Pure Yang!

Chapter 366: A Moment of Beauty! The Master of Mount Zhongnan
In the dark night, against the boundless desolate mountains, looking south towards the old land, when the mysterious Dharma was born, the sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone's eyes.

The strange figure seemed to come from the underworld, silently and piercing through Wang Qingyi's head and imprisoning his soul.

The cycle of life and death is swift and unpredictable. Those who know their destiny and can avoid disasters will achieve immortality.

However, for most living beings, life and death are like great obstacles, and they are born with innate calamities.

If thoughts are the calamities of spiritual practice, the three corpses are the calamities of becoming an immortal, then life and death are the calamities of existence.

From the moment of birth, everyone is trapped in the fate of life and death. Where there is a beginning, there must be an end, where there is life, there must be death. As long as one is in this world, no one can escape.

In an instant, Wang Qingyi faced this life-and-death catastrophe.

"Who is it? Who is it?"

At this moment, everyone in the Wang family was shocked and horrified by the scene before them.

Wang Qingshan's eyes were about to burst. He was the closest and felt it most clearly. The strange figure seemed to be hidden in the fog. He couldn't see his appearance or figure clearly, and he couldn't even sense the slightest breath of a living person from him...

It was also because of this that he was able to survive quietly, appear behind Wang Qingyi, and seize his soul with incredible means.

"The method of restraining spirits... is this the demon Wuwei!?" Wang Qinglian roared in her heart, her eyes trembling, the sound stuck in her throat, but she dared not make a single sound.

"A lives and Gui dies!?"

At this moment, Wang Qingyi's soul let out an angry and painful roar.

Rumble…

Almost at the same time, the [Blazing Flag] that was inserted horizontally into the ground in the distance suddenly shook, and a red light shot up into the sky, shining brightly, as brilliant as a volcanic eruption. The terrifying aura was more than ten times stronger than when it was in Wang Qingshan's hand just now.

This Qingyu magic weapon has been worshipped by the Wang family for hundreds of years, with incense and sacrifices, and it is naturally spiritual. At this moment, it actually resonated with Wang Qingyi's soul.

hum...

In a flash, the fire erupted like a raging tide and engulfed the strange figure in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise broke through the Cangshan Mountain, echoing in the dark night sky, and the horrific explosion caused a gust of air to spread hundreds of meters.

All the masters of the Wang family were overthrown.

Zhang Fan waved his hand violently, shaking off the air waves and dust around him, and saw a sea of ​​fire before him. The place where the strange figure stood turned into scorched earth.

"This is the true power of the [Blazing Flag]!" Wang Qingshan's eyebrows twitched, and he finally realized how terrifying the Qingyu magic weapon would be once it was revived.

The true fire covered the Cangshan Mountain, and the destructive waves were enough to turn a master at the Bodhisattva level into dust.

hum...

A large red flag flew out and was inserted horizontally on a large rock in the distant Cangshan Mountain. The flowing light lifted up Wang Qingyi's body. His soul was taken back, but it was broken and withered. The most important thing was...

The whereabouts of that [True Seed of Life and Death] are unknown.

That was the place where Wang Qingyi's Taoism was located and his lifelong cultivation. Without the [True Seed of Life and Death], even if his soul was preserved, the foundation of his realm would be completely destroyed. He would gradually regress and become a mortal, even more miserable than Wang Qingshan.

call……

The mountain wind blew up, blowing away the dust. A figure walked out slowly. Where he stood, the ground was scorched earth. [True Seed of Life and Death] flew into the spiritual platform between his eyebrows like a firefly.

hum...

Suddenly, the scorched earth under the feet of the strange figure changed drastically. The barren dark soil was covered with fragrant grass, full of vitality. However, in a blink of an eye, the fragrant grass withered and it became scorched earth again.

Just like that, with every step that strange figure took, the environment around him was changing, charred burial soil, colorful grass, the flow of life and death, reflecting each other.

"Between life and death, it happens in a flash..."

At this moment, everyone looked at the scene in front of them and had strange thoughts. Although they were clearly filled with fear, they saw something mysterious and extraordinary in their eyes.

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog.Come in the middle of the night and go tomorrow.

How long does it take for you to feel like a spring dream?Going like a cloud in the morning, nowhere to be found.

Time flies by, youth is fleeting like lightning, the shift of yin and yang cannot be ignored, and life is like morning dew.

Life is like a temporary stay. Suddenly we realize that life and death never stop. The world is like a desolate tomb.

"Life and death are simultaneous, death and life are simultaneous..."

At this moment, everyone has a new understanding of what Zhuangzi said, that life and death are not necessarily a lifetime. In the blink of an eye, it happens suddenly, and the greatest secret of the world is hidden.

That is life and death.

That is Chun Yang.

That is eternal life.

hum...

