From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 83 Expert
"True cultivation?"

With a bit of self-mockery, Taoist Qingsong chuckled: "Before the dragon vein was cut off, true cultivators despised borrowing magic from ghosts and gods. They just wanted to become ghosts and gods themselves."

"The so-called way of ghosts and gods requires abandoning the mortal body, sublimating oneself, and using one's own soul as a foundation. One must gather faith, integrate luck, and eventually ascend to an unknown time and space to achieve the status of a ghost or god."

"The reason why Buddhism and Taoism are called orthodox is because many of their predecessors have successfully transformed into ghosts and gods. In an era when borrowing magic is popular, it is easier for their disciples and descendants to borrow magic power."

"To be honest, during the Great Zhou Dynasty more than a hundred years ago, there was also someone who wanted to retrace the path of ghosts and gods. He gathered all the faith in the world in one person, and made all living beings in the world chant his name every morning and evening, praying and worshiping him."

……

At this point, Taoist Qingsong didn't know what he sensed. His face changed and he immediately stopped talking.

"What's next?" The second game of chess had already begun. Jiang Yao placed a black piece and he asked casually.

"I can't say it, I can't say it. I feel like a great terror will come at any moment and wipe me out!"

With a pale face, Taoist Qingsong waved his hands repeatedly: "The more ignorant you are, the easier it is for ghosts and gods to gain your faith."

"I can only tell you that it was a dark age. It was just a little bit away from dragging the whole world back to the age of ignorance."

After saying these words, Taoist Qingsong kept silent. No matter how much Jiang Yao asked, he remained silent.

It was not until he won the second game and a small victory that his expression eased a little and he spoke again: "In my opinion, the way of ghosts and gods can no longer be considered true cultivation."

"Real cultivators should be the legendary cultivators. They learn from the heaven and earth and gather all the great powers in one body."

"All the spirituality in the world was refined by them and integrated into their own bodies. However, their existence caused the heaven and earth to wither. Famous mountains and rivers lost their spirituality and returned to being ordinary."

"When the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is basically exhausted, the entire world will naturally enter the Dharma Ending Age."

"After the legendary cultivators gradually disappeared from the stage of history, the way of ghosts and gods began to slowly rise."

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When talking about cultivators, Taoist Qingsong becomes excited, his face full of longing and yearning.

It’s a pity that in this world today, even the laws of ghosts and gods have disappeared, and the so-called cultivators have long since become legends.

He had no idea where these things he knew about cultivators came from, and there was no way to verify their authenticity.

Looking at the look on Taoist Qingsong's face, I don't know whether others believe in these things or not, but he himself firmly believes in them.

"Senior is really an expert!"

Although Jiang Yao had not seen the true abilities of the Taoist Qingsong in front of him, the things he said were indeed eye-opening.

He gave him a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart. If Jiang Yao still had some doubts about Taoist Qingsong before, now, although he did not believe everything Taoist Qingsong said, he at least believed most of it.

"I am not a master at all. I am just someone who lives in seclusion from the world."

"On the contrary, my friend, you have a bright future!"

As he spoke, Taoist Qingsong dropped a white piece onto the chessboard. Seeing that the five white pieces had formed a line, he looked excited and said, "I won the last round again!"

"Just playing with my left and right hands doesn't show my chess skills at all."

"After playing a few games with you today, I realized that without realizing it, my chess skills have reached such a high level!"

With a strange look on his face, Jiang Yao looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him and sighed, "A few years ago, in our county, when it came to playing Gobang, I considered myself second, and no one dared to claim to be first." "I have always thought that being invincible in Go was too lonely, until I met you, Senior, and then I realized what it means that there is always someone better than you, and there is always someone better than you."

"Senior, your chess skills are far superior to mine. I am convinced that I lost to you!"

……

Jiang Yao is quite familiar with flattery.

He did this kind of thing a lot when he used to get close to Carpenter Xu.

The Taoist priest Qingsong in front of him is most likely a true master who is even more superior to Carpenter Xu. In front of such a senior, it is not shameful to speak only nice words and flatter him.

"Well, it's getting late, so let's end today's game here."

"I've said what I want you to do. I'll make all the arrangements. You don't need to worry about that."

Taoist Qingsong was in a good mood, smiling from ear to ear.

While he was speaking, he flipped his hand and took out a palm-sized paper crane from somewhere.

“Follow this paper crane, it will guide you out of the mountains and back to the outside world!” He began to mutter to himself, exhaled a breath of fresh air, and then gently pointed at the paper crane in front of him.

It was clearly just a paper crane made of yellow paper, but at this moment, it actually spread its wings and flew up.

"This magic... Senior, you still say you are not a master!" Jiang Yao's eyes were already shining as he looked at the paper crane with its wings spread and floating in front of him.

He looked at the Taoist Qingsong beside him with a resentful look, and almost said explicitly that he wanted to learn this magic.

"It's just a small spell used to guide the way. In terms of power, it is not as powerful as some of the things you have mastered."

As if he had seen through Jiang Yao's thoughts, Taoist Qingsong laughed meaningfully and continued, "What's the difference between a master and a nobody? I'm just borrowing some skills. They're not my own abilities. There's nothing to learn."

"Besides, our lineage emphasizes eliminating the five desires and cultivating the five virtues. You are not yet free from worldly desires, so you cannot enter our sect."

"Without the ancestor lending you the magic, even if I teach you the magic, you will never be able to learn it."

"Okay, let's leave now. My guidance spell has a time limit. If you continue to delay, I'm afraid you will have to stay in the mountains tonight!"

Having said that, Taoist Qingsong stood up and gently waved his sleeves towards Jiang Yao.

The next moment, Jiang Yao was in a trance. When he regained consciousness, he found that he was leaning against a big tree. The simple wooden house and the small vegetable patch around the house had disappeared.

"Dream? Or reality? What did I just do..." With a look of shock on his face, Jiang Yao rubbed his head and looked around again.

There was still no sign of a wooden house or anything like that. There was only a palm-sized paper crane flapping its wings in the air a few steps in front of him.

He also mastered the magic of entering dreams.

However, when Jiang Yao entered the dream, he could only imagine a scene in his mind and then pull the target into the dream. He himself was like an outsider and could not interfere with the scene in the dream at all.

His trick of entering dreams can, temporarily, only absorb the target's energy and spirit to slightly enhance his own mental strength.

The scene he just encountered could only be described as magical. Even Jiang Yao himself was confused and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality!
"That Taoist priest Qingfeng is truly a god!"

With a sigh, Jiang Yao bowed respectfully towards the void in front of him, then followed the paper crane and walked quickly forward.

(End of this chapter)