Pure Yang!

Chapter 224 Cui Hanyi, the invincible immortal hand! The world's number one demon

There are many strange mountains in Sichuan and Shu, with steep ridges and towering cliffs, making crossing the river dangerous.

The sky is clear and blue, and the bright stars are reflected on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

All sounds come from the mountains, and one star is in the water.

By the lake, a figure sat cross-legged on a bluestone, letting the night wind whistle and the fallen leaves fly. He was like a living dead, with life still there but all thoughts gone.

At this moment, there was even a faint fragrance floating around the figure. In the distance, in the dense woods, a colorful tiger looked at the figure with flickering eyes, revealing an incomparable piety, as if protecting it.

"Junior brother, your cultivation has improved again."

At this moment, an old voice resounded under the dark moonlight, revealing a hint of sigh and relief.

call……

At the same time, the figure sitting cross-legged on the bluestone slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, his body seemed to be filled with infinite light, illuminating the dark night.

The whole body is filled with fragrance, and the empty room is filled with whiteness!
This is the highest realm of Taoist practice, and only those with great supernatural powers can experience this vision.

"At this point, it is extremely difficult to improve even a little bit. No wonder Master said that you have a demon-like talent and can kill the world's geniuses."

Roar……

Suddenly, a tiger roar rang out, shaking the mountains and forests.

Under the moonlight, an old man in Taoist robes walked slowly towards them, holding a whisk in his hand. He was thin, with very high cheekbones and a unique face. Although he was old and gray, his eyes were bright, like a bright lamp in the dark night, shining with a different kind of brilliance.

Behind the tall and thin Taoist priest, there was a fat Taoist priest with an oily face and a fiery red eyebrow, just like a single red light.

"Master, how come you have time to come here today?"

The figure sitting cross-legged on the bluestone spoke. His eyes were dim, but he did not look at the two people coming towards him. His mind was drawn to the vast mountains and swamps.

Even though the person walking towards him was the current head of Qingcheng Mountain, Qianji Taoist, Qianjizi.

"Cui Hanyi..."

Seeing this, the fat Taoist priest next to him showed displeasure on his face. Just as he was about to speak, Qianjizi raised his hand to stop him.

"Junior brother, you have been guarding the entrance to this [Demon Town] for nearly ten years. How long will you continue to guard it?" Qianjizi held a whisk in his hand and spoke softly.

"Wait until he comes!" Cui Hanyi said lightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Qianjizi raised his eyebrows and his expression became slightly gloomy.

"This obsession alone is like entering the devil's way, and is gradually moving away from the pure Yang Wuji."

"Pure Yang Wuji?" Cui Hanyi sneered, "There have been so many people seeking immortality in ancient times, but how many of them have achieved Pure Yang?"

"She's gone now, so there's no point in living forever."

At this point, a look of loneliness emerged on Cui Hanyi's face, like the bleakness of the world and the eternal frost.

"Master's expectations of you have been wasted." The chubby Taoist said coldly.

Cui Hanyi remained silent, as if he didn't hear anything. He seemed to be out of tune with this world, immersed in the emotions that kept growing and spreading.

It stands to reason that for a cultivator to have such strong emotions, it is not a good thing, as his cultivation will regress in no time.

However, Cui Hanyi's breath filled the mountains and rivers, as if it had merged into one with the sky and the earth.

"There's no end to your waiting like this, and that person may not come." Qianjizi said in a deep voice.

"He is the number one monster in the world. The Taoist Sanshi took him away from here back then. One day, he will come back to this land of monsters..." Cui Hanyi said with great determination.

At this moment, the chubby Taoist priest just realized that the person his brilliant junior brother was waiting for was the number one demon in the world...

The King of Hate!!!

"This is her last wish. I want to ask her questions in person." A rare tenderness appeared on Cui Hanyi's face.

"That witch Li Linglong has polluted the incense of my Qingcheng Mountain. I don't know how many men she has slept with in secret. She is so despicable..." The fat Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.

Rumble…

Before he finished speaking, the earth shook.

A terrifying aura rose into the sky, like the flow of immortal light and the eternal red clouds, and it turned into a giant palm, crossing the sky and slapping towards the fat Taoist priest.

"Invincible Immortal Hand!?"

The chubby Taoist's expression suddenly changed, and Qianjizi was also moved.

That is the supreme Taoist method of Qingcheng. No one has been able to master it since the founder passed it down.

At this moment, the starlight in the sky was shattered, the vast blue sky was boundless, and the mirror-like lake surface was rippling with thousands of layers of ripples.

The wind is still, the mountains are silent, and no one is returning in the misty clouds.

boom……

A huge palm came across and fell with a loud bang, like thunder from the sky falling on the earth.

The chubby Taoist priest let out a scream and flew sideways, crashing into the depths of the dense forest, knocking down one ancient tree after another and stirring up smoke and dust into the sky.