Suddenly, all changes stopped and the strange figure turned around abruptly.

Such a small action made everyone change their faces. At this moment, they woke up and realized that the methods of the person in front of them were terrifying beyond measure. He could quietly cripple Wang Qingyi and seize the [True Seed of Life and Death]. Then he could kill all of them here effortlessly.

Fortunately, the strange figure didn't seem to take them, the bad guys, seriously at all. He took a step forward and was about to leave.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly spoke loudly.

His shout made everyone's hearts, which had just been put at ease, rise again.

Is this guy crazy? He can't even send this killing god to death, but he dares to ask for a while? What are you waiting for? Waiting to die?"

"Zhang Fan, don't..." Meng Qiwu's face changed slightly, and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Zhang Fan took a step forward, his body as fast as lightning, and caught up with the man.

Rumble…

Almost at the same time, the strange figure seemed to sense something, turned around suddenly, and punched out with his hand.

This punch was extremely slow, but when the soul was illuminated, there were various external scenes, and each person saw something different.

Someone saw the newborn baby, and the cry was particularly loud, bringing endless hope and glory.

Some people saw withered tombs everywhere, piles of bones, and a grim and mournful atmosphere.

Some people saw a quiet valley with grass and trees growing side by side and wild beasts running around.

Flowers bloom and fade, the sun rises and sets, the tides rise and fall, life and death, growth and decay... countless lights and shadows seem to be integrated into this punch.

From nothing to friends, from far to near.

The trajectory it leaves is like the trace of the existence of all things, carrying yin and yang and condensing into life and death.

Rumble…

Faced with this punch, Zhang Fan had no time to think and raised his hand to punch as well.

His punch also did not have any fancy moves or any magical power.

With just one punch, the long night and the day were gone. The place where Zhang Fan stood was filled with chaos. He seemed to have disappeared. There was only that majestic aura, like beyond black and white, like between gods and demons, indescribable and elusive.

Rumble…

The two figures collided with each other, and terrifying waves were spreading. In the sky, thunder resounded, wind and clouds surged, covering the moon. The two completely different weather conditions seemed to split the sky into two halves.

At this moment, everyone's thoughts stopped.

Their souls seemed to be naturally attracted to this completely different atmosphere. At this moment, their thoughts, their ideas, and fragments of their souls seemed to be swallowed up and crushed by it.

In an instant, these people even forgot the style of the two fists, as if they had just woken up from a dream, without any trace left.

call……

The mountain wind howled, blowing across the barren land of Cangshan. When people came to their senses, they didn't know how long it had been. They only saw Zhang Fan standing in the distance, looking at the endless undulating mountains...

As for the strange figure, there was no trace of him anymore. "He really met his fate." Zhang Fan's expression was extremely solemn.

For those who practice [Jia is born and Gui is dead], life is like the sun and death is like the abyss. The states of life and death are superimposed on that body. Once they disappear, they can never be found again.

Even if he cultivated the [Holy Fetus of Gods and Demons], his soul could not see it.

However, from the fight just now, Zhang Fan could conclude that he had reached a critical moment in his cultivation of [Jia Sheng Gui Si] and was in danger and would be unlikely to escape.

Li Yishan once said that he often dreams and sometimes cannot tell what is a dream and what is reality.

This is one of the disasters of [Jia is born and Gui dies].

If life and death are illusions, then reality is also a big dream. In this dream, life and death can be seen through.

The dream he perceives may be reality, and the reality he lives in may also be a big dream.

Life is death, death is life, truth is false, use the false to cultivate the true.

After life and death become one, the big dream becomes reality, and reality is like a dream. There is no difference between the two and they can be transformed at will, truly revealing the great secret of life and death.

However, before that, those who practice [A is born, Gui is dead] will be trapped in the dream and reality. They can't even tell whether they are alive or dead...

Constantly splitting, constantly tearing, constantly sinking, constantly drifting away...

Until the end, if you are not crazy, you cannot survive.

"Old Li, you are here after all." Zhang Fan clenched his fists tightly.

This trip was really not in vain. No matter who in Yujing City attacked Li Yishan’s home, Zhang Fan could finally be sure of one thing: Li Yishan escaped and was now hiding in Chang'an.

"It turns out that none of the nine inner alchemy methods are easy to practice." Zhang Fan sighed in his heart.

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, a weak voice came from behind, pulling Zhang Fan back to his thoughts.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw Wang Qingshan staggering towards him.

"We, the Wang family, will not pursue the matter of Qin Ergou any further. The matter here is no longer a personal grudge. Please take action and look at my brother." Wang Qingshan gritted his teeth and lowered his once proud head.

Among them, Zhang Fan has the highest level of cultivation.

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Qingyi who was lying not far away.

