The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 258: The Struggle Between Yin and Yang

Looking at the old man in front of him who had abundant energy and blood, and whose aura was condensed and not dispersed, and whose aura was even stronger than the two of them, Lin Jiu was speechless for a moment.

"Since you have decided to attend the Luotian Grand Ceremony, I will go and inform Master and the others first."

"Because then all the masters, uncles and aunts will be too surprised when they see you, Seventh Uncle."

Since this old guy wanted to show up at Maoshan, there was no need for the two of them to stop him. After all, this old man had really stood up now.

Relying on his title as the Lord of Beiyin Mountain and his strong spiritual power, it is estimated that wherever he goes now, people will give him some face.

This shouldn't be a case of being shut out and beaten, right?
However, just when these people were about to continue speaking and talk about some more private topics.

I only saw a few people looking outside subconsciously, as if they felt something.

"Oh? I didn't expect these little guys to be so lively. They've already started sparring in advance..."

Feeling the two different auras gradually taking shape in the distance, Song Feng showed an expression of watching the fun.

After all, his Taoism is gradually recovering now.

Although his strength is not to the point of being all-powerful, in this modern era, he is still strong enough to be called a master.

Moreover.

Now, what he needs is to accumulate slowly. Anyway, the Qingyun Dharma Image has already taken shape.

When he reaches that level of enlightenment, he will naturally choose a suitable place to practice.

What's more, Kyushu is very lively nowadays.

In this situation of internal and external difficulties and a mixture of good and bad parties, it is even easier to do things that take advantage of the situation.

After all, he is also a cultivator from Kyushu. If he had to watch the small country of Fusang invade the land of China at will, wouldn't it be a loss of face for him?

Seeing Song Feng's expression of watching the fun, Uncle Jiu's face darkened:
"I have already warned Qiu Sheng a long time ago, telling him to practice with peace of mind and train the magic weapon into his ghost body as soon as possible."

"I didn't expect that even though he hasn't mastered his magic weapon yet, he still can't stand being provoked. It looks like it's time to find a chance for him to calm down!"

Although the Yin-Yang Tongxin Method practiced by Qiu Sheng is an unconventional method, it can be called a unique skill and possesses extraordinary supernatural powers.

However, as long as it is a spell, there will be flaws. Even the spells of the immortal sects are not perfect.

Even the great principles are flawed, let alone magic?
And this Yin-Yang Concentric Method is that at the critical moment of practicing magic power, it will be easily affected by the ghost body.

Once you go through this process, achieve the unity of yin and yang, and cultivate magical powers, your whole aura will stabilize.

This can also be considered an alternative way of using evil to achieve good.

Now, at this critical period, the most important thing Qiu Sheng should do is to sit quietly in Huangting instead of going out to fight for supremacy.

So what if I win the fight?
Practitioners do not care about temporary gains and losses, and the struggle for the great way, but must move forward steadily step by step.

If one misses the key point of breakthrough due to temporary show-off, he may fall behind his peers by several years.

This is something you really cannot hesitate about.

However, compared to Uncle Nine who had a dark face, Shi Jian looked very natural:
"Since the young people want to compete, let them fight. A fight between fellow disciples is a good opportunity to test each other's abilities."

When he spoke the last part, Shi Jian subconsciously raised his chin slightly, and he looked very confident.

Haha, Shi Shaojian is his own son.

Although his natural physique is not as strong as that of the innate Taoist body, it can also be considered a special physique.

She has been nourished with medicinal baths since childhood.

What’s more, there are famous teachers to guide you.

I can’t say about the older generation, but the disciples of the same generation are definitely unmatched.

Not to mention.

He himself has learned quite a few unconventional magic skills.

Besides, did he really think that he could hide the fact that Shi Shaojian was going to read those secret scriptures on his territory from him?

To put it bluntly.

The reason why those independent people and evil sects dared to seal certain secret techniques in the Sutra Repository was that they had to resort to ruthless means.

There are countless curses and evil spells.

Ordinary people can't even think about reading magic.

Even if one touches the book master of those secret spells, the evil spirits that bind them will harm the source of their energy and blood.

He was just pretending to be ignorant.

