Destroying Mountains and Destroying Temples], the Wuwei sect disappeared, and this treasure was left in Longhu Mountain to be worshipped from generation to generation.

"Wan Zhenxiang!?" Zhang Fan pondered over the name thoughtfully.

No matter what the origin of [Wanzhenxiang] is, it has a great relationship with [Longhu Mountain]. Back then, [Sanshi Taoist] brought this thing out from [Longhu Mountain], and with only half an incense stick he broke through the barrier of [Jiangzhenming] and entered the [Gaogong] level.

“The Taoist Sanshi should have been still very young at that time, and he was able to reach a high level of skill in just half an incense stick!?” Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a strange look.

In fact, his current situation is exactly the same as that of the [Three Corpses Taoist] back then.

"Since the Three Corpses Taoist only used half an incense stick, how about the remaining half?"

Zhang Fan stared at the screen and continued watching.

"The Taoist Sanshi has been promoted to a high level, making rapid progress all the way, and has directly become the world's number one expert. Even the powerful Dragon and Tiger Zhang family can hardly surpass his brilliance..."

"As for the other half of the [Ten Thousand True Incense], it is suspected to be left in the Wuwei Sect, for generations..."

"Keep it for human custody!" Zhang Fan's eyes darkened as he stared at the last four words on the post.

(End of this chapter)