Chapter 139: Revisiting the Old Place

Inside the dilapidated small courtyard, under the lush green shade.

The Zhou sisters stared unblinkingly at Zhang Fan. The defeat in the Dharma fight that night seemed to be still before their eyes. It was this man who used the common 【Hair-Cutting and Bone-Reversing】 health-preserving method to break Zhou Zhou Miao Yu's 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】.

They never dreamed that they would meet Zhang Fan here again.

"It's only been a few days, and your complexions are even better." Zhang Fan greeted enthusiastically.

However, such praise sounded like sarcasm in the ears of the Zhou sisters, appearing extremely harsh.

"Don't be arro..." Zhou Zhou Miao Yu gritted her teeth, but before she could finish, her sister pressed her down.

"Mr. Zhang really knows how to talk." Zhou Miaochuan replied coldly.

At that dinner party, she still called him a fellow Daoist, but at this time, she changed her address. The meaning of alienation and dissatisfaction was about to come out.

"You know each other?"

Just at this moment, Xu Xu Zhixia spoke, looking at Zhang Fan with some curiosity. Even Li Li Gaoyang beside her pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a strange look.

For ordinary people, Daoist practitioners are like immortals, high above and hard to see. In his eyes, ordinary people like Zhang Fan who lived in this kind of slum since childhood should not be able to come into contact with this level.

"Met by chance when I went out to eat with Li Li Yishan last time." Zhang Fan said casually.

What he said was also the truth.

"He really likes to take you wherever he goes." Xu Xu Zhixia said lightly.

Back in college, Zhang Fan often hung out with Li Li Yishan. Sometimes he would even leave her behind, not knowing where he was abducted by Li Li Yishan.

She remembered that Li Li Yishan's family was wealthy and he also mixed in the business world in Bai Yujing City. It was normal to know people in the Daoist world. In this way, it made sense that Zhang Fan could know the Zhou sisters.

"Since you know each other, sister, please make it convenient." Xu Xu Zhixia said softly.

Zhou Miaochuan's gaze narrowed, staring unblinkingly at Zhang Fan, but a murmur rose in her heart.

"So he is from the Xu family, inheriting the incense of the Xu Zu lineage. No wonder he has such skills."

That night, Zhang Fan was able to break Zhou Zhou Miao Yu's 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】 with the common 【Hair-Cutting and Bone-Reversing】 health-preserving method. She saw that he must have a background. Now it seems it is true.

Although the Xu family practices in the world and does not occupy famous mountains and wonderful temples, after all, they are the incense passed down from the Xu Zu lineage, which can be called an immortal family. There are many secret Daoist transmissions in the sect, and every generation can cultivate many experts.

Because of this, the Xu Group in Bai Yujing City, and even in Jiangnan Province, has greeted the Dao Alliance in many businesses, and they have deep interactions with each other.

"Alright."

Zhou Miaochuan did not make things difficult. Since he is from the Xu family, this face still needs to be given. What's more, she was quite wary of Zhang Fan's strength. If she really lost face, she might lose her own face.

"Don't walk around at will." Zhou Miaochuan left a sentence and turned to join the busyness just now.

"Sister, wait a moment..."

Xu Xu Zhixia followed behind Zhou Miaochuan.

"Don't run around."

Just at this moment, Li Li Gaoyang's cold voice sounded, but his arrogant gaze fell on Zhang Fan.

"You can stay here because of the Xu family's relationship. Don't cause us trouble."

Li Li Gaoyang's words were both a reminder and a warning.

The words fell, and Li Li Gaoyang also walked over, leaving only Zhang Fan standing alone in the courtyard.

"Haven't been back for many years."

Zhang Fan looked at the uneven ground in the courtyard, the marks left by measuring his height when he was a child on the mottled and dilapidated walls. The big plane tree in the courtyard was almost a treasure for the family to enjoy the shade in midsummer, and the noisy and energetic cicada sounds seemed to still be in his ears.

"This little tree is still here."

Zhang Fan walked to the southwest corner of the courtyard. A tree was growing out of the turned soil, and it was a full person tall.

This tree was planted by his mom and him when Zhang Fan was six years old. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed, and the original seed had grown into a tree.

Zhang Fan vaguely remembered that the summer when he was six was a rare drought. It hadn't rained for two months. Occasionally, he could hear thunder, but there was no half-drop of rain, so the moat next to the old residential area dried up.

It was at that time that someone dug something out of the mud at the bottom of the dried-up river.

It was a stone box. No one knew how many years it had been placed at the bottom of the river. It had long been covered by moss and stone rust, and one could only vaguely see that there seemed to be irregular patterns and symbols on the surface of the stone box.

Zhang Fan vaguely remembered that when the stone box was dug out, his mom even held him and watched the excitement by the river.

