Pure Yang!

Chapter 17 Who is Jiang Lai? The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

There are thousands of ways to practice Taoism, but there is only one method...

Suppress the conscious spirit and strengthen the primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit grows stronger, and all the Yin residue in the spirit is refined to achieve pure Yang.

The stronger the Yang energy, the higher the level of Taoism.

All Taoist methods, such as magic, secret spells, finger gestures, opening the altar, etc. all rely on this.

In other words, if one's practice is good enough, any Taoist trick can be easily used. Otherwise...

"I don't have enough power, which means I don't have enough mana, so I can only deduct health..."

Taoist Priest Pojie looked at Zhang Fan with some sympathy.

"That is to say..."

"The secret mantra cannot be recited randomly... otherwise it will shorten your lifespan."

"Fuck!" Zhang Fan couldn't help but curse.

"In fact, this [Secret Record of Taoism] contains many taboos and hints about the secret spells. You will know after reading it."

Taoist Priest Pojie looked at the purple-covered booklet on the table and chuckled.

If Xia Weisheng really wanted to play tricks, there would be no need to pass this [Secret Record of Taoism] to Zhang Fan.

You have to know that this thing is the sect's great secret, and ordinary disciples are not qualified to touch it. As for taking it out of Zhenwu Mountain, there are many harsh conditions.

"You don't have to worry too much..."

The Taoist priest who broke the precepts consoled him, "In fact, you have already shortened your lifespan by using your magical powers recklessly before."

Supernatural powers, supernatural powers, the ability to compete with supernatural powers… This kind of power is said to be a gift from heaven, and it is not something that ordinary people can control.

At the time, Chu Chaoran awakened his supernatural powers. He was already thirty years old and had attained the rank of Heavenly Master. He had a profound level of Taoism, so it was natural for him to control them with ease.

But Zhang Fan had only just achieved the initial stage of [Qigong]. At the critical moment of life and death, he was able to display his magical powers after receiving the Jade Certificate and taking advantage of this opportunity. Even so, it would still reduce his luck and shorten his lifespan...

"How much life do I have left?"

Zhang Fan’s face looked as ugly as a jungler whose blue buff had been stolen.

"It's hard to say, but it's very short anyway." Taoist Priest Pojie said reluctantly.

"How short?"

"A man cannot afford to be short."

"Fuck, it's so short!?"

Zhang Fan’s expression looked as if his red buff had been stolen.

"Fear and worry are all caused by the restlessness of the consciousness... Life and death are determined by fate, so there is no need to be like this." Pojie saw that Zhang Fan's emotions were fluctuating, and hurried to comfort him.

"..."

"Master said that after we come down the mountain, we should practice hard. If we can suppress our consciousness, strengthen our spirit, collect herbs and cultivate to a high level, we can make up for it." Pojie said earnestly.

Gao Gong is Xia Weisheng’s rank.

At that time, Zhang Fan was truly qualified to comprehend the Samadhi True Fire!!!

"Master, how do I practice?" Zhang Fan asked hurriedly, "Are there any secret manuals or something like that!?"

"Tao follows nature." The Taoist priest who broke the precepts said mysteriously.

"What does it mean that Tao follows nature?" Zhang Fan's heart sank, a look of respect appeared on his face, and he humbly asked for advice.

"Footwork is also Taoism, and the technique is also a method. Taoism follows nature, and it is just like this..."

"..."

"What I mean is... walking, standing, sitting, and lying down are all forms of cultivation... The Tao is in every aspect of life." Taoist Master Pojie said sincerely.

"..."

Zhang Fan was speechless.

At this moment, Taoist Priest Pojie took out a small notebook from his arms and handed it over.

Zhang Fan looked down and saw the words [Taoism Clergy Qualification Certificate] written on the small notebook...

"You have passed on my Jade Certificate from Zhenwu Mountain, so you are considered a Taoist. This is your certificate..."

"The cost is one hundred and twenty yuan..."

"..."

Zhang Fan took the certificate and said in a daze, "Am I considered a Taoist priest now?"

"Just barely... You still have a lot to learn..."

"You still have a long way to go."

As he spoke, Pojie stood up and patted Zhang Fan's shoulder earnestly.

Half a day later, Zhang Fan left Qingwei Palace and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Brother, don't neglect your practice when you go back." Taoist Priest Pojie sent Zhang Fan out.

