The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 109 The truth comes out
Two days passed.

Just when Song Feng was practicing and recuperating leisurely every day, enjoying the joy of family life, Qiu Sheng came back with news:

"Seventh Uncle, the leader of the horse thieves has shown up and captured Uncle Ming's big ghost."

"According to Master's estimation, the bandit leader is going to break into the prison tonight. Do you want to go over and see what's going on?"

According to his understanding of his seventh uncle, his seventh uncle would definitely not be absent when such a lively occasion came.

Seventh uncle is also a fun-loving person.

Hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Song Feng nodded and then said:
"Since there is something exciting tonight, I naturally cannot miss it."

"The magic of the Five Immortals Gang is somewhat interesting, but seeing is believing. I have to see for myself what it is like..."

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng pushed his seventh uncle's wheelchair and walked towards the inn.

At this time, traps were being set in the inn.

In order to suppress possible accidents in the future, Uncle Jiu even placed the statue of the ancestor of Yizhuang in the center of the inn.

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength!"

I have to say that Uncle Jiu really put this statement into practice with his actions.

However, when Qiu Sheng was pushing Song Feng around the courtyard, Song Feng suddenly saw the mechanism on the second floor:
"…What is this mechanism used for?"

After hearing the question from his seventh uncle, Qiu Sheng glanced at A Wei who was directing the security team to set traps, and then said:
"Master originally meant to free up the two demons in the prison and then replace them with our own people to set the trap."

"Who would have thought that Awei was such a cunning kid that he actually instigated Master to set a trap here."

"There is a step on this trap. As long as someone steps on this stair step, the mechanism will be triggered and the two horse thieves from the Five Immortals Gang will be hanged to death."

"He also said something about letting these bandits kill each other and suffer the consequences. This guy has really bad intentions!"

When he spoke to the end, Qiu Sheng also subconsciously tried to put some glares on this kid, A Wei.

However, when Song Feng heard Qiu Sheng's explanation, he couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"Awei is really a genius..."

Monsters like these who eat human flesh and blood, rape and plunder really don't deserve to die, and mechanisms like cannibalism are basically too easy for them.

However, this design does not seem to take into account the closeness of the relationship between these horse thieves.

"If the three leaders of the bandits have a very close relationship, then this mechanism may stimulate the potential of the bandit leaders."

"If I end up getting caught in my own trap, that would be terrible..."

Logically speaking, there should be very few cases where the relationship between horse thieves is really deep and the emotions are really strong.

After all, who would be a horse thief?
But if you really meet someone who knows magic and is extremely sentimental, it would be very troublesome.

Because if the practitioners in the spiritual world are unable to win, there is one last trick, which is to commit suicide and turn into a ghost!
After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Qiu Sheng seemed to have just reacted, but then he hesitated:
"Since they have already gone out to be horse thieves, their relationship should not be that close anymore, right?"

"After all, didn't we kill a leader from the back of the town? We didn't see what happened to the bandit leader either."

Bandits, mountain robbers and the like, are the majority without conscience, and most of them are the type who would rather die than let their friends die.

Even the Juyi Hall in Water Margin had problems, let alone a bunch of mere horse thieves in the real world.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's hesitant look, Song Feng smiled and shook his head, then instructed Qiu Sheng to push him forward:
"Ajiu, how are the preparations going?"

Uncle Nine, who was holding a copper coin sword and wearing a Taoist robe, turned around suddenly after hearing what Uncle Seven said:
"Everything is almost ready. Now we just have to wait for the bandit leader to be caught!"

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Song Feng nodded, and seemed to be very satisfied with this result:

"In that case, Jiu, you should work hard and try to keep this bandit leader here and prevent her from doing evil again."

"If I let her run away, my purple-headed golden-tailed scorpion might be in trouble. We can't be careless about this..."

When Uncle Nine heard Uncle Seven ask this, he thought Uncle Seven was worried about something.

But when he heard his seventh uncle's last words, he couldn't help but twitch his lips and didn't know what to say.

He thought that the old guy had some conscience and cared about him, but he still couldn't let go of his purple-headed golden-tailed scorpion.

