Chapter 197: Small success method and great success method

Li Cunsi, Li Yishan's father.

This was the first time Zhang Fan had heard his father's name from Li Yishan's mouth.

On the past, talking about the past, the degree of tragedy of Li Yishan's life experience seemed to be no less than Zhang Fan's.

When he was a child, his mother ran away with someone, and later brought back a wild man, who angered his biological father to death. If it weren't for his stepmother being reliable, God knows what kind of virtue Li Yishan would be in today.

Precisely because of this, Zhang Fan played with Li Yishan for so many years, rarely heard him mention things at home, and rarely heard him mention his father who had passed away many years ago.

"Zhang Fan, do you know? My dad didn't die..."

Just then, Li Yishan's voice came from the other end of the phone again, low and mysterious, completely different from the usual Li Yishan.

"Didn't die? Didn't your dad get angered to death by your mother?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and his expression gradually became strange.

"Yeah... about died," Li Yishan's voice became dazed.

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan was full of doubts, and before he could come back to his senses, the other end of the phone made a "beep-beep-beep" busy tone.

"Hung up? This guy hung up?"

Zhang Fan's brows wrinkled, and he dialed again, but there was no response.

"What's the situation?"

Today's Li Yishan was really abnormally abnormal.

"Dad's dad is a monster, dad's mom is a monster..."

Just then, a pleasant and moving mobile phone ringtone sounded. Zhang Fan subconsciously picked up the phone and saw that Li Yishan had called back.

"Hello..."

Zhang Fan connected the call, and before he could speak, Li Yishan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"In broad daylight... what are you looking for me for?"

"Hmm? What's your situation?" Zhang Fan asked.

"I just hadn't woken up yet. I don't know what's been going on lately, I've been feeling groggy. I even went to the hospital... they said my intracranial pressure was too high and prescribed me medicine," Li Yishan said indifferently.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Fan became nervous.

"Can't die, in the city 【only be a cow or horse, not a tiger, life and death are not up to you】, I am not a cow or horse, how can there be anything wrong? You should pay attention to maintenance," Li Yishan was very good at comforting people.

"..."

"You still have something wrong," Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me for?"

"Have time tonight? Go out for a hot pot, I'll treat you today."

Zhang Fan had just entered 60,000 yuan, which could be called rich and imposing, and he wanted to be extravagant for once.

"Not tonight, have an appointment," Li Yishan replied, sounding like a deflated ball, feeling a bit helpless.

"Girl?"

"Yun Ma arranged a blind date for me."

Li Yishan's tone was impatient.

"Blind date? You also started to walk on the road of no return of blind date? Which girl's family?" Zhang Fan said gloatingly.

"Same family... also surnamed Li... I don't know the specifics, Yun Ma said she had to find me a more powerful wife... headache..." Li Yishan complained.

If it weren't for this stepmother being like a biological mother to him, he would have refused such a blind date.

"Wish you success," Zhang Fan grinned.

"Get lost!"

The impatient voice of Li Yishan came from the other end of the phone, and then he hung up.

Beep beep beep...

Just then, the phone rang with a message prompt. Zhang Fan opened the super letter and saw an announcement issued by the boss in the Night Not Brightening work group.

"Three days off!?" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

Bai Buran changed his nature, actually giving three days off for no reason. It was really seeing the light in the night not brightening, unimaginable.

"Won't it go bankrupt soon?" Zhang Fan muttered in his heart.

In the group, Jiang Hu, Wen He, and Old Yu replied one after another "Received"... In the city, cattle don't moo, horses don't call, group information, received received.

Wen He was the most thoughtful, and even sent a grateful expression pack.

Immediately after, Jiang Lai also replied, only a "1", and then continued to dive.

"Good."

Zhang Fan grinned. With three days of vacation, he could prepare a bit and start the second exploration of the 【Three Corpse Yuan Pill】. If he wanted to solve the secret of the 【Golden Glow Treasure Box】 and comprehend the mystery of merging the soul, the key was the memory of the Three Corpse Daoist.

"Let's sell this tiger bone first."

Zhang Fan took the tiger bone wine, chatted with Jiang Hu privately in the super letter, and made an appointment with him alone.

Evening, 1912 block.

A bar street with a great reputation in Yujing City, adjacent to the Presidential Palace, all surrounded by Republican-era architectural groups, quite popular.

Nine Lives Bar!

This is a bar that Jiang Hu often patronizes.

The bar is not big, the dim lights are slightly ambiguous, men and women sit in the corners, pushing cups and changing cups, gradually narrowing the distance between each other.

The bathroom in the back is always full, and there are "thump-thump" sounds in the compartment from time to time, but someone comes out soon, which really corresponds to that old saying...

Dry for three seconds, wet for five seconds, neither dry nor wet for five or six seconds.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Fan just arrived and saw Jiang Hu's eyes like electricity, as if looking for something in the dim bar.

"I am looking for a predestined person."

"Ah?" Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then said: "What is a predestined person?"

