Pure Yang!

Chapter 390 The Celestial Master of Maoshan! Zhao Jiexuan's Physical Body

Ye Beichen, the Celestial Master of Zhongnan Mountain.

No one would have expected that the youngest Celestial Master of Zhongnan Mountain would appear on this plane, on the same flight as Zhang Fan.

"The Zhongnan Feather Sword!?"

Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit floated in mid-air, his gaze fixed as a line, extremely cold.

Ye Beichen, a practitioner of the Xuanxiu Zhongnan Sword Dao, possesses extremely high attainments in the ancestral master's secret transmission of the "Thirty-Six Sword Chapters," and is known as the "Zhongnan Feather Sword." He is also known as one of the "Twin Heavens" with Liu Nanxu.

"Master of the Crimson Palace, you have quite the nerve. You dare to swagger around like this without even leaving the Qin Chuan territory," Ye Beichen said coldly.

"Does this mean they don't respect Zhongnan Mountain at all?!"

“Zhongnan Mountain!” Ming Shenshou murmured coldly, but his eyes were filled with a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses.

"In the nine instances of destroying mountains and temples, how many of my Wuwu disciples did you Zhongnan Mountain kill, and how many masters died at the hands of my Wuwu Sect predecessors?"

The heavy voice, like a thunderclap, resounded in Zhang Fan and Li Yishan's ears.

The power of the Celestial Masters was like the wrath of the heavens, beyond description. Their primordial spirits seemed to be torn apart, every inch filled with endless pain, as if their innate nature had been reversed, and they were about to be afflicted by the calamities of the mortal world.

"Ye Beichen, you have inherited the lineage of Zhongnan Mountain and have already attained the position of Celestial Master. How can you utter such childish words?" Ming Shenshou sneered.

"The debate over the orthodox lineage is still unresolved, so we should be completely unrestrained and arrogant!"

"it is good!"

Ye Beichen's eyes suddenly lit up, like lightning in the night, piercing the sky.

"The struggle over the orthodox lineage is still unresolved; success or failure is determined solely by life and death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura shot up from three feet above Ye Beichen's head, filling the cabin with boundless pressure.

At this moment, everyone's spirit seemed to light up, like the light of fireflies, as they looked up at the rising moon.

"The Celestial Master's Primordial Spirit!"

Rumble…

As Ye Beichen's primordial spirit left his body, the surrounding scenery became blurred, as if the void was distorted and returned to chaos.

"Great Sky Sword!"

Ye Beichen's primordial spirit was like a sword, its sharpness fully revealed, causing the void to tremble. Every inch of it seemed to be torn apart, turning into flashing sword light, and it slashed towards Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit.

"Void Sword Tide!"

Zhang Fan and Li Yishan's primordial spirits trembled as countless sword lights suddenly appeared before their eyes, surging like tides and flowing like a great river.

The vastness of heaven and earth seemed to vanish at this moment, only the sword light remained, dedicated to killing the primordial spirit.

"The swordsmanship of Zhongnan Mountain!"

At this moment, both Zhang Fan and Li Yishan felt an indescribable sense of awe.

Even they dared not entertain the slightest vain thought before the Celestial Master.

"Hahaha, you and Liu Nanxu are known as the 'Twin Heavens'. I have already experienced Master Liu's Taoist magic. Today, I will test your mettle as the Zhongnan Feather Sword."

Faced with such a vast sword image, Ming Shenshou looked up to the sky and laughed heartily.

Suddenly, his primordial spirit trembled violently and dissolved in the next moment.

Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit was no longer human-shaped, but rather resembled a pot spout or a grotto, constantly wriggling, mysterious beyond mystery.

"Taoist supernatural power, the inverted celestial pot!" Ye Beichen suddenly said.

Zhang Fan was greatly shocked and could hardly believe that the Lord of the Crimson Palace actually possessed a supernatural power—a power that manifested through the primordial spirit.

On that day in Dongshan Province, Ming Shenshou successively demonstrated four supernatural powers: "Universe in a Sleeve", "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch", "Size at Will", and "Flying and Leaving".

Now there's another one, the "Upside-Down Heavenly Pot," making a total of five supernatural powers.

Supernatural powers are bestowed by heaven, and those who can awaken them are one in ten thousand. Each person can only awaken one aspect of a power in their lifetime.

Aside from exceptional cases like Li Changgeng, who awakened three supernatural powers, Zhang Fan had never seen anyone possess so many supernatural abilities.

Rumble…

Countless sword lights suddenly appeared, like a great river descending from the sky.

Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit seemed to open wide like a pot, swallowing all the sword light that filled the sky. A loud rumble came from the depths of his primordial spirit, like rolling thunder, vast and extraordinary.

"Just how many supernatural powers did this old man steal?" Zhang Fan was shocked.

This technique, "Upside-Down Heaven," is terrifying. It manifests using the primordial spirit and can neutralize all spells.

"Ye Beichen, your sharpness is not enough!" Ming Shenshou laughed loudly.

