The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 243 Jade Tree
It wasn't just Song Feng. When Kara saw that there was something inside the ancient bronze tree, he was also stunned:

"This... How is this possible? This is just a symbol used for sacrifice, how could there be something hidden inside?"

"If there really is something there, why didn't all the ancestors and predecessors find it?"

By the end he was numb.

Anything that could make the evil boss from Kyushu cross the ocean and come here to look for must be a treasure.

And it is a treasure among treasures.

Who would have imagined that such a treasure was right in front of them, hidden inside that small tree.

Oh my God.

Since this treasure is placed here, why hasn't any of the ancestors opened it to take a look?
Although this thing does not belong to him now, he still feels very heartbroken at this moment.

Song Feng didn't care about Kara.

At this moment, he was smiling as he looked at the small tree, only the size of a palm, in the ruins of the broken bronze tree in front of him:

“Spiritual root! I was right. Shaoyao’s news is true. This is actually a spiritual root!”

When he said the last part, Song Feng felt as if he had found a pie in the sky.

If he had such luck when he first started practicing, would he still have to struggle so hard?
Directly join a major sect.

He immediately became the direct descendant of the sect.

Why is it necessary to go through so much effort?
As a result, now that he is almost dead, his luck suddenly gets better. Hasn't he heard that belated love is cheaper than grass?

Although Song Feng felt a little emotional.

But at this moment, he still walked carefully to the side of the jade tree and gently picked it up with both hands:
"Although there is almost no vitality in this jade tree, perhaps it is precisely because of this that it can be passed down from generation to generation without being discovered."

"Before, perhaps some big shot found this spiritual root, but this jade tree has been around forever, which means that the predecessors before more or less looked down on this thing."

"But I'm not picky. As long as I can have my marrow cleansed, my blood replaced, and my life restored, I can endure anything..."

A closer look revealed that the jade tree was only three inches tall, and the entire tree looked as crystal clear as jade.

It looks as if it is made entirely of precious jade, more like a decoration than a living being.

The whole tree has only one branch.

There is a dazzling glow on it, and vaguely, it gives a feeling of being towering and canopied. If it is really shaped like this, it looks like a smaller version of the Welcoming Pine in Huangshan.

Of course, the most important reason why he was able to be sure of the existence of this spiritual root was that there was a faint vitality in the small tree.

Faintly, there is an inexplicable but extremely profound Taoist rhyme blooming from this spiritual root.

Although this rhythm is very faint and seems like it will disappear in the next moment, it exists.

A spiritual root like this, which vaguely possesses a strange power that is beyond the times, is of great use to him!
Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to Kara next to him, and then gave him a look:
"I want to rest here for a while..."

Hearing what Feng Zuo said, Kara nodded quickly, then walked away carefully:

"Senior, you can practice in peace. I will be guarding outside the cave and will not let anyone disturb you."

After hearing what Kara said and looking at his attitude, Song Feng nodded.

I kept watching Kara go away.

Then, just as Kara completely disappeared into the cave, Song Feng gently bit his finger:

"Akale Lamodo..."

A strange spell, the content of which was inaudible, was chanted softly from Song Feng's mouth.

Then, he chanted the ancient and terrifying scriptures while drawing runes on the rattan staff.

sizzle...

As he continued to draw runes with blood, the vine stick began to slowly move.

But in the blink of an eye.

The vine staff covered with strange runes by Song Feng took root and turned into a three-foot-long green snake.

"Hiss..."

As the green snake coiled underground.

Faintly, there was a unique light blooming from the green snake's eyes.

It was as if Song Feng's figure was completely reflected in those emerald green pupils.

"Hiss..."

Watching the green snake circling continuously, Song Feng waved his hand gently, and then spoke faintly:
"go Go……"

As he finished speaking, the green snake seemed to have a spirit and dived into the shadow of the cave next to it.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Watching the green snake go away, Song Feng focused his mind on the jade tree in front of him.

“Although the spiritual roots of this jade tree have already declined to the extreme, if it stays like this for another ten years, I’m afraid it will fall from the extraordinary level and become truly ordinary.”

"But just this little bit of a trigger is enough. I need just this little bit of a trigger to cleanse my marrow and replace my blood..."

