Pure Yang!

Chapter 387 The Closed-Door Disciple! My Samadhi True Fire

The Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal ranks ninety-one in the [Dragon and Tiger Dharma Seal Golden Book].

The so-called "Thunder City" is the place where the gods of thunder reside in Taoist mythology.

Legend has it that in the center of the Nine Heavens Thunder City, there is an iron pillar that symbolizes the inviolable divine punishment. All great demons are imprisoned on the iron pillar and subjected to the extreme lightning punishment.

In Journey to the West, the Monkey King wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace and was captured by Erlang Shen of Guanjiangkou. He was then imprisoned in the Iron Pillar of Thunder City and subjected to the punishment of heavenly lightning.

"Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal..." Zhang Fan's heart burned with excitement.

This seal contains thunder magic and secretly transmits the wondrous Dao of the Dragon and Tiger Elixir Book. It is a true orthodox Xuanmen (mystical sect) and shares the same origin as his [Majestic Spirit Suppressing Demon Golden Seal].

“Uncle Zhao, no wonder your business is so big, you can even find such treasures,” Meng Qiwu couldn’t help but say.

She was a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain and had extensive knowledge of the stories and anecdotes of magical treasures.

The three treasures of Taoism—talismans, swords, and seals—are the most frequently crafted artifacts by various sects and schools. Among them, the seals of Longhu Mountain are naturally the most exquisite, possessing extraordinary mysteries and unparalleled in the world.

For thousands of years, only 108 seals of Longhu Mountain have been recorded, including 36 large seals and 72 small seals, which correspond to the numbers of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

It is said that the 108 Dharma Seals all originated from the [Yang Shen Tian Du Treasure Seal]. For this reason, the Dharma Seals of Longhu Mountain have always been regarded as treasures of the Taoist sect.

Especially after the great calamity of the Daoist sect, the appearance of each one would set off a frenzy of competition, and even the fragments were of immeasurable value.

“Little Meng, you’re teasing your uncle again. Although there aren’t many Dragon-Tiger Seals left in the world, as far as I know, your Zhongnan Mountain has three.” Zhao Menglang said, squinting his eyes.

The three Dragon and Tiger Seals, all intact, are kept in the treasure hall and worshipped with incense. One of them even comes from the Thirty-Six Great Seals, ranking among the [Purple Feather], and its value is unknown.

Such profound cultural heritage is only worthy of Zhongnan Mountain, one of the ten most famous Taoist mountains in the world.

"Really? I haven't seen it before," Meng Qiwu said with a light laugh.

She certainly didn't know how much wealth Zhongnan Mountain had, and probably not even the descendant of Zhongnan Mountain, An Wuyang.

After all, they are still too young.

"Brother, what's the price of this [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal]?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

He was so tempted. If he could obtain this fragment of the seal, along with the pieces of the [Blazing Sun Seal], he might have a chance to upgrade the [Majestic Spirit Suppressing Demon Golden Seal] to a Azure Feather Magic Treasure, saving him a hundred years of effort.

“Brother, this…” Zhao Menglang looked troubled: “This thing already has an owner.”

"It's already sold? Who bought it?" Meng Qiwu couldn't help but ask.

She should know everyone in Chang'an who would be interested in this fragmented seal and have the means to buy it.

"I bought it."

Just then, a detached voice came from behind.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw a young man walk into the shop. He was dressed casually, with a green Submariner on his right wrist and a diamond-encrusted earring in his left ear.

“Xiao Changfeng!?” Meng Qiwu’s eyes narrowed slightly as he called out the other person’s name.

"Senior Sister Meng, I didn't expect to run into you here. You've also taken a fancy to this fragment?"

As he spoke, Xiao Changfeng walked up to Zhao Menglang and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, I've come today to retrieve the seal."

Zhao Menglang glanced at Zhang Fan, then gave a wry smile and handed the box containing the [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal] to Xiao Changfeng.

"Sorry, Senior Sister Meng, I beat you to it, this treasure is mine now," Xiao Changfeng said with a smile.

