Pure Yang!

Chapter 153 Target the Evil God! Li Yishan’s Mother
I don’t know what is upside down in the mystery, how can I know that it is easy to plant lotus in the fire?

The light and shadow of the past have faded, but the words in my ears are still there. Those were the years of self-cultivation in my childhood, independent of the oral teachings of Zhang Lingzong.

"Mom..."

At this time, Zhang Fan was browsing through ancient secret books and reading Taoist scriptures. Seeing the words of the predecessors on cultivation, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and recalled a special experience from his childhood.

That was a special method taught by Li Linglong, which was passed on from heart to heart, as if it were an indelible mark.

It is neither a Taoist magical power nor a magic spell to kill, but the only way to spy on the secret of life and death. It can help one see the possibility of life in the midst of murderous intent and the light in the midst of thousands of calamities.

"Heaven gives birth and nature kills, this is the principle of Tao. Reverse the law of life, turn killing into life, reverse the wonderful use, and a lotus will grow in the house of fire!"

As Zhang Fan's soul left his body, true fire appeared all over his body. The flames were bright and blazing, and they even rose up into the sky. The aura was terrifying and magnificent.

"who!?"

At this moment, in the office, He Ningyan, who was originally discussing the investigation of the [Three Corpses Yuandan] with Ma Buting, suddenly changed her expression, stood up abruptly, and the teacup in her hand shattered.

Her eyes widened and she looked out the window suddenly, a look of deep shock welling up in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

"Senior sister, this is..."

Ma Buting's brows trembled slightly, and he also revealed a solemn expression. He raised his head and looked with his soul. He clearly saw a ray of fire rising into the sky. The flames were distinct and colorful. Such a scene could only be created by the mysterious sect.

He Ningyan's eyes were as sharp as a line, but her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

What she saw was that in the bright flames that shot up into the sky, there seemed to be a soul emerging, burning with true fire, and then entering into nirvana in an instant. This was the way to kill oneself and return to death.

"Senior Sister, someone is self-immolating!?" An expression of disbelief emerged on Ma Buting's face.

Who is actually burning his soul with Taoist fire in the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance? This is the way to death and return to heaven...

The birthday man eats arsenic because he thinks his life is too long! ?

"Mad man... has this person gone insane?!" He Ningyan's eyes trembled.

The Taoist true fire can break all laws and suppress ghosts and gods. If the soul is contaminated by it in the slightest, there will be disaster of death.

This person actually set himself on fire, and his soul was burned up right before our eyes.

Obviously, someone was practicing fire magic, something went wrong, and he became possessed.

"Taoist fire magic is not so easy to practice. Go find someone quickly and see if there is any hope." He Ningyan said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Ma Buting quickly stood up and walked out of the office.

At this time, in the president's office.

Lou Hechuan stood in front of the window, looking at the flames rising into the sky. His old face trembled slightly, but a solemn look welled up in his eyes.

"But treat the dead as the living, and do not call the living door the dead door. If you can see the murderous intention clearly and repeatedly, you will know that the harm is the blessing."

The Yin Fu Jing says that the living are the root of death, the dead are the root of life, kindness is born from harm, harm is born from kindness. If you go out in the right direction, the gate of life will turn into the gate of death. But if you go back in the wrong direction, the door of death will turn into the door of life.

In the light of the flame, although the original spirit set itself on fire, a ray of golden light was visible under the ashes, hiding the aura of a lotus, and the vitality was hidden.

"The merit of returning to the origin... the merit of returning to the origin... this kid is really an anomaly!" Lou Hechuan murmured softly.

Rumble…

Zhang Fan's soul sank to the bottom and fell into the blazing true fire. Layers of ashes fell off his soul, carrying with them bits of golden light.

The golden light gathered together, and there was a faint shadow of a lotus flickering.

His aura became more and more terrifying. There was a fatal calamity in the red burning, and there was vitality in the golden light. The phantom of the lotus was about to be born, and seemed to contain infinite mysteries. Once it was truly condensed, it would enter an unprecedented realm and push open a door that had never been seen before.

"At this age, he has already begun to comprehend the mystery of the repetition of killing intent. The young are truly formidable."

There seemed to be a gleam of brilliance in Lou Hechuan's eyes, and his expression became complicated. With such talent, he was already a potential dragon. Just the hint of mystery he had comprehended now had already surpassed all the up-and-coming talents in Jiangnan Province.

"Zhenwu Mountain...it really has great fortune." Lou Hechuan felt the subtle changes in the flames rising into the sky, thoughtfully.

At this moment, he finally understood vaguely why Chu Chaoran, a true master, would accept such a disciple in his later years.

This young man has great potential. Although he is not well-known now, he may become famous in the future...

