[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-67":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Pure Yang!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2267167,4427,"Chapter 67: Dragon and Tiger Dao Talisman, Zhang Fan","pure-yang-chapter-67",67,"\u003Cp>The Shen family’s Altar of Inscribing Talismans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the quiet talisman chamber, large enough to hold three basketball courts, transparent crystal glass sealed off all outsiders…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, a massive furnace burned fiercely, its fuel unknown—flames blazed crimson and pure, devoid of even a single speck of impurity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixty-four talisman masters, arranged in eight different directions, surrounded the furnace, drawing talismans while pouring in True Yang, then offering the completed talismans into the furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ordinary eyes, those talismans turned to ash instantly in the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with the Nascent Soul, one could see golden streams of light emerging from the burned talismans, rising together and merging into a tortoise shell suspended above the furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tortoise shell…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan stared at the irregularly shaped [Tortoise Shell], as countless golden streams poured into it, leaving behind strange traces—as if painting talismans themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture]?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talisman materials vary: paper, silk, jade tablets, peach wood, and so on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tortoise shells are also used, though rarely…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The tortoise conceals true spirit; it does not record mundane script…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dan Book says tortoises are born with spiritual nature, capable of communicating with heaven—ordinary characters have no right to be inscribed upon them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ancient myths, the tortoise has always played a profoundly mysterious and vital role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend says when Nüwa mended the sky, the heavens tilted northwest and the earth sank southeast; she severed the legs of a giant tortoise to stabilize the four corners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is, before mending the sky, Nüwa fished a colossal tortoise from the great flood, cut off its four legs, and used them as pillars to hold up the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even China’s most sacred [Luoshu] was carried forth from the Luo River by a giant tortoise and presented to Yu the Great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is said that over eighty years ago, the Shen ancestors met a strange man who left behind one lost page of the Heavenly Scripture granted by Tai Shang Lao Jun to Zhang Daoling—along with this tortoise shell…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Zhengdao stood beside Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu, gazing at the floating, burning tortoise shell, recounting this tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That strange man said that one year the Yellow River ran dry; beneath the cracked mud, they unearthed an ancient Daoist temple, where this tortoise shell was enshrined—and beneath it, pressed down, lay that page of the Heavenly Scripture…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Zhengdao’s account draped the Shen family’s [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture] in an aura of mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are they doing?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Inscribing talismans… no—feeding talismans…” Qiu Zhengdao said gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixty-four talisman masters work day and night, crafting countless talismans to feed the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture], like programmers frantically writing code…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These data streams converge into the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture], where they are deconstructed and reassembled, offering hope of reconstructing the original code—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Nascent Soul Code!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should they succeed, this [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture] will be the key to immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder most of these men are bald…” Zhang Fan glanced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than half of the sixty-four talisman masters had thin, brittle, split hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Talismans can lead to immortality… can they truly succeed?” Jiang Hu murmured softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the database is vast enough, and if the material is perfect…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Zhengdao’s distant gaze settled on the tortoise shell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All talisman arts under heaven belong to Dragon and Tiger… here, save for the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master’s talisman methods, nearly every talisman under heaven is collected…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For three generations, the Shen family has poured their blood, sweat, and hope into crafting the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture], exhausting vast sums and resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This temple doesn’t burn talismans daily—it burns money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why no Dragon and Tiger talisman methods?” Zhang Fan asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eighty years ago, the Daoist calamity struck; the Dragon and Tiger Mountain gates closed, and no incense has been lit since… that lineage has no one left… moreover… Dragon and Tiger differs from other Daoist sects…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are mysterious, never entering the world…” Qiu Zhengdao whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s said Dragon and Tiger disciples learn children’s simple sketches