Pure Yang!

Chapter 391 The Rat Appears! Its Succeeding and Its Defeating Forces

Zhao Jiexuan's physical body is unique.

Back then, at the foot of Longhu Mountain, in order to avoid calamity, Zhang Fan forcibly activated the [Dividing Spirit Technique], splitting his primordial spirit into three. The benevolent spirit remained in his original body, while the malevolent spirit was intercepted by Xiong Sanqi, the Ghost King of Yinshan, and enshrined in the Xiong family.

Only the evil god wandered outside, and in the darkness, he found that body. After ten years of nurturing, they were perfectly matched.

After the victory in the Battle of Ten Thousand Mountains, Zhang Fan successfully merged with the gods and left Zhao Jiexuan's physical body in Guixi Province, entrusting Lin Jianyue to preserve it.

Without the primordial spirit, the physical body is like a living dead. But since this is the physical body that Zhang Fan himself used, he can't just burn it.

In reality, Lin Jianyue was in the medical pharmaceutical business and possessed the best organ cryopreservation technology, so she could properly preserve that body.

Ming Shenshou's false body opened up new avenues for him. In Taoist cultivation, the primordial spirit is profound and mysterious, and one can even travel a thousand miles a day and wander in all directions. This is what is meant by traveling to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening.

However, the physical body is greatly restricted by space, which is the constraint of being in the mortal world.

Having an extra physical body is equivalent to having an extra chance to escape, an extra life. After all, the primordial spirit is the foundation. As long as the primordial spirit can be preserved, there is nothing that cannot be given up.

Not to mention, Zhao Jiexuan's physical body is a perfect fit, allowing him to unleash 100% of his strength.

"We'll have to have Lin Jianyue send Zhao Jiexuan's physical body over later," Zhang Fan said thoughtfully.

When the primordial spirit is separated from the physical body for a long time, not only will the body's functions deteriorate, but the compatibility between the primordial spirit and the body will also decrease.

Below the level of high-level cultivation, if the primordial spirit leaves the body for too long, the body will completely decay, and the primordial spirit will become a wandering ghost.

"Do you think any of the experts in the Daoist sect have created fake bodies?" Zhang Fan suddenly asked.

Even if a person's physical body is in harmony with their primordial spirit, it still needs to be refined through special secret methods before it can be used.

"What do you think?" Li Yishan said noncommittally.

"You can check online to see how many people go missing each year."

"That number will absolutely blow your mind; and it's even publicly available data."

"Don't think that times have changed. Even in today's world, anything can happen."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan remained silent. He suddenly recalled a story he had read on a forum during his university years, which said that when ordinary people have a physical examination, their various physical data are uploaded to a database. If a big shot needs an organ transplant, the database will automatically match and screen for suitable donors.

Once someone is a good match, he will disappear in reality.

Zhang Fan had also seen some videos showing two or three burly men getting out of a car in broad daylight and directly robbing people.

At the time, he was thinking, "In this day and age, with surveillance everywhere, are these people crazy?"

Looking back now, seemingly illogical things often have a rational explanation hidden within them.

Spiritual adaptation and organ adaptation are actually the same concept.

"The law has no good or evil, but people can be righteous or wicked... The mortal world is like a yin-yang fish, with black in white and white in black," Li Yishan sneered.

People say that the Wuwei School's practice of replenishing one's primordial spirit through cultivation is an evil and heretical path.

But are there any Taoist practitioners who cultivate great techniques and improve their cultivation level by absorbing the essence of the soul?

Human beings are inherently black and white.

To be born into the mortal world is to harmonize the black and white amidst the chaos.

"A fake body..."

Zhang Fan frowned, and a person involuntarily came to mind.

Li Changgeng!
Logically speaking, back in the Ten Thousand Mountains, he personally witnessed Li Changgeng's complete annihilation, leaving not a trace of his physical body or primordial spirit. In that case, he should be dead beyond any doubt.

However, when they were in Zhongnan Mountain, Yan Fei's words at Baihe Temple made Zhang Fan very concerned, and he began to have deep doubts about Li Changgeng's life or death.

If they don't die after all that, then it's going to be a real problem.

Once and again, then fate will be unpredictable, and the great fortune will begin to tilt.

"Actually, the most perfect prosthetic body in the world is not the human body."

Li Yishan suddenly changed the subject and said.

"what is that?"

“A born with extraordinary talent!” Li Yishan uttered four words as he spoke.

It is formed by the creation of heaven and earth, nurtured by the essence of mountains and seas, and is like the primordial spirit, formed innately, surpassing the acquired physical body by a thousand or ten thousand times.

If the "natural fetus" is taken as a false body, then the false becomes the true, and the true becomes the false.

“There are too few naturally born spiritual embryos,” Zhang Fan said, shaking his head.

