Chapter 170: See Lin Jianyue again! Thirteen Zodiacs, Rabbit

Early morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, three feet above his head, his soul-aspect suspended, True Fire surging around his body, producing golden light, deriving a golden lotus, slowly blooming, holding the soul-aspect in the center.

Fire House Produces Lotus!!!

This kind of Daoist technique has no aggressiveness at all. Its only function is 【Turning Killing into Life, Restoring Soul-Aspect】. That day, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect turned into True Fragrance, burning the True Mystery, and it was by borrowing this method that he reversed his transformation and stepped into the Gao Gong rank.

In the battle with the Boar, Zhang Fan gained a lot.

Daoist priests fighting, fundamentally, is a competition of soul-aspects, especially when facing experts like the Boar, the consumption is not small.

However, by borrowing 【Fire House Produces Lotus】, in just one night, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect recovered as before, and even grew much stronger.

"Truly an incredible Dharma method."

Zhang Fan's soul-aspect returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes. The more he realized, the more he felt the mystery of this 【Fire House Produces Lotus】.

He had originally practiced the 【God-Demon Sacred Fetus】. Although his soul-aspect was incomplete now, it was still stronger than most people.

In general fighting, the consumption of the soul-aspect could almost be ignored.

But the Boar was not an ordinary expert. His 【Greedy Eating Transformation Dharma】 both ate spells and ate soul-aspects...

In that battle last night, Zhang Fan clearly felt that every time the opponent devoured his spells, his soul-aspect would be pulled by a force, and more or less would be worn away by a little power, just like sifting wine, filtering and purifying, and being devoured by the opponent along with the power of the spells.

After one battle, Zhang Fan felt quite exhausted.

But by borrowing 【Fire House Produces Lotus】, he could quickly make up for the loss, and even the loss he had suffered earlier because of awakening the 【Three-Flavor True Fire】 could be made up for.

If my fate is all in my own hands, only then can I plant a golden lotus in the fire.

This is the wonderful use of reversal, the method of reversing immortal life.

Zhang Fan had only obtained the fur, but he could see the extraordinary nature of this method.

It should be known that the soul-aspect is born innately and is the most exquisite. Many Daoist techniques are extremely consuming of the soul-aspect, such as the Boar's 【Greedy Eating Transformation Dharma】, which requires a large amount of soul-aspect power to devour the opponent's techniques and transform them for use.

Therefore, he must constantly harvest and supplement the soul-aspect to make up for his own deficit and complete his own soul-aspect.

If the Boar could master 【Fire House Produces Lotus】, then his 【Greedy Eating Transformation Dharma】 would be truly perfect and could be called flawless.

For another example, among the nine great inner pill methods, 【Vacuum Refining Form】, it is rumored that practicing this method requires everything to be vacuum, cutting off the body, and even the soul-aspect must be emptied... finally, vacuum produces wonderful existence, and everything naturally becomes.

Emptying the soul-aspect is not death, not nothingness, but as if it exists and yet doesn't, as if it doesn't exist and yet does... finally, by borrowing that trace of mystery in the vacuum, one is reborn and lives.

This kind of mystery is somewhat similar to 【Fire House Produces Lotus】.

"Vacuum produces wonderful existence... I heard this is a major pass for practicing 【Vacuum Refining Form】, cutting off the body, the soul-aspect is silent and empty, finally naturally born from the vacuum..." Zhang Fan muttered softly.

He heard Liu Fusheng say that the nine great inner pill methods are all extremely difficult to practice, with passes upon passes.

The God-Demon Sacred Fetus has the calamity of the Great Night of No Light, and Vacuum Refining Form has the difficulty of silent rebirth. Many people, after emptying, find it fundamentally difficult to regenerate and return from that vacuum, which is when everything becomes empty.

Empty is the mystery of this method, and also the greatest calamity.

Compared to Vacuum produces wonderful existence, Zhang Fan's 【Fire House Produces Lotus】 is a small witch compared to a big one and cannot be mentioned in the same breath.

But for the current Zhang Fan, this method is one of his trump cards. I don't know how many people would drool over it, and it has great attraction for Gao Gong ranks.

"Fire House Produces Lotus can restore the soul-aspect, I don't know if it can..."

A strange idea rose in Zhang Fan's heart. His soul-aspect was incomplete, lacking the 【Evil God】. Since 【Fire House Produces Lotus】 could restore the soul-aspect, could it supplement the part lacking the 【Evil God】!?

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan shook his head and gave up.

The Evil God was split out by his practice of the 【Great Soul-Splitting Dharma】, which itself was derived from 【Three Corpses Illuminating Fate】. How could it be supplemented by 【Fire House Produces Lotus】!? What's more, the trinity not only concerned power, but also involved innate mystery.

"He should still be in Dongshan Province."

Zhang Fan recalled the scene of fighting with the 【Evil God】 that day in his mind. There were seven days left until the 【Immortal Prison Temple】 opened...

