Pure Yang!

Chapter 307: Close to the Tao! The Statue of the God-conferring, the Great Sage of Chaos
Although the mortal body is in the world of mortals, the statue of God is fixed in the void.

He is immortal day and night, and has unparalleled supernatural powers throughout the ages.

The Zhang family of Longhu Mountain are known as a Taoist sect and a family of immortals. The most special thing about them is their method of "naming the gods".

Once the people of the Zhang family obtained a Taoist name and erected a statue of a deity, they would be different from then on. They could receive incense from the world and practice the ways of becoming an immortal in the mundane world.

This is the reason why the Zhang family is the best in the world.

Only by being recognized by the ancestors and being [named after being deified], can one be truly considered a member of the Zhang family. Anything else is just a side issue and unworthy of a title. In the past, one had to leave Longhu Mountain when he turned 20 and even had to give up the Zhang family name.

Before this, these people were often given titles such as [anonymous], [hidden name], [lost name], and [bad name].

In the history of the Longhu Zhang family, the most well-known person of this type is the Three Corpse Taoist who moved the mountains and seas and was known as the best in the world a hundred years ago.

At that time, his name was Zhang Kongming, and the master gave him the name Kongming out of pity.

"Zhang Wuming..."

Zhang Fan looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him who was quite aware of the current situation and remained silent.

In the Zhang family, disciples who have not been deified and given a title are different from those in the heavens and humans. Even in the eyes of those Zhang family members who enjoy the incense, they are not worthy of the surname Zhang.

However, although Zhang Wuming did not gain recognition from the ancestors and was not deified, he was still a member of the Zhang family after all. He was at a high level of skill and was well versed in magic, making him much more powerful than the average Taoist disciple.

“Brother, if you don’t know the significance of deification, I can explain it to you…” Zhang Wuming forced a smile.

Longhu Mountain has been extinct for eighty years. Who in this world still remembers his former fame?
What's more, deifying and naming gods is a secret method of the Longhu Zhang family, which is difficult for ordinary Taoist disciples to know.

Zhang Wuming was afraid that Zhang Fan would not understand his position in the Zhang family, so he quickly made some patches.

"No need." Zhang Fan said lightly.

Strictly speaking, according to the rules of the Zhang family, the Zhang Wuming in front of him could not be considered a disciple of the Northern Zhang lineage.

"Brother, this is our first meeting and we have no hatred against each other, so there's no need to fight." Zhang Wuming laughed dryly.

As a disciple of the Zhang family, he possesses the rare quality of "a real man can bend and stretch."

This was also due to the fact that he had never been deified. With such an identity in the Zhang family, it would be extremely difficult for him to survive if he did not know how to humble himself and seek perfection.

After all, only those disciples who were successfully deified and given a title were truly considered members of the Zhang family and could truly be called the pride of heaven.

As for them, they are just vassals and foils.

"You are right. We have no hatred and no favors. So, whether I let you go or kill you, it makes no difference to me."

Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Wuming with interest and said calmly, "You want me to let you go? Give me a reason."

"I want to live!"

Zhang Wuming was silent for a moment, then only uttered three words.

"That's all?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Gone."

Zhang Wuming shook his head and said, "Do you want to live with me or not? Do you want to live with me?"

"If you want me to live, I will live. If you want me to die, I will have nothing to say."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuming closed his eyes.

Sincerity is always the most powerful killer move.

Zhang Fan was at such a high level that he could hear Zhang Wuming's breathing, which was long and gentle, and the speed of blood flowing under his skin did not change at all.

This means that when he spoke, he was very calm, as if he could accept life or death, as if he had really put his life and death in Zhang Fan's hands willingly.

A person who can handle life and death calmly does not seem to be as servile and cunning as he appears.

"You are interesting. Stay alive first."

Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and released Zhang Wuming's wrist.

"Thank you, brother." Zhang Wuming breathed a sigh of relief.

Almost at the same time, his breathing became rapid, his blood flow quickened, and his heart pounded.

"Brother, you are so skilled, you must be a disciple of one of the ten famous Taoist sects, or are you from a Chunyang family?" Zhang Wuming looked at Zhang Fan with awe in his eyes and asked cautiously.

"Trick me?" Zhang Fan glanced at him.

"How dare I?" Zhang Wuming laughed awkwardly, "I just admire him."

Zhang Fan didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on the girl next to him.

When the girl saw Zhang Fan looking at her, her face trembled slightly and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

She had already seen Zhang Wuming's strength, but the man in front of her seemed even more terrifying. He subdued the other party without showing any anger. His level of Taoism was unimaginable.

The most important thing is that she couldn't figure out Zhang Fan's temper. He had just been fighting to the death, but suddenly he didn't kill Zhang Wuming.

"Demon?" Zhang Fan saw through the girl's true colors at a glance.

"She is the demon from the Huangpi Cave." Zhang Wuming came closer and whispered.

