Chapter 163: Nascent Soul Other-Transformation Burning Heaven Incense! Gao Gong Zhang Fan

The silver-white high-speed train roared and growled like a giant dragon, rushing into the mountain tunnel.

Outside the window, it was dark and chaotic, and the lights in the carriage flickered.

At this moment, everyone's thoughts seemed to stop in an instant. The surroundings were empty, vast, and only those two Nascent Souls soared into the sky, shocking all directions!!!

"That... what is that?"

Wei Qingsong's Nascent Soul trembled, looking at the direction where Zhang Fan was, revealing an unprecedented fear.

If the Nascent Soul of that mysterious existence just now was like the sun without light and the night eternal, that kind of overwhelming despair making people sink, then Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul at this moment was like a bottomless abyss, leaking nothing, actually possessing the same bizarre terror, and even having a feeling of familiarity between the two Nascent Souls.

"That person just now? From the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance..."

Wei Qingsong's Nascent Soul was on the verge of shattering; he simply couldn't believe his eyes. If the two Nascent Souls before him were like burning flames, then his Nascent Soul was at best a small spark.

He really couldn't believe when the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance produced such a terrifying existence, so young, yet his Nascent Soul already had such overwhelming fierce power.

"Is this Fan-ge's Nascent Soul!?"

At this time, the Liu brothers were also shocked by the scene before them, waves of ripples in their hearts, difficult to calm.

Nascent Soul fighting, strange phenomena emerging one after another, flowers falling from the sky, increasing the danger, so this was also the first time they had seen Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul leave his body. Such fierce power was even more tyrannical than in ordinary reality.

"Just this Nascent Soul alone could crush our two brothers to death, right?" Liu Xingchui trembled in his heart.

Daoist practice, the Nascent Soul is the foundation. If they really fought with Nascent Souls, even if the two brothers joined forces to face Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul, they wouldn't have half a chance of survival.

However, at this moment, on this high-speed train, in this carriage, there was another equally powerful Nascent Soul hidden.

Rumble...

The two strange Nascent Souls collided violently. Without extra probing, without fancy magic, the mysterious Nascent Souls fought and roared like wild beasts in the most violent and direct way...

The Nascent Soul collision, the ripples caused were like waves, raging and ravaging. Any wandering ghost, under the sweep of such fluctuations, would turn into dust.

Even Daoist practitioners like Wei Qingsong and Lin Xiaoke were curled up, uneasy, as if facing a great calamity of life and death.

"Senior brother, this... what kind of Daoist magic is this!?"

Lin Xiaoke's Nascent Soul was like a frightened little chick, hiding behind Wei Qingsong's Nascent Soul, her eyes filled with horror.

At this time, she was somewhat fortunate that she had such a senior brother who had pulled her back just now, not letting her go to find that fellow Daoist from Jiangnan Province to spar.

Who could have thought that in a place like Jiangnan Province, in a place like Yujing City stained with red dust, such a terrifying existence was hidden? The Nascent Soul oppression, just the aftermath, made her feel the dilemma of life and death.

"Nascent Soul competition can actually have such a big battle!?" Wei Qingsong roared in his heart, but his Nascent Soul didn't dare to make a sound.

Rumble...

The two Nascent Souls collided frantically. The void was like splashed ink, and in a trance, there were ten thousand paths of firelight, splashing in all directions.

Zhang Fan never dreamed that the 【Evil God】 he had been thinking about would appear before him the moment he entered Dongshan territory, his Nascent Soul leaving his body, fighting and attacking.

"Very good!"

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, his fighting spirit soaring, unprecedented. He let out a shout, but who knew that a more excited voice came from the opposite side.

"Very good!"

"Eat you here!"

"Eat you here!"

The two voices sounded simultaneously, as if they were heart-to-heart, as if they had a tacit understanding.

Rumble...

The Nascent Soul collision was even more frantic. The external phenomena rose abruptly: the vast night, the endless sky, a huge figure emerged, black wings spread, feathers drifting, the crane's cry shaking the clouds.

"Black Crane!?"

Hum...

