Pure Yang!

Chapter 340: Black Prison Burial Method! Jiang Lai's Injury
The night is cool like water and the lake is like a mirror.

A fishing boat was drifting on the shore of Zhuhu Lake, swaying in the cool breeze and following the ups and downs of the waves.

Painting tools were scattered on the bow, with brightly colored ink splattered all over, making the old boat look even dirtier.

The painter held his chin with one hand and beat the rhythm with the other. His eyes were slightly closed. The radio was playing the singing of old-fashioned operas. The singing was echoing in the cold night, blending with the sound of waves, but it had a unique charm.

"I am only waiting for the sky to be desolate and the earth to end, how can I let the real dragon enter the ant hole..."

The painter was humming softly, with a long and slow breath.

hum...

Suddenly, the singing on the radio stopped abruptly, accompanied by "crackling" electronic noise.

"Um!?"

The painter slowly opened his eyes, and ripples appeared on the surface of the lake around him.

He slowly stood up and looked up at the sky. His old and gray eyebrows raised and his slightly gloomy eyes revealed a solemn look.

"The sky tonight... is really dark."

The painter muttered softly, and his voice was like the water in the lake, slowly dissipating and disappearing to an unknown destination.

……

Qin Ancient Town, a lane with only one person.

In the quiet courtyard, Qiu Shangqing sat cross-legged in the yard. The moonlight splashing on him seemed to breathe, rising and falling with his body.

At this moment, the bright white moonlight suddenly dissipated, like black clouds covering the moon, or like stars sinking into the abyss.

"Um!?"

Qiu Shangqing raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes suddenly. He looked up and saw the big moon hanging high in the sky, still clear.

"Uncle Shangqing, what's wrong?"

Next to him, Qiu Buyi also woke up from his practice. Being able to practice beside a master of the Heavenly Master realm was a rare experience and a great opportunity.

Because this kind of existence is in a state of unity between man and nature at all times, learning from it is learning from nature.

With this opportunity, Qiu Buzhi seemed to have his mind reopened, and many mysteries and connections that he had been unable to understand in the past suddenly became clear.

He was immersed in it, but suddenly he sensed that Qiu Shangqing's state of mind had changed a little, like ripples on the calm surface of a lake, which continued to expand and even affected him.

"It's as dark as a prison... Why is the sky so dark tonight?" Qiu Shangqing said solemnly.

"Dark? Where is it dark?"

Qiu Buyi looked up at the sky, bewildered.

At this time, the moon was high in the sky and the stars were twinkling, but the sky was unusually bright.

"Things have changed!" Qiu Shangqing murmured softly.

At this moment, the vast sky seemed pitch black in the eyes of this master of the Heavenly Master realm. It was like a bottomless abyss, as if the sky was sinking into the earth. The light from the sky could not come out, and the light from the earth could not rise. It was in a state of confusion and all things were in chaos.

……

Jiangbei Province, Zhenwu Mountain.

The back mountain of Nanxuan Palace.

"The immortal golden elixir is planted in the soil and sand, and everyone will leave home early. With only the hope of immortality in mind, even gods and demons will be killed..."

"Kill the gods and the devils..."

“Hahahaha, kill them all, kill them all, the place is empty… empty… it’s done… it’s done…”

A crazy roar came from the ancient cave in the back mountain, accompanied by the collision of heavy chains, which made people feel creepy and their scalps tingle.

"Brother Pojie, Junior Uncle is getting more and more crazy."

Under the night sky, a handsome Taoist priest looked at the cliff behind the mountain and couldn't help but say.

"The method that Junior Master Uncle practices is extraordinary. Seeking the truth from the devil is to escape from the holy womb of gods and devils... Alas... A single thought can lead to eternal damnation..." Taoist Master Pojie sighed slowly, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The road ahead is long. Looking back, there are only three or five people. Throughout history, how many people have truly achieved immortality?
Even so, there are still people who live and die for it, and even go crazy for it.

This kind of madness requires great perseverance, which is sad but respectable.

"Let's go!" Taoist Priest Pojie waved his hand.

At this moment, the ancient cave is the most dangerous place in the entire Zhenwu Mountain, and no one can approach it casually.

hum...

Suddenly, a soft humming sounded from the cliffs of Nanxuan Palace, like the roar of a dragon or the roar of a sword.

"Um!?"

The Taoist priest who broke the precepts' expression suddenly changed and he looked up suddenly.

hum... hum...

The humming and shaking sound became more and more fierce and terrifying, accompanied by rolling rocks falling from the cliff. In an instant, the entire Nanxuan Palace trembled slightly.

"Pure Yang Magic Sword!?"

The Taoist priest who broke the precepts' eyes widened and showed an expression of disbelief.

