The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 264 Don’t Live, Destroy

After hearing what Master Ge said, Song Feng glanced at him, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes:
"Even if I don't get the spiritual root, I can still gather the vitality in my body with my methods."

"These are all the strength and skills that I have acquired through decades of experience in the martial arts world. Others cannot learn them even if they want to."

When he spoke to the end, Song Feng appeared very confident.

joke.

In the entire Maoshan Sect, he had never seen anything except those rare things that were truly hidden and the size of a palm.

He has a share in almost everything else.

He even went into the Sutra Library, which housed many unorthodox and evil spells, countless times.

Back then, the Maoshan Sect provided a considerable amount of funding for his database of unconventional magic.

It can be said.

He is really confident to say to everyone here: What you can do, I can do, and what you can't do, I can also do.

What is the Lord of Beiyin Mountain?

A grandmaster of a side sect?
This is the true value of a great master of the side sect!
Seeing Song Feng here with a very confident look, Master Ge couldn't help but curl his lips:
"Well, only you, the Lord of Beiyin Mountain, are capable. No one else can compare to you."

Although he wanted to find an opportunity to deal with the old ghost in front of him, who would have thought that this old ghost could be so troublesome.

When I was young, I was a troublemaker. I didn't expect that when I got old, I would actually be able to do something.

After the two sides chatted for a few sentences and complained a few times, Song Feng suddenly laughed and seemed to be very amused:

"Old man Ge, after so many years, your skills haven't improved at all. How come you haven't completed the Five Qis Converging to the Origin yet?"

Hearing Song Feng suddenly speak in such a playful way, Master Ge rolled his eyes at him unhappily:
"Do you think everyone is like you, an old man, with an innate spiritual light that never dies, and that your extraordinary talent is the seed of Taoism?"

Looking at the bastard's face, Master Ge couldn't help but get angry. After all, he was the eldest senior brother back then and his talent was already good enough.

Who would have thought that halfway through, a freak would jump in who only kowtowed but didn't become a disciple, yet was still treated like a Maoshan disciple.

If he was just an ordinary disciple, it would be fine.

Who would have thought that this bastard was actually a genius. He could learn so many spells at a glance and master them once he learned them.

In the past, he only thought that the geniuses others talked about were people like him who could draw inferences from one example.

However, ever since he met Song Feng, he realized that the stories about the seeds of immortality and the ancestors of Taoism described in ancient books were not just exaggerations.

It would be fine if you were not in the same era with such people, but when you truly practice with them, you will realize how beastly these people are when they practice.

I meditated in the middle of the night, consolidating my spirit and practicing magic, but others completely closed the gap between us in just a blink of an eye.

It would be fine if this guy was just a lazy bum.

After all, as the old saying goes, a genius who can persevere is still a genius, and sooner or later someone will be able to surpass them.

But Song Feng, this bastard, is a beast in the sense that he is not only a genius, but he is even more stubborn than the average person.

Thinking about the scene when he was practicing, even Master Ge couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling when he thought about it at this moment.

He is the type who will secretly study as long as you are not around.

This kind of person is the worst.

A school thief!
"With my current talent, it would be considered quite good if I could cultivate the Five Qis to Origin. I will have some good fortune in the future."

"As for practicing the spirit and returning to the void, I, an old man, will not get involved. Even if I do, I will not be included..."

When he finished speaking, Master Ge glanced at Song Feng dimly, seeming to be very emotional.

I originally thought that this bastard might be useless after not showing up in so many years, but I didn't expect that not only is it not useless, it has made even better progress.

Without any reference, this old ghost actually found the crucial step in practicing the Spirit Return to Void.

Even the Qingyun Dharma Image has been created.

I am the Lord of Heaven!
I am the ancestor of Sanmao!
If he had not seen with his own eyes the old man display the Qingyun Dharma Image, he would not have dared to believe it.

What kind of miracle is this?
After all, apart from the few sects that have truly produced people who have achieved spiritual refining and return to the void, the number of such people can be counted on one hand.

Who could have imagined that after the Five Qis converged into one, the Qingyun Dharma Image would be created?

