Pure Yang!

Chapter 262: Qiyun Mountain Master! The Secret of Jia's Birth and Gui's Death

late at night.

The solitary moon hangs high in the sky, like the eyes of a fox, looking at the world indifferently.

Qingdeng Hotel, western suburbs of Annan City.

The white walls have lost most of their white coating over the years, with some yellow stains still remaining. The worn door frame has become loose and makes a creaking sound when pushed lightly.

The decoration style of this hotel is very similar to that of the 1970s and 1980s, but it is now deserted.

In the huge hotel, it seemed that there was not even a waiter to be found, and at the end of the dim corridor there was a faint sound of dripping faucets.

Tick ​​tock...tick tock...tick tock...

At this moment, a figure pushed the door and walked into the hotel. The dim and swaying light stretched his shadow very long.

"In this shabby hotel, people are freezing and hungry. Who is trying to have fun in this miserable place?"

The person whispered, and he stood in front of the empty service counter for a moment. The dim light reflected his face, and it was Yuan Lingguan from Qiyun Mountain...

At the same time, it is also the Monkey King Yuan Lingguan.

After the Battle of Liaoya Mountain, he and Qin Wangsun disappeared at the same time. Even the Huizhou Provincial Alliance found it difficult to trace him.

Who could have thought that this Wuwei Sect master lurking in Mount Qiyun would appear in this inconspicuous and shabby hotel.

"A tree without roots, a lonely flower, may I ask if there is any similarity between yin and yang?"

At this moment, a low humming sound came from the depths of the dark corridor, revealing an old and hoarse voice.

Yuan Lingguan's eyes darkened slightly, he turned to look towards the corridor, showing a helpless look, and walked over.

"It is difficult for a hen to hatch a chick even if she has an egg. She has to carry the yin and yang furnace on her back..."

The low singing sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was just around the corner. The rooms on both sides were empty, even the doors were open.

"A woman without a husband is a resentful woman, and a man without a wife is a lonely man. I sigh that I have lost my way, it is too vague, I sit in silence and cultivate alone, my energy is exhausted."

Finally, Yuan Lingguan arrived at the end of the corridor. The door of the last room was closed and the voice came from inside.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the long, low humming sound from inside suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Yuan Lingguan pushed the door and walked in.

The bright moonlight poured through the window onto the bed, where a figure was sitting cross-legged. His head full of white hair mixed with a few black strands, his tall figure looked more energetic than that of a young man.

The old man was dressed simply, with a large gold chain hanging from his chest and a tiger head tattoo on the base of his right hand.

"This poem by Patriarch Sanfeng is well written. Seeing the yin and yang in Taoism is the true way to seek immortality." The old man turned his back to Yuan Lingguan, looked at the hazy moonlight outside the window, and slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of silver, and as it turned, a golden light shone, which was fleeting.

"The magic lies in the reversal, the mystery lies in the yin and yang... You are worthy of being the head master." Yuan Lingguan saw some mystery and murmured softly, but his expression when he looked at the old man was more solemn.

The old man in front of him was none other than the headmaster of Qiyun Mountain, Mo Ranchen.

"Xiao Yuan, you are so careless. How could you reveal your identity in front of others?"

At this moment, Mo Ranchen slowly stood up and turned around. The big gold chain on his chest looked particularly dazzling.

"It would be fine if his identity was revealed, but he was actually left alive. This is totally wrong." Mo Ranchen sighed quietly, and then his old eyes condensed into a line as he looked at Yuan Lingguan, and a strong sense of oppression surged over him.

Even someone as strong as Yuan Lingguan couldn't help but change color and took two steps back.

"Xiao Yuan, can I understand that you did this on purpose?"

"Lao Mo, please speak with conscience. Who would have thought that Qin Wangsun could come back to life? He has been sleeping for twenty years..."

Yuan Lingguan defended himself, saying that just from the way he addressed the headmaster of Mount Qiyun, it could be seen that he did not seem to have any respect for him, but instead had a hint of dissatisfaction.

"A monster is still a monster after sleeping for twenty years. You are too careless." Mo Ranchen said coldly.

"Xiao Yuan, I want to remind you that your position is too important. Don't think about anything else."

As he spoke, Mo Ranchen's eyes turned cold as frost, revealing a warning.

"You're trying to play tricks on me, are you? At first you said it was a ten-year plan, then five years, five years and then five years again. How many years has it been? Do you know how I've been through these years?" Yuan Lingguan yelled.

"Now we have come to the conclusion, right? We can't back out now?"

