Pure Yang!

Chapter 305: One of the Nine Weapons: Heavenly Punishment Ruler! The Generous Second Master of the Zhang Family

There are ancient ruins hidden in the deep mountains, and a real dragon appears when the immortal points to the moon.

On the huge, mottled and dilapidated rock wall, there is an enormous portrait engraved. It is a legendary creature hiding in the sea of ​​clouds, with only scales and claws visible, looming. The terrifying aura seems to be about to jump out of the stone wall.

The dragon can only be seen from the head but not the tail. It is said that when the ancients painted a dragon, they could not show its entire appearance, otherwise strange things would happen.

Real dragon!

A creature in ancient legends, even for ascetics, the real dragon is like a god. One only knows its name but never sees its form. It is the most empty and holy, the most divine and the most hidden.

There have always been many evil dragons in the rivers and seas. Where can we see a real dragon?
"One of the Nine Weapons..."

In the dim firelight, a thin young man walked up from behind. He looked 70% similar to Huang Liulang, except that his aura was stronger and he was dressed in a well-ironed suit, which seemed out of place in this desolate mountain.

"In ancient times, the Nine Methods were kings, which was the pinnacle of the alchemy path. Only the Nine Instruments could balance it..."

The thin young man spoke in a cold voice, his dark eyes fixed on the huge rock wall in front of him.

"One of the Nine Weapons is hidden in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

"True dragon horn...what kind of magic can it restrain?" the thin young man couldn't help but ask.

In terms of knowledge and background, he is naturally not as good as Li Changgeng, the successor of Baihe Temple.

"Sanlang, your Huangpi Cave is considered to be a dominant force in the Shiwanda Mountains. Haven't you heard of it?" Li Changgeng whispered.

His voice is as harmonious as the spring breeze and as full of vitality as all things, making people feel convinced when they hear it.

"Never heard of it." Huang Sanlang shook his head.

"Gather the strengths of all spirits and become a true dragon of nature..." Li Changgeng said slowly.

The true dragon is known as the strongest creature, combining the strengths of all living creatures.

Among the nine methods, there is also one that explores the changes of the physical body and comprehends the ultimate of evolution.

The universe is vast, and it seems that only the True Dragon Horn can break its body, destroy its method, and exterminate its path.

The real dragon's treasure cave sharpens the knife, no hero in the world can escape.

Thinking of this, Li Changgeng's gaze once again turned to the huge rock wall. The real dragon was roaming across the sky, but in front of it was a human figure, as if a powerful enemy was approaching the earth. Behind him, the five elements were intertwined, like an immortal claiming to be the king.

"One of the Nine Methods, the Five Elements King of Mistakes!?"

Huang Sanlang was moved: "How could the True Dragon Horn, one of the Nine Weapons, be hidden in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?!"

"This is not surprising." Li Changgeng said lightly.

"Divine objects are naturally hidden. Ordinary people cannot recognize such treasures when they see them."

"Many years ago, the True Dragon Horn once landed in Mount Zhongnan, but later it disappeared into the dust and wandered in the mountains and seas."

Having said this, Li Changgeng paused for a moment.

Such a magical object has its own mystery. It cannot be obtained by one person, one mountain or one sect. If destiny arrives, its owner will surely reveal himself.

He seems to have a will of his own.

"Zhao Jiexuan, you are willing to risk your life just to find the real dragon horn." Li Changgeng murmured softly.

“What an unexpected bonus.”

"Nine weapons overcome nine methods..."

Huang Sanlang looked dazed, and subconsciously looked at Li Changgeng who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, and subconsciously said: "You are practicing [Seizing the Luck of Heaven and Earth], I wonder what the nine weapons are that can restrain you?"

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, the bonfire in front of Li Changgeng suddenly burst into flames, like a fire dragon rising up, like thoughts boiling, and the terrifying atmosphere was overwhelming and spread in all directions.

Huang Sanlang's face suddenly changed and he subconsciously took a few steps back, his face turning pale as frost.

He saw the world in chaos and the blazing red light, and his soul seemed to be falling into this endless purgatory and turning into ashes.

He knew that he had spoken carelessly and violated a taboo.

Seizing the Fate of Heaven and Earth is ranked among the Nine Laws. In the world today, there are only nine weapons that can restrain it. This is Li Changgeng's lifeblood. How dare he ask this question?

"If anyone can seize the destiny of heaven and earth, he will be punished by heaven and earth."

At this moment, Li Changgeng spoke softly, his voice as calm as autumn water.

The rising flames gradually subsided, and everything returned to normal. There was only the faint sound of the mountain breeze around.

"The nine instruments that can restrain [The Fortune of Heaven and Earth] are called the Heaven Punishment Ruler!" Li Changgeng said calmly.

Huang Sanlang's eyes narrowed with surprise and suspicion. He never expected that Li Changgeng was so magnanimous that he would openly reveal his vital point.

"There's nothing that can't be told to others, Sanlang, there's no need to be nervous." Li Changgeng whispered.

Huang Sanlang remained silent after hearing this.