Since Lü Zu, this sword has been left in Zhenwu Mountain. The Pure Yang Sword has been handed down for more than 600 years...

This wooden sword has been through wind and rain, and in the eyes of outsiders it is just a tourist attraction in Zhenwu Mountain. However, it has never been as self-manifested and wonderful as it is today.

hum... hum...

The Pure Yang Sword vibrated more and more violently, and the terrifying aura made the entire Nanxuan Palace tremble slightly. The roaring sound in the ancient cave in the back mountain also stopped at this moment.

"Brother, what's going on?" the young Taoist priest next to him said tremblingly.

At this moment, his legs became weak, and he felt that his brows and spiritual platform were almost cracked. His soul was trembling and he couldn't control himself.

"Quick, go and ask for the master!" the Taoist priest who broke his precepts shouted loudly.

This sword was left by Lu Zu. It is a pure yang magic weapon. Once it is manifested, it will be extremely powerful. Only Chu Chaoran on Zhenwu Mountain can completely subdue it.

call……

At this moment, the mountain wind was howling, and Taoist Pojie only felt a flash before his eyes, and a figure stood on the cliff, with his wide robe fluttering in the wind. At this moment, the huge Zhenwu Mountain seemed much smaller under him.

"Master!" the Taoist priest who had broken his precepts cried out.

"Old friend, be patient!"

Chu Chaoran whispered and gently extended his right hand.

hum...

The next moment, the Pure Yang Sword flew out of the air and landed in Chu Chaoran's palm.

Rumble…

A wonderful aura arose leisurely, reaching up to the sky and suppressing the earth. The Pure Yang Sword suddenly became quiet, with only a low hum echoing, like the whimpering of a mountain wind.

"Master, what happened just now?" The Taoist priest who had broken his precepts came to his senses, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

"If he is not a powerful enemy, then he is an old friend." Chu Chaoran looked at the Pure Yang Sword in his hand and uttered a puzzling sentence.

"Um!?"

The Taoist priest who broke his precepts and the young Taoist priest looked at each other, but they didn't understand what he meant.

"Hang it back up."

At this moment, Chu Chaoran threw the Pure Yang Sword to the Taoist priest Pojie.

Taoist Priest Broken Precepts was suddenly startled and hurried to take the sword. The inconspicuous wooden sword fell into his hand, but it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made him feel extremely frightened and uneasy.

"Remember to tie it tightly with thicker wire to prevent it from slipping." Chu Chaoran warned.

"Should we fence off this place and charge a separate fee?" Chu Chaoran pondered.

"..."

"Master, this is a Pure Yang magic weapon. Using it to collect admission fees to make money... is not a good idea."

The Taoist priest who broke the precepts had a trembling voice, and he felt the wooden sword in his hand tremble slightly, as if the sword intent was about to come out.

“Then let’s make a mold first, then customize it in bulk and sell it as peripheral products.” Chu Chaoran waved his hand and disappeared from the sight of Pojie and the little Taoist priest.

……

Qingu Town, Nanchang Street.

The dark track was like a giant dragon, tearing through the sky and crushing the starlight.

That vast chaos was like a bottomless abyss, dragging all the brilliance around it into it. The sky was unable to get out, the earth was constantly carrying it, all laws were buried in chaos, and all things sank.

Zhang Fan's eyes widened when he saw this. He had never seen such pure brutality and terror.

The body of a master of the Zhaishou realm was pierced by that dark streak, and his inner elixir, which was known as the essence of Xuanmen, was even more vulnerable. It seemed to be suddenly destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

You must know that Zhang Esha’s inner elixir can compete with the existence of the white bone relics.

However, in front of that black light, it was as fragile as tofu.

The most terrifying thing is that this thing only destroys everything on the physical level. Even Zhang Esha's soul could not escape. It was as if it was directly wiped out. The soul entered the void and sank into the abyss in an instant, without leaving even a trace.

Rumble…

Zhang Esha's physical body, inner elixir, and soul... were almost annihilated and disintegrated in an instant. A terrifying aura was surging, and that dark aura was like an abyss, and it seemed to be still spreading, and it was actually rushing towards Zhang Fan.

At this moment, a figure flashed and stood in front of Zhang Fan. She hugged Zhang Fan tightly and threw herself backwards, letting the black aftermath inside wash over like a tide.

"Miaoyin..." Zhang Fan's eyes widened with shock.

hum...

Li Miaoyin hugged Zhang Fan tightly, her body trembled and her face turned pale instantly.

The dark aftermath receded like a tide, and the black iron piece in the sky fell down and landed on the ground, making a crisp sound that echoed in the cold street.

