Chapter 256: Great Fierce Fang! Place where Human Xiao went into seclusion

Black and white Qi flow in different directions, the brilliant soul-aspect is immortal.

The face of that strange figure was none other than Zhang Lingzong in his youth; that day, he killed in all directions at Fangya Mountain, the Divine Demon Sacred Fetus suddenly revealing its ferocity; the lives, blood, soul-aspects, etc., of those who died were poured into the imprint, finally forming such a monster in this special place of Fangya Mountain.

He was like a miniature of Zhang Lingzong back then, over a long period of time, born of heaven and earth, hiding the wonder of the Divine Demon Sacred Fetus, revealing the dominance of the Great Lingzong King.

With the slow dissipation of that strange figure, everything returned to silence...

The wind rose again, the dust had fallen.

Zhang Fan was expressionless, but the black and white Qi at his glabella had not completely dissipated; although weak, compared to just now, it was like a firefly, but it was real, condensed and not scattered.

"Zhang Fan... you..."

Fang Changle could not help but be moved; as far as his gaze could reach, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect was about to come out, sitting on his spirit platform, forming seals with both hands, actually operating some special and wonderful method, swallowing and spitting that black and white Qi.

Hum...

The soul-light left the body for three inches, like a halo, blurred and dreamy.

Soul-aspect nature-light, this is the sign of entering the Great Being Realm.

Soul-light illuminates everywhere, ascending to heaven, not falling into the trap of ten thousand conditions, not being added by evil.

Originally, with Zhang Fan's special situation, he could not comprehend the wonder of this realm; Great Night Does Not Brighten, soul-aspect incomplete, if it were an ordinary person, they would not even be able to step onto the path of practice.

However, last time, when he contemplated the secret of the Golden Glow Treasure Box, the golden light hidden within it was actually a thought-form.

The Divine Demon Sacred Fetus, originally, is picking thoughts as medicine; he swallowed it, thereby breaking the shackles and achieving the Great Being Realm.

At this very moment, Zhang Fan's opportunity came again; as the soul-aspect swallowed and spat black and white Qi, the Dan method was mysterious, the spirit seal was wonderful, and the soul-light covering his whole body actually began to squirm and shake at an extremely mysterious frequency...

Hum...

The next moment, Zhang Fan's soul-light actually divided into two; no, to be precise, it derived from one to two, evolving into two soul-lights.

"He broke through!?" Fang Changle could not help but be moved.

Daoist practice, once reaching the Great Being Realm, is the work of grinding water, long and deep, only then can one achieve that profound Daoist practice.

In Daoist practice, "nine" is the limit.

Great Being Realm, nine layers of soul-light.

Zhai Shou Realm, nine turns of inner Dan.

Guanzhu Realm, nine changes of Dharma appearance.

All kinds of these, only then can one reach the 【Celestial Master】 throne, unity of heaven and man, standing before the threshold of Pure Yang Limitless, looking at the mystery of longevity.

Precisely because of this, such a long road, almost unable to see the end, some people exhaust their whole lives, only spinning in place.

One must know that being able to cultivate to the Great Being Realm is already a dragon and phoenix among people, rare in ancient times.

However, how many people can reach nine layers of soul-light?

As a descendant of Maoshan, Fang Changle has seen too many such monsters, talented, with deep luck, stepping into the Great Being Realm, glorious for a time, but they spend their whole lives, guarding the deep mountains, practicing day and night, and in the end, they are unable to condense a second soul-light, eventually drinking hatred and dying.

Cultivating longevity, cultivating longevity, how many seekers of immortality have there been since ancient times, and how many have obtained longevity?

This road is ultimately full of despair, simply unable to see the end.

Fang Changle did not expect that Zhang Fan had just stepped into the Great Being Realm for how long? He actually broke through again, cultivating to the second layer of Great Being... no...

Suddenly, Fang Changle's brows twitched fiercely, and he saw Zhang Fan's soul-aspect transform again, the soul-light around his body began to shake, began to divide, began to evolve at a more terrifying frequency...

"Three layers of soul-light!?"

"Great Being Third Layer!?"

Fang Changle's eyes widened, his expression becoming incomparably strange; how long has it been, and he has already reached the hard work of others for decades?

"Hell? Is there still justice in this? Isn't it said that the road to longevity is rugged? How did he get on the highway?"

Fang Changle's eyes revealed strangeness, murmuring softly.

Truly, comparing people to people will kill people; others see Fangya Mountain as a fierce land, but it became Zhang Fan's blessed land. How long has he been in the mountain? Less than an hour, actually breaking through repeatedly, reaching the third layer of soul-light!?

Hu...

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect returned to his body; he opened his eyes slowly and let out a long breath; electric light flickered in his clear eyes, and brilliance appeared.

"Truly a good place." Zhang Fan grinned lightly.

He could roughly infer that it must be that the magnetic field of Fangya Mountain is special, added to the fact that the Divine Demon Sacred Fetus is truly extraordinary, so it could imprint it, mixing the soul-aspect fragments and life-essence blood of those who passed away, forming this monster.

