Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 18 Corpse Dissection and Cicada Shedding, Ascension to Immortality

"I'm not human anymore."

The moment Huang Bai uttered those words, everyone in the room was stunned.

Zhi Gang was the first to lose his temper: "What the hell? Huang Bai, do you really want to turn yourself into a vengeful ghost? Don't do anything reckless."

This time he was really anxious.

"Once a person becomes a ghost, ten out of ten will undergo a drastic personality change. If you really become that thing, the first person you might bite is one of your own."

Ghosts and humans are ultimately not the same thing.

If becoming a ghost could truly grant revenge, then vengeful spirits would have enemies everywhere, and these vengeful spirits wouldn't be able to roam freely.

Huang Yaozu also joined in the persuasion:

"Master Huang, you should think this through carefully. Who can say what will happen after death? If you fail and end up losing everything, then it's truly the end for you."

There's no fixed formula for what a vengeful ghost is.

Some people die tragically and don't become ghosts, while others die in a daze and their spirits linger. In the end, it all depends on fate, and no one can say for sure.

Huang Bai shook his head.

"It's not turning into a ghost, it's corpse disintegration."

"To be honest, it's about becoming an immortal. Like the immortals in mythology who achieve immortality through the dissolution of their bodies."

His tone calmed down as he said this.

"Only by mastering the Corpse Dissolution technique can one have a chance to fight the Ghost King head-on."

According to the "Five Prisons to Become an Immortal" method, one must first suffer a serious illness and develop unusual eye conditions before achieving liberation from the corpse.

Ying Caihong from the world of Mojin: The Lost Legend has already proven this point.

Huang Bai is now suffering from erysipelas, and the symptoms of heavy metal poisoning are getting worse and worse. There is basically no possibility of a complete cure. In a sense, this can already be considered a serious illness.

As for the blue eyes and square pupils, they can also be considered an unusual phenomenon.

He met almost all the requirements.

Before the others could continue to persuade him, Huang Bai had already finished speaking.

"Starting today, I will teach you how to take the elixir and also teach you the secret techniques of Wong Tai Sin. From now on, you will be my helpers."

He had already made up his mind to start a new batch of external pills and give them to Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang to cultivate. As long as they could develop divine sense, they could activate Huang Daxian's secret incantation.

Huang Yaozu was taken aback: "We can practice too?"

"Yes." Huang Bai nodded, "Except for Daoist Zhigang."

As he spoke, he briefly explained the side effects of the external elixir.

Upon hearing this, Zhi Gang's face darkened: "Besides what? You look down on this old man?"

"Your body can't take it."

"We have to bear it even if we can't." Zhi Gang didn't back down at all. "I've lived to this age, what am I afraid of? If I die without ever killing a single vengeful ghost with my own hands, then all these years of suffering have been for nothing."

Huang Bai stared at him for a long time, but in the end, he didn't stop him anymore.

"what ever."

In the days that followed, Huang Bai began searching for the Five Prison Demons, and restarted the alchemy process, distributing the outer elixir to the remaining three people.

The three of them gradually mastered some skills.

Without an inner core as a foundation, their cultivation was very slow, far inferior to Huang Bai's, but at least they had entered the gate and were no longer purely ordinary people.

Late at night, in the desolate wilderness, dark clouds loomed overhead, the moonlight flickered, and the occasional eerie cries of wild beasts echoed from the distant mountains and forests.

Huang Yaozu stood in the open space, gritting his teeth and making a hand seal.

"The sun's rays, at their two poles, illuminate the Three Pure Ones; by imperial decree!"

A golden light flashed from his fingertip and shot straight out, hitting the tree trunk and blasting out a small, charred crater.

Li Guoqiang also joined in.

"Looking up at the eight directions, only the moon nurtures the essence of gold, oh dear!"

A flash of green light appeared and landed on a nearby rock, whereupon a layer of cold, damp vapor rose to the surface.

Zhi Gang sat cross-legged to one side, his eyes slightly closed. As soon as he activated the Enlightenment Mantra, a strange, eerie light appeared in his eyes.

Huang Bai stood by and watched for a while, and finally felt a little more at ease.

These people aren't exactly strong, but at least they have some ability to protect themselves.

He looked up at the moon in the sky and suddenly spoke:

"From now on, we will call it the Demon-Slaying Palace."

Everyone looked at him.

"Specializing in killing ghosts."

The moonlight shone down, casting his face in half-light and half-shadow.

He was going to leave eventually.

Even if the Ghost King is killed in the future, the ghosts in this world won't just die out of thin air. Since I brought Huang Yaozu and Li Guoqiang out with me, I should leave something behind for this world.

Huang Yaozu gripped the tomb raiding talisman in his hand and whispered, "The Demon-Slaying Palace..."

He repeated it, and the more he read it, the more motivated he felt.

"Alright. Starting today, we'll give these bastards a good beating."

Li Guoqiang didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

Huang Bai looked at the three of them and continued, "You can go out now. Start with the ordinary vengeful ghosts and wandering spirits, training and killing as you go. I need to go into seclusion for a while."

All three of them possessed tomb raiding talismans, so they weren't afraid of being possessed by ghosts. In addition, they had learned secret incantations, so as long as they didn't directly encounter a ghost king of that level, their survival shouldn't be a problem.

More importantly, their involvement might even lure out the Ghost King.

As for Huang Bai himself... he needs to prepare for his autopsy.

"Master Zhigang," Huang Bai said to the old Taoist priest, "I'll leave these people in your care for now."

"Understood." Zhi Gang nodded. "Be careful."

