The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 142 Brocade Clothes and Human Skin
When he thought of this, Uncle Nine looked at his Seventh Uncle in front of him very embarrassedly.

The whole person smiled awkwardly:

"Sorry, Seventh Uncle..."

He really didn't expect that an old monster from the older generation would actually sneak into the charity cemetery.

Looking at Uncle Jiu who looked embarrassed, Song Feng waved his hand and didn't care too much about it:

"Nothing, these are just minor issues. If the Hundred-Faced Taoist could be discovered so easily, he wouldn't have been able to dominate the spiritual world for decades."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and he seemed to be a little emotional:
"To be honest, this Taoist priest with hundreds of faces is also an old friend of mine."

"Back then, his master, the Thousand-Faced Taoist, had some affinity with me and taught me how to practice the Human Skin Brocade Robe Creation Technique."

When he said this, he paused again, then picked up the thin human skin, and then said slowly:
"The fact that this Taoist with a hundred faces could bring so many human skin brocade clothes to Renjia Town means that he must have received accurate information."

"I guess he came to Renjia Town specifically because the Thousand-Faced Taoist taught the old lady the Leather Brocade Clothes Creation Technique."

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine looked at Uncle Seven with a look of doubt:

"Are you old acquaintances of the Hundred-Faced Taoist?"

How come this old guy knows people everywhere? And it looks like he was sought out by someone seeking revenge.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's question, Song Feng nodded gently, and then slowly kneaded the human skin:
“Although the Hundred-Faced Taoist did not receive the true teachings of the Thousand-Faced Taoist, this human-skin brocade robe is indeed well made.”

When he said this, he just pulled the human skin gently with special means, and then he put on a new skin in a very strange way.

In the blink of an eye, he turned from an old man with an aged face into a pale-faced man:
"Back then, the Thousand Faces Taoist died suddenly in a demonic disaster, so the Hundred Changes Sect's Human Skin Brocade Robe Creation Technique was lost to his generation."

"As the only practitioner who knows this magic today, it is quite normal for the Taoist Master Baimian to come to me."

"But since someone has been able to find out this far, he must know something about me. Things are becoming more and more interesting..."

Looking at the pale-faced scholar in front of him who seemed full of vigor in every gesture, Uncle Jiu just felt a sense of incongruity.

After all, if he hadn't seen with his own eyes his seventh uncle putting on human skin in front of him, he probably wouldn't have been able to tell whether this was his seventh uncle or a pale-faced scholar.

Looking at the pale-faced scholar in front of him, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but shudder, and then quickly said:
"Seventh Uncle, why don't you take off this human skin quickly? I'm shivering just looking at it."

"I always feel a little weird talking to you at this time..."

Looking at his seventh uncle, who looked like a pale scholar, chatting with them, Qiu Sheng felt a little numb.

It's so weird. It's really weird.

At this time, the more I look at Seventh Uncle, the more he looks like the mastermind behind all this, and the more he looks like the villain in the story.

This feeling is so weird!

Hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Song Feng chuckled, and then began to rub the skin gently, and in just a blink of an eye he had peeled off the skin:

"If this technique of creating human skin brocade clothes is truly practiced successfully, then it will be possible to wear human skin as if it were clothing whenever you want."

"I only know a little bit, and I can only barely put on this human-skin brocade robe."

"After all, it's still a little short of the mark..."

Seeing Seventh Uncle sighing while collecting all those human skins in his hands, Nineth Uncle couldn't help but twitch his lips.

This old guy is outrageous.

In just a blink of an eye, he could put on and take off human skin without even changing the clothes.

Can this be called knowing only a little?

Back then, even the Hundred-Faced Taoist couldn’t do this when he was roaming the spiritual world.

Could this old guy be some old devil who dominated the spirit world in the past? Why does he look more and more like him?
After processing the human skin in a special way and stuffing it into the bundle, Song Feng sat down with a smile:
"Alright, alright, the two of you stop standing there and just do what you need to do. Quickly clean up this corpse and the blood."

