The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 106: Master and Disciple Smile
Far to the north of the Yin Mountains.

Song Ren, who was sitting cross-legged in the secret room deepest in Qingfeng Temple, practicing, suddenly opened his eyes as if he felt something.

Then, he looked at the bronze mirror given to him by the great master of the Tantric Buddhism with some doubt:

"……What happened?"

Looking inside the bronze mirror, one could see that there seemed to be some special symbols buried deep inside the mirror that was faintly glowing with golden light.

Looking at him, it seemed as if he was trying to comprehend the special symbols in the bronze mirror.

Just when he was a little confused.

I only saw ripples suddenly appear in the bronze mirror in front of me, and then it was as if the mist was wiped away.

The strange symbol hidden in the deepest part of the bronze mirror that he had been unable to comprehend appeared in the bronze mirror:

"Om..."

Seeing the symbol suddenly appear in the bronze mirror, Song Ren, who was wearing a black robe and a flat crown and looked middle-aged but extremely powerful, suddenly changed his expression:
"Oh no! Someone is stealing my secrets!"

Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the seven-story pagoda on the table next to him, and then pressed it heavily against the bronze mirror:
"Exquisite Pagoda, suppress it!"

However, this spell that could prevent the Qi from being spied on and suppress spiritual energy suddenly failed!

Seeing that this spell suddenly lost its effect, Song Ren's indifferent face showed a trace of panic:

“…Master…Master…”

Sure enough, at the moment when he pressed the exquisite pagoda on the bronze mirror, the bronze mirror showed the equally dark scene on the other side.

Then look into the bronze mirror.

All I saw was an old man who looked very old, and he was looking at me with sharp eyes.

Faintly, it was as if he had walked out of the bronze mirror directly through the distant space, and his gaze pierced into people's hearts!

"This...this...this..."

When he saw this familiar figure, Song Ren's face showed a moment of panic, but then his expression calmed down in an instant.

Then, he looked at the bronze mirror with a strange look, and then said with a melancholy tone:
"I didn't expect that you are still alive..."

The moment he finished speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out from the bronze mirror:
"Snapped!"

A crisp sound sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the bronze mirror in front of Song Ren suddenly shattered, and a bright red slap mark appeared on his face.

"hiss……"

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Song Ren's indifferent face now showed a bit more surprise.

Touched the cheek gently.

Faintly, there seemed to be a trace of heat on the left side of the face that had been slapped:
"Pure Yang magic...boy's urine..."

Thinking of this, Song Ren was not angry, but seemed to have thought of something, with some inexplicable emotion in his eyes:
"Master... I didn't expect that even though you are already in a desperate situation, you can still teach your disciple from a distance..."

"Don't worry, I will always remember your teachings..."

When he said this, he looked into the distance, as if he had seen his master in Renjia Town through thousands of mountains and rivers:
"Master, please wait. I have a great gift for you. I hope you will like it after receiving it in a while..."

"After all, this is the gift that I, your disciple, have selected many times before I finally came up with, one that will make you die with regret..."

When he finished speaking, the sound of his nagging gradually dissipated into the air and could no longer be heard.

There was silence for a moment.

Then, Song Ren stood up and gently picked up the broken pieces of the bronze mirror:

"The secret of the Kundalini Meditation has been taken away by Master. Looks like I have to argue with those old guys again."

"Master, you are a man who keeps learning throughout your life. You are unwilling to suffer any loss..."

By the end, the secret room gradually became quiet.

Only the extremely shallow and light breathing sound could let people know that there were still living people in this secret room.

the other side.

Song Feng, who was in a wheelchair and rushing towards Renjia Town, also heard the gradually weakening sounds of fighting and killing in the distance of Renjia Town:
"It looks like the front is almost over..."

Shaking his head, Song Feng no longer cared about the battle in front of the town, but instead thought about the next goal:

"Now that I have obtained the tantric tummo meditation, I can stimulate the origin to the maximum extent. Next time, I don't have to be so cautious when practicing the five elements in reverse."

"If time was not a urgency, I would not have sought the Twisted Fire Meditation and practiced the method of reversing the five elements..."

Life is limited, even if he can hold on to the last bit of origin with his own Taoism and magic power.

But in the end his life span will not change.

Therefore, it is better to recover your magic power as early as possible. Only when your magic power is recovered can you seek opportunities by relying on the incredible power of magic power.

"I have already awakened two divine treasures. If I continue to reverse the five elements according to the reverse training method, I only need to awaken one more divine treasure to form a tripod..."

Once you are able to make the qi of the five internal organs form a tripod, then to a certain extent you can speed up the process of sublimation of the five internal organs.

After all, the three flowers gather in the cauldron and the five qi converge into one.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for these three kinds of qi from the five internal organs to be built together to form a special circulation.

However, ever since he awakened his five internal organs, he has been following the path of practicing the five elements in reverse.

Because the five elements generate each other, metal generates water.

However, when he awakened the second divine treasure, he adopted the method of water and gold generating each other, first using water to attack gold, and then using gold to generate water.

Under normal circumstances, the first deity would awaken the spirit of the kidneys, and the second one should be water giving birth to wood, with the five elements generating each other to awaken the spirit of the liver.

But he did the opposite.

Therefore, if he does the opposite next time, he can build a three-way balance of power.

At that time, you can temporarily borrow the three flowers of essence, energy and spirit to force your body to undergo a transformation.

“It’s getting harder and harder to live…”

Thinking about his future goals and how difficult it was to survive, Song Feng sighed helplessly.

But what else can be done?

After all, although Tantra is sometimes not regarded as orthodox, its practice methods are also desirable.

He had been coveting this spell for a long time.

Unfortunately, even though he had knocked on their door at the beginning, those old guys had guarded this last secret tightly.

