Pure Yang!

Chapter 186: I will teach you! Zhang Fan is no longer the same as he was before (5k chapter)

Yujing City, thirty miles east of the suburbs.

A solitary moon hangs high in the sky, and the white moonlight splashes on the [Desolate Mountain]. The jungle swaying in the wind looks like the hair of a wild beast standing up.

Ancient books say that there were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers were shrouded in mist and rain.

The Yujing area alone has all the first-class scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Compared with the bright and bustling city in the distance and the undulating mountains and rivers around it, it is hard to imagine that there is such a barren mountain near Yujing City...

The forest is dense and wild, the grass is growing wildly, the mountains are suddenly ferocious, and the heights are as dangerous as an abyss.

"Yujing City is the capital of Jiangnan Province. It is said to be a place where tigers and dragons crouch and where all the wealth and fame of the world lies. How come there is still such a wasteland..."

In the distance of the desolate mountains, in an open and uninhabited wilderness, the bright car lights brought light into the darkness.

A young man got out of the car, looked up at the hazy mountain shadows in the distance, and couldn't help but make a joke.

"Brother, this place is filled with yin energy like miasma, and the evil energy is as fierce as a threat. There is wasteland every ten steps, and corpses gather and ghosts breed. How can there be such a place near Yujing City?"

At this moment, another young girl followed. She was keenly aware of the surrounding environment and couldn't help but look towards the driver's seat.

Click...

The car door opened, and a man in Taoist robes walked down from the driver's seat. It was Qi Ji from Maoshan.

"The sky has black and white, the air has yin and yang. A place, no matter how good the feng shui is, also has yin and yang, the beauty of the circle..." Qi Ji said lightly.

As the saying goes, "Yin alone cannot produce life, and Yang alone cannot grow."

Even in a provincial capital like Yujing City, which has the best location where tigers crouch and dragons coil, it is impossible for yang to be born and yin to die. There is always a place where black and white flow, and where yin and yang converge.

In a city, negative energy will flow to the place where extreme yin converges, which serves as an outlet for venting.

If there is no such place, there is a high probability that something will go wrong in this city.

Luohuang Mountain is the most yin place in the yin-yang structure of Yujing City.

"This is a good place to practice Taoism." The young man looked around and couldn't help but say.

"So, I brought you to this place when we went down the mountain this time." Qi Ji said lightly.

The man and woman in front of me, the man is called Ji Fengting and the woman is called Mo Yun, both are rising stars of Maoshan.

This time we went down the mountain, we brought them out to gain some experience, cultivate their minds and improve their character, and improve their Taoism.

Within a ten-mile radius of Luohuang Mountain, the yang is declining and the yin is growing. Wandering ghosts and evil spirits often appear, and there are also monsters practicing in the mountains. It is most suitable for Taoists to hone their skills.

For this reason, when the city was planned, no roads were built leading here.

The only roads that can be walked on are muddy, bumpy and rocky roads, and no one comes here during the day.

In the early years, there was a village on the open space where Qi Ji and others established their residence, but later many strange things happened there.

Especially that year, there was a bachelor in the village. His family ran out of food in the winter, so he went into the desolate mountains. He didn't find any food, but he actually brought back a baby girl.

The villagers were greatly surprised and came to ask about the baby girl's origins, but the bachelor refused to say a word and moved to the east end of the village, rarely interacting with other people.

In this way, when the little girl was sixteen years old, it was already the age to get married. Although the girl was extremely beautiful, because of her background, no one in the village seemed to be interested in matchmaking with her.

Until I was seventeen.

That night, when the sky was pitch black, a drunk in the village spotted a wedding procession on his way home. Who would hold a wedding in the middle of the night?

Under the influence of alcohol, the drunk followed and saw the wedding procession arrived at the bachelor's house.

Yellow lanterns, a big red sedan chair, the bride walked out of the courtyard, with a veil on her head, and got into the sedan chair.

The drunkard watched from afar and felt it was getting weirder and weirder. He couldn't see the faces of the people in the wedding procession clearly. Their bodies were thin and erratic, and they walked into the mountains with music and dance all the way.

The drunk was brave enough to follow, but as they entered the mountain, the fog became thicker and he soon lost her.

By the second half of the night, the drunkard had sobered up a lot and vaguely heard the sound of gongs and drums, so he followed the sound and went to look for the place where the drums were.