"Those with a big chest must be predestined people."

"..."

"Maoshan expelling you from the sect is right," Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and sat down by himself.

"What is your body temperature that you can say such cold words?"

Jiang Hu slowly took back his gaze and pushed a glass of wine to Zhang Fan.

"Where is the thing!?"

Zhang Fan took out the pale yellow tiger bone from his pocket and placed it in front of Jiang Hu.

The light was dim, but Jiang Hu just glanced at it, and his gaze could no longer move away. He picked it up, looked at it repeatedly, and even smelled it with his nose.

"Good stuff, this tiger is almost a monster, moonlight is medicine, bone quality is three points, where did it come from?" Jiang Hu couldn't help asking.

The more fierce beasts in the mountains, the harder it is to become a monster, but animals like weasels and black rats are easy to become monsters.

In ancient times, if tigers and leopards became monsters, they must be a disaster for one side. If they seized the body and became demons, they were even harder to deal with, and ordinary Daoist priests couldn't hold them.

Now, let alone tigers and leopards becoming demons, even ordinary monsters are rarely seen.

"Don't ask, anyway, it's not stolen."

Zhang Fan's mind appeared with Hong San's figure. This businessman who came from the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance was indeed hand-eyed through the sky, and could even get such a treasure, and said to give it away.

The most critical thing is that such a precious gift, when he gave it, was light and breezy, as if it were insignificant. Now that I think about it, such a hand and heat, but it is extraordinary.

But Zhang Fan thought deeply, I am afraid this is not the first time Hong San gave a gift, and he definitely didn't give it to Sui Chunsheng alone.

He is doing business in the Daoist sects. Since ancient times, officials have not left businessmen, and businessmen have not left officials. The water inside is afraid that it is so deep that Zhang Fan can't see through it. Since this is the case, he naturally cannot talk nonsense outside.

"Good stuff, I'm preparing to refine a secret talisman recently, and I'm just missing such materials," Jiang Hu whispered.

Since he broke his inner demon in the Shen family, his Dao heart has been stable, and his cultivation in the talisman path has been advancing by leaps and bounds. Secretly, he has refined many powerful talismans.

However, the talisman path is similar to the alchemy path, both are money-burning paths. Not to mention the talismans carried daily, just the daily consumption of talisman paper, talisman ink, talisman brush, etc., is a considerable expense.

Just like the talisman ink Jiang Hu uses now, it is based on cinnabar, added with more than ten kinds of medicinal materials and wonders to refine. Just the talisman ink costs more than 20,000 a month.

Although Night Not Brightening also has such talisman ink substitutes, if Jiang Hu buys them, he can enjoy employee discount benefits, but it reduces the cinnabar component, and many other materials also use many chemical substitutes, purely inferior.

Jiang Hu naturally doesn't look down on it, and needs to buy it outside. With the improvement of his cultivation, such talisman ink will gradually fail to meet his needs and needs to be upgraded.

These all cost money.

"How about this, I'll give you 35,000," Jiang Hu thought.

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He is now a loose cultivator, and there is not so much spare money on hand.

"I have two talismans in my hand. After they are sold, I will make up 10,000 for you, a total of 45,000."

Jiang Hu knew that the price of 45,000 was not high. If Zhang Fan put it on the black market and met a buyer who knew the goods, perhaps he could sell it at a higher price.

Just like before, Lin Jianyue offered a high price of 120,000 for two tiger bones. Even if Zhang Fan only sold one, there were 50,000 yuan.

"Let's make it 35,000," Zhang Fan decided.

These two tiger bones were originally free anyway, Jiang Hu is his own person, so there is no need to be petty.

At the beginning, when he first entered Night Not Brightening, people passed on the Northern Emperor Evil Ghost Method to him.

"Thanks."

Jiang Hu didn't push back. He also wanted to give more, but he was too poor.

Drip...

Jiang Hu took out his phone and transferred 35,000 to Zhang Fan immediately. Immediately after, Zhang Fan received a message.

His bank account savings finally broke through six figures, reaching 129683.1. For a young man who just graduated, and it was a headwind situation where his mother died and his father disappeared, it was not easy to

"How is Qi Jiji?" Zhang Fan changed the subject and asked suddenly.

Over the past two days, Jiang Hu had been running to the hospital quite often, partly to look after Qi Jiji and partly to keep an eye on that greenhorn Ji Fengting.

Ever since the incident, Ji Fengting had become reticent and withdrawn.

"He can speak already, and people from Maoshan have come over too," Jiang Hu said indifferently.

"They said at Maoshan that they would allow me to return to the sect."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but feel happy for Jiang Hu.

Back then, Jiang Hu had been schemed against by the Horse of the Noon and expelled from the sect; this was a great regret in his heart.

For all these years, his greatest wish had been to return to the sect, and now he had finally fulfilled it.

"I refused," Jiang Hu said suddenly.

"Hm? Why?" Zhang Fan was stunned and asked in confusion.

