Pure Yang!

Chapter 447 All Dharmas Bloom Like Flowers! Divine Light Appears in the Mind (5k Long Chapter)

A single step can feel like an eternity.

That's a world of difference.

That's heaven and earth.

"and many more!"

Zhang Wuming's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm.

He knew all too well the terrifying power of the "mud ball" nurtured by nature.

If we consider the "mud ball" of an ordinary human being as a house, and the primordial spirit shines like a radiant light, then upon entering a lifetime, there is an image of a white light emerging from an empty room.

However, the "Mud Pill" that is naturally formed and nurtured by nature is like a vast void or an endless abyss.

No matter how strong the radiance of the primordial spirit is, once it enters it, it is like a stone sinking into the sea or mud sinking into the abyss. In the end, it will dissipate into the endless chaos, without a trace of its brilliance, and will eventually vanish.

This is why the naturally born spirit is considered the most terrifying existence in the mortal world.

Born of Heaven and Earth, possessing the power of creation and enduring countless tribulations, once born into the world, they can be considered immortal and indestructible.

The Niwan (a point on the body) floats in the empty room, yet there is no primordial spirit to guard it.

All methods and techniques are almost useless to them.

Such an unusual existence has almost no weaknesses, especially its methods such as the primordial spirit, which are practically useless.

Rumble…

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Fan took a step, the "pine cones" on the strange stone tree rippled with a mysterious energy, and the surrounding light seemed to disappear.

The place where the "pine cone" was located was like a long, dark night, silent and dark, as deep as an abyss.

hum...

Almost at the same moment, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, as if it had come from the same place and was going back to the same place, directly disappeared into the strange "pine cone".

Suddenly, the radiance around the "pine cone" dimmed further.

In the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and thunder roared from the depths of the heavens, as if the heavens were enraged.

“If strange phenomena occur in the human world, the heavens and earth will surely change!” Zhang Wuming’s expression changed drastically.

The moment Zhang Fan's primordial spirit entered the strange "pine cone," it seemed to have a profound impact, and a subtle change quietly arose in the darkness.

"His primordial spirit... its radiance is dissipating." Zhuang Yumin's face paled.

She could sense that Zhang Fan's primordial spirit was constantly weakening. Even a primordial spirit as powerful as his would be annihilated after entering the "pine cone".

“Those are mud balls, naturally formed and nurtured by nature,” Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

Just now, he went berserk and nearly died from demonic possession simply because his primordial spirit approached.

Moreover, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit directly entered the "pine cone".

“The gestation of a naturally born spiritual embryo begins in the Niwan point,” Zhang Wuming said through gritted teeth.

The conception of a divine being is extremely difficult. From its initial form until its birth into the world, it must endure countless trials and tribulations.

Just like the innate spiritual embryo of [Chanbao Mountain], if it hadn't been discovered in advance by the masters of Longhu Mountain, who had plotted for hundreds of years in an attempt to use the corpse-dissolving method to borrow the body's aperture to become an immortal, it might not have survived to this day and would probably have already met its demise.

Even so, the innate spiritual embryo has not yet truly taken shape, and it will be at least a hundred years before it is born.

Such an existence is rare throughout history. Apart from those in the Pure Yang Limitless Realm, it is probably difficult to match it. Even a Celestial Master would pale in comparison to a naturally born spiritual embryo.

Therefore, even if that "mud ball" is only in its rudimentary form, it is not something that an ordinary primordial spirit can touch.

Rumble…

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit shone brightly.

The light of the primordial spirit pierced through the endless night. Its brightness was so great that even the primordial spirits of Zhuang Yumin and Zhang Wuming became blurred, as if they were about to merge into that light at any moment.

"His primordial spirit is terrifying!?" Zhuang Yumin was greatly shocked, feeling as if her brow and heart were about to crack open.

Her primordial spirit trembled and struggled, as if it were about to abandon her and merge into the boundless light.

Throughout her cultivation, she has never seen a human spirit so radiant.

"Incredible, how exactly did he cultivate?" A voice seemed to be asking in Zhuang Yumin's mind.

She considered herself exceptionally talented, having practiced all the Taoist methods passed down from Mount Luyin, and even studied the experiences and summaries of her predecessors. While she could not claim to have mastered all the Taoist methods of her sect, she had at least received the blessing of her ancestor and achieved a certain level of proficiency.

However, the light displayed by Zhang Fan's primordial spirit completely overturned Zhuang Yumin's understanding.

Can the human spirit truly be cultivated to such a level?!
A thought gives rise to a radiant light, and the Dharma illuminates heaven and earth.

This kind of atmosphere already shows the influence of great Daoist alchemists throughout history.

