Pure Yang!

Chapter 279: Dragon Toad Treasure Qi! Dragon Tiger Taoist, the way to become an immortal
In a place of fierce and evil spirits, the toad's qi turns into a pile of corpses.

The heavens and the earth are full of precious treasures for health preservation, and the white bones of Xuanxuan have become relics. The sky of three thousand miles has changed color, and the sun and moon in the sky have lost their light.

Taiyin brought great evil, Jingguan took the dragon and toad energy, from then on, mountains and seas gave birth to spiritual people, and among the bones everywhere, who will be the king?

The white light was dazzling, and the bright precious aura was clear. That white bone bead seemed to have attracted the essence of the moonlight in the sky, and all the brilliance was eclipsed by it.

In the dark night, the ghosts stop crying, the shadows dissipate, the evil spirits retreat, and all evil disappears.

When the moon reaches its extreme point and changes, it is like the arrival of daylight.

"A rare treasure from heaven... a rare treasure from heaven..."

Meng Qiwu's face changed suddenly, she had not expected that this corpse mound in Jingguan had been sealed in the "toad's mouth" for hundreds of years, absorbing the precious energy of the dragon toad. Over the long years, it had actually refined the essence of the chaotic corpses into a natural treasure.

A natural treasure, the white bone relic.

This thing has just come into the world, and in terms of its aura alone, it is no less powerful than the Qingyu magic weapon [Lei Yuan Zhu] from Mount Zhongnan.

"There is such a good fortune?" Qi Delong's eyes lit up.

As a descendant of Laojun Mountain, he is well aware of the preciousness of natural treasures. These are even rarer than ordinary Taoist magic weapons. They are born and nurtured by the earth, the essence of mountains and seas, the rotation of the sun and the moon, and the enlightenment of time. How much good fortune is hidden in them?

The upper limit of natural treasures is much higher than that of ordinary Taoist magic weapons.

"Come!"

Zhang Fan let out a light shout and snatched the [White Bone Relic] from the broken corpse mound of Jingguan. His body was shaking, his true yang was boiling, and the terrifying evil spirit surged like a raging tide, but it couldn't affect him at all.

"He risked his life to take the relic with his bare hands!" Gu Chuanyin's face trembled, and his eyes towards Zhang Fan trembled suddenly.

He got involved in the catastrophe knowing that it would be a great catastrophe, and stepped into the dangerous situation knowing that he would be in danger. In the end, he seized the opportunity to defy the heavens in the midst of the catastrophe. Such courage and such character are simply shocking and astonishing.

"This person is extremely evil!"

Meng Qiwu's face suddenly darkened, and the look she gave Zhang Fan changed completely.

At this moment, she finally realized that the most dangerous person in this mountain was not the two brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, but the unknown mysterious master in front of her.

Possessing the Pure Yang Fire Magic, he drove away the Bei Zhang Ling Zombie, snatched the white bone relics, and killed fiercely without any taboos.

She racked her brains but never imagined that there was such a person in the Taoist sect whom she didn't know.

"kill!"

Meng Qiwu waved his hand, and the Thunder Yuan Pearl surged over. A huge thunder descended, and the thunder energy spread everywhere, covering Zhang Fan, Zhang Beijiang, and Qin Ergou.

"go with!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan raised his hand, and the white bone relic shot up into the sky. The dragon toad's aura was everywhere, and the white mist was like frost, which actually blocked the surging and violent thunder.

"The Taiyin turns into black thunder!?"

Meng Qiwu's pupils suddenly contracted. She had underestimated this natural treasure after all. It had the power of the Qingyu magic weapon as soon as it was born.

Rumble…

The white bone beads and the crimson jade beads collided with each other, white light filled the air, thunder and lightning ran rampant, the terrifying power condensed into a point, suddenly exploded, and the earth was shaking.

The ancient Jingguan corpse mound collapsed at this moment, and countless corpses and bones were scattered.

In an instant, a pent-up air seemed to leak out from the earth's veins and rushed straight into the sky, accompanied by a strange sound, like a toad swallowing or a dragon roaring.

bang bang bang...

There was a loud bang, the earth began to crack, and the whole mountain seemed to be shaking.

