Pure Yang!

Chapter 457 The Great Floating Land! You want me to be your son-in-law?

Tongluo Mountain.

The headquarters of the Fanmen sect, Nanwang Palace.

Now, this first blessed land has also gained some incense offerings. However, those who can come here to offer incense are not ordinary people, but rather disciples selected from various branches of the mortal sects, that is, the disciples of those previously scattered Taoist temples.

These people are not highly skilled and have not received any special inheritance or guidance, but they have all awakened their primordial spirit.

Although they are like blank sheets of paper, after entering the first blessed land to cultivate, they will definitely be able to make considerable progress in a short period of time.

A blessed land is one that captures the mysteries of heaven and earth and possesses the spiritual essence of mountains and seas, making it the most suitable place for spiritual cultivation.

In layman's terms, such places have a special magnetic field, making it easier for people to enter a state of "emptiness" and "stillness," allowing their own frequency to gradually align with the natural environment and achieve resonance.

Humanity and nature are united, and they tend to assimilate.

This is the wonderful use of a blessed land.

Therefore, ancient masters of Daoist alchemy would distance themselves from the mortal world, retreat to deep mountains, seek blessed lands, enter grotto heavens, study the Dao and comprehend its teachings, gradually reaching the realm of ascension and becoming one of the immortals on earth.

However, because of the special nature of the "magnetic field," ordinary people are unaware of it and have no way of finding it.

Ordinary people cannot see that "road".

Just like the legend says, the underworld is hidden beneath Mount Tai, and the entrance to the Yellow Springs Road is in Mount Tai, but ordinary people can't find or see it at all.

Even so, various legends about it continue to circulate in the world.

The sacred sites of the goddess Houtu, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak, and other deities who govern the underworld are all located there.

Some even say that people with a "child spirit" destiny should never climb Mount Tai, otherwise they might see that path and stay there.

When Zhang Fan was in junior high school, one of his classmates went to climb Mount Tai with his parents during the summer vacation. After returning, he was diagnosed with leukemia. The school organized a fundraising event, but he passed away not long afterward.

Later, some people said that he was born with a "child spirit" destiny. When he went to Mount Dongyue and was climbing the mountain, he saw a road that did not exist. At that time, he pointed to the road and told his parents that there were many people on the road, but he did not know what kind of scenic spot it was.

This is why, since ancient times, those blessed lands, secret realms, and grotto heavens have been shrouded in mystery and enigma.

In fact, just like spiritual practice, it's not as mysterious as it seems.

It's nothing more than using the false to cultivate the true; the higher the realm, the more true things one can see.

Cultivation is the cultivation of truth!
"You've certainly picked out quite a few good prospects."

Looking south from outside the palace, Zhang Fan walked out and stood in front of the gate. Looking up, he could see the Cangshan Mountain like a monument, surrounding him, with birds flying back and forth and clouds drifting by.

With just a thought, Zhang Fan could sense that there were now thirty-six more people at the Fan Sect headquarters, all of whom were awakened primordial spirits, but their cultivation levels were not high, with the strongest only reaching the second stage of cultivation, the [Art Apprentice].

“In this day and age, the world is corrupt and people’s hearts are restless, making it increasingly unsuitable for cultivation,” Zhang Wuming sighed.

It was already quite an achievement to select these thirty-six people, and even so, their qualifications could not compare with those of the disciples from the ten famous Taoist mountains.

"Fortunately, these people are not highly skilled and still have great potential," Zhang Wuming said calmly.

Among the mortal sects, if one were to select experts, there would still be disciples at the levels of [Mystic Master], [Spiritual Master], or even [High-Ranking Cultivator]. It's just a pity that these people have gone too far down the path and are almost set in their ways, with little potential left to be explored.

If the mortal sect wants to develop and grow stronger, it must cultivate its own direct descendants and its own masters.

Unfortunately, even these thirty-six people were basically the ones that the major sects had rejected; otherwise, how could they have ended up as rogue cultivators?
“True dragons all rise from humble beginnings… Wasn’t Xu Jinian one of the leftovers?” Zhang Fan chuckled. “Perhaps there are hidden gems among these people, they just haven’t been discovered yet.”

“He’s not one of the leftovers,” Zhang Wuming said with a sidelong glance.

“Although he became a disciple of Gezao Mountain, he paid tuition and never truly mastered the teachings,” Zhang Fan said solemnly.

Xu Jinian started working in society after graduating from junior high school. He was an orphan, lost his girlfriend, worked as a food deliveryman, a courier, and a security guard. He had few relatives and little education. He went to the mountains to cultivate himself because he couldn't make a living anymore.

If this person hadn't paid tuition, Gezaoshan wouldn't have let him into the retreat class in the first place.

But now...

“He’s different…” Zhang Wuming shook his head and said, “He was born of the times. To put it bluntly, if he hadn’t met you, he might not have had such luck.”

"I heard that this person now holds a very important position in Gezao Mountain. The sect leader of Gezao Mountain accepted him as a disciple on behalf of his master and directly recognized him as his junior brother."