Soon, he saw that there seemed to be someone holding a banquet in the woods, with flickering candles, people clinking glasses, and the bride sitting at the top.

When the drunk man got closer and took a look, he was shocked to find that the guests were actually foxes. The largest one had yellow fur all over, as shiny as satin, and looked as big as a mountain wolf.

The drunkard screamed in fear, which startled the foxes. All pairs of green eyes looked over at him, and he fainted on the spot. He was not found until the next day by people from the village who had entered the mountain.

Gradually, rumors about the old bachelor began to spread again, saying that a fox girl was getting married at night, and there was something evil about it.

The people in the village became more and more wary of the old bachelor. Many years later, the bachelor died in loneliness, and he was alone from beginning to end.

It is said that on the night he died, the dogs in the village stopped barking, and many foxes appeared around his house, bowing to the house again and again, and making wailing sounds that were almost crying.

The name of Yehu Village gradually spread. Later, people died in the village one after another, and the population became fewer and fewer, so the remaining ones moved away.

"Yehu Village... Senior Brother, I read the general history of the mountain. In the past, there were seniors in our sect who came down the mountain and visited this village." Ji Fengting stood in the night wind and recalled a record he had seen in Maoshan.

"Is it really the fox spirit that's causing trouble?"

"Among the famous mountains and rivers in the world, the fox that became a spirit by gazing at the moon is the most numerous..." Qi Ji said lightly.

There have been many monsters in the mountains since ancient times. Tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves are often ferocious, but foxes are weird. Among them, foxes are the most special. They can be found in almost every mountain in every place. They are very popular and have spread far and wide.

Especially in some places, this lineage even has temples dedicated to it, and they can be called immortal demons.

It is said that there was even a lineage of fox fairies at the foot of Mount Longhu, who had extremely powerful magical powers.

"Brother, do you think there are any fox spirits in this desolate mountain? Should we go and take a look?"

Ji Fengting looked at the high mountains in the distance shrouded in the hazy moonlight, and a fiery look appeared in his eyes.

"Delusion!"

Qi Ji snorted coldly, like a wake-up call, and the light in Ji Fengting's eyes was instantly extinguished.

"Before we went down the mountain, our master told us not to go down the deserted mountain." Qi Ji said in a deep voice.

This is a warning that the master has repeatedly reminded us of.

Nowadays, the scope of human activities is getting larger and larger, and the expansion is getting more and more intense. There must always be a place for the supernatural to rest and recuperate.

Therefore, except for places like Ailao Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, Changbai Mountain, and the 800-mile Qinling Mountains, there is always a range around each province and city to accommodate things that ordinary people should not touch.

Luohuang Mountain is such a place.

There are things hidden there that even monks like Qi Ji cannot touch.

"Brother, you are talking nonsense again."

At this moment, Mo Yun walked up, pulled the corner of Ji Fengting's clothes, with a look of reproach in his eyes.

"I'm just thinking about it." Ji Fengting spread his hands and said.

"Don't even think about it." Qi Ji said in a deep voice.

Mountains and seas are home to rare treasures, heaven and earth give birth to monsters, and there are many dangers in this world that even those who practice Taoism cannot fully understand.

Just like Maoshan has many strange things hidden in it, some of which look ordinary, but are actually the source of many murders.

For example, there is a shell named "Flower Shell", which is said to have been caught by a fisherman on the river bank some years ago.

The shell was huge, and covered with beautiful and bright patterns, nine in total.

When the fisherman caught it, he fell in love with it at first sight and took the beautiful shell home.

The next day, the fisherman got up and found that the shell was open and full of gold.

The fisherman was overjoyed, thinking that this was a treasure from the Dragon Palace that had been passed down to the human world and that he had picked it up. It was a blessing, so he hid the shell, and every morning when he woke up, he could get gold from it.

In this way, the fisherman's life gradually became richer, and he had delicious fish and meat every day, which made his neighbors envious.

But one day, the fisherman got up and found that there was no gold in the shell covered with patterns, which made him suspicious.

From then on, no one saw the fisherman again. Many days passed, and a Taoist priest from Maoshan passed by and noticed that the surrounding aura was strange, so he walked in and found the huge [flower shell], which was covered with beautiful and bright patterns, a total of ten of them.

This is a rare creature born from rivers. No matter how much you get from the [Flower Shell], you must return double.

