The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 111 Taking Blood and Qi

She was beaten back several steps, and then the horse thief leader actually covered herself with a cloak, and then her figure suddenly disappeared.

It looks like it's invisible!
Seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng looked towards the place where the bandit leader had just disappeared in surprise:
"…Is this an invisibility technique?"

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at his seventh uncle, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

However, at this moment Song Feng did not look at Qiu Sheng's expression, but instead looked at one of the angles thoughtfully.

Then, he quickly drew out the Golden Coin Sword from Qiu Sheng's back, and then slightly pointed his hand:
"Om..."

A golden light suddenly flowed to the entire copper coin sword as he did this.

Then, he saw the golden sword in his hand moving rapidly like a moving compass.

At one of those moments.

Song Feng gently patted the tail of the copper coin sword:

"brush!"

A golden light quickly shot forward from the copper coin sword in his hand, looking extremely powerful.

"……ah!!"

A scream sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the horse thief leader who had just disappeared was seen being knocked out of his invisible state by the copper coin sword.

Even one of his arms was burnt black by the blow from the copper coin sword, and he looked extremely miserable.

Seeing that there was nothing left beside him, Song Feng quietly called out to Uncle Jiu who was busy in the distance:
"Ajiu, if you're not ready, this horse thief will really run away!"

Following his greeting, Uncle Nine, who had been casting spells to bless the Golden Money Sword during the day in the courtyard, quickly turned over and jumped over:

"It's already been prepared!"

As the words fell, Uncle Jiu used the four iron sticks in his hand to heavily pierce the limbs of the horse thief leader.

"Four Demon-Suppressing Nails, I'll stab you!"

"Vajra Spiritual Sword Technique, command!"

Then, the long golden sword in his hand was like a sharp weapon, stabbing straight into the chest of the bandit leader:

"Pfft!"

A piercing sound suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, we saw that the horse thief leader’s chest was completely pierced by Uncle Jiu’s golden sword.

"Uh...ah!!"

The miserable cry rang out again.

However, this time, the horse thief leader, who was covered in blood, no longer had the majesty he had just now.

Seeing that the dust has now settled, Uncle Jiu, who had just cast the Four Symbols Demon-Suppressing Nail, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:
"Finally solved..."

Having his chest pierced by the Vajra Spiritual Sword, even if his body was as indestructible as Vajra, his magic power would be broken at this moment.

The four demon-suppressing nails inserted into the limbs of the horse bandit leader are even more powerful weapons to suppress evil, and are a natural way to counter evil.

Logically speaking, seeing the miserable state of the bandit leader in front of her, she should have lost the ability to resist.

However, Song Feng did not feel relieved. Instead, he looked at the bandit leader who seemed to be dying with interest:

"If you want to turn into a fierce ghost after death, you can either use a method similar to the Devil's Disintegration to stimulate your will, or simply destroy your entire body's meridians."

"But since my limbs have been nailed by the Four Symbols Demon-Suppressing Nails, the options I have are extremely limited..."

Sure enough, just as he was thinking about this, the horse thief leader who looked like he was about to die suddenly stood up.

Then, a layer of blood mist burst out from his body, and he looked at everyone present with a resentful look:

"I will never let you go even if I die!!"

Then, with blood gushing out of her body, she came to the well in two or three steps and dove down with her head down:
"thump!"

The sound of a heavy object falling into water was heard, and then the body of the horse thief was seen to have completely fallen into the well.

The well water that had been drained was now quickly dyed red by his blood, and it looked extremely miserable.

Seeing this sudden change, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but be shocked by the hatred of the horse thieves:
"...There is such hatred!"

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu came to the well and looked into it.

Take a closer look.

At this moment, the tip of the copper coin sword that pierced the chest of the horse thief leader was now facing the well.

Suddenly, the bandit leader who had committed suicide by jumping into the well was in a lying position in the well.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu nodded, and then said to Qiu Shengwen:
"There's nothing else to do next, let's get ready to clean up the mess, this shouldn't be a problem for the time being..."

After hearing Uncle Jiu say this, everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

“I… … It's a mystery... … ”

The leader of the horse bandits has now been captured and killed, and the entire Five Immortals Gang has now been completely destroyed.

There will be no danger in Renjia Town anymore.

