The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 172 Invincible
Keep going.

Just when they arrived at the woods near Renjia Village, Uncle Jiu's expression suddenly changed:
"No, there is corpse qi ahead!"

When he said this, he quickly hid behind a tree.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's actions, Qiu Sheng also carefully hid behind the tree:

"Master, what's going on?"

Looking at Qiu Sheng hiding behind the tree and Uncle Seven who was sitting in a wheelchair, Uncle Nine spoke cautiously:
"I sense a very strong smell of corpses in the woods ahead. We have to be more careful next time."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be surprised, and seemed to be a little unconvinced:
"Corpse aura? Is that true? What kind of zombie is so fierce that it can emit such a strong corpse aura in broad daylight."

"Master, could it be that we have encountered the legendary flying zombie king?"

When it comes to this, even Qiu Sheng couldn't help but feel incredible.

Under normal circumstances, very few zombies can emit strong corpse gas during the day.

Even someone as strong as Ren Weiyong or the zombie kings in Tengteng Town still hibernates during the day and is active at night.

He looked like a dead person during the day and could not show any abnormality under the sun.

In his impression, there were probably only flying corpses in the legend, and even flying corpses might not appear during the day.

When Qiu Sheng asked this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shook his head solemnly, looking a little uncertain:

"I don't know what kind of zombie can emit such a strong corpse gas in the daytime. We will know after we go over and take a look."

When he said this, he seemed to remember something and took out a bottle of corpse oil from his pocket.

I just saw him rub one hand into the corpse oil, and then he very skillfully gave himself a zombie's eye circle.

After applying dark circles.

Uncle Jiu handed the can of corpse oil in his hand to Qiu Sheng:
"Caution comes first."

After taking the corpse oil from Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng carefully applied it to his own dark circles, then handed it to Uncle Qi:

"Seventh Uncle, you can use some too."

Looking at the small bottle of corpse oil handed over by Qiu Sheng, Song Feng nodded, and then applied the makeup to his own dark circles.

After seeing that several people were disguised, Uncle Jiu cautiously took a few steps forward and then carefully surveyed the surrounding environment.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's actions, Song Feng sat up from the wheelchair, and then followed with a cane.

For a moment, the three men looked like thieves as they acted stealthily.

"Slow down...slow down..."

After a while, the three people who were following carefully from behind saw the figure in front.

However, when they saw the zombies still jumping in the daytime, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but open his mouth wide:

"Hiss... can we travel during the day?"

What kind of zombie is this? I didn’t expect that it is not afraid of the scorching sun or the real fire of the sun.

Not only Uncle Jiu, but Qiu Sheng was also slightly startled when he saw the zombie jumping under the scorching sun:
"That zombie looks like Ren Weiyong..."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this zombie looked somewhat similar to Ren Weiyong.

Aren't they brothers?
After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Uncle Jiu, who was just trying to test the zombies, couldn't help but stop:

“…Hmm? Are they really that similar?”

It’s no wonder that after Qiu Sheng’s reminder, he also discovered that the zombie jumping in front of him looked a bit like Ren Weiyong from the side profile.

Thinking of this, the master and the disciple turned their heads in sync and looked at their seventh uncle.

Seeing the actions of the master and disciple, Song Feng couldn't help but laugh, then nodded and said softly:

"You guessed it right, he is Ren Weiyong's biological brother, Tian Teng."

When he said this, Song Feng paused, then said with a smile on his face:
"I've already told you that the Ren family is a little different. They have some strange connection with zombies..."

If originally meeting Ren Weiyong was just a coincidence, then at this moment Nintendo cannot be called a coincidence.

Originally, they thought that Ren Weiyong was outrageous enough and was an extraordinary genius in the art of corpses.

After all, he transformed from an ordinary zombie into a jumping zombie in just a few days, and even almost became a flying zombie.

Before this, Uncle Nine just thought that this was a joke from Uncle Seven, but when he saw Nintendo, he was stunned.

It turns out that the people of the Ren family really have a connection with zombies, and they are all geniuses in the field of zombies.

Judging from the fact that it can now appear in broad daylight, Nintendo's talent in the field of zombies is even more outrageous than Ren Weiyong's.

This is no longer the seedling of a flying corpse. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is half a flying corpse.

Outrageous, just outrageous!

After hearing what Uncle Seventh said, and looking at the Nintendo dancing in the sunlight, it confirmed Uncle Seventh's words.

Even Uncle Jiu had to admit at this moment that this family of Ren really had a connection with zombies:

"No, I have to go up and try it out."

When I thought of this, I saw Uncle Nine quickly running up and then started talking to Nintendo.

Both of them were talking in corpse language.

So Qiu Sheng, who was hiding behind them, could only hear their chattering but couldn't understand what they meant.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu had already caught up with Nintendo after he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng felt very puzzled:

"What kind of zombie is this Nintendo? Not only is it able to hear and see clearly, it can even appear in broad daylight."

"Logically speaking, the legendary flying corpse is probably like this, right?"

Although he did not inherit all of Uncle Jiu's knowledge, he did learn a lot about zombies and ghosts.

That's why he was so confused.

In Maoshan's thousands of years of heritage, there is no such kind of zombie in the zombie genealogy recorded from generation to generation.

This is really strange.

"Considering that he can only jump and not fly, this should still be within the scope of corpse jumping."

“But even if he is still a zombie, he is still the top zombie king among the zombies. Your master will suffer a great loss this time…”

When he finished speaking, Song Feng looked at Uncle Jiu who was testing the zombies in front of him with a smile on his face.

After all, if he didn't say it, who would believe that zombies were invulnerable? It can only be said that this is a miracle created by the combination of Chinese and Western cultures.

