Pure Yang!

Chapter 35 Six Heavenly Ghosts and Gods, Yuanshen Activated

"Jiang Lai!?"

Zhang Fan never dreamed that he would meet Jiang Lai again in Yujing City before dawn.

The three encounters in Zhenwu Mountain left a deep impression on Zhang Fan.

She is like the hazy mountains, mysterious and unpredictable, making people curious and yearning.

Zhang Fan stood up and was about to step forward.

At this moment, a young man walked in from outside. He was dressed casually and looked quite handsome, especially between his eyebrows, which seemed to be full of elegance.

"Let me introduce him. This is..." Wen He pointed at the handsome young man.

"My surname is Jiang, and one-third of the bright moon shines on the river..."

"Jiang Hu!"

The handsome young man came forward, smiling brightly, and greeted Zhang Fan in a very familiar manner.

"New colleague!"

"My name is Zhang Fan."

Zhang Fan nodded and responded mechanically, but his attention was all on Jiang Lai.

"Finally a new person has arrived, please don't die!"

"..."

There have always been only a few big and small cats in Ye Buliang, and there have been no new people for a long time. If this continues, even those who practice Taoism will not be able to bear the hard work of slaves every day.

There is an old saying in Taoism: If smoking does not damage the lungs and drinking does not damage the stomach, one will live to be a hundred years old; if working is too tiring, one will shorten his life by ninety years; if one has to attend meetings every day, one may kneel down immediately.

Only with the arrival of new people can one succeed in practicing Taoism and hope for longevity.

"I'll try!"

Zhang Fan gave a dry laugh, but his eyes glanced at Jiang Lai intentionally or unintentionally, but the latter seemed not to see him and returned to his workstation.

"She's blind!?"

Zhang Fan muttered to himself, found a gap and found Wen He.

"Sister Wen, Jiang Lai..."

"What? Are you attracted to that girl?" Wen He looked at Zhang Fan with an aunt-like smile, and then whispered, "She is the boss's relative, and she came here a week earlier than you."

"The boss's relative!?"

Zhang Fan looked strange. He hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Jiang Lai and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you on Zhenwu Mountain? Why are you here?"

"Same as you." Jiang Lai raised his head and replied. After that, no matter what Zhang Fan asked, the former kept silent.

“What the hell!?”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but look towards Bai Bu Ran's office, with deep suspicion in his eyes.

In the beginning, the reason why he was able to embark on the path of cultivation in Zhenwu Mountain had a lot to do with Jiang Lai. This mysterious girl saved him several times. Even Zhang Fan's final appearance in Qingwei Palace, awakening the Samadhi True Fire, and integrating the Zhenwu Jade Certificate were somehow related to her.

When going down the mountain, Zhang Fan specifically asked about Pojie, but the latter said that there was no such person on Zhenwu Mountain.

Now, Jiang Lai actually appeared in Ye Buliang openly and became the boss's relative?
"How could there be such a coincidence in this world?" Zhang Fan's mind became restless and he had no concentration on his work.

Once is a coincidence, twice is accidental, but three or four times is unacceptable.

After waiting for a long time until lunch break, Zhang Fan saw Jiang Lai get up and go out before dawn.

"Jiang Lai!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly followed.

"Why are you following me?" Jiang Lai whispered and walked to the open space at the end of the corridor.

"Don't say you can't remember me." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say.

"I remember you." Jiang Lai looked at Zhang Fan with her ethereal eyes.

"Who are you? I asked Brother Pojie and he said there is no one like you on Zhenwu Mountain." Zhang Fan asked.

"I remember you, but you don't remember me." Jiang Lai whispered.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused, and his expression gradually became strange.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" "We have met before."

Jiang Lai murmured softly, turned around and looked at the end of the quiet corridor, where the lights on the ceiling were flickering at this moment.

"Are you talking about Zhenwu Mountain?" Zhang Fan felt that it was an unnecessary question as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Longer time ago." Jiang Lai said calmly.

"Longer time ago? Why don't I remember it? Have we met before?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then asked suspiciously.

"When?"

"Ten years ago."

Just three words made Zhang Fan's heart skip a beat.

Ten years ago, his life was undergoing a major change.

That year, his mother died in a car accident, and from then on, he depended on Zhang Lingzong for survival.

"I was only twelve years old at that time. You were my elementary school classmate?" Zhang Fan asked uncertainly.

"Wait until you remember."

Jiang Lai shook his head and whispered, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Zhang Fan raised his hand.

hum...

At this moment, Jiang Lai turned around, stretched out his right hand, and slapped Zhang Fan on the chest.

Then, he staggered and his body quickly lost balance. At the same time, his soul was actually knocked out.

"Six Heavenly Ghosts!"

Rumble…

As soon as Zhang Fan's soul left his body, he saw the sky and the earth dark, stained with blood red. Six ancient palaces appeared before his eyes, standing in six directions. A supreme and terrifying shadow rose and flickered in the palace, like a pile of white bones or corpses hanging on trees, with fierce power and murderous aura rising.

"The exterior scene of the soul!?" Zhang Fan's heart trembled.

The key to Taoist practice lies in four words: primordial spirit activation.

Once the primordial spirit is activated, one can see tens of thousands of external scenes, especially when casting magic spells, which seem real and fake. They may appear as ghosts and gods, or evil spirit realms, or Buddhist instruments of immortals or Buddhas, and the sky may be full of chaos and confusion.

"Humans rule during the day, while demons roam at night."

"Yin and Yang are separate, each has its own function."

"Great rebellion, six heavenly ghosts and gods."

"..."

Waves of low humming sounds echoed around Zhang Fan's soul, like chanting incantations. The scene before him was eerie and terrifying. Six ancient palaces stood in six directions. Dormant shadows were about to emerge, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's soul was under tremendous pressure, and every inch of it seemed about to explode.

Rumble…

At this moment, Zhang Fan's soul shook violently, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

There was heavy rain and thunder.

At this moment, he seemed to be back to that night ten years ago.

The night Zhang Fan’s mother had a car accident.

The twelve-year-old boy knelt in the heavy rain. The night was eternal and the surroundings were blurry. He rubbed his eyes desperately but could see nothing.

"Ah ah ah..."

At this moment, a shrill scream resounded throughout the dark night, as if it came from purgatory.

"Retreat quickly... retreat quickly... don't treat him as an ordinary little devil."

"Don't use your soul to fight him... You can't win... This kid is also practicing the gods and demons..."

Waves of sharp sounds echoed in this dark and lightless world, carrying with them a sense of unrest.

Rumble…

A burst of thunder split the sky, and countless noisy voices came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, only to find himself still standing at the end of the corridor, his clothes already soaked with sweat. He looked around, but there was no sign of Jiang Lai, as if nothing had happened!
(End of this chapter)