"The corpse mound in Jingguan has been broken, and the toad has awakened." Qi Delong's face suddenly changed.

The Jingguan Corpse Mound was originally a "mouth seal" used to suppress the toad's mouth, but now it's gone, the dragon vein has shifted, and the precious light has poured out, which actually directly caused the mountains and rivers to shake and the earth to roar.

This is a change in the celestial phenomena and geographical conditions.

"Let's go, this guy is unpredictable and hard to defeat!"

Meng Qiwu looked solemn. He activated the Thunder Yuan Pearl, used the lightning to escape and grabbed Gu Chuanyin.

"Walk?"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and the white bone relic descended again, and the dragon toad's precious energy condensed into a piece and crushed him.

boom……

Meng Qiwu turned the Thunder Yuan Pearl, and the boiling thunder condensed into a barrier in front of him. However, the white light was pervasive and directly swept across Gu Chuanyin's body.

"Ah ah ah..."

In an instant, Gu Chuanyin let out a scream. The moment his body came into contact with the white light, his flesh and blood disappeared, revealing his white bones.

Immediately afterwards, the broken body exploded and a soul soared into the sky.

"Well, mountains and rivers will meet each other."

Meng Qiwu gritted his teeth, grabbed Gu Chuanyin's soul, rode on the Thunder Yuan Pearl, and fled far away in a cloud of thunder.

Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed like a line, and he was ready to kill. Even though the earth was shaking and the mountains were sliding, he would still chase after them.

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, Qi Delong shouted, his body became unstable and shook with the ground.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw that Qin Ergou, who was closest to him, seemed to have lost his soul and was standing there in a daze. A huge rock rolled down and hit him.

"save him."

Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly, and with a light shout, the Zhang Bei zombie next to him moved.

However, before he arrived, suddenly, an invisible aura rose from Qin Ergou's body, shattering the rolling boulder.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes darkened slightly. He took a step forward and rushed forward. He saw that Qin Ergou's eyes were blank, staring blankly into the depths of Chanbao Mountain. His chest was heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily. As if observing with his soul, he suddenly had a scene outside his soul.

Qin Ergou's soul has revived, with a royal flag waving behind him, guarding the law and guarding the god. Rays of precious light are actually pouring towards him from the depths of Chanbao Mountain, transforming into his soul, being tempered repeatedly, and changing mysteriously.

"Fishing for Toad Qi... Is he absorbing the essence of the dragon veins of this mountain?"

Qi Delong walked over and looked at Qin Ergou in disbelief.

The toad-fishing energy that seemed like calisthenics actually showed incredible dominance and mystery at this moment. When the toads in the Toad Treasure Mountain revived and opened their mouths, and the precious light leaked out, it really snatched food from their mouths and fished out the essence for itself.

"The Taoist priest really did not deceive their family." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

Back then, the Taoist priest that Qin Ergou's ancestor met said that this technique of fishing toad qi had the ability to rotate the sun and the moon and swallow yin and yang, but it was only when practiced by the right person at the right time that one could have such a blessing.

"The ancestors of the Qin family have been practicing the fishing toad spirit for generations, which has influenced the souls of the younger generations invisibly, but it has never been revealed..."

The accumulation of generations and years, this is the right time.

Now that Chanbao Mountain has come into being and its precious light is leaking out, this is a geographical advantage.

Meeting Zhang Fan, being taught the Northern Emperor's flag, and awakening his soul finally made the Toad Fishing Qi shine. This is human harmony.

The right time, the right place and the right people are all indispensable factors, which made Qin Ergou's success possible.

The power of heaven and earth, the dragon veins of mountains and rivers, throughout history, how many people have had such an opportunity to temper their souls! ?

"This kid is really blessed by heaven. His future achievements are limitless."

At this moment, even Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, the heirs of Laojun Mountain, couldn't help but sigh like this, with a hint of envy in their eyes.

"No one else can ask for this kind of luck." Zhang Fan shook his head.

In the village where Qin Ergou's ancestors lived, only their family survived. As for the other villagers, I am afraid they have all become part of the [Jingguan Corpse Mound].

