Among the ancestral masters of Maoshan throughout the ages, there have been those who cultivated and pondered on the Nine Great Inner Alchemy thods. Anyone who could explore and advance on this path, who wouldn’t be exceptionally talented?
Unfortunately, these individuals either ended up dead and their Tao disappeared, or they beca mad, turned into fools, or worse, fell into evil and demonic possession, becoming monsters the world could not tolerate. Truly a sad and pitiful fate.
"Senior Brother, about the person we have confined in the [Demon Suppression Well] in the back mountain..."
At that mont, Fang Changle seed to recall sothing and suddenly spoke up.
Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp glance from Yu Hua shot over, his fiery eyes wishing they could tear his junior brother’s mouth apart on the spot.
"Senior Brother Yu Hua, could it be that Maoshan really has a master who practiced the Nine Great Inner Alchemy thods?"
Zhang Fan and Sui Chunsheng exchanged a look, clearly sensing sothing suspicious, their curiosity piqued, couldn’t help but ask.
"Junior Brother, your mouth is going to get you into trouble sooner or later," Yu Hua said coldly.
"Actually, there isn’t much... It was my uncle-master, who, at a young age, sohow got part of the cultivation thod of [Jia Sheng Gui Si]..."
"And ended up becoming a madman," Yu Hua sighed.
"A madman? How mad?" Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.
Yu Hua looked up, glanced at him, paused slightly, and finally said, "My uncle-master now might have over two hundred personalities residing within him."
"Over two hundred personalities residing within him?"
Zhang Fan was stunned for a mont, then blurted out, "Multiple personality disorder?"
"That’s more or less the idea."
Yu Hua said in a lowered voice, "In this world, a person only has one life, one identity. To transcend life and death, naturally, one must fall into the illusion of life and death!"
"Jia Sheng Gui Si is not sothing easily cultivated."
"It’s scarier than going berserk..."
At this mont, Fang Changle couldn’t help but say, "I saw it once with my own eyes. That uncle-master broke out of the [Demon Suppression Well], and how many people had to die just to..."
"Cough, cough..."
"Did he kill people too!?"
Zhang Fan and Sui Chunsheng exchanged a glance.
"Junior Brother, could you not talk so recklessly outside?" Yu Hua said, his face somber, staring at Fang Changle.
"Don’t listen to his nonsense."
"With such danger, why not..." Zhang Fan mused, as if not hearing Yu Hua’s explanation.
"Practicing Jia Sheng Gui Si isn’t sothing that can easily be killed, let alone..." Fang Changle whispered.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Yu Hua coughed violently, coughing hard, desperately.
Zhang Fan’s gaze condensed slightly, but he didn’t press further.
He naturally understood the implication of Fang Changle’s unfinished words.
Jia Sheng Gui Si, one of the Nine Great Inner Alchemy thods, even Maoshan might have an interest in it.
Yu Hua’s uncle-master, though he never mastered it, is a rare object of observation, perhaps revealing so mysteries of this legendary inner alchemy technique through him.
Such value, what’s a few deaths?
As long as that so-called uncle-master lives, he’s the most precious asset, far more valuable than human lives.
This has nothing to do with good or evil; it’s just human nature.
As long as one is human, as long as they are in this red dust, there will be desires, there will be obsessions, even cultivators can’t escape it.
Rumble...
At this mont, the roar of cars ca from the courtyard below, drawing the crowd’s thoughts away.
Zhang Fan turned his head and saw the convoy of the Divine Power Association’s investigation team, loaded with boxes of docunts, leaving the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters’ courtyard.
"They’re gone," Sui Chunsheng also sighed with relief.
In these days, to cooperate with the work of the Divine Power Association’s investigation team, they had been working overti day and night, without any overti pay.
"Yes, they’re finally gone." Zhang Fan’s tense nerves also completely relaxed.
Thanks to the ancestors, the cases of ng Qinghuan and Hua Yanqiu have temporarily co to an end.
He’s fine, Old Yu has gone to see the fish pond, everyone is safe.
"Zhang, you and my junior brother are life-and-death friends, naturally you are also a friend of Maoshan. Co visit when you have ti."
