Pure Yang!

Chapter 202: The Great Art of Devouring Gods! Longhu Mountain Fire Sticker

Late at night.

The five-spirit rainbow light was speeding across the viaduct, and the abandoned high-rise building in the distance gradually came into sight.

Hei Yan rolled his mung bean-sized eyes and licked the corners of his mouth. Every time he came to this bustling city and felt the smell of the secular world, he always felt excited.

"Brother Bai, you are so lucky." Hei Yan couldn't help but say.

"What do you mean?" Bai Bu Ran drove without even turning his head.

"It is a great blessing to be born into a famous family and learn the true martial arts."

"To be a human being and to be in this world is one of the two greatest blessings."

At this point, Hei Yan paused, looked at Bai Bu Ran in the front row with a dim gaze, grinned and said, "Entering Jue Miao Temple and being favored by the temple master are the three greatest fortunes."

"Brother Bai, I heard that your fate with the temple master was sealed when you were in Zhenwu Mountain."

"Who told you that?"

It was pitch dark inside the car, and one couldn't see the expression on Bai Bushan's face, but his voice sounded a little colder.

"Brother Bai, I have practiced in Luohuang Mountain for many years and have received guidance from the abbot. I have heard something about your story." Heiyan whispered.

Back then, Mr. Nian, the abbot of Juemiao Temple, hid his identity and studied under a master in Zhenwu Mountain for five full years.

During these five years, he met Bai Bu Ran, and the two of them were destined to be together.

If it were an ordinary person, naturally, he would not be in Mr. Nian’s eyes, but Bai Bu Ran was different…

"I heard that you have mastered an extraordinary Taoist method. The Taoist method passed down to you by the temple master is one in a million, but you have mastered it, so..."

"God-Swallowing Technique..."

blah blah...

The moment the name came out of Heiyan's mouth, Bai Bu Ran slammed on the brakes, and the speed of the Five Spirit Rainbow Light suddenly dropped. Due to inertia, Heiyan almost rushed forward.

"Fuck...Brother Bai, what are you doing? Drive carefully." Heiyan shouted.

"This is an elevated highway. Can you humans park your car anywhere you want?"

"How much more do you know?" Bai Bu Ran turned around and asked coldly.

"That's all. What's wrong?" Hei Yan stared at Bai Bu Ran as if he didn't recognize him.

"Nothing." Bai Bu Ran shook his head, stepped on the accelerator and continued driving.

"Brother Bai, what exactly is the [God-Swallowing Technique]? Why does the temple master value it so much?" Hei Yan couldn't help but ask.

This is the greatest curiosity in his heart. If he can master the [God-Swallowing Technique], he will be able to gain the favor of the master of Juemiao Temple. He also wants to give it a try.

"The Great God-Swallowing Technique... that is a branch of the Taoist technique of the [Three Corpses Illuminating Life]..." Bai Bushan said dimly.

"Three Corpses Guarding Life? One of the Nine Inner Alchemy Methods of Taoism?" Hei Yan showed a strange look.

"I have also heard of this method, but I have only heard of the [Division Method]..."

"Brother Hei, listen to me, don't ask too many questions about some things."

Bai Bu Ran didn't even turn his head, as if he no longer had the interest to continue the conversation. Soon, they got off the overpass and staggered to the abandoned building where the black market was hidden.

"Want me to come with you?"

"Brother Bai, you go first. After we finish our shopping, I still have to go find food. I haven't been to the city for a long time."

Hei Yan grinned and licked the corner of his mouth, with a hint of excitement and desire in his mung bean-like eyes.

"Brother Hei, I want to remind you that once you come to the secular world, you must abide by secular rules." Bai Bu Ran said meaningfully.

"take note of it."

Hei Yan waved his hand, turned and walked towards the abandoned building.

……

At this moment, in an abandoned building.

Zhang Fan followed Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu to the third floor and found Hong San's shop.

"Master Shan!?"

The name of Hong San Shop is quite special. Compared with the small compartments on the second floor, the shops here are all rooms and look much more formal.

As soon as he walked into "Shan Laoye", Zhang Fan saw a tall and thin man, wrapped tightly, taking an old wooden box from Hong San's hand. He could smell the aroma of medicine emanating from the box from a long distance away.

The tall and thin man looked away when he saw someone coming in, put the wooden box in his arms, and left in a hurry.

"Third brother, long time no see." Shi Shougong greeted him.

"Little brother, how come you have time to come here today?"

Hong San had just made a deal and was in a good mood, so he came forward warmly. He was an old acquaintance of Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu, so he was not too polite. He glanced around and was stunned for a moment when his eyes landed on Zhang Fan.

"Brother Zhang? Why are you here too? Do you know each other?"

