The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 253 Caused big trouble
Just as Song Feng was hurrying back home.

On the other side, Renjia Town was in big trouble at the moment.

The Zhongyuan Festival is also known as the Ghost Festival.

As the name suggests, it is used to commemorate the deceased, to offer tributes to some of the elders whose souls have returned, and for their entertainment.

After all, the living have festivals, so how can the dead not have festivals?

On this festival.

Some people would light lamps and put down cloth.

What's more, some people would even invite special troupes of actors to perform for the ghosts that come during the Ghost Festival.

This is one of the rare times of the year when good and bad people mingle and hundreds of ghosts roam the night.

People often say.

On the Double Ninth Festival, when the Yang energy of heaven and earth is intense, all kinds of demons, ghosts, and poisons will quietly hide.

After all, the white snake in the Legend of the White Snake, even if she has practiced Taoism for a thousand years, still has to be cautious during the Double Ninth Festival.

Of course, legends are just legends.

As for how the real big monsters behave on the Double Ninth Festival, we may have to go outside the Great Wall and look for the real big monsters of the Chang and Liu clans.

You can go.

But whether he can come back is another question.

Just at this time.

All I saw was Qiu Sheng standing there helplessly, looking like an eggplant hit by frost.

It's not just him.

Wencai next to him also lowered his head, even lower than Qiu Sheng.

The whole person is completely depressed.

Even vaguely, there were two big dark circles under his eyes, as if he had stayed up late and done something.

Right in front of the two of them, Uncle Jiu was holding a cane. He looked very energetic, but he was looking at his two good disciples in front of him with anger:

"Okay, okay, just a blink of an eye and you two have caused such a big scene for me."

"Originally, the Zhongyuan Festival has arrived. Based on my trust in you, I have asked you two to be responsible for printing the silver and money of the underworld."

"I didn't expect that the two of you would go out and mess around. Do you know that if you disrupt the financial order of the underworld, you will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell?"

When he said this, Uncle Jiu took out a silver note with five thousand taels written on it from the table next to him.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that there was a special note on the banknote stating that if anyone forged it, they would be immediately thrown into the eighteenth level of hell to prevent others from doing the same!

At the same time, the cane in Uncle Jiu's hand turned into an afterimage, and slapped Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai on their buttocks:

"Ouch!" ×2
As the vines fell, the two people began to jump subconsciously.

"Master, this is all an accident. You know me. This is not my fault. It's Wencai who messed up."

"You also know that I have been wanting to take advantage of the opportunity of the Zhongyuan Festival to release my last breath and refine it into magic power."

"Why would I want to offend those evil spirits? It was Wencai who broke the law knowingly and went to watch the ghost show!"

When it comes to this, Qiu Sheng is completely in a state of mind where he would rather die than let his friend die. After all, it was Wen Cai who did it, not me.

However, after hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Wencai was no less confident. While running away, he quickly opened his mouth and pushed the problem onto Qiu Sheng:

"Master, it was Qiu Sheng who instigated me. I originally listened to you and didn't run around. He told me that it would be okay if I went to see him, and he would take care of it if anything went wrong."

"Qiu Sheng, you are so mean. When you can't bear it anymore, you push it onto me. Master, don't just hit me, hit Qiu Sheng too!"

While running away with his head in his hands, Wencai squeezed towards Qiu Sheng's side.

After all, Uncle Jiu’s target right now is Wencai. If he were closer to Qiu Sheng, he could draw the war over there.

Moreover.

This kid Qiu Sheng has made great progress in his cultivation and now his level of Taoism is quite high. Isn't he more capable of taking a beating than a mere ordinary person like him?

It seemed that he understood his thoughts.

Qiu Sheng did a backflip on the spot, and then his entire figure turned into a ball of fireworks in the blink of an eye:

"puff!"

Just a blink of an eye.

Then he disappeared without a trace.

However, after seeing Qiu Sheng's performance, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reveal a grim smile on his face.

Then, he grabbed a bowl of glutinous rice from the table and threw it fiercely at the door in the distance:
Crackling!

Like firecrackers, there was a crackling sound, and then Qiu Sheng suddenly screamed:
"what!"

Just a blink of an eye.

Then he saw Qiu Sheng, who wanted to escape by using the illusion, was directly knocked out of the invisibility illusion by the two grains of glutinous rice from Uncle Jiu.

His whole body was glowing with fire.

