Chapter 337: Swallow a spiritual pill into the belly, then know my life is not up to heaven!

Desolate long night, moon bright and stars sparse.

The leisurely words echoed on the cold old street, as if they were a death talisman, shocking the soul and chilling the courage.

Remnants of South Zhang, rebellious son of the Zhang family.

Such an identity seemed out of place with this rolling red dust and the turbid human world.

"North Zhang!?"

Zhang Fan's expression changed abruptly. He gripped the black iron piece he was playing with tightly. He stared fixedly at this old street administrator, and an intense vigilance and unease rose in his heart.

No extra words were needed; his first reaction was that this person should be from the North Zhang lineage.

This was like a natural enemy, sensing each other.

"Deserving of being the cub of the Great Lingzong Wang, the mind is agile." The administrator wearing a hat was expressionless, his eyelids lifting slightly.

"North Zhang, Zhang Esha!"

As the words fell, Zhang Esha slowly took off the hat on his head, revealing a shiny bald head, and a ferocious scar on the top of his head, like a centipede coiled.

At the same time, a faint strange fragrance was diffusing on this long, quiet old street.

"Kan electricity cooks and booms in the gold water square, fire emits Kunlun Yin and Yang. If these two things are reconciled, naturally the pill is ripe and the whole body is fragrant..."

Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, but a sentence from the Daoist Pill Classic floated in his mind.

Daoist cultivation, fire rises in water, gathering fire to carry gold, reaching the peak of Kunlun, internal and external two great medicines combined into one, plus the work of warming and nourishing, the pill is ripe, naturally the whole body is bright, and the whole body is fragrant.

In other words...

"The whole body is fragrant, the realm of the Zhaishou!?"

Ge Shuangxiu's spirit platform jumped, his expression ugly to the extreme.

Although the High Merit realm also has the anomaly of the whole body being fragrant, that is fake fragrance, just borrowing the effect of descending truth.

Only those who can truly have this anomaly are in the Zhaishou realm, and the inner pill has been born.

You must know, Daoist cultivation, up to Lu Zu, the method of dual cultivation of nature and life gradually reaches great success.

The secret of nature work lies in the soul.

The foundation of life work lies in the inner pill.

Gathering medicine in the body to perform the small cycle, refining essence and Qi into true Yang, feeding back the soul, the beginning of dual cultivation of nature and life.

As for the stripping of the soul's Yin dregs, the condensation of true Yang into a pill, it is the great success of life work, which is the so-called 【Zhaishou】 realm.

The mystery of this realm is unimaginable. True Yang is boiling, the four images meet in the middle yellow, the inner pill begins to form, the mysterious pearl forms an image, Kan and Li change positions, revealing the face of Qian Yuan, smoke disappears and fire ends, then a dragon and tiger return pill is formed.

This level of master, cultivation is unimaginable, the inner pill is formed, longevity is extended, disasters and diseases are eliminated, the potential of the human body is completely activated, which can be called a great demon of the human body, a great demon of the flesh.

"You go first!" Zhang Fan lowered his eyes and whispered.

"But..."

Ge Shuangxiu's expression changed slightly, hesitating.

"Go, otherwise neither of us can leave." Zhang Fan's expression was solemn. He knew a little about the terror of the Zhaishou realm.

That day at Liaoya Mountain, Shenhou Yuan Lingguan was in the Zhaishou realm. That day he appeared, he killed all directions.

If it weren't for the Qin family's Qin Wangsun waking up from the state of a living dead, no one could contend with him.

This level of character, in this rolling red dust, was almost invincible.

Ge Shuangxiu looked at the administrator before him, his eyes cold, gritted his teeth, turned and left, disappearing into the vast night.

From beginning to end, Zhang Esha watched, but didn't have any action to stop him, as if only Zhang Fan remained in his line of sight.

"Deserving of being a North Zhang master, calm and composed." Zhang Fan said solemnly.

"You want to use him as bait, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, inducing me to chase, so you can escape a line of life?" Zhang Esha said flatly.

"It seems the senior has done this kind of lowly act of betraying companions." Zhang Fan smiled lightly.

