Pure Yang!

Chapter 453 The Supernatural Power of Making Wishes Come True! On the Way to Dragon Tiger Mountain

Three months later.

Three months have passed since the end of the Dan Yuan Dharma Assembly, and the Fan Sect has become the biggest dark horse of this assembly.

Zhang Fan, under the identity of Zhao Jiexuan, won the first blessed land, Tongluo Mountain.

Xu Changshou won the auspicious land of Black Bat Mountain.

Xiao Xiaole and Chang Jinzhi won the Shangji Blessed Land of Ku Laoshan.

The highly anticipated master of Chixia Temple, Xiang Nantian, gained nothing. He was not only defeated by the masters of Sanqing Mountain, but also suffered considerable injuries and has not yet emerged from seclusion to recuperate.

As for Ling Du and Hua Wuhuan joining forces, they were also defeated by the masters of Gezao Mountain and returned empty-handed.

However, Zhang Fan and Zhang Wuming were extremely satisfied with this result.

After all, of the seventeen auspicious burial sites in Xijiang, the mortal sect obtained three, including the first auspicious site, which had already exceeded everyone's expectations.

In addition, the independent cultivators below the level of the head of the vegetarian sect also obtained five medium-auspicious blessed lands and seven small-auspicious blessed lands, which can be considered as unexpected gains.

After all, most of the experts in the mortal sect are independent cultivators with varying levels of strength, so their achievements have already made many people envious.

You should know that when the mortal sect was recruiting independent cultivators, many people were not optimistic and did not join. Now, even if they can apply to join, their status and identity are completely different.

Now, three months have passed.

The Fanmen sect successively established Taoist temples in various blessed lands, and selected those with good aptitude and talent from among their many disciples to cultivate there.

These people mingle in the mortal world. The strongest among them, like Pang Qingyun, have already reached the level of a Great Master. Once they enter the blessed land, if they cultivate a tranquil mind, they will surely be able to make rapid progress in a short period of time.

……

Tongluo Mountain, the headquarters of Fanmen.

In just three months, Zhang Wuming mobilized resources to build a magnificent Taoist temple deep in Tongluo Mountain, covering nearly 500 acres, equivalent to the size of the Zixiao Palace on Zhenwu Mountain.

Although it cannot be compared with major Taoist sites like Sanqing Mountain and Gezao Mountain, it is already quite remarkable that it has achieved such a state in just three months. In other places, it would easily be rated as a 3A-level scenic spot.

Nanwang Palace.

This is where Zhang Fan secluded himself for meditation, a place whose name means "looking north and south".

At this moment, Zhang Fan sat cross-legged in meditation. Three feet above his head, his primordial spirit soared into the sky, his entire body radiating a golden glow. His lingering aura, like the curling smoke of incense, emitted an unusual fluctuation.

Amidst this fluctuation, every brick, every stone, every blade of grass, and even the real Nanwang Palace seemed to vanish into nothingness.

"You're becoming increasingly unfathomable."

Just then, a deep, familiar voice came from outside, filled with profound awe.

hum...

Almost at the same moment, all the strange phenomena disappeared, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, Zhang Wuming walked in from outside the door. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Zhang Fan, who was sitting cross-legged in the center, and revealed a meaningful expression.

"The Three Corpse Daoist truly deserves to be called the number one in the world; his wisdom and talent are truly unparalleled," Zhang Fan murmured, his deep eyes as vast as the heavens, their depths unfathomable.

For the past three months, he has been trying to comprehend the so-called method of "creating a god".

In the Taoist temples under the Fanmen sect, a shrine to the "Fanwang" must be erected. In this way, it is equivalent to a lineage altar. He can sit in Tongluo Mountain and draw incense offerings from all over the world to cultivate his primordial spirit.

Most importantly, the divine tablet of the king began to receive incense offerings and worship.

“In ancient times, only emperors were qualified to bestow titles of deity,” Zhang Fan suddenly said.

Over the long course of time, many deities were granted titles by earthly emperors, received offerings from the people, and passed down their positions through generations, thus acquiring their divine status and immortal names.

For example, Guan Sheng Di Jun, one of the Three Great Demon-Subduing Emperors, was bestowed the title of "Great Emperor of the Three Realms, Divine Might Shakes the Heavens, Guan Sheng Di Jun" during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, becoming a true guardian deity of Taoism.

For example, Zhong Kui, one of the three great demon-subduing emperors, was deified as early as the Tang Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, he was posthumously honored as the "Emperor of the Holy Thunder, Exorcising Demons, Ward Off Evil, Protect the Home, and Bestow Blessings," who was in charge of catching and slaying ghosts.

In ancient times, the conferment of divine titles was the exclusive authority of the emperor on earth, who was acting on the mandate of heaven.

But creating a god is different.

Zhang Fan's approach was considered "heretical" in ancient times, and was even considered "licentious worship."