This was certainly luck. The fact that their family was valued by the Taoist priest and taught the Toad Fishing Qi was probably because the Taoist priest still had compassion and caused so much killing to leave a trace of life and create good karma.

Qin Ergou's ancestors have been guarding this barren mountain. If any generation had the idea of ​​leaving this place, or if the Toad Fishing Qi was not passed down, how could he have the good fortune he has today.

"You stay here to protect him!"

Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Beijiang, and then at the night mountain. The earthquake was getting smaller and smaller, and the rocks gradually stopped falling. But the mountain seemed more and more dangerous. After all, the toad was alive, and Meng Qiwu had also escaped. There was no guarantee that she would not call for help from Zhongnan Mountain.

Delay would lead to unexpected events, and Zhang Fan was unwilling to delay any longer, so he could only leave Zhang Beijiang behind to protect Qin Ergou.

"let's go."

Zhang Fan called Qi Delong and walked towards the depths of Chanbao Mountain.

He gained a lot from this trip. Not only did it allow Zhang Beijiang to display his deification skills and transform the [Five Lords of Soldiers] into the [Five Lords of Evil], but he himself was also promoted to the great master-level spiritual zombie realm.

As for Zhang Fan himself, he even obtained the natural treasure, the white bone relic.

This treasure is comparable to the [Thunder Yuan Pearl].

At this time, Zhang Fan swallowed the white bone relic into his stomach, which sank and floated in his dantian. The milky white mist condensed into shape like liquid, emitting a faint luster, and spread to his limbs and bones. Along with the flow of true yang, it tempered Zhang Fan's flesh and blood all the time and strengthened his true yang.

Even its soul can be nourished.

This is the [Dragon Toad Treasure Qi] contained in the white bone relic, and it is also its most core power. The negative pole produces the positive pole, and the energy of the dragon veins, when combined with the life essence of countless corpses, make this treasure.

call……

At this moment, Qi Delong couldn't help but look sideways. He faintly felt that Zhang Fan's body was vibrating at an extremely subtle and mysterious frequency, as if it was resonating with the white bone relics in his body.

In other words, he was practicing and tempering his body all the time.

Cultivate both nature and life, the spirit is nature and the body is life.

At this moment, Zhang Fan seemed to have entered a new realm in his spiritual practice.

"Your luck is really against the sky." Qi Delong couldn't help but say.

The Jingguan Corpse Mound was nurtured for hundreds of years, and the breath was sealed and taken away before such a treasure was born. Who could have thought that it would fall into Zhang Fan's hands.

There seems to be a destiny in the dark.

"On February 2nd of next year, Zhenwu Mountain will open its gates and hold a disciple selection ceremony. Master Chaoran will accept a closed disciple during the ceremony..." Qi Delong changed the subject and looked at Zhang Fan with an increasingly strange look.

"That person can't be you!?"

"This...how should I know?" Zhang Fan curled his lips.

To be honest, although he was called a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, he had never practiced in Zhenwu Mountain. He was self-taught through a Taoist secret book. His other various methods and incredible abilities were also the foundation laid by their Zhang family.

As for Master Chaoran, Zhang Fan had only met him once.

Being a closed disciple is such a big thing, and unless it is confirmed by Master Chaoran himself, no one dares to say who will receive this honor.

Before, Zhang Fan had heard Fang Changle mention that many Xuanmen families and even Chunyang families were ready to send their disciples to Zhenwu Mountain to win this seat.

"You're right. Being the heir of a mountain is not just talk. Strictly speaking, it's not up to one person to decide." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

"Is there anything else special about this?" Zhang Fanqi asked.

He always felt that the so-called successor was not just about talent, cultivation, and physique...

"Each mountain has its own secrets, and they are all approved by the ancestors and determined by prayers to heaven." Qi Delong said it very obscurely.

"The master approved it? How did he approve it?" Zhang Fan was even more curious.

"In short... the successor of a mountain is not only recognized by the founder, but also has great luck... The original successor of Zhenwu Mountain was Xia Weisheng. She was the last disciple appointed by Chaoran Zhenren. It is said that even the Zhenwu Jade Butterfly was passed into her hands..." Qi Delong said lightly.