"Junior brother..." Qianjizi saw it, and his old eyes suddenly froze.

“Brother, you should be thankful that he came with you today.” Cui Hanyi said calmly, “Otherwise, based on what he just said, he deserves to die.”

"You haven't lost any of your skills in the past ten years." Qianjizi said meaningfully, "You've even mastered the Invincible Immortal Hand."

"If it were ten years ago..."

"If it was ten years ago, she wouldn't have died." Cui Hanyi interrupted Qianjizi's words: "Back then, you deliberately led me to Shangjing..."

"I said this is a coincidence, do you believe it?" Qianjizi said lightly.

"Whether it's a coincidence or not is not important anymore." Cui Hanyi's voice became extremely cold.

"Han Yi, you are our disciple from Qingcheng Mountain after all."

“People, carrying too much will become shackles. How can they escape the shackles when they are walking forward?” Cui Hanyi murmured softly as he looked at the vast starry sky.

call……

At this moment, a fat Taoist rushed out from the forest, his clothes were torn, his body was stained with blood, his face was as pale as paper, and the bright red between his eyebrows was about to fade away.

“Cui Hanyi, you actually used your invincible immortal hand against me!?” the chubby Taoist said viciously.

Just that one move just now had knocked him down a level.

This is the terrifying and mysterious aspect of this method.

"Chang Tieliu, when Master was here, I never treated you as a dish. Now that Master has been dead for so many years, can I still spoil you?"

Cui Hanyi said calmly: "If you dare to lie again, you will go and accompany the master."

"you……"

Chang Tieliu's chubby face trembled violently. His eyes flickered. He hid behind Qianjizi, but did not dare to say another word.

Because he knew that this madman could do what he said.

The most terrifying person in the world is not the one with a high level of cultivation, but the one who has no worries.

Once such a person gets ruthless, there is nothing he dare not do.

“Brother, if there is nothing else, you may leave.” Cui Hanyi ordered them to leave. His eyes swept across the clear blue lake and looked at the endless mountains and swamps.

"The two little guys Qinglai and Tingzhu were killed in Yujing City." Qianjizi suddenly changed the subject.

He looked up, but Cui Hanyi didn't respond at all, as if he didn't hear it.

"They were defeated by a young man."

Qianjizi continued, but Cui Hanyi still did not respond.

"That young man's name is Zhang Fan."

"Your surname is Zhang!?" A ripple appeared in Cui Hanyi's calm eyes.

"There is no such person among the younger generations of the various Taoist sects, but the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance said..."

"He is a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain. At such a young age, he has already achieved high level of martial arts. He has a bright future." Qianjizi said meaningfully.

"Those two little fellows haven't even achieved high-level cultivation yet, and they've already brought shame upon themselves by going down the mountain." Cui Hanyi spoke.

"Brother, why do you have to take care of such a small matter? I'm afraid the incense offerings at Qingcheng Mountain will be cut off."

"You..." Chang Tieliu's eyes widened, and he was about to say something, but immediately shut up.

"Of course I won't care about the fights between the younger generations, but they lost the [Black Sword Umbrella], which is a magic weapon from Qingcheng Mountain and cannot be left outside." Qianjizi said in a deep voice.

"It's true that each generation is worse than the previous one." Cui Hanyi said indifferently.

"You also sacrificed and refined the [Black Umbrella Sword] in the past. This magical weapon has been used to great effect in your hands. You should be able to recall it." Qianjizi explained the purpose of this trip. "Brother, you can go now."

"Um!?"

"Whoever lost face should get it back." Cui Hanyi said calmly, "I won't get involved in these rotten things."

"You are not..." Chang Tieliu couldn't help but say.

"Let's go."

Qianjizi raised his hand to interrupt and looked at Cui Hanyi deeply.

He knew that what his junior fellow apprentice had decided was irreversible and could not be changed no matter what.

The world was vast and the mountains were lonely. Cui Hanyi was the only one standing in front of the Bi Bo Lake. A gentle light flickered in his hand. It turned out to be a jade pendant with the word "Linglong" engraved on it.

He held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, as if he was holding the most important treasure in his life.

……

Yujing City, Taoyuan Square.

Seventeenth floor, dark at night.

22:17 pm.

At this time, Zhang Fan had already received news from Chunsheng that the identities of Xu Qinglai and Lan Tingzhu had been confirmed and they had been released.

After all, they are disciples of Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain is one of the ten major Taoist sects in the world. It is the founding elder of the Taoist Alliance and has great say.

"Be careful. The disciples of Qingcheng Mountain are not easy to deal with. You have taken their magic weapons. This grudge has been made. They will come back sooner or later."

Sui Chunsheng reminded on the phone.

"Don't worry, I know." Zhang Fan greeted.

"Dad's dad is a monster, dad's mom is a monster..."

