Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 156 Turning Stone into Gold, A Once-in-a-Lifetime Opportunity

The night sky is vast and clear, with the bright moon hanging high and the stars shining like a clear mirror.

The sea surface shimmered.

The Taoist priest rode on auspicious clouds shaped like lingzhi mushrooms, hovering above the giant ship, his entire body radiating a faint fluorescent light.

Purple lingzhi mushrooms were surrounded by swirling clouds, and colorful fairy robes swayed gently in the wind, as if blending into the night sky.

The scene before my eyes was like a dream.

The Taoist priest slowly descended.

Light as a feather, it landed on the deck without making a sound.

The mere act of landing was enough to spark Shan Meixian's wild imagination.

From a martial arts perspective, there is no trace of Huang Bai cultivating internal energy.

Yet he had a long, steady breath, light steps, a lithe physique, and bright eyes.

These details all demonstrate that this person is no ordinary person.

In particular, this person's skin was as white as jade, smooth and flawless, without a trace of vulgarity.

If word got out that her skin tone, it would probably drive women all over the world crazy with envy.

"Are you going to Middle-earth?"

Huang Bai looked around and asked.

Shan Meixian immediately stepped forward and respectfully replied:

"Yes. The Dongming Sect is skilled in weapon crafting, and their mission to the Central Plains is to deliver a batch of weapons there."

Huang Bai nodded.

"Alright, let's go together."

After saying that, he walked straight into the ship.

The Dongming Sect members quickly parted the road, not daring to obstruct them in the slightest.

Seeing this, Shan Meixian was not surprised but delighted, and immediately followed.

"It is our honor to travel with the gods. If the gods need anything, please feel free to give us your orders."

The dignified leader of the Dongming Sect, Shan Meixian, daughter of the Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan, was so polite to a young Taoist.

If this got out into the wider world, probably no one would believe it.

Only Shan Meixian herself knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Any price is worth paying to please this divine figure.

Thank you for your trouble.

Huang Bai smiled and nodded.

Shan Meixian became even more respectful and cautiously asked, "May I ask your holy title, Immortal?"

"My Taoist name is Huang Tian; you can just call me Master Huang."

"Yes, Master Huang."

Shan Meixian turned to Shan Wanjing and said, "Wanjing, you stay and await orders."

"Yes, Mother."

Shan Wanjing, known in the martial arts world as the Ice Beauty, appeared incredibly docile at this moment.

She stood quietly to the side, her earlier eagerness and sharpness completely concealed.

Shan Meixian left.

Although she is the sect leader, she is an outsider after all, and the internal factions of the Dongming Sect are not entirely under her control.

Originally, Shan Meixian planned to marry her daughter to a young master of the Shang family to consolidate her power as the head of the sect.

There is no need for that now.

Even if her daughter were to simply serve as a sword-wielding maidservant to a deity, the benefits would far outweigh those of marrying into the Shang family.

Shan Meixian came outside the deck.

The sea breeze ruffled her hair, calming her excited expression considerably.

She gazed into the depths of the night and murmured to herself, "A white dragon has appeared in the world, a deity has descended to earth—I doubt anyone would believe it if I told them."

Inside the pavilion.

Huang Bai sat at the head of the table, sizing up Shan Wanjing.

His eyes gleamed with golden light as his gaze fell upon Shan Wanjing.

Dan Wanjing blushed under his gaze, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.

"You know internal energy?"

Huang Bai suddenly asked.

Shan Wanjing quickly replied, "I know a little."

"Let's see how it's demonstrated."

Dan Wanjing was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "My martial arts skills are shallow, how could I be qualified to embarrass myself in front of the Taoist priest?"

Huang Bai said, "I don't know martial arts."

"what?"

Shan Wanjing suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with disbelief.

However, she still obediently drew her longsword.

hum!

The longsword was drawn.

Shan Wanjing took a deep breath, her internal energy surged, and the sword light shone brightly.

She moved with light steps, her figure as swift as a swallow. As she unleashed her sword, a continuous, cold light shone, like a white ribbon dancing among the pavilions.

After finishing her swordplay routine, Shan Wanjing sheathed her sword and stood there, beads of sweat already forming on her forehead.

