The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 222 True Seed
At this moment, a flash of light suddenly appeared in Shi Shaojian's room.

The next moment, only a small, very illusory, and even incomplete figure was seen jumping out from Shi Shaojian's spiritual platform.

"call……"

An almost imperceptible breeze blew into the room through one of the gaps outside the window.

Then, the originally incomplete and illusory figure of Shi Shaojian was blown to pieces in an instant:
"what……"

And at this moment, the black flag that Shi Shaojian treasured so much and hung on the picture behind him suddenly moved without wind.

Hurala!
A black wind brought a gust of cool air.

Then, Shi Shaojian, who had just been blown to death by the dark wind and was about to lose his soul, became solid under the blessing of this black wind.

Even vaguely, that wisp of black wind seemed to turn into a hazy black light, shrouding his soul.

It made his soul seem no longer afraid of the night breeze.

"This...Is my spirit really leaving my body?"

Feeling this feeling, which was completely different from the feeling in the physical body, Shi Shaojian had an inexplicable feeling:

"This world is also different from what we see with our naked eyes. So this is the perspective of those true great practitioners?"

Every realm has a different perspective. You can see mountains as mountains and water as water; you can see mountains as not mountains and water as not water; and you can see mountains as mountains and water as water.

These three realms are different.

Before, he had only understood similar concepts, but at this moment he finally understood what these three realms meant.

It turns out that the perspectives seen by different practitioners are really different.

Although he had not yet entered the realm of Fayou Yuanling and truly cultivated the Yin Spirit, but in a trance, he also understood the value of Fayou Yuanling.

Unfortunately, when he wanted to observe the world again, he found that his perspective had once again become ordinary:
"What a pity! If I could have seen it a few more times, I'm afraid I would have gained a lot of benefits."

When it came to the end, even though this was very unreal and looked foggy, Shi Shaojian couldn't help but feel a little lost.

He had a premonition.

If he could observe the feeling just now a few more times, perhaps his future path would be smoother.

What a pity, there is only one chance.

Just when he was feeling depressed, he seemed to remember something and glanced at the black mist around him:

"Luckily I have this treasure from Grandpa Gan, otherwise I would have been doomed this time."

When he said this, he was very grateful and took a look at the precious banner hanging behind him.

Only then did he understand what his father meant by the grand gesture and its true weight.

"Those who have not yet emerged from the Yin Spirit have weak spirits and souls. A casual breeze can turn into the Nine Yin Cold Wind and blow away their souls."

“Even in a tightly closed quiet room, there is a light breeze that cannot be felt by the flesh.”

"This kind of breeze has no effect on living people, but it is a real killer for Yin spirits. Damn it!"

For ordinary practitioners like this, if they want to produce a Yin Spirit, they need to set up various rituals to protect their own Yin Spirit.

Because they are halfway through.

It is a complete act of forcing things to happen, rather than a natural process of cultivating the method to become a Yin God with Yuan Ling.

Although some people say that they can be safe by hiding in a quiet room to practice, they will still be in trouble if they do not have adequate ritual protection.

After all, a place where living people can live must have living, circulating air and breeze.

After all, if there is no wind, people basically can't survive.

However, this obviously imperceptible flow of wind is no less powerful than a beheading machete to the Yin God.

Even he, an orthodox cultivator of Maoshan, was nearly killed by that ordinary wisp of cold wind, let alone other independent cultivators.

It is precisely because of this that he expressed unimaginable gratitude to his godfather.

Reliable!

Damn grandpa is awesome!
At this moment, as he was watching, he saw a dazzling silver light suddenly flash outside the window:

brush!
The next moment, in the dark room, a bright light suddenly appeared.

Faintly, it was as if a bright moon with silver light fell from the sky and hit him on the head:
"……ah!!"

He screamed subconsciously.

But when he reacted, he found that he seemed to have no other impact:
"Hey, what's going on here?"

