Pure Yang!

Chapter 38 Taiyin Becomes an Evil, Zhang Fan's Soul 20
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, as if it would rain at any time.

Twelve-year-old Zhang Fan was alone, curled up in the corner of the school corridor, staring blankly at the sky. His face was as gloomy as the weather, and there was only numbness in his eyes.

"The new student who just transferred here is called Zhang Fan. I heard that his mother just died in a car accident."

"A child without a mother is like a weed. No wonder he doesn't talk all day."

"I always feel like he's weird... I'd better stay away from him. My dad said that people who have been in an accident will have a drastic change in their personality, which is very dangerous."

In the classroom far away, several students of similar age leaned their heads out and looked at the uninvited guest who had just transferred in to the corner.

Waves of discussions reached Zhang Fan's ears without any obstruction, but he seemed not to hear them, and there was no ripple in his numb eyes.

At this moment, a shadow came and blocked Zhang Fan's sight. He looked intently and saw a young man of similar age standing in front of him with a kind smile on his face.

Zhang Fan turned his head away, pretending not to see it.

"I heard that your mother just died?" the boy said.

This one sentence seemed to have touched Zhang Fan's most sensitive nerve, and deep anger and sadness surged in his originally numb eyes.

"So happy..."

The boy's next words made Zhang Fan clench his fists, but before he could react, the other party's voice rang out again.

"My mom ran away with someone else... She ran away when I was in primary school... Later she brought an uncle back... She pissed off my dad to death..."

"Um!?"

Zhang Fan was stunned. He turned around and looked at the young man in front of him. The latter had a smile on his face, as if he was talking about someone else's family.

"But my grandfather was very good to me. He raised me..." the boy said to himself.

“They all have parents…”

The boy turned around and looked at the classmates who were still talking in the classroom.

"You still have a dad..."

"Hey, guess what I have?"

Zhang Fan looked at the smile on the boy's face, which was like a mask. He suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to say.

"My name is Zhang Fan, from Class 3..."

After a moment, Zhang Fan finally spoke. Perhaps he found some resonance in this peer in front of him.

"My name is Li Yishan!" the young man said.

The two sat side by side on the corridor and gradually became familiar with each other.

Just then, the class bell rang.

"Zhang Fan... Zhang Fan..."

A hurried call came from a distance. Zhang Fan looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with a stern face standing on the corridor, waving at him.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan quickly got up and ran over.

"You are……"

"You've been in school for a week, how come you don't even recognize your homeroom teacher?" The middle-aged woman said in a deep voice, "If you continue like this, I'll have to talk to your father..."

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman raised her eyelids slightly: "Can't you hear the class bell ringing? What are you doing there?"

"I'm chatting with Li Yishan..." Zhang Fan said with his head down.

"What Li Yishan? I just saw you talking to yourself there..." the middle-aged woman frowned.

Zhang Fan turned around abruptly. The corridor was empty and there was no one else in sight.

call……

In the room, Zhang Fan was immersed in sleep, his breathing became rapid, and the soft moonlight shone through the window and sprinkled on his body.

At this moment, on the rooftop, Zhang Fan's soul was sitting cross-legged, with a halo around him flickering like fog and lightning. Groups of thick yin energy gathered from all directions and condensed above his head. In a blink of an eye, it turned into dark clouds that spread across the sky and blocked the bright moon.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from deep in the sky, and even the temperature around began to drop. …

"The world has changed!?"

Huangji Road, He family manor.

He Tairan stood in front of the window, looking at the sky, his eyes cast in the far distance.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing special about the night sky tonight, but in the eyes of the head of the He family, he saw a lot...

In a corner of Yujing City, negative energy gathered and the sky changed. He was aware of the weather.

"Yin and Yang are the functions of heaven and earth, and ghosts and gods are the good abilities of the two Qi... If there are changes in the weather, it must be the rotation of Yin and Yang!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the gauze curtain, and among the incense, the figure of a fox sitting cross-legged like an old monk was looming.

"Someone is practicing the Heaven-shaking Method, and is using it to reverse yin and yang!?"

Hearing this, He Tairan raised his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on the distant sky.

At the same time, in He Fei's room.

The cold mountain wind blew in from the window, shaking the faint candlelight.

"Do you feel it? The yin and yang of Yujing City are out of balance, and the yin energy is surging..."

A low, slightly magnetic voice came from the corner, carrying with it a hint of interest.

"Someone is gathering Yin to practice magic!?" He Fei frowned, looking puzzled.

"Who is so brave?"

"This man is either a madman or a fool... How dare he make such a big fuss in Yujing City and practice Yin-collecting and refining techniques!?" The deep and slightly magnetic voice sounded again.

"The Taoist priests at Maoshan are not blind!"

Yujing City is the center of Jiangnan Province, and Maoshan, one of the ten famous Taoist mountains in the world, is located in Jiangnan Province.

"Who would make such a big noise?" He Fei asked puzzled.

"Pure Yang is originally a magic method of immortals, and there are few Taiyin methods passed down in the world..." A low and slightly magnetic voice sounded faintly.

"The Yin-collecting and refining method is rare in the world, and there is only one Yinshan sect in Yujing City!"

"Yinshan Sect!? They are really brave." He Fei showed a look of realization.

It seems that only the magic of the Yinshan lineage can cause such a commotion.

“Just wait and see. If the situation gets out of hand, the Taoist priests from Mount Mao will have to go down the mountain.” The deep and slightly magnetic voice echoed in the cold room. In the corner, the flickering candlelight was reflected in the cold pupils, flashing a gleam of brilliance.

"Maoshan!!!"

……

Yujing City, suburban cemetery.

Gu Yuming's brows were almost wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character. Wherever he stood, everything turned into scorched earth. The ground was burning as if on fire, and there was no trace of evil energy rising.

"What the hell? What the hell!?" Gu Yuming murmured softly, his face full of suffocation.

"Master, is there really a ghost?" Xiong Ba was shocked when he saw Gu Yuming's expression. He quickly hid behind him and pulled the corner of his clothes.

"Shut up!" Gu Yuming shouted, and was about to teach this shame of Yinshan a lesson.

At this moment, a rumbling sound was heard from the distant night sky. Gu Yuming looked up and saw dark clouds gathering there, as dark as the sky.

"This is……"

"Taiyin becomes evil, and evil becomes magic!?"

Gu Yuming's pupils suddenly contracted, and his old face trembled violently. He shouted loudly, slapped his forehead hard, and his soul left his body and flew towards the direction where the dark clouds gathered.

(End of this chapter)