Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Above the clouds in the ninth heaven.

Huang Bai and Zhang Jiao floated in mid-air.

The Huang family mansion, which had just been ravaged by thunder and rain, has now fallen silent once more.

At this point, Huang Shang had been reincarnated.

"Huang Chuping from Jinhua, Jiangsu and Zhejiang..."

"Wong Tai Sin..."

Huang Bai looked down at the house below, a subtle look appearing in his eyes.

"So this is where Wong Tai Sin originated."

All these causes and effects can be considered a complete closed loop.

Huang Daxian is Huang Shang.

Huang Shang is also known as Huang Daxian.

Back then, Huang Bai traveled the world, impersonating a disciple of Huang Daxian from Jinhua Mountain.

At that time, it was just a casual remark, using the name of a folk deity to cover up his own origins.

Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns, he became the one who created Huang Chuping of Jinhua Mountain.

The concept of cause and effect is truly mysterious.

A casual remark has already sown the seeds of today's consequences.

Every drink and every bite is preordained.

Huang Bai was filled with emotion.

He felt that fate was wondrous.

Today's outcome will become the beginning of the legend of Huang Daxian of Jinhua Mountain in the future.

Huang Bai looked at Zhang Jiao beside him and said:

"This person is well-versed in Taoist magic."

"If one can unravel the mystery of the womb in the future, one will surely be the next person to ascend to heaven in broad daylight."

"From now on, this person will be in your hands."

Zhang Jiao looked down at the houses below, his expression solemn.

"Rest assured, Your Highness, I will certainly not fail in your trust."

He had a high opinion of Huang Chuping.

Zhang Jiao himself is skilled in thunder magic, his spells are fierce, and he is second to none in combat.

He always felt he was lacking in his understanding of the Daoist classics.

Huang Chuping is different.

His previous incarnation was Huang Shang, who had presided over the Daoist canon and was well-versed in Daoist classics.

Even if one is reincarnated, their memories will be temporarily obscured by the mystery of their birth. Once they unravel their innate wisdom in the future, they will surely become experts in theoretical fields.

One day in the future, the growth of the Penglai Earth Immortal lineage may well originate from Huang Chuping.

"This matter is settled."

Huang Bai sensed the lingering effects of the interdimensional fragrance and spoke:

"I won't stay any longer, goodbye."

Zhang Jiao bowed respectfully.

"Please wait, Your Highness."

He could not remain in the mortal realm for long; this physical body could not stay away from the immortal kingdom of Penglai for too long.

The two then parted ways.

The yellow and white figures slowly faded, as if swallowed by clouds and mist, and disappeared into the sky.

When he reappeared, he had already returned to the ancient temple.

Inside the ancient temple.

The incense smoke rose softly.

Before the incense table, Huang and Bai gazed intently.

Two more incense sticks appeared on the altar.

By now, he has accumulated a considerable amount of special incense offerings.

They are substitute incense that can take someone's place in death once.

Incense that can summon spirits to those who have come into contact with it.

And three sticks of incense for seeking help.

In addition, there are several new types of cross-sectoral incense offerings related to the temple owner.

Each of these incense sticks has its own unique use.

If used properly, it can turn the tide of life and death at critical moments.

Huang Bai's gaze fell on the substitute incense, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

"The substitute incense might be used for the fourth elixir of immortality."

Once one has cultivated to a certain level, the method of corpse liberation can be used to replace the elixir of immortality.

After all, he now has a physical body.

If a second dismemberment can be performed while the body is still in its physical form, then the substitute incense can be used to preserve the physical body.

In this way, it is equivalent to the physical body being regenerated once again.

This is more valuable than simply taking someone else's place.

This time, the harvest was indeed quite good.

Not only did he obtain Huang Shang's complete Five Prisons Immortal Ascension Method, but he also obtained the complete Five Prisons Immortal Ascension Method.

The routes for the fourth and fifth elixir-returning to the elixir-returning realm were also determined.

Thinking of this, the gap between Huang Bai's eyebrows gradually opened.

A mysterious vertical eye was revealed.

These eyes are jet black and deep, with a faint golden glint flowing within the pupils.

This is the eye that discerns the good and evil in people's hearts.

"From now on, when I travel through the heavens, I will no longer fear being plotted against by others."

Huang Bai was quite satisfied.

You can't see into someone's heart.

Even with the advantage of knowing the plot in advance, it is still difficult to fully understand the fickle human heart.

With this eye, one can distinguish between loyalty and treachery, good and evil at a glance.

Huang Bai closed his Heavenly Eye and turned to walk towards the main hall of the Great Ming World.

Wow!

The view before me suddenly opened up.

Clear skies, white clouds, and towering mountain peaks.

Above the mountains, spiritual energy rises, and various kinds of mica and alchemical materials grow among the rocks.

This place has become a place specifically for Huang Bai to refine elixirs and cultivate his spiritual practice.

Huang Bai summoned the alchemy cauldron and continued refining the elixir.

The cauldron landed with a dull thud.

Flames rise, clouds gather.

He put the ingredients into the cauldron one by one, and carefully nurtured the fire according to the alchemical method he had already deduced in his mind.

