Chapter 71: Thoughts of Touching, Soul Virus

Two days, Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu had been left at the Shen family for two days.

Even though Little Wen He urged them several times, they remained indifferent; after all, the Shen family was a big client of Night Without Light, and since the other party insisted on keeping them, they couldn't leave easily.

Most importantly, both Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu wanted to stay and see the mystery of the legendary 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】, whether it could truly condense ten thousand talismans into one, derive the soul password, and unlock the secret of longevity and immortality.

For this, Little Wen He was helpless, and Bai Buran couldn't find a single fault.

After all, they were doing it for the company.

In two days, Jiang Hu spent more than half of his time with Shen Qingli; the two had known each other since childhood and could be considered childhood sweethearts.

The only annoying thing was Xiao Qiji appearing from time to time, with the appearance of a defender of the Dao, making Jiang Hu very uncomfortable.

As for Zhang Fan, he occasionally came out to get some air and met Shen Xiangrong a few times; other than that, he met Qiu Zhengdao the most.

This person had suffered a disaster in his early years and although he lost his arms, his knowledge was extraordinary, and he knew a lot about things in the Daoist sects, especially the talisman path.

Zhang Fan chatted with him a few times and benefited a lot.

Of course, although two days were short, Zhang Fan hadn't been idle; he had already begun to doubt his own soul and started trying to explore.

"The soul fears restless consciousness and flying thoughts the most."

On this day, the night in the mountain began to rise, and Zhang Fan sat cross-legged in his room, a bold thought already arising in his heart.

Since the soul and consciousness are born and destroyed together, if one uses consciousness to stimulate the soul, perhaps one can peek at the strangeness within.

"Thoughts... consciousness is restless because of thoughts, the soul returns to silence because of thoughts... this thing seems to be worth contemplating..." Zhang Fan's courage grew.

While observing his soul, he no longer kept quiet, thoughts flew, and he returned from the state of soul awakening to reality.

So repetitive, a layer of fine sweat seeped from his pores; this feeling was like being roasted by fire and frozen by cold, cold for a while, hot for a while, making him suffer, the heart-monkey moving, the intent-horse galloping, and returning to silence again...

However, as he gradually adapted to this feeling, a wonderful feeling came from the depths of his soul...

At this moment, Zhang Fan didn't know at all how crazy, bold, and risky his exploration and attempt were...

He was tireless and immersed in it.

Tonight's moon was exceptionally bright.

In the courtyard, Jiang Hu and Shen Qingli sat under a large tree with lush shade, looking at the hazy night in the mountain.

"Only on Purple Gold Mountain can one see such a night."

Shen Qingli looked up at the starry sky, her beautiful face indescribably moving.

"Why didn't you call Zhang Fan to join?" Shen Qingli smiled faintly.

"He would be too bright if he were here," Jiang Hu turned his head, not looking at Shen Qingli's face, quite ambiguously.

Shen Qingli smiled softly, not pointing it out.

"I heard from my brother that the Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record will be finished in these two days," Shen Qingli changed the subject.

Jiang Hu couldn't help but be moved, subconsciously looking in the direction of the Talisman Refining Temple.

"Your Shen family's dream... no, it should be an obsession, is about to be achieved."

"The world is rolling, as long as one is human, as long as one lives in this world, one has obsessions..."

Shen Qingli murmured softly: "Jiang Hu, you have one too..."

"My obsession..." Jiang Hu remained silent.

"You still have an obsession with the path of talismans, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed..." Shen Qingli looked at the bright moon in the sky, a strange brilliance appearing in her beautiful eyes.

"All appearances are illusory... because of obsession, we can live more realistically in this false world..."

"Qingli..." Jiang Hu couldn't help but turn to look; tonight's Shen Qingli was exceptionally moving, but a bit different from usual.

"Jiang Hu, if a person has no obsession, are they still human? What's the point of living? What is the meaning of cultivation?"

