The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 290 A Little Thought
“Hahahaha…Great! Grandpa, we’re not bragging tonight, we really got the job done!!”

While sitting on the dog-pulled sled, Bei Ming Hu laughed loudly and even did a backflip on it.

It really looks like an acrobatic performance.

Of course, he is not the only one who is so happy now, everyone else is also very excited.

For Bei Ming Hu, the Waseda Grand Shrine may just be a regional symbol and a provocation to the Fuso Onmyoji.

But this is for the immortals.

But it is the most important thing.

After all, the big guys from other places can just pat their butts and leave after a fight, but these immortals have lived here for thousands of years.

This is their hometown.

It’s a real base camp!

If the Waseda Shrine really strangles them, I'm afraid these immortals will be in real trouble.

For thousands of years, even when facing emperors and former great demons, they have been able to live freely.

What is the meaning of Fuso building the Waseda Grand Shrine?
Do you want them to surrender?

This must be impossible!

Moreover, after sweeping the Waseda Shrine, they also became famous among the immortals to a certain extent.

This has substantial benefits in various senses.

"Yes, thanks to you, old man, the older generation in our village are no longer afraid and can have a good New Year."

“Although the younger generation’s foundation is a little weaker, as long as there is no such thing to suppress the immortals, we can go into the mountains to ask for help from the immortals and give up some resources…”

When he said this, Uncle Zhang was sitting on the dog sled and gently stroking his beard, looking very contented.

No wonder he is so confident.

The main thing is that this time, many immortals were mobilized to deploy troops, which indeed consumed a lot of resources.

If he fails to achieve anything, it might be a bit of a blow to him, but since we are all family, it won't be a big problem.

But it was done.

That's different.

He knew that among the immortals, there were some old immortals who had a blood feud with these Fusang Yin Yang masters.

It's just that I can't take revenge due to various reasons.

Today, the Waseda Grand Shrine has been destroyed by them. No matter how they destroyed it, at least it can make those immortals feel better.

Those immortals are old monsters who have been roaming in the mountains and forests for hundreds of years.

Even if they started planting ginseng when they had achieved success in their practice, over the years, just the ginseng that was over a hundred years old would have to be harvested several times.

Not to mention that there are many precious lands among the mountains outside the pass.

Even if they just collected a little bit of it, a few hundred years would be enough to fill up their treasure house.

This time I got rid of my anger.

Those immortals may not give you their most valuable treasures, but it would be nice if they could get some elixirs and precious medicines from their treasury.

If you have a great medicine, you can help one of your descendants to make further progress.

This is a huge opportunity!

"This time, we have really turned Liao Province upside down. I'm afraid the entire Liao Province will be shaken next."

"I just don't know what's going on with those guys who entered Changbai Mountain. I hope they can keep their composure..."

When thinking of this, Song Feng turned his gaze towards the direction of Changbai Mountain.

The Changbai Mountains stretch endlessly.

To a certain extent, there are also mysterious things like dragon veins in it.

This is also the reason why both sides agreed to place the battlefield in the Changbai Mountains.

Of course.

On the other hand, the Changbai Mountains are indeed the base camp of these immortals outside the Great Wall, and some older generation monsters live there.

As the birthplace of the last era.

This place has extraordinary significance. To some extent, it is even more exaggerated than the paradise of a certain Taoist faction.

……

The next morning.

After returning to the mountain village, Song Feng and his friends went straight to sleep on the kang in the house.

He was snoring loudly when he was sleeping.

However, just as they fell asleep, the whole village was in an uproar.

When dozens of families heard this, these distinguished guests, together with Uncle Zhang and his men, overturned the Waseda Shrine at night after dinner.

Everyone almost set off firecrackers.

Even more, we just slaughtered a pig yesterday and got two more pigs today.

Not only that.

One of the aunties raised a few lion-head geese at home, and these had now been put into the pot.

There are countless wild game delicacies.

So much so that, in this kind of weather, they don't even need to cook in the house using the kang.

There are only so many people in the village.

We found a square and saw more than a dozen large pots, cooking pig-killing dishes, goose stewed in an iron pot, pheasant stew, and bear paw stew.