She breathed softly and said, "I've made a fool of myself."

Huang Bai pondered for a few moments, then suddenly said, "I understand now."

Shan Wanjing was taken aback.

The next moment, she saw a ball of white light swirling around the tips of Huang Bai's fingers.

Shan Wanjing was startled.

This is actually internal energy.

In less than three breaths, the white light at Huang Bai's fingertips became increasingly solid, reaching the level of projecting internal energy outwards.

For a moment, Shan Wanjing forgot to speak.

She had practiced martial arts since childhood and knew how difficult it was to cultivate internal strength.

For an ordinary martial artist to cultivate internal energy, it would take at least several years of hard work.

To project one's internal energy outwards requires talent, a renowned teacher, the right techniques, and years of accumulated experience.

The Taoist priest Huang in front of me had only looked at it once.

He'll get it.

"So this is internal energy..."

Huang Bai thought to himself.

Internal strength refers to the vital energy and essence of the human body.

By circulating qi and blood through breathing, internal energy can be generated in the dantian.

This method is similar to the Taoist practice of refining essence into qi, except that in the martial arts world, essence and qi are applied to the meridians, techniques, and combat.

Huang Bai raised his head and looked at Shan Wanjing, who was still in a daze.

"Take me on a tour of the ship."

Shan Wanjing then came to her senses and quickly sheathed her sword.

"yes!"

The Dongming is very large.

In addition to the living quarters, there were also warehouses, small workshops, and armories.

The two walked through the ship's corridor.

Along the way, the Dongming Sect disciples bowed their heads in respect upon seeing Huang Bai, not daring to look him directly in the eye.

Ding ding ding.

Before even approaching the workshop, one could hear the rapid clanging of iron.

Inside the workshop, the furnace burned bright red, and the molten iron reflected on everyone's faces.

The craftsmen, shirtless, wielded hammers and forged iron blocks with great enthusiasm.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of hammers thundered like rain.

Shan Wanjing introduced, "The Dongming Sect's hundred-refined steel is famous all over the world, and we are one of the largest weapons merchants in the world."

As she spoke, a hint of pride unconsciously crept into her voice.

Huang Bai glanced at the workshop and casually asked, "So, you're quite well-informed?"

"Of course."

Shan Wanjing nodded and said:

"Our businesses are located in major strategic areas, and we cooperate with many sects and forces. We dare not say that we know everything that happens in the martial arts world, but most things cannot escape the eyes and ears of the Dongming Sect."

"I see."

Huang Bai walked up to a craftsman and looked down at the steel that was being quenched.

Huang Bai casually pointed and said a few words.

The craftsman was initially somewhat bewildered, but as he listened, his expression grew increasingly excited.

A moment later, he stared at the quenched steel, his hands trembling.

"A divine weapon...this is a divine weapon!"

He suddenly looked up, his face full of fervor.

"From now on, it can't be called 'hundred-refined steel' anymore; it should be called 'thousand-refined steel'!"

The surrounding craftsmen all gathered around.

The hundred-refined steel that the Dongming School relied on for its fame was further enhanced under the guidance of this Taoist priest Huang.

Shan Wanjing stood aside, her heart trembling even more intensely.

Once outside, Huang Bai had someone summon Shan Meixian.

Shan Meixian arrived quickly, her expression respectful.

Huang Bai looked at her and said directly, "From now on, the Dongming Sect will work for me."

Upon hearing this, Shan Meixian's heart skipped a beat.

Before she could reply, Huang Bai had already pointed out with his finger.

A wisp of golden energy flew out.

Wow!

In an instant, golden light burst forth from the room.

Beds, chairs, screens, tableware—everything touched by that golden essence transformed into glittering gold.

The room was filled with dazzling golden light.

Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing were both stunned.

This wealth almost dazzled them.

Midas touch?

The gold that Huang Bai conjured with his finger was equivalent to ten years of accumulation by the Dongming Sect.

Shan Meixian's breath hitched slightly.

She thought that gods were high above and might not understand the value of mortal power.

Now she understands.

It's not that the other party doesn't understand; it's just that worldly wealth is readily available to him.

