Pure Yang!

Chapter 497 The Great Perfection of Life and Death, the First Realm of Fasting! Sitting in Oblivion for Ten Thousand Years
The Yellow Springs surged forth, their glow like stars, illuminating Qin Ergou's figure.

At this moment, he was filthy, looking just like a wandering beggar, yet his body was lean and skinless, without a single ounce of excess fat. The gleam hidden in his eyes was like fire in a furnace, the essence within the fire, clearly indicating that his cultivation had reached a certain level and his spiritual attainment had become profound.

This feeling is as if one has undergone countless trials and tribulations, gradually gaining brilliance, and ultimately becoming a great talent.

"Dog (戌)..."

At this moment, even An Wuyang couldn't help but take a few more glances, muttering to himself as if there was something deeper in his mind.

"You really are here." Zhang Fan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved when he saw Qin Ergou.

Where's Old Li?

"He's here too." Qin Ergou said in a low voice, his eyes holding a different kind of light, clearly indicating that he must have suffered a lot these days.

"Who brought you in?" Zhang Fan pressed.

"he……"

Qin Ergou paused, a hint of disorientation appearing in his eyes, as if he had already forgotten. After struggling to recall for a while, he stammered, "Zhang..."

"Yes... Zhang Wang... His name is Zhang Wang."

Just a name seemed to have flipped a switch, and the memories that were about to be forgotten surged back like a tide, making Qin Ergou's face show a sense of awe and fear.

"what happened?"

"He's terrifying, his cultivation is boundless..." Qin Ergou said with lingering fear.

"Brother Shanzi said that this person's strength is enough to rank among the top ten in the world, or even higher."

Upon hearing this, An Wuyang and Meng Qiwu's expressions changed drastically, while Zhang Fan's eyes gleamed with disbelief.

He knew that Zhang Wang was a man of great talent and background, but Li Yishan's evaluation of him still startled him.

What does it mean to be in the top ten in the world?
Chu Chaoran, with his pure Yang and boundless power, is the best in the world, so there's no need to say more.

Mr. Nian is the deputy sect leader of the Wuwei Sect. His strength is so great that even Liu Nanxu considers him to be among the top five.

In addition, the Wuwei Sect also has the most powerful demon in the world, the Yan King.

This is someone who once followed the Three Corpse Taoist. His demonic arts were highly accomplished, unparalleled in the mountains and seas, so he could naturally secure a place in the top five.

The positions of these three are unshakeable, and apart from them, there are only seven seats left in the top ten.

It should be noted that even the leaders of the ten famous Taoist mountains are not enough to cover the costs.

"I saw it with my own eyes. This person crossed the Yellow Springs without leaving a trace, as if in the void," Qin Ergou said, swallowing hard.

Zhang Fan, An Wuyang, and Meng Qiwu's expressions suddenly changed as they turned to look.

The Yellow Springs are vast and winding, a perilous place that can taint magical treasures and destroy immortal roots. Even experts at the Celestial Master level would not dare to cross the line.

Zhang Wang, this person, is actually able to cross the Yellow Springs, leaving no trace in mid-air!?
"He touched that innate spiritual embryo!?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!" Qin Ergou nodded heavily.

As everyone's attention was drawn to this, the enormous crystal at the center of the Nine-Bend Yellow Springs was now on display.

“Born with a spiritual essence, he is destined to face countless tribulations. Even if he is hidden in this secluded place, protected by the perilous passes created by heaven and earth, there will still be people in this world who can touch him.” Zhang Fan sighed deeply.

Wherever there are people, there is calamity.

Human beings are the greatest source of calamity in this mortal world.

“But he didn’t do anything, he just watched for a long time,” Qin Ergou said in a deep voice.

"Come on, take me to find Old Li." Zhang Fan shook his head, no longer thinking about it.

His most important purpose in entering the Tomb of the Living Dead was to find Li Yishan.

"it is good."

Qin Ergou nodded emphatically, and without further ado, turned and left.

Zhang Fan and the others followed closely behind, leaving only Huang Quan behind, who continued to chatter incessantly.

Rumble…

At that moment, the huge crystal in the center suddenly trembled, and lines of small golden characters floated into the air. The golden characters were winding and twisting, like dragons and snakes, like tadpoles, mysterious and inexplicable.

The Dharma-ending Age has arrived. All who can see the Dharma...

The nine methods will then be revealed. The spiritual embryo will then appear.

hum...

Those lines of small characters lingered for only a fleeting moment before turning into golden fragments that scattered and vanished.

……

A moment later, the path ahead suddenly narrowed, becoming too narrow for two people to walk side by side.

Zhang Fan followed behind Qin Ergou. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a beam of light appear, which looked exactly like a hole.

The Taoist grotto-heavens are mysterious and profound secrets.

The cultivation of heaven and earth is hidden in that cave.

The secret to immortality is also hidden in that cave.

