Pure Yang!

Chapter 333 Zhou Yi
Thirteen years ago.

Sanqi Orphanage.

The moon was like the eyes of a fox, looking indifferently at the world and at this orphanage hidden in the wilderness of a lonely mountain.

A dark wind arose, chaotic clouds passed by, and all around there were dense groves of old trees, with a jackdaw standing alone on a branch.

There was no light at all in the dim and shabby room.

Only the moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the thin figures.

"New guy, are your parents dead too?"

At this moment, a friendly greeting came from the upper bunk, and a little head popped out and looked at the new person who had just entered the lower bunk.

"Your parents are the ones who died!" Young Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Yes, my parents are dead." The boy affirmed.

"..."

"This is an orphanage, and everyone who comes here has lost their parents," the boy added.

"My parents died too."

"Me too."

Waves of agreement came from the side. There were a total of six people living in this dormitory, with three beds, upper and lower bunks.

"My parents are not dead..."

At this moment, a discordant sound came from the lower bunk in the corner.

"But I'll just treat them as dead."

"Good Rosen!"

The boy on the upper bunk of Zhang Fan gave him a thumbs up, his eyes shining with approval.

"..."

Zhang Fan remained silent.

"Our orphanage is located in the Si Fire Zone, but the main gate faces the Hai Water Zone, which violates the Si-Hai conflict taboo. It's very unlucky."

"The Yin position generates wood energy, but there are graves everywhere there, which is the metal element of Shen. This is a violation of the Yin-Shen conflict, which is a big taboo. It's bad luck."

"It's over. We can't escape in this lifetime."

At this moment, Zhang Fan looked up and saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the lower bunk opposite him. He was wearing worn black-framed glasses, holding a dirty compass in his hand, and muttering something.

"Ji Suan, can you shut up? You're making me lose my mind."

An impatient voice came from the upper bunk of the boy holding the compass.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw a young man lying on the upper bunk opposite him, his soul had already left his body.

The soul floated in the air, but it was constantly changing like a mad spirit, sometimes expanding, sometimes compressing, showing great instability.

"Is he... is he okay?"

Zhang Fan’s eyes widened. He had never seen such an unstable soul before. It was like a ball of fire, without a fixed shape and changing all the time.

"That's Chen Ji, he's like that, his soul is abnormal, you just have to get used to it."

The young man's voice came again, and the head that stuck out stared at Zhang Fan: "My name is Ge Shuangxiu, what's your name?"

"Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Fan leaned his head against the pillow, facing the unfamiliar new environment with an unhappy look on his face, and secretly greeted his parents.

"How can we get out?" Zhang Fan suddenly asked.

As soon as these words came out, the dormitory suddenly became quiet, but eyes were cast at him from different angles.

"It's fine even if you die. No, you have to be buried here even if you die." Rosen said calmly.

"Wait until I figure it out, and I'll take you with me. There must be a way out."

Ji Suan pushed his glasses, stared at the compass in his hand, and was completely immersed in his own world.

hum...

Chen Ji's soul became even more frantic, as if it would explode at any time.

Zhang Fan was horrified by what he saw, but the others were used to it.

"See the stone statue at the door?"

Ge Shuangxiu's voice came, bringing Zhang Fan back to his senses.

Zhang Fan subconsciously looked out the window. There stood a stone statue in the square of the Sanqi Orphanage. It had a body but no head, and had eight arms. Its palms were holding up nothing.

"If you want to go out, you have to burn incense and offer sacrifices to the statue." Ge Shuangxiu said lightly.

"Incense?"

"That's right, my body will be offered to the statue, and my soul will burn incense to offer." Ge Shuangxiu said in a serious tone.

"The soul burns incense?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Unfortunately, we are all children and our souls are too weak. No one's soul can light the incense of that statue." Ge Shuangxiu shook his head.

He paused, then said in a deep voice: "If you fail, your soul will be eaten by the statue."

"Eat it?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't help but look out the window again. In the hazy night, there seemed to be a shadow hidden in the square of the orphanage.

"Since I came in, eight children have tried it." Ge Shuangxiu sighed.

"and then?"

"Rosen, how many did you bury?" Ge Shuangxiu suddenly asked.

"Three."

"I buried two." said Ge Shuangxiu.

"Just me." Ji Suan said without raising his head.

