Chapter 75: The Whole Family Together, Zhenwu Jade Tablet (Ask for Subscription)

The light of things outside the self is naturally attained, who can exhaust the birth and death of the human world? This body is not originally mine, finishing the human body to become a ghost god.

Golden streams of light surged, almost exhausting all of Jiang Hu's true Yang...

This is his talisman, and it is also the portrayal of his life; great sins fall upon him, turning into an evil ghost, with the Dao in his heart toward the immortal god.

Life in the world is not just black and white; there is both the petty and the bright and great.

Black and white mixed, I am alone; who says I am not a person in this? Point by point, gathering here, it is like the vastness of Heaven's Dao, whether good or bad, whether kind or evil... all are part of it.

No distinction, no likes or dislikes, following the nature, responding to the movement and becoming.

"True self is unique, named Ghost God... this is his..."

Shen Qingli was stunned, her eyes had never had such brilliance before...

Golden streams of light jumped at Jiang Hu's fingertips, drawing unprecedented traces, imprinting them on Zhang Fan's soul.

At this moment, he is the talisman, he is the record...

The ghost gate opens wide, divine light is ten thousand feet, like the rotation of yin and yang, resembling the good and evil of the human world...

Zhang Fan's soul emitted unprecedented brilliance, as if black and white, flowing crazily, no longer as distinct as before.

"His soul..."

Xiao Qiji's eyes widened, only deep shock in his eyes.

"The so-called genius is the sharpness that cannot be suppressed by ten thousand calamities!"

Once upon a time, practicing on the mountain, the teacher's words echoed in the depths of his mind again, like a dream, lingering for a long time, gradually overlapping with the reality before his eyes.

Boom—

Five long rainbows traversed the night, creating intense flame light, rushing toward Jiang Hu.

Zhang Fan's soul was like a light blocking the front.

Bang bang bang...

Several explosions shattered, five dragons rotated, flame light exploded, and in the rolling air wave, Zhang Fan's soul remained motionless, and the talisman rune imprinted on it gradually dimmed, like dust and sand dissipating, slowly disappearing.

"Defeated..."

Xiao Qiji closed his eyes tightly, his face becoming pale; his body relaxed, and he slowly fell down.

Fighting to this point, he had no more strength.

At this moment, he could only tremble and take out his phone, dialing a number...

"Won!"

Zhang Fan's soul returned to his body, his faint gaze cast toward Shen Qingli in the distance, wearing a black evening gown.

"Are you not making a move?"

"Zhang Fan, the fate of the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】 is my fate..." Shen Qingli shook her head.

At this time, Jiang Hu staggered and walked to Xiao Qiji's side, looking down at him.

"You won... but you can't change anything..." Xiao Qiji said in a deep voice.

At this moment, he had to admit that there was a sharpness hidden in Jiang Hu that he couldn't see.

Even so, he was unwilling to accept such a failure and the consequences brought by the failure.

Jiang Hu didn't say much and turned to walk toward the Talisman Refining Temple.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Qiji raised his head with difficulty and asked.

There was no response; Jiang Hu's back reflected in the firelight showed unprecedented loneliness.

Just then, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"You rest."

Suddenly, a big hand blocked and supported his swaying body.

"Zhang Fan..."

Jiang Hu was slightly startled, then shook his head: "I can calm down..."

"Do you want to leave your life here?"

Once these words were spoken, Jiang Hu's pupils contracted suddenly, and he looked at Zhang Fan with some surprise.

"Let me do it..."

"You?" Jiang Hu frowned.

"There are some things I want to verify."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan's palm swung up, like a knife, falling directly on Jiang Hu's neck, and the latter collapsed to the ground.

"Will you kill them?"

Zhang Fan turned to look at Shen Qingli. "You will die," Shen Qingli frowned.

"It seems not."

Zhang Fan stood up and walked toward the Talisman Refining Temple; the gate was wide open, and a fishy, foul smell rushed toward him, as if rotten meat had fermented and maggots had drilled and brewed.

