The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 118: Paper Boat
When she said this, Zhe Gu stopped pretending. She put one hand on her waist, put the other hand on her leg, and then put that leg on the stool.

The scene was so wonderful:
"This time, I plan to build the neighboring Yuquan Town, Gaoshan Town, and Heyuan Town into my own dojo. I want to hear if you have any other suggestions?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly, then sat on a chair and poured her a cup of tea:
"Yuquan Town is famous for its fish and rice, and it can be considered a relatively wealthy town, but why do you want to target Gaoshan Town?"

"Gaoshan Town is a well-known poor town in this area. It is extremely inconvenient to use Gaoshan Town as a training ground."

Gaoshan Town, as the name suggests, the entire town is spread out in the mountains. Basically, there is only one village with a few people on each mountain.

It's completely like a war between two countries, and after the war is over, no villagers in the town can be found.

Even when he was choosing the location, he did not include Gaoshan Town in his plan.

He really couldn't imagine why Zhe Gu suddenly wanted to include Gaoshan Town in the coverage of her own dojo.

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Aunt Zhe did not explain to him, but asked:
"Don't worry about the rest. Just tell me if these three towns can be used as a dojo."

Hearing Zhegu's question, Uncle Jiu sighed again, then waved for her to sit down:

"Don't be impatient. Let's sit down and talk slowly. Let me analyze each town for you one by one. At least you will know the pros and cons, right?"

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Zhe Gu became interested, and then she sat directly on the chair, holding her face with both hands and looking at Uncle Jiu infatuatedly:

"Brother, go ahead and talk. I'm listening~"

Seeing Zhe Gu looking at him with her chin in her hands and a face full of infatuation, Uncle Jiu suddenly didn't know what to say:
"Uh... let's start with Yumi Town. Yumi Town..."

Uncle Jiu seemed to have already known a lot about the surrounding towns and had done a lot of investigations.

It is precisely because of this that every word he said was direct and concise, pointing out the advantages and disadvantages of the town.

The analysis is really logical.

"...The final Heyuan Town is like this. As long as we can deal with the three households of Zhou Wang and Liu in the town, we can build a Taoist temple..."

After Uncle Nine finished talking about the pros and cons of the three towns, he turned his gaze to Zhegu in front of him:
"That's all, what else do you want to know?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Zhe Gu seemed to have just come back to her senses from watching Uncle Jiu's dazed look:
"Ah? That's it? I thought I could watch it a little longer..."

Seeing that Zhe Gu was infatuated with him again, Uncle Jiu's face darkened. He couldn't help but clenched his fists and then spoke word by word:
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's expression, Aunt Zhe nodded with great satisfaction:

"There's nothing else I want to ask, Brother. Wait for me to settle the affairs of the dojo, and I will come to find you!"

After she finished speaking, Zhe Gu actually stood up and strode out of Dayizhuang without any hesitation.

Watching Aunt Zhe leave without saying anything.

Qiu Sheng, who was practicing martial arts at the side, couldn't help but stick his head out at this time, looking at Zhe Gu's back with a curious look on his face:

"This is weird. Logically speaking, shouldn't Master Zhegu stick to Master tightly at this time? Why is he acting so abnormal today?"

"Could this be a new tactic adopted by Master-Uncle? Playing hard to get?"

Seeing Qiu Sheng quietly leaning out of the door to look at Zhe Gu's departing figure, Uncle Jiu slapped him hard on the head:
"...You're playing hard to get!"

"Hurry up and practice. After the morning class today, you still have to go to the valley in the back mountain to monitor the construction progress of the charity cemetery."

After being hit on the head, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but hold his head and scream:
"Ouch, Master, could you be a little gentler when you hit me? You've damaged my head..."

After screaming and crying for a while, Qiu Sheng looked at Uncle Jiu next to him in surprise, and then said:
"Master, didn't you say you would personally go to the backyard to watch today? Why don't you keep your word?"

Just now, when Master Zhegu was here, the master said that he would go to the backyard himself to monitor the progress.

Oh, men’s words are deceiving.

Seeing Qiu Sheng whispering, Uncle Jiu subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to slap him again.

After seeing Uncle Jiu's actions, Qiu Sheng quickly ran to the side and said to Wencai who was busy burning firewood:
"Let's save the fried kidney in the pot for the evening. I'm afraid the chef won't be able to eat it this morning~"

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he picked up the cane next to him and chased after Qiu Sheng:

"I told you to stir-fry kidney. I told you to stir-fry kidney. Are you still going to stir-fry it? Are you still going to stir-fry it?"

As the sound of canes breaking through the air rang out again and again, Qiu Sheng was beaten and ran away with his head in his hands, screaming:
"Ahhh no, Master, I was wrong!"

"No more frying, no more frying, I won't fry kidney for you, Master, I was wrong, please don't hit me anymore..."

"..."

Seeing Qiu Sheng being beaten again, Song Feng, who was drinking tea and watching the fun nearby, smiled and shook his head:

"This master and his three disciples are really hopeless..."

That night.

Song Feng, who had already achieved the three-legged tripod, was now sitting cross-legged on the bed. His posture was much more natural and comfortable than before.

His back was already straightened at this moment, and coupled with the dark black robe, he truly exuded the demeanor of a noble man!
Of course, if there weren't those paper figures around him at this moment, it would seem much more normal.

It clears out the turbid air in the body.

Then, Song Fengqian gently stretched out a hand, and then gently grabbed the cup of tea on the table in the distance:
"Dangdang!"

The sound of a tea bowl falling to the ground was heard.

Then, Song Feng, who was sitting on the bed and trying to take things from a distance with his magic power, couldn't help but sigh:
"Now it's just the Three Flowers Tripod, which has refined three pseudo-mana that can be cultivated continuously."

