Pure Yang!

Chapter 309 Zhang Fan and Zhang Wuming! The Heir of the Southern Zhang

The wind and dew are vast, the shadows of mountains and rivers are turning, and the past and present are desolate.

The ruins are so majestic that they swallow up mountains and seas, and so powerful that the gods can contain all rivers. The monsters are so frightened that they cannot escape death.

At the entrance of the Huangpi Cave, the yellow foxes hiding in the weeds fell down one after another.

In the central square, the great monsters were like zombies, their souls had left their bodies, their vitality was fading, and they collapsed on the bone chairs.

In an instant, hundreds of souls were swallowed by Zhang Fan.

Such a horrifying scene was simply earth-shattering and horrifying.

"If you can turn the alchemy method, the three corpses will illuminate the primordial spirit, the life span can be seen, and the one qi will refine the ghost soul!"

Zhang Liuming's eyes trembled as he stared at Zhang Fan intently, his heart already filled with turbulence.

Among the three Taoist priests of Mount Longhu, he has the highest level of cultivation and has long since reached the level of a great bodhisattva.

Because of this, he was over 35 years old but was still not kicked out of the Zhang family, and even retained the surname Zhang.

In today's era, if one reaches the realm of a great master, he will be a master wherever he is.

His knowledge and experience are by no means comparable to Zhang Duoming and Zhang Anonymous who are around him.

There is a method in Wuwei Sect called [Jushen], which can use Taoism to suppress and detain the opponent's soul.

However, there are great limitations and conditions when using this method. The distance cannot be too far, and the realm must be higher than that of the opponent, etc.

Even if all the conditions are met, one person detaining one god is already the limit.

However, at that moment just now, Zhang Fan swallowed hundreds of gods with his original spirit, and took over the void without any taboos.

The universe is vast, and from ancient times to the present, there seems to be only one method that has the ability to reach the sky, to peek into the Taoist path to becoming an immortal, to refine the great technique of the primordial spirit and life gate, to kill oneself to achieve the Tao, to behead corpses to illuminate life, to not fall when seeing the sky, and to not be defeated when seeing the earth.

"Number one in the world, three corpses guarding your life?"

Zhang Liuming's eyes trembled and he looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

In Jiazi year, the demons were eliminated, Chu Chaoran became pure yang and boundless, and the Taoist Sanshi died on the top of Mount Dongyue. From then on, this supreme alchemy method became extinct.

Sixty years have passed slowly, time has disappeared, and the years are like clouds.

There are people in the world who practice this method again! ?

"You actually..."

Huang Jiumei was in a trance, looking at Zhang Fan in disbelief. This glance seemed to have exhausted all her life's surprise and fear.

The man in front of her kept saying that he would help her to sit on the throne, but who would have thought that his move was so incredible that he swallowed the souls of all the monsters and ghosts in the Huangpi Cave in one gulp.

Such means have never been heard of, and such methods have never been seen before.

Li Miaoyin stood in the distance, looking at Zhang Fan's back, her eyes fast and full of brilliance.

Zhang Wuming remained silent, but there was deep fear in his eyes.

"People from the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain..."

Zhang Fan looked at the three people in front of him with a calm gaze, but his heart was filled with waves.

Speaking of which, he is also a descendant of this lineage.

"I can't believe it... I can't believe it... Sixty years have passed, and the Wuwei Sect has revived and produced such a figure. Are they going to repeat the path of the Three Corpses Taoist?" Zhang Liuming said gritting his teeth.

He knew that the man in front of him was an unrivaled enemy who was absolutely beyond their ability to deal with.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Duming and Zhang Anonymous beside him changed color again.

A simple sentence, but it contains a lot of incredible information.

"The ancestor has no mercy on me and gave me an empty name... If there was no Dragon and Tiger Zhang family back then, how could there be the Three Corpse Taoist later on..."

"His path is also your path." Zhang Fan said lightly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Deming, Zhang Anonymous, and even Zhang Wuming all looked stunned.

Only Zhang Liuming's eyes trembled, and his suspicion grew stronger.

The Three Corpses Taoist priest was born in the Zhang family. This is a big secret. Even in the Zhang family, ordinary disciples have no way of knowing it.

At this moment, Zhang Liuming became more and more certain that the man in front of him was the successor of Wuwei Sect.

"I won't make it difficult for you. Just like him, you can live if you abandon evil and turn to good."

Zhang Fan spoke softly and glanced at Zhang Wuming.

After the words fell, Zhang Liuming and the other two were stunned at first, then they became angry and glared at Zhang Wuming fiercely.

"Why are you glaring at me? My brother has shown you a way out, why don't you kowtow and bow down?" Zhang Wuming said righteously.

"You're such a coward! You've brought shame to the Zhang family." Zhang Duoming spat fiercely, his eyes full of contempt.

