Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 155 The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, Immortals Descend to the Martial World

Between heaven and earth, only the furious screams of the Guhuoniao echoed for a long time in the Kunlun cloud sea.

The clouds and mist surged, and the afterimages of lightning had not yet dissipated.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow rose into the air from the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The dark figure came riding on the clouds, traversing dozens of miles in an instant, and landed in front of the Guhuoniao.

This beast originally lay in front of the Kunlun Gate.

Its body resembles a giant tiger, with mottled fur, claws like iron hooks, and a tail like a long whip.

The most horrifying thing is that it has nine heads growing on its neck.

All nine heads are depicted as human faces.

Some had their eyes wide open in anger, as if they wanted to devour someone.

Some lowered their eyebrows and closed their eyes, as if they understood everything about the world.

Others are devoid of joy or sorrow, like deities seated high in the clouds, indifferently looking down upon all living beings.

This is the Kunlun mythical beast, the Enlightened Beast.

The Guhuoniao screamed incessantly, her arrogance palpable, but as soon as the Kaiming Beast appeared, her voice immediately lowered considerably.

"Enlightened God, your subordinate is incompetent."

The Guhuoniao lowered its head, its wings slightly folded, no longer daring to show any anger.

The Enlightened Beast landed in front of the Guhuoniao, and the nine human faces simultaneously looked in the direction where the yellow and white had disappeared.

The figure was nowhere to be seen in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

One of the faces spoke coldly: "It's him again."

Another face immediately spoke, its voice low: "This person killed the Azure Phoenix Envoy and has now ruined Kunlun's grand plan."

Among the nine heads, the one in the center slowly opened its eyes.

Those eyes were incredibly deep, as if they could see through all realms.

"I will issue a decree throughout all realms that anyone who encounters this person must kill him."

The matter of Huang Bai killing the Luan bird messenger was neither a big deal nor a small one.

Such matters are not worthy of being presented to the Queen Mother of the West; at most, they only circulate among the Luan bird clan.

Now, his destruction of the Queen Mother of the West's kingdom has been personally discovered by the Enlightened Beast.

This command will be spread throughout all realms under the jurisdiction of the Queen Mother of the West.

If any world discovers traces of Huang Bai, the forces of the Queen Mother of the West in that world will take action against Huang Bai.

What they didn't know was that the worlds Huang and Bai traveled through didn't necessarily all bear traces of the Queen Mother of the West's Kingdom.

world.

With Huang Bai gone, the Zhongnan Immortal Kingdom gradually got back on track.

The temples and monasteries gradually improved, and Taoist priests came and went in an endless stream. Bluebirds carried messages to all directions, and demon servants began to take on the affairs of the mountains.

They will appear in this world as a completely new force.

In the future, they may clash with the forces under the control of the Queen Mother of the West.

Whether they are ultimately eliminated or turn around and eliminate others is none of Huang Bai's business.

Inside the ancient temple.

It shimmered with golden light.

A yellow and white figure suddenly appeared.

He landed in front of the incense table, and with a gentle flick of his sleeve, the lingering aura of mountains and seas around him dissipated.

"Phew, I'm finally back."

Huang Bai exhaled a breath of fresh air.

These kinds of ambiguous tasks are the most troublesome.

I don't know where it started, nor do I know where it will end.

If you get stuck in any aspect, you might have to spend your retirement there.

Huang Bai took out the Ganoderma lucidum that Yun Zhongjun had given him from the Muchen Pearl.

The Ganoderma lucidum is purple, resembling a solidified cloud.

It is light and airy, with a faint glow around its edges. It feels almost weightless in your hand, yet it is undeniably real.

"Is this a teleportation technique?"

Huang Bai had a sudden thought and tried sitting on the Ganoderma lucidum.

Wow!

The purple Ganoderma lucidum immediately floated up, supporting his body as he floated up and down according to his will.

From a distance, it looks as if Huang Bai is sitting cross-legged on a purple canopy.

The Ganoderma lucidum was surrounded by swirling clouds and floating light, giving it a more ethereal and otherworldly feel than simply flying through the air.

Huang Bai jumped down from the Lingzhi cloud.

With another thought, the Lingzhi cloud rapidly shrank to the size of a palm and flew into his sleeve.

"Great, it can be used for transportation from now on."

Huang Bai was very satisfied with this.

Previously, he mostly flew using his colorful fairy robes.

A person flying straight up in the sky is somewhat unsightly.

