Pure Yang!

Chapter 338 Heavenly Master Qiu Shangqing! Bei Zhang's Network
Evening, in a corner of a small town.

In the alleys, small stalls are set up one after another, selling pork heads, braised beef, fried dried meat... filling up half of the street, with a strong atmosphere of fireworks.

People lined up in groups of three or five to buy cooked food. Some children even used their change to buy a bag of fried peanuts, half of which were boiled in oil. This would be a great side dish for the adults at home.

Under the dim street lights, Qiu Buyi and his group were walking from a distance. They walked around the crowd and passed through a deep and quiet alley.

The alley is very narrow and can only accommodate one person in and out.

Therefore, the name of this lane was called Yiren Lane.

"Brother, what are we doing here?" Qiu Wanmian followed behind and asked.

She didn't know, and Ge Changfeng was obviously even more confused.

He could only see that the defeat in the fight during the day seemed to have had a profound impact on Qiu Buzhi.

"Meet someone." Qiu Buyi said in a deep voice.

The three of them walked to the end of the alley and stopped in front of a small courtyard. Qiu Buyi leaned forward and looked at the door, but there was no response from inside.

dong... dong... dong...

Qiu Buyi knocked twice more, and at this moment, the door opened.

"come in."

A hearty voice came out from the crack of the door.

Qiu Wanmian frowned, feeling that the voice was extremely familiar. Without thinking too much, Qiu Buyi walked in.

Qiu Wanmian and Ge Changfeng followed closely behind.

A middle-aged man stood in the middle of a quiet courtyard. There were no lights on around him, but his body seemed to be emitting a bright white light, which actually illuminated the entire room. From the largest to the smallest corners, it seemed that everything was filled with this bright white light.

"The empty room gives birth to a white light!" Ge Changfeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

An empty room gives birth to whiteness, and good fortune is everywhere.

This is an extremely high realm in Taoist practice, untainted by the slightest bit of worldly dust, just like the clear and bright sky.

The world is so big, Taoism is so extensive, and there are countless practitioners as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges, but only a handful can enter this realm. In the world today, only those who have reached the realm of Heavenly Master can experience such a vision.

There is no doubt that the middle-aged man in front of him must be the Heavenly Master.

"Uncle Shangqing!?" Qiu Wanmian's face trembled slightly, but he recognized the man in front of him.

Qiu Shangqing, the Qiu family's celestial master.

"Uncle Shangqing." Qiu Buyi bowed deeply.

Qiu Shangqing arrived at Qindu Town just one step ahead of him. This was a secret, and no one knew it except Qiu Buyi.

"Junior greets senior." Ge Changfeng did not dare to be negligent, but his mind became active.

It seems that the information that Chen Long is about to appear is true. The Taoist Alliance really invested a lot of money. Not only did they send Yuan Tiandu, they also hid a Qiu Shangqing.

The two great heavenly masters are about to gather in this small ancient town of Qin.

"Little Wanmian is here too."

Qiu Shangqing nodded slightly, but his eyes fell on Ge Changfeng.

"Are you from the Ge family!?"

"Junior Ge Changfeng."

Ge Changfeng bowed again.

“You have grasped the essence of the Ge family’s [Linbu Method], but it’s a pity that you didn’t summon the thirty-six great immortals.” Qiu Shangqing said casually.

Ge Changfeng's heart started beating wildly when he heard this. The Ge family's [Linbu Method] was a culmination of the method of summoning gods. Different people would achieve different results when practicing it. The key was the level of the gods summoned.

The Fire Star God he summoned can only be regarded as one of the seventy-two minor gods. Although he is powerful, he has never comprehended the supreme Dharma.

Among the disciples of the Ge family, only those who summoned the thirty-six great immortals can be considered to have truly entered the inner realm and obtained the lineage of the ancestors, and can be called the pure Yang orthodoxy.

Qiu Shangqing was indeed a master at the Heavenly Master level. He could tell his strengths and weaknesses with just one glance.

At this moment, Ge Changfeng hurriedly calmed his mind and did not dare to have any strange thoughts.

"Among the disciples of your Ge family this generation, is there anyone who can summon the thirty-six great immortals?" Qiu Shangqing suddenly asked, changing the subject.

"This..." Ge Changfeng's expression tightened.

The successors of each sect and family are related to the incense of the same lineage, and all of them are secrets. He dare not speak casually.

"Your Ge family has a little guy named Ge Chang'an, who seems to be pretty good." Qiu Shangqing whispered.

When Ge Changfeng heard this, his face trembled violently.

Ge Changan is a rare genius in the Ge family. He is also the only disciple of this generation who can summon the thirty-six great immortals.

The Ge family had kept this genius a secret until now, but they did not expect Qiu Shangqing to reveal the secret.

