Pure Yang!

Chapter 288: The New Dog! The Natural Spirit Embryo of Baihe Temple

The Dragon and Tiger Tomb and the Zhang Family Tomb are full of dead people. The dead people have no souls in their orifices, and they have become immortals without souls or spirits.

The lame old man whispered softly, as if talking in a dream, floating in front of the mysterious village entrance. He was like the ghost of the dead, guarding the ancient tomb in the confusing fog.

Paper money was flying, and the firelight reflected on the lame old man's face, making his gaze towards Zhang Fan seem even more unfathomable.

"Lame old man..."

Bai Yujing looked nervous. He took a step forward and stood in front of Zhang Fan.

The lame old man grinned in a creepy way, and the paper money in the brazier rolled even more violently.

"Little Snake, why are you so nervous? Over the years, all kinds of people have come to Taisui Village?" the lame old man said calmly.

"People from the Zhang family have been here, and people from the Li family have been here too..."

"Zhang Tiansheng..."

"Zhang Lingzong..."

Having said this, the lame old man paused for a moment, but the paper money between his fingers continued to burn.

"Little ghost, are you from Nan Zhang!?"

"Junior Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, but still introduced himself.

"Zhenwu preached for seventy-three years, because all people who are destined to be calamities will be able to participate... So you are the calamity..."

"Chu Chaoran's great calamity!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone except Qin Ergou changed color, especially Zhang Fan, whose eyes trembled with deep surprise and suspicion.

"What are you talking about, senior?"

"Young man, what do you think of this big tomb? Is it friendly?" The lame old man slumped on the ground, pursed his lips, and glanced at the tomb behind him.

"Kind!?" Zhang Fan looked strange.

"Senior, why is this called Dragon and Tiger Tomb, Zhang Family Tomb?"

"The Dragon and Tiger Zhang family... destroyed mountains and temples nine times, and all the dead were buried here..."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in the lame old man's eyes.

"What do you think this big tomb should be called?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan's eyelids twitched twice.

"Lao Lame, he is a junior and can't afford to make such a joke."

Bai Yujing hurried forward and tried to smooth things over.

"Are you kidding? The place of life and death, the path to becoming an immortal, who is kidding him?" The lame old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Little ghost, maybe you will be buried here after you die."

Zhang Fan moved his mouth, as if he wanted to curse, but seeing Bai Yujing's respectful look, he held back.

"Old Lame, can I take him in?" Bai Yujing asked uncertainly.

"People from the Zhang family are entering the village? Do you think you are a Taoist priest of the Three Corpses?"

The lame old man sneered, and the flames in the brazier immediately formed a vortex, and even the thick fog behind him began to surge.

"Lame old man..." Bai Yujing turned pale and called out in a low voice.

"Hey, just kidding you guys."

The lame old man waved his hand, and the fire in the brazier immediately dimmed, and the flying paper money slowly sank.

"Let's go."

As soon as these words were spoken, Bai Yujing felt as if he had been pardoned. He took Zhang Fan and Qin Ergou and hurried into the village.

A thick fog was surging behind him, covering everything. Zhang Fan looked back and could only vaguely see the huge mountain-like tomb, accompanied by faint firelight and floating paper money.

"Aunt Bai, who is that old man just now?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"He is the gravekeeper in the village, and we all call him Lame Old Man." Bai Yujing said in a serious tone.

"Gravekeeper? Guarding that big tomb? I don't think he is a spirit..." Zhang Fan asked doubtfully.

"You're right."

Bai Yujing nodded: "Since I joined Wuwei Sect and became one of the Thirteen Zodiac Signs, the first time I came to the village, Lame Old Man was already here."

"I heard from Jin Maori that he met Lame Old Man when he joined Wuwei Sect."

"Rooster!?"

Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something.

Rooster is the oldest among the thirteen zodiac signs.

Eighty years ago, when Taoism was hit by a catastrophe, the ancestor of the Shensha lineage escaped death because he had never gone up the mountain to attend the grand ceremony. Later he headed north, and before his death, he disobeyed his ancestors and passed on his lineage to two disciples.

One is Jin Mao Ri and the other is Cui Si Ye.

Cui Siye's lineage of magic and the Shensha Sect's treasure, the [Shensha Fighting Clothes], were all passed on to Wen He.

As for Jin Maori, he parted ways with that senior brother when he was young, and wandered around in troubled times. He was rescued from a pile of dead bodies by Taoist Sanshi, and from then on he became a disciple of the Wuwei Sect.

This means that Jin Maori is over eighty years old and should be the oldest among the thirteen zodiac signs.

He has seen the living Three Corpses Taoist.