That old man was really right.

This old ghost Song Feng might really be the only one in the current era who has the potential to achieve the goal of refining the spirit and returning to the void, and become an immortal!
After hearing what Master Ge said, Song Feng's eyes could not help but flash with a gleam of light, and then he said slowly:
"If that's the case, then there must really be something in the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation..."

Hearing what Song Feng said, and seeing him so carefree, Master Ge couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"You old ghost Song, you actually tried to trick me?"

Seeing Ge Laogui showing such an expression at this moment, Song Feng acted very naturally:

"Do I need to trick you into believing this? Over the years, anyone with eyes can see what you have done in the underworld."

"It's just a matter of whether you see more or less. This is at most a reasonable guess."

Although times have changed, every generation of Maoshan disciples has deep connections in the underworld and will be led into the netherworld.

But the underworld is not infinite, and it is impossible for every Maoshan disciple who enters through connections to have a suitable position.

But that's where the problem lies.

Over the years from ancient times to the present, disciples of Maoshan, Longhushan, and other sects that are more or less related have been simply recruiting disciples.

However, only when you really come into contact with the underworld will you discover that most of the people who are truly in charge are the evil spirits in the underworld.

So, now comes the problem.

Where have all the masters who have achieved great success in cultivating their spiritual power and are truly capable of commanding the enemy gone in every era?

Although on the surface the underworld still has clear positions for many ancestors of the Maoshan sect, there are quite a few vacancies among them.

If someone observes carefully, they will find that the missing few are precisely the masters who truly led the various sects of Taoism and achieved something.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk…isn’t it obvious?
Seeing Song Feng being so shameless, showing an expression that I had already guessed, Master Ge gave him a displeased look:
"Okay, since you already know everything you need to know, just speak directly and don't beat around the bush."

"You are already considered a true disciple of Maoshan. You have learned countless secrets of Maoshan."

"Besides, that old master is optimistic about you, and who knows how many benefits he has given you behind the scenes."

"Now that you know all this, why don't you just let me give up my position and let you be the head of Maoshan."

The more Ge Zhenren talked, the angrier he felt, and by the end, he was really angry.

This bastard got all the good stuff.

I didn't take much responsibility, but I got a lot of benefits.

Originally, the real secrets of Maoshan were only as big as the palm of a hand, and they were truly held in the hands of the sect leader and could not be known by ordinary people.

As a result, this bastard fumbled around and actually dug out all these secrets.

Just thinking about it makes him want to quit!

For these secrets, he was so quiet that he didn't dare to speak a word, for fear of accidentally revealing the truth. After working so hard for so long, he was still discovered.

It's all so hard, what's the point?
Just destroy it directly.

Song Feng and Ge Zhenren were confronting each other here, and a lot of secrets came out of their mouths.

However, the other brothers who were listening to the fight between the two great gods wished they had no ears.

"Senior brothers, please stop talking. If you continue, I can't help but start thinking too deeply..."

As he was talking, Junior Brother Zhu and several other old guys also covered their ears.

Damn, is this something they can listen to?
I thought I could have a good chat with my former fellow apprentices this time, and let go of my nature.

No more having to act like a boss.

Who would have thought that the two brothers would play such a big game.

This kind of absolutely secret information, which even they would not be told, was now pouring out of the mouths of the two senior brothers.

What is this for? Killing someone with a borrowed knife?

Believe it or not, he learned the news today, and the master will take them away directly in the evening?

Oh my god.

Although each of them is at least seventy years old, they still have a lot of life left.

Carry it.

Maybe I can really live to be as old as my junior master uncle.

They are still young.

I don't want to die young.

I can’t listen to it. I can’t listen to it!

However, after hearing what Junior Brother Zhu said, Master Ge couldn't help but snort:
"Hehe! It's too late for you to react now! After the things have entered your ears, you better shut up."

"If this news leaks out from any of you, be careful that the Grandmaster will enter your dreams and take you away..."

Anyway, this stuff has already been known by that bastard Song Feng, so the other brothers are not considered outsiders here.

not to mention.