Qiu Shangqing saw it all but remained silent.

In his eyes, this little guy Ge Changfeng, whose heart was agitated and his thoughts were all over the place after just one or two words from him, was obviously not of superior caliber. As far as cultivation was concerned, no matter how high his current realm was, it was ultimately not up to the standard.

"Buyi, what are you doing here? Have the people from Baihe Temple arrived?" Qiu Shangqing changed the subject and asked.

He was meditating here and didn't want to be disturbed, even by little fellows from the same clan. Under normal circumstances, someone like Qiu Wanmian wouldn't even be qualified to see him.

That is to say, if Qiu Buzhi mastered the Xiantian Kung Fu, he might be able to get some guidance, but it all depends on the opportunity and his mood.

"Uncle Shangqing, I met a master today."

Qiu Buyi's face was gloomy as he recounted what happened in the teahouse during the day, especially the time when the man severed his connection with the other person's soul with just one hand. However, his eyes were shining with a gleam that he could not forget.

"The soul looks into the mirror, and the void does not fall."

After hearing this, Qiu Shangqing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Did he really break your [Divine Mirror] with just a flick of his hand?"

"It's absolutely true." Qiu Buyi said affirmatively.

"Uncle Shangqing, is that man a master of Wuwei Sect?" Qiu Wanmian couldn't help but guess.

"Under the seat of enlightenment, half a lifetime is spent in the sound of a finger snap. I haven't seen the old immortal for a hundred years, and the dragons and snakes on the wall are flying..."

Qiu Shangqing chanted leisurely, his eyes were empty, as if it was the vast sky.

"Today I look around in confusion, I want to slay dragons and snakes and ride the wind. Don't say that everything is in vain when you turn your head, before you turn your head, it's all a dream."

“Life is like a dragon or snake emerging from the land. In the blink of an eye, it is nothing but a dream. Therefore, practitioners must have the courage to abandon everything, and kill the dragon or snake with one move.”

"Whatever emotions, whatever thoughts, whatever gratitude and past, cut them all off."

Having said this, Qiu Shangqing sighed and looked at Qiu Buyi.

"This move [Slaying Dragon and Snake] is the secret of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain."

"Longhushan Zhang Family!?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qiu Buyi, Qiu Wanmian, and Ge Changfeng all changed their expressions suddenly.

Eighty years have passed. The incense of Mount Longhu has been extinct for eighty years. If there are any descendants of the Zhang family in this world, it can only be...

"The Northern Zhang lineage!?"

"Is that expert from Beizhang?" Qiu Wanmian looked suspicious.

"It's nothing strange. Beizhang's people have stationed many experts in this town, and they have been guarding it for twenty to thirty years." Qiu Shangqing said casually.

"What? The people of Beizhang have been guarding this town for twenty or thirty years? Why?" Qiu Buzhi was puzzled.

"Do you know why Chen Long came here? Is there anything special about this town?" Qiu Shangqing asked instead of answering.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in surprise. "Eighty years ago, the Dao sect suffered a great catastrophe, and since then, the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain has been divided into the north and south."

"The Nan Zhang lineage is mostly concentrated in the south of the Yangtze River. There are about five or six places for recuperation and continuation of the incense. This ancient Qin town is one of them." Qiu Shangqing's voice became icy cold.

"Back then, after the Southern Zhang lineage was annihilated, in order to prevent any escapees or a resurgence, the Northern Zhang sent experts to station in these places, guarding them for more than 30 years."

"Guarding it for more than 30 years?" Ge Changfeng couldn't help but ask.

They actually sent experts to guard such a small place for more than 30 years?
"The people of Beizhang are so cruel!"

"Their plan is to guard it for a full hundred years, with masters from the clan taking turns every five years." Qiu Shangqing said calmly.

"Guard for a hundred years? That's too cautious." Qiu Wanmian couldn't help but say.

She knew that this town was involved in the Zhang family's dispute between the north and the south, but the people of the southern Zhang had long since died, and the people of the northern Zhang were still so cautious that they sent experts to guard it for a hundred years. Were they guarding against people or ghosts? ?

"The dispute over the orthodoxy is not a dispute over wills." Qiu Shangqing said in a deep voice: "Not to mention the Dragon and Tiger Zhang family!?"

"Besides, there are still some members of the Nan Zhang lineage who have escaped the net. They can still be revived, not to mention the incense of Longhu Mountain!?"

"The Great Spiritual Sect King!"

Qiu Buyi, Qiu Wanmian, two names suddenly came to Ge Changfeng's mind.

As disciples of the Chunyang family, they had naturally heard of this extremely vicious and ruthless figure.