With this in mind, Shan Meixian made what she later considered the most correct decision.

She bowed deeply, her voice utterly sincere.

"The Daoist Master is the savior of the Dongming Sect; we could never repay him even if we worked like oxen and horses. Why should we need any reward for serving him?"

"Please give your orders, Master. From this day forward, the entire Dongming Sect will be at your service."

"very good."

Huang Bai liked the two women's attitude very much.

Be pragmatic, know when to advance and retreat, and know how to seize opportunities.

So he took out two pills and gave them to Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing respectively.

The medicine wasn't very potent; it could only increase their internal strength.

However, for those in the martial arts world, it is already a rare elixir.

If they make further contributions in the future, they will naturally be rewarded again.

"Thank you, Master Xie!"

Huang Bai said, "I need you to do something."

Shan Meixian immediately straightened her face and said, "Please give your instructions, Daoist Master."

"Find two people."

"One of them is named Kou Zhong, and the other is named Xu Ziling."

Both of them came from beggar backgrounds.

Huang Bai paused slightly, then said, "If we can't find them, we'll look for Yuwen Huaji's men and see what mission they're carrying out."

"yes!"

Without asking any further questions, Shan Meixian immediately accepted the order.

Huang Bai's descent this time was certainly not to show off his divine powers in front of others.

His true purpose was to find the Four Great Books and to study the method of using internal energy to promote the elixir of immortality.

These trivial matters are best left to a certain force to handle.

The Dongming faction has businesses, connections, and intelligence networks, which he can use to his advantage.

Soon, the Dongming faction spread its network.

Following Yuwen Huaji's clues, the group found a place in Yangzhou.

……

dark night.

A faint bonfire was lit inside the dilapidated temple.

The flickering firelight illuminated the face of the broken statue, casting an uncertain shadow.

The night wind slipped in through the crack in the broken door, causing the flames to flicker.

There were two men and one woman in the dilapidated temple.

The woman was young and beautiful, and was resting with her eyes closed.

Judging from her slightly heaving breathing and pale face, she was clearly injured.

The two boys next to him were dressed in tattered clothes.

One of them was agile, with handsome features and a slightly cunning expression.

He was squatting by the campfire, warming his hands in the fire, and muttering to himself.

"Wow, this is incredible! So many people are chasing us. We're probably going to strike it rich this time."

The young man next to him was handsome and refined, with a calmer demeanor than Kou Zhong.

Xu Ziling glanced at Kou Zhong and said, "Let's get back to normal first."

At this moment, the beautiful woman who had been resting with her eyes closed suddenly opened them.

Kou Zhong immediately stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Mother, what's wrong?"

Fu Junzhuo's gaze turned cold, and she said, "There's someone here."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling jumped up in fright at the same time.

"Who?"

Fu Junzhuo's hand was already gripping the hilt of the sword.

"Don't worry, it's just one person."

hum!

The longsword was drawn, its aura chilling.

The next moment, a dazzling sword aura pierced through the wooden door and flew straight into the night.

As a disciple of Fu Cailin, a master swordsman in Goryeo, Fu Junzhuo possesses unparalleled swordsmanship skills.

The qi strikes first, followed by the sword qi; ordinary martial arts masters would find it extremely difficult to withstand.

However, after the sword energy flew outwards, the expected screams did not occur.

It was quiet outside the dilapidated temple.

Wow!

The wooden door opened by itself without any wind.

A woman's voice came from outside the door.

"Yi Jianshu, no wonder he is a disciple of Master Fu."

When Fu Junzhuo saw the person who came, her pupils immediately contracted.

Why are there two people?

The visitors were a man and a woman.

The man was dressed as a Taoist priest, with a noble and pure demeanor, and held a whisk in his hand.

The woman was dressed in a fitted outfit, and her eyes were bright; she was clearly a skilled martial artist.

However, she was positioned slightly behind, and the Taoist priest was clearly the one in charge.

Kou Zhong stepped in front of Fu Junzhuo, asking warily, "Who are you?"

Huang Bai looked at them and smiled, "Don't panic, I've come for the Longevity Formula."

"Don't even think about it!"

