Pure Yang!

Chapter 207 Zhang Fan's escape route! A visitor from Beizhang
The flowing clouds are like ink, revealing a large white moon.

In Hongfu Garden, there was silence, and the dim street lights were crackling.

Zhang Fan had a complicated expression as he answered the phone call he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Hey……"

A familiar and long-lost voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad..." Zhang Fan took a deep breath.

He had been waiting and anticipating for a long time, and had a lot of questions in his mind. He wanted to ask Zhang Lingzong in person, but when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Lingzong, he didn't know where to start.

"Ok!"

Zhang Lingzong grunted softly, still as silent as usual, without uttering a single extra word.

Bah...bah...

At this moment, a burst of electromagnetic interference noise came from the mobile phone, intermittent, like a kite string swaying in the wind.

"Dad, where are you?"

"Ailao Mountain." Zhang Lingzong said in a deep voice.

"Ailao Mountain!?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, looking solemn.

That place is one of the most remote mountains and rivers in the world, hiding real big monsters, and even old monsters that have lived for more than three hundred years.

"Dad..."

"I know you have a lot of questions, but don't ask them yet. There is no signal here and I can't call you. To make a long story short..." Zhang Lingzong interrupted Zhang Fan.

"How did you make the call when there was no signal?" Zhang Fan looked at his phone and saw that he was indeed on a call.

"satellite telephone."

"..."

"You have been targeted by the Wuwei Sect." Zhang Lingzong's voice came.

"It almost fell." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"He is trapped in Luohuang Mountain. He won't really attack you. This is just a test."

The "he" Zhang Lingzong mentioned was naturally Mr. Nian, the master of Juemiao Temple and deputy master of Wuwei Sect.

"Dad, can most people withstand the temptation from this kind of person?" Zhang Fan curled his lips.

"If I hadn't been lucky, I would have confessed."

"You haven't gone home yet?" Zhang Lingzong suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"It's not that you are lucky, it's that I left you a life-saving talisman." Zhang Lingzong said lightly.

"It was you last night..." Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the red jade talisman that fell from the sky last night appeared in his mind.

"Your life is not that valuable." Zhang Lingzong whispered.

"..."

"Have you found your evil god?" Zhang Lingzong suddenly asked.

"I found it, but unfortunately I couldn't merge with the god. It's too difficult... Dad, do you have any solution?" Zhang Fan asked.

Bah...bah...

There was a burst of noise coming from the phone.

"Dad..."

After a brief silence, Zhang Lingzong's voice was heard again.

"If we can't merge with the gods, we don't have to force it, but the key is that the evil god must not fall into the hands of others..."

Zhang Lingzong's tone seemed extremely solemn.

"If possible, imprison that evil spirit."

"This……"

Zhang Fan curled his lips, and the figure of Zhao Jiexuan appeared in his mind.

"Dad, you said he was an evil god, but now he has taken over the body of a human and has an identity. He is a powerful character." Zhang Fan gave Zhao Jiexuan a very high evaluation. Of course, praising him is equivalent to praising himself.

On that day, in the Prisoner's Temple, thanks to Zhao Jiexuan's careful planning, he used the [Golden Cloud Treasure Box] and [Demons Celebrating the Birthday] to weaken Li Changgeng repeatedly, and finally used the [Soul Fusion Technique] of the Qi brothers to temporarily merge with him and finally defeated the opponent.

With such calculations and such cultivation, he is already top-notch among his peers.

"Have you fought with that kid from Baihe Temple?" Zhang Lingzong suddenly changed the subject and mentioned Li Changgeng.

"We've fought each other. His Heaven and Earth Death-Taking Skill is indeed powerful, and he has also awakened two great magical powers." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"It's a pity that he wasn't killed that day."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, his face cold. He knew that if Li Changgeng was not dead, he would be a great threat.

"He awakened not two magical powers, but three..."

"what?"

Zhang Lingzong's words made Zhang Fan's expression change slightly.

"You have to be careful of this brat. When I saw him, I knew that the White Crane Temple had such a successor. He must have seized great fortune. What's more, his last name is Li..."

"Huh!?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

What's wrong with the last name Li?
Bah...bah...

Waves of electromagnetic interference noise came out of the phone again, and Zhang Lingzong's voice became increasingly vague.

"Let's get down to business..."

"Aren't these considered serious business?" Zhang Fan muttered.

"Two things..."

"First of all, if one day you can no longer stay in Yujing City, it will be dangerous to cross the river and go north... Our family has a powerful enemy in the north..."

