Pure Yang!

Chapter 318: God of Unity (5k chapter)

Thunder is the key to yin and yang, the root of all things. Therefore, without thunder, there is no way to rule the three realms.

Among all the Taoist methods, the Thunder Department is the most respected. It is in charge of the disasters and blessings from heaven, holds the balance of things, controls things and people, and is in charge of life and death.

Above the blue sky, dark clouds surged and flashes of thunder flashed, cutting through the high dome, like the wrath of heaven and the punishment of gods.

Miraculous changes took place in Li Changgeng's body. Rays of lightning rushed through the wound on his lower abdomen, like living water melting, nourishing and restoring the hideous and damaged wound.

"Thunder is formed when the two Qi of Yin and Yang combine to form thunder. It is also the origin of life and death."

In the distance, Xia Weisheng looked at Li Changgeng's changes with an incredible look. She was practicing the [Five Thunders Orthodox Method] and had a good understanding of Taoist thunder techniques.

Thunder has both the power of destruction and the power of creation.

Every time after a thunderstorm, all the trees that were struck and burned by lightning will sprout new buds.

This is the Yin and Yang Qi.

This is the opportunity of life and death.

"Oh no!" Xia Weisheng looked grim and had a bad feeling in his heart.

The Samadhi True Fire was too powerful and disrupted the yin and yang of the place. High temperature evaporated, yang energy rose, water vapor floated in the air, and attracted dark clouds, which finally changed the sky.

Rumble…

Dark clouds surged, and there were bursts of deafening noises. It seemed as if the weather in the sky was resonating with Li Changgeng's weather. Bolts of lightning burst out in the sky.

"Brother, look..." Qi Dongqiang cried out.

Everyone looked up and saw a mysterious light emerging from the dark clouds and thunder. It looked like a capital city, located at the top of the nine heavens, towering above all living beings.

"The Nine Heavens Yingyuan Palace, the Supreme Jade Purity King. His transformed forms fill the ten directions, and his talk of the Tao is enough to bring down the Nine Phoenixes..." Fang Changle murmured softly, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

In Taoist mythology, the supreme god of thunder is the [Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder King], who resides in the Jade Palace of the Divine Heaven, in the blue sky and is in charge of all thunder in the world.

Any Taoist who wants to practice thunder magic must go through the Shenxiao Yuqing Palace, and those who practice thunder magic must worship the Thunder Ancestor.

"This is the supreme divine power of the Way of Thunder. The Palace of Thunder has come to the mortal world. All laws have come together. It is the highest in the world and everyone must worship it!"

Yu Xuanji looked up at the sky and couldn't help getting excited.

What she practiced was the genuine Divine Thunder Method, and her feelings at this moment were even more real. She felt the might of heaven so overwhelming that she instinctively wanted to worship towards the sky.

At this moment, she vaguely saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the shadows of the empty capital, holding up a golden Ruyi in his hand, reciting the Jade Pivot Treasure Sutra. Disobedience turned into dust, and the command was as fast as wind and fire.

"Zhang Fan, this place today is where you will die."

Zhang Huntian clenched his fists and could not help but roar softly. He did not expect that Li Changgeng was so amazing and had such mysterious means. He used the innate ancestral qi, his own life spirit, and the spiritual power of the high sky to combine all the elements of thunder magic.

"The luck of Baihe Temple is really amazing. The Thunder Yuan Dharma Assembly, this kind of magical power has appeared only a few times in the history of Taoism..."

Deep in the Shiwan Mountains, a figure suddenly stopped and stood under an ancient pine tree. He looked up at the dark clouds gathering in the sky, and the flashing lightning illuminated his head.

The bald old man's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really a terrible life..."

The Lei Yuan Dharma Assembly is rare among the Taoist magical powers, and its occurrence frequency is far lower than that of the Samadhi True Fire.

After all, this is one of the most powerful magical powers of Thunder.

"People from the Zhang family are always in trouble wherever they go."

At this moment, the old ox next to him lowered his head to eat grass and couldn't help but complain.

"This is the trouble Zhang Lao Er has saved. The things he left here can no longer be hidden."

The bald old man shook his head and took out an object from the ox cart. It was wrapped in yellowed leather with traces of scales on it. The outermost layer was sealed with a talisman...

The talisman from Mount Longhu!

"Let's go. No matter if you are surnamed Zhang or Li, you shouldn't be in the Shiwan Mountains..."

The bald old man muttered softly as he drove the ox cart and shouted as he walked through the vast mountains.

