The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 297 It's getting more and more lively

The four of them headed north together, so naturally they were moving very quickly.

They are all young and middle-aged.

All three of them are at their peak, and Song Feng's legs and feet are barely okay.

It wasn't too troublesome.

Go directly north in the north-south order.

At that time, much of the area outside the Great Wall had not been developed, and some parts were even particularly barren.

Even foreign troops would never set foot in these places at will. After all, who knows if such places are dangerous?
Don’t say that the Fuso army is well-equipped and well-trained, but when faced with such a life-threatening situation, everyone has only one life.

not to mention.

To be honest.

Those immortals outside the Great Wall who are thinking about Buddhism, as well as some stragglers and reserve troops who are fighting against Fuso, are also hiding in those places.

To be honest, Song Feng had dealt with these people before. After all, the equipment he gave them were not to be underestimated.

Hundreds of rifles and machine guns.

If all these things were added together, in the current environment outside the Great Wall, they could be organized into a regiment of resistance forces.

This is already quite impressive.

After all, at this time, these Fuso troops had more advanced weapons and equipment.

Most of the rebels, as well as some chivalrous men with a sense of patriotism, were holding red tasseled spears.

Otherwise, how could the situation be so tragic?
All we can say is that the imperial court of the previous era was too incompetent and its foundation was completely destroyed.

If it weren't for the saying "It's better to be friends with foreign powers than with domestic slaves", some people might not have resisted so fiercely.

You treat me like a slave and a dog, so why should I give you face?
Just do it!
At the end of the imperial court, participating in the rebellion was actually a shortcut for some unorthodox practitioners.

If you’re going to do it, do it big.

If he was lucky enough not to be killed, the resources he obtained from the rebellion would be enough for his descendants to practice.

Maybe it can even create a powerful family.

After all, any fight would have to take place near the county town, and the resources of a county government were really scary.

If you fail, you fail.

Those who practice unorthodox methods will not live for many years, so it is good to die in a blaze of glory.

in this regard.

History still has records.

No matter how many things you have done in your life, as long as you die heroically, then although the things you did in your life cannot be wiped out, they can reverse the previous evaluation.

The most famous among them is Chongzhen.

Although this emperor made bad moves when he was emperor, the reason was that the entire court was rotten.

In that kind of blind and deaf environment, even if one had great talent and strategy, it would be difficult to accomplish anything big in that era.

He finally died in Coal Hill.

Directly completed the final achievement of starting with a bowl and the last rope.

But the historical evaluation of him is also quite good.

That's pretty good.

After all, according to normal logic, a last king like this should at least be given a bad posthumous title to embarrass himself.

Even though they lost some face, even their personal eunuch was recorded in history books. Isn't this a success?
Kuchi Kuchi walked step by step in the snow.

At this moment, Bei Minghu looked like a brown bear, wading back and forth in the snow to carve out a path.

Not to mention the big leather jacket on his body.

Several people covered themselves tightly.

In such cold conditions, few people could recognize them.

While breathing out cold air, Bei Minghu spoke with full energy:
"Master, it's almost dark, how about we pass a message to the brothers inside?"

After hearing what Bei Minghu said, Song Feng glanced at the two little guys who were freezing like dogs, and then shook his head:

"Let's find a warm place to rest first. As for passing on the message, there's no need for that. It's more reliable to fight alone."

"Besides, at this point, there's no need for us to specifically pass on the message. Maybe this place has already become a chaotic place."

"What's more, as the situation becomes more severe and the struggle becomes more brutal, there may be big problems in Changbai Mountain..."

Although practitioners can become immune to cold and heat after cultivating magical powers, this ability does have certain limitations.

If you don't have enough skills, you won't be able to last long.

Although Qiu Sheng and the other two can be considered geniuses of the younger generation, they died too short and lacked foundation.

Walk two laps in the heavy snow.

Although he was wrapped up quite thickly, his face was really cold.

And they are different from ordinary people.