He shouldn't have expected anything from this old guy!
"Don't worry, Uncle Seventh. We have already found the purple-headed golden-tailed scorpion. We can get it back as long as we finish it. There will definitely be no other twists and turns!"

This purple-headed golden-tailed scorpion is also beneficial to his cultivation, so it is natural for him not to take this thing to heart.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Song Feng nodded seriously, and then let Qiu Sheng push him deeper:
"Since your master is so confident, then we will stay here tonight to support him."

"And now as your Taoism is increasing day by day, your master is also constantly teaching you magic to help you bear the burden."

"In normal times, learn more, read more, and increase your knowledge. Occasionally, you can compete with others when you have the chance. This is what cultivation is all about..."

Listening to his seventh uncle constantly imparting his experience of success, Qiu Sheng nodded very seriously to show that he had learned it.

People always say that having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. Now it seems that this is true. My seventh uncle is really a treasure:

"Don't worry, Uncle Seventh. Master went to so much trouble to create this scene. It's not something a petty thief can escape from."

"Now that I've heard what you said, Uncle Seven, I'm actually a little curious about the magic of this horse thief leader."

"If I could get the complete copy of the secret technique she practiced, I could actually use it as a reference..."

At the end of the conversation, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but show a hint of anticipation on his face, and he seemed to want to learn more:

"I heard from the brothers who fought in front of Renjia Town that the methods of this bandit leader are extraordinary."

"Not to mention the Five Poisons, but she can trigger the underground fire mine to hurt the villagers, which is very powerful."

Knowing the situation in the spiritual world, Qiu Sheng naturally wanted to practice a few spells that would really help his combat effectiveness.

But the problem is that spells that are truly helpful in fighting are actually extremely difficult to practice, and there are very few of them.

Thunder from heaven and fire from earth have always been enemies. The power of the Five Thunders magic is known throughout the world, so naturally, the fire from the earth is also extremely powerful.

"Seventh Uncle, I heard from Master that the fire magic used by the bandit leader is quite powerful. I don't know if I can learn it..."

Seeing Qiu Sheng's curious expression, who wanted to study the magic that the bandit leader had cast, Song Feng smiled and nodded:

"Then try to have your master capture the bandit leader alive when he suppresses her, and make her hand over everything she has."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, then spoke in a somewhat pessimistic tone:
“But from what I know, most of the magic spells that the Five Poison Sect can use are the secret tricks of the Holy Mountain High Priest.” “Even if this bandit leader can practice such a method, it is estimated that it will be difficult to pass it on to others. If you are not careful, you will get into trouble…”

Qiu Sheng, who had been looking forward to it just now, seemed to be a little more depressed after hearing what his seventh uncle said:

"Seventh Uncle, if you say so, then there is probably no hope. I'd better join in the fun..."

The High Priest of the Holy Mountain, you can tell he is very powerful just by hearing his name, he is definitely a big shot.

He was just a small disciple of the Maoshan Sect and could not afford to offend such a big shot.

Seeing Qiu Sheng retreating despite knowing there was a tiger in the mountain, Song Feng knew his character and didn't show any other signs:
"The secret book of Yin Yang Tongxin Fa also records many useful spells. Why don't you practice more?"

The Yin-Yang Concentric Method spell is followed by some supporting spells, and they are all quite powerful.

If Qiu Sheng practices seriously, the effect will definitely be extraordinary.

Hearing Uncle Seven's question, Qiu Sheng looked embarrassed as if he remembered something, and looked at Uncle Seven with helplessness:

"Seventh Uncle, although the spells in the Yin-Yang Tongxin Method are very powerful, they require the dual cultivation of Yin and Yang."

"Xiaoyu is usually gentle and kind, but when it comes to cultivation, she really doesn't let go at all."

"I have been practicing the Yin-Yang Flying Flower Secret Technique, but the effect is not very significant. I can't stand it anymore..."

When he said the last part, Qiu Sheng subconsciously covered his lower back, looking like he had suffered greatly.

After hearing this, Song Feng subconsciously glanced at the dark circles around Qiu Sheng's eyes, and then sighed faintly:

“No wonder those guys from the Ghost Spirit Sect all had dark circles under their eyes, as if their vitality had been sucked out.”

