Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 389: Swords of Yin and Yang
On the top of Mount Chongming, in the main hall which is made entirely of brass and engraved with spirit gathering arrays, there hangs a portrait of a Taoist priest. However, this Taoist priest is very strong and muscular, and the portrait is lively and powerful enough to make people's breath pause at first sight.

Below the portrait, there was a middle-aged man in a black Taoist robe with a solemn expression. He put his hands together, protecting three incense sticks. He bowed three times respectfully before inserting them into the incense burner.

After finishing everything, the man raised his head and looked at the statue with a hint of confusion on his face.

"Grandmaster, did I really do something wrong?"

He was silent for a moment. The portrait naturally did not respond to him. It seemed to have thought of something and shook its head slightly. Its originally solemn expression was now a little tired.

"Can I really reach the other side of this earthly torrent?"

He had fought countless battles along the way, and looking back he had reached the top. All those powerful enemies in the past had turned into piles of bones, forming the roadbed for him to reach the top of the mountain.

And laid the foundation for this huge business.

Next, it is the road to becoming an immortal!
As soon as the words fell, a calm voice sounded from the portrait.

"In this world of mortals, who can stay out of trouble? How can one reach the other side?"

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man, who originally looked a little tired, suddenly changed his expression. He looked dignified, and his spiritual awareness spread like mercury, covering the entire hall.

"Who?!"

The next moment, the portrait was seen glowing, and the strong Taoist originally in the painting came to life at this moment, turning his head to look down at the middle-aged Taoist below.

"Li Kuiming?"

The young Taoist in the portrait spoke with a hint of joking, and his voice was like a loud bell, echoing throughout the palace.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Li Kuiming snorted coldly. He could feel the opponent's powerful and heavy aura like a sacred mountain. He did not dare to be careless and used a killing move as soon as he attacked.

He raised his hand and made a seal.

All of a sudden, the red light became brighter, as if a big sun appeared in the hall, bursting out all the light and heat in an instant.

In just a breath, this temple made of brass was burned red, and then turned into boiling copper liquid. The intense light and heat made the void boil, and the mist formed by the copper liquid surrounded the entire mountain like clouds.

On the entire top of the mountain, the Taoists on Chongming Mountain only felt that the temperature around them was rising sharply, and the air they breathed through their mouths and noses seemed to have turned into lava. The flowers, plants and trees all over the mountain died in the high temperature that almost boiled the void.

"Go, go quickly! It's the master's true form of Sun!"

A Taoist priest with profound spiritual practice shouted at everyone to flee.

However, in the temple, the portrait which was originally just painted on ordinary kraft paper was not affected at all.

"The true form of the sun?"

The strong Taoist in the portrait has a hint of admiration.

"You are really talented. You have realized the pure yang essence in the realm of perfect immortality and evolved a Great Sun True Form Method. With this method, your soul will not be far away."

Immediately the Taoist changed the subject.

"However, a single yang cannot produce life, and a single yang cannot grow. The Yin-Yang Technique requires the combination of Yin and Yang to evolve into the infinite. You have taken the wrong path. It is a fool's dream to want to become an immortal."

Li Kuiming groaned, and magic power surged around his body. The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was absorbed by him, making the true form of the sun in his hand even more powerful and bright.

"Noisy!"

Li Kuiming said this and was about to push out the Great Sun True Form that was as big as the sun in his hand, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw the young Taoist in the portrait stretch out his hand from the painting and lightly snap his fingers.

hum~
A frosty sword light suddenly rose into the air and shot out from the Taoist's finger in the portrait.

The sword sound that followed was like a dragon's roar, and it spread thousands of feet in an instant, almost covering the Chongming Mountains, which has an altitude of 5,000 meters.

Wherever the sword sound spread, the void was like water, stirring up waves of ripples. Between the interweaving of light and shadow, it seemed that the entire sky had turned into a lake, with a bit of shimmering Taoist rhyme hidden in it. The heaven and earth in this area seemed to have turned into an endless ocean. The sword sound and the sword light rolled around, just like the sky turning upside down, completely wiping out the clouds formed by the copper juice.

This divine sword strike shocked countless people who saw it.

"How could there be such a terrifying and extraordinary sword in this world?"

All the Taoists who fled to the foot of the mountain, and even the residents and tourists below, all looked dazed, and the same thought arose in their minds.

"This sword must never be seen in the world!"

I saw a sword light suddenly rising up, like a giant pillar reaching the sky, rushing straight into the sky from the top of Chongming Mountain, piercing through the rolling clouds above, and reaching as high as the sky.

The air waves cut by the sword light rolled from both sides, like riding the wind and waves, dividing the sky into two distinct lines.

The terrifying power of this sword has far exceeded the current limit.

However, as the swords flashed, light and darkness intertwined between heaven and earth, and unexpectedly evolved into the Yin-Yang Tai Chi principle, which immediately seemed to color the entire heaven and earth, with half of it being as bright as fire and the other half being as dark as ink.

For a moment, black and white seemed to be the only colors on Chongming Mountain.

The sword has yin and yang!

This sword is too brilliant and too grand.

Even the true form of the sun that Li Kuiming had created in his hand was completely shattered by this sword light.

A worm shakes a tree without overestimating its own capabilities!
Li Kuiming couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind, which made him horrified, but more importantly, he was incomparably shocked.

He could see clearly that this sword was clearly evolved from the Yin-Yang Technique.

For no reason, an incredible thought arose in his mind.

The next moment, the sword intent suddenly shrank and pierced straight into Li Kuiming's body and sank into it.

Li Kuiming, who had no power to resist, was terrified. This sword destroyed his two orifices of heaven and earth, exhausted his magic power, shattered the extraordinary power of his muscles and skin, and shattered his mental state.

This sword destroyed all his skills and turned him into a cripple.

A feeling of emptiness arose in his body, causing Li Kuiming to stagger a few steps and then sit down on the ground.

He looked pale and was breathing heavily.

It has been many years since I felt this kind of breathlessness.

Li Kuiming suppressed his physical discomfort, looked up at the portrait, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Why not kill me?"

Then a figure walked out of the portrait, it was Wen Lianggong.

Looking at the Taoist walking out of the portrait, Li Kuiming felt bitter in his heart and his throat was a little dry. He had never thought that the ancestor mentioned by Ye Mingzhu was really an immortal.

"Ancestor..."

His face was bitter and full of regret, and he struggled to kneel on the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Grandmaster, I was wrong!"

Wen Lianggong looked indifferently at Li Kuiming who was kneeling in front of him. A flash of murderous intent flashed across his eyes. Then he thought of Ye Mingzhu's miserable appearance. He couldn't help but sigh secretly and suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

He said calmly: "You don't know you are wrong, you just regret knowing that you have become a useless person and lost the source of power of the superior person."

(End of this chapter)