With this purple Ganoderma lucidum cloud, the aura is instantly different.

"A purple canopy, immortals riding on clouds—this is the true aura of immortals."

Huang Bai nodded to himself.

This Lord of the Clouds should be a deity in the mythology of the Chu Kingdom.

The gods of Chu have always been known for their beauty, purity, and solitude.

There are only a handful of deities in the Chu lineage.

The specific reasons why the Kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West opposed the Chu-affiliated deities remain unknown to Huang Bai.

He just happened to stumble upon it and casually helped Yun Zhongjun.

Huang Bai came to the incense table.

Incense smoke gathered on the altar.

This incense is entirely purple, with a crystal-clear body and fine cloud-like patterns on its surface, clearly indicating its extremely high quality.

Huang Bai focused his gaze, and information surfaced in his sea of ​​consciousness.

【Return to the Temple】: Light incense and forcibly return to the ancient temple.

Huang Bai's eyes lit up.

With this incense stick, we'll have an extra way out even if we encounter danger in the future.

Immediately afterwards, a second message appeared on the incense table.

【Guiding Incense】: The holder of the incense silently recites the world type and can randomly travel to a similar world.

This incense stick also has many uses.

At the same time, an altar temple appeared next to the incense table.

The altar base is circular, and the surrounding area is engraved with celestial script and cloud seal script. A small memorial tablet stands on the altar, subtly connecting it with the myriad realms of the heavens.

Huang Bai focused intently on the information, and new information surfaced in his mind.

[Altar of Rituals]: An altar that connects all realms. The temple master can establish new altars of rituals in the heavens and summon people from that realm to seek help, but cannot summon people from multiple realms at the same time.

Huang Bai stared at the altar for a while, and gradually understood.

"Summoning people from a specific world? It can't summon multiple worlds at the same time, so it seems the function of the Summoning Incense has been fixed."

The incense he used to call for help was a consumable item.

The appearance of the ritual altar now means that this ability is fixed within the ancient temple of the Heavenly Way.

As long as he establishes a ritual altar in the corresponding world, he will be able to summon people from that world to help him in battle.

In this way, when manpower is needed in the future, we won't have to rely entirely on incense offerings and hoping for the best.

Huang Bai was quite satisfied.

However, he also knew that this method of summoning must have limitations.

Regardless, this is a significant upgrade for the Heavenly Path Ancient Temple.

Huang Bai then arrived at the mountain peak of the Great Ming World, preparing to refine pills and cultivate.

The mountain peaks are serene, shrouded in mist.

The alchemy furnace stood on the stone platform, and the fire inside flickered.

Huang Bai sat cross-legged in front of the furnace, reflecting on his current path of spiritual practice.

"The routes are almost finalized."

"The fourth elixir-returning process requires qi and blood."

The fourth and fifth times of elixir restoration are changes in the physical body.

Physical transformation requires essence, qi, and blood as its foundation.

Therefore, demon cores containing abundant qi and blood become the best choice for promoting the rebirth of the elixir.

Huang Bai kept deducing the situation in his mind.

"We can use the guiding incense to get there... however, places with many demons are also risky."

In a world teeming with demons, it is indeed easier to find demon cores brimming with vital energy.

But the more demons there are, the deeper the waters of the world become.

Huang Bai frowned in deep thought.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.

What is the world of martial arts like?

The martial arts world is a typical system of physical cultivation.

The true qi and internal strength contained within are often the condensation of the body's qi, blood, and essence.

Such a world is usually free of demons.

Even with high martial prowess, physical cultivation itself has limitations, making it less versatile than Taoist techniques.

Therefore, the martial arts world is nothing to fear for Huang Bai.

Having made up his mind, Huang Bai immediately took out the guiding incense.

Incense is lit.

Wisps of smoke rose straight into the sky.

Huang Bai closed his eyes and silently recited: "Go to a martial arts world, preferably with internal energy and divine skills."

The next moment, the Heavenly Decree faintly emitted golden light.

Lines of text appeared on the belly of the talisman.

[Heavenly Decree: Travel to the world of "Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and collect the Four Great Books.]

Huang Bai looked at the words and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"So it's The Legend of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty."

"The Four Great Books should be the War God's Record, the Longevity Manual, the Heavenly Demon Strategy, and the Compassionate Sword Manual."

The latter three are relatively easier to obtain.

The real problem is the War God Catalogue.

The whereabouts of this object are unknown; it is said to be hidden in the so-called Temple of War.

Huang Bai pondered for a moment.