The dark clouds were rolling, the thunder was rumbling, and the sky was becoming more and more terrifying.

"How can you be so successful without any misfortunes?"

At this moment, Li Changgeng slowly stood up. The wound on his lower abdomen had already healed as before. Lightning flashed around his body, and even his mouth, nose and eyes were spewing lightning, exactly the same as Zhang Fan's image when he activated the Samadhi True Fire.

It’s just that one is crimson and purple and mysterious, and the other is red and murderous.

"The third magical power!" Zhang Fan looked up, with a solemn look in his eyes.

Li Changgeng is truly a rare figure in the world. No wonder he is regarded as the most amazing successor of Baihe Temple in history.

God-given supernatural powers, if an ordinary person can awaken one of them it is a blessing from ancient times, but he alone has three supernatural powers.

It can be said that there is no precedent and no equal in the world.

Especially the third magical power, the Thunder Yuan Dharma Assembly, can be regarded as one of the supreme magical powers of thunder.

Even Qi Delong, Fang Changle and other Taoist descendants had only seen records of it in ancient secret books.

"Zhang Fan, if you have any other tricks, don't be reluctant to use them."

Li Changgeng slowly raised his hand and pointed at the distant sky.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck Zhang Fan at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

In an instant, the Samadhi True Fire rose wildly like a rainbow piercing the sun and collided with the thunder.

The lightning was boiling, the real fire was like pulp, and the terrifying waves spread in all directions.

Zhang Fan's figure became inhuman, with flames flickering and closing, and the flame essence rising into the sky. The vast sky seemed to be torn apart by the red and purple colors.

"The Samadhi True Fire is so terrifying that it can actually resist the celestial phenomena?" Huang Sanlang murmured.

At this moment, he truly witnessed how terrifying Zhang Fan was.

On that day, in the Huangpi Cave, if Zhang Fan used this method, I am afraid that except for the ancestor, none of the yellow-skinned rats in the cave would be spared.

“The Lei Yuan Dharma Assembly has not yet come to this.” Yu Xuanji said in a serious tone.

At this moment, everyone stopped. They knew that the battle between Zhang Fan and Li Changgeng was the key. It was a fight of life and death, and the balance would immediately tilt.

Rumble…

Sure enough, just as the words fell, in the sky, the arcs of electricity that were floating in the clouds slowly gathered together, and they looked like figures in fluttering robes and celestial aura, reaching up to the sky and about to go to the Lei Yuan Dharma Assembly.

"Gods and spirits, reach the heavens. The Five Thunders and Wind Gods, destroy all ghosts."

"Destroy mountains and cut down temples, kill demons and exterminate spirits. Xuandu is supreme, and all of you will show your spirits."

"All dharmas gather together, the dharma of thunder is clear, those who follow thunder will live, those who go against thunder will die."

The Buddhist chanting filled the heaven and earth, and in a trance it seemed to come from the thunder in the sky.

Those mysterious figures seemed to be cast by lightning, and at this moment they had true nature and true spirit. They looked at the world indifferently and locked onto the rebellious person.

Rumble…

Suddenly, those terrifying figures twisted violently, and violent lightning fell from the sky, so dense that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

"The power of heaven is mighty, the power of heaven is mighty..."

Everyone's heart was pounding. Faced with such a horrifying celestial phenomenon, human power seemed insignificant.

It is really hard to imagine how even a monk can master such extraordinary power.

hum...

Almost at the same time, Zhang Fan moved. The Samadhi True Fire rose wildly, blazing red light that soaked the earth. He stood ten feet tall and suddenly turned it into a country of fire.

Rumble…

Violent bolts of lightning struck within the area where he was standing.

The thunder in the sky stirs up the fire in the earth, and ignorance disturbs the soul.

In a split second, in the blink of an eye, the wrath of God was like a crushing force, tearing the Samadhi True Fire apart. The crimson-purple light eventually overwhelmed the burning divine glory.

"It happened!"

Looking at this scene, Xia Weisheng, Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Fang Changle...all their expressions suddenly changed.

Even Zhang Wuming, who was hiding in a dilapidated Taoist temple, felt his heart sink to the bottom.

The power of heaven is so great that it is ultimately impossible to defeat it.

boom……

With a loud bang, the Samadhi True Fire dissipated in the rolling thunder, and a figure flew out from it, with black smoke coming out of his body and a weak breath. He smashed through layers of rock walls and finally fell into the dilapidated Taoist temple.

"Zhang Fan..." Fang Changle cried out.

