Pure Yang!

Chapter 464 The Ninth Method, The True Nature of Immortals

The night is dark and the wind is high; the waves are surging.

On the great river, the treasure ships sailed like fortresses, and the bright moonlight seemed to be mixed with the waves, smashed and scattered.

On the deck, that chilling whisper, like an arrow released from a bow, pierced the sky and drew everyone's attention.

"What did you say?"

Hu San Niang turned around and looked at Zhang Fan with great interest.

Tonight, she came for Lin Jianyue and didn't notice this "unremarkable" man.

Xu Jiuzhi's gaze sharpened slightly as she looked at Zhang Fan with some surprise.

"You are quite powerful to enter the mortal world in your demon form, and you are even bolder," Zhang Fan said calmly. "But you have cultivated to such a level, yet you still do not understand the principle that trouble comes from the mouth."

"In the end, they are just creatures with fur and horns."

Upon hearing this, Xu Jiuzhi's expression changed drastically, and she couldn't help but look at Lin Jianyue.

"Clothed in fur and horns" refers to a beast that is covered in fur and has horns, and has not yet taken on a human form.

Four simple words are nothing to cultivators, but for demons and ghosts, they are extremely vulgar insults.

Back when Chu Chaoran's supernatural powers were not yet fully developed, he once pointed at the white crane at the White Crane Temple and cursed it as "a creature with feathers and horns, a being with bones stuck in its heart," which angered the white crane, which chased him for three days and three nights.

To utter such words in front of demons and ghosts is tantamount to exposing their shortcomings and revealing their true nature.

Hu San Niang paused for a moment, her smile not fading, but now tinged with a hint of coldness.

“Interesting. Since I mastered the art of sorcery, no one has ever dared to say such a thing in front of me.”

"Mastery of demonic arts?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this.

"The Way has no end; how can one achieve great success?"

"With your limited skills, you dare to speak so presumptuously?"

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp aura soared into the sky, startling the moonlight and causing the waves to surge.

At this moment, the smile on Hu San Niang's face vanished completely, and a hint of sinister anger finally appeared on her beautiful face.

"You sharp-tongued brat, today I'll teach you on behalf of your master what it means to have trouble come from the mouth."

hum...

With a sharp shout, Hu San Niang's fierce aura spread out like the tide, arriving in countless layers as expected, a torrent of water engulfing the world.

Lin Jianyue paled, feeling as if she had fallen into a boundless, raging ocean, submerged in that fierce aura.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, every inch of her flesh bearing immense pressure, as if it would be torn apart at any moment.

His primordial spirit trembled uncontrollably, and in his fear, he saw only an undying radiance.

That radiant light was like the eye of an endless ocean, capable of both life and death, terrifying beyond compare.

"The Supreme Realm of Fasting!?" A voice seemed to roar in Lin Jianyue's heart.

Within the Hu family, someone who can inherit the title of "Third Grandmother Hu" is no ordinary person.

Throughout history, for any demon or ghost to cultivate to the highest level of spiritual cultivation is an extraordinary achievement, a miracle of spiritual and magical cultivation, one in ten thousand.

Especially now that the Dharma-ending Age has arrived and one's life cultivation has reached its peak, one naturally has no taboos.

"Third Sister!"

Xu Jiuzhi's face trembled with shock. She wanted to dissuade him, but she was too weak to speak.

At this moment, she was like a small boat on a vast ocean, drifting with the current, unable to control herself.

Before a powerful master, even a disciple of the Pure Yang Xu family, whose cultivation level is insufficient, can only falter and be filled with fear.

"Kid, what did you just say? Say it again."

Hu San Niang's words echoed in everyone's ears, a hint of mockery beneath the indifference.

"I say, who is it that can't get off this ship today?"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice rang out.

Hu San Niang's eyes suddenly trembled.

Rumble…

Immediately afterwards, everyone's faces trembled, and they felt the fierce aura, as vast as the ocean, suddenly vibrate, and the primordial spirit of Hu San Niang appeared in the sea eye at the center.

