Taoist priests in the supernatural world

"Xiao Wei thanks General Xie for his help."

The woman lowered her eyes and spoke softly.

She still had tear stains in the corners of her eyes, her face was pale, and her clothes were disheveled from the fright she had experienced along the way.

When a beautiful woman is frightened and left all alone, it always evokes a protective instinct in people.

The guards behind Huo Shan stared in disbelief.

The frontier is rugged with harsh winds and sand. What the army sees every day is either yellow sand and iron armor, or the bloodshed of swords and spears.

When had they ever seen such a delicate and beautiful woman in this desolate wilderness?

Even Huo Shan was slightly taken aback.

It wasn't that he was lustful at first sight.

Instead, they felt that it was somewhat unusual for such a stunningly beautiful woman to suddenly appear in the middle of nowhere.

This is the western frontier.

The fact that a lone woman could survive a bandit attack is itself quite strange.

However, seeing that the woman spoke Chang'an Mandarin and her tone did not sound like that of a barbarian from the borderlands, Huo Shan, though he had doubts, decided to help her to the end.

He sheathed his sword, looked at Xiao Wei, and said, "We were just about to return to the city. If you don't mind, Miss, please come along. The borderlands are not peaceful, and it would be good to look after each other if we travel together."

"Little one is only able to thank General Lao Huo."

Xiao Wei raised her head and glanced at Huo Shan gently.

There was a subtle, almost imperceptible brilliance hidden in that glance.

In the vast desert, the young general surnamed Huo exuded such extraordinary power.

Who else could it be but Huo Shan, the son of Huo Qubing, the champion who sealed the wolf's lair?

Xiao Wei was immediately smitten with the man in front of her at first sight.

He was different from those merchants, bandits, and rough men from the borderlands.

He was young and heroic, with an aura as strong as iron armor under the blazing sun.

Hearing Huo Shan's words, Xiao Wei nodded obediently and said softly:

"Whatever the general says, I will do. My parents are both dead. I originally planned to seek refuge with my uncle, who was a merchant, but he was killed by bandits. Now I am all alone."

As she finished speaking, she gently covered her face and wept, her shoulders trembling slightly.

The guards, seeing this, felt even more sorry for him.

Huo Shan was silent for a moment before saying, "Please accept my condolences, young lady. After you return, please stay at my residence."

Having said that, he mounted his horse and led his men back into the city.

The westernmost city of the Han Dynasty stands on an oasis in the middle of the vast desert.

From a distance, the city wall looks like a long black dragon lying across the sand and wind.

Like a nail, it was firmly driven into the heart of the Western Regions, gradually transforming this originally desolate and chaotic land into a part of the Han Dynasty's territory.

At the city gate, Han soldiers stood guard, clad in armor and wielding spears, their eyes sharp.

Caravans, non-Han people, Han Chinese, and soldiers moved in and out of the city gates in an endless stream.

The wind and sand blew, and the flags fluttered in the wind.

At that moment, a person arrived in the city.

This person looked young, wore a yellow Taoist robe, had his hair tied up, and had a serene demeanor.

Since this kind of clothing was not popular in the Han Dynasty, and even the term "Taoist priest" was not yet widely used, people only felt that this person's attire was peculiar and had an indescribable handsome and dashing air.

He walked through the streets and alleys, seemingly out of place in this border town.

"What a dilapidated world."

Huang Bai looked up at the sky, a flash of purple light appearing in his eyes.

Using his Qi-gazing technique, he could clearly see the mountains and terrain of this place, as well as the general character of this world.

This realm has neither a complete upper realm nor a strict underworld.

Simply put, this is a world where humans, ghosts, gods, and demons coexist.

Emperors sought immortality, demons disguised themselves, and ghosts and gods mingled in the marketplace—perfect for all sorts of strange and bizarre events to occur.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside the city.

It turned out that Huo Shan had returned with his cavalry and carriages.

Upon seeing the Huo-character military flag at the city gate, the soldiers quickly made way for them.

Inside the carriage, Xiao Wei curiously lifted the curtain and gazed at the human city.

This was the first time she had ever seen so many people.

On both sides of the street, vendors hawked their wares, children ran around, and merchants from the Central Asian countries led camels, selling pearls, jade, and spices.

The prosperity of the human city captivated Xiaowei's heart almost instantly.

So this is what the human world is like.

Xiao Wei decided that she must stay and marry that dashing general.

Just then, she suddenly noticed a gaze; it belonged to a young man dressed in strange clothes.

