The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 208 What is a profound foundation?
He stopped, and then saw the paper man and paper horse gradually sinking into the shadows below.

But in the blink of an eye, the carriage made of paper man had completely disappeared.

Song Feng and Diaosou stood still after the carriage disappeared.

Looks very silky.

Looking forward, I saw that Uncle Jiu, Qiu Sheng and several other masters had also arrived here.

Seeing the scene here, Song Feng nodded and said:
"It seems that everyone must have already used their own methods and demonstrated their abilities to others."

"In that case, I will not say anything more. Let's move forward together, lest you all become dissatisfied with each other..."

After hearing what Song Feng said, several people present looked at the people around them.

It has to be said that those who followed Song Feng were all masters, and they naturally understood the value of the methods they used.

of course.

It’s hard to say what some people’s methods are, but at least the ones they just used are quite fancy.

Some people may even appear to be looking at the people present there leisurely, while they may still be meditating and practicing in their hearts.

I would like to especially praise Uncle Jiu here.

Because at this moment he forcibly overcame his usual habit of sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, and stood with one hand behind his back facing everyone, and regulated his breathing.

After taking a deep look at Uncle Jiu, Song Feng walked forward with a smile on his face:

"Let's go, let's follow..."

Seeing the expression on Uncle Seven's face when he just left, Uncle Nine couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"I thought I had hidden it well enough, but I didn't expect this old man to see through it."

"But fortunately, this old guy is the only one who noticed it, and the others should not have any other reaction."

When he thought of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but feel fortunate.

At least we can save our own face.

Thinking of this, he also remembered the way other people looked at him when he and Qiu Sheng ran over with their speedy horses.

At least the eyes have become more equal.

And that's enough.

After all, Uncle Jiu himself is not someone who has made a name for himself by going out into the world.

If we really talk about fame in the martial arts world, if we really talk about the power that comes with a name, no one present is worse than him.

After all, the deterrent power of these people who use unconventional methods is indeed quite strong.

Just at this time.

Uncle Jiu, who was being looked at, suddenly became alert and looked at everyone present:

"No, one person is missing!"

After hearing his sudden words, the others present subconsciously looked at Uncle Jiu.

Then, these evil masters seemed to realize something and looked behind Song Feng:

"...It's Guaxian!"
Seeing that there was no Guaxian among the crowd, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

Some people even felt a chill running from the soles of their feet straight up to the top of their heads, and even their backs were wet with cold sweat:

"Hiss... Unconsciously, we lost our sense of him and even subconsciously thought that he was following us."

Everyone present here is a leader in the unconventional ways of doing things, and they are all big bosses.

Each of them plays cautiously, relying on their own unconventional magic to roam the world, and can be said to have killed countless people.

It is precisely because of this.

This method used by the old man Guaxian can really be said to have hit their weak spot.

They couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
So fucking scary!

Although no one present has crossed that step, each of them has their own methods, enough to be called a great wizard, a well-known evil demon.

Who doesn’t have some hard skills?

Even in such a situation, it took Uncle Jiu alone to point out the situation before others reacted.

How could this not shock everyone?

At the same time, the others who just knew him slightly could not help but look up to Uncle Jiu:
"He is actually a person with real abilities!"

As if he felt the respect in everyone's eyes, Uncle Jiu subconsciously steadied himself.

The hand behind the back became a little steadier, and the breathing that had been a little heavy just now became calmer in an instant.

For a moment, it looked like he really had the demeanor of a master.

However, Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little bit of fun when he saw the scene:
“Although Guaxian doesn’t appear to have many skills, the methods inherited from the Tianji lineage are scary enough.”

"The higher one's cultivation, the more he thinks about this kind of mysterious things and the more he is afraid of them. He is indeed worthy of being called the old liar of Jingmen."

When he thought of this, he leaned on his crutches and slowly walked towards the narrow path ahead.

Saw Song Feng’s actions.

The other people subconsciously followed Song Feng's footsteps and then followed him.

However, the order in which everyone followed was a little more interesting.

Master Dan Ding took the first step, but Uncle Jiu took two more steps forward under the gaze of everyone.

Then, the others subconsciously took a step together.

As for the last person.

That is naturally Qiu Sheng.

However, at this moment, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but shrink his neck subconsciously when he saw the tacit actions of everyone:
"I'd better follow at the back!"

Looking at the Dan Ding wizard in front of him, and feeling the gazes of the other evil demons behind him, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown.

This also made his heart beat faster.

Although he knew that this group of people had no intention of taking action, he always felt insecure standing among this group of demons.

more importantly.

How can he not know if others don't know?

The reason why he reacted so quickly was not because he was not deceived by the methods of the Gua Immortal.

Rather, it means that as his status in the Maoshan Shangqing Taoist lineage continued to rise, even the ancestors in the underworld began to pay attention to him.

The reason why he shuddered.

It was completely possible that the ancestor had reminded him in the dark, which could be regarded as the protection of the ancestor.

This ancestor may not be a specific one, but a kind of mysterious feeling. To be honest, this ancestor can be called Sanmao Zhenjun.

After all, this kind of mysterious connection should naturally be attributed to the ancestor.

Looking into the distance.

Only at this moment can I see the gloomy mountain forest winding and rugged, with dense trees everywhere, the moonlight gloomy, and the wind howling.

At this moment, the entire Yinshan Mountain was like a lying black dragon, with a chilling murderous aura rising from the darkness. This was an inexplicable aura.

No matter what happened before, everyone present couldn't help but shudder at this moment.

"I found this path when I was walking on Yin Mountain. It's not very secret, but it's easy to walk on."

