Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Inside a private residence.

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the wall like water.

The next moment, Huang Bai pulled a silver silk cocoon as tall as a person and slowly walked out of the wall.

This place was a temporary stop that he bought with a piece of gold.

There is a well, a stone table, and several half-dead old trees in the courtyard.

Huang Bai entered the courtyard and casually flicked his Vajra whisk.

Suddenly, a palm-sized lizard appeared on the stone table.

Huang Bai glanced down at it, quite intrigued.

With a wave of his yellow and white sleeves, the alchemy furnace appeared.

The alchemy furnace landed in the courtyard with a dull thud.

He reached out and grabbed the lizard demon, throwing it into the alchemy furnace.

Wow!

Within the cauldron, the Taiyi True Fire suddenly rose.

The fiery red light instantly illuminated the entire courtyard.

"what!"

Inside the alchemy furnace, the lizard demon suddenly awoke.

He let out a piercing scream, the sound emanating from the cauldron.

"What is this? Spare me! God! Saint! Spare me!"

Under the scorching heat of the flames, the scales on the lizard demon's body began to peel off piece by piece.

Its scales are as hard as iron, and ordinary weapons cannot damage them.

Before the Taiyi True Fire, it was burned and curled off like dry tree bark.

After the scales are peeled off, bright red flesh and blood are revealed inside.

The flesh and blood continued to be refined by the flames, and wisps of demonic energy were forced out from the flesh and blood, gradually transforming into a purer aura.

Huang Bai sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, his third eye slightly opening and closing, quietly observing the process.

In the process, he also saw through the true nature of the so-called demonic aura.

"Demon aura..."

"It is actually a mixture of the essence of heaven and earth and the essence of blood and flesh."

Most monsters are beasts that have developed intelligence and consciously absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, gradually evolving into monsters.

This process is extremely long, taking anywhere from several decades to over a century.

Only a few, through sheer chance and opportunity, gain sentience and embark on the path of demon cultivation.

"It is difficult for demons to cultivate. Often, a demon who has lived for a hundred years cannot defeat a Taoist who has cultivated for two or three years."

This is because monsters do not have the same naturally complete meridians as humans.

The human body is naturally close to the Dao, with the twelve regular meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and the five internal organs all secretly corresponding to Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

Therefore, many monsters had to find alternative paths.

By eating people, they devour human hearts and blood, using the essence of human bodies to maintain their magic and even rapidly increase their cultivation.

This is also the root cause of many monsters harming people.

Huang Bai gradually uncovered the secrets of the demons' cultivation.

Inside the alchemy furnace, the lizard demon was on the verge of death.

His charred body was curled up in the firelight, barely clinging to life.

But even on his deathbed, he was not talking about himself.

"Xiao Wei..."

"I can't send your heart to you."

His voice grew weaker and weaker.

It seemed that he regretted not being able to win people's hearts for Xiaowei more than his own death.

Huang Bai was speechless.

"Hopeless."

There are still such romantic souls in the world.

He's risking his own life, yet he's still hung up on a woman who doesn't love him at all.

Soon, only one demon core remained in the alchemy furnace.

The demon core was grayish-green in color, with blood threads wrapped around it, and one could faintly see the lingering obsession of the lizard demon before its death.

Yellow and white did not leave it behind.

The Taiyi True Fire continued to burn for another time, completely refining the demon core into nothingness.

Strands of pure demonic energy dissipated into the furnace, and Huang Bai recorded the changes within them with his divine sense.

"Could the techniques of alchemy and elixir regeneration be used to conjure up demons?"

As soon as the idea came to mind, Huang Bai became interested.

He always acts on his thoughts immediately.

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard swayed.

Huang Bai reached out and grabbed a sparrow from the roof.

The sparrows fluttered frantically in his palm, chirping incessantly.

Huang Bai stretched out his fingers.

A golden light shimmered from my fingertips as I gently touched the sparrow's head.

Wow!

The alchemy, imbued with pure medicinal power, surged into the sparrow's body.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

The sparrows chirped frantically and flapped their wings violently.

The next moment, unable to withstand the medicinal power, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a bang.

"The force was not well controlled."

He did not give up and continued to catch sparrows from the eaves.

The second one was too potent; its entire body turned golden, and it died instantly.

The third one had too little medicinal effect; its feathers only became a little brighter, but its intelligence remained unchanged.

After five sparrows died in succession, Huang Bai's control over the effects of the medicine gradually stabilized.

The sixth sparrow landed in his palm.

The golden light on Huang Bai's fingertips had dimmed considerably.

After the medicine entered the sparrow's body, it did not take effect immediately, but rather circulated slowly.

A wisp of golden energy traveled along the sparrow's tiny body, forcibly creating two rudimentary meridians within it.