"Practice, practice...why don't you give me a peerless secret book?" Zhang Fan glanced at him and murmured in his heart.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Pojie narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Fan, as if he had heard his inner voice.

"By the way...Master Pojie, before we leave, I would like to meet Jiang Lai." Zhang Fan suddenly changed the subject.

"Jiang Lai? Who is Jiang Lai?" Taoist Priest Pojie was stunned for a moment, then asked.

"Kun Dao from Zhenwu Mountain." Zhang Fan blurted out.

Taoist Priest Pojie hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "There is no such person in Zhenwu Mountain."

"Impossible..." Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked anxiously, "Do you want to check it out?"

“No need to check…”

Taoist Priest Pojie said calmly: "I am responsible for the personnel management of Zhenwu Mountain. The list of Taoist priests, whether on the list or not, is all in my mind..."

As he spoke, Taoist Priest Pojie tapped his forehead.

"There is no such person in Zhenwu Mountain."

"how come!?"

Zhang Fan's brows were almost wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character, and the figure of Jiang Lai appeared in his mind.

He knew that it really existed.

"How about this... I'll go check it out later." Taoist Priest Pojie looked at Zhang Fan's expression and knew that this person was extremely important, so he agreed immediately.

"Thank you for the trouble." Zhang Fan nodded to express his gratitude.

As he spoke, he stood up, said goodbye, and walked towards the long and deep mountain path.

"Brother Zhang, take care on your journey." Pojie's voice came from behind, carrying a sincere blessing.

"Xiao Fanfan, remember to recite the secret mantra more often when you go back."

At this moment, a pleasant voice came, revealing a hint of encouragement and hope.

"Fuck off!"

Zhang Fan turned around and made an international gesture to Xia Weisheng who was walking out.

……

On the winding mountain road, green trees flash past the car window one by one.

Zhang Fan looked at the [Taoist Clergy Qualification Certificate] in his hand and felt that this trip to Zhenwu Mountain was like a dream.

"Brother, we are here to travel, how come you really became a Taoist priest?" Li Yishan looked at Zhang Fan with an unusual expression.

"It's just a broken heart. You don't have to become a monk to keep your virginity. Should I build a memorial arch for you?"

"I'll ask you to read more..."

Zhang Fan glanced at him and said calmly, "The Taoist sects are also divided into different factions. The Quanzhen sect cannot marry or have children, but the Zhengyi sect can..."

"I am a Taoist priest of Zhengyi."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan stuffed the small notebook into his pocket, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a smug look on his face.

"Speak to me more respectfully next time..."

"I am also protected by my ancestors."

"You ride on the horse..."

"Hahaha……"

A burst of hearty laughter came from the sightseeing bus, gradually fading away along the winding mountain road.

……

On Zhenwu Mountain, under the ancient pine tree.

Chu Chaoran looked at the clouds floating in the distance, as if he could see through the nothingness and see everything below the mountain.

"The little Taoist priest has gone down the mountain..."

"Master, the Zhenwu Jade Certificate is the most precious treasure of our sect. Why did you let that kid take it away?" Xia Weisheng asked puzzledly.

Originally, the Zhenwu Jade Certificate should have been inherited by her, but now she, the heir of Zhenwu Mountain, seems to be unjust and out of place.

"It will never end, it will never be annihilated, there will be a rest after seventy-three generations..."

"The calamity of my Zhenwu Mountain has just begun." Chu Chaoran looked gloomy and spoke in a low voice.

"What?" Xia Weisheng was frightened and couldn't help but ask.

"The way of cultivation is related to the Jade Book?" Chu Chaoran changed the subject and said calmly, "Xiao Weisheng, you are too obsessed with this thing. It is a taboo to have a restless consciousness. Go back and retreat for a while."

After hearing this, Xia Weisheng frowned slightly, and finally gritted his teeth, nodded, turned and left.

The clouds and mist surged, and Chu Chaoran was the only one left on the huge Zhenwu Mountain summit.

"The Grand Ceremony of the Universal Heaven, the great calamity of the Dao sect, more than eighty years have passed in the blink of an eye... The Jade Book of Zhenwu, after all, has become dust..."

Chu Chaoran sighed, and then said quietly: "You should go down the mountain too."

"it is good!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an ethereal response sounded, and from the corner, a girl with short hair walked out slowly. It was Jiang Lai.

(End of this chapter)