from age three—all of them [Heavenly Master Talismans]…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are few in number, yet immensely powerful—powerful enough that their presence spans all eras, past and present…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet… not everyone may call themselves a Dragon and Tiger disciple… this lineage belongs only to the Zhang family…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a sharp, cold voice cut through Qiu Zhengdao’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan turned to see Qi Ji approaching, accompanied by a sharply dressed man in his thirties, eyes half-lidded as if asleep, radiating an exceptionally gentle aura. “A master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan stirred—he had read in the [Dao Secret Record] that some Daoist sages could perfectly preserve their essence, energy, and spirit, wasting none on trivial matters…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes: “Tiger moves as if ill, eagle stands as if asleep”—essence, energy, and spirit condensed into a single inch, still as a sleeper who never wakes, yet when moving, thunderous and unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qi Ji…” Jiang Hu frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Hu, after all these years, I thought you’d come to recognize your sins… being an ordinary person is already the Ancestors’ mercy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet you still dare to spy on the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture]… you know your talisman arts rightfully belong to Mount Mao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Ji’s words stabbed Jiang Hu’s heart—he turned pale, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He has his karmic trial; you have your destiny. Why is his trial your chain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, Zhang Fan spoke coldly, without preamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Qi Ji froze, then frowned, momentarily at a loss for a reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting the mind wander outward, clinging to external things—is a form of mental agitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan’s words carried sharp insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jiang Hu, this is the Shen family’s sacred ground. Though you know Qingli, you have no right to be here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take your friend and leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the suited man spoke—his voice slow, yet brimming with authority; his gaze, slightly narrowed, lingered a moment on Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, they are my guests.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Shen Qingli arrived, her displeased eyes fixed on the suited man—Shen family’s eldest son and current steward, Shen Xiangrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingli, don’t be childish. Who among those who enter here isn’t a master of talismans, a man of virtue and prestige?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Xiangrong’s voice was cold—he had no intention of granting his sister any favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His implication was clear: neither Jiang Hu nor Zhang Fan were masters of talismans, nor men of virtue or prestige.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had no right to enter this sacred place—the very heart of the Shen family’s glory and fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingli, enough. Let’s go—we’ve seen enough.” Jiang Hu raised his hand, forcing a smile and giving Zhang Fan a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Ji watched silently, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Zhengdao stepped aside, making way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a violent roar erupted from the great furnace, deafening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Fan turned—and saw flames surging wildly, the floating tortoise shell trembling violently, golden streams swirling ceaselessly. To Zhang Fan’s eyes, it was profoundly mysterious, mesmerizing him as if lost in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, clouds burst into crimson dawn, stars glittered like beads; countless Nascent Souls appeared in this strange scene. Looking up, the massive tortoise shell loomed like a celestial curtain, blotting out sky and earth, covered in countless starry talisman runes, unfolding the shapes of mountains and rivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is an Outer Scene!?” Jiang Hu’s face changed—he saw around him shadowy figures resembling himself, blurred yet present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not understand why the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture] had changed so drastically, manifesting an Outer Scene and pulling every Nascent Soul inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, a deep, resonant crash echoed. Beneath the boundless clouds, a great star shone brightly—a figure stepped forth from the chaos, reaching out a massive hand to seize the giant tortoise shell above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Audacious! Who dares lay hands on the Shen family’s treasure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cry of shock rang out—Shen Xiangrong—but his Nascent Soul remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shen family dared recruit so many talisman masters without fear of betrayal because the [Mystic Mirror Sacred Scripture] held immense power—any who dared touch it with their Nascent Soul would be utterly annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the chaos, the Nascent Soul struck—its finger traced strange golden light in the air, moving like a leaping tiger, rising and falling like a startled dragon, brilliant and unceasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the cloud-veiled Outer Scene, a voice of impossible astonishment rang out, thick with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three Mountains Total Scripture—Dragon and Tiger Dao Talisman!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1416,"2026-06-19T21:05:40.312Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","46adff1778117024fd79863c3ad16e2d3900743586e6ceaa049aa1a19a926fe6","pure-yang-chapter-68","pure-yang-chapter-66",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]