"Of course, if you are curious about this spell, I am willing to teach you."

"In fact, the Human Skin Brocade Clothes Creation Technique of the Baibian Sect is also a relatively magical spell among the side sects."

"Although you can't become an immortal through cultivation, it is very effective in saving your life. What do you think? How about learning it?"

When he said this, Song Feng smiled and looked at Qiu Sheng who was standing next to Uncle Jiu.

Seeing the gaze of his seventh uncle, Qiu Sheng first glanced at his ninth uncle who was looking at him dangerously, then quickly shook his head:
"No, no, no... let's not use it..."

"With the magic skills that Master taught me, I have already practiced enough. I don't need to practice this human skin brocade clothing... creation... creation technique..."

This bloody appearance is enough to make one's scalp tingle, and he doesn't want to practice this kind of magic.

It seems a bit too evil!
Seeing Qiu Sheng refused to practice this magic, Song Feng seemed a little regretful:

"This spell is very useful. Even if you haven't mastered it to the point of possessing a human skin, you can still shed the membrane at will."

"Back then, I relied on this magic to escape many fatal attacks. Young people are too timid..."

Only by saving one's life first can one make a name for oneself in the spiritual world, practice magic and dominate the world.

No matter how powerful you are, it’s useless if you’ve lost your life.

After hearing that Seventh Uncle felt sorry for Qiu Sheng not practicing this magic, Ninth Uncle couldn't help but twitch his lips and didn't know what to say.

If it is said that the Hundred-Faced Taoist has not been out for too long and has a deep understanding of Taoism, then it is his problem that he did not discover it.

So, when Seventh Uncle pointed out the origin of this Taoist with a Hundred Faces, he had already remembered what this art of creating human skin and brocade clothes was.

How can this be a good spell?

Hundreds of years ago, a brilliant ancestor of the Baibian Sect mastered the art of creating human skin brocade clothes.

It is said that the old ancestor's true practice has reached the point where he can be possessed by human skin. Even if his life span is exhausted, he can still stay in the world with a human skin and not go to the underworld.

That is really majestic.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The old ancestor wandered among the human world for too long in human skin and absorbed too much resentment and blood.

In the end, for some unknown reason, he became extremely mad and caused a bloody storm in the spiritual world at that time.

If the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu had not brought out the Yin-Yang Male and Female Evil-Slaying Swords at that time, he probably would not have been able to suppress the human skin.

Even now, the human skin is under the patio of Longhu Mountain, suppressed by the Yin-Yang Male and Female Evil-Slaying Sword.

For this reason, this sword cannot be used at will.

I didn't expect that this old guy, Seventh Uncle, could actually practice this kind of weird magic successfully, and even let others pass it on to him, an outsider, instead of passing it on to their own disciples.

This is a bit outrageous.

For a moment, he was curious about how this old uncle, Seventh Uncle, had done it when he was young.

This makes absolutely no sense!

Seeing Uncle Seven sighing here, Uncle Nine turned his gaze to Qiu Sheng who was standing beside him and said, "Qiu Sheng, don't just stand there. Hurry up and take Wencai and the other two to clean up this place."

"By the way, put more cinnabar when burning the body this time. This Taoist monk has some evil qualities and needs to be burned for a while longer."

Although the death of the Hundred-Faced Taoist seemed strange and simple, he did not dare to underestimate him.

After all, the fact that this Taoist priest with a hundred faces died at the hands of Seventh Uncle showed that Seventh Uncle had extraordinary means.

joke.

The speed and sharpness of the colorful light that flew out from Seventh Uncle's hand were no worse than the legendary flying sword.

Just turn your head and it will come down.

The only thing he could think of that could compare to this thing was the legendary Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

To be honest, even the once-famous sword master could probably only achieve this much.

Don't talk about others.

Even if he himself was faced with that ray of colorful light suddenly, he might not be much better than the Taoist with a hundred faces.

The speed of the glow was too fast.

Moreover, it is so sharp that it can cut off a person's head with just one turn, which is terrifying.

Although I don’t know how my seventh uncle did it.