While walking on this narrow path, Song Feng started to explain to a few people, and it seemed as if he remembered something.

However, if someone observed him carefully, they would find that although he spoke with a smile, there was no expression on his face.

With an indifferent expression, he looked towards the depths of Yinshan Mountain. There was a deep light in his eyes, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Hearing what he said.

Before anyone else could sigh or speak, they suddenly heard someone speaking from the tree next door:
"Old man, are you recalling the past again?"

After hearing this sudden remark, everyone turned their eyes to a gloomy old tree nearby.

"Who's there? Come out!"

When he said this, Black Wind Monk had already rolled up the Black Wind Bag in his hand.

If the person behind the scenes doesn't come out, he is afraid that he will really cast a spell to shake the Yin and Yang world here.

This is so fucking bullying!

After all, he, Black Wind Monk, is one of the most famous masters in the spiritual world.

He once relied on the Black Wind Pocket and various unorthodox techniques to roam the spiritual world. Who didn't call him a demon, who didn't call him a big devil?

No matter whether it sounds good or not, at least the reputation is there, and people are terrified by it. This is the status in the world.

As a result, now that he was touched by someone, no one noticed him. What was he doing? This was a slap in his face!
After all, he is a demon who would make children tremble with fear if someone mentioned him.

Why is it that now, following behind this big guy, I look like a worthless extra?

This is really hurtful to people's self-esteem.

It's not just him.

The other people, including Uncle Jiu, subconsciously looked at the tree, with a hint of anger in their eyes.

There are so many masters present, and they are all embarrassed together.

If it were just embarrassing, it would be fine.

But if this hidden master goes against them, they might lose their lives.

This is very fatal for the evil demon!

However, when everyone looked at the ancient tree, they subconsciously revealed a trace of doubt:

"Huh? No one is here..."

He acted as fiercely as a tiger, but in the end, there was no human figure in sight, not even any trace of magic.

Just at this time.

I only saw a colorful parrot suddenly jump out of a bird's nest in a corner of the tree:

"What's the matter, you famous evildoers in the spiritual world, do you want to fight me?"

When it said this, the colorful parrot spread its wings and even shook its head.

Although it is a bird, everyone feels that this parrot is very arrogant at this moment.

I feel like I look down on them!

"Hey! You bastard..."

When he said this, Black Wind Monk's face turned red.

This is so fucking insulting.

However, just as he was about to make a move, the Dan Ding Mage next to him, who looked weak, gently pressed his shoulders and held him down:

"Don't get excited. It's only natural that you can't beat him. He is a master who has truly gone deep into the art of traveling the gods."

"Even among the Quanzhen lineage, you are considered a master. Please step down."

When he said this, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and seemed to have made some vague guesses.

Saw this little parrot.

Hearing his familiar words again, Song Feng subconsciously laughed softly for a moment, and then said:
"It seems that you have already sent people to keep an eye on our business. What's the matter, you also want to come here to make a living?"

"But you should also know that there are not many people who can really make you take action, unless you have evil intentions in your heart..."

When he said this, the dim light in Song Feng's eyes seemed to have completely swallowed up the whites of his eyes.

Being stared at by Song Feng's cold and gloomy gaze, even though he was currently sitting among the parrots, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

Then he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was indeed worthy of being the big boss he used to be. Even though he is down and out now, he is still not comparable to ordinary people.

"Look at what you said. Isn't that being too formal? What is our relationship? Why are you harboring such bad intentions?"

"Actually, I just thought of a way to help connect the two people and trick the old man from the Tantric sect into coming here."

"I have been curious about their initiation technique and the spirit boy's transformation method for a long time. This is an opportunity!"

When it said this, the parrot chuckled, looking a little bit reckless.

Seeing the parrot say this, Song Feng nodded slightly, and then said:
"In that case, I'll leave those stragglers on the periphery to you. Don't let them get away..."

After hearing what Song Feng said, the parrot chuckled:
"Don't worry, old man, I understand you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the parrot lost its lively and energetic look in the blink of an eye.

There seemed to be a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Only a faint voice came out from the forest:
"Old man, just go ahead without worry. I'm going up the mountain now, and we'll meet up in the forest~"

As the sound gradually faded away, the woods began to slowly become quiet.

The parrot hopped back to its nest, looking as if it was not afraid of people.

Looking at the scene that just happened, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be stunned:

"Is this the legendary art of traveling out of the body? This is much more magical than what is described in the legend."

This is a land immortal!
Seeing Qiu Sheng's stunned look, Uncle Nine shook his head, then looked at Uncle Seven in front of him with a serious look:
"This is not an ordinary divine travel technique, but a secret technique of the Quanzhen lineage. From ancient times to the present, not many people have been able to truly practice it to perfection."

"I didn't expect that there would be such an accomplished senior in Quanzhen Dao to participate. I just don't know which one of them in the mountain he is."

I didn't expect that this old guy, Seventh Uncle, had reached such a level that he could actually get a master at the head of a sect to come over.

Guaxian is an extra combat force and doesn’t count. Didn’t you see that he ran away when the fight started?
However, the master who had displayed the trance-like technique just now must have cultivated a magical spirit and was able to travel thousands of miles.

This is a big boss who can take charge of a faction.

Seventh Uncle is indeed Seventh Uncle. Following him, I can really feel the differences in the spiritual world.

It can really hit people.

In this age when spiritual energy is gradually weakening and dissipating, ordinary people can't encounter such a master.

Looking at the deep forest, Song Feng turned around and looked at the other people present:
"You have heard what I just said. Now you can do your part. I will leave the headquarters of Yinshan Mountain to you..."

(End of this chapter)