"Admire, admire!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Esha laughed.

"What is the senior laughing at?"

"I laugh that Zhang Lingzong's cub is so naive," Zhang Esha smiled lightly: "Reaching my level, how could I be disturbed by words and move thoughts?"

"If it were so unbearable, then what kind of cultivation, what kind of Dao?"

"Senior misunderstood."

Zhang Fan shook his head when he heard this, and tucked the black iron piece he was playing with into his pocket.

"Junior didn't want to disturb your mind, just purely scolding you."

"..."

The smile on Zhang Esha's face gradually converged, but there was still no ripple in his eyes. Instead, the look he looked at Zhang Fan surged with a trace of pity and mockery.

He stood with his hands behind his back, but there was a leisurely light sound echoing in his mouth.

"Life has a hundred-year period, premature death and poverty are unpredictable. Yesterday on the street still riding a horse, this morning in the coffin already sleeping corpse."

Zhang Fan's eyes were bright, and he answered loudly: "Wife and wealth thrown away are not the king's, sin karma will go and cannot deceive oneself. If you don't seek the great medicine, how can you meet it? Meeting it and not refining it is foolish."

"Deserving of being Zhang Lingzong's cub, calm in the face of danger, indeed has bearing." Zhang Esha looked at Zhang Fan and couldn't help but reveal an expression of appreciation.

"This question-asking poem is the enlightenment poem for the children of our Long Hu Mountain Zhang family. You are quite fluent."

"Yes, I almost forgot, you are also a member of the Zhang family, also surnamed Zhang, it's just a pity..."

"What does the senior want to say?" Zhang Fan's eyes gradually turned cold. His true Yang was boiling, and his soul was even more guarded to the extreme.

"Life is a hundred years, just a moment. No one knows the disaster or blessing of tomorrow, only cultivation is the heavenly fate."

"It's just a pity, although you are also surnamed Zhang, you will have to die on the street tonight, while I have already obtained the great medicine and the inner pill is formed."

In a split second, Zhang Esha's momentum seemed to climb to the extreme. He stood there, with his hands behind his back, motionless like a mountain, but he cut off all paths of life.

Boom...

Almost at the same moment, Zhang Fan moved. He took a step, formed a Dharma seal, true Yang boiling like a tide, red fire burning and moving the sky.

Nine fire dragons rushed into the sky, mysterious and mysterious, dyeing the pale moon clouds, fierce and fierce, disturbing the immortals in the cave.

The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, carrying a surging momentum, pressed down forcefully upon Zhang Esha; at the same time, Zhang Fan stomped his foot on the ground and darted in another direction.

"Little ghost, you can't leave."

Zhang Esha let out a long whistle. His chest heaved violently, like a bellows, and the next moment, a sharp whistling sound rose, tearing through the cold street like a whistle, and terrifying gang wind sprayed from his mouth, as if coming from the nine heavens, actually crushing and tearing the nine fire dragons.

This is not a Dao method, but the power of Zhang Esha's flesh.

Zhaishou realm, inner pill formed, human body transformed, flesh strong, lung breathing, like a wind tunnel, like a heavenly hole, breathing and spitting, there is Qi covering the clouds.

"Deserving of being a Zhaishou powerhouse!"

Zhang Fan's eyes twitched violently, watching his Nine Dragon Fire Cover being blown away by a breath from Zhang Esha.

Such terrifying power could only be possessed by the Zhaishou realm.

The so-called Dao is high and

"How could I possibly let you leave?"

A cold voice rang out by Zhang Fan's ear. He turned his head abruptly to find Zhang Esha already before him. With his terrifying speed, ten zhang of distance was but a mere inch; on this old street, no living thing could escape his grasp.

At this moment, Zhang Esha's expression remained calm, his eyes brimming with powerful confidence and composure.

He had kept a lonely watch in this small town for five years. Every Northern Zhang disciple knew this was a bitter chore, and in this remote corner of Jiangnan, it was merely a waste of five years of time.

Now, with the five-year rotation period about to arrive, who would have thought such a monumental merit would be delivered to his doorstep?

