The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 347: Impermeable Body
Song Feng flew away directly.

however.

But when the old dragon saw how Song Feng left, his eyes almost popped out:

"…Divine power? How is this possible? How is it possible that someone in this era could cultivate such divine power?"

After being surprised, the old dragon shook his head, looking as if he was sighing:
"The old saying is true: the waves behind push forward the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the last."

"I have lived to a ripe old age, practiced Taoism for more than a thousand years, and have experienced more things than this young man has eaten."

"I didn't expect that on the path of cultivation, I would be surpassed by a latecomer who is only a fraction of my ability."

"It's so difficult, the Dao is the most mysterious! Don't just sit there and wait for the golden elixir... If you can cultivate such magical powers, I'm afraid it won't be long before you become another Taoist master..."

Over the past thousand years, he had barely reached the peak of his cultivation period.

Later, I experienced a low point.

A big boss who has endured so many hardships and practiced to become an immortal.

I originally thought that after the times changed, I would be able to easily condense my own blood and transform into a real dragon, occupying the position of the Taoist Ancestor.

Now it seems that I really overestimated myself and was too arrogant.

He shook his head gently.

Then, the old dragon swam slowly in the void, dived into the shrine, and continued to swim in the ocean formed by countless incense sticks.

As he continued to breathe in and out.

All I saw was that the thoughts and offerings of incense from the unknown began to gather into the shrine.

Faintly, the old dragon's soul, which had originally appeared and was almost indistinguishable from reality, now showed a tendency to transform.

however.

The transformation eventually stopped.

Even if a five-clawed dragon is missing one claw, it is not a real dragon.

What's more, he is missing more than one claw.

Of course, nowadays he can still live up to the call of a dragon, and his status can be said to be quite high.

He inhaled the last breath of incense.

At this time, a faint divine light bloomed from the old dragon's body, and vaguely seemed to echo with the vast space.

He sighed deeply:

"Alas... a thousand years of incense and worship cannot make this soul body take a step forward. The road ahead will be difficult~"

When he said this, the old dragon was seen using its tail to gently swing in the air.

next moment.

All I saw was faint ripples gradually appearing at the tail, and then they grew bigger and bigger.

But in the blink of an eye.

All I saw was a shadow that seemed illusory and I didn't know whether it was real or fake. It was reflected from it.

Use the tail slightly.

Faintly, there seemed to be a special force running through it, as if it ran through the two worlds.

However, this shadowy figure is very fragile.

The moment it appeared, it began to shrink slowly. It was originally as big as a washbasin, but in the blink of an eye it became only the size of a palm.

In fact, the shrinking speed is accelerating.

It was as if it would completely disappear in the blink of an eye.

Saw this scene.

The old dragon's body changed in an instant, then turned into the size of a caterpillar, and then rushed in quickly before the phantom closed.

Escape into the realm of yin and yang.

The Yin and Yang world at this moment is now bizarre and strange. In the Yin land, there are many mysterious projections, and in the Yang world, there are countless thoughts.

In just the moment that the old dragon appeared, no one knew how much Yin land he had opened up in the Yin-Yang Realm.

The dragon's true body swayed slightly.

Immediately afterwards, various thoughts began to converge in the Yin-Yang Realm, and vaguely, they seemed to have become a long, endless river.

Look toward the long river.

All I saw was that every drop of water in the river seemed to reveal the figure of a person in the world of the living.

Most people were burning incense and praying.

The incense in the dark turned into a surging river here, with no one knowing where it came from and where it would return.

The river is rippling with green waves.

After seeing this scene, the old dragon nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly sank into the soil of the Yin-Yang Realm.

at the same time.

All I could see were a few shadows appearing in the river.

Among them are foxes and weasels.

All kinds of animals are available.

Faintly, there were many great monsters and elves who had gained great powers outside the pass and enjoyed incense and offerings.

At this moment, when many elves and immortals appeared in the river, they turned into halos, continuously shining above the river.

And the unique scent of incense that belonged to them also began to brew above their halos.

Faintly, there seemed to be some other changes in the river.

……

Left Changbai Mountain.