"Powerful enemy?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Dad, are you talking about Wuwei Sect!?"

"Wuwei Sect is just a minor problem. The enemy in the north is the biggest threat to our family. If you can't stay in Yujing City, the further north you go, the more dangerous it will be..."

"Dad, am I going to run away?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

This morning, he was still longing for a peaceful and beautiful life, but how come his mood suddenly changed?

"If you don't say these things now, it will be too late when you really need to run away."

Zhang Lingzong was silent for a moment before continuing.

"When you get home, go to my room. There's a box under the bed. Find it out."

"Box?" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up and he quickly asked, "Dad, what's inside?"

"I... left you... a way out..."

Zhang Lingzong's voice came intermittently from the other end of the phone.

"Back off? What back off?" Zhang Fan asked.

"There is a cell phone in that box... and a number is saved in it... When you are desperate, just call this number..."

"Remember, you... only have one chance..."

"Cell phone? Dad, when did you put it in there? Can it still be used?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"No...Kia!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a "beep beep" sound came from the phone.

"Hang up?"

Zhang Fan looked at his phone and quickly dialed again, but the call could not be connected.

"Ailao Mountain..."

Zhang Fan frowned, raised his hand, and was already standing at the door of his house.

He opened the door and went straight to Zhang Lingzong's room.

"Wow, where's our big wardrobe?"

Zhang Lingzong's room was in a mess. The big wardrobe that was originally placed in the corner had already turned into a pile of sawdust, mixed with clothes, scattered everywhere. That big wardrobe was made by someone when his parents got married. When they moved to Hongfu Garden, they only had this big wardrobe in the old house.

"The windows were smashed, too..."

Zhang Fan looked at the broken glass and felt the cold wind blowing in.

"last night……"

Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something, remembering the red jade talisman that shattered the Black Wind Plant last night.

"It didn't fly out of the closet, did it?"

Zhang Fan began to murmur, but his guess was almost right.

After a simple tidy up, Zhang Fan found some tape and temporarily patched up the broken window, waiting for someone to replace the glass with new one tomorrow.

Only then did he draw the curtains and lean over to get under the bed.

After a while, he finally touched a box.

"Cookie box!?"

Zhang Fan looked at the iron box in his hand, which had a picture of cookies on it. He opened the box and found an old Nokia mobile phone inside, along with a charger and spare batteries.

Cell phones back then had backup batteries.

"out of battery?"

Zhang Fan tried to turn on his phone, but the battery level was 0.

"Don't let it break down."

This is a way out that Zhang Lingzong left for him. If it goes wrong, it will be really funny.

Fortunately, after plugging in the charger, the phone started to display the charging status.

However, the battery was probably very low. Zhang Fan waited for five minutes, but the battery was still at 0 and the phone could not be turned on.

Just ignore it for now and let it charge slowly.

Zhang Fan carried his backpack and returned to his room, where he took out the [Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng King] and the [Fire Sticker].

Just these two treasures cost him 340,000 yuan, which is a huge sum of money.

In Yujing City, 300,000 or 400,000 yuan can be used as a down payment.

"This 100-year-old ginseng will be gone after use, but the fire word sticker can be used for meditation for a long time."

The Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng King is a consumable. It collects herbs to circulate throughout the body, strengthens the True Yang, and tempers the True Fire. Once it is used, it is gone.

Comprehending the Fire Sticker can improve Zhang Fan's skills in using real fire. The former mainly increases strength, while the latter mainly increases skills.

The two complement each other and can enable the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] to take a step further and be promoted from a small success method to a great success method.

"If you don't know the true mystery of fire, how can you refine the golden elixir..."

Zhang Fan murmured softly, sat cross-legged in meditation, and his spirit returned to him, comprehending the mysterious fire sticker.

As he entered a state of tranquility, his mind returned to the East Sea, his thoughts hid in the West Mountain, and the crooked word "fire" seemed to come alive in Zhang Fan's eyes.

Every stroke and every tip of the brush is dancing like a flame.

That ray of mysterious meaning is deeply hidden, the dark and dark merge into the earth fire, the blazing blue sky becomes the sky fire, the nine transformations of the human body become the true fire, the three talents merge into the birth of all things, and after obtaining the fire method, one can see the mysterious door.

Rumble…

At this moment, the word "fire" was like a ball of fire, reflected in Zhang Fan's eyes and transformed into his soul.

Zhang Fan's breathing rose and fell, and a breath gushed out, turning into a wisp of Dan fire, like a flame, emitting a fluorescent glow, hovering in front of Zhang Fan, the terrifying power was unexpectedly restrained and did not dissipate.

hum...

