The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 143: Too High

"Master, my uncle has sent me another letter!"

Holding the letter in his hand, Qiu Sheng rushed over excitedly, looking very anxious.

Seeing Qiu Sheng rushing over, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, then picked up the kettle beside him and rinsed his mouth:
"What happened again? Why are there so many letters every day? Are they sent to me by your uncle again?"

Looking at the familiar envelope, Uncle Jiu could already guess what it was.

He sends a letter every once in a while. He sends a letter every once in a while. Mom, this guy is really unreliable.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng was slightly startled, then he scratched his head and said softly:
"Yes, this is indeed a letter from Master Uncle, and he specifically asked you to help. It seems that Master Uncle is really anxious this time."

When he said this, Qiu Sheng handed the letter in his hand to Uncle Jiu and asked Uncle Jiu to read it himself.

After taking the letter in his hand and seeing how serious the letter said, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but rinse his mouth with water again:
"You also know your uncle well. Look at the letter he wrote and the way he phrased it. I guess he has not reached the end of his rope yet."

"Let's hold on for now. When he can't stand it anymore and sends a letter begging for mercy, that's when we can really go over and help him."

Hearing Uncle Jiu say this, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He also couldn't stand his uncle's character.

But since the master said not to help for the time being, he agreed.

He threw the letter on the table, and then, as if he remembered something, Uncle Jiu spoke:
"By the way, Qiu Sheng, have you studied the Thin Waist Mountain-Moving Technique that I taught you carefully recently?"

"Now that you have drawn out the second essence, the process of the five qi ascending to spirit should also gradually speed up."

"You need to hurry up and study the magic spells and talismans. You also need to leave some time for yourself to venture out into the world."

According to the tradition of Maoshan, as long as the disciple has truly cultivated the five elements and developed magical powers, he can become a master.

A disciple of this level of Taoism can basically serve as the chief wizard of a place.

Of course, after they become apprentices, most of them need to wander around in the world for two or three years.

Everything depends on surviving.

This can basically be regarded as a more popular way of traveling among the various traditions in the spiritual world.

No matter what your background is.

As long as you have practiced to a certain level, you will be thrown into the spiritual world to travel. If you can come back alive after three years, you will be truly one of us.

If an accident happens along the way, or if bad luck causes injury or death, then your future will be compromised.

After all, reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. No matter how well you cultivate, it will be useless without experience in the world.

Although the disability rate of disciples from famous and upright sects is relatively low after they have cultivated magical powers, it does exist; there are always some unlucky ones in every generation.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng nodded seriously, and then said softly:
"Master, I have studied the Thin Waist Mountain Driving Technique many times, and I have already mastered the various spells in it."

"If nothing goes wrong, I can train that big black dog into a thin-waisted dog today. How about you help me with it tonight, Master?"

Although practicing a spell does not necessarily require the supervision of an elder, why do you have to mess around if you have the conditions?
Just as the master said, as long as he follows the path planned by the master, he will definitely have a bright future. At the very least, he will be a leader among the practitioners of his generation.

There was no need for him to take such a risk.

"Besides, my seventh uncle happens to be free tonight, so I plan to ask him to help take care of me for a while."

Since we have the resources, we should use them quickly. Our own master alone may not be safe, but with Seventh Uncle, it will be a sure thing.

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Uncle Jiu nodded, and then said with satisfaction:
"Very good. Since you have made up your mind, I will protect you tonight together with your seventh uncle."

"If you can work harder and become the senior brother of the same generation, maybe I can help you get more good things from the master."

When he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng with sharp eyes.

Qiu Sheng’s level of cultivation is not low now, and basically no one among his generation can suppress him.

But that alone is not enough.

If Qiu Sheng could master many magic spells and bring out a stream of spiritual energy, he would truly be able to create a gap between himself and everyone else.

Then the position of the sect leader and eldest brother will be truly secured for him, and the master will surely give him some good things.

After all, unless there are any accidents, the eldest brother of each generation is basically the future successor to the head of the sect.