"One."

Chen Ji's soul finally returned to his body and made up a number.

"What on earth is this place!?" Zhang Fan said in a daze.

Before coming here, he knew that this was an orphanage, but now it sounded like a prison.

"As long as you don't run away, it's pretty good to stay here." Ge Shuangxiu comforted him considerately.

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

At this moment, a clear bell sound rang out in the deep corridor, echoing in the cold night, sounding extremely strange.

"go to sleep now."

Ge Shuangxiu's expression suddenly changed and he quickly retracted his head.

Next to him, Ji Suan had already crawled into bed, Rosen stopped talking, and Chen Ji looked like he was dead, not even breathing.

"No, why?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Don't talk." Ge Shuangxiu whispered.

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

The clear sound of the bell was getting closer and closer. Zhang Fan squinted his eyes and looked through the crack in the door. He saw a faint red light passing by the ground. As the bell sound became farther and farther away, the red light also dissipated at the end of the corridor.

call……

Ji Suan popped his head out of the bed and started fiddling with his compass again.

Ge Shuangxiu also poked his head out from the upper bunk.

"What was that just now?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Patrolman." Ge Shuangxiu whispered.

"Anyone who does not sleep at night, or dares to leave his body and wander around, will be taken away by the lamp and burned for three days and three nights."

As he spoke, Ge Shuangxiu pursed his lips and looked out the window.

"Those people under the northwest wall saw it."

"Are those people? I thought they were clay sculptures." Zhang Fan was stunned.

When he came in, he took a quick look and saw a number of figures sitting cross-legged against the wall. They seemed to be children about his age, and in the shadow of dusk, they looked like clay sculptures.

"Those are the children who didn't sleep in the middle of the night and whose souls were taken away." Ge Shuangxiu added. "Once their souls were taken away, they would remain there and would not be released until they were burned for three days."

“We’ve all been burned.”

Ge Shuangxiu grinned and chuckled, "If you don't want to seem unsociable, you can try it."

"What the hell is this place?" Zhang Fan's eyes widened.

He now feels like he was picked up and his parents really don't want him anymore.

"I want to go out, I must go out." Zhang Fan clenched his fists, his eyes filled with desire for freedom.

"Life has no roots, floating like dust on the road. Scattered and blown by the wind, this is no longer a permanent body. We are brothers after we landed on earth, why should we care about blood ties..."

At this moment, a long chanting sound came from outside the door.

Zhang Fan subconsciously looked up and saw the door slowly open. A young man walked in. In the moonlight, he saw that the young man seemed to be two or three years older than himself. He was tall and thin, with a straight nose and bright eyes. He had an ordinary appearance, but was very memorable.

"How can he wander around outside?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"He hasn't awakened his soul, so he's naturally not affected." Ge Shuangxiu said casually.

"Ordinary people?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

He knew that there were about twenty to thirty children in this orphanage, all of whom had awakened their spirits.

You know, most ordinary people find it difficult to awaken their spirits after practicing for a lifetime. In comparison, this orphanage has twenty or thirty children hiding, and all of them have awakened their spirits. It is simply incredible.

At this time, a child whose spirit had not yet awakened suddenly appeared, which was both normal and weird.

"A newcomer?" The young man came closer and looked at Zhang Fan with a gentle and friendly smile.

"We are all brothers here."

As he spoke, the young man stretched out his fist and introduced himself.

"My name is Zhou Yi!"

"My name is Zhang Fan!"

……

Ten-year-old Zhang Fan settled down in the Sanqi Orphanage, and in the blink of an eye, autumn passed and spring came.

He also gradually adapted to this strange and mysterious orphanage.

This place seemed like a restricted area, and not all places were allowed to be visited. Over time, he suppressed his curiosity and devoted himself to cultivation, hoping to leave this hellhole one day.

The children in Sanqi Orphanage are very special. Here, in addition to those in his dormitory, he also competes with children from other dormitories. As time goes by, it is inevitable that he will improve.

"Zhang Fan, your soul is indeed powerful."

In the square, Rosen suddenly stopped, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Zhang Fan jumped up and formed seals with his hands.

"Burial!"

He shouted, and the surrounding dirt and sand flew around. In an instant, the abbot's land was like a huge wave rolling towards Rosen.

"Five Elements Burial Technique!"