Anyway, Shi Shaojian is only one step away from cultivating magical powers. Once he truly ascends to the spiritual realm and combines the five energies into magical powers, the real Sutra Repository inside Mount Mao will be open to them.

Those so-called evil arts and secret techniques from Hong Kong Island are not even top-grade in the Shangqing Sutra Pavilion of Maoshan.

The enemy knows the enemy best.

If the evil secret techniques stored in the Shangqing Sutra Library of Maoshan were really taken out, these so-called evil techniques would be nothing at all.

After all, it has a thousand-year history.

If it doesn't even have these few things, it wouldn't be worthy of being called a true immortal sect.

After hearing what Shi Jian said, and looking at his seventh uncle who seemed to be enjoying the fun, the ninth uncle sighed:

"Forget it, since these young people want to compete with each other, let them show their own skills."

"But we still have to go and take a look. After all, the Dao has no eyes. If someone is really hurt in the fight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."

He never looks down on anyone, but at the same time he never overestimates others.

As long as you haven't cultivated the method and have the Yuan Ling, you are still in the stage of cultivating the essence.

During this stage, no practitioner should be underestimated. If one is not careful, he or she may really fall into the ditch.

It's just a matter of probability.

Even some great masters who have practiced Taoism in a special way and have great spiritual power may encounter situations where they are controlled by mortals.

These are all examples.

"Since both of you masters have agreed, then we won't stop you. I also want to see which of these two grandsons has the better skills."

"Both sides are good at using Yin and Yang magic. In this kind of fight, we are lucky enough to see it..."

At the end of his speech, Song Feng was leaning on a rattan stick, staggering towards the door of the charity cemetery, looking like an old man watching a show.

However, after hearing Song Feng say this.

Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian both have some understanding of it.

"If both sides are proficient in Yin-Yang magic, then it can't be considered a real killing. There's no harm in watching it."

There are many magic spells in the spiritual world, some are honest, some are evil, some are curses, and some are real thunder and fire.

The concept of Yin-Yang magic is quite broad. However, in this era, most people who practice Yin-Yang magic focus on illusion and magic.

Don't underestimate this illusion and magic.

This magic is one of the means to display the mysterious power of Taoism openly and honestly in the current era when spiritual energy has declined.

Compared to other spells, the method of setting up the altar is extremely complicated.

This illusion can really perform magic instantly, and can perform all kinds of incredible methods.

If one really achieves great success in practice.

If the recipient of the spell believes it to be real, he will suffer real harm, which can be described as hurting others invisibly.

Among them, ghosts, monsters and demons are the epitome of yin and yang illusions.

From this we can see the horror of illusion.

After all, a wizard who practices various skills, if he has not developed an indestructible body, will probably still be afraid of swords, guns and firearms.

However, for those who have practiced illusion to a certain level, everything they see is an illusion, and they may not even be able to find their true self. How can they hurt their roots?

The three of them traveled a long way.

After a while, three truly great masters found Qiu Sheng and Shi Shaojian who were ready in a forest far away.

Seeing the solemn scene.

Song Feng chuckled, then gently took the cane in his hand and pointed it at the ground:
“…Boom boom boom!”

The next moment, an invisible mist was seen spreading rapidly from underground, enveloping the three people.

The fog is bizarre and colorful, but it is condensed and does not disperse.

For a moment, I felt as if I was detached from reality yet existing in the world of the living.

"Seventh Uncle, what a brilliant move!"

"Senior is very wise!"

Seeing how Song Feng, without any worldly intentions, used such a method to hide the three of them, Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu couldn't help but admire him.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

Although they can also use this method, they are not as good as Seventh Uncle, who can do it with a light tap of the rattan stick.

"Well, you two young men, stop bragging about me here. Let's take a look at your beloved disciples and see how they perform."

"Back then, I met an old monster who had truly mastered the Yin-Yang magic to perfection."

"That magic almost made me fall for it. The changes of yin and yang, reality and falsehood, were hard to guard against."

"Even now, I can't help but feel a little frightened when I think about it. If these two little guys can really make it to that point in the future, you two will be complete..."

When talking about the old guy he met, even Song Feng couldn't help but have his pupils shrink slightly.