Rumble…

Suddenly, strange fluctuations rose, and the inside of the "pine cone" seemed to be writhing in the chaotic void. With each breath, it completely annihilated the radiance of Zhang Fan's primordial spirit.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit vanished into the endless void like a speck of dust, unaware of the heavens above or the earth below, drifting aimlessly in a daze.

Such exile is like a secret within the womb, returning to nothingness.

"Destroyed? Even his powerful primordial spirit couldn't touch this thing?" Zhuang Yumin's heart trembled.

If it were her, her primordial spirit would probably be extinguished before it even came into contact with the "pine cone," and her primordial spirit would enter stillness and vanish into nothingness.

“That is something that is naturally formed and nurtured by nature, how can it be tainted by mortals?” Zhang Wuming said solemnly.

"Back then, the naturally born spiritual embryo of Baihe Temple made a move, and even the Three Corpse Daoist almost died at his hands."

"Baihe Temple... Are there really living, naturally born spirits in this world!?" Zhuang Yumin was deeply moved.

Even as a disciple of Luyin Mountain, she had never encountered anything so secretive.

“Not bad,” Zhang Wuming said solemnly.

At that time, the Three Corpse Taoist had already achieved great power, but he had not yet entered the ranks of the world's number one masters. Such a Three Corpse Taoist was killed by the innate spiritual embryo of the White Crane Temple, and his primordial spirit was shattered.

One of his confidantes also died at the hands of the other party, and even the then-ruler of the Yuan Palace perished on the spot.

Such beings, if they do not appear in the world, ensure peace and tranquility for all years. Once they do appear, they are virtually invincible and can almost sweep across the eight wastelands and ten regions.

“The Three Corpses Taoist cultivates the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate…” Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

Even though he had not yet become the number one in the world at that time, his Three Corpses Divination had already reached a high level, and there were only a handful of people in the world who could challenge him.

Even so, he still harbored resentment in the face of the naturally born spirit of Baihe Temple.

This is because the naturally born spiritual embryos do not have an innate primordial spirit. Most importantly, their Niwan (mud pill) is extremely special, like an endless void, capable of annihilating all primordial spirits and heavenly light.

This was almost one of the most tragic calamities in the life of the Three Corpse Taoist.

Later, when he achieved great supernatural powers and became invincible, his first act was to seek out the White Crane Temple and nearly destroy the innate spiritual embryo. The latter was like a stray dog, forced to hide in a dark and hopeless place, barely clinging to life.

It wasn't until sixty years ago, when the Three Corpses Taoist passed away at the summit of Mount Tai, that He dared to show His face.

As a result, Chu Chaoran attained the Dao of Pure Yang Limitless and personally came to seek his guidance.

Since then, there has been no further news about the naturally born spirit at Baihe Temple.

“I told him not to rush, not to rush,” Zhang Wuming said through gritted teeth.

The Three Corpse Taoist had suffered greatly; even though it was only the rudimentary form of the Niwan (a type of magical body), it was still a terrifying sight.

Rumble…

Just then, in the endless void, a wisp of energy suddenly rose up, swirling like a raging fire dragon, and instantly formed the tip of the Blazing Sword.

"The Dharma Intent of Lu Zu, the Fire Dragon Elixir Sword!?"

Zhang Wuming was stunned for a moment. For some reason, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit began to cultivate Taoist techniques at this moment.

hum...

The endless void trembled, and the sharp edge formed by the fiery dragon was instantly annihilated, suppressing Zhang Fan's primordial spirit aura once again.

The next moment, beneath the primordial spirit's feet, a phantom rose proudly, a magnificent throne of a Dharma King, a majestic jade platform, with nine lotuses clearly visible, and pearls and jewels scattered all over the ground.

"Taiyi Method, the Art of Deliverance from the Dead!"

Zhang Wuming's expression was solemn. Before he could recover, the endless void annihilated the spell once again.

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit seemed to enter a state of annihilation. The next moment, a black wind suddenly rose, whipping up a terrifying fire that revolutionized everything and burned away all.

"Black Wind and Great Fire!"

"What is he doing?" Zhang Wuming frowned, looking puzzled.

“I think I know,” Zhuang Yumin suddenly said.

"What do you know?"

"Can you fill an endless empty valley?" Zhuang Yumin suddenly changed the subject and asked an unrelated question.

Zhang Wuming paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"That's right, you can't do it, nobody in this world can."

“The void is endless; that is the characteristic of the Great Dao,” Zhuang Yumin said solemnly.

"The only way to fill the void is through continuous generation, which is also a characteristic of the Great Dao."

"Endless life!?"

Zhang Wuming's eyes lit up as he looked at Zhang Fan, a sudden realization dawning on him.

"Abandon all thoughts, have no fear, have no sorrow, only the Daoist heart remains..."