Later, the Taoist priest of Mount Maoshan sealed the item, took it back to the mountain, and kept it as a treasure in Mount Maoshan.

There are countless dangers hidden in the mountains and seas. Even those who practice Taoism have to be fearful. Since the elders in the sect regard Luohuang Mountain as a forbidden area, they are not allowed to even think about setting foot in it.

"Brother, I've got this in mind." Ji Fengting said in a low voice.

"Brother, didn't you say someone else was coming?"

At this moment, Mo Yun spoke up and changed the subject.

When he went down the mountain for training this time, Qi Ji also found a sparring partner, saying that he wanted to practice Taoism with them.

"Brother, this Jiang Hu... is he the abandoned disciple who broke the sect rules and was kicked out of the mountain a few years ago?" Ji Fengting couldn't help but ask.

"Ok!"

Qi Ji took a glance and nodded without saying much.

"He's already been kicked out, why call him? If he's stranded outside, I'm afraid his methods won't be enough." Ji Fengting said casually. Now, he is in his prime, and is favored by the elders in the sect, so Qi Ji personally took him down the mountain to train. Naturally, he looked down on those abandoned disciples who were kicked out of the sect.

"coming."

At this moment, Qi Ji's eyes lit up and he looked for two people walking towards him from a distance. They were Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu.

“This place is so hard to find.”

When they were still far away, Zhang Fan couldn't help complaining. Ding Ding Taxi was unwilling to take them and dropped them off five miles away.

The driver was also scared. In this remote place where no ghosts even stayed, he stared at the rearview mirror all the way, fearing that he might see a ghost.

"Long time no see."

Qi Ji walked forward and bowed.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhang Fan greeted him. Although he and Qi Ji had some interactions on Chaoxin after the Shen family incident, it had been nearly half a year since they last met in real life.

"Let me introduce them to you. They are my fellow apprentices..."

"Monsoon Pavilion, Mo Yun."

"These two are my friends, Jiang Hu and Zhang Fan."

"Why did you bring someone else?" Ji Fengting greeted him on the surface, but he muttered softly.

In his eyes, having Qi Ji around was enough. Even Jiang Hu, the abandoned disciple of Maoshan, might not be worthy of his attention. As for Zhang Fan who came along, he came here purely for the fame of Maoshan, to climb the ladder and gain free training.

After all, there are not many opportunities to catch ghosts and practice magic with the Maoshan Taoist priest. I think Jiang Hu took the initiative and asked for Qi Ji's relationship to bring this so-called friend.

Although Ji Fengting's voice was small, everyone could still hear it clearly.

Qi Ji remained expressionless, but Mo Yun stepped hard on him, indicating that he was being criticized for talking nonsense.

After all, these two are friends of Senior Brother Qi Ji, so they have to give them some face.

"A new talent from Maoshan, whom you can personally lead, seems to have good qualifications." Jiang Hu took a look at him and couldn't help but whisper.

"No matter how good your talent is, it still needs to be honed." Qi Ji chuckled.

"Brother, let's get started."

Ji Fengting spoke, interrupting their conversation directly. To him, Jiang Hulu's words sounded a bit harsh.

Miaozi? A Maoshan abandoned disciple, who probably has no idea how high the level of Taoism in the mountain is, is he qualified to criticize him! ?
"it is good!"

"Light the lanterns to lead the way, and a hundred ghosts will parade at night!"

Qi Ji muttered something as a talisman burned in his hand. Faint green smoke rose up and slowly spread out.

A talisman to attract ghosts.

As soon as this talisman appeared, the wandering souls and evil spirits around came over like sharks smelling blood.

In ancient times, some people with evil intentions asked for this kind of talisman and posted it on the doors of their enemies. Then ghosts would knock on the door every night and there would be no peace in their homes.

call……

The night wind was even stronger, chilling me to the bone and making the hairs on my body stand up.

Generally, the souls of the dead will disperse after the 49th day. Those that can stay for a long time and gather negative dregs, and even gradually become proficient in the methods of cultivation, are evil ghosts. If ordinary people encounter them, they will most likely be in trouble.

Some evil spirits, over time, can become demons and bring harm to the human world.

Therefore, every once in a while, disciples from all the major sects would go down the mountain to bring peace to the world.

Amid the harsh sound of the wind, there were waves of strange cries, like those of a human but not a human, like those of an animal but not an animal. The cries of ghosts were different from those of humans, and were somewhere in between those of humans and animals.