It was a fox, its entire body silvery-white, as if bathed in the moonlight.

It sits in the center of the "vast ocean," exuding an aura of nobility and supreme power.

Suddenly, the entire raging sea began to churn violently, with towering waves and the sky seemingly collapsing.

The vast天地 (heaven and earth), encompassing the raging ocean, instantly transformed into black and white.

The black and white colors seemed to be the true colors of the world.

"This...this is..."

Rumble…

Suddenly, the black and white colors began to spin wildly, rubbing against each other, completely dissipating the fierce aura that was like a vast ocean. Then, the black and white colors, like a giant hand, reached into the center of the "sea eye" and seized the primordial spirit of the silver-white fox.

"You are……"

Hu San Niang screamed in disbelief.

Her primordial spirit was like an endless ocean, swallowing all other primordial spirits. But who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, she would fall into an even more vast world, only to find that her primordial spirit had fallen into the hands of others?

"The Supreme Master Realm, with Great Perfection of Life Cultivation? This man is a Supreme Master expert!?"

At this moment, Xu Jiuzhi's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and her beautiful eyes revealed deep shock.

She couldn't believe that the man who had come with Lin Jianyue was actually a powerful expert from the Zhai sect.

At such a young age, he has already cultivated his inner elixir and achieved great success in his life cultivation!
"he……"

At this moment, Lin Jianyue's eyes also showed a look of utter shock.

Only a few months have passed since they parted ways in Chang'an, yet who could have imagined that Zhang Fan has already stepped into a completely new world?

"You...who are you?"

Hu San Niang's primordial spirit struggled and roared amidst the black and white colors.

She felt as if she had fallen into an endless abyss, and all that answered her was eternal loneliness.

"Now you should know what it means to have trouble coming out of your mouth, and what it means to be out of reach of others."

Zhang Fan's voice echoed in this desolate and endless abyss world.

Hu San Niang's primordial spirit trembled. She seemed to see Zhang Fan's figure, standing tall and majestic between black and white, like the sole ruler of this world.

That atmosphere filled her with utter despair.

At that moment, she was somewhat dazed.

She had seen a man like that, with that kind of aura, before.

With ambitions soaring higher than the heavens, one's skills can reach the divine.

"Zhang Tiansheng..."

Hu San Niang murmured softly, feeling that the figure in front of her was slowly overlapping with the imprint in her memory.

Rumble…

The black and white colors flowed, like daytime and nighttime, and a spark of light slowly seeped into her primordial spirit.

The endless light and shadow seemed to flow backwards through the years, gradually converging like ink paintings.

That winter, heavy snow fell.

The rivers in Tianjin were covered with thick ice, and boats were stranded at the riverbank docks. Goose feathers fell everywhere, and the landscape was covered in frost.

Amidst the vast snow and on the frozen river, the sounds of a grand banquet seemed to emanate from the small building that appeared out of nowhere.

"Brother Jiang, the Dao Alliance is newly established, and you still managed to make it here."

"It's my second son's wedding, I have to come."

"Unfortunately, the weather isn't cooperating. Eighth Brother, the scenery of this northern land is just like your Changbai Mountain."

"The ice is still frozen, and the snow has blocked the roads... Second Brother, it seems even the heavens don't want you to marry Sixth Brother's sister back to Jiangnan."

"Fourth brother, if you can't chat, you should stay in Zhongnan Mountain."

Inside the dimly lit building, figures moved about like a revolving lantern, and the sounds of clinking glasses filled the air.

"If the heavens do not cooperate, then let the mountains and rivers be transformed!"

Suddenly, a long, heroic roar came from the small building on the icy river, the sound carrying north and south, even making the fierce winds of the north bow their heads.

Immediately afterwards, a window on the small building opened, and a gust of wind, sharp as a knife and carrying heavy snow, rushed in all at once.

The next moment, a figure leaped out of the small building and landed on the frozen river.