Fu Junzhuo drew her sword and stood up.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the whisk in Huang Bai's hand suddenly extended.

Thousands of threads flew out like living things, instantly entangling the bodies of Fu Junzhuo, Kou Zhong, and Xu Ziling.

The three tried to resist, but were bound and unable to move.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Fu Junzhuo channeled her internal energy, attempting to break free.

The whisk threads appear soft, yet they are incredibly tough.

The more she struggled, the tighter she clung to him.

She had never seen such amazing martial arts before.

This silk must be some kind of extraordinary treasure that can automatically stretch and shrink.

Wow!

Huang Bai extended his right palm.

The Longevity Manual hidden in Kou Zhong's bosom immediately flew out and landed in his hand.

Kou Zhong's eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey! Those are ours!"

Huang Bai ignored him and looked down at the strange book in his hand.

This book is neither made of gold nor silk, but seems to be made of some kind of unique gold thread, impervious to water and fire, and soft in texture.

Seven diagrams of human meridians are drawn on the pages of the book.

"So this is what profound martial arts are like."

Huang Bai thought to himself.

When the Longevity Technique is cultivated to its highest level, in addition to the body's own vital energy, one can also absorb external vital energy.

This is no longer simply about martial arts; it touches upon the path of cultivation.

The three were still trying to struggle.

Seeing this, Shan Wanjing couldn't help but say:

"The Taoist priest is a divine being; his word is his bond. If he says he won't harm you, he won't. What are you struggling for?"

"A celestial being..."

Kou Zhong secretly grumbled to himself.

Does wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk make you a deity?

He could even claim to be a celestial soldier or general.

Just then, Fu Junzhuo gave Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling a wink.

The two followed Fu Junzhuo's gaze.

In the darkness, several figures leaped and bounded, heading towards the dilapidated temple.

The person arrived with incredible speed, their robes billowing, exuding a chilling aura.

It must be Yuwen Huaji, who was hunting them down.

Fu Junzhuo's meaning was clear: let Yuwen Huaji fight against these two mysterious people, and perhaps she could find an opportunity to escape.

Once Yuwen Huaji's Ice Profound Force reaches its pinnacle, he will surely be able to fight these two mysterious men to a standstill.

Huang Bai, with his back to the door, was still concentrating on the Longevity Mantra.

The figure behind them was getting closer and closer.

Fu Junzhuo grew increasingly anxious, and even had the urge to speak up and offer some advice.

She feared that Yuwen Huaji would kill the Taoist priest with a single blow.

In that case, they would truly fall into the tiger's den.

Wow!

At that moment, a tall general and his men leaped in.

The visitor was none other than Yuwen Huaji.

His eyes lit up when he saw the Longevity Manual in Huang Bai's hand.

"Haha, it came to me without any effort!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck Huang Bai directly in the back.

As soon as his true energy was unleashed, the palm wind swept through the dilapidated temple like a cold tide.

The surrounding atmosphere was as cold and icy as an ice cave.

A layer of fine ice crystals formed on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Fu Junzhuo felt their blood stagnate, their bodies stiffen, and even breathing became difficult.

Fu Junzhuo's expression changed drastically.

As expected of Yuwen Huaji.

This icy energy has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Just as the palm strike was about to land on Huang Bai, Huang Bai slightly turned his body to the side.

In an instant, his eyes lit up.

Two third eyes slowly opened on his forehead.

One in black, one in white, both divine and majestic.

Those heavenly eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and also seemed to be able to expose evil spirits.

Inside the dilapidated temple, a chill ran through everyone's hearts at the same time.

Upon seeing this scene, Yuwen Huaji couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"What monster?"

Four eyes?

Is this even human?

Whoosh!

More than ten talismans flew out from the yellow and white sleeves.

The talisman transformed into streaks of golden light, instantly piercing the foreheads of Yuwen Huaji and his men.

Before they could even scream, they collapsed to the ground one after another.

As for Yuwen Huaji, who disturbed Huang Bai's reading...

boom!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, piercing directly through the roof of the dilapidated temple.

Before Yuwen Huaji could even react, he was instantly reduced to charcoal.

The charred body stood frozen for a moment, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The dilapidated temple was deathly silent.

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