There were so many people at that time, but no one could squeeze past their mother and son.

Mom held the young Zhang Fan and opened the way in front. Everyone looked at it and was afraid that this little guy would be squeezed to death, so they gave way one after another.

Later, a blind man took the stone box away.

In Zhang Fan's impression, the blind man seemed to live in this old residential area, making a living by fortune-telling for others.

A stone box was dug out of the moat, maybe it was a cultural relic, after all, Bai Yujing City is an ancient capital of six dynasties, but it was taken away by a blind man.

That night, the alley entrance was surrounded by people, and the police blocked the blind man's door, making a huge commotion.

But the blind man threatened to die, and finally scared those people away.

After that day, some rumors gradually spread among the neighbors.

Some people said that the stone box hid the divine object of the Dragon King. The divine object was lost, and there was a drought.

Two days later, the blind man died. Many police came, searched his house, and did not find the stone box.

Just like that, the blind man's death cast a shadow over this closed old residential area.

Three days later, early in the morning, dark clouds gathered, thunder and lightning flashed, and a torrential rain poured down, injecting some vitality into this cool summer that was still dry.

Everyone cheered, and the whereabouts of the stone box and the blind man's death seemed to dissipate with this heavy rain.

The heavy rain fell for a whole day, and the dried-up moat gradually filled with water.

It was at this time that a guest came to Zhang Fan's home.

At that time, it was almost dark. The rain outside was still falling, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, thunder and lightning were flashing, reflecting the dim yellow light in the house.

The violent knocking on the door startled little Zhang Fan. He opened the door and saw a person standing outside. To be precise, it was just a human shape. The person was not wearing a raincoat, but a very ancient coir raincoat, wearing a hat, looking very strange.

At that time, the temperature in the courtyard seemed to become abnormally low.

Looking back now, Zhang Fan couldn't remember the other party's appearance at all, but the figure gave people a very cold feeling, bone-chilling cold, and the strangest thing was that it was pouring rain outside, but there was not a trace of water on his body. Those rains fell on his surroundings, as if they had eyes, automatically avoiding him.

"Little friend, you are also surnamed Zhang?"

At that time, the strange man asked little Zhang Fan in an extremely low and hoarse voice.

This was also the only sentence he had ever said.

Just at this moment, Zhang Lingzong walked out of the house, violently pulled little Zhang Fan behind him, and was taken back to the house by his mom.

I don't know how long it took, but that person left.

Little Zhang Fan looked through the window and vaguely saw that the strange man was holding something in his hand when he left. It was actually that stone box.

After that day, he had a high fever and didn't recover for five or six days.

Mom didn't know where she got a tree seed and planted it in the southwest corner of the courtyard, saying it was to block disasters for little Zhang Fan and let him be safe and sound.

Such feudal superstition was full of the love that his old mother almost overflowed.

Zhang Fan stood in the corner of the courtyard, looking at the tree, and couldn't help but touch the scene.

Although he entered the Great Night not being bright and had not truly transcended the tribulation, after merging with the 【Ferocious God】, he was able to remember some things, especially all the old things in his childhood.

Counting it up, this old house did carry his strange childhood.

Bang...

Just at this moment, a dull sound suddenly sounded, falling in the secluded small courtyard.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw a young man enter at some unknown time. His gaze was like electricity, True Yang surged in his right hand, Three Yin turned into evil, imposing like a knife, and the terrifying momentum made no one dare to get close within ten steps.

"Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade!?"

Zhang Fan saw at a glance that this person also practiced the 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】, but it was much more authentic than Zhou Zhou Miao Yu's half-hanging path.

The power of the two naturally could not be mentioned in the same breath.

"He is Ma Ma Buting!"

Just at this moment, Sui Brother Chunsheng's voice came from behind, and Zhang Fan turned his head to look. He and Zhan Xinyue also entered the courtyard at some unknown time.

"The person who hurt you is actually him?" Zhang Fan understood.

He had heard Sui Brother Chunsheng say that the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance had a new expert, the 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】 had obtained the true transmission, overbearing and strong, ruthless and unparalleled. With Sui Brother Chunsheng's cultivation, he did not hold on for ten moves in this person's hands.

"You dare to take action?"

Suddenly, Li Li Gaoyang shouted. His face was pale, he covered his chest, and under his gold-rimmed glasses was full of rage.

Obviously, he and Ma Ma Buting had a conflict just now, and he was not as good as the other, so he was pressed back.

"I don't care where you come from. The higher-ups only said to let you in, but here, it is still the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance that has the final say."

Ma Ma Buting's gaze was like a knife, overbearing and imposing.

"I let you stay, then you can stay. I let you leave, then you can only roll away."