Even if the advantage cannot be maintained in the future, as long as the advantage of the eldest brother can be maintained in the early stage, the sect will invest resources regardless of it.

These are all what you deserve.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng's excited expression immediately turned into embarrassment:

"...Or should we just forget about it?"

He is no longer the novice in cultivation he used to be, so he naturally knows the status of his senior brother of the same generation. It is no exaggeration to say that he is in a high position and has great power.

But his little shoulders can't bear it.

After all, the master's generation has not yet taken over the position of headmaster. If the next generation of eldest brother is selected early, who knows what disputes may arise.

After all, how can the master's disciple not be the master?
Seeing Qiu Sheng's obviously cowardly expression, Uncle Jiu knocked him on the forehead with his backhand, and then said unhappily:
"Why are you so useless? When your peers are competing, you should compete if the age gap is not too big."

After hearing Uncle Jiu's lecture, Qiu Sheng whispered:

"...Then why don't you fight for it, Master?"

"If you can win the position of the head brother of the same generation, then I will naturally become the head brother of the next generation..."

Seeing that Qiu Sheng was clearly a glutton, Uncle Jiu waved his hand and told him to get out:

"Go, go, go, do what you need to do!"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu had obviously stopped asking him to set big goals and ambitions, Qiu Sheng jumped and ran away:
"Then I'll go get ready..."

Looking at Qiu Sheng running away, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

Just at this time.

Song Feng gently pushed the wheelchair into the room, and then looked at Uncle Jiu in front of him:
"Ajiu, your practice is about to break through, right?"

With just a glance, he could see the difference between Uncle Jiu and before. Although he was still a mortal, he looked more ethereal.

Suddenly, this was clearly a sign that the turbid air was about to be eliminated and a pure and spiritual body would be cultivated.

Seeing his seventh uncle coming over to congratulate him, Uncle Nine smiled and acted very modestly:
"No, no, I'm still a little short of time. Although the turbid qi is almost washed away, the innate acupoint is not so easy to find."

"It's hard to say, maybe I have to wait another two years before I can truly enter the realm of the Dharma-having Yuanling."

There is no such thing as absolute success in spiritual practice. Although he is confident that he can find the innate orifice and enter the realm of Dharma-Existing Yuanling, he cannot be sure.

As long as he hasn't reached it, he is still just an ordinary Taoist. When he reaches that realm, it won't be too late to turn against Tiangang. Seeing Uncle Jiu's low-key and humble look, Song Feng chuckled a few times, and didn't seem to care:
"It's almost there. According to your talent and the way you practice, finding the secret of the mysterious gate is a sure thing."

"However, once you find the secret of the Mysterious Gate, this is when the real practice begins..."

If you don't get rid of the turbid air and find the innate orifice, you will ultimately be just an ordinary Taoist with a mortal body.

When you step into the realm of the Dharma-Existing Yuan Ling, you can be truly regarded as a carnivore in the spiritual world.

Again.

There are numerous ever-changing spells in the world of cultivation. As long as the gap in cultivation level is not catastrophic, it is very likely that one will fail.

But it’s different when there is a Yuan Ling in the law.

Once you truly find the mysterious secret of practicing, you will have the Yuan Ling. Just as the name suggests, you will have the Yuan Ling when you practice.

Even the most common spells can exert incredible power in the hands of such people.

This is already a huge leap forward.

The magic power of such a person alone can easily suppress ordinary practitioners, not to mention their magical powers.

To be honest, only those who have truly entered the realm of the Dharma-Existing Yuanling can be called a seeker of the truth.

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine nodded in agreement, looking as if he really understood:

"Seventh Uncle, you are right. Having a Yuanling is just a new beginning. I won't be proud."

"After all, there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the spiritual world. The real masters of cultivation are not just floating on the surface."

Precisely because he was born into a famous and powerful sect, he truly knew how deep the water in this world is.

Although the spiritual energy is still declining nowadays.

