Taoist priests in the supernatural world

"Shi Jian!"

"Wake up quickly!"

Huang Bai manifested as a winged being, wielding a magic sword that slashed at the void.

The moment the sword light fell, the connection between Shi Jian and the Maoshan Patriarch was severed on the spot.

boom!

The lightning above the altar suddenly dimmed.

The thunderous dharma image behind Shi Jian swayed slightly.

The oppressive aura emanating from the blessings of the patriarchs and the Dharma realm is visibly weakening.

……

Within the Yin Earth Dharma Realm of Maoshan.

Above the altar, the golden mirror reflecting the magical battle in the mortal realm trembled violently.

Bathed in golden light, the Maoshan Celestial Master suddenly stood up, his eyes revealing undisguised shock.

"Immortal Taoists!"

"What a formidable alchemist!"

The term "immortal Taoist" refers to a cultivator who does not need to pay homage to the heavens or borrow magic from gods; all their power comes from their own cultivation.

In ancient mythology, the immortals who lived in seclusion in the mountains, ate the clouds and drank the dew, and lived a carefree life, refer to this type of Taoist immortal.

They do not rely on gods, do not worship ghosts, and are not bound by the law; all their spiritual attainment resides within themselves.

The gods can extinguish incense offerings.

The Dharma realm can sever the power of borrowing.

Immortal Taoists are different. As long as their own cultivation remains, no matter how much you try to sever heaven and earth, you cannot sever their fundamental nature.

"No wonder they were able to sever the connection between the gods and the Taoist priests."

Looking at the strange image of the winged man manifesting in the mirror, the Maoshan Celestial Master understood.

Shi Jian was defeated.

Shi Jian's magical skills may be no less than Huang Bai's.

But Shi Jian ultimately resorted to borrowing methods, which were both his strengths and his weaknesses.

Once the legal means are severed, Shi Jian will have little chance of winning.

The Taoist master of Maoshan remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a soft sigh.

"If Shi Jian can use this to overcome his inner tribulations, it won't be a bad thing."

The faces of the several Maoshan masters standing nearby were complicated.

They thought this would be a battle that would make Maoshan famous.

Unexpectedly, it turned into Shi Jian's tribulation battle.

……

The Divine Firmament Thunder Palace, where thunder roars with immense force.

Countless bolts of lightning intertwined in the void, forming a net.

At the very center of the lightning, sat an old man with white hair and beard.

It was none other than the Celestial Master Shenxiao of Longhu Mountain.

He gazed at the scene of magical battles in the lower realm, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"Unbeatable."

"We should quickly befriend him in order to gain his understanding from the authorities."

To deal with Huang Bai, you would have to lure him into the Divine Firmament Thunder Palace.

Otherwise, in the mortal realm, Longhu Mountain would have no hope of victory.

Moreover, the incense at Longhu Mountain is now in decline, and the new dynasty's ban remains in effect.

If the conflict with Huang and Bai continues, the decline will be difficult to reverse.

"Consider the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal and the Vajra Whisk as a gift for our first meeting."

"No, I don't want it."

Shenxiao Celestial Master secretly made up his mind.

With this single battle, the Huaxia Prayer Association will become the new leader of the Taoist sect.

If Longhushan wants to preserve its heritage, it should immediately bow its head and cooperate.

Once Longhu Mountain completely declines, the so-called Celestial Master family will be nothing more than an empty name in the dusty archives.

……

among the crowd.

Four Eyes and Thousand Cranes were prominently listed.

Si Mu stared at Huang Bai, who had manifested as a winged human in mid-air, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Our skills have improved somewhat in the past few years."

"But compared to Master Huang, he's still a bit lacking."

Chizuru gazed at the golden wings in the sky, her deep green eyes flickering slightly.

He didn't speak, he just nodded slightly.

This isn't just a slight difference; they're practically from completely different worlds.

……

Above the altar.

Huang Bai approached Shi Jian closely.

Shi Jian had disheveled hair, and lightning danced wildly around him.

Upon hearing Huang Bai's words, "Wake up quickly," he not only failed to regain his senses but became even angrier.

"Nonsense! What calamity is this?"

He roared and threw out both fists.

Boom boom boom!