Therefore, Taoist practitioners need to seek out sacred mountains, stand on high platforms, and enter grotto heavens to cultivate themselves.

Only by entering that cave can one see the true sky.

hum...

At this moment, countless thoughts arose in Zhang Fan's mind, involuntarily and unrelated to his conscious mind.

In that instant of confusion, he took a step forward, bursting into the light and entering the cave.

Suddenly, the world spun around him, and Zhang Fan's eyes widened. He had a strange feeling that the hole was incredibly large, as vast as the heavens and earth, as clear as the universe, capable of containing the sun and moon, and hiding its formation.

Countless rays of light fell down, illuminating the cave.

Yet at this moment, he felt as if this cave were incredibly small, so small that it could only hold him alone. The world was vast, and it seemed as if he was the only one left.

In this disorientation, he couldn't see the whole picture of the hole; it seemed as if he had entered another dimension, another world.

This is truly a Taoist secret realm, a treasure land of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Zhang Fan knew that he had arrived at the very core of the Tomb of the Living Dead. In the hazy light, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the distance, with a huge shadow imprinted on the stone wall behind him.

Flowers bloomed all around that figure, their life cycle ending in a fleeting moment.

This scene was very similar to what I saw and heard when I found my life-giving organ in the Yinxu of Chang'an.

However, the seated figure at this moment was devoid of any life force, withered and emaciated, as if in a state of annihilation. Only in the dantian was there a ray of light, golden light bursting forth, as if containing supreme vitality.

"Mastery of Life and Death, the ultimate realm of fasting!?"

Zhang Fan exclaimed in shock, finally recognizing the strange figure before him as none other than Li Yishan.

At this moment, he entered a wonderful state, neither alive nor dead, yet both alive and dead. He was about to break through the barrier between life and death, understand the secrets of Taoism, refine the inner elixir lineage, and achieve immeasurable life power.

"What good fortune! He's finally taking this step." Zhang Fan clenched his fists and couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, he's finally taking this step."

Just then, a calm voice came from the side, and Zhang Fan suddenly became alert and turned around to look.

In a daze, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged on a collapsed stone platform not far away, staring straight at him.

He was a young man with a calm expression and a smile in his eyes. His temperament was very special. It was as if seeing him would make one forget the past, abandon this life, extinguish all worries and sorrows, and be indifferent to the ups and downs of countless desires.

"Zhang Wang!?"

Zhang Fan's gaze sharpened, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Oh! You still remember me, you haven't forgotten!" Zhang Wang looked at Zhang Fan and smiled.

“How could I forget?” Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, finding the words extremely strange.

"Everyone in this world has a problem, the biggest problem is having too good a memory." Zhang Wang smiled, looking at Zhang Fan, and whispered softly.

"Cultivate your inner energy by forgetting words and guarding your mind; subdue your mind by non-action; know the origin of movement and stillness; when there is nothing to do, who else is there to seek?"

“Even Lu Zu spoke of the wonder of sitting in oblivion. Zhang Fan, you’ve reached such a level, how can you still remember it?” Zhang Wang laughed.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, as if he were talking to Zhang Fan, or as if he were talking to himself.

"The path of cultivation is nothing more than transcending all emotions and forgetting everything, in which way one can see the primordial spirit and attain immortality."

hum...

Zhang Wang's voice echoed in Zhang Fan's ears. He looked strange and didn't remember a single word. He just looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him and suddenly had a strange thought.

His voice, his figure, his presence were no longer constant, but were constantly changing and transforming. Every moment of Zhang Wang was not the Zhang Wang of the previous moment.

He sat there, forgetting the past ten thousand years, as if he were unaware of heaven and earth, unaware of his own body, his inner and outer selves becoming one, in harmony with the Dao.

Such a feeling, such a state of being, is truly terrifying.

"Who exactly are you?" Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and pulled himself out of that strange feeling.

Zhang Wang continued to look at him and chuckled, "As expected of someone who has cultivated the Divine Demon Holy Embryo, your primordial spirit is powerful and unaffected by external influences."

"Who am I? I'd like to know who I am too."

Zhang Wang waved his hand, looked up at the "cave" in front of him, and suddenly sighed: "The Eight Princes Carrying the Coffin... that coffin once landed here. Perhaps our timeline has paralleled at this moment..."

"Can you feel the former glory of those eight kings?"

"Eight princes carrying a coffin!?" Zhang Fan frowned, looking around.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Qin Ergou, An Wuyang, and Meng Qiwu had not followed.
"Such a powerful person, when facing the wall and leaving a mark, the mere imprint left behind can be considered immortal."

As he spoke, Zhang Wang pointed to the surrounding stone walls, a dilapidated scene that looked as if they had been vandalized.

Zhang Fan could only vaguely make out that there seemed to be three phantom figures rising and intertwining on the wall, like incense smoke swirling around, or like three corpses descending to earth.