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul revealed a Black Crane phantom, the terrifying figure covering the sky and the sun, the giant beak holding the sky, ready to swallow and refine the opposite Nascent Soul.

Clang... clang... clang...

Just then, a strange sound of chains rang out faintly. The opposite Nascent Soul shook violently, actually transforming into purple Qi soaring into the nine heavens, purple Qi coming from the East to lock the immortals.

The next moment, the purple Qi seemed to burn, black smoke rolling, actually transforming into chains, surging out from the external phantom, entwining toward Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul.

"This is..."

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul's expression changed drastically. The huge Black Crane let out a mournful cry, black feathers withering, like a trapped beast, actually being firmly imprisoned by those strange chains.

"You learned the Division of Spirit Technique, but didn't learn the Spirit-Locking Technique?"

The cold voice came from the chaotic external phenomena, drifting and void, actually unable to tell if it was male or female.

Rumble...

Nine paths of purple Qi burned into chains, firmly imprisoning Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul. Mysterious talisman characters flowed against the current along the chains, branding themselves on the Nascent Soul...

At this moment, Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul seemed to receive a summons, as if sinking into the sea, actually unable to produce half a bit of strength.

"No wonder he was so confident, actually blocking me here." Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Back then, the Nascent Soul was divided into three. The Evil God took away most of the power and memories. He took over a body and was reborn, practicing in secret for many years, especially in the Division of Spirit Technique, researching it more thoroughly than Zhang Fan, seemingly having long mastered the core secret of the 【Great Division of Spirit】.

"Fan-ge's Nascent Soul is about to enter silence!?"

Liu Xingchui's expression changed drastically. He could feel that the strange chains seemed to contain power that restrained Zhang Fan. Under its heavy imprisonment, Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul was tottering, as if about to fall into a coma.

"Senior brother..."

"The winner has been decided. What kind of person is that? The means are so strong, simply unimaginable." Wei Qingsong's expression was ugly.

The person who came from the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance was already powerful to the point of being unimaginable, but who knew the other party was even better, purple Qi transforming into black locks, actually imprisoning and sealing the former's Nascent Soul.

Clang... clang... clang...

The nine chains collided, the sound harsh and scratching the heart, revealing a chilling coldness.

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul was like a trapped beast, held firmly by the nine chains, dragging toward the direction of the mysterious existence.

There, it seemed a giant mouth was open, waiting, hoping...

At this moment, the winner was decided, and there was no suspense.

"Nascent Soul Other-Transformation Burning Heaven Incense, burning smoke to reach the Heavens!"

Just then, a faint voice rang out, extremely slow, but falling into everyone's ears, it was like thunder, deafening.

Rumble...

The next moment, the external phenomena, in the vast night, a firelight soared into the sky, breaking the eternal night, swinging open a piece of blue sky.

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul was actually burning frantically at this moment.

"Nascent Soul self-immolation!? This is the way to death! Is he crazy?"

"Madness in despair. That person is too strong, strong enough to drive him crazy. Even if he doesn't self-immolate, he will definitely die."

Wei Qingsong and Lin Xiaoke looked at each other, shocked by the strength of the mysterious expert, and lamented Zhang Fan's madness and destruction.

In their eyes, this fellow Daoist from the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance was already amazing enough, strong enough to make them feel terrified, but even so, facing that mysterious unknown expert, he was still forced to self-immolate his Nascent Soul.

How terrifying is this!?

The Dao heart has completely collapsed! "Hmm!?"

However, at this moment, the nine chains shook violently, but the opposite Nascent Soul let out a sound of surprise, extremely solemn.

Rumble...

In the sky, a clap of thunder sounded, and cold rain dripped from the clouds of the giant dragon.

The flickering electric light raged like a startled dragon, roaring and ferocious within the black clouds.

At this moment, Laoshan Hall, in front of the Three Pure Ones Hall.

A Daoist priest, wearing a wide robe, let the mountain wind blow his robes, his graying temples showing the passage of time. His eyes seemed to hide the sun and moon, essence flickering, staring at the changing clouds.