"Master, I am your disciple. If you kill me, there will be no one to inherit your legacy!"

He carefully put out the flames on his clothes and then Qiu Sheng retreated with a sad face.

After dealing with the two of them, Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly, and then sat back on the armchair:

"Originally, I had made great progress in my cultivation, opened up my innate acupoint, condensed my Yin spirit, and entered the realm of the Dharma Yuanling. I was very happy."

"But now, the disaster you two have brought upon me is truly a catastrophe!"

"If you don't handle one of them well, even I can't save the lives of both of you!"

When he finished speaking, Uncle Jiu looked unhappily at the two unlucky bears in front of him.

Qiu Sheng is fine.

Now, his four energies are sufficient, and now he only needs a special opportunity to truly cultivate the five energies and practice magic power.

At that time, you will be considered a true Maoshan wizard.

Even in the spiritual world.

You can also occupy a place and open a temple.

If they really can't hold him back, at most they will throw him out and send him somewhere to work for the ghost messengers in the underworld to pay off their debts.

But Wencai is in trouble.

You clearly know that Qiu Sheng is more powerful than you, and that you two are no longer from the same world, but you still play around with him?

In particular, after being bewitched by the ghost, he let go of thousands of ghosts escorted by the underworld messenger.

This is just trying to please the ghost.

The most annoying thing is that because he had a breakthrough in the magic world and possessed a spiritual energy, he lent the coin-making template to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

Unexpectedly, after Wencai was possessed by a ghost, he printed a lot of ghost money in one night.

If the amount of ghost money printed is less, at most he can take out his share and he can still afford it.

If the number is too much, it will affect the balance of yin and yang.

It is estimated that even if Wencai were his disciple, he would not be able to gain any benefit.

There are differences between people.

Qiu Sheng, this brat, caused trouble, but with his upcoming magical power, he could handle it. Don't underestimate the status of cultivating magical power.

Looking at the current situation in the spiritual world, once one has mastered the magical powers, he or she can truly be called a high-level wizard.

Even in famous sects like Maoshan, Longhushan, and Wudangshan, there are not many true disciples who have truly mastered the magic powers through the sect's secret techniques.

These are all the seeds of the master.

It can be said that at the moment they cultivated magical powers through the Five Qis to ascend to the spiritual realm, to a certain extent, they were already ranked among the leaders.

Although this position in the sequence of leaders may be behind countless people.

But it also represents a certain status.

This kid Qiu Sheng was trained according to the orthodox practice methods of Maoshan, and his methods are much more powerful than those of the independent practitioners.

In addition, this kid has been working hard to study his illusion techniques during this period, and he is almost merging with the female ghost Xiaoyu.

If he had not made great progress in his practice and entered the realm of the Dharma Yuan Ling, he might not have been able to capture Qiu Sheng so easily.

According to Qiu Sheng's methods, even if he directly entered the spiritual world now, he would be able to make a name for himself.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but pick up the cane in his hand again, and then slapped Qiu Sheng twice:
"You've grown too independent, and you think no one can control you, right?"

Hearing this and looking at Uncle Jiu's expression, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but shudder subconsciously:

"Master, how could I dare to do that? Once something goes wrong, I will do my best to make up for it."

"Although we haven't caught too many yet, I've already let that thin waist leave a mark. We'll see the result after tonight."

When it comes to this, Qiu Sheng can't help but feel fortunate.

Fortunately, in recent days, he has fed more of the dried meat he made to his own terrier and has cultivated it.

Otherwise, the skinny mountain dog might not be able to smell the hiding place of so many wandering ghosts.

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Uncle Jiu's expression became better. Then, he snorted and said:
"You should be thankful that it is the Ghost Festival now, and those wandering ghosts just ran out instead of fleeing far away."

"If the ghost money printed with the template you lost is spread to the entire spiritual world by these wandering ghosts, it will be a big deal!"

Now, although the template was used by Wencai but was more harmful than helpful, a large amount of ghost money was printed and was snatched away by wandering ghosts.

But for various reasons.

These wandering ghosts haven't run too far, and haven't yet completely dispersed these things into the spiritual world, causing turbulence in yin and yang and affecting the monetary order.

They just need to suppress all the wandering ghosts and burn the paper money at a specific time before things get out of hand.

Then, the crisis will naturally be resolved.

