Pure Yang!

Chapter 359: Teach you the rules! Life and death rules

The scent of tea fills the air, and suddenly an old friend comes from afar.

Meng Qiwu stood up to greet him, with a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes. She didn't expect Zhang Fan to suddenly barge in.

"Who are you? Why are you so unruly?"

Wang Qingshan raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Qiwu. He could see that the two reckless guys who suddenly broke in were obviously with Meng Qiwu.

"If there are no rules, then we should teach them some rules..." Wang Qinghe said coldly.

Obviously, not just anyone is qualified to enter this tea room.

"Well, that's her business. That's enough for today's conversation. Let's go."

Wang Qingshan raised his hand and pressed it lightly, as if he was not willing to argue about it, showing his magnanimity and kindness.

On the other hand, he didn't take the two people who broke in seriously at all.

"Leave? Who told you to leave?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan whispered and sat down in front of everyone.

"Um!?"

Wang Qingshan raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyes to look at Zhang Fan. At this moment, he began to look him over formally.

As a disciple of the Wang family, he is so smart. Although this person in front of him came with Meng Qiwu, he dared to be so unscrupulous in front of Meng Qiwu. Obviously, he is not an ordinary little character. At least, he doesn't have to look at Meng Qiwu's face.

"Zhang Fan..." Meng Qiwu's face changed when he saw this. He stepped forward and whispered, "I'll explain it to you later."

"Qiwu, please sit down. There's no need to explain. I heard everything clearly outside the door just now."

Zhang Fan picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I can tell you right now, I won't hand over the baby, and I won't hand over the person either."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan took a sip of tea and glanced indifferently at the two brothers Wang Qingshan and Wang Qinghe.

"Insanity!"

Wang Qinghe's eyes flashed with ferocity. He took a step forward, and a terrifying aura rose up. It even shattered the teacup beside him. The tea flew up like a green dragon emerging from a lake, covering Zhang Fan. Faintly, the sound of breaking wind was like the sound of weapons cutting through the air, and there was a murderous aura.

"Water has no constant state, air has no constant shape, the two interact and then the situation is formed." Zhang Fan sat still, whispering slowly.

The Qi in the Furnace is a unique skill passed down by Wang Zudi. With his body like a baking furnace, he can refine a breath of true Qi, control all things, form all shapes, create a vast momentum, and seize the endless destiny.

This unique skill is similar to the Qiu family's [Divine Breath Method], but the former is flexible and can seize opportunities for life, while the latter is more powerful and overbearing, like thunder and fire.

"Your furnace is not even up to par, and you dare to refine a breath of true energy?"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly. Suddenly, the tea that had suddenly turned into a dragon shape exploded five steps in front of him. The splashing water droplets jumped violently, and the roaring sound was like a thunder, piercing the eardrums.

The horrifying sound echoed in the quiet tea room, and finally made everyone change their expression.

"you……"

Wang Qinghe's eyes widened, and he saw densely packed water droplets shooting towards him, each of which was beating at an extremely terrifying frequency, rubbing against the air, and thunder and fire actually rose, and the flames disappeared.

Such terrifying pressure and temperature not only failed to evaporate the water, but instead formed a barrier around it, as sharp as a sword, frightening and murderous.

“Qinghe…” Wang Qingshan screamed loudly, but it was too late to rescue him.

If you are hit by this method at such a close distance, your life will be in danger.

He didn't expect that Meng Qiwu had secretly brought a great master with him to discuss with their brothers.

hum...

Just when the dense water droplets were one step away from Wang Qinghe, the murderous force suddenly stopped, the thunder and fire dissipated, and drops of water fell in front of him one after another, hit the ground, and turned into a rising mist.

At this time, Wang Qinghe had retreated to the corner of the wall. His pupils had almost shrunk into a point, and his clothes had already been soaked with sweat.

Just now, he almost had a close call with death.

He was definitely not able to resist such a killing method. To be able to use such means, the person in front of him must have extremely terrifying attainments in thunder and fire magic.

Standing next to her, Meng Qiwu was terrified as she watched, but at this moment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Zhang Fan would kill Wang Qinghe here if they had a disagreement.

That really broke the news.

As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. This is Chang'an, the territory of the Wang family. It is completely different from the situation of the Ge and Qiu families in Yujing City.

“Young man, you don’t know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Just because your surname is Wang, you are really Wang.” Zhang Fan said lightly.

Wang Qinghe stood there in a daze, recalling Zhang Fan's voice in his ears. His mind was blank and he could no longer think. There was only fear in his heart.

"Meng Qiwu, no wonder you are so confident, it turns out you have asked for help." Wang Qingshan looked grim and stared at Zhang Fan.

At this time, he no longer had any contempt and quickly estimated the strength between him and Zhang Fan.