There is also a black and white crisscrossing line, which condenses the sacred embryo.

"Are these the shadows they left behind?" Zhang Fan asked in astonishment.

Those who are of high moral character leave their mark by facing a wall, like the traces of the Great Way, or the manifestation of wind and rain.

However, these stone walls are no longer complete. Only the shadow behind Li Yishan, amidst the white bones, reveals a flourishing of flowers, a chance for a miraculous turn of life and death.

He grasped the essence of it all, understood the principles of Jia's birth and Gui's death, and was finally about to take that crucial step.

The alchemy he cultivates is destined to lead to the completion of his inner elixir, resulting in a life-cultivation mastery that far surpasses that of anyone else.

"Is this the good fortune you gave him?" Zhang Fan asked.

“No, this is his own destiny,” Zhang Wang said, shaking his head.

“A person like him is destined to become an immortal; he deserves such good fortune, but…”

"How can the path to immortality be without tribulations?!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, while Zhang Wang in the distance became blurry.

"Zhang Fan... Zhang Fan..."

Immediately afterwards, a series of urgent shouts suddenly rang in my ears.

Zhang Fan's eyes trembled. Zhang Wang was nowhere to be seen in front of him. Blood trickled from An Wuyang's mouth. Qin Ergou crashed into the rubble. Meng Qiwu's primordial spirit trembled, almost collapsing.

Looking up, one could see three domineering figures who had also entered the cave. Their eyes were gleaming with fear as they stared intently at Li Yishan, who was about to break through, as if scrutinizing their prey.

Rosen!

Song Shiyun!
Shen Baiyu!
These three masters finally found their way here.

Originally, Luo Sen and Li Yishan both cultivated the Jia-Sheng-Gui-Si method, their energy was the same, and they could sense each other.

"Rosen!"

Just then, Zhang Fan let out a loud shout. The sound was incredibly mysterious, as if breaking through a mystery from the womb, attracting everyone's attention.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's "existence" finally reappeared in everyone's awareness.

"Zhang Fan!" Rosen's eyes narrowed to a slit as he looked up suddenly.

"Divine Demon Holy Embryo, you are here too. Today is your doom!" Song Shiyun's face was grim, filled with murderous intent.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Shen Baiyu formed a hand seal with one hand, and a syllable burst out.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery became distorted and blurred, as if water was flowing and wind was surging.

"Taoist supernatural powers, without any boundaries!"

Zhang Fan's heart stirred, and his figure suddenly changed. The area within ten zhang immediately dispersed like clouds, and Shen Baiyu's palm surged with lightning, striking his chest.

The strangeness of this supernatural power lies in the fact that it can be established in a small space, without any gaps or separations, no matter how far away the distance is.

Rumble…

Shen Baiyu was a master of the sixth level of Inner Core. Such a terrifying thunderous strike landed squarely on Zhang Fan's flesh and blood. A scorching aura immediately rose up, and his heart was violently impacted. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his Inner Core in his Dantian spun wildly, surging out a vast vitality.

"Taoist supernatural power, the Mind Monkey Escape Technique!"

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, about to make a move, when suddenly, his primordial spirit trembled, and he was dragged back into the external scene by Song Shiyun. The Eight Gates suddenly appeared, revealing the ultimate secret of escape and killing.

The collaboration between the two masters was simply seamless.

Within a confined space, life and death are determined; the Mind Monkey's Escape Technique severs the primordial spirit.

Rumble…

Zhang Fan's primordial spirit erupted, and the black and white energies boiled, threatening to shatter the external landscape and force the mind monkey to hide and its escape armor to vanish.

Such supernatural powers were useless to him; there was no primordial spirit technique in the world that could harm the divine and demonic embryo.

bang bang bang...

Just then, a terrifying pressure descended, accompanied by eerie weather. The skull flowers bloomed and became fragrant, the four seasons changed, winter ice hid, spring water smiled, all things sprouted and returned to nothingness, everything was in that cycle of birth and death.

Within this atmosphere, even Zhang Fan's black and white energies, and Zhang Fan's primordial spirit, are subject to life and death.

"Jia gives birth to Gui and Gui dies!?" Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said.

Three terrifying auras stood side by side, their supernatural powers in operation, their alchemical techniques reaching the highest level.

Such power surpasses all others; among his peers, he is already like a distant mountain, and it is difficult to see any more peaks when he looks up.

"Two divinely bestowed abilities and a supreme alchemy technique, Zhang Fan, you must surrender."

Rosen's voice came from the depths of the exterior, devoid of any former affection, only coldness and ruthlessness.

"Rosen, you've forced me to go on a killing spree, fine... fine..." Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, his primordial spirit trembled violently, and the black and white energies vanished instantly.

This scene left the three of them stunned and speechless. However, the next moment, a cold voice rang out from the gloomy scenery.

"The Three Corpses Illuminate Fate!"

(End of this chapter)