Lightning Fist was unleashed in succession.

Strands of azure lightning bolts pierced the sky, heading straight for Huang Bai's face.

Amidst the lightning, Shi Jian's eyes turned blue, and his face became ferocious, no longer displaying the dignified demeanor of the Maoshan Sect Leader he once possessed.

At this moment, he was more like a demon whose mind had been corrupted by the backlash of the thunder magic.

The yellow and white figure remained suspended in mid-air.

Five thunderbolts swirled in his palm, and bolts of golden lightning fell, precisely neutralizing Shi Jian's thunder magic.

The two lightning spells collided repeatedly, blasting the night sky bright with light.

The banners surrounding the square fluttered in the thunder and wind.

The Taoist priests in the front row turned pale and couldn't help but back away.

After more than ten moves, Shi Jian, having lost the blessing of his ancestor's magic power, finally began to fall into a disadvantageous position.

His thunder was still fierce, but its power was not as great as before.

The yellow and white thunderbolts continued endlessly, and the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth rotated in a continuous cycle.

Shi Jian grew increasingly anxious as he fought.

The more urgent the situation, the more chaotic the lightning magic becomes.

The more chaotic the thunder magic becomes, the more scattered the mind's energy becomes.

Finally, Huang Bai raised his hand and pointed.

boom!

A bolt of golden lightning shattered the stone-hard protective lightning beam directly.

Shi Jian felt a tremendous force strike his chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily off the altar.

boom!

The ground was smashed into a large crater.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Shi Jian lay supine in the pit, his body charred black, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.

There was dead silence all around.

Everyone held their breath.

Above the sky, the winged being with golden wings slowly descended.

The magic sword in Huang Bai's hand shimmered with mysterious light, its tip pointing directly at Shi Jian's brow.

The sword's edge drew ever closer, its icy sharpness reflecting in Shi Jian's pupils.

Under the immense terror of life and death, Shi Jian gradually calmed down.

Even the excruciating pain in my chest seemed to have become distant.

He seemed to hear again the words his master had said when he first learned thunder magic.

One should align one's mind with the Way and one's vital energy with Heaven.

Shi Jian's eyes flickered slightly.

"So that's how it is. I've already fallen into demonic possession."

The practice of Maoshan Thunder Magic does indeed go through a stage of evil magic.

During this stage, the Thunder Mage is short-tempered, competitive, and has a strong desire to kill.

Only by passing through the stage of the Five Thunder Evil Technique and washing away the restlessness in one's heart can one cultivate the true Five Thunder Righteous Technique.

At that time, thunder magic was no longer just a technique of killing, but a dual perfection of mind and cultivation.

As the head of Maoshan Sect, Shi Jiangui had no senior disciples to supervise him.

Over time, he came to believe that everything he was doing was the right thing.

The child was not properly raised and became overly competitive.

These things accumulated little by little, eventually turning into the human calamity we see today.

If Huang Bai hadn't publicly pushed him to the brink of life and death today, he probably wouldn't have woken up yet.

"This tribulation of life, in the end, was not overcome."

The moment the thought arose, my mind became clear.

The violent aura on Shi Jian's face gradually dissipated.

His originally charred face gradually became peaceful.

His eyebrows and hair turned from black to white.

In an instant, it acquired a somewhat otherworldly and ethereal air.

hum!

The sword's edge stopped steadily three inches from Shi Jian's brow, its sharp energy causing blood to seep from his brow.

Under the night sky.

Huang Bai sheathed his magic sword and also concealed his winged appearance.

He looked at Shi Jian, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"It seems you have seen through the illusion and freed yourself from worldly tribulations."

Shi Jian's change also served as a wake-up call for Huang Bai.

Those who cultivate the Tao should not blindly pursue techniques and methods.

No matter how powerful the magic, it is merely a tool for protecting the path.

Once technique surpasses principle, one's character will be distorted by the power.

When disaster strikes, one calamity after another may befall you, and you may not wake up every time.

If Huang Bai were to kill Shi Jian with a single sword strike today, it would certainly be a swift and decisive victory.

Killing Shi Jian only ends one phase of the evil consequence.

Awakening Shi Jian can resolve even more karmic entanglements.

