Chapter 238: The Last Three Tian Shi Zhang Taixu! The Appearance of the King of Disgust

Immortal families, North and South split inheritance!

The latest post published by Millennium Old Demon was like a beam of sunlight cast into a dark room, dazzling and eye-catching, instantly stirring Zhang Fan's nerves.

He subconsciously clicked on the post and browsed it.

"Besides Chu Zhenren, there were actually others?"

A moment later, Zhang Fan's expression had completely changed. The various secrets mentioned in this post overturned his cognition, simply unimaginable.

Especially the record about the Daoist world's great calamity eighty years ago.

Millennium Old Demon said in the post that everyone knows that eighty years ago, the Daoist world's great calamity caused all parties' Daoist lineages to suffer heavy losses, how many Dharma lineages were severed from then on, and even more mountain and sea demons and ghosts died on Long Hu Mountain...

Respecting immortals and gods, bestowing blessings on the human world became the Daoist world's calamity. On Long Hu Mountain, only the young Chu Chaoran escaped alive.

However, in fact, on the altar of Long Hu Mountain, a total of five people survived.

"Five people..." Zhang Fan's eyebrows furrowed.

On the day of the Putian Dajiao, not everyone had the qualification to approach the altar to observe the ceremony. Those who could enter the altar must be venerable and respected, of deep cultivation. These people were all wiped out, and only Chu Chaoran survived.

Even those who guarded the periphery of Long Hu Mountain were almost ten to one.

They knew nothing about what happened at the Putian Dajiao. Even if they survived, they were trapped in the calamity for life, living worse than death.

Millennium Old Demon's version was another one.

"Besides Chu Zhenren, there were actually four other survivors?"

The first thing that jumped into Zhang Fan's mind was the Three Corpse Daoist.

According to the memories he glimpsed from the Three Corpse Inner Alchemy, the time when the Three Corpse Daoist met the childhood Chu Chaoran should have been a hundred years ago.

At that time, the Three Corpse Daoist was about thirty years old, his supernatural powers were not yet complete, and he had suffered double pursuit from the Wu Wei Gate and the Daoist world in Yujing City.

Eighty years ago, the Three Corpse Daoist was about fifty years old, his supernatural powers were complete, unparalleled and difficult to rival, and he was already the number one expert in the world.

Logically speaking, the Three Corpse Daoist would absolutely not be absent from such a grand event as the Putian Dajiao.

Even if not invited, there must be a position of great status.

"Chu Zhenren, Three Corpse Daoist, and this Zhang Taixu..." Zhang Fan's gaze tightened.

Millennium Old Demon's post did not mention the Three Corpse Daoist, but it mentioned another survivor among the five.

The last Three Tian Shi, Zhang Taixu.

The name Three Tian Shi, for the Long Hu Zhang family, was not a realm, but had a special significance.

Back then, before the Great Perfected One Zhang Daoling entered the immortal class, most of his achievements were obtained in the Three Tian Shi rank, breaking mountains and cutting down temples, starting from there.

Precisely because of this, the ancestors of the Long Hu Zhang family were also called Ancestral Celestial Masters.

The name Three Tian Shi passed down through generations in the Long Hu Zhang family.

Zhang Taixu was the last Three Tian Shi, and also the last true clan head of the Long Hu Zhang family.

"Zhang Taixu..." Zhang Fan murmured softly, chewing on this name.

According to the records in Millennium Old Demon's post, after the Daoist world's great calamity, Long Hu Mountain was sealed from then on. Zhang Taixu led the remaining survivors of the Zhang family and left Jiangxi Province, from then on splitting into two, North and South split inheritance.

The South Zhang lineage inherited the 【Sword, Talisman, Seal】. It is said that this was bestowed by the Supreme Old Lord when Zhang Daoling realized the Dao at Heming Mountain. After Long Hu Mountain opened the sect, these three treasures were the tokens of the Zhang family's sect master.

In other words, the South Zhang lineage inherited the Daoist orthodoxy of the Long Hu Zhang family. Legally speaking, this lineage was the orthodox one.

