Pure Yang!

Chapter 368: The last disciple of Master Chaoran? All living beings are unaware, like a blind man seeing the sun and the moon (5k chapter)

Yunshen Club.

In the Canghai Hall, the aroma of tea was spreading and a wisp of incense filled the air. Right above it was a portrait of a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was lying on the Nanshan Mountain with the sun hanging over his head and an ancient sword on his back. It was the famous Chongyang Zhenren.

"President Wu, I asked you to come here today because I want to ask you about someone."

A middle-aged man at the main seat spoke. He was dressed in plain clothes, looking rather rustic. His hands were white and delicate, and his face was faintly red. It was obvious that he had cultivated his kung fu to the extreme.

"Brother, who do you want to find out about?" Wu Qingnang looked at Wang Qianan, but remained calm.

Originally, he came to Chang'an to participate in the [23rd Taoist Youth Debate and Cultivation Forum]. The event ended two days ago, but because of Wang Qingyi's incident, he stayed here and was delayed for three days.

Now that Wang Qingyi's condition has stabilized, the Wang family finally came looking for him.

The man in front of him is called Wang Qian'an, a master of the "Qian" generation. His cultivation has already entered the [Zhaishou] realm. Among the senior members of the Wang family, he is very influential.

"I have watched Qing Yi grow up. He is outstanding among the younger generation of our Wang family. He has also mastered the [Chapter of Life and Death] left by our ancestor to a certain extent..."

As he spoke, a cold look emerged on Wang Qianan's face.

"Now that he is ruined, this matter should be explained."

"I don't quite understand what you mean, brother." Wu Qingnang said in a serious tone.

"Qingshan also said it just now..." Wang Qianan pointed at Wang Qingshan who was standing next to him.

Naturally, he had no place to sit in an occasion like today.

"Everyone knows the whole story. I invited President Wu and Fellow Daoist Lin here today to discuss this matter clearly."

After he finished speaking, Wang Qianan looked at Wu Qingnang, then at a Taoist priest sitting on his left.

The Taoist was about the same age as Wang Qianan, but his appearance was no less impressive.

Taoist Kusong, Lin Kusong, is a master from Mount Zhongnan. He is also at the [Zhaishou] level and is the person in charge of hosting this forum.

"The Purple Lightning Toad is a natural treasure. The young man named Qin Ergou is a disciple of Mount Zhongnan. It is his fate that he got the opportunity. I won't ask any more questions..."

Wang Qianan said in a deep voice: "But the one called Zhang Fan..."

At this point, Wang Qianan paused and looked at Wu Qingnang: "I have never heard of this kid, but his methods are not like those of my Taoist sect..."

Wang Qinghe's cultivation was destroyed by him, Wang Qingshan was seriously injured by him, and even if Zhang Fan had not stepped in, Wang Qingyi would not have rushed to Nanwang Mountain and suffered this unexpected disaster.

Everything about him made it hard not to notice him.

"President Wu, I heard that this kid is from your Jiangnan Province?" Wang Qianan asked.

Wu Qingnang remained silent. The Wang family seemed to be asking questions, but in fact they were raising an army to accuse him.

Wang Qinghe was disabled, Wang Qingshan was seriously injured, and Wang Qingyi almost lost his life. In fact, they were all related to Zhang Fan.

The most crucial thing is that when the mysterious master who took away Wang Qingyi's life and death true seed took action, Zhang Fan was also present, which makes it hard for people not to make associations.

How could there be such a coincidence?
"Zhang Fan is indeed from our Jiangnan Province, but he is not in the Taoist Alliance. Instead, he is a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain." Wu Qingnang replied.

"Disciples from Zhenwu Mountain..." Wang Qianan's eyes darkened slightly.

He had also heard this from Wang Qingshan, and he even heard that Zhang Fan had an ambiguous relationship with Yu Xuanji, the heir of Sanqing Mountain.

It was precisely because of these complicated relationships that Wang Qianan did not act rashly, but instead sought out Wu Qingnang and Lin Kusong to find out Zhang Fan's background.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, he would have become a prisoner of the Wang family long ago.

"Our Wang family has also negotiated with Zhenwu Mountain. Two years ago, on the birthday of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, I also went to Zhenwu Mountain and visited Master Chunyang. I have met all the outstanding disciples of this generation..."

