Born Saints: Starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 87: Obtaining Supernatural Powers and the Position of Wind-Guardian!

A cool mountain breeze blows as the first rays of dawn illuminate the scene.

Su Chen took Da Huang back to the wooden house at the foot of the Eighty-Nine Peaks.

As soon as he entered the room, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and focused his attention on the various Taoist techniques.

After scanning over various Daoist techniques, his perception finally focused on the Soul-Separating Wind.

"Let's try the Soul-Separating Wind first—"

With this in mind, he immediately began to carefully comprehend the Daoist technique of separating the soul from the wind.

Countless pieces of knowledge and insights about the Soul-Separating Wind surfaced in his mind.

He re-examined every detail.

Originally, Bifeng had reached the perfect state and there was almost no possibility of further improvement, but at this moment, in his extremely serious state, coupled with his comprehension at the level of a supreme sage, he was able to achieve even greater success.

He could clearly sense that there was still room for improvement in the Soul-Separating Wind Technique!

A sudden realization dawned on him, and he murmured to himself, "Is this what they call the divine connection through Taoist magic?"

With this in mind, he immediately calmed down and began to carefully comprehend and deduce.

The knowledge and insights gained from countless departed souls were dismantled, improved, and recombined under his deduction, advancing towards the realm of divinity.

time flies.

The golden sun overhead moved slowly and gradually set behind the mountain.

The light outside dimmed.

As the moon rose, its bright light shone through the window and into the wooden house, landing on Su Chen's shoulder.

He was completely unaware, and the deduction continued.

night.

child time.

In the wooden house.

Suddenly, a series of low, mournful sobs began to rise.

It resembles wind but is not wind, it resembles crying but is not crying.

The Soul-Separating Wind slowly swirled around Su Chen, formless and intangible, carrying a chilling aura that could cause even the most mortal to lose their body and soul with each wisp.

Suddenly, Su Chen opened his eyes.

A notification sound also rang in my ears.

"Your comprehension is extraordinary; your mastery of the Daoist technique 'Soul Separation from the Wind' has reached a divine level, and you have comprehended the supernatural power of 'Soul Separation from the Wind.'"

[Introduction to the Supernatural Power of Soul Separation and Wind-Riding Technique, Comprehension +300]

[Innate Talent & Comprehension: 12025 (Sage and Worthy, Unparalleled Throughout History)]

"Just started learning, and you've already gained 300 points in comprehension?"

A look of surprise appeared in Su Chen's eyes.

Furthermore, as the Daoist technique of Soul Separation Wind transformed into a divine power, he clearly felt that the range and power of Soul Separation Wind had increased by at least five times!

If he were still at the peak of Qi Refining, and faced those Yin creatures like the Xuan Yin Jellyfish and the Thousand Soul Locust Tree again, he would be confident that he could instantly kill them with just the Soul-Separating Wind, blowing their souls away from their bodies!

"Is this the power of supernatural abilities?"

Su Chen was a little surprised.

Even mastering just one supernatural power is enough for a cultivator to overcome the strong with the weak!

Of course, even though that's what he said, he also clearly felt how difficult it was to comprehend supernatural powers.

"My previous comprehension level was over 11,000. Even I needed half a day to comprehend it before I could transform Taoist techniques into supernatural powers, let alone others."

Su Chen shook his head.

For cultivators at the Qi Refining stage, unless they encounter an extraordinary opportunity, it is absolutely impossible for them to comprehend supernatural powers.

Just as Su Chen was thinking this...

As the Daoist arts leave the soul and the wind connects with the divine, it transforms into supernatural powers.

From the supernatural power of the Soul-Separating Wind, Su Chen sensed something and gradually gained some insights.

Soon, another notification sound rang in his ears.

[You possess extraordinary comprehension. Through the supernatural power of separating the soul from the wind, you have grasped a glimpse of the profound mystery of the Dao of Wind, and have become a Wind Guide.]

[Gained the position of Wind Guide, Comprehension +1132]

[Innate Talent & Comprehension: 13157 (Sage and Worthy, Unparalleled Throughout History)]

"A corrupt official?"

"His comprehension even increased by 1132 points?"

After Su Chen regained consciousness, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

suddenly!

This time!

In the darkness, a certain place seemed to be attracting him, wanting to draw his soul and consciousness into it.

"This is?"

After hesitating for a moment, Su Chen did not stop him.

Soon, his vision went dark, and he arrived at a mysterious place.

It was pitch black all around.

That kind of blackness was not the darkness of night, but a kind of stagnant nothingness, with no sky and no earth, as if all directions had lost their meaning.

To his right stood rows of ancient chairs.

These chairs are tall and heavy, standing silently in the darkness, without any support, yet they exist steadily, stretching as far as the eye can see, as if they have existed here since time immemorial.

"here it is?"

Su Chen's eyes showed surprise.

After regaining his senses, he noticed that he was also sitting in an old-fashioned chair.

The chair felt cold and real to the touch, as if it were not an illusion.

The chair has a simple and dignified shape, with rough lines and sharp angles, exuding an indescribable sense of vicissitude, as if it has been eroded by endless years.

The chair back is high, almost like a standing stone wall.

Its surface is covered with mottled marks, as if it has been repeatedly polished by wind and sand, or as if it has been imbued with the breath of countless years, making it appear ancient and heavy.

What kind of place is this dark environment?

And what about these seats?

With this in mind, he carefully examined the seats.

Each seat exudes an ancient feel, with various wind shapes carved on them.

At the same time, on these ancient seats, sat various illusory figures.

These phantoms have somewhat blurry faces and figures; you can only see their general shape, but you can't make out their specific appearance.

However, judging from their Taoist robes, they all seem to be cultivators.

As he was examining these ancient chairs...

At that moment, the figure in the seat next to him, which had been somewhat faint, suddenly changed.

The figure was dressed in a feathered Taoist robe, which was wide and had sleeves that hung down, giving it a light and ancient feel.

At first, the phantom was like condensed mist, with only its outline barely discernible. But in the next instant, the phantom quickly solidified, becoming clear from its hazy state.

However, her facial features were still veiled in a thin mist, making them difficult to see clearly.

soon.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a slightly indistinct face appeared in his sight.

Looking at the Taoist priest, a thought suddenly popped into Su Chen's mind.

A corrupt official?

He had a series of guesses about his current situation.

"I should be a 'wind-sweeper' now too—"

This "wind guide" is a position or divine office that one attains upon reaching a certain stage in one's spiritual practice.

Does this represent the degree of control over the Wind Path Fruit?

It takes almost no thought to know from the title "Wind Guide" that this Wind Guide must be the lowest level.

"So, there are positions above that?"

Su Chen's gaze narrowed slightly.

The thought had just arisen.

Suddenly, the darkness above trembled slightly.

Above him, from the darkness, a series of incredibly mysterious wind staircases rapidly appeared.

The steps are woven from countless fine wind patterns, seemingly not a solid entity, layer upon layer, extending upwards.

Each step of the staircase is entwined with winds of different shapes.

Yin wind, gale, heavenly wind —

The stairs lead all the way up.

The higher you go, the more complex the wind patterns become, and the heavier the wind pressure becomes.

It was as if this was not a staircase, but a path leading to the Fruit of the Wind!