To be honest, apart from Qin Ergou's matter, his impression of the Wang family was neither bad nor good. Apart from the overbearing style of some of Wang Qingshan and Wang Qinghe's disciples, Wang Qingyi's demeanor was truly extraordinary...

From the very beginning, when he made the agreement with Zhang Fan, from beginning to end, he never put on the airs of a Chunyang family, nor did he have those bad habits of disciples from big families.

Zhang Fan didn't say much. He didn't want to make things too awkward with the Wang family, so even if it was just for show, he had to go and take a look.

He walked up to Wang Qingyi, leaned over to check, and couldn't help frowning.

The injury was so severe that the top of his head was shattered. If it were an ordinary person, this body could be called a corpse.

"How is it?" Wang Qingshan asked.

“Too heavy…” Zhang Fan shook his head and sighed, “It’s only because he has cultivated the [True Seed of Life and Death] that this body has been nurtured by him, and his body functions have not disappeared…”

"Take it back, maybe it can still be used, but his soul..."

"What's wrong?" Wang Qingshan asked.

"You should know very well that your foundation is destroyed. Even if you can wake up, you can only be an ordinary person in this life." Zhang Fan said lightly.

“Impossible...Brother Qingyi is the most outstanding disciple of our Wang family’s generation...How is it possible..." Wang Qinglian said excitedly.

"Qinglian." Wang Qingshan gritted his teeth and held his little sister tightly, with a faint gleam in his eyes.

Only those who practice Taoism know how cruel Zhang Fan's judgment is. Such a dazzling child of destiny was banished from heaven, with no future for him, and no longer able to practice. That is more painful than killing him.

"Sorry..." Zhang Fan murmured softly and slowly stood up.

Putting aside his position, he felt a sense of sadness about Wang Qingyi's experience.

This road is bound to be full of disasters.

Have you not seen Huang Ting holding the scroll by the sea of ​​suffering, with white bones scattered like smoke?

It is difficult to seek the truth, and there are many divergent paths. How many people have become immortals since ancient times?

"Zhang Fan..."

At this moment, Meng Qiwu walked over. She looked at Zhang Fan, then at the people from the Wang family, with a hesitant look on her face, as if she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

As a disciple of Mount Zhongnan, she really wanted to resolve this feud.

However, at this moment, there was no hatred or grudge in Zhang Fan's eyes.

"Qiwu, this road is really long." Zhang Fan murmured softly.

"What!?"

“It’s so long that you can hardly see the end.”

Zhang Fan's gaze was cast into the distance, where were the rolling Zhongnan Mountains, where was the endless darkness, and where was the path of immortality cultivation that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Da da……

At this moment, a deafening sound broke through the sky, and a military green helicopter flew over from a distance and landed above Nanwang Mountain.

"Save people, go back to Yunshen Hall first."

Wang Qingshan waved his hand and called on everyone to rescue Wang Qingyi.

……

Zhongnan Mountain, Chongyang Palace.

In the main hall, there is a tablet dedicated to Chongyang Zhenren, with the smoke of incense curling up and spreading in the dim candlelight.

In front of the altar, there was a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged. Although he looked middle-aged, his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life. His temples were gray, and his brows and eyes were still deep.

"Master, Brother..."

At this moment, an old man walked in. He was hunched over, with a Taoist bun on his head and his eyes closed, like a blind man.

The Blind Taoist Priest, one of the four great celestial masters in Mount Zhongnan, is older than Ye Beichen in terms of seniority.

In Mount Zhongnan, the only person whom he could respectfully address as senior brother was the current head of Mount Zhongnan, Taoist Kongchan, Zhou Kongchan!

"Just now..."

Under the altar, Zhou Kongchan spoke. His voice was light, but it echoed in the hall like the sound of a huge bell, awakening the deaf.

"There's no mistake. It's Jia who gives birth and Gui who dies. Li Cunsi's son has indeed come, and he is heading for the Tomb of the Living Dead." The blind Taoist said in a deep voice.

"It is the place where Taoist Chongyang practices mystical cultivation. Those who have practiced [Jia is born, Gui is dead] throughout the ages must enter the big tomb if they want to break free from the calamity." Zhou Kongchan said leisurely.

"Killing him would be equivalent to cutting off an arm of the Wuwei Sect." The blind Taoist said in a deep voice.

"The Xiaos of all generations are the guardians of the Three Corpses... They must not be allowed to stay."

There was dead silence in the hall. After a long while, Zhou Kongchan finally spoke.

"Mt. Zhongnan owes Mr. Li a favor. Everyone with the surname Li in the world has more or less a relationship with him..." Zhou Kongchan pondered for a moment.

"Zhongnanshan will not interfere in this matter. Report it to Shangjing!"

"Headmaster..."

The blind Taoist wanted to say something but stopped himself. He looked at Zhou Kongchan deeply and then nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)