Zhang Esha knew this was his opportunity. If he could capture the remnants of Southern Zhang and seize Zhang Lingzong's son, returning to the Northern Zhang ancestral land would mean not just the bitter labor of a five-year watch, but a truly great achievement.

Precisely because of this, he did not hold Ge Shuangxiu in his eyes; anyone could leave, but Zhang Fan could not.

"Fire Dragon Pill Sword!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan opened his mouth and spat, and a fire dragon emerged, transforming flames into a sword. The terrifying power exploded at close range, coiling toward Zhang Esha's head.

"A mere trick!"

Zhang Esha reached out with a large hand, his muscles vibrating and skin rippling. The sound was a piercing roar, and the terrifying force actually tore the Fire Dragon Pill Sword apart.

The terror of the Fasting Head realm was manifested beyond doubt at this moment. With the Life Art perfected and nothing forbidden, he could push through all techniques with this physical body alone.

Hum...

Just at this moment, the fire dragon vanished, and a black wind suddenly rose, fueling a wild fire. The crimson, scorching flames instantly became a chaotic black blaze.

"This is..."

Black wind and fire!

Zhang Esha's expression changed slightly. He saw that the black flames seemed inextinguishable, like maggots on rotting bones, coiling toward his arm.

"Go!"

Zhang Fan seized the opportunity, raised his hand, and struck a palm. Nine fire dragons poured out, crashing onto Zhang Esha's chest. The terrifying power bloomed like fireworks, blasting him away.

Bang, bang, bang...

With continuous explosions, Zhang Esha smashed through layer after layer of ground, kicking up dust that soared into the sky.

Zhang Fan turned abruptly, intending to flee.

"The fire technique of the Divine Diviner Zhang Tiansheng..."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the sky-filling dust.

Zhang Fan's pupils contracted sharply. He turned subconsciously to look and saw Zhang Esha walking out slowly. His lower abdomen, shoulder, and right arm were all scorched by the True Fire, leaving his flesh mangled and emitting a charred smell.

However, a light seemed to be hidden in his lower abdomen, appearing dazzling in the chaotic black night. The radiance dispersed like Qi into his limbs and bones, and immediately after, the gruesome wounds recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the charred dead skin slowly fell off.

"Super-speed metabolism!"

"This is... an Inner Dan!?" Zhang Fan frowned.

Once the Inner Dan is formed, the life system is no longer ordinary. The so-called distinction between heaven and man begins from this point.

"Medicine meets the Qi category to form an image; the Dao lies in the void, merging with nature. Once a spiritual pill is swallowed into the belly, one knows my life is not determined by heaven."

Zhang Esha whispered faintly: "Zhang Lingzong's cub, you have no chance to see such a realm."

"You cannot escape!"

Zhang Esha's words were like a verdict on future fate, echoing through the cold and long street.

"If I cannot escape, then I will not escape."

Suddenly, Zhang Fan took a step forward, unexpectedly rushing toward the front.

Such an action stunned Zhang Esha. In the moment of distraction, Zhang Fan had already reached him, and at the same time, a magnificent and vast aura surged over.

Such an aura was incomparably vast, as if it had merged with the boundless black night, formless and crisscrossing.

"Nascent Soul!?"

Zhang Esha's expression changed abruptly. His gaze darted, feeling his Nascent Soul in his spiritual platform stir violently, almost beyond his control.

A dignified Fasting Head expert's Nascent Soul was actually being suppressed at this moment.

For such an abnormal phenomenon, there was no second possibility; that terrifying name immediately jumped into his mind.

"The most ferocious in the world, the Divine Demon Sacred Fetus!"

Rumble...

In the brief distraction, Zhang Fan had already closed within ten steps. He opened his mouth abruptly, and the Bai Bai Gu She Li shot out, firing directly at Zhang Esha.

Black wind and fire, Divine Demon Sacred Fetus, Bai Bai Gu She Li...

Zhang Fan unleashed all his means. Such heaven-reaching methods were enough to level the gap in realm quality. If it were an ordinary Fasting Head expert, they would likely have perished in regret.