The writhing primordial spirit suddenly contracted, the sword sang a heavenly song, and countless sword lights burst forth from the [mouth of the pot], like a great river flowing backward, striking Ye Beichen without moving an inch.

hum...

Ye Beichen stood still, he was both the sword and the sheath.

All the swords of heaven and earth returned to him.

Rumble…

Countless sword lights suddenly arrived, entered his primordial spirit, and then disappeared without a trace, like stones sinking into the sea.

"Good Taoism!" Ming Shen Shou praised.

"The Two Extremes Sword!"

Suddenly, Ye Beichen pointed his finger into the air, and a sword appeared out of thin air. The sword light was as bright as the sun, dazzling with golden light and full of vitality.

The next moment, the celestial pot that Ming Shenshou Yuan Shen had transformed into suddenly trembled. A sword light also appeared out of thin air within his body, like the moonlight of the moon, strangely radiant, and it resonated and vibrated in harmony with the golden sword light.

Rumble…

Two sword lights, one yang and one yin, one bright and one dark, seemingly real yet unreal, their terrifying resonance threatening to tear Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit apart from within.

“Ye Beichen truly deserves to be the youngest Celestial Master of Zhongnan Mountain…” A deep fear welled up in Li Yishan’s eyes.

The Two Extremes Sword and the Return to Origin Method are the true secrets of the Xuanmen Dao.

Once this path is mastered, one can hope to reach the state of pure Yang without limit.

"Good, Ye Beichen, I didn't expect you to have cultivated to this level. It seems you've gone further than Liu Nanxu." Ming Shenshou let out a long roar.

Suddenly, his primordial spirit throbbed violently, with a frequency like that of a human heart, brimming with vitality.

The next moment, a crimson light flashed and descended from the sky.

"The fire star shines brightly, illuminating my elixir." Ming Shenshou murmured softly.

His body was covered in red light, like a sudden burst of fire, yet the flames were not clearly visible.

"How dare you do this? Have you gone mad?" Ye Beichen's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Ye Beichen, are you worried about the lives of these ordinary people?" Ming Shenshou's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking expression.

"We cultivate ourselves, with the bodies of ants, yet we embody the Way of Heaven, gradually attaining transcendence..."

As he spoke, a look of compassion and pity welled up in Myojin Hisashi's eyes.

"Mortals are trapped in the mundane world, living only a day and dying a night, yet they know nothing of the Great Way. They find pleasure in suffering, how pitiful and lamentable!"

"I am helping them find liberation!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a bright red light shone throughout the entire cabin.

Such an unprovoked fire terrified even Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, as endless pressure surged forth, threatening to annihilate him. The heart is the Crimson Palace, corresponding to Mars. Anciently considered an ominous star, it is the source of the fire of delusional thoughts. Flames erupt in the heart palace, burning away the primordial spirit.

The Crimson Palace is the middle dantian of the human body, which is the heart.

Human beings' delusions and inner fire originate from this. When the consciousness is restless and the mind is like a monkey, it will cause chaos in the heavenly palace. From then on, the primordial spirit will be extinguished, and one will be reduced to a mortal and never see the light of day again.

At this moment, the terror of the Lord of the Crimson Palace was finally revealed.

Mars stirs the heart with fiery passion, for calamity befalls humanity from the heavens.

In this great calamity, everyone's soul will perish; on the airplane, no one can escape it.

This profound and mysterious technique not only demonstrates the powerful cultivation of the Lord of the Crimson Palace, but also reveals his ruthless nature and almost complete lack of restraint.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Just then, a Taoist chant was proclaimed, its clear sound echoing throughout the cabin.

Golden light swirled, like celestial traces, weaving in the void.

Zhang Fan and Li Yishan were stunned, completely mesmerized. The trails left by the golden light resembled the trajectories of stars in the sky, with the sun rising and the moon setting, and the stars never ceasing to move.

In the blink of an eye, it seems as if time has flowed by.

This method is hundreds of times more wondrous than the Taoist supernatural powers of "using all things as talismans".

The golden streak of light transformed into a strange talisman, which resembled a human figure and writing, containing the power of ghosts and gods and exuding the profound mystery of Taoist magic.

"The Shangqing Sect of Maoshan!?" Ming Shenshou shouted.

The talisman slowly dissolved, like a gentle breeze or rippling spring water, instantly dissolving the crimson light that filled the cabin.

The terrifying pressure dissipated instantly, and Zhang Fan's mind returned to clarity. He subconsciously looked up and saw an old man slowly getting up from a seat not far in front of him. The old man was wearing a baseball cap and gold-rimmed glasses.

"The Lord of the Crimson Palace is so bloodthirsty; he has truly inherited the true teachings of the Three Corpses Taoist."

The old man spoke slowly and indifferently. He turned around, and behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his cloudy eyes flashed with a sharp light.

“Mao Xiaoyun!?” Ming Shenshou’s expression darkened slightly as he recognized the old man before him.

Maoshan Celestial Master, Mao Xiaoyun!

Li Yishan's heart stirred slightly, and he revealed a strange expression, clearly indicating that he had heard of this name before.

