Pure Yang!

Chapter 192: Chaos in the Dark! Fate of Murder (5k chapter)

The moon is at its zenith, and the branches are casting shadows of withered trees.

On both sides of the long and quiet road, large sycamore trees stand like guards, forming the characteristic of Yujing City.

"Brother, Brother Fan is really a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain. How come I have never heard of such a person in Zhenwu Mountain before!?"

After having a good meal and a few drinks, Ji Fengting chatted casually on the way back.

They were having dinner at the same restaurant as Zhang Fan. Although they met each other, they didn't feel comfortable saying hello. After all, Zhang Fan was accompanied by a beautiful woman, and it would be a bit of a spoilsport if they went up to him rashly.

"I heard from Jiang Hu, right... I'm not too clear about the specifics, but each mountain and sect always secretly trains some disciples, and not all of them are famous." Qi Ji said.

There are many Taoist sects in the world, among which the ten famous mountains are naturally the most popular. The disciples are also the focus of attention from all parties, after all, it is related to the inheritance of a lineage.

If there is a disciple with extraordinary talent in the mountain gate, once he grows up, it will not only continue the incense, but also bring great fortune to the sect's lineage.

Just like Chu Chaoran, a living immortal in this world, who once killed the world's number one master.

Such an identity and such a status, just by being there, makes the status of Zhenwu Mountain extremely transcendent, even slightly surpassing the other nine major mountain gates.

Because of this, all the sects and schools attach great importance to their disciples. To the extent that the Dao League collects and evaluates the outstanding disciples of all the sects and schools every year, and even publishes a special issue called [Good Youths of Daoism, Living Up to the New Era]. Among them, the most famous person in Zhenwu Mountain is naturally Xia Weisheng, the most famous people in Laojun Mountain are the brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, and the most famous person in Zhongnan Mountain is An Wuyang...

"Fame does not mean everything. Master Liu Tianshi of Zhenwu Mountain was also unknown when he was young. Later, he suddenly made a breakthrough and surpassed all his fellow disciples." Qi Ji recounted a story from the past of Zhenwu Mountain.

Liu Nanxu is the youngest of the three great Heavenly Masters of Zhenwu Mountain. Together with Ye Beichen, the Heavenly Master of Zhongnan Mountain, he is known as the "Double Heavens". However, he was not very outstanding when he was young, and he stagnated at the [Qigong] level for seven years. This speed is not as fast as that of most Taoists.

However, among his peers, he was the only one who reached the level of Heavenly Master and became one of the great masters of the time, and his name was worthy of being left in the history of Zhenwu Mountain.

On the other hand, there is another master in Zhenwu Mountain, named Zhuo Kuangsheng, who is said to be the junior brother of Chaoran Zhenren. He was so talented when he was young that even Chaoran Zhenren took notice of him. He accepted him as his disciple and recognized him as his junior brother.

At that time, everyone thought that Zhenwu Mountain was going to produce another living immortal.

But who could have imagined that such a gifted person would be like a comet, ephemeral and annihilated as soon as it ascended into the sky, and that he practiced the [Inner Devil Attraction] and became possessed by the devil. He has been imprisoned in the Nanxuan Palace of Zhenwu Mountain ever since, and has not been allowed to see the light of day.

“There is no order of learning; the one who has achieved success is the teacher… Cultivation is a long process. Don’t belittle yourself because of a temporary setback, and don’t be complacent because of a temporary lead…”

"Just keep a normal mind." Qi Ji said in a deep voice.

He had heard these principles repeatedly taught by the elders in the sect since he was a child, and his ears were callused from them. Now he can finally warn the newcomers in the tone and capacity of a senior brother.

This feeling is indeed quite refreshing.

"We have taken note of Brother's teachings."

Ji Fengting and Mo Yun nodded obediently, especially Ji Fengting. Ever since he witnessed Zhang Fan's methods, he has completely understood the saying "there is always someone better than you". His former sharpness and arrogance have indeed been restrained a lot.

"Practice hard, and you will have great hope."

Qi Ji spoke softly, his eyes swept across the two of them, but paused at Ji Fengting.

Ji Fengting and Mo Yun are indeed good seedlings, especially the former. The teachers in the sect have high hopes for him.