"Ugh."

Zhang Wuming sighed, a hint of sadness and gloom flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen a brief future.

"You have great manners and are really courageous."

Zhang Fan stood with his hands behind his back, nodded, and a look of appreciation appeared on his face.

"escape!"

In an instant, Zhang Liuming shouted and instinctively sensed the danger.

Rumble…

Almost at the same time, a terrifying weather phenomenon came like an overwhelming force, like the sky was covered, like the earth was sinking, the sky was turned upside down, and there was no light at night or day.

This minute, this second, seems to have stopped.

The souls of the three great masters will be imprisoned in that brief period of time, with no daylight, only eternal night.

"The red lantern covers the candles and lights the sky lanterns. I offer my spirit to the dusk!"

In an instant, the three masters responded in the best way. They formed seals at the same time, with exactly the same frequency, showing the terrifying quality of the Dragon and Tiger Zhang family.

Rumble…

Suddenly, three spirits soared into the sky and entangled with each other, like a red light that lit up, shining brightly, illuminating the setting sun and preventing the long and eternal night from falling.

"The Dragon-Tiger Magic Lamp Technique!" Li Miaoyin whispered in a concentrated voice.

A red candle lights up, and the soul lights the sky lantern.

This is a method of attacking with both primordial spirits. It can defeat all evil and overcome all calamities. It has quite a bit of the flavor of the method of combining the primordial spirits of the Qi brothers.

Rumble…

Sure enough, the red light shone brightly and blocked the horrible weather.

"This man is unbeatable, scatter and flee."

Zhang Liuming shouted loudly and had no intention of staying.

A true master no longer cares about the height of his realm or the depth of his cultivation, but about being able to judge the situation in danger and make the most accurate judgment and the most correct choice.

Only in this way can we live long and have the hope of seeing immortality.

Rumble…

The red lights were as bright as candlelight, and three spirits shot up into the sky, like fireworks blooming, transforming into three streams of light, rushing in different directions.

Zhang Liuming knew very well that it was almost impossible to escape unscathed from this man.

Only in this way, perhaps people can survive.

"You are decisive in advancing and retreating. You are worthy of being a disciple of the Beizhang lineage."

Zhang Fan sighed and took a step forward. His figure was like a ghost, blocking Zhang Liuming's way.

The six layers of primordial light covered the sky like a vast net in the sky, completely cutting off Zhang Liuming's way of survival.

"It's a pity that you were born into the Beizhang lineage."

Zhang Fan shook his head, and the six levels of primordial light merged into one, crushing Zhang Liuming's soul to pieces.

Rumble…

As soon as he raised his hand, the shattered soul gathered in his palm, and precious light surged, turning into a crystal bead, like a pill, shining brightly.

"Sister Huang Jiu, I said I would help you get promoted."

Zhang Fan snapped his fingers, and the essence of the great master's soul flew into Huang Jiumei's spiritual platform and merged into her soul.

Rumble…

In an instant, Huang Jiumei's delicate body trembled, wisps of gray air escaped from her eyebrows, and her breath began to rise wildly.

"evildoer!"

Zhang Duoming gnashed his teeth, not daring to slow down his movements. In his eyes, Zhang Fan at this moment was like a demon king descending to take his soul and life. He destroyed Zhang Liuming's soul with just his pressure. This realm was too terrifying.

He could only escape. As long as he had a chance of survival, he, Bei Zhang, still had real disciples in these Ten Thousand Mountains.

That is an existence that was named after gods.

call……

Suddenly, a beam of fire broke through the air. It was as big as a soybean at first. As soon as it touched the soul, it turned into a mad fire dragon and swallowed it up in an instant.

"Fire Dragon Pill Sword!"

Zhang Duoming screamed, and his soul turned to ashes in the raging fire. The scattered essence gathered and was grasped by Zhang Fan in one hand and injected into Huang Jiumei's spirit platform.

This little demon has extraordinary knowledge and character, but unfortunately his realm is too low.

Zhang Fan had no choice but to lend her a helping hand.

"Two senior brothers, wait for me to avenge you."

At this time, Zhang Anonymous gritted his teeth. His soul had already escaped a thousand meters away. He was only one step away from entering the thick fog and poisonous miasma and truly escaping.

call……

Suddenly, a big hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Zhang Anonymous's soul who was about to escape.

Zhang Wuming, like a ghost, appeared at the only way to survive.

"You..." Zhang Anonymous's soul struggled frantically and roared angrily.

"Goodbye, Brother!"

Zhang Wuming whispered indifferently. When his five fingers were crossed, there was no strange phenomenon. The struggling soul was like a piece of paper, breaking into pieces and disintegrating.

Such a strange scene made Li Miaoyin, who was watching from a distance, show a strange look.

