The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 313 Ferry Goes East
An extremely obvious light flashed by.

Then, I saw Changbai Mountain. In one of the narrow valleys, a bright light suddenly flashed:
"Crack!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded.

A group of practitioners dressed in various clothes seemed to be vomited out.

“…Ouch!!”

Some unlucky guys couldn't stand for a moment and fell to the ground.

The remaining people stood firm.

He opened his Dharma eyes and looked outside the small valley.

See this terrain.

Many practitioners present couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise:

"A white tiger carrying a corpse? What a terrible feng shui! No wonder there is such a weak spot in the Yin-Yang Realm!"

The Yin and Yang realm and reality seem to be two lines, but in some weak places, Yin and Yang can be interchangeable.

This is what people call reversing yin and yang.

Generally speaking, this can only be achieved in extremely special terrain.

Most of them are vicious ghost kings.

After they achieved success in the underworld, they attempted to gain a new life in the world of the living, thus causing a big stir.

It is difficult for the Yin spirit of all calamities to become a saint.

It is difficult to practice as a ghost, let alone an evil ghost that enters the city with viciousness.

Only by reversing Yin can one achieve Yang.

Only by truly cultivating a pure yang body and then combining yin and yang into one, will it be possible to make further progress.

Although most of the ghost kings who did such things were killed by others.

But it has to be said.

Among such a large number, there will always be some that will succeed.

Although these people have not achieved pure yang.

However, when their physical body and soul merged, their spiritual power increased greatly.

Many great ghost kings who monopolize a piece of land in the underworld act in this way.

The Yin soil is inherently endless.

If the underworld can occupy such a place, it has already occupied the orthodox position.

As for other small places.

The underworld doesn't have that many troops to sweep it.

It can only be called fixed-point elimination.

Those big ghost kings who have some ability and can make some noise, unless they are stupid, will have to wrestle with the underworld.

Under such circumstances, the many masters, ghost generals, and ghost kings in the underworld may not necessarily go after these big ghost kings.

Most of the famous gods and generals in the underworld, or judges in high positions, are practicing in seclusion deep in the underworld.

Looking at the endless plain in the distance, Shi Shaojian looked towards the mountain with some concern:

"...Is there anything wrong with the old man?"

It wasn't that he was being overly pessimistic, but he really felt terrified by the situation at that time.

If the old man wants to escape, he can definitely do so.

However, in that situation, the old man fought against the Onmyoji alone, with so many spells.

There will definitely be a price to pay for saving these people.

Especially the moment of a fleeting glimpse.

He clearly saw that the old man had fallen from the Yin-Yang realm into reality.

If what you see is true.

How many people could survive in that horrific sea of ​​fire?
This kind of firepower is even more terrifying than the thunderbolt from heaven that his father used.

If the thunder from heaven is the power of heaven.

Such horrific artillery fire is the physical destruction in reality.

The terrifying temperature can melt even gold and stone.

He also had to worry about the old man at this moment.

After hearing what Shi Shaojian said, Qiu Sheng shook his head. Although he was still a little worried, his eyes were full of trust:

"Since Uncle Seven let me go first, I think he must have made plans in advance. He must still be alive..."

If he didn't practice cultivation, and saw the situation when the old man went to Renjia Town, he would be like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.

Now he has really reached this level of practice.

Only then did he understand how horrible it was that the old man had recovered from his exhausted state back then to where he is now.

It can be said that a floating particle can see the blue sky.

With such miraculous power and such unimaginable horrific means, he didn't believe that the old man would die just like that.

Rather than believing that the old man died in the fire, it is better to believe that he took advantage of the situation to escape and has already gone somewhere to enjoy his life.

All they have to do is practice well.

They are still alive and will definitely be able to meet the old man one day.

This old man is the master of Beiyin Mountain!
I have seen the old man for such a long time, and I don’t know anything else, but he certainly cherishes his life very much.

But I don't believe that the old man is willing to sacrifice his life for just the little bit he made on Mount Mao.

If this really happened to the old man, it would be really weird!
In fact, it’s not just Qiu Sheng and Wencai.

Since many masters present here can come outside the Great Wall, they must be people of integrity.

They knew that the old man had saved their lives.

But the thing is, it has already happened.

They could not return to the mountain.

Therefore, I can only remember this favor in my heart and wait for the day when I can repay it.

……

"Everyone, the mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and we still need to return to the sect to report. We will meet again someday if we are lucky enough!"

After finding a house and resting inside for a while, everyone left.

