Pure Yang!

Chapter 216: Pure Yang Wuji Realm! Escape from the Great Disaster (5k chapter)

Late at night.

In the quiet courtyard of Jiangnan Province Daomeng, an ethereal bell sounded, stirring everyone's nerves.

“That’s the direction of the black market.”

Lou Hechuan walked to the window sill and looked at the sky. A black cloud spread out like thick ink, obscuring the bright moon. It looked three parts ghostly and seven parts ominous.

"The gate of evil is wide open, the weather is catastrophic, something has happened."

Meng Qinghuan walked over and looked in the same direction, a solemn look appearing on her pretty face.

The weather changes, and directions bring good and bad luck.

If we say that the most dangerous place in the entire Yujing City tonight is the black market, the dangerous situation came about suddenly and is getting worse.

Rumble…

The alarm bells were ringing as cars from the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance drove out of the compound one after another and headed for the abandoned building where the black market was located.

call……

The night wind howled even more violently, like ghosts crying in the night.

Lou Hechuan's expression changed slightly, and he finally couldn't sit still anymore. He could feel the temperature in the air was dropping.

For ordinary people, this is just a normal change in weather after the beginning of winter.

But in the eyes of the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance, it was a warning.

"Something happened to Fang Changle? Is he the evildoer from Wuwei Sect?" A hint of solemnity also emerged in Meng Qinghuan's beautiful eyes.

She knew that if such a situation could not be controlled, it would cause a lot of trouble. The next day's news was full of reports of liquefied gas leaks...

"can not wait anymore……"

Lou Hechuan looked unhappy and turned away.

"Mr. Lou, I'll go with you." Meng Qinghuan said without any hesitation.

Rumble…

At this moment, a dull sound came from the direction of the black market.

Lou Hechuan and Meng Qinghuan subconsciously stopped and turned to look, and saw a red glow rising above the black market, like a huge star floating in the sky, or as if it were a flaming blue sky.

"This is……"

"Someone has mastered the fire magic, and the blue sky is lighting up with a lamp!?" Meng Qinghuan's eyes were fixed like a line. How knowledgeable she was, to be able to create such a scene, she must have a profound knowledge of fire magic.

At this moment, in the desolate mountains, inside a wonderful temple.

The dim lights flickered, stretching the mysterious shadow, and the ethereal eyes looked through the window at the sky.

"The fire technique is perfected, the nine dragons are combined... the offspring of the Zhang family..."

A sigh fell, like ripples on autumn water, gradually dissipating in the barren mountain.

Rumble…

Inside the abandoned building of the black market.

Zhang Fan walked out of the true fire, his tall and majestic figure cast a shadow. Nine fire dragons rose into the sky from the magic spell and hovered above the dome of the warehouse, creating a huge pressure. The terrifying air waves shook the building to the point of collapse, and cracks spread along the walls.

"Is this... the ultimate achievement of Fire Magic!?"

Fang Changle's eyes trembled as he looked at Zhang Fan at this moment, as if he no longer knew him.

Nine fire dragons slowly gathered together and entangled with each other, like a huge lampshade, covering the abandoned building as if it was sealed.

"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!" Zhang Fan whispered.

At this moment, his [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] finally reached a new level.

This method was inspired by Feng Ping'an and originated from the Romance of the Gods. In the Jinguan Cave on Qianyuan Mountain, Taiyi Zhenren's magic weapon [Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover], with the help of which, he killed Niangniang Shiji and turned her body and soul into ashes.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's Nine Dragons combined into one, had this mysterious power.

The abandoned building was like a pressure cooker under the encirclement of nine fire dragons, and the terrifying firepower continued to burst out and exert pressure inside.

The air seemed to be burning, and every wisp was extremely hot.

"Roar……"

Those scattered ghost shadows in the sky let out shrill screams in such a boiling space of true fire, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"The Fire Method is perfect... You have actually reached this level?"

Hong Shanjun's voice came from the endless flames, carrying with it deep shock and disbelief. The black light around him actually began to collapse under the pressure of the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.

"Yinhu, let's see who is more powerful, you or I."