Born with extraordinary destiny, each birth is accompanied by immense calamities. Because of this, the number of truly born with extraordinary destiny throughout history can be counted on one hand.

“Indeed, there are quite a few unfinished products,” Li Yishan said solemnly.

"A semi-finished product?" Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Those born with a spiritual embryo that has not yet fully formed, are discovered prematurely, or suffer misfortune at birth, are considered unfinished products.

Strictly speaking, the [Natural Embryo] on Toad Treasure Mountain is only a semi-finished product.

The semi-finished [Innate Spiritual Embryo] is almost fully grown, but has not yet developed its own consciousness, making it most suitable for refining the body's aperture.

"Who could be so extravagant as to use a [Natural Spirit Embryo] to create a fake body?" Zhang Fan shook his head.

If one could truly live such a luxurious life, with a perfect physical body, even to the point of abandoning one's original form, with both body and spirit being innate, how terrifying would that be?
“Such a treasure is truly one in a million; Baihe Temple must have it,” Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

"White Crane Temple!?" Zhang Fan's gaze sharpened slightly, and he nodded.

Baihe Temple is not among the ten famous Taoist mountains, but its status is comparable to, or even surpasses, that of the other two.

Over the long course of time, they must have discovered traces of the "natural fetus," and perhaps they have collected more than one.

"Does the Wuwei Sect have any semi-finished [Innate Spiritual Embryo]?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"There probably are, but unfortunately I can't get in touch with them."

Even if the Wuwei Sect possesses a half-finished [Innate Spiritual Embryo], it would definitely be in the ancestral temple. Not to mention Li Yishan, even the three palace masters might not be able to access it.

"This world is indeed more fascinating and complex than we imagined," Zhang Fan exclaimed.

He suddenly had a feeling that even with his current level of cultivation and understanding, he had not yet truly come into contact with the face of the highest level of this world.

He still has a long way to go.

"Passengers, the plane is about to land at Yujing International Airport. Please fasten your seatbelts and do not move around..."

Just then, a sweet announcement came over the loudspeaker. Zhang Fan looked out the window and saw that Yujing City was already below him.

"Let's go as soon as we arrive."

Li Yishan reminded them, glancing at them and noting that Ye Beichen and Mao Xiaoyun's primordial spirits had not yet returned to their physical bodies.

As for Ming Shenshou, he has obviously given up this false body. Now, the three celestial masters are probably fighting in some far-off place.

As a human, he naturally wanted to avoid them and didn't want to come into the sight of these Taoist bigwigs.

“It will be much safer once we return to Yujing.”

Zhang Fan glanced back at the physical body abandoned by Ming Shenshou and really wanted to go over and slap it twice.

"Just wait and see the news tomorrow," Li Yishan said casually.

"Watching the news!?" Zhang Fan was taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood.

If you become a vegetable after flying, wouldn't that make the news?

A moment later, the plane landed at Yujing International Airport. Zhang Fan and Li Yishan hurriedly got off the plane as if they had just been released, seemingly afraid that the two celestial masters would turn around at this moment.

"Sir, the plane has arrived, sir... wake up..."

Just then, a flight attendant's voice called from behind, and Zhang Fan and Li Yishan quickened their pace.

Stepping onto the land of Yujing City, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and felt incredibly relaxed.

People always feel a sense of belonging when they return to their homeland.

"I'll rest for two days after this trip, and then I'll head to Zhenwu Mountain," Zhang Fan murmured.

This is now a major event that has attracted worldwide attention. At that time, he should be able to see many familiar faces on Zhenwu Mountain.

"I'll take you back," Li Yishan said as they exited the airport.

"You'll take me home? How will you take me home?"

“I came riding a crane!” Li Yishan said casually.

"Riding a crane? What crane? Where?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and asked curiously.

"Mayba Crane!"

"..."

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Li Yishan.

"It's in the parking lot!"

Li Yishan patted Zhang Fan's shoulder and pushed him, gradually disappearing into the flow of people.

……

Late at night.

The moon, like the eyes of a fox, gazes indifferently upon the world.

Eighty li south of Yujing City lies a desolate hill.

Deep in the tangled, dense forest, an abandoned earthen temple is hidden among broken stones and rubble, with waist-high weeds indicating its age.

This place seems to have been forgotten by the world; the broken incense burner no longer holds the incense and devout worship of the past.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a flame ignited out of thin air within the broken incense burner, and a faint radiance surged from all directions, coalescing into a single point and transforming into a primordial spirit, none other than Ming Shenshou, the master of the Crimson Palace.

"As expected of the master of the Crimson Palace, even the two great celestial masters working together couldn't stop you."

Just then, a mechanical voice came from afar. In the darkness, a figure walked out of the desolate mountains, wearing a trench coat and a hat, making it impossible to see his face.