As for the other lineage that continued north, also known as the North Zhang lineage, they mastered the Long Hu Zhang family's secret 【Sealed Gods Putian Dajiao】. Any Zhang family disciple who wanted to seal gods and erect statues had to go to the North Zhang land.

"Immortal families, North and South split inheritance... the source was originally here, but why?" Zhang Fan revealed a strange expression.

He grasped the key point not mentioned in this post.

Zhang Taixu was one of the five survivors of the Daoist world's great calamity. Since he led the Zhang family disciples to leave Long Hu Mountain, why go to the trouble of splitting the disciples into two, opening the path from North and South?

"Perhaps... there was some special emergency situation at the time, afraid of being wiped out in one pot?" Zhang Fan thought to himself.

He only thought of this one possibility.

However, as a dignified immortal family, Long Hu Dharma lineage, what kind of emergency situation could have the danger of extermination?

"The Daoist world's great calamity is truly full of strangeness everywhere." Zhang Fan murmured softly.

The root of everything was that Daoist world's great calamity.

"So one of the Nine Great Inner Alchemy Methods, 【Great Floating Earth】, has always been in the hands of the Long Hu Zhang family."

Millennium Old Demon's post also mentioned this inner alchemy method.

Great Floating Earth is different from other inner alchemy methods. From the day Long Hu Mountain opened the sect, it was mastered by the Zhang family and passed down through generations.

Great Floating Earth, Immortal Marvel Realm, anyone who can bathe in this method will surely be able to transcend the mundane.

Combined with the Zhang family's 【Sealed Gods and Erected Statues】, this made Zhang family disciples unique in the Daoist world, the number one cultivation sect in the world in the past.

"Great Floating Earth..." Zhang Fan thought to himself.

This post didn't mention more details about this inner alchemy method, but from the few words, it could be seen that 【Great Floating Earth】 was different from the other eight inner alchemy methods. It seemed it could create more experts.

After the Daoist world's great calamity, this inner alchemy method was jointly mastered by the North and South Zhang families.

South Zhang inherited the 【Sword, Talisman, Seal】, as the Long Hu orthodoxy.

North Zhang mastered the 【Sealed Gods Putian Dajiao】, maintaining the transport of blood.

Great Floating Earth was jointly mastered by the North and South Zhang families.

In such an environment at the time, Zhang Taixu's arrangement seemed to have nothing inappropriate.

However, such an arrangement buried the root for the later 【South Zhang】 extermination disaster.

"To be continued!?"

The post stopped abruptly here. Clearly, the matter of the Long Hu Zhang family couldn't be explained in one or two sentences.

However, seeing it halfway and suddenly it was gone, this feeling was like ten thousand ants in the heart, scratching and clawing, making people hate it to the point of madness.

Most importantly, many key points in this post were vague, or even deliberately not explained clearly.

For example, Zhang Taixu, this last-generation Three Tian Shi, the last true person in power of the Long Hu Zhang family, what was his ending?

After the Daoist world's great calamity, Zhang Taixu split the Zhang family into two, North and South split inheritance, and after that, he was never mentioned again.

Where did he go? Was he dead or alive?

Such a key figure, yet not a word was mentioned.

"I damn..."

Zhang Fan couldn't help but curse, wishing he could send a blade to 【Millennium Old Demon】 along the network cable.

"South Zhang lineage... our family should be the South Zhang lineage..."

Zhang Fan suppressed his emotions, recalling the words of his so-called brother that day.

The destruction of the South Zhang lineage should be related to the North Zhang lineage. Besides that, there was also the shadow of Bai He Guan, but as for the reason, it was unknown.

"No wonder our family has always been hiding and concealing, no wonder ten years ago under Long Hu Mountain, so many people wanted to destroy our family..."

"So there is a great enemy in the north..."

Zhang Fan suddenly realized, and seemed to understand more about his family's past and situation.

However, the more he knew, the more he felt it was incredible.

"Who exactly is this Millennium Old Demon? Actually knowing so many secrets?"

Just knowing the past of the Long Hu Zhang family's North-South split inheritance would be fine. After all, such things, I think the elders in the Daoist world should know more or less.

But this person actually knew some truths and details of the Daoist world's great calamity so clearly, which was a bit incredible.

