Chapter 202: Soul-Swallowing Great Law! Long Hu Shan Fire Character Post

It was late at night.

The Wuling Wuling Hongguang sped along the elevated road, and the abandoned high-rise in the distance gradually appeared in sight.

Hei Yan rolled his mung bean-like eyeballs and licked the corners of his mouth. Every time he came to this bustling city and felt the smell of the secular world, it always made him feel excited.

"Brother Bai, you are really lucky," Hei Yan couldn't help but say.

"How so?" Bai Bu Ran didn't look back, driving the car.

"Born into a famous family, learning arts in Zhenwu. This is the first great fortune."

"Being a human, wandering in the secular world. This is the second great fortune."

Speaking of this, Hei Yan paused, his faint gaze looking at Bai Bu Ran in the front row, grinning and whispering, "Entering the Absolute Marvel Temple, gaining the favor of the Xu Xu Guanzhu. This is the third great fortune."

"Brother Bai, I heard that your fate with the Xu Xu Guanzhu was already established when you were at Zhenwu Mountain."

"Who told you that?"

It was pitch black inside the car, and the expression on Bai Bu Ran's face could not be seen, but his voice had become a bit colder.

"Brother Bai, I have at least cultivated in the Luoshan Mountains for many years and have also received guidance from the Xu Xu Guanzhu. I have heard a thing or two about your affairs," Hei Yan whispered solemnly.

Back then, the Absolute Marvel Xu Xu Guanzhu, Nian Mr., hid his name and apprenticed at Zhenwu Mountain for a full five years.

During these five years, he got to know Bai Bu Ran, and the fate between the two came from this.

If it were an ordinary person, they naturally wouldn't enter Nian Mr.'s eyes, but Bai Bu Ran was different...

"I heard that you practiced an incredible Daoist method, a Daoist method passed down to you by the Xu Xu Guanzhu, one in ten thousand, and you actually practiced it successfully, so..."

"Soul-Swallowing Great Law..."

*Screech... *

The moment that name was spoken from Hei Yan's mouth, Bai Bu Ran slammed on the brakes. The speed of the Wuling Wuling Hongguang dropped suddenly, and Hei Yan almost rushed forward due to inertia.

"Damn... Brother Bai, what are you doing? Drive properly," Hei Yan shouted.

"This is an elevated road. Can you humans just stop whenever you want?"

"How much more do you know?" Bai Bu Ran turned his head and asked coldly.

"Just that much. What's wrong?" Hei Yan stared at Bai Bu Ran, as if he didn't recognize him anymore.

"Nothing." Bai Bu Ran shook his head, stepped on the accelerator, and continued driving.

"Brother Bai, what kind of Daoist method is the 【Soul-Swallowing Great Law】? To be able to make the Xu Xu Guanzhu value it so much?" Hei Yan couldn't help but say.

This was his greatest curiosity. Practicing the 【Soul-Swallowing Great Law】 could gain the favor of the Absolute Marvel Xu Xu Guanzhu, and he also wanted to try it.

"Soul-Swallowing Great Law... that is a branch of the 【Three Corpses Illuminating Fate】..." Bai Bu Ran whispered faintly.

"【Three Corpses Illuminating Fate】? One of the nine great inner alchemy methods of the Daoist sects?" Hei Yan showed a strange expression.

"I have also heard of this Daoist method, but I have only heard of the 【Soul-Splitting Great Law】..."

"Brother Hei, listen to me, don't ask too thoroughly about some things."

Bai Bu Ran didn't look back, seemingly having no interest in continuing the conversation. Not long after, they got off the elevated road, swaying and arriving at the abandoned building hiding the black market.

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

"Brother Bai, you go first. After I'm done shopping, I still have to go find food. I haven't entered the city for a long time."

Hei Yan grinned, licking the corners of his mouth, his mung bean-like eyes filled with excitement and longing.

"Brother Hei, I want to remind you, since you've come to the secular world, you must follow the rules of the secular world," Bai Bu Ran said meaningfully.

"Noted."

Hei Yan waved his hand and turned to walk toward the abandoned building.

At this moment, inside the abandoned building.

Zhang Fan followed Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu to the third floor and found Hong San's shop.

"【Mountain Master】!?"

The name of Hong San's shop was quite special. Compared to the small partitions on the second floor, the shops here were rooms, looking much more formal.

Just as he walked into 【Mountain Master】, Zhang Fan saw a tall, thin man, wrapped tightly, receiving an old wooden box from Hong San's hands. Even from far away, one could smell the medicinal fragrance emanating from the box.

The tall, thin man saw someone coming in, his eyes dodged, and he stuffed the wooden box into his arms and hurried away.

"Brother San, long time no see." Shi Shougong greeted him.

"Little brother, why are you free to come today?"

Hong San had just made a big deal and was in a great mood, welcoming them enthusiastically. He was an old acquaintance of Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu, so he wasn't too polite. His gaze swept over and landed on Zhang Fan, but he was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Zhang? Why are you here too? Do you know each other?"

