The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 166 Great Advancement
Watching a few of them busying around here, while the old man, Seventh Uncle, was eating and drinking beside them.

Even though Uncle Jiu had seen it countless times, he couldn't help but feel unhappy.

After all, happiness comes from comparison.

Since he was a little unhappy, Uncle Jiu naturally wanted to make some trouble. He suddenly glanced at Qiu Sheng who was rolling out dumpling wrappers nearby, and then said:

"Qiu Sheng, last time when we were at the Marshal's Mansion, I saw that you performed quite well."

"Now the time is right for me to examine your progress in cultivation. Show us what you have accomplished."

Although Qiu Sheng can only be considered average in drawing talismans, the Yin-Yang Concentric Method is very suitable for him.

There are some things that you will never know the mysteries of unless you practice them yourself.

Now that such a long time has passed, he might as well test Qiu Sheng's practice in this magic.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng looked at his master awkwardly, then said in a low voice:
"Master, my magic power is still too weak. I just used up most of it from performing for my junior sister and replacing the pastries."

"If I were to perform at this time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to show all my abilities."

Although he still has some special magical powers cultivated from the Yin-Yang Concentric Method, it is only a little bit.

After all, young people are full of energy and naturally have a strong desire to win. The real thing was shown in the rejuvenation performance he just performed with his junior sister.

Hearing Qiu Sheng say this, Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and then he said unhappily:
"Have you become a little proud of your recent success in cultivation? You can't waste your mana like this."

Even if it was him, he would walk when he could and borrow the Dharma when he could. How could he use it like Qiu Sheng?

Do you really think that everyone's magic power is inexhaustible?
Given the current amount of spiritual energy in the world, it would probably take several days to recover through meditation alone.

Is it mana that is consumed when casting spells?

That is an old medicine used to restore magic power and food to make up for the loss of one's own energy and blood.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu's eyes had become very dangerous, Qiu Sheng quickly jumped back a few steps and then took out some dried meat from his pocket:
"Don't panic, Master. I still have some secret medicine and dried meat. Just let me rest for a while and I'll be fine."

Seeing the small cloth bag of dried meat that Qiu Sheng took out, Uncle Jiu remembered that Qiu Sheng had been catching mice whenever he had time.
"Well, I'll wait for you for a while. I'll have time to test you two on your training after dinner."

Uncle Jiu naturally knew that it would take time to recover his magic power, so he would not force Qiu Sheng to show it.

After all, Qiu Sheng's original level of cultivation was insufficient. If he was forced to suppress it, it would cause great harm to the foundation of his cultivation.

However, when Wencai heard Uncle Jiu say this, his face immediately fell:

"...Ah? Do I have to take the test too?"

I originally wanted to ask the master to judge the case for me, but I didn't expect to bring trouble upon myself.

How could this be a test? This was clearly an opportunity to get beaten.

Wencai burst into tears after hearing what he said, and Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown:
"What? You don't want to show off? Now that your two junior sisters have just entered the sect, you, as senior brothers, must naturally shoulder the responsibilities of being senior brothers."

"When we were practicing at the Maoshan headquarters, it was the senior brothers who taught us the foundation-building method on behalf of our master."

"It just so happens that Qiu Sheng has become somewhat accomplished today, so from now on the task of teaching these two little sisters how to practice will be handed over to you two."

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Zhe Gu was not unhappy about being interfered with. Instead, she nodded in agreement:
"Yes, your master is right. Qiu Sheng has now entered the realm of the Five Qis and Spiritual Ascension. He can be considered a person of great accomplishment."

"It's more than enough to teach two little sisters how to practice. From now on, just follow what your master says. This matter is left to you."

After hearing that Zhe Gu agreed to let the two junior sisters be taught by them, Qiu Sheng became a little unconfident:
"...Master, can we do this?"