But he could actually control that colorful light, which was enough to make him a big shot in the spiritual world today.

This thing would be a sword immortal in ancient times.

Although this is not taking a head from a thousand miles away, taking a head from ten steps away is also extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu felt a chill on his back and even on his neck.

He was afraid that a ray of colorful light would fly out from his seventh uncle's sleeve and chop off his head.

I watched Qiu Sheng and Wencai drag the body aside and start cleaning up the traces with a rag.

Song Feng smiled and sat back on the chair beside him, then drank his tea leisurely again:
"...Mmm...good tea!"

Seeing Seventh Uncle's contented look, Ninth Uncle shook his head helplessly and then sat down beside him.

Then, he first glanced at Seventh Uncle's sleeves, and then spoke softly:
"Seventh Uncle, when do you plan to leave?"

Since Seventh Uncle already has such means, then going north for revenge would be absolutely easy.

After all, with this kind of flying sword-like method, he didn't believe that there were many people who could escape.

Although the so-called Yinshan lineage has a large number of people, most of them know some strange and unorthodox techniques.

But with this colorful light, it is basically possible to break all the laws with one force.

Isn’t the Taoist with a Hundred Faces also extraordinary?

But under this colorful glow, it was easy for Seventh Uncle to cut off his head.

If a person dies, there is nothing else to do.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Song Feng smiled slightly and also poured Uncle Jiu a cup of tea:
"Don't worry, don't worry. These methods are just some tricks. If you really fight with others, you can only do it in a sudden way."

"I have more enemies than just these few. If something unexpected happens, I will lose my life immediately."

"So you have to stay for a while longer, and I also said that I would take you north with me, so how can you leave alone?"

As long as it is magic, there will be flaws and loopholes. There is no invincible magic, only invincible people.

Perhaps some spells were extraordinary in the ancient times when spiritual energy was abundant, and had the potential to be invincible.

But this is not possible in modern times.

Although he has mastered the method of controlling the five elements of gods and demons, he can easily control the gods and demons.

But this is not the method of flying sword after all.

If fighting with others or attacking by surprise, most mages can hardly escape his rays of light.

But the problem is that there are too many enemies in the north.

This spell can be said to be like mowing the grass for ordinary people, but most practitioners have brains.

Once there are too many people and there is no way to deal with them all at once, it is very likely that people will think of ways to break the law.

So we have to wait a little longer.

I'll wait until my strength has recovered a little and I can cast more spells.

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine nodded slightly, as if he agreed with what he said:
"Since you have an idea in mind, Uncle Seven, I will not say anything more."

"But the ray of light in your hand is indeed extraordinary. With this method, I feel more confident."

Although it may not be so reliable to say that one trick can make you successful in today's era, it is still very powerful to have a special skill.

Apart from those truly top masters and giants in the cultivation world, who dares to say that he can take on Seventh Uncle's Xiaguang in broad daylight?
If you can't even withstand one move, what can you say about the future?

Uncle Seven's magic, which directly targets the physical body, is simply a cheating method in today's era.

Several days passed.

When the time was right, Uncle Jiu quietly took Qiu Sheng and Wencai to Gaoshan Town.

With the help of Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng was indeed able to channel the vitality from the Feng Shui tree into his body.

It is precisely because of this.

Qiu Sheng, who had originally only drawn out one kidney essence, now drew out the second liver wood essence.

Of course.

Because there was no external pressure for the time being, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai just did some fancy tricks.

I don’t know how Aunt Zhe bribed the two of them and made them stab Uncle Jiu in the back.

These two guys directly cooperated with Aunt Zhe to give Uncle Jiu a wet temptation, and they were determined to help Aunt Zhe complete her goal of seducing Uncle Jiu.

But in the end, not only did he fail to seduce Jiu Shu Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, but he was beaten up for it.

And at this moment, when everyone was extremely relaxed, another letter arrived without them noticing.

I can’t roll it up anymore, I really can’t roll it up anymore. It’s making my scalp numb and my whole body weak.

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(End of this chapter)