Pure Yang!

Chapter 276: The Corpse Mound in Jingguan! The Northern Zhang Clan, the Lord of the Five Demons (55k chapter)

"Li Linglong?"

"last year?"

Just these two key words exploded in Zhang Fan's head like the Five Thunders.

"That woman is so pretty and has a great figure. I don't know which pig got her. Nowadays, people are so greedy for good cabbages." The old man squinted his eyes and took another sip of wine. His face flushed and he felt slightly drunk.

"Isn't there...a photo?" Zhang Fan looked at the old man blankly.

His mother died ten years ago, at the foot of Mount Longhu. This involves the thirteen zodiac animals, the Wuwei Sect, and even the Dao Sect...

At the beginning, Zhang Fan was stuck in the dark, so Zhang Lingzong told him that Li Linglong died in a car accident.

Zhang Fan could fully understand this.

But now, an uncle who was patrolling the mountains told him that he had met a woman last year, also named Li Linglong.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

"Sneak photo?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Zhang Fan with a look of obvious respect.

"Young man, I didn't see it, just do it."

"..."

“After all, you are young and bold…if you are discovered and the video is posted online, you will be finished,” the old man warned earnestly.

"What a mess..."

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and asked, "Are you sure that woman's name is Li Linglong?"

The old man squinted his eyes and took another sip of wine: "His name was Li something... Li Ling something..."

"The man next to her called her Li Ling or something..."

"Linglong... Linglong, she's worthy of that figure."

The old man raised his hand and drew a graceful arc, then leaned back in the corner and began to snore.

"Li Ling... is there a man following her?"

"Li Linglang!?" Zhang Fan frowned, and a name suddenly popped up in his mind.

He could not forget the woman he met at Jiuye Shabu Shabu Restaurant that night. She called herself Li Linglang, and she almost took Zhang Fan's life because of a disagreement. Even Liu Fusheng could not stop the woman's ferocity after using all his tricks.

Finally, a mysterious master suddenly appeared and used one of the nine legendary inner alchemy methods, "Vacuum Form Refining", to force the crazy woman back.

Just by listening to the name, you can tell that this woman has a close relationship with their family.

Liu Fusheng also said that the woman was a relative of Zhang Fan's family.

"Li Linglang... should be a relative on my mother's side... could it be her?" Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never heard of any relatives in his family, whether on his father's side or his mother's side. Every Chinese New Year, other families were bustling with relatives, but their family was deserted.

Sometimes, Zhang Fan really wondered whether his parents grew up in an orphanage.

"What's wrong?" Qi Delong stood up and asked.

"Nothing, let's go."

Zhang Fan shook his head, glanced at the old man who was sleeping soundly, turned around and walked out of the room.

Qi Delong followed closely behind, and the two of them disappeared into the night.

Inside the small wooden house, the hanging lamp swayed faintly, making the dim and swaying light even more dazzling.

“It’s a pity that the plum blossoms have different thoughts. The southern branches are warm while the northern branches are cold…” The old man leaned in the corner, muttering, with the corners of his mouth seemingly raised, as if he was in a dream.

"Sisters...sisters..."

The mumbling was intermittent like gossamer threads, scattered in the silent night of Cangshan Mountain.

……

call……

The wind howled in the mountains, like a wild beast roaring in my ears.

Zhang Fan's figure was like a shadow, running in the depths of Chanbao Mountain.

"Why did you suddenly speed up?" Qi Delong caught up and couldn't help asking.

"This mountain doesn't give me a good feeling... Let's find a place as soon as possible." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

If the woman he met in his old age was really Li Linglong, and she had been to this mountain, then there would be something wrong.

call……

At this moment, under the bright moonlight, a figure suddenly appeared from not far away and blocked their way.

Zhang Fan took a closer look and couldn't help but yell, "Er Gou!?"

"Brother Fan." Qin Ergou was panting, sweating profusely, and his clothes were covered in mud.

"Why are you here?" Qi Delong asked.

"A group of Taoists came into the mountains. They should be coming for you, Brother Qi." Qin Ergou panted.

Meng Qiwu, Gu Chuanyin and their group did not avoid mentioning Qin Ergou at all during their conversations along the way. In their eyes, Qin Ergou did not exist at all.

"Those people from Mount Zhongnan?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Qi Delong.

"That must be it." Qi Delong's eyes darkened slightly. "They are biting really hard. They must have gone back to get help."

"Are the masters from Zhongnan Mountain here too?" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"They can see the Taoism of Laojun Mountain. The elders naturally disdain to take action. Among the younger generations... only An Wuyang is quite troublesome. If he comes, it will be troublesome."

"Are you safe? The heir of Mount Zhongnan?"

As early as when he was in Yujing City, Zhang Fan had heard people from the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance mention this name more than once.

