Chapter 155: Rotation Transformation Machine

If withered wood can meet spring again, cold ice can also break flowing water. There is mysterious art in the Daoist sect, long-lasting and limitless, old and young again. Returning light for a thousand years, dreams are long. Rejuvenation at this time, rest.

"Daoist supernatural power, Rejuvenation!"

Legend has it that this method can return the light, the years flowing back in the body, life force returning, youth renewed, as if seizing time from heaven, returning to youth and illuminating the age machine.

"Killing turns into life, seeking life in death!?" Zhang Fan looked at the young man who called himself Meng Meng Qingtong and whispered.

The way of cultivation, the method of becoming an immortal, is indeed in the word 【Reversal】.

Rejuvenation, this kind of supernatural power, he had only seen records in Daoist books. The human body is as stiff as withered wood, but it can meet spring and renew life force. This is the method of seeking life in death and reversing to produce life.

At that moment, the human body seemed to open a shackle that had never been seen before, and all functions would undergo an incredible leap.

"Daoist supernatural power... truly Daoist supernatural power..."

He He Ningyan gritted her teeth, facing a great enemy.

Daoist supernatural power is a heaven-sent awakening, not something that can be obtained by cultivation. Each one is like an ancient legend, recorded in Daoist books, possessing the ability to turn decay into magic, move mountains and fill rivers.

Since Zhang Fan practiced the Dao, except for the 【Three-Flavor True Fire】 he awakened himself, which he didn't dare to use at will, he had only seen one person possess Daoist supernatural power...

That was the 【Ten Thousand Things into Talismans】 of Wu Wu Qilu of the Noon Horse.

Besides that, he had only heard that when True Person Chu Chaoran was young, he seemed to have awakened Daoist supernatural power. Since then, there had been no one else.

"Director? You are the director?"

Just then, Liu Liu Xingyu spoke, his eyes wide, looking at the tender young man with fair skin in disbelief.

This was completely different from the Meng Meng Qingtong he usually saw.

The real Meng Meng Qingtong was already nearly sixty years old, a middle-aged and elderly man with a hunched figure, waiting to retire and collect old-age insurance at sixty-five.

But...

"You have followed me for so long, and you didn't recognize me?"

Meng Meng Qingtong's mouth raised slightly, lifting his hand to stroke his thick, black hair, a different brilliance flashing in his eyes.

"Truly fresh life, worthy of Daoist supernatural power!"

As he spoke, Meng Meng Qingtong's body rose and fell slightly, actually laughing uncontrollably, the laughter carrying a trace of pleasure, a trace of madness...

"A person like you can actually awaken Daoist supernatural power." He He Ningyan said solemnly.

Being able to awaken Daoist supernatural power must be one in ten thousand, a heaven-chosen person, regardless of good or evil, right or wrong, drawn by a thread of luck in the dark, like Chu Chu Chaoran, Zhang Fan, and others.

On the contrary, Meng Meng Qingtong, nearly sixty years old, was mediocre, and his life almost had nothing special, even being described as mediocre.

Such a person actually awakened Daoist supernatural power, simply incredible.

"Younger generation, what you said is not bad... Daoist supernatural power, only when heaven's mandate returns, can one awaken..." Meng Meng Qingtong nodded.

"But what is heaven's mandate?"

"The key to cultivation lies in reversal... whoever can reverse and harmonize with nature can have my life not determined by heaven." A cold light flashed in Meng Meng Qingtong's eyes.

"Ordinary people can't even do it, let alone Daoist practitioners?"

All reversals have great achievements.

For example, ordinary people want to eat late-night snacks at night. If they can reverse their nature and suppress their appetite, their body will be healthy, light, and free of disease.

For another example, ordinary people feel lazy when studying. If they can reverse their nature and work hard, their knowledge will be profound, and their destiny will be different.

The key for ordinary people to master their destiny also lies in reversal—reversing the bad habits in their nature. This process is naturally extremely painful. Therefore, the principle is like this, but truly doing it is extremely difficult.

It is so difficult for ordinary people to reverse to knowledge and master their destiny, let alone Daoist practitioners?

That is the road to heaven, the method of becoming an immortal, the way of longevity... If one acts in reversal, it is against heaven's will, with ten thousand disasters and tribulations, life wandering.

