Pure Yang!

Chapter 223: Qingcheng Mountain Magical Weapon! A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake

The fog surged, the wind grew violently into waves, crushing three parts of the moonlight and disturbing seven parts of my sorrowful heart.

The tense atmosphere suddenly froze, and everyone's attention was attracted by the creaking shared bicycles.

"drop……"

"You have locked the car, and the car has been returned successfully!"

Zhang Fan parked the car on the side of the road, and then walked straight towards the Five Spirits Rainbow Light.

"Lao Yu, what are you doing? Take it, get in the car and go back quickly."

Zhang Fan glanced at the mist surging around Yu Fu, raised his eyebrows, and patted the hood of Wuling Hongguang's car, signaling him to get in.

"..."

Yu Fu had a strange expression on his face and subconsciously looked towards the two Taoists from Qingcheng Mountain, remaining silent.

"Insanity!"

At this moment, Lan Tingzhu shouted loudly, looked at Zhang Fan in some surprise, and a trace of anger gradually crept onto his face.

Beside him, Xu Qinglai said nothing, but his face had turned cold.

They were disciples of Mount Qingcheng, here to subdue demons and monsters, but the man in front of them "had two eggs under his eyebrows, could only blink but not look", and treated them as if they were air and simply passed them by.

Such frivolous behavior is simply disrespectful to them and to Qingcheng Mountain.

"Who are you? The crab is extending its claws, are you walking sideways? Can't you see that the Taoist priest is subduing the demon?"

Lan Tingzhu's temple throbbed violently and he cursed at Zhang Fan.

"Master Dao? Where are you from?" Zhang Fan turned around, looked at the two people in front of him, and said lightly.

"Qingcheng Mountain!" Lanting Zhu said loudly, with a hint of pride in his voice.

Zhang Fan remained silent for a while before he said, "Old Yu, don't attack. Step back."

At this time, Zhang Fan vaguely knew why Bai Buran did not allow Lao Yu to set foot in Sichuan. It seemed that he still had a grudge with Qingcheng Mountain.

"Zhang Fan, they are disciples from Qingcheng Mountain, you don't have to..." Yu Fu's brows trembled slightly, and he reminded in a low voice.

Qingcheng Mountain is one of the ten most famous Taoist mountains in the world. It is also the place where Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism, passed away. Its status is extraordinary.

Naturally, he didn't want Zhang Fan to get involved in this mess for no reason, causing trouble for Qingcheng Mountain and bringing about fatal disaster.

"So he is your accomplice!?" Lan Tingzhu shouted coldly, his knife-like eyes fixed on Zhang Fan.

"Since we are going together, then come back with me."

Xu Qinglai's words sounded faintly, revealing unquestionable majesty. At the same time, the silver bell on the oil-paper umbrella in his hand swayed gently, making a crisp sound.

clang... clang... clang...

The sound was like ripples in the water, taking shape in everyone's minds, slowly spreading from far to near.

"follow me."

Just when everyone was distracted, Xu Qinglai appeared in front of Zhang Fan like a breeze. There was no fluctuation in his indifferent eyes, as if all this was natural.

"The bell disturbs the soul, good Taoism!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice sounded faintly.

Xu Qinglai's eyes trembled, and he looked intently, and saw that Zhang Fan's gaze was extremely clear and lucid, as if the bell sound that was enough to confuse a person's soul was nothing special to his ears.

"Senior brother..."

Almost at the same time, Lan Tingzhu screamed in shock and suddenly reminded.

hum...

Xu Qinglai's clothes were shaking and he rose up without wind. It seemed that an invisible force was dragging him backwards.

"Give me an inch, and I will give you a foot."

Rumble…

At this moment, Zhang Fan moved. He was like the dark demon of the night, pressing down on him. His terrifying aura was overwhelming, and a big hand had already fallen on Xu Qinglai's face.

"you……"

Between his fingers, Xu Qinglai's eyes widened, finally no longer as calm as before, and there was a hint of shock in the sudden waves.

"Bone Arrow!"

Suddenly, a burst of sound of breaking wind and leaving the bow burst out, attacking from behind the forehead.
The sound is like a tiger's roar, and the momentum is as fast as an arrow!
In the shattering gale, a white arrow was aimed at Zhang Fan. Its entire body seemed to be made of white bones, with a bronze luster. Blood was surging on its surface, like a blooming flower, and the desolation dyed the frosty sky.

Lacquer ashes, bone powder, cinnabar sand, and sad ancient blood that turns into bronze flowers.

Rumble…

In a flash, the bone arrow was already close. Its unparalleled force tore through the wind around Zhang Fan, and the mysterious sound it created shook his soul.

call……

Suddenly, Zhang Fan raised his other hand abruptly, and true fire surged in his hand, attached to his palm like a glove, and he actually held the arrow tightly.

bang bang bang...