"You are the successor of Laojun Mountain, and you are still afraid of him?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

In his opinion, there may be some gaps between the descendants of the ten famous Taoist mountains in the world, but they are not so great that they cannot be made up.

Unless he encountered an accident like Fang Changle, he would be half a beat slower than others in cultivation, but his foundation and talent are still there. If he gets the opportunity, he will be able to catch up.

“You don’t know…” Qi Delong shook his head.

"An Wuyang is a man of extraordinary talent. Some say his talent is comparable to that of Li Changgeng from the White Crane Temple in Shangjing..."

"The most important thing is that he has been practicing in Mount Zhongnan since he was young, and has been enlightened by the Pure Yang magic weapon."

"Pure Yang magic weapon!?" Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed.

Generally speaking, those that have been refined for no more than a hundred years can only be considered magical instruments.

Only those that are over a hundred years old can be called magic weapons. Among them, according to the years of refining and offering, they are divided into [Yellow Feather Magic Weapon], [Green Feather Magic Weapon] and [Purple Feather Magic Weapon].

The Pure Yang magic weapon is superior to all other treasures. It is the supreme and powerful one that can only be left by those who have reached the Pure Yang Infinite Realm. It is the true foundation of a major sect.

Mount Zhongnan is one of the ancestral homelands of Taoism with a long history. It has produced many masters, such as Wang Zu Wang Chongyang, Qiu Zu Qiu Chuji, Liu Zu Liu Haichan, etc., all of whom have comprehended the changes of Chunyang Wuji.

"Pure Yang magic weapon, its magical power is invincible..." Zhang Fan subconsciously looked at Qi Delong.

"You also have Pure Yang magic weapons in Laojun Mountain?"

"Naturally there is."

Before Qi Delong could speak, Qi Dongqiang spoke first.

"Shut up." Qi Delong scolded.

Qin Ergou stood nearby, looking bewildered.

"I've only seen the Pure Yang magic weapon of our Laojun Mountain once. To be honest, the soul cannot be peeped into, and the supreme power cannot be desecrated. That feeling..." Qi Delong murmured softly, with a touch of awe in his eyes.

"It's like being in front of a transcendent real person... there's a huge difference between us."

At this point, Qi Delong sighed deeply.

"There are more than one Pure Yang magic weapon in Zhongnan Mountain. An Wuyang has been enlightened by it before. What a great opportunity is this?" Qi Delong said in a serious voice.

“So he’s different.”

"Brother, he dares to come here just for us. The killing of one heir to another is a struggle for the orthodoxy." Qi Dongqiang's voice was cold, with a hint of cruelty.

"If An Wuyang really comes, it will be bad."

As he spoke, Qi Delong looked at Qin Ergou and asked, "Is there a man among them who has very white skin and likes to go barefoot?"

“No.” Qin Ergou shook his head: “I led them to the Old Pig Forest and came here to find you.”

The Old Pig Forest is a dangerous place in Chanbao Mountain. Every night when it is quiet, strange pig calls can be heard. Some people say that there are wild boars hiding in the forest. In fact, the forest grows at the throat of a "toad", so every night, the "toad calls" can be heard.

Ordinary people will at most get lost, but when their soul awakens and they hear the toad’s croaking, they will often fall into an illusion and see many soul scenes, unable to extricate themselves.

"I'm afraid the masters of Mount Zhongnan can't be trapped for too long." Qi Delong said in a serious tone.

He had passed by that forest last time and knew how loud the toads croaked.

"Ergou, don't go back yet, just follow us." Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, fearing that Qin Ergou would disappear when he returned, just like Zhang Wang did last time.

"Okay, I'll follow Brother Fan." Qin Ergou nodded heavily.

"The Toad's Mouth is ahead." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

After walking another three miles, there is a gorge. If the whole mountain is a toad, that place is the toad's mouth, and the pearl is inside.

"The Taoist priest also built a tomb in the toad's mouth."

Qi Delong's face was solemn. Last time, he just circled around the toad's mouth, but his soul suffered considerable damage and he almost died there.

"Let's go and see for ourselves!"

In the dark night, the three of them walked for half an hour and finally arrived at Toad Mouth.

Under the dim moonlight, a dark shadow stood across the gorge, like a monument.

"Don't come closer..."

A hundred steps away, Qi Delong raised his hand to stop everyone. He looked alert and stared at the black shadow.

"What is that?" Zhang Fan asked in a deep voice.

"This thing is very evil. I was tricked by it last time." Qi Delong looked grim.

To his shame, he still hasn't figured out what the black shadow in front of him is. It seems to have merged with the surrounding night, and even the moonlight can't penetrate it.

"Let me take a look." Zhang Fan's eyebrows twitched, and his soul was about to come out.