Since ancient times, I don't know how many seekers of immortality there have been, but how many have reversed their fate, achieved pure Yang limitlessness, and understood the feathering to become an immortal!?

"Most of our destinies have long been determined. Even if we reverse and practice immortality, we are just mayflies, born in the morning and dying in the evening, not seeing heaven's mandate."

Meng Meng Qingtong shook his head. He had bitter cultivation for half his life, comprehended for half his life, but what did he get in the end?

That illusory way of becoming an immortal, that pure Yang limitlessness that everyone in the world desires... had long been destined to have no fate with him.

But...

"Now it's different. I have mastered the key to opening the shackles of destiny."

Meng Meng Qingtong's mouth raised slightly, a cold wind was born without reason, blowing his scattered black hair. The strange aura fell from his body like a waterfall, instantly filling the empty hall.

"You really stole the Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy!" He He Ningyan's face changed, her eyes alert to the extreme.

She faintly guessed that the reason Meng Meng Qingtong could have such creation and awaken Daoist supernatural power should be with the help of the power of 【Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy】.

This thing in his hands, with the help of his soul-aspect, had already revived.

At this moment, Meng Meng Qingtong became extremely dangerous in He He Ningyan's eyes.

"Director..."

"Don't go over!"

Liu Liu Xingyu subconsciously took a step, but was stopped by Liu Liu Xingchui, whose gaze narrowed into a line, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Hmm!?"

Meng Meng Qingtong raised his eyelids slightly, looking at Liu Liu Xingchui with interest.

"You two brothers, the younger brother is as fast as fire, the older brother is as cold as water. The more critical the moment, the more calm Big Liu is."

As he spoke, a look of admiration appeared in Meng Meng Qingtong's eyes.

"Director, the Daoist Alliance people say you... went on the wrong path."

Liu Liu Xingchui glanced at He He Ningyan, but his mind was still focused on Meng Meng Qingtong.

"If it's really like this, your perverse actions make us very passive."

"Oh? Is this drawing a line with me?"

Meng Meng Qingtong laughed, his cold gaze falling on Liu Liu Xingchui's tightly clenched hands.

"Do you want to take action against me!?"

Whoosh...

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew, everyone's expression changed suddenly, and Meng Meng Qingtong disappeared from sight.

"I'll teach you how to prove your innocence!"

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed in Liu Liu Xingchui's ears. His eyes trembled. Before he knew it, Meng Meng Qingtong had appeared between the two brothers, but his broad palm was covering Liu Liu Xingyu.

"Jiangong Departing Fire!"

Liu Liu Xingyu formed a seal with both hands, his chest heaving violently, and he spat out a breath of air, turning in the air into red scorching true fire, fierce and wild, pressing toward Meng Meng Qingtong.

Hum.

Meng Meng Qingtong made a backhand, grabbing the 【Jiangong True Fire】 in his hand. Only the sound of blood surging was heard endlessly, and that group of true fire was actually pinched and exploded by him.

"You..."

Liu Liu Xingyu's expression changed suddenly, never expecting that Meng Meng Qingtong in the 【Rejuvenation】 state would be so fierce, actually breaking his 【Jiangong Departing Fire】 with his bare hands. The falling palm was like a death talisman, turning to the face in an instant.

"One-inch Ding Fire!"

Just then, Liu Liu Xingchui killed from behind. He raised his index finger, but a wisp of fire flickered, one inch like a Ding, mysterious like a bright lamp, illuminating the gloomy hall, the terrifying phenomenon making the surrounding air distort and deform.

"Daoist fire method."

Ding Fire is a type of Daoist fire method. In heaven, it is the stars; on earth, it is the lamp fire. Although the lamp has flames, it does not show its light, but it can illuminate the appearance of ten thousand demons and evils.

Hum...

Liu Liu Xingchui's mind moved, suddenly moving the killing method. That one-inch Ding Fire at his fingertip pointed directly at Meng Meng Qingtong's back-of-the-head illumination point. The terrifying power illuminated his blood, tendons, and even internal organs beneath his skin clearly.

The sun meets and seizes the light, and when the time is right, it can cast a thousand iron nails.

This method alone was several times more powerful than his younger brother's 【Jiangong Departing Fire】.

"Ding Fire has no wood of Jia and Yi, how can it flourish!?"

Meng Meng Qingtong seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, not even looking. Suddenly, his full head of black hair stood up, stirring up a fierce gale, the sound of breaking air stinging his eardrums.