Who would have thought that the flowers I planted with care did not bloom, but the willows I planted by accident grew into a shade.

Things that I couldn't achieve when I was at my peak were easily achieved after I got old.

“If those old guys knew that I was the one who inherited this, I wonder if they would be so angry that they would die…”

Thinking of this, the smile in Song Feng's eyes became even more intense.

Keep going.

When Song Feng returned to the charity cemetery, he found that many people had gathered there.

Moreover, most of the villagers seemed very happy, as if they had encountered a big happy event.

Seeing this scene, there is no need to guess, you know that this will definitely be a great victory.

Sure enough, as he continued to move forward, he saw two savages with many wounds on their bodies, tied together and locked in a cage.

"Hey, Uncle Seven, these are the other two leaders of the Five Immortals Gang of horse thieves besides the leader."

"Now that Uncle Jiu has taken action, he has directly captured these two thieves. This is really exciting!"

At the end of the speech, Awei, who was holding the torch, showed an excited expression and seemed very excited.

After hearing what A Wei said, Song Feng turned his head and asked with some surprise:
"...The leader of the horse thieves was not caught?"

After hearing this, A Wei was stunned for a moment, and then he began to explain:

"That bandit leader was too cunning. He took advantage of Master's rescue to use his evil magic to injure people and escape."

"But the bandit leader has been beaten badly by Master. I guess he is just like a grasshopper in autumn. He won't be able to jump for a few more days!"

At the end of the conversation, Awei showed great confidence in Uncle Jiu.

After all, Uncle Jiu, who is the one who actually directs the villagers to set traps and cast spells, looks extremely safe.

Nowadays, he always talks about "master".

Just at this time.

Uncle Jiu, who had just directed the villagers to clean up the battlefield, now came to the charity cemetery with one hand behind his back:
"Seventh Uncle, it seems that you have dealt with those bandits who came from the back mountain?"

Seeing that his seventh uncle was safe and sound, he knew that those horse thieves must have been dealt with.

After all, this old guy has always been very scheming, so it's easy for him to do such a small thing.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Song Feng nodded and then said:
"Among the bandits who came from the back mountain, there is an interesting guy who has a pretty good secret technique."

"But in the end, I chose the wrong opponent. I don't know if there are any other bloodlines of the Luotou clan circulating in the world..."

Hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine, who had just experienced a great disaster, was slightly startled, and then asked back:
"The Luotou clan? Wasn't this clan wiped out long ago? How come their bloodline is still circulating in the world?"

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng, who had just returned from cleaning up the battlefield, started to cry out:

"Master, you don't know, those six heads just flew up into the sky, it scared me."

"If it wasn't for my seventh uncle telling me that it was an illusion, I would have always believed that they could fly!"

"And Master, you haven't seen how powerful those three divine generals of Seventh Uncle are. They can kill one head with one strike..."

At the end of the speech, Qiu Sheng stretched out his hand and gestured, and it seemed that he wanted to take his place.

Originally he thought that his visit would at least be of some use, but after the trip, he actually just came to be a bystander.

Just peeing and digging a hole.

Looking at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who were dancing and trying to tell him stories, Uncle Jiu turned his gaze to Uncle Qi:
"...Seventh Uncle, are you okay?"

If you come across the bloodline of the Luotou clan, and if you cast magic, it might be a bit of a burden.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's question, Song Feng nodded, then said with a smile:
"It's definitely not good, but this time it can be considered a small gain."

"I see that these people from the Five Immortals Gang seem to have some special skills. Why? Isn't Jiu curious about these special skills?"

Hearing Seventh Uncle say this and looking at the suggestive look on his face, Ninth Uncle suddenly understood why this old guy was like a treasure trove, with endless magic spells.

The unorthodox magic of the Five Immortals Gang has such great flaws, yet this old guy still wants to pry it out of other people's mouths.

For a moment, he didn't dare to imagine how many people had suffered at his hands in the past.

But by coincidence, he actually has the habit of collecting strange magic:

"The horse thieves of the Five Immortals Gang have a habit of keeping valuables on their bodies. I have searched them."

"Among so many horse thieves, I actually found two complete copies of the Five Poison Secrets, but unfortunately they have too many flaws."

When he said this, he took out a thin secret book from his chest and handed it to his seventh uncle in front of him.

"Disadvantages? Can this spell be modified?"

When he said this, Song Feng opened the secret book, took a few glances at it and then put it in his pocket.

This thing not only needs to eat the five poisons and drink dew, but also burn, kill, plunder, indulge in desires, eat raw meat and drink blood, and often eat raw food.

This spell is a bit too evil.

He knew at a glance that this was probably an old version of the spell that the Five Immortals Sect had created many years ago.

The spiritual world is also changing.

It is actually very difficult for magic like this, which involves burning, killing, looting, eating people and drinking blood, to gain a foothold in the world of cultivation.

Listening to Uncle Seventh talking so casually about wanting to modify a spell, Uncle Nine silently shook his head:
"This spell has too many shortcomings. If we want to modify it, we might as well combine its characteristics and create a new similar spell."

This spell probably only has a framework that can make a person's body invulnerable to swords and guns, but it has many other shortcomings.

It's just like a patchwork of things.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Song Feng nodded, and then he seemed to remember something and said:
"By the way, don't forget to send someone to the Five Immortals Gang's lair. The Five Poisons are good things and are also very beneficial to cultivation."

"And if the secret book is correct, there should be a pair of purple-headed, golden-tailed scorpions in the Five Immortals' lair."

"I feel that if I had this pair of purple-headed golden-tailed scorpions, I would be able to quickly replenish the energy I had consumed..."

Hearing what Seventh Uncle said, Ninth Uncle couldn't help but twitch his lips. This old guy wants everything. What a big appetite!
(End of this chapter)