Unfortunately, he was facing a descendant of Northern Zhang.

"Esha Divine Lord!"

Almost at the same moment, incense Qi boiled around Zhang Esha. In the brilliant void, a figure seemed to manifest: Esha turned ferocious, with three heads and six faces, his whole body burning with ghostly blue flames.

That phantom almost merged with Zhang Esha's Nascent Soul; you had me, I had you, indistinguishable from one another.

In an instant, the pressure brought by the Nascent Soul collision suddenly dissipated.

"Method of Consecration!"

Rumble...

Zhang Esha's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth abruptly. A pill flew out from his body, round and brilliant, changing as it rose into the air, like flames of separation and union, like a pearl of the bright moon.

"Daoist Inner Dan!"

Rumble...

That Inner Dan collided with the Bai Bai Gu She Li, and they were evenly matched.

A supreme Daoist secret treasure, the essence of Xuan cultivation's Dragon and Tiger, in the hands of this Northern Zhang expert, was even superior to a heaven-born exotic treasure.

Bang, bang, bang...

Explosions erupted, the white treasure light shattered, and the Dragon and Tiger essence Qi traversed the long sky.

The Bai Bai Gu She Li was sent flying and fell into the distance. Zhang Fan stumbled, fell back several steps, and crashed to the ground. A mouthful of blood gushed out, and scattered fluorescence fell around his body.

Those were Nascent Soul fragments. Just now, he had used a desperate fighting style, sacrificing the Bai Bai Gu She Li with his Nascent Soul. If it were an ordinary Fasting Head expert, they would have died by now.

However, Zhang Esha was, after all, a master of Northern Zhang from Long Hu Mountain. The Fasting Head realm, the Inner Dan manifestation, and the Method of Consecration—the triple superposition ultimately surpassed Zhang Fan, suppressing him until his Nascent Soul developed cracks.

"Worthy of being the Divine Demon Sacred Fetus; even Nascent Soul fragments have been beaten out, and you still have strength."

Zhang Esha watched, unable to help but marvel.

For an ordinary person's Nascent Soul, adding or subtracting a fraction has a monumental impact. If it were someone else, with Nascent Soul fragments flying like snowflakes, they would become a living dead person at best, or perish in body and soul at worst, with everything turning to nothing.

Yet Zhang Fan not only did not fall into a deep sleep, but his aura still remained.

"Nascent Soul like snow... truly a beautiful sight." Zhang Esha looked down at Zhang Fan with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Only by cultivating the Divine Demon Sacred Fetus can one see one's own Nascent Soul in such a state."

As he spoke, Zhang Esha walked slowly toward Zhang Fan, without a shred of pity in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Fan was nothing more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes.

Whoosh...

The sky-filling fluorescence drifted away. Blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth. His phone lay in the distance, lighting up; the caller ID was Li Miaoyin, but unfortunately, he could no longer answer it...

The black iron piece he had played with for a long time also fell by his side. The drifting fluorescence slowly fell onto the mottled and ancient black iron piece.

Hum...

Hum, hum...

Suddenly, the black iron piece began to vibrate gently. As more fluorescence fell upon it, the frequency of the vibration became increasingly terrifying.

In almost an instant, the black iron piece floated up under the gaze of Zhang Fan and Zhang Esha.

"This is..."

Zhang Esha raised an eyebrow and stopped abruptly. He looked at the black iron piece, his heart leaping, and a strong sense of unease welled up.

Rumble...

Just at this moment, the vibration of the black iron piece finally reached its limit. It shot out abruptly, like a thunderbolt, piercing through Zhang Esha's body.

Under the vast long night, the trajectory drawn by the black iron piece was like a black dragon emerging from an abyss, like a great demon descending to the world. The terrifying phenomenon swallowed Zhang Esha's Nascent Soul, tore Zhang Esha's body apart, and extinguished Zhang Esha's Inner Dan.

Under the black radiance, everything turned to nothing!

Life and death scattered like smoke, and Daoist methods entered silence.

(End of Chapter)