The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 256 No chance
Seeing these people suddenly jumping out, Song Feng, who had just opened the carriage curtain, couldn't help but smile:
"From a distance, I could sense several auras rising into the sky. It looked like they were about to be suppressed. So it was you two."

"Yes, everyone's Qi is boiling. Through the Heavenly Spirit, I'm afraid they are only one step away from integrating the five elements and cultivating magic power."

When he said this, Song Feng, leaning on a rattan stick, walked down from the carriage step by step.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Faintly, a hooded figure walked out from the shadow of the carriage.

Then, the shadow quickly took out a stool from the side, allowing Song Feng to step on the stool and get down from the carriage.

"Seventh Uncle, let me help you."

"Grandpa, please slow down!"

Watching Song Feng walking down, Shi Shaojian and Qiu Sheng seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, supported Song Feng and carefully helped him get off the carriage steadily.

However, when both parties were holding one arm each, they looked at each other subconsciously.

There seemed to be sparks flying faintly.

Damn, that dog! ×2
They cursed each other inwardly, and then they each occupied a corner and followed Song Feng closely.

Looking at the two grandsons on the left and right, Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little bit of fun:
"After parting in Hong Kong Island, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. Shao Jian, you have continued your practice."

When he said this, he glanced at Qiu Sheng who was looking at him eagerly, then smiled and said:
"Qiu Sheng is not bad either. His foundation is very solid. The next step is to combine yin and yang, and then he will be able to cultivate magic power."

When Qiu Sheng heard that he was being praised, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

However, when he saw the hateful Shi Shaojian next to him and saw his contempt for him, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but curse in his heart.

You dog, you are really a dog!

When Shi Shaojian heard Song Feng praising Qiu Sheng, he also gave Qiu Sheng a harsh look of contempt.

But then, he also felt a little strange.

Grandpa Gan always seems to be alone when he travels around the world. How did he get such a big grandson?

Seeing these two grandsons fighting for favor, neither of them seemed to be willing to give in, Song Feng waved to Wencai in the distance:
"Wencai, don't hide anymore. Come out and lead the way. Be careful or your master will teach you a lesson with that cane again if you keep hiding."

When he said this, Song Feng spoke to his two older grandsons, one on the left and one on the right:
"I am not an old man who can't walk anymore, so you two should stop supporting me."

After hearing what Song Feng said, Shi Shaojian and Qiu Sheng subconsciously looked at each other, and then let go.

Look at these two guys like this.

Song Feng squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, then walked towards Renjia Town with his rattan stick.

Watching Grandpa Gan leaving in the distance.

Then he looked at Qiu Sheng next to him, the person he had always looked down upon.

For a moment, Shi Shaojian couldn't help but feel his teeth itching, and then he heard him say:
"Okay, okay, tomorrow night at 3:15, if you're scared, don't come!"

After hearing Shi Shaojian's harsh words, Qiu Sheng naturally did not back down at all. He just gritted his teeth and then snapped his fingers:
"Okay, tomorrow night at 3:15, whoever doesn't come is a coward!"

What level? How dare you rob my grandfather!
Then, the two of them ran forward, neither of them letting the other go, looking like they were competing for position.

Watching Qiu Sheng and Shi Shaojian's performance.

Wencai, who was standing aside, looked dismayed at the moment:
"I didn't expect Shi Shaojian to be such a servile person. I really overestimated him."

However, at this moment, Shi Shaojian didn't even glance at Wencai, but just focused on what was happening in front of him.

After all, what is Wencai?
Although his body's qi and blood are still strong, he is not worthy of being his enemy unless he can draw out his essence to cultivate his magic power.

Only Qiu Sheng barely qualifies.

Moving forward along the way, under the protection of several of his eldest grandsons, Song Feng also arrived at Uncle Jiu's charity cemetery.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Qiu Sheng, who was running in front, saw that they were almost at the charity cemetery, and he shouted loudly to Uncle Jiu inside:
"Master...Master...Seventh Uncle is back! Seventh Uncle is back!"

He shouted several times in succession, and each shout echoed among the mountains and forests, ensuring that everyone in the charity cemetery could hear it.

Following Qiu Sheng’s several loud shouts.

Then I heard a few footsteps coming from inside the charity cemetery.

The next moment, Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu were seen walking out of the charity cemetery one after the other.

The moment Uncle Jiu walked out of the charity cemetery, he suddenly looked towards the door of the cemetery.

Take a closer look.

All he saw was that his seventh uncle, who had disappeared since going north, was now looking at him with a smile on his face, leaning on his cane.

"Congratulations to Uncle Seven for getting what he wanted!"

As soon as they met, after seeing Song Feng's expression, posture, and his concentrated momentum, Uncle Jiu immediately congratulated him.

However, beneath his calm appearance, his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

How can it be? How can this be?

At this moment, Seventh Uncle's face was ruddy, his aura was condensed but not dissipated, and faintly, there was a burst of vitality blooming.

If he hadn't actually seen that the man in front of him was his seventh uncle, he would have really thought he was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old.

This vitality is so strong.

Even if it happened to anything, it couldn't happen to a man over 70 years old.

but now.

Everything impossible becomes possible.

This is so terrifying!

After seeing Song Feng coming over, Shi Jian's expression changed slightly:
"Senior, you actually succeeded?"

Although he knew that this senior had done many great things when he was active in the martial arts world.

Some things can even be called miracles.

However, at that time, he did not think that Song Feng could really be reborn and live a new life.

Because it is just too difficult.

Only those who truly come from a great immortal sect like Maoshan and have inherited the legacy from their ancestors know what it means to be able to accomplish this step in this era.

