Pure Yang!

Chapter 261 Life grows in separation! Zhang Wang and Qin Daoyuan
Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

Zhang Fan looked at the former genius of the Qin family in front of him. He could vaguely see a few white hairs in his loose black hair.

This man, who could be considered an elder at this age, actually didn't ask about the safety of the Qin family, but asked about his mother instead! ?

"my mother!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes widened as he stared at Qin Wangsun, his expression gradually becoming strange.

He vaguely knew that more than 20 years ago, his mother and Qin Wangsun had a feud. The two fought several battles in Huizhou Province and were almost evenly matched.

At that time, Qin Wangsun had already awakened his supernatural powers. According to the memories that Zhang Fan saw, he had even seen a thousand-year-old demon and received his guidance, so he was slightly superior to Li Linglong. If Zhang Lingzong had not appeared out of nowhere, it would have been hard to predict whether he would suffer a disaster or not.

"Sleeping together for more than 20 years? He's still holding a grudge? That's not right. If he's holding a grudge, he should be looking for my dad." Zhang Fan murmured in his heart, but on the surface he shook his head helplessly.

"Is she not well?" Qin Wangsun said in a deep voice.

"She's gone." Zhang Fan sighed.

"Gone? What does gone mean?" Qin Wangsun raised his eyebrows and his voice suddenly became sharp.

"Senior, she is already dead. No matter what grudge you have with her, I..."

Rumble…

Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, a terrifying aura rose from Qin Wangsun's body. It roared like a startled dragon and shook like thunder. It actually caused the surrounding cliffs to shake, the forests to shudder, and a cloud of sky to spread above his head.

"Senior, you..." Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly, and he immediately felt the might of the Zhai Shou realm, which was as vast as the divine prison.

"Dead? You said she was dead? How could she die? How could she die?" Qin Wangsun roared in shock, and the wind was so strong that it was like a knife, causing broken rocks from the surrounding rock walls to fall.

"She died ten years ago. I was still young at that time and I don't know the specific circumstances." Zhang Fan shook his head.

His soul was not yet complete, and he only had a vague idea of ​​what happened at the foot of Longhu Mountain ten years ago. He couldn't tell Qin Wangsun the story Zhang Lingzong had told him...

He died in a car accident. The other party must have been driving under the influence!
Xiao, a tall and handsome man, died in a car accident. If you tell others about it, no one would believe it. It's just a joke.

"Where is Zhang Lingzong? That loser couldn't even protect her?" Qin Wangsun growled.

His eyes were red and filled with anger, and emotions of anger and sadness intertwined and spread within that body.

"My father is now in Ailao Mountain. Senior, would you like to talk to him and ask me how my mother died?" Zhang Fan said weakly.

To be honest, he also wanted to know this.

"Ailao Mountain..."

Qin Wangsun murmured softly, he looked up at the sky, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and a complex and strange look appeared in his deep eyes.

"Water is unpredictable, flowers have their end, we will meet again, but life grows in separation..."

Suddenly, King Qin's grandson raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl. His voice sounded like neither crying nor laughing. Strong emotions filled his heart, and it seemed as if the heaven and earth were infected by it at this moment.

Then, he leaped up like a roc into the sky, jumped off the cliff, and disappeared from Zhang Fan's sight.

"He's crazy. What did my mother do to him?" Zhang Fan's expression became more and more strange.

He knew too little about his parents' past. He couldn't be sure if such a top master would suddenly appear one day and he wouldn't be able to tell whether he was a friend or an enemy.

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, a loud shout came from a distance. Zhang Fan looked up and saw Fang Changle rushing over, with another figure following closely beside him. It was Senior Brother Yu Hua, whom he had met once in Yujing City.

"Senior Brother Yu Hua..." Zhang Fan stepped forward to greet him.

On that day, at the Jiangnan Province Taoist Alliance, although he and the other party only had a brief meeting, he benefited a lot from listening to him talk about the nine great inner alchemy methods.

It has only been such a short time and the two of them met again in Huizhou Province. It can be seen that their fate is not shallow.

"The bloody mountain is a place of great disaster for the Taoists." Yu Hua glanced at the scene and knew that this place was dangerous just now. There must have been many fierce battles. There was even the smell of the same kind lingering in the air...

That is a master at the Zhaishou level!!!

"Senior Brother Yu Hua, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon." Zhang Fan whispered.

"I came here specially from Maoshan." Yu Hua said in a deep voice.

"I have already told my senior brother the whole story." Fang Changle winked.

"The zodiac sign of this generation... has indeed been born." Yu Hua looked solemn and murmured softly.

In the version told by Fang Changle, the instigator of all this was of course Ren Xiao. After all, he was a useless demon and certainly didn't mind the number of lives he had on his hands, whether seventy, eighty or ninety.