"Don't..." Qi Delong's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Zhang Fan's soul had just left his body when the wind blew violently around him, like the cries of ghosts, the howling of demons, and the howling of thousands of monsters in the mountains.

The pale moonlight distorted and deformed around the black shadow. A fishy smell filled the air around the gorge, vast and sweeping, like decay.

"Retreat!" Qi Delong's face changed suddenly, and he pushed Qin Ergou behind him fiercely. The two souls intertwined and spread. It was exactly the two brothers' souls. Their souls combined, with great power, resisted the terrifying aura.

"Zhang Fan..." Qi Delong Dongqiang shouted.

Rumble…

Under the moonlight, Zhang Fan's soul was hovering three feet above his head. The terrifying waves kept coming like ripples. In a trance, there was a flickering fire in the void, which broke the soul and moved the heart.

"His spirit can even withstand such weirdness?"

Qi Delong's face was solemn. Even if the two brothers' spirits were combined, they still had to retreat.

However, Zhang Fan's soul actually took the initiative to face the strange aura.

call……

At this moment, Zhang Fan finally saw clearly that the black shadow was actually a mound of earth, full of broken limbs, remains and white bones, as if it was made of this mound.

"Kyokan Corpse Mound!?"

Zhang Fan's soul returned to his body and he subconsciously took two steps back with horror in his eyes.

"Did you see it clearly? What is that?" Qi Delong stepped forward and asked.

"The corpse mound of Jingguan!" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"What?" Qi Delong's face trembled, and his expression became unnatural no longer.

"That Taoist priest is really crazy."

In ancient times, there was a method of sacrifice during wars, which was to pile up the bodies of the enemy's dead, cover them with tamped earth, and build a high mound, in order to offer sacrifices to the heavens and to intimidate the enemy.

This kind of corpse mound is called a Jingguan.

"Jingguan Corpse Mound... The Taoist used this thing to seal the toad's mouth. No wonder all the precious energy from the mountains and rivers gathered in the toad's belly and not a single bit leaked out over the years." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

This is equivalent to sealing the secrets of heaven.

besides……

"So many lives are equivalent to sharing the calamity for the birth of a natural spirit fetus."

Last time, just one rare treasure was born in Fangya Mountain, but so many people died and the Qin family was finished.

If he was really born with a spirit, how great a calamity would he have to endure?
That's why the Taoist priest sacrificed so many lives!

"Ergou, you said that your ancestors have lived in this mountain for generations, so there used to be a village, right?" Qi Delong asked suddenly, as if he had thought of something.

Qin Ergou nodded: "I heard from my grandfather that there was a plague later, and everyone in the village died. Even the village was burned to ashes."

"When did it happen?" Qi Delong asked suddenly.

"It was not long after the Taoist priest arrived."

Qin Ergou seemed to have thought of something. He raised his head and looked at the towering hill of corpses in the dark night.

"It's cruel enough. I'm afraid more than just these lives have been lost." Zhang Fan said gritting his teeth.

Just now, I took a quick glance and saw that the [Jingguan Corpse Mound] had at least a thousand corpses.

"It's probably going to be difficult with this thing blocking our way here." Qi Delong looked at Zhang Fan and saw that the latter's face was almost pale. It was obvious that although his soul had blocked the strange aura of the Jingguan Corpse Mound, it was still affected to some extent.

"I definitely have to."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth. At this moment, he was even more certain that there might really be a natural spirit fetus in here.

Thinking of this, he took out a piece of leather from his arms, poured a breath of true yang into it, and the leather was filled, and it turned into Zhang Bei zombie.

"Spiritual zombie!?" Qi Delong's eyes lit up and he recognized it.

"Taiyin becomes evil, and the corpse becomes soulless..." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice: "Use him to clear the way, it should be possible."

Zombies have no souls and are not affected by the strange aura of the [Jingguan Corpse Mound].

"Old Qi, you protect me!" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan's soul left his body and attached itself to the back of Zhang Beijiang.

"Don't worry."

Qi Delong formed a seal with his hands to protect Zhang Fan's body, and watched Zhang Beizang walk towards the [Jingguan Corpse Mound].

call……

The wind blew, ghosts cried, and wailing sounds came from the [Jingguan Corpse Mound]. The strange atmosphere was overwhelming, more violent than before.

Qi Delong kept his mind silent and protected Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Beijiang was ignorant and fearless, and kept approaching the hill of corpses in the dark night.

"It really works." Zhang Fan attached himself to Zhang Beizang's body. Although he was still affected, the impact was extremely weak.

"Brother, it really works. This spiritual zombie is truly extraordinary." Qi Dongqiang said excitedly.