"When one law perishes, another law will surely arise."

"That is doing something unintentionally."

"That is the endless cycle of life."

Zhuang Yumin clenched her hands tightly, her eyes shining even brighter.

“Non-action!?” Zhang Wuming murmured softly.

Rumble…

The black wind and raging fire were abruptly extinguished, yet within the lingering atmosphere, something indescribable and inexplicable seemed to be imprinted on the endless void, like a spirit, like the unseen, indelible and ever-spreading. Whoosh…

The next moment, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit changed again, rising from nothingness and transforming into a sword light that soared up like clouds and waves in a vast ocean, crossing the sea to slay the dragon demon.

"This...this is the Dragon-Slaying Technique of the Xu Family of Chunyang!?" Zhuang Yumin was shocked and could hardly believe it.

The Dragon-Slaying Technique is a closely guarded secret of the Xu family of Chunyang, and even direct descendants may not be able to master it.

Xu Changshou left home because he had not yet received the true teachings, and decades passed without him, which shows how profound this method is.

It appeared within Zhang Fan's primordial spirit at this moment, which was truly unbelievable.

Rumble…

Suddenly, within that mysterious "pine cone," an endless void seemed to writhe, and the enormous, ever-changing ripples instantly annihilated the terrifying sword light.

The Dharma has perished, but the Tao endures. Its invisible imprint, as intense as vital energy, remains forever in the endless void.

Rumble…

Just then, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit seemed to rise from the ashes, and the atmosphere changed once again.

Incense smoke wafted as if coming from the void, and a phantom suddenly rose up, with three heads and eight arms, standing on red lotuses, turning like wind and fire, and red lotuses like fire dragons. Its body was filled with killing karma descending to the mortal world, flying and changing endlessly.

"The Ge Family's Law, the Thirty-Six Great Immortals!"

"The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas!?"

Zhuang Yumin's expression changed again, and even Zhang Wuming couldn't help but show a strange expression at this moment.

In this era, the Dharma-ending Age has arrived. After the great calamity of Taoism, many traditions have withered and their incense offerings have ceased to be passed on. It will be difficult for great cultivators to emerge in the world again.

Techniques like Xu Zu's Dragon-Slaying Method and Ge Zu's Departmental Method are secrets not passed down in the Xuanmen sect. Even among the disciples of this sect, very few have been able to master them.

This is the tragedy of practitioners in the Dharma-ending Age.

As time goes by, in ten or twenty years... I fear that in this mortal world, we will never again see the brilliance of those different schools of Taoism.

However at this moment...

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit changed again. The illusory image of the "Great God of the Three Altars and Seas" dissipated and vanished. Immediately afterwards, another illusory image appeared. He was handsome and dignified, holding a three-pointed double-edged spear. He offered incense and sacrifices to Zhen Guanjiang and was known as Erlang.

"Thirty-six Great Immortals!"

"The True Lord of the Wondrous Dao of Pure Source!?"

Zhuang Yumin was shocked.

As the Dharma-ending Age approaches, in that person's primordial spirit, all dharmas bloom like a profusion of flowers!

"Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Wuming looked solemnly at Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

He didn't know what kind of changes Zhang Fan's primordial spirit had undergone, but it was actually deducing the Taoist methods of various schools and sects. He even saw the shadow of the White Crane Temple.

"Did he harvest the primordial spirit?" Zhang Wuming wondered.

When one law perishes, another will surely arise.

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit seemed to have entered a state that was extremely natural yet endlessly cyclical.

His aura grew stronger, like a brand, spreading throughout the endless void.

His image was everywhere among the pine cones.

"He...he wants to pluck this fruit and turn this mud ball into dust!?"

Zhuang Yumin finally realized Zhang Fan's intention: he wanted to use his mortal body to transform into this innate mud ball.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Suddenly, a strange laugh echoed through the wilderness.

"Zhao Jiexuan, your luck is truly beyond measure."

"What kind of treasure is that?"

A cold, sharp voice followed.

Zhang Wuming's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and saw a familiar figure walking towards him in the moonlight, dressed in black, with a roar like a tiger and a cry like a dragon.

"Qu Zhe!?" Zhuang Yumin exclaimed.

Magu Mountain, Qu Zhe.

At this moment, Zhuang Yumin suddenly remembered that while the Dan Yuan Dharma Assembly was still in progress, the experts from various sects and mountains in Xijiang had already entered Tongluo Mountain.

“Zhao Jiexuan, no wonder you’ve become so famous at the Pure Land Temple, even managing to get that consumptive Xu Changshou out of the mountains.”

Qu Zhe stared coldly at Zhang Fan, clearly still resentful that Zhang Fan had stolen his thunder that day.