"I don't know how, but he suddenly wants to accept disciples again. The door is already closed, how can it be closed again? Master Chaoran is so awesome." Qi Dongqiang couldn't help but say.

"Shut up! Do you think you can make such irresponsible remarks about Master Chaoran?" Qi Delong scolded.

"Is Xia Weisheng special?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Of course she is special. She was accepted as a disciple by Chaoran Zhenren when she was twelve years old. Do you know how incredible her luck is?" Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Zhang Fan focused his eyes and saw an earthen temple exposed in the valley not far in front of him, hidden among the grass and trees.

"The last time I came here, there wasn't any..."

"Brother, it must have been caused by the earthquake just now." Qi Dongqiang said in a deep voice.

"This is..." Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully, as if he had guessed something.

"This is a sacrificial temple... The big tomb is right below, and it was originally the place where the coffins were placed." Qi Delong said in a serious tone.

"Finally found it." Zhang Fan took a deep breath.

If Chanbao Mountain really gave birth to a spiritual fetus, it should be in this tomb, which was occupied by the mysterious Taoist priest hundreds of years ago.

"go!"

The two looked at each other, and walked to the front of the temple in tacit understanding. They pushed aside the rocks and grass before they found the rusty door.

This temple was originally buried underground. Over the years, the rusty gate was covered with moss.

Zhang Fan pushed the loose door gently and it opened. A cool breeze of grass and soil wafted out, along with a faint smell of incense.

The temple is not big, and its interior seems like a Taoist temple. There is a hanging coffin enshrined in the shrine, and there are bronze statues of pine and crane standing on both sides, with oil lamps in their mouths that have never been extinguished.

"That is a special lamp oil made from whale fat. A lamp can burn for hundreds of years without going out." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

"Is this the Taoist priest's coffin?" Zhang Fan looked up at the coffin that was suspended in the air by heavy chains, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

It was the first time he had seen a coffin arranged like this.

"That is an empty coffin, a fake coffin... The hanging coffin symbolizes ascension to heaven. It stands without touching the ground, so ascension can be expected..." Qi Delong said in a deep voice.

In ancient times, Taoists went into the mountains to practice, and after many of them passed away, they would erect hanging coffins, implying their ascension to become immortals.

There are still many such relics in the land of Bashu.

"Look……"

Qi Delong walked to the side and saw that there was actually a mural on the wall. It was mottled and silent, with dull colors. Many parts had fallen off, and there were a lot of strange words next to it.

"What kind of words are these?" Zhang Fan was puzzled.

"In ancient times, Taoist priests passed down scriptures and teachings. In order to prevent them from being spread outside, they created a special kind of Taoist text that only their direct disciples could understand." Qi Delong made a brief distinction.

"Do you understand?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Each school has a different script. This is not the Taoist script of our Laojun Mountain. I can only understand 20% to 30%..."

Qi Delong shook his head and focused his attention on the mural next to him. By learning from each other, he was able to understand a thing or two.

The content of the painting is also very simple. There is a towering mountain with incense smoke floating in the air. A Taoist priest is at the foot of the mountain, bowing down to a tall and thin figure.

The figure's proportions were extremely disproportionate, and the whole person seemed to be in shadow, much taller than the Taoist priest.

"The method to become an immortal?" Qi Delong looked at it, his eyes gradually becoming strange.

"Did you see anything?" Zhang Fan asked.

"The content of this painting should be the life story of the Taoist priest, who is also the owner of this tomb..." Qi Delong said in a serious tone.

"He is a Taoist priest from Mount Longhu..."

"Longhu Mountain!?" Zhang Fan's eyebrows twitched.

"Yes, this person should have been born three or four hundred years ago. He practiced Taoism in Longhu Mountain for many years. Once when he went down the mountain, he met a master who taught him the way to become an immortal..."

"What kind of expert?" Zhang Fanqi asked.

Longhu Mountain is the ancestral home of Taoism and a wonderland for immortals. Do they need to learn from others if they want to cultivate immortality?
Qi Delong's eyes narrowed as he looked at the words next to him and shook his head.

"I don't know. It only records the name of that master..."

"His name is ..."

"Thousand-year-old demon!"

(End of this chapter)