"It seems there is no such person."

At this point, Wang Qianan's eyes were filled with suspicion. It was really strange that such a young man had no reputation at all.

"I'm not very clear about this, but it is absolutely true that Zhang Fan is from Zhenwu Mountain." Wu Qingnang paused for a moment, then continued.

"I can reveal a piece of news here."

"what?"

"Last year, a major case occurred in our Yujing City. Perhaps you two have heard of it. The Shen family colluded with the Wuwei Sect and refined magic talismans, and the truth was exposed..." Wu Qingnang said in a serious tone.

"The Shen family... I remember that the ancestor of this family once studied martial arts in Longhu Mountain." Lin Kusong said in a serious tone.

The Shen family has been in the talisman business for generations. Even Maoshan has to order a large amount of talisman paper, talisman ink and other magical instruments from them every year.

Lin Kusong had naturally heard of it as well.

“Now that you have learned the method to refine a magic talisman, you have lost your mind.” Wang Qianan sneered.

Born into a Chunyang family, he naturally had never taken such a small family seriously.

"At the time, Zhang Fan and two Maoshan disciples were also involved and were brought back for investigation. That night, Zhenwu Mountain called and offered to vouch for him."

Wu Qingnang paused for a moment and looked at the two of them. "Do you know who came forward to vouch for him at Zhenwu Mountain?"

"Who?" Wang Qianan asked quickly.

"Master Liu!" Wu Qingnang opened his lips slightly and uttered a name.

"Liu Nanxu!?"

Wang Qianan's eyebrows twitched and his eyes narrowed slightly. The fact that Master Liu personally came forward to vouch for this young man was very telling.

At least it can be proved that this young man is not only a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, but also has a very important status. Otherwise, ordinary disciples of Zhenwu Mountain would not even be qualified to see Master Liu Tianshi.

"Xiao Meng, how did you get to know this Zhang Fan?"

At this moment, Wang Qianan changed the subject and suddenly looked at Meng Qiwu who was standing behind Lin Kusong.

According to Wang Qingshan, Zhang Fan was invited by Meng Qiwu to stand up for Qin Ergou, which led to everything that happened later.

"Qiwu, tell the truth." Lin Kusong expressed his attitude impartially.

"Not long ago, the incident at Chanbao Mountain, I believe all of you seniors know that Zhang Fan and the two brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang from Laojun Mountain were also there at the time..." Meng Qiwu said in a serious tone.

The Wang family naturally knew about such a major event as the birth of a spiritual fetus. Even afterwards, they sent experts to Chanbao Mountain to take a look.

"That kid is here too? He is actually related to the successor of Laojun Mountain?" Wang Qianan's face was slightly solemn.

The young man named Zhang Fan’s importance in his heart continued to rise.

A disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, he is appreciated by Liu Nanxu and has a good relationship with Yu Xuanji, the heir of Sanqing Mountain, and the Qi brothers, the heirs of Laojun Mountain.

But he had never heard of such a young man before. There was a hint of weirdness in his extraordinaryness.

"Later, he stayed in Zhongnan Mountain for a few days with the Qi brothers from Laojun Mountain. He was summoned by Master Ye, and that's how we got to know each other."

What Meng Qiwu said was selective truth, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Ye Beichen!?" Wang Qianan was stunned.

"Master Ye also knows this young man?"

Wang Qianan's way of addressing Zhang Fan has unconsciously changed from "little devil" at the beginning, to "boy", and now to "young man".

"How did Master Ye recognize this rising star in Taoism?" Wang Qianan couldn't help but ask.

Ye Beichen is the youngest Heavenly Master in Mount Zhongnan. Together with Liu Nanxu, they are known as the "Double Heavens". He has a great influence in Chang'an and even in the entire Qinxi.

Therefore, although they are both heavenly masters, Ye Beichen and Liu Nanxu have different importance to Wang Qianan.

"I don't know about that. I don't dare to ask too much about the Heavenly Master's affairs." Meng Qiwu shook his head.

This is the truth. She is also very curious about the relationship between Ye Beichen and Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan..."

Wang Qianan remained silent, but he was chewing on the name in his heart. Fortunately, he was cautious and did not arrest anyone at will. Now it seems that this unknown young man has great power and the relationships behind him are so complicated.

