Chapter 350

The endless Zhuhu Lake gradually drifted away. Through the rearview mirror, one could faintly see seagulls flying, piercing the long sky and swimming above the shimmering waves.

Zhang Fan's group finally left the small town of Qin Gu, leaving behind the former roots of the Southern Zhang lineage.

Looking at that piece of homeland behind him, a feeling couldn't help but rise in his heart...

One day, he would return!

"Zhang Fan, why didn't Zhang Wang come with us?" Fang Changle was driving and couldn't help but ask.

"He said he wanted to walk around and see the world, and he would go to Yujing City to see us when he had time."

Zhang Fan whispered casually, but Zhang Wang's figure appeared in his mind.

Meeting again, the feeling the other party gave him was very different. He had even forgotten his impression of Zhang Wang when he first met him.

This time, it felt more like a first meeting—both familiar and strange.

What Zhang Fan found most strange was that Zhang Wang seemed very curious about his older brother, but unfortunately, Zhang Fan himself didn't know where Zhang Sheng was.

"This friend of yours is unfathomable," Li Miaoyin sat beside Zhang Fan and whispered.

"He is a bit..."

Zhang Fan curled his lips, not knowing how to describe it for a moment.

"By the way, Xia Weisheng has returned to Zhenwu Mountain. Before leaving, she asked me to give this to you."

As he spoke, Fang Changle took out an invitation and handed it to Zhang Fan. Opening it, it was actually an invitation.

"The second day of next month, Zhenwu Mountain viewing ceremony?" Zhang Fan scanned it.

Only then did he remember that next month was the apprenticeship ceremony for True Person Chaoran. At that time, the world's Daoist community would gather at Zhenwu Mountain, which could be said to be the top priority event that all parties were paying attention to at the moment.

"The Qi brothers have also returned to Laojun Mountain. They asked me to greet you and see you again at Zhenwu Mountain next month," Fang Changle said.

Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang were the descendants of Laojun Mountain. For such a grand event, they would naturally go to congratulate along with the elders of the sect.

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the commemorative photo of the victory of the Ten Thousand Mountain Battle had scattered, leaving only Zhang Fan, Li Miaoyin, and Fang Changle.

"Life's gatherings and partings are impermanent," Zhang Fan sighed in his heart.

People around him come and go, gathering and then scattering, just like the road to immortality. Walking to the end, how many people are left?

One comes alone in life, and one returns alone in the end.

"For this recent period, everyone should stay in Yujing City and don't go anywhere," Fang Changle looked at the car and urged.

There is no doubt that the upcoming Jiangnan Province will be extremely lively, with a storm about to come, and the commotion will not be small.

"Especially Zhang Fan," Fang Changle added.

"You could actually have not said that sentence," Zhang Fan curled his lips and said.

"Did you hear that? Don't go anywhere," Li Miaoyin leaned into Zhang Fan's ear and laughed softly.

"Got it!"

Evening.

Zhang Fan returned to Hongfu Huayuan. The sky was already dark, and the lights in the security room at the entrance were on. However, the person on duty today was not Liu Fusheng.

After entering the house, Zhang Fan finally put down all his exhaustion.

He took out the Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal and the black iron piece from his bosom and placed them on the shrine in the southeast corner.

This was specifically set up by him for the 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】. Any Dharma treasure requires incense offerings, alchemical refining, and a sincere heart to become spiritual over time and slowly evolve.

According to Li Miaoyin, Dharma treasures are a kind of alternative life.

Nowadays, although the Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal is a 【Yellow Feather Dharma Treasure】, its potential is huge. Fang Changle said that if one is willing to pay the price, one can look for high-grade Dharma treasures to serve as the foundation, or natural exotic treasures, and refine them into this seal to shorten the time for advancement.

However, natural exotic treasures are extremely precious. Just like Zhang Fan's Bone Relic, it is usually kept in his body and will not be easily revealed.

As for high-grade Dharma treasures, unless they are damaged or destroyed, they can possibly be used as materials for repair and fusion. Otherwise, using high to supplement low is not worth the loss.

What's more, if he really wanted to do this, the four million in Zhang Fan's pocket wouldn't be enough; the material cost alone wouldn't suffice.

Therefore, he could only offer incense and spend more time and effort.

In the past, Zhang Fan only offered incense to the 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】. Returning from this trip, he found that the black iron piece seemed even more extraordinary, so he also offered it on the shrine.

Zhang Fan lit a stick of incense and silently recited the scriptures.

Refining Dharma treasures is like this. The incense offered is custom-made Daoist incense from Maoshan. The cost alone is twenty or thirty thousand per month, and it also requires reciting the 【Treasure Refining Scripture】, communicating with the Nascent Soul, and refining with True Yang, which is extremely time-consuming.

