The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 147 They are all ruthless people
I saw different looks from everyone.

Peacock Master's face gradually became gloomy.

Then, he reached into his sleeves and quickly pulled out a small piece of iron about the size of a fingernail:
"brush!"

Take a closer look.

All you can see is that the tiny piece of iron, the size of a fingernail, is engraved with numerous intricate patterns that are invisible to the naked eye.

It's like a special spell.

Then, he simply clamped the iron sheet on the end of the chopsticks. The whole process was very quick and very spectacular.

I have the golden essence of magic-breaking on my chopsticks, let’s see how you can still cast spells!

When he thought of this, the Peacock Master picked up the shrimp sushi next to him with his chopsticks.

Seeing the Peacock Master's actions, Qiu Sheng also laughed, and then he took the chopsticks and reached across the middle of the table to pick up the sushi on the opposite side:
"...Hehe, what a coincidence, I also like to eat this shrimp sushi!"

The table is one meter long. Logically speaking, Qiu Sheng, who is sitting next to Uncle Jiu and opposite Ren Dalong, cannot stretch his arms that long.

However, something strange happened.

As Qiu Sheng stretched his arm forward, his arm seemed to be a dough that could stretch and shrink.

"brush!"

In just a blink of an eye, his arms grew half a meter long. Then, he easily took the sushi in front of Peacock Master while sitting.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's series of actions, I saw him performing magic openly in broad daylight.

For a moment, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reveal a hint of admiration in his eyes:
"It looks like the second essence has been drawn out. This should be a major breakthrough for Qiu Sheng's Yin Yang Tongxin Method."

"It is indeed a great unconventional method. Although it cannot reach the heavens, its miraculous and strange qualities are beyond the imagination of others."

Although Peacock Master has already cultivated his magical powers and even accumulated a lot of magical powers, he can travel through the twelve floors.

However, their Taoism is too biased towards the actual five elements attack magic in the world of the living, and is good at bravery, fighting, and violence.

Facing Qiu Sheng's strange magic, fighting on the table is really a disadvantage except for a real life-and-death battle.

It seemed that Qiu Sheng did not use the illusion he had just used, but instead used another method to take away the sushi in front of him.

The Peacock Mage's expression turned very ugly at this moment:

"It's the second time. It's the second time already!"

Thinking about it, in all his years in the world, when has he ever been so embarrassed?

But the problem is that the person who could embarrass him is just a young man, just the disciple of the person opposite.

After just a brief fight, he knew that he was no match for the mage in front of him.

He's bound to suffer this loss!

Moreover, if fighting with the younger generation could make him lose face, how could he have the face to continue accepting Ren Dalong's offerings?
When Ren Dalong saw Qiu Sheng's arm stretched out so long in an instant, his eyes almost popped out:

“…What kind of skill is this?”

Looking at Ren Dalong's stunned expression, Uncle Jiu felt as if he had drunk ice water in the dog days of summer.

I felt so happy and relieved in my heart.

There is a sequence in learning, and everyone has his own specialization. The Peacock Wizard is sharp in fighting, and his five elements magic is very powerful.

But it is still too one-sided.

Qiu Sheng's method seems strange, but it is not a real physical creation. It just has some illusion elements.

Any ghost can perform this function, except that ghosts cannot reveal themselves during the day, but Qiu Sheng can borrow the power of ghosts in broad daylight.

If he took action, just a talisman would be enough to make Qiu Sheng pay, without any effort at all.

But obviously.

This Peacock Wizard has met his match.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you can’t even beat my apprentice, how dare you sit at the same table with me?

It feels so good!
When he thought of this, Uncle Jiu smiled and picked up the last piece of green thing on the plate with chopsticks.

Originally, Ren Dalong was very shocked. This guy Douchiying really had extraordinary magical skills.

But when he saw the big piece of green stuff that Uncle Jiu picked up, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of gloating in his eyes:
"Hey Hey……"

When Uncle Jiu stuffed that big mouthful of mustard sauce into his mouth, Ren Dalong could no longer hold back the smile on his face.