"Yes!" Mo Ranchen said in a deep voice.

Such a straightforward and sincere answer made Yuan Lingguan stunned, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

"Xiao Yuan, I can understand you, but you should also understand that the Monkey is one of the 13 Chinese zodiac signs. It took so many years, so many people, and so many lives to push you to this position..."

"You want to quit at this point? Can you quit?"

“Once you embark on this path, there is no turning back.”

After he finished speaking, Yuan Lingguan remained silent.

Seeing this, Mo Ranchen's expression eased slightly. He walked up to Yuan Lingguan and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Yuan, three years, another three years, and I will definitely find a way to get you out."

"Three years..." Yuan Lingguan murmured softly with a mocking smile on his face.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Mo Ranchen raised his hand, indicating that all the pretentiousness would end here.

"You already know the place where Ren Xiao is in seclusion. So, the new Ren Xiao is in there..." Mo Ranchen said in a deep voice.

"It seems that he has already cultivated into a demon form. You are willing to expose your identity and guard the gate for him. I need a reason." Mo Ranchen said lightly.

"I……"

"Over the years, many of us have entered the Wuwei Sect, some have lost their lives, some have disappeared, and of course some have defected."

Mo Ranchen interrupted Yuan Lingguan before he could finish his words.

"I know you will give me a reasonable explanation."

"Lao Mo, are you criticizing me?" Yuan Lingguan raised his eyebrows and said with some dissatisfaction.

Wandering between night and day, sometimes even he himself cannot tell whether he belongs to darkness or light.

As time goes by, no one will be willing to accept people like him, no matter it is day or night.

“This is a friendly reminder.”

"The road where darkness and day intersect is often the hardest to see, and the easiest to go astray." Mo Ranchen said quietly.

"Ren Xiao cannot die, at least not now..." Yuan Lingguan did not continue to dwell on it and gave his own explanation.

"He is not mature yet, so if he is alive, it won't have much impact, but if he dies, Li Cunsi's connection will be cut off."

After these words were spoken, Mo Ranchen looked thoughtful.

"Li Cunsi, the previous master of Xuan Palace, how many years has he been dead? I can't remember clearly, but after practicing the art of birth and death, how could he die so easily?" Mo Ranchen said lightly.

"After so many years, we finally have some news, but I didn't expect his offspring to become a human." Regarding the Wuwei Sect, the Taoist sect has indeed collected a lot of important information over the years.

"Unfortunately, I still cannot determine Ren Xiao's real identity, but his relationship with Li Cunsi is almost certain, otherwise how could he sit on such a high position." Yuan Lingguan said in a deep voice.

Li Cunsi, the master of Xuan Palace, is a top master of Wuwei Sect. He mastered one of the nine inner alchemy methods back then, which is Jia gives birth and Gui dies.

However, he died suddenly later, and his death was strange and bizarre.

"Jia is born and Gui dies. It is not so easy to practice. This little ghost also practiced this method. He was born and died once. The beauty lies in the reversal. He died and came back to life, and the cycle of reincarnation goes on and on." Mo Ranchen said in a deep voice.

By practicing this method, one can break the boundary between life and death. However, breaking the boundary between life and death is like going against the creation of the universe, and naturally one will be filled with disasters.

Because of this, since ancient times, this lineage has passed down a method of [dividing life and replacing death] to deal with disasters.

"Sharing one's life in exchange for another's death!?" Upon hearing this, Yuan Lingguan couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

"Yes, everyone has only one life. It is absurd to use one life to comprehend the mystery of life and death. It is like Schrödinger's cat."

"..."

Yuan Lingguan remained silent.

“But it would be different if there were two lives, one life and one death, a perfect cycle, sharing the lives to face disasters, and practicing Dafa together.” Mo Ranchen said in a deep voice.

"You mean, Li Cunsi taught his son the method of dividing life, and the two of them practiced together, A is born and Gui dies, so if one of them lives, the other must die?" Yuan Lingguan's brows trembled slightly, and he couldn't help revealing a strange look.

Even though he had reached a high level and had comprehended the mysteries of Taoism, the magic of the nine inner alchemy methods still opened his eyes and amazed him.

"You did a good job on this matter. By keeping that little devil alive, you can catch the big fish Li Cunsi..."

"Jia is born and Gui dies. Baihe Temple has also been searching for him these years."

Mo Ranchen nodded, agreeing with Yuan Lingguan's explanation.

"How did these three young men, Qin Ming, Song Yunqi, and Ji Huanshan, die?" Mo Ranchen changed the subject and asked again.