“To offer sacrifices to things that are not meant to be is to engage in illicit worship,” Zhang Wuming said, shaking his head.

“In ancient times, licentious cults were mostly used to bewitch people and bring disaster to humanity. Therefore, emperors of all dynasties had to prohibit witchcraft, eliminate licentious cults, and abolish miscellaneous gods.”

“But you are different…” Zhang Wuming looked at Zhang Fan with a meaningful expression.

"To create a divine name with the body of a living person, and to enjoy the offerings of incense with one's primordial spirit..."

"There is only one you in the world."

As they spoke, Zhang Wuming couldn't help but ask, "How do you feel about practicing this method?"

"I've heard that in some places, King Fan's reputation has spread. Is it really true that he grants all requests and makes all wishes come true?"

Because they always grant requests, their reputation gradually spreads, and the wider the faith, the more prosperous the incense offerings become.

The incense used to worship this deity is completely different from the incense used for spiritual replenishment in Taoist temples across the country.

"May all your wishes come true!?" Zhang Fan smiled.

"Everyone can have their wishes fulfilled, and so can you, even if you want to achieve pure Yang."

Zhang Fan's words had a charlatan-like quality that left Zhang Wuming stunned.

"To achieve Pure Yang? As long as I want it?" Zhang Wuming asked with a strange expression.

“Not bad,” Zhang Fan nodded.

For the past three months, he has stayed indoors, studying this method and has indeed gained a lot of insights.

"Dao begets one, one life two, two begets three, three begets everything."

“If the innate primordial spirit is one, then the acquired consciousness is two, and the thoughts that arise from the consciousness are three,” Zhang Fan said, sitting down to discuss.

"How can three give rise to all things!?"

Most people should have learned about wave-particle duality, which means that microscopic matter is both particles and waves of different frequencies.

When human consciousness intervenes, it transforms from a particle state into waves of various frequencies.

Human thoughts are also waves of a specific frequency, and from this perspective, they can influence and interfere with the real material world.

This is what is known as "three giving birth to all things".

“That’s what it means to make your wishes come true,” Zhang Fan murmured. “By constantly reinforcing that thought, you can achieve what you desire.”

“That doesn’t make sense. Some people dream of getting rich every day, but I haven’t seen them get rich,” Zhang Wuming said, shaking his head.

“Because people’s thoughts are ever-changing and unpredictable,” Zhang Fan said softly.

"A single breath can give rise to a myriad of thoughts; it is simply beyond one's control."

For example, someone might want to get rich, and once they do, they'll squander it—buying houses, sports cars, and beautiful women, making all those who looked down on them bow down in shame…

But what if you can't get rich?
Will we stay poor forever?

How could someone like me ever get rich?
Stop dreaming...

These thoughts keep arising, and waves of various frequencies influence each other, so naturally they cannot interfere with reality.

"The biggest disease in people is their inability to control their thoughts."

"Because they cannot control their thoughts, they are unable to awaken their innate primordial spirit."

"Because they cannot control their own thoughts, they also cannot control their own destiny."

At this point, Zhang Fan paused slightly.

"Therefore, whether it is worshipping gods, reciting scriptures, or chanting mantras... it is all about strengthening the thought of what you want through concrete faith."

"Think about it, when we pray to gods and Buddhas, do we have no other thoughts besides what we want in our hearts?" Zhang Fan asked.

Zhang Wuming paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Last-minute cramming is mostly useless; their resolve isn't strong enough."

"As the saying goes, sincerity brings results. The more sincere your heart, the purer your thoughts, and the stronger the frequency fluctuations, the more likely you are to achieve your goals."

Zhang Fan chuckled and said, "Therefore, seeking divine intervention is seeking self-help." "I have indeed benefited greatly from practicing this method."

“Whenever someone worships the [King of Mortals], I can sense their thoughts, just like…” Zhang Fan thought for a moment and then suddenly said.

"Quantum entanglement".

"All I did was replenish their other distracting thoughts and strengthen their minds."

"In this way, your requests will naturally be granted and your wishes will come true."

Zhang Fan's words were like revealing a secret.

If you can calm your mind, you can communicate with the divine in all things.

"I see……"

Zhang Wuming looked at Zhang Fan with a solemn expression.

But where there is a request, there will be a response. If one person makes a request, a wisp of divine thought will be given; if ten thousand people make a request, ten thousand wisps of divine thought will be given.

Only Zhang Fan, who cultivated the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate, could become entangled with the primordial spirits of so many people.

Only Zhang Fan, who cultivated the [Divine Demon Holy Embryo], could absorb the thoughts of these people.

So mysterious, yet so perfectly fitting.

The path of "creating a god" seemed tailor-made for him.

In just three months, he not only made unimaginable progress in understanding the principles, but his cultivation also seemed to have undergone unfathomable changes.