Liu Liu Xingchui's expression changed suddenly. Before he could react, the one-inch Ding Fire at his fingertip was extinguished by the wild gale, his whole body instantly lost its center of gravity, and the rising black hair was like steel needles, stabbing toward his chest.

Hum...

Almost at the same moment, a terrifying blade light suddenly appeared above Meng Meng Qingtong, gloomy and evil, distinct and powerful, slashing directly at the skull's heavenly spirit.

"【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】!?"

Meng Meng Qingtong sneered. He looked up abruptly, spitting out a breath of turbid air, instantly like blade energy splashing, colliding with the 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】. The intense sound was like a silver bottle breaking, and the two blade lights instantly annihilated.

Hum...

In the diffused dust light, He He Ningyan hadn't retreated, and took action again. At this moment, she completely displayed the terror of the 【High Merit】 rank. After the 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】 was destroyed, her soul-aspect rose again, turning to spells, spiritual light spraying from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, finally gathering between her two fingers.

"Three Emperors Sect's 【Summoning Spirit Method】?" Meng Meng Qingtong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Three Emperors Summoning Spirit, like ghosts and gods blessing, is unfavorable, and no evil is not avoided.

"Burial Spirit Locking God!"

He He Ningyan took action, as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning. Her two fingers circled with spiritual light, pointing directly at Meng Meng Qingtong's heavenly spirit.

Once this technique lands on the body, it can lock the soul-aspect and seal one's entire Daoist arts; it is a lethal move within the Three Sovereigns Sect.

Bang...

A loud explosion fell, He He Ningyan's two fingers fell directly on Meng Meng Qingtong's heavenly spirit, the terrifying power pressing the floor under the latter's feet until it exploded and splashed, and the diffused smoke and dust drowned the figures of the two.

"He He Ningyan... worthy of being Ma Ma Buting's Senior Sister, this woman is truly terrifying." Sui Brother Chunsheng said solemnly.

The Liu brothers took action one after another, He He Ningyan grasped the fleeting gap, opened the way with the 【Three Yin Slaughtering Demon Blade】, one after another, and then turned to seal Meng Meng Qingtong with 【Burial Spirit Locking God】.

Timing, cultivation, experience, courage... all were first-class. Without this, it would be difficult to seize this strange merit and suppress Meng Meng Qingtong in the 【Rejuvenation】 state.

"Good younger generation of the Three Emperors Sect... I didn't expect this sect to not be dead yet."

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from the diffused smoke and dust.

Everyone's expression changed suddenly. Looking up, they saw Meng Meng Qingtong walking slowly from the scattered smoke and dust, holding the dying He He Ningyan in his hand. Her lower abdomen seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade, blood splashing all over the ground, large intestines, small intestines, and duodenum all leaking out...

"He... he was locked by God and was fine?"

The Liu brothers looked at each other, simply unable to believe their eyes.

"You..."

He He Ningyan struggled to open her eyes, as if wanting to say something, but before the words reached her lips, she was thrown out by Meng Meng Qingtong like garbage.

"That's it for now. Now it's time to eat. Who's coming first?"

Meng Meng Qingtong's cold gaze swept over everyone's faces. For him, the soul-aspect of every person here was a rare delicacy, which had great benefits for his cultivation.

Precisely because of this, he avoided He He Ningyan's vital points and didn't kill her. After all, fresh ingredients are the most delicious.

"Finished."

The Liu brothers looked at each other, seeing a trace of despair in each other's eyes.

The Meng Meng Qingtong at this time was reborn, powerful to the point of being incredible, simply invincible.

"My mom said that eating things indiscriminately can kill people." Just then, a languid voice echoed in the empty hall.

Under the gaze of everyone's stunned eyes, Zhang Fan walked out slowly.

"Younger generation, you are really patient, watching from the side for so long." Meng Meng Qingtong stared at Zhang Fan, said coldly.

Just now, although he was fighting with the Liu brothers and He He Ningyan, his attention was more than half on Zhang Fan.

Because among these people, only Zhang Fan saw through his trick.

But this young man was too patient. Even with so many people taking action first, paving the way for him, verifying the reality, he still could endure not taking action, even if he deliberately showed flaws several times, he didn't let him move.

Such a mind is chilling.

"You don't care about their life and death?" Meng Meng Qingtong sneered.

