The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 108: Maoshan Branch
The next night.

The old men from various towns who had received the news during the day and knew that Uncle Jiu had pacified the horse bandits came to celebrate with Uncle Jiu.

The entire inn was booked, and capable men from all the villages and towns came here with their families to join in the fun.

To be honest, this is even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

Looking at so many people, Song Feng smiled and nodded, then walked up to the attic with his crutches.

As he walked past the crowd, the young people all shut their mouths, and after he left, they went about their own business:
"Come on, come on, let's continue playing..."

"Fill it up, fill it up quickly!"

"..."

Looking at the noisy inn, Song Feng walked to the big table on the second floor with a smile on his face and found a seat to sit down.

Seeing him coming, the three elders of Renjia Town also stood up and made room for him:

"Seventh Uncle, please take a seat..."

He just found a seat at random, but as soon as he sat down, the others who had just sat there became a little restless.

After all, just considering Seventh Uncle’s age, he can almost be said to be the most respected person present.

Although Renjia Town now has three new elders, things like status and majesty will only deepen over time.

They rely on their clan to maintain their authority, so the same clan will also restrict them, that's the rule!
Seeing that the old men from Renjia Town were all giving up their seats for him, Song Feng stood up and came to the innermost seat:

"In that case, then I won't refuse..."

Seeing that Song Feng had stood up and sat in the innermost seat, the old men present also breathed a sigh of relief:

"It should be, it should be..." ×n
Those who make the rules must also uphold them by their own actions. This is the foundation for long-term stability.

Age is a treasure. As long as you can live long enough, even the emperor will give you some face. This is a great treasure.

After all, history books will record how many years old the elderly lived in which dynasty and place, which are all manifestations of a prosperous era.

Even within the imperial court, there were tax reduction and exemption policies specifically for areas where elderly people who had reached a certain age lived.

The word "virtue" is as big as a mountain!
At this time, Uncle Jiu, who had already finished cleaning up, came to the big table on the second floor with a smile on his face:
"I didn't expect you all to come so early."

When it comes to this, Uncle Jiu is also very skilled in communicating with the leaders of the villages and towns present, as well as the elders from all over the place.

This can be considered a top-level dialogue, and it is beneficial to communicate with these old guys frequently.

However, when Uncle Nine saw Uncle Seven sitting there with a smile on his face, his eyes couldn't help but slightly condense:
"Seventh Uncle is here too..."

Although he could no longer see clearly what was happening to his seventh uncle when his seventh uncle gradually recovered his skills some time ago, he could still vaguely sense it at that time.

But it's different now.

Even though he knew that his seventh uncle was clearly sitting here, he could not vaguely sense the decayed aura from his seventh uncle.

This is a way of hiding one's essence within the body.

Just from this he could tell that this old uncle, Seventh Uncle, must have gained a lot in this short day.

But where did he get so many great opportunities?
When thinking about the ending, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel puzzled.

After all, he had seen how terrible his Seventh Uncle looked when he first came. He could be said to have witnessed the entire process of his Seventh Uncle's rise from the bottom to where he is now.

If he had not witnessed the entire process, he would have found it hard to believe that this would happen. This old man really recovered too quickly!
With Uncle Jiu's arrival, all the seats on the top floor were now occupied.

Seeing this, Song Feng smiled and said:
"Since Ah Jiu is already here, let's eat our own food. We have solved our major problem and it's time to celebrate."

After hearing what the Seventh Uncle said, the other old men present also echoed and raised their glasses with a smile:
"Seventh Uncle is right. Such a large group of horse thieves was easily dealt with by Ninth Uncle. Now our biggest worry has been solved."

"Now it's time to set up a nice table, eat and drink to celebrate..."

When he said this, the mayor of Renjia Town stood up, then smiled and raised his glass to invite:

"Everyone, let's have a drink!"

After the words fell, several people present stood up one after another, then picked up their wine glasses and drank a glass of rice wine.

For a moment, the scene was full of joy.

