Chapter 479: Daoist Wind Calamity! Suspected Old Friend Comes

The next day, Chang'an Yin Ruins.

Zhang Fan brushed aside Meng Qiwu and came as agreed, passing through that dilapidated Daoist temple last time to enter this underground world again.

"Why does it feel different from last time?"

Zhang Fan looked at the bluestone road under his feet, only feeling that the color was lighter than last time, the shops on both sides were different, and there were two more stone bridges built with white bones on the endless dark river, looking like the skeletons of some big fish.

"The structure of the Yin Ruins is very special. Slight vibrations will cause the diversion of forks and underground rivers," An Wuyang followed from behind.

Today, he was dressed quite sportily, looking like a white-skinned sports student, no longer the Daoist priest look in Daoist robes before.

"The same entrance, you might not enter the same street as last time," An Wuyang said indifferently.

"It's really like a maze," Zhang Fan thought thoughtfully.

"The Yin Ruins is formed by natural disasters, located on the dragon vein of Chang'an, not worse than the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm," An Wuyang said solemnly.

The Mountain and Sea Secret Realm of demons, ghosts, and strange monsters, and the blessed cave-heaven of Daoist practitioners are all wonderful realms generated by Heaven's creation. Since they are born of Heaven, they have wonderful fortune, and must have dangerous calamities, just like the Yin and Yang of life and death.

"Because of this, even if the Nascent Soul leaves the body and wanders outside, it is difficult to peek at the full picture of this maze."

"I heard from the elders in the sect that the location of the Yin Ruins is exactly the stomach of the Chang'an dragon vein."

"Stomach!?" Zhang Fan's heart stirred, then revealed a look of sudden realization.

No wonder it could swallow everything on the ground, and it would wriggle once every period of time.

If it is the stomach of a dragon vein, the creation of Heaven and Earth must hide unpredictable dangers. Ordinary experts really can't just peek with their Nascent Soul.

"In a place like a maze, can you really find that cut of life-root?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

Coming to the Yin Ruins for the second time, he could feel the extraordinary nature of this place even more.

Finding treasures here is simply looking for a needle in a haystack; the difficulty can be imagined.

"I naturally have a way. Just follow me."

As he spoke, An Wuyang turned and darted into a pitch-black fork.

What leads there is not the ruins of the ancient city, but the deep hinterland of this underground world.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan took a step and followed.

The treacherous and changeable underground world, with crisscrossing forks, dark and narrow, the moss on the slippery rock walls shining with faint luster, illuminating this world that resembles an abyss.

Occasionally, in the open space, underground rivers crisscross and return, and there are many forks around, not knowing where they lead.

In such a place, aside from the hidden dangers, even with sufficient supplies, if ordinary people stayed for half a month, I'm afraid they would fall ill with rheumatism, arthritis, and various diseases.

Zhang Fan and An Wuyang are both great experts with cultivation.

Especially Zhang Fan, whose life-gong is complete, his lung breathing vibrates, and he can dissolve the bone-chilling damp and cold air. A pair of bright eyes flow with light, even if it is dark and chaotic, he can see clearly.

Even in a worse environment, he can handle it calmly.

Rumble...

After a run, a roar suddenly came from the front, resembling the roar of a wild beast.

Stepping out of the long stone path, the view suddenly opened up. Gray and vast winds, not knowing where they came from, fell from above, bombarding the ground, flying sand and rocks, permeating the open space in front of them. At a glance, it was fully the size of five or six football fields.

"This is the Heavenly Brain Wind!?" An Wuyang's gaze sank, his expression changed drastically.

In Daoist medical theory, wind is the head of the "Six Evils" and the chief of a hundred diseases, coming and going quickly, changing rapidly.

In ancient times, if a person fell ill, appearing with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, hemiplegia, and other symptoms, it was called a stroke.

In modern medicine, it is cerebral hemorrhage, cerebral infarction, the brain having problems.

The Heavenly Brain Wind is this kind of evil wind, entering from the Heavenly Spirit, specifically destroying the Nascent Soul. Even with Great Being cultivation and the Nine Layers of Nature-Light combined into one, it is hard to avoid being blown and illuminated by this kind of evil wind.

Once you can't bear it, the nature-light shatters, the Nascent Soul suffers a calamity, and the cultivation is destroyed in one stroke.

In the past, the Daoist sects regarded this as one of the 【Wind Calamities】.

