Me and My Cold CEO Wife Chapter 1859 - 1848: Taoist Fire Dragon

As his words fell, the old Taoist moved through the strange rocks like a monkey.

Although the old Taoist was an expert in the Aerial Mastery Realm, he didn't employ flying thods but instead used a technique similar to the Leaping Technique to proceed by jumping.

The terrain here was indeed complex, with interlocking strange rocks resembling jagged teeth, creating the greatest flight obstacles.

The speed of Aerial Mastery was not faster than Qinggong.

Ning Fan understood that the old Taoist's last statent held a sense of challenge.

The first person to reach the platform would be the winner.

In the past, Ning Fan might have already lost.

The old Taoist's cultivation was not weak; he was already at the Aerial Mastery Peak and was on the verge of entering the True Qi transformation stage.

This was evident from the uncontrolled, overflowing True Qi emanating from the old Taoist.

But at this mont, the difference in realm between the two was too significant, even if Ning Fan allowed the old Taoist to lead by one body length,

catching up was rely a matter of thought.

Ning Fan moved with a thought, his figure began to sway with the wind like willow fuzz.

This was different from Qinggong and different from flying in Aerial Mastery.

The movent technique Ning Fan demonstrated now could be described in one sentence: "Good winds lend their force, sending to the blue heavens."

By communicating with the Spiritual Energy in the air, he transford his body into a gentle breeze.

Where the wind reached, man arrived.

"What does it matter if you can see through the old Taoist's roots? This approach to Celestial Residence is not so easy."

The old Taoist leaped about with a complacent smile on his face.

Just then, a lazy voice sounded from behind the old Taoist, "Taoist Priest, this kid shall go ahead first."

The old Taoist turned back, nearly slipping off the stone.

Watching Ning Fan soar upward, the old Taoist's eyes nearly popped out with astonishnt, "How is this possible?"

On usual outings, the old Taoist would never jump around like a monkey.

With so many protruding rocks in this crevice, flying at high speed could easily result in crashing into the stone columns.

In this kind of competition for footwork, whoever crashed into the stone columns was already equal to losing.

The old Taoist, who often traversed this path, knew well that for the fastest passage, only his thod was most suitable.

The old Taoist looked down at his feet, not seeing any rupture in the stone columns.

Recalling the situation just now, he didn't hear the sound of stones falling either.

The old Taoist widened his eyes, staring upwards.

He watched as Ning Fan, who should have collided with the stone column, suddenly shifted to the right, where another protruding rock lay.

"Collide into it!"

But to the old Taoist's disappointnt, Ning Fan seed to have eyes on the back of his head and shifted his figure again.

Watching Ning Fan's silhouette weave between the stone columns, the old Taoist finally realized sothing was wrong, "No way! His movent technique is strange."

In the old Taoist's eyes, the reason Ning Fan could be "intact and unhard"

was not due to his fast reaction speed or skillful True Qi manipulation.

Instead, these uneven stone columns seed to repel Ning Fan,

each ti his silhouette was about to approach, they would bounce him away, allowing him to spiral upwards again with this force.

"How could this be?"

The old Taoist's eyes were filled with confusion, although he could not articulate the reason, he knew he had lost.

When the old Taoist arrived at the platform, he found Ning Fan already seated calmly on a stone bench.

"What a wonderful place!"

Gazing at the misty mountains below, Ning Fan sighed again, feeling utterly relaxed. It was as if he had an illusion, as if the next step would lead to Feathered Ascension to Immortality.

"No matter how beautiful a place is, seeing it every day can beco boring."

The old Taoist seed impatient, imdiately asking, "Young friend, what movent technique did you use just now?"

Ning Fan did not answer the question but asked with interest, "Taoist Priest, if you get tired of this place, why not sell it to ?"

"This... This place doesn't belong to the old Taoist, how can I have the right to dispose of it?"

The old Taoist chuckled to brush off the question.

In such a good place, if he were to sell it, he would truly be a fool.

Ning Fan said apologetically, "I was indeed presumptuous, I ask for your forgiveness, Taoist Priest."

Ning Fan should have known, but he still took the old Taoist's casual remark seriously.

"Let's not use terms like predecessor or junior, we practitioners don't adhere to such formalities."

The old Taoist waved his hand and said, "Just call Taoist Fire Dragon."

"Taoist Fire Dragon, I am Ning Fan."

Taoist Fire Dragon asked again, "Young friend Ning, you haven't ntioned what movent technique you used earlier?"

"This…"

Seeing Ning Fan's troubled expression, Taoist Fire Dragon slapped his forehead and rapidly said, "It was my mistake for asking. It shouldn't have been asked."

"Taoist Fire Dragon, you misunderstood."

Speaking, Ning Fan picked up a piece of dry leaf from the ground, walked to the edge of the platform, and tossed the leaf down.

Watching the leaf float down, weaving through the stone columns unhindered, Taoist Fire Dragon then realized, "Are you saying it's like this leaf?"

"Exactly. With the body swaying like willow fuzz, man and the wind beco one."

Ning Fan did not know how to explain it, anyway, every ti he was about to collide with the stone column, his figure would automatically shift position.

It was a feeling that could only be comprehended, not conveyed; it was as if he had truly beco a gentle breeze, capable of intuitively controlling the surrounding air currents.

"Truly astonishing! I have lived over half a lifeti, yet this is the first ti I've seen such a miraculous movent technique."

Fire Dragon Taoist's eyes were full of surprise; what Ning Fan showed was more impressive than Aerial Mastery flight.

Aerial Mastery flight was driven by True Qi, while Ning Fan's technique seed to rge with the wind.

Ning Fan modestly smiled, "It's just a little trick."

"If you call this a little trick, then I'd be ashad enough to slit my throat."

The old Taoist took it in stride, jesting, then said, "You sit here, I'll go get so tea leaves."

"I believe it'll taste wonderful."

Ning Fan didn't know how to appreciate tea, but with this celestial-like scenery, even the cheapest rough tea would reveal a transcendent and ethereal flavor.

Reach the ends of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise.

One old and one young, amid the changing sea of clouds, as if they were truly immortal beings enjoying tea and engaging in pleasant conversations.

During this ti, Fire Dragon Taoist revealed his background; he was originally a deserter during the Republic of China period, and by chance, he apprenticed to a master and embarked on the path of cultivation.

The reason he ca to Mount Hua to be a Taoist was precisely due to his master's deathbed wish.

"My master was still longing for the Immortal Aura before he passed away."

"What Immortal Aura?"

Ning Fan asked again, "Could it be the Immortal scene on Square Immortal Bridge?"

"If only it was, then I wouldn't have wasted a lifeti here."

Speaking this, Fire Dragon Taoist sighed, "I've been here fifty years, searching for fifty years, but found absolutely nothing. There's no Immortal my master spoke of."

Ning Fan was surprised, "Your master said there are Immortals here?"

"My master confidently stated that he'd personally seen immortals appearing among the clouds, hence he hoped I'd co to seek Immortality and the Way."