"The world of Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty is not an ordinary martial arts world; it also contains masters who can shatter the void, making it extraordinary."

However, this realm happens to meet the needs of Huang and Bai.

First of all, this world contains the relics of the Evil Emperor.

The Evil Emperor's Relic contains a great deal of internal energy and essence, which is perfect for him to refine elixirs.

Secondly, martial arts classics can also make up for his lack of understanding of physical abilities.

The path of cultivating both mind and body is not perfect; if one only cultivates mind and not body, how can it be considered complete?

Huang Bai found it more and more interesting the more he thought about it.

"Speaking of which, what kind of expression would the masters of the martial arts world have upon seeing my Taoist magic?"

A spark of interest arose in Huang Bai's heart.

He had never truly encountered a real knight-errant or a master of light-body skills.

As he was thinking this, the yellow and white figure slowly faded until it disappeared completely.

……

late at night.

The East China Sea is shrouded in mist and waves.

The stars were reflected on the dark water, swaying gently with the ripples.

A sea breeze blows, and mist surges in from afar, like countless white veils spread across the water.

Wow!

In the darkness of night, the mist on the water's surface was suddenly broken.

A giant ship broke through the fog and came.

The boat was lit up with thousands of lights, which made the water surface look like it was covered with golden scales.

The high-rise ship cabins are stacked one on top of another, with upturned eaves and carved railings reflecting the firelight. On the deck, female disciples stand holding swords.

Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their eyes were alert; they were clearly well-trained.

Wow!

Just then, the Clippers came speeding in from all directions.

The oars sliced ​​through the sea, the sound of the water as dense as rain.

In the night fog, one could vaguely make out fierce faces.

"Enemy attack!"

A sharp scream pierced the night.

The next moment, countless rockets came from all directions.

The flames, like shooting stars, tore through the sea mist and fell upon the giant ship.

boom!

The edge of the sail was ignited by rockets.

Chaos erupted on the deck.

"Put out the fire!"

"Hold the ship's gunwale!"

"Don't let them board the ship!"

The disciples rushed to put out the fire, while others quickly regrouped and engaged the pirates who had boarded the ship.

The crew on the giant ship were initially in disarray, but they quickly regrouped and gradually turned the tide.

The sword flashed and the blade clanged.

"Mother, are they river bandits?"

A tall, slender girl with a frosty face stood in front of the ship's deck, watching the carnage in the distance.

She placed one hand on the weapon at her waist, her eyes were cold and sharp, and her expression showed a hint of eagerness.

This woman's name is Shan Wanjing.

Standing beside her was a middle-aged woman who bore a striking resemblance to her.

The beautiful woman was dressed in luxurious clothes and possessed an elegant demeanor.

"River bandits?"

Shan Meixian snorted coldly: "Where did these audacious bandits come from, daring to attack my Dongming Sect?"

Her gaze swept over the Rockets and Clippers, her voice growing colder.

"The situation in the Central Plains is chaotic; it must be because some forces have their eyes on the assets of the Dongming Sect."

Shan Wanjing drew half of her longsword, a murderous glint in her eyes, and said, "This time, I'll make sure they never leave alive!"

The Dongming Sect resides far overseas, and its wealth and weapons business are the envy of many.

With numerous heroes rising up in the Central Plains, there are certainly many who are secretly eyeing the Dongming Sect.

Originally, the enemy was gradually losing ground.

After the Dongming Sect disciples stabilized their position, they used the advantage of the giant ship to begin pushing the pirates who had boarded the ship back to the side of the vessel.

Just then, a new ship emerged from the depths of the sea fog.

The ships dispersed, subtly forming an encirclement.

Upon seeing this, Shan Meixian's expression finally changed.

"Damn it! Let's retreat!"

She immediately realized that this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but a premeditated trap.

Unfortunately, the enemy had already established an encirclement.

At this point, how easy is it to withdraw?

Even if they manage to escape, the Dongming Sect will suffer a severe blow.

Shan Meixian and her daughter Shan Wanjing also joined the battle.

As soon as the two women made their move, their swords flashed like lightning, their cold gleams striking the ground.

Several bandits had just boarded the deck when they were forced back by the flash of swords, and some even fell into the sea on the spot, blood spurting from their throats.

The other party was clearly prepared.

Several skilled martial artists quickly surrounded them, each engaging Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing.

These people were skilled in martial arts and worked together seamlessly, clearly not ordinary river bandits.