Sometimes, not pushing someone to the brink of destruction is a more skillful way to end things.

Shi Jian stood up from the pit.

His clothes were tattered, and his beard and hair were all white, but he no longer had the frenzy and fierceness he had shown before.

He solemnly cupped his hands in greeting to Huang Bai.

"Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist."

By now, how could he still not understand?

This battle of wits was more than just a battle of wits from the very beginning.

Instead, Huang Bai was using the contest of magic to temper his character.

Such grace in attaining enlightenment is no less than the grace of a teacher.

As Shi Jian lowered his head, everyone present understood that the battle of wits had been decided.

Heaven, earth, man, ghosts, and gods all know that the number one Taoist in the world is Huang Bai.

Uncle Nine stood in the center of the altar, took a deep breath, and announced loudly:

"Huang Baisheng, President of the All-China Taoist Association!"

The sound echoed throughout the square.

The next moment, the entire venue erupted in cheers.

Many Taoist priests rose to pay their respects, having witnessed firsthand the shift in the structure of the old and new Taoist sects.

From this day forward, the name of the Huaxia Blessing Association will truly surpass all other temples and become the universally recognized leader of all Buddhist lineages.

Inside the hotel.

Hong Wen stood up, clapped, and laughed loudly:

"good!"

"What a thrilling and exhilarating battle!"

"Huang Shenxian is a powerful figure in the nation's destiny; with him alone, he is enough to suppress the nation's fate."

Hongwu also looked towards the altar, his expression excited.

"Yes, he alone is enough to overshadow all others."

Hong Wen looked at the various sects' mages bowing their heads in the square, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

After this battle, it will be much easier to integrate the cultivation world.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Many Taoist practitioners, folk monks, and temple keepers also came to pay their respects.

As soon as Huang Bai stepped down from the altar, he saw a middle-aged Taoist priest walking towards him, surrounded by his disciples.

The Taoist priest, dressed in a Celestial Master's robe, bowed respectfully and said:

"Zhang Shouyuan, the contemporary Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, pays his respects to Chairman Huang."

The disciples of Longhu Mountain behind him looked at Huang Bai with complicated expressions.

Huang Bai looked at this Zhang Tianshi.

If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the son of the previous Celestial Master.

In fact, he has quite a connection with Longhu Mountain.

The Five Elements Thunder Technique, Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal, and Vajra Whisk on his body all originated from Longhu Mountain.

"So it's Zhang Tianshi. May I ask what brings you here?"

Zhang Shouyuan adopted a very humble attitude.

"I have come on the orders of the Patriarch. The Patriarch said that what happened back then was the fault of his unworthy descendants."

"I hope the president will not continue to blame Longhu Mountain."

This statement is very clear.

Longhushan hopes that Huang and Bai will no longer hold a grudge about what happened back then.

After saying this, Zhang Shouyuan presented a certificate of ordination with both hands.

This is a pass for free access to all scenic spots in Longhu Mountain, and it also symbolizes Longhu Mountain's recognition of Huang Bai's special status.

Upon seeing this ordination certificate, the expressions of the Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples behind him changed slightly.

They clearly understood that this meant Longhu Mountain had officially bowed down.

Huang Bai understood the implied meaning and reached out to accept the ordination certificate.

"Since it was a misunderstanding, let's wipe the slate clean."

"I will go back and write a letter to Mr. Hong Wen, asking him to lift the ban on Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Shouyuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Chairman."

"You're welcome."

Huang Bai remained calm.

As the saying goes, one should be lenient when one can.

Longhu Mountain is a major sect that spans all the heavens. With this ordination certificate, he can use Longhu Mountain's secret techniques and magic weapons without it being considered as planting a landmine for himself.

……

Inside the mortuary.

Shi Shaojian was tied to a pillar, looking dejected.

Qiu Sheng stood to the side, arms crossed, occasionally making sarcastic remarks.

"Why did you stop barking?"

"Didn't you say just a few days ago that your father wouldn't let us off the hook?"

"Why are you silent now?"

Shi Shaojian's face was ugly, but he had lost his previous arrogance.

He knew that the results of the contest had already been reported back.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

Shi Shaojian looked up.