The whole person burst out laughing:

"Hahahaha... Douchiying, how is it, is this Western chili sauce strong enough?"

After hearing what Ren Dalong said, Uncle Jiu, who was already crying because of the spicy mustard sauce, couldn't help but slap his forehead.

clap clap clap!
This big mouthful of mustard is so soulful.

The moment he swallowed it, it rushed directly into the tip of his nose and even into his brain.

Right now, he felt like sweat was pouring down his entire body. If he hadn't wanted to lose face in front of his love rival, he would have cried out long ago.

Even so, he still endured for a while, then with tears in his eyes he pretended to be calm and said:
“…No…No problem!”

In just a short while, the raw meat and sushi on the table had been eaten up by the people at the table.

The other few people also ate sashimi.

However, Song Feng, who had been sitting in a wheelchair with a private seat, did not touch any raw food and only ate some cooked sushi.

Nowadays, compared to all the popular things from the West, he is more suitable for Eastern food and is not so curious about Western things.

Dogs won’t eat raw food!
Soon, the plates on the table were taken away, and Ren Dalong packed up his things and walked outside with Uncle Jiu:

"Come on, don't you want to see our ancestral tomb? Now I will take you to have a look and let you have a good look!"

As soon as he called out, the soldiers behind him all gathered around.

There are soldiers guarding in front, behind, left and right.

With this level of protection, there is no need to worry about those so-called gunmen shooting from behind in today's times.

After all, he is a warlord.

He has men and guns under his command, so he has some military skills.

Keep going.

As Ren Dalong walked out the door, he seemed to remember something, then glanced at Song Feng and said:

"The old guy is so old that he has almost no teeth, but he still comes out to work. I don't know how miserable Douchiying is."

"But I'm different. I still respect the elderly and love the young. I saw that you didn't eat anything on the table, so I asked the kitchen to steam a cake for you."

"I guess you haven't eaten this Western food before, right? It's a good opportunity to broaden your horizons!"

When he said this, Ren Dalong waved his hand, and then he saw a man in a chef's uniform brought a cake. Although there was relatively little cream on it.

But the freshly baked egg cake smelled delicious, and everyone who had just finished eating couldn't help but sniff:

“Sniff sniff…it smells so good!”

Looking at everyone's performance, Ren Dalong smiled complacently, then waved his hand and asked the chef to put the big cake on Song Feng's wheelchair:

"Old man, just eat this egg cake without worry. I have it steamed freshly, so it will definitely not harm your health."

"Just tell me when you're hungry. You're so old and still working, I can't let you go without a bite of food!"

Looking at the big cake that the chef placed on his wheelchair, Song Feng glanced at Ren Dalong unexpectedly, and then smiled:
"Then I would like to thank the Marshal..."

When he said this, he picked up the fork stuck in the cake and looked back:

"Qiu Sheng, can you eat something?"

Looking at the cake in front of him, although it smelled very rich, Qiu Sheng's stomach was already full after eating so much.

It was precisely because of this that Qiu Sheng just swallowed his saliva and then said:
"This is steamed for you by the Marshal. I see you haven't eaten anything on the table, so you should keep it for yourself."

Most things in the West are half-cooked, and there are relatively few truly cooked sushi or the like.

It was not until Ren Dalong brought the cake that he remembered that raw food was bad for the old man's stomach, and he was so busy eating it that he didn't react.

But then, he changed his opinion of Ren Dalong, his master's love rival. This guy looked unreliable, but he turned out to be quite respectful to the elderly and caring for the young.

Looking at Ren Dalong's actions, Uncle Jiu acted very calm.

After all, although Ren Dalong doesn't look very reliable, he is not actually a real bad guy.

If Ren Dalong had bad character, Michelin would never have accepted his pursuit.

Apart from anything else, when it comes to treating his wife and love, Ren Dalong is really a bit pure.

Everyone moved forward.

While Qiu Sheng was pushing the wheelchair, Song Feng was eating the steamed cake made by the chef in the Marshal's Mansion with a fork.