I don't know how much time passed.

Inside the ancient temple, the Heavenly Decree once again shone brightly.

Huang Bai had a sudden thought and looked up.

Lines of text appeared on the talisman.

[Heavenly Decree to Exterminate Demons: Transmigrate to the world of "Jackie Chan Adventures" and completely annihilate the Demon Lord in his prime.]

Jackie Chan Adventures.

The Demon Lord.

A flicker of interest flashed in Huang Bai's eyes.

He quickly thought of the twelve zodiac animal charms.

The twelve zodiac talismans each possess one of twelve abilities: invisibility, immense strength, transformation, healing, resurrection, and immortality.

Each one, taken individually, is a highly practical supernatural power.

If all of them are collected, it will form an extremely complete system of magic.

"It looks pretty good."

He quickly noticed the keywords on the talisman.

"No, the Holy Lord at his peak."

Huang Bai's gaze narrowed slightly.

This is the state of the Holy Lord after collecting all twelve talismans.

Is it only under these circumstances that this person can be completely eliminated?

Or perhaps, the stone statue's state is merely a seal, not a true death.

To completely complete the Heavenly Edict of Exterminating Demons, the Holy Lord must be restored to his full strength before being utterly killed.

Huang Bai seemed to be deep in thought.

"Perhaps we can give it a try."

As he pondered, his figure gradually faded away.

Until it disappears completely.

……

Chinatown, San Francisco, USA.

Huang Bai, dressed in clean and tidy modern clothes, appeared in a secluded alley.

His colorful fairy robes were formless and intangible, not bound by ordinary clothing.

With just a thought, one can conjure up clothing styles that suit the times and environment.

At this moment, he looked like an ordinary young Chinese man.

She dressed simply and had a gentle demeanor.

However, his eyes were too bright, and as he stood at the entrance of the alley, he seemed somewhat out of place with the bustling street scene around him.

Drop drop!

Car horns blared incessantly.

The streets were bustling with traffic and crowds.

Chinatown is ablaze with neon lights, and Chinese and English signs complement each other beautifully.

Huang Bai looked up at the sky, a glint of purple light flashing in his eyes, as he used his aura-gazing technique.

In the eyes of the Qi Observation Technique, this world is not peaceful.

Deep in the sky, a faint black mist lingered.

The black aura was an ancient and profound demonic presence.

This world is not an ordinary low-magic world, but a world where ancient gods and demons exist.

Eight great demons, righteous and evil forces, numerous talismans and magical artifacts.

Especially the dog charm.

The mere mention of immortality is enough to tempt countless cultivators.

Huang Bai was rather curious.

Does this so-called dog charm truly possess the incredible power of immortality?

If we can study its essence, it might offer some reference value for his path to elixir purification.

"See if there are any antique shops in Chinatown nearby."

Huang Bai released his divine senses and began to sense the four directions.

He quickly sensed something unusual.

……

Antique shop.

The signboard is old and the storefront is yellowed, indicating that it has been around for quite some time.

The glass display case contained porcelain vases, bronzeware, wood carvings, old books, and some oriental trinkets that foreigners couldn't understand.

The store was even more cluttered.

The shelves are filled with all sorts of antiques.

At this moment, the three people are gathered around the table.

One was an old man with white hair and a thin figure.

One is a little girl with medium-length hair and a quirky appearance.

There was also a tall, muscular young man with a big nose.

The old man, wearing his reading glasses, was carefully examining the shield on the table.

More precisely, he was studying the stone embedded in the center of the shield.

The stone is octagonal, resembling the Chinese Bagua (Eight Trigrams).

Several lines in the center outline a lifelike rooster.

Dad picked up a magnifying glass and brought it very close.

He frowned as he watched.

"strangeness."

"The shield is very old, but my father has never seen this design in any ancient books."

The old man muttered to himself.

The chicken pattern in the middle looks a bit like a talisman.

Which dynasty used chickens as a religious totem?

If it's a unique piece, or involves a hidden piece of history, then he's going to make a fortune this time.

"Dad."

Jackie Chan crossed his arms and looked at the rock with a puzzled expression.

"What's so interesting about a broken rock?"

The old man suddenly looked up.

"Jackie Chan!"

He jumped up and reached out to knock Jackie Chan on the head.

"How many times have I told you? Nothing in this world is useless!"

Even a simple stone might hold a piece of very important history!

"Ouch!"

Jackie Chan covered his head, looking helpless, and said, "I was just asking casually."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw that Xiaoyu had already reached out her hand.

"Xiaoyu!"

"Don't move!"

It's a pity it's too late.

Jackie Chan was only stunned for a moment when Jade mischievously reached out and easily picked up the chicken talisman from the shield.

"what?"

As soon as Xiaoyu took the talisman in her hand, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

The next moment, her body slowly left the ground, and she floated up like a balloon.

"Xiaoyu!"

Jackie Chan's expression changed.

Dad also suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"This is magic! The power of magic!"

The old man immediately reacted, pointing at the chicken talisman in Xiaoyu's hand and shouting:

"Put the talisman down!"