The way of utmost sincerity has a mind bigger than the sky. It seems to be all-embracing and all-tolerant, but in fact it hides grace and power. It is like the vast way of heaven, which controls everything. It has grace to serve all, but also punishes all people. It is so supreme that there is naturally no need to hide it and it can be displayed to the world.

This is a kind of superiority that is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"Sanlang, you are the leader of Huangpi Cave. Haven't you been recognized yet?" Li Changgeng suddenly said, changing the subject.

"It should be soon!" Huang Sanlang paused for a moment.

"During the seventh siege of mountains and temples, too many casualties occurred in the Shiwan Mountains. Since then, the older generations in the mountains have become conservative. They don't want to repeat the same mistakes, and they won't easily take sides." Huang Sanlang said in a deep voice.

After experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, the demons and ghosts in the Shiwan Mountains became extremely cautious. They did not want to get involved in the fight between Taoism and Wuwei.

However, the thousands-year-long struggle for the orthodoxy will surely sweep the world, and anyone who practices Taoism, whether human or spirit, cannot stay out of it.

"There are different voices among our peers." Huang Sanlang said in a serious tone.

He is not invincible in the Huangpi Cave, and it is difficult for him to subdue everyone by himself.

Now, there are voices of opposition to his approach to Baihe Temple.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the old guys in the cave didn't care about the fight below. After all, the survival law of the demons and monsters is primitive and brutal. Only the fittest survive, and only those who survive have the right to speak.

"I will help you eliminate those discordant voices." Li Changgeng said lightly.

Huang Sanlang raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Li Changgeng's back, but said nothing.

He knew how much blood and blood was hidden in this casual sentence.

"Sanlang, what we are going to do is a great thing to create the world. The small yellow cave is just your starting point. In the future, I will make you the leader of the demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains..." Li Changgeng said lightly.

There was an unquestionable majesty in his calm voice, as if what he was talking about was the not-too-distant future.

"Demon leader..." A burning look surged in Huang Sanlang's calm eyes.

"In this life, the Wuwei Sect will be wiped out." Li Changgeng said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Huang Sanlang couldn't help but reveal a strange look. He didn't expect Li Changgeng to be so bold and ambitious. It was really terrifying.

call……

Suddenly, a gust of wind came howling, and a figure staggered and rushed over from a distance and fell beside Li Changgeng.

"Huh!?" Huang Sanlang raised his eyebrows and recognized the person instantly.

"Yu Xuanji!?"

"You are hurt?"

Huang Sanlang rushed forward to support her upon seeing this. This woman was the successor of Mount Sanqing, so they were on the same side.

"Chang Geng..."

"Liu Lang is dead, Xu Changnian is also dead?"

Li Changgeng looked at Yu Xuanji, his eyes slightly fixed.

"My Wind and Thunder Tower is also lost." Yu Xuanji gritted her teeth.

That was the magic weapon of Sanqing Mountain, and it had reached the Qingyu level. We suffered heavy losses this time, and it would be difficult to explain after we return.

"What?" Huang Sanlang's face suddenly changed, and he said in a lost voice: "Xiao Liu is dead?"

Huang Liulang is his younger brother and a great helper to his lineage in the Huangpi Cave. This time, he followed Yu Xuanji out to meet the masters of the Xu family, but he died outside.

"Who did it?" Huang Sanlang asked in a deep voice.

He was well aware of Huang Liulang's strength. He could fight even if he met a Taoist master at the level of a great master. What's more, he had Yu Xuanji's help and the masters of the Xu family beside him.

"He's here?" Li Changgeng said indifferently.

"Yes, he is here." Yu Xuanji nodded.

Huang Liulang's face was filled with more doubts when he heard this. He didn't know who the two were talking about. "Well, Zhang Fan, you really didn't disappoint me."

At this moment, a slight smile appeared on Li Changgeng's face, as if he was happy and expectant.

The arrival of a powerful enemy was like an old friend from afar, without any trace of anger or murderous intent.

As he spoke, Li Changgeng raised his hand and took out a piece of leather from his arms.

The leather was crystal clear, and there was a glow of lightning arcs on the surface. There were also strange lines on it that looked like lightning marks and electric arcs.

"Electric Mother Skin!?" Yu Xuanji's eyes lit up.

This is a natural treasure.

The world is so big, and there are always some strange places and wonderful scenery in the mountains and seas that ordinary people have never seen.

This skin of the Dianmu was obtained by Li Changgeng in a [Thunder Swamp].

That [Thunder Swamp] was formed in a special environment by the ignition of thunder from heaven and fire from the earth. It took at least eight hundred years to grow this skin.

"This Dianmu skin is for you. It is enough to make up for your loss."

As soon as Li Changgeng made a move, he created a rare treasure.

Then he looked at Huang Sanlang.

"Cultivation is about overcoming tribulations. Unfortunately, Xiaoliu's road has come to an end." A hint of cruelty flashed in Huang Sanlang's eyes, but he did not continue to be sad.

"Lust is a deadly disaster. Only when you can let go of all thoughts can you see the truth." Li Changgeng nodded: "You can achieve great things."

"I will help you gain the right to speak in Huangpi Cave."