Just as everyone was dispersing, Song Feng followed the crowd and walked towards the charity cemetery.

However, Mao Shanming, who was following behind Song Feng, looked at Song Feng with a hint of inquiry in his eyes:
"What is the identity of this old man?"

However, in the end, few people answered his questions.

After all, there are still a lot of things to do next, and finishing the work is not as simple as just saying a few words.

After returning to the room, Song Feng placed the rattan stick directly in front of the bed and then lay down on the bed.

However, at the moment when he lay on the bed, he vaguely saw a paper man swaying in the shadow behind him.

the other side.

In the well of the inn that had been deserted for a long time, several paper figures that had been hidden suddenly jumped out:

"Hee hee hee……"

Three or five paper figures were originally hidden under the edge of the well, clinging tightly to the wall of the well.

Even if you don't look carefully during the day, you can't find it, let alone at night when the light is dim.

As these paper figures continued to slide up from the wall of the well, they could vaguely see the brush they were carrying behind them quickly drawing inside the well.

However, in the blink of an eye, the paper man actually drew several large talismans from all directions on the transparent area above and below the well.

The water inside the well looks blood red, which complements the color of the water in the well.

Just after the last stroke was drawn, the paper figure leading the group suddenly became much calmer.

Faintly, there seemed to be a blurry face emerging from above, and it looked somewhat similar to Song Feng.

Looking at the figure below with the sword tip pointing upwards, the paper figure standing on the edge of the well whispered:
"Resentment has already begun to grow from now on..."

All I could see was a few rats vaguely crawling around on top of the corpse in the well.
"Squeak..."

As these gray mice climbed, they seemed to have found something.

But in the blink of an eye, the four Four Symbols Demon-Suppressing Nails that were originally firmly nailed to the horse thief leader were pulled out by the mouse.

It seems very easy.

"Squeak..."

The cries of rats continued to ring out. As the rats continued to line up and swim into the water, a cloud of blood mist suddenly floated up near the head of the corpse:
"Gululu..."

The next moment, the body, which had just been lying on its back, was seen sinking gently into the water.

When she came up again, she saw that the corpse was now facing upwards.

Even his eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened, and his eyes were filled with hatred and malice.

Looking at those eyes wide open with anger, Song Feng sighed quietly, as if he was very emotional: "What a good material for refining corpses. If I were 20 years younger, I would definitely train you into a Yin spirit corpse."

"It's a pity that I'm too old now and don't want to bother with it anymore..."

After a few sighs, he saw the four runes drawn on all sides of the well suddenly light up red:

"Om..."

Looking at the many runes that were glowing with red light and illuminating the entire well, the little paper man stood with one hand behind his back and looked down quietly.

At one of those moments.

Just as the red light continued to press towards the corpse.

The eyes of the corpse that just looked lifeless now seemed to have a little more emotion:

"…What on earth do you want to do?"

A hoarse and resentful voice suddenly came out from the well.

Although the corpse did not speak, its words were heard by the paper man, allowing him to understand its meaning.

Looking at the belly-up corpse in front of it, the little paper man gently floated from the well to the corpse.

Then, it floated directly in front of the corpse's eyes, as if it could fly in the sky:

"You are able to refine the Five Poison Seeds into your soul. I'm afraid you must be the useless granddaughter of the old man on the Holy Mountain, right?"

After hearing what the paper man said, the corpse's eyes, which were originally wide open, seemed to become even more angry.

Then, the resentful voice was heard again from the well:

"Who are you? How do you know the relationship between us? Are you his enemy?"

This time, the resentful voice seemed to become even more hoarse, and the resentment even increased.

For a moment, the green light actually briefly competed with the red light all around.

Hearing this resentful voice, the paper figure that had been floating on the horse thief's head now gently landed on the copper coin sword on his chest:

"You don't need to know who I am, but I didn't expect that old guy to look so righteous on the surface, but secretly he is not that good."

"On the surface, he has completely destroyed the Dream Mother Chihun Dafa, and will no longer attract the ghosts and residual souls in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"I didn't expect that he secretly passed this magic to his granddaughter. This is really interesting news..."

When he said this, he paused, and seemed to be gloating over someone else's misfortune.

