Pure Yang!

Chapter 373 The Secret of the Tomb of the Living Dead! Invitation from the Chunyang Royal Family

Dusk has arrived and the sun is setting in the west.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom on the hilltop, and the fallen petals are like red clothes.

"Luoying Mountain is not big, it's just a dirt hill and not a tourist attraction," Meng Qiwu introduced.

This mountain is not special in the Zhongnan Mountains. It has a wide terrain and you can see the surrounding scenery from afar when standing on the mountain.

Meng Qiwu couldn't understand why they had traveled half a day along the mountain road to get here.

At first, she really thought that Zhang Fan had discovered something, but when she came here, she was disappointed.

Apart from the pearl peach tree, there is nothing special on this hill.

"We also have experts from Mount Zhongnan who have come here to investigate." Meng Qiwu continued.

The Tomb of the Living Dead is the place where Master Chongyang secluded himself. It concerns the secrets of life and death. Naturally, they have also searched for it in Zhongnan Mountain. They have searched all the places where Master Chongyang had been, but found nothing.

It can be seen that the Tomb of the Living Dead is very unusual and it is impossible to find it unless you are destined to do so.

"Under the peach tree is the tomb of the living dead." Zhang Fan looked at the peach blossoms all over the ground, thoughtfully.

"Is it really a disembodied illusion?"

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

At this moment, a violent cough came from a distance, drawing Zhang Fan's thoughts away.

He turned his head and saw a figure walking up the mountain. He was thin, with sunken eye sockets, and coughed three times with every step he took. From his appearance, he looked like an acquaintance.

"President Wu!?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

He didn't expect to meet Wu Qingnang here.

It has to be said that he and the acting president of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League really have a strong connection.

"Xiao Zhang!?"

When Wu Qingnang saw Zhang Fan, he glanced at Meng Qiwu and was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Zhang, what a coincidence." Wu Qingnang's expression returned to normal and he slowly walked over.

"President Wu." Seeing this, Meng Qiwu stepped forward and greeted him.

Speaking of which, it was Meng Qiwu who was in charge of receiving Wu Qingnang when he came to Chang'an to participate in the activities held in Zhongnan Mountain.

"It's really a coincidence. Why is President Wu here?" Zhang Fan asked. He felt that the coincidence was too unreal.

"I will be returning to Jiangnan Province tomorrow. I have some free time today, so I will visit Mount Zhongnan and pay tribute to the founder of Chongyang."

Wu Qingnang's thin body staggered, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

He walked slowly to the peach tree. Unexpectedly, there was a stone tablet hidden in the weeds beside the tree. There was a coiled animal head on it. It looked mottled, old, and covered with moss.

"The sun and the moon are born together, the nine elements merge into one, and all things are renewed. At this time, heaven and earth meet, and life and death meet..."

Wu Qingnang stroked the ancient stone tablet, trying to decipher the characters on it that had been almost worn away by time.

"Master Chongyang..." Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something.

"It is said that Master Chongyang often came here in his later years. He watched the sun rise and set, and saw the flowers bloom and wither. This is the law of the world..." Wu Qingnang suddenly said.

"The friendship between life and death is nothing more than a return journey." Wu Qingnang's eyes were wandering, and there seemed to be some emotion in them.

"President Wu seems to know Master Chongyang very well." Zhang Fan said.

"That is a first-rate immortal on earth. The younger generation of Taoists should all understand that." Wu Qingnang said with his head down.

"Cough cough cough..."

After saying this twice, he started coughing again, raising the handkerchief in his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

"I...in my early years...I once went to the Shangjing Dao League to study, and I saw a lot of records about Master Chongyang in the reference room there..."

“Those records can’t be found online.”

At this point, Wu Qingnang smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, you are young and promising. If you have the chance, you must go to the capital to see the Dao League..."

“What a great place.”

The conversation stopped abruptly here. Wu Qingnang seemed to have something to say, but he was no longer interested.

"President Wu, is there any record about Master Chongyang that cannot be found on the Internet?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Wu Qingnang was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Do you know the Tomb of the Living Dead?"

"I know. That's the place where Master Chongyang practices Taoism." Of course Zhang Fan knew it.

It is a well-known fact that Master Chongyang dug a tomb and practiced seclusion at the foot of Mount Zhongnan, trying to comprehend the mysteries of life and death, and eventually embarked on the path to immortality.

I heard that this story was tested when the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League was recruiting new members last year.

"Then do you know what the Tomb of the Living Dead is?" Wu Qingnang suddenly changed the subject.

"What is it? Isn't it a big tomb?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"If it was just... ahem... an ordinary tomb, how could it allow Master Chongyang to comprehend the secrets of life and death? And attract countless successors to flock to it?" Wu Qingnang laughed.