"When I have money, I will definitely buy a remnant of a Green Feather Dharma Treasure for you to eat," Zhang Fan secretly vowed in his heart.

After offering incense to the Dharma treasure, Zhang Fan returned to his room and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

This trip had consumed too much of him. Even with the Divine Demon Holy Fetus, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Hum...

Just then, on the shrine in the southeast corner, the black iron piece vibrated gently, giving off a strange fluctuation. The 【Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal】 next to it seemed to have encountered something terrifying and subconsciously moved to the side, shrinking into the corner to make space.

For the next two days, Zhang Fan stayed indoors and didn't contact anyone.

He knew that he was sitting at home, but the outside world was not peaceful, and he didn't know what Jiangnan Province had become now.

After all, the death of three Celestial Masters was a big deal.

Although Zhang Fan's mind was in chaos, it was a rare opportunity for cultivation. Every day, besides practicing the Divine Demon Holy Fetus, he would comprehend the Three Corpses Illumination, refine the Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal, and study the black iron piece.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

"Let's find Old Li and have a chat."

On this day, Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone and dialed Li Yishan's number. Having been cooped up at home for three days, he was truly bored to death.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off..."

A mechanical voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Powered off?"

Zhang Fan was stunned and looked up at the wall clock. It was past ten in the morning; how could it be powered off?

"Dad's dad is a monster, Dad's mom is a monster..."

Just then, the phone rang. Zhang Fan looked down, and the caller ID was Fang Changle.

"Hello..."

"Where are you?" Fang Changle's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course I'm at home. I haven't gone anywhere these past two days."

"Let's meet, at the 'Don't See Mountain' Cafe!"

"Now?"

"Yes, now!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Fan hung up the phone, went straight out, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the "Don't See Mountain" Cafe. By the time he arrived, Fang Changle had been waiting for a long time.

"What's the situation now?" Zhang Fan sat down and asked straight to the point.

"It's come to an end for the time being."

Fang Changle said in a low voice: "Two days ago, another Celestial Master from the Qiu family came."

"Went to the small town of Qin Gu?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Yes!"

Fang Changle nodded. The Qiu family had only two Celestial Masters in total, and Qiu Shangqing was the youngest one, who could be said to have a boundless future. Now that he had died in Jiangnan Province, in the small town of Qin Gu, it naturally caused a shock in the Qiu family.

Besides this, they lost more than one Celestial Master; there were also Qiu Buyi and Qiu Wanmian.

Qiu Wanmian could be set aside, but Qiu Buyi was a good seedling who had mastered the Innate Art and might have had a chance to comprehend the Celestial Master realm in the future. Now he was also dead.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Qiu family suffered the heaviest losses this time.

"The Ge family also sent people, and the Dao Alliance headquarters also dispatched six working groups."

The information revealed by Fang Changle showed that the momentum and formation this time were no small matter.

"And the conclusion?" Zhang Fan asked.

"What other conclusion could there be? Naturally, it's the Wu Wei Sect stirring up trouble. The Dao Alliance has already launched a major cleanup campaign in Jiangnan Province, and many experts have already been sent out."

Such a conclusion couldn't be counted. After all, the root cause of this matter was Chen Long, and she was a member of the Wu Wei Sect.

"This is the conclusion on the surface..." Fang Changle looked left and right and lowered his voice.

"And in reality?"

"Southern Zhang... the higher-ups have started to investigate. There are still people alive in this lineage. You should know what that means."

Zhang Fan was cold and silent. He naturally knew what it meant. The Bai He Temple would not let it go, and the Northern Zhang lineage would naturally fight to the death.

However, since it concerned Southern Zhang, it couldn't be put on the table.

"For this recent period, you'd better keep a low profile and don't leave any traces. Also, think again if there are any loose ends that haven't been handled cleanly," Fang Changle reminded.

He knew Zhang Fan's roots and bottom line, and he was thinking for him in every way.

"I understand," Zhang Fan nodded.

"Also, Lou Hechuan has been removed from his post," Fang Changle threw out another bombshell.

"President Lou?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"With such a big thing happening in Jiangnan Province, as the President of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance, he cannot shirk the responsibility. He will be escorted to the capital in a few days to accept investigation."

Speaking to this point, Fang Changle paused slightly and lowered his voice.

"Old Lou is in danger this time. Even if he can retreat unscathed, I'm afraid he will have to handle an internal retirement."

"When a huge mess happens, there's always someone to take the blame," Zhang Fan whispered.

Lou Hechuan's fate was both unexpected and reasonable.

"I'm afraid he can't carry this pot, and he can't afford to carry it," Fang Changle shook his head.

"Then what about the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance? Who will succeed him?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Currently, the Vice President is acting as President," Fang Changle said solemnly.

