Chapter 101: Reunion After Eleven Years! Thirteen Zodiacs, Rooster

A mountain path shares the same wind and rain, when has the bright moon ever been two villages.

The path of cultivation is long, and there are always companions. On the long road to immortality, bowing to see a fellow Daoist, even if we met in our youth, even if time is like an arrow, meeting again is still like the past.

"My heart does not die, the Dao has no gate, if this tribulation does not come, life is hard to preserve."

"I give you good fortune, treating the great tribulation as an elixir of immortality."

The light and shadow of the past dissipated, appearing again in Wang Xuangang's mind.

The fire filled the sky, the waves were shocking.

"You are different from before..."

Fifteen-year-old Wang Xuangang looked at eleven-year-old Zhang Fan, his eyes terrified and unbelievable.

Black and white Qi flowed, living and dying around eleven-year-old Zhang Fan. That feeling was sacred and supreme, but in a flash, it was like a demon facing an abyss.

In a trance, Wang Xuangang felt Zhang Fan's soul-aspect covering the sky and earth, like a cloud sky pressing down, pressing him so he couldn't breathe, pressing him so he couldn't move.

"His soul-aspect... human... can a soul-aspect be this powerful?"

At that moment, Wang Xuangang was drenched in sweat, soaking his clothes, almost unable to control himself.

Facing such pressure, Wang Xuangang's soul-aspect nearly collapsed. He trembled in his heart. Even though he came from the Baidou Sect, he had never seen such a freak, such a monster.

"This method is already complete, naturally lawless."

Boom, rumble...

Just at this moment, a violent sound came, startling the ten-mile Liujin River, its green waves rippling. In the sky-filling fire, two terrifying figures crossed like phantoms.

"That... what is that?" Wang Xuangang was horrified.

His eyes widened, only feeling that the two auras in the fire were mysterious and real, terrifying and not like mortal creatures.

At this moment, they were fighting, dueling.

"My parents."

Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan glanced at it casually, just speaking lightly.

"What?" Wang Xuangang was stunned. He wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Zhang Fan.

"I'm leaving."

"Where to?" Wang Xuangang pursued.

For the past year, he and Zhang Fan had often exchanged and dueled here, having already formed a friendship.

Among the peers of the Wang family, there were very few who could be valued by him and treated as opponents.

But this young man was different. He was younger than him, but his Daoist arts were so strong that they made him fearful.

Over time, the two became familiar with each other, and Wang Xuangang was also convinced, both as a fellow Daoist and as a brother.

Now, the fellow Daoist was going on a long journey, and he naturally had mixed feelings.

Boom, rumble...

On the Liujin River, the big fire burned endlessly, and those two terrifying figures were still colliding. In the sky, dark clouds surged and gathered, accompanied by surging thunder.

Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan looked on indifferently.

"Where are you going?" Wang Xuangang pursued again.

"Mount Long Hu!" Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan's lips parted, spitting out three words.

"If you see my life-star fall, or encounter a life-and-death disaster."

Zhang Fan turned his head slowly, his gaze deep, seemingly not like an eleven-year-old.

"Take care."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan turned and was about to leave.

"Can we meet again?" Wang Xuangang asked in a lost voice.

"A mountain path shares the same wind and rain, when has the bright moon ever been two villages."

The words were faint, mixed into the fierce night wind. The fire filled the sky, but the young man's figure was never seen again, only black and white colors flowing, like a god and demon phantom.

"Treating the great tribulation as an elixir of immortality, Fellow Daoist, I knew you couldn't die."

In the practice room, Wang Xuangang's hearty laughter shook the floor, startling everyone into silence.

Everyone looked at each other, simply unable to believe the scene they were seeing.

That lunatic of the Wang family, that lunatic whom everyone feared, actually had such a side, showing such kindness to an outsider, like an old friend reunited, overjoyed.

This was simply unbelievable.

"There are some things I don't remember clearly, but fortunately I still remember you."

Zhang Fan smiled. Back then, in order to escape the tribulation of the Great Night Without Light, he had planned early, cultivating the 【Soul-Splitting Great Method】.

Most of his key memories and power were taken away by the 【Evil God】. Fortunately, after devouring the 【Fierce God】, he still found back fragmented memories.

Wang Xuangang was one of them.

"Why are you here?" Wang Xuangang asked.

"For her."

Zhang Fan raised his hand and pointed at Wang Xuanmiao. The latter lost her color, her face trembling fiercely.

She had originally wanted to borrow a knife to kill, using this lunatic Wang Xuangang to keep Zhang Fan here forever.

But she never dreamed that Wang Xuangang and Zhang Fan were old acquaintances.

This lunatic had no friends in the clan, let alone an outsider. The most critical thing was that since the big fire eleven years ago, Wang Xuangang had been hiding in the Wang family, never going out. Where did he get friends?

"Her?"