It would not be easy to get wild game in other places, but in these mountains, there is plenty of wild game.

"Hiss...what a delicious smell~"

Towards evening, after a few people woke up, they were all attracted by the overwhelming fragrance in the village.

These big geese, each one has been raised for more than three to five years, and they taste so delicious when stewed.

Even the chicken stewed in the pot is from old chickens that are ten years old or older, and their tendons and bones are so solid that they are almost turning into bones.

This thing is useless for eating meat.

It's a bit chewy when you bite it, but if you stew it in soup, it's really delicious.

Wild boars and bear paws in the mountains.

Generally speaking, even if ordinary people get this kind of game, they don’t know what to do with it.

But these people in the village are all experts, and the spatulas in the hands of those aunties are almost smoking.

Every bite of the pot is filled with fresh fragrance.

The delicious dishes cooked or stewed in each big pot are all different.

It is truly a feast of delicacies from the mountains!

"Oh my god! Uncle Zhang, are you guys kidding me? A bear paw as big as my head."

"Aren't you all worshipping immortals? How come you were able to get such a big bear paw?"

"Hiss... It smells so good, the taste makes me hungry..." When he said the last part, Qiu Sheng was looking at a bear paw that was almost as big as a head, being stewed in the pot until it was soft. His stomach started to growl.

Although he is currently tempering his character.

But the essence contained in this bear paw is so rich.

It made him unable to hold back his appetite.

Watching Qiu Sheng turning over the iron pots one by one, Hu Zongtang sat beside him and added firewood to the bottom of the pot with a smile.

Uncle Zhang was also smoking a pipe with a smile on his face at this moment:
"You are all honored guests. Yesterday, we took down the Waseda Grand Shrine. This is good news for all of our disciples."

"The feast of mountain delicacies is all treasures bestowed by the immortals. Even for us disciples of the immortals, it takes more than ten years to cook a pot."

When he said this, even Uncle Zhang couldn't help but sniff hard:
"Sniff sniff... a familiar smell..."

In his entire life, he had never eaten a feast of delicacies of this level.

"Also. What the little Taoist friend said about us worshipping the immortals is indeed true, but there are many evil spirits in this mountain forest."

"The immortals we worship are all accomplished in their practice. They are old immortals with great accomplishments. They all follow the right path and receive incense."

"But it's different from those evil immortals who kill each other and try to devour the flesh and blood of the elves to increase their cultivation."

Just as he finished introducing the origins of the big bear paw to Qiu Sheng, Uncle Zhang began to speak leisurely:
"Live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water. There are so many good things in this big forest..."

Seeing Uncle Zhang leisurely smoking his pipe, Qiu Sheng was extremely excited:

"Bear paw! Wild boar's head! Goose! Rooster! Roe deer... Each one of them has its own skills, and each one is full of vitality."

"Uncle Zhang, aren't you living too extravagantly? Your village is richer than our entire sect!"

This banquet of monsters stunned Qiu Sheng at once.

Where had he ever seen such a scene?

There are bear paws that are almost as big as a human head, wild boars with iron teeth and fangs, and even silly roe deer.

The rooster and the goose are just extras.

Which soup made by monsters is not full of freshness and fragrance?
Just a sniff.

It makes people drool.

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was drooling, Uncle Zhang said with a smile:
"If you like it, please eat more. Since we have already brought it out, there is no reason to be reluctant to let the guests eat it!"

Seeing Uncle Zhang looking so happy, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly:
"Uncle Zhang, your banquet is indeed wonderful, but in my current condition, I really can't eat these delicious things."

"My current cultivation level is already unstable. If I take in more medicinal essence within a short period of time, I'm afraid that the floating essence will exceed the twelfth floor."

"It's a good thing that my cultivation has improved, but I'm really afraid that I'll be beaten to death by my master when I return to the inner city..."

Originally, he used evil magic to swallow essence and blood, and transformed the essence into his own magic power.

The original ink painting skills required more than ten years to master the twelve-story building, but they had already completed half of it.

With such skills and such levels of Taoism, one can even sit in a place and open a Taoist temple inside the pass.

It's a pity that his practice is too complicated.

Although, there is still magic power transformed from the five essences, which is constantly being purified within his own magic power.