"He was here when Jin Maori entered Wuwei Sect. Then how old is this Old Dong?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"do not know."

Bai Yujing shook his head: "No one knows where Cripple Master came from. All we know is that he is the village's gravekeeper and he never leaves the village."

"There's something weird about this village." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

Tai Sui Village is an important place of Wuwei Sect. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter and ordinary people are not allowed to get close to it. If it is not weird, it would be too weird.

"The Rabbit's birth palace should be in that direction."

Bai Yujing was walking in the fog, and suddenly stopped and pointed in a direction.

"Aunt Bai, in such a thick fog, can you still tell the direction?"

Zhang Fan looked around, but there was no reference point. In such an environment, he wouldn't even know where he was even if he turned around in circles, let alone determine his direction.

"Don't forget, I am also one of the thirteen zodiac signs, so I can naturally find my own birth palace." Bai Yujing said lightly.

Among the thirteen zodiac signs, the snake belongs to the fire element, and Si is the Xun hexagram, which belongs to the wood element. It is located in the southeast, and Xun wood gives birth to Si fire.

Therefore, the natal palace of Snake is in the southeast direction.

Baiyujing faces southeast. In a trance, deep in the endless fog, there is a palace temple looming. Looking through the soul, there is actually a phantom of a giant snake lurking there. The incense is as faint as smoke, rising three feet high, and a dim flame is boiling all over its body. If divided into yin and yang, this fire is yin fire.

According to the Five Elements, snakes belong to the fire element, but it is Yin fire.

Rumble…

At this moment, from the northwest direction opposite to the Snake's natal palace, a beam of air rose into the sky, as if it had generated a sensation. In the vast fog, a temple also emerged. In the distance, a huge beast shaped like an ancient pig was entrenched, with golden light all around it. Only the incense seemed dim.

"That is..." Zhang Fan looked over and couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

"That is the natal palace of the Pig." Bai Yujing said in a serious tone.

Hai belongs to Qian Gua, and its Five Elements are metal. It is located in the northwest. Metal can produce water, and water is hidden in Hai, so it clashes with Si Fire.

Because of this, in the past and even now, if a man and a woman are matched based on their horoscopes, they generally try to avoid marriages with those born in the years of the snake and the pig.

According to the four pillars, Si and Hai are in conflict.

Therefore, if people born in the Year of the Snake encounter a conflict between Si and Hai, such as the Year of the Pig, they need to hang Five Emperors' Coins in the northwest, which is the Hai position. Or they can plant some flowers and plants to absorb the water evil.

The Si Palace has already become apparent, and the Hai Palace has just started to respond. They are in conflict with each other, but they are related.

"The Pig of Hai has been seriously injured. The incense is dim and is almost out." Bai Yujing couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the atmosphere in the Hai Palace.

"He's not dead?" Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

On that day, in the town of Luoxia, he used drastic measures to suppress his old acquaintance Wang Tao. Who would have thought that at the last moment, he had to watch the other party gradually disappear, as if an invisible big mouth was eating him bite by bite.

It is so bizarre that Zhang Fan still cannot figure it out.

Listening to Zhang Fan's description, Bai Yujing pondered for a moment before saying, "I heard that the Haizhu lineage has a very special Taoist method called the Self-Eating Method."

"The method of eating oneself!" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. "Not bad." Bai Yujing nodded.

"This method can save one's life by swallowing and digesting oneself."

"You can imagine eating it and then pooping it out."

"This..." Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, his expression became strange, and the image of Wang Tao, who looked like a man and a woman but not a man or a woman, emerged in his mind.

"It's a bit shameful, but at least it can save my life."

"But this method can only be used once in a lifetime, and it is extremely costly."

Bai Yujing looked in the direction of [Pig Palace], his eyes slightly fixed, and said calmly: "It seems that he will not be able to recover for a while, and he may even lose his life."

Just from these few words, Zhang Fan was able to conclude that the Self-Eating Method was said to save lives, but it was extremely risky and was not a 100% guarantee of avoiding disasters and prolonging one's life.

If it weren't for the overbearing power of his Taoism, Wang Tao wouldn't have been forced to use this method that day.

"There are thousands of ways of Taoism in this world, which are really interesting." Zhang Fan sighed as he looked in the direction of the Hai Palace.

"It's more than just interesting. The [Self-Eating Method] of the Haizhu lineage has a very profound origin." Bai Yujing said calmly.

"Is he someone important?"

"I heard that it was derived from a branch of [Jia Sheng Gui Si], one of the nine inner alchemy methods."

"Jia is born and Gui dies... that's quite a story." Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes.

