The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 392: Blessing in the Mountains
Looking deep into the distant mountains, I saw that the depths of the mountains were boiling like water in a frying pan.

Birds, beasts, insects and fish all flew quickly towards the depths of the mountains, flapping their wings as if they would be left behind if they ran slower.

The most amazing are the various birds, including sparrows, eagles, swans, nightingales, crows, magpies, golden eagles, cuckoos... there are too many of them to count.

Many birds fluttered in the sky, as if they had turned into a black sky, safely covering the land and forming a shadow visible to the naked eye in the mountains and forests.

One magpie after another seemed to turn into a long staircase, as if they were heading to the legendary Magpie Bridge Meeting.

The jackals, tigers and leopards on the ground were running towards the mountains for their lives. The terrifying noises shocked the entire forest.

However, under such a great movement, small animals like rabbits and mice are not afraid of the majesty of carnivores.

One by one, they followed large carnivores such as tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves, as if something was attracting them and allowing them to get rid of their innate fear.

Here, you can see weasels and hares walking together, tigers and white deer running wildly. At this moment, nature seems to have no classes.

It's like all things are really equal.

Seeing this scene, Song Feng's eyes showed a trace of solemnity, and then he looked deeply into the interior of the Hundred Thousand Mountains:
"It seems that I have underestimated the terrifying extent of the demon fairy inside. To be able to have such power, I am afraid that either he himself has extraordinary bloodline!"

If only magic power or supernatural powers were used to summon, this scene of all things submitting would not appear.

Especially these many flying birds, their terrifying posture like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, made Song Feng think more.

"The true dragon is the king of the sea. It does not practice the way of qi. All adults have the power to reach the sky. They can grow big or small, rise or hide. They are the overlords of the water and the princes of the marshes."

"The only ones who can rival them are probably the Nanming Mountains, which are suppressed in endless underground fires and the Phoenix Clan, who are able to be reborn in Nirvana and are regarded as the royal family among birds."

"I hope I guessed wrong this time. Otherwise, this might be a bit troublesome. The real dragons of the dragon clan are still soft persimmons, but the phoenix clan is really a hot potato!"

During his trip to Youluo Palace and his subsequent practice, Song Feng had already gained some understanding of some basic conditions in the current practice world.

Dragons are lustful by nature. They like to spread seeds and leave bloodlines. All beasts pay homage to them, and all beasts can transform into dragons.

No matter if you have a dragon shape, dragon aura, or a dragon appearance, as long as you want to become a dragon, you can become a real dragon one day.

This is the horror of the dragon clan.

It is also because of this that the dragon clan occasionally gives birth to true dragon cubs, which are pure-blooded true dragons and can rival true immortals when they grow up.

The one that can be ranked alongside the dragon clan is the phoenix, which is known as the overlord of birds. However, the phoenix does not leave seeds everywhere like the dragon clan.

The phoenix has the power of nirvana and rebirth.

Their race is not only the royal family among birds, but also has very few offspring, and each of them has the ability to know everything.

Although both the Dragon Clan and the Ancient Hegemonic Clan are ancient hegemonic clans, the Dragon Clan is more numerous, so the ancient hegemonic clan's luck and tradition are relatively scattered and not as terrifying.

But the phoenix is ​​extremely rare.

As the saying goes, a phoenix never lands where there is no treasure. Every phoenix that truly appears in the world embodies the luck and tradition of the Phoenix clan.

It’s hard to say, the phoenix that appeared might be an old creature from many years ago.

What's even scarier is.

There are truly extraordinary things in the Phoenix clan’s nirvana.

"The leader once said that the Phoenix Clan's rebirth after Nirvana not only has the effect of healing injuries, but can even be reborn and live a new life."

“Even the True Dragon Clan cannot stop the calamity of being lost, but in front of the Phoenix, they can be given a second life.”

“Although after Nirvana, it is equivalent to the beginning of another life, it is extremely terrifying and people dare not provoke it.”

For example, when the founder of a religion preaches, don’t think that he is talking about some great principle or great law. That is absolutely impossible. The founder of a religion also believes in doing whatever he wants.

