The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 163 Return to the Mountains
Seeing that the master in front of him didn't want to say anything, Song Feng also understood that this matter might really involve something unspeakable.

But he didn't care too much.

After all, although this thing is relatively important, it is not necessary on the road to refining the spirit and returning to the void.

The underworld is just an option. His real goal is to practice returning to the void and ascend to heaven, rather than sinking in this world.

No matter how difficult it is to refine the spirit and return to emptiness.

But as long as his body is still alive and his body can still walk in the world, then he has a chance.

This is also the reason why many old monsters in the underworld envy him so much.

This is fucking genius!

"Well, since you don't want to talk about it, I won't force you to ask. But when will you give me the benefits you promised me?"

When he said this, Song Feng directly asked for the debt.

After all, you can't expect these old masters in the cultivation world to be as great and glorious as everyone thinks.

To be honest, most of the senior masters who have achieved success in spiritual practice actually have quite unique personalities.

If you don't ask about some things, he will really pretend that nothing happened next time. If you are not thick-skinned enough, you will suffer a great loss.

"Look at you, look at you, you didn't even bother to spend some time chatting with an old man like me, you just want some benefits, you really are a nobody."

When he said this, the master paused, then walked to the main hall and took out a scroll from it:
"Here, the thing I promised you is here. This painting of a three-legged golden toad worshipping the moon is a treasure I got in the underworld before."

"Since you've asked me, an old man, for help, I'll naturally give you something good. What do you think? Am I being nice enough, old man?"

At the end of the conversation, even the old senior, Master, couldn't help but feel somewhat proud of himself as he held the scroll in his hand.

“Although this visualization picture is not the Great Dao to Heaven, it was a top-level method that was popular in ancient times.”

"If you are lucky, you might be able to use this visualization diagram to practice an incredible magical skill."

Among the objects of visualization, the sun, moon, and stars can be said to be the best.

Although this picture of the three-legged golden toad worshipping the moon is not a method to achieve immortality, it is definitely one of the best among the visualization pictures.

After all, if the thing is not good enough, the guy in front of me will not ask for it.

Taking the picture of the three-legged golden toad worshiping the moon in his hand, Song Feng was captivated by it after just one look.

Faintly, he saw a three-legged golden toad lying in the bright moon, and it seemed to appear in his eyes in a trance.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what.

After he took this look, the divine power on the picture of the three-legged golden toad worshiping the moon seemed to gradually fade.

But in the blink of an eye, there was no more picture on the scroll:
"Is this the spiritual power passed down by the senior master? It is indeed worthy of being something you have brought out. It is indeed a treasure!"

When it comes to this, even Song Feng couldn't help but let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

The method of becoming an immortal is not easy to obtain. However, the top methods below the method of becoming an immortal are also extremely rare.

He did not have many true unconventional techniques like the Yin-Yang Concentric Method, but it was obvious that he would have one more after tonight.

Seeing that Song Feng had already taken in the divine thoughts in the Three-legged Golden Toad Worshipping the Moon, the Grandmaster spoke tentatively:
"I have an opportunity here. Do you want to try it?"

Seeing the old man in front of him say this, Song Feng rejected it very neatly:
"No need. As you said, the path of refining the spirit and returning to the void is difficult to follow, and the method of becoming an immortal may not necessarily help me."

Hearing that Song Feng had guessed what he was thinking, the master couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise, and then smiled and said:
"I didn't expect you to be able to guess what I was thinking, but if you really don't want it, then I won't force you."

"Just as you said, once you accept the Dafa inheritance of a sect, you will really be branded..."

When he spoke to the end, the master couldn't help but feel a little emotional, but looking at his gloomy eyes, he couldn't tell what he was feeling emotional about.

"For ordinary disciples, even if they cannot become immortals after obtaining a great method that reaches the heavens, the possibility of success is greater than that of ordinary people."

"In an era like that when the heaven and earth were rich in vitality and spiritual energy was abundant, a great law that could reach the heavens would be particularly precious."

"But now that spiritual energy is declining, everything has entered the next reincarnation. The gap between the Taoism has been narrowed to the lowest point. Sometimes, becoming an immortal may also be an obstacle..."

When he was here, Song Feng paused as if he remembered something, then looked at the old senior in front of him with a smile:
"Of course, if you can find a way to circumvent the restrictions and pass on a great technique to me, I will be grateful..."

When he finished speaking, Song Feng suddenly smiled and cupped his hands, looking like a smiling lucky cat.

To be honest, such expressions and movements on his body were quite incongruous in such a dark place.

"Good boy, it's already a big deal to give you a chance, and you still want to get something for nothing?"

When he said this, the master was so angry that he didn't know what to say. This brat was too bold:

"If I had the ability to escape the restriction, I would have stolen all the things from the other old guys in the sect long ago. How could it be your turn?"

If one really thinks that the method of becoming an immortal can be taught casually, it is hard to describe the complexity of the process involved.

He had the sudden idea to give this brat a chance to fight, which showed that he valued him very much.

I didn't expect this kid to be so greedy that he wanted to get something for nothing and run away. How could this be possible?

Seeing his master fuming with anger, Song Feng regained his composure, then smiled softly and said:
"Since there is no such thing as a free lunch, I can only think of a way to make a big pie myself."

"The decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has its benefits. Some inheritances will also be affected."

"Like some special things, special inspirations, when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rich, who dares to touch their tiger whiskers?"

"It's different now. The world is so big now. If there's something that's not available in the East, then go to the West. If there's something that's not available in China, then go outside the country."

"In such a great world, if you lose less than you have more than you need, maybe I can really get some help from you..."

When he finished speaking, Song Feng's smile became even deeper, and the light in his eyes became even darker.

Although he looked like he was smiling, countless grimaces suddenly flashed across his pitch-black robe.