Shen Qingli's gaze seemed to fall into the far distance, on the obsession of three generations of the Shen family, on the future pointed to by the Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record.

Boom—

Just then, a huge sound broke the tranquility of the night, coming from the direction of the 【Talisman Refining Temple】.

"【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】!?"

Jiang Hu stood up suddenly, turned to look, and observed with his soul; his expression changed suddenly. Above the Talisman Refining Palace, dark clouds surged, but inside it was pitch black, and a strange aura rose faintly, as if composed of strange traces, actually emitting the aura of life.

Countless voices were shouting, roaring...

Black, thick liquid constantly poured into those traces, making them more vivid and real, ready to come out...

"This is..."

Jiang Hu's expression changed suddenly; from that black, thick liquid, he felt a trace of a familiar aura.

"Soul... you... you use the soul as ink?"

Jiang Hu turned suddenly, looking at the high-spirited Shen Qingli; he simply couldn't believe his eyes.

"Refined... that is the true method of becoming an immortal..."

Whoosh...

Jiang Hu took a step, like a wild wind, rushing toward the Talisman Refining Temple.

Waves of roaring sounds came from inside the temple; just as he arrived at the door, Jiang Hu saw a talisman master in his thirties, whose hair had almost fallen out, rushing out from inside...

His face was filled with terror; seeing Jiang Hu, it was as if he saw a life-saving straw, and he stretched out his trembling hand: "Save... save me..."

"What happened?" Jiang Hu asked.

"I don't know... I don't know..."

That person shook his head crazily; suddenly, his brow jumped, and a strange talisman rune actually emerged, like two coiled snakes, very much like a set of sequences...

Just then, as if crazy, he rushed toward Jiang Hu; at the same time, his tongue suddenly spat out, like a long tongue, sweeping toward Jiang Hu's brow, and black, thick liquid splashed all over the ground.

Hum...

Suddenly, a fire talisman flashed, like a meteor passing by, piercing through that person's head; the latter's body paused, and he fell down stiffly.

"Xiao Qiji..."

Jiang Hu turned and saw the person coming; life and death had almost been in an instant just now.

He didn't know why that person suddenly went crazy, and even his body mutated...

Jiang Hu vaguely felt that if he had been swept by that tongue just now, perhaps something very bad would have happened.

"【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】... demonic and inauspicious..." Xiao Qiji's expression was ugly, looking coldly at the gate of the Talisman Refining Temple, ready for battle.

"That is the true method of becoming an immortal."

Just then, Shen Qingli's voice resounded in the moonlight; she walked over, having changed into a black evening gown, as if she were going to attend a grand feast.

"Qingli, what exactly has your Shen family done?" Xiao Qiji said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Qiji, you come from the Mount Mao Shangqing Sect... you should know the mystery of the talisman path..."

"That is the key to unlocking the mysteries of heaven and earth, the only method leading to the path of immortality," Shen Qingli said lightly.

"You actually dare to use the soul as ink?" Xiao Qiji said coldly.

"The primitive talisman runes condensed by the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】 can combine with the soul..."

The soul is the talisman, the talisman is the soul! "Moreover, it can imprint the same talisman runes on the souls of others..."

Once these words were spoken, Jiang Hu couldn't help but look at the corpse on the ground, the talisman rune on its brow slowly dissipating.

"This kind of talisman rune can annihilate consciousness, completely stifling the seven emotions and six desires, retaining only the power of the soul."

"When the power of the primitive talisman rune is exhausted, it can reside on a new soul..."

"In this way, as long as this talisman rune continues to spread, the individuals are infinite, the souls are infinite, and that primitive talisman rune will not die..."

"That is the soul password!"

"That is longevity!"

At these words, a fervent yearning appeared on Shen Qingli's beautiful face.

"That is not the soul password..."

Jiang Hu's expression was ugly; he couldn't imagine that the Shen family had actually embarked on such a path.

"That is a virus..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 72 =====