Wang Xuangang tilted his head, his fierce gaze like a sword out of its sheath, instantly locking onto Wang Xuanmiao.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Wang Xuanmiao panicked. This lunatic in front of her ran rampant among the younger generation of the Wang family. Let alone her, even some elders had to retreat when facing this lunatic.

"Come!"

As he spoke, Wang Xuangang had already arrived in front of her. His aura was vigorous and domineering, like a small mountain pressing down. His big hand fell, and true Yang surged, like a whirlpool, covering Wang Xuanmiao.

In a fleeting moment, Wang Xuanmiao was like a turtle in a jar, a bird in a cage, her delicate body trembling, almost unable to control herself.

"Wang Xuangang, don't be crazy."

Just at this moment, Wang Xuanmiao let out a long whistle. She formed the 【Star-Summoning Seal】 with both hands, pointing directly at the Big Dipper, chanting words in her mouth.

"Big Dipper, Giant Gate Star shines."

"Meet evil and turn dark, sweep away emptiness and destroy illusions."

"Above is the Shocking God, accept my praise."

"Below are ghosts and demons, different paths and chaos."

Wang Xuanmiao took a step back, her soul-aspect observing, and she could see that in the three inches of space in front of her, starlight was surging, like a portal, actually swallowing the true Yang in Wang Xuangang's palm.

"【Giant Gate Avoiding Disaster Method】!?" Zhang Fan recognized it.

This was a Daoist art of the 【Baidou Sect】.

Among the Big Dipper, the Giant Gate Star governs right and wrong, turning good and evil.

In ancient times, if someone got into a right-and-wrong lawsuit, they would invite a statue of the 【Giant Gate Star Lord】 in a Daoist temple, worship it at home, worship toward the north, and pray for the resolution of right and wrong, turning danger into safety.

Among the Daoist arts of the Baidou Sect, the Giant Gate Star lineage is about resolving and blocking.

Hum...

The true Yang in Wang Xuangang's palm leaked, and even his palm lost its accuracy, changing direction, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Bang...

Just at this moment, Wang Xuanmiao actually stepped forward, turning defense into attack, clenching both fists, using only the middle joints of her index fingers to protrude, attacking left and right, striking toward the Ear Gate acupoints on both sides of Wang Xuangang's head.

"Double Peaks Piercing Ears, what a killing move!" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

It had to be said that although Wang Xuanmiao was a woman, she was hiding her true strength. Whether it was strength or courage, it was above Wang Xuanqing's. She first showed weakness, resolved Wang Xuangang's violent offensive with one move of 【Giant Gate Avoiding Disaster】, and while retreating, actually turned defense into attack, using one move of 【Double Peaks Piercing Ears】 to take the vital points.

The so-called 【Double Peaks Piercing Ears】, using the protruding joints of the index fingers, only takes the vital points of the Ear Gate acupoints. Once hit, the light consequence is deafness in both ears, and the heavy consequence is death on the spot. It is a killing move.

"Truly hiding her true strength."

Beside her, Wang Xuanfei couldn't help but reveal a strange look. In her eyes, the usual Wang Xuanmiao was always low-key and unremarkable, not showing her true colors. She didn't expect her combat experience to be so rich, blocking evil and attacking, a little bit of wit, making Wang Xuangang fall into a dangerous situation.

Wang Xuanmiao struck like lightning, Double Peaks Piercing Ears, the joints of her fingers gathered with true Yang, hitting the Ear Gate acupoints on Wang Xuangang's skull.

Hum...

However, an unbelievable scene appeared. Wang Xuangang's head hummed, like a big bell ringing, a loud roar.

He only tilted his neck, and the blood color on his face didn't fluctuate at all. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a ferocious smile.

"You... how could you..."

Wang Xuanmiao lost her color, simply unable to believe it. She used true Yang to penetrate, striking the vital points directly. If it were an ordinary person, they would have died long ago, but this lunatic in front of her was actually safe and sound?

"I refine my true body with the Big Dipper, are you scratching an itch for me?"

Wang Xuangang grinned, his big hand fell, true Yang surged like a tidal wave, pressing fiercely on Wang Xuanmiao's face. The next moment, he pressed fiercely to the ground. Only a "crack" explosion was heard, the ground shattered, and bright red blood splashed all over the floor.

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Wang Xuanmiao's body stiffened, and she fainted on the spot.

"Too damn fierce."

Such a violent scene shocked everyone present into silence.

"Wang Xuangang, do you want to rebel?"

Just at this moment, Wang Wang Zhen Shi finally couldn't sit still. As the person in charge of the clubhouse, seeing Wang Xuangang becoming more manic and acting so excessively, it had reached the point where he had to be dealt with.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll hammer you too."

Wang Xuangang didn't look back, carried the fainted Wang Xuanmiao, walked toward Zhang Fan, and greeted him casually.

"Go."

"Alright."

Zhang Fan put his hands in his pockets and signaled Jiang Hu to retreat.

"You damn... can you not call me for this kind of thing in the future?"

