The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 477 Ancient Text Divine Dawn
Looking at the seven tiny red fruits, each no bigger than a palm, the few holding the fruits in their hands remained unusually silent.

Just then, Chunyang, who had been mostly silent but had drawn a soft sword from his waist, spoke up:
“Night Emperor, we only came to take the fruit, while you were able to control the entire vine. This is fair to both of us.”

At this point, Chunyang naturally put the fruit into his pocket.

He could sense the fruit's unparalleled benefits; if used in conjunction with the ancient texts outside, his cultivation might advance even further.

This is just the beginning.

Faced with such an opportunity that could rapidly improve one's cultivation, no one would give up.

More importantly, if it weren't for these people taking action, ordinary people would have suffered considerable losses if they had entered.

Now, they are essentially solving all the disasters and all the strange monsters for the Bureau of Investigation.

The wages he received were merely for the fruit in front of him.

Nothing wrong at all!
Upon hearing Chunyang's words, Hades chuckled and nodded, naturally stuffing the palm-sized fruit into his pocket.

"In the old days, farmhands who went to work for landlords and rich people had to get a meal. So why can't we take something with us on this trip?"

"Compared to the fruit we've borne and the control we've gained over the entire vine, you've already received more than half the benefits. What more do you want?"

Seeing these few people speaking up to cover for them, Taiyin and Puti nodded slightly, indicating their strong agreement.

Are you kidding me?
They knew the atmosphere here was off when they arrived, but they came here precisely because they didn't want to be left too far behind by people at the same level.
Those who can enter into meditative states are certainly not fools.

In this era of spiritual revival, he was among the first cultivators, and a genius who reached the Divine Travel level at an extremely fast pace.

They all have a long-term vision.

If they back down now for any reason, they will have absolutely no chance of standing up again in the future.

This is a truly great era of contention.

If they can't reach the top now, they don't think they'll have a good future.

Conversely, if they can seize this opportunity and remain in the lead, then even if Ye Wuxia is uncomfortable, she will still have to endure it.

If a similar opportunity arises again, we will still need to seek cooperation with them.

Only when you clench your fist do you truly own it.

Although the current situation is six against ten, the chances of winning have greatly increased.

Let's not even talk about others.

If any one of the six experts could hold Ye Wuxia back, the others could quickly deal with the other nine.

Do you really think that sensing energy in the realm of spiritual travel is a joke? To put it scientifically, the nerve reaction speed of people at this level is several times that of ordinary people.

In other words, the moment the other party raised their hand, all six of their palms had already landed on the other party's head, and they could clearly see the trajectory of the other party's body.

This is the master of mind travel.

Although the opponent had many weapons, as long as they couldn't use them, the area within ten steps was practically their domain as masters of divine travel.

With a single pounce, they'd be dead before they even saw a shadow of anyone. What could they possibly be afraid of?

On the contrary, for these people, the tactic of flying a kite from a distance is the most deadly, because physical strength will eventually be exhausted, and the senses of energy will eventually become fatigued.

If it weren't for these obvious drawbacks, I reckon one of them would be a person who doesn't eat beef.

Seeing that the six people opposite him were now united, Ye Wuxia took a deep breath and then said:
Let them be!

As soon as he finished speaking, the other nine people also put down their weapons and moved closer to Ye Wuxia.

This situation meant that not only Song Feng and his group dared not consume the fruit here, but even Ye Wuxia did not dare.

Ye Wuxia dared not gamble on whether the other party would take advantage of the moment he consumed the exotic fruit to attack them.

more importantly.

Compared to the fruits obtained by the others, which they could consume to increase their strength, Ye Wuxia needed to study the one in her hand.

The gap in strength widens little by little.

When resources are available, Ye Wuxia's strength grows rapidly, but when it comes to resources that are inaccessible in the material world, they can only hold her back.

Just as the group was facing off, one of the nine people was seen drawing the entire environment of the valley at an extremely fast speed.