Corpses lay on the ground, some with their heads removed, some with their limbs broken, and some even had other parts gnawed away...

"Once a talisman rune is planted, it can annihilate consciousness and cut off the seven emotions and six desires..."

Shen Qingli's words echoed in Zhang Fan's mind; these people were planted with talisman runes by the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】, their consciousness was suppressed, and some directly became walking corpses...

Others, whose seven emotions and six desires were not completely cut off, were instead infinitely magnified in some parts...

The talisman runes condensed by the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】 were like viruses; because of individual differences, everyone's reaction and state were also different.

They were like sub-viruses; as long as they continued to spread, the souls of these people were the resources for the primitive virus to reside in.

As Zhang Fan went deeper, he saw more; some were muddled, sitting on the ground, their eyes empty and godless...

Some people's souls even began to fission, biting each other...

Others, although not planted with talisman runes, had no power to resist, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered on the assembly line, waiting for the final transformation by the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】.

Besides this, the most strange thing was that these people seemed not to see Zhang Fan, making way for a path.

In the deepest part of the Talisman Refining Temple, the furnace that never extinguished had long since collapsed, with no firelight, only charred carbon scattered all over the ground.

"Someone else has come... just in time for me to plant a talisman rune for you and share the path of longevity."

An old voice echoed in the quiet room, and Zhang Fan saw a lump... let's call it a lump, a huge mass of flesh wriggling; the skin all over its body constantly fell off, and then new skin grew... just like a snake shedding its skin...

That sticky, wet, red flesh was integrated with the wheelchair beneath it, inseparable.

The most critical thing was that there were two faces growing on that lump of flesh, one incomparably old, and the other was Shen Xiangrong...

On their chest was that mysterious turtle shell, the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】 that condensed primitive talisman runes.

"Zhang Fan... you are that young man beside Jiang Hu..." Shen Xiangrong's face spoke.

"Little ghost? You are surnamed Zhang? Those surnamed Zhang should all die..." The old face let out a ferocious laugh.

"You have become monsters!"

Zhang Fan frowned, feeling more and more disgusted, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would never eat braised lion's head again in this life.

"This is a kind of evolution... or a transformation that must be experienced to become an immortal..."

The old face surged with a trace of mockery.

"Heaven and earth are vast, human lifespan is only a hundred years, nothing more than a mayfly, born in the morning and dying in the evening..."

"Precisely because of this, they need to mate, need to continue their bloodline through reproduction..."

"But immortals are different, longevity and long vision... any differentiation is consumption..." The old face seemed to have understood the secrets of heaven.

If it is said that human reproduction is deriving thousands upon thousands from the initial one, this is longevity in a certain sense.

Then true immortality must reverse this process, condensing the scattered bloodlines into one.

At that time, that is true longevity.

"Following the path to become a human, reversing the path to become an immortal... the bloodline of the Shen family will also condense into one..."

"This is the immortal!"

"You are all our elixir."

The old face revealed a ferocious laugh, and immediately after, a flesh whisker branched out from that lump of flesh, stabbing fiercely toward Zhang Fan, who did not dodge, but actually stepped forward...

That flesh whisker stabbed directly into Zhang Fan's chest.

"Young man, you are really open-minded."

The old face sneered, and the 【Mysterious Mirror Treasure Record】 seemed to have self-consciousness, emitting a faint luster, and strange talisman runes passed through the flesh whisker and were imprinted on Zhang Fan's chest.

"Congratulations on becoming our elixir," Shen Xiangrong's face also revealed a trace of pleasure.

The more individuals imprinted, the more souls they could reside in and replace; this is true immortality.

"Now we can see who is more powerful."

Just then, blood spilled from Zhang Fan's mouth, but a crazy smile appeared on his face.

Hum...

Suddenly, at his chest, a faint mark emitted mysterious brilliance, just like a heavenly mark supporting a round shape.

"This... this is..."

"Zhenwu Jade Tablet!" Zhang Fan murmured softly in his heart.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 76 =====