Nowadays, even the senior disciple of Gezaoshan has to respectfully address Xu Jinian as Junior Uncle.

"Human destiny is truly wondrous," Zhang Fan exclaimed.

Before meeting him, Xu Jinian was practically a nobody in society, but now, in just a few months, he has soared to great heights and his future is limitless.

“Man may have lofty ambitions, but without good fortune, they cannot be realized.” Zhang Wuming sighed, “This is our tragedy, and the limitation of mortals.”

"Why are you suddenly feeling sentimental?" Zhang Fan chuckled.

"What do you think?" Zhang Wuming glanced at him sideways, his expression somewhat grave.

Three days ago, Zhang Fan returned to Tongluo Mountain and told him about meeting Bei Zhang at the foot of Longhu Mountain. Since then, he has not felt at ease.

“Since the Zhang family split into the north and south, I am the only one who has dared to betray the clan,” Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

Zhao Jiexuan is Zhang Fan, a remnant of the Southern Zhang clan.

With this identity confirmed, there's no need for further explanation or any evidence. Zhang Wuming's association with the Southern Zhang is tantamount to betraying the Northern Zhang, making him a traitor beyond reproach.

It now appears that the Northern Zhang had already obtained accurate intelligence; they were merely sending Zhang Mengsheng and Zhang Suxin to confirm it.

"If that's the case, then in the past hundred years of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain, only the two of you have dared to betray the clan," Zhang Fan teased with a smile.

"Two!?" Zhang Wuming was stunned for a moment.

"One is the Three Corpses Taoist, and the other is you."

Zhang Fan put a hand on Zhang Wuming's shoulder and chuckled, "That was once the number one expert in the world."

"In the Zhang family's century-long history, only the two of you have emerged. Your future achievements may not be inferior to his."

"You still have the mind to joke?" Zhang Wuming rolled his eyes.

He was absolutely certain that the Northern Zhang faction had already treated him as a traitor.

"We're going to fall out sooner or later anyway. You're in Tongluo Mountain, with Master Xie in charge. What are you so nervous about?" Zhang Fan reassured him.

The demon king of Tongluo Mountain, Ningxie.

Looking at the world today, there are probably very few who dare to challenge him.

“You don’t understand…” Zhang Wuming shook his head.

"You have no idea how powerful Bei Zhang is."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuming gave Zhang Fan a deep look.

"Don't forget, that's the last line of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain..."

“There are many experts there. Zhang Qianxuan alone is no weaker than your father.”

The two, Bei Qianxuan and Nan Lingzong, were renowned throughout the world, and this was not just a saying.

"Bei Zhang not only possesses the method of conferring gods, but also the [Great Floating Li Earth], and the pure Yang magic treasure left behind by the patriarch!"

Zhang Wuming said meaningfully, "You haven't met a disciple of the Northern Zhang who has obtained a superior Daoist title yet, have you?"

A superior Daoist title represents the pinnacle of the Investiture of the Gods.

Zhang Qianxuan and Zhang Lingzong were both individuals who obtained high-grade Daoist titles.

Zhang Sheng, also known as Zhang Jiuzhen, is a high-ranking Daoist title.

Judging from the likes of them, one can see what kind of demeanor it takes to obtain a superior Daoist title.

“There is a rule in the Northern Zhang: those who obtain a superior Daoist title are qualified to comprehend the [Great Floating Land]…” Zhang Wuming said solemnly.

One of the Nine Methods, the Great Floating Li Earth, is the root of life and death, the mystery of creation. "The Great Floating Li Earth, what kind of alchemy is that?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. You should know that I am not qualified to see such a supreme alchemy technique."

Zhang Wuming sighed, "However, I once heard an elder in my clan say..."

"If the birth of Jia and the death of Gui are the result of life and death, then the Great Floating Li Earth is the myriad manifestations of life and death."

"The myriad aspects of life and death!?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, finding it truly difficult to comprehend the profound mysteries of this alchemy method.

However, it's similar to the relationship between the Wuwei Sect and the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate.

The Dafu Li soil has also been passed down through generations in the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain.

"I know what you're thinking."

Zhang Wuming looked at Zhang Fan as if he could read Zhang Fan's mind.

"With your current achievements, it's almost impossible to find anyone among your peers who can surpass you, but don't forget..."

“The struggle for the orthodox lineage is a life-or-death battle, regardless of seniority or rules. Moreover, according to you, your Three Corpses Calamity has not been completely resolved.” Zhang Wuming frowned.

This is the most pressing issue right now.

"The greater your achievements, the greater your future tribulations will be."

"Embarking on the path of cultivation is fraught with danger to one's life at any moment."

Zhang Wuming looked at Zhang Fan, his words abruptly ending.

“I understand.” Zhang Fan paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, “So, I’m planning to go out and look for clues about the Corpse-Slaying Sword.”

"That thing only exists in legends. Do you have any clues?" Zhang Wuming asked, frowning.

Regarding the Nine Weapons and the Corpse-Slaying Sword, those things are even more ethereal and elusive than the Nine Laws and the Pure Yang Realm.