Looking at Song Feng's familiar expression and listening to his indifferent words, the master couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"Although you have good talent, you are a little too wild in your actions."

"It's only because of this special era that all your spiritual energy has reached its peak, otherwise you would have been finished!"

When he spoke to the end, the master couldn't help but feel speechless.

how to say?

The boy in front of him is unique in the world in terms of character, perseverance, and talent.

Although his actions are somewhat righteous and evil, he can be truly classified as a side pather and cannot be considered a heretic.

The problem is that he was a little too bold. If he hadn't messed around back then, with his cultivation level, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

But what made him curious was, after he did those things back then, was it really true that he gained nothing at all?

"I am still alive now. Hasn't this proved what I said? Some things are no longer untouchable."

"Perhaps in this era of declining spiritual energy, there will really be another immortal who can refine the spirit and return to the void..."

When he spoke the last words, Song Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, making it impossible to tell what was in his eyes.

But when the master heard his words, he looked at the figure in front of him meaningfully, and then sighed:

"Alas, nowadays it's all you young people who rule the world. I'm too old to keep up..."

As he spoke this, the master leisurely walked toward the high platform above the hall.

Seeing the master's actions, Song Feng nodded slightly, then raised his hands and said:
"In that case, I will take my leave now!"

When he said this, he saw black mist suddenly sweeping in from the hall.

The position where he was was as if there was a road that could never be seen, and the way ahead was constantly being opened up.

In just a blink of an eye, his thought of falling into the underworld had dissipated in the hall.

Wait until he leaves.

He only saw the master who was already sitting on the high platform, looking at the place where he had just stood with a dim gaze:
"Your character, talent, and perseverance are all first-rate in the world. It is precisely because of this that I don't know which of your words are true and which are false."

"You came to me this time with a scroll. Are you testing me or do you have a plan in mind?"

"I don't know if you really have the confidence to refine your spirit and return to the void, or if you have already thought of a way out..."

At the end, the master couldn't help but shook his head, as if he felt a little bored:
"Forget it, let him continue to have his adventures. I just don't know if this cycle of reincarnation will ever end."

"If the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is really exhausted, then is there any way out for the practitioners in the world..."

At the end of his speech, the figure of the master began to be slowly shrouded by the spreading black fog.

In a short while, the entire hall seemed to have fallen into a black river.

It just caused a few ripples in the darkness, and then there was no trace left.

the other side.

Song Feng, who had been resting with his eyes closed in the reclining chair, suddenly opened his eyes slowly:
"There really is something unexpected happening in the underworld..."

The next moment, in his slightly cloudy eyes, an illusory shadow was reflected by the moonlight.

It's like winning the first prize in the imperial examination.

A three-legged golden toad that seemed to appear and disappear appeared from the depths of his eyes, slowly reflecting the moonlight and blending with the heaven and earth.

"The Three-legged Golden Toad Worshipping the Moon, this can truly be considered a top-level method for cultivating the mind and visualizing..."

Song Feng whispered softly, with an indescribable smile on his face:

"But since even the senior is keeping it secret, I'm afraid my guess is probably pretty close. Interesting... Interesting..."

At this moment, his eyes were dark and unpredictable, as if he had thought of something, but no one could guess what he was thinking:
“Practicing the Spirit Return to Void… hehe… I really can’t do it anymore… take your time… take your time, everything will work out, this is the best time…”

The sound of the naa, accompanied by the breeze in the air, was blown into the depths of the night.

Wait until the end.

Song Feng just lay on the recliner with his eyes open, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

brush!
As far as the eye can see, there is the bright white moon.

Song Feng, who was swallowing the purple pill in his mouth, seemed to be able to truly draw the Taiyin energy from the sky and completely refine the Taiyin moonlight.

Faintly, the purple air that was originally lingering in Song Feng's dantian was now accumulating more and more, and the seemingly obscure moonlight of the moon was no longer so cold.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Deep in the Taiyin moonlight absorbed in the Dantian, there seems to be a three-legged golden toad wearing the bright moon and practicing with the stars.

Rays of light bloomed from his body, and it seemed as if something strange was growing in him.

But when I looked more closely, I found that it seemed to be just an illusion.

"Gululu..."

The moonlight from the moon, along with the remaining spiritual energy of heaven and earth, was continuously absorbed into Song Feng's body, repairing the meridians and acupoints in his body.

The magic power is constantly surging in the twelve-story building.

Logically speaking, so many laws should have already filled the Twelve Floors, advancing towards the Law Circle, and should have circulated around the sky.

But the strange thing is that no matter how much moonlight falls from the sky, it seems unable to fill up this Dantian space.

It was as if time had stood still.

Early the next morning.

Uncle Jiu, who was used to getting up early, got up early at this moment and then washed up with a towel.

Because of Uncle Jiu, Zhe Gu also gets up very early, and the changes in her body are also more obvious.

Her movements were no longer as rough as before, and she had a more feminine softness and naturalness. Even her temperament seemed to have settled down.

At this moment, Zhe Gu was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, and she really seemed like a highly skilled practitioner living in seclusion in the mountains.

If her eyes were a little more indifferent and her expression a little more stern, she would truly be considered an unattainable fairy.

But at this moment, Zhe Gu's eyes were fixed on Uncle Jiu, and the stars in the sky seemed to be reflected in them.

"Master, good morning!"

Qiu Sheng said hello to Uncle Jiu and Zhe Gu, and then began to practice breathing exercises every morning.

He was already proficient in these.

However, just after finishing breakfast, Uncle Jiu turned around and said to Qiu Shengwen:
"After dinner, you two should pack up quickly. Today we will go to Zhegu's dojo to take a look."

"It's a good opportunity to introduce you to your two future junior sisters."

(End of this chapter)