Pure Yang!

Chapter 434 A Born Spiritual Child, Few in the Mortal World Can Rival Him! Xuanwu Rejects the Corpse
Lingbao Secret Palace, a deep and secluded karst cave.

The light emitted by Dan Liuying was like that of stars, illuminating this dark underground world.

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged on a large blue stone above the underground river. Three feet above his head, his primordial spirit floated in the air. The ninefold primordial light had already been refined into a single piece, like firelight, emerging from the Yuan Palace, descending to the Jiang Palace, refining essence and qi, transforming yin and yang, and sinking into the Xuan Palace.

At this moment, the aura surrounding him resonated even more deeply with the artistic conception of the "Dragon and Snake in Harmony" inscribed on the dome.

"Kid, you're really lucky."

A deep, hoarse voice rang out, filled with deep emotion.

call……

Just then, Zhang Fan stopped cultivating, his primordial spirit returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Since consuming the [Dragon-Snake Pill], he has been in seclusion here for seven days, only occasionally going out to check on Xu Jinian's condition, and has been cultivating in this secluded place.

It must be said that the [Dragon-Snake Pill] truly possessed the power of heaven and earth. After being swallowed, it became invisible, yet its power seemed to merge into Zhang Fan's body.

If Zhang Fan's body is heaven and earth, then the power of the [Dragon-Snake Pill] is divided into two poles: one nourishes the primordial spirit, and the other refines the physical body.

However, Taoist elixirs are very particular about how they are taken, requiring a hundred days of cultivation.

During this process, the body will undergo various changes, which may require the adjustment of techniques or the biochemical transformation of external substances... It is very detailed and can be described as a vast engineering science.

For example, if one's heart fire becomes excessive after taking elixirs, resulting in heat toxicity, cinnabar may be needed to harmonize it.

This kind of heat toxin can be controlled in the body of a cultivator, but in the body of an ordinary person, it is like a flood or a ferocious beast, not to mention taking cinnabar, which is already poisonous. Adding poison to poison is a way to die.

For this reason, Taoist elixirs are not to be taken by non-cultivators. There are too many taboos. If one casually comes into contact with them in pursuit of longevity, one is more likely to die young.

"If you refine elixirs but don't practice martial arts, you'll end up with nothing in your old age," Zhang Fan lamented.

Only now did he realize how pathetic and laughable it was for emperors, generals, and officials of ancient times to seek immortality through alchemy.

To only refine external elixirs and not internal elixirs is like trying to catch fish by climbing a tree—it's like living towards death.

"It's all a matter of fate, and I've benefited from the legacy of the founder of the Lingbao School," Zhang Fan murmured.

He knew that he might have gotten the Dragon-Snake Pill because of Xu Jinian, and he would probably have to repay this favor to Xu Jinian in the future.

"Originally, with your cultivation level and talent, it would have taken you at least three to five years to refine your inner core and achieve mastery of your life cultivation. Now, it will only take you three months at the latest."

Although the demon king of Tongluo Mountain is sealed here, his eyesight remains sharp.

Once Zhang Fan enters the [Zhaishou] realm, completes the inner core, and comprehends the secret of [Dragon and Snake Harmony], he will be able to use his primordial spirit to reverse yin and yang, mobilize the power of the Tongluo Mountain dragon vein, and help the demon king escape its tribulation and break free from its seal.

Now it seems much easier to accomplish this.

Because the [Dragon-Snake Pill] that Zhang Fan consumed already absorbed the power of the local dragon vein, and being of the same origin and mutually influencing each other, the difficulty was greatly reduced.

"The Lingbao Sect still has some masters. They foresaw the decline of their lineage long ago and actually left behind such methods," the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain exclaimed.

Ordinary people who receive the blessings of the dragon vein can bring prosperity to their descendants.

Those who are powerful and influential, protected by the dragon vein, can become emperors, generals, and ministers.

