Pure Yang!

Chapter 274 Jiang Lai's Dream! Zhang Fan's Speculation

The night sky is like a chessboard, with big stars scattered around like chess pieces.

At the foot of Chanbao Mountain, in a thatched cottage, a wisp of green smoke curled up thousands of feet into the sky.

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

At this moment, a bell rang out, and the mysterious sound lingered, shaking the mountains and forests, and startling flocks of crows.

Rumble…

The next moment, terrifying auras covered the sky and the earth, sweeping in from all directions. The chaos was like a reversal of torrents, and it was as powerful as an army approaching.

One after another, the souls were as bright as the stars, coming one after another, and they surrounded the huge Chanbao Mountain so tightly that no one could get in or out.

"Don't set foot on this mountain without the Heavenly Master's order. This is that person's temple."

A burst of rapid sounds suddenly rang out, and the powerful auras came to an abrupt halt. They all stopped around Chanbao Mountain, and no one dared to cross the line.

dong... dong... dong...

The smoke from the cooking stove curled up and turned into a white line rising into the sky.

The sound of kneading dough could be heard from within the thatched cottage, and it seemed both quiet and eerie in the dark night.

Powerful auras surrounded the foot of Chanbao Mountain, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, a figure stood out from the crowd, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and the aura of the [Zhai Shou] realm was vigorous and vast, diffusing in the darkness.

"Qin..."

The master at the Zhaishou realm had a powerful voice and a low roar, but just after uttering a word...

Rumble…

Suddenly, a terrible wave rose into the sky, the wind and smoke stopped, the stars lost their luster, the vast sky seemed to be upside down, and the big moon seemed to be reversing.

The terror on earth arrived as expected.

There was horror on everyone's face, as if they saw a horrifying shadow slowly rising from the thatched cottage, and as soon as it opened its mouth, it would swallow the brilliant blue sky and devour the shining stars.

"Do you think that since Ren Xiao is trapped in the Dali floating earth and King Fan is buried in the Dao Sect's great calamity, you dare to come and seek death?"

In an instant, a cold voice resounded in the vast darkness. The next moment, the breaths were extinguished like candles in the wind, the souls collapsed, and the bodies and the Tao disappeared...

Even the master at the Zhai Shou realm stood still, the light in his eyes slowly faded away, and his soul turned into a wisp of green smoke, floating away and returning to heaven and earth.

call……

The wind suddenly picked up again, smoke rose from the thatched cottage, and everything returned to normal.

The night was eerily quiet; only the sound of rolling noodles echoed at the foot of Chanbao Mountain.

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

The second hand of the wall clock was turning rhythmically, the sunlight was filtering through the window and falling on the sofa, and her hair was shining black...

Jiang Lai slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake. You can eat later."

In the kitchen, Wen He poked his head out and looked at Jiang Lai with a smile, a spatula in his hand.

"Let's go see Lao Yu in a couple of days. I heard that he has contracted a fish pond. We can call Jiang Hu and go fishing and barbecue together." Wen He said.

Ever since Ye Buliang closed down, she had a lot more free time. She came to Jiang Lai's place every day and cooked various dishes.

"I had a dream."

Jiang Lai seemed not to hear it. He looked out the window with a dazed look on his face.

"Dreaming?" Wen He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't it normal to dream? You will forget it soon."

People’s dreams are the most difficult to remember, as they are illusions among all unreal phenomena.

"I haven't had a dream for a long time, and every dream is so clear..."

Jiang Lai slowly stood up and walked to the window. The bright sunlight shone on her face, and even her long eyelashes were clearly visible.

"Huh!?" Wen He was stunned: "Jiang Lai, are you having a nightmare?"

"Can you still remember your previous dreams?"

"Before... the last time I had a dream was a long time ago..." Jiang Lai murmured softly.

Wen He didn't care. He took the spatula, turned around and went back to the kitchen, and started cooking again, but he was still talking.

"So what did you dream about last time?"

Wen He's voice came from the kitchen and was gradually drowned out by the sound of the range hood.

Jiang Lai looked out the window, his eyes unfocused, and murmured softly.

"The summit of Mount Dongyue..."

……

The Taoist method has been passed down for tens of millions of years, and the Northern Sky Emperor is the first to kill!!!

Inside Qin Ergou's spiritual platform, the inner scene of his soul was in a thick fog. His soul had not yet awakened, and it seemed like he was neither asleep nor awake.

However, this state is different from that of ordinary people.

In the vast fog, there seemed to be a sun and a moon hanging high in the sky, with dim light. The surrounding fog gathered and dispersed with Qin Ergou's spiritual breathing, distorting the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

This frequency is similar to the so-called "Fishing for Toad Qi" that he practices every day.