In these seven days, Zhang Fan intended to borrow 【Fire House Produces Lotus】 to urge the soul-aspect to see if he could find the traces of the 【Evil God】.

Walking out of the hotel, the small town in the early morning was quite quiet.

"Brother Fan, morning..."

The Liu brothers also got up very early. They practiced fire techniques, harvesting the first ray of sunlight at dawn, which was crucial for practicing fire techniques, so every day before dawn, they would get up.

"I'm going to Luoxia Mountain to walk around. If you have nothing to do, just hang around the town and pay attention to whether there are any suspicious people." Zhang Fan instructed.

"Understood."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan went to Luoxia Mountain alone.

This mountain was only a ten-minute walk from the small town. If you took a sightseeing bus, it only took five minutes.

During the peak season, there were quite a few tourists climbing the mountain to see the sunset and watch the sunrise, mostly couples, as well as some mountaineering enthusiasts. There were also shops on the mountain that specifically rented tents.

"This mountain is not big."

Zhang Fan walked along the mountain path, looking at the mountain situation. Compared to Mount Zhenwu, this could at best be considered a small dirt slope. It was hard to imagine that the Three-Corpse Daoist priest would build a Daoist temple here.

"Immortal Prison Temple... I want to see what kind of style the Daoist temple founded by the Three-Corpse Daoist priest has." Zhang Fan said in a low, concentrated voice.

The Immortal Prison Temple was hidden in this mountain, but now even if he observed with his soul-aspect, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to find that path. Only on the fifteenth full moon, when the sun and moon change and heaven and earth's Qi moves, would that path appear.

"Hmm!?"

Arriving halfway up the mountain, a rustling sound came from the dense forest ahead. Zhang Fan stopped his steps, revealing a strange expression.

There shouldn't be wild boars on this mountain.

While thinking, a small head poked out from the flowers and grass, like a rabbit, with withered yellow tree leaves stuck to her ponytail, and a pair of round, rolling eyes staring at Zhang Fan.

"Lin Jianyue!?"

"Rich brother!?"

Lin Jianyue stood up. Unlike when they met in Luoxia Town earlier, this time, she was wearing a loose Daoist robe, carrying a bamboo basket, and holding a hoe in her hand, her fair jade hands stained with mud and dirt.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask. He had spent one hundred and thirty yuan on this woman, so he naturally had a deep impression.

"Picking herbs."

Lin Jianyue shook the harvest in the bamboo basket, which were all herbs that Zhang Fan didn't recognize.

"You really are here to sell medicine." Zhang Fan curled his lips.

Yesterday he had heard Lin Jianyue talk about the routines inside. Locals would dress up as Daoist priests, pretend to meet tourists by chance in the mountain, and sell high-priced herbs, making a lot of money.

"You really are early enough." Zhang Fan couldn't help but say. It had to be said that this Lin Jianyue was indeed good at making money.

"Hard work leads to wealth. Does brother want to buy some? I'll give you a twenty percent discount." Lin Jianyue asked softly.

Zhang Fan's eye corners twitched: "No need."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan continued to walk up the mountain, and Lin Jianyue put away her hoe and followed.

"What are you doing? I don't have money to hire you as a tour guide." Zhang Fan looked at Lin Jianyue, who was walking side by side, vigilantly. "How can brother think of people like that? Can't it be on the way?" Lin Jianyue asked as if she had been wronged.

Zhang Fan was speechless and quickened his pace.

A moment later, a tomb appeared beside the mountain path, with flourishing incense and coins scattered all around.

"Three-Person Tomb? Whose tomb is this?"

Zhang Fan stopped and looked at the words on the tombstone, couldn't help but ask.

"This is one of the most famous attractions in Luoxia Mountain. Hasn't brother heard of it?" Lin Jianyue carried the bamboo basket and said softly.

It is said that a long time ago, a general's mansion was under this Luoxia Mountain. One day, snow filled the sky, and the general rode his horse home at night, wanting to give his beloved wife a surprise. Who knew that when he returned home, there was bright moonlight before the window, and two pairs of shoes on the ground. A pair of adulterous man and woman were taking off their clothes.

In a fit of rage, the general killed the adulterer and the adulteress, burned the mansion with a fire, and even buried himself in the sea of fire. After the fire was extinguished, people found three charred corpses in the ruins, almost stuck together, and no one could tell who was who, so they simply buried them together.

This was the origin of the Three-Person Tomb.

"This is made up, right!?" Zhang Fan's expression was strange, looking at a poem on the tombstone: Snow flies outside the window, the lonely horse general returns at night. Looking at home, the wife and someone else are flying together.

"Good poem!" Zhang Fan couldn't help but praise.

"Whether it's made up or not, I don't know. But during the peak season, this place is quite popular, especially for couples. The queue for burning incense and making wishes can line up to the foot of the mountain..."

Speaking of this, Lin Jianyue revealed a cunning smile: "Next time brother brings sister, if you want to queue, you can find me. There are scalper tickets."

"Hmm? Why do couples have to worship this tomb?" Zhang Fan didn't understand.