Those who obtain the blessings of the dragon vein may hope to ascend to immortality.

……

"Throughout history, countless alchemists and powerful demons from mountains and seas have sought to occupy the Dragon Vein, to uncover its secrets, and to ascend to heaven with the blessings of heaven and earth," sighed the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain.

Unfortunately, while dragon veins can be found, the power they contain remains invisible, intangible, inexplicable, and inexplicable.

Even Taoist masters and Xuanmen experts find it difficult to truly fathom the mysteries of this power.

"The world is vast, and there is only one thing that can truly materialize this power."

"A naturally born spiritual being!?" Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically.

A naturally born spirit is truly a product of the creation of heaven and earth, nurtured by the essence of the dragon vein, accumulating countless years and tribulations before it can truly be born in this mortal world.

At this moment, Zhang Fan immediately thought of the [Natural Spirit Embryo] nurtured by Toad Treasure Mountain. Even before it was truly born, it possessed such a magnificent aura, terrifying beyond compare, and even attracted the three great celestial masters to fight over it.

"That kind of thing... only exists in legends," Zhang Fan sighed.

These are born with extraordinary abilities. It is said that as long as they are born into this world, they possess the skills of a celestial master. Most importantly, they have a long lifespan. They cannot be killed by heaven or earth, and their power is terrifying and unpredictable.

This is why such a thing is so rare to be born; the calamity it brings is beyond imagination.

"Senior...have you ever seen a real, naturally born spiritual fetus?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Such things only exist in legends, but the Demon King of Tongluo Mountain was an unparalleled being a hundred years ago, so perhaps he knows something about it.

"Seen it!"

"Seen it!?" Zhang Fan's brow twitched. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still quite surprised to hear this answer from the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain.

Looking back through the long river of history, such a state is even rarer than the Pure Yang Limitless Realm.

"Baihe Temple... hides a naturally born spiritual embryo, a living naturally born spiritual embryo."

The voice of the demon king of Tongluo Mountain became solemn.

"I witnessed that person's power; his strength was terrifyingly unparalleled, reaching the pinnacle of human skill. He directly killed the then-master of the Wuwei Sect's Yuan Palace..."

"You should know that he was the guide of the Three Corpses Daoist and had a very high say in the Wuwei Sect, yet he was beaten to death."

“The Three Corpse Taoist… Zhang Kongming… His primordial spirit was also shattered into pieces. If he hadn’t cultivated the Three Corpse Illumination of Fate, he would have died in that calamity.”

"Oh, right, there was also one of his confidantes who died on the spot... I remember that girl's surname was Li."

With just a few words, Zhang Fan could imagine the brutality of that calamity. Even for someone like the Three Corpse Daoist, his path to invincibility was destined to be bloody.

That ordeal was perhaps one of the most unimaginable pains of his life.

"Oh yes, and the big black dog next to the Three Corpse Taoist... it almost died too, thanks to that clever brat from Zhenwu Mountain..."

"Indeed, back then he was nothing but an ant, how could a naturally born spirit take him seriously?" the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain sneered.

"Chu Chaoran!?"

"Is that big black dog still alive?" the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain asked casually.

"Alive!"

Zhang Fan lowered his gaze and said in a deep voice, "He now has a new name..."

"A new name?"

"Dislike the King!"

"Wang Yan? Does that big black dog dare to call himself king?" the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain laughed.

It's truly a case of "when the cat's away, the mice will play."

“He is a true king…” Zhang Fan murmured.

"The Number One Demon Under Heaven!"

Upon hearing this, the low laughter abruptly ceased.

"The number one demon under heaven!?"

The hidden realm of mountains and seas is teeming with countless demons and monsters. The one who can claim to be the best in the world must be unparalleled among the mountains and seas, invincible among all the demons and monsters.

"That big black dog has actually gone this far..."

“The Three Corpse Taoist… King of Hatred… these two, master and servant, are both at the pinnacle of humanity…” The voice of the demon king of Tongluo Mountain became indistinct.