At that moment, a small, silvery-white fox darted out from the riverbank, its eyes filled with deep curiosity as it looked at the unexpected figure on the river.

That solitary figure appeared so small in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, as if it would be swallowed up by the swirling snow at any moment.

Suddenly, the gale on the river seemed to stop, and the heavy snow seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

The solitary, gaunt figure's left hand hung limply, while his right hand slowly rose, as if forming a hand seal, a murky aura emanating from his body. "Second brother, what are you doing?"

Just then, a cold voice came from inside the small building, carrying a hint of unease.

"Given the celestial phenomena, do not entertain any unfounded thoughts."

Another voice came from inside the small building, carrying a deep warning.

"With just a little sincerity, why worry that my path won't reach the divine?"

Suddenly, the solitary, thin figure murmured softly.

The great river flowed like a dragon, the northern land was frozen, and in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, that figure seemed to have vanished, and his primordial spirit seemed to have returned to heaven and earth.

Everyone's expression changed drastically. Then, a huge hexagram appeared on the surface of the river, with six horizontal lines connected, representing pure Yang giving rise to Qian.

"Qian Gua!"

Qian represents Heaven.

What is heaven?
The cycle of beginning, success, prosperity, and perseverance is the way of Heaven.

The changes of the four seasons are nature.

The heavens give birth to all things.

The one who governs all the ministers is Heaven.

……

Rumble…

At this moment, the location of that hexagram seemed to be the very sky itself.

It is the master of all things.

It is the only one in this universe.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a warm feeling rose up between heaven and earth, and the frozen river began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. The long river ran through the north and south, and in the mountains on both banks, there was a touch of spring in full bloom, which disrupted the order of the four seasons, like clusters of flowers, adorning the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with red makeup.

Winter fades and spring arrives, bringing forth a riot of color; a thousand miles of rivers and mountains are adorned in crimson.

This was the grand gift Zhang Tiansheng presented to Xu Jiawenjun.

At this momentous change in the heavens and earth, everyone in Tianjin was alarmed. On the riverbank, whether they were Xuanmen cultivators or mountain spirits, they all revealed themselves, witnessing this astonishing scene before them.
The silvery-white fox stared at the lone, thin figure that was faintly visible on the river, its eyes gleaming with a strange light.

"If the way of divination is like this, then one has already attained divine understanding..."

"A divine divination!!!"

Inside the small building, a sigh fell, filled with deep emotion.

Rumble…

As the endless light and shadow shattered, amidst the flowing black and white light, Hu San Niang's primordial spirit trembled and trembled...

As ink and water combine, a new picture slowly rises before us.

Time flies, and more than twenty years have passed.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and in the vast darkness, a silver fox darted out. She looked at the locked high-rise buildings before her, feeling desolate and forlorn. Now, who still remembers the glory and splendor of this place in the past?

More than twenty years have passed since that grand wedding. She often comes back, looking at the tall buildings in front of her, not knowing whether she is reminiscing about the wedding or about the man's charm.

call……

Suddenly, a night breeze blew by, and the silver-white fox turned around sharply, alert.

"Who?"

Under the soft moonlight, a man walked across the river. He was still thin and lonely, but his face showed signs of age and hardship. He had a stubble beard, and his deep eyes held the ruthlessness and blemishes of time.

"It's you..." The silver-white fox's heart trembled, and the soft light in its eyes seemed to melt away.

She never imagined that she would see that man again in this lifetime.

"A fox?" The newcomer looked at him and murmured softly.

"I've seen you before. You were watching the fun when I got married."

"You actually remember..." The silver-white fox's eyes were shining.

At that moment, she felt that even if she died, it would be worth it.

The solitary figure merely smiled but remained silent. He arrived at the small building, the night wind ruffling his disheveled hair, his gaze growing ever more profound and melancholic.

"I hate that you are not like the moon over the river tower, always by my side, never to be parted..."

The solitary, thin figure murmured softly.

