Chapter 344: North Zhang Celestial Master! Born and raised (5k big chapter)

The quiet moon is deep, the floating light is misty.

In the quiet courtyard, eight layers of meta-light rose, illuminating the vast sky. The bright moonlight was like frost, and it had to be three points inferior.

"Great Being Eighth Realm!"

Zhang Fan let out a long breath, three feet above his head, eight layers of meta-light condensed into one, and the aura around his body became increasingly terrifying.

His soul-aspect was like black and white, his temperament like gods standing side by side, and just a trace of his aura leaking out was enough to make people feel terrified.

Qiu Buyi's soul-aspect was extraordinary, and the Innate Art indeed had wonders. For Zhang Fan, it could be called a great medicine for cultivation.

"Gods and demons are originally born from the innate, falling into the red dust makes one human." Zhang Fan murmured softly, but a realization rose in his eyes.

This was not just an improvement in realm, but a perception of truth.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and there are always newcomers standing at the top."

Suddenly, an old voice came leisurely, echoing in the quiet courtyard.

Zhang Fan looked sideways and saw a familiar figure walking in under the moonlight, stepping into this desolate courtyard.

"President Lou!?"

Zhang Fan's gaze tightened, but he was quite surprised by Lou Hechuan's appearance.

"Did you kill him?"

Lou Hechuan's eyes swept over, falling on Qiu Buyi who had already fallen to the ground. His aura was weak, intermittent, like a candle in the wind, and his vitality was dissipating at any time.

The soul-aspect was lost, like a walking corpse, and what remained was just an empty shell.

"President Lou, when I came in, he was already like this." Zhang Fan spread his hands.

"Then why did you appear here?" Lou Hechuan said indifferently.

"I..." Zhang Fan was speechless for a moment.

"When you came down from Zhenwu Mountain, you were only just awakening your soul-aspect."

Just at this moment, Lou Hechuan changed the subject and said suddenly.

"In less than a year, you have cultivated to the Great Being Eighth Realm. Such speed is shocking. Not to say there is no one before and no one after, but it is rare in the world. In the world today, it can be called peerless."

Once these words were spoken, Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly. He looked up at Lou Hechuan as if he were meeting him for the first time.

This Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance President, who only knew how to mediate and take the blame in his impression, actually knew everything.

"The Divine Demon Holy Fetus is truly overbearing..."

"People of the Zhang family, even if the incense is withered, still make people feel awe." Lou Hechuan sighed.

Zhang Fan's gaze sank, and he remained silent.

When the words reached this point, if Lou Hechuan still didn't know his identity, then it would truly be a joke.

"Does President Lou want to take action?"

Zhang Fan's voice was heavy, hiding a trace of alertness in his eyes. Last time at the Red Sun Building, Lou Hechuan only made a slight move, and he could see that this person in charge of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance was already an expert in the Zhai Shou Realm, and had gone very far.

"The young man is conceited with lofty intentions, until now, the spring flowers have fallen, full of desolation..."

Lou Hechuan's gaze passed over Zhang Fan. His expression was gloomy, wandering in the quiet and desolate courtyard, but a sense of emotion rose in his words.

"When I was young, I also came here..."

"Your grandfather treated me very well, he often kept me by his side..." Lou Hechuan sighed.

This was the past he had suppressed in his heart for decades and never mentioned.

This past became a taboo from the day the South Zhang was destroyed.

"Grandfather!?"

"Your grandfather had the grace of knowing me." Lou Hechuan said in a deep voice.

Everyone has talent, but not everyone knows they have it.

Some people are introverted, their sharpness not showing, lacking only an opportunity, a fate. Without such an opportunity, they might only be mediocre for a lifetime.

The so-called person has the ambition to reach the sky, but without luck, they cannot pass through. Even if a roc flies ten thousand miles, it needs to ride the wind.

For Lou Hechuan, Zhang Tiansheng back then was his luck, his wind.

"So back then, President Lou dug my father out of the pile of dead people?" Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

"President Lou is a person who knows how to be grateful!"

Given Chen Long said that back then, he and Zhang Lingzong had a narrow escape, with only one breath left, and it was someone who dug them out of the pile of dead people. That person was Lou Hechuan.

Lou Hechuan's gray eyebrows trembled, he just looked at Zhang Fan deeply, but didn't speak.

"Your father is not an ordinary person. When he was young, he had many calamities, his profound skills were great, and he was notorious. But he used the great calamity under Long Hu Mountain ten years ago to fake his death and avoid disaster, hiding in Yujing City, hiding under my nose, and I actually didn't discover it..."

