Pure Yang!

Chapter 353 A sudden fire! The fourth person (update)

The endless Zhu Lake is getting farther and farther away. Through the rearview mirror, you can vaguely see seagulls flying, cutting through the sky and circling above the sparkling waves.

Zhang Fan and his party finally left the ancient town of Qingu and the former roots of the Nan Zhang lineage.

He looked at the land behind him, and a feeling rose in his heart...

One day, he will come back!
"Zhang Fan, why didn't Zhang Wang go with you?" Fang Changle couldn't help but ask while driving.

"He said he wanted to travel around and see a lot, and he would come to Yujing City to see us when he has time."

Zhang Fan whispered casually, but the figure of Zhang Wang appeared in his mind.

When they met again, the other party gave him a very different feeling. He even seemed to have forgotten the impression he had when he first met Zhang Wang.

This time, it was more like a first encounter, both familiar and strange.

What made Zhang Fan feel strange the most was that Zhang Wang seemed very curious about his brother. Unfortunately, Zhang Fan himself didn’t know where Zhang Sheng was.

"Your friend is hard to figure out." Li Miaoyin sat next to Zhang Fan and whispered.

"He is a little..."

Zhang Fan curled his lips, not knowing how to describe it for a moment.

"By the way, Xia Weisheng has returned to Zhenwu Mountain. Before she left, she asked me to give this thing to you."

As he spoke, Fang Changle took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Fan. When he opened it, he found it was an invitation.

"On the second day of next month, will we watch the ceremony at Zhenwu Mountain?" Zhang Fan took a glance.

Only then did he remember that next month would be the ceremony for Chaoran Zhenren to accept disciples. At that time, Taoists from all over the world would gather at Zhenwu Mountain. It could be said that this was a top event that attracted much attention from all parties.

"The Qi brothers have also returned to Laojun Mountain. They asked me to say hello to you and see you at Zhenwu Mountain next month." Fang Changle said.

The brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang are the descendants of Laojun Mountain, so naturally they followed the elders of their sect to congratulate on such a grand event.

In the blink of an eye, all the people in the commemorative photo of the victory of the Shiwan Dashan Battle dispersed, leaving only Zhang Fan, Li Miaoyin and Fang Changle.

"Life is unpredictable." Zhang Fan sighed in his heart.

The people around me come and go, gather and disperse, just like the road to immortality. When you reach the end, how many people are still there?
We come into this world alone and we return alone.

"During the recent period of time, everyone should stay in Yujing City and don't go anywhere." Fang Changle looked at the car and warned.

There is no doubt that Jiangnan Province will be extremely lively in the future. The storm is about to come and the commotion will not be small.

"Especially Zhang Fan." Fang Changle added.

"Actually, you don't have to say this." Zhang Fan curled his lips.

"Did you hear me? Don't go anywhere." Li Miaoyin leaned close to Zhang Fan's ear and laughed softly.

"understood!"

……

evening.

When Zhang Fan returned to Hongfu Garden, it was already dark. The lights in the security room at the gate were on, but it was not Liu Fusheng who was on duty today.

After entering the house, Zhang Fan finally let go of his fatigue.

He took out the golden seal of Wei Ling to suppress demons and the black iron sheet from his arms and placed them on the shrine in the southeast corner.

This was specially set up by him for the [Mighty Spiritual Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal]. All magic weapons need to be worshipped with incense and refined with alchemy. Only when they are placed in the heart city can they become spiritual over time and gradually improve.

According to Li Miaoyin, magic weapons are a kind of alternative life.

Now, although the Wei Ling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal is a [Huang Yu magic weapon], it has great potential. Fang Changle said that if one is willing to pay the price, one can look for a high-grade magic weapon as the foundation, or a natural treasure, and refine it and integrate it into this magic seal, which can shorten the time of promotion.

However, natural treasures are extremely precious, just like Zhang Fan’s white bone relics, which are usually kept in his body and will not appear easily.

As for high-grade magic weapons, unless they are damaged, they can be used as materials for repair and fusion. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time to use a high-grade one to make up for a low-grade one.

What's more, if he really wanted to do this, the four million in Zhang Fan's pocket would not be enough, as the material costs alone would not be enough.

Therefore, he could only offer incense and make offerings and spend more time and effort.

In the past, Zhang Fan only worshipped the [Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal]. After returning from this trip, he found that the black iron piece seemed even more extraordinary, so he also placed it on the shrine.

Zhang Fan lit a stick of incense and recited scriptures silently.