Jackie Chan rushed forward, ready to hug Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu's eyes darted around, and she found it amusing.

A thought suddenly occurred to her.

Wow!

The figure floating in the air shifted to the side, easily dodging Jackie Chan's attack.

Jackie Chan missed his target and almost bumped into the cabinet.

Xiaoyu immediately burst into laughter.

"Haha! Uncle Long, you can't catch me!"

"Xiaoyu, stop fooling around!"

Jackie Chan reached out and grabbed her again.

The uncle and nephew chased each other, one on the ground and the other floating in the air.

The store immediately descended into chaos.

The old man stomped his feet in anger as he protected the antiques on the table.

"oops!"

"Watch out for the vase!"

"Jackie Chan! That's from the Ming Dynasty!"

"Xiaoyu! Don't touch that pottery jar!"

Xiaoyu was having a great time.

After all, this was her first time wielding the power of the chicken talisman, and she couldn't truly control its direction.

Suddenly, she lost control of her body and crashed straight into the glass window next to her.

Jackie Chan's expression changed drastically.

"Xiaoyu!"

Blood was about to be drawn.

call!

A sudden gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, swept through.

The wind chimes hanging inside the shop tinkled.

The next moment, Xiaoyu's out-of-control figure froze in mid-air.

puff!

She didn't crash into the glass, but instead bumped into someone's arms.

Xiaoyu looked up and her eyes lit up.

The newcomer had long hair and was handsome.

He stood there, dressed in modern clothes, yet he possessed an indescribable classical air that inspired a natural urge to get close to him.

Xiaoyu blinked and immediately smiled.

"Uncle Dragon!"

"Someone who looks even more like a movie star than you has appeared."

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Huang Bai looked down at the little girl in his arms and smiled.

"Children shouldn't be too playful."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the chicken talisman from Xiaoyu's hand.

The talisman feels gentle to the touch, yet contains a mysterious essence within.

The power represented by the rooster talisman is levitation, or rather, anti-gravity.

Huang Bai gently stroked the surface of the talisman with his fingertips, lost in thought.

"Who exactly are you?"

The old man looked at the suddenly appearing Chinese man with a serious expression, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

Because just now, Huang Bai appeared out of thin air.

It was so fast that even his father couldn't see it clearly.

More importantly, the old man didn't even sense the existence of "qi".

This is not normal.

Either he misread it.

Either this person's power is far greater than one's own, so much so that one cannot even sense their presence.

Dad prefers the latter.

Jackie Chan also looked at Huang Bai warily.

Although the other party had just saved Xiaoyu, their sudden appearance under these circumstances made them seem unlike an ordinary person.

Huang Bai looked at his father and said in a calm tone:

"I am a cultivator from Penglai, from China. I have come here today..."

He picked up the chicken talisman, just about to say something more.

Suddenly, a rapid car engine roared outside the door.

hum!

Buzz!

Several cars suddenly stopped in front of the antique shop.

The car door opened.

A group of armed gangsters walked down the street menacingly.

The leader kicked open the shop door, his gaze sweeping across the interior before landing on the shields and talismans.

"Hand over the shield!"

The thugs came in with great force.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jackie Chan immediately stood in front of the crowd.

"Hey guys, I think we can calm down."

His response was a punch thrown by the other person.

boom!

Jackie Chan dodged to the side, grabbed the man's arm with his other hand, and with a flick of his wrist, threw him directly onto a nearby shelf.

Whoosh!

A shower of debris fell.

The antique shop was instantly thrown into chaos.

"what!"

"My plate!"

The old man cried out in distress.

Jackie Chan dodged and fought back at the same time.

He moved nimbly, dodging and weaving through the narrow antique shop.

Chairs, countertops, wooden boxes, and screens all became his tools for leveraging power.

Xiaoyu hid to the side, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Cool! Go, Uncle Jackie!"

boom!

Another thug was kicked out of the door by Jackie Chan and fell awkwardly onto the street.

"Help!"

"This guy is incredibly strong!"

"We won't let you get away with this!"

In no time at all, the gangsters were utterly defeated.

They stumbled and climbed into the car, not even bothering to pick up their weapons, and fled the scene in a sorry state.

Jackie Chan clapped his hands and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Uncle Long!" Xiaoyu cheered excitedly, "That was so cool!"

Jackie Chan straightened his clothes and said helplessly:

"Xiaoyu, this isn't a performance, it's dangerous."

Huang Bai stood aside, playing with the chicken talisman in his hand, not in a hurry to intervene.

Just then, the old man's expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly turned around and looked into the shadows deep inside the store.

The once quiet shadows now began to ripple gently, like the surface of water.

Jackie Chan also sensed something was wrong and immediately shielded Jade behind him.

From the shadows, a group of men in black slowly emerged.

They were short and thin, dressed in black ninja outfits, their faces covered except for a pair of cold eyes.

The movement was silent and stealthy, as if it had emerged from the darkness itself.

"The Shadow Legion".

Huang Bai looked at the black-clad ninjas emerging from the shadows, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes.

The Lord's men have finally arrived.