As he spoke, Lou Hechuan looked at Zhang Fan: "He only has you as a son left, right."

"What does President Lou want to say?" Zhang Fan frowned.

"What is here? That could make Given Chen Long risk her life to come from afar, and make you risk your life?" Lou Hechuan changed the subject, looking at the small building behind him, and said suddenly.

"President Lou, this place was originally the place of my Zhang family." Zhang Fan reminded.

"You go." Lou Hechuan shook his head. He looked in the direction of the old street and said leisurely: "Given Chen Long might not live. This place is not something you can covet. If you stay, the last incense of the South Zhang will be broken..."

"Old Lou, since you remember the old feelings, you should let me in." Zhang Fan heard Lou Hechuan's meaning and said immediately.

"Your grandfather had the grace of knowing me, but President Jiang had the grace of promoting me. I cannot betray him." Lou Hechuan shook his head.

He was able to sit in his current position because Jiang Your Majesty promoted him.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan smiled.

"Old Lou, loyalty is not absolute, which is absolutely disloyal..."

"You should know that since ancient times, those who can be on both sides and have a good end are few and far between."

"Good end!?" Lou Hechuan looked up at the sky, a trace of loneliness and desolation rising in his turbid eyes.

"Since the day I stepped on the path of cultivation, who can have a good end?"

"If you don't see longevity, you will eventually bury your bones, and there are dangerous shoals everywhere on the flat ground..." Lou Hechuan sighed gloomily.

Living between heaven and earth, it is like a white horse passing through a crack, suddenly. Only when one reaches the end will one realize that this road is ultimately a dead end without a good end.

"You go!"

Lou Hechuan whispered, his tone becoming three points colder.

Zhang Fan remained silent. The True Yang surged, like water boiling wildly, the soul-aspect was about to come out. He was judging whether he could suppress this Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance President with his current strength.

Rumble...

Just at this moment, a burst of explosive sounds came from the direction of the old street, and blood light surged into the sky, the brilliance bright, surpassing the bright moon by three points.

"Celestial Master stained with blood!?"

Zhang Fan and Lou Hechuan's expressions changed drastically. They turned around and looked, their soul-aspects about to come out. From far away, they saw a figure rushing out of the blood, who was none other than Yuan Yuan Tian Du.

His clothes were soaked in red blood, his right arm withered like dead wood, the wrinkled skin and withered muscles twisted together, as if the residual branches were about to break.

"Yuan Yuan Tian Du, do you think you can behead me by inviting the River and Mountain Sword?"

At the end of the old street, Given Chen Long walked slowly. Her whole body was entangled in sword light, emitting a terrifying and peerless aura, but it couldn't get close to her at all.

Whoosh...

At the same time, another figure rushed out from the sky full of smoke and dust, who was none other than the Qiu family Celestial Master, Qiu Shangqing.

His hair was burnt black, emitting a pungent smell, and his pair of eyes no longer had any brilliance.

"The Five-Form Wrong King is truly extraordinary!" Yuan Yuan Tian Du gritted his teeth.

This scene was like a stone breaking the sky, shocking everyone's heart.

"Two great Celestial Masters can't suppress her?"

"Is the Five-Form Wrong King really so heaven-defying? One against two, is the gap so big?"

"Given Chen Long was originally in the Celestial Master Realm, her Five-Form Wrong King has truly reached great success."

Pairs of eyes came one after another, hiding deep horror.

All the experts hiding in Qin Gu Town were shocked by this scene. The invincible Celestial Master actually showed a gap at this moment.

Invincibility was embodied in Given Chen Long at this moment.

"The Five-Form Wrong King is incompatible with this world. I don't believe you can walk this path for long without declining." Yuan Yuan Tian Du said coldly.

Given Chen Long's strength was beyond imagination, but practicing this great technique in the human world would surely encounter calamities. He believed that Given Chen Long was also bearing huge pressure and burden. As long as the collapse appeared, that would be the rotation of victory and defeat.

"You can try." Given Chen Long said indifferently.

Rumble...

In an instant, Qiu Shangqing and Yuan Yuan Tian Du's soul-aspects surged into the sky.

Heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds surged, bolts of thunder tore through the sky, and waves rose on Zhuhu, as if the emotions of the two great Celestial Masters infected the mountains and rivers.

Immediately after, a vast fluctuation surged fiercely, spreading over the sky of Qin Gu Town, affecting everyone's soul-aspect.

"That is..."

"Soul-aspect Dharma Image!" Zhang Fan couldn't help but be moved.