“Junior Brother Xiao, you are really generous. The seal of Longhu Mountain is not suitable for you, and besides, this is only a fragment.” Meng Qiwu said in a deep voice.

Clearly, she and the man in front of her belonged to the same school, and she knew his background quite well.

“I know, I’m giving this treasure to Senior Brother An,” Xiao Changfeng said calmly.

"Are you safe and sound?!" Meng Qiwu's gaze darkened slightly.

She was strong and highly respected among the younger generation of Zhongnan Mountain. However, the successor of Zhongnan Mountain was An Wuyang, and because of this, he was followed by a group of young disciples.

In terms of sheer scale and influence, she naturally couldn't compare to An Wuyang.

Xiao Changfeng was An Wuyang's loyal follower, and his cultivation had reached the high level, making him a truly outstanding talent.

"This fragment of the seal came from Longhu Mountain. Its mysteries need no further explanation. It must still be quite powerful with the incense and spiritual energy. Giving it to Senior Brother An to bless his magic weapon is also a token of my junior brother's appreciation." Xiao Changfeng smiled at Meng Qiwu, a hint of provocation in his eyes.

An Wuyang is the undisputed successor of Zhongnan Mountain, but in recent years, Meng Qiwu has shown a rising trend, and many young disciples in the sect have followed him, which Xiao Changfeng finds very distasteful.

"An Wuyang wants to refine this incomplete seal?" Meng Qiwu asked in a deep voice.

She knew that An Wuyang's magic weapon was a magic seal.

"Senior Sister Meng doesn't know yet? Last year, Senior Brother An also obtained a fragment of Longhu Mountain's seal, and now he has taken that fragment to Maoshan..." Xiao Changfeng chuckled.

"I will send over this [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal] in the next two days. With these two fragments, Senior Brother An's treasure seal will surely be able to reach a higher level."

As he finished speaking, a look of smugness appeared in Xiao Changfeng's eyes.

Maoshan has unique expertise in the art of refining artifacts and talismans, making it one of the top ten famous Taoist mountains.

For this reason, they also have this kind of business, and the appointments for crafting weapons and talismans can be booked up for three years in advance every year.

Last time, Zhang Fan repaired the [Weiling Demon-Suppressing Golden Seal] thanks to Fang Changle's connections; he used the back door and cut in line.

Otherwise, even if he goes there himself and someone else takes the job, it will be three to five years before he can get the gold seal back.

"What a pity," Zhang Fan sighed. It seemed he was destined to miss out on the [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal].

"You are indeed loyal," Meng Qiwu said coldly.

Losing the initiative and not being able to help Zhang Fan buy the fragmented seal wasn't a big deal, but she really disliked Xiao Changfeng's attitude. He treated her directly as An Wuyang's imaginary enemy, speaking in a sarcastic and provocative manner.

"Since Senior Brother An has always taken good care of me, his junior brother, I'm just doing my best. In the future, when Senior Brother An becomes the last disciple of the Transcendental Master, I'm afraid this little bit of kindness won't be enough."

Upon hearing this, not only Meng Qiwu, but also Zhang Fan, Li Yishan, and Zhao Menglang standing nearby all changed their expressions.

Next week is the grand ceremony for the Transcendent Master to accept disciples, a major event that has attracted worldwide attention. At this point in time, Zhenwu Mountain has not revealed a word about who the Transcendent Master will accept as a disciple.

This has fueled curiosity from all sides, leading to a constant stream of speculation. Some say it's a member of the Chunyang family, while others say it's a successor secretly trained by Zhenwu Mountain. In short, there are many different opinions.

Xiao Changfeng's words immediately elicited a reaction from everyone.

"What nonsense are you talking about? An Wuyang is a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain and a successor of our sect. How could Master Chaoran accept him?" Meng Qiwu said in a deep voice.

"Senior Sister Meng, a being like the Transcendental Immortal, with such a magnanimous heart, would surely open doors of convenience for the sake of glorifying the Great Dao Sect. How could she possibly be prejudiced against any sectarian group?"

At this point, Xiao Changfeng smiled slightly: "You probably don't know that Senior Brother An and True Person Chaoran have a very deep and long-standing connection."

