Pure Yang!

Chapter 336: Mindfulness as Medicine! The Qiu Family's Innate Skill
late at night.

A bright moon was reflected in the vast Pearl Lake. The wind was blowing and the waves were surging, shaking the boats on the shore.

On the bank, the painter set up a lamp. He leaned back in a chair, his eyes half open and half closed, leaving only a slit, as if he was still waiting for business.

At his age, if he meets a customer every two or three days, he can have enough food and clothing.

In the distance, occasionally a couple would take advantage of the night to sneak into the nearby woods.

Zhang Fan’s room at Zhuhu Hotel just happened to have a view of the entire lake. They were exhausted from the journey so they simply stayed here.

This place is only three or five kilometers away from the center of Qingu Town.

What he has to do now is to wait for Chen Long and the masters of the Taoist Alliance to arrive.

What Chen Long wants must belong to the Zhang family.

Since it belongs to the Zhang family, it also belongs to Zhang Fan.

Rumble…

At this time, Zhang Fan was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, his soul had left his body and was hovering three feet above his head. Black and white Qi was surging around him, like the mysterious light of the sun or the endless night, interweaving and surging, turning into a scene of light that almost covered the entire room.

hum...

At the same time, a strange wave radiated from Zhang Fan's soul to the surroundings, like a dark invasion, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire hotel.

"Um!?"

Almost at the same time, Li Miaoyin was in her room, her brows suddenly frowned, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

When she reaches this level, not only can she not have any thoughts, but she can also remain extremely empty and quiet at all times, allowing her primordial spirit to return and her conscious mind to be suppressed.

However, in that instant, her consciousness became restless, as if a nameless fire had risen, and all kinds of thoughts arose, causing her soul to feel a little disharmonious.

Ordinary people may not be able to notice it. After all, their souls are always in a deep sleep, and thoughts are arising every second. Even in dreams, hundreds of thoughts can still arise in a single breath.

The flower is not a flower, the fog is not a fog. It comes at midnight and goes away at dawn. It comes like a spring dream and goes like morning clouds that are nowhere to be found.

This is the mystery of thoughts, their coming and going without a trace.

But for a powerful practitioner like her, this feeling was like a bolt of thunder out of the blue, shaking the empty valley.

hum...

Another thought arose, and thousands of thoughts were flying around. The elusive thought was like a turbulent flow, and it actually broke away from Li Miaoyin and gathered in the same direction.

"The most evil thing in the world, the divine and demonic fetus!?"

Li Miaoyin looked solemn and subconsciously raised her head to look at the door. Her eyes seemed to see through the door and see Zhang Fan's room opposite.

Thoughts are the first calamity in spiritual practice. As a result, the mortal's conscious mind becomes restless and the soul becomes dormant. From then on, they fall deeply into the mortal world and have no chance of becoming immortals.

Although she had heard of the horror of the Holy Fetus of Gods and Demons, she had never imagined that this method was so cruel. Wherever it passed, all practitioners would be affected. Delusions were flying everywhere, like a group of demons dancing wildly, like a hundred calamities emerging, like the rolling darkness, like the abyss approaching.

The disharmony at that moment completely broke the balance between the primordial spirit and the conscious spirit.

It should be noted that all potential differences have fluctuations in "energy", which Taoists call Qi.

The manifestation of Tao in the material world is the interaction between the yin and yang of Qi, and the transformation between balance and imbalance.

The holy fetus of gods and demons is the one that steals the method of yin and yang, the technique that goes against the creation, plunders the great catastrophe and turns it into a great medicine, and goes against the extreme disaster and turns it into a supreme destiny.

"He has become even more terrifying after mastering this method." Li Miaoyin looked solemn and worried.

Using thoughts as medicine, how dangerous is that?
If a person is a lamp, then thoughts are the black smoke rising from the lamp.

The idea of ​​​​collecting and replenishing is to extract energy from the black smoke, condense the essence, seize the brilliance of the bright light, and illuminate the whole body.

At this moment, everyone in the hotel seemed to be shrouded in that strange wave.

Thoughts arise like raging tides, and disasters follow like waves and clouds.

"Zhang Fan..."

In the dim room, Ge Shuangxiu slowly opened his eyes. He woke up from his meditation state and looked towards the door with a serious expression.

His soul is extremely powerful, even more powerful than Ge Zhenyan, Ge Changfeng, and Qiu Wanmian back then.

Therefore, at this moment, he vaguely felt that there was a strange atmosphere hidden in this hotel, constantly absorbing the thoughts radiating from the surroundings, like adding firewood to a fire, burning violently and gradually becoming a tremendous force.