The nine realms of the Daoist, only by cultivating to the eighth realm 【Guan Master】 can one practice the Soul-aspect Dharma Image, manifesting the wonders of all parties. As for the Celestial Master Realm, experiencing all kinds of calamities, the Dharma Image reaches great success, like a heaven-bestowed supernatural power, having terrifying power beyond imagination.

Rumble...

Qiu Shangqing's Soul-aspect Dharma Image was a piece of purple Qi surging, like the east coming, vast for three thousand miles, chasing the stars and the moon.

"Purple Qi Comes from the East!"

The Soul-aspect Dharma Image is closely related to the practitioner's fate, alchemy technique, physical body, and even experience and personality.

Qiu Shangqing obtained the Dharma intent of Qiu Ancestor and also practiced the Innate Art. His Soul-aspect Dharma Image was the Purple Qi Coming from the East.

Rumble...

Suddenly, another vast aura surged. Everyone was dazed, seeing above the mysterious sky, as if there was a capital city, standing in the human world, supreme and noble, as if a place where gods stayed, a place where the king lived.

"Soul-aspect Dharma Image, Capital Under the Emperor!"

Yuan Yuan Tian Du's Dharma Image was no small matter, belonging to an extremely overbearing and noble lineage among the various techniques of the White Crane Temple.

Since ancient times, anyone who practiced this lineage must have a fate of great respect and nobility.

"Finally, someone in the Shangjing Yuan family has mastered such a Dharma Image." Lou Hechuan murmured softly, deep awe in his eyes.

Rumble...

The two great Soul-aspect Dharma Images pressed over. Where they stood, there was only a piece of brilliance boiling.

That place became a dead end for the soul-aspect. Anyone who dared to get close would be unable to bear the vast power, and their form and spirit would be destroyed in an instant.

"A practitioner, being able to achieve this, has no regrets even if they die."

Everyone sighed, collecting their minds, not daring to observe at will.

Even from far away, Zhang Fan could feel the terrifying and invincible aura. Even with his current soul-aspect, he felt terrified, as if facing a great life-and-death danger.

Purple Qi comes from the east to cut off the heavenly pass, the Capital Under the Emperor urges life to return.

At this moment, the desolate and dilapidated old street seemed to disappear. The heaven and earth were vast, leaving only two great Soul-aspect Dharma Images. Under the divine power, everything was buried.

"Five-Phase Reverse Life Calamity!"

Just at this moment, a slow voice rose leisurely. In the boundless brilliance, Given Chen Long just raised her hand and let it fall, as if there was a rotation and destruction.

In an instant, the purple Qi dissipated, the capital city perished, and all phenomena actually turned into nothingness.

"This..."

"Broken? The Soul-aspect Dharma Image is broken?"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, truly unable to understand this scene before them.

In the blink of an eye, the Soul-aspect Dharma Images of the two great Celestial Masters dissipated just like that?

Dissipated silently, dissipated unimaginably, beyond everyone's understanding.

"This is not a technique, it is close to the Dao!" Zhang Fan's heart surged with waves, feeling a trace of terror.

Heaven has five Qi, earth has five elements, all laws are born, all in the Five-Phase Domain.

In other words, everything in this world exists within the five-element birth and transformation system, even the Soul-aspect Dharma Image is no exception.

The Five-Form Wrong King is to reverse the five elements. Once the balance of this system is broken, all existence will dissipate.

This is the Five-Phase Reverse Life Calamity.

Hum...

Qiu Shangqing and Yuan Yuan Tian Du's soul-aspects returned to their orifices. Their expressions were miserable, and a look of deep solemnity finally appeared on their faces.

Even in the Celestial Master Realm, they had different emotions at this moment.

Given Chen Long was an existence who had truly mastered the Five-Form Wrong King. Once the nine great inner alchemy techniques reached great success, they were terrifying, absolutely not like Zhang Fan's half-baked version.

Not to mention, she was also performing this technique in the Celestial Master Realm.

"You have lost, go on your way."

Given Chen Long's expression was indifferent, and she walked slowly toward Qiu Shangqing and Yuan Yuan Tian Du. Behind her, it seemed that the five elements were vanishing, like a great rotation.

At this moment, the two great Celestial Masters actually subconsciously took a step back.

Rumble...

Just at this moment, a deafening sound rang out fiercely on the old street, leisurely tearing through the sky, disturbing this restless night.

Hum...

Immediately after, a black stream of light broke through the air, like a flash of lightning, killing toward Given Chen Long.

Given Chen Long raised an eyebrow and caught it with her bare hands.

Hum... hum...

The deafening sound became increasingly vast, straight like a dragon's roar, and the black stream of light was still within ten meters of Given Chen Long, and the strange fluctuation spread out.