In a flash, he seemed to have become Zhang Fan's person, with a high sense of immersion and no psychological burden at all.

"Yellow Cave!?" Zhang Fan's heart moved slightly.

Li Miaoyin said that Huangpi Cave is a powerful force among the many monsters and ghosts in the Shiwan Mountains.

Huang Liulang, whom he killed that day, was born in Huangpi Cave.

"Why is he chasing you?" Zhang Fan asked the girl.

"I was also assigned to help Huang Sanlang of Huangpi Cave clean up the situation so that he can dominate the market." Zhang Wuming came closer and whispered.

The fights between demons and ghosts were bloody and full of primitive savagery.

The old monster in the cave hardly cares about the fights between the younger generation. Killing with Taoism is a skill, and borrowing external forces is also a skill...

Unless it really involves a matter of life and death in the cave, only a life-and-death struggle can produce a true leader.

After all, they were originally animals that turned into monsters and took over other people's bodies to become demons.

"Delegation? Whose delegation?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Of course it's someone from the Zong family." Zhang Wuming said in a serious tone.

The Longhu Zhang family does not judge status by bloodline. Regardless of one's origin, anyone who is recognized by the ancestor and is deified is considered a descendant of the clan.

The capable ones will rise, the weak ones will retreat, in the process of natural selection, the fittest will survive.

"People from Beizhang..." Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed.

Everything was just as Lin Jianyue said, someone from Bei Zhang really came. He was not some guy like Zhang Wuming, but a real disciple of Bei Zhang, who was deified and had a high level of Taoism.

The people from Beizhang got involved with Li Changgeng. This man not only wanted to surround and kill Zhao Jiexuan, but also wanted to conquer Huangpi Cave.

Zhang Fan guessed that the Huangpi Cave was just a stepping stone for Li Changgeng. The successor of Baihe Temple was extremely ambitious. Perhaps he wanted to use this opportunity to subdue all the demons and monsters in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"Li Changgeng has big plans."

Zhang Fan whispered in his heart and looked at the girl in front of him with a focused gaze.

"What's your name?"

"you shut up."

Without waiting for Zhang Wuming to speak, Zhang Fan glared at him and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"My name is Huang Jiumei."

"Is what he said true?" Zhang Fan asked again.

"It's basically true." Huang Jiumei nodded.

"You are quite tough. Since there is a master in the cave and he has your back, why do you still want to risk your life to resist?" Zhang Fan said calmly.

Huang Jiumei's expression changed again and again. She gritted her teeth and said in a concentrated voice, "If you rely on external forces, you will always be rootless and floating like duckweed..."

"You humans say that greed can blind one's mind. I think Third Brother has been blinded by the immediate benefits. He has let a wolf into the house. Even if he is allowed to become the master of a cave, I'm afraid he will only be used as a pawn in the future. It's a pity that my family will be doomed forever."

"Oh? I didn't expect that you, a yellow-skinned mouse, who has lived in the mountains for a long time, have such extraordinary knowledge." Zhang Fan was surprised, and underestimated this girl. "You humans have a saying, which is to remember the past and learn from it..."

"Back then, the battle between the Dao Sect and the Wuwei Sect spread across the world, affecting the mountains and seas. All of my 100,000 mountain monsters were killed or injured. I had to recuperate for a hundred years before I recovered my vitality..."

Huang Jiumei sighed: "Since ancient times, whenever war breaks out, no matter whether it is victory or defeat, the weak are always hurt."

"I have always advocated not getting involved in human conflicts. The only way out is to cultivate good deeds externally and study the Dao internally. Strengthening oneself and striving for survival is the way out."

"Unfortunately, I am a nobody and my words carry no weight."

At this point, a gloomy look appeared on Huang Jiumei's face.

"You do have some insight. If a disaster happens in the future and you have to choose between Taoism and Wuwei, who will you choose?" Zhang Fan continued to ask with interest.

"Let me choose?" Huang Jiumei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I'm just a little demon, how can I have the right to choose?"

Making choices also requires identity and strength. Most people can only go with the flow and let fate take their course.

"If you are qualified to choose, if you sit in the seat of the yellow-skinned cave master." Zhang Fan whispered in a serious voice.

After these words were spoken, not only Li Miaoyin, but even Zhang Wuming next to him couldn't help but reveal a strange look and looked at Zhang Fan deeply.

"Me?" Huang Jiumei was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

"I do not know."

"do not know?"

"You humans say that things start from people and people are trained through things. Doing anything still depends on people..." Huang Jiumei said gritting her teeth.

"If there is someone among humans who is worthy of my trust, I am willing to entrust my name to him."

"What kind of person is worthy of your trusting your life and death?" Zhang Fan asked.

"One who is close to the Tao."

"Do you know what Tao is?" Zhang Fan laughed.

