Chapter 478: Life-and-Death Knot Root! The Boss of Nan Shi Ji

Zi Shu, An Wuyang!

The successor of Mount Zhongnan, An Wuyang!?

At this very moment, these two diametrically opposed identities appeared on the same person.

One represents the successor of one of the top ten famous Daoist mountains in the world.

One represents the most mysterious existence among the Thirteen Zodiacs of the Wu Wei Gate.

Zhang Fan had thought of thousands of possibilities, but he never expected that the person appearing in front of him would be this person, this face.

"An Wuyang? How could it be you? How could you be Zi Shu?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, revealing a strange expression.

Ten years ago, the Thirteen Zodiacs rebelled and besieged their family under Long Hu Mountain. Zi Shu was also there.

Some said that was just his shadow, and he didn't truly participate or get involved in the right and wrong turmoil.

Others said that was the real Zi Shu, who suffered heavy injuries because of this calamity and hadn't recovered to this day.

Fang Changle also said that he had never seen Zi Shu's true face, but he could smell the aura of being terminally ill.

Regardless, ten years ago, how old was An Wuyang?

How could he be Zi Shu!?

Hum...

An Wuyang didn't speak. He sat there, and suddenly the center of his eyebrows vibrated gently.

A night breeze blew. Behind him, a fluctuation rose and fell. With Nascent Soul observation, one could see an ancient and mysterious palace appearing, and the lingering incense smoke turned into a gray giant rat, hiding in the palace.

"Zi Shu Palace!?" Zhang Fan's heart stirred.

He knew An Wuyang was proving his identity.

That day, when his Nascent Soul left his body and entered Taishui Village, he saw Qin Ergou enter the 【Xu Dog Palace】, which also had such a strange phenomenon.

All Thirteen Zodiacs can enter and master their own natal palace and light incense.

This is the most powerful proof.

"You are really Zi Shu?" Zhang Fan muttered to himself, still somewhat unable to accept it.

He had heard Meng Qiwu say that An Wuyang's background was very unusual.

Many years ago, Chu Chaoran traveled the world and adopted many orphans. Xia Weisheng was one of them, brought back to Mount Zhenwu by him.

Besides that, An Wuyang was also one, but at that time, Chu Chaoran sent him to Mount Zhongnan.

Because of such a fate, when the Transcendent Zhenren accepted disciples that day, An Wuyang was also among the candidates rumored in the outside world.

With such a background, how could he be related to Zi Shu!?

"Did you come today to understand my identity, or to find the Human Zodiac?" An Wuyang glanced at him sideways.

"I'm just curious. After all, you are the most mysterious among the Thirteen Zodiacs."

Zhang Fan laughed lightly, his expression returning to normal, and he sat down on his own.

"In this way, among the Thirteen Zodiacs, the only ones I haven't seen are Chou Ox and Wei Sheep."

"Wei Sheep... you should have already seen him," An Wuyang said suddenly.

"Who?" Zhang Fan was stunned, revealing a look of doubt.

"It's the newly appointed president of your Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance," An Wuyang said casually.

"Wu Qingnang!?" Zhang Fan's gaze condensed into a line, revealing a strange expression, and the appearance of that sick ghost appeared in his mind.

Who could have thought that the new president of the Jiangnan Province Dao Alliance would be Wei Sheep among the Thirteen Zodiacs!?

"This... the infiltration is too severe," Zhang Fan sighed.

"The infiltration of the Wu Wei Gate by the Daoist sects is also very severe. Just among the Thirteen Zodiacs, there are their people," An Wuyang said indifferently.

"Speaking of which, it's just 'each other, each other'. There is me in you, and you in me. In the end, who can tell who is who?"

The expression on An Wuyang's face was always peaceful and indifferent. Regarding such black and white, he didn't even bother to distinguish or identify them.

"You just said his identity so casually?" Zhang Fan looked at An Wuyang with deep meaning.

"So what? You yourself are not clean either; can you go around and proclaim it to the world?" An Wuyang said indifferently.

"Sheep soup is here."

At this moment, the boss brought a bowl of sheep soup and a meat sandwich.

Zhang Fan was about to take it, but An Wuyang took it to his own front.

"Boss, give him another serving," An Wuyang said indifferently.

"..."

"Alright!"

The boss greeted and turned into the shop.

"Who is not clean?" Zhang Fan picked up the previous topic.

"You are so close to the Human Zodiac, where are you clean?" An Wuyang drank a mouthful of sheep soup, not raising his head.

"What's more, your Southern Zhang is left with only you as a lone seedling. This identity is even more sensitive than the Wu Wei Gate."

Once these words were spoken, Zhang Fan's gaze sank sharply.

"You know!"

"Of course I know. Your identity is not a secret among the Thirteen Zodiacs. What's more, on Mount Maoshan that day, our Nascent Souls collided, and I saw that it was the God-Demon Sacred Fetus!" An Wuyang whispered.

"My master is Ye Beichen. Back then, he fought with your father countless times and had a very deep study of the God-Demon Sacred Fetus."

"I forgot about this."

Zhang Fan pouted and looked at An Wuyang deeply.

That Ye Celestial Master of Mount Zhongnan was Zhang Lingzong's old love rival.

"Let's talk about business."

An Wuyang put down the half-eaten meat sandwich and said indifferently: "The Human Zodiac has entered the Tomb of the Living Dead eight or nine times out of ten."

"He has entered once," Zhang Fan said solemnly.

"I know, but this time is different. You've read the manuscript. That ancient tomb was originally a place for stopping coffins," An Wuyang said in a deep voice.

"Eight-King Coffin-Carrying... this legend is ethereal and involves the Nine Methods. Even the establishment of the Coffin-Carrying Society is because of this ethereal legend."

"Do you know who is buried in that coffin?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know," An Wuyang shook his head and whispered: "This is the truth that the Coffin-Carrying Society pursues."

"Some people speculate that what is buried inside is a true immortal."

"Immortal!?" Zhang Fan pondered silently.

"This has nothing to do with the current situation," An Wuyang's logic was clear, and he circled the topic back.

"To enter the Tomb of the Living Dead, one must practice Jia Sheng Gui Si."

"Of course I know, but in the world, only two people have practiced this method," Zhang Fan said indifferently.

"Human Zodiac and Luo Sen," An Wuyang whispered.

"You even know about Luo Sen?" Zhang Fan gradually felt Zi Shu's unfathomability.

"I came into contact with his files when I was at the Shangjing Dao Alliance," An Wuyang said indifferently.

"That must be a top-secret file," Zhang Fan looked at An Wuyang with deep meaning.

"This person's mother was originally an experimental material for the Coffin-Carrying Society. They used the remaining bones and blood of the Jia Sheng Gui Si practitioner to transform, and later faked an accident to let her escape. This woman combined with a man from the Pure Yang Wang family and gave birth to that freak named Luo Sen," An Wuyang said in a low voice.

Zhang Fan remained silent. From the moment Luo Sen was born, that tragic fate was destined.

From the first day he appeared in the world, he was in the identity of a freak.

Jiang Your Majesty sent him to that orphanage.

Sanqi Orphanage.

"He awakened Jia Sheng Gui Si, different from the Human Zodiac, but it's another path," An Wuyang said in a deep voice. ===== CHAPTER 479 =====