Some Dan-Dao masters, cultivation powerhouses, and those with profound strength would even seek this wind, capture and refine it into treasure medicines and mysterious pills, hide them in the mountains, and point them with the sun and moon. After many years, they can become treasures of corpse-shedding.

"Let's take a detour."

"This wind is dangerous. Even with Great Being cultivation, it is hard to preserve oneself," An Wuyang's expression was solemn, looking at the chaotic wind calamity, deep fear surging in his deep eyes.

For practitioners, this wind is a calamity, and this place is a dead end.

He once saw a martial uncle in the sect who mistakenly entered an ancient cave in the mountains many years ago and encountered this wind. As a result, his Nascent Soul was completely wasted, his cultivation was lost, and now he has become a cripple, living deep in the sect, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and his daily life needs someone to support and take care of him, truly becoming a useless person.

That martial uncle had the cultivation of the Seventh Level of the Great Being back then.

"No need, just follow behind me," Zhang Fan whispered.

As soon as the words fell, he took a step and brushed past An Wuyang.

"Don't rush..." Seeing this, An Wuyang's expression changed drastically, and he tried to stop him, but it was already too late.

Almost at the same moment, Zhang Fan had already stepped into the chaotic wild wind.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and let out a harsh long whistle. His chest swelled up, and the 【Heavenly Brain Wind】 falling from the sky seemed to pour backward, being sucked into Zhang Fan's mouth.

"This is..."

This scene was like a stone breaking the sky, making An Wuyang's pupils shrink suddenly, and a look of deep shock appeared on his originally calm face.

With a flesh-and-blood body, crossing the abyss and long night, swallowing this wind calamity without avoiding it.

In a trance, he saw spiritual light surging within Zhang Fan's body, born from the dragon spine, penetrating the hundred skeletons. At the Dantian, golden light floated, nature born immortal, as if seizing the wonder of the dragon and tiger, seemingly participating in the secret of life and death.

"Qi becomes dragon and tiger, life-gong is complete!?" An Wuyang's gaze trembled, exclaiming in shock.

God-Demon hangs upside down and swallows the Nine Underworlds, Dragon-Tiger mysterious refining Yin-Yang essence.

Dan light breaks the Yama Hall, heroic spirit overturns the Mengpo Pavilion.

Chaotic wind calamity bypasses the body, removing the name from the Book of Life and Death.

Mysterious Dan becomes the road to Heaven, only then knowing my life is not up to Heaven.

Such an achievement is hard to see since ancient times. Crossing the abyss to avoid life and death, Dragon-Tiger Dan becomes to break the wind calamity.

"Zhaishou realm... he stepped into the Zhaishou realm?"

An Wuyang muttered to himself, a monstrous wave already rising in his heart.

How long has it been? Since parting on Mount Zhenwu, he and Zhang Fan hadn't seen each other for only two or three months.

In such a short time, he completed the change of Heaven and Man, his life-gong was complete, he refined an Inner Dan, and stepped into the realm that all Dan-Dao practitioners dream of!?

At this moment, An Wuyang's expression gradually became solemn, and his expression looking at Zhang Fan was different.

Such a person, bearing strange methods, with heavy calamities, already had extraordinary abilities. It was impossible for his realm and cultivation to advance so rapidly.

Rumble...

Suddenly, a light sound rose, pulling An Wuyang's thoughts back.

Zhang Fan's body shook violently, his internal essence and blood circulating like a river; every pore on his body opened, and vigorous essence Qi surged out, boiling like madness, actually shaking away the surrounding gale and forcefully carving out a windless zone five meters in diameter.

"Follow behind me," Zhang Fan called back.

An Wuyang collected his mind and took a step, entering the windless zone with a radius of five meters.

"Go."

Zhang Fan's body roared at a strange frequency, the terrifying aura surged like a wave, shaking back the wild wind falling from the sky.

The two, one in front and one behind, moved forward in the open space where sand and dust were boiling.

An Wuyang followed behind Zhang Fan and could naturally feel the terror and mystery of that flesh-and-blood body with complete life-gong.

That kind of oppressive feeling was even more terrifying than the wind calamity.

"You actually stepped into the Zhaishou realm. Zhaishou before thirty... too few."

Finally, An Wuyang couldn't help but speak.

"The world is too big. Besides the present, there is the past. Besides the past, there is the future... Compared to those who are respected as ancestors in the thousands, my little achievement really doesn't count for anything."

Zhang Fan's voice came from the front.

The Zhaishou realm is not the end. Since ancient times, Heaven and Earth are long, and there are countless later ones who surpass the former. ===== CHAPTER 480 =====