"I don't know about that. He should have been killed by someone." Yuan Lingguan said lightly.

"Although they are good enough, they are still no match for the human race. It is only natural that they died."

The new human zodiac sign, even if it is not yet mature, is the best among the younger generation. If Jia is born and Gui dies, the human zodiac sign will be a devil, which is enough to sweep away the peers and become invincible.

"Of course? There are descendants of my Qiyun Mountain in there." Mo Ranchen said coldly.

“Old Mo, I’m not saying anything bad, but your vision in selecting successors is really not very good. It’s clear at first glance that Qin Ming is a rebellious person, a real ungrateful person. If Qiyun Mountain is handed over to him, I’m afraid the founder’s coffin will be overturned.” Yuan Lingguan commented sincerely.

Mo Ranchen didn't comment, but suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Is there any problem with that young man named Zhang Fan?"

"Zhang Fan? I don't know. I'm not familiar with him. I only know that he is a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain." Yuan Lingguan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Is that so?" Mo Ranchen said nothing, staring at Yuan Lingguan's face. After a long while, he slowly withdrew his gaze.

"When did Zhenwu Mountain produce such an outstanding disciple? How interesting."

"Are you interested in this young man?" Yuan Lingguan asked subconsciously.

"It seems that you shouldn't ask too much." Mo Ranchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Lingguan meaningfully.

"I'm just asking casually."

“Just saying it casually means it’s unintentional, but the intention is to think before…” Mo Ranchen said lightly: “Perhaps I can meet this young man.”

After the voice fell, Mo Ranchen did not wait for Yuan Lingguan to react, and continued to remind him: "Don't show up during this period of time. Wait until I solve your problem first."

As he spoke, Mo Ranchen patted Yuan Lingguan on the shoulder and picked up a small box from the table next to him.

"This is the peach cake you like. I made it myself. Take it back and try it."

"I haven't had this for a long time." Yuan Lingguan sighed.

"Xiao Yuan, be careful."

As he spoke, Mo Ranchen stepped out of the room.

It seemed as if Yuan Lingguan was the only one left in the empty hotel. He walked to the window and watched Mo Ranchen walk out of the hotel and gradually disappear into the night.

Yuan Lingguan raised his hand and threw the peach cake in his hand into the trash can next to him.

He leaned against the window, sat there, closed his eyes and hummed a strange tune, while the clock on the wall slowly ticked...

An hour and a half later, heavy footsteps were heard again in the quiet corridor.

Yuan Lingguan suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the door opened and a figure stood at the door, standing in the dim shadow. He did not enter the room, as if keeping a distance from this room and Yuan Lingguan like a ghost.

"Didn't Mo Ranchen doubt you?"

At the door, a hoarse sound came, like electromagnetic noise, and even the dim lights began to flicker.

"Not on the surface, but it's hard to say behind the scenes." Yuan Lingguan glanced at the door and said lightly.

"This old fox!"

"Have you checked it out? Did Qiyun Mountain have any role in destroying Nanzhang?"

Suddenly, the shadowy voice sounded again at the door.

"I don't know. It seems not." Yuan Lingguan shook his head.

"Look? How can such a thing be looked at?"

At the door, the shadow said coldly, with a hint of chill in his voice.

"The death of Li Cunsi back then had something to do with Bei Zhang. That woman colluded with Bei Zhang. It was a pity that Zhang Lingzong fell into the third great night disaster at that time."

"As long as you find evidence of contact between Qiyunshan and Beizhang, it will be enough to conclude that they were involved in the extermination of Nanzhang." The shadow at the door said firmly.

"Lao Mo? That's unlikely. I heard..." Yuan Lingguan said hesitantly.

"What did you hear? I heard that he was good friends with Nan Zhang in his early years? He and Zhang Lingzong's father were sworn brothers, but so what? Even brothers would do something dirty, let alone sworn brothers?"

"The closer someone is to you, the more deadly the stab will be."

At the door, the shadow said coldly.

"I understand. I will continue to investigate this matter." Yuan Lingguan nodded.

"You've already let the cat out of the bag. You'd better not show up recently. We shouldn't meet again in the future."

The shadow at the door reminded.

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew gently, brushing the loose door and making a creaking sound.

Looking again, there was a big shadow at the door, and no human figure. The ghostly presence completely disappeared in the silent and empty hotel.

"Who the hell am I?"

Yuan Lingguan looked at the ceiling with empty eyes and let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

(End of this chapter)