Subsequently, the medicinal properties condensed in its abdomen, eventually forming an inner core the size of a grain of rice.

This is the art of alchemy, and the art of transforming external alchemy into internal alchemy.

Whoosh!

The sparrow's feathers suddenly lost their grayish-brown color and gradually turned pure white.

It stood in the palm of the yellow and white palm, tilting its head, its eyes showing a clear increase in liveliness.

A moment later, the sparrow spoke in a high-pitched, human voice.

"Thank you...deity...for your guidance!"

During the enlightenment process, Huang Bai also instilled some basic knowledge into the sparrow's body.

Let it know human speech, know good and evil, and know why it is where it is today.

Huang Bai looked at the white sparrow and gently raised his hand.

"Go, and don't harm anyone in the future."

A white sparrow flapped its wings and circled once in the yard.

Then, it lowered its head towards the yellow and white creatures, flapped its wings, and flew into the night sky.

Watching the sparrows fly away into the distance, Huang Bai let out a long sigh of relief.

"Only by enlightening demons can one be considered a true immortal."

Since his third elixir-returning, Huang Bai has become a giant elixir himself.

His flesh, bones, breath, and inner core all contained extremely pure medicinal power.

If a demon were to eat me, I could probably gain hundreds of years of cultivation power instantly.

Therefore, as long as he makes good use of his abilities, he can enlighten demons.

This is also the true wonder of Taoist alchemy.

Huang Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, continuing to digest the knowledge he had just learned.

the other side.

A farcical power struggle is unfolding in the mansion of Huo Shan, son of Huo Qubing.

At night, the stars shine brightly in the desert.

A cold wind blows across the city, sweeping past high walls and deep courtyards.

Inside the Huo residence.

Huo Shan, dressed in a single garment, sat on the edge of the couch.

His face was pale, and his brows showed the weariness of someone who had been frail for many years.

His wife, Pei-rong, sat beside him and personally handed him a glass of warm water.

Then, she took out a pill from the brocade box and carefully fed it to Huo Shan.

After the pill entered her stomach, Huo Shan's pale complexion immediately improved.

He was frail and sickly from childhood.

If it weren't for the pills bestowed upon me by the emperor, I probably wouldn't have survived until now.

This is why he looked down on charlatan sorcerers, but held doctors who could truly save lives in high esteem.

Pei Rong felt a little relieved as she watched her husband's breathing stabilize.

Thinking of the strange things that had happened in the manor recently, she couldn't help but frown again.

"Husband, have you noticed... something's not quite right in the manor since Xiaowei came in? Strange things seem to be happening more and more often."

She spoke cautiously, afraid that Huo Shan would misunderstand that she couldn't tolerate Xiao Wei.

Huo Shan remained unconvinced. He put down his water glass and said calmly:

"Don't listen to the nonsense of those charlatans. She's just a weak woman, what's so strange about her? If you don't like her, just settle her down and send her somewhere else tomorrow."

Pei Rong gently shook her head.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's not what I meant. If my husband likes Xiaowei, why not take her as a concubine?"

"I don't have that kind of free time."

Huo Shan shook her head and refused.

Like his father, he was determined to make a name for himself.

Only in this way can he live up to the title of Champion Marquis he inherited.

For him, romantic love was far less important than battlefield fame.

Seeing this, Pei Rong felt somewhat relieved.

She still felt there was something strange about Xiao Wei.

In Xiao Wei's boudoir.

A fine wrinkle gradually appeared at the corner of the woman's eye in the bronze mirror.

"Where did the dead lizard go? Why hasn't it come back yet?"

She murmured softly.

Could it be that my words hurt him?

Thinking of this, a trace of impatience flashed through Xiaowei's heart.

However, she didn't take it too seriously.

She knew the lizard spirit too well.

All I have to do is beckon him with my finger, and he'll come running back like a puppy.

"Wait a few more days, and get Pei Rong out of here first."

Seeing Huo Shan and Pei Rong being so affectionate every day made Xiao Wei feel increasingly uneasy.

All of this drove Xiaowei to the brink of madness with jealousy.

In the days that followed, more and more strange things happened at the Huo residence.

First, at night, a maid heard a woman crying from under the eaves.

Then, the flesh and blood in the kitchen disappeared without a trace.

Some servants also claimed that they saw Pei Rong standing in the courtyard late at night, exhaling black mist towards the moon.

Clues, seemingly unrelated, all point to Madam Pei Rong.

The servants in the mansion began to gossip among themselves.

Some people even secretly invited a sorcerer to come and see, but dared not let Huo Shan know.

The wind began to blow.

at the same time.

Outside Chang'an City, a grand procession of cars arrived.

"Immortal Luan, Immortal Gongsun, and Immortal Shao Weng have returned!"

The news immediately alarmed the people of Chang'an.

The streets were packed with people.