Although it is indeed a pleasant thing to watch the teacher's younger sisters practicing martial arts, if they teach them wrongly, will they really be beaten to death by Uncle Zhegu?
Seeing Qiu Sheng doubting himself, Uncle Jiu nodded seriously and then said:
"...You two can definitely do it!"

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Zhe Gu nodded, and then looked at Uncle Jiu in front of her with spring in her eyes:
"When my senior brother was your age, he was already teaching some younger junior brothers how to practice in the Maoshan main altar."

"I believe that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, you two will be able to handle this job and teach my junior sister well!"

Seeing Zhe Gu looking at him like this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed:

"Ahem... Junior Sister, I'm not that great. I was just teaching the new junior brother at that time. I'm not as good as the senior brother."

Although he was quite repulsive to Zhe Gu before, after they had sex, he found that they seemed to be quite compatible.

Not only that.

As their energies became more and more integrated, there even seemed to be a sense of being a match made in heaven.

Although everything was not ready yet and the marriage certificate had not been burned yet, Uncle Jiu had already accepted Zhe Gu.

For a moment, both sides really felt like the husband and wife were following each other's lead.

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, she looked a little embarrassed, while Aunt Zhe held her cheek and smiled at Uncle Jiu:

"Big Brother has been in the mountains longer than us, and he has trained his magic power earlier. It is normal that we cannot compare with him."

"But you are the only one among all our fellow disciples, besides our eldest brother, who is allowed to teach the younger disciples."

When she said the last part, Zhe Gu's eyes couldn't help but sparkle with light, as if they were holding stars.

It looked as if he was really looking at the hero in his mind.

In addition, her temper has become milder now, and her aura is mellower. She really looks like a lady from a noble family.

Although he enjoyed being looked at by Zhe Gu, Uncle Jiu changed the subject at the right time:
"Okay, these dumplings are enough, let's put them in water and eat."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu glanced at the pot next to him and nodded:

“…The water just happened to be turned on.”

Seeing that Uncle Jiu had changed the subject, Zhe Gu nodded and then went to make dumplings with Uncle Jiu.

Looking at the two people opposite him who were following the husband and wife's lead, Qiu Sheng shook his head, looking as if he was very emotional:

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I didn’t expect that even the master has fallen into the ocean of love. Look at the sour smell of this love!”

However, compared to Qiu Sheng who was sighing beside him, Wencai was very curious about what his master and his friends said about Maoshan:
"Speaking of which, Master, why did you suddenly change the subject? I also want to hear what it was like when they were young."

After hearing what Wencai said, Qiu Sheng, who was just wandering around with a face full of emotion, looked at his seventh uncle:
"...Seventh Uncle, do you know?"

Look at Qiu Sheng Wencai and the two little girls with curious eyes, and then look at the couple singing together in the distance.

For a moment, Song Feng, who had just drunk a sip of hot tea and rinsed his mouth, nodded slowly:

"Under normal circumstances, the only one who can teach disciples how to practice is the eldest senior brother recognized by the sect's generation."

"In fact, the practice of teaching disciples is also to accumulate prestige. Only extremely outstanding disciples can be entrusted with important tasks."

When he said this, he paused, then slowly said:
"Think about it, your master is very talented, recognized by the elders of the sect, and has been granted the qualification to teach disciples."

"If you were the head of the sect, what would you think?"

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng seemed to realize something. He then widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Ha! Master, are you trying to seize the throne?"

Hearing Qiu Sheng use this adjective to describe Uncle Jiu, Song Feng couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"This can't be considered a fight for the throne, it can only be considered a possibility..."

Qiu Sheng must have listened to too many stories, how come all these adjectives are common words heard by storytellers?

However, at this moment, Qiu Sheng looked at his master with a look of surprise:

"I didn't expect that Master is actually one of the successors to the sect leader. If Master becomes the sect leader, then wouldn't I be the sect leader's eldest senior brother?"

"No, I have to urge Master to continue to degenerate like this."