"Dao follows nature, there is no good or evil. I save them is the Dao, I don't save them is also the Dao..."

Zhang Fan spread his hands, pressed his legs, and exercised his wrists, as if warming up.

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"He... what is he doing?"

The Liu brothers looked at each other, and even the dying He He Ningyan showed a strange expression.

Now Meng Meng Qingtong is powerful to the point of being incredible. This guy doesn't run for his life, and he's still doing aerobics here?

"Do you want to save them?" Meng Meng Qingtong's mouth raised slightly, laughing lightly.

"Not saving them, but killing you."

Hum...

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan, who was still pressing his legs, "bang" shot out like a cannonball, and the place where he was standing just now exploded, bursting into a deep pit.

The diffused smoke and dust rolled wildly with his figure...

"What a fast speed!"

Bang...

A heavy punch broke through the fierce gale and smashed toward Meng Meng Qingtong's face. The latter sneered, standing still, only reaching out a hand, and blocked Zhang Fan's punch.

Boom...

The huge strange power spread under the feet of the two, shaking the floor until it cracked inch by inch.

"Useless, you saw it just now." Meng Meng Qingtong's expression was cold, a trace of mockery appearing in his eyes.

"Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword!"

Zhang Fan's indifferent gaze stared at Meng Meng Qingtong, his lips parted slightly, spitting out four words.

Meng Meng Qingtong heard this, his expression changed slightly, before he could react...

Hum...

That arm gripping Zhang Fan's fist actually turned charred black, the flesh and blood cracking like parched earth; streaks of crimson light seeped out from the fissures, and the flowing blood evaporated entirely under such high heat.

"Non-phase Fire!?"

This scene made everyone's eyes widen, stunned.

Just at that moment, they seemed to see the true appearance of the 【Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword】, a kind of true fire that the soul-aspect couldn't peek at...

The most terrifying thing is that the nearly invincible Meng Meng Qingtong was unscathed under the combined attack of three great masters, but at this moment, he actually broke his defense!?

"What's going on?"

Bang...

The violent sound pulled everyone's thoughts back. Meng Meng Qingtong's left arm exploded, shattered dust scattered, and the huge power bounced him out, pulling away from Zhang Fan.

"Little ghost, you actually..."

Meng Meng Qingtong stared at Zhang Fan, a trace of disbelief appearing on his twisted face.

"Rotation Transformation Machine..." Zhang Fan looked at the other party indifferently, only spitting out four words.

Upon hearing this, Meng Meng Qingtong's face trembled violently.

Daoist books say that spring goes and autumn comes, grass and trees live and die, like a rotation, life force transforms and nurtures.

In spring, life force is exuberant, grass and trees grow. When winter comes, all things are extinguished, grass and trees wither. Thus spring goes and autumn comes, like a rotation.

The ability of Rejuvenation is this rotation transformation machine. All spells and power, falling on the body, will be extinguished with the metabolism of life force in his body, naturally unable to hurt him in the slightest.

Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword, non-phase fire, immeasurable, naturally not affected by that 【Rotation Transformation Machine】.

"Zhang Fan..."

The Liu brothers looked at each other, and even the corner of He He Ningyan's eyes trembled unnaturally.

Just now, in that instant, this man actually saw through Meng Meng Qingtong's reality and broke the other party's supernatural power with this fire method.

Such eyesight, such mind, such strength...

"He is very dangerous." Liu Liu Xingchui's gaze narrowed, whispering.

"Good younger generation, you are really special."

Meng Meng Qingtong licked the corner of his mouth, a look of excitement appearing on his face.

Hum...

The scattered dust gathered slowly at Meng Meng Qingtong's broken arm, actually transforming into a pitch-black arm prototype. Immediately after, a wisp of life force was injected, like a stopped wheel rotating, the scorched black on the surface slowly fell off, and the sound of blood flowing echoed in everyone's ears...

The brand-new arm was actually as fresh as before.

"This..."

Such an incredible scene falling into everyone's eyes made one's scalp numb.

Even if a Daoist practitioner reaches the 【High Merit】 rank, they couldn't have such creation, being able to regrow a severed limb.

"Is this Daoist supernatural power? Rejuvenation, Rotation Transformation Machine!"

Everyone's expression was ugly, and infinite awe for Meng Meng Qingtong rose in their hearts.