"It will never die out, it will never be extinguished, there will be a break after seventy-three generations... The verses left by the founder of Zhenwu Mountain, could it be that Zhenwu Mountain has already survived the catastrophe and seized the heaven-defying destiny, so that the incense will continue to burn for another five hundred years?"

Rumble…

At this moment, the flames that shot up into the sky slowly dissipated. With each weakening, the wandering waves retreated a bit. In the end, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

“I suddenly realized it.”

In the library, Zhang Fan's soul returned to his body. He felt light-headed and a sense of enlightenment arose in his mind.

"Kill turns into life, planting lotus in the fire..." Zhang Fan murmured softly, as if thinking about something.

The method that Li Linglong taught him was the only way to glimpse into life and avert disasters and calamities.

At this moment, Zhang Fan had an intuition in his heart that if he could truly comprehend the secret of these eight words "turn killing into life, plant lotus in fire", he would be able to break through the barrier of [Descending True Destiny] in one fell swoop and step into the [High Skill] level.

"This trip was not in vain." Zhang Fan put down the ancient book in his hand and no longer had any interest in reading.

Although he was not destined to obtain Wuwei Sect's [Wanzhenxiang], he now had a direction and was not as confused as before.

In addition, Zhang Fan knew that when he was a child, both Zhang Lingzong and Li Linglong seemed to have taught him a lot of things. However, after practicing the Divine Soul Severing Technique, most of his memory and power were taken away by the [Evil God].

Although his strength has recovered a lot after merging with the [Evil God], in comparison, the [Evil God] still accounts for the majority.

If it really took over someone else's body, I don't know what identity it would present to others, but its methods and power are absolutely brutal and domineering, which cannot be compared with ordinary Taoist masters.

"I still need to break through to [High Power] as soon as possible."

Zhang Fan was worried. Ever since he saw the [Evil God]'s claws from a distance with the help of the [Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal] at Xuanmiao Temple, he had felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

That "thing", let's just call it a "thing", is extremely dangerous. If left unchecked, it will be a serious problem.

It is no exaggeration to say that Zhang Fan felt that the [Evil God] roaming around was more terrifying than any danger he had ever faced.

He needs to recover it in the shortest possible time.

"I know it's urgent now, but don't rush it."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath to calm his restless mind, then he turned around and left the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance in a hurry.

Just now, that sudden realization caused quite a stir, so I naturally couldn't stay any longer to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Zhang Fan? Was he the one who caused that noise just now?"

Inside the small building, Ma Buting looked at Zhang Fan's hurried figure with a thoughtful look.

"It seems that something went wrong with his training. But that's true. How can a fire method that can restrain the [Three Yin Demon-Slaying Blade] be so easy to control?"

He Ningyan came from behind, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wisdom.

"He has not yet reached the [High Power] stage. His spirit is weak and he is probably unable to control this kind of power. It is understandable that he would go astray."

"Senior Sister, do you mean he took the wrong road?" Ma Buting asked in a serious tone.

"If you blindly pursue power, you will eventually be devoured by it. I have seen too many people like this."

He Ningyan shook her head, slowly withdrew her gaze, and completely lost interest in Zhang Fan.

Such a character and such a person are definitely not worth her time and effort.

"No need to pay attention to him anymore. The most urgent task is to track down the whereabouts of the [Three Corpses Yuandan]." He Ningyan said in a deep voice.

The Three Corpses Yuandan is a mysterious treasure refined by the Three Corpses Taoist using the Small Dispersion Divine Method. It contains the life secrets of this former number one master in the world. Tracking it down would be a great achievement. If one could understand some of the secrets contained in it, one would benefit from it for the rest of his life.

"The Three Corpses Yuandan not only contains many of the Wuwei Sect's great secrets, but also contains the cultivation method of [Three Corpses Illuminating Life]..."

There was a gleam of desire in He Ningyan's eyes. A master like [Three Corpses Taoist] had a very wonderful life. He was a Taoist canon in himself and was worth spending time and effort to study and comprehend.

"Senior sister, do you have any idea?" Ma Buting couldn't help asking. With their cultivation, mobilizing the power of the Jiangnan Province Dao League, as long as the things are still in Yujing City, it doesn't seem to be difficult to get them back.

"It's almost certain. If my guess is correct, the thing should be in a place called [Candy Crush Funeral Home]." He Ningyan said in a deep voice.

"Candy Crush Funeral Home?" Ma Buting looked puzzled.

"That is the property of Zhenwu Mountain, and the curator is named Meng Qingtong..." He Ningyan gritted her teeth.

"This person entered Zhenwu Mountain when he was young and practiced hard for more than 30 years. He kept a low profile and came to Yujing City ten years ago and took over this Candy Crush Funeral Home."

"If my guess is correct, the person who robbed the Dao League masters in Dongshan Province and looted the [Three Corpses Yuandan] was probably this person."

