Chapter 41: Northern Emperor Successor, Great Night-Never-Bright 20
Northern Emperor Baleful Ghost, Heavenly Canopy Divine Mantra!?
In the He family manor, the low, slightly magnetic voice sounded again, and even he couldn't help but take it seriously.
He Fei felt something, looked at the corner, and saw the person hidden in the shadows stand up.
"Eighty years ago, the Great Putian Ritual, the Daoist Great Tribulation... Daoist experts and elites were almost lost, and many Dharma lineage inheritances were almost cut off..."
"The Northern Emperor Method is known as the number one killing great method of the Daoist world... it should have died out long ago." The low, slightly magnetic voice carried deep doubt, and his faint gaze couldn't help but look out the window.
"Could it be that this lineage still has a successor!?"
After the Daoist Great Tribulation, this lineage had not appeared in the world for eighty years. Although many people outside claimed to be of the Northern Emperor sect, and some even used the Northern Emperor Method as a gimmick online to recruit disciples—12,888 yuan for an intensive class, no job placement included; 38,888 yuan for an expert class, fast-track included, and can recommend employment to major palaces...
But those were just scammers, and the true Northern Emperor Method had not been seen in the world for many years.
"Is it really the Northern Emperor Method? Hell... didn't this lineage die out?"
"Don't talk nonsense... this lineage is overbearing. You dare say they died out? Didn't you see a successor jump out? Be careful they kill your whole family."
"You are presumptuous, killing whole families at every turn, do you treat the Daoist masters who practice the Northern Emperor Method as evil cultivators?"
In Yujing City, one hidden hermit expert after another couldn't stay calm. If it were just an ordinary Dharma lineage, that would be fine—eat melons, watch the show, it wouldn't matter. But the Northern Emperor Method is no small matter.
At this time, Gu Yuming's expression was extremely solemn, his gaze fixed on Zhang Fan's soul-aspect. Thick Yin Qi constantly gathered around him, refining into baleful energy in his palm.
That terrifying fluctuation was vaguely substantial, not as weak and rootless as the Taiyi method of liberating the dead just now.
"He didn't really succeed in practicing it, did he?" Gu Yuming muttered in his heart.
In his view, although this soul-aspect before him had low Dao cultivation, if he really mastered the Northern Emperor Method, it meant he must have sect inheritance...
This lineage is full of ruthless people!!! "Daoist friend..."
Gu Yuming hesitated slightly, his tone softened a lot, just as he opened his mouth.
Bang...
A loud noise fell, the baleful energy Zhang Fan condensed in his palm suddenly shattered, the faint chanting sounds also dissipated, and the thick Yin Qi rolling around his body began to collapse.
"He... he is a half-baked!?"
The suddenly quiet air left everyone in astonishment and silence. Even Gu Yuming, whose expression had just softened, had his eyes widened, his gaze becoming wandering and strange.
"You really are a paper tiger!"
If the Northern Emperor Method were so easy to practice, it would have been everywhere long ago, and it wouldn't be called the number one killing great method of the Daoist world!?
Nowadays, one can find many mantras, seals, etc., of this lineage online, and many people are addicted to it, practicing it on their own. But closing the door to build a car and exploring by oneself is absolutely impossible to practice.
In fact, regardless of the arts or alchemy of any sect, it must be taught by word of mouth, with the master teaching hand-in-hand, and when practicing to the key point, one needs to be protected from the side to avoid going into demonic madness.
Learning by oneself, practicing by oneself, one will never be able to practice it in a lifetime.
"This..."
"I said the Northern Emperor Method has been broken for so many years, how could there still be a successor in the world."
"What is the background of this little ghost? So good at fooling people? The old man was almost fooled."
At this time, the many hermits hidden in Yujing City had no interest. This seemingly fierce duel was more like a farce. Apparently, it was time to end it.
"Little ghost, what other methods do you have? I'll pull them all out for you today."
Gu Yuming sneered, he had completely figured out Zhang Fan's reality, and no longer had any scruples. "Come, come, come, let me see what kind of thing you are."
As he spoke, Gu Yuming was about to step forward.
Hum...
Just then, Gu Yuming's soul-aspect stopped abruptly. His eyes widened, his expression changed drastically, the brilliance around his body suddenly dimmed, and he shuddered, as if falling into an ice cave, and in an instant, it was like being scorched by true fire, unbearable heat.
"What's wrong with him? Why doesn't he do it?"
"Something's wrong... something's wrong... his soul-aspect has a problem."
"It's not that the soul-aspect has a problem... it's his physical body that has a problem... someone has found his soul-aspect..."
There were many experts in Yujing City, and they saw the strangeness and clues of Gu Yuming at a glance.
When the soul-aspect leaves the body, the physical body is the biggest weakness.
Legend has it that in the past, one of the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave, 【Iron Crutch Li】, had a magnificent appearance and a sturdy body. One day, his soul-aspect left his body to attend an immortal friend's alchemy meeting on Mount Hua. Before leaving, he told his disciples to guard his body well. If he didn't return in seven days, it meant he had attained the Dao and become an immortal, so they should burn his body. As a result, his disciple's mother suddenly died of illness, and he didn't wait for seven days before burning his body...
As a result, Iron Crutch Li's soul-aspect returned, and seeing no body, he was like a wandering ghost. With no other choice, he could only attach himself to a dead beggar with a lame leg.
"Bad, someone is destroying my body!"
Gu Yuming's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't care about Zhang Fan, turning to leave.
Once the body is destroyed, the soul-aspect has nothing to rely on, not to mention cultivation, even life is difficult to preserve.
At this moment, suburban cemetery.
Gu Yuming's disciple Xiong Ba was bruised and swollen, blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth, hiding behind the car, watching a girl with shoulder-length short hair punching and kicking his master's body, occasionally jumping three feet high, stepping directly on Gu Yuming, treating him like a meat cushion.
"Too terrifying..." Xiong Ba trembled, looking at the girl with shoulder-length short hair with fear, as if he wanted to remember her forever. The latter was none other than Jiang Lai.
At this time, above the old city, the dark clouds dissipated, and a bright moon shone in the sky.
Everything returned to calm, Gu Yuming left, Zhang Fan's soul-aspect returned to his body, and there was no trace left.
At this time, he was lying on the bed, his breathing long, apparently not realizing that this matter had far-reaching influence, and didn't know what kind of rendering storm it would set off in Yujing City.
Just then, Zhang Fan in his sleep frowned violently, his body trembled slightly, showing a slight look of pain.
In his dream, he returned to that day and saw himself ten years ago.
It was still shrouded in darkness, full of chaotic darkness, his mother's body lying silently beside him, occasionally lightning flashed in the distance, tearing through the sky. Apart from that, he could no longer see any other trace.
"Mom... Mom... can't see... why can't I see anything..." Twelve-year-old Zhang Fan cried bitterly, rubbing his eyes hard, wanting to see everything around him clearly.
But no matter how he cried, the surroundings remained chaotic and dark.
"Because you are..."
"In the Great Night-Never-Bright!"
Just then, a faint sigh resounded, not knowing where it started, echoing in Zhang Fan's dream.
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