"it is good!"

The children watching around burst into cheers.

Zhang Fan's advantage is his soul suppression. Even though he is relatively young in this orphanage, his soul strength is among the best, even Rosen who shares the same dormitory is inferior to him.

At this moment, his soul was affected, and being one step slower would mean the difference between victory and defeat.

"Everything will return to dust!"

Suddenly, Rosen whispered, and the surging soil around him fell down like falling leaves, like all the laws breaking through the barriers.

"Broken!?"

call……

Almost at the same time, Rosen moved, and he appeared in front of Zhang Fan like a ghost.

"Scare the gods!"

Zhang Fan formed a seal with one hand, and his soul vibrated violently. The terrifying frequency made Rosen's body slow down again.

In a flash, he leaped up, retreated dozens of meters, and created some distance.

"do not fight."

Seeing this, Rosen slowly withdrew his hand and no longer had the desire to attack.

His Taoism was stronger than Zhang Fan's, but Zhang Fan's soul was suppressing him too much, so he would neither win nor lose if they continued fighting like this.

"Zhang Fan, as my Taoism continues to improve, your last life-saving trick will be useless." Rosen grinned.

"You wait too. I'm practicing a method of alchemy. When I master it, my soul will be able to crush you to death." Zhang Fan refused to give in.

Actually, Rosen is two years older than him, but he is not afraid at all.

"Let's break up!"

Beside him, Chen Ji waved his hand and everyone dispersed.

Zhang Fan walked to the corner and was about to take a rest when he saw Zhou Yi squatting not far away, not moving at all, and no one knew what he was looking at.

In Sanqi Orphanage, Zhou Yi is an outlier. He is the only ordinary person who has not awakened his primordial spirit.

Every night, she wandered around the dormitories like a socialite.

According to him, we are all brothers when we land here, so why bother about blood ties? We are all gathered here by fate, and we are all brothers.

Although he is an ordinary person, he is naturally friendly and everyone is willing to make friends with him.

After a while, he became a frequent visitor to all the dormitories. After all, he was the only one who didn't have to sleep at night and yet his soul wouldn't be burned by the scorching sun.

Zhang Fan asked him why he, an ordinary person, appeared here.

Zhou Yi said that the great spirit is always encountered unexpectedly.

Zhang Fan always laughs and scolds. He hasn't even awakened his soul and doesn't even know how to practice Taoism.

Every time this was mentioned, Zhou Yi would always answer seriously that the Tao is not to be cultivated but to be understood, and maybe one day he would attain enlightenment.

"Zhou Yi, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Fan walked over, looked down, and was stunned.

On the ground, a group of ants were crawling, carrying the spilled rice grains.

"What's so good about ants?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you find it interesting?" There was a different kind of light in Zhou Yi's eyes.

"An ant is very weak, but a group of ants can do a lot..."

"They have a clear division of labor. Soldier ants provide defense, worker ants look for food and build ant nests, and the queen ant is responsible for reproduction..."

Having said that, Zhou Yi paused for a moment and looked up at Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan, do you think these ants could be a living being?"

"A living creature?" Zhang Fan looked suspicious: "What do you mean?"

"These ants are actually one body, and each one is just like a human cell, just looser."

"The queen ant is the brain, the soldier ants are the bones and muscles, and the worker ants are the blood..." There was a different kind of brilliance in Zhou Yi's eyes.

A race is like a living creature.

It is both an individual and a whole, perfectly unified and harmonious.

"Just like the human soul, they share the same origin... a single soul is so fragile, and is inherently affected by the consciousness, making it difficult to awaken, and may even fall into a dark night..."

"What a fragile power..." Zhou Yi murmured softly.

"You said that if all souls had the same brain like ants, how powerful they would be." Zhou Yi became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Zhou Yi, you..."

Zhang Fan was stunned. He looked at Zhou Yi with a dazed expression. Such remarks seemed to have planted a seed in the young Zhang Fan's heart, a seed that had never sprouted.

"Zhang Fan, do you think there is a method in this world that can connect everyone's soul?" Zhou Yi looked at the ants under his feet, then looked up at the sky. His gaze seemed to fly to a very far place, a place that ordinary people could not see, and was full of yearning.

"If not, I hope that one day I can establish this sect." Zhou Yi murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)