Back then, that big black dog was nothing more than a rising star in his eyes, so inexperienced that it could be ignored.

But who could have imagined that today, he is the number one demon in the world, and even the former leader of the Tongluo Mountain demons would have to bow down in his presence.

"Yes, a hundred years have passed in the human world... A hundred years of vicissitudes, the mortal world is now very different." The demon king of Tongluo Mountain sighed.

At this moment, if he were still sitting on the ship of the old era, drifting with the current, and had instead boarded the wave of the new era, the world would seem utterly unfamiliar. He longed to go out and see the world as it was today.

"Senior, is the innate spiritual embryo truly that terrifying? How does it compare to the Pure Yang Limitless Realm?" Zhang Fan asked, voicing his curiosity.

“Born with extraordinary talent, he is virtually unmatched in the mortal realm,” the demon king of Tongluo Mountain murmured after a moment’s thought.

Such beings are born and nurtured by nature. They have gone through countless tribulations to be born into the world. Because of this, once they are born, they are almost never subject to any tribulations and are naturally favored by fate.

In other words, they suffer before they are born, and are blessed with boundless good fortune after they are born.

The physical body is nurtured by heaven and earth, and having obtained the essence of the dragon vein, it can be considered immortal.

Even a newly born spirit embryo possesses a physical strength that surpasses that of a fully-fledged master of the Zhai clan.

The most terrifying thing is that the innate spiritual fetus has no primordial spirit.

"This makes them almost without any weaknesses," the demon chieftain of Tongluo Mountain exclaimed.

"Those in the Pure Yang Limitless Realm might be able to easily defeat innate spiritual embryos, but they would be difficult to kill."

Its physical body is perfect and indestructible, and it has no innate primordial spirit. How can you kill such a thing? It's simply impossible to kill!

Not to mention, they also have long lifespans.

"That brat from Zhenwu Mountain...didn't you say he's already entered the Pure Yang Limitless Realm?" Tongluoshan suddenly changed the subject.

“Master Chu,” Zhang Fan corrected.

"Chu Chaoran... that kid is naturally petty. Given his vindictive nature, after entering the Pure Yang Realm, he must have caused trouble for that naturally gifted spirit at Baihe Temple," the demon from Tongluo Mountain guessed.

When Chu Chaoran was young, he suffered a great loss at the hands of that naturally gifted genius. He fled for his life with his big black dog, exhausted, like a stray dog.

In fact, after he achieved great mastery of his cultivation, he did indeed pay a visit.

From that time on, the one born with a divine spirit did not set foot in the mortal world for sixty years.

“He can suppress it, but he can’t kill it,” the demon chief of Tongluo Mountain guessed.

"That's a bit troublesome," Zhang Fan said thoughtfully.

He had not expected that Baihe Temple had such a profound history, enshrining such a terrifying being; its troublesome nature far exceeded his expectations and imagination.

"Senior, is there any way in this world to suppress a naturally born spiritual fetus?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

“Almost none,” the demon king of Tongluo Mountain murmured.

Heaven is fair. People have gone through so many tribulations and gained such good fortune to be born into this world. How could they be so easily destroyed?

"Unless you also have a naturally born spiritual embryo."

"This……"

Zhang Fan curled his lip, thinking that a naturally born spirit is not like a cabbage.

"As far as I know, there are only three living, naturally born spirit embryos in this world," said the demon king of Tongluo Mountain.

One statue is located at Baihe Temple.

One of them resides in the Wuwei Sect, the innate spirit of the Wuwei Sect, guarding the ancestral Taoist temple, never venturing into the mortal world.

There is another one, located on Longhu Mountain.

"Longhu Mountain..."

Zhang Fan seemed to be deep in thought. The great calamity of the Daoist sect had nearly led to the extinction of the Longhu Mountain lineage, and the Zhang family was divided between the north and south.