"I heard that if couples worship the 【Three-Person Tomb】, whoever cheats and wears a green hat for the other will die a horrible death. It's very effective."

"..."

"In addition, if it's not a true match, worshiping the 【Three-Person Tomb】 will also lead to a breakup within half a year." Lin Jianyue introduced.

"This... it's hard to say it's not feudal superstition."

Although Zhang Fan was a person who cultivated the Dao, hearing such a legend, he still couldn't help but complain.

This was somewhat similar to the Fengming Temple in Yujing City. Fengming Temple was the first ancient temple in Yujing City and also an ancient imperial temple, with the title of the first temple of the Southern Dynasty, near Xuanwu Lake.

There were also rumors on the Internet that couples who worshiped at Fengming Temple would break up if they weren't a true match.

There was even a saying: "Worship a circle in Fengming Temple, break up immediately and be a widow for three years."

However, such rumors instead attracted more couples to travel and worship, perhaps in their eyes, their love was firm and unmoving, and they must be a true match.

As a result, on the little yellow book, there were more and more posts about breaking up at Fengming Temple.

"Are you guys plagiarizing!?" Zhang Fan's expression was strange.

"Anyway, there is no copyright." Lin Jianyue said casually.

She carried the basket, bypassed Zhang Fan, and walked toward the mountain. The hunting mountain wind blew the Daoist robe up, revealing those fair jade legs.

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Fan unnaturally moved his gaze elsewhere and followed Lin Jianyue's footsteps.

Without saying much, the two came to the top of the mountain. During the off-season, it was empty and deserted, with only a lonely pavilion standing under the rock wall. Zhang Fan looked out, and could take in the panoramic view of Luoxia Town not far away.

"This is indeed a good place."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath. The air in the mountain in the early morning was fresh, and his chest seemed to be opened.

"Of course it's a good place, otherwise how could an immortal fall here." Lin Jianyue said softly.

"You really believe it." Zhang Fan said casually.

"Of course I believe it. It is recorded in the county annals that golden clouds fell from the sky and inhabited the deep mountains... that refers to here." Lin Jianyue said indifferently.

The local county annals recorded it in more than one place. Golden clouds had fallen on this mountain, and more than once.

The last time should be eighty or ninety years ago.

"Eighty or ninety years ago... that should be the era of the Three-Corpse Daoist priest. The time matches." Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

The Three-Corpse Daoist priest, although known as the world's number one expert, everything about him was a mystery. His origin, his background, his master... all were mysteries.

However, it is speculated that the Three-Corpse Daoist priest should be a figure of the last hundred years. Eighty years ago, he should have been about forty years old, 【Three Corpses Illuminating Fate】 was completed, and he finally sat on the throne of the world's number one expert.

At that time, it was the Great Calamity of the Daoist path. The only survivor on Mount Long Hu, Chu Chaoran, was also just over twenty, graceful and young.

Another twenty years passed, which was a cycle of sixty years ago. At that time, Chu Chaoran was over forty and finally challenged this world's number one expert.

"The immortal holds the clouds and falls on this mountain... whether the legend is true or false, according to the time calculation, the Three-Corpse Daoist priest should have come to Luoxia Mountain at that time and built the 【Immortal Prison Temple】..." Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

For those who cultivate the Dao, immortals are still illusory legends, especially in the current era. The end of the Dharma has arrived, and immortals are more like legends. Even if they reach Gao Gong and carry profound Dharma techniques, immortals are still high above and difficult to reach.

It seems that only by reaching the Pure Yang Limitless Realm can one peer into the truth or falsehood of the immortals.

But no matter what, the Three-Corpse Daoist priest once cultivated here. This place should be extremely special, but I don't know what kind of secret is hidden.

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan was thinking, when he looked up, he saw that the pillars of the pavilion were densely carved with many small characters, many of which were "So-and-so visited here," "So-and-so loves So-and-so," and so on.

However, one line of small characters made Zhang Fan stunned.

"Bashan Chushui is a desolate place, the soul-aspect has no additives." Zhang Fan muttered in a trance.

This tone, this phrasing...

"Wu Wei Sect member!?"

Zhang Fan's expression was strange. His gaze swept and landed on another message.

"More care, more love, I eat soul-aspects to supplement calcium."

"Is it this arrogant!?" Zhang Fan was stunned and speechless.

It seems that this Luoxia Mountain is indeed not a good place. The Wu Wei Sect doesn't even avoid people here.

"Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, soul-aspect tastes best."

"Youth has no price, soul-aspect melts in the mouth."

Zhang Fan moved his steps, looking at the messages of the Wu Wei Sect members one by one. It had to be said that there were quite a few talents in the Wu Wei Sect, and their little words were one set after another.

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan's steps stopped suddenly, his gaze narrowed into a line, looking at a line of bright characters on the top of the pillar:

Thirteen Zodiacs Rabbit, visited here!!

"Brother..."

Just at this moment, Lin Jianyue shook the hoe in her hand, and a soft voice came from behind Zhang Fan.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 171 =====