"Brother Wang Dao, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

At this moment, Wu Qingnang spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you can speak freely." Wang Qianan said.

"What I'm going to say next is just my personal opinion and guess. I hope that once you leave this door, everyone will pretend you haven't heard it." Wu Qingnang said solemnly.

Wang Qianan's expression straightened when he heard this, and he immediately said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, not a single word will be leaked in today's conversation."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Qingshan beside him.

"I can guarantee it." Lin Kusong nodded.

"Next month will be the ceremony for Master Chaoran to accept disciples." Wu Qingnang changed the subject and mentioned an unrelated matter.

"Um!?"

Wang Qianan was stunned at first, then his expression became solemn.

"Now the outside world is curious about what kind of people can be valued by Master Chaoran, who makes an exception to reopen the mountain gate and accept them into the sect." Wu Qingnang continued.

"This Zhang Fan seems to have appeared out of nowhere, but if you think about it carefully, there are traces to follow."

"President Wu means that Master Chaoran wants to close his sect..." Wang Qianan raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized.

"I didn't say anything." Wu Qingnang laughed.

"Could it be possible that this Zhang Fan could be..." At this moment, Wang Qingshan next to him smelled something and couldn't help but speak.

Before he could finish his words, Wang Qianan gave him a sharp look, telling him to shut up.

"Zhang Fan!"

Lin Kusong's eyes narrowed slightly as he also pondered over the name.

"You are so kind, fellow Daoist. My Wang family will remember this kindness." Wang Qianan nodded to Wu Qingnang.

This reminder is so important.

How could there be so many people who suddenly appeared in this world? No master appeared without any trace. Now it seems that this young man named Zhang Fan may really be the last disciple that Chao Ran Zhenren is about to accept.

You have to know that he is the True Man Chunyang. He has been secluded for many years. It is such a great fortune that he can make an exception for such a young man and reopen the mountain gate. It can be seen that he has a high status in the heart of the True Man Chunyang.

"Fortunately, I didn't act rashly." Wang Qianan sighed in his heart. Looking back, he felt a little scared.

If I had been careless and detained Zhang Fan, this outstanding young man, I would have created a feud with Zhenwu Mountain and even offended Master Chaoran.

"Zhang Fan..."

Wang Qianan mentioned the name again, with completely different emotions.

"Young people are formidable, and their future is limitless."

After pondering for a while, the master of the Chunyang Wang family gave an eight-word comment.

……

The death of the Wang family's genius caused a sensation in Chang'an, but in the end it was reported to the Shangjing Daomeng that the evil Wuwei was causing trouble, and the matter was left unresolved.

It is unknown which master of Wuwei Sect could banish Wang Qingyi to the mortal world.

But everyone knew that this genius of the Wang family was ruined, and he was no longer seen on the path of cultivation.

Originally, he had the greatest hope of inheriting the legacy of Master Chongyang, but now, he can only become a mortal and live a mediocre life from now on.

……

In the early morning, a hint of paleness just appeared in the east.

On the desolate mountain road, Wang Qinglian pushed her wheelchair to the observation deck. She lowered her head and gazed at Wang Qingyi, with a hint of heartache and reluctance in her eyes.

At this time, Wang Qingyi was like a disabled person, with thick bandages wrapped around his body, especially his head, with only one eye exposed, and he was almost unable to move.

He was seriously injured, and it was unknown how many elixirs and rare treasures from the mountains and seas he had consumed before he was able to save his body and his life.

However, his spirit was degenerating day by day, and all his cultivation was wasted, becoming almost the same as an ordinary person.

"The sunrise is so beautiful..." Wang Qingyi murmured softly as he looked at the sun that was about to rise, with loneliness and sadness in his eyes.

"Brother Qingyi, it's too cold on the mountain, let's go back." Wang Qinglian was worried about Wang Qingyi's health.

Wang Qingyi sat in a wheelchair, his heart seemed dead. He said nothing, just stared blankly at the sun that was about to jump out in the distance.

"Brother Qingyi, wait here for a while. I'll go get some clothes from the car."

As he spoke, Wang Qinglian straightened his wheelchair, turned around and left.

The mountain breeze blew gently on Wang Qingyi's body. He blinked his eyes, but seemed to have lost consciousness.