A group of righteous men without any sect or affiliation decided to stay outside the Great Wall and take root, trying to cause sabotage in Fuso's base camp.

Some disciples from other sects, seeing that the situation was hopeless, returned to the interior to report the situation.

Qiu Sheng and the others couldn't make a decision.

After all, they have been wandering around for such a long time, it is indeed time for them to go back, otherwise Uncle Jiu will probably come to arrest them.

The crowd quickly dispersed.

Bei Minghu, wearing a large cotton-padded jacket, quietly looked into the depths of Changbai Mountain:
"I hope you are safe and sound, old man. I am not needed outside the prison for the time being, so I'd better go back inside the prison!"

During these days, they have already found out all the situations inside and outside the pass.

By now, the Fuso people have already crossed the mountains and seas, entered the interior of the country, and even intend to swallow up the land of Kyushu with the force of a whale.

The war is now in full swing.

Many forces and heroes outside the Great Wall were also purged and swept away.

There is almost no soil left to survive.

Now, it is a very difficult decision to continue staying outside the Great Wall. Even if we return to the Great Wall, we will have to fight.

Since we are all going to fight.

Then wouldn't it be better to go back to the interior, to the place you are familiar with, than to stay outside the interior?

After all, it's a home game.

"If we are destined to meet, old man, you must come to my Beiming family..."

He murmured a few words softly, then shook his head and walked away.

……

As the righteous men from Guannei dispersed.

Many battle situations outside the Great Wall have also been reported to the interior.

only.

Even the many sects within the pass cannot just stand by and watch at this moment.

Because Fuso's troops have already stationed at the gates of some sects, and even pulled out cannons.

The war became more brutal.

In the mortal world, Fuso's army continued to swallow up the enemy, and there were also various living forces resisting.

It’s just that in the early stages of the war, apart from some people who actually received military equipment.

Most of the self-resistance teams did not have elite weapons, and even their people were pale and thin.

It is hard to imagine the embarrassment of having only three or five guns among dozens or hundreds of people.

The gun was even made in Hanyang. I don't know how many years it has been used, even the rifling has been worn smooth. When it is fired, I don't know where the bullet will fly.

that's it.

It would be nice to have a gun.

It is precisely because of this that in the early stages, when the battle was the most brutal, some troops could even suffer casualties of dozens to one compared to those of Fuso's troops.

Sometimes, you could even see a few Fuso troops of a dozen people chasing after an entire regiment.

This situation is very common.

A part of them are indeed the resistance forces on Kyushu land, and they really have no equipment.

On the other hand, this group of Fuso troops had undergone several years of pure military training in their homeland in advance.

Several years of off-the-job training is terrifying.

If this kind of war happens, it will only allow them to gain an advantage in the early stages.

But before they could swallow up the world at once, people with insight had already adopted a large-depth tactic, intending to trade space for time.

This is another long battle.

However, thousands of years of experience in struggle have taught them that as long as they can pull the enemy into the chess game of Kyushu, they can exchange his chess pieces bit by bit.

……

Wars in the spiritual world are also very common.

However, the Fuso Onmyoji and many ninjas did not just engage in an open battle with many masters of the spiritual world.

Instead, most of them have to rely on the military for support.

The main force is the army's sweep, supplemented by the assistance of Onmyoji.

For a while.

Some small sects that had taken root in towns were destroyed by the Fuso army without them noticing.

Some of the older generation of masters would even rather die than surrender in order to ensure the inheritance of their sect.

The death was also very tragic.

In this situation, many holy places of Taoism came out together, and basically those who had money contributed money, and those who had strength contributed strength.

On their native land.

Those Taoist sects and Taoist holy places have a very terrifying appeal.

There were countless people who went to war.

In some sects, except for one or two disciples who must be retained as successors, basically all members go down the mountain.

Sometimes you can see that in some armies resisting Fuso, some soldiers are clearly wearing military uniforms.

But there is a sense of religious solemnity in the actions and styles.

more than this.

Hold the incense in the left hand and fire the gun with the right hand.

When it’s time to burn incense, burn incense; when it’s time to fire guns, fire guns.

To the extent that, some of the Taoist holy sites almost experienced a gap in their inheritance.

Kyushu is really too big.

After fighting here and there and leaving their home area, they felt a little lost.

To the point where it really became a mess.

Although there have not been many major Buddhist sects that have taken action, some seemingly unknown temples that are used for ordinary practice have come out in full force.

This is what it means to sacrifice one's life for justice.