At this moment, Song Feng had an urge to visit the beautiful mountains and rivers again.

Think of this.

He just started doing it.

"Dragon Breath and the Qigong Exercises have similar effects. When a dragon roars, strange changes will occur."

"Now that I have found the key, I just need to find the common point between the human body's Qi channels and the dragon's veins, and I will be able to reach the innate state and achieve the unity of the primordial Qi."

"It's a good opportunity to take this opportunity to see the changes in the dragon veins of the land and mountains. I haven't been back for a hundred years, and I really miss it..."

At this time, Song Feng simply left on foot, and he could walk between mountains, rivers, lakes and swamps as if he were walking on flat ground.

Step into the pass.

This seems like a change between two eras.

Most of the people outside the Great Wall are elves, while those inside the Great Wall are more popular. It can be said that there are a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

Various martial arts schools.

Pharmacies of all kinds.

It can be said that most things related to practicing martial arts can be described in just one word: expensive!

When he saw the relevant pharmacy, Song Feng was a little curious and went in to take a look.

You won’t know the result unless you watch it.

I was shocked when I saw it.

The prices of the same medicinal herbs used by ordinary people and those used by warriors are indeed very different.

Of course.

There are also differences in quality.

The medicinal materials used by ordinary people are of varying quality. Some are mixed with a little good, some are mixed with a little bad, and some are neither good nor bad.

But these things are the hottest selling ones.

Dominating one person does not necessarily cure the person.

But it definitely won’t kill anyone.

To use the words of the imperial doctors of the previous dynasty, any disease can be cured by treatment.

Let’s not talk about whether it can be cured or not.

Take a hundred or so doses of medicine first and recuperate first.

The medicinal herbs used by warriors are much better.

These things are basically grown in the wild, and when combined with various meat supplements, they can completely replenish qi and blood.

But the price is equally wonderful.

Anyway, if you don't have a fortune, I'm afraid it may not be able to support your practice.

"The spiritual energy has dissipated, and the practitioners' pursuit of the once great medicines and spiritual roots has now turned to the need for wild medicinal materials."

"Sure enough, what is the mainstream of the cultivation world, the corresponding resources will be hyped up very high, and strength is the key factor."

Although Song Feng can be regarded as a remnant of the Daoist era, it must be said that after the martial arts gradually adapted to the times and became popular, the number of martial arts practitioners was dozens of times more than the number of Taoist practitioners.

This is not a joke.

All disciples of a sect know that if they want to continue the incense and glorify the sect, they have to accept more disciples, and more talented disciples.

This talented disciple is the main one.

But the number of disciples is also crucial.

The more disciples you have, the more problems you will encounter in your practice, or the more ways you will look at problems.

A genius may learn quickly.

However, his perspective on a certain Taoist method, or a certain standing meditation, may not be as profound as others.

Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.

Not to mention the number of disciples.

In the Taoist era, although the number of true teachings from various schools and sects was not large, the number of Taoist temple disciples radiating from them was countless.

If the number of disciples in a sect decreases, it is very likely to form a vicious cycle.

To put it bluntly.

Some sects may have extraordinary heritage, but the inheritance among disciples will mostly be in a state of discontinuity.

This is the disadvantage of only recruiting talented disciples.

Once there are more disciples, even if the practice of standing meditation or the Taoist method of cultivation is ordinary, it can be gradually innovated.

Although the Taoism is very extraordinary.

There are even legends about immortals.

However, if martial arts masters and the inheritance of martial arts can continue in this way, the path of martial arts may be able to advance on par with the path of immortality in the future.

In fact, if we slow down a little bit, maybe a few martial arts immortals will emerge among the martial arts masters!
Interesting, really interesting.

Sure enough, the future belongs to the era of martial arts.

During this process, Song Feng also quietly returned to Maoshan once.

However, Maoshan at this moment is no longer the same as before, and even the inherited Taoist aura has changed.

Many Taoists and Taoist children practice martial arts.

There aren't many people practicing meditation in the mountains.

Only some of those who are a little older have achieved some success in the practice of meditation.

In general, it has kept up with the trend of the times.

but.