Is that naturally born spirit still alive?!

hum...

Just then, Zhang Fan suddenly looked up and gazed outside the cave.

Just now, in that instant of disappearance, he actually felt a familiar fluctuation, which was Zhang Wuming's primordial spirit, flickering like a firefly and disappearing with a breath.

"We've finally found him! He's still at Tongluo Mountain." Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

These past few days, he's been hiding in the cave, trying to comprehend the essence of the hermit's realm, and he's almost forgotten about Zhang Wuming.

"Senior, I'm going out for a bit."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan stood up and walked out of the dark and deep cave.

……

The moon hangs high in the sky, a lone crow perches on a branch.

In the hazy night, a barren mountain, hidden in the clouds, is shrouded in darkness. There is no light above, no flowing water around, and it is deathly still, rising up like a burial ground.

"Finally found!"

At the mountain pass, a figure walked through the night. The light from his phone dimmed, illuminating his face, revealing him to be Zhang Wuming.

"Fellow Daoist, this is not a place for you."

Just then, a clear, cold voice came from afar.

The mountain pass was like a fortress, and there sat a figure sitting cross-legged there, guarding the pass.

He was a young man with clear features and handsome appearance. The bright moonlight made his skin appear even whiter, and he wore a Taoist robe, giving him an ethereal look.

"You are Shen Mingchan from Gezao Mountain!?" Zhang Wuming looked at the other person and recognized him at a glance.

During his time in Xijiang, he had already instructed the five abbots—Xiang Nantian, Ling Du, Xiao Xiaole, Hua Wuhuan, and Chang Jinzhi—to collect information on the masters of various sects in Xijiang.

Among them is detailed information about Shen Mingchan, the eldest disciple of Gezao Mountain.

On that day at Qingyun Temple, Ming Shenxiu, who died at Zhang Fan's hands, was Shen Mingchan's junior brother.

Xu Jinian also came in because he met this senior brother who led many experts to accompany the people of Baihe Temple into Tongluo Mountain. It can be said that he came in by chance.

"You know me and are here, so it seems you didn't wander in by mistake."

Suddenly, Shen Mingchan's eyes narrowed sharply, and her powerful aura caused the moonlight around her to shatter and dissipate into a hazy mist.

"What excellent Taoist magic! It's truly the authentic teaching of the Lingbao Sect." Zhang Wuming's gaze darkened slightly as he couldn't help but sigh.

"You can leave now. I'm on guard duty and don't want to kill anyone," Shen Mingchan said calmly.

He was like a knife, its sharpness concealed, still in its sheath, yet showing no murderous intent.

"The Xuanwu Rejects Corpses Land, where the Three Corpses Daoist once faced a life-or-death tribulation," Zhang Wuming suddenly said.

"I'm very curious why Baihe Temple values ​​such an ominous place."

The most important aspect of the dragon vein pattern is the theory of the Four Symbols.

According to directions, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger govern good and bad fortune, the Vermilion Bird governs prosperity and decline, and the Black Tortoise determines life and death.

The place where Xuanwu rejects corpses is where the root of dragon energy has been severed, and the law dictates that death is inevitable. It is a place abandoned by heaven and an extremely ominous place.

If ancestors are buried in such a place, they will surely be plagued by misfortune and their clan will perish.

Therefore, the ancients said, "It is better to offend the White Tiger raising its head than to be afflicted by the Black Tortoise repelling the corpse."

"You even know this?" Shen Mingchan's eyes suddenly lit up, like a blade drawn from its sheath, blocking Zhang Wuming's path.

"The Three Corpse Taoist used misfortune to avert disaster back then. Such methods are rare in the world. He is a member of the Zhang family, so it doesn't matter if he knows about it."

Just then, a soft voice came from behind me.

Zhang Wuming's gaze suddenly darkened. He turned around and saw a graceful figure walking slowly towards him in the moonlight. Who else could it be but Yu Xuanji!

(End of this chapter)