He says whatever he thinks of, and talks about whatever he thinks of, from all over the world, common stories, ancient secrets, all mixed together.

Why is it that those senior brothers and sisters who have already reached a certain level of practice never miss a sermon when they encounter the founder's preaching?
They came not only to listen to the Patriarch's sermons, but also to listen to the secret stories and legends that the Patriarch occasionally remembered.

Perhaps one of these stories will bring them great opportunities and good fortune one day in the future.

Especially some deeper secrets, if they were not spoken by the big shots here, the public would not know them.

This is the kind of secrecy we want.

For many senior brothers who have cultivated to the level of True Saint, if they want to further comprehend the cause and effect, there are too many things they need to explore.

They might be tricked by others because of a small matter, so they will naturally absorb knowledge greedily and not miss anything.

Why are those who can learn magic from the sermons of the Patriarch so proud?
It's not that they are bad, but that they really have the ability to understand. After all, out of every ten times the leader preaches, maybe only once he talks about magic.

This time, I will talk about magic, and a lot of it is about the principles of related spells, but I will not teach you how to operate them specifically.

The great truth can be passed on, but the magic is difficult to teach.

Teaching the great way of spiritual practice is beneficial to the world and also provides a path to immortality, but magic spells that can hurt and kill people are not spread very often.

This is what many of today’s religious leaders and many great supernatural powers do.

The Tao is so vast that many religious founders are willing to spread it so that more people can walk on the avenue and widen the road.

He could tell about several great ways and countless methods of cultivation, and he would even give instructions and bring along those who found something interesting to teach.

But they don’t teach much about magic.

If you can understand it, it means you have sufficient Taoism skills and a strong enough character to control your own magic. If you can't understand it, then forget it.

Really talk about it.

Among all the founders, the Qingyou Sect Master is the one who dotes on his disciples the most. It is said that when the Qingwei Sect Master preaches, he really preaches.

Legend has it that his most famous sermon attracted tens of thousands of guests, but he spoke for seven days and seven nights, but no one understood.

Otherwise, why do people say that they are taking the elite route?

Even if the great truth is laid out before you, you can only doze off and cannot listen at all.

Of course, the problem mentioned here is what many religious leaders show to their many disciples, but it is different for their direct disciples.

After all, many of the disciples have been certified by the founder, they have practiced, have attained the Tao, and have a future.

Among the disciples of Youluo Palace, which one does not master a method of practicing a magical skill, and which one does not possess an extraordinary magical weapon?

Not to mention Youluo Palace.

The several immortal leaders who sit in Xuanyu Palace are all extremely powerful. In fact, because of their small numbers, each of them is extremely wealthy.

The Kongtong Immortal was one of the immortal leaders, a true saint with extraordinary magical powers. It can only be said that the magical power is easy to get started, but difficult to practice. The great magic that outsiders cannot find is already a standard in the true teachings of the three religions.

The only difference lies in the disciple's cultivation level and the level of his supernatural powers. This is the real key point.

Transform yourself.

Song Feng's body shape changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a golden eagle, following closely behind the bird in the distance.

He didn't know about this change until he turned into a golden eagle. He felt a mysterious call coming from the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The call was very cordial, as if it really was the king of birds calling his subjects.

That is to say, this golden eagle was just transformed by him. Any true immortal who had cultivated a golden eagle would probably respond to this call.

"I'm afraid my guess is about to come true..."

With this thought in mind, Song Feng spread his wings, concealed his breath, and followed the group of birds like an ordinary golden eagle.

Before this, Song Feng revealed his identity in the human territory. On the one hand, the human king's luck was extraordinary, and on the other hand, he really did not hide his figure too well.

But it’s different now. He really used the mysterious power of gods and demons to transform into a golden eagle. It can be said that everything from his body to his blood is a golden eagle.

This is the power of the changes in mysterious skills.

As they arrived deep into the mountains, they saw that jackals, tigers, leopards, beasts and birds had already found their positions in the deep forests.

Song Feng also picked a small hill, found a tree branch, stood on it, and just looked quietly at the figure sitting cross-legged in the void.