This is how it is when it comes to refining magic weapons. The incense used for offerings are all Taoist incense customized from Maoshan. The cost of this alone is twenty to thirty thousand every month. It is also necessary to recite the [Treasure Offering Scripture], communicate with the primordial spirit, and cultivate the true yang, which is extremely time-consuming.

"When I have money, I will buy you the remains of the Qingyu magic weapon." Zhang Fan swore secretly in his heart.

After offering the magic weapon, Zhang Fan returned to his room and fell asleep.

He was so exhausted on this trip that even though he was carrying the divine and demonic fetus, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

hum...

At this moment, above the shrine in the southeast corner, the black iron sheet vibrated gently, causing a strange wave. The [Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal] next to it was terrified and subconsciously moved to the side, shrinking into the corner to make room.

……

For the next two days, Zhang Fan stayed at home and had no contact with anyone.

He knew that although he was sitting at home, things were not peaceful outside, and he didn't know what the situation in Jiangnan Province was like.

After all, the death of three heavenly masters is a big deal.

Although Zhang Fan's mind was in turmoil, it was a rare opportunity for him to practice. Every day, in addition to cultivating the Holy Fetus of Gods and Demons, he would comprehend the Three Corpses' Life-Guiding Technique, refine the Mighty Spirit Golden Seal to Suppress Demons, and study the black iron sheet.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

"Let's find Lao Li and have a chat."

On this day, Zhang Fan took out his cell phone and called Li Yishan. He was really bored after being stuck at home for three days.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

A mechanical voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Shut down?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and looked up at the wall clock. It was past ten in the morning. Why was the phone turned off?
"Dad's dad is a monster, dad's mom is a monster..."

At this moment, the cell phone rang. Zhang Fan looked down and saw that the caller ID was Fang Changle.

"Hey……"

"Where are you?" Fang Changle's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course I'm at home. I haven't been anywhere these two days."

“See you once, not at the Mountain Cafe!”

"Now?"

"Yes, now!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan hung up the phone, went out directly, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the [Bujianshan Coffee Shop]. When he arrived, Fang Changle had been waiting for a long time.

"What's the situation now?" Zhang Fan sat down and asked straight to the point.

"It's over for now."

Fang Changle said in a deep voice: "Two days ago, another Heavenly Master from the Qiu family came."

"Did you go to Qingu Town?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Ok!"

Fang Changle nodded. The Qiu family only had two Heavenly Masters, and Qiu Shangqing was the youngest one. He had a promising future. Now that he died in Jiangnan Province, in the town of Qingu, the Qiu family was naturally shocked. In addition, they lost more than one Heavenly Master, including Qiu Buyi and Qiu Wanmian.

Qiu Wanmian would be fine, but Qiu Buyi was a good candidate for mastering Xiantian Gong. In the future, he might have a chance to comprehend the realm of Heavenly Master, but now he is dead.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Qiu family suffered the heaviest losses this time.

"The Ge family has also sent people, and the Dao League has also sent six working groups."

From the information revealed by Fang Changle, it can be seen that the momentum of this event is extraordinary.

"What's the conclusion?" Zhang Fan asked.

"What other conclusions can we draw? It is of course that the Wuwei Sect is stirring up trouble. The Dao League has already launched a large-scale purge in Jiangnan Province, and many masters have been sent out."

Such a conclusion cannot be accepted. After all, the root cause of this incident is Chen Long, who is originally a member of Wuwei Sect.

"This is the obvious conclusion..." Fang Changle looked around and lowered his voice.

"Actually?"

"Nan Zhang... the higher-ups have started to investigate. There are still people from this lineage alive. You should know what that means."

Zhang Fan remained silent, he of course knew what it meant. Baihe Temple would not give up and the Beizhang lineage would naturally fight to the death.

However, since it concerns Nan Zhang, it cannot be made public.

"During this period of time, you'd better keep a low profile and don't show your true colors. Also, think about whether there is anything else that you haven't dealt with cleanly." Fang Changle reminded.

Naturally, he knew Zhang Fan inside and out and considered him in every way.

"I understand." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Also, Lou Hechuan has been dismissed from his post." Fang Changle once again dropped a bombshell.

"President Lou?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"With such a big incident in Jiangnan Province, he, as the president of the Jiangnan Province Dao League, cannot escape blame. He will be escorted to Beijing for investigation soon."

Having said this, Fang Changle paused for a moment and lowered his voice.

"Lao Lou is in danger this time. Even if he can get out of this unscathed, he will probably have to retire early."

"No matter how big the mess is, someone has to take the blame." Zhang Fan murmured.

Lou Hechuan's fate was both unexpected and reasonable.

"I'm afraid he can't take the blame for this." Fang Changle shook his head.

"What about the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance? Who will take over?" Zhang Fan asked.