Now, Zhang Fan's primordial spirit is like a quantum calculator; once he established his divine position, he is constantly evolving.

"So, if I can control my thoughts and focus on achieving Pure Yang, then it's really possible?" Zhang Wuming suddenly asked.

"Yes, and no," Zhang Fan said solemnly.

"What do you mean?"

"You've forgotten that thoughts arise from consciousness, and are also a major tribulation in cultivation," Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

Even if you can control your thoughts and anchor your outcome, the process cannot be omitted, and various difficulties and tribulations await you in this process.

The stronger the thought and the greater the desire, the greater the calamity will be.

Through countless trials and tribulations, if one's resolve wavers amidst these tribulations, even a slight change in thought can lead to drastic deviations in the outcome.

It's like you're almost at the finish line, but then you fall, and you feel tired, lost, and like you can't see the end...

With this single thought, one loses all chance of reaching the destination.

"Immortals are made from mortals, but I fear that mortals lack the willpower to do so," Zhang Fan murmured.

At that moment, he gained a new understanding and insight into this statement.

"You're becoming more and more like a charlatan, completely cementing your reputation as the King of Van."

Zhang Wuming looked at Zhang Fan, pondering his words, and a look of infatuation welled up in his eyes.

"Haha, the principles of cultivation are actually very simple, but putting them into practice is very difficult," Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Because it is difficult to do, it starts with the simple and gradually becomes more complex. There are all kinds of cultivation methods, and even the breathing techniques have hundreds or thousands of variations.

But as we progressed to the latter part of the road, having verified various truths, we began to simplify the complex and ultimately arrive at the Great Way.

“The idea is neither as mysterious nor as simple as it seems,” Zhang Fan added.

He shared his insights without reservation, just as if Lu Zu had been reincarnated to transmit the Dharma.

"There are many 'masters' online who teach people about 'manifestation,' saying that by receiving cosmic energy and resonating with one's thoughts, one can achieve all desires."

"That's because they've been possessed and fallen into heresy," Zhang Fan sighed.

This material world is inherently a world of various phenomena combined together, both real and illusory.

What did not exist before will also disappear in the future.

Everything that manifests from a thought is like an image in a mirror.

The image was both real and fake.

“Our primordial spirit is like a mirror. We should gradually see the mirror clearly through those images, rather than becoming obsessed with them,” Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

Thoughts are both tribulations and tools for spiritual practice. If one indulges in desires, it will ultimately be nothing but a mirage, an empty dream.

This is similar to when we browse short videos. Big data is like our thoughts, knowing what we want and constantly pushing content that we like to us. But once we get addicted to it, it's just a waste of time and energy.

Therefore, anyone online who claims to be able to help you achieve your desires is a scammer.

Without receiving the true teachings, they presumptuously feign supernatural abilities.

"Holy crap, you're getting more and more into that style." Zhang Wuming was dumbfounded.

"What a charlatan!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, remaining silent, and slowly stood up.

"I've been cooped up for three months, come with me on a trip."

"Going on a long trip? I'm afraid that's not an option," Zhang Wuming said, shaking his head.

"Why?" Zhang Fan asked.

“The Dan Yuan Dharma Assembly ended three months ago, and it seems the Northern Zhang will be sending people soon,” Zhang Wuming said with a solemn expression.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan's gaze sharpened.

Back then, Zhang Wuming represented the Northern Zhang clan when they returned to the Xijiang region.

Now that such a big commotion and spectacle has been made, it's time for someone from over there to come.

"You've done such a great job, they're probably going to give you an important position over there," Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"I'm afraid it might be a blessing in disguise," Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

"How to say?"

"Everyone outside knows that the Fan Sect was co-founded by Zhao Jiexuan and me," Zhang Wuming said in a low voice.

Outsiders may not know who Zhao Jiexuan is, but Baihe Temple does.

"What I'm afraid of is that they've already contacted the Northern Zhang," Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

Originally, he wanted to remain in Xijiang, develop secretly, and accumulate strength before becoming completely independent.

Nowadays, I'm afraid there's no time for that anymore.

"Coming to interrogate me?" Zhang Fan laughed: "Don't be afraid if they come."

The mortal sect is now guarded by the former demon king of Tongluo Mountain.

"In that case, you can just wait for the people from Bei Zhang."

Zhang Fan patted Zhang Wuming on the shoulder.

"You're going to leave me waiting alone?" Zhang Wuming glanced at him sideways.

"Who told you to be the sect leader of the Mortal Sect?" Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Zhang Wuming is the nominal leader of the Mortal Sect.

But he is the only true priest king of the mortal sect!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan swaggered out.

"King Fan!"

Zhang Wuming watched his retreating figure, murmuring to himself, lost in thought.

"You still haven't told me where we're going!"

Suddenly, Zhang Wuming asked.

"Longhu Mountain!"

Zhang Fan waved his hand without turning his head.

(End of this chapter)