"You are so cruel that you kill all your fellow disciples." Zhang Fan walked over and looked at Zhang Wuming meaningfully.

"Brother, aren't you waiting for me to show my loyalty?" Zhang Wuming chuckled.

He could see that Zhang Fan had been testing him.

"Speaking of testing, we are the same." Zhang Fan said lightly.

"how you said that?"

"Haven't you been testing me? Testing my strength, my attitude towards Bei Zhang, and my bottom line towards you."

Zhang Fan spoke softly and raised his hand to interrupt Zhang Wuming before he could speak.

"Don't deny it, you are not only flexible, but also very good at hiding..."

"People like you are calm about life and death, but you will never put your life and death in the hands of others."

At this point, Zhang Fan leaned close to Zhang Wuming's ear and whispered, "I guess you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve..."

"At least you can be sure of escaping from my hands."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wuming's pupils suddenly shrank, but in an instant, his expression returned to normal, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Nothing can be hidden from your eyes. Are you really the heir of Wuwei Sect?"

"You are really something." Zhang Fan whispered.

"Just kidding, I'm not some big shot, at least not now." Zhang Wuming shook his head and chuckled.

"People like you can do well even in Beizhang."

"You're joking again. The Bei Zhang lineage is full of talented people, and each of them is an outstanding figure. Where is the place for me?" Zhang Wuming whispered.

Without being deified and given a title, how can there be a position, and how can there be a future?
Strictly speaking, he is not even a true disciple of Bei Zhang. No matter how well he does, he can at most be a pawn who is reused like Zhang Liuming.

"Go away." Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Wuming deeply and said lightly.

"Walk?"

Zhang Wuming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhang Fan to suddenly let him go.

"I would have left before, but now I really want to be friends with you," Zhang Wuming said frankly.

"I can't trust you. You are too cunning." Zhang Fan chuckled.

"To my enemies, eight hundred hearts are not enough, but to my friends, I have only one true heart."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuming raised his hands.

"I have handed over my loyalty and the evidence to you. Isn't that sincere enough?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm from the Wuwei Sect?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

The Longhu Zhang family and the Wuwei sect are lifelong enemies. They have destroyed mountains and temples nine times and will not stop until one of them dies.

“If one day you get caught, just don’t give me away.” Zhang Wuming thought for a moment and said seriously.

"Haha, you are such a wonderful person." Zhang Fan laughed.

clang... clang... clang...

At this moment, an ancient and melodious bell sounded from the Huangpi Cave, and the flames in the mouths of the two stone beasts at the entrance of the cave flickered.

"Ancestor!"

Huang Jiumei was horrified and subconsciously looked towards the dark ancient cave, worshipping it.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that he had made such a big noise that he eventually alarmed the old guy in Huangpi Cave.

Those old guys usually stay away from the world and don't care about worldly affairs, but when it really comes to the life and death and future of Huangpi Cave, how could they remain indifferent?

"Young people are to be feared, young people are truly to be feared..."

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice came from the dark cave.

With just this sigh, Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly, and he felt that his soul was a little unstable.

What realm is he in? He is a sixth-level great bodhisattva, with Yuan Guang protecting his body. He has also cultivated the Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons, and his will is unshakable.

The monster in the cave must be so powerful that it could have such an effect on him just by sound.

"Young man, can you give me some face?"

Suddenly, another voice sounded, like an old woman's, slow and low.

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and his soul left his body. He opened his mouth and spit out hundreds of souls that flew out and returned to his body.

In the weeds, yellow mice stood up, as if they had had a big dream.

In the central square, Huang Erlang, Huang Sanlang, Huang Silang and others woke up and looked at Zhang Fan in horror, no longer having the momentum they had just now.

"Huang Sanlang, you can say something to Li Changgeng." Zhang Fan said.

Now that the ancestor of Huangpi Cave has shown up, it would be difficult for him to start killing again.

"What?" Huang Sanlang was surprised and confused.

"This time, I want to see if he can behead himself and be reborn."

As soon as these words were spoken, Huang Sanlang's face changed drastically. He could not have guessed that the man in front of him was Li Changgeng's greatest enemy. Huang Liulang and the Xu family disciples had died at his hands.

Thinking of this, Huang Sanlang couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Okay, I'll definitely bring it to you."

Huang Sanlang gritted his teeth, turned around and left the Huangpi Cave.

"young people……"

At this moment, the old and hoarse voice came out from the dark cave again.

Zhang Fan was startled and turned around to greet him formally.

"Junior Zhang Fan, greetings to the senior."

"Zhang!? Is his last name Zhang too?"

Zhang Wuming looked strange.

"Zhang Fan..."

"The Nan Zhang lineage has not yet died out."

A faint sigh came from the ancient cave.