The other person stood quietly on one side of the street, watching her.

The young man's eyes didn't hold the same fascination and amazement as others'; instead, they held a hint of curiosity.

That gaze sent a shiver down Xiaowei's spine.

It's like the skin on your body being glanced at by the other party.

However, after sensing that Huang Bai did not have any obvious cultivation level, Xiao Wei slowly withdrew her gaze.

Perhaps he was just a somewhat strange mortal.

She thought so.

"Painted skin... it really is a kind of sorcery."

Huang Bai watched the carriage disappear into the distance, and he had already made his judgment.

With just a glance, he saw through Xiao Wei's true nature.

This is a white fox, its exterior covered by a layer of human skin.

This human skin wasn't simply conjured up; it was forcibly torn off someone else and then kept alive by sorcery.

"In order to maintain the vitality of human skin, it is necessary to suck human hearts and blood from time to time."

In conclusion, this fox spirit is not as weak as it appears.

"By the way, Wang Sheng in the movie became Huo Shan? Is this a result of the world merging?"

Huang Bai seemed to be deep in thought.

However, Wang Sheng may not be his real name.

The character “生” is often used to refer to a young man.

Perhaps the so-called Wang Sheng was just an alias Huo Shan used when he joined the army on the frontier, or an identity replacement that occurred after the fusion of this world.

These details are not important.

What Huang Bai really cared about was Huo Shan himself.

"If there's a chance, perhaps we can save Huo Shan, who died young."

"It would be a pity if this general, who had achieved so many military exploits, were to die without an heir."

Huang Bai turned and walked into the dark alley.

A shadow flashed.

He transformed into a long snake and vanished silently from the spot.

He plans to observe for a few days before making a decision.

In the following days, Huang Bai treated the poor people in the city for free.

He claimed to be from Penglai and called himself Huangtian Daoren.

The poorest people were the majority in the border town.

A few needles or a bowl of talisman water can bring a patient back from the dead.

In no time, Huang Tian Dao Ren's reputation soared.

The common people all called him the Immortal Elder of Penglai.

The news quickly reached Huo Shan.

"General, I've heard that a hermit has come to visit."

When the guards reported this, their tone carried a hint of curiosity.

Upon hearing the word "immortal," Huo Shan felt a sudden, inexplicable sense of disgust.

Alchemist, again an alchemist.

The emperor sought immortality and enlightenment, even undertaking large-scale construction projects such as the Immortal's Terrace and the Ganquan Palace.

Those sorcerers in Chang'an spread false rumors and concocted elixirs and medicines all day long, creating chaos and disorder in the court and the country.

Sometimes, in their pursuit of immortality and medicine, they would even neglect border wars.

Huo Shan hated alchemists the most in his life.

Whenever a sorcerer in his jurisdiction used the name of a deity to harm people, he would order his men to beat him out with sticks.

Alchemists may have some magic tricks, but where does the immortality come from?

It's nothing more than harming both yourself and others.

After hearing the story of this Yellow Heaven Immortal, Huo Shan remained silent for a moment before saying:

"Since the other party healed the sick and saved lives without using martial arts to harm anyone, let him be."

"Yes."

The guards bowed and withdrew.

Inside the Huo residence.

"Xiao Wei greets her elder sister."

Inside the mansion, Xiao Wei changed into a simple dress and obediently bowed to the first wife.

She had her head bowed and her posture was gentle and weak; anyone who saw her would only think she was docile and pitiful.

Pei Rong stood in the hall.

She was dressed in luxurious clothes, and was followed by several maids.

Compared to Xiaowei's stunning beauty, Peirong possesses a more graceful and dignified demeanor.

She was the mistress of the house, and every move she made exuded elegance and grace.

"Little Wei, you must have had a long journey."

Pei Rong spoke softly, then turned and instructed the maid behind her:

"Make a bowl of ginger soup for your sister and arrange a clean room for her. The wind is cold in the border region, and your sister has been frightened. She should rest well tonight and not be too reserved."

"Thank you, sister."

Xiao Wei lowered her head gently.

She watched as Pei Rong arranged everything as the mistress of the house, feeling grateful on the surface but not at all warm inside. Instead, a sense of jealousy quietly rose within her.

All of this should have been hers.

From this day forward, she will definitely take his place.

night.

In the boudoir, the candlelight was dim.

Xiao Wei sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror.

She looked at her beautiful face in the mirror, her eyes gradually turning cold.