Jiang Hu followed Zhang Fan's footsteps in the hostile gazes of everyone and lowered his voice.

"Taking a taxi is too expensive, who let the key to Wuling Hongguang be in your hands?"

Zhang Fan comforted him thoughtfully, giving a reasonable explanation.

"..."

"Lawless... simply lawless..."

Wang Wang Zhen Shi's eyes were filled with anger, almost going crazy.

"No matter how talented he is, being so lawless, keeping him is a disaster."

At this moment, a voice was shouting in Wang Wang Zhen Shi's heart.

Over the years, the controversy about Wang Xuangang had never stopped within the Wang family. Some people felt that although he was crazy and his behavior was outstanding, his talent was too high, and his Daoist practice was increasing day by day. Keeping him would be a trump card for the Wang family in the future, enough to protect the Dao.

But some people felt that Wang Xuangang's temperament was too difficult to control. The higher his Daoist practice, the greater the risk. Once his supernatural powers were complete, if he went crazy, it would be a disaster rather than a blessing for the Wang family, and he should be suppressed or erased as soon as possible.

It was precisely because there was no conclusion in the clan that Wang Wang Zhen Shi was afraid of the rat and didn't dare to take ruthless action.

"If this child is not removed, he will become a great disaster in the future."

A ruthless look flashed in Wang Wang Zhen Shi's eyes. This time, he must strongly argue to the clan to solve this hidden danger.

Beidou Clubhouse, third floor.

In a room, this was Wang Xuangang's bedroom, bigger than Zhang Fan's house.

Clatter...

Wang Xuangang picked up a glass of ice water and splashed it directly on Wang Xuanmiao's face. The cold feeling instantly stimulated her to wake up, and the blood congealed on her face was also washed away by the ice water.

"Want to do something... do it."

Wang Xuangang sat to the side nonchalantly and handed Wang Xuanmiao to Zhang Fan.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Wang Xuanmiao looked at the three men in front of her. A look of panic instantly flashed in her eyes, like a frightened little deer, subconsciously dodging and shrinking back.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan sat down on his own.

"Were Xiong Qianxing and Ming Chenxuan killed by you?"

"You..."

This word was worth savoring, which meant that the man in front of her already knew what she and Wang Xuanqing had done that night.

"I... I don't know what you are talking about."

Wang Xuanmiao's heart was filled with thousands of thoughts, but her quality was still excellent, and she instantly calmed down, shaking her head and denying it.

"Oh? So, you intend to hold on to the end?" Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

"If you have the guts, kill me. Throwing dirty water, what kind of man is that?" Wang Xuanmiao sneered.

She was indeed not an ordinary woman. The look in her eyes was resolute. No matter what these three men intended to do to her, she intended to hold on to the end.

"Very good, I just like your unyielding look."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan slowly got up and walked in front of Wang Xuanmiao.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Xuanmiao said vigilantly.

"You."

A faint whisper, Zhang Fan reached out his hand and placed it on Wang Xuanmiao's forehead.

Hum...

A strange fluctuation rose, as if the soul-aspect had left the body, turning into mist and smoke.

"This is..."

"Soul-aspect invasion method!?"

Wang Xuangang's gaze narrowed slightly, and he saw the clues at a glance. Zhang Fan's methods were indeed still strange and sharp. In a fleeting moment, he invaded Wang Xuanmiao's soul-aspect inner scene.

"Is this the Daoist art of the Bai He Temple!?"

"Great Sect Law, Appearance and Spirit Separated!"

Jiang Hu couldn't help but be moved, revealing a solemn look.

That day at the Shen family, Zhang Fan used this method to pull him out of the abyss and avoid the tribulation of the Great Night Without Light.

He couldn't figure out why Zhang Fan possessed the Daoist arts of the Bai He Temple. At this time, the latter became even more mysterious in his eyes.

"Young man, let's tell a fortune, measure good and evil, and see the future."

At this time, inside Wang Xuanmiao's soul-aspect inner scene, countless light and shadow images were presented in front of Zhang Fan.

A blurry figure was captured by him. In an extremely familiar scene, that figure stood in front of Wang Xuanqing and Wang Xuanmiao.

"The sky is raining and the ground is slippery, you don't know your father's surname!"

"Just ask if you are accurate."

"Going out to take a taxi, you have to take a taxi, is your father's sister your aunt?"

"Accurate or not?"

That blurry figure spoke to himself, looking like a god-stick.

Wang Xuanqing and Wang Xuanmiao looked at the man like a clown, casually throwing down a hundred-yuan bill, as if giving alms to a beggar, saying nothing, and turning to leave.

"Stars in the sky, people on the ground, who is the god sealed within the Big Dipper?"

Just at this moment, that blurry figure suddenly whispered, making Wang Xuanqing and Wang Xuanmiao stop their steps.

"Who are you?" Wang Xuanqing said in a low voice.

"Hehe, easy to say... you can call me..."

"Rooster!!!"

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"Rooster!!!"

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