"Fate? What kind of fate do they have?" Meng Qiwu couldn't help but ask.

"Senior Sister Meng, you really don't know, many years ago, the Immortal Chaoran traveled the world and adopted many orphans. Senior Brother An was sent to Zhongnan Mountain by him."

"There's this kind of relationship?" Meng Qiwu's expression changed slightly.

Xiao Changfeng was right. Xia Weisheng was also an orphan who was adopted by Chu Chaoran when he was very young and brought back to Zhenwu Mountain.

According to him, An Wuyang and Chu Chaoran did indeed share a familial bond.

"Senior Sister Meng, do you think it would be a great story in our Daoist sect if Senior Brother An became the last disciple of the Transcendental Master and later inherited the position of the leader of Zhongnan Mountain?"

As he spoke, Xiao Changfeng's smile grew even wider. Without waiting for Meng Qiwu's response, he opened the wooden box in his hand and began to examine it.

The wooden box was opened, and a fragment of the seal appeared before everyone's eyes. Dark patterns, like lightning marks, covered the metal surface. This seal was only about one-third of its original size and was badly damaged. However, even with the observation of the primordial spirit, one could still feel the strong incense and spiritual power.

Such incense and spiritual power is at least ten times that of the [Blazing Sun Seal] fragment.

"Good stuff!"

Xiao Changfeng smiled smugly and reached out to grab the fragment of the [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal].

hum...

Suddenly, a burst of lightning, dazzling and brilliant, shot up from the broken seal.

Immediately afterward, the lightning bolt, like a serpent, coiled around the remaining seal and leaped out of the wooden box, flying straight towards Zhang Fan. "This..." Zhang Fan was stunned, watching as the remaining seal, carried by the lightning, flew straight towards him.

"In broad daylight, you dare to rob me?!" Xiao Changfeng's expression changed drastically.

Ordinary magical artifacts cannot manifest without being activated, let alone a fragment of a seal. If we were to use a person as an analogy, even if it is not dead, it would be in a vegetative state.

If that's the case, then the remnant seal must have been flying towards Zhang Fan, meaning he must have used some underhanded means to openly snatch it.

"You're asking for it! Don't you even know where you are?"

Xiao Changfeng was enraged. He took a step forward and struck out with lightning speed, grabbing directly at Zhang Fan.

Within the territory of Chang'an, no one dared to snatch treasures from him in broad daylight.

hum...

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhang Fan. His speed was as fast as lightning. His terrifying power caused the surrounding air to explode repeatedly, and even the lightning around the remnant seal flickered and shattered.

boom……

Almost at the same moment, a layer of golden light emanated from Zhang Fan's body, shining brightly and radiantly.

"you……"

Xiao Changfeng's expression changed drastically. Before he could react, the golden light suddenly surged and intertwined with the lightning around the remnant seal, as if a whip had lashed out at Xiao Changfeng.

He screamed in agony, and like a kite with a broken string, he flew out stiffly and crashed heavily into the wall, leaving cracks that spread across it.

At the same time, the fragment of the [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal] happened to fall into Zhang Fan's hands.

"I...I didn't do anything..."

"Trying to stage an accident, huh... Is this a staged accident?"

Zhang Fan raised his hands, looking completely innocent.

This time, he really did nothing.

"you……"

Xiao Changfeng staggered to his feet, but before he could regain his balance, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, clearly indicating that the impact had also caused him considerable damage.

"Misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding..."

Seeing this, Zhao Menglang quickly stepped forward, trying to smooth things over and comfort Xiao Changfeng while glancing at Zhang Fan.

This is, after all, his shop, and his business; he can't ruin his reputation.

Zhang Fan understood immediately and returned the fragment, though his eyes showed some reluctance.

"Xiao Xiao, my darling, here you go, the money and goods are settled."

Zhao Menglang put the fragment of the [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal] back into the wooden box and stuffed it into Xiao Changfeng's hand again.

Xiao Changfeng, looking disheveled, gritted his teeth and refused to linger. He glared at Zhang Fan and got up to leave, but stopped at the door and looked back at Zhang Fan.

