Taoist priests in the supernatural world

The fire was raging and extremely hot.

Crimson flames swirled and rose above the altar, entangling the girl's body.

The air seemed to subtly distort.

Those who got closer could even smell the burnt smell of hair being scorched by the high temperature.

Above the altar, the girl's body was gradually being refined by the flames.

Lingzhen Daoist hovered to the side, his gaze filled with both tension and undisguised envy.

Disintegration of the body is the simplest form of corpse disintegration.

While one can achieve enlightenment by severing the mortal body with the killing energy of weapons, it is ultimately crude and lacks any special abilities.

Fire-induced decomposition is different.

Fire dissolution is one of the highest levels of corpse dissolution.

The raging fire refines the form, burning away impurities, and the soul is transformed from within the flames.

Once the fire dissolution is successful, the Corpse Immortal will not only have a more stable foundation, but will also naturally possess the supernatural power of fire.

His ability to interfere with reality in the future is far stronger than that of an ordinary corpse-dissolving immortal.

Looking at the scene before him, Lingzhen Daoist almost felt an urge to undergo a complete resurrection of his body.

She was able to attain enlightenment through fire back then, so her path now would be much smoother than it is now.

Whoosh!

A chilly wind was blowing.

Suddenly, wisps of blue smoke drifted out from above the five charred corpses.

Soon, the wisps of smoke gathered above the altar and gradually transformed into the outline of a woman.

The woman's figure was formed from smoke and mist, and at first it looked somewhat illusory.

As crimson flames continued to surge in, her soul gradually solidified.

She had a fiery red mark between her eyebrows, like a brand of flame.

His pupils were crimson, and as his gaze shifted, a faint spark seemed to dance within them.

She looks exactly like Lingzhen.

However, compared to the cold, eerie green of Lingzhen's body, Lingmiao's body had a more fiery and bright appearance.

The flames gradually died down.

Lingmiao landed slowly.

She first looked at Lingzhen, her crimson eyes trembling slightly.

The two sisters looked at each other for a moment.

Some things don't need to be said; when hearts are connected, both sides already understand.

Then, Lingmiao turned to face Huang Bai and gracefully bowed.

"Lingmiao greets the Immortal Master!"

One of the sisters was covered in green smoke, while the other was surrounded by real fire.

The two Corpse-Dissolving Immortals officially became Huang Bai's subordinates.

Huang Bai looked at the two of them, his expression showing little change.

For him, taking in two Corpse-Dissolving Immortals was certainly a good thing.

But what really concerned him was the path connected to the Corpse Immortal.

Do you know where Huang Shang is?

Huang Bai asked.

Lingzhen Daoist shook his head and said, "I don't know."

She paused for a moment and said respectfully:

"The ancestral scriptures only say that after one has cultivated the Dharma form, one can sense the Yellow Master's inheritance."

"At that time, we will be able to travel to the spirit realm where Master Huang resides."

"As for where Master Huang is now, my sister and I have never actually seen him."

"The Taiyin Refinement Form, the Soul and Spirit Dharma Image."

Upon hearing this, Huang Bai pondered for a long time.

So, the next step for the Corpse Immortal is the so-called Taiyin Refinement.

Through the Taiyin Refinement, the soul transforms from emptiness to reality, ultimately forging a Dharma form capable of interfering with reality.

What Huang Bai is lacking now is the step of refining the Taiyin (Moon) form.

"How about combining this with the 'Immortal Sutra of the Queen Mother of the West' and using the method of refining the Dharma body to refine the physical body?"

The moment this thought crossed Huang Bai's mind, a slight movement occurred to him.

Cultivating only one's nature without cultivating one's destiny is like a thousand-year-old ghost guarding a corpse; it is difficult for any spirit in the myriad realms to attain sainthood.

Cultivating only the physical body without cultivating the mind is the first ailment in spiritual practice.

Cultivating both body and mind is the right path.

He had already achieved some success in the art of the soul by using the method of corpse liberation.

Next comes the time for cultivating one's destiny.

Using the Taiyin Refining Method as a guide, and combining it with the west Wangmu Immortal Scripture, the physical body is tempered in reverse using the concept of refining the soul and spirit.

Then one's own body might undergo all sorts of incredible changes, just like the immortal form of corpse liberation.

Huang Bai pondered for a moment and said:

"I plan to build a temple dedicated to the Heavenly Way."

"Since you two are deities in the temple, it will be easier for you to cultivate your spiritual forms with the help of the incense offerings of sentient beings."