Zhang Fan is fearless. His [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] has been tempered several times and has been reborn. Now, he has been enlightened and blessed by the [Red Dragon Jade Talisman] of Maoshan. His fire magic has been perfected and he can ward off evil spirits. Naturally, he is not afraid of the Hell of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

Rumble…

The nine fire dragons were gathered together tightly, forming a whole. The blazing fire gushed out towards the inside, creating high pressure in the enclosed space. Even Fang Changle, who had Zhang Fan's protection, felt a trace of fear. His soul trembled, and the Red Dragon Jade Talisman was about to come out.

This kind of fire technique was almost better than anything he had ever seen in his life.

"I don't believe that you two brothers will be my nemesis." Hong Shanjun roared in a low voice, with a fierce light in his eyes.

boom……

Before he finished his words, the high pressure of the true fire evaporated all the black light around him, and the ghost faces in the sky instantly turned into smoke.

"The ghost realm of ten thousand minions has been broken..." Fang Changle murmured softly.

"It's not over yet..."

Hong Shanjun leaped up and was about to move when a black shadow broke through the air and pierced his chest.

The black rat was hiding in the dark and attacked at this moment. His black hair was like a sharp blade, splashing blood and falling to the ground.

"Even if you are a real tiger, you have to lie here today."

Zhang Fan took a step forward and flashed to the front of Hong Shanjun. He raised his right hand, golden light flashed, and the mighty golden seal of demon suppression showed its power again. He hit Hong Shanjun on the forehead directly, causing his head to be bleeding and stars in his eyes. His whole body straightened up and he fell down.

call……

A cold wind blew, heat waves surged, the nine fire dragons slowly dissipated, and all the strange phenomena disappeared.

The huge warehouse has long since become a ruin, and the once unfinished building has completely become a dangerous building.

Zhang Fan let out a long breath, and his body, like a deflated ball, sat down on Hong Shanjun's body.

"Finally I caught one alive." Zhang Fan looked at the trophy under him, a smile appearing on his tired face.

Although this battle was hard, his gains were enormous. Not only did he upgrade the [Fire Dragon Pill Sword] to a great success method, perfected the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, but he also captured the tiger.

Last time, he was in Luoxia Town. Although he defeated the Haizhu, that thing actually ate him in the end. Zhang Fan had no idea whether he was alive or dead.

But this time, the feeling under his butt was real.

"Why not kill him?"

Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something. The tiger is one of the thirteen zodiac animals, and its value is self-evident. But if it falls into the hands of the Taoist Alliance, and if the identities of his entire family are revealed, he will not even have time to cry.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan suddenly felt the urge to kill.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look outside the building. A strange wave quietly emerged, covering the entire Yujing City.

……

At this moment, the dark clouds slowly dissipated, revealing a bright moon.

"What a great fire that colors the sky, how wonderful!"

On a desolate mountain, there is a wonderful view.

The flickering flames went out at this moment, and the incense in the temple seemed to be overshadowed by the flames that infected the sky.

At this moment, a soft voice was heard, followed by a slender figure walking out of the temple.

He was a young man with handsome features but a sickly pale face. His hands were like dry bones, with only skin holding the bones, and his empty eyes showed indifference and numbness.

The wonderful master, Mr. Nian.

For more than ten years, he was trapped in Yujing City, trapped in Luohuang Mountain, trapped in Juemiao Temple... never seeing the light of day, just because he was defeated by Chu Chaoran, defeated by the other party's idea.

hum...

Above Yujing City, the bright moon was shining, illuminating Mr. Nian's miserable face.

His eyes were unfocused, and countless lights and shadows were flickering. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that year.

That year, on Zhenwu Mountain.

He finally stood in front of the current number one Taoist figure.

"All things are impermanent, only think of you...you are truly a person to be feared by the younger generation."

Inside Qingwei Palace, in front of Chunyang Hall.

Mr. Nian, who had been hiding his identity for five years, suddenly launched an attack and swept through Zhenwu Mountain as if he was in an empty place. None of the three heavenly masters could stop him.

Such divine power and tyranny attracted eight hundred Taoists to surround the Qingwei Palace.

At that moment, the door of Chunyang Palace opened wide, and the old Taoist with white beard who looked like an old farmer finally walked out.

The young are to be feared. Coming from the mouth of Master Chunyang, these words are the highest praise in the world.

"Wuwei Gate!"

Everyone in Zhenwu Mountain was facing a formidable enemy, and all eyes were on the young Taoist priest.

However, in his eyes there was only the best in the world.