A trance appeared in Huang Jiumei's eyes, and she murmured softly.

"Life is the Tao, death is the Tao, success is the Tao, failure is the Tao...

"The way of heaven is confused, it is only natural."

"Huh!?" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

The operation of the Way of Heaven is chaotic and vast. No matter success or failure, life or death, yin and yang, good or bad, it is all within the Way of Heaven. It is precisely because it is natural and without human intervention that it conforms to the most fundamental and original laws and rules.

It's easy to say this, but how many people can really understand the mystery behind it? How many people can really do it?

Such a person's every move, word and action is in accordance with the Tao, naturally and without thoughts.

"I didn't expect that despite your shallow knowledge, you could actually know such truth and say such words." Zhang Fan couldn't help but praise.

"That's not what I said." Huang Jiumei shook her head.

"This is what my grandfather told me. He said that many years ago, a guest came to the Shiwandashan Mountains. He sat down and discussed Taoism with the demon leader..."

"That's what he said."

"Oh? What guest?" Zhang Fan asked with interest.

"His Taoist name is Sanshi!"

"Three Corpses Taoist!" Zhang Fan stared and whispered.

There was a special light in Li Miaoyin's eyes, and an imperceptible look flashed across Zhang Wuming's face.

"Okay, you and I are destined to meet, and I will give you an opportunity." Zhang Fan nodded and helped Huang Jiumei up.

"What kind of fortune?" Huang Jiumei asked subconsciously.

"I want you to sit on the throne in that cave, and from now on, no one can question you anymore."

Zhang Fan's words were shocking, and Huang Jiumei's expression changed slightly.

"Why are you helping me?"

She knew very well that there is no free lunch in the world, so she just said that relying on external forces would ultimately be like floating duckweed without roots. Those who helped her to the top naturally had their own intentions. If she was controlled by others at that time, the entire Huangpi Cave would be pushed into an irretrievable situation.

In this way, she is no different from Huang Sanlang.

"Just what I want." Zhang Fan said calmly.

"Are you a Taoist or a Wuwei?" Huang Jiumei hesitated.

"Don't worry, I don't need your return, nor do I need you to take sides. I just need you to remember what I said today and don't forget your original intention." Zhang Fan said lightly.

The mountain breeze blew gently, ruffling the strong grass and ruffling the girl's hair. She looked at the man in front of her and felt that his figure was as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea.

"If it can be accomplished, in the future... I am willing to repay this kindness with my death."

Huang Jiumei was a decisive person. Once she made a decision, she bowed and kowtowed three times to Zhang Fan.

"you……"

Beside him, Zhang Wuming was watching in astonishment. Zhang Fan's move was undoubtedly to destroy the Northern Zhang lineage's presence and completely stand on the opposite side.

"Do you have any objections?" Zhang Fan noticed the subtle change in Zhang Wuming's expression and said lightly.

"Of course I support you, brother. The feudal dregs of the Zhang family should have been thrown into the dustbin of history long ago." Zhang Wuming moved closer to Zhang Fan, his eyes revealing a sense of obligation.

"I have no mortal enemies with the remnants of feudalism."

In fact, he was indeed a victim and victim of the established system of the Longhu Zhang family.

"Then let's go together." Zhang Fan made a gesture of invitation.

"Brother, don't make a fuss. I'll lead the way."

Zhang Wuming understood what he meant and walked in front, with Huang Jiumei following closely behind.

The two people who were chasing and killing each other just now suddenly became on the same path. Nothing is more mysterious than this.

"Why did you bring him along?" Li Miaoyin stared at Zhang Wuming and said in a serious tone, "I always feel that he is not a good person."

"I think so too, but don't you think he is interesting? Take him with you first, maybe he will be useful." Zhang Fan said casually.

Zhang Wuming was the first person from Beizhang that he met. Through him, he might be able to get a glimpse of the background of the Beizhang lineage.

Along the way, Zhang Wuming was quite honest. If you didn't know him, you would think he had followed Zhang Fan for many years.

"Brother, what's your name?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Brother, you are not a disciple of the Chunyang family, are you? Only a family with such a background can cultivate such an outstanding successor like you."

"Trick me? You want to find out my background, right?"

"Brother, do you still want to know your origin? Go to that station, and from now on you will be my origin."

"What is the name of the expert from the Bei Zhang clan who came this time?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Zhang Wuming was stunned for a moment, but still replied.

"His name is Zhang Huntian!"

"Zhang Huntian!?" Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed as he remembered the name.

"Hun Tian is the Taoist name he got!" Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

He and Zhang Huntian are from the same clan and even participated in the [Great Ceremony of Conferring the Gods] together, but the latter succeeded in becoming a god and was given a Taoist name. From then on, their destinies diverged and have been very different ever since.

"The statue he erected is named the Great Sage Huntian!" Zhang Wuming whispered in a serious tone.

(End of this chapter)