The bone arrow vibrated and rubbed in Zhang Fan's hand, creating dazzling sparks that flew everywhere.

"Forged from the bones of a tiger demon...what a magical weapon!"

Zhang Fan's eyes sparkled, and he could tell at a glance that this [Bone Arrow] was extraordinary.

This arrow is not made of ordinary bones, it roars like a tiger in the mountains and forests to calm the soul.

Its material is extraordinary. It is made from the bones of fierce mountain tigers that have become demons, and is refined using Taoist mystical methods. It can both kill the body and calm the spirit.

"You're not even a high-ranking official, yet you dare to show off in front of me?"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and suddenly a huge force appeared in his palm. The true fire rushed out like a roar, crushing the bone arrow to pieces with a mighty force.

The tiger's roar stopped abruptly, blood gushed out, and the white bone essence surged like a countercurrent, passing through Zhang Fan's body.

This scene was so shocking that Lan Tingzhu's face suddenly changed and he subconsciously took a step back.

boom……

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan's big hand dropped, pressed Xu Qinglai, and slammed him to the ground. The latter flew several feet away, creating a huge deep pit and stirring up smoke and dust into the sky.

"This...who is this person?"

In the distance, Lan Tingzhu's eyes trembled, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

He ignored the sound of Xu Qinglai's chaotic bell and counterattacked violently, even destroying his sudden bone arrow. Such means and such tyranny gave Lan Tingzhu too much shock.

Even though he was a disciple of Mount Qingcheng, at this moment, his nerves were in a mess and his face was pale.

"How could there be such a master in Yujing City? At such a young age, with such a high level of cultivation, he must be a high-level martial artist."

Lan Zhuting's mind was full of thoughts and he was trembling with fear.

However, before he had time to think about it carefully, Zhang Fan cast a sharp gaze at him.

"Don't... don't come over..." Lan Tingzhu's face trembled and he subconsciously stepped back.

hum...

At this moment, a roar rose into the sky, and a terrifying breath rose from the deep pit, clearing the diffuse smoke and dust.

"I didn't expect that the evil beast actually found a helper..."

Xu Qinglai took a step forward as fast as flying, and slowly opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

"In that case, you should be executed together with him!"

Just as he finished speaking, the old oil-paper umbrella finally opened, and a burst of piercing sound rushed in, and a roar filled everyone's ears.

This is a sound with a very special frequency.

Zhang Fan looked down and saw that his clothes seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible force at some point.

"Sword in the umbrella!"

hum...

Xu Qinglai turned the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the dark, oily ribs shook violently, and the strange sound came again.

In an instant, cracks appeared on the ground, as if it was torn apart by an extremely terrifying sharp blade, which rushed towards Zhang Fan from far away and near.

"His umbrella is a magic weapon from Qingcheng Mountain, made from the wing bones of a bat monster." In the distance, Lao Yu's face suddenly changed and he reminded in a lost voice.

bang bang bang...

The ground cracked and the road seemed to be deformed by a strange force. Flying stones splashed in all directions and the invisible force quickly reached Zhang Fan.

"Big Flame Sword!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan's chest heaved violently, and he exhaled a breath. True fire appeared in the mysterious void, and a huge flaming sword suddenly appeared in his thought.

Rumble…

The huge blade was more than seven feet long, and the real fire was burning brightly and radiantly. The terrifying temperature caused the surrounding air to distort rapidly. Under such high temperature and high pressure, the invisible sword energy generated by the sword in the umbrella also evaporated and disintegrated.

"He broke the sword in the umbrella!?" Xu Qinglai's pupils suddenly contracted.

This was the magic weapon he specially asked for from his master before going down the mountain.

boom……

A huge flame slashed across, tearing a hideous crack in the ground.

Xu Qinglai's face trembled violently, and he subconsciously took several steps back.

At this moment, a broad palm pressed against his back. He turned his head suddenly with trembling eyes. He didn't know when Zhang Fan was standing behind him.

Zhang Fan raised his foot and kicked Xu Qinglai away. At the same time, one hand slid across the oil-paper umbrella like a loach and came straight over.

"My Black Sword Umbrella!"

Xu Qinglai fell heavily to the ground, looking at the precious umbrella in Zhang Fan's hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Senior Brother..." Lan Tingzhu hurried forward to support him.

"What? Your Black Sword Umbrella? Will it respond if you call it?" Zhang Fan held the old oil-paper umbrella and couldn't let it go.

Now he has reached a high level of martial arts, but apart from the Wei Ling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal which he almost uses as a tool to move bricks, he does not have a single genuine Taoist magic weapon.

Just now, he had also witnessed the power of this treasure, which was indeed extraordinary, with invisible sword energy, strange and domineering.

"That is the magic weapon of my Qingcheng Mountain." Xu Qinglai was furious.

Strictly speaking, this magic weapon does not belong to him, but was borrowed from the sect.