"The vice president is now acting as the president." Fang Changle said in a serious tone.

"Vice President?" Zhang Fan was stunned. He had dealt with the Jiangnan Provincial Dao Alliance so many times, but he had never seen a vice president.

"Now a short message..."

At this moment, a broadcast came from the TV next to him. Zhang Fan subconsciously turned his head and saw a picture appear on the screen. From an aerial perspective, a mansion turned into a scorched earth ruin.

"Last night, a fire broke out in a residence at No. 73 Yangming Road..."

hum...

As the broadcast sounded, Zhang Fan's face suddenly changed, and the cup in front of him suddenly shattered, and the coffee spilled onto the table, flowing freely.

"Zhang Fan, what are you doing?" Fang Changle was shocked by such a reaction and asked in a lost voice.

Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed on the screen, and a chilling look appeared on his originally calm face.

"That's Li Yishan's home!"

……

Shangjing City.

No. 273 Xianyin Road, Taoist Alliance Headquarters.

At the end of the corridor, in an office at the deepest part, two tablets were enshrined on a solemn and ancient shrine, with the names of two people written on them:
The tablet on the left clearly reads, "The Throne of King Hoffa".

The tablet on the right clearly reads "Yuan Tiandu's seat".

At this time, Fan Lingzhou and Yue Zangfeng dared not breathe, staring at the shrine at the top.

As Jiang Wansui's assistants, they naturally knew what this moment meant.

"President, the people of Nan Zhang are not all dead yet. Judging from the scene, it is..." Fan Lingzhou hesitated and paused for a moment, but still spoke.

"It seems like a divine method."

In front of the desk, an old man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was bending over and splashing ink with a brush.

This person was none other than the abbot of Baihe Temple and the current president of the Taoist Alliance, Jiang Wansui.

"Zhang Laoer has been dead for many years..." Jiang Wansui paused for a moment, and said without raising his head.

"The third child of their family may still be alive... What a pity, he is just barely alive. According to this hexagram, he won't live long."

"Zhang Tianyang!?" Yue Zangfeng couldn't help but ask, "President, do you want to..."

"No need, keeping him is still useful. The most important people in Nan Zhang are Zhang Lingzong and the leader of Nan Zhang..." Jiang Wansui said lightly.

"Zhang Lingzong is still in Ailao Mountain..."

“As for the Lord of Nan Zhang, only Deputy Abbot Huo has fought with him…” Fan Lingzhou subconsciously raised his head and looked at the tablet of King Huo.

"That's enough." Jiang Wansui said lightly.

hum...

At this moment, the candles in front of the two tablets suddenly burned.

The two candles were extremely strange, about three inches and seven in length, with nine holes on them, strange runes wrapped around them, and the light they lit was also white.

hum...

At the moment the fire started, two illusory figures slowly emerged, like primordial spirits, but they were condensed and not yet truly formed.

"Two deputy masters!" Fan Lingzhou couldn't help but shout out.

"The birth of Jia and the death of Gui are indeed very serious..." Yue Zangfeng was shocked.

He had not imagined that these two inconspicuous candles could actually have such great powers that they could bring the dead back to life and re-condense the spirits of the two great heavenly masters.

"Zhang Tiansheng is indeed a genius. These two candles were made by him using the corpses of [甲生癸死] practitioners..."

"In order to find these two bodies, Xu Laoliu dug through countless graves before he finally found them from the time that had been buried."

"It's a pity that he only left two." Fan Lingzhou couldn't help but say.

These two candles are extremely rare treasures and are the legacy that Zhang Tiansheng left to the [Coffin Carrying Society].

When Leiyu Tianshi died in Ailao Mountain that day, Jiang Wansui was reluctant to take it out, but now, for the sake of the two deputy temple masters, he did not hesitate to use up these last two candles.

"The three talismans of [All Evil Disasters] that Zhang Laoer has practiced are the most important. As for the fire candle, as long as we find someone who practices the Jiasheng Guisi talisman, we can naturally practice it." Jiang Wansui said lightly.

"According to our intelligence, there are a total of three people in the world today who practice [Jia Birth Gui Death]." Fan Lingzhou said in a deep voice.

If we capture all three of them, we can create three fire candles.

"No, it's four people." Jiang Wansui said lightly.

"Four people!?" Fan Lingzhou and Yue Zangfeng looked at each other, both in surprise.

"Life and death are determined by fate. I just don't know who among these four people will be favored by fate." Jiang Wansui whispered softly. He restrained his brush strokes and wrote four big characters on the rice paper on the table in one go:

Anyone who can see the Dharma!!
(End of this chapter)