"Vice President?" Zhang Fan was stunned. He had dealt with the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance so many times, yet he had never seen any Vice President.

"Now, breaking news..."

Just then, a broadcast came from the TV nearby. Zhang Fan subconsciously turned his head and saw an image on the screen—an aerial view of a mansion turned into scorched ruins.

"Last night, a sudden fire broke out at a residence at No. 73 Yangming Road..."

Hum...

As the broadcast came, Zhang Fan's expression changed drastically. The cup in front of him shattered violently, and coffee spilled onto the table, flowing wantonly.

"Zhang Fan, what are you doing?" Fang Changle was startled by such a reaction and blurted out.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed into a line, staring fixedly at the image on the TV. A chilling coldness rose on his originally calm face.

"That's Li Yishan's home!"

Shangjing City.

No. 273 Xianyin Road, Dao Alliance Headquarters.

At the end of the long corridor, in the deepest office, on a solemn and ancient shrine, two memorial tablets were enshrined, each written with the names of two people:

The tablet on the left clearly read: Position of Dharma King Huo.

The tablet on the right clearly read: Position of Yuan Tian.

At this moment, Fan Lingzhou and Yue Cangfeng did not dare to breathe loudly, staring fixedly at the shrine at the very top.

As assistants beside Jiang Your Majesty, they naturally knew what this moment meant.

"President, the people of Southern Zhang are not all dead yet. According to the scene, it is..." Fan Lingzhou stopped mid-sentence, paused slightly, but still said.

"It looks like the methods of the Divine Diviner."

In front of the desk, an old man with gold-rimmed glasses was leaning over, wielding a brush and splashing ink.

This person was none other than the Master of Bai He Temple, the current President of the Dao Alliance headquarters, Jiang Your Majesty.

"Zhang Laoer has been dead for many years..." The brush in Jiang Your Majesty's hand paused slightly, and he said without raising his head.

"Their third brother might still be alive... It's a pity, but he's just lingering on his last breath. Having used this hexagram, he won't live long either."

"Zhang Tianyang!?" Yue Cangfeng couldn't help but say: "President, should we..."

"No need, keep him, he's still useful. The key to that group of Southern Zhang people is Zhang Lingzong, and that Master of Southern Zhang..." Jiang Your Majesty said lightly.

"Zhang Lingzong is still in Mount Ailao..."

"As for that Master of Southern Zhang, only Vice Master Huo has fought him..." Fan Lingzhou subconsciously looked up at Dharma King Huo's tablet.

"That's enough," Jiang Your Majesty said lightly.

Hum...

Just then, the candles in front of the two tablets burned violently.

Those two candles were extremely strange, about three inches and seven tenths long, but they had nine orifices, strange runes were wrapped around them, and the light they emitted was also a vast white.

Hum...

At the moment the fire ignited, two ethereal figures slowly emerged, like a Nascent Soul, but they were condensed and incomplete, not yet truly formed.

"The two Vice Masters!" Fan Lingzhou couldn't help but call out.

"Jia-Sheng-Gui-Si is indeed no small matter..." Yue Cangfeng was shocked.

He didn't expect that these two inconspicuous candles could really have the power to reach the heavens, able to bring the dead back to life and re-condense the Nascent Souls of the two great Celestial Masters.

"Zhang Tiansheng is indeed a genius. These two candles were refined by him using the corpses of those who practiced 【Jia-Sheng-Gui-Si】..."

"In order to find these two corpses, Xu Lao Liu didn't know how many great tombs he had dug up before he found them buried in the passage of time."

"It's a pity he only left two," Fan Lingzhou couldn't help but say.

These two candles could be called rare treasures, the legacy left by Zhang Tiansheng to the 【Coffin-Lifting Society】.

That day, when the Thunder Prison Celestial Master died in Mount Ailao, Jiang Your Majesty hadn't been willing to take them out, but now, for the sake of the two Vice Masters, he didn't hesitate to use these last two candles.

"The three 【Ten Thousand Evil Calamity Phases】 talismans refined by Zhang Laoer are the critical ones. As for these candles, as long as one finds someone who practices Jia-Sheng-Gui-Si, they can naturally be refined," Jiang Your Majesty said lightly.

"According to our intelligence, there are a total of three people in the world today who practice 【Jia-Sheng-Gui-Si】," Fan Lingzhou said in a low voice.

If these three people were all captured, then three candles could be refined.

"No, there are four people," Jiang Your Majesty said lightly.

"Four people!?" Fan Lingzhou and Yue Cangfeng looked at each other, both revealing looks of astonishment.

"Life and death are determined by fate, but I just don't know which of these four can gain the favor of destiny," Jiang Your Majesty whispered. He retracted his brush, finished in one go, and four large characters were written on the rice paper on the table:

Fan Can See the Law!!

(End of chapter)