Chapter 449: Five Great Dharma Swords! The Zhang Family Becomes Immortals in Heaven

Thousand-year-old ancient temple, before the Ancestor's seat.

The bright moonlight passes through the door and falls into the temple hall, like a galaxy, sprinkling between the two.

"North Zhang..."

Zhouzhou's gaze is fixed on Zhang Fan, her beautiful face recovering to normal, asking with interest: "How did you know I am a North Zhang disciple?"

"In the middle of the night, you, a girl, appear in the wilderness; that is already unusual."

"Either you are skilled and bold, or you are..." Zhang Fan pauses.

"What?" Zhouzhou asks.

A look of deep solemnity appears on Zhang Suxin's beautiful face, her gaze fixed on Zhang Fan.

Zhouzhou smiles: "Even so, that cannot prove I am a North Zhang disciple."

"The affinity in the dark can be traced." Zhang Fan says suddenly.

"Under Long Hu Shan, before the Ancestor's temple, your appearance here is not a coincidence..."

"Just now I said you are a North Zhang disciple, and you did not deny it, so you must be a North Zhang disciple."

In fact, Zhang Fan has one more thing he did not say: from the moment the two met, he smelled a fragrance on the other party, a fragrance that mortals cannot smell, like the incense in a temple; that is the special fragrance that North Zhang disciples possess only after sealing gods and establishing statues.

This kind of incense aura can only be captured by Zhang Fan, who has opened the spirit platform divine light and stepped into the Zhai Shou realm.

In other words, this woman named Zhouzhou is not only a North Zhang disciple but also an expert who has sealed gods and established statues.

"Zhao Jiexuan is indeed Zhao Jiexuan; no wonder you could make such a name for yourself in the Alchemy Origin Dharma Assembly." Zhouzhou smiles slightly, unable to help but praise.

At this very moment, her appearance is even more bright, as if merging with that bright moonlight, no longer hiding anything.

"My surname is Zhang, called Zhang Suxin."

"You can also call me Zhouzhou, my family calls me that."

"Zhang Suxin... Suxin... a North Zhang disciple who sealed gods and established statues!?" Zhang Fan's gaze narrows into a line: "Do you know me?"

"Zhang Wuming has done a great job in Xijiang Province, unifying loose cultivators everywhere, and the Alchemy Origin Dharma Assembly has made him stand out, winning the first blessed land; your name naturally spread back to North Zhang." Zhang Suxin smiles lightly.

"Who could have thought that he did not receive the Ancestor's pity, did not seal gods or establish statues, yet has such means." Zhang Suxin sighs.

In fact, back then, North Zhang let Zhang Wuming come back, just to test the depth of Xijiang, and did not have any expectations for him.

However, when all kinds of news from Xijiang spread back, North Zhang was shaken.

Only then did they truly attach importance to it and send people to check the detailed situation.

"Heroes through the ages do not ask where they come from; didn't the Three Corpses Daoist back then also fail to seal gods or establish statues?" Zhang Fan says lightly.

As soon as these words are spoken, Zhang Suxin's gaze narrows, looking at Zhang Fan with deep meaning.

"You know quite a lot about our Zhang family's situation."

"The Ancestors show no pity and grant empty names... Long Hu Zhang family is known as the Immortal Sect Mansion, yet it also strongly distinguishes between high and low, inside and outside..." Zhang Fan sighs: "In this way, the gates are gradually high, heaven and earth are separated, how can the Dao be transmitted, how can the incense be continued?"

Zhang Fan sighs faintly, his shadow under the swaying moonlight seeming to merge with the Daoist Ancestor's clay sculpture.

Zhang Suxin is stunned, her eyes becoming trance-like.

"The Dao is not lightly transmitted since ancient times; it is not that the techniques have high or low, but that the human heart has good and evil." Zhang Suxin says lightly.

Zhang Fan hears this, his eyes lighting up, a smile appearing on his face.

"Failing to seal gods or establish statues is because the natural talent is weak and the immortal affinity is not enough, but if one can find another way, turn calamity into luck, then naturally the divine power is vast." Zhang Suxin continues.

"Immortals are originally made by mortals, only fearing that the mortal's will is not firm."

"Perhaps, those disciples who failed to seal gods or establish statues were not because the Ancestors did not pity them, but because they were born in response to the times, and only then had so many hardships and calamities; if they can break and then stand, the achievements will be limitless..." Zhang Suxin sighs.