You must know, all along, the outside world only thought that in the Daoist world's great calamity, there was only one survivor, Chu Chaoran.

But Millennium Old Demon's post not only mentioned that there were five survivors in total, but even pointed out Zhang Taixu's name.

Zhang Fan speculated that the names and identities of those five people, I'm afraid this Millennium Old Demon knew.

"This person is not generally simple." Zhang Fan said to himself in a deep voice.

Drip...

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan's mobile phone page jumped automatically, the screen showing that the page you are browsing is lost, 404...

"Hmm!?"

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, clicked on the homepage of 【Millennium Old Demon】 again, only to find that the post just now had been deleted.

Counting the time the other party published it and the time he browsed it, this post existed for no more than ten minutes.

"Perhaps finding someone who understands technology can dig him out." Zhang Fan stared at the avatar of Millennium Old Demon which had turned gray, murmuring softly.

Li Yishan should know such talents.

"Father's father is a monster, father's mother is a monster..."

Just at this moment, a pleasant mobile phone ringtone pulled Zhang Fan's thoughts back. He looked down, the caller ID was Fang Changle. "Hello..." Zhang Fan answered the phone.

"Come out tonight, have something to tell you."

"Something? Okay."

Zhang Fan didn't ask much, thinking it was news from the Supernatural Association's investigation team.

Evening.

Old City District, No. 101 Xiangliu Street.

Old Nine Shabu-Shabu Workshop.

The dilapidated restaurant was still as cold as usual, with dim lights, tables and chairs covered in oil stains, and black and shiny floors...

When Fang Changle followed Zhang Fan in, he thought he had walked into the wrong place.

Please... you... collect_(!)

"Don't look at the place being dilapidated, the shabu-shabu here is a must." Zhang Fan said casually.

Ever since his two uncles, Liu Fusheng and Xiong Sanqian, brought him here once, this shabu-shabu workshop had become Zhang Fan's private small restaurant.

He also finally knew why his parents liked to come here when they were young.

For ordinary people, he really wouldn't bring them here.

"Nine Master, the usual..." Zhang Fan walked in and greeted.

Nine Master leaned against the counter, his face full of wrinkles, his dim eyes were just like this shop, lifeless. Seeing Zhang Fan walk in, he raised his eyelids, gave a light grunt, his gaze sweeping over Fang Changle's body as if there were nothing.

Immediately following, he turned and went into the back kitchen.

"This old man..."

Fang Changle looked at Nine Master's back, but a feeling that couldn't be described rose in his heart.

"Worthy of being a Maoshan successor." Zhang Fan sighed in his heart.

He had also been mixing for a long time. From hearing Liu Fusheng occasionally mention it, Nine Master was an old monster. In his early years, he abolished his cultivation and hid in the old city district of Yujing City, opening a shabu-shabu workshop to make a living.

"Little Zhang, you have more and more friends..."

A moment later, Nine Master served the meat and vegetables, his gaze sweeping over Fang Changle, and he murmured casually.

"Nine Master, his name is Fang Changle..." Zhang Fan introduced.

"Little friend from Maoshan, eat more." Nine Master grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

A simple sentence, but it made Fang Changle reveal a strange expression. He looked at the old man who turned and left, essence light flashing in his eyes.

"What's the background of this old man?" Fang Changle looked at Zhang Fan and couldn't help but ask.

He knew this old man was not an ordinary person, but just by looking at him, he could see his origin. Such eyesight could no longer be described as not an ordinary person.

"Great hidden in the city, just treat him as a senior." Zhang Fan waved his hand.

He wasn't very clear about Nine Master's past either, so he pulled two sentences casually and fooled him.

But Fang Changle's mind didn't seem to have been pulled out of Nine Master's body.

"This meat is really fragrant, what meat is it?"

With a chopstick of shabu-shabu meat in his mouth, Fang Changle's eyes lit up. This meat fragrance greatly satisfied the desire of the mouth and belly, and even his soul-aspect couldn't help but be joyful.

The five senses in the secular world being able to touch the soul-aspect was already incredible.

"Why do you care what meat it is, as long as it's delicious."

Zhang Fan grinned and said: "Let's talk about business."