"Yes," Zhang Fan nodded.

Inside the Tianshi Temple, the murals behind the bronze mirror provide a clue.

All five great magic swords have had interactions with the [Corpse-Slaying Sword].

This might be the only clue Zhang Fan could access.

"Contact? How would you contact them?" Zhang Wuming rolled his eyes and said, "The five great magic swords you mentioned are all pure Yang magic treasures."

Who allowed you to make contact?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan remained silent.

The Five Great Swords: Chunyang Sword, Changchun Sword, Laojun Sword, Taiyi Sword, and Xuzu Sword.

The one he has the best chance of getting his hands on is the Pure Yang Sword. This treasure is located on the cliff of the Nanxuan Palace in Zhenwu Mountain. Anyone can see it by buying a ticket for 280 yuan.

Zhang Fan had seen it more than once; it was indeed unremarkable, and he couldn't see anything special about it.

Moreover, unlike the other four great magic swords, the origin of the Pure Yang Sword is quite mysterious. It is said that it fell from the sky, that it was a sword thrown to the mortal world by an immortal, and landed on Zhenwu Mountain.

For this reason, this sword can be said to have no origin, and its provenance is even more elusive.

Forget about the Changchun Sword; it's a treasure of the Chunyang Qiu family.

Zhang Fan still has the lives of Qiu family members on his hands. Not only him, but Ge Shuangxiu also has them on his hands. It's just that the Qiu family themselves are unaware of this and have blamed the Wuwei Sect for it.

Furthermore, since one of the Qiu family's Celestial Masters died in Qin Gu Town at the hands of Zhang Tianyang, this Pure Yang family, which has a history of thousands of years, has become even more low-key, making it impossible for an outsider to come into contact with Pure Yang magic treasures.

"Laojun Sword..." Zhang Fan pondered for a moment.

Given his relationship with the Qi brothers, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, if he were to ask for their help...

"Even a successor of the Daoist sect cannot easily access the sect's pure Yang magic treasures."

Zhang Wuming seemed to see through Zhang Fan's thoughts and said directly, "I know you have a good relationship with the Qi brothers of Lao Jun Mountain, but why did you bring this up?"

"Now that you've made this request, in what capacity will you go up the mountain?"

"You should know that many experts from Lao Jun Mountain hold positions in the Dao Alliance Headquarters and have a good relationship with Baihe Temple," Zhang Wuming reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan abandoned the idea.

The Taiyi Sword is a pure Yang magic weapon from Zhongnan Mountain.

Li Yishan is currently in Chang'an City.

In addition, Qin Ergou and Meng Qiwu are both disciples of Zhongnan Mountain...

"Let's forget about it." Zhang Fan shook his head.

His desire to access the [Taiyi Sword] was even more troublesome. Putting aside the fact that he had previously stolen the opportunity from An Wuyang, the successor of Zhongnan Mountain, in Maoshan, Zhang Fan was already somewhat unable to bear the thought of Master Ye Beichen.

His parents' relationship with this Master Ye was too complicated.

Zhang Fan didn't want to ask this person for help behind Zhang Lingzong's back...

Uncle Ye!?

"Garlic bird, garlic bird!" Zhang Fan quickly shook his head, suppressing his crazy idea.

What came to your mind?

Seeing Zhang Fan's strange expression, Zhang Wuming couldn't help but ask.

"No...nothing."

“Actually, the one you can easily get your hands on is Xu Zujian,” Zhang Wuming suddenly said, changing the subject.

"Why?" Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.

“Your relationship with the Xu family is unusual,” Zhang Wuming explained.

"Back then, your grandfather established the 'Coffin Carrying Association' and became sworn brothers with Xu Xuanguan of the Xu family..."

“Xu Xuanguan is the sixth son in the family. Although he has been away from home for many years, his strength is undeniable. If he steps in, all problems will be solved.”

Zhang Wuming's understanding of Zhang Fan's situation was somewhat abnormal.

"The only problem is that we don't know where this big shot is."

Zhang Fan remained silent. He did know where Xu Xuanguan was, but he instinctively felt some resistance, even aversion, to these Celestial Master level experts.

Especially among the former members of the Southern Zhang clan, no one knows exactly what kind of extraordinary roles they played when the Southern Zhang clan was destroyed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know." Zhang Wuming changed the subject after seeing Zhang Fan's reaction.

“Xu Changshou is also a member of the Xu family. He has been away from home for many years and has now reached the Zhai Shou realm. If he goes back, it will be a glorious return to his hometown. It is only right that he pays homage to his ancestors and offers up the Pure Yang magic treasure.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up. After all, this was the most reliable method.

"Actually, there is an even more reliable way."

"What?" Zhang Fan asked instinctively.

"Isn't your ex-girlfriend from the Xu family?" Zhang Wuming pointed out.

“If you marry into the Xu family and change your surname to Xu, their precious child will become your precious child, won’t they?” Zhang Wuming said with a slight smile.

"You want me to be a live-in son-in-law?" Zhang Fan asked with a strange expression.

(End of this chapter)