The long journey really exhausted the two of them.

"Hey, I forgot about the situation of these two friends. Okay, let's find a place to rest first."

"I guess everyone who should be here should have arrived by now. If things really get lively, we have to warm up in advance."

When he said the last words, Bei Ming Hu pinched his fingers, making a crunching sound.

Lying on ice and snow all the way.

As they walked and watched the sky getting dark, Bei Minghu suddenly spoke:
"...Old man, we found the inn!"

Looking into the forest in the distance, I saw a three-story building suddenly appearing in the tall forest.

The three-story building is very dazzling.

There is no need to look closely, just a glance will tell you how abrupt this thing appears here.

The styles are totally different.

After all, how can the appearance of the lively restaurants of the south in the rugged and cold weather outside the Great Wall fit in with the style of painting?
Saw this exquisite inn.

Song Feng smiled slightly, and then, leaning on the cane in his hand, he followed Bei Minghu's footsteps:

"I didn't expect these people to come so early..."

As the four people continued to move forward, they soon arrived under the small building with a awning.

Look inside.

All I saw was that inside the small building, which originally had an extremely strange style of painting, there were tables and tables of people wearing big fur coats sitting there.

Some figures are very quiet.

Everyone at the table was very calm and basically didn't talk. They either drank a few sips of wine to warm themselves up, or ate a few bites of food.

It's very quiet after all.

But some people were shouting and playing finger-guessing games while drinking, as if they were making a fuss about something big.

There are people smoking at the staircase.

Some people seem to be really not afraid of the cold and wear long gowns.

That's really conspicuous enough.

Seeing Song Feng and the other three approaching, the waiter was very tactful and led them to the depths of the first floor:
"Gentlemen, please take a seat. I'll give you two ounces of wine to warm you up."

After saying that, the waiter walked to the counter, found a wine jar without a name on it, and then placed a special wooden spoon inside.

Every time I scoop out a small spoonful, it is a full bowl.

Rich experience, no leaks.

It doesn't have the northern style of drinking from big bowls, but instead it feels like a strange fusion of the north and the south.

After all, using bowls is a characteristic of the North.

However, the waiter's style and attitude are more like those in the south, and they look more refined.

It's truly magical.

Watching the waiter pouring wine, Bei Minghu took a deep breath:

"Hiss... the best Shaodaozi. I don't know who is the boss behind this inn. He is so willing to give us benefits."

After years of wandering around the world, he has already developed the habit of keeping an eye on all directions and listening carefully.

It was also because of this that he only needed to enter the inn and take a look around to recognize that these people were indeed from all over the north and south.

Just like the one wearing the long gown.

He looks tall and straight, but in fact there is no real person inside, it is just a talking human skin. He is from a famous family.

The Painted Skin Nie family can be considered a relatively well-known family among the righteous sects.

Although his family is not very powerful.

After all, when it comes to playing with human skin, except for those real big guys from the side doors, how many of them can stand up to the standard?
But they took a shortcut.

Although it is called painted skin, the skin used is not human skin, but carefully processed pig skin, donkey skin and sheep skin.

They painted on many processed furs, just like painting skin, and draped something on their bodies.

It will definitely be difficult to adapt to at first.

When it is draped over the body, it mostly appears as a faceless person.

So their painting skills are very useful.

He puts it on for a day, then takes it off to rest for a night. As time goes by, his demeanor is slowly imprinted on the fur.

Over the years.

The painted skin that was created began to gradually blend with the magical power of the painted skin family, and became more and more like the real person.

Basically, those who have reached this level are already middle-aged.

By this time.

If you still want your descendants to be wealthy and prosperous, you can continue to practice painting your skin and slowly stick that membrane on your body.

At that time, people and the membrane will advance and retreat together.

These can be considered as some means.

It feels like a life-saving doll.

After all, if someone attacks, they must first remove the skin before they can truly hurt their real body.

As for the Painted Skin Nie family, most people have actually enjoyed all they should have by the time they reach middle age.