"Dare to leave your name?"

“I’ll keep your mother!” Zhang Fan blurted out.

Xiao Changfeng's face twitched, he stomped his foot, and strode away.

"What a pity." Zhang Fan watched Xiao Changfeng's departing figure, his mind already captivated by the fragment of the seal.

"Let's make a bet."

Just then, Li Yishan suddenly spoke.

"What are you gambling?"

“I bet your fate with your darling isn’t over yet,” Li Yishan said meaningfully.

A moment later, Zhang Fan and his group left the Treasure Pavilion, and the cluttered shop returned to its quiet state.

"That young man named Zhang Fan just now had an aura about him that was of the same origin as the [Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal]. That remnant seal was drawn to it..."

Just then, a woman's voice rang out in the shop, echoing in Zhao Menglang's ears as he sorted the goods.

"So what?" Zhao Menglang didn't even turn his head, as if he were talking to thin air.

"He may also have a Dharma seal from Longhu Mountain on his body."

In the cluttered shop, the woman's voice rang out again, like a ghost, her presence only heard, her figure unseen.

"Who doesn't have a couple of treasures?" Zhao Menglang said calmly, head down.

"But he also has the surname Zhang, either the Zhang from the North or..."

"Nanzhang!"

The woman's voice carried a hint of excitement.

You talked too much today.

Zhao Menglang raised an eyebrow and slowly stood up: "Don't reveal a single word about what happened today, or I'll smash your things."

As he spoke, Zhao Menglang turned around and looked at a bronze mirror enshrined at the top of the shop.

"I'm going on a long trip. You'd better take good care of the shop!"

……

The Qinling Mountains stand majestically, like a great dragon hiding its mysteries, coiled over the Qin Chuan land.

A car wound its way up the mountain, entering the secluded and majestic mountains, with the trees on both sides constantly flying past behind it.

A moment later, the car stopped in an open space. Xiao Changfeng got out and continued on foot. He walked for about two hours. The mountains were shrouded in mist, making it difficult for ordinary people to find their way.

If you encounter such a scene in the Qinling Mountains, which stretch for thousands of miles, you will most likely get lost in the mountains and be stuck there forever.

Just then, two clusters of firelight flickered ahead, and an ancient and secluded temple appeared before them. The temple did not enshrine traditional gods and immortals, but rather a clay sculpture of a dragon with distinct scales and armor.

"Demon King, I've arrived."

Upon reaching the ancient temple, Xiao Changfeng stopped, bowed deeply, and then placed the wooden box he was holding in front of the temple.

"As agreed, come back in seven days."

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the ancient temple, like thunder rumbling in the sky.

Xiao Changfeng dared not say more. He was able to buy this fragment because of the owner of this ancient temple, the Demon King of the Three Thousand Mile Qinling Mountains.

As a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain and also a human being, no one is more suitable than him to act as a spokesperson to handle matters in the mortal world.

Xiao Changfeng exchanged three Dragon Tooth Stones obtained from the Qinling Mountains for this fragment of the Thunder City Demon-Imprisoning Golden Seal.

As agreed, the Qinling Demon Lord only needs to study and comprehend it for seven days before the fragment will truly belong to him.

"Then I'll go first."

Xiao Changfeng bowed respectfully, turned and left, disappearing into the vast fog.

"Heh heh, the disciple of Zhongnan Mountain is nothing but a good-for-nothing. He's injured."

Suddenly, a soft laugh came from another direction, with a teasing tone.

"The wounds on his body are the result of the power of the magic seal of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain."

Inside the ancient temple, the strange sound rang out again, as if in response. Amidst the rising incense smoke, the clay sculpture of the ferocious dragon seemed to come alive, exuding a chilling aura.

"That's the Mighty Spirit Suppressing Demon Golden Seal. Tsk tsk, my Samadhi True Fire is also in Chang'an!!"

A cold laugh rang out again, and then a figure slowly emerged from the vast mist—it was none other than Ming Shenshou, the Lord of the Crimson Palace.

(End of this chapter)