"Sect Leader Senior Brother, why did you come out of seclusion?" Just then, a middle-aged Daoist walked over, about forty or fifty years old, looking at the man before him with respect.

Laoshan Sect Leader, Li Chengge, is one of the most respected existences in the current Daoist sects.

At this moment, his expression was heavy, looking at the changing clouds.

"Clouds riding the wind, heaven and earth changing color, suddenly seeing a wisp of firelight burning the sky, showing three parts light, seven parts darkness, enjoying three years of luck in Dongshan territory..." Li Chengge murmured softly, a solemn expression appearing on his cold face.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged Daoist asked, puzzled.

"Master told me in his later years that many years ago, he had also seen such a celestial phenomenon..." Li Chengge murmured softly.

"Seeing heavenly light in the Nascent Soul, burning smoke to reach the Heavens..."

"That year, a Daoist priest was comprehending the 【Gao Gong】 mystery in Dongshan territory, burning half a stick of Ten Thousand True Incense, his cultivation was world-shaking, seizing three years of luck in Dongshan..." Li Chengge murmured softly.

The middle-aged Daoist beside him changed his expression slightly. A name that had been sealed for many years, enough to make the experts of the current Daoist sects talk about it with fear, was about to come out.

"Three Corpses Daoist!"

Many years ago, the Three Corpses Daoist was in Dongshan territory, and with the help of that half stick of Ten Thousand True Incense, he broke through to the 【Gao Gong】 rank.

"Talent emerges in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years... A hundred years have not yet passed. Is this world going to produce another Three Corpses Daoist?"

Li Chengge's eyes revealed a trace of worry. A figure like the Three Corpses Daoist, neither righteous nor evil, emerging, will surely stir the world's wind and clouds, making the human world restless.

"Senior brother, that is the direction of Qilu City." The middle-aged Daoist looked at the clouds and hurriedly said.

"Send someone to take a look." Li Chengge's gaze was faint, speaking in a deep voice.

Rumble...

Inside the silver-white high-speed train, external phenomena appeared one after another. The black sky faded, the blue sky floated, and Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul burned to nothing. The nine chains immediately lost their target.

"Dead!?"

Wei Qingsong and Lin Xiaoke changed their expressions, and the two brothers, Liu Xingchui and Liu Xingyu, were ashen-faced.

They didn't expect Zhang Fan to be so radical, self-immolating his Nascent Soul, dead beyond death.

Rumble...

Just then, the nine chains soared into the sky, gathering in one place, like a startled dragon's tail, facing forward, as if facing a great enemy.

Hum...

True Fire burned, scorching the sky, a wisp of golden light gathered, actually transforming into a lotus flower, opening slowly. The strange fragrance dispersed, like the fragrance of the earth, like the spirit of the empty valley.

"What is that!?"

True Fire surged, golden light shone, everyone's eyes were almost unable to open, and faintly, they saw a terrifying phantom born from that golden lotus...

It was a human figure, sitting in meditation, hands forming a treasure seal, with a thousand phenomena, world-shaking.

"Nascent Soul... is that Fan-ge's Nascent Soul!?" Liu Xingchui's heart seemed to be roaring, simply unable to believe his eyes.

"If I can have my life, I can plant a golden lotus in the fire."

The mysterious and void voice came from the opposite side, revealing deep solemnity and fear.

This is the method of turning killing into life, and it is also the mystery of reversing the cultivation of immortality.

In a strange book of Daoist Dan like Journey to the West, there is a passage that says the secret of Daoist practice: The moon hides the jade rabbit, the sun hides the crow, naturally there are turtles and snakes coiled together.

Coiled together, life is firm, and one can plant a golden lotus in the fire.

Gathering the five elements and using them in reverse, when the work is done, one becomes a Buddha or an immortal.

The so-called jade rabbit and golden crow, like turtles and snakes, refer to both Yin and Yang, and also water and fire.

It has always been planting a golden lotus in the water. If one can also plant a golden lotus in the fire, that is the wonderful use of taking Kan to fill Li, and reversing Yin and Yang. If the Daoist sect can perform the reverse method, one can become a Buddha or an immortal.