Ma Buting looked solemn when he heard this. This person was born in Zhenwu Mountain. If he could really obtain the [Three Corpses Yuandan] and comprehend the mystery inside, it would be too terrifying.

"So we must be extremely cautious." He Ningyan's thoughts raced, and she was determined to obtain the [Three Corpses Yuandan].

The greatest value of this thing to the Taoist Alliance is that it may contain a method to find the [Human Figure].

You must know that the Thirteen Zodiac Signs are the guardians of the Wuwei Sect. Throughout the generations, only the true sect master has mastered the method of contacting the [Zodiac].

The Taoist Sanshi was once the leader of the Wuwei Sect. If he could find this method from the [Sanshi Yuandan], he could find out the [Human Zodiac] of this generation and capture the thief and the king. Once the [Human Zodiac] is captured, the destruction of the thirteen zodiac signs will be just around the corner, and the Wuwei Sect will collapse in a moment.

……

Evening, university town.

Sanyang Street.

As soon as night falls, the roadside food stalls become lively.

During the day, Zhang Fan had just left the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance when he received a call from Li Yishan, who asked him to have delicious meat in the evening.

"Why did you come?"

As soon as Zhang Fan arrived, Li Yishan had already started to cook the hot pot. He poured a pot of fresh meat that was three parts fat and seven parts lean into the boiling pot.

“This business is so good.”

When Zhang Fan came in, he found that there was already a long queue outside.

"Of course. The boss of this company does good deeds on a daily basis, so he will naturally be rewarded." Li Yishan said casually.

"Do good and accumulate virtue? What good should we do and what virtue should we accumulate?"

Zhang Fan looked at the mutton hanging in front of the stall and the pots of freshly cut dog meat, and couldn't help but ask.

"Although the boss of this shop sells dog meat, he loves dogs very much, so he uses the 8-liang ghost scale. For every pound of dog meat he sells, he can save 2 liang of dogs..."

"Just tell me how many dogs he has saved over the years."

"Justice!"

"..."

Zhang Fan stopped his raised chopsticks in mid-air when he heard that, and his expression turned strange when he looked at Li Yishan.

"You're kidding me."

"Don't worry, our table is big enough, you can eat with confidence." Li Yishan explained.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan started to eat with relish.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Zhang Fan put down his chopsticks and looked up at Li Yishan.

"You don't seem right today."

Today, Li Yishan spoke very little.

"Nothing much. I heard that woman is back." Li Yishan said calmly, waving the wine glass in his hand.

"That woman!?" Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that the so-called woman who could make Li Yishan like this should be his biological mother.

Not long after Li Yishan was born, his mother ran away with someone. Two years later, she brought back a man who angered his father to death.

Zhang Fan seldom heard Li Yishan talk about family matters. He only knew that Li Yishan’s biological mother also had the surname Li and was still alive.

"Isn't he here to recognize you?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

He didn't expect that such a bloody family ethics drama would happen to Li Yishan.

"What are you thinking? That woman doesn't have such feelings... She is cold-blooded." Li Yishan shook his head.

"If the wild man she was with wasn't so powerful, I would have killed her long ago."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in Li Yishan's eyes.

Zhang Fan remained silent, raised his glass and clinked glasses with Li Yishan.

He once heard Li Yishan say that the man his mother had brought back was named Zhang, and was said to be very powerful and a big shot in the north.

"Then why did she come back?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"I heard that someone saw her go to the crematorium. Maybe someone in her family died." Li Yishan said lightly.

"crematorium?"

"Yeah, a match-3 game in the suburbs."

Li Yishan picked up the wine glass and shook his head: “Don’t talk about such a boring person.”

"Go one."

As they talked, Zhang Fan raised his glass and they both drank it down in one gulp.

……

Late at night, Candy Crush Funeral Home.

The director's office was dark and there was only a figure sitting cross-legged. A lamp was lit in front of him, illuminating his slightly hunched outline.

"How is your comprehension of the Three Corpse Core Pill?"

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded faintly, winding and mysterious.

"The Taoist Sanshi is indeed the best master in the world. This thing is worth spending a lifetime to comprehend."

In front of the eternal lamp, the hunched figure trembled with excitement.

"As agreed, now is your time to return the favor."

"I see."

The slightly hunched figure paused for a moment, then nodded: "I still need some time. The Three Corpses Taoist's memory is too vast, and it is too risky to comprehend the soul. I haven't found what you want yet."

"I'll give you three more days." The woman's voice sounded again, revealing indifference and determination.

"You want to connect the method of [Human Figure] for the sake of Wuwei Sect?" The hunched figure hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

"No..." The woman's voice was pleasant to the ear.

"I just want to confirm one thing."

"What?" the hunched figure asked subconsciously.

"Xiao, the previous generation, is that woman still alive?"

"Li Linglong!"

In the dark room, the mysterious woman's voice slowly fell, uttering the name that haunted her dreams.

(End of this chapter)