"Wouldn't it be too spineless to just go back like that?"

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Hu's eyes, and veins bulged on the hand holding the wine glass.

"Only when my talisman arts reach great success and I destroy the Horse of the Noon will I ever return to Maoshan; otherwise, I will never go back for the rest of my life."

As he spoke, Jiang Hu downed the strong liquor in his cup in one gulp.

He and the Horse of the Noon had a blood feud that would only end in death.

"Great spirit," Zhang Fan praised.

He could sense that ever since Jiang Hu broke through his inner demons, his cultivation had been increasing day by day, and his strength was no longer what it used to be, though there was still a significant gap compared to him.

"I need to improve as well," Zhang Fan thought to himself.

He was now at the Gao Gong rank; the next realm was the 【Great Being】, also known in ancient times as the 【Feathered Scholar】. Upon reaching this realm, the soul-aspect manifests a bright light, capable of wandering in all directions, as if feathered and flying to the heavens, roaming the North Sea in the morning and the Cangwu in the evening...

Zhang Fan had only been at the 【Gao Gong】 rank for a little over a month; it was unlikely he could improve his realm in such a short time.

"I can only put effort into my spells."

Aside from his heaven-sent supernatural powers, Zhang Fan's strongest means now was the 【Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword】. Such a great technique was indeed powerful in the early stages; while it might not be enough to slaughter everything in sight, it was definitely enough to hold the field.

However, as Zhang Fan faced more and more powerful experts, the Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword was clearly beginning to show its limitations.

Spells have their levels, and techniques have their scales.

Great techniques are further divided into 【Lesser Success】 and 【Great Success】.

The Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword belonged to the Lesser Success category.

If the Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword could be elevated to the level of a Great Success technique, then that night, in a single encounter, he could have driven Fang Changying to a point where there was no way to heaven and no door to earth—how could he have let him escape!?

"For a spell of the Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword's level, wanting to take another step forward and promote it to a Great Success technique is truly difficult beyond measure," Zhang Fan thought to himself.

Besides the Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword, Zhang Fan had also put quite a bit of thought into the 【North Emperor Technique】. If this spell were fully mastered, it would be no less than a Great Success technique.

Alas, the North Emperor Technique had too many branches. Although Zhang Fan had now mastered techniques like the 【Marshal Tian Peng Tooth】, 【Marshal Tian Peng Ruler】, 【Marshal Tian Peng Seal】, 【Three Ferocious Skulls】, and 【Six Divine Arms】, the difficulty of piecing them together into a complete great technique was no less than raising the Fire Dragon Zhu Sha Sword by a level.

"Having a flawed soul-aspect is just inconvenient," Zhang Fan's gaze darkened slightly.

A true Divine Demon Saint Embryo is the most ferocious thing in the world, with a soul-aspect so powerful it is unimaginable; any spell can be practiced with ease, and the soul-aspect is almost immune to any spell. As for other mysteries, they remain unknown.

Yet precisely because of this, when Zhang Fan's soul-aspect was revived on Zhenwu Mountain, his cultivation had improved so rapidly, and he had practiced every spell extremely quickly.

But after all, this was not the complete version of the Divine Demon Saint Embryo, and he had not completely escaped his tribulations. Facing a Great Success technique like the 【North Emperor Technique】, he still needed to expend spirit and time, progressing slowly.

"I might as well go back and study the Three Corpses Soul Pill carefully."

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan downed the wine on the table in one gulp.

The night was deep.

At Hongfu Garden, Zhang Fan returned home still carrying a hint of wine, but the True Yang within his body was vast, circulating back to his liver, allowing him to easily digest the alcohol without a trace of drunkenness.

This is the mystery of cultivation; even if one feasts and sings every day, there is no need to take Sunflower-brand liver protection pills.

"Let's begin."

Zhang Fan sat in meditation, his soul-aspect entering the deepest part of his inner landscape.

Endless black sky, long night, only a glimmer of light; the sound of heavy chains colliding came from the very depths.

"You've come again."

In the darkness, the massive figure moved slowly, making the sound of the heavy chains colliding even more piercing.

"Yes, I've come again," Zhang Fan's soul-aspect was incomparably firm.

Every exploration of the Three Corpses Daoist's memories was like a gamble, one that could bury his soul-aspect in the cracks of time at any moment.

It was only because his soul-aspect was powerful that he dared to come and explore again and again.

"I hope that this time, you can fulfill your wish."

Clatter...

As soon as the words fell, the massive figure suddenly dissolved, like a dam breaking, and an endless tide surged toward him.

Drawing on his previous experience, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect held its breath and focused, lunging into the raging tide, watching as endless flowing light flickered and surged around his body.

He grabbed a stream of light at random and squeezed it until it burst; the resulting vortex, carrying the chaotic flow of time, sucked Zhang Fan's soul-aspect in.

At this moment, the Three Corpses Daoist's memories flowed slowly before Zhang Fan's eyes.

(End of chapter)