A large family has many rules and many benefits.

When I was a minor, there was a maid in my room to warm the bed.

When a man reaches adulthood and before getting married, his family will arrange for him to have several maids, and they will be extremely beautiful.

Let them enjoy the fun they deserve.

The family then discussed the marriage.

After they are crowned, they can hold a wedding, and people don't pick on those who are of equal social status.

As long as the background is clean.

Basically, they can all be regarded as the mistress of the house.

If you don't have enough talent, then you can get training. After all, you have a big family and you can't afford to support several women.

Then, they had children and enjoyed life.

Of course, the painted skin does not need to be torn off during this process.

The most important thing is this process.

From childhood to the time of crowning, the painted skin has actually been very stable, and ordinary people cannot see it. What exactly has changed from before?

Wait until you are nearly thirty years old.

When they have several children, and even when the principal wife and the concubine have children, their practice can be further improved.

At this time, they will follow the practice of corpse-reincarnation immortals, combine themselves with human skin and put them into the coffin.

The body will be kept for seven days using special methods.

After seven days, when the coffin was opened, what came out was a complete human skin that had completely absorbed the body's energy and spirit.

This is an alternative way of practice.

He can be considered a ghost cultivator to some extent.

But they can still walk in the world of the living.

By this time.

Those members of the Nie family who have achieved success in their cultivation will go out and travel the world to make a name for themselves or to guard their family's assets.

A human skin knows all kinds of magic.

But I felt so clear-headed and energetic, as if I basically felt no weight at all.

If not for the situation where he was killed.

Most people can survive some accidents.

Like a crack in a door or something.

People can just drill through it lightly.

He can climb mountains and cross rivers with the wind. A light piece of human skin has no weight at all.

even.

Even when walking in a military restricted area, people are not afraid.

Because of their weight, landmines will not explode when they step on them, and they can be repaired and still be used if pierced by gunfire.

He is not considered a truly powerful figure in the cultivation world.

It is classified as a side door family.

But he really thrives among the mundane world.

At least with the advent of the times.

The Nie family is also becoming more and more prominent in the spiritual world. After all, compared to other practitioners, they do have an advantage.

Times have changed.

However, their ability to avoid material damage to a certain extent is also very abnormal.

Of course, this also has disadvantages.

The disadvantages are also quite obvious. At least if Bei Ming Hu really fights and moves his own qi and blood, he can really burn that person to death.

"This restaurant is really as lively as you said..."

This restaurant can be said to be half of the martial arts world, and from it one can see the changes and transformations in the martial arts world.

Let’s not talk about the Painted Skin Nie family.

And the few people who were quietly eating at the table next door were not easy to deal with either.

If he wasn't mistaken.

These should be the inherited methods of practicing the Dao of Keeping Silent and Cultivating the Spirit.

As the saying goes: When the mouth is open, the spirit is scattered; when the tongue moves, troubles arise.

This method of practice is similar to silent meditation.

However, they do not focus on Buddhist principles, but instead focus on cultivating the spirit.

Especially the palace lantern hanging on the table.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the treasure of the Taoism of Keeping Mouth and Cultivating the Spirit, the Green Lantern of a Hundred Ghosts.

This lamp is extraordinary.

It cannot be used unless one has achieved success in cultivating the spirit.

But it has great power when used.

It can be regarded as a very famous side door.

And so on.

The truly great people hide in corners.

On the contrary, those guys who were making a lot of noise, drinking and playing finger-guessing games in this restaurant and looked very impressive, actually had no real skills.

Calling them cannon fodder is a bit disrespectful to them.

But they really can't do anything else.

It can be regarded as a group of underworld atmosphere.

At this moment, a man in a coat suddenly walked over from outside the snow, staggering as if he was about to fall.
"...Waiter, bring me a pot of good wine!"

As soon as he sat down, the noise in the restaurant suddenly disappeared and everyone turned their eyes over.

There was a moment of silence.

(End of this chapter)