The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 346: Return to the Void Remnants
All I could see was that the dragon's originally fiery red scales were slowly changing color under the breeze.

Eventually it gradually turns to black.

Not only that, under the blowing of the green wind, it seemed as if there was a little blood mist falling from the sky.

The sea water seemed to be dyed red.

At this moment, the dragon swung its tail fiercely and coiled up in the clouds.

Followed by.

The breeze was blowing constantly.

But it could only blow out a little blood mist, as if the dragon had only suffered a little bit of damage.

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the sky:
"boom!!"

The next moment, the dragon that had just coiled up, unafraid of the green wind, suddenly froze.

Lightning flashed continuously on his body.

Arcs of electricity flashed on its scales.

Just at this time.

All I saw was the light green wind, which quickly penetrated into the gaps between his scales and continuously blew through his gaps.

Lightning flashed continuously.

The wind blows continuously.

At this time, the old dragon seemed to feel a little frightened.

At one of those moments.

All I saw was a ray of light flickering in the void.

Followed by.

Then he saw the dragon in the sky turned into ashes and disappeared into the sea not far away.

silence!

Unprecedented silence!
"...failed...failed?"

A sound of "na" came from the crowd, and then there was a huge wave at the scene.

Horrible, really terrible.

Originally they thought that the dragon had achieved the transition and transformed into a real dragon.

After all, the dragon horn is real.

That really looks very much like a dragon.

but.

Who would have thought that such a terrifying dragon, which had experienced the burning of endless flames, would turn into ashes under the thunder.

It’s terrifying to think about it.

What kind of power is this?
Even if these people were stupid at this time, they connected them with some myths and legends, and novels, and had some guesses in their minds.

Thunder disaster!

In the end, it should be a bolt of lightning.

Even such a terrifying dragon couldn't survive the catastrophe of heavenly thunder. Is it really possible for anyone to practice and become an immortal?
Shocking, really shocking.

I'm afraid that everyone present at the scene will never forget the scene they saw until their death.

A dragon that is almost invincible.

Destroyed under the heavenly calamity.

Not even any ashes were left.

This is the power of heaven and earth, this is the power of nature.

By this time.

These people seem to have some real understanding of myths and legends.

Dragons are real.

Then did the many magicians and immortals before them also exist?
Go on.

What is the truth of this world?
Is there really someone practicing Taoism?

For a moment, everyone's heart was filled with excitement, as if they had discovered the truth of this world.

however.

Looking at these people's heated discussions, the disciples and masters of Buddhism, Taoism, and many other major sects with a long history remained silent.

Dragons do exist.

Practitioners do exist.

There have also been big guys who moved mountains and seas, traveled to the North Sea in the morning, and stayed in Cangwu at night.

But that was all in the past.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been completely extinguished for more than sixty years.

These people are completely heading in the wrong direction.

Of course.

Because of some survivor bias, or the principle that the top group will always hear some news.

Therefore, those who have truly achieved success in their practice naturally understand the details.

Smart people are watching.

But it must be said that those who practiced martial arts in that era were considered to be reckless men.

Naturally, various conditions are displayed.

however.

While everyone was discussing and even fantasizing, Song Feng, who had long concealed his aura, paused slightly:
“I didn’t expect that even this old fellow who had been preparing for a thousand years couldn’t survive the three disasters. It’s really getting harder and harder to cultivate and become an immortal…”

Although he felt a little emotional, he had no intention of giving up on his path of cultivation.

In simple terms.

That is, he is very confident in his own practice.

Now, he is proceeding step by step.

He has survived the Yin Fire Tribulation. The next step is to complete the Zhoutian Breathing, gather his energy into a Gang, and cultivate an indestructible body. Then he can face the Bifeng Tribulation.

That's when.

He only needs to spend all his energy to deal with the future heavenly calamity.

Separate the three disasters.

It doesn't mean that we have to go through so many disasters at once.

This old dragon is an example.

The road to becoming a dragon is already very difficult, and the possibility of surviving the three disasters at once and becoming a real dragon is too low.