Speaking of which, this is simply a gift left by Zhang Lingzong for him.

And only Zhang Fan can enjoy it.

After all, the two of them come from the same source, and in the whole world, only he can absorb and inherit the power remaining in this monster, nourishing his soul-aspect.

At this moment, Zhang Fan played with the black iron piece he carried with him; facing the suddenly broken-through realm, he instead calmed down, feeling at ease.

"You..."

Fang Changle walked to Zhang Fan's side, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he just shook his head and remained silent.

He was already powerless to complain.

"Old Fang, the encounters in life are truly hard to describe." Zhang Fan patted Fang Changle on the shoulder, comforting him.

"You're showing off again." Fang Changle curled his lips and said.

"Let's go; this Fangya Mountain is indeed extraordinary; I don't know what dangers are hidden ahead." Zhang Fan whispered.

At this moment, he finally understood a little why his mother would choose such a place to go into seclusion and practice.

That burst of white fog just now was extremely strange, having a great impact on the soul-aspect of practitioners; those with higher realms were okay, barely able to resist, but those with lower realms were likely to be in great danger.

"That white fog is called 【Fierce Mouth Qi】, generally only found in fierce mountain dead ends, as if it were an evil breath spat out by a great fierce object, specifically affecting people's soul-aspect..."

Fang Changle is worthy of being a Maoshan disciple, knowledgeable and experienced.

In fact, 【Fierce Mouth Qi】 is also divided into many types; some will only make the soul-aspect produce hallucinations, falling into an external scene; if there is no external influence, it is difficult to extricate oneself, forever trapped in the deep mountains until death.

Some will constantly strip and swallow the power of the soul-aspect, becoming the nourishment of that Fierce Mouth Qi, strengthening this mountain.

In Maoshan, there are many different types of 【Fierce Mouth Qi】 hidden, all captured by Maoshan predecessors wandering the world from different fierce mountains, sealed with Shangqing talisman methods, and left in Maoshan.

Ordinary disciples, when they reach the age, can all see and see.

After all, seeing the world and knowing all things can also be considered a kind of practice.

"Your Maoshan is worthy of being a double-first-class sect." Zhang Fan could not help but sigh.

Just talking about education, the ten great Daoist famous mountains of the world have incomparable superiority, which is also something other sects and cultivation families cannot compare to.

"In my opinion, the 【Fierce Mouth Qi】 just now must be at least the realm of a Spirit Official to barely resist; otherwise..." Fang Changle hesitated to speak.

"Half of the Qin family's people must have stayed there." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

Although the Qin family has forty or fifty people who have awakened their soul-aspect, a small half are in the 【Qi-work】 realm; these people's physical bodies are much more powerful than ordinary people, but for practitioners, they are a bit inadequate; their soul-aspects are still immature, and most of them cannot resist that burst of 【Fierce Mouth Qi】.

"Just entering the mountain, they suffered so many losses." Zhang Fan said indifferently.

Although those who died were all Qi-work, those were seedlings that had not yet grown up; for a clan, it is an unbearable loss.

"The Qin family has bet everything on the Bai He Temple; as long as they find the place where Human Xiao went into seclusion, all losses can be made up." Fang Changle said indifferently.

"Let's go."

Mentioning the place where Human Xiao went into seclusion, Zhang Fan's heart tightened, and he quickened his pace.

Using the 【Fierce Mouth Qi】, they finally got rid of the Qin family's people; in this way, their actions were even more free.

Fangya Mountain is not large, but the mountain is steep and fierce; even Zhang Fan and Fang Changle wandered around for half a day without any harvest. "We can't do this; the Qin family has that artificial antenna Qin Wangsun, and we are headless flies." Fang Changle stopped his footsteps.

"I can roughly have some feeling." Zhang Fan pondered slightly.

"Hmm!?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Changle revealed a strange expression.

"How can you have a feeling? You haven't been here before."

"It's hard to explain in a moment." Zhang Fan shook his head.

For one thing, he just swallowed the power of the monster left by Zhang Lingzong, his soul-aspect was strengthened again; for another, since entering this deep mountain, he had a special feeling, mysteriously attracting each other.

Perhaps, this is truly a mark connected by blood.

"Hmm?"

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan's ears moved slightly, as if he had sensed something.

"Listen... what is the noise?"

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Fang Changle heard this, held his breath, and really heard a burst of strange sounds coming from far away, like fighting and shouting.

"It came from there."

"Go, let's go see."

Zhang Fan took a step, turned into a residual shadow, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Dual cultivation of nature and life, complementing each other; he condensed three layers of soul-light in his soul-aspect, True Yang was strengthened accordingly, nourishing his limbs and bones, pouring into the hundred major acupoints, and his physical body naturally improved a lot.

A moment later, Zhang Fan and Fang Changle arrived at a cliff; the ground was covered with corpses, blood flowing, almost all of them were experts of the Qin family.

"Another wave died?"

Zhang Fan scanned; just the corpses lying in the pool of blood on the ground numbered more than a dozen.