The founder of the Maoshan lineage was the renowned "Three Mao True Lords," whose sect was a blessed land and grotto-heaven of Taoism since the Wei and Jin dynasties. They were in charge of the Shangqing Talismanic Way, led the gate of the Zhenyin Palace, and all demons and ghosts bowed down in reverence.

Mao Xiaoyun is not only a Taoist master of Maoshan, but also a direct descendant of the lineage since ancient times.

"What bad luck! I never expected that two Daoist masters would be hiding on this plane!"

The moment Ming Shenshou saw Mao Xiaoyun appear, he knew he had no chance left. With the two great celestial masters present, if he could succeed, the Daoist sect would truly become a joke.

"It's not bad luck, it's just fate," Mao Xiaoyun said calmly, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Master of the Crimson Palace, did you think you could settle in Chang'an and then go to the Qinling Mountains without anyone noticing?" Mao Xiaoyun said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Myojin Hisashi's face instantly darkened.

"Are there people of yours around me?"

At this moment, Ming Shenshou finally realized that he had already been targeted by the Taoists.

However, as the master of the Crimson Palace, he was a mysterious figure, rarely seen, and very few people truly knew his whereabouts.

"Likewise!" Mao Xiaoyun said calmly.

The Taoist sect and the Wuwei sect have been dealing with each other for many years, and their influence has been profound. No one knows how many members of the other sect are hidden within the other's sect.

"So you came here specifically to ambush me," Myojin Hisashi said calmly.

He showed no fear in the face of the two great celestial masters from Zhongnan Mountain and Maoshan Mountain.

"Today, let's first sever one arm of the Wuwei School."

Mao Xiaoyun roared, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"I won't keep you company today."

Suddenly, Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit soared into the sky and left the plane.

hum...

At almost the same moment, Ye Beichen and Mao Xiaoyun's primordial spirits also left their bodies and chased after the plane.

call……

Time seemed to stand still for only a moment. The lights inside the plane came on again, and everyone felt as if they had just had a dream, a fleeting dream that left no trace. Upon reflection, there was not a single trace left.

"My head hurts so much."

The surrounding passengers reacted differently; some felt drowsy, while others remained asleep, seemingly unable to wake up.

"That old man doesn't even want his physical body anymore?"

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at Ming Shenshou's seat. His physical body was still there, but his head was lowered and his breath was weak.

Those who cultivate Taoism emphasize the dual cultivation of mind and body. The essence of cultivating mind lies in the primordial spirit, while the root of cultivating body lies in the physical body.

Even for a Celestial Master, the physical body is extremely important. If one abandons this physical body, there is no hope of achieving pure Yang, and one's cultivation will be greatly diminished.

“He doesn’t refuse; that’s just a facade!” Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

"A fake body!?"

"Yes, this is a common trick used by the Wuwei Sect!" Li Yishan explained.

When disciples of the Wuwei sect go out, they inevitably encounter danger. Therefore, they sometimes seek out a false body and attach their primordial spirit to it. If they encounter danger, they don't care if they abandon this physical body, as it ensures the safety of their true body.

However, the innate primordial spirit is only perfectly compatible with the true body. It will react differently to other physical bodies, much like a spirit possessing another body to become a demon.

Therefore, a fake body cannot be used by just anyone.

Especially for celestial masters, whose primordial spirits are powerful, once an rejection reaction occurs, their primordial spirits will not be harmed, but the bodies of their avatars will become disordered, endocrine imbalances will occur, and they may even collapse immediately, emitting a foul odor and oozing pus.

“Ming Shenshou is a Celestial Master. A person of this level can modify the physical body. Not to mention appearance, even size, gut flora, endocrine system and so on can be controlled,” Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

In this way, it will be much easier for a master of the Celestial Master level to find a fake body, because they can modify it.

However, this body cannot be used for long, and one's own strength will also be affected. Even the most perfect fake body can only exert 70% of its strength.

Unless, of course, this body is naturally in harmony with its primordial spirit.

"That old fox Ming Shenshou, running to the territory of the ten famous Taoist mountains, how could he possibly come in his true form?" Li Yishan gritted his teeth, turning back to look at Ming Shenshou's seat, where he could already smell a faint fishy stench.

The false body was completely abandoned by Myojin Hisashi, and the subsequent reactions will gradually appear.

However, someone with Ming Shenshou's cultivation level and realm would definitely have cultivated more than one false body in secret. Unless his primordial spirit is directly destroyed, it would be difficult to truly kill him.

This is the relationship between the physical body and the primordial spirit. The physical body is the foundation, the dwelling place of the primordial spirit, but because it is in the mortal world, it is greatly limited by space.

It is both the protector and the weakness of the primordial spirit.

“A fake body…that’s a good thing.” Zhang Fan mused.

If used well, a fake body is practically an extra life, and it can also help conceal one's identity when committing murders...

In that sense, Zhang Fan actually has a fake body, which is almost perfectly integrated with his primordial spirit, allowing him to unleash 100% of his strength.

“Zhao Jiexuan…”

"Where is Zhao Jiexuan's physical body...?" Zhang Fan murmured to himself, a thoughtful expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)