You know what, it really tastes good!
As everyone arrived in front of Ren Dalong's ancestral temple, Uncle Jiu also recognized the Feng Shui layout here after seeing the Feng Shui location:

"Although this water splashing event gathers the energy of Feng Shui, it is easy to produce miasma because the combination of water and fire is too intense."

"It seems that your problem must have appeared in the ancestral tomb. I just don't know if you can be saved."

When he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu even went out of his way to scare Ren Dalong who was standing next to him.

However, Ren Dalong was also unyielding and was not intimidated by Uncle Jiu's threats. He just shook his head and scratched his fingernails:
"Even if I die, I will never give you the chance to covet my wife. When the time comes, I will definitely take you with me to die!"

When he said this, he spoke to the soldiers outside the door:
"Listen carefully, everyone. If I come out first, everyone will be happy. If someone else comes out, you will shoot him through the heart with thousands of arrows!"

After hearing what Ren Dalong said, the many soldiers guarding the ancestral temple shouted together:
"Yes, Marshal!"
Hearing Ren Dalong say this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

This guy actually guessed it right.

With so many guns and artillery tactics, it really fits the principle of breaking all obstacles with one force.

When they arrived at the ancestral tomb, the Peacock Master followed behind Ren Dalong, seemingly inseparable from him.

"... Marshal, be careful!"

Although he is extremely arrogant and aggressive, he still respects whoever is the financial backer.

He still has this bit of professional ethics.

Hearing what Peacock Mage said, Ren Dalong smiled and nodded, then glanced at Uncle Jiu and said:
"Don't worry, Master. Douchiying doesn't have the guts to attack me. On the contrary, he has to protect me!"

They are old friends who have grown up together, so he still has some confidence.

Looking at the many coffins and feng shui layout in the ancestral tomb, Uncle Jiu immediately identified the problem:
"Since your father's coffin has touched the ground, it means that this is the cause of your illness."

"If that's the case, then it's easy to solve. All we need to do is use a grinding wheel to grind the zombie teeth into powder."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu gave Qiu Sheng a look, and then Qiu Sheng said:
"Qiu Sheng, come on!"

After receiving a signal from Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng hurried forward to help open the coffin.

But it's still early today.

The corpse gas inside the zombie still sucked the coffin and it did not move. For a moment, even Qiu Sheng was born with supernatural powers and could not open the coffin:

"Master, the coffin cannot be opened!"

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu nodded, and then looked at Ren Dalong and the Peacock Mage beside him:

"Then wait until it's later in the day."

Time passed and it was getting darker and darker.

It doesn't take a while.

A slight noise came from the coffin of Ren Dalong's dead father:

"Dong dong dong..."

Hearing this voice, Uncle Jiu's mouth curled up slightly, and then he spoke softly:
"coming!"

As he finished speaking, Ren Dalong's father, dressed in a robe, ran out of the coffin.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of zombies jumping can be heard.

Immediately afterwards, Ren Dalong’s father was seen rushing towards Ren Dalong.

“…Ah!!”

Looking at the zombies rushing over, Ren Dalong quickly jumped aside and then started to say:
"Master, help me!!"

Hearing Ren Dalong's cry for help, the Peacock Mage glanced at the zombies, and then a golden light flashed in his hand:
"Look at my golden light fighting technique!"

Flashes of golden light continued to emanate from his hands, and then, it seemed as if there were countless golden bullets in his sleeves.

"Crack!"

He fired bullets one after another at the zombies, causing the zombies to retreat with crackling sounds.

Seeing that the clothes on the zombies were almost burned off, Ren Dalong couldn't help but say:
"Master, be careful. At least leave my father's body intact!"

After hearing this, Peacock Mage nodded, and then he waved his colorful feather robe and pulled out a vine:
"Brush la la..."

The vine was very dry in his hand at first, but as he infused it with magic power, the vine seemed to come alive.

The green vines are very strange.

As the Peacock Wizard grabbed the vine and rolled it, Ren Dalong's father's hands were tied and nailed to the spot.

Saw this scene.

Seeing the Peacock Mage's tricks, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but open his eyes wide:
“…Wow, this is amazing!”

(End of this chapter)