Ge Shuangxiu's eyes were fixed as a line, and he could vaguely see that the whole hotel seemed to be surrounded by thick smoke, pitch black and invisible.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, this hotel has become a place for spiritual practice. Anyone who dares to set foot in it, unless they have great skills, will step beyond the line and enter a state of darkness, with their soul regressing and unable to recover.

"It's worthy of being one of the nine inner alchemy methods. No wonder it is called the most evil in the world." Ge Shuangxiu murmured softly. He had a new understanding of this legendary inner alchemy method.

It is not only dangerous for practitioners. Once you practice this method, the place where you stand will suddenly become a desperate situation. Ordinary practitioners will feel as if they are experiencing a catastrophe when seeing this.

At this moment, Ge Shuangxiu finally understood why Zishu wanted to cooperate with Zhang Fan.

To cultivate the divine and demonic fetus, such an achievement cannot be ignored, not to mention that Zhang Fan is so terrifying now, let alone Zhang Lingzong who has survived five disasters! ?

Rumble…

In Zhang Fan's room, the black and white Qi was boiling around his soul. The place where he stood was like a furnace, constantly refining thoughts coming from all directions.

Those wisps of thoughts, like billowing black smoke, turned into the furnace. In a flash, they became wisps of heavenly light, nourishing and strengthening Zhang Fan's soul.

The seven levels of primordial light vibrated continuously, absorbing nutrients like a baby, growing stronger every minute and every second.

For ordinary practitioners, the body and mind are extremely empty and quiet, without any thoughts, and the conscious mind is as if in a deep sleep. Only then will the soul revive and regain control of the body.

However, at this time, when Zhang Fan activated the Holy Embryo of Gods and Demons, his consciousness did not seem to have fallen into a deep sleep, but was exiled into the void, with no self-awareness anymore.

It is as if this inner alchemy method operates naturally, not by human power, and is naturally in harmony with the Way of Heaven, giving rise to wonderful existence through inaction.

Rumble…

Zhang Fan’s soul became more and more terrifying, and the strange fluctuations spread again, breaking through the scope of the hotel and radiating to farther places.

The lake is rippling, and the night breeze is blowing the sails of the boats on the lakeside.

Under the dim moonlight, Zhang Fan's soul seemed to merge into the vast darkness, omnipresent.

"No matter how brilliant the radiance of the primordial spirit is, it is as small as a firefly in front of the mighty power of heaven and earth."

Zhang Fan's soul floated above the Pearl Lake, with a bright moon reflected in its shadow, which complemented each other so well that he couldn't help but feel emotional.

hum...

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, stirring up the illusory soul and causing ripples.

Zhang Fan's heart was moved. He looked up and saw a figure standing on the vast lake, walking on the waves.

Where that person stood, the moonlight behind him was crushed, and thousands of waves stopped at this moment. The sky and the earth were dark, and the universe was vast, as if only this figure was left.

Zhang Fan looked around in confusion, as if he had stepped into another void.

"It's you!?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and shouted.

He had had this feeling before.

Back then, in Gusu City, someone also used supreme means to drag him into the inner world of his soul, and transmitted magic through the air, allowing him to awaken the Fire Dragon Pill Sword.

The man's aura was exactly the same as the scene before him, equally powerful, equally mysterious, and equally indescribable.

"Thousand-year-old demon!?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed as a line, his soul rose up, and he flew towards the figure.

Rumble…

His soul shone with infinite brilliance, and the Fire Dragon Sword soared into the sky. The soul's spell was more mysterious than reality. The fire dragon crisscrossed the lake, a hundred meters long, with a magnificent and earth-shaking aura, and then pounced on the mysterious figure.

hum...

The fire dragon had not yet touched the mysterious shadow. Only ten meters away, it suddenly twisted, as if crushed by an invisible strange force, and disappeared in an instant.

The scattered firelight fell on the lake, reflecting Zhang Fan's solemn expression.

He looked at the mysterious figure, standing alone at the forefront, as if it had merged into one with the vast world beneath its feet.

So unfathomable.

It was so vast and boundless.

The two people were only a hundred meters apart, but it felt like they were separated by the ends of the earth. It seemed that such a distance would be difficult to bridge in a lifetime.

call……

Suddenly, the figure seemed to exhale, and the next moment, he disappeared in front of Zhang Fan like a shadow of light.

hum...

The surrounding space began to ripple, like a rising tide, pulling Zhang Fan's soul back to reality.

"He's not around!?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. The feeling this time was completely different from the last time. Instead, it was like the scene when he met Zhang Lingzong's young mark at Liaoya Mountain in Huizhou Province.

In other words, this is a fragment of the imprint left by the resonance between the soul and time and space.

"A thousand-year-old demon... has he been here?!"