Everyone stood on tiptoe, eager to catch a glimpse of these three renowned deities.

Gongsun Qing, who was in charge, once presided over the emperor's Fengshan ceremony.

After Li Shaojun's body was transformed into a corpse, he became one of the most favored alchemists by the emperor.

This person was dressed in a fairy robe woven from pure white feathers, with a full head of white hair, but had a face as tender and smooth as a young boy's.

At first glance, he does seem somewhat otherworldly.

Luan Da, standing beside him, had blue eyes and square pupils, and was also dressed in a feathered robe.

The young man wore a strange crown, shaped like the beak of a white crane, which made him look even more mysterious.

All three were imitating the winged beings from mythology.

He wore a white robe and had white hair; he had square eyes and wore a strange crown.

The people were amazed as they traveled along the way.

Some people knelt by the roadside and kowtowed.

Some people reached out to catch the dust kicked up by their carriages, as if it were divine dust.

The ceremonial procession proceeded all the way to Ganquan Palace.

Liu Che led a group of alchemists to personally greet him at the gate.

The three dismounted and respectfully sang in response.

"Minister Gongsun, present me with a rare bird, the Smoky Sparrow!"

"Luan Da, present this agar wine!"

"Young man, present the hanging moon pearl!"

The palace servants immediately presented the treasure.

The feathers of the smokebird swirl like smoke, and it can exhale a faint white breath.

The agar wine was served in a jade pot; the liquid was clear and had a wonderful, unique aroma.

The moon bead is round and smooth like a full moon, and even in broad daylight, it has a faint moonlight.

These treasures would be astonishing to ordinary kings and nobles.

Liu Che glanced at it and lost interest.

He looked at the three alchemists and asked directly, "My three esteemed ministers, have you found the whereabouts of the elixir of immortality?"

The three exchanged a glance.

Then, they said in unison, "The elixir of immortality is hard to find, but we have located its location. On our next voyage, we will surely bring back the elixir for Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Liu Che's face immediately darkened.

"Next time, next time, and next time again."

There was anger in his voice.

"Are you trying to deceive me?"

The atmosphere in front of the main hall froze instantly.

The sorcerers all lowered their heads, not daring to meet the emperor's wrath.

Gongsun Qing remained calm and took out a silk scroll from his sleeve.

The silk scroll is dark yellow, as if it has been through many years, and is decorated with various mythical creatures and deities painted on it using unknown pigments.

Liu Che took the silk scroll and slowly unfolded it.

He immediately recognized the patterns of the Thunder God, the Rain Master, and the crimson sun and blue moon.

A tall, divine figure stands in the center of the silk scroll.

The deity had deer antlers on his head, wore a red robe, and was surrounded by immortals and gods.

Another divine being, clad in colorful robes and holding a staff, guarded the celestial gate.

The entire painting is ancient and mysterious, exuding a solemn sense of ancient ritual.

Liu Che's gaze narrowed slightly.

"This is……?"

Gongsun Qing immediately stepped forward and respectfully explained:

"Your Majesty, this is the 'Taiyi's Journey Picture.' It depicts the magnificent scene of Taiyi opening the Heavenly Gate to welcome the celestial beings ascending to immortality. We have already located the Immortal Gate. As long as we retrieve the elixir, Your Majesty will be able to ascend to immortality."

Liu Che stared at the five-colored divine figure on the silk scroll and suddenly asked, "Why does this winged person not have wings or the appearance of a white crane? Instead, he looks just like an ordinary person?"

Gongsun Qing replied respectfully:

"Your Majesty, this is a being above all the Feathered People, named Feathered Immortal Guest. He is the highest-ranking Feathered Person, having already shed his mortal and otherworldly qualities."

"His blood is cinnabar blood, his bones are jade bones, and his skin is ice skin; this is the superior way of taking the elixir."

In the end, Gongsun Qing's tone revealed an undisguised envy.

Crimson blood and jade-like bones, icy skin and ethereal complexion.

These eight words struck Liu Che's deepest desire almost instantly.

"The Immortal in Feathered Robes..."

Liu Che repeated in a low voice.

Then, a burning passion gradually appeared in his eyes.

"The Immortal in Feathered Robes"

"it is good."

"Once I become an immortal, I will become a celestial being in feathered robes."

He raised his head and looked at Gongsun Qing and the others, his voice solemn and urgent.

"I hereby order all the prefectures and kingdoms to cooperate with you on your next voyage. If you can find the elixir of immortality, I will reward you handsomely."

At this moment, Liu Che resembled a gambler desperately trying to turn his life around.

Even if deep down you know you might be being scammed, there's no turning back.

He has already invested too much. As long as someone gives him hope, even if that hope is as fleeting as a mirage, he is willing to continue gambling.

(10,000-word update complete. I never lie.)