Every magic, when practiced to a certain level, will naturally give rise to mystery.

Illusions are even more terrifying!
A beginner in illusion arts can only perform a small magic trick or a sleight of hand at best.

However, if you really meet that kind of old guy who can change reality into illusion, he can really play the Classic of Mountains and Seas with you on the spot.

After hearing what Song Feng said, Shi Jian thought for a moment, and then spoke softly:
"Senior, the one you are talking about, could it be the withered wood demon monk known as the Phantom Demon?"

After hearing Shi Jian's question, Song Feng looked at him in surprise:
"Oh, I didn't expect you to have heard of his reputation. He is a real old monster who is one generation older than me..."

Hearing Song Fengfeng's affirmation, Shi Jian couldn't help but take a breath:
"Could it be that the phantom demon who has not taken action for a long time in the spiritual world has been eliminated by you, senior?"

"Legend has it that the Phantom Demon has the ability to chop off heads without dying. He has already mastered the art of illusion and has an unpredictable power."

"It is said that the closure of the Hanging Temple was caused by that evil monk. I never thought that he would be killed by you?"

Speaking of this dead wood evil monk, it really is something that could not be fully described even if one spent three days and three nights talking about him.

It can be said that this withered wood demon monk can be regarded as a true master of illusion.

The time when he really became famous was when the imperial court still had spare energy. He beheaded people in a busy city at three quarters after noon but survived.

Since then, he has become famous all over the world.

With his magic of truth and illusion, he has killed and injured countless righteous masters.

I don't know how many heads of humanity predecessors have been chopped off by a watermelon vine. It can be said that illusion has been turned into an art.

Unfortunately, the withered wood demon monk disappeared later. Now it seems that he was killed by the old senior in front of him.

Looking at Shi Jian, whose eyes showed a hint of heat, Song Feng shook his head slightly, with some emotion in his tone:
"The reason why I was able to win back then was simply because of the power of my magic weapon. If we were to fight again later, I'm afraid I might not be able to completely kill him."

"You didn't see the old man's true power at that time. At that scene, I thought I had returned to the ancient times thousands of years ago when spiritual energy was abundant."

"When a master of illusion has reached the pinnacle of his practice, the alternation between reality and illusion can blur people's perception of the world. This is truly terrifying..."

Looking at Song Feng with eyes full of emotion, Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu did not underestimate the old monster in front of them because of Song Feng's emotion.

After all. Never mind what the old man in front of me said, how difficult the battle was at that time.

But in the end, the winner is the king in this world.

The Lord of Beiyin Mountain in front of him actually survived and became the winner, which means that compared to the Dead Wood Demon Monk, he is the true master of the side door.

Sometimes, we should be able to see the humility of our predecessors. If we really take their humility as their own lack of ability, we will be doomed to fail.

Just at this time.

All I saw was Shi Shaojian and Qiu Sheng, who had just fought and tested each other's skills in the distance, and then the two of them returned to the prepared altar.

Standing there lighting incense and on the altar with tablets, Qiu Sheng looked at his purple and blue arms and sighed:
"Well, well, well, you have really strong Qi and blood. Since we can't tell who's better with our martial arts, let me see how good your Taoism is."

When he said this, he waved the peach wood sword a few times, and then grabbed the sticky rice and threw it at the flames:
"boom!!"

The next moment, there was a sudden explosion of flames.

Then, a paper man cut out of yellow paper that was originally lying on the altar walked out of the flames.

"Da Da Da...Herodi..."

The firelight was mixed with mist, and vaguely, it looked like a general riding a tall horse walked out of the firelight.

Seeing Qiu Sheng’s performance.

Shi Shaojian, who also did a backflip and landed on the altar, now rolled up his sleeves to cover up the bruises on his arms:

"I didn't expect that you are not only good at talking, but also good at hands. However, we are just getting started now."

When he said this, he clasped his hands together, held up the magic weapon flag, and quickly chanted a spell:

"Now I will show you the power of the Maoshan True Yin-Yang Reincarnation Method. The Heavenly Luos will obey my command and the Rakshasa Rakshasa blood sea will surge..."

(End of this chapter)