Although the signal is weak here and I can't take pictures, the sketch drawn by this person is truly perfect.

Even if you compare it with a black and white photograph, it probably wouldn't be as beautiful, expressive, or charming as his sketch.

It can truly be described as penetrating to the core.

The others were collecting leaves from the vines, or soil samples; they were all professionals.

It gives people a strange sense of professionalism.

After the group went out and memorized the many ancient inscriptions in front of the door, they nodded to each other and then followed Ye Wuxia out of the mist.

Everything was perfectly normal when I went out.

Even though there were guards, upon seeing Ye Wuxia and the people behind him, they escorted Song Feng and the others out of the desolate mountain area.

"As the saying goes, 'The green hills remain unchanged and the clear waters flow forever.' After this farewell, we will meet again in the desolate world. Take care, everyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Feng, holding the fruit, moved through the forest at an extremely fast speed.

His aura quickly pressed downwards, disappearing into the forest without a trace, leaving no trace of his presence.

Upon seeing Song Feng's actions, the others were also horrified and immediately used their own methods to run in other directions.

Seeing the group leave in a flustered manner, a smile appeared on Ye Wuxia's lips:
"Heh, why aren't you tough anymore?"

Although his words were somewhat teasing, a hint of seriousness appeared in Ye Wuxia's eyes as he reported on the fruit and the strange vines inside.

Many people couldn't sleep that night.

……

Back in his room, having already scouted the area and found it safe, Song Feng simply took out the fruit:
“The combination of rare and precious materials with ancient characters—isn’t this specifically designed to enhance the strength of cultivators like us at the Divine Travel level?” Song Feng didn’t say anything, and directly swallowed the fruit. Immediately afterward, the energy on his body resonated in accordance with the shapes of the numerous characters.

The meaning of the characters themselves is not important; what matters is the resonance between the various energies and the ancient texts depicted in the Song Dynasty style.

Subtly, the various energies that filled his body began to merge with his flesh and blood and the ancient texts, integrating into his body.

Faintly, within the peculiar ancient script that had truly merged into his body, wisps of divine light began to emerge, making Song Feng's body even more substantial.

Nothing happened that night. Specks of divine light shimmered on Song Feng's body. Although the lights were off, the room was still brightly lit!

"brush!"

A divine light suddenly burst forth from Song Feng's eyes. He then opened them, sensing the energy and divine light within his body, and slowly uttered a sigh:

"Now that the ancient texts are engraved in my body, my essence, energy, and spirit burst forth and forge divine light. This is truly like embarking on the path of cultivation."

"Although the divine light emanating from one or two ancient texts is not much, it is a truly extraordinary power that can be mastered to open the door to cultivation!"

Thinking of this, I saw Song Feng stretch out his hand, and at that moment, crackling lightning flashed across his hand.

These tiny bolts of lightning may only appear as arcs of light, and might not even be able to harm a person, but the fact that they can manifest outside the body signifies the high level of this power.

"With the blessing of the Divine Dawn, the body is no longer a mortal body, no longer just an empty ball filled with qi, but a truly refined iron that has been forged through countless trials."

"Although it may still be a bit far from being able to withstand bullets head-on, this is just the beginning. When all three thousand divine runes are engraved in my body, that will be the time when I will truly be powerful!"

As they spoke, they could see faint streams of divine light flowing over Song Feng's body, and in a daze, more than a dozen unique ancient characters formed on his body.

Now, he has used the power of the fruit to stimulate the essence in his body, and used the fruit to refine his qi and ancient texts, which is how he has cultivated such divine light.

It was only a dozen or so ancient texts.

If all three thousand divine runes were fused into his body, he would probably be equivalent to a living, self-propelled missile.

Judging from his current divine soul at the Divine Travel level, which is constantly generating divine light through the fusion of essence, energy, and spirit, and continuously combining with ancient texts.