"You're really cautious, using a voice changer?" Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit flickered like flames.

"Since you're so cautious, why not send your shadow instead? That's more like your style—hiding your head and leaving your tail in the shadows."

"Rat!"

Myojin Shou's primordial spirit flickered faintly and uttered that name.

"To see the Lord of the Crimson Palace, one must naturally come in person," the figure in the shadows said calmly.

"In person? That's just one of the three," Myojin Hisashi sneered.

"Rat, others may not know your secret, but I do..."

“Lord of the Crimson Palace, I’m here today to help you escape.” A figure in the darkness interrupted Ming Shenshou’s words.

"Get away?" Myojin Hisashi laughed.

"The two Celestial Masters think they can stop me? I've already escaped."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in the shadows shook his head: "Without a physical body, the primordial spirit is like a rootless duckweed."

Even if one loses their physical body, a Celestial Master can remain immortal.

However, each primordial spirit is like a signal source with a specific frequency, hidden within the spiritual platform of the physical body. The signal of the primordial spirit is essentially shielded, but once the physical body is lost, it is exposed. Even if the faintest frequency escapes, it can be detected by special means.

"You are in great danger now," the voice in the darkness said in a deep voice.

"Do you think the Taoist sect has done nothing all these years? From the day you settled in Chang'an, you've been watched."

"This time it's a trap, you won't be able to leave Jiangnan Province."

It's no exaggeration to say that for the Daoist sect, Ming Shenshou is now as easy as a flash in the pan.

“Life is full of trials and tribulations, and only through such trials can one be courageous and diligent.” Myojin Hisashi grinned, his eyes gleaming with a unique brilliance.

"This place used to be a place of worship for my Wuwu Sect. If you hide here, I will help you find a physical body first." The figure in the darkness was silent for a moment, then said.

"Without the incense offerings, how can the Dharma lineage be passed on?" Ming Shenshou said coldly.

"Don't die!"

The figure in the shadows gave him a deep look, then turned and left.

"I possess supernatural powers, how can I die!?"

Ming Shenju watched the departing figure and murmured softly.

Suddenly, the firelight flickered, and images of the past flashed through his mind.

There have been people in this world who have discussed his life and death.

At that time, he was still young and had awakened supernatural powers. In the darkness, he clearly sensed that he had awakened supernatural powers. That power was like a gift from heaven, hidden in his body, but he could not find any mystery in it.

What is called divinely bestowed supernatural power is an unparalleled strength for others, but it has no magical properties on him.

That was abandoned power, ironic and laughable.

"Is divinely bestowed supernatural power really a joke?"

At that time, he seemed to have truly become a joke, a liar in everyone's eyes who only knew how to attract attention.

A divine gift, one in ten thousand, that is the true pride of heaven, how could a fraudster like him possibly attain it?
And so he was despised, rejected, and even loathed.

He secluded himself, developed deep self-doubt, and even began to think that the mysterious reaction was just an illusion, an illusion of wanting power.

Until one day, he killed someone and got stained with blood.

That was a being who had truly awakened divine powers, yet he died before him, falling into a pool of blood.

An unprecedented power flowed from that person into his body, and the crimson color filled his heart, bringing with it a sense of awareness and ecstasy.

"So, this is my power."

"Reversing the Divine Mechanism!"

He laughed, a wild and unrestrained laugh, a laugh without any regard for others. The mockery and contempt of those people seemed to turn into a cry of fear and awe.

The irony of fate was laid bare at this moment.

It turns out that those people are the real clowns. One day, they will tremble and be terrified by the power within them.

Only then will they know what true supernatural power is.

"Young man, your power is so special that it is mesmerizing."

Just then, a detached voice came from behind him. He turned around abruptly, his eyes showing no hesitation in killing, only the ruthlessness of having his secret discovered.

However, there was nothing in front of him, not even a shadow of a person.

"Your future will be incredibly bright, and your name will resound throughout the world..."

"All the supernatural powers in the world will be yours to possess; do not waste this power bestowed by Heaven."

The mysterious voice echoed in his ears, deep and resonant.

"I have a word for you."

"What?" he asked instinctively, as if talking to thin air.

"Success and failure both stem from supernatural powers."

"What do you mean?"

"The supernatural powers in this world cannot be taken away at will. When you encounter those supernatural powers that cannot be taken away... that is your death day."

The cold words slowly dissipated, and Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit flickered like flames, growing ever more intense.

"Success was due to supernatural powers, and failure was also due to supernatural powers!?"

"All the supernatural powers in the world are my resources!"

A mocking expression appeared on Ming Shenshou's primordial spirit, its radiant light profound and mysterious, overshadowing even the bright moon!

(End of this chapter)