Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 113 The True and False Ying Zheng, the Fountain of Immortality

In the silk scroll, Huang Bai briefly recounted the general plot of that world.

Ying Zheng had only been casually flipping through the pages, but the more he looked, the uglier his expression became.

After he finished reading the last line, he fell silent.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, his face showing an expression of discomfort as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Dragon Emperor..."

"A three-headed dragon? What's that? Nonsense!"

Holding the silk scroll, Ying Zheng felt an absurd rage rise in his heart when he learned that the "Ying Zheng" of that other world was actually like this.

Tyrannical, foolish, and manic.

Does this person even deserve to claim the name of Ying Zheng?

Ying Zheng's weary spirits were jolted once more, and a renewed hope for life rekindled in his eyes.

"Nonsense! Absurd!"

"I will not allow such a fool to usurp my prestige!"

His body, which was almost completely exhausted, was able to sit up straight again thanks to this surge of anger.

He could accept his own death, and even accept that future generations would have mixed opinions about his merits and demerits.

He couldn't accept that in another world there was such an absurd thing, shamelessly bearing the name "Ying Zheng".

Therefore, Ying Zheng no longer hesitated.

He used the few remaining rudimentary techniques within his body to quickly ignite the cross-dimensional incense.

The tip of the incense stick glowed a bright scarlet.

Wisps of smoke rose straight into the void, as if leading to the unfathomable depths of the heavens.

Ying Zheng had no right to use this incense.

But before Huang Bai left, he had already mentally planned the world he would travel through.

Now only the final ignition step remains.

The requirements for this incense were not as strict as those for other incenses; it was not necessary for the temple keeper to light it personally, so Ying Zheng could use it himself.

As the incense burned out, the smoke grew thicker.

The sound of the wind in the mountains and forests gradually faded away.

The surrounding light and shadow distorted like ripples on water.

Ying Zheng looked down at his old, withered hands, then slowly raised his head.

In his eyes, the sharp edge he once possessed when he swept across the land reappeared after a long time.

"Haha, fake Ying Zheng! The real Ying Zheng has arrived!"

Whoosh!

As the sandalwood incense burns out, time and space seem to shift.

Ying Zheng disappeared from the spot.

A new world and a new empire await him.

……

the other side.

Inside the ancient temple of the Heavenly Way.

Huang Bai had already returned to the ancient temple when Ying Zheng ascended the throne.

The ancient temple remains deep and silent.

Two new incense sticks appeared in the cauldron.

Huang Bai stepped forward to investigate.

【Copy Incense】: Copies the ability of a defeated opponent, whose cultivation level must be lower than that of the temple master.

【Severing Causes and Effects】: Severing cause and effect, the world you travel to has no Heavenly Dao Talisman missions, you can return at any time, and stay for a maximum of half a year.

The quality of this incense stick is much lower than the previous one.

They cannot stay indefinitely; they can only stay in the target world for a maximum of six months.

However, it is a useful item for Huang Bai.

"The replicated fragrance is quite good."

Huang Bai had a thought and visualized Xu Fu's Taiyin Sea Mirage Fire.

After Xu Fu's death, this fire naturally became an excellent target for replication.

Taiyin Sea Mirage Fire is a cold fire, and its fire nature is yin, with water and fire complementing each other.

This would perfectly complement the Taiyi True Fire in his hands.

If used properly, it will be of great use in alchemy, magical combat, and the creation of illusions.

Soon, the incense burned out.

A wisp of azure flame appeared in the palm of the yellow and white hand.

The flames were not hot; instead, they emitted a faint chill.

Amidst the flickering flames, one could vaguely see the churning sea mist and the rising and falling mirages.

Huang Bai reached out and shook hands.

Azure flames coiled around fingertips, then quietly melted into the palm.

"good."

He then took the opportunity to summarize his current abilities.

Combat spells include Five Elements Thunder Spells, Taiyi True Fire, and Taiyin Cold Fire.

Auxiliary methods include ritual altars, aura observation, dragon-slaying techniques, and origami illusions.

The mythical beasts include the Vermilion Bird and the Cold Dragon. Although they are called mythical beasts, they are actually special magical objects.

In terms of weapons, there is the First Commandment Sword and the Vajra Whisk.

Besides these, there are many other spells, but most of them can only be considered unorthodox or minor techniques.

It's adequate for handling mundane tasks on ordinary days, but it's not worth mentioning when facing a formidable enemy.

Just then, Huang Bai suddenly felt something.

He looked up and gazed outside the ancient temple.

"Huh? Did Ying Zheng light the incense?"

Before leaving the mythological world, he specifically left the cross-world incense he had previously obtained for Ying Zheng.

After this incense is lit, Huang Bai, the temple's master, will also be able to stay awake for three days.

Huang Bai thought for a moment and smiled.

"Why don't we go see a play?"

Perfect timing! He also wanted to see what was going on with the Fountain of Immortality in Shangri-La.

After experiencing several worlds, Huang Bai has come to understand that some forms of immortality are not truly rare.