"Senior brother..."

Zhou Miaochuan saw that the atmosphere was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward to whisper in Ma Ma Buting's ear.

"Xu Zu lineage!?"

Ma Ma Buting's eyes narrowed slightly, intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over Zhang Fan not far away, but finally fell on Xu Xu Zhixia.

"You are surnamed Xu!?"

"Three Yin Refining Qi, turning evil into a knife, grinding corpses to sharpen the edge, beheading demons and killing ghosts." Xu Xu Zhixia's voice was calm and soft: "I didn't expect that the successor of the Three Emperors Sect actually obtained the true transmission of the 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】. It's rare."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Ma Buting's expression changed slightly. He never dreamed that he hadn't revealed his sect's magic, but was pointed out by Xu Xu Zhixia.

"As expected of the Xu Zu lineage, good eyesight."

"Three Emperors Sect? He is actually the Three Emperors Sect?"

Sui Brother Chunsheng heard this and couldn't help revealing a strange look, even Zhang Fan couldn't help looking at Ma Ma Buting twice more.

The Three Emperors Sect is one of the oldest sects in the Daoist world, claiming to have the ability to "summon all gods," but because it was too fierce, it was feared by the emperor. In the Tang Dynasty, it was banned by the imperial court and directly banned. In other words, the Three Emperors Sect is a mysterious and lost sect in the Daoist world.

"Just for this eyesight, I will give you a chance, which can be considered to save the face of the Xu Zu lineage."

Ma Ma Buting's tone was very big, and his shelf was even bigger.

"If you can pass ten moves in my hands, you can stay."

"It just so happens that I also want to learn about the 【Subduing Flood Dragon Method】 and 【Beheading Dragon Method】 of the Xu Zu sect."

The Subduing Flood Dragon Method and Beheading Dragon Method are both great methods passed down from the Xu Zu lineage, and it is said that their power is great. Once mastered, one can behead dragons and subdue flood dragons.

"I have only cultivated the Subduing Flood Dragon Method to the third rank, and I have never practiced the Beheading Dragon Method." Xu Xu Zhixia's brows furrowed slightly.

The more expert one is, the better one can judge the gap between the enemy and oneself.

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The 【Subduing Flood Dragon Method】 of the Xu family is divided into nine ranks. If she refined the fourth rank, she could wrestle with Ma Ma Buting, but now...

"I am not your opponent." Xu Xu Zhixia said in a low voice.

"Not surprised by favor or humiliation, it really has the style of a great family. As expected of the incense of the Xu Zu lineage." Ma Ma Buting nodded.

Accurately judging and admitting the gap between the enemy and oneself, not taking victory as glory, not taking defeat as shame, keeping one's heart as constant, the consciousness returning to silence, without ups and downs, this kind of temperament is especially rare.

"It is indeed from the Xu family." Sui Brother Chunsheng couldn't help sighing.

Cultivation is cultivation of the heart. With this nature, the achievements in the future will be limitless.

"Stay." Ma Ma Buting decided the stay of Xu Xu Zhixia and his party in one word.

At this time, his momentum was even stronger, filling the entire courtyard, because even if it was a Xu family disciple, it was difficult to capture his edge.

Therefore, at least in this courtyard, he was invincible and could dominate everything.

"You have to be careful."

Sui Brother Chunsheng leaned to Zhang Fan's side and whispered.

"Why should I be careful? I don't know him." Zhang Fan said lightly.

"I feel that the way he looks at you is unusual." Sui Brother Chunsheng wanted to say something but stopped.

"You are Zhang Fan!?"

Just at this moment, a loud voice rose, pulling Zhang Fan's thoughts over.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were moved by Ma Ma Buting, and they cast them on Zhang Fan one after another.

"Brother Dao Ma, he is my friend, not a Daoist..." Xu Xu Zhixia's expression changed slightly, and she was about to open her mouth to explain for Zhang Fan.

"Bai Yujing City is hiding dragons and crouching tigers. I didn't expect there to be a young expert like you..."

Ma Ma Buting's voice was loud, directly interrupting Xu Xu Zhixia's words, and his sharp gaze fell on Zhang Fan like a knife.

"Is it you who broke my junior sister's 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and trembling gazes fell on Zhang Fan one after another.

Li Li Gaoyang pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, his face full of astonishment.

"Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade? Broken?"

"Who? Zhang Fan?"

Xu Xu Zhixia's beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face covered in complex expressions, astonishment, trance, doubt, shock... finally turned into a trace of incomprehension, looking at Zhang Fan.

"Just good luck." Zhang Fan said lightly.

"One move higher is one move higher. My junior sister is not as good as others, so naturally, she has nothing to say." Ma Ma Buting shook his head.