Lingzhen and Lingmiao exchanged a glance, and almost simultaneously bowed down.

"yes!"

They all knew in their hearts that relying solely on their own Yin energy to cultivate a Dharma form would take countless years.

If there are temples to offer incense and believers to worship day and night, their spiritual progress will surely be much faster than before.

Afterwards, Yuhua Life Company began acquiring temples, officially venturing into religious beliefs.

Driven by money and resources, everything proceeded extremely quickly.

Several months later.

Taipei, Shilin District.

Amidst the bustling street scene, a brand new temple stands tall.

Outside the temple, cars stream by, neon lights flash, and tall buildings stand tall.

The temple is filled with the fragrance of incense and the clear sound of bells and chimes, creating a world apart from the bustling outside world.

People come and go, bustling about.

Passing through the tall, vermilion gatehouse, two gilded statues come into view.

The statue depicts two women.

A person dressed in red, with a fire pattern between their brows, eyes slightly lowered, and robes fluttering like fire.

A man in blue robes, with a cold and aloof expression, surrounded by swirling clouds and mist, his gaze seemed to pierce through people's hearts.

This is the Temple of the Two Immortals.

The temple enshrines the Red Yin Goddess and the Red Yang Goddess.

This temple was only open for three months, but it quickly accumulated a large number of believers by using the money offensive of "immortal life" and various public welfare and donation projects.

Behind the temple's rear hall lies a traditional Chinese courtyard.

Small bridges over flowing water, artificial hills and strange rocks.

The courtyard was small but exceptionally quiet.

Pilgrims come and go outside, and the bell tolls continuously.

The rear hall seemed to be another world altogether.

Huang Baipan sat in front of the tripod and continuously fed materials.

Beneath the cauldron, the flames burned steadily.

The clouds inside the cauldron surged and billowed, sometimes transforming into the shapes of dragons and tigers, and sometimes condensing into a pure white cloud.

For the next four and fifth times of elixir cultivation, Huang Bai planned to use the mica inner elixir as the main ingredient, supplemented with seven-treasure jade powder and Taiyin Qi, to cultivate the Queen Mother's Immortal Scripture.

There are two steps in total.

The fourth extraordinary phenomenon of the Elixir Renewal is [Multiple Eyes].

The fifth manifestation of the Elixir Renewal was [multiple heads and multiple arms].

Those with many eyes observe yin and yang, and discern emptiness and fullness.

Those with multiple heads and arms symbolize extraordinary bodies, differentiated magical powers, and the simultaneous operation of various supernatural abilities.

That's pretty much it.

Huang Bai silently deduced the situation in his mind.

With the route set, the next step is alchemy.

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes.

Time flies when you're cultivating the Tao; six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past six years, the incense at Shuangxian Temple has become increasingly popular.

The fame of the Red Yin Fairy and the Red Yang Fairy gradually spread in Taipei.

Some say this temple is extremely effective for granting wishes, while others say they have seen blue and red divine lights hovering above the temple at night.

Ordinary people just consider it a miracle or a rumor.

For Lingzhen and Lingmiao, the power of incense and prayers was gradually propelling them to complete the Taiyin Refinement.

Above the temple, the Yin Illusion.

On this day, the illusion presented two completely different scenes.

On the left, flames soared into the sky; on the right, a green wind swept across the land.

The whole world began to shake.

The gray earth cracked open with fissures.

Above the sky, blue and red lights collided with each other, yet were faintly connected.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange phenomenon gradually subsided.

The colorful flames and the eerie wind vanished without a trace.

On the gray earth, two three-zhang-tall Dharma images stood.

The Crimson Sun Fairy is ethereal, clad in a crimson robe, her translucent, ghostly green soul body covered with winding crimson patterns.

As soon as she opened her eyes, tiny sparks appeared all around her.

The Crimson Yin Fairy Lingzhen was dressed in a green robe, and her soul body was covered with green patterns.

A chilling wind swirled around her, and wisps of blue smoke drifted by; every movement she made exuded an eerie aura.

This is the image of a ghost or deity; the patterns on it are the manifestation of one's spiritual cultivation.

Once the Dharma image was formed, the two of them truly crossed a threshold.

One can unleash real fire, the other can manipulate the winds of darkness; both can interfere with reality.

If the two women enter the spirit world and join a particular pantheon, they could at least become leaders.

Lingmiao looked down at her own Dharma form, her crimson eyes revealing undisguised joy.

"I've sensed the location of the spirit world! Go and tell the immortal master this good news!"

call!