Given special conditions and a suitable environment, it is indeed possible to create an effect similar to immortality.

In the world of mythology, there is the elixir of immortality; in the world of Ghost Blows Out the Light, there is the Pangu Corpse Moss.

So perhaps the Shangri-La spring water in the mummy world also holds another rule for immortality.

next moment.

The yellow and white figure then disappeared.

……

The Mummy World.

Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Amidst the backdrop of widespread warfare, Shanghai, as the largest city in the Far East, maintained its vibrant and bustling atmosphere.

The Bund is lined with skyscrapers and glittering neon lights.

Rickshaws shuttle through the streets.

On one side is extravagance and debauchery.

On one side, gunfire was simmering beneath the surface.

A foreign couple disembarked from the ship.

The man was tall and wary, with a weapon discreetly concealed at his waist.

The woman possessed an elegant demeanor, intelligent eyes, and a scholarly composure in her manner.

The visitors were none other than the explorer O'Connor and his wife Evelyn.

A young man waved to them from a distance.

"dad!"

"Mother!"

"here!"

The young man was their son, Alex.

At this time, Alex was conducting archaeological excavations in China.

The purpose of the O'Connors' trip was to escort a gemstone known as the "Eye of Shangri-La" to Shanghai.

The family of three was reunited.

Evelyn smiled and went over to hug her son.

Alex was also very excited and kept talking to the two of them.

Only O'Connor remained tense, her eyes constantly scanning the surrounding crowd.

He looked like he was ready to draw his gun at any moment.

Seeing this, Alex couldn't help but ask:

"Dad, are you still worried about that Taoist priest from the East? He's in Egypt, and we don't even know if he's alive or not."

O'Connor's expression remained serious.

"It's always better to be careful."

He couldn't help but feel lingering fear when he thought about his experience of encountering Huang Bai in Egypt.

They were beaten half to death that time, which meant that they didn't have a high status in that incident, and Huang Bai seemed too lazy to kill them.

Otherwise, it's hard to say whether their family would still be alive today.

Soon, the group left the dock with the gems.

The streets of Shanghai were teeming with people.

Cars and rickshaws passed each other on the road.

The three had just crossed a relatively quiet street when a figure suddenly blocked their way.

It was an elderly man with white hair.

His clothes were strange, but his demeanor was extremely composed.

He stood there, his figure clearly aged, yet he gave off a feeling that made people hesitant to approach him.

It was Ying Zheng, who had just transmigrated.

"Please wait a moment, you three."

O'Connor immediately became alert and quietly reached for her waist with her right hand.

Evelyn frowned and said:

"Sir, what's going on here...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng opened his mouth and spat out a wisp of Taiyin Cold Fire.

A flash of eerie blue flame streaked past.

A chill spread instantly.

The three of them didn't even have a chance to react before they were turned into ice sculptures.

Their expressions were still frozen in the previous moment.

Ying Zheng stepped forward and searched the three men's arms, finding a dazzling gem.

The gemstone is crystal clear, and inside it seems to reflect snow-capped mountains, clouds, and spring water.

It is the eye of Shangri-La.

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "These Rakshasa barbarians dare to covet the things of my Chinese nation."

He stroked the Eye of Shangri-La, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes.

The immortal spring water that the old man spoke of should be related to this thing.

"Okay, okay, okay."

"I didn't expect there to be someone here who knows magic."

Suddenly, a man's hearty laughter came from the corner.

Splash!

A series of thuds of leather boots on the ground rang out.

Dozens of gunmen poured out from both sides of the alley and quickly surrounded the area.

The leader was a man in his thirties.

He wore gloves, had a mustache, was dressed in military uniform, and carried a gun at his waist, looking every bit the warlord.

If Shanghai's prominent figures were here, they would surely recognize this man as General Yang.

However, he also has a little-known name: Meng Lie.

Meng Lie's gaze fell on the gem in Ying Zheng's hand, and he spoke calmly:

"Hand over the jewels, and I'll spare your life."

Ying Zheng remained calm and looked up at him.

"You must be Meng Lie?"

Meng Lie was startled.

Very few people know his name.

The old man in front of him had just arrived and immediately recognized him.

"Who are you?"

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, his hair white, yet his aura was as imposing as a mountain.

"I am Ying Zheng."

"The real Qin Shi Huang."

Meng Lie's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "How dare you! Kill him!"

He was about to order his men to open fire.

The next moment, Ying Zheng raised his eyes and swept his gaze across the scene.

The power accumulated by four generations of emperors was fully revealed in that instant.

Although he looked old, he resembled an emperor sitting atop a nine-layered palace.

The imposing aura sent chills down the spines of the gunmen, who hesitated to press the trigger.

Ying Zheng took out the talisman given to him by Huang Bai from his sleeve.

"Take a look at this."

The moment Meng Lie saw the talisman, his pupils contracted slightly.

He wouldn't mistake the aura emanating from this talisman.

It was definitely written by Huang Bai Xianjun himself.

As the temple keeper of the Heavenly Path Temple, Meng Lie certainly had this much insight.