This is simply shocking!
Looking at the two people in front of him with horrified faces, Song Feng smiled slightly and said in a very low-key manner:
"Nothing, nothing, I just got some good fortune in the South Seas, and I accidentally replenished my Qi and blood."

"It's nothing. It's nothing compared to you young people who are in their prime and have reached the peak of their cultivation..."

Seeing the low profile of Uncle Seven, Uncle Nine couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

He finally understood how he acted in front of others when he was secretly happy.

If Seventh Uncle, the corners of your mouth weren't so raised, we would really believe what you said about being low-key.

Just at this time.

Uncle Jiu quickly turned around and asked Song Feng to walk into the charity cemetery:

"Seventh Uncle, please come and see me. I ask Qiu Sheng to clean your room every day. If there is anything, we can talk about it when we get home."

Under the guidance of Uncle Jiu, Song Feng and his friends had time to go directly to the hall of the charity cemetery.

only.

When Song Feng sat in the main seat, and Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu were seated, the two of them looked at the two disciples behind them.

For a moment, those scorching eyes stared at Shi Shaojian and Qiu Sheng so hard that they couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on their backs.

As a last resort, Qiu Sheng spoke in a low voice:
"Master, do you have any instructions?"

After hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Shi Shaojian also glanced at his master:

"Master, what are you..."

Looking at the two little guys in front of him, Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then said:
"Qiu Sheng, take Shao Jian with you first. The two of you should go out of town to play and show him our characteristics."

"We have something to talk to your seventh uncle about, so you guys can go and play first."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu even took out two silver dollars from his pocket and threw them to Qiu Sheng:
"Have some fun tonight, and come to me to reimburse you for any money you spend. That will be a good way to show your hospitality."

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Shi Jian nodded, indicating to Shi Shaojian that this was also his idea.

For a moment, Qiu Sheng and Shi Shaojian, two young talents sent out by their elders, looked at each other helplessly:
"Hmph!"×2
But then they both seemed to realize something and glared at each other fiercely.

What are you looking at, you bastard? ×2
Since the elders had something to discuss, the two of them naturally walked out of the charity cemetery.

However, after they walked out of the charity cemetery, the two of them looked at each other tacitly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in their eyes:
"Change the time to tonight!" ×2
The two of them had an amazing tacit understanding, even their voices, tones, and intonations were exactly the same.

For a while.

They couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

However, after they reacted, they all snorted coldly:
"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Then, the two of them made hand seals and walked into the woods in the distance.

It looks like a fight is really going to happen!
Wang Wang Wang!
The mountain dog had already changed its shape at this moment, and it looked as if it had turned into a complete thin-waisted dog.

Although it doesn't look too fierce.

But in those dark eyes, there seemed to be a trace of strange power, as if they could really search the mountains and subdue demons, and eliminate monsters thousands of miles away!
the other side.

Song Feng, who was sitting in the main seat in the lobby and looking at the two people in front of him, smiled at this moment:
"Why? Is there anything you want to ask me?"

Looking at these two people who were supposed to be at odds with each other, at this moment there is no longer that feeling of incompatibility.

Song Feng also found it interesting.

After all, he has connections with Maoshan. If it weren't for the wrong timing, he could be considered a direct descendant.

Sect division is not good.

Helping these two little guys can also be considered as giving an explanation to the old man, so that he won't sigh all day long.

Looking at Song Feng, who was full of energy and smiling, Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment and then said:
"Seventh Uncle, have you really been reborn through Nirvana, and have you lived a new life after being destroyed and rebuilt?"

"Although Nanyang is in a wild place, their lives are also lives. If we are not careful, disasters may befall us."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu paused, as if he was explaining something:
"According to the records of our ancestors, if there is too much killing, when one refines the spirit and returns to the void, there will probably be red lotus fire descending."

Although he is now considered a big boss in the cultivation world, it is no problem for him to be in charge of a large sect.

It is the top wave.

But the more this happened, the more he could feel the unfathomable spiritual power of his seventh uncle.

In fact, after he achieved the state of Dharma-Existing Spirit, this feeling became even deeper.

I don't even know if it's an illusion.

At this moment, he felt that when he faced his seventh uncle, he was even more unfathomable than when he faced his own master.

This discovery made him feel a little stunned and also very unbelievable.

How can this be?

It was precisely because of this that he was afraid that his seventh uncle would commit such a massacre in order to regain his vitality.

In a place where there are no natural enemies.

There are so many things that can be done by practicing evil ways.

Not to mention, the one in front of him could be called a grand master of the unorthodox ways, and the ancestor of the evil ways.

Listening to Uncle Jiu's words and looking at his serious expression, Song Feng smiled leisurely:
"I know what you mean, but I have retired from the world twenty years ago and no longer do anything that would offend the world."

"The reason why I was able to make further progress this time was entirely due to His power. I guess there is no hope for you two..."

When he said this, Song Feng exhaled slightly, and vaguely, a small jade tree seemed to emerge from his internal organs.

It was as if he was constantly drawing in the power from the unknown, cleansing his blood.

"...Spiritual roots!!" ×2
Seeing this small jade tree, Shi Jian and Lin Jiu both couldn't help but exclaimed subconsciously.

But then, Shi Jian frowned:

"No, this is a spiritual root that has lost its vitality. It seems that when Senior obtained it, it was almost lifeless."

"No wonder... No wonder Senior was able to accomplish such a heaven-defying feat. It turns out that he had the help of this thing."

At this point, some of the thoughts in his mind had completely disappeared.

Not to mention a spiritual root.

Nowadays, the fact that he could see the hair of a spiritual root was considered to be an extraordinary origin of his.

Anyway, as a leader of Maoshan and the first in line to be the successor to the leader, he had never seen such a thing inside Maoshan.

It's over, no chance!

(End of this chapter)