At the same time, Zhang Fan practiced the [Southern and Northern Sects] method to absorb the energy from the hundred-year-old ginseng king.

Under the care of the soul, wisps of spiritual energy flowed out from the hundred-year-old ginseng king like a trickle, and entered Zhang Fan's body, strengthening his true yang.

This is the method of collecting and refining medicine.

All things have spirits. Once the spiritual energy is taken away, the original vitality of the things will be lost.

This century-old ginseng king may not appear to have any changes on the surface, but its medicinal properties have been completely lost and it will even rot quickly.

Just like the fruits offered to ancestors during the Qingming Festival, gods and ghosts all smell the fragrance and eat the aroma. The so-called qi is the spiritual energy.

Therefore, the offerings in front of the grave have no taste at all when eaten by living people, and they rot very quickly.

At this time, Zhang Fan used the [Southern and Northern Origins] to nourish the Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng King, refining the medicine and circulating it through the body. The True Yang in his body was like being blown by a blower, rapidly growing...

Immediately afterwards, the flame in front of Zhang Fan suddenly shook, and began to grow like a sapling.

At this moment, the Dan Fire that Zhang Fan had been cultivating for a long time finally began to transform.

Thump thump thump…thump thump thump…thump…

At this moment, the sound of startup music came from Zhang Lingzong's room.

In front of the socket, the old-fashioned mobile phone with a keyboard slowly turned on, the screen lit up, and it automatically jumped to the phone book...

There was only one phone number stored there, and the contact's name was just one word:

plum! ! !
……

Snow has begun to fall in the northern land.

A small county town.

In the nearby suburbs, an old Taoist temple is hidden in the vast night, bathed in heavy snow.

Corridors have long been erected around the Taoist temple, making it appear to be a tourist attraction waiting to be developed for tourism.

call……

Suddenly, a fire appeared in the depths of the Taoist temple, and snowflakes flying all over the sky swayed violently, swirling and becoming messy in the air.

Under the dim moonlight, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in the empty courtyard. His heart beat stronger and stronger, like the sound of a drum, and it could be heard in this empty Taoist temple.

"Zhang Fan..."

The man muttered the name and slowly opened his eyes. His deep pupils were as deep as the dark night, and the calm waves showed a hint of joy or anger.

"The elixir is the most precious treasure of the physical body. It can be refined into infinite changes. It can also be used to study the true nature and determine the wonderful use of lifelessness..."

At this moment, a soft sound, like chanting, came from the dark night.

The sitting figure looked up and saw a shadow stretched out by the moonlight, coming from a very far distance.

"Before he is born into the afterlife, he has already obtained the magical powers of an immortal..."

The light voice was getting closer and closer. The sky was dark, the moon was bright, and a figure walked into the courtyard and appeared in front of the person sitting cross-legged.

"The ancient way of alchemy is mysterious. Li Changgeng, you have already mastered it..."

The person who came spoke softly and stood ten steps away. His deep gaze was like a ray of moonlight, falling on Li Changgeng.

"You are quite capable to have found this place." Li Changgeng sat cross-legged without moving, whispering in a concentrated voice, his deep eyes gleaming with a different kind of brilliance.

"Seizing the Luck of Heaven and Earth is already an extraordinary alchemy method. I only followed you for two days and you were left behind. If you hadn't been so focused on this and leaked that energy, it would have been really hard to find it." The visitor whispered.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Li Changgeng asked calmly.

"I came to you because I want to play a game with you."

"Play games? What games?" Li Changgeng asked calmly, his eyes fixed on a line.

"hunting!"

"Winter is coming. What's the point of hunting in this situation?" Li Changgeng said indifferently.

"If one can cultivate the Dao of Alchemy and enter the Mysterious Sect, then he is already extraordinary and not a mortal. Since he is not a mortal, the prey he hunts cannot be ordinary tigers, leopards, jackals, or wolves..."

The man spoke softly, his voice was like a spring breeze. Wherever he looked, there were snowflakes all over the sky, and not a single one fell within a hundred steps.

"What is that?" Li Changgeng asked.

"The evil seed gave birth to a strange fetus, his name is Zhao Jiexuan!"

As soon as the words were spoken, they echoed in the quiet Taoist temple. That special name made Li Changgeng's eyes glow with a different kind of brilliance.

He looked at the shadow in front of him and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"My last name is Zhang, and I come from the north." The man whispered and slowly walked out of the shadows.

(End of this chapter)