Looking at these spiritual roots that have long been extinct in the land of Jiuzhou, even Song Feng couldn't help but smile knowingly at this moment.

No matter what the state of the spiritual roots is.

As long as he still has spirituality, even if he is on the verge of death, his essence is still beyond that of most practitioners.

Generally speaking, spiritual roots are not something that ordinary people can covet. In essence, this thing actually corresponds to refining the spirit and returning to the void.

The number of spiritual roots that can be born in this world is limited, even incredibly small.

Even if there were some before, they were taken away by our ancestors, so there would be no room for later generations.

Nowadays, his own Taoism and magical powers have already reached their peak, and even after twenty years of accumulation, they have been broken and rebuilt.

To be honest.

If we only consider his Taoism and magical powers, he has few rivals in the human world today.

But that can’t be said anymore.

After all, when practitioners fight each other, Taoism and magic power are only one aspect, and qi, blood and magic weapons also occupy a large proportion.

Don't be fooled by his current terrifying level of Taoism.

However, due to insufficient blood and energy, his magic power was unable to fully leap into the Dragon Gate.

Although he can still display some of the mysterious magic of the Yuanling, he cannot remain prosperous forever.

This thing is the root.

In addition, the spiritual energy has declined to such an extent nowadays. How can it be so easy to cleanse the marrow and replace the blood to regain new life?
Just like he said before.

Without extraordinary items and great opportunities and luck, it is absolutely impossible.

Even if you are a descendant of an immortal and hold an immortal weapon in your hands, without great opportunity and good fortune, you will still die when you reach old age!

But now he has become.

As long as he has the help of this spiritual root, he can use it as a trigger to open the door to nirvana and rebirth, and he will no longer need the spiritual root from then on.

Sometimes, even if you have enough ability, without that stepping stone, you can only sigh in vain.

Nowadays, he is very lucky.

The spiritual root in front of him could once again serve as his stepping stone:

"If this were the spiritual world of the ancient times, I would find a blessed place to help you recover and achieve nirvana again."

"But now, even the former blessed land and immortal heritage are now unable to take care of themselves, let alone such a place of good fortune."

"Today's world has long lost the foundation for the spiritual roots of heaven and earth to be reborn in nirvana, or even to come back to life."

"Since your spirituality has fallen to the extreme, you might as well help me. It can be regarded as a return to your ancestral land!" When he said the last sentence, Song Feng's eyes couldn't help but burst into a brilliance.

Do what you say.

The next moment, he just patted his temples lightly:

"brush!"

A flash of spiritual light suddenly flew out from his forehead, and then transformed into a cloud of auspiciousness about a foot in size three feet above his spiritual platform.

Above the auspicious cloud, there were hundreds of auspicious lights and thousands of auspicious colors floating in the air, as if colorful auspicious clouds had descended to the world, illuminating his entire body like an immortal.

Faintly, there seemed to be a precious banner of spiritual light floating in the auspicious clouds, which seemed to be neither real nor unreal.

The banners were full and the light was bright.

It seems to be in reality, but also seems to be hidden in the void. The bright light envelopes the figure, making it impossible to see its specific appearance.

"call……"

A stream of qi from the five internal organs containing the original essence suddenly came out of Song Feng's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Song Feng, who had originally maintained his rosy look, turned extremely pale the moment the five-colored air was exhaled.

It's like losing all the blood.

But the strange thing was that as his auspicious cloud flew up and his five energies rose, although his entire body had lost its vitality, there was still no change at all.

Logically speaking, in this situation, the person without any life at all should be dead.

But he is conscious.

It's really weird to the extreme.

Feeling his icy cold body and touching his heart, his heart even stopped beating.

If he hadn't been sitting quietly on the altar, ordinary people would have thought he was a dead body.
"My guess was correct. Although I have lost my original essence, I have mastered the Three Zombies Borrowing Life Technique, and I have also touched upon a hint of the mystery of the Gods and Demons Mysterious Art."

"Now that the Three Flowers and Five Qi are on the spiritual platform and separated from the body, it is just right for this dead body to be broken and then rebuilt."

"In this way, after the blood transfusion, the body can recover its vitality and blood, just like living another life, increasing its lifespan a little..."