"what are you doing?"

At this moment, Bai Yujing's light shout drew Zhang Fan's attention back. He turned around and saw that Qin Ergou, who had been silent all the time, was walking towards the depths of the fog on his own.

"Ergou, what are you doing?" Zhang Fan asked.

Qin Ergou stopped, looked sideways at Zhang Fan, and pointed to the depths of the fog.

"Brother Fan, something is calling me."

Qin Ergou's eyes became extremely strange. He looked sideways at the vast fog, revealing deep desire.

"Ouch..."

Suddenly, a strange cry rang out and spread throughout the village.

Then, a huge figure suddenly flashed by. It looked like a big dog, with a mane like flames, seemingly real or illusory. It was more than three meters tall, and it actually carried Qin Ergou directly and ran towards the deepest part of the fog.

"Hold the grass..."

Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed, and he took a step forward, ready to catch up.

At this moment, Bai Yujing's hand was already on his shoulder, pulling him hard.

"Don't run around, this is Tai Sui Village." Bai Yujing warned.

"But……"

"He shouldn't be in danger."

Bai Yujing looked solemnly as he looked towards the northwest. Deep in the vast fog, there seemed to be a palace temple looming. The incense inside had long been extinguished. A huge dog shadow was lurking there, and the light was extremely dim.

"That is……"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and saw that the shadow of the big dog was quite similar to the strange beast that suddenly appeared just now.

"That is the Xu Palace." Bai Yujing said in a deep voice.

"Last year, the Dog Han Diyan died, and the incense offerings to this temple have ceased..."

"Han Diyan!" Zhang Fan's heart moved slightly, and the figure of that man appeared in his mind.

Back in Yujing City, it was this person who tried to kill him many times.

Before Zhang Fan had the chance to take revenge himself, the man had already died.

“What a fate.”

Bai Yujing looked at the direction of the [Xu Palace] and sighed softly.

"Aunt Bai, Ergou..."

"If my guess is correct, there will be a new 13 zodiac signs..."

"It's the dog!"

"A new dog!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed as he looked towards the [Xu Palace] with a look of surprise.

……

Shangjing City, remote suburbs.

An abandoned factory.

In the early years, this factory was extremely prosperous during the Great Steel Production Campaign, with dozens of trucks entering and leaving every day.

Now, the ground is covered with weeds and looks like a ruin.

call……

At this moment, an old state-owned car slowly drove into the factory area, a gate slowly rose, and after entering the factory, another steel door opened.

The car slowly stopped, and two Taoists got out first. One of them walked around to the back and opened the door. An old man slowly got out of the car. He had white hair and a youthful face, and a restrained look. He was the current president of the Taoist Association, the master of the White Crane Temple...

Long live Jiang!
"President..."

Yue Zangfeng closed the car door and followed closely.

"Xiao Yue, just wait here." Jiang Wansui said lightly.

"it is good!"

Yue Zangfeng watched Jiang Wansui walk to the deepest part of the abandoned factory. The last gate was made of ancient bronze with many talismans imprinted on it. In the center was a white crane with its wings spread.

Rumble…

As the last bronze door slowly opened, Jiang Wansui walked in alone.

"You shouldn't talk too much."

At this moment, Fan Lingzhou, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke. As Jiang Wansui's right-hand man, he was better at judging the situation than Yue Zangfeng.

"I'm just worried." Yue Zangfeng murmured softly as he watched the slowly closing bronze door.

"Are you worried?" Fan Lingzhou smiled.

"What kind of person is the president? Are you worried about him coming?"

"Besides, the existence he wants to see is not someone you and I can come into contact with." Fan Lingzhou said coldly.

"Yes, after all, it is..."

"Born with a spirit!"

Yue Zangfeng's eyes became dull and he uttered four big words.

……

On the other side of the bronze door, the once abandoned blast furnace is still in operation. The temperature here is at least 20 degrees higher than outside, and the air is distorted wherever you look.

Jiang Wansui's white hair became a little dry at this moment.

He stopped and saw a figure hidden in the firelight, with a terrifying aura filling the surroundings.

At this moment, a hairy arm stretched out from the fire, grabbed the copper ball next to it, and scooped up the iron liquid that had just come out of the furnace.

Click... click...

goo-dong... goo-dong...

The sounds of chewing and swallowing came from the flickering fire, which was extremely weird.

"This molten iron tastes worse and worse."

A low sound suddenly rang out, like thunder in the sky, and it actually caused the blast furnace behind him to rumble.

"Long live Jiang, long time no see!"

In the firelight, the terrifying figure slowly stood up.

(End of this chapter)