When he saw the old man with white hair and beard, his eyes lit up with surprise.

"Father! Save me!"

The visitor was none other than Shi Jian.

However, Shi Jian at this time was no longer the cold and domineering man he once was.

His hair and beard were all white, and his expression was calm.

The indulgence and affection for Shi Shaojian were gone from his eyes.

Uncle Nine stood to the side, his expression complex.

"Senior brother."

Shi Jian looked at Uncle Jiu and slowly said:

"I have reported to the Patriarch, who, considering the sins committed by Shao Jian, has decided to preserve his soul and allow him to reincarnate."

"Thank you for your trouble, junior brother."

Uncle Nine remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"it is good."

Shi Shaojian's expression changed drastically.

"No!"

"Father, you can't do this!"

"I'm your son!"

Shi Jian closed his eyes and didn't look at him again.

Uncle Nine took a step forward, muttering incantations, and placed his palm on Shi Shaojian's forehead.

The next moment, a blue soul was forcibly extracted.

Shi Shaojian's body immediately went limp and collapsed.

Shi Jian turned his head away, a hint of reluctance flashing across his face.

My son's current situation is partly my fault.

If he hadn't repeatedly indulged Shi Shaojian, Shi Shaojian wouldn't have become increasingly lawless.

To have one's soul preserved and reincarnated is already considered a good end.

Uncle Nine's soul left his body, taking Shi Shaojian's soul with him to the underworld.

Shi Jian came alone to the open space outside the mortuary.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the night breeze blows.

He sat cross-legged, his white hair swaying gently, his expression more serene than ever before.

Huang Bai and Qiu Sheng stood not far away.

Qiu Sheng looked at Shi Jian, somewhat puzzled.

"Master, what is the sect leader doing?"

Huang Baidao:

"He is undergoing a tribulation."

Shi Jian has already survived the tribulation of human life.

Next, as long as you pass through two more heavenly tribulations, you can ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

call!

Suddenly, the breeze turned blue and poured in through the stone fontanelle.

The green wind entered his body, flowing through his six internal organs, dantian, and nine orifices, and in an instant, his flesh and bones began to disintegrate.

Huang Bai's gaze narrowed slightly.

"The Calamity of Bifeng".

This is the calamity of Bifeng recorded in ancient texts.

This wind does not come from outside, but enters the body through the top of the head.

Once it enters the body, it can blow away flesh and blood and dissolve bones and muscles.

Under the erosion of the wind, Shi Jian's physical body gradually disintegrated.

As the physical body dissipates, another kind of body, formed from the essence of heaven and earth, slowly takes shape.

boom!

Then, a bolt of purple lightning struck down.

Shi Jian was instantly turned into charcoal.

Qiu Sheng's expression changed.

"this……"

Huang Bai calmly said:

"It's alright, he's not dead yet."

His eyes flashed with golden light, and he could see that Shi Jian's life force was not yet exhausted.

really.

On Shi Jian's charred body, flesh buds slowly grew.

The aged, dry skin peeled off little by little, revealing its white, jade-like appearance once more.

White hair fluttered in the wind, and fine thunder patterns appeared on the surface of the body.

A halo of azure and cyan appeared behind his head, resembling a celestial being from an ancient painting when viewed from afar.

Huang Bai watched this scene and seemed to understand something.

This ascension in broad daylight is not the culmination of both physical and spiritual cultivation, but rather a transformation of the physical body by the universe.

The physical body transforms into the Dao, merging with heaven and earth into one.

Ultimately, it forms an existence similar to a physical body in the Dharma realm, or an embodiment of magic.

At this moment, Shi Jian was no longer an ordinary human being.

He ascended to heaven using thunder magic.

From now on, Maoshan Thunder Magic will inevitably become even stronger.

If future Maoshan disciples practice thunder magic and invoke the Dharma realm, it is as if they have gained another true patriarch of thunder magic.

"So this is what it means to ascend to heaven in broad daylight."

Huang Bai suddenly realized.

It was as if a layer of fog in my heart had been lifted.

This trip, which involved a lot of effort to identify the fossil, was not in vain.

Buzz!

Golden light shone brightly in the void.

Golden light slowly condensed in the night, vaguely forming a huge circle.