The Samadhi True Fire was ultimately defeated by the Lei Yuan Dharma Assembly.

"That's it."

Li Changgeng looked indifferent, and there was still no fluctuation on his calm face. He looked up at the dark entrance of the dilapidated Taoist temple, took a step forward, and wanted to understand everything.

"You can't beat him?"

Suddenly, a soft but questioning voice came from the dark cave.

"woman!?"

Li Miaoyin's voice sounded at this moment, but it sounded extremely weak.

"Who said that? I just haven't used my full strength yet."

Zhang Fan's voice sounded, revealing a hint of fatigue and weakness.

"Push harder, don't stop."

"I'll take a break."

"It's ok if you can, it's ok if you can't, what does it mean to take a break?"

A strange conversation came from the dark ancient cave, which made Li Changgeng stop for a moment.

"stop fighting……"

At this moment, the third voice sounded.

"Zhao Jiexuan!?"

Qi Delong's expression changed slightly, and he figured it out in an instant.

"Unite as gods!" At this moment, the voices of Zhang Fan and Zhao Jiexuan sounded at the same time, dissolving in the dark and deep cave, like a beam of light in the endless night, illuminating the eternal sky.

……

Jiangbei Province, Zhenwu Mountain.

Dark clouds passed across the sky, blocking out the bright moon.

The mountain wind is particularly strong tonight.

On the west side of Nanxuan Palace, if you look down, you can see a thousand-foot cliff.

At this moment, there was a figure holding the railing, looking at the vast sky.

"Master..."

Pojie stood behind him, looking at Chu Chaoran's back, and couldn't help but call out to him. If it were a normal day, he would have rested by now.

Master Chaoran has always had a very regular schedule.

“I haven’t seen the sky this color for a long time.” Chu Chaoran murmured softly.

"What's the weather like?"

Pojie was stunned for a moment, he looked up, bewildered, the sky tonight seemed no different, there was still strong mountain wind, dark clouds across the sky, and only a few lonely stars.

"The last time the weather was like this was more than 80 years ago."

Chu Chaoran murmured softly, his eyes were extremely deep, just like the vast sky, it was difficult to see the depth.

hum...

At this moment, a long cry suddenly sounded, and the peach wood sword hanging on the cliff of Nanxuan Palace suddenly vibrated violently. The sword sounded movingly, breaking the strong wind.

"This is... Why is Lu Zu's magic sword responding?" Taoist Priest Pojie's face suddenly changed.

Others may not know, but he knows it very well. This wooden sword may look ordinary, but in fact, it is a pure Yang magic weapon, left by Lu Zu. It has been exposed to wind and rain in this Nanxuan Palace for six hundred years, but it has not been damaged at all.

Tonight's movements seem unusual.

"Master..." Pojie looked at Chu Chaoran and couldn't help but say.

"Go ahead."

Chu Chaoran waved his hand, and the vibrating Pure Yang Sword immediately returned to calm.

Pojie was stunned for a moment, took a deep look at the Chunyang magic sword, and retreated respectfully.

The mountain breeze blew gently, blowing the wide Taoist robe. The huge Zhenwu Mountain seemed to be three points shorter under the old man.

He looked towards the northwest with a leisurely gaze and murmured softly.

"It's been almost a hundred years, and I will finally see the Three Corpses again!"

Even if one is pure yang and infinite, one cannot escape the fate of heaven.

……

One hundred thousand mountains.

Thunder raged and dark clouds pressed down.

When everyone's eyes were on the entrance to the dilapidated Taoist temple, suddenly, a spirit rushed out from it.

"Zhang Fan!?"

"Is he crazy? He wants his soul to leave his body at this time? During the Lei Yuan Dharma Assembly, both his body and soul will be destroyed." Xia Weisheng frowned, revealing a worried look.

"Um!?"

"There is another soul!"

At this moment, everyone noticed that there was another soul behind Zhang Fan, ethereal and mysterious, and of the same origin.

"You want to unite with God!?"

Li Changgeng's eyes suddenly darkened, his mind suddenly arose, and thunders surged in, covering Zhang Fan and the evil god.

Rumble…

At this moment, the two souls converged, attracting each other and merging with each other.

The outer scene of the primordial spirit suddenly appeared, like the dark sky, endless, like a bottomless abyss, with no visible bottom.

Wind and fire surged out of nowhere, trying to tear Zhang Fan's soul and the evil god apart.

Rumble…

At the same time, raging thunders suddenly came, and the terrifying power enveloped the two souls, and the surrounding terrain collapsed instantly.