"The Immortal blocked the path of the Three Corpses Taoist priests at the top of Mount Dongyue... I follow the teachings of Wuwei and want to see the realm of Pure Yang Wuji."

"You are arrogant!"

A loud shout resounded like thunder, echoing in front of the Chunyang Palace. The farmer-like old Taoist raised his hand and pressed it lightly, just smiled, and said: "Young man, how about I make a bet with you?"

"What bet?"

"Your name is Mr. Nian, so I'm going to bet with you on a thought. If you lose, you have to help me guard a place."

"Where?"

"Yujing!"

"it is good!"

hum...

A gust of wind blew, and a leaf from the big tree in front of Chunyang Palace slowly fell down.

In an instant, the world in front of Mr. Nian's eyes suddenly changed color, the wind rose and the clouds surged, thunder in the sky ignited fire on the earth, and everything turned to dust.

The whole world was vast, and it seemed as if he was the only one left. He witnessed endless demonic calamities and the end of all worlds.

Countless thoughts arose, and in this last days, they all turned into demons, entrenched in the mortal world, and became the ancestors, and were called the masters.

All dharmas are impermanent, only mind you.

When all thoughts are in chaos, the end of the Dharma has arrived.

When no thought arises, it is a great calamity for spiritual practice.

call……

The mountain breeze blew, and the fallen leaves floated in front of Mr. Nian's eyes, but had not yet fallen to the ground.

In front of him was still the Chunyang Palace, and the old Taoist who looked like an old farmer stood there quietly, seemingly motionless, his eyes full of compassion and sympathy.

He fell to his knees with a thud, his soul like in shackles, his appearance gradually becoming emaciated.

"Not having any thoughts is the greatest obsession of a practitioner."

On the desolate mountain, inside the wonderful temple, Mr. Nian murmured softly, with a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.

"When there is no thought, yet one can be fully aware of everything, that is the state of pure yang and infinity."

The gambling fight that year was silent and no one on Zhenwu Mountain understood what happened.

But in the blink of an eye, the winner was decided. Chu Chaoran stood still, and Mr. Nian did not move at all.

However, no one knew that in that one breath, Mr. Nian experienced the greatest disaster in his life.

Thoughts are the greatest enemy of spiritual practice. As long as they are thoughts, they consume energy and blood, eventually destroying the body and losing the soul.

The so-called practice is to suppress the conscious mind and nourish the primordial spirit until one reaches the state where no thoughts arise. This is the goal of all practitioners.

However, just this one thought was like entering a demonic barrier, giving rise to the greatest obsession in spiritual practice.

Chu Chaoran is a living immortal in this world who has cultivated to the realm of pure yang and infinity. Naturally, he comprehended the mystery of it.

If you don't have any thoughts, you will be like a rock or a plant.

Only when there is no thought and one can be clear and distinct, can one be the natural way, the pure yang and infinite.

Just like normal people breathing, before doing this action, you don’t need to have any thoughts or deliberately control it, it happens naturally.

Life begins from now on.

In fact, this is nature and reason.

Tao is hidden in everything visible and invisible.

If all the actions, thoughts, and knowledge of ordinary people were like breathing, without any thoughts, but in accordance with nature...

Then there is no need to practice, you have already entered the Tao.

Because, the Tao does not need to be practiced, it is within the innate spirit.

However, we are mortals after all, and can only choose the most stupid method, which is to practice.

Chu Chaoran comprehended the realm of pure yang and infinity. At his level, there was no difference between having thoughts and not having thoughts.

Because Wuji is chaos, it encompasses everything, whether black or white, good or evil.

Because of this, when a thought arises in his mind, it will lead to endless demonic calamity.

The thought that came to his mind was the greatest obsession of all practitioners.

"If I don't have any thoughts, I won't be able to break through this heavy barrier." Mr. Nian murmured softly.

This is the truth of the world: knowing is easy, but doing is difficult. Knowing is one thing, and being able to do it is another.

Because of this, he was trapped in the desolate mountains for many years, almost exhausting himself but still unable to break the calamity.

Until recently, he saw Zhang Fan, Ji Fengting, and many other people...

Just a thought can affect these ordinary people, change their life trajectory and thus affect their destiny.

At this moment, Mr. Nian realized.

"Chu Chaoran, you are still a human being after all. As long as you are a human being, you are not invincible..."