"It's a coincidence. We are friends," Zhang Fan smiled lightly.

"So we are all family," Hong San laughed and welcomed the three of them in.

"Brother San, it looks like you just made a big deal," Su Shiyu whispered.

"It's not a big deal. I collected a 【Medicine Box】 a long time ago and pressed it in my hands for over three years. I finally got rid of it and sold it for a good price," Hong San smiled lightly.

In this line of work, you can't do it without capital, and you can't do it if the goods in your hands are pressed for too long and the money can't be turned around.

Wealth is like water; it can only be prosperous if it flows.

"Medicine Box? Are there still such things now?" Shi Shougong showed a strange expression.

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he instantly thought of a record in the 【Dao Secret Record】.

In ancient times, some doctors would pass down a medicine box that could hide incurable strange diseases.

Once the medicine box is locked, it cannot be opened, otherwise, it will surely bring bad luck.

Some say that the medicine box is a demon object that feeds on disease and cannot be possessed by humans.

Others say that Shennong tasted a hundred herbs and sought strange wood to make a box, which could hide disease and plague. If opened, it would reappear, and medicine would be useless. If there is no awe in the heart, one will surely suffer bad luck.

"Two years ago, there was a second-generation ancestor whose ancestors were probably in this line of work, passing down a medicine box. When it reached his hands, he was warned repeatedly not to open it..." Hong San said lightly.

"Guess what? This grandson lost a lot in the stock market and wanted to see what treasures were in this old object that could help him break even."

In the dead of night, the second-generation ancestor opened the medicine box, but it was empty inside, with nothing at all.

That night, the second-generation ancestor went to the hospital, blind in both eyes, unable to speak, and covered in festering sores all over his body, faintly smelling, and died not long after.

As for how that medicine box fell into Hong San's hands, he didn't say, and Zhang Fan and the others didn't ask. This belongs to someone else's trade secret.

"Brother Hong, I came today to look for some treasures," Zhang Fan went straight to the point.

"Brother Zhang, just say it. As long as it exists in Yujing City, I will definitely be able to find it for you," Hong San promised.

"Are there any strange wood and spiritual herbs?" Zhang Fan asked.

Inspired by the 【Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover】, he wanted to increase the power of his 【Fire Dragon Dan Sword】, so naturally, he had to gather strange wood and spiritual herbs as medicine...

"All things are divided into Five Elements, wood can generate fire... Brother Zhang is practicing fire methods?"

Hong San's eyes were sharp, instantly discerning Zhang Fan's intention. "Brother Hong is sharp," Zhang Fan didn't hide it.

Hong San raised his hand and smiled lightly: "Those who usually buy strange wood and spiritual herbs are practicing external alchemy. Looking at Brother Zhang, you don't look like someone in this path, so the possibility of practicing fire methods is greater."

Wood can generate fire. If one can gather wood to make great medicine, it will surely generate flames to help the fire.

"I do have a treasure here, collected from Mount Zhangbai two months ago."

As he spoke, Hong San got up, walked to the side, opened the locked cabinet, and took out a wooden box.

"It still has a talisman on it."

Shi Shougong and Su Shiyu looked at each other, knowing this was no ordinary treasure.

Sure enough, Hong San uncovered the talisman, opened the box, and a faint fragrance rushed into his face.

"Ginseng? It has grown into a human shape."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up. This ginseng is not ordinary. It has all its limbs and shadows, looking like it has grown limbs, like a little doll, and there are fine golden threads locked around its body.

Humans are the most spiritual of all things. It is said that in deep mountains and great marshes, as long as something grows into a human shape, it must have extraordinary spirituality, especially great medicines like ginseng and fleeceflower root. Once they become human-shaped, they will even run in the mountains, and even the most experienced old ginseng farmers may not be able to catch them.

"Good stuff."

Zhang Fan looked at the ginseng in front of him, real ginseng, and his gaze could no longer move away.

If he could gather and refine this treasure, his pill fire could be raised by at least one level, and he could refine a second "fire dragon," or even a third, fourth... it is unknown.

"Brother Hong, how much is this ginseng?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Brother Zhang, you are family, I will give you the bottom line... I collected this treasure for 200,000."

Hong San's words made Zhang Fan's heart skip a beat.

"You are family, I will only sell it for 300,000..."

"A profit of 100,000, earned in the open."

Hong San was quite sincere and specifically explained: "Brother, don't think I'm black-hearted. For such a treasure, if I only earn 30,000 or 50,000, that's really earning a shout..."

Ginseng like this is sold one less for every one sold, and it may not be encountered for many years. If someone else came to buy it, it would sell for at least 500,000 and up. Selling it to Zhang Fan for 300,000 is already a favor price.

"I understand." Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He couldn't afford it, he couldn't afford it at all.

His bank card only had a little over 120,000. He felt his waist was straight before, but when he really started consuming, this 120,000 didn't seem like much.