“Wonderful sound…”

Li Miaoyin's body softened and she leaned into Zhang Fan's arms. Her face was pale and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"I saw that you didn't come back, so I came here. You owe me again." Li Miaoyin was counting the bill.

"How are you?" Zhang Fan asked hurriedly.

"Idiot, do you think I look okay?" Li Miaoyin said through clenched teeth.

"Where are you hurt? Let me see."

"What are you looking at? Where do you want to look?" Li Miaoyin lowered her eyes and said angrily.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, go back first."

Li Miaoyin comforted Zhang Fan.

Fortunately, what just happened was just the aftermath, and it was very far away, so the force that actually affected Li Miaoyin had been weakened to the extreme.

But even so, her body was difficult to move.

“Wonderful sound…”

At this moment, the distance between Li Miaoyin and Zhang Fan was closer than ever before, but the latter felt a strange feeling in his heart.

At that moment, he was shocked and worried.

Shocked by Li Miaoyin's sudden appearance, he was worried... or rather afraid, he was afraid that this woman would die here for him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan subconsciously clasped his hands tighter.

Li Miaoyin couldn't help but feel pain, but she seemed to notice the change in Zhang Fan's mood. She just looked up and said with some concern: "Don't be nervous, I'm fine."

"If you do this, you'll be caught."

"Being emotional is not a good thing."

"No one can use you as my weakness." Zhang Fan's expression returned to normal, but his tone was firmer than ever before.

"Cough...cough..."

At this moment, a dry cough sounded from the night.

Zhang Fan and Li Miaoyin turned their heads and discovered that something else seemed to be coming over. Upon closer inspection, they saw that it was Ge Shuangxiu.

"I really don't want to disturb you, but this is really not the place to talk."

Ge Shuangxiu looked at the sick mandarin ducks in front of him with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"You didn't leave." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

He was also extremely weak at this time.

"Nonsense, if I leave you alone, am I still a human being?" Ge Shuangxiu rolled his eyes.

"Wait a minute, bring that thing with you."

Zhang Fan pointed at the black iron sheet that fell not far away.

"This..." Ge Shuangxiu hesitated to speak.

He supported Zhang Fan but didn't dare to take it. He just saw with his own eyes that the evil Zhang was blown to pieces by this thing.

He is a master from Beizhang and the most powerful man in the sect.

"Are you scared?" Zhang Fan glanced at him.

"How could that be? After all, this is your own...treasure." Ge Shuangxiu shook his head.

Zhang Fan possessed it, picked it up and put it in his pocket.

"What the hell is this...baby!?" Ge Shuangxiu couldn't help but ask.

"How the hell would I know."

Zhang Fan shook his head. When he bought it from the black market, the other party asked for 300,000 yuan, saying that it was a fragment of an antique. In the end, Zhang Fan managed to bargain it down to 150 yuan. Later, he kept it as a hand-held piece.

Who would have thought that he had really picked up a big bargain, this thing was evil in every way.

"Let's go back first. Someone will be coming here soon." Zhang Fan said in a low voice.

Zhang Esha was not only a great master at the Zhaishou realm, but also a member of Beizhang. He died here without leaving even a trace of him. It is unknown how much of an impact this will cause.

The three of them supported each other and gradually disappeared into the night.

……

Late at night.

Yujing City.

Suddenly, a strange sound was heard in the quiet room. Wen He turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone. The flashing light drove away some of the darkness and illuminated the sight in front of him.

She pushed up her glasses and followed the unusual sound.

The door of Jiang Lai's room was ajar, and the sound came from inside, getting louder and louder.

"Jiang Lai...is that you?" Wen He asked tentatively.

However, there was no response from the room, only the strange sound that seemed to be getting louder and louder.

"Jiang Lai, are you okay?" Wen He asked again.

The cold room still did not respond, but instead made the strange sound even more harsh.

Wen He frowned and quickened her pace. She touched the switch on the wall and quickly turned on the light. However, the scene in front of her made her expression change suddenly and she almost cried out.

Jiang Lai fell to the ground, her upper body naked, revealing her snow-white back. A dark wound gradually appeared as if it had pierced through her, and it continued to wriggle and spread on her snow-white back.

"Jiang Lai, you..."

Wen He's expression suddenly changed, and a look of surprise appeared on her trembling face. She had never seen such scars before.

The scar seemed to be unhealable and horrific, emitting an ominous aura that made her subconsciously afraid to get close.

"Jiang Lai, what's wrong with you?" Wen He calmed himself and asked hurriedly.

Jiang Lai stood up slowly, her beautiful face still without any fluctuation. She just looked out the window, at the vast sky, with a cold look in her eyes.

"That thing... is still alive!?"

(End of this chapter)