The current forging of divine light is very likely a cultivation of the Divine Travel Realm, but this cultivation may involve the application of higher-level powers, which can only be known by entering the Wilderness World.

I don't know how this world evolved. It's clearly one world, but it has evolved into a real material world and another extraordinary, barbaric world of gods and demons.

With such a foundation, it's no wonder that this tributary of time ranks in the upper-middle range among many tributaries of time.

If one were to utilize all the resources of both worlds and fuse them into one to the limit, one might actually be able to grasp a great supernatural power.

In the time that followed, Song Feng made no plans to go out, but instead stayed in his small building refining ancient texts.

Now that Shenxi has been born, its extraordinary power is a genuine and real force that can transform the fake into the real, and it is capable of influencing reality.

Qi (vital energy) may sound mystical, but it's nothing more than stimulating the body's potential to nourish it.

It seems that their physical bodies are already superhuman in the eyes of ordinary people, and they can leap dozens of feet at a time, as if they can shrink the earth to an inch.

However, their bodies only appear powerful because they have reached the limits of their physical bodies and then fill them with qi, which is not actually the case.

In reality, that's the case.

Their bodies can still be pierced by bullets, but with the support of their internal energy, their muscles are essentially strengthened through training and special methods, making them more resilient than ordinary people.

But it's different now.

With the power of the Divine Dawn flowing through his body, his body was truly being elevated, rather than just having his resistance to blows or his athletic ability enhanced.

Even Song Feng could vaguely sense that with the refinement of the divine light, his essence, energy, and spirit were improving, as if it were increasing his origin.

This manifests in his body as his flesh, blood, and bone marrow are no longer those of an ordinary person. With the growth and development of divine light, he can be described as having golden skin and jade meridians, mercury blood and silver marrow, which is terrifying!
Several months passed.

After continuous cultivation and using the remaining medicinal power to imprint nearly a hundred ancient characters on his body, Song Feng suddenly opened his eyes:

"brush!"

A divine light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he stood up instantly, as if he were walking on the wind, without creating a ripple, and arrived on the roof of the room.

They headed towards the sea.

All that could be seen was a strange energy rising from the ocean, seemingly moving northwards.

"This familiar aura... could it be that the Wilderness World is about to open?"

Looking into the depths of the ocean in the distance, Song Feng's eyes grew serious.

He originally thought that the entrance to this wild world would likely be near Haicheng, but he never expected that the entrance to this wild world was still moving.

If it were to be moved, that would be a different story. Although with his strength, he could now easily turn iron into mud.

The problem is that his physical body has only undergone a partial sublimation, but has not experienced a complete transformation.

According to Song Feng's estimation, if all three thousand ancient texts were imprinted in his body, his body would be absolutely indestructible.

Even if bullets hit him, they would not harm his body; in fact, they would make a clanging sound.

"Alright, since we're by the sea, let's take a small boat. It's just some seawater, and as long as we have a foothold, we can sail on the ocean."

Thinking of this, Song Feng's body crackled and popped, and the whistling wind seemed to grow stronger. In an instant, he arrived at the foot of the courtyard.

boom! !

As the divine light surged within his body, it was as if he were wearing a robe forged from lightning arcs.

More importantly, as the divine light crackled and popped around him, it completely eliminated the resistance in the air, not only not hindering him, but actually assisting him.

the other side.

Having also consumed the strange fruit, Ye Wuxia, whose body was bursting with divine light, now seemed to be slicing through the void with the long sword in his hand, and one could even see one after another sword aura crisscrossing across it.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

Although the blade's energy was only three inches outside the blade, it sliced ​​through a sheet of iron with a smooth motion.

Sitting aboard the cruise ship, which was entirely controlled by the Investigation Bureau, Ye Wuxia quietly gazed at the empty space in front of the ship:
"If the energy changes again, we might have to enter the Arctic Circle. At that point, we can't just send troops to blockade us from the high seas, and things will get complicated..."

(End of this chapter)