Taoist magic weapons cannot be refined casually. To achieve the perfect state, they require the efforts of several generations, incense and offerings, and are passed down from generation to generation. The longer they are, the more powerful they become.

Because of this, all the magical weapons of various mountains and sects are almost all passed down from ancestors, and are usually worshipped as ancestors.

Although this [Black Sword Umbrella] cannot be considered an ancient treasure, it is nearly a hundred years old.

"Your magic weapon?" Zhang Fan sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Even your life is not yours..."

As he spoke, he picked up the [Black Sword Umbrella] and walked towards Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu.

call……

At this moment, a car came from a distance. When it got closer, a group of people got out of the car. The leader was Sui Chunsheng, and there was Ma Buting who had not been seen for many days. Behind them were two accompanying staff members.

"People from the Jiangnan Provincial Road Alliance are here." Xu Qinglai looked at the car logo with a look of joy on his face, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Zhang Fan, why are you here?" Ma Buting walked over.

After the incident at the Zhang family's old house, Ma Buting also broke through to a high level of martial arts. However, later on, while tracking down the Wuwei demon, he was murdered and had his intestines ripped out, and he had to recuperate for two months.

Now, after recovering and being discharged from the hospital, he has lost two sizes less than before.

"You came at the right time. These two men pretended to be Taoist officials and robbed people in broad daylight. They even wanted to kill me." Zhang Fan reported the case.

"You...you..." Xu Qinglai was shaking with anger, pointing at Zhang Fan, unable to utter a word. After saying "you" for a long time, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"He was using our own words." Lan Tingzhu was furious.

"They are all noisy. Take them back first." Sui Chunsheng shouted in a deep voice.

"We are disciples of Qingcheng Mountain." Xu Qinglai gritted his teeth and said, "This man colluded with evildoers and committed murder in the street."

"Qingcheng Mountain!?"

Sui Chunsheng glanced at Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu with suspicion.

"Monster? Where did this monster come from?" Zhang Fan sneered.

"He's right here..."

Xu Qinglai turned his head and saw that there was nothing around the Five Spirits Rainbow Light, and there was no trace of Lao Yu.

"You said I was colluding with evildoers, and you are blinding your dog eyes."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and waved it in front of Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu. On the screen was a photo of a silk banner.

"Open your dog eyes and watch carefully. We are excellent workers of the Dao Sect... officially certified. Who among us is the evildoer?"

"You? An excellent worker?"

Xu Qinglai widened his eyes, unable to believe it. He suspected that the banner was a fake one that he bought on Taobao for 9.9 yuan with free shipping.

"If you have any questions, come back to the Taoist Alliance and talk to me." Sui Chunsheng raised his hand and stopped the two from arguing.

"Are you really from the Taoist Alliance?" Xu Qinglai became suspicious. He now even suspected that these Taoist Alliance staff were fake.

Snapped……

However, before Sui Chunsheng could reply, Zhang Fan raised his hand and slapped Xu Qinglai in the face, causing him to see stars.

"You are blind, and you still dare to question the Taoist Alliance." Zhang Fan said righteously.

"Brother, it's over." Sui Chunsheng lowered his head, pulled the corner of Zhang Fan's clothes, and said in a low voice.

"You...you...you are using violent law enforcement." Xu Qinglai covered his swollen cheek, pointed at Zhang Fan, and said hatefully.

"I am not a member of the Dao League and I don't have the power to enforce the law. How can I talk about violent law enforcement?"

"..."

Xu Qinglai was stunned.

"I just wanted to slap you!" Zhang Fan said frankly.

"Take it away...Take it back and talk about it later."

Sui Chunsheng waved his hand, and two staff members came forward, carrying Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu.

"My friend, I have something to say to you..."

At this moment, Xu Qinglai also calmed down. He looked at Zhang Fan with his eyes fixed.

"We will meet each other in the mountains and rivers, let's wait and see."

"Fellow Daoist, I also have something to say to you." Zhang Fan replied.

"What?" Xu Qinglai asked subconsciously.

"A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake."

"take away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu got on the car of the Jiangnan Provincial Road Alliance.

"What's going on?"

Sui Chunsheng pulled Zhang Fan aside and started asking questions.

"You can go back and interrogate him slowly." Zhang Fan said casually.

He knew that once they arrived at the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance, the identities of Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu could be quickly confirmed, and there would be no need for him to lie in front of Sui Chunsheng.

"Should I go back and record your statement?"

"No need, we are all family. If you need me, I will provide door-to-door service." Sui Chunsheng asked politely, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"No, I have a car."

Zhang Fan pointed at the Five Spirits Rainbow Light in the distance.

After a while, Zhang Fan watched the Jiangnan Provincial Road Alliance's car leave. He slowly turned around, took out his cell phone, and dialed Lao Yu's number.

……

That night, a phone call came from Yujing City to Qingcheng Mountain!
(End of this chapter)