The thunder was like a heavy hammer, bombarding the soul, as if to break it apart.

The strong wind is like a sword, the true fire is like a furnace, and there is thunder and punishment outside. The three phases are separated and combined, and the two souls are born and destroyed.

"How can there be no disasters when practicing this method?"

Rumble…

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and everyone's eyes were filled with awe and disbelief.

The barrier between the two souls collided violently, causing thousands of flames.

Cleansed by wind and fire, struck by thunder, dense black particles actually seeped out from the two souls, seeming to be there and not there, between reality and nothingness, floating in the heaven and earth.

The two souls were like being refined in a furnace, or being destroyed by thunder. In a trance, their figures became increasingly blurred, as if they were about to dissipate between heaven and earth and perish in the punishment.

It is difficult to divide the spirit, and it is even more difficult to unite the spirit.

This method does not exist in human beings and is difficult to practice.

"Ultimately extinct!"

hum...

Suddenly, a golden light emerged from the depths of Zhang Fan's soul, like the rising sun, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

"What is that light?" Everyone was in a daze.

Such brightness shot straight into the sky, even breaking through the endless dark clouds, and the thunder in the sky dissipated a lot.

"idea……"

"The thought in the Golden Cloud Treasure Box."

At this moment, a sense of enlightenment arose in Zhang Fan's heart.

Thoughts are the most magical power in the world. Because of them, mortals’ spirits return to silence and they are unable to practice cultivation.

Taoists, therefore, must give up all thoughts in order to comprehend the realm of pure yang and infinity.

Even the incense burning in the sky as a feast to the immortals and gods contains the purest thoughts.

On that day, Chu Chaoran relied on a thought to trap Mr. Nian, the deputy leader of Wuwei Sect, in Luohuang Mountain for more than ten years.

Inside the Golden Cloud Treasure Box is a thought. No one knows who left it there, but it has great magical powers.

hum...

The thought slowly dissipated, and golden light fell to the ground, filling all directions and enveloping the two souls.

Suddenly, the golden light disappeared, and the barrier between the two souls disappeared. They merged into each other and finally became indistinguishable from each other.

In the exterior scene of the soul, the endless darkness finally came to an end. In that ray of light, Zhang Fan's soul broke free from the night, as if waking up from the ancient giant.

When the darkness fades away, there is infinite light.

"The night is dark... He broke the fate of the night being dark!?"

At this moment, everyone's expression suddenly changed, as if there was a figure calling out in their hearts.

They felt an instinctive fear, their souls trembled, and they were almost unable to control themselves.

All calamities were extinguished, and above the blue sky, the black clouds dispersed. A big white moon appeared, washing away the eternal sky.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's soul slowly opened his eyes. He became different, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

"He...he escaped?"

Qi Delong's eyes widened as he looked at Zhang Fan's soul from afar, feeling extremely strange.

He could see that Zhang Fan's realm had not changed at all, but this feeling of oppression was unprecedented.

That soul was clearly standing there, but he always had a feeling.

This comes from heaven, not from this mortal world.

Zhang Fan's soul seemed to have undergone an incredible transformation. When he woke up in the dark night, he was no longer the same as before.

"Zhang Fan!?" Fang Changle looked at the soul and felt an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

“High spirits!”

Zhang Fan’s soul swept across everyone present, as if getting familiar with them again, and finally his gaze fell on Zhang Huntian.

"Bei Zhang's bugs!"

Zhang Fan sighed, and his figure disappeared in front of everyone.

"you……"

Zhang Huntian's expression suddenly changed. He looked up suddenly and saw Zhang Fan's soul already in front of him, high above him, looking down at him with a look full of indifference.

Rumble…

Before he could react, a terrifying wave rose from Zhang Fan's body, crushing the shadow of the Great Sage Hun Tian into pieces like a rotten wood.

"you……"

Zhang Huntian's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, just by using his soul pressure, he actually blew away the statue he erected! ?

At this moment, an unprecedented fear grew and spread in his heart.

He has never encountered this since he started practicing.

“Can a bug that has been given a low-grade Dao name also be energetic!?”

Zhang Fan whispered in a low voice, and his big hand fell, reaching directly into Zhang Huntian's head. With a sudden pull, he imprisoned his soul. With five fingers intertwined, his soul exploded, and turned into flowing light, which was swallowed by Zhang Fan in one gulp.

"It's delicious... I feel refreshed..."

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a happy expression. He turned around and looked at everyone with an indifferent gaze.

(End of this chapter)