After leaving the abandoned factory, Xu Fan first went back to find Fatty Wang and the others.
Honglian rushed to greet Xu Fan upon seeing him:
"How is the situation? Have they rescued the person?"
Xu Fan shook his head and said seriously:
"Things may be a bit more complicated than we thought."
He then recounted what he had seen and heard in the Huang Family Mansion to Honglian and the others. Even Wang Pangzi, who had personally witnessed the resurrection of their god in the United States, was somewhat dumbfounded at this moment.
"So what should we do now?"
"Let's contact the authorities first."
Xu Fan has no way to deal with the old man with the goatee right now, and if he goes there rashly, he might be invaded by the so-called god again.
Having barely managed to escape from the clutches of "God" using only a clone, Xu Fan didn't want to risk his own life again.
"Fatty, you should contact the Night Watch Bureau first. If possible, arrange a meeting place for me."
"good."
Fatty Wang turned and left, while Hongyu looked at Xu Fan with a worried expression, gently stroking his body.
"You're saying this is an incarnation?"
Xu Fan immediately understood Hongyu's concerns and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, the avatar I cultivate using this secret technique is exactly the same as my original body."
After all, it was the mythical story of the One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones. After Xu Fan resurrected using his clone, he successfully got rid of the so-called gods' whispers in his ear.
"By the way, where are the pheasants that Fatty Wang brought back?"
“Pheasant?” Hongyu was taken aback at first, then immediately realized: “In the room next door.”
Honglian asked curiously, "What do you want with it?"
Xu Fan smiled and said, "I'm going to ask about some things."
Having personally witnessed the terrifying nature of the old man with the goatee, Xu Fan was somewhat relieved that he had rescued Fatty Wang and, incidentally, the pheasant as well.
Xu Fan pushed open the door and saw the pheasant quietly huddled in a corner. Upon seeing the newcomer, it trembled and shouted in its hoarse, broken voice:
"Don't come any closer!"
Judging from this, it must have been ruined by Honglian and Hongyu while Xu Fan was away.
Xu Fan walked up to the pheasant and squatted down.
"How did you get involved with the Huang family in the first place?"
The Huang family has connections with strange creatures, the Night Watch Bureau, and the Restoration Society.
If he had the favor of the old man in the long robe, he would have used it long ago. Therefore, Xu Fan judged that the old man in the long robe was probably someone Huang Lintian had found through the old man with the goatee.
“My master knows Ye Ling, and the Huang family got in touch with us through Ye Ling.”
"You said that old man with the goatee is named Ye Ling?"
The pheasant nodded eagerly: "Yes, yes, that's him."
"Then tell me about Ye Ling and your master."
The pheasant was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:
How much do you know about Zhongnan Mountain?
Zhongnan Mountain?
Xu Fan only knew that Zhongnan Mountain seemed to have some connection with Taoism, and that was all he knew.
The pheasant continued, "Legend has it that since the ancient gods disappeared, the only place in China where gods have ever appeared is Zhongnan Mountain."
"Therefore, many people say that the methods of cultivation practiced by these immortals are still preserved in Zhongnan Mountain."
"Before the resurgence of terror, all sorts of demons and monsters had already gathered at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain."
"After the resurgence of terror, although no miracles occurred on Zhongnan Mountain, the cultivation speed of those who cultivated at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain increased rapidly."
This was the first time Xu Fan had heard the rumors about the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, so he asked out of curiosity:
"But the world has been in chaos for so long. If there are really so many powerful cultivators hidden in Zhongnan Mountain, why have we never heard of them in China?"
According to Xu Fan's estimation, the "master" mentioned by the pheasant and Ye Ling with the goatee are probably both near the Ghost Emperor.
According to official Chinese records, there were only seven Ghost Emperors below the Ghost Emperor.
"Zhongnan Mountain has a long history and has attracted many people. Therefore, before the resurgence of terror, an unwritten rule had already been formed: anyone who wants to cultivate in Zhongnan Mountain must give up all worldly grudges."
Xu Fan nodded: "And what about your grandfather? What's his name?"
The pheasant's voice was somewhat deep: "His name is Lin Changxiong."
"Your master obtained all his cultivation techniques from Zhongnan Mountain?"
The pheasant nodded: "Those who want to cultivate in Zhongnan Mountain have only two methods."
"One way is like my grandfather, who was chosen by a senior master in Zhongnan Mountain, became his disciple, and after passing his test, he could inherit his skills."
“My master, for example, inherited a technique called Luozhang, which is said to be a technique recorded in the Luoshu in ancient times.”
"So you really want the Fuxi Qin?"
Having said all that, the pheasant no longer concealed anything:
"Yes, the Fuxi Qin is not only a divine artifact passed down from ancient times, but it is also said that the Fuxi Qin contains the complete Luoshu Hetu."
Xu Fan nodded thoughtfully. It seems he should pay more attention to Chinese mythology in the future, as he might encounter something related to mythology at any time.
"As for the second type of people, they are those with great fortune. After wandering around Zhongnan Mountain for a few years, they will be blessed with great fortune and receive some ancient inheritances."
Xu Fan's heart stirred: "So, you're also a creature related to the ancient times?"
The pheasant decisively shook its head:
"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
“Pheasant,” Xu Fan repeated the pheasant’s name several times, then suddenly asked:
"In the Investiture of the Gods, Nuwa sent three demons from Xuanyuan Tomb to bring disaster to the Shang Dynasty, and the pheasant spirit was one of them, right?"
The pheasant's eyes darted left and right:
"These are all myths and legends, and have nothing to do with me."
Xu Fan laughed. It seemed that the pheasant in front of him really could be related to the legendary pheasant spirit.
"If that's the case, then your ancestral home must be Xuanyuan Tomb?"
"How about we go take a look sometime?"
The moment Xu Fan mentioned Xuanyuan Tomb, the pheasant bristled, its entire body covered in multicolored feathers.
"If you don't want to live anymore, you can go see for yourself, but don't drag me into it."
It seems that with the resurgence of terror globally, the area around Xuanyuan Tomb has likely become a strange place as well.
"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's get back to Ye Ling's matter."
"What about Ye Ling? Is he also someone with great fortune?"
The pheasant folded its colorful feathers, a hint of mockery appearing in its eyes as it looked at Xu Fan. It decided not to turn into a blackened roasted chicken anymore.
"Ye Ling? Him?"
Xu Fan could sense the deep disdain in the pheasant's words; clearly, there was more to Ye Ling's story than met the eye.
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