When he said this, he grabbed the jade tree, then stretched out his hands and gently stroked his left and right wrists:
"Puff..." ×2
The skin, which was originally very tough, seemed to be cut by a knife when his finger lightly stroked it.

But the strange thing was that as his skin and blood vessels melted away, his blood did not flow out, as if it had stagnated.

Even a closer look.

The blood, which should have been bright red, now had a dark gray color, as if it had lost its vitality.

"After losing the suppression of this old man and spitting out the last of his original essence and dispersing the three flowers and five qi, this body has returned to its original state."

"Without destruction, there is no construction. Destruction precedes construction. This old man's body is now extremely dilapidated..."

Let’s not talk about qi and blood, because the blood flowing in his body has turned dark gray.

What else can I say?
The deficiency of both Qi and blood cannot be described.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that he is a dead person!
Moreover, after he spat out the origin and his essence dissipated the secret method, his five internal organs were damaged. If it were not for the membrane protecting him, he would have been left with only a pool of blood.

That is to say, a big evil boss like him has a lot of weird spells in his hands. He can lock the blood, qi and magic power in different categories, and also keep the body supported.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, he would have been buried somewhere unknown.

"Three flowers and five qi, restore my true body!"

"Wash your marrow and exchange your blood, and your vital energy will be regenerated!"

Following his light shout, the auspicious cloud that was floating above his spiritual platform in the distance suddenly fell down.

Then he rolled up his Five Qi Origin and dropped it into the jade tree in front of him:
"Om..."

A flash of light suddenly bloomed from the jade tree, spreading and shining, and the whole jade tree seemed to come alive.

Five-colored light blooms in all directions.

Faintly, there seemed to be a phantom, neither real nor unreal, hanging behind the jade tree.

next moment.

Song Feng was seen holding the Yin-Yang Seal with his hands, and the two cut wounds seemed to be closed together.

And the jade tree fell in the very center of the Yin-Yang Technique, as if it was stepping on Yin and Yang, absorbing his energy and blood.

Faintly, the dark gray blood on his left and right wrists seemed to be purified the moment the jade tree fell.

Tick-tick-tick-tick…

First, there was a sound like water drops, which suddenly appeared from Song Feng's body.

Then, the sound of dripping water gradually merged into a small stream, which became larger and larger, and finally seemed to turn into a rushing river.

Looking closely, one could only see that little tree, after absorbing Song Feng's three flowers and five qi, it was actually blooming with brilliant light.

"brush!!"

In the embrace of yin and yang, it seemed to turn into a purifier of his blood. As his blood flowed, it gradually began to turn bright red.

At the end, all that was seen was the blood that had coagulated but not melted, and it began to flow with the help of the jade tree.

The originally stiff and pale body now slowly began to recover to its former rosy complexion.

In the blink of an eye, the body that seemed to have turned into black and white began to return to reality.

It's like the reversal of yin and yang.

thump! thump! thump!
The sound of heartbeat suddenly appeared.

Then, Song Feng's heart, which had stopped beating long ago, began to slowly bring new life.

"……brush!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed through Song Feng's eyes.

Followed by.

Song Feng's hands shook slightly:
"Crack!"

A crisp sound was heard, and then the jade tree that had turned blood-red was seen shattered into pieces.

By the end, the jade tree actually turned into a phantom of a jade tree that seemed neither real nor unreal.

Only the bright light kept flashing by.

Seeing this scene, Song Feng opened his mouth and swallowed, then swallowed the spiritual light directly into his stomach:
"Gudu!"

The next moment, a bright light suddenly bloomed from his chest.

hum...

Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys!
The five-colored energy, green, red, yellow, white and black, quickly filled his body.

Faintly, a new source of life seemed to be born in that originally old body.

"Om..."

At the moment when its origin transformed, the qi and blood, which had originally declined to the extreme, began to rise like gurgling water.

Feel the change.

Song Feng used his magic power to descend from Kunlun, pass the Twelve-story Tower, then pass Dantian and jump over the Dragon Gate.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the gate:
"boom!!"

An inexplicable roar suddenly sounded from his mind.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of spiritual light was seen rising from Song Feng's fontanel, and his essence, energy and spirit gathered together, eventually transforming into a yin spirit that combined the real and the virtual.

The Dharma has a primordial spirit, and it’s done!
(End of this chapter)