"It's a good treasure... but, is there anything with a higher cost-performance ratio?" Zhang Fan said awkwardly.

Hong San saw Zhang Fan's embarrassment and didn't say he was afraid, just smiled lightly: "Actually, if brother wants to practice fire methods, you don't necessarily need to spend a lot of money to buy these strange wood and spiritual herbs..."

As he spoke, Hong San got up, walked to the cabinet next to him, opened one of the drawers, and took out a scroll.

"What is this?" Zhang Fan asked strangely.

"Gathering great medicine to refine the body is not as good as sudden enlightenment of Daoist methods," Hong San whispered solemnly.

Using rare treasures to gather medicine is indeed a way of cultivation, a shortcut to the end, but if one can have a sudden enlightenment and understand the mysteries of fire methods, the true fire refined will naturally rise with the tide.

"Brother Zhang, you take a look."

As he spoke, Hong San slowly opened the scroll, and what came into view was actually a 【Fire】 character...

The font was like a dragon and snake rising from the land, the strokes were mysterious, and the tip of each stroke was like a boiling, soaring fire. The fire was ever-changing. Just one look into it made people feel hot all over.

"Ah..."

Just then, Shi Shougong screamed and stood up suddenly. His hair stood on end, his breath was chaotic, and his nosebleed couldn't stop rushing out.

Seeing this, Hong San's nose breathed out, and he let out a roar like a tiger or leopard, like thunder shaking, actually making Shi Shougong wake up immediately.

"Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound!?"

Zhang Fan swept a meaningful glance at Hong San.

"Brother Shi, are you okay?"

"This piece of calligraphy is so powerful."

Shi Shougong still had lingering fears. Just now, the True Yang in his body was restless, triggering his heart fire, which was why he was so out of character.

"This 【Fire Character Post】 was collected from Xijiang Province five years ago. The person who wrote this must be a great expert in fire methods..." Hong San slowly rolled up the calligraphy post.

"Ordinary people look at it, it's just a piece of calligraphy, but if a Daoist expert looks at it and their cultivation is not enough, it's easy to go into demonic deviation."

Originally, only experts in fire methods could see the mysteries within, and it was very risky to comprehend.

Because of this, this 【Fire Character Post】 had been pressed in his hands for many years and hadn't been sold.

"The person who wrote this is indeed not an ordinary Daoist expert," Zhang Fan whispered solemnly.

He is already at the 【High Merit】 rank and has practiced the 【Fire Dragon Dan Sword】 to a small success. Just looking at that piece of calligraphy at first, he felt it was vast, profound, and mysterious, worthy of him spending his heart and blood to comprehend.

Just a piece of calligraphy could actually copy the mysteries of fire methods. It can be seen how high the Daoist practice of the person who wrote this calligraphy is and how strong the fire method is.

"I collected it from a wild Daoist priest over there. That guy didn't even awaken his soul-aspect, but he was holding such a treasure," Hong San smiled lightly.

"However, it is said that his ancestors were proper Daoists, and this treasure was begged from Long Hu Shan."

"Long Hu Shan..." Zhang Fan couldn't help but be moved, only feeling that he had an extraordinary fate with this calligraphy post.

"Brother Hong, how much is this calligraphy post?"

Zhang Fan was faintly nervous. This thing is worthless to ordinary people, but it is extremely precious to Daoists who practice fire methods.

"Hehe, don't worry, the cost I collected it for is not high. I just invited that wild Daoist priest to wash his feet twice and finally spent 38,000 to collect this calligraphy post."

Hong San grinned, this deal was very cost-effective.

"Take it for 40,000, I'll earn some hard-earned money," Hong San pushed the scroll in front of Zhang Fan.

Although this thing is precious, it is too picky, otherwise it wouldn't have been pressed in his hands for five years.

"Brother Hong, thanks."

Zhang Fan transferred the money directly, transferred 40,000 yuan, and picked up the scroll of the 【Fire Character Post】.

This trip today can be considered worth it.

"If you need anything else, come find me. We are all friends," Hong San laughed.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Fan and the others left satisfied.

"Brother Fan, that calligraphy post is evil. You must be careful."

Leaving the 【Mountain Master】 shop, Shi Shougong couldn't help but remind him. Just now he took one look and almost went into demonic deviation.

How powerful this thing is, one can imagine.

"Rest assured, I know what I'm doing." Zhang Fan was in a great mood. After wandering for a while, he wanted to leave and go back to carefully comprehend this 【Fire Character Post】.

"Hmm!?"

Just then, a man with mung bean-like eyes brushed past Zhang Fan and his group. He froze in place, then turned around suddenly, looking at Zhang Fan's back, and couldn't help but show a strange expression.

"Good boy, it's really a narrow road for enemies."

Hei Yan grinned, revealing a cold smile, and the fierce light in his mung bean-like eyeballs flourished.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 203 =====