"I, the senior brother, have to ask for advice."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the courtyard became tense again.

At this time, Xu Xu Zhixia looked at Zhang Fan, as if she didn't know him, and only felt extremely strange.

She had never linked Zhang Fan to anything in the Daoist world, but right now...

Her cognition was overturned.

"This kid is a Daoist? How is this possible?" Li Li Gaoyang's brows furrowed, his face full of disbelief.

He naturally couldn't link Zhang Fan, who lived in a slum since childhood, to Daoist cultivation.

Cultivating immortality, how can it be contaminated by this kind of ordinary person!?

Ordinary people like this have always been two worlds from them!

"Ma Ma Buting, you are going too far." Sui Brother Chunsheng's expression sank slightly, and he came out.

"Old Brother Brother Chunsheng, I am asking for advice from Brother Zhang. Don't look for trouble for yourself." Ma Ma Buting's gaze swept sideways, saying lightly.

"Found it... found it here..."

Just at this moment, a sharp cry came from a small room next to the courtyard.

Ma Ma Buting's gaze narrowed into a line, and he stepped out, drilling into that room.

Things have priorities, and he can distinguish them.

This trip was for investigating the source of stealing dragon energy.

Everyone saw this and followed closely. Inside the dilapidated small room, only a cabinet stood there. The ancient cabinet was covered with dust, but the cabinet door was firmly locked by a stone lock, with mysterious talismans engraved on it.

"Daoist talisman... this is a very ancient talisman..."

Ma Ma Buting touched the marks on the stone lock, his gaze becoming extremely scorching.

"This is..."

Zhang Fan looked at the cabinet, looked at the stone lock, and the dusty memories slowly revived in his mind.

"Mom, what is locked in that cabinet?"

"Gods and Buddhas!"

"Gods and Buddhas? Locked in a cabinet?" Little Zhang Fan raised his head, revealing an incomprehensible look in his mom's arms.

"I want to see."

"See your head... that cabinet cannot be opened."

"Why?"

"If it is opened, many people will die!"

Mom's voice seemed to pass through the dusty years, echoing in Zhang Fan's ears.

"Smash it!"

Just at this moment, Ma Ma Buting gave an order, pulling Zhang Fan's thoughts back.

"Don't smash it!" Zhang Fan whispered, but it was too late.

As the hammer fell, the ancient stone lock shattered, and with a "creak" sound, the cabinet door opened...

Boom—

Just at this moment, a terrifying fire light shot into the sky, and the destructive flames instantly razed the courtyard where everyone was to the ground. A wild wind rose, and the surrounding houses suffered a violent impact, collapsing one after another.

Amidst the violent explosion, the Dao Alliance experts guarding the periphery were startled.

"What happened?"

"Something happened, everyone move toward the 【Ding】 area!"

"Damn, what's going on? Such a big commotion!?"

The fire light shooting into the sky was like a big dragon spraying, twisting and distorting in the wild wind.

The Zhang family old house was turned into ruins, corpses were scattered around the ruins, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground...

"Cough cough cough..."

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan crawled out of the scattered smoke and dust, his whole body in a mess.

Just now, if he hadn't operated the 【Heavenly Mother Heart Curse】 in time to lead the starlight to protect his body, this wave of impact would have been enough to take his life.

"Report the casualties!"

At this time, Ma Ma Buting also crawled out of the ruins. Obviously, such experts also have means to save their lives.

However, his shouting did not get any response. Such an explosion, even for Daoist practitioners, ordinary skills could not withstand it at all.

"Senior brother..."

The Zhou sisters helped each other and walked out staggeringly, their clothes stained with blood, and they were not lightly injured.

"Zhang Fan..."

Xu Xu Zhixia crawled out of the ruins behind with difficulty, and Li Li Gaoyang also survived.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Fan helped Xu Xu Zhixia, who was pale and shook her head powerlessly.

"That... what is that?"

Just at this moment, Sui Brother Chunsheng hugged Zhan Xinyue and appeared from somewhere. He stood by the deep pit, looking down, a look of astonishment rising in his eyes.

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down.

In the huge deep pit, there was actually a clay statue of a god standing there. There was no incense in the incense burner in front of it, but incense smoke was rising, thick and constant...

That clay statue of a god had two faces, no shape, no appearance, hands forming a seal, mixed with the Great Void. On the god position at its feet were written three lines of words, like dragon and snake seal script, rising and falling extraordinarily...

The small characters on the left and right are respectively:

Chief of all spirits!

Ancestor of all laws!

The big characters in the center were written: God Position of the Great Lingzong Wang!!!

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The Ancestor of All Dharma!

A line of large characters written in the center read: The Divine Throne of the Great Lingzong Wang!!!

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