If an ordinary person heard this kind of sound, he would most likely suffer from a mental illness because his soul was damaged.

At this moment, if you observe with your soul, you can find that a series of vague figures are coming from all directions, some male, some female, some old, some young, and their shapes are constantly changing.

People have a front, ghosts have many appearances, and the appearance of ghosts is uncertain.

"I'll go first."

Ji Fengting volunteered and appeared very confident.

He walked up to the group of people, glanced at Zhang Fan and Jiang Hulu intentionally or unintentionally, formed seals with his hands, and skillfully offered a talisman. The talisman was bright yellow and spiritual, and was outlined in red ink. It was the mysterious talisman.

"The bright light shines brightly, the night terrors are haunting. Take my talisman and follow my path. The red light will lead you, and ghosts will turn to ashes..."

Ji Fengting was muttering something while the talisman in his hand burned up completely, turning into a ball of burning fire, like a floating red light. Wherever it shone, the evil spirits it touched would quickly burn up and let out shrill screams.

The red lantern talisman is the Maoshan [Six-Character Talisman]. With one stroke, six characters are formed. Ji Fengting can do it effortlessly in his hand. At such a young age, he has such attainments in the art of talismans, which can be considered as some talent.

call……

Suddenly, all the evil spirits within a five-meter radius were illuminated by the red light and turned into ashes. The evil spirits farther away made shrill roars and hesitated to move forward.

Most evil ghosts don't have any intelligence, only instincts. In their eyes, the four people in front of them are blood food with pure yang energy.

call……

Five minutes later, the power of the red lantern talisman was finally exhausted.

"Not bad." Qi Ji nodded.

For most disciples, even if they have mastered the [Red Lantern Talisman], it is considered good if they can hold on for two or three minutes. Ji Fengting performed like this the first time he went down the mountain for actual combat, which shows that he is extremely talented.

"Would you like to try it?"

At this moment, Ji Fengting turned around, his eyes swept over Jiang Hu and Zhang Fan, and finally fell on Zhang Fan.

After all, Jiang Hu had practiced in Maoshan for a period of time, so he should have some basic skills.

As for this friend of a friend, since he came here for the reputation of Maoshan, he naturally wanted to see his quality.

As he spoke, Ji Fengting smiled kindly and encouraged: "Don't be afraid, they are just ghosts..."

He obviously regarded Zhang Fan as a newcomer who had not seen the world yet.

"Zhang Fan..." Qi Ji was about to speak out to stop him when he saw this.

"You're right. People are just ghosts who haven't died yet, and ghosts are just people who have died... There's nothing to be afraid of."

Zhang Fan nodded, walked out slowly and stood in front of the crowd.

Ji Fengting was stunned for a moment. Before he had time to chew on Zhang Fan's words, he watched the latter's performance with interest.

"You've gone too far. Come closer to us. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, we won't be able to save you in time."

Zhang Fan walked out more than twenty steps and had not stopped yet. Ji Fengting couldn't help but frowned. This distance was beyond the coverage of his [Red Lantern Talisman].

With his current level of cultivation, the red light talisman can only cover a range of about five meters. If it is farther, he will not be able to take care of it.

"It's okay. I'll shout if you need me to." Zhang Fan whispered without turning his head.

Hearing this, Ji Fengting couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Don't ask for help..."

Rumble…

Before he finished his words, a terrifying aura rushed up from Zhang Fan's body. The violent fluctuations made the smile on Ji Fengting's face quickly disappear.

At this moment, everyone's face changed. Even Jianghu's eyes showed horror. Their souls were trembling and their eyes were distracted...

In the sight, Zhang Fan seemed to have turned into a bright lamp, shining like a flame.

The terrifying fluctuations and the blazing light continued to spread around...

five meters...

ten meters...

100 meters...

Three hundred meters...

Five hundred meters...

One thousand meters...

"Zhang Fan? Is this Zhang Fan?" Qi Ji widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

Zhang Fan at this moment is completely different from the Zhang Fan at Shen's house that day.

"This this……"

Ji Fengting raised his head with difficulty, only to see that the moonlight was shattered and dimmed under the radiance of Zhang Fan's soul. In the desolate wilderness, a strange sound was heard, which was gloomy and creepy, like the cry of a night cat or the trembling of hundreds of ghosts.

"Ghost Night Cry!!?"

(End of this chapter)