The two women excitedly left this realm, transforming into two gusts of yin wind, and vanished into the Taiyin Illusion in the blink of an eye.

The rear hall of the temple.

Purple mist rises, and the elixir transforms into dragons and tigers.

Above the alchemy cauldron, the illusory images of dragons and tigers hovered uncertainly.

Huang Bai sat cross-legged on the ground.

The five-colored light slowly rotated, illuminating the surrounding purple aura like rolling clouds.

He raised his hands to the sky, and in the center of his palms floated a pure white pill with green patterns.

Six years have passed, and Huang Bai has embarked on his fourth journey to attain immortality.

Wow!

Huang Bai opened his mouth and swallowed the inner elixir.

The moment the pill entered the stomach, the purple aura in the entire rear hall suddenly receded.

Then, it suddenly spread out from Huang Bai's body.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A sharp pain came from between my eyebrows.

The next moment, a thin crack suddenly appeared between his brows, and golden light shone through the crack.

The slit slowly opened, and a black eye grew out from between the eyebrows.

His eyes were dark and deep, with a faint golden glint in his pupils.

Huang Bai closes his lower eyes and observes the world through his third eye.

"Huh? Why can't I see anything?"

Everything was pitch black before my eyes, as if I were blind and unable to see anything.

At this moment, the two women descended from the void.

A gust of cold wind, blue and red, swept through the rear hall, and Lingzhen and Lingmiao manifested their forms.

In that instant, Huang Bai saw it; he saw the hearts of the two of them.

Lingmiao's heart was fiery red, clear and bright.

Lingzhen's thoughts are more complex; beneath the awe lies careful calculation.

"I see."

Huang Bai understood this clearly in his heart.

The eye between the eyebrows cannot see objects, but it can see the mind.

When an ordinary person stands before you, the good and evil in their heart are like ink seeping through paper, leaving no room for concealment.

This is the eye of observing the heart, which is used to "distinguish between loyalty and treachery, recognize good and evil, and observe people's hearts".

As long as someone is in front of you, you can tell who is lying and who has ulterior motives.

This is not the kind of celestial eye that emits rays as depicted in novels, but rather the celestial eye of a classical deity in mythology.

This eye is not about emitting energy, but about observing nature.

Perhaps as their cultivation deepens, they will develop new abilities.

"Greetings, Immortal Master!"

As soon as the two women entered, they saw the third eye between Huang Bai's eyebrows.

For some reason, standing in front of this eye always gives me the feeling that my thoughts and ideas are laid bare.

"What is it?"

Huang Bai closed his heavenly eye.

Above his brow, only a thin slit remained.

Unbeknownst to the two women, they had already successfully passed the Heavenly Eye's test.

"We have both developed our Dharma forms and sensed Huang Chang's location."

Lingzhen respectfully said, "As long as we go to the Spirit Realm, we can find Huang Chang's whereabouts."

For the past six years since he joined Huang Bai's side, Lingzhen had some ulterior motives.

But now I dare not.

Because she knew that no matter what, she could never resist this master of countless magical arts in this lifetime.

"The spirit world..."

Huang Bai seemed to be deep in thought.

He doesn't know how to get to the spirit world; perhaps he can ask the White Crane Boy for guidance.

With this in mind, Huang Bai made another plan.

"And while you're at it, have him find a few more helpers."

The helpers won't come for nothing; Huang and Bai will offer them elixirs.

Regardless of the myriad realms, elixirs are ultimately rare and precious.

In particular, the Seven Treasures Jade Powder Pill he refined contained pure moonlight, making it a rare and nourishing substance for ghosts, gods, and spirits.

The spirit world.

Ksitigarbha Dharma Realm.

The blood moon hung in the sky, emitting a cold, dark red light.

On the gray, misty earth, ghosts lined up in long rows.

The ghost messengers escorted the wandering souls to the main hall to be judged.

In the distance, the palace stands eerily majestic, with black tiles and vermilion doors, and ghostly lights hanging from the ceiling.

Before the Bridge of Helplessness, a huge red-crowned white crane lay.

The white crane is surrounded by a light white mist, its feathers are as white as snow, and its red crown is as bright as cinnabar.

It was taking a pill, and a strange fragrance emanated from its body, spreading in all directions.

The passing ghosts and spirits all turned their heads in surprise.

At that moment, a wisp of green smoke came from the lower realm.

The white crane boy seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

His figure flickered and transformed into a human.

A white-clad boy stood before the Bridge of Helplessness, white mist gently swirling within his sleeves.

Without delay, he came to the front of the palace alone.

There are two statues in the hall.

