Pure Yang!

Chapter 67 Dragon and Tiger Talisman, Zhang Fan's Soul 40
The Shen family, inside the talisman refining temple.

The quiet talisman room was as big as three basketball courts, and the transparent crystal glass isolated everyone from outside...

Inside, a huge furnace was burning brightly. No one knew what fuel was used. The flame was bright red without any other color.

Sixty-four talisman masters surrounded the furnace according to eight different directions, drawing talismans and infusing them with true yang. Then, they offered up the talismans and threw them into the furnace.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those talismans turned directly into ashes in the flames.

If one observes with one's primordial spirit, one can find golden rays of light flying out from the burnt talismans, rising up and transforming into a tortoise shell at the top of the furnace.

"Turtle shell..."

Zhang Fan looked at the irregularly shaped [tortoise shell]. Dense golden lights flew into it, leaving strange traces, as if he was drawing a talisman.

"Is that the [Xuanjian Treasure Scroll]?"

There are many materials for drawing talismans, such as paper, silk, jade, peach wood and so on.

As for tortoise shells, there are also people, but they are very few...

"The tortoise hides the true spirit, not ordinary words..."

The alchemy book says that turtles are born with spirituality and can reach the sky, and ordinary text symbols are not worthy of being recorded on them.

In ancient mythology, turtles have always played an extremely mysterious and important role.

It is said that when Nuwa was mending the sky, the sky tilted to the northwest and the earth sank to the southeast, and Nuwa cut off a turtle's foot to suppress the four poles.

In other words, before Nuwa repaired the sky, she first grabbed a giant turtle from the flood, cut off its four legs, and used them as pillars to support the sky.

Even the most important Luoshu in Chinese civilization was carried out by a giant turtle from the Luo River and presented to Dayu.

"It is said that more than eighty years ago, the ancestor of the Shen family met a strange man. That man left a page of the heavenly book that was lost when the Jade Emperor taught Zhang Daoling the Dharma at the Shen family, as well as this tortoise shell..."

Qiu Zhengdao stood beside Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu, looking at the burning tortoise shell floating in the air, and told a story from the past.

"That strange man said that one year the Yellow River dried up, and an ancient Taoist temple was dug out from under the dried-up mud. Inside was enshrined this tortoise shell, and underneath was the page of the heavenly book..."

Qiu Zhengdao's description added a layer of mystery to the Shen family's [Xuanjian Baolu].

"What are they doing?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

“Refine the talisman… No, feed the talisman…” Qiu Zhengdao said in a deep voice.

Sixty-four talisman masters worked day and night to refine various talismans and feed the [Xuanjian Treasure Scroll], just like programmers, writing codes frantically...

By summarizing these data in the [Xuanjian Baolu] and deconstructing and reorganizing them, there is hope that the original code can be restored, which is...

"Spiritual Code!"

Once successful, this [Xuanjian Baolu] will be the key to becoming an immortal.

"No wonder most of these people are bald..." Zhang Fan took a glance.

Among the sixty-four talisman masters, more than half had sparse, dry, yellow and split hair.

"The talisman can make one immortal... can it succeed?" Jiang Hu was still skeptical.

"As long as the database is large enough, as long as it is perfect material..."

Qiu Zhengdao's gloomy gaze fell on the tortoise shell.

"The talismans of the world all belong to the Dragon and Tiger Sect... Except for the talismans of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, almost all the talismans in the world are included here..."

The efforts and hopes of three generations of the Shen family have consumed a lot of money and resources over the years to refine the [Xuanjian Baolu].

In this palace alone, what is burned every day is not talismans, but money.

"Why are there no dragon and tiger talismans?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Eighty years ago, the Daoist sect suffered a great catastrophe, and the gates of Longhu Mountain were tightly closed, and no incense was offered to the sect again... There is no one left in this lineage... Moreover... Longhu is different from other Daoist sects..."

"They are very mysterious and never enter the world..." Qiu Zhengdao whispered.

"I heard that Longhu's disciples started learning children's simple drawings at the age of three, all of which were [Tianshi Lu]..."

"This……"

"They are few in number, but very powerful... so powerful that they can be found throughout history..."

"However... not everyone can be called a Dragon and Tiger disciple... only the Zhang family can be called a Dragon and Tiger disciple..."

"Why are you here?"