Faintly, the little paper man actually put his hands behind his back, showing a very emotional look:
"I knew that old guy was no good back then, and this time I finally caught him..."

This Dream Mother Demon Spirit Technique was an evil magic that caused a sensation in the Ten Thousand Mountains back then, and it killed countless mountain people.

Later, because the old man from the Holy Mountain asked for help and paid a heavy price, he also participated in the action to suppress the evil.

But who would have thought that this old guy actually left such a big hidden danger and did not completely destroy the spell.

Hey! This is a very irresponsible behavior towards the 100,000 people in Miaojiang.

After all, the power of this spell is secondary. The most important thing is that it will cause a riot among the ghosts and demons in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

If this were to be revealed, even if he was a strong enough high priest, he would be deposed from the altar.

This is simply a leverage that is delivered to your doorstep. It would be a shame not to take advantage of it!
After hearing what the paper figure said, he looked at the paper figure and immediately identified the name of the magic she was practicing.

For a moment, even though the horse thief Wang Pozi had gradually transformed into a ghost, she was still horrified:
"How could you possibly know this?"

The moment he finished speaking, his resentment increased by three points.

Faintly, it seemed to form an evenly matched confrontation with the red light in the well.

Seeing that the two were evenly matched, the little paper man nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand behind him:

"Come!"

Following his gentle greeting.

All I saw was four small paper figures with the same expressionless faces flying down from the rock wall of the well in the distance:
"Swipe!"

As these four little paper figures fell down, the resentment that was originally very balanced seemed to be punctured by something.

"呲呲呲..."

The resentment spread in all directions.

Then, the four little paper figures were seen moving very quickly, each standing at an important node among the limbs.

In just a blink of an eye, the horse thief leader, whose belly was up in the air, was firmly restrained.

"……ah!!!"

The screams kept ringing out.

The leader of the horse thieves, who had gradually transformed into a fierce ghost and was changing his life form into a strange form, could not help but scream.

It seemed as if he had a premonition of his future fate!

next moment.

I only saw the paper figure floating on the golden sword quickly fall down, and then came to the Guanyuan acupoint of the female corpse:
"Blood converges at Guanyuan, stimulating blood and qi here will surely reverse yin and yang!"

The moment the words fell, the red light above the surrounding wells lit up instantly, and then pressed down heavily on the Guanyuan acupoint:

"boom!!"

As these spells were cast down, the bandit leader, who had already gradually transformed into a fierce ghost, began to scream miserably:

"No! How could it be possible? What did you do? What on earth did you do?"

As the screams rang out, vaguely, there seemed to be a little blood flowing in the body of the dead horse thief leader.

It directly disrupted her process of going to extremes and using her resentment to condense the Dharma body of the Dream Mother Demon Soul.

As this wisp of blood appeared, the many talismans drawn on the walls of the well began to flow rapidly.

It was as if it had transformed into two black and red millstones, constantly squeezing the blood and soul of the female corpse:
"...Ahhh!"

The screams kept ringing out.

As these many talismans continued to be squeezed out, there seemed to be wisps of blood and energy of creation flowing out faintly.

Seeing that the things he had arranged in advance had already taken effect, the paper man chuckled a few times, seemingly not caring about anything:

"It's just that I'm borrowing a ray of your blood energy that was born from the intersection of yin and yang..."

Feeling the birth of this strand of destiny blood energy, the paper man quickly floated over and then sucked it into his mouth:
“…Gulp!”

And at the moment when that wisp of blood was sucked into the paper man's mouth, the paper man suddenly turned red.

Even the blurry face seemed to become clearer in an instant:
"belch……"

He burped because he was full, and then, with the help of the breeze, the paper figure floated out of the well with the other paper figures, and drifted away into the darkness in the distance:

"Crash..."

As the paper figures floated away one by one, the originally shining talismans began to become dim.

Only the dead female corpse had even more hatred in her eyes than before, and even her pupils had turned green.

Then, the copper coin sword that had been stuck in his chest shattered:

"Wow..."

Faintly, one could see that the resentment that had been suppressed was now growing at an extremely fast rate.

"boom!!!"

The huge resentment broke through the well in just a blink of an eye, and seemed to shine with the bright moon in the sky from afar.

The moonlight shines down.

There seemed to be a resentful gaze looking out from the well.

(End of this chapter)