"It's no coincidence that we are friends." Zhang Fan chuckled.

"So you're all family." Hong San laughed and welcomed the three people in.

"Third brother, it looks like you just made a big deal." Su Shiyu whispered.

"It's not a big deal. I bought a medicine box a while ago and kept it for more than three years. I finally got rid of it for a good price." Hong San chuckled.

To do this business, you need capital. If you keep the goods on hand for too long and cannot get the money back, it will not work either.

Money is like water, it can only prosper if it circulates.

"Medicine box? Are there still such things nowadays?" The stone gecko showed a strange look.

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he instantly thought of a passage in the [Taoist Secret Records].

In ancient times, some doctors would have a medicine box passed down from their ancestors, in which they would hide difficult and complicated diseases that could not be cured.

Once the medicine box is locked, it cannot be opened, otherwise bad luck will come.

Some people say that the medicine box is a monster that feeds on diseases and cannot be taken over by humans.

Some people also say that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and found a strange wood to make a box, which could hide diseases and plagues. When it was opened, the disease reappeared. Medicines and stones are ineffective, and if one has no reverence in his heart, misfortune will surely come.

"Two years ago, there was a second-generation rich man. His ancestors were probably in this business. They passed down a medicine box, and when it came to him, he was warned not to open it..." Hong San said lightly.

"Guess what? This guy lost a lot of money in the stock market. He wants to see if there is any treasure in this old thing that can help him make back his money."

In the dead of night, the rich second-generation man opened the medicine box, but found it was empty.

That night, the second-generation rich man was admitted to the hospital. He was blind, unable to speak, and his body was covered with sores. He smelled faintly and died not long after.

As for how the medicine box fell into Hong San's hands, he did not say, and Zhang Fan and others did not ask, as it was someone else's business secret.

"Brother Hong, I'm here today to buy some treasures." Zhang Fan went straight to the point.

"Just tell me, brother Zhang. As long as it's available in Yujing City, I can definitely find it for you." Hong San said.

"Are there any rare trees and herbs?" Zhang Fan asked.

Inspired by the [Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover], he wanted to increase the power of the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword], so he naturally had to collect rare wood and spiritual herbs as medicine...

"There are five elements in the universe, and wood can produce fire... Brother Zhang, are you practicing fire magic?"

Hong San had a sharp eye and saw through Zhang Fan's intentions in an instant. "Brother Hong is right." Zhang Fan did not hide it.

Hong San raised his hand and chuckled, "Generally, those who buy rare wood and spiritual herbs are those who practice external alchemy. Judging from Brother Zhang's appearance, he doesn't seem to be a person of this kind, so it is more likely that he practices fire refining."

Wood can produce fire. If you can make wood into medicine, it will be able to produce flames and help the fire.

"I do have a treasure here, which I got from Changbai Mountain two months ago."

As he spoke, Hong San stood up, walked to the side, opened the locked cabinet, and took out a wooden box from it.

"There's still a talisman attached to it."

Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu looked at each other and knew that this was not an ordinary treasure.

Sure enough, when Hong San uncovered the talisman and opened the box, a faint fragrance wafted to his face.

"Ginseng? It's already in human form."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up. This ginseng was no ordinary one. It was complete with roots and body parts. It looked like it had grown limbs, like a little baby, and there were thin golden threads all over its body.

Humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world. It is said that if anything in the deep mountains and swamps grows into a human form, it must be extremely spiritual, especially great medicinal herbs like ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum. Once they take on a human form, they can even run around in the mountains, and even the most experienced ginseng farmers may not be able to catch them.

"Good stuff."

Zhang Fan looked at the ginseng in front of him, the real ginseng, and could not take his eyes away.

If he could gather and refine this treasure, his elixir fire would at least be able to rise to a higher level, and he would be able to refine a second "fire dragon", or even a third, fourth... who knows.

"Brother Hong, how much is this ginseng?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Brother Zhang, you are one of us, let me tell you the truth... I bought this treasure for 200,000 yuan."

Hong San's words made Zhang Fan's heart skip a beat.

"You are one of us, I will only sell you for 300,000..."

"A profit of one hundred thousand yuan is made in the open."

Hong San was quite sincere and explained: "Brother, don't think I'm being dishonest. If I only make 30,000 or 50,000 yuan from a treasure like this, it's really just a scam..."

Ginseng like this is sold at a very low price, and you may not come across one again in many years. If someone else were to buy it, it would be sold for at least 500,000 yuan. But Zhang Fan only paid 300,000 yuan, which was already a polite price.

"I understand." Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He couldn't afford it. He absolutely couldn't afford it.

There was only a little over 120,000 yuan in his bank card. He felt confident before, but when it came to spending, the 120,000 yuan seemed like nothing.