Fang Changle savored the taste and ate two more chopsticks of meat before putting down his chopsticks under Zhang Fan's urging.

"The Supernatural Association's investigation team is leaving Yujing City tomorrow."

"Investigation over?" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

"Consider it so." Fang Changle nodded.

The deaths of Meng Qinghuan and Hua Yanqiu were naturally counted on the Wu Wei Gate.

The Master of the Profound Palace and Ren Xiao had both appeared in Yujing City, which showed that the Wu Wei Gate's power in Jiangnan Province was very large.

The water here was very deep. If it were in normal times, perhaps those above would use thunderous means to carry out a major investigation and a major purge.

But now, the attention of the entire Daoist world was on the matter of Chaoran Zhenren taking disciples.

"Chaoran Zhenren's status is transcendent and extraordinary. The meaning from above is that before the second day of the second lunar month next year, everything should be based on stability and unity, and no trouble should happen in any place." Fang Changle said in a deep voice.

"So this case ends here, not expanded, sealed first, and discussed next year."

"Chaoran Zhenren is truly powerful. Just taking disciples, everything makes way for him." Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

"That's for sure, that's the pillar holding up the Daoist world." Fang Changle said in a deep voice.

Just like before every big meeting, every place must be stable, and no mistakes can be made during this period. Even the avatar and signature of Super Letter cannot be changed at will.

What's more, the water in Jiangnan Province was deeper than those above imagined. Pulling one hair affects the whole body, and it's not something that can be solved in a short while.

"Finally settled." Zhang Fan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Tomorrow, you still have to go to the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance."

"What for?"

"The case is temporarily settled, your statements still need to be signed and sealed..." Fang Changle said blandly.

"Perhaps, the people from the Supernatural Association's investigation team also want to see you."

"Of course, it's just to see you. After all, they are leaving tomorrow."

"That's fine." Zhang Fan nodded, his mood suddenly becoming very good.

This meal lasted until past nine o'clock in the evening, and the two left the Old Nine Shabu-Shabu Workshop unhurriedly.

In the dilapidated restaurant, only Nine Master was left again, the dim light reflecting the mess of cups and plates.

"People of the Zhang family are all rice buckets."

Nine Master looked at the table full of empty plates, murmured softly, and started cleaning up by himself.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Just at this moment, the sound of the bell at the door rang, and a sound of footsteps walked into the dilapidated restaurant.

"Go, closed for today." Nine Master didn't look back, saying casually.

He did business like this, willful, doing it when he wanted to.

"The night color of the heavenly steps is cool like water, a toad has three legs."

However, the footsteps behind him didn't leave. A light and slow voice rang out slowly in the dilapidated restaurant, revealing a hint of teasing.

With just this one sentence, Nine Master's aged body trembled violently. He turned around slowly. A young man wearing a black leather jacket stood before him, the corners of his mouth containing a smile, playing with his mobile phone, a hint of playful arrogance hidden in his pitch-black eyes.

"Old Nine, long time no see." The young man wearing a black leather jacket said blandly.

"Dis... Disgust King!?" Nine Master's body lowered, trembling.

Who could have thought that this number one demon in the world would actually appear in Jiangnan Province, appear in Yujing City, appear here...

You must know, this one had once followed the Three Corpse Daoist.

In the world today, those who could compare with him could be counted on one hand.

"A bit hungry, get me something to eat, best to have two big stick bones." The young man wearing a black leather jacket looked down at his phone, saying lightly.

"Disgust King, you... why did you come down the mountain?" Nine Master was somewhat dazed, walking over tremblingly, unable to help but ask.

Everyone knows that ever since the Three Corpse Daoist fell at the peak of Mount Dongyue, Disgust King had returned to the ancestral temple of the Wu Wei Gate and had never involved himself in the human world again.

"Looking for someone..." The young man wearing a black leather jacket said blandly.

The light of the mobile phone screen reflected his angular face.

"Looking for someone!?" Nine Master revealed a look of confusion.

"Probably found."

The young man wearing a black leather jacket murmured softly. The mobile phone screen displayed the "Little Yellow Book" app, and where his gaze fell, it was clearly the homepage of 【Millennium Old Demon】!!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 239 =====