Qi Ji heard that there was an elder in Maoshan who had been in seclusion for many years and had not cared about worldly affairs. He had once met Ji Fengting and had calculated his fortune, saying that he would "pass on the fire and continue the Tao, but be doomed to death." Some people interpreted this as Ji Fengting's future achievements being limitless, and he might be a towering figure in Maoshan.

This evaluation is quite high, but it has aroused many doubts among senior management.

Although his aptitude is good, it is not yet at that level, so the popularity of Maoshan does not need to be passed on by him.

What's more, the elder said that he was destined to kill, and in the future his hands would be stained with blood, and there would be countless deaths.

Even Qi Ji had doubts about this. Although his junior brother was a little arrogant in the past, he had a kind character and had nothing to do with killing people.

From this we can see that the theory of numerology is illusory and not entirely true.

"Brother, can we play for a day tomorrow?"

At this moment, Mo Yun spoke softly and looked at Qi Ji pitifully, bringing the latter back to his senses.

I have been in Yujing City for more than half a month, and have been practicing talismans and Taoist magic, catching and killing ghosts. I have not yet been to the Gilded River, visited the Confucius Temple, or seen the Wuyi Lane.

"Please, senior brother..." Mo Yun clasped his hands together and pleaded pitifully.

"Okay, I'll let you relax for a day tomorrow." Qi Ji nodded, rarely putting aside the style of a strict senior brother.

"Long live senior brother!" Mo Yun said happily.

The mountains were depressing and the practice of Taoism was boring. She hadn't had a good time for a long time.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, souls to spirits, no home."

At this moment, a cold voice echoed faintly in the empty and deserted street.

Everyone was in a trance, and a fallen leaf drifted away, swaying and landing on Mo Yun's forehead.

Her body trembled slightly, and she seemed to have lost all her life, her eyes were blank, and she could no longer move.

"Junior sister!"

"Little Mo Yun."

Qi Ji and Ji Fengting's expressions suddenly changed and they all cried out.

call……

At this moment, a gust of night wind blew, and the dead leaf was blown up by the wind, floating and falling in the distance.

A figure walked out slowly, reached out with two fingers, and pinched the fallen leaf.

"Who are you?" Ji Fengting shouted harshly.

He went forward to check and saw that Mo Yun had lost consciousness. He was in a daze, as if only a shell was left.

"My name is Fang Changying."

The man whispered and shook his fingers lightly, and a soul rose from the dead leaves, like a cloud, and was grasped in his hand. It was Mo Yun's soul.

"The method of warding off evil?!" Qi Ji's eyes trembled, revealing a look of surprise.

The method of Yansheng is an ancient Taoist method, which was originally transformed from the witchcraft of ancient alchemists and integrated into Taoism, and gradually evolved.

The so-called "Yan Sheng" means to defeat something by using "Yan" (meaning to defeat something). One can use the technique to control people or things and have the magical effect of suppressing and overthrowing them.

Just now, Fang Changying used a fallen leaf to cast a spell, restraining Mo Yun's body and imprisoning her soul.

"Who are you?"

Ji Fengting clenched his fists and was about to rush forward, but Qi Ji raised his hand to stop him.

"Are you from Wuwei Sect?"

Fang Changying raised the corner of his mouth slightly, without commenting, as if his mind was all on the struggling soul in his palm.

"Spirit, it's so wonderful."

call……

At this moment, Qi Ji moved. A talisman in his hand disappeared. A strong wind suddenly arose, as sharp as a knife, wrapping around his body and surging.

"Xunfeng Talisman!"

As soon as Qi Ji made a move, he produced a [six-character] move. His speed was incredibly fast, as if he had merged into the wind. In an instant, he was in front of Fang Changying. The wind that was blowing wrapped around his palms, like a sharp blade, and easily pierced the latter's chest.

This is the mystery of Maoshan's [Xunfeng Fu], which can not only improve physical skills, but also transform blades into killing.

"The disciples of Maoshan are no more than this."

At this moment, a burst of chuckle fell into Qi Ji's ears, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and Fang Changying in front of him turned into a ball of air and slowly dispersed.

"Mirage technique!?" Qi Ji's expression suddenly changed.

As a disciple of Maoshan, he had some knowledge. The so-called "蜃" was a kind of ancient dragon. It was said that the breath it exhaled could form a mirage, confusing ordinary people.

If you see a mirage, there must be something like this nearby.

Later, a Taoist priest saw the strange sight and created the "Mirage Method", which could create an illusion in reality and often cause disasters and confusion.