When he said this, Uncle Jiu stood up and walked towards the ancestral hall where his family worshipped:
"Although the ghosts are not very powerful, it is not so easy for us to catch them with just a few people."

"Next, I will gather all your uncles and aunts and ask them to come and help. When the time comes, don't let the two of you cause any more trouble for me!"

At the end of his speech, Uncle Jiu gave Qiu Sheng a warning look.

Although now, his practice has gone a step further and he has achieved the state of Dharma-having Yuan Ling, he has only just stepped into this realm.

However, the eldest senior brother has already been in this realm for a long time, and it is even said that he has special opportunities in Hong Kong Island.

As a result, the gap between him and his senior brother wasn't widening, but it wasn't narrowing much either.

more importantly.

The eldest senior brother practices the Lightning Thunder Fist, and when he has practiced it to the extreme, he can even attract thunder from the sky and borrow the mighty power of heaven.

It is the truly extraordinary Dafa of Maoshan.

Although their talisman lineage also has the corresponding method of practicing the Samadhi True Fire among the heavenly thunder and earthly fire.

But he still didn't succeed in the end.

If he just adapted to local conditions and used various means to slay demons and eliminate evil, he was confident that he could still compete with his senior brother.

But if we talk about the method of fighting.

Then he is no match for the senior brother now.

Otherwise, why is he called the King of Thunder and Lightning?
More importantly, he heard that the eldest senior brother's apprentice Shi Shaojian seemed to have cultivated the four qi and was only one step away from developing magical powers.

If two disciples who are similar in appearance were to meet, I'm sure they would create different sparks.

"Master, don't worry. Right now, my main focus is on refining this ghost eye magic weapon."

"Even if you invite all the uncles and aunts here, I will treat them respectfully."

"I promise not to fight back or retaliate, and I will never embarrass you, old man!"

At the end of his speech, Qiu Sheng even raised three fingers, as if to increase the credibility of his words.

I heard Qiu Sheng say this.

Uncle Jiu subconsciously looked towards his chest, and then nodded:
"Since you have this opportunity, you should strive to achieve the state of unity of yin and yang through the process of refining the magic weapon."

"Nowadays, you younger generations have much better opportunities than we did back then. Uncle Seventh is really generous..."

When it came to the last part, even Uncle Nine couldn't help but reveal a hint of envy.

When they first started practicing, they were not very poor, at most they had to eat coarse food in the mountains.

Although Maoshan is a wealthy and powerful family.

But the entire Maoshan, from the sect leader to the many disciples and elders in between, practice in various palaces and temples.

Even if there are some good things within the sect, they must be distributed according to the rules and regulations.

How could it be like now?
Seeing that Uncle Jiu has now gone to the ancestral hall and cast a spell to summon many fellow disciples.

Qiu Sheng chuckled, then carefully took out the sign from his chest:
"I didn't expect that this wooden plaque had a secret. I just don't know why my seventh uncle didn't refine this wooden plaque into a magic weapon."

When he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng carefully clasped the wooden sign in his hands and used his magic power to gently control it.

When he heard Qiu Sheng's words, he saw a white figure suddenly appear beside him.

Then, a long voice sounded beside Qiu Sheng's ears:

"Qiu Sheng, from now on, the two of us have to work together to refine it into our life weapon. My dear, you have to put in your heart~"

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng shook his body slightly and took the ghost shadow into his body. Then, he walked into his room and began to practice hard.

As Qiu Sheng continued to refine magical weapons.

He only saw that in his originally peaceful room, all kinds of illusions began to appear, as if countless ghost shadows were surging.

woo woo woo woo……

the other side.

Uncle Jiu, who had already cast a spell to light the lamp and notified many fellow disciples to come to his aid, now looked a little heavy:
"It's been such a long time and there's still no news. Could it be that Uncle Seventh is really going to stay overseas and never come back?"

"I hope it's not what I guessed, otherwise, Qiu Sheng will be sad for a long time..."

the other side.

Song Feng, who was sitting in the deep carriage, letting the yellow horse pull the carriage towards Renjia Town, suddenly sneezed:
“…A-choo!!”

After sneezing, Song Feng looked into the distance, and then subconsciously murmured:

"…Which old man is saying bad things about me behind my back?"

After shaking his head and pulling back the carriage curtain, Song Feng finally showed a hint of a smile on his face:

"Such a long time has passed, I wonder if Qiu Sheng has discovered that the plaque is a magical tool embryo..."

(End of this chapter)