Thousands of years of practice and heritage.

He has clearly survived the Yin Fire Tribulation.

Clearly they were about to survive the storm, but no one expected the sudden thunderbolt from the sky.

Overcome two disasters at once.

It can even be said that the three disasters were overcome at the same time.

This is really no joke.

Heavenly thunder is the most powerful force. After going through the catastrophe of heavenly thunder, one can basically eliminate all the yin residue and become a yang god.

Logically speaking, it is possible for this old dragon to successfully survive the calamity.

But unfortunately he failed.

All I can say is that things don't always go as planned.

Now, with a senior having stepped on the thunder before him, Song Feng finally understood what this thunder from the sky was.

"It doesn't completely destroy people all at once, but the lightning carries vitality, which will eventually give people hope to survive the disaster."

After discovering this characteristic of the heavenly thunder, Song Feng's confidence in his ability to survive the three disasters increased again.

After figuring these things out, Song Feng no longer stayed here, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Deep in Changbai Mountain.

It is in a cave that looks extremely deep and is filled with all kinds of crystals.

Song Feng walked in slowly.

“…Tick-tick~”

Drop after drop of water fell from the stalactites to the ground, making waves of echoes in the cave.

Although there was no cold air in the cave.

But walking in this cave, listening to this sound, it makes people feel a chill inexplicably. There is a fear of walking into darkness.

Song Feng did not stop and continued moving forward in the cave.

The cave gets bigger the further you go in.

At the beginning, it seemed that it could only allow one person to move forward, but the further you go, the wider it becomes.

The crystal on the top is becoming more and more crystal clear.

It emits a faint light in the darkness, which is even gentler than in the daytime.

Take a few steps forward.

All I saw was that at the deepest part of the cave, there was a hot spring bubbling and emitting steam.

Even more surprising.

At this moment, opposite the hot spring is a tall shrine.

There was a statue of a dragon carved on the shrine.

The wisps of incense smoke continued to rise, making the entire cave more fairy-like and ethereal.

Look at the cave in front of you and the hot spring bubbling with steam.

Song Feng turned his back to the shrine and faced the hot spring, sighing leisurely:

"This mountain is truly blessed with extraordinary fortune. It's no wonder that fellow Taoist has been able to practice Taoism for thousands of years."

"In this kind of environment, even an old man like me can stay here for a hundred years. It is truly a wonderful place to retreat from the world and cultivate in peace and tranquility..."

Just as Song Feng finished speaking, a light snort was heard from behind him:
"No matter how wonderful it is, it still can't even survive the three disasters! A thousand years of practice and then it's all gone in one day."

"If you don't even have a physical body, what use is there for this blessed land and cave?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Song Feng turned around.

Take a closer look.

All they saw was the shadow of a dragon slowly emerging from the shrine that was emitting the wisps of incense.

The dragon had dark scales all over its body.

There are two small bumps on the head.

There were even three more claws on its abdomen.

Only two claws away from becoming a real dragon.

But unfortunately, his practice stopped at this step.

One day, the thunder from the sky destroyed the way.

Now that he had even lost his physical body, his path to becoming a dragon was ultimately cut short.

Looking at the old dragon who was still able to show his spirit in this special place, Song Feng said lightly:
"No matter what, I have finally survived the three disasters. Even though I didn't succeed, my soul has been baptized."

"Compared to other practitioners, being able to stay alive is already a huge benefit. Are you going to give up?"

Looking at the dragon in front of him, whose substance was almost revealed in the incense, Song Feng did not show any feeling of comfort.

After all, it happened.

The destruction of the old dragon's physical body has become a fact.

So what if it's just comfort?

This old guy has lived for more than a thousand years and has thousands of years of Taoism experience. He is not so easily defeated.

Just look at his spirit.

Although he chose the path of transforming into a dragon, the three disasters he endured and the escape of his soul also caused some changes in his soul.

To be honest.

The essence of his soul is somewhat similar to Song Feng's soul.