"That Zhang Fan..." After Yu Xuanji got the skin of the Mother of Lightning, the haze in her eyes was swept away. When she thought of Zhang Fan, she suddenly had murderous thoughts in her heart.

"I will wait for him in these 100,000 mountains."

Li Changgeng sat cross-legged without moving and slowly closed his eyes.

Unmoved by the eight winds, sitting firmly on the purple gold platform.

……

The next day, early morning.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Zhang Fan packed up his things, took some personal belongings, and headed for the Shiwanda Mountains.

"I'm not going there to play, you really don't have to follow me."

On the way, Zhang Fan looked at Li Miaoyin who was following him and couldn't help but mutter something.

He got up early on purpose and didn't even bring Lin Jianyue with him. He originally wanted to travel alone quietly, but he was caught by Li Miaoyin.

"You're going to destroy the bridge after crossing it, huh?" Li Miaoyin characterized Zhang Fan.

"I really have something to do, why are you following me?" Zhang Fan curled his lips.

"I like to join in the fun, is that okay?"

Li Miaoyin leaned close to Zhang Fan's ear and whispered, "If you don't take me with you, I will tell Li Yishan and his mother about you dragging me into your room in the middle of the night!"

"You..." Zhang Fan's eyes widened.

"Student Zhang, you don't want our secret to be known by others, right?" Li Miaoyin chuckled.

"you are vicious!"

Zhang Fan had no choice but to compromise, but then he thought that taking Li Miaoyin with him might be a great help.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains do not really mean that there are 100,000 mountains, but that the mountains are stretched out in an endless stream and difficult to count.

Moreover, the terrain in the Ten Thousand Mountains is complex, the environment is harsh, miasma is rampant, and poisonous insects are everywhere.

Therefore, this is not a scenic spot. On weekdays, there are occasionally mountain villagers going into the mountains to collect herbs, and only a few hikers go into the mountains for adventure.

However, these behaviors are prohibited. The local tourism bureau issues notices every year to warn tourists that the terrain in the mountains is complex and once trapped, rescue is extremely difficult, so they should not enter the mountains at will.

But the more this happens, the more it arouses the curiosity of many hikers.

"There are many ways to enter the mountains. Many of them require renting a ox cart, which can save a lot of physical energy," said Li Miaoyin.

Xiaodu Town is a small town located near the entrance of Shiwanda Mountains.

There are about fifty or sixty small towns like this leading to the Shiwanda Mountains in the whole western Guangxi Province, scattered around the Shiwanda Mountains. Over time, these small towns have become gathering places for hikers who go into the mountains.

The locals make a living and support many people, so the local government turns a blind eye to it.

At this moment, it was still getting dark and there were only two or three ox carts working in the town.

In a place like this, you rarely see cars or even electric bikes on weekdays.

"Uncle, are you going into the mountains?"

Zhang Fan walked to the cowshed and called out. The old man sitting on the ox cart turned around and Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Aren't you the old man who distributed the flyers?"

That day, at the foot of Mount Ganesha, a bald old man who was distributing flyers for the college entrance examination sprint training class was driven away by the scenic area staff.

"Hmm? Young man, you look familiar..." The bald old man looked Zhang Fan up and down.

"Are you the one who asked me to unclog the sewer a few days ago?"

"..."

"Ordering takeout? No, I haven't delivered takeout for half a month."

"..."

"A bath scrubber? It's been a while since I've given a bath to a young man."

"Uncle, you are quite comprehensive." Zhang Fan laughed dryly.

"Going into the mountains?"

"Come in." The bald old man nodded: "Five hundred per person."

"So expensive?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened.

This is too dark.

"It's always been this price." The bald old man said calmly, "How about you take another look?"

"Uncle, this is one thousand yuan for the two of us."

At this moment, Li Miaoyin directly took out a stack of banknotes. People in the town were more willing to accept cash.

"The little girl is still straightforward. Let's go."

The bald old man counted some banknotes, grinned, hitched up the ox cart, and took Zhang Fan and Li Miaoyin with him, staggering towards the Shiwan Mountains.

"Young man, don't think it's expensive."

On the way, the bald old man swung his whip and turned to look at Zhang Fan.

"I'm an old hand here. Sometimes when I meet a generous customer, I feel that what I give is too little and I'm willing to give more."

The bald old man seemed to be secretly guiding Zhang Fan.

"Do you think it's not enough?" Zhang Fan curled his lips: "Are there still such fools?

"Yes..." The bald old man raised his head and said as if reminiscing: "That was many years ago..."

"It's been about 40 years. At that time, not many people went into the mountains. Two people came. One of them was generous and hired me for three days and gave me 2,000 yuan."

"This is too unfair." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

Two thousand yuan forty years ago could buy two or three houses in the city.

"Not only that, that person also invited me to take a shower on the second floor..." The bald old man felt a little nostalgic.

Li Miaoyin showed a strange look and couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan next to her.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"After all these years, I have never met such a sucker again..." sighed the bald old man.

“I still remember his name.”

"The people who came with him called him Second Master... Second Master of the Zhang family..."

"By the way, his name is Zhang Tiansheng!" the bald old man said to himself.

(End of this chapter)