The next moment, the phantom transformed by the five elements behind Given Chen Long actually collapsed suddenly, and cracks appeared on her palm.

"This is..."

Bang...

Almost in an instant, that black stream of light actually pierced through Given Chen Long's body, blasting her out for hundreds of meters, crushing one house after another, and nailing her to the ground.

Scarlet blood flowed wantonly. On Given Chen Long's chest, a strange black iron thorn pierced through her body, and the strange aura locked her firmly.

"What is that?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, revealing an unbelievable expression.

That thing actually broke Given Chen Long's Five-Form Wrong King and suppressed her fiercely?

"That is the Kang Dragon Horn... a replica of the True Dragon Horn. Back then, when the South Zhang was destroyed, there was a record of this thing in Zhang Tiansheng's notebook..."

Just at this moment, an old voice came from afar.

"Zhang Tiansheng is indeed a talent."

At the end of the old street, an old man walked over. His figure was upright, his eyes were bright, and his gray hair was mixed with a few strands of green.

"North Zhang Celestial Master!"

Qiu Shangqing and Yuan Yuan Tian Du looked at each other. Without needing to ask, they guessed the origin of this old man. He must be a great enemy of the South Zhang, the North Zhang lineage.

"Zhang Jing-shen!" Given Chen Long's gaze was cold, and she struggled to get up, but called out the person's name.

"You recognize me?" Zhang Jing-shen glanced, no joy or anger in his eyes.

"Yes, back then when the South Zhang was destroyed, I was also there. Since you are a fish that slipped through the net, perhaps you have seen me."

Zhang Jing-shen's gaze was calm. Back then, they killed many people of the South Zhang, almost cutting off the roots. At Given Chen Long's age, she was still a little ghost. Since she was a little ghost, he naturally had no impression.

"I didn't expect that so many years have passed, and you have actually become a climate."

As he spoke, Zhang Jing-shen paused slightly, coming with his hands behind his back.

"It's a pity, you don't have the strength to be invincible in the world, but you have the courage to seek death and calamity."

"Do you think that mastering the nine great inner alchemy techniques will allow you to run rampant? There are still many ways in this world to restrain you..."

As the words reached this point, a mocking look appeared on Zhang Jing-shen's old face: "Coffin-Carrying Society... back then, the Coffin-Carrying Society of Zhang Laoer did this kind of thing..."

"They researched many ways to kill you heretics..."

The Kang Dragon Horn was one of the research results of the Coffin-Carrying Society. Although it was a replica of the True Dragon Horn, it could suppress practitioners of the Five-Form Wrong King in a short time.

This thing had been refined by the North Zhang more than twenty years ago. At this time, with an expert in the Celestial Master Realm taking action, the effect was immediate.

"The Kang Dragon has regrets, it cannot last long. No matter how high this dragon flies, it has to fall." Zhang Jing-shen walked to the side of Qiu Shangqing and Yuan Yuan Tian Du and finally stopped.

"Two fellow Daoists, I won't be polite."

"Please, fellow Daoist!"

Facing Zhang Jing-shen, Qiu Shangqing and Yuan Yuan Tian Du also had to be three points afraid, being polite.

After all, looking at his age, Zhang Jing-shen's seniority in the North Zhang was probably not low, not to mention that he was also a great expert in the Celestial Master Realm, and his strength was probably far above the two of them.

"Go on your way, the South Zhang lineage should not have any living people." Zhang Jing-shen said indifferently.

"Sigh..."

Suddenly, a sigh rang out slowly, like a pool of autumn water rippling, slowly dissolving in the cold night.

Zhang Fan's soul-aspect observed, unable to help but reveal an unbelievable expression.

In the corner of the old street, another old man walked out. He was none other than the old man who painted on the embankment of Zhuhu.

"Zhang Qiuba, it's been many years."

The old voice rang out again.

Zhang Jing-shen looked at the person coming, raising an eyebrow. Zhang Qiuba was his nickname when he was young, just because he had once joined the army, so he had this title.

However, very few people knew this name, almost all of them were close people in the clan. With his current status and position, no one had called him that for many years.

"You are..."

Zhang Jing-shen's gaze tightened, sizing up the unremarkable old man before him.

"Why? Don't recognize me?" The old man who painted chuckled.

Suddenly, Zhang Jing-shen's expression changed drastically, staring fixedly at the person coming, a look of shock appearing on his originally calm face.

"Born and raised..."

"Zhang Tianyang, you actually haven't died yet!?"

"Father!"

Just at this moment, in the distance, Given Chen Long's gaze trembled, and she cried out in loss.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 345 =====