They can all contact reality, and even appear in an age without souls, and can control external objects.

but.

Song Feng's advantage over this old guy is that his physical body is still intact and his Taoism is extraordinary.

It was just getting through the fire.

He was taking the road to heaven, while the old dragon in front of him could only seek the path to becoming a ghost immortal.

not to mention.

Even without using any other means, and just relying on the confrontation between the soul and the Tao, Song Feng has the confidence to suppress this old thing.

After all, when it comes to the path of spiritual and spiritual Taoism, Song Feng can fully demonstrate his mastery.

A Taoist grandmaster, compared to a Taoist practitioner who just changed his career, there is no comparison at all.

Take advantage!

It was precisely because of this that Song Feng came to the old dragon's lair so naturally.

No one else would dare to come.

Because to a certain extent, the old dragon at this moment has become what he said, an old thing that is dependent on reality but has not achieved anything.

I heard Song Feng say this.

The old dragon slightly revealed its body in the incense, and then sighed:

"Even if I don't have the way to transform into a dragon, I can still move towards the path of a ghost fairy. It's not that my way forward is completely blocked."

"Even if I have now escaped into the underworld, I can still carve out a territory and claim my place as the king, ruling the underworld."

When he said this, the old dragon sighed:

"Back then, I was still pointing fingers at the Jiangshan, saying that those old monsters hiding in the Yin-Yang world were not decent, but just insects."

“Now it seems that I am not much better than them. I am just a cripple struggling to survive on the road to returning to the void…”

When he existed in the physical body, he could almost be said to be the first person in the field of dragon transformation.

Although there are still some secret places in this world, there are mysterious beings who once walked on the path of refining the spirit and returning to the void.

However, he never looked down upon these things.

Even if these things have many mysterious means, can traverse the yin and yang realms, and even touch reality, they are still losers.

Most of them basically have no hope of returning to the void.

Even more, one can only sleep in a certain place as a spirit or body, and there is a possibility that one will not be able to wake up.

The result is now better.

The hammer of justice suddenly hit him.

He even looks down on others.

Nowadays, his condition may not be much better than others.

They are both bodies of spirit and soul.

Those old guys still have their nests built over at least thousands of years, and they also have a lot of experience in wandering the Yin and Yang realms with their spirits and souls.

This is like falling from heaven to hell.

Why can't he have a little temper?

Even at the end of his speech, the old dragon turned his gaze towards Song Feng in front of him:
"No wonder you live such a comfortable life. I thought I had gone deeper than you."

"Now it seems that you have gone even further than I have on the path of spiritual cultivation and return to the void. You are really a hidden talent!"

Before this, although he also concluded the Qingyun Dharma Image, he was more focused on evolving the Way of the True Dragon.

If a fight breaks out, each side may have their own methods.

But to be honest, he may not be afraid of spiritual methods, but in the direction of spiritual Taoism, he is still not as sophisticated as Song Feng.

So, when he first saw Song Feng, he didn't think that Song Feng was really walking in front of him.

After all, he had only survived one of the three disasters. At least he had formed the Qingyun and transformed his blood into dragon blood.

No one is worse than anyone else.

However, now that he has experienced the tempering of the three disasters of thunder, fire and wind, even though he has not completely transformed, he can still feel Song Feng's Taoism.

He could feel that Song Feng's Taoism was very profound, and his approach was upright and peaceful.

Vast and magnificent.

No matter how confident he is in himself, he can't say that he has really gone further than Song Feng.

Practicing for thousands of years.

But he was caught up by a latecomer.

The old dragon was already a little depressed after losing his physical body, but he didn't expect that this time the blow was even greater.

Seeing that the old man in front of him was quite normal, Song Feng nodded, then smiled softly:

"You are not bad at all. After all, the outskirts of the pass is the base camp of your Chumaxian. Maybe you can turn a disaster into a blessing and become a ghost fairy."

"Since you are still alive, I will not stay here any longer. I still need to take enough time to prepare for the next practice..."

(End of this chapter)