"Don't be distracted." Qi Delong scolded.

call……

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Beijiang was already within twenty steps of the [Jingguan Corpse Mound]. The eerie white bones became clearer and clearer, as if corpses had crawled out from the depths of purgatory and were trapped there.

One could even see hideous and distorted faces that had long since turned into mummies. It was obvious that some people were still alive when they became part of this pile of corpses.

Wow…

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and a sticky black liquid seeped out from the [Jingguan Corpse Mound] and spread towards Zhang Beizang like a swamp.

"Go back!"

Qi Delong's expression suddenly changed when he saw this.

The black blood is the product of years of growth from the corpses that form the [Jingguan Corpse Mound]. Once you are entangled by it, you will become a part of the corpse mound.

hum...

The black viscous liquid seemed to have a spirit. It moved extremely fast. Just a trace of it wrapped around Zhang Beijiang, and the rest of the liquid rushed in. In a blink of an eye, it swallowed up most of Zhang Beijiang.

Roar……

Zhang Beizhang roared towards the sky. Under the moonlight, his pale face showed a chilling coldness, and his eyes flashed with red light.

"Zhang Fan, abandon that zombie and come back quickly." Qi Delong shouted loudly.

"Tsk tsk, so you are here."

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance.

Qi Delong's expression suddenly changed. He turned around and saw a familiar face.

"Gu Chuanyin?"

"The successor of Laojun Mountain, I was shortsighted last time." Gu Chuanyin walked over slowly.

Damn, the two masters who stayed up late followed closely behind, staring at Qi Delong with a fierce look in their eyes.

Last time, they suffered a great loss at the hands of the man in front of them.

"You are a defeated general, how dare you come?" Qi Delong said coldly.

As the descendant of Laojun Mountain, he really doesn't take the big and small cats in front of him seriously.

"Going into the mountains to worship the gods... Brothers of the Qi family, you came to my territory of Zhongnan Mountain without even saying hello, isn't that unreasonable?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the dark night.

Qi Delong raised his eyebrows and looked up, then he saw a graceful figure standing in the moonlight. She was graceful and graceful, with frosty eyes and eyebrows. A powerful aura surged towards her, and there was a flashing primordial light behind her, which was burning forever.

“Triple Elemental Light!?”

Meng Qiwu, this woman's realm is exactly the same as Zhang Fan's, and she has also reached the third level of Bodhisattva.

"Meng Qiwu!?" Qi Delong said with narrowed eyes.

"Do you recognize me?" Meng Qiwu crossed his hands across his chest, quite surprised.

“With this age and this level of cultivation... there are only a few people like him in Zhongnan Mountain.” Qi Delong said calmly.

"As expected of the descendant of Laojun Mountain, you are indeed magnanimous." Meng Qiwu nodded.

It is indeed not something that ordinary people can possess, to remain calm in the face of such great events and not be afraid of powerful enemies.

"Your friend is finished."

Meng Qiwu looked at the [Jingguan Corpse Mound] in the distance, and immediately shook his head: "To dare to touch such a thing is simply courting death..."

As he spoke, Meng Qiwu took a step forward, and like a gust of wind, he arrived in front of Qi Delong.

"Now that he's dead, you don't have to be distracted anymore. You can fight me."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qiwu slapped out with one hand, hitting Zhang Fan directly on the forehead.

"you wanna die!"

Qi Delong roared wildly, his voice like thunder, and the terrifying aura pushed Meng Qiwu back.

call……

A gust of wind suddenly arose, creating a force that could trap the air and actually pulled Qi Delong over.

"Destroy that body." Meng Qiwu said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Chuanyin moved.

"Qi Delong, let's see how you can be so arrogant at the foot of Mount Zhongnan." Gu Chuanyin sneered and walked straight towards Zhang Fan's body.

"you……"

Rumble…

Qi Delong failed to grab the body as a burst of thunder blocked his way.

"Brother, we will lend you a helping hand."

Mad, he stayed up all night and looked at Qi Delong with a sneer, as if he had avenged his last great grudge and caught up with Gu Chuanyin.

Rumble…

At this moment, a terrifying wave rose into the sky, and everyone subconsciously looked over.

In front of the corpse mound of Jingguan, a black viscous liquid suddenly exploded, and a figure walked out of it. It was Zhang Beijiang.

The blood and energy in his body surged wildly, rising nine feet into the sky. In the distance, there was a vague light and shadow flickering, with a dragon and a tiger entwined and the word "North" hanging in the sky.

Just at this moment, the smell of incense rose slowly behind Zhang Beijiang, and condensed into a phantom in a trance, like an immortal god in a temple. The phantom had five heads, holding a big seal in its palm, looking ferocious and terrifying, and very powerful.

"This is……"

"The Beizhang lineage, the Five Demons Army Master!?" Meng Qiwu's face suddenly changed and he cried out.

(End of this chapter)