Zhang Fan seemed to be lost in thought. The most mysterious existence he had ever seen, who seemed to be hidden in the fog, had also been to Qingu Town like Jiang Lai.

call……

The wind blows across the lake, the night is dark, and the shattered shadow of the bright moon gathers together again.

"I still need to be stronger."

Zhang Fan murmured softly, his soul rose up and flew towards Zhuhu Hotel, returning to his body.

I don’t know how much time passed, but it was late at night.

There was no one in sight in the grove not far away, and the old man painting on the bank had finally started to pack up his stall. At this point, there was no one, not to mention people, not even a ghost.

Rumble…

At this moment, a car came from the night and stopped by the embankment.

Immediately afterwards, two figures got out of the car. They were Ge Changfeng and Qiu Wanmian.

"The unusual fluctuations just now seemed to have disappeared here." Qiu Wanmian said in a serious tone.

"It seems like nothing." Ge Changfeng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but say.

“Could it be that I’m sensing something wrong?”

"Absolutely not. My brother has practiced Xiantian Gong and his soul is extraordinary. How could he be wrong?"

Qiu Wanmian spoke softly, with a hint of awe in his eyes, and subconsciously looked inside the car.

Under the dim moonlight, a young man walked out, with sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and a plain robe, which seemed as white as a patch of white under the moonlight.

Qiu Buyi!
When Ge Changfeng saw this person, he subconsciously took three steps back to make way.

"The river waves surged and disappeared in a flash. It's a pity that I can never catch them again." Qiu Buzhi said regretfully.

"Maybe the person just now was from Wuwei Sect. It seems that the information obtained by Daomeng is true. Will Chen Long appear?" Qiu Buyi murmured softly.

He is a master of the Qiu family and also holds a position in the Taoist Alliance, so he came to Qingu Town as the vanguard. Soon even Yuan Tiandu, the deputy master of Baihe Temple, will be here in person.

"Brother, if that person just now was from Wuwei Sect, he must be a master without a doubt." Qiu Wanmian said in a serious tone.

"Whether he is a master or not, we will know only after trying. If Chen Long really comes, this person will definitely show up. Perhaps the descendant of the Three Corpses you mentioned will also show up." Qiu Buyi said lightly.

Ge Changfeng and Qiu Wanmian looked at each other, that was their real goal.

"Brother, what was that unusual fluctuation just now?" Qiu Wanmian couldn't help but ask.

Although she did notice it, the distance was too far and she only had a vague impression.

"Primordial spirit!" Qiu Buyi said lightly.

“Soul!?” Qiu Wanmian was stunned for a moment, and couldn’t help but said, “It doesn’t look like a soul.”

"Xiao Wan, everyone's soul is different." Qiu Buyi said lightly.

"For example, if the soul is a kind of wave, then everyone's frequency and band are different. When the frequency is extremely high, not only will it show abnormalities, but you may not even be able to perceive it."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ge Changfeng and Qiu Wanmian showed strange expressions on their faces. Such remarks felt refreshing to them.

"By the same analogy, thoughts can also be considered a kind of wave, but their frequency is very low and the waveband is extremely complex, so they can have a great impact on the soul."

Ge Changfeng and Qiu Wanmian listened quietly. It must be said that Qiu Buyi's understanding of cultivation completely surpassed theirs.

"But……"

At this moment, Qiu Buyi changed the subject.

"There is a kind of skill in this world that can absorb waves of different frequencies and strengthen oneself."

"The holy fetus of gods and demons!" Qiu Wanmian blurted out.

"Yes, for those who cultivate the Divine and Demonic Saint Embryo, their Yuan Shen is like a receiver with huge power, so they can receive waves of all frequency bands."

"That is, to use thoughts as medicine."

"No wonder the holy fetus of gods and demons is so terrifying." Qiu Wanmian said suddenly.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Our Qiu family's Xiantian Gong is their nemesis. It can render this high-power receiver useless." Qiu Buyi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident and calm smile.

Among the disciples of this generation of the Qiu family, he is the only one who has mastered the innate skill. This skill alone is enough to dominate the world.

"Young man, do you want to draw a picture?"

At this moment, an old inquiring voice came from not far away.

Qiu Buzhi looked down and saw the old painter waving at him.

"Where did this madman come from? Drawing a divine picture so late at night?" Ge Changfeng spat.

"let's go."

Qiu Buyi withdrew his gaze, naturally not taking it to heart, and turned around and got into the car.

Rumble…

The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and the car sped away and disappeared on the long embankment.

"No business today." The old painter packed up his stall angrily.

"Lao Zhang, come over and have a drink."

Just at this moment, a greeting came from a fishing boat not far away.

"coming!!!"

The old painter grinned and replied.

(End of this chapter)