However, while talismans can prove that this person is related to Huang Bai, they cannot completely prove that he is the real Ying Zheng.

Meng Lie did not immediately lower his guard.

Ultimately, both parties agreed to take the Dragon Emperor statue to Shangri-La together and then revive the Dragon Emperor with the gem.

The real and fake Qin Shi Huang faced off.

Soon, the group arrived at the Dragon Emperor's Tomb.

They loaded the Dragon Emperor statue into their car and drove towards Shangri-La.

The convoy traversed mountain roads, dense forests, canyons, and the snow line.

After overcoming numerous obstacles along the way, they finally arrived at a top-secret location.

Ancient statues stand all around this place.

In the center stands a grand hall, and inside the hall is a clear pond.

The pool water was crystal clear, radiating a mysterious white light.

A misty haze rises from the water's surface, invigorating anyone who gets close.

Meng Lie took out the Eye of Shangri-La and embedded the gem into the Dragon Emperor's Chariot.

Wow!

The mysterious power contained within the gemstone spread instantly.

The light flowed along the patterns on the chariot and eventually entered the body of the Dragon Emperor statue.

A human figure made of clay slowly awakens.

As the stone peeled away and the joints moved, a violent aura spread out.

"Hahaha!"

"I'm back to life!"

"I will rule the world!"

"Everyone will become my slaves!"

The clay figure roared to the sky, its laughter wild and piercing.

Meng Lie frowned almost imperceptibly.

This appearance seems quite different from the First Emperor he had imagined.

Just then, the real Ying Zheng sneered from the side.

"Too hot-tempered! You dare call yourself Ying Zheng?"

The clay figure suddenly turned around, its fierce eyes fixed on Ying Zheng.

"Who dares to satirize the Emperor!"

"Aren't you afraid of having your entire family executed?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's face showed even more sarcasm.

"I am also Ying Zheng."

He looked at Meng Lie.

"General Meng, who do you think is the true Qin Shi Huang?"

At this moment, Meng Lie was indeed somewhat bewildered.

One is the Dragon Emperor, protected by his family for a thousand years, yet he's like a madman who only knows how to kill.

The other, with his white hair, possessed the true aura of an emperor.

More importantly, he also possessed a talisman bestowed upon him by the Yellow and White Immortal Lord.

The clay figure drew its long sword and roared, "..."

"Kill him! Kill this old dog who offended the emperor!"

Meng Lie's eyes turned cold.

There was almost no further hesitation.

He turned and bowed to Ying Zheng, saying:

"Your Excellency is the true First Emperor."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, countless gun barrels turned around.

A dense hail of bullets hurtled towards the mud figure.

The mud body was smashed into pieces and flew everywhere.

At the same time, Ying Zheng opened his mouth and spat out a wisp of Taiyin Sea Mirage Fire.

A ghostly blue flame coiled around the clay figure's body, instantly freezing his limbs and chest.

Meng Lie immediately took out the Sun Talisman from the Heavenly Dao Temple, and its golden light slammed into the mud figure.

boom!

At the same time, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky.

The clay figure let out a fierce roar, saying, "No! I am the emperor! I am the immortal Dragon Emperor!"

The man in the mud was filled with regret and hatred. He never expected that his ambition to dominate the country would not be realized, and that he would instead die at the hands of a man who called himself Ying Zheng.

Where did this fake Ying Zheng come from?

His roar was meaningless, and his earthen body crumbled inch by inch.

In the end, the clay figure completely vanished without a trace.

"Old Immortal!"

"Immortal Lord!"

Ying Zheng and Meng Lie both looked up at the sky with surprise.

A crack appeared in the void.

A Taoist priest in a golden crown and black robe slowly descended from the crack.

It is yellow and white.

Huang Bai looked at Meng Lie and smiled:

"Meng Lie, long time no see, your taste is still as good as ever."

Meng Lie immediately knelt on one knee, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"I almost let the false emperor ruin everything. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"I beg your forgiveness, Immortal Lord!"

He secretly rejoiced that he had trusted the real Ying Zheng at the crucial moment.

Otherwise, if they choose the wrong side, not only will they lose their thousand-year mission, but they might not even be able to keep their position as the temple keeper of the Heavenly Dao Temple.

Huang Bai waved his hand.

"It's alright."

After all, it is a mission that spans a millennium.

Being able to change direction at a crucial moment and target the Dragon Emperor is already quite good.

Ying Zheng chuckled and said, "Don't call me Your Majesty. Now that we've entered a new era, it's time to do something for the new era."

Two dynasties ruled, four emperors.

Even the emperor gets tired of being an emperor; it's all the same old monarchical system of ruler and subject.

In this era, it is indeed time to keep pace with the times and create new achievements.

Huang Bai ignored their small talk.

His attention had already fallen on the spring of immortality.

He walked straight to the spring.

The pool water was clear, and white light shimmered around it.

A vitality, completely different from the elixir of immortality in the mythical world, slowly rose from the depths of the spring.

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