After carefully sensing the surroundings, Shi Shaojian discovered something peculiar about himself.

Looking closely, he saw that the black fog that was originally wrapped around him and protecting him was actually filled with a faint silver light.

It looked like a silver-white robe was draped over Shi Shaojian's soul.

It even emits a faint glow.

“What a comfortable feeling…”

Feeling this faint silver light gradually nourishes my soul and eliminates the pain that had just been caused by the breeze.

Shi Shaojian couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and he felt his soul suddenly have an extremely special enjoyment.

Just at this time.

Before he could enjoy it any longer, he suddenly heard a soft hum in his ear:
"Shao Jian, now that you've gotten some benefits, why don't you come out and thank your grandfather!"

This snort may not mean anything to others, but it sounds like thunder to Shi Shaojie's ears.

In an instant, he was shaken out of the feeling of enjoyment, but miraculously his soul was not hurt:

“…Is that Master’s voice?”

Thinking of this, his gloomy spirit subconsciously took a step outside.

Then, his entire ghost was seen passing through the wall and into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Take a closer look.

All he saw was Song Feng sitting on the recliner looking at him, and Shi Jian had already walked out wearing his own black robe.

Two people, one old and one middle-aged.

It seems to have a different kind of momentum.

After seeing his old father and grandfather both here, Shi Shaojian immediately bowed and saluted:

"I have met Grandpa Gan and my father."

Looking at the Yin Spirit wrapped in a layer of black wind, with a layer of faint glow inside the spirit, Shi Shaojian was constantly being nourished.

For a moment, even Shi Jian, who had always had a stiff face and looked cold and ruthless, couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile:

"Shao Jian, you are very good~"

While Shi Jian was looking at his eldest son with admiration, Song Feng nodded gently:
“Although the method used by this Yin Spirit to leave the body is a little immature, it is still considered extraordinary among the same generation.” “Although I can’t use any special methods for the time being, it is also a good experience to walk around in this area of ​​dozens of feet and experience the mystery of the Yin Spirit…”

Most of the methods like this one that use special means to allow the soul to leave the body are very dangerous.

After all, these methods, to be honest, are actually quite unorthodox.

Without the cultivation level of Yuanling, how can one be qualified to create a Yin God and walk the world with the body of a Yin God?
The reason why he was able to leave his body earlier this time was only because of the power of the magic weapon.

The weak body of the Yin God cannot move the magic weapon, so naturally he can only move within a radius of several dozen feet where the magic weapon is located.

Of course, if he is extremely lucky and obtains a real immortal weapon, that would be the second explanation.

Such genuine magical instruments already have spirituality.

It can escape into the Yin-Yang realm on its own, hide in the gap between the underworld and the world of the living, and display its tremendous divine power.

Treasures like this can be taken away by the Yin God at will.

That’s another story.

After all, it is not so easy to get a real immortal's magic weapon. Although Shi Shaojian has good Taoism skills and a good family background, he is an absolute direct descendant.

However, at most you can only look at it and pay homage to it, you cannot use it casually.

After all, immortal magic weapons are the foundation of a sect. Can this be a joke?

Hearing what Grandpa Gan said, Shi Shaojian smiled gratefully and said:
"Thank you, Grandpa Gan. If it weren't for the two treasures you gave me, I would still be trapped in my body."

"With these two treasures, I'm afraid my Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique will be able to make rapid progress and achieve great success."

When he said this, Shi Shaojian bowed to his godfather sincerely again.

Originally, Grandpa Gan saved my life.

Now he not only gave himself a magical weapon to protect himself, but also refined a ray of Taiyin moonlight to protect himself.

What the hell is this, grandpa?

This is my grandpa!

When he dies for the old man in the future, he will be willing to smash the pottery basin.

After all, this step is faster than every step.

What is the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique? Just by listening to the name, you can know the focus of this spell.

Now, he is really one step ahead of others from the first realm, and every step forward he takes from now on will be one step faster than others.