"I caught the sun, I caught the sun..."

At this moment, a call came from not far away. Wang Qingyi turned around and saw a child holding a mirror in his hand, dancing and cheering.

At this time, in this place, the child seemed only six or seven years old, and was staying there alone.

"Uncle, I caught the sun."

Without giving it much thought, the child ran straight over, with a sun reflected in the mirror in his hand.

Wang Qingyi took a glance and said casually: "That's not the sun, it's just a shadow in the mirror."

"Shadow? Is that fake?" the child asked.

"Of course it's fake." Wang Qingyi said lightly.

"Oh."

The child groaned softly, lowered his head, looked at the mirror in his hand, and suddenly said.

"To judge the world by oneself is like looking at the sun through a mirror!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qingyi's body shook violently. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the child beside him in disbelief.

The child seemed unaware and kept his head down, still looking at the mirror in his hand.

"I've heard people say that everything in the world, even emotions, senses, and cognition, exists only because of other conditions."

"Without these conditions, the given things, emotions, sensations, cognitions, etc., would no longer exist."

"So, can these existences be said to be real?"

Such words and remarks, coming from the mouth of a six or seven-year-old child, seemed extremely strange.

However, just one sentence made Wang Qingyi fall into deep thought.

It’s like a couple who, after breaking up, will feel painful emotions. But if they separate each other, in other words, if the other party does not exist in the dependent relationship, will this painful emotion still exist?

During the Song Dynasty, the great poet Su Dongpo was once boating on a lake when he collided with an oncoming boat. He walked out of the cabin and cursed, but found that it was an empty boat. The anger that had just risen up in his heart immediately disappeared.

This is what is called "the empty boat touches the object".

Everything is false. It is created based on other conditions and appears in this world.

This is what people often call "the combination of cause and condition." However, when those conditions disappear, everything will also disintegrate.

What did not exist before will also disappear in the future.

"The so-called practice is to penetrate the essence of these empty and false things..."

To comprehend something that can exist independently without relying on any conditions.

That is the truth.

That is the Tao.

"Uncle, what are you sad about?" the child suddenly asked with his head down.

"I'm useless." Wang Qingyi said in a trance.

"Waste? In this world, only the primordial spirit is innate. No matter what realm or cultivation level, even our physical body is fake. It didn't exist before and will disappear in the future..."

"Since it never existed in the first place and was fake, why should I be sad about losing it?"

hum...

As soon as these words came out, Wang Qingyi's pupils suddenly contracted and his body shook violently, as if he had been hit on the head with a bolt of lightning.

"You are……"

He opened his eyes wide and looked again, but there was nothing in front of him. Where was the child?
"But one peak suddenly grew taller, and then I realized that the unmoving one was the real mountain."

At this moment, a mysterious sound curled and echoed in Wang Qingyi's mind, as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and it was extremely clear.

"Brother Qingyi..."

At this moment, a soft call came from behind, and Wang Qinglian walked over with a coat in her hand.

Wang Qingyi was in a daze, his eyes still vague.

"Brother Qingyi, what's wrong with you?" Wang Qinglian noticed something was wrong and asked.

"Did you see a child just now?" Wang Qingyi asked.

"Child?" Wang Qinglian was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "How could there be a child in the remote suburbs of a desolate mountain at this time?"

"Brother Qingyi, are you...too tired?"

Wang Qinglian leaned over and put on Wang Qingyi's coat, looking worried.

"It's okay...it's okay..." Wang Qingyi murmured softly, his eyes still dazed.

hum...

At this moment, a ray of golden light splashed and shone on Wang Qingyi's body, as if it had been coated with a layer of gold.

"Brother Qingyi, look, the sun is coming out."

Wang Qinglian pointed to the east, where the red sun was rising, and shouted.

Wang Qingyi raised his head and looked at the rising sun. His originally confused eyes suddenly showed an unprecedented clarity.

"Living beings are unaware, like a blind man seeing the sun and the moon!" Wang Qingyi murmured softly.

"Um!?"

Wang Qinglian's brows trembled slightly, and she lowered her head suddenly. A strange look appeared on her beautiful face. She felt that Wang Qingyi in front of her had become different. In the blink of an eye, it seemed like a lifetime ago.

(End of this chapter)