One must know that the Qin family brought forty or fifty people in total; the Fierce Mouth Qi caused a loss of more than a dozen people, and now another dozen people were lost, and their cultivation realms were even higher.

In other words, in just half a day, the Qin family lost half of their people in this Fangya Mountain.

"Look quickly."

Just at this moment, Fang Changle reminded.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw the head of the Qin family, Qin Wangdu, with a pale face, sitting paralyzed on the side, panting; his right arm was hanging down, clearly having suffered no small injury, unable to move.

Qin Wangsun's crystal coffin was placed on the side.

Qin Ming was standing at the very front, his True Yang restless, his soul-aspect awakened, looking up covetously at a strange stone hanging above his head.

That strange stone was about a foot long, mixed black in color, only the top three inches were as red as blood, shining with dazzling light.

"This is a strange treasure in the mountain." Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

All things have spirits; even if it is a mountain, river, or swamp, strange stone or weird tree, as long as it grows a "shape," it must produce a phenomenon; with the rotation of the sun and moon, it can nurture things that are unimaginable.

This corresponds to the theory of "calling shapes and drinking images" in Feng Shui.

Just like that day, Zhang Fan met a fake seller at the Yujing Black Market; the stone fetus he sold claimed to come from General Mountain, saying that this mountain was spiritual and nurtured it.

This kind of thing, if it is true, is simply earth-shattering.

Of course, Fang Changle also said that even if mountains, rivers, and swamps take shape, not all can nurture this kind of heaven-born spiritual fetus; the creation of life has a profound impact, simply unimaginable.

This kind of thing, even if nurtured, may not be able to truly be born.

Like that stone fetus of General Mountain, Fang Changle said, the real one had not yet taken shape when it was fought over by experts from the Daoist Alliance headquarters and the Wu Wei Sect, and its whereabouts are unknown.

Like Fangya Mountain, the mountain shape is like fangs, great fierce hidden mountain, sun and moon rotation, finally nurtured this strange treasure.

That 【Fang】 is the essence of the entire Fangya Mountain.

Hum...

Suddenly, Qin Ming held an ancient bronze mirror and shone it at that 【Fang】; the blood light at the top of the latter gradually converged, and immediately after, it automatically detached from the mountain body and fell into Qin Ming's hand.

"Illusion-Revealing Mirror!" Fang Changle's gaze condensed slightly, revealing a look of dread.

Daoist magic treasure, refined for no more than a hundred years, can only become an ordinary magic tool.

Offered and refined for more than a hundred years, but less than three hundred years, it is a Yellow Feather magic treasure.

More than three hundred years, less than eight hundred years, it is a Green Feather magic treasure.

More than eight hundred years, it becomes a Purple Feather magic treasure.

Qi Yun Mountain's 【Illusion-Revealing Mirror】 is indeed a genuine Green Feather magic treasure.

Rumble...

In an instant, a terrifying aura rushed out from Qin Ming's body; his aura became more powerful and sharp, and his whole person seemed to merge with the Fangya Mountain beneath his feet.

Hum...

Almost at the same moment, the black iron piece that Zhang Fan played with all day in his pocket moved slightly.

"Truly great luck, this heaven-born treasure actually fell into his hands." Fang Changle said in a deep voice.

Once this 【Fang】 is obtained, on this Fangya Mountain, Qin Ming will have a share of luck added, gaining the love of Fangya Mountain.

Furthermore, heaven-bestowed objects, offered at home, over time, the Qin family will surely flourish.

"He truly paid a heavy price." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

So many Qin family disciples died, and they even invited Qi Yun Mountain's 【Illusion-Revealing Mirror】, only then obtaining this 【Fang】; however, compared to the harvest, all costs are worth it.

"Brother Daoist Zhang, Brother Daoist Fang, since you are here, you might as well come out."

Just at this moment, Qin Ming shouted loudly; he held the Fang, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, revealing a trace of indistinct smile.

Having obtained this treasure, his spiritual sense was unimaginably powerful, and every movement within a hundred zhang was under his control.

"Truly a treasure."

Zhang Fan felt alert, looked at Fang Changle, and walked out slowly.

"Brother Daoist Qin, you have great ability, actually obtaining this treasure." Zhang Fan's gaze condensed into a line, looking at that great fierce Fang.

"Strange treasure is heaven-made, those with virtue reside in it; this is also a gift from Heaven, Qin Ming dares not refuse." Qin Ming laughed lightly.

At this moment, he held the great fierce Fang, vast and boundless, appearing even more fearless.

"What about Song Yunqi and the others?" Fang Changle scanned and asked.

"Just left." Qin Ming said indifferently.

He looked around, as if having deep meaning: "But in my opinion, the place where Human Xiao went into seclusion should be nearby."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Fan revealed a look of deep thought; his eyeballs turned, and he suddenly froze for a moment; as far as his gaze could reach, on the stone wall before him, there were clearly two small characters carved by a knife amidst the moss.

"Ling!"

"Ling!"

Between the two small characters, there was also a heart symbol connecting them.

"F***..." Zhang Fan was stunned.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 257 =====