Because of this, it is also said in Daoist books, if you don't know the reversal in the mystery, how do you know it is good to plant a lotus in the fire?

Zhang Fan saw the mystery of 【Vacuum Refining Form】 and comprehended the principle of creating something from nothing, finally comprehending the method of turning killing into life and planting a lotus in the fire.

This is the mystery of the Great Yin-Yang rotation, the divine power of true life and death repetition, seeking life in death, directly using the Nascent Soul to descend the True Incense, practicing Gao Gong to live a long life.

Rumble...

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul was like the rising sun, several times stronger than before. Under the nourishment of such heavenly light, the True Yang in his body began to compress and refine, seven returns and nine turns, gradually presenting a crystal-clear spiritual light.

"Heaven is high, but not high; the human heart is the highest! Gao Gong, good Gao Gong!"

Just then, a void and mysterious voice came from the opposite side, revealing irrepressible praise.

Rumble...

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul moved. He stepped out with a giant hand, covering the sky and the sun. The nine chains were like startled dragons soaring into the sky, swinging ferociously, entwining toward him.

Bang...

A loud noise fell, and before the nine chains could land on Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul, he pointed a finger, actually shattering the nine chains...

Following that, the shattered chains turned into thick black smoke, ready to surge toward the opposite Nascent Soul.

Whoosh...

Just then, Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul opened its mouth wide, and the terrifying fluctuations, like a whirlpool, actually sucked the black smoke that was about to escape into its belly.

Rumble...

At almost the same moment, the huge Nascent Soul on the opposite side soared into the sky again, rushing toward Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul.

The two Nascent Souls collided again, the terrifying fluctuations several times more intense than just now. Everyone's expression was terrified, like angry seas turning waves, turbid waves surging...

Under such fluctuations, it seemed all fish and shrimp would be buried, and all boats would capsize...

"My god, is this even human? Is this the true power of their Nascent Souls!?"

Wei Qingsong roared in his heart. He felt that his Nascent Soul was about to crack. It might be this moment, or it might be the next, life and death disappearing, right before his eyes.

Bang...

Just then, a loud noise fell, and the external phenomena before his eyes all dissipated.

Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul returned to his body, the carriage returned to brightness, and the high-speed train rushed out of the gloomy tunnel. The scene outside the window was full of vitality.

In another carriage, it was still full of passengers, some whispering, some sleeping soundly... as if everything just now was just a big dream.

"Fan-ge!?"

Liu Xingchui saw Zhang Fan open his eyes and hurriedly said.

"I'm fine." Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed into a line, staring fixedly at the seat where the mysterious figure had just sat, but now it was empty.

"What kind of person is that? How dare he kill on the train?" Liu Xingyu couldn't help but say.

"He didn't kill; he was testing." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

He knew that when he practiced the Division of Spirit Technique, the Evil God took away most of the power, especially in these years, he had been practicing in secret, and it was even more incomparable.

However, the Evil God's terror was beyond Zhang Fan's expectations. He seemed to have comprehended the mystery beyond the 【Division of Spirit Technique】, faintly restraining Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul...

Fortunately, Zhang Fan had made rapid progress recently, comprehending the mystery of 【Gao Gong】, and his Nascent Soul had transformed, allowing him to fight the other party to a draw.

A test could show that the current situation was in a dilemma, where neither could do anything to the other.

Of course, Zhang Fan was not without gains from this test. Besides completely mastering Gao Gong in this life-and-death calamity, he also swallowed part of the other party's power.

That black smoke just now originated from the Evil God's Nascent Soul. Once refined, Zhang Fan's Nascent Soul should be able to become more powerful. After all, this was originally a part of him.

Besides this, if he could find traces of the Evil God, it would be a huge gain.

However, facing these gains, Zhang Fan couldn't be happy. Through the fight just now, he faintly sensed something, a perception that was almost bizarre and made him feel a bit uneasy...

"Is he practicing 【Three Corpses Illuminating Fate】!?" Zhang Fan's gaze lowered, a voice wandering in his heart.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 164 =====