Sometimes, even on the battlefield, you can see the big bald head shining with light.

These masters are not ordinary people either.

People often say that one has a kind heart like a bodhisattva and the means like a vajra.

It really is the Vajra that subdues demons.

The fighting on the battlefield became more and more brutal, but the people of Kyushu became more and more excited and thrilled as the war went on.

The more they fought, the more they felt that the Fuso army, which was once as powerful as a tiger and a whale, was becoming increasingly weak.

It even shifted from strategic offense to strategic defense.

Victory is in sight.

Jiuzhou’s own country will always be ruled by its own people!
In this brutal fight.

All I saw was that there was a sudden movement in a large earth slope on Changbai Mountain that looked like a naturally formed grave:
"Wow... Wow..."

Pieces of gravel.

Falling from the slope.

At first there were only one or two stones, but by the end, even large stones weighing dozens of kilograms were pushed out from the inside.

Rumble!
Wait until the dust has cleared.

I only saw an old man wearing a dark robe and looking a little dusty jumping out from inside and clapping his hands:
"Wow, that was a close call. I almost lost my life because of this..."

Subconsciously, I leaned on the crutches.

After realizing that the thing had been taken away by him, Song Feng sighed helplessly:

"Forget it, forget it. If the old doesn't go, the new won't come. Maybe I'll run into some new crutches in the future..."

While here, Song Feng patted his dirty clothes, and then walked quietly towards the foot of Changbai Mountain.

At that time, the situation was indeed very dangerous.

Fortunately, he has an indestructible body, which was built with the essence of the corpses of at least three flying generals.

That is the Zombie King among Zombie Kings.

The Yin-Yang Corpses and Flying Corpses possess the natural supernatural powers of regenerating limbs and being reborn by dripping blood. These are no joke.

Of course.

Even with such a profound foundation, he was not able to completely withstand all the attacks.

The artillery fire was so horrific that even the mountains collapsed.

The reason why it took him so long to crawl out of the grave was that he was constantly recovering his body, relying on the earth's veins, earth's energy, regeneration of his limbs, and rebirth through his blood.

He didn't know whether there was a truly terrifying flying corpse in this world.

But he knows.

Even though there are such terrifying monsters as these who have achieved the level of flying corpses, he can still be ranked among the best among all the monsters.

"Ahem... Why is there so much turbid qi and blood in this world? Can't I mobilize any spiritual energy at all?"

After a few light coughs, Song Feng, who was walking several feet away as if the distance had been shortened to an inch, could not help but frown.

When he was bearing down on Fuso's many artillery shells, there was still a lot of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The masters who have the power of Yuan Ling are still very terrifying.

How come in the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared, and everywhere was filled with turbid air, blood, and evil spirits.

Don’t even think about using spiritual energy to practice at this time.

Don't swallow it all in one breath, or you'll go crazy.

"It seems that the spiritual energy has become extremely quiet. It will be difficult to practice the righteous way in the future. Instead, the evil way will be popular..."

When he said this, Song Feng paused and gently touched a piece of strange silk on his chest:
"If productivity develops greatly in the future, martial arts will be the most orthodox and most terrifying force when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth disappears."

But he is not bad either, although because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is dormant, his Taoism skills are not good enough to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he cannot use many methods.

But this time, he withstood the artillery fire and resisted the tactics of many Onmyojis of Fuso. He is not a good man who would sacrifice his life for justice.

He had felt that something was not right with his body before. Although his blood and energy had regenerated and his vitality had been restored, the body of the flying corpse was not completely integrated with him.

But this time on Changbai Mountain, he swallowed the corpse qi and essence of two flying corpses at once, and reached the peak at once.

Through the tempering of thunder and fire.

He also used unique means to forge his many supernatural powers together with the body of the flying corpse.

Although it is difficult to cast spells due to the changes in the times, he still has all the necessary means to deal with flying corpses.

even.

Because of his cultivation level above the Qingyun Dharmakāya, his various methods are more adept than those of the Flying Corpse, and they have basically been refined into something similar to supernatural powers.

A broken boat was found near the Bohai Sea.

The boat leaked.

But Song Feng didn't care.

After some casual repairs, it continued to drift towards the sea in the east with the help of a breeze.

Of course.

This time, there was no little butterfly on his shoulder.

Because he had sealed the Gu King deep in Changbai Mountain and thrown him to the edge of the dragon vein.

If one day, the spiritual energy is reborn.

This little thing might have some other luck.

(End of this chapter)