Sure enough, as he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu suddenly rolled on the ground:
"Ah ah ah..."

He was rolling, tumbling and jumping, and he looked like he was in a lot of pain.

However, when he tricked the Nintendo to the corresponding position of the Bagua mirror, he found that the Nintendo was not afraid of the Bagua mirror.

It's not even just the Bagua mirror.

Even the magic arrows he flew out were directly broken by Nintendo. The talisman was directly eaten.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do anything to Nintendo.

Even at the very end, Uncle Nine simply gave up his own moves and just followed Nintendo:

"What is the origin of this zombie? It is not afraid of sunlight, magic swords, or even Taoist magic."

While thinking about how to deal with this zombie, Uncle Jiu suddenly felt like he had to urinate.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu, who was thinking about a solution, went straight to the river, pulled down his pants and urinated.

However, when he was halfway through peeing, he suddenly seemed to realize something:
"not good!"

The next moment, his face changed and he jumped directly into the river:
"thump!"

As he jumped into the river, Nintendo's claws grabbed him.

He was almost caught by Nintendo's claws. It looked really thrilling.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff..."

After sniffing the scent by the river and making sure he could no longer smell Uncle Jiu's scent, Nintendo left into the distance.

His IQ is quite high, he can even figure out that zombies can't pee.

Finally, five minutes after Nintendo left, a head suddenly popped out of the water:
"call……"

After wiping the water off his face, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but let out a deep breath:

“This Nintendo is truly amazing!”

While wiping the water off his head, Uncle Jiu carefully climbed onto the shore.

Seeing Uncle Jiu climbing up, Qiu Sheng, who had been carefully observing Uncle Jiu from behind, offered him a towel very attentively:
"Master, wipe your face first."

Looking at the towel that Qiu Sheng brought over, Uncle Jiu took it and wiped his face, then said solemnly:
"Not only is Nintendo able to understand the language of corpses, he is also not afraid of Taoist magic. This is going to be a bit tricky."

"Mom wrote to me saying that a lost zombie caused the trouble. Could it be this zombie?"

When it came to the end, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel a little tricky.

Looking at Uncle Nine who was wiping his face with a towel in front of him, Song Feng gently leaned on the cane in his hand, and then said faintly:

"Now the answer is in front of us. I'm afraid there are no other zombies except this one..."

Although this zombie cannot be said to have condensed the creation of heaven and earth, it can be said to have undergone artificial transformation.

With the combination of East and West, it becomes immune to things like talismans, sunlight, and magic swords.

For practitioners, it is really quite tricky.

Apart from guns and cannons, it is almost impossible for ordinary practitioners to think of a way to deal with these zombies.

This is already beyond the standard.

Even though it can't fly, it's not an exaggeration to call it a flying corpse.

It's totally against the will of heaven.

After wiping the water off his face and head, Uncle Jiu took off his coat and clothes:
"Since this guy broke in here, let's go find him and see if there's any good solution."

"It's impossible that he just called us over to clean up his mess. That won't do."

After hearing what the master said, Qiu Sheng nodded in approval:

"Yes, whoever caused the trouble should solve it."

If it is true, among all the elders, the only ones who have a particularly good relationship with Qiu Sheng are Simu and Zhe Gu.

Although Mamadi has a closer relationship with Uncle Jiu, she has no feelings for Qiu Sheng and Wencai.

So, when it came to applying eye drops, Qiu Sheng had no psychological burden at all and just said whatever came to his mind.

He didn't come here to take the blame.

Although they did not get rid of the zombies this time, after learning some information about them, they came to Renjia Village and found an inn to rest first.

However, when Uncle Jiu was drying his clothes and preparing some food, he suddenly heard a piece of news:
"…What? What did you say?"

Seeing Qiu Sheng coming back with the news, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but ask in disbelief:

"You mean to say that Mamadi is going to be shot next?"

Hearing the master's question, Qiu Sheng quickly said:
"Yes, Master. I have inquired outside and they said that the three of them will be executed at 3:30 p.m. tomorrow."

Although he has no feelings for his mother and younger brother, they are still elders in the sect after all, so it is not appropriate to say anything nonsense at this time.

After all, if Mom really died, then their trip would be in vain.

Looking at Qiu Sheng who had just come back from gathering information, Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly:

"Mom has always been like this, she has high aspirations but low skills, and never thinks about anything seriously."

"I thought I had underestimated him enough, but I didn't expect that he could even make a mistake in driving a corpse."

When it came to the end, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel speechless.

The business of corpse-driving can be regarded as the most common skill among Taoists.

Although Simu is also a corpse-driving Taoist priest, he belongs to the first echelon of corpse-driving Taoist priests and is a real high-end player.

An ordinary corpse-driving Taoist priest would at most use one or two talismans, or just draw out the first stream of vital energy.

It is a craft with a very low threshold.

Under normal circumstances, corpse-driving is considered a very bad job for Maoshan disciples.

It is the foundation of the foundation.

In the end, he really didn't expect that his mother could get such a thing wrong.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's helpless look, Qiu Sheng came over and asked cautiously:
"...Then should we still save the master?"

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was full of curiosity, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh helplessly, and then said softly:
"Save them, how can we not save them? But we have to teach them a lesson this time."

"If we save them when they are about to be shot, they will surely feel something."

With his ability, he could rescue Mom and the others right now.

But since Mommy had caused this incident, he had to teach this senior brother a lesson.

With his mediocre kung fu level, he couldn't even teach himself, but he still accepted two apprentices.

This is a joke!

Watching Uncle Jiu and his apprentice thinking about how to teach Mama a lesson, Song Feng sat in a wheelchair with a calm face, gently cutting paper figures:

“…Crack! Crack! Crack!”

(End of this chapter)