"Find a coffin to lie in... cough cough cough... isn't it the same?"

After hearing this, Zhang Fan fell into deep thought. He raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Wu Qingnang, and asked humbly.

"what is that?"

"Uterus!" Wu Qingnang opened his lips slightly and uttered two words.

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and Meng Qiwu next to him showed a strange look.

"Isn't that... the uterus!?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.

A woman's uterus was also called the uterus in ancient times.

"The human body is the most wonderful creation in the world, like a small world..." Wu Qingnang said softly.

"The sky has the sun and the moon, and humans have yin and yang. Mountains, rivers and streams are like the meridians of the human body. The five internal organs contain the five elements. Happiness and anger are like the changes of wind and rain, and sounds are like the roar of thunder and lightning..."

"The uterus is the most mysterious place. It is hidden in the body of Xuanyin and gathers Yang essence. When Yin and Yang are in harmony, creation is formed..." Wu Qingnang's voice was low and slow, echoing under the peach tree.

The uterus is only found in women and it symbolizes Yin. After having intercourse with a man, it takes in Yang essence, and when Yin and Yang are in harmony, it can give birth to creation.

In addition, the uterus is also known as the [extraordinary organ]. It is shaped like a viscera, that is, a hollow organ, and functions like an internal organ, storing essence and energy without leaking it.

The most important thing is that during pregnancy, the uterus is in a "hidden" state, storing essence and nurturing the fetus.

During childbirth, the woman is in a state of discharge, delivering the fetus and consuming her essence and blood.

Because of this, the uterus has the ability to change from yin to yang, and from death to life.

"From death to rebirth, the mystery of life and death is hidden there." Wu Qingnang sighed.

"Xiao Zhang, you should know what the key to becoming an immortal is..."

"Rebel!?" Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed and he blurted out.

"That's right, moving forward will make you a human, moving backward will make you an immortal..." Wu Qingnang nodded.

"It is easy to be born from death, but it is difficult to be born from death. If I could return to the womb, I could go back to life and death!"

"This is the secret of the Tomb of the Living Dead!"

"This……"

Zhang Fan and Meng Qiwu looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Taoist Chongyang is indeed a top-notch figure among the gods. He actually created a womb in the dragon veins of mountains and rivers, where one lives in death and hides death in life. It is known as the "Tomb of the Living Dead". It reverses the secrets of life and death and penetrates the principles of yin and yang.

"Awesome!"

Zhang Fan was filled with awe. With such means, he could seize the fortune of heaven and earth and steal the mysteries of the sun and the moon. No wonder Master Chongyang could leave such a glorious name in the history of Taoism, cultivate pure Yang Wuji, cross the changes of three and five, and finally enter the realm of immortals on earth.

"No wonder people in later generations are so attracted to this Tomb of the Living Dead." Zhang Fan whispered.

He finally understood why people who practiced [Jia is born, Gui is dead] throughout the ages regarded [Tomb of the Living Dead] as a holy place. It was a place where they could experience the cycle from birth to death, and from death to life again.

"What a pity, this place is so hard to find."

"It's not that difficult actually." Wu Qingnang suddenly said, changing the subject.

"Not difficult?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Since the Tomb of the Living Dead is the womb, then there are traces to follow according to the human body." Wu Qingnang talked freely.

The functioning of the uterus in the human body is highly dependent on kidney qi, Tiankui, and internal organs, especially the kidneys, liver, and spleen.

The kidney corresponds to the north, the liver corresponds to the east, and the spleen corresponds to the center. In addition, the uterus is also related to the meridians and the direction of qi and blood.

Therefore, by following the direction of the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers, and observing the flow and changes of the yin and yang energy in the mountains, and then corresponding to the human body, the approximate direction can be determined.

Zhang Fan listened quietly and felt that Wu Qingnang's theory opened a new door for him, which deepened his understanding of cultivation.

Tao is indeed everywhere. From the vastness of the heavens and earth to the smallest dust, the manifestation of Tao is hidden everywhere, and they can even confirm each other.

At this moment, Zhang Fan only felt that the natural world was so beautiful in his eyes.

"President Wu didn't just wander in here casually, did he?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly spoke.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Wu Qingnang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he started coughing tactically again.

"President Wu, did you find this place while looking for the Tomb of the Living Dead?" Zhang Fan went straight to the point and stated his guess.

"I just want to show off my skills and verify what I have learned in my life." Wu Qingnang chuckled.

"Have you found it?" Zhang Fan asked impatiently.

Wu Qingnang was silent for a moment and shook his head helplessly.

"What I learned is just the art, but what Master Chongyang studied is the Tao..."

There are rules for techniques, but there is no action in the Tao.