The mist slowly dissipated, and standing in front of him was a beautiful woman...

Qi Ji's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt a warm sensation in his neck, but scarlet blood kept flowing out.

poof...

His body swayed and he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

"you……"

"I thought the Maoshan disciples could do some fancy things." Jiang Li chuckled, her long nails shining with metallic luster.

"Senior brother..."

Ji Fengting's eyes became bloodshot, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

"escape……"

Qi Ji knelt on the ground, covering the wound on his neck, and uttered a word with difficulty.

"Don't worry, I will bring you back together."

Fang Changying whispered indifferently, he crossed his five fingers, and the soul in his palm suddenly exploded and turned into tiny dots of firefly light, which he swallowed in one gulp.

"You..." Qi Ji raised his head with difficulty and watched Mo Yun's soul being devoured by the man in front of him.

"It's wonderful."

Fang Changying's eyes turned white, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he let out a low roar of joy.

Replenishing the primordial spirit is always so wonderful, like ascending to the ninth heaven. Perhaps this is what it feels like to be a god.

"You... you..."

At this moment, Ji Fengting's body began to tremble, and he didn't know whether he was shaking with anger or fear.

He didn't even know whether he should run for his life or fight desperately at this moment.

He watched helplessly as his junior sister's soul was devoured and his senior brother was defeated and dying... Ji Fengting, who had grown up in a greenhouse since childhood, felt the cruelty and despair of this world for the first time in his life.

"Eat it while it's hot, don't waste it."

Fang Changying looked down at Qi Ji, who was bleeding profusely, and walked past him indifferently towards Jifeng Pavilion.

"I thought it would take some work."

Jiang Li chuckled and couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth. Qi Ji's soul was enough to satisfy his appetite.

As for Ji Fengting, he is so weak, so just leave him to Fang Changying. Two souls can barely feed him.

"Is this 120? Someone here needs medical attention..."

At this moment, a heavy voice slowly sounded on the cold street.

Fang Changying stopped and turned to look. Jiang Li also stopped what he was doing and looked out subconsciously.

Not far away, a young man was talking on the phone, giving the exact address, his cold eyes locked on the two of them, and behind him was a girl with shoulder-length hair.

"Fan...Brother Fan..."

When Ji Fengting saw the person coming, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. His eyes trembled and he cried out.

"Any extra snacks?!" Jiang Li smiled.

Only three souls are indeed a bit of a stretch, and not enough to share.

Now that two more people have come who don't know how to live or die, I can finally have a full meal.

call……

The night wind blew, ruffling her hair. While Jiang Li was distracted, Zhang Fan had disappeared from his sight.

"Go back!"

At this moment, Fang Changying's shouting echoed in his ears, as rapid as fire.

"How much more do you want to eat?"

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan's palm had already landed on Jiang Li's face. The latter's eyes widened, and before she could react, a terrifying force surged like a raging tide, pressing her head and slamming it to the ground.

There was a loud bang, and a big hole was blown out on the ground. The smoke and dust rising into the sky were accompanied by scarlet blood.

"Jiang Lai, save people."

Zhang Fan glanced at him and saw that Qi Ji's condition was extremely bad. Blood was flowing from his neck and he had fainted, completely unconscious.

hum...

Before he finished speaking, dead leaves flew into the air and landed on Zhang Fan.

In an instant, the blood flow in his body became extremely slow, his true yang flowed backwards, and his body felt like it was bound by shackles.

"The method of warding off evil!?"

Rumble…

In a flash, there was a deafening sound, and Fang Changying appeared in front of Zhang Fan like a ghost. There was a floating golden light between his eyebrows, like spiritual energy gathering, and like scales suddenly appearing.

He swung his right arm, breaking through the air, and there was actually a sound of swords clashing...

"God-conquering technique!?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but reveal a strange look. [Yan Sheng Fa] and [Summoning God Fa] were both extremely ancient Taoist methods. They were extremely difficult to practice and required extremely high talent.

Especially the [method of summoning gods], which often uses ancient strange people, immortals, gods, demons, or ancestors as the main characters, and asks the gods to descend upon the body. If there is divine help, it can often have incredible powers.

At this moment, Fang Changying didn't know which god he had invited, but the arm made of flesh and blood, at this moment, seemed like a divine weapon, chopping towards Zhang Fan's head.

hum...