If this continues to accumulate.

After he has mastered his magical powers, he will undergo an unimaginable transformation.

Hey, that's so authentic!
Looking at Shi Shaojian who was still smiling here, Shi Jian's face turned serious.

Then he waved his hand again, creating a breeze that blew his Yin spirit back into the room:
"Since you have made some progress in your cultivation, you should consolidate your practice in this room."

"Originally, I thought that one great medicine could not allow you to draw out the fourth essence. Now it seems that this great medicine can just help you consolidate your cultivation."

When he said this, he saw a figure suddenly jumped out from the dark corner of the house where no one had been.

Then, I saw that the figure was holding a small porcelain cup in his hand.

And in the porcelain bowl at this moment, there was a bowl of something that seemed to have just been stewed, like bird's nest.

After taking a look at the figure in the corner, Shi Jian gave a slight glance and then said coldly:
"Since the medicine is ready, let's send it to your young master!"

After hearing what Shi Jian said, the figure slightly bowed his body, and then walked cautiously towards Shi Shaojian's room.

Looking at the departing figure, Song Feng chuckled a few times and then said:
"The blood swallows on the cliff are all very intelligent. It's not easy to get a bowl of bird's nest..."

After hearing what Song Feng said, Shi Jian changed from his cold expression to a gentle one with a hint of smile on his face:

“Hehehe… Thanks to you, senior, when I went to Wanzhang Cliff, I happened to encounter a nest of blood swallows.”

"Originally, I was planning to collect more than three great medicinal herbs to help Shao Jian in advance and forcibly draw out the fourth essence."

"Now that I have received the reward from my senior, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief..."

When he said this, Shi Jian couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.

No one can have too much of this stuff called big medicine.

These days, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is dissipating very quickly, and the output of the spiritual fields where medicinal herbs are grown in many blessed places is decreasing day by day.

The production of major medicinal herbs in the wild has been cut right down to the toenails.

Even though he is the eldest senior brother, he cannot really provide unlimited amounts of medicine for his own disciples to use.

Even if this disciple is his own son!

After all, we can see something from the fact that Uncle Jiu, who is the second best person in Maoshan at that time, could not get a share of the great medicine for various reasons.

"As long as the first four energies can be drawn out, the fifth energies will be a matter of time and effort. It will come naturally."

"I would like to congratulate you here first. You have found a talented and precious disciple who will surely be one of the true disciples in the future..."

The five elements elevate the spirit. If you want to draw out the first four elements, you must have a powerful medicine.

But the strange thing is that the fifth essence must penetrate the four energies and be led out naturally with the skill of water grinding.

Only then can you perfectly achieve the five qi and elevate your spirit to acquire magical powers.

This is also a process of completing the foundation.

In other words, once the fourth essence is drawn out, there will be no need to consume medicated drugs anymore.

Just wait and see how your practice progresses in the future.

Moreover, those who have truly completed the five-energy spiritual ascension and practiced the orthodox Dafa will also experience unique mystical experiences when cultivating their magical powers.

Although it seems that they are moving slower in the accumulation stage, they do not use unorthodox methods to casually cultivate a certain essence and achieve magic power quickly.

However, once they have mastered the five energies and cultivated magical powers, their practice will advance by leaps and bounds, and they will be able to use all kinds of methods with ease.

In other words, Shi Shaojian is now only one step away from becoming a master and truly being able to stand on his own.

It was precisely because of this that even Shi Jian, this cold-faced guy, couldn't help but reveal a hint of relief on his face.

Shi Shaojian, my biological son.

He is a genius!

Hearing Song Feng's congratulations, Shi Jian also responded with a smile:
"If your grandson is successful, you will have face in the future~"

There was another few days of peace.

Finally, on a gloomy evening with a drizzling rain, the tranquility of the dojo was suddenly broken.

"What, you mean, you found the residence of the evil master Jiuhe?"

(End of this chapter)