A figure with a blue face and fangs, a sinister and cold expression, holding a tiger-shaped plaque and shackles.

A red-faced, fanged figure, fierce and powerful, wielding a trident.

The two gods are General Sun and General Zeng.

They were the most vicious of all demons, yet now they are deities who reign supreme in the underworld.

Upon seeing the White Crane Boy approach, the two brightly colored statues instantly came to life, and a divine and ghostly aura emanated from them.

"white crane."

General Zeng laughed heartily, his voice reverberating so loudly that the beams and pillars of the hall creaked slightly. He said, "You wouldn't come to this hall without a reason. What brings you here today?"

The cold-blooded General Sun merely glanced at the White Crane Boy without saying a word.

The White Crane Boy cupped his hands in greeting.

"Seniors, here's the thing..."

The White Crane Boy briefly explained Huang Bai's plan to use the Ksitigarbha Palace to travel to the Spirit Realm and his intention to ask the two for help.

After he finished speaking, he added:

"Moreover, when a cultivator with profound magical power from the lower realm goes to the spirit realm, there will inevitably be unusual phenomena."

"I'd like to inform you both, so as not to cause any panic in the underworld."

Upon hearing this, General Zeng was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "Why should we trouble ourselves with a mere mortal sorcerer? General Baihe can handle it himself."

"What strange phenomena could a mortal monk possibly exhibit? To alarm the underworld? You're making a mountain out of a molehill."

Upon hearing that he was a mortal monk, the two generals felt that the White Crane Boy was being overly cautious.

They had seen mortal cultivators before.

Even if someone has some spiritual power, in the face of ghosts and gods in the underworld, they are nothing more than a mortal with some skills.

As for offering assistance, don't even think about it.

They are not people that just anyone can persuade to serve.

The White Crane Boy wasn't in a hurry; he took out a pill from his sleeve.

"My fellow Daoist is no ordinary person. Since you two have come to my aid, I will naturally offer you a reward."

"Ten of these pills for each person."

At this point, the White Crane Boy held the Seven Treasures Jade Powder Pill in his palm.

As soon as the pill was produced, the pure moonlight power slowly spread out, gentle and pure.

General Zeng's laughter stopped abruptly.

Even General Sun's cold and gloomy face finally showed some change.

The two ghosts swallowed back the words of refusal that were on the tip of their tongues.

"Fine."

General Zeng coughed lightly, his tone immediately softening considerably.

"Since General Baihe has personally spoken, it wouldn't hurt to lend a hand."

General Sun did not speak, but simply nodded slowly.

The two ghosts exchanged a glance, each having made their own plans.

It's just a request from a mortal monk, what's so difficult about that?

It's a win-win situation: getting the elixir and giving the white crane face.

Three ghosts and spirits arrived at the back of the Golden Palace, preparing to summon Huang Bai there.

This is a place in the Dharma Realm of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva where one is guided to enlightenment.

Black stone pillars stood all around, their surfaces covered with ancient runes.

General Zeng, standing to one side of the magic array, reminded them again:

"I am only responsible for guiding people to the upper realm. If this person is corrupted by the turbid energy of the spirit world and their physical body is damaged, they cannot blame me."

He wasn't trying to scare people.

It is extremely dangerous for a mortal sorcerer to enter the spirit world with their physical body.

The spirit world is filled with turbid energy and yin energy. If an ordinary physical body cannot withstand it, it will suffer from illness or even decay on the spot.

The White Crane Boy nodded.

"Of course."

Both the generals, Zeng and Sun, unleashed their magical weapons.

Tiger brand, shackles, and trident simultaneously glowed with an eerie light.

The White Crane Boy then raised his hand and released a wisp of white mist, which fell into the center of the magic array.

Wow!

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the sky.

The crack was pitch black and deep, as if someone had sliced ​​open the sky of the underworld with a sharp blade.

The next moment, a figure flew out from the dark crack.

In an instant, an unusual phenomenon appeared.

That person's body was like gold and glass, radiating brilliant light that illuminated the world for ten miles.

The five-colored fairy robes shone with countless rays of light, making even the blood moon in the underworld appear somewhat dim.

In the netherworld, countless lonely ghosts and spirits, illuminated by this light, screamed and retreated.

Two bright pupils, three clear eyes.

A five-colored halo slowly rotated behind his head, with red, blue, yellow, white, and black colors intertwined, exuding a powerful and awe-inspiring aura, and possessing profound mystery.

General Zeng's smile froze, disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he blurted out:

"Who is this person?"

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