"Even with the previous foundation, it is still a little lacking in skills. It will be impossible to move the Zhoutian telekinesis for a while..."

If he is really capable of the art of Taoism now, he has already surpassed the realm of the Five Qis to ascend to the spiritual realm and entered the realm of having blood and spiritual energy and magic power of his own.

In this realm, most mages need to accumulate magical power and constantly build up their foundation on the Twelve Floors.

But because he had already surpassed this realm, he wanted to use his magic power to forcibly move the Qi around.

"After all, it is still a step short. If I can draw out the essence of the five internal organs and fully cultivate the five qi to ascend the spirit, then I will be able to display the Dao of the law of circulation of the heavens..."

He sighed softly, but Song Feng did not feel depressed. After all, Taoism is Taoism, and strength is strength.

Now that he has been able to recuperate his broken body to this point, it is already extremely amazing.

Even if it is just the Three Flowers Tripod and there are no Five Qi creatures, he is confident that he can protect his own safety.

Thinking of this, he seemed to remember something and then came to the table:

"I asked Qiu Sheng to help me buy some good paper a long time ago, and now it can finally be put to use..."

Thinking of this, Song Feng casually took out a piece of rice paper, and then took out one of them.

Then his hands kept moving, folding and cutting with scissors at the same time.

But in the blink of an eye, a ladder made entirely of paper cuts and folds appeared in front of him. He casually hung the paper ladder on the table next to him, and then Song Feng skillfully took the paper next to him and began to fold it.

"This paper boat takes some work..."

Although this thing was a bit troublesome, with his skillful hands, he quickly folded out a large ship with a very unique shape.

The entire ship is divided into several floors, quite like the legendary ship used by prominent families when traveling.

Watching the building ship take shape, Song Feng nodded and then placed the building ship on the ladder.

This creates a ladder cut out of paper with what looks like a boat on top.

When everything was over, Song Feng took the oil lamp next to him and gently lit the paper ladder:

"boom!"

The sparks hit the paper and it burned quickly.

In just a blink of an eye, the ladder made of folded paper began to burn from the bottom up, burning to the top level.
Wisps of smoke drifted up.

Faintly, it was as if a ladder made of green smoke appeared in the air.

However, the flames had not stopped.

Just when the fire reached the top of the ladder, it hit the large ship next to the ladder, and then the entire ship began to burn completely.

The whole process was very quick.

It may sound a bit slow, but in fact it happened in just a moment.

After seeing this scene and looking at the green smoke coming out of the burning, Song Feng then gently closed his eyes.

The next moment, the air above his left and right shoulders began to slowly become blurred.

But in the blink of an eye, two things that looked very unreal and like flames appeared.

"boom!"

Three fires in the human body burn instantly.

Then, an illusory figure with a cane walked out of his body.

The next moment, he was seen walking up step by step on the green smoke that looked like a ladder.

After reaching the ninth floor, his illusory figure suddenly leaped forward:
"boom!!"

Inexplicable ripples suddenly appeared.

Then, the illusory shadow suddenly disappeared into the air.

The green smoke from the ladder folded out of paper also completely dissipated at this moment, as if it had never appeared.

the other side.

Song Feng, who climbed the nine-step ladder to the real underworld, seemed very indifferent at this moment.

This is not the Yin-Yang Realm where heaven and earth are eclipsed, but the netherworld that is truly plunged into complete darkness.

There are countless ghosts and monsters here.

Here there are many rare treasures that have long disappeared in the real world.

However, Song Feng, who had arrived in the underworld, did not seem to hesitate at all. He walked forward along one of the paths as if he was familiar with it.

With a few steps, his body seemed to have moved instantly, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared at the far end of the road.

Look forward again.

All he saw was that he had now come to a river that seemed to be very large and broad.

The riverbanks near the river are planted with beautiful flowers:
"Higanbana, Yellow Spring River..."

Looking into the huge Yellow Spring River, I saw a paper ship flowing in the Yellow Spring River.

Seeing this scene, Song Feng stepped onto the boat as if he was very familiar with it, then walked into the boat, letting the Yellow Spring River flow with him.

the other side.

Uncle Jiu went back to his room to sleep, and suddenly he felt his mind move slightly.

Then, he did not cast any spell at all, but miraculously, his soul sank further and further as he walked.

But in the blink of an eye, his soul had completely disappeared into the ground, while his body was still on the bed.

"brush!"

In just a blink of an eye, you are in the underworld.

When Uncle Jiu felt that he had arrived in the underworld silently, his first reaction was not fear.

Instead, he looked at the faint golden light on his body with some surprise:
“…The merits are enough!”

Thinking of this, he looked forward.

Looking closely, he saw that there was a ghost official holding a long sword and wearing a black robe standing next to him:
"plz follow me……"

In this underworld, there is no need for both parties to eat dirt or say nonsense when communicating with each other.

After all, they are all spiritual bodies now, so it can't be said that there is any barrier between them.

Follow the ghost official all the way forward.

It only took Uncle Jiu a blink of an eye for him to arrive at the hall where his ancestor was.

And the moment he arrived at the hall, Gui Li, who led him in, disappeared in an instant.

Looking inside the hall.

All I saw was that the master was busy at his desk, and he seemed to be very busy with official business.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu quickly walked over, then bowed respectfully and said:
"The disciple has seen the master!"

After hearing Uncle Jiu say this, the master who was busy marking the official letter with a red pen looked up.

When he saw that Uncle Jiu's whole body was emitting a faint golden light, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"I didn't expect that Fengjiao, you have accumulated enough merits so quickly. It seems that the position of bank manager must belong to you."

When he said this, the master paused for a moment, then said:
"But the reason I asked you to come here this time is not just because your public notice has been issued..."

(End of this chapter)