"Qu Zhe, what are you doing?" Zhuang Yumin shouted in a deep voice.

Zhang Wuming's expression was solemn. He moved with difficulty, his body still trembling, and he had not yet recovered.

Sure enough, how could such an opportunity not be accompanied by calamity?
"Tsk tsk, looks like he can't move now?" Qu Zhe stared at the motionless Zhang Fan and sneered, "Zhuang Yumin, you're usually so aloof, when did you get involved with this kind of wild man?"

As he spoke, Qu Zhe didn't even look at anyone, took a step forward, and walked straight towards Zhang Fan.

call……

Almost at the same moment, Zhuang Yumin flashed and blocked Qu Zhe's path.

"Go away!"

Qu Zhe shouted and turned his hand, revealing something else in his palm.

It was a magic seal, engraved with mysterious talismans, like a celestial book. Its entire body was like crystal. As soon as it was unleashed, light rose up, illuminating the dark night. Its powerful aura directly sent Zhuang Yumin flying.

"Longhu Mountain Dharma Seal!"

"The Bright Cavern Treasure Seal!?"

Zhuang Yumin's eyes suddenly darkened, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

The Bright Cave Seal ranks eighty-third in the Golden Book of Dharma Seals of Longhu Mountain.

call……

Just then, Zhuang Yumen's lips parted slightly, and the true yang within her body transformed into a white ribbon, like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, forcefully breaking through the dazzling light, bypassing the [Bright Cave Treasure Seal], and heading straight for Qu Zhe.

hum...

Suddenly, a streak of crimson light struck horizontally.

It was a talisman that, under the bright moonlight, transformed into a three-foot-long sword aura, which suddenly surged forth and severed Zhuang Yumin's [Footprint Flowing Light] in two.

"Crimson Sky Sword Talisman!"

"Gezao Mountain!"

"Shen Mingchan!"

Zhuang Yumin suddenly looked up and saw the senior disciple of Gezaoshan slowly walking towards the bottom of the cliff, his eyes cold and fixed on the motionless Zhang Fan.

He knew that this was the best opportunity to kill the monster, and once he missed it, he would never have another chance.

"Tsk tsk, Senior Brother Shen, do you also want a piece of the pie?"

Qu Zhe sneered, but his steps were not hesitant at all. Holding the [Bright Cave Treasure Seal], he walked towards Zhang Fan.

"Young man, this treasure is not for you yet."

Suddenly, a cold, sharp voice rang out.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. They turned around and saw a tall figure suddenly appear in front of Qu Zhe.

The man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, but his skin was smooth and fair, and his exposed arms were completely hairless. It was clear that he had locked in his body's vital energy and blood, preventing his essence from leaking out and transforming it into energy to nourish his brain, thus reaching the realm of "subduing the white tiger."

"A powerful expert at the head of the sect!"

"Horse King Colt!?"

Zhuang Yumin's eyes trembled suddenly. The Dan Yuan Dharma Assembly, the first blessed land, how could it not have a powerful leader?
She recognized the person in front of her; he was a master from Xiling Mountain who had already achieved great success in cultivating his life force and refined his inner core.

"Lin Haitang!?"

Zhuang Yumin turned to look and saw a beautiful figure standing in the distance.

"Yumian, although we are close friends, this is a struggle between different lineages." Lin Haitang said expressionlessly, her usual playful demeanor gone.

As masters of Xiling Mountain, competing for treasures is a way of fighting for the future fortune and prosperity of the sect.

Especially in this degenerate age, those who do not contend are destined to perish.

That's why Qu Zhe came.

Shen Mingchan was also eyeing the situation covetously.

In the end, the strong prevail.

"You guys are still too green."

Ma Wangju coldly shouted, his body trembling. With just that terrifying fluctuation, he forced Qu Zhe back, making Zhao Mingchan dare not cross the line.

Compared to the powerful figures at the top of the sect, these young people were ultimately no match.

"This treasure is destined for my Xiling Mountain." Ma Wangju grinned, looking at the pine cones on the stone tree, his eyes sparkling with a unique brilliance.

Rumble…

Just then, Zhang Fan, who had been sitting cross-legged under the stone tree, suddenly opened his eyes.

“Everyone must die!”

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation rose from between Zhang Fan's brows, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, as if mountains and rivers were being destroyed, hiding immense terror.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling divine light appeared, as if it came from a cave or opened from an eye. The terrifying fluctuations stirred the air and spread like ripples. The next moment, the dazzling divine light shot out with lightning speed, piercing through the body of the Horse King Colt.

puff...

Ma Wangju's expression changed drastically, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He felt a soft "crack" inside his body, and his inner core was shattered by that divine light!
(End of this chapter)