"The soul hasn't awakened yet, but there are strange visions inside. It's quite interesting..."

Zhang Fan observed the state of Qin Ergou's soul and found it quite mysterious.

This family has been guarding Chanbao Mountain for generations, practicing the "Fishing Toad Qi" which is like calisthenics. At first glance, it seems nothing mysterious, but from generation to generation, the incense has spread, and unknowingly the younger generations have transformed their souls to this point. All they lack is a ray of divine inspiration to enter the mysterious realm.

"It's our destiny, so I will lend you a helping hand. Success or failure depends entirely on your own luck."

Zhang Fan murmured softly and pointed with one finger.

The thick fog shook suddenly, and a terrifying shadow slowly rose up, with flags waving and red blood floating. The gods from heaven were present, and the heroic spirits were still there.

A royal flag pierces the sky gate, and the Northern Emperor, the master of law, is invited. Thousands of soldiers and horses follow him, and the sun and the moon hang over the mortal world.

Flag of the Northern Emperor!
Since Zhang Fan entered the realm of the Great Bodhisattva, his Taoism has become profound, his cultivation has gradually improved, and he has already comprehended the [Northern Emperor's Law] to the core.

This [Flag of the Great Northern Emperor] is where the essence of the Northern Emperor's magic is condensed. However, if one enters into the inner world of his primordial spirit and visualizes it day and night, it will have all sorts of incredible uses and changes.

"Thirty-six before the gate of the gods, life is hard to escape in the mountains of swords and seas of fire. Today, the Northern Emperor opens the way for the law, and the royal flag will protect it for thousands of years."

Zhang Fan muttered something, and the [Flag of the Great Northern Emperor] took root, as if it was imprinted in Qin Ergou's inner soul. The heaven and earth will never waste time, and the sun and the moon will never perish.

"The fire will be passed on forever. Today I will pass this method to you." Zhang Fan murmured softly.

This is the fate he has created. As for what the future results will be, only heaven and earth know. Even the gods know what is going on.

Rumble…

The brain was buzzing like thunder, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear. He was still in the thatched cottage, but the house was empty with only Qin Ergou.

"Brother Fan..."

Qin Ergou came to his senses, rushed out of the house, shouting loudly.

"Brother Fan...Brother Fan..."

"Brother Qi..." His voice echoed at the foot of Chanbao Mountain, faint and unknown how far it reached. The sky was vast, the mountains and rivers were deep, and it seemed that he was the only one there. Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion in a dream, and he didn't know whether it was true or false.

"Zhang Fan..."

"The flag of the Northern Emperor!"

Qin Ergou sat on the ground in a daze, but the image of the [Northern Emperor King Flag] emerged in his mind. He took a deep breath and subconsciously used the [Fishing Toad Power] method. He didn't know how long it took...

The sun sets in the west, the moon rises in the east, and the sky is filled with stars.

Suddenly, Qin Ergou felt his eyebrows twitching and many voices came to his ears.

The insects under the soil are crawling, the grass and trees are growing, the spring water in the mountains is flowing, and even the sound of the wind seems to have emotions...

"The secret of Taoism, awakening of the soul!"

"So this is what the world really looks like..."

Qin Ergou was a little dazed. At this moment, he felt that the world before his eyes was no longer the same. The stars were no longer the same, the world was no longer the same, and the mountains were no longer the same...

True and false, real and fake, how many people can understand the mystery and how many can attain the Tao?
His eyes became more and more blurred, even a little intoxicated. He had lived for so many years in vain, and it seemed that only at this moment did he suddenly wake up, and his life had a breath, and all his spiritual senses were opened from then on.

"Boy...boy..."

At this moment, bursts of loud shouts came from behind, with a hint of urgency.

Qin Ergou came to his senses and turned around, then he saw a group of people coming from outside the mountain. Leading them was a Taoist priest with a handsome face, and there was a woman next to him with an extraordinary appearance.

Behind them followed two men, also wearing Taoist robes.

"Master Mad?"

Qin Ergou's eyes lit up and he recognized one of them.

He applied for the Zhongnan Mountain examination many times, and five of them were presided over by Taoist Master Ma De in front of him.

"Huh? Damn, do you know him?" Gu Chuanyin turned around and asked.

"How do I know this kind of country boy?" Mad shook his head.

"He seems to know you. He can't be your relative."

Beside them, Ao Ye chuckled. The last time they came here with Gu Chuanyin, they just passed by in a hurry and vaguely saw a thatched cottage here. They never thought that there were people living in such a remote place.