Those who have cultivated to this level and can sit here and drink tea are basically great masters who once achieved great spiritual power.

In other words, every one of these old guys has received inheritance from their ancestors, and there are restrictions in their spiritual altars.

In this regard, he is still very relieved.

Even if a huge accident really happened, the meat would rot in the pot instead of being snatched away by some bastard.

It was a good opportunity for all his fellow disciples to get a taste of what it felt like to have kept the news secret for so many years.

You cannot show your holiness in front of others.

Anyone who has tasted this feeling will know!

After hearing what Master Ge said, the other disciples couldn't help but twitch their lips, and finally understood the eldest disciple's bad taste.

But there's nothing they can do. This thing has already heard them. Do they want to beat themselves into amnesia?
Besides, even if they could beat themselves into amnesia, they couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen to these secrets.

They want to listen but dare not, they are timid but also looking forward to it. This is what they feel at the moment.

"Brother, you have caused us so much trouble..."

When it comes to the real secret, it cannot be explained in just a few words. This is the great secret of spiritual practice.

Just look at Senior Brother Song in front of you and you will know.

Back then, Senior Brother Song was a genius. In the spiritual world, he was a powerful figure and was respected as a grandmaster by many unconventional sects.

That graceful figure roaring through the mountains and forests.

Who wouldn’t be envious?

With Yin-Yang magic and Yaksha Soul-Catching Banner, although he cannot be said to be invincible, his pair of iron fists can beat his peers so hard that they cannot even raise their heads.

He is a great man who is on equal terms with many of the leaders. Even among the leaders, everyone would give him a thumbs up and praise him for being awesome, right?
The result is such a terrifying character.

It took more than 20 years of hard work in the spiritual world to finally figure out these secrets with great perseverance, wisdom and a lot of planning.

Just think about it and you will understand the importance of these secrets.

Now, while they are drinking tea and eating sweet potatoes here, the news suddenly reaches their ears. What should they do?

Nowadays, when they want to sleep, they have to cast a spell to cover their mouths to prevent themselves from talking in their sleep.

The consequences of leaking information are really scary.

Both senior brothers have the same bad taste, they are both trying to cheat people!

After taking a sip of the tea in front of him to moisten his throat, Song Feng became serious:

"Ge Laogui, this time I went up the mountain not just to show off to you, I want to see the ancestral weapon."

"Now, after practicing to this point, every step forward is invaluable. Moreover, the current environment is so difficult that practicing is even more difficult."

"If it weren't for the guidance of many seniors, I'm afraid my future path would not be so easy..."

Anyway, there's no one else to blame for this. We can only blame his bad luck for being born in such an unfortunate era.

The founder of a school who cultivated his spirit to return to the void and ascended to become an immortal is invaluable existence in itself.

Compared to the immortals who have truly refined their spirits and returned to the void.

Those immortals who become immortals through ghost immortals, corpse immortals, or other means are slightly inferior.

In the past, many masters who had cultivated their spirits and returned to the void, even if their teachers were terrible, the environment in which they practiced was not as severe as this.

Now he is challenging the hell copy.

If he doesn't catch the wool and take advantage of it, he might end up living under someone else's roof in the underworld.

However, it would have been better if Song Feng hadn't said anything. As soon as he said that, Master Ge couldn't help but get angry:
"Good fellow, you go wherever the important things are, right? How come you only know how to fleece the sheep of Maoshan?"

"You've been to Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain before, so why didn't you go and get their ancestral artifacts? Don't you know that ancestral artifacts are the eternal foundation of a big immortal?"

You bastard, this is such a beast. He is trying to pull a sheep to death.

After hearing what Master Ge said, Song Feng said very modestly:
"Hey, Senior Brother, look at what you said. We are close, we are family. Am I not returning to my mother's home in Maoshan?"

"Besides, if I go to Mount Longhu to see the ancestral artifacts, and someone asks me why I don't have the aura of Maoshan, what should I say then?"

"Isn't this unfair to you, Brother Mao? So, as soon as I had an idea, I returned to Maoshan, just for your sake!"

(End of this chapter)