"So, the person I met today was a master from Beizhang." Qiu Buyi said with some uncertainty.

"Now I admire the people of Beizhang. In such a small place, they continue to defend it even though they know it will be in vain." Qiu Wanmian couldn't help but say.

"Only if you can endure loneliness can you go far. This is also a form of cultivation. What's more..." Qiu Shangqing said lightly.

“It’s not like there’s nothing to gain.”

"Um!?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked puzzled.

"Twenty-four years ago, some of the remnants of Nan Zhang came back." Qiu Shangqing looked up at the sky and murmured softly.

"That was a long time ago."

That year, that day.

Twenty-four years ago, on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, he was also in this ancient town of Qin.

……

late at night.

Qingu Town, Nanchang Street.

This is an old street. The buildings date back to the Song and Yuan dynasties. Now they have become protected sites and cannot be renovated or bought or sold.

Occasionally, tourists come to this street to feel the atmosphere and charm of the old town.

"Zhang Fan, this half of the street is your family's property?"

"You are [Zhang Banjie]."

In the dim night, Zhang Fan and Ge Shuangxiu appeared at the end of the street and walked inside.

During the day, Zhang Fan finally found out the location of their hometown through the fish-selling aunt.

In the past, this half street belonged to their Zhang family. Since his grandfather's generation, they have been named Zhang.

"What Zhangban Street? These old buildings cannot be bought and sold. Besides, the housing prices in the town are already low. How much can they be worth?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

The cheapest house price in Yujing City is more than 30,000 yuan per square meter, but the best location here is only more than 4,000 yuan per square meter.

Even if all the properties on this half street were sold, I probably wouldn’t be able to afford a house in Yujing City.

"It looks very new." Ge Shuangxiu took a look.

The introduction at the street corner just now said that it was a complex of buildings from the Song and Yuan dynasties. Looking at it now, it looks brand new.

"Didn't you hear what the aunt said during the day?" Zhang Fan murmured as he walked on the cold street.

"By the way, she said that there was a big fire on this street 24 years ago, and all the houses were burned down." Ge Shuangxiu remembered.

"That day was..."

"September 9th, the day I was born." Zhang Fan whispered.

During the day, Zhang Fan was very concerned about what the fishmongering lady said.

The aunt said that Zhang Fan's brother died in the fire, and even his funeral was handled by the neighbors. The body was kept at home for three days and then dragged to the crematorium for cremation.

Poor thing, the little guy was only six years old at the time.

"My brother is dead!?" Zhang Fan frowned.

In his few memories, he did have a brother, but later on, they were rarely together, especially after he was sent to the Sanqi Orphanage for a year. After he came back, he never saw him again.

"Zhang Fan, you have a brother? Why haven't I heard you mention him?" Ge Shuangxiu couldn't help asking.

"I just remember that when I was a child, my parents didn't let me mention my brother's affairs casually in outside. At that time, he didn't have to go to school..." Zhang Fan thought.

He didn't have a very deep impression of his brother, but looking back now, there were indeed too many unreasonable things.

"No, are you your family?"

Ge Shuangxiu looked at Zhang Fan with a strange expression, and couldn't help asking, "Why do I feel like everything about your family is going on behind your back?"

"You didn't pick it up, did you?"

"Bullshit... How could that be... It shouldn't be possible." Zhang Fan said with great certainty.

A thought suddenly arose, and all sorts of random thoughts flew around. At this moment, many strange ideas popped up in Zhang Fan's mind.

"What are you thinking about? There's nothing interesting to see on this street."

Ge Shuangxiu stunned Zhang Fan for a moment and brought his thoughts back.

The original old house was burned down in a fire more than 20 years ago. Now it has been rebuilt on the original site. No one knows why Chen Long came back all the way and what he was trying to do.

"The two old houses on the back street were not burned down, and they still look the same as before." Zhang Fan had already found out everything long ago, so he came here in the dead of night when no one was around to find out more.

"Go and have a look."

Zhang Fan waved his hand, quickened his pace and walked towards the back street.

He had a hunch that Chen Long came here most likely for these two old houses.

"Wait a moment, kids."

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

Zhang Fan stopped suddenly, his whole body hair stood on end, as alert as a wild animal, reacting instinctively. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man walking slowly towards him under the dim moonlight. He had an old street manager armband on his shoulder, a blue hat on his head, and the nails on his hands were slightly oily.

"Little boy, you can't wander around here at night. Come back during the day." The administrator said quietly.

"Okay, let's come back during the day."

Zhang Fan nodded, took Ge Shuangxiu and was about to leave.

"Zhang Lingzong's son should stay."

At this moment, the administrator's voice sounded again, but it was three points colder.

"The remnants of Nan Zhang finally found us."

(End of this chapter)