"Brother..." Wang Qinghe finally came to his senses.

"Are you also a disciple of Mount Zhongnan? You showed mercy just now. I thank you on behalf of my brother." Wang Qing said coldly.

"No need to thank me. I'm not a perverted murderer who kills people if I don't agree with you." Zhang Fan chuckled.

"But...what did you just say? If there are no rules, then we should teach them? That's right..."

hum...

As soon as the words fell, a sense of terror rose up, and the originally relaxed atmosphere became tense again.

A soul jumped out of Zhang Fan's body.

"The soul has left the body!" Wang Qingshan's face suddenly changed.

He didn't expect that the man in front of him, who had just stopped killing people, would become furious again with just one word.

hum...

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's soul was shaken, and in the darkness, there was a ray of sword light, which seemed to come from nowhere, as if coming from a burial ground, turning in the air, changing vertically and horizontally. Suddenly, a strange scene appeared around him, with white bones everywhere, and a dead underworld.

"The Great Burial Sword!?"

"You are indeed a disciple of Mount Zhongnan!" Wang Qingshan shouted.

One of the supreme martial arts of Mount Zhongnan is [Sword Chapter Thirty-Six], which can only be truly mastered and comprehended by those who have reached the level of Heavenly Master.

In Wang Qingshan's opinion, Zhang Fan must be a direct disciple of Mount Zhongnan since he has started to practice Taoism at this age and at this level.

Because of this, he became even more frightened. He knew all the famous young masters in Zhongnan Mountain, but there seemed to be no such person.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about it.

"Qinghe, retreat quickly!"

hum...

Wang Qingshan roared, and at the same time, his soul jumped out and stood in front of Zhang Fan.

At the same time, three feet above his head, a mist rose up, like white clouds coming from the west, stretching in all directions and reaching the sky, and the energy returned to the Danjie.

"White clouds are heading towards the top!?" Meng Qiwu's eyes were fixed like a line, and he couldn't help but shout.

This is the innate essence, born when the hexagrams move. The elixir will be accomplished, the body will be full of vitality, and it will circulate in the body, showing wonders, with signs of creation.

Lu Zu once said, white clouds are heading towards the top of the head, and sweet dew is sprinkling on Mount Sumeru.

Rumble…

White clouds rose towards the top of the sky, like a natural moat, blocking the way of the Great Burial Sword.

hum...

At this moment, the sword light suddenly jumped, as if a dragon or snake escaped and went away with the wind. It was just a flash, and when he looked back, there was nothing there, and everything in the world was over.

“Gone?” Wang Qingshan’s expression suddenly changed. The sword light disappeared under the pressure of his Baiyun Chaoding.

"elder brother……"

Suddenly, Wang Qinghe let out a shrill scream of fear.

Wang Qingshan turned around suddenly, and the eerie sword light rose up from nowhere and jumped out again, going straight into Wang Qinghe's Lingtai Niwan and slashing at his soul.

"what……"

The next moment, Wang Qinghe screamed and suddenly fell to the ground. The sword light disappeared and all the strange visions disappeared.

He was breathing heavily, there was no scar on his body, but his face was pale.

However, at this moment, he suddenly looked up and stared at Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with despair and pain.

"You...you ruined my cultivation?"

Zhang Fan's soul returned to his body and he looked at him indifferently.

"You are so young, but you dare to flaunt your talents and speak nonsense. You will die on the street sooner or later. Now that your talents are wasted, it will be difficult for you to fight bravely in the future. You have saved your life."

"Good and bad things go hand in hand. My merits are immeasurable. You don't need to thank me." Zhang Fan said sincerely.

The so-called fate and disaster are mutually beneficial. This is vividly demonstrated in Wang Qinghe. Although his cultivation was abolished, he was spared from being killed in the future. It is true that there is fate in disaster and blessing in misfortune.

"Thank you!?" Wang Qinghe's eyes widened. He felt that the man in front of him behaved like a devil and his thinking was like a demon.

"How dare you hurt anyone from my Wang family?!"

Wang Qingshan looked at his younger brother. He clearly felt that there was a big problem with Wang Qinghe's soul, as if it had been cut by a knife, as if something was missing from his manly body and it was no longer complete.

At this moment, his soul has shown signs of decline. It won't be long before all his cultivation will be completely wasted and he will become just an ordinary person.

This is worse than killing him.

"I'll say it again, I won't give you the baby or the person, but the rules. I can teach you."

Zhang Fan picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup of tea. From beginning to end, he just sat there without even lifting his butt.

"Okay, Meng Qiwu, you are indeed a big shot. You actually brought such a master with you. This time, I admit defeat."

Wang Qingshan gritted his teeth and had to lower his head in the end. He was not sure that he could defeat Zhang Fan. At least he believed that he could not block the sword just now.