This old man is similar to Huang Yaozu; once he has hope in his heart, he seems to come alive.

The group quickly separated.

In the desolate wilderness, only Huang Bai sat alone, eyes closed and silent, going over the entire "Five Prisons to Become an Immortal" manual in his mind from beginning to end.

"The Five Hell Demons..."

He muttered something under his breath.

This method is officially called the "Five Prisons to Become an Immortal Method".

The first path is to honestly take external elixirs, gradually nurture the spirit and soul, and naturally achieve transcendence and leave the body.

The second path is the same as Xie Yali's method in the world of dual pupils: by killing five human demons, and then using the method of disintegration, the soul is forcibly separated.

But neither Huang nor Bai wanted to leave.

He chose the third path: to preserve his physical body and acquire only the ability to separate his soul from his body.

Strictly speaking, this isn't true corpse-dissolving immortality; it's more like cultivating a supernatural ability where the soul leaves the body. But this suits Huang Bai's wishes perfectly.

What he wanted was for his soul to leave his body, so he wouldn't be afraid of swords, bullets, or bullets, and could confront the Ghost King head-on.

Whether to retain the physical body or pursue the path of cultivating both body and spirit.

half a month later.

Huang Bai spent a long time wandering around Bangkok, specifically targeting those who met the criteria for the Five Hells Demon Slayers.

Ice, fire, gutting, heart-ripping, tongue-pulling.

Five types of punishments, five types of sacrifices.

The increasing number of mysterious disappearances in Bangkok has drawn the attention of local authorities.

However, this place was already chaotic, with all sorts of cases emerging one after another. Before long, a new heinous crime drew all the attention away from the area.

Deep in the mountains, there is an abandoned cave.

The entrance to the cave was overgrown with weeds, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary from the outside.

A charcoal fire was lit inside the cave, its flickering flames illuminating the stone walls with alternating light and shadow.

Huang Bai sat by the fire, his face expressionless, quietly recalling the method.

"The concept of 'corpse liberation' is also likened to the shedding of a cicada's skin, where the cicada retains its skin while changing its body, preserving its vital energy and form in a cave before ascending to immortality..."

The method of corpse liberation was very popular during the Han, Wei, and Jin dynasties, and was considered a legitimate path to immortality at that time.

Upon seeing this, Huang Bai suddenly smiled.

"Speaking of which, I really do have some kind of connection with Wong Tai Sin."

The corpse dissection method in the Twin Pupil World is rumored to be from the Wong Tai Sin lineage; in this world, Huang Chuping's four secret techniques also originated from Wong Tai Sin.

I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to meet this patriarch again if I travel to other worlds in the future.

Thinking about this, Huang Bai calmed down a bit.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts, swallowed the inner elixir, closed his eyes, and began to visualize the Five Hells.

Soon, the pain began.

The cold was biting, the fire was scorching, my intestines were churning, my chest felt like it had been hollowed out, and my tongue was numb and painful.

Five kinds of torture were imposed one after another, almost crushing a person's mind.

Amidst this near-hellish pain, Huang Bai found a rare sense of peace.

He could clearly feel his soul gradually rising.

Breathing, blood flow, tendons, bones, and flesh all seem to be slowly drifting away.

There seemed to be no barrier between oneself and heaven and earth, and one was in an indescribable mysterious state.

Huang Bai suddenly opened his eyes.

Right now.

He suddenly stood up and raised his hand to summon his magic sword.

A flash of cold light, and the sword blade sliced ​​open the throat.

Fresh blood gushed out.

His life force rapidly dissipated, and his vision blurred. Huang Bai swayed twice, then fell backward, finally ceasing all breathing.

The only sound inside the cave was the crackling of flames.

I don't know how much time passed.

A beam of clear light suddenly appeared above the corpse's head.

The clear light started as a thin line, then rose higher and higher, and after reaching mid-air, it slowly dispersed, eventually condensing into a blurry human figure.

Long hair, Taoist robe, blue eyes with square pupils.

It is yellow and white.

He was floating in mid-air, surrounded by a very faint white light. He was so light that he seemed weightless, and even the hem of his clothes seemed to be connected to the wind.

Huang Bai looked down at his own corpse, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

"This is corpse dissection..."

He closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes at that moment.

There was no breathing, no heartbeat, no flesh and blood, yet the senses were clearer than when they were alive.

Every movement in the air, every echo between the stone walls, the heat wave generated by the flickering flames, and even the sound of the night wind rustling through the grass outside the cave, all flowed clearly into my soul.

Like a bat that locates itself by sound, like a bird that takes flight on the air currents, like a fish that enters deep water with lightness and freedom.

He even felt a strong urge to completely abandon his physical body, fly away with the night wind, transform into a wisp of white cloud, drift around, and never look back.

Carefree and unrestrained.

The temptation is too great.

It's so big that it makes you almost forget who you are.

"wrong."

Huang Bai's heart jolted, and he forcefully suppressed the thought.

His path is not to become a ghost immortal, nor is it to lose his physical body for an easier life.

What he wanted was to cultivate both body and mind, and walk the orthodox path.

The road ahead is long; how can we take shortcuts here?

Just then, the spider lily pattern on the back of the corpse's hand slowly lit up.

An eerie red light gradually unfolded, illuminating the entire cave in a crimson glow.

The wound on the corpse's throat began to slowly close, and the stiff, cold flesh began to warm again. A moment later, the yellow-white body on the ground suddenly opened its eyes and sat up.

The soul in mid-air sank and re-entered the physical body.

Wow!

Huang Bai let out a long breath, then couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter was hearty and exhilarating.

"My path has been completed."

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