At this moment, a sharp and cold business voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Qiu Zhengdao's words.

Zhang Fan turned his head and saw Qi Ji from Maoshan coming over, accompanied by a man in a well-dressed suit. The man looked to be in his thirties, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was asleep, and he exuded an extremely gentle aura. "Master!"

Zhang Fanru was moved. He had seen in the [Secret Records of Taoism] that among Taoism, there were some health-conscious people who were able to protect their energy and spirit very well and would not waste it on useless things.

The saying "a tiger walks like it's sick, an eagle stands like it's asleep" is exactly like this. The energy and spirit are restrained in an inch of space, as quiet as sleeping and unable to wake up, and when it moves, it can be as powerful as thunder.

"Qi Ji!" Jiang Hu frowned slightly.

"Jiang Hu, after all these years, I thought you would realize your sins..."

"I didn't expect you to want to spy on the [Xuanjian Baolu]. You should know that your magic should be returned to Maoshan."

Qi Ji's words were like a knife, stabbing directly into Jiang Hu's heart.

"He has his own destiny, and you have your own fate... How come his destiny has become your shackles?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan said coldly, disagreeing with something.

When these words were spoken, Qi Ji was stunned at first, then he frowned, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute.

Being distracted and attached to other things is also a sign of restlessness of the mind.

Zhang Fan's words are quite sharp.

"Jiang Hu, this is an important place for my Shen family. Even though you and Qingli know each other, you shouldn't be here."

"Take your friends and go."

Suddenly, the man in a suit next to him spoke. His voice was light but majestic, and his slightly focused gaze paused for a moment on Zhang Fan.

"Brother, they are my guests."

At this moment, Shen Qingli came over and cast an unhappy look at the man in the suit, who was the eldest son of the Shen family and now the head, Shen Xiangrong.

"Qingli, don't be willful. Who among those who can enter this place is not a master of talismans and highly respected?"

Shen Xiangrong's voice was cold and clear, and he was obviously unwilling to give his sister this face.

The implication of his words was also very obvious. Whether it was Jiang Hulu or Zhang Fan, they had nothing to do with the masters of the art of talismans, nor did they have anything to do with being highly respected.

They are not qualified to enter this important place of the Shen family, a place that concerns the rise and fall and glory of the Shen family.

"Big brother..."

"Let's go, we've seen it anyway." Jiang Hu raised his hand, forced a smile, and winked at Zhang Fan.

Qi Ji watched coldly without saying a word.

Qiu Zhengdao tactfully made way for him.

Rumble…

At this moment, a loud noise came from the huge furnace, deafening.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw the flames in the furnace gushing out as if out of control. The floating tortoise shell shook violently and the golden light kept turning. In Zhang Fan's eyes, it was so mysterious and extraordinary that he was intoxicated and seemed to be immersed in a dream.

hum...

The next moment, the dome was filled with red clouds, and the starlight was like pearls. A series of souls appeared in this strange scene. Looking up, the huge tortoise shell was like a curtain in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, with countless star runes on it, like the appearance of mountains and rivers.

"Is this an exterior scene!?" Jiang Hu's expression changed slightly. He looked around and saw many figures that looked similar to him, but they were a little blurry.

He didn't know why the [Xuanjian Baolu] had undergone such a change, revealing the external scene and actually pulling everyone's soul in.

Rumble…

At this moment, a loud noise was heard faintly, and under the cloudy sky, a big star was shining. A figure suddenly walked out from the chaos, stretched out a big hand, and grabbed the huge tortoise shell in the sky.

"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you touch my Shen family's treasures?"

A startled roar rang out, coming from Shen Xiangrong, but his soul remained unchanged.

The Shen family dared to recruit so many talisman masters and was not afraid that they would have ulterior motives because the [Xuanjian Baolu] was so powerful that anyone who dared to touch it with their original spirit would be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

Rumble…

In the chaos, that spirit suddenly made a move. He pointed a finger and drew a strange stream of light in the air. The light moved like a tiger and rose and fell like a startled dragon. It was bright and brilliant, and it was clear and endless.

"This is……"

In the scenery outside Yuntian, an incredible sound suddenly rang out, revealing a deep and suffocating feeling.

"Three Mountains General Talisman, Dragon and Tiger Talisman!"

(End of this chapter)