"It's a good baby...but is there one with a better price-performance ratio?" Zhang Fan said awkwardly.

Hong San saw Zhang Fan's embarrassment, but he didn't say he was afraid. He just chuckled and said, "In fact, if you want to refine fire, you don't necessarily need to spend a lot of money to buy these rare woods and herbs..."

As he spoke, Hong San stood up, walked to the cabinet next to him, opened one of the drawers, and took out a scroll.

"What is this?" Zhang Fanqi asked.

“It is better to achieve enlightenment suddenly than to collect elixirs to refine your body.” Hong San whispered in a serious tone.

Collecting herbs with the help of rare treasures is certainly a way of practicing and a shortcut to reaching the end of the world. However, if one can gain enlightenment one day and comprehend the mysteries of fire, the true fire one refines will naturally increase in power.

"Brother Zhang, come and take a look."

As he spoke, Hong San slowly opened the scroll, and what caught his eye was actually the word "fire"...

The characters were like dragons and snakes rising from the land, with mysterious strokes. The tip of each stroke was like a boiling fire, and the fire was ever-changing. Just one glance at it would make people feel hot all over.

"what……"

At this moment, Shi Shougong screamed and stood up suddenly. His hair stood on end, his breathing was disordered, and his nose was bleeding uncontrollably.

Upon seeing this, Hong San let out a loud roar with a breath coming out of his nose, which sounded like a tiger or leopard, and like the vibration of thunder, which actually made Shi Shougong wake up immediately.

"Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound!?"

Zhang Fan glanced at Hong San meaningfully.

"Brother Shi, are you okay?"

“This calligraphy is amazing.”

Shi Shougong was still in shock. Just now, the true yang in his body was hot and it triggered the fire in his heart, which was why he lost his composure like that.

"This piece of [Fire Character Poster] was collected from Xijiang Province five years ago. The person who wrote this must be a master of fire refining..." Hong San slowly rolled up the calligraphy.

"For ordinary people, it's just a piece of calligraphy. But if a Taoist master sees it, he may go astray if his cultivation is not good enough."

Originally, only masters of fire refining could see the mystery, and there were also great risks in comprehending it.

Because of this, this "Fire Word Sticker" has been kept in my hands for many years and has never been sold.

"The person who wrote this calligraphy is indeed not an ordinary Taoist master." Zhang Fan whispered in a serious tone.

He had already reached the [High Skill] level, and had also mastered the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword], and when he first glanced at the calligraphy, he felt that it was vast, profound, and mysterious, and was worth his efforts to comprehend.

Just with a piece of calligraphy, he was able to imitate the mysterious fire method. This shows how powerful the person who wrote this calligraphy is and how powerful his fire method is.

"I got it from a wild Taoist priest over there. That guy hasn't even awakened his soul, but he has such a treasure in his hands." Hong San chuckled.

"But it is said that his ancestors were serious about obtaining this treasure from Longhu Mountain."

"Longhu Mountain..." Zhang Fan couldn't help but be moved. He felt that he had a special connection with this calligraphy.

"Brother Hong, how much is this calligraphy?"

Zhang Fan was a little nervous. This thing was worthless to ordinary people, but it was extremely precious to the Taoist who practiced fire refining.

"Hey, don't worry. My cost was not high. I only asked that wild Taoist priest to wash my feet twice. In the end, I spent 38,000 yuan to buy this calligraphy."

Hong San grinned, this deal was a great bargain.

"Take the 40,000 yuan. I earned this hard-earned money." Hong San pushed the scroll in front of Zhang Fan.

Although this thing is precious, it is very picky about the person who owns it, otherwise it would not have been kept in one's hands for five years.

"Brother Hong, thank you."

Zhang Fan directly transferred 40,000 yuan and picked up the scroll of [Fire Sticker].

Today's trip is considered to be a success.

"If you need anything, come to me. We are all friends." Hong San said with a smile.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Fan and others left contentedly.

"Brother Fan, that calligraphy is very evil, you better be careful."

After leaving the shop of [Shan Laoye], Shi Shougong couldn't help but speak up to remind him that he almost went insane after just taking a look at it.

You can imagine how powerful this thing is.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Zhang Fan was in a good mood. After strolling for a while, he was about to leave and go back to study this [Fire Word Sticker] carefully.

"Um!?"

At this moment, a man with eyes as big as green beans passed by Zhang Fan and his party. He stood there in a daze, then turned around abruptly, looking at Zhang Fan's back, and couldn't help revealing a strange look.

"Good boy, it's really a narrow road for enemies."

Hei Yan grinned, a sneer appeared on his face, and a fierce light flashed in his mung bean-sized eyes.

(End of this chapter)