It can be said that through this battle, Uncle Jiu has secured his position as the boss of the nearby spiritual world and has become the biggest tyrant in the nearby villages and towns.

This is not a joke.

Although he had charity cemeteries in various places before, it was still unclear whether local mayors and the three elders would give him face.

But now it’s different. After he fought this battle with the young men from all the villages and towns, even the three elders have to smile at him.

This is called playing both black and white!

To be honest, if there are practitioners from the spiritual world who want to settle down nearby, they have to pay their respects to him first.

How could this not make Uncle Jiu happy?

However, just when they were halfway through their meal, they suddenly heard a fight downstairs.

For a moment, everyone present couldn't help but frown:
"……what happened?"

The three elders and the mayor of the landlord's town who were present couldn't help but feel a little unhappy at this moment.

Making trouble on such a happy day is simply showing disrespect to the four big bosses. They want to see who has the guts!
Seeing the old men from Ren Jiazhen frowning one by one, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but stand up first:

"Let's go down and take a look first..."

He has always been extremely confident in his apprentices, and they are usually responsible for any trouble he encounters.

Now when he heard that something went wrong, the first thing he thought of was whether it was Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who did it?
He didn't say anything harsh for the time being. After all, if he found out that it was his own apprentice, he would be severely slapped in the face.

Surrounded by the crowd, he walked downstairs.

When they saw what was happening in the courtyard, they couldn't help but look at Uncle Nine beside them.

"This is...Security Captain Awei?"

Everyone present knew that Awei was now under the protection of Uncle Jiu, so naturally they had to give the decision-making power to Uncle Jiu.

When Uncle Jiu saw Ah Wei's strange movements, as if he was oppressed by something, he turned his gaze to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who were watching the fun nearby: "...Qiu Sheng! Wen Cai!"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were having such a great time watching the fun just now.

After all, the two of them had been annoyed with this kid Awei for a long time, but they had never found an opportunity to take action.

Now that the old guy was being taught a lesson by others, he could also watch the fun, and Wencai was particularly happy.

Who would have thought that while he was watching the fun, he was actually caught by the master.

For a moment, the two people who heard Uncle Jiu's voice couldn't help but shudder subconsciously:

"Master, we are here!" ×2
Seeing these two seemingly obedient and honest disciples watching the fun here, Uncle Jiu snorted and then said:
"Qiu Sheng went down and solved the problem!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng sighed helplessly, then quickly jumped down from the nearby railing:
"Okay, Master, I'll go right away..."

As he jumped off the railing, his figure seemed vaguely illusory for a moment.

Then, he flipped over and came to Awei's side, and then grabbed him from the front and back with both hands:
"……bring it on!"

As he exerted a little force, it seemed as if he had grabbed something from both the front and back directions.

The next moment, he threw a set of punches next to A Wei in a very cool manner, and then stepped on the wine jar next to him:
"receive!"

He stuffed his hands into the wine jar, and then slapped a talisman on it:

"Master, it's done!"

Looking at Qiu Sheng, who looked extremely handsome while playing with the jar, Mao Shanming, who was watching the fun from the side, was a little confused for a moment:
"This... Dabao Xiaobao?"

Before he could react, the young man quickly pressed Dabao and Xiaobao into the wine jar.

Are all young people so fierce nowadays?

While he was in a daze, Ah Wei also recovered and then glanced fiercely at Mao Shanming next to him:
"I remember you!"

I don’t know what kind of fate he has with the guy in front of him. As soon as they saw each other, they seemed to have hatred for each other.

He was sure that this guy was the one who harmed him.

Just wait, after he learns some magic from Uncle Jiu, he will definitely teach this guy a lesson!
Seeing Qiu Sheng's actions, the many elder mayors who accompanied Uncle Jiu also sighed:
"That young man must be Uncle Jiu's apprentice Qiu Sheng, right? It's true that a good teacher produces a good apprentice. He has such great abilities at such a young age."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before Qiu Sheng will be able to inherit Uncle Jiu's legacy and continue Uncle Jiu's legacy..."