This man, awakening Daoist supernatural power, seemed invincible.

"Try again."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Meng Qingtong appeared in front of Zhang Fan. His speed was even more rapid than just now, and his broad palm covered Zhang Fan's head.

Hum...

Just then, a wisp of nameless fire surged, as if a dragon was roaring, as if a sword was ringing, the terrifying power burning the surrounding ground until it was scorched black like a prison.

Bang...

Huge power steamed between Zhang Fan and Meng Meng Qingtong. In everyone's eyes, the air where they stood was distorting, as if it were a steamer.

That non-phase fire was domineering without limit.

However, this time, Meng Meng Qingtong stood still. His body became increasingly crystal clear, the blood flow beneath his skin became faster and faster, like drums beating, deafening, and his thick black hair hung down like a waterfall.

"Life force is exuberant, his life force is even more terrifying than just now."

"This is the real Rejuvenation."

Everyone felt a trace of despair, the aura of failure.

Such a Meng Meng Qingtong is simply a monster.

"You haven't even entered High Merit, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of me?"

Meng Meng Qingtong sneered. He had absolute confidence in his strength and didn't put Zhang Fan in his eyes at all, pointing his fingers like a sword, stabbing directly at Zhang Fan's brow.

"Still as a mountain, Weiling Demon-Suppressing!"

Just then, Zhang Fan formed a seal with both hands, a fire light rushed into the sky, non-phase producing phase, sword ringing like a dragon, in the red scorching chaos, there were dots of golden light flickering, like that immortal spirituality, like that demon-suppressing brilliance.

"That... what is that thing?"

Such a shocking scene seemed to seize everyone's mind.

In that red scorching chaos, there were dots of golden light flickering, like that immortal spirituality, like that demon-suppressing brilliance, a true fire forming a sword, rising in Zhang Fan's palm.

At this moment, everyone saw what the real 【Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword】 was.

Three treasures suddenly separate to produce essence, wild nature urges the fire dragon, now sacrifice true meaning with pure Yang, alchemy produces mysterious fire dragon sword.

This is the Pure Yang method transmission, Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword, containing the 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】 blessed Fire Dragon Alchemy Sword.

"Zhang Fan... this is Zhang Fan..."

He He Ningyan's beautiful eyes trembled. The Zhang Fan she saw at this moment was completely different from the Zhang Fan she heard about from Ma Ma Buting's mouth.

This man was terrifying to the point of making her tremble.

Boom...

The dragon's roar shook the air, the sword's hum pierced the sky, and the terrifying firelight forcefully tore through Meng Meng Qingtong's body, burying and extinguishing his entire vitality.

His torso left violently, and the beating heart was exposed to the air.

"That is..."

"【Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy】!?"

In the beating heart, a tile piece was embedded, engraved with strange runes, fresh blood gathered at the heart, being refined and absorbed.

"Little ghost, you are looking for death yourself, don't blame others."

Meng Meng Qingtong's twisted face showed intense killing intent.

At this moment, he used his soul-aspect to urge the 【Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy】. This thing was his greatest reliance. If fed with soul-aspect, it could continue to grow. If he could find other scattered 【Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy】, swallowing and merging them, it would be possible to transform it into a new Three-Corpse soul-aspect.

"Sacrifice your soul-aspect!" Meng Meng Qingtong said crazily.

Hum...

At the beating heart, the strange tile piece emitted bursts of gray airflow, drilling directly into Zhang Fan's brow...

This is the true appearance of 【Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy】.

In an instant, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect shook. He only felt the gray airflow descend into his soul-aspect inner scene, like a cage, covering his soul-aspect. Heaven and earth were vast, and there was nowhere to hide.

"This is the power of Three-Corpse Origin Alchemy, naturally having... for the soul-aspect." A voice seemed to be shouting in Zhang Fan's heart.

"Little ghost, your life is over." Meng Meng Qingtong's voice echoed in Zhang Fan's ears, carrying deep mockery.

Hum...

The gray airflow seemed to boil, sweeping toward Zhang Fan's soul-aspect.

"Thirty-five-year-old Origin Alchemy, tastes average, average..."

Just then, a mysterious sigh came from the deepest part of the inner scene.

At this moment, heaven and earth were silent, as if everything had stopped.

"Time to eat!!!"

That mysterious voice rose again, accompanied by the sound of heavy chains colliding.

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