A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. This time, he can only avoid the attack.

"elder brother……"

Wang Qinghe listened, his face trembling, and he couldn't help but scream.

In Chang'an, the Wang family had never suffered such a loss before. Their cultivation was destroyed, and they actually had to retreat without a word! ?

"go!"

Wang Qingshan let out a low roar, supported Wang Qinghe, and left the tea room.

Meng Qiwu looked at the Wang brothers walking away, and a trace of worry appeared on his pretty face.

"That sword you just used was not the Great Burial Sword from Mount Zhongnan!"

Meng Qiwu turned around, gritted his teeth, and asked.

"My mother did teach me when I was a child, but the Taoist method of your Zhongnan Mountain is too difficult to practice..."

The Great Burial Sword comes from [Sword Chapter Thirty-Six] and is a method of the Heavenly Master level.

Even if ordinary people practice, the mysteries they can comprehend are extremely limited, and it is a thankless task.

Zhang Fan had practiced this when he was a kid, but he had never even gotten into the door. It was only recently that he succeeded in merging with the spirit and reached a certain realm, so he picked it up again and practiced, but he could only barely get the basics.

"The shape is that of the Great Burial Sword, but the meaning is the Dragon-Snake-Slaying Sword of my Longhu Mountain Zhang family..." Zhang Fan said lightly.

Meng Qiwu couldn't help but be moved. Of course, she had heard of the reputation of [Dragon-Slayer].

"Then aren't you putting the blame on Mount Zhongnan?" Meng Qiwu said with an unpleasant look.

Now Wang Qingshan would only think that the person who destroyed his brother's cultivation was a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain, otherwise how could he have obtained the true teachings of the Great Burial Sword! ?

"Should you tell him that you, as a disciple of Mount Zhongnan, are colluding with the remnants of Nan Zhang?" Zhang Fan asked back.

"..." Meng Qiwu was speechless.

She pondered for a while, shook her head and said, "You shouldn't have taken action. I can handle this matter."

"Just because they are from the Wang family?"

"The Wang family has great power in Qinxi Province, you don't understand." Meng Qiwu said with a grim expression.

"Wang Qinghe is just ordinary, but Wang Qingshan is quite capable..." Zhang Fan said lightly.

Just that one move [White Clouds Towards the Top] was enough to overshadow 90% of the disciples from the ten famous Taoist mountains.

It is with such means and talents that the Chunyang family lives up to its reputation.

"Wang Qingshan is a person who is qualified to comprehend the [Chapter of Life and Death], and his status in the Wang family is not low." Meng Qiwu said in a serious tone.

Each member of the Chunyang family has his or her own ancestral craft and unique skills.

The Xu family's method is to slay a dragon, the Ge family's method is the nine-character secret, and the Qiu family's method is the innate skill.

The Wang family's unrevealed secret is the [Chapter of Life and Death]. The mystery is revealed between life and death, and yin and yang can be seen in the bright places of the sun and the moon.

This was the supreme skill that Master Chongyang created in the Tomb of the Living Dead after he comprehended [Jia gives birth to Gui and he dies] and found a new way. It was later left in the Wang family.

The move Wang Qingshan just made [White Clouds Towards the Top] was from [The Chapter of Life and Death]. All his vitality returned to its original state. If it were an ordinary person, his soul would not be able to bear it.

"Are you scared?" Zhang Fan asked.

"It's not fear, it's awe... What I awe is not the Wang family, but the lineage of Wang Zu." Meng Qiwu said in a serious voice.

"You really know how to save face." Zhang Fan smiled. "When someone bullies you, the only way to help is to make them respect you."

"You've improved again. You seem to be very different from the last time I came."

Meng Qiwu looked at Zhang Fan deeply. Her strength was not as good as Zhang Fan's, but her eyesight was good.

"Of course it's different." Zhang Fan seemed mysterious, but he didn't say it clearly.

The last time he came to Chang'an, he had not yet united with God.

"But you, don't seem as good as before. Is your soul injured?" Zhang Fan changed the subject, his eyes were like swords, as if he wanted to see through Meng Qiwu.

Meng Qiwu nodded without hiding anything.

"A few days ago, I sparred with someone and got injured."

"You are seriously injured. Who could hurt you? Are you safe?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

He had seen Meng Qiwu's strength. Among the younger generation of disciples in Zhongnan Mountain, there were only a few who could surpass her.

"No." Meng Qiwu shook his head.

"Two days ago, the [23rd Taoist Youth Debate and Cultivation Forum] was held in Chang'an. I attended the meeting as a representative and met a fellow Taoist. I was injured while sparring with her."

"Who?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Perhaps you have heard of the heir of Sanqing Mountain..."

"Yu Xuanji!!"

"Yu Xuanji is in Chang'an!?" Zhang Fan was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)