The silver-white fox couldn't understand the meaning of those words; she only felt as if her heart was being crushed by them.

"My hatred for you is like the moon over the river tower, sometimes full and sometimes waning, sometimes full and sometimes waning, when will we be reunited?" The lonely, thin figure sighed softly.

"You... shouldn't I be here?" the silver-white fox whispered.

"Everything has a reason." The solitary, thin figure shook his head and said, "Your appearance here and our meeting must not be a coincidence."

"Perhaps, in the distant future, our meeting will be a seed."

"Seeds?" The silver-white fox looked puzzled.
"If it is a seed, it will surely bear fruit." The solitary, thin figure patted the little fox's head. "No need to rush, just wait patiently."

The silver-white fox, puzzled, tilted its head and suddenly asked, "Where is Miss Xu? Why didn't she come back with you?"

"She...she's gone," the solitary, thin figure said sadly.

"Gone? How could she be gone? She was such a radiant person..." the silver-white fox asked, puzzled.

"Everyone will be gone, whether it's her or me..."

"This is fate!"

"Fate?" The silver-white little fox chewed on the word in confusion.

When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fate turns, even heroes are powerless…

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the river.

"Heaven and earth have an end, and all things are born and die. Even if the once-great Longhu Mountain no longer exists, an individual ultimately feels insignificant in the face of the vast and boundless Dao."

In the vast darkness of night, a small boat came from afar, and on it was a figure, seemingly hidden in the endless night, whose shape and appearance could not be seen.

“Zhang Tiansheng, you are indeed an anomaly in the Zhang family, for you have witnessed the great calamity that is not far away.”

“Indeed, I sensed that calamity; the entire Nan Zhang lineage will be destroyed because of it.” The solitary, thin figure clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a trace of weariness and vicissitude.

"To be aware of cause and effect, yet powerless to reverse fate, is the tragedy of a great spiritual practitioner."

Above the great river, the mysterious figure murmured softly, revealing admiration: "However, to have reached this level, you have already exceeded my expectations."

"You really are the variable that exists outside of destiny."

"Should I thank you for your compliment?"

In front of the small building, Zhang Tiansheng raised his eyes slightly, looked at the figure on the river, and said calmly, "A thousand-year-old demon."

"Now that you've seen the result, you should know that nothing you do can change it."

"Since we can't change it, let's turn that outcome into a seed," Zhang Tiansheng said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the mysterious figure on the river suddenly fell silent.

"An anomaly in the Zhang family, you are indeed different from everyone else... Very good... Unfortunately, you are not the one I've been waiting for..."

"However, you have earned my respect, and I can reward you."

"A reward?" Zhang Tiansheng asked in a deep voice.

"The Ninth Law... For so many years, you have been searching for the legendary Ninth Law, but now you don't even know its name."

"You knew!? You really did know." Zhang Tiansheng's eyes narrowed to a slit.

"There are not many people in this world who know the Ninth Law. The founder of the White Crane Temple once gleaned its origins and left behind a great secret..."

"His description is quite apt: like a mayfly in the vastness of the universe!"

Above the great river, the mysterious figure chuckled, "Unfortunately, he doesn't even know the name of the Ninth Law."

"No one in this world knows the name of the Ninth Law, nor is anyone qualified to know it!"

"However, Zhang Tiansheng, you are now qualified."

"I'll tell you."

hum...

Suddenly, the light and shadow became blurry, and the voice of the mysterious figure became like electronic noise, difficult to hear.

It was as if such words should not have appeared in this world, and the little fox's primordial spirit was unable to bear such information.

Rumble…

Just then, black and white swirled, seeping in from the heavens and earth, and merging into the scene of light and shadow.

The great river flows like a dragon, and the bright moon rises high.

At this moment, the noisy and mysterious sound finally entered Zhang Fan's primordial spirit and became incredibly clear.

"The Ninth Law, the True Nature of Immortals!!"

(End of this chapter)