When he spoke to the end, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but rub his hands together, and seemed to be full of enthusiasm.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's performance, Song Feng glanced at Uncle Jiu, then said slowly:
"Since you are able to meet your master, I believe you two must have something in common..."

The older generation wants to compete with their disciples, and the younger generation wants to compete with their masters. I'm afraid that one day when the weather gets cold, they will have to put on more clothes, right?

The dumplings cooked quickly.

Everyone present was practicing cultivation, and even the unskilled Wencai would eat very well.

So, they quickly finished the whole tray of dumplings.

After finishing their meal, Xiaoling and Xiaolan consciously cleaned the table and washed the dishes.

She looks like a good wife.

Finally, when everyone was gathered in the courtyard, Uncle Jiu looked at Wencai:

"Wencai, go up and demonstrate first."

Hearing his master calling him, Wencai nodded helplessly, then walked to the center of the courtyard:
"Okay, Master. Then I will show you a set of Baguazhang first."

When he said this, Wencai's face suddenly became serious, and then his whole appearance seemed to have changed.

Even though it looks old and ugly.

But now that I really get serious, I can be considered to be quite attractive and presentable.

"There's a flower hidden up your sleeve."

"A blue dragon emerges from the water."

"..."

Although Baguazhang focuses more on foot movements, it is a very common palm technique in Taoism.

But at this moment, in Wencai's hands, he was beaten vigorously and became very slippery.

Although Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhe didn't say anything, Xiaoling and Xiaolan, two of my junior sisters, kept clapping:

"Senior Brother Wencai is so amazing!"

"Brother, come on!"

I don’t know if Wencai has been practicing hard recently, or if the cheers from these two little sisters really have an effect.

At this moment, Wencai actually managed to extract some of the essence from that ordinary Baguazhang.

"Yeah, not bad, I didn't slack off."

Watching Wencai performing a set of boxing techniques in a standard manner, Jiushu nodded with appreciation.

So Wencai can’t be considered to be gifted in cultivation, but he is pretty good at boxing.

If you really can't make it anymore, you can be considered a good bodyguard, escort, or guard a house.

"...Qiu Sheng, it's your turn."

After Wencai came down, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look at Qiu Sheng.

After all, Qiu Sheng is the real dish.

When they saw Qiu Sheng coming on stage, Xiaoling and Xiaolan held their breath and looked at this handsome senior brother seriously.

After all, this handsome senior brother really showed them the magic of making all things grow in front of them.

It seems that he is even more powerful than the master.

Standing in the courtyard, Qiu Sheng, who had gradually recovered his energy, took a deep breath:

"Master, I'm about to start!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his shoulders.

The next moment, his shoulders shook and his body suddenly rose taller, and in the blink of an eye he was over eight feet tall.

Even the body seemed to be inflated, becoming very tall and strong.

That's a fist as big as a casserole.

Although Qiu Sheng was just standing there, his tall stature and temperament suddenly spread throughout the entire venue.

Although he is not as majestic as Wu Song, who is like the Demon Lord from Heaven and the real Tai Sui God on earth, he still has some majesty.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's performance, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel his eyes brighten:
"Oh? A variation of shapeshifting and illusion. I didn't expect it to be combined so naturally. Not bad."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu said softly:
“Are there any new changes?”

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng shook himself and returned to his normal self. Finally, he blew a whistle into the distance:
"Shh~"

As he blew the whistle, the big black dog, which had turned into a thin-waisted mountain dog, climbed over the wall from a distance.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Then, he just opened his mouth and gasped, looking at Qiu Sheng in front of him.

Qiu Sheng turned around again, and in the misty fog, he turned into a handsome man wearing a dark black robe, with a handsome face and three eyes.

"Master, how do you see me?"

Looking at Qiu Sheng's illusionary transformation in front of him, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile:

“Although it is only in form and has not yet reached the point where it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, it seems that the Yin-Yang Concentricity Technique has a great effect on illusion.”

"Who knows, maybe you can really use this magic to turn the fake into the real and cultivate something real!"

(End of this chapter)