"Practice is about refining essence into energy. If you give all your essence and energy to your partner, your own practice will naturally be hindered."

When he said this, Song Feng shook his head helplessly, and then patted Qiu Sheng's shoulder with emotion:

"I'll call your aunt over in a couple of days and ask her to make you some more nourishing soup."

Seeing the serious look on Seventh Uncle's face, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but blush and didn't know what to say:

"Seventh Uncle, I will practice well..."

Although his health is a little weak now, to be honest, he is a married man.

As they were chatting and watching Uncle Jiu and the others setting up the place, night fell slowly.

Looking at Mao Shanming who was busy killing chickens, Uncle Jiu glanced at his Taoist robe and then took it off:

"It's not appropriate to wear a Taoist robe tonight. It's better to put this piece of clothing aside..."

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at the Taoist robe with curiosity:
"Master, can I wear it?"

Uncle Jiu's Taoist robe is a symbol of status, and it is also very handsome. He is really eye-catching when he wears it.

You will definitely be the most beautiful one in the audience!
Seeing Qiu Sheng's eyes shining, Uncle Nine looked at Uncle Seven next to him with a strange expression:

"Well Qiu Sheng, since you like to wear it, I'll lend it to you. Just be careful not to damage it."

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Qiu Sheng happily put on the bright yellow Taoist robe.

Even after putting on the Taoist robe, he picked up the peach wood sword and performed a sword flower dance, looking quite like a great master.

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle.

In just a blink of an eye, Qiu Sheng looked much more handsome than before.

For a moment, Mao Shanming, who was standing nearby killing chickens, was extremely envious:
"Almost, this dress almost became mine. Why didn't I say it earlier?"

When he finished speaking, Mao Shanming couldn't help but slap his mouth, looking very regretful.

But if he was asked to ask Qiu Sheng to borrow this dress, it would probably be impossible.

After all, after he rescued Dabao and Xiaobao, he heard these two little brats tell him some details about Qiu Sheng.

"The big brother who suppressed us has a beautiful big sister who looks very powerful."

These were Xiaobao's original words. Xiaobao is a ghost, so it is impossible for him to have made a mistake.

He played tricks just to get the little ghost to help him do something, and at most he used some cheating tricks to make a living.

But Qiu Sheng is really capable!

Sure enough, as a knock on the door sounded, the ghost Dabao, who had been beaten into the corpse and cast a spell, now looked at Qiu Sheng in a Taoist robe:
"Hehehe..."

The moment he saw Qiu Sheng, Dabao, who was under the spell, pounced on him as if he wanted to eat him.

Qiu Sheng is not Mao Shan Ming. He will not be too lenient towards ghosts, and his martial arts skills are also very high.

Although it cannot be said that dealing with such an ordinary refined corpse is easy, it is still quite powerful.

However, even though he met a worthy opponent, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but scream and looked extremely miserable:
“Wow wow wow… Master, you’re tricking me again!!”

He knew that this was clearly the most handsome outfit in the venue, and there was no way the master could have just casually thrown it out and made him look so good.

This is clearly a scam!
However, Uncle Jiu looked very calm as he watched the two of them fighting:
"I'm not trying to trick you. This is your own choice. Hang in there. The real boss hasn't shown up yet!"

Watching the farce in the yard, Song Feng gently pushed his wheelchair to the well next to him.

Then, when no one was paying attention, several little paper figures walked out from his shadow.

Then, the little paper figures jumped onto the well very lightly and crawled down along the cliff wall of the well.

The paper figures work together in perfect harmony.

Although they jumped into the well, they did not get wet at all. Several paper figures even cooperated with each other and used brushes to draw runes in a hidden place in the well with great difficulty.

Looks surprisingly busy!
While watching the farce next to him and waiting for the arrival of the bandit leader, Song Feng paid attention to the traces in the well:
"Be careful, don't get discovered..."

After hearing Song Feng's careful reminder, the paper figures attached to the edge of the well nodded smartly, as if they really understood:
"Hahahaha……"

(End of this chapter)