When he overheard their conversation, Song Feng also got a piece of news.

I heard that the Maoshan sect's inheritance in Hong Kong Island is in full swing, with disciples spread all over the place, which is quite amazing.

"It seems that Hong Kong Island should be the lineage of Shi Jian. I think at this time, even Shi Shaojian may have escaped into the Yintu."

Shaking his head, Song Feng no longer thought about what happened sixty years ago.

After all, time flies.

Apart from a few people who have truly gone very far on the path to immortality, how many people can stay alive forever?

More than a decade.

Coupled with the changes of the times and the extinction of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Even Shi Jian, who once cultivated the power of Yuan Ling, and Lin Jiu and others, could not reach the lifespan limit of their own Taoism.

After all, protecting the sect’s inheritance comes first.

After so many years.

Nowadays, all the sects and schools have long lost contact with him.

I guess I won’t be able to find many old friends in this world.

However, in the Yin Land and the Yin-Yang Realm, all of his old friends will definitely appear in a large number.

Unfortunately, they are now people from two different worlds.

After visiting several sects that he was familiar with, Song Feng came to a place deep in the mountains.

Followed by.

He randomly found a cave, sealed it tightly with a few large stones, and then sat cross-legged in the center of the cave.

"In the past, practitioners had to specifically cut off their worldly ties, but I am different from them. Now, my worldly ties are cut off by myself."

“I see no ancients in front of me, and no future generations behind me. Thinking of the vastness of the universe, I am alone and shed tears. Cultivation is also about cultivating the mind.”

Song Feng no longer had the same feelings he once had about this kind of separation and the absence of his relatives and friends.

His heart is as hard as iron.

Apart from occasionally expressing my feelings, most of the time it is for my own path and practice.

There are plenty of opportunities now.

Now it’s time to move on to the final step!

“Zhou Tian Tu Na…”

After taking a deep breath, Song Feng then put all his energy into circulating the Zhoutian Hunyuan.

now.

His qi channels had already been unblocked.

The only thing missing is an ordinary pass.

Now is just right!
"……hold head high!!"

A faint dragon roar suddenly came out from his chest.

next moment.

All I saw was an inexplicable invisible energy bursting out from his body and limbs, and then began to flow slowly.

Faintly, there was a feeling of being one with the primordial universe, and a stream of primordial energy formed within three feet around him.

Not only that.

Just when he had mastered the Zhoutian breathing technique and developed the tiger roar and dragon roar, his energy and blood began to surge rapidly.

His bones, muscles, and flesh had all been tempered to perfection.

At this moment, under the stimulation of one breath after another, one meridian after another.

Going one step further.

Seems to be stacked on top of each other.

It formed a Taoist body that was as solid as a rock.

"Om!!"

The inexplicable power continued to contract, from his limbs and bones, and began to gather towards the deeper parts of his body.

boom! !

The qi and blood pill that had long since transformed into a real golden elixir suddenly exploded at this moment, transforming into endless qi and blood that replenished the body.

Gum!Gum!Gum!

The strength, blood, and meridians that burst out from the body combined with each other and began to beat and ravage continuously.

Vaguely.

All the energy, blood and strength in Song Feng's body merged together, which caused some changes and generated a special kind of strong force.

"Om!!"

The moment this powerful force was formed, it pushed his body forward half a step again.

This enables him to truly achieve the body of a martial saint that is indestructible, leakproof and unharmed.

Open your eyes slightly.

The moment he opened his eyes, a bright light burst out from his eyes.

For a moment, it actually illuminated the inside of the cave.

The next moment, Song Feng seemed to have a blockage in his throat. As soon as he coughed lightly, he let out a roar like a dragon's roar:
"hold head high!!"

The breath he exhaled turned into a strong wind. Just a trace of it was enough to blew away the stone wall that was about ten feet away by a full foot.

“…Puff, swoosh!”

The whole process is very light.

It was as if the stones in the cave had already turned into powder, and they flew away into the distance with just a blow from him.

"The fourth refining is successful, and the energy is gathered into Gang!"

This is the real Martial Saint!

(End of this chapter)