"It's just a pity that these people do not know the number of heaven, do not understand the Ancestor's painstaking efforts, and the Zhang family has only produced one Three Corpses Daoist in so many years."

"In this way, it is reasonable that they failed to seal gods or establish statues."

"Tsk tsk, you even have a logical loop." Zhang Fan laughs: "Not a North Zhang disciple, yet having such insight."

"Long Hu Shan has successors."

"Hmm!?" Zhang Suxin hears this, curls her lips, and cannot help but say: "You are not old, looking like you are younger than me, why do you speak so old-fashioned."

"Younger brother?" Zhang Fan is stunned, unable to help but laugh: "I don't have a sister."

"Is that so? Then who else is in your family?" Zhang Suxin asks.

"Are you probing my background?" Zhang Fan says solemnly.

"You could say that." Zhang Suxin does not hide it at all.

"You were able to shine in the Alchemy Origin Dharma Assembly, you are definitely not a nameless person; I returned to Xijiang this time, besides seeing Zhang Wuming, it was to probe your background."

"You are truly sincere." Zhang Fan laughs.

Before him, Zhang Suxin truly had no concealment, and he does not know if she is open-minded or confident enough.

"Hmm!?"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's brows lift, his gaze sweeping past Zhang Suxin, and he sees a god platform in the corner of the old temple...

That god platform is empty, yet the spirit position in front is still standing there.

Zhang Fan is stunned, walking straight over; the spirit position with only half left says:

Innate Great Calamity Ten Directions Ten Thousand Spirits Three Corpses Spirit Position!!!

"Three Corpses Spirit Position!?"

Zhang Fan's brows knit, unable to help but reveal a strange expression: "Why would the Daoist Ancestor's temple worship the Three Corpses spirit position?"

"It seems you don't know everything about the Zhang family." Zhang Suxin's voice comes from behind.

"Please enlighten me." Zhang Fan says humbly.

"Nine Dharmas are supreme, Three Corpses Illumination; through the ages, there are only three existences in the world who have refined this method, among whom is our Zhang family Ancestor."

As she speaks, Zhang Suxin looks at the Daoist Ancestor god platform, her expression respectful.

"This god platform is not empty either."

As the words fall, she pulls Zhang Fan to the side.

The faint moonlight sprinkles in the temple hall, and the Daoist Ancestor's shadow happens to fall on this side god platform.

That shadow is like the worshiped immortal deity.

At this time, Zhang Fan sees clearly that there is a strange mural on the wall behind the god platform, and the mural depicts...

"Sangong!?"

The human body's three palaces, the upper Dantian, is the Nascent Palace, yet the image in the painting is a mountain.

The middle Dantian, is the Jiang Palace, yet the image in the painting is a tripod.

The lower Dantian, is the Mysterious Palace, yet the image in the painting is a furnace.

These three palaces involve the secret of becoming an immortal.

These three palaces, the Daoist Ancestor's shadow falls on the god platform, overlapping with the three palaces in the mural, connecting and linking with each other, a mysterious and bizarre aura rushing toward him.

"This temple of the Celestial Master should have been built by the ancestors of my Zhang family." Zhang Suxin says suddenly.

"It is said that on Long Hu Shan, there is also a temple like this, the layout is similar to this one, this should be a replica."

After the Daoist Gate Great Calamity, the Zhang family transmitted north and south separately, and Zhang Suxin should be considered a fourth-generation disciple.

Therefore, the various things on Long Hu Shan can only be glimpsed from the oral accounts of the elders in the clan and secret books.

"Human body's three palaces, involving the secret of becoming an immortal... Three Corpses..."

Zhang Fan looks at the Daoist Ancestor's clay sculpture shadow, overlapping with the three palaces painting on the wall, so mysterious, so mysterious, unable to help but be fascinated.

"It is said that the layout of the Wu Wei Sect's ancestral temple is somewhat similar to this." Zhang Suxin says solemnly.

On the central axis of the Wu Wei Sect's ancestral temple are the human body's three palaces, which have been guarded by the masters of the three palaces since ancient times, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. ===== CHAPTER 450 =====

On the central axis of the Wu Wei Gate's ancestral temple lies the human body's Sangong; since ancient times, they have been guarded by the masters of the Sangong, and outsiders are not permitted to enter.