However, the many immortal traditions and masters of the side sects that have been passed down from ancient times to the present are not good people.

The real masters of cultivation are all searching for their own path to becoming immortals step by step, heading towards the path of refining the spirit and returning to the void.

After all, if it weren't for the fact that the times are changing so fast that some big guys have revealed their whereabouts, who among ordinary people would dare to imagine that one person could sweep across 800 miles of Yinshan Mountain?
After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Song Feng nodded with a smile, as if he just came to see him:

“Young people have great potential…”

When he finished speaking, he gently pushed his wheelchair and walked away into the distance with a gurgling sound.

There seemed to be a hint of smile on his face.

Looking at the Seventh Uncle walking away, the Ninth Uncle also smiled slightly, and then said slowly:
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Seven..."

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

Looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, Qiu Sheng looked very seriously at the big black dog tied to the tree stump and the many spellcasting materials beside it.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu and Song Feng were sitting on the left and right of the stone table.

Although drinking tea at night is not a good idea, the two of them didn't seem to care too much.

A pot of good tea was brewed and placed here. The two of them drank it while watching Qiu Sheng who was busy in front of them.

Seeing his seventh uncle and ninth uncle sitting next to him, Qiu Sheng felt much more at ease:
"Master, Uncle Seventh, I'm about to start!"

After he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng came directly to the side of the big black dog, and then pointed his finger at the big black dog's head:

"Ow ooh..."

Several screams were heard.

Then, the big black dog, which had seemed so energetic just now, howled a few times and fell to the ground.

Although it looked like dead, the faint breath visible on its belly showed that the dog was still alive.

He was just knocked unconscious.

After knocking out the big black dog, Qiu Sheng picked up the cinnabar brush and ink and a sharp knife next to him.

He seemed very sophisticated throughout the whole process.

If his face hadn't looked so young, others would have really thought he was a great master in the spiritual world.

Watching Qiu Sheng performing magic in an orderly manner, and looking at the ethereal shadow that was looming behind him.

For a moment, Uncle Jiu, who was drinking tea nearby, couldn't help but smile in appreciation:

"Yes, Qiu Sheng has made great progress recently. It seems that this Yin-Yang Tongxin Method is very suitable for him."

"With Xiaoyu's encouragement, he is no longer as naughty as before. Maybe he can really take on the responsibility of our sect."

Think about what Qiu Sheng did in the past, and then look at his current performance. The gap is really too big.

Although Qiu Sheng is still young now.

But judging from his various attitudes now, he might really be able to achieve great things.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's comments, Song Feng nodded:
"If this child can work hard on his cultivation in the future, maybe he can really inherit your legacy and support the Maoshan lineage."

"However, although this child's bones have been improved after the transformation, his innate spiritual power is still lacking."

“To be honest, if I don’t have a great opportunity, I’m afraid I won’t be able to reach the edge of refining the spirit and turning into emptiness in this lifetime…”

Seeing that his seventh uncle seemed to be feeling a little regretful, his ninth uncle, who was watching Qiu Sheng casting a spell with admiration, couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Good man, you really think long-term.

I have also touched the edge of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness.

He doesn't ask for anything else in this life. As long as Qiu Sheng can practice peacefully and reach the state of having a spiritual energy, then their lineage will be lucky.

After all, considering that the spiritual energy is becoming increasingly weak nowadays, if a person with a magical power appears in the next generation, he will definitely be the successor to the head of the sect.

This will definitely make the master very happy.

"You are still thinking too far ahead. Let's wait and see how he practices next."

Although he had always known that his seventh uncle had high standards, he did not expect that his seventh uncle would directly set his goal on refining the soul and returning to the void.

Those who can practice spirit and return to emptiness can become immortals.

He, who is about to enter the great practice of Dharma-having Yuan Ling, only dares to aspire to reach the realm of Five Qis Returning to Origin in this lifetime.

Seventh Uncle really thinks too highly of Qiu Sheng.

(End of this chapter)