But there are too many bloody evil spirits inside.

For the time being, he probably could only watch.

It's not just him.

Shi Shaojian also looked eager to try, looking at the big pots one after another, but he didn't dare to take a move.

They ate too much for two people.

If they were to have another banquet of this level at this time, I'm afraid even if they had cultivated their magic power through the Five Qi Upgrading, they wouldn't be able to withstand it.

When doing things outside of the ordinary, it was within the acceptable range of the instructors, but if the foundation was damaged, he could not imagine what kind of punishment he would receive when he returned.

No blessing to enjoy...

Looking at the two little Taoist friends in front of him with bitter smiles on their faces, Uncle Zhang looked at Hu Zongtang beside him with a half-smile:

"Xiao Hu, these two little Taoist friends have put in a lot of effort. You can't be reluctant to give up your family's treasure, right?"

Hearing Uncle Zhang say this, Hu Zongtang's mouth twitched slightly:
"Uncle Zhang, the landlord has no more food left. If we hadn't really won the approval of Lord Tiger this time, I really wouldn't be willing to give it out..."

When he said this, Hu Zongtang carefully took out a box made of wooden boards:
"...My two friends, look at what this is?"

Seeing Hu Zongtang being so mysterious, Qiu Sheng didn't hesitate to take the letter and opened it quickly:

"Hiss... Such a strong evil spirit!!"

Just as he opened the box, he saw a dark shadow gathering and seemed to be about to knock them down:
"……roar!!"

However, Qiu Sheng and the other two were both highly skilled in Taoism after all, and they dispersed the evil spirit with a light pounce.

This is not too embarrassing.

Looking closely, I saw that there were only two beads in the small box, which looked like they were made of bones and were not very round.

"……What is this?"

Holding the evil-filled bead in his hand, Qiu Sheng really didn't know what this bead could do for a moment.

Seeing Qiu Sheng and his two fellow Taoist friends each holding a bead, Hu Zongtang smiled slightly, and then spoke confidently:
"This is the Tiger Evil Pearl, a treasure that has been passed down through my Hu family. Each Tiger Evil Pearl is a treasure that was formed when a successful mountain king exhaled evil spirit before his death."

"Even though my Hu family has worshipped the mountain lion for generations, there is only this one left in the family."

"If it weren't for the fact that the Mountain King had given us another Tiger Evil Pearl because of the good work we had done, I, Old Hu, would not have been willing to take them out..."

When he said this, Hu Zongtang smiled slightly, and then gestured to Qiu Sheng and the others:
"You two young friends can use your own magic power to refine this bead, and then you will naturally have unexpected gains."

Seeing how mysterious Hu Zongtang was, Qiu Sheng and Shi Shaojian were a little curious about what Hu Zongtang was up to.

For a moment, the two of them could not help but pour the magic power that was slightly mixed with impurities into the Tiger Evil Pearl, using the magic power to flush and refine it bit by bit.

"Hmm? This feeling... my magic power has been purified?"

Holding the bead in his hand, which was only as big as his little finger, Qiu Sheng felt a little confused.

As he used his magic power to cleanse the bead, the blood, evil spirit, and even some residual soul that were originally in his body were actually filtered out.

"My magic power has also become purer..."

Shi Shaojian, who also felt the change in his own magic power, subconsciously looked at Qiu Sheng.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of both of them.

I didn’t expect there would be an unexpected gain!

Some of the other aunts and uncles who were busy making fire or chatting and playing nearby also laughed kindly at the two little Taoist friends' behavior:

"Hahahaha, as long as you two are satisfied, I'm glad. You have helped us so much, this is the only way we can express our gratitude..."

"..."

"This Tiger Evil Pearl is the result of the hard work of the mountain king before he passed away. It can be said to be the true source of evil spirits and blood energy. You two friends can use it without worry..."

Although everyone was talking in a disorganized manner, Qiu Sheng and Shi Shaojian understood the function of the Tiger Killing Pearl.

Tigers are ferocious beasts.

He swallowed evil spirits and enslaved ghosts. The treasures he left behind before his death can naturally also absorb evil spirits and residual souls.

This is really the right gift!

(End of this chapter)