"Ask him if he knows the situation in this mountain." Meng Qiwu whispered.

The main reason she came this time was to meet the so-called successor of Laojun Mountain, and helping Gu Chuanyin find the rare treasures bred in that precious land was just a side job.

"Boy, do we know each other?" Mad asked.

"Master Ma De, we met before when we applied for the entrance exam to Mount Zhongnan... Two months ago, I took the exam again, but failed..." Qin Ergou smiled naively.

"Are you applying to Mount Zhongnan?" Ma De looked him up and down.

Of course, he had no impression of this kind of country bumpkin. In his eyes, how could such a person become a Taoist priest and become a disciple of their Mount Zhongnan?
"Master Mad, don't you remember me?"

"I have some impression of it." Mad said calmly, "Have you always lived here?"

"Yes, our family has lived here for generations." Qin Ergou nodded.

"So you are very familiar with the situation in the mountains?" Mad narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

"Yes, I am familiar with all those roads and paths." Qin Ergou nodded. He makes a living by this skill. There are many tourists who ask him to be their guide on weekdays.

"Yes, we have something to do in the mountains, you lead the way for us." Ma De said lightly.

"If you behave well, maybe I can introduce you to the sect."

"Really?" Qin Ergou's eyes lit up. This was his grandfather's dying wish, otherwise he would not have taken the exam seven or eight times without giving up.

"Of course it's true." Mad said with a smile.

"Master, wait for me a moment. I'll go get some poles."

Qin Ergou showed a look of joy, turned around and rushed into the house.

"Why did you lie to him?" Meng Qiwu said lightly, looking at the simple figure of Qin Ergou.

"I was just teasing him. We have to take an exam for admission to Mount Zhongnan. The most I could do is waive the application fee for him." Ma De chuckled.

It was impossible to enter Mount Zhongnan with such qualifications, but he at least gave the other party a little hope.

People can live a fulfilling life with a little bit of illusory hope.

This is the sorrow of mortals.

"Cheer up from now on. The man named Qi should still be in the mountains." Gu Chuanyin said lightly.

"Gu Chuanyin, you are so scared. You really bring shame to our Zhongnan Mountain." Meng Qiwu said lightly.

"Who can't talk big?" Gu Chuanyin frowned.

"I will let you know that the so-called successor of Laojun Mountain is no joke." Meng Qiwu did not argue. His eyes were like the moon, quietly looking at the distant mountains.

At this moment, in the thatched cottage, Qin Ergou was pretending to be a gangster, but the voice outside the door fell into his ears word by word. The movement of his hands stopped, and his eyes became gradually cold.

……

Deep in Chanbao Mountain.

The moonlight illuminates the travelers. When Zhang Fan, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang reach their level, they can see at night with the help of a faint light even in the dark mountains at night, without even turning on the flashlight.

"Beidi Fa? You taught him Beidi Fa?" Qi Delong's surprised voice sounded in the dark night.

"Why are you so startled?" Zhang Fan looked back.

"Eighty years ago, the Taoist sect suffered a great catastrophe, and countless Taoist lineages and sects were left on Mount Longhu." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

The reason why the Taoist catastrophe is called the Taoist catastrophe is because the catastrophe was almost devastating to the entire Taoist sect. Many lineages of Dharma were cut off from then on, including the Beidi lineage, which was known as the Taoist sect's number one killer.

"This lineage has been extinct for eighty years. How could you do this?" Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but ask.

As descendants of Laojun Mountain, they have more or less heard about the tragedy of that year from their elders.

A grand ceremony was held throughout the country to invite all the gods, but in the end only the young Chu Chaoran came down from the mountain.

"A friend of mine sent it to me." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

The Beidi method was something he learned from Jiang Hulu just before dawn.

Jiang Hu said that he was driven out of Mount Maoshan that year. By chance, he met a strange man who taught him the Beidi method.

However, he did not have enough fate. Although he had obtained the method, he had never mastered it until he met Zhang Fan, who then passed it on to him and delivered it to Zhang Fan.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

"You're right." Zhang Fan nodded.

At the beginning, he didn't feel it when he was practicing Beidi's method, but now he thinks there is something strange about it.

The identity of the strange man Jiang Hu met was extremely suspicious.

"This lineage has died out. If there are still survivors, why would they hide like this?" Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

"But throughout the ages, apart from that lineage, who else can master this method? And spread it at will?" Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of deep thought.

This method, however, was concealed and revealed, which suddenly reminded him of an "old friend". The two people's styles of doing things were very similar.

"Thousand-year-old demon!"

(End of this chapter)