Besides, as the leader of the Thirteen Zodiac Signs, Fang Changle's frame-up was tantamount to making him famous in disguise and adding to his prestige in the Wuwei Sect. He should thank Fang Changle, and it would not be an exaggeration to present him with a banner.

"You guys are really causing trouble. You should never, ever, get involved in this kind of thing." Yu Hua said in a deep voice, looking at the mess on the ground.

"Brother, it is our duty to eliminate evil and defend justice..." Fang Changle said righteously.

"Okay, there's no outsider here, who are you telling it to?" Yu Hua glanced at him and interrupted Fang Changle.

"Did you know that someone is dead?"

"Those who died are not ordinary people, so the head of the Qin family is fine..." Yu Hua said in a deep voice.

"Song Yunqi and Ji Huanshan are both members of the Divine Power Association. Their divine powers are God-given, and they can affect the balance between life and death."

All things are created by nature, and there is some invisible cycle between life and death.

Just like dead leaves falling, they turn into nutrients in the soil and nurture new roots, and this cycle continues endlessly.

Supernatural powers are gifts from heaven. After death, they will produce invisible influences, layer upon layer, like the operation of heaven, which is difficult to fathom.

Such impact is extremely far-reaching.

Because of this, the Taoist sect regards Ming Shenshou, the master of the Crimson Palace, as a serious threat. After Meng Qinghuan's death that day, they mobilized a large number of troops and sent an investigation team south to Yujing City. Even the deputy master of Baihe Temple, Huo Fawang, secretly followed them.

Now, Song Yunqi and Ji Huanshan died here, the Dao League will definitely be shaken, who knows what kind of changes will happen! ?

As for Qin Ming...

"This Qin Ming is the designated successor of Qiyun Mountain. I have seen him before. He has good fortune and is not a bird in a cage." Yu Hua said in a deep voice.

"You should know that Qiyun Mountain just lost a direct disciple not long ago."

Zhang Fan knew that Senior Brother Yu Hua was talking about Meng Qinghuan, who had also awakened his God-given magical powers. He had his heart ripped out alive in front of him.

This kind of disciple is treated as a treasure even in the ten most famous Taoist sects in the world.

Meng Qinghuan died before the 77th day of mourning passed.

Now, the designated successor Qin Ming is also dead.

"If he's dead, he's dead. It has nothing to do with us." Fang Changle said casually.

"Stupid!" Yu Hua glared.

"The head of Qiyun Mountain is well-known for being domineering and protective of his people. Now that their family's heir is dead, but you are still alive and well, can you say that it has nothing to do with you?" Yu Hua said in a deep voice.

"Master of Qiyun Mountain?" Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He had vaguely heard that the headmaster of Qiyun Mountain was called [Mo Ranchen], and he was of a very high seniority and experience among the Taoist sects in the world. He was considered to be a contemporary of Jiang Wansui, the head of Baihe Temple. "What are you talking about?" Fang Changle stared, "Isn't this unreasonable?"

"Talk about reason? Who are you talking to? You don't even have the qualifications to speak in front of that person." Yu Hua couldn't help but shook her head.

"Brother, have you lost your mind due to your practice? Truths are never taught with words."

There was a trace of solemnity in Yu Hua's eyes. He had heard many legends about the headmaster of Mount Qiyun in Maoshan.

It is said that when Mo Ranchen was young, he once hid his identity and practiced in an unknown Taoist temple. It turned out that there was a nest of yellow-skinned rats hiding in the back mountain of the temple that had transformed into monsters. As a result, he killed the nest of yellow-skinned rats and burned down the Taoist temple. The Taoists were either killed, injured, or escaped.

"It's almost like a demon." Zhang Fan listened and couldn't help but be amazed.

"Brother, can such a person be..." Before Fang Changle could finish his words, he was stopped by Yu Hua with a sharp look.

"The ten famous Taoist mountains in the world have orderly inheritance and their own laws. How can one become the head of a mountain? You can't be an ordinary person. You can't talk nonsense."

"There are no outsiders here." Fang Changle laughed dryly.

"Let's leave here first. The Huizhou Provincial Alliance will handle the aftermath." Yu Hua said in a deep voice.

There was such a big commotion at Fangya Mountain, and so many people died. It won't be long before the people of Huizhou Provincial Alliance will realize that they may have to deal with them for a long time.

"Senior Brother, the Qin family..." Fang Changle said in a deep voice.

The Qin family, after all, is a family of Xuanmen. Their ancestors produced a figure of the level of Heavenly Master. They have extensive connections and a great influence in Huizhou Province.

"Qin family!?" Yu Hua pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

"The Qin family is finished!"

The inheritance of a mountain, a clan, and a family depends on the continuous offerings of incense and the endless supply of talented people.