If this group of people were praising some other Uncle Jiu, he might not care so much, but when it comes to inheriting the mantle and passing on the family tradition, Uncle Jiu starts to laugh.

"No, no, I am just an evildoer who doesn't practice well. I don't deserve the praise from you elders..."

Although he spoke in a low-key manner, the corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth subconsciously curved into a very beautiful arc.

He couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Uncle Jiu was genuinely happy.

So, when the old men present saw this scene, they all began to praise Uncle Jiu for his good teaching methods and said that Qiu Sheng would definitely have a bright future.

Suddenly the atmosphere became even more heated.

However, in this lively scene, Mao Shanming, who was eating at a nearby table, seemed a little distracted:

"Dabao, Xiaobao..."

I didn't expect that I would lose my two little brats while eating a meal. Even now, the meat doesn't taste good in my mouth.

After finishing his meal, Qiu Sheng clapped the jar of wine in his hand with great pride and walked towards the charity cemetery.

At this moment, Mao Shanming was following Uncle Jiu and the others, trying to find a place to release the two little ghosts.

Sensing the sneaky figure behind him, Qiu Sheng spoke cautiously:
"Master, do you want to deal with him?"

After hearing Qiu Sheng's words and looking at Mao Shanming's sneaky look behind him, Uncle Jiu shook his head:
"Let's wait and see..."

Looking at his ninth uncle who seemed to be in deep thought, Qiu Sheng subconsciously turned his gaze towards his seventh uncle.

After all, in the time that he had known his Seventh Uncle, he had never encountered anything that his Seventh Uncle didn't know. It would never be wrong to ask his Seventh Uncle if he had any questions!

"...Seventh uncle?"

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was full of curiosity, Song Feng smiled slightly, then said softly:
"Back then, there were wars everywhere, and many of the Maoshan traditions were scattered all over the land of China today."

"Mao Shanming looks like a liar, but the magic tools and heritage he has seem to have a solid foundation."

"If I am not mistaken, this Maoshan Ming should be a branch of the Maoshan Shaluo inheritance."

"I guess your master must have some idea in mind and wants to test Mao Shanming's character..."

Looking at the seventh uncle who knew all about the history of Maoshan, the ninth uncle nodded and said softly:
"Although Mao Shanming's Taoism is not good, his inheritance is indeed from the orthodox Mao Shan inheritance."

"And looking at the two little ghosts he raised, it seems that they have traces of the Maoshan Changbing lineage."

"But just as Uncle Seven said, the traces are too shallow. It just gave rise to two ghost spirits..."

The inheritance of each lineage of Maoshan has its own merits.

Although some lineages are not world-famous, they are unable to occupy a dominant position in Maoshan or even compete for the position of the head of the sect.

But for these Dharma lineages to have survived for such a long time, they must have something extraordinary about them.

Now is a chaotic period, and it would be relatively good if Maoshan's power could be increased a little.

As they moved forward, Mao Shanming, as expected, sneaked to the place where they released the ghost and tried to steal the ghost out.

But in the end, he was caught by Uncle Jiu, who then returned the correct wine jar to him:
"Brother Dao, it's up to you now!"

He has already persuaded those who need to be persuaded. Now it depends on how Mao Shanming will deal with these two ghost spirits.

Seeing Mao Shanming, who was somewhat shaken by Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng, who had shrunk back and whispered with Uncle Qi, spoke curiously:
"Seventh Uncle, do you think Master's idea is reliable? He won't really let these two little ghosts go and end up making things worse, right?"

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was obviously watching the fun, Song Feng glanced at Mao Shanming who was talking to Uncle Jiu, and then said:
"Your master has always been well-informed and has made great achievements in the art of divination. Perhaps he has already sensed something."

"It all depends on your master now. I hope he can really guide the Maoshan disciples to the right path as he wishes..."

(End of this chapter)