Looking closely, I saw that the figure was very mysterious. There seemed to be a mysterious Taoist aura flowing around him, and there seemed to be colorful light lingering from his body.

The clothes he wore were very luxurious, as if made of gold and jade, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were full of divine light, and his nose was slightly high. When his eyes swept over, he showed his arrogance.

It's a feeling of pride deep in the bones.

There was no need for him to speak or move, just looking at him made me feel as if I was being despised.

To put it simply, in the eyes of this mysterious being, everything in the world seems like garbage.

That look was like looking at garbage. Even though Song Feng was hiding among the birds and knew that it was not him, he couldn't help but twitch his lips at this moment.

"Well, this case is probably closed. This person is probably the king of the bird clan, a member of the Phoenix clan."

Among the bird clan, there are many who are naturally arrogant, and as the king of the bird clan, he is even more arrogant to the extreme.

There is no need to see his true form.

Just look at this mysterious existence, he looks at everyone with contempt, so we can conclude that he must be a member of the Phoenix clan.

No need to run!
As the night deepened, when the hundreds of thousands of mountains gradually became quiet, the depths of the mountains had become extremely terrifying.

Through a little moonlight, looking towards the forest, I saw round eyes everywhere, one pair after another, flashing blue light.

The overwhelming eyes, like the stars, are all staring at the sky quietly, which makes people shudder.

No matter whether they hide during the day and come out at night, or hide at night and come out during the day, at this moment, they seem to have changed their daily routine.

Open your eyes at this moment.

The moon was at its zenith. All that could be seen was the mysterious man sitting cross-legged in the air, with five-colored mystical light emanating from his body. He was performing a mysterious ancient ritual towards the sky:

“…Blessing!”

The voice is very ancient, and the language seems to have originated from ancient times, with a sense of vastness and simplicity that seems to have been passed down from ancient times.

There is a strange power contained in this voice. Even though Song Feng has not learned a similar language, he can understand it.

more importantly.

As this inexplicable force descended from the sky.

Faintly, he felt that something seemed to be affected on the golden eagle's body. Everything gathered together and merged with the wild beasts and birds in the mountains and forests to form a unique aura.

The combined energy is very magical.

Indistinctly, it seemed as if it was constantly weaving and connecting, as if it had turned into a patio, filled with the bright moon in the sky.

While flying, Song Feng followed this energy, just like a frog in a well looking at the sky.

Looking up at the sky through this energy, one can only see the round bright moon in the sky, and no other living creatures.

It was as if endless energy formed a thick wall that separated him from many living beings.

Faintly, a mysterious aura was squeezed out from the hands of this mysterious being, and then many energies were connected together and flew towards the sky.

In the void, it turned into a chain, seemingly connected to the bright moon in the dark, and then it blessed him.

Vaguely, I could only see the bright moon in the sky, as if it had really turned into a round disk.

"Tick tock..."

A little bit of the essence of the stars and the moon condensed from the disc, just like turning into drops of dew and falling on people.

Its shape was like an oil droplet, with thousands of golden threads, and when it was sprinkled, it seemed that there were golden crumbs falling from the sky, landing above many creatures.

Drops of dew fell from the sky.

Following the unique energy generated on Song Feng's spiritual platform, tracing back to its source, it landed on Song Feng's spiritual platform:

"Boom~"

A strange sound came from the spiritual platform, and the eyes of the animals and birds, which were originally more or less spiritual or not spiritual, suddenly lit up.

Faintly, it seemed as if there was a little light of wisdom emanating from within.

boom! !

A terrifying force descended from the sky, and the mysterious man looked unfathomable, and a five-colored divine light bloomed from his body. Faintly, there seemed to be a phantom with wings spread out appearing from behind him.

The moment its true form was revealed, thousands of birds became excited, and the energy that had originally calmed down quickly began to boil up like oil boiling in a raging fire.

A strange force came towards him along with the energy.

Song Feng temporarily blocked this energy.

But the many birds around him, one by one, seemed to have taken tonic pills, and their bodies had grown visibly!

(End of this chapter)