Just as the battle was becoming increasingly chaotic, an unexpected change occurred.

A sudden gust of wind howled up.

The mist that had been drifting on the sea surface instantly rolled back.

Dark clouds churned, obscuring the stars and moon.

The world suddenly darkened.

"What happened?"

Some people looked up at the sky, their faces pale.

A white light suddenly appeared deep within the clouds.

The white light grew brighter and brighter, as if some kind of divine being was descending from the heavens.

The two sides, locked in fierce combat, involuntarily stopped their actions.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

This scene will remain unforgettable for them for the rest of their lives.

A white dragon flew down from the clouds.

The white dragon is three zhang long, carrying wind and rain, and its scales are as clear as jade.

It meanders and swims, its whiskers swaying, its eyes like cold moons, and its body surrounded by swirling clouds.

The dragon's might was chilling, and the atmosphere was as strict as a prison.

The mythical, dreamlike scene made everyone forget the fighting.

Or perhaps it was that invisible aura that intimidated them, making it difficult for them to even grip their weapons.

"Is this a dragon?"

Shan Meixian stared wide-eyed at the sky in disbelief.

Do dragons really exist?

She had traveled the seas for many years and heard countless myths and ghost stories, but she had never seen a real dragon.

Even if I hear similar rumors, I just think of them as common people spreading misinformation.

What does the appearance of this white dragon signify?

Shan Wanjing was also stunned, her eyes filled with shock.

The white dragon stopped above the giant ship.

Clouds and mist rise, and wind and rain surround.

The next moment, the white dragon transformed into a graceful Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was dressed in a five-colored fairy robe, with pure gold eyes and two vertical lines on his forehead.

He sat cross-legged atop a purple Ganoderma lucidum that resembled a canopy.

The lingzhi mushroom was surrounded by swirling clouds, supporting him and suspending him in mid-air.

The Taoist's robes fluttered, and his golden eyes surveyed all living beings.

It is mysterious and profound, beyond words.

Shan Meixian and her daughter remained rooted to the spot, unable to process the bizarre scene before them.

On the deck, someone shouted in a trembling voice.

"immortal!"

Then, more voices rang out.

"A deity has descended to earth!"

"Truly divine!"

"I bow to the gods!"

Where would the lower-ranking disciples have ever seen such a scene?

Some people were so frightened that they dropped their weapons, which clattered onto the deck.

Some people's legs went weak, and they immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Even the once fierce bandits were now deathly pale, forgetting even to run away.

On the giant ship, both sides fell silent simultaneously.

At this moment, the Taoist's clear and melodious voice echoed from the void.

"Huh? Who's good?"

Shan Meixian reacted extremely quickly, without the slightest hesitation, and knelt down with a thud.

"I am Shan Meixian, the leader of the Dongming Sect from overseas. I was escorting a cargo ship here when we were attacked by river pirates. I beg the gods to see the truth!"

As soon as she knelt down, the disciples of the Dongming Sect also knelt down.

Shan Wanjing was a beat slower, but she also bowed her head in greeting.

"I see."

Above the Lingzhi canopy, the Taoist smiled gently.

He raised his finger and drew a winding talisman in the air.

The talisman shimmered with golden light.

Whoosh whoosh!

The next moment, dozens of golden rays shot out from the sky.

The golden light was incredibly fast.

The bandit leader, who was hiding in the crowd directing the operation, was pierced through the forehead by a golden light before he could even react.

Pfft!

Pfft!

One corpse after another fell to the ground.

The bandits' formation was immediately thrown into chaos.

Shan Meixian's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up and shouted, "Quick! Do it!"

"kill!"

The Dongming Sect disciples snapped out of their daze, gripped their weapons tightly again, and charged towards the remaining bandits.

Without their leader, these bandits quickly became a disorganized rabble.

Soon, the once-arrogant river bandits were completely defeated by the Dongming Sect.

The flames on the sea gradually died down.

The giant ship regained its stability.

Shan Meixian and her daughter Shan Wanjing came down to Huang Bai again and knelt down respectfully.

"Thank you so much for your help, divine intervention!"

At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds.

The martial arts world is about to change!

The dragon roams the sea of ​​clouds and transforms into a Taoist priest.

With a single finger, a talisman is drawn, and golden light kills the enemy.

Shan Meixian comes from a demonic sect and has far more knowledge than ordinary people.

She knew that no martial arts skill in the world could achieve such a level.

The only possibility is that a deity descended to earth.

So there really are gods in the world!

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