"That tomb is not so easy to find. Only the destined person can enter it."

Zhang Fan understood what was said and remained silent.

The Tomb of the Living Dead is at the foot of Mount Zhongnan. If it can be found with this method, then Zhongnan Mountain has produced countless talented people over the years, and any one of them is better than Wu Qingnang. If it can be found, we would have known it long ago.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Let's go, this place is destined to be out of our reach." Wu Qingnang whispered.

Zhang Fan remained silent, looking at the peach tree in front of him. He had a feeling that the Tomb of the Living Dead was right on Luoying Mountain.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

"Who is there?"

At this moment, a soft cry came from a distance.

Zhang Fan, Meng Qiwu and Wu Qingnang looked up and saw a group of people walking up from the foot of the mountain.

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and saw a few familiar faces.

"Wang Qingshan!"

At this time, Wang Qingshan was following a middle-aged man, and there were two familiar people next to him, who were Yan Fei and Han Wenlong whom he met during the day.

At this moment, they all happened to see Zhang Fan, and their expressions became interesting.

"President Wu..."

"Brother Wang Dao!"

Wu Qingnang walked forward and saluted the leader.

Wang Qianan remained expressionless, but his eyes swept across the faces of Zhang Fan and Meng Qiwu.

"Why is President Wu here?" Wang Qianan asked.

"We're leaving tomorrow, and we haven't seen the beauty of Mount Zhongnan yet, so let Xiao Meng take us for a stroll." Wu Qingnang said with a smile.

"Just about to leave."

"Really?!" Wang Qianan's eyes were fixed as if he had no comment.

"Brother Wang Dao, this is..."

"My Wang family happens to have a courtyard in Luoying Mountain. Every spring, we take our disciples into the mountains to practice meditation for a while."

"It's indeed the Chunyang family, with the style of a great clan." Wu Qingnang sighed.

"In that case, we won't bother you anymore."

Having said that, Wu Qingnang was about to leave.

At this moment, Wang Qianan raised his hand and stopped him.

"What President Wu said is not true. It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Since we have met, why not go to your home as a guest, so that I can show my hospitality."

After he finished speaking, Wang Qianan looked at the sky.

"The sun has already set. It's too late to go out now."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed and he looked at Zhang Fan and Meng Qiwu behind him.

"The two young men should come along, too."

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan heard what Wang Qianan meant by that. On the surface it was an invitation, but in reality he was not letting them leave.

"There must be some mystery hidden in this mountain." Zhang Fan thought to himself.

"Thank you for bothering me." Wu Qingnang said.

"this way please!"

Wang Qianan made a gesture of invitation, Wu Qingnang walked in front, and Zhang Fan and Meng Qiwu followed closely behind...

As for Wang Qingshan, Yan Fei, and Han Wenlong, they followed at the end, staring at Zhang Fan eagerly, never moving their eyes away from him from beginning to end.

"They've been staring at you." Meng Qiwu whispered.

"You are so petty. You were just bullied by me. Is it necessary to be like this?" Zhang Fan muttered.

With this kind of mentality, not to mention the hopelessness of becoming a pure yang, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to make progress in the future.

“Is this little guy a rising star of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League?”

At this moment, Wang Qianan changed the subject and suddenly looked at Zhang Fan behind him.

"He is Zhang Fan." Wu Qingnang introduced.

"You are Zhang Fan!?" Wang Qianan raised his eyebrows and showed a strange look.

"You were the one who disabled Wang Qinghe?"

"This... Senior..." Zhang Fan's face tightened. He had completely forgotten about this.

At this moment, he remembered that the person in front of him was Wang Qinghe's parent, a big shot in the Chunyang Wang family.

"Don't be nervous. We adults are not allowed to interfere in the fight between you youngsters." Wang Qianan raised his hand and suddenly said, "I heard that you are a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain. I wonder who you are from."

"This..." Zhang Fan's face tightened and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Strictly speaking, he was just a member of Zhenwu Mountain in name only and did not have a master.

"Master Chu did sell me lessons." Zhang Fan muttered to himself as he recalled the chance encounter on Zhenwu Mountain that day.

"Selling classes!?"

Wang Qianan was stunned when he heard this and his expression became strange.

When the others heard this, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You mean Master Chu once offered to take you as his disciple? " Wang Qianan asked.

"Ah, is this how you understand it?" Zhang Fan thought to himself.

"Not really... he just suggested... suggested that I sign up for a class." Zhang Fan laughed dryly.

He really didn't know how to explain this kind of thing.

After he said this, everyone looked at him differently.

Wang Qianan hesitated and looked at Zhang Fan quietly. Suddenly, his eyes trembled and he showed a strange look.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

"Why do you look familiar to me?" Wang Qianan asked suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)