Then, she raised her hand and gently peeled it off her face.

A whole human skin slowly peeled off.

Beneath the human skin, there is no longer a beautiful face, but bloody flesh and eerie fascia.

The candlelight made it appear particularly eerie and terrifying.

sizzle...

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the roof beam.

A ripple appeared in the void.

Suddenly, a man covered in gray-green scales and sticking out a long tongue appeared on the beam.

He was tall and thin, with sharp hands and feet, and a cold gaze.

"Xiao Wei, when will you kill Huo Shan and hand over his human skin to me?"

The lizard demon slowly approached Xiaowei, a hint of longing flashing in its eyes.

When he looked at Xiaowei, there was both infatuation and greed in his eyes.

He wanted Huo Shan's skin, but he wanted Xiao Wei's heart even more.

Xiao Wei suddenly turned around, her eyes sharp:

"Don't touch Huo Shan! Huo Shan is a General of the Cavalry. Even if you kill him, you won't be able to keep up appearances in front of the Emperor. If you ruin my plans, I will never let you off the hook."

The lizard demon froze, a hint of resentment flashing in its eyes.

"So what are you going to do?"

Xiao Wei looked at the bronze mirror again and carefully pasted the human skin back onto her face.

Her voice softened, not towards the lizard spirit, but out of anticipation for everything she was about to receive:

"I want to marry him. By the way, we don't have many human hearts left, could you go outside and get me some?"

"you!"

The lizard spirit stared at her in disbelief.

He had always secretly loved Xiaowei, and he knew that Xiaowei understood his feelings.

Even though I've done so much for her, why can't I win her heart?

She would rather marry an ordinary man she had just met than give her a second glance.

Xiaowei didn't say anything more.

She was only focused on dressing up her human skin.

The lizard spirit remained silent for a long time, but finally convinced itself.

As long as you put in enough effort.

Xiaowei will change her mind someday.

The scales on the lizard demon's body shifted and changed.

His figure slowly blended into the surrounding scenery.

Atop the endless rooftops, the lizard demon suddenly appeared.

The night wind blew, and the tiles gleamed with a cold light.

The city in the distance was already dark, with only a few scattered lights still on.

The lizard spirit lay prone on the roof ridge and sniffed.

The blood and qi of mortals enter the nose completely.

"Two boys and two girls."

"This is the place."

A cruel glint flashed in the lizard demon's eyes.

He was about to jump into the courtyard and kill someone.

Suddenly, everything went blurry before my eyes.

A person appeared ahead of us without us noticing.

The moment the lizard demon saw this person, he felt a purple aura fill his eyes and a majestic heavenly might rush towards him.

On the rooftop ahead, a man was standing.

The man wore a golden crown and a colorful fairy robe that resembled clouds.

His eyes were a brilliant gold, and the vertical eye between his brows was slightly open and closed, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Black hair, golden crown, ethereal robes adorned with clouds.

His figure stood in the night, like an ancient immortal in the portrait of Taiyi presented by the alchemist.

A sudden chill ran through the lizard's mind.

"Who are you?"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already revealed his lizard form.

Its entire body is covered in gray-green scales.

A long tongue, as hard as refined steel, suddenly shot out, aiming straight for Huang Bai's head.

The long tongue pierced the air, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound.

Huang Bai looked at the lizard demon rushing towards him, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes.

"What a lizard demon! Perfect for studying its demonic body."

He was overjoyed at the sight of the hunt, and with a flick of his wrist, the Vajra whisk appeared in his palm.

The silver threads of the whisk instantly surged, transforming into hundreds of fine silver threads that wrapped around the lizard demon's body.

The lizard spirit's long tongue was entangled in silver threads, and its body was also bound.

He struggled violently, the tiles shattered, and the roof ridge shook.

Those silver threads, though seemingly delicate, are incredibly strong.

"Let me go!"

The lizard demon roared in terror and rage.

His scales are as hard as iron, and his strength far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Ordinary weapons might not even leave a white mark when they strike you.

Now that it's entangled by this whisk, it has no strength left to resist.

The lizard demon was filled with terror.

Who exactly is this person?

"Who exactly are you?"

Huang Bai didn't answer, but joked, "Simps never get a good death."

Soon, the lizard demon was wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon.

Huang Bai carried the silver silkworm cocoon, and with a flicker of his figure, disappeared into the night sky.

(Please vote with monthly tickets. Judging from the timeline, Huo Qubing should have passed away more than ten years ago.)