At this mont, Yu Hua spoke.
"Don’t worry, Senior Brother, I’ll definitely go when I get the chance," Zhang Fan nodded.
Whether because of Jiang Hu or Fang Changle, his relationship with Maoshan is destined to not be too distant, and it would be necessary to find a ti to get acquainted with it.
"Then I’ll leave first."
Saying so, Yu Hua looked at Fang Changle.
"Senior Brother, why don’t you leave? Is there sothing else?"
"Junior Brother, co see off," Yu Hua said through gritted teeth.
"Then I’ll see Senior Brother off."
Fang Changle led the way, opened the door, and as soon as they walked out, Zhang Fan heard Yu Hua’s dissatisfied grumbling voice coming in.
"Can’t you shut up outside?"
"Actually, it’s not much of a secret either."
At this mont, Sui Chunsheng spoke.
"What? Are you saying the Maoshan elder who practiced Jia Sheng Gui Si?" Zhang Fan asked in return.
"Among the ten great Taoist sects and famous mountains, passed down for so many years, how could they remain indifferent to the Nine Inner Alchemy thods?"
Sui Chunsheng said softly, sitting on the sofa.
"Are you saying they all have soone studying and cultivating them?" Zhang Fan’s heart stirred.
In terms of heritage, who could compare to the ten great Taoist sects and famous mountains of the world? Over the long years, anything related to the secret of immortality and longevity is worth trying, let alone those nine immortal techniques.
"Throughout history, there have been quite a few masters in the ten great Taoist sects who practiced the Nine Great Inner Alchemy thods, but most are incomplete."
Sui Chunsheng shook his head.
The Nine Great Inner Alchemy thods are not so easy to cultivate.
Besides the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family, it seems no sect or person has been heard of mastering any of them.
However, although no one has mastered them, it’s certain that each sect’s research on the Nine Inner Alchemy thods is deep, and there are probably quite a few like Senior Brother Yu Hua’s "specins," let’s call them "specins."
"Senior Brother Fang Changle said the Nine Great Inner Alchemy thods are infinitely harmful, how does he know they haven’t studied them?" Sui Chunsheng said seriously.
"Perhaps, he himself has practiced them."
"This..." Zhang Fan’s gaze lowered, revealing a contemplative look.
"These past two days, you’ve seen what happened in Yujing City, even the Lord of the Profound Palace from Wuwei Sect appeared here..."
"Zhang Fan, this is Yujing City, Jiangnan Province, Maoshan’s territory..."
"Do you think the Lord of the Profound Palace has any links with Maoshan..." Sui Chunsheng hesitated.
"Old Sui, you’re a governnt official, there are so things you shouldn’t say carelessly," Zhang Fan reminded.
Upon hearing this, Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but smile wryly, "It’s just that recently, I’ve seen so many things, people or ghosts, sotis it’s hard to tell..."
"Honestly, after getting to know you, I’ve learned quite a lot."
"In this world, nothing surprises anymore," Sui Chunsheng sighed.
"Under the sun, there’s never anything new."
"Old Sui, you’ve evolved again, your future is limitless, truly limitless."
Zhang Fan grinned, patted Sui Chunsheng’s shoulder, and got up to leave.
"You’re leaving? Not staying for a al?" Sui Chunsheng asked to retain him.
"Your cafeteria’s food is too plain lately, no flavor at all. Maybe next ti."
"It’s because the investigation team was here; we can’t appear too corrupt. Next ti you co, I’ll treat you to sothing special," Sui Chunsheng laughed.
"I’m off."
Zhang Fan greeted casually, then swaggered out of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance.
Just a few steps out the door, a black car drove up from afar, stopping in front of Zhang Fan.
"Hmm!?"
Zhang Fan was startled, not having ti to react, the car door opened, and a fair-skinned, beautiful woman was sitting inside, her long legs crossed, eyes sparkling with curiosity as she looked Zhang Fan up and down.
"Get in the car."
"You are..."
Zhang Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He didn’t know this woman, but the car looked familiar, as if it belonged to Li Yishan’s family.
"I’m Jiang Yunxian, Yishan’s stepmother."
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