Most of the Qin family's troops were killed, Qin Ming died, and King Qin also died.

Such a family is destined to have no future.

"Fangfang Mountain, I'm afraid I will never come to such a place again in my lifetime."

Zhang Fan looked back and the figure of the human figure appeared in his mind. When their eyes met, the familiar feeling lingered in his heart again and could not be shaken off.

Half an hour later, a large group of people from the Huizhou Provincial Dao League arrived in a mighty force and immediately blocked the entire Liaoya Mountain.

After all, the appearance of the Monkey and the Human Zodiac at the same time is a big event. Not only Fangshan Mountain, but also the main transportation arteries, high-speed railways, airports and other entrances and exits of Annan City have been strictly inspected.

……

Late at night.

The Qin family mansion had already been in chaos, and the top members of the family had already received a notice from Huizhou Province. For them, this was not only bad news, but also a death warrant for the family.

After all, the Qin family has flourished in Huizhou Province and has relied on Qiyun Mountain for many years. Although it appears prosperous on the surface, it is also dangerous and turbulent in secret, and it is unknown how many opponents and enemies it has provoked.

Today, most of the clan’s strength has been lost, and they are leaderless. Even Qin Ming, the link with Qiyun Mountain, died in Fangya Mountain.

This was an unbearable blow to the Qin family. It wouldn't be long before they would be completely divided up by their dormant enemies.

"What's the matter now? With so many people dead, King Qin is simply the sinner of our Qin family."

"What's the point of saying this now? Both father and son died in Fang Mountain. The most urgent thing is to think of how to make amends."

"Remedy? This is already a disaster that has leaked out of the sky, how can it be remedied? Let's ask Qiyun Mountain for help. Considering the relationship between incense and incense, maybe my Qin family can be saved."

"Does the Qin family still have value in the eyes of Qiyun Mountain? Perhaps they will consider the relationship between the Qin family and the people and protect the safety of the family, but it is impossible to continue the prosperity."

"The Qin family is finished. We are ashamed of our ancestors... Please preserve the incense. As long as we are alive, there is still hope."

In the meeting hall, the top leaders of the Qin family worked all night long, as if they saw the building about to collapse.

After a night of debate, the tone for the Qin family's future was finally set. Closing down and lying dormant was the only way to preserve their lives. All industries and foundations were taken over, and the disciples were divided into three groups, each going to other areas to preserve the fire.

In fact, this is also what the Longhu Zhang family did after the great calamity in the Taoist sect.

Nan Zhang and Bei Zhang also originated from this.

It was a dark and windy night, and the Qin family mansion was brightly lit.

Everyone is busy, busy leaving this old place, busy running towards that glimmer of hope.

As long as they are still alive, there will be a day to revive the Qin family.

At this moment, in the huge courtyard, there was only one child sitting cross-legged under a big tree, looking up at the tree with withered leaves in a daze.

"Why are you still here?"

At this moment, a contemptuous voice came from behind.

Qin Daoyuan looked back and saw a young man walking towards him, calm and composed. It was Zhang Wang.

"They are all packing up, but I have nothing to pack..." Qin Daoyuan murmured softly, as if he was talking to himself.

"Besides, no one wants me."

The Qin family is now in a critical moment of survival, and only the elite are retained. No one will care about such abnormal and stupid young people.

"I'll give you something."

Zhang Wang smiled slightly and took out a stone from his arms. It was three feet square and had mysterious talismans engraved on it.

"What is this?" Qin Daoyuan asked curiously.

"This is a Heavenly Master Talisman left by your Qin family's ancestor." Zhang Wang whispered.

"Tianshi Lu?" Qin Daoyuan showed a strange look.

He had heard that the Qin family had a great ancestor who had left behind a stone talisman before his death. The talisman was hidden in this mansion as an opportunity for future generations.

However, no one has ever found it in all these years.

"How come you have this thing?" Qin Daoyuan asked curiously.

"I found it at your house." Zhang Wang chuckled.

"Why give it to me?" Qin Daoyuan murmured softly, holding the Heavenly Master's Talisman in his hand.

“It’s meant for you.”

Zhang Wang spoke softly, raised his hand and pointed: "Take it and go all the way north. That is your blessed land."

Qin Daoyuan was slightly stunned and looked towards the north.

He stood up suddenly, bowed deeply to Zhang Wang and said, "May I ask your honorable title?"

"No need to remember, just sit and forget!" Zhang Wang waved his hand.

Qin Daoyuan seemed to understand, but not quite. He bowed again, walked out of the Qin family’s gate without looking back, and gradually disappeared into the night.

"There is... one more Heavenly Master in this world!" Zhang Wang looked at the dark night and chuckled.

(End of this chapter)