"I can't break your thoughts, but sentient beings can..."

Mr. Nian whispered, and his originally empty and numb eyes suddenly showed a different kind of brilliance.

Rumble…

Mr. Nian took a step forward, and just as he reached the threshold of Jue Miao Temple, a violent shock spread around the Taoist temple.

His body seemed to be rubbed by an invisible force, and his shriveled and skinny torso actually produced dazzling sparks.

At this moment, if you observe with your soul, you can see that Jue Miao Guan is surrounded by a hazy light film, like bubbles, dreamy and illusory, with mottled glow.

As Mr. Nian took a step closer, the hazy bubbles gradually expanded, covering Juemiao Temple, Luohuang Mountain, and gradually Yujing City.

hum...

The invisible bubbles glow with colorful rays of light, mottled and changing, bizarre and strange.

At this moment, all living creatures in Yujing City, from mosquitoes, rats and ants to humans and animals, were immersed in a mysterious wave, and their emotions fluctuated violently.

It's like the perception of animals before a natural disaster, or like the upset a woman feels before her period comes.

At this moment, thoughts are flying and ideas are jumping.

Everyone's obsession suddenly grew and magnified invisibly.

As long as one is a human being in this world, he or she will have obsessions.

Lou Hechuan stood in the courtyard of the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance, as if he saw himself entering Shangjing and taking charge of the entire Taoist Alliance.

In Taoyuan Square, in the dark, Yu Fu was feeding the fish in the fish tank. He seemed to have returned to Sichuan, to that great river...

Jiang Hu was drinking in the bar, looking at the crystal liquid in the glass, as if he saw Maoshan...

……

At this moment, countless people saw their own obsessions and had different ideas.

In the abandoned building, Fang Changle was also in a daze, not in the present, and he saw another scene in his eyes.

"Lao Fang... Lao Fang..." Zhang Fan called out twice, but there was no response at all.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he felt vaguely uneasy. He walked to the collapsed wall and looked outside the building. With his soul, he saw a huge "bubble" covering the sky above Yujing City...

At this time, countless small bubbles continued to fly up from all over Yujing City. In comparison, these small bubbles were also large and small, with different colors. They became more and more numerous, and flew higher and higher...

Finally, countless small bubbles reached a certain number and actually burst the huge bubble.

boo...

A soft sound passed through Zhang Fan's heart. His expression suddenly changed and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Luohuang Mountain.

A terrifying aura rose into the sky and filled the entire Yujing City.

"The world is like a knife!"

"Finally escaped."

In the desolate mountain, the terrifying young man, the deputy leader of the Wuwei Sect who was ranked among the top five in the world, finally escaped. He took a step forward and walked out of the Juemiao Temple that seemed like a cage.

call……

Mr. Nian took a deep breath. The air in the mountains seemed so sweet that it actually filled up his dry and withered body.

Once upon a time, he had forgotten the taste of freedom, forgotten the sky, forgotten the earth, and forgotten the hustle and bustle of the world.

"I'm leaving."

Suddenly, Mr. Nian didn't even turn his head, as if he was talking to the air.

Under the dim moonlight, a figure walked out of the dense forest. It was Bai Bu Ran.

"Are you here to see me off or to stop me?" Mr. Nian turned around, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and looked at Bai Bu Ran with a smile.

"If I die, can I stop you?" Bai Bu Ran said lightly.

"No." Mr. Nian chuckled.

"I know." Bai Bu Ran remained silent.

"Seeing you reminded me of the days in Zhenwu Mountain..." Mr. Nian said sadly.

Bai Bu Ran's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the man in front of him who was both his teacher and friend. It was as if a great demon had emerged, but his mood was extremely complicated.

"When we meet again in the future, I can spare your life three times, and that will settle the relationship between you and me."

Bai Bu Ran was stunned and dazed. At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to Zhenwu Mountain.

That night, it was snowing heavily. They were in the back mountain, discussing the great way of cultivation and the romantic life.
Mr. Nian looked at Bai Bu Ran, and a rare hint of tenderness emerged in his indifferent eyes.

"I will only tell the joy of water, bamboo, mist and rain to the wind, flowers, snow and moon."

At this moment, Mr. Nian shouted loudly, leaped up, and disappeared into the barren mountains, disappearing between the vast sky and earth.

(End of this chapter)