At this moment, Zhang Fan moved. He raised his right hand, and a golden light flashed in his palm. The Wei Ling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal hit Fang Changying like a brick.

"You are not restricted by the Yansheng method?" Fang Changying's face suddenly changed, and there was deep surprise in the depths of his eyes.

Since he had mastered the [Yan Sheng Fa], he had never seen such a strange thing. Although he was clearly under the spell, he was unaware of it and his body was moving freely. It was simply incredible.

However, before he could think too much, the golden seal in Zhang Fan's hand had already smashed over.

clang……

There was a sound of metal colliding with stone, and the mighty golden seal for suppressing demons seemed to have hit a weapon, making a crisp sound.

The next moment, Fang Changying's arm suddenly broke right under his gaze, making a sound of bone breaking.

"What is this thing? It can actually break my [Spell of Conjuring Gods]?" Fang Changying couldn't believe it.

His arms were like weapons, which was due to the help of [Summoning God Technique]. However, the [Mighty Spiritual Golden Seal to Suppress Demons] in Zhang Fan's hand was a dragon-tiger magic seal with the secret symbols of the Dragon and Tiger Dao on it. Any touch of it would break the magic and all techniques would be destroyed.

If Fang Changying and Jin Yin go head-to-head, how can [Summoning God Technique] last long?

"Is there such a young master in Yujing City?" Fang Changying's heart was filled with huge waves.

He never expected that after just one encounter, his [Yan Sheng Fa] and [Summoning God Fa] were broken by the opponent. The domineering methods and strange cultivation were completely beyond his expectations.

"go!"

In a flash, Fang Changying shouted loudly, but he did not move. Instead, a dead leaf flew in the air, like a sharp blade, and shot towards Ji Fengting's forehead.

hum...

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan took a step forward and stood in front of Ji Fengting. With a cold snort, the terrifying aura shattered the dead leaves that were like flying knives.

"He escaped very quickly!"

Zhang Fan looked up, but Fang Changying was no longer there. On the empty street, there were only dead leaves flying around.

“What a master!”

Although it was just a brief encounter, Zhang Fan could tell that Fang Changying was no ordinary expert. He had the strength of a high-level martial artist. His [Yan Sheng Fa] was treacherous and unpredictable, and his [Summoning Spirits Fa] was extraordinary and wonderful...

The combination of these two Taoist methods is enough to make him kill his way through the [High Power] world, making it almost impossible for him to meet an opponent.

In fact, Fang Changying's own realm is extremely high. Relying on the two great Taoist methods, he is almost invincible among his peers. Because of this, he has a high status in the Wuwei Sect and is highly valued.

He happened to come to Yujing City, as if he had the worst bad luck in eight lifetimes, and met a freak like Zhang Fan. His two major Taoist methods were completely useless and he was completely defeated.

"Are you OK."

Zhang Fan looked at Ji Fengting next to him. The latter looked a little dazed, as if he had received a great shock. At this moment, he just shook his head blankly.

At this moment, a rapid humming sound was heard and the ambulance came roaring.

……

Late at night, Yujing People's Hospital.

Sui Chunsheng and Zhan Xinyue rushed over on behalf of the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance, completed the handover procedures with the relevant departments, and took over the case. Since it involved Taoism, other forces could not interfere.

"Thank goodness you happened to be nearby." Sui Chunsheng looked at Zhang Fan with a serious expression.

Two great masters from Wuwei Sect appeared in Yujing City, but the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance didn't even hear a word of it.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan appeared in time and Fang Changying ran away, but Jiang Li was captured alive by him, which was also a big gain.

"How is Qi Ji?" Zhang Fan asked.

"He's still being rescued, he shouldn't be seriously injured, but Mo Yun..." Qi Ji shook his head.

Without the soul, the person cannot be saved. Although she has just become a vegetable, they know that Mo Yun will never wake up again. They can only give her mercy and send her off.

Having said this, Sui Chunsheng looked at Ji Fengting who was sitting outside the operating room and brought Ji Fengting to his side.

At this moment, no one noticed that Ji Fengting, who had just experienced a major change, lowered his head, clenched his hands, his veins exposed, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Damn it... all of them should be damned... all of them should be killed..."

Ji Fengting murmured softly, his thoughts had never been so strong, an unprecedented thought.

Such thoughts caused his soul to transform quietly!!!

(End of this chapter)