He had just hung up the call with Sui Chunsheng when another call came in.

When Zhang Fan looked at the caller ID, it was Fang Changle.

"Hey……"

"I heard that you encountered trouble in Yujing City?" Fang Changle's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You are well-informed." Zhang Fan was a little surprised.

He had been in Yujing City, and had been fighting with the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain for less than three hours, but Fang Changle had already heard the news.

"Have the people from Qingcheng Mountain been released?" Fang Changle asked.

"Hmm!" Zhang Fan hummed softly.

"Their hands are really long enough..." Fang Changle's voice was chilled.

"Don't worry, I'll be back in the next two days. This is Jiangnan, not Sichuan..."

“No matter how long your arms are, they can’t create any waves.”

"Tsk tsk, quite domineering." Zhang Fan laughed.

Maoshan Mountain and Qingcheng Mountain are both among the ten famous Taoist mountains in the world, but their bases are one in the south of the Yangtze River and the other in Sichuan.

Fang Changle naturally has this confidence.

Just like Zhang Fan said, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. No matter how arrogant the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain are, they have to learn to keep a low profile when they arrive in Jiangnan Province.

"This is our home. Don't be afraid. I will help you if anything happens." Fang Changle said without hesitation.

Compared with the older generation, the younger generation is full of energy and their bloodiness has not yet been restrained.

Because of this, the change of each era is not only a competition among young people, but also a collision between the young and the old.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. I'm not the kind of person who causes trouble." Zhang Fan chuckled.

"..."

"You can do whatever you want, but you have to be careful. Qingcheng Mountain has a long heritage, and if there is any trick, it will be hard to guard against," Fang Changle reminded.

"I see."

Zhang Fan nodded, exchanged a few words of greeting, and then hung up the phone.

Now, Fang Changle was completely tied to the same boat with him.

Just like the plan set by Zhao Jiexuan, he tried his best to win over and recruit the descendants of the ten major Taoist sects.

Fang Changle from Mount Mao, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang from Mount Laojun, Xia Weisheng from Mount Zhenwu...

The forces around Zhang Fan are growing stronger and stronger.

hum...

At this moment, the sound of a door being pushed open attracted Zhang Fan's attention.

Under the dim light, Yu Fu walked into the office.

"Are you still in the company?" Yu Fu was stunned when he saw Zhang Fan.

"I'm waiting for you."

Zhang Fan looked at Yu Fu meaningfully.

"Old Yu, shouldn't you also explain this to me?"

Yu Fu was silent for a moment, then said, "I know that if you provoke Qingcheng Mountain for no reason, it will be troublesome."

"I have been very grateful for your care since I turned 18. It would be rude of me to say such things."

"Besides, those two little Karamis are not a problem at all." Zhang Fan shook his head.

"You don't understand...the trouble is yet to come."

Yu Fu looked solemn as he walked to the fish tank in the company's feng shui location. He slowly stretched out his hand and covered the glass wall of the fish tank.

At this moment, Zhang Fan saw layers of dense and fine scales growing on Lao Yu's arm. The fish in the fish tank all rushed over and hovered around Lao Yu's hand.

"I am a demon..."

It was a simple sentence, and there wasn't much surprise, but when it came out of Lao Yu's mouth, Zhang Fan still didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I was originally just a river carp in the Linqu River in Sichuan." There was no emotion on Yu Fu's face, but there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"The world is vast, with billions of living beings. Those who can become spirits and monsters are all destined by fate." Yu Fu sighed: "Not to mention those who can become monsters..."

"Originally, I didn't have such a blessing. Perhaps I would have become a dish on the human table like other river carp."

Having said that, a self-deprecating smile emerged on Yu Fu's face, with a hint of coldness in it.

"That year, I had just developed some intelligence when I was caught by a fisherman who made a living on the water..."

At daybreak, fishmongers from nearby fish farms came to the riverside to select goods.

"I was thrown into a wooden basin, waiting to be picked by passing vendors."

"It seemed that fate had already written its ending, but at this moment... a man passed by and bought me for fifteen dollars..."

Having said this, Yu Fu paused for a moment, with gratitude evident on his face.

"To this day, I still remember his appearance, a very energetic young man wearing a black jacket and black sunglasses..."

“Neither braised nor steamed… He let me go.”

Zhang Fan didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

"He said that I have three noble qualities, not in the present, but in the future..."

"Is that person from Taoism? Three noble auras? What does that mean?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"What it means is that in the distant future, I will meet three noble people, and my destiny will be different because of them." Yu Fu murmured softly.

"Who is this person? How can he be able to glimpse into the secrets of heaven and see the distant future?" Zhang Fan was quite surprised.

This level of cultivation is feared by gods and ghosts.

Yu Fu looked at Zhang Fan expressionlessly and whispered softly.

"He said...his name is King Yan!"

(End of this chapter)