The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 151 Finding the roots
As he spat out the Taiyin Moonlight.

All I saw was a misty speck of moonlight floating in the direction of Uncle Jiu.

When Uncle Jiu saw the moonlight, he grabbed it with a serious expression, and then made a Dharma seal with his hands:

"All ghosts in the netherworld, listen to my orders. Mountain spirits and ghosts are forbidden to move. Taiyin Yuehua is here, and I hope that all mountain spirits and ghosts, and fellow Taoist spirits and gods can lend me a helping hand!"

As he finished speaking, he was seen gently rubbing the invisible and colorless gaseous moonlight in his hand.

Faintly, the moonlight in the dark seemed to be rubbed into countless parts and dispersed into the underworld with the help of magic.

"Om..."

The sounds in the dark became louder and louder.

Even vaguely, the Yin-Yang world, which had been very peaceful until now, seemed to be boiling.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

"twitter……"

"..."

In the sky and on the ground, in all directions, in the mountains and in the water, the plants, insects and fish seemed to have spiritualities rising up and seemed to be speaking.

The buzzing sound entered his mind, causing Uncle Jiu, who was standing on one leg, to sway:
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Faintly, the eighteen layers of tables, chairs and benches seemed like they were about to fall down.

The eighteen layers of benches are several feet high.

If you fall from such a high height, you won't die, but you will have to recover from broken bones for several months.

However, just when Uncle Jiu was about to collapse, the strange aura that had been lingering around him suddenly turned slightly.

brush!
Then, the endless sounds slowly died down, and finally fell into the ears of the listener one by one.

By this time.

Uncle Jiu, who had borrowed the power of Di Ting, now climbed down from the eighteen-layer platform of tables, chairs and benches.

Then, as if his fingers were out of control, he grabbed the black ink beside him and began to draw ghostly symbols on the yellow banner in the middle that was about ten feet long:
“Chichigugu…”

Faintly, Uncle Jiu was chanting some strange spells and making some very weird sounds.

It looks like he is crazy.

Looking at Uncle Nine, who seemed to be having a seizure and was drawing something beside him, Song Feng took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:
"It's good to be a disciple of a big sect. With the help of the immortal master, there is always someone to protect you no matter what kind of magical power you use."

"What a pity. In the end, I still couldn't comprehend too many things through the induction given by the Three Mao Patriarchs..."

Just as he finished speaking.

I just saw that Uncle Jiu, who had been acting crazy just now, suddenly seemed to come to his senses at some point.

Then, he quickly dropped the brush in his hand and shook his head:
"Thank you, Patriarch, for your mercy!"

As he respectfully saw off the master, the strange aura that had been faintly lingering around him instantly dissipated.

No matter how hard Song Feng tried, he could not find any trace of it.

It can truly be said that it is drifting like the wind, refining the spirit and returning to emptiness, and the spirit entering the void!
Looking at the sweaty Uncle Jiu, Song Feng slowly walked in front of him, and then looked at the yellow cloth banner in front of him:

"…But what did you find out?"

After hearing what Seventh Uncle said, Ninth Uncle, who was sweating profusely, nodded seriously and looked at the yellow cloth banner.

Take a closer look.

All I saw was that the words written on the yellow sail were densely packed with scribbles. The entire yellow flag was filled with them, and it looked very strange.

"I borrowed the power of the Three Mao Patriarch to shine for nine days, and then I waded through mountains of swords and seas of fire and entered the underworld to borrow the magical power of the Di Ting divine beast."

"With the Taiyin energy donated by you, the many ghosts and gods in the underworld have revealed all the details of the evil spirit."

When he said this, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reveal a trace of reluctance on his face:
"The first one is that her mother is Huang Cuilian and her father is Wang Yougang. Her mother died of complications during childbirth, and she was drowned as soon as she was born because she was a girl..."

"The second one is Wang Xiaoya, and her father is Zhu Jiu. She was pregnant for ten months, but her father died and her mother was injured when she was about to give birth. In the cold winter, she gave birth to a stillborn baby..."

"My mother... my father... died in my third life..."

"My fourth mother...father...died..."

"..."

While looking at the words on the yellow banner, Uncle Jiu translated what he had written, with a serious expression on his face:

"The demon child of seven generations was not allowed to reincarnate, failed to reincarnate into an adult, and stayed in the human world. He died as soon as he was born, and never saw the beauty of the world."

"This kind of demon child already possesses extraordinary powers, and it is not something that can be easily dealt with by ordinary means..."

With the help of the magical power of the Three Mao Patriarch, he searched high and low for the whereabouts of this demon boy.

He has a thorough understanding of every life.

But it was also because of this that he realized how difficult this demon boy was to deal with.

People often talk about eternal damnation.

But three is the majority, and three lifetimes of sinking is enough to be considered difficult to extricate oneself from.

Not to mention that the demon fetus in Michelle's belly at this moment is a demon child who has been damned for seven lifetimes.

It has extraordinary powers while in the stomach.

If he could really be reincarnated into the world, he would probably be another great devil or monster.

"If it is an ordinary evil, with the ancestor's divine power, we can easily find a way to capture it."

"But the problem is that this kind of demon child who has never been born and has only reincarnated in the past lives is really hard to guess."

When it came to the end, even Uncle Jiu was a little troubled.

If there are other ghosts, monsters or evil spirits in Michelin's stomach, as long as he leaves traces in the world, he will be able to find the corresponding things to subdue them through clues.

This is all the theory of generation, restraint and transformation.

But the problem is that although this demon child has gone through seven reincarnations, he has never been born into the world. He has been in reincarnation all the time and has left no trace in the world.

Naturally, he has nothing to fear in this world of the living, and the techniques of life, restraint and transformation are naturally of no use at this moment.

Moreover, although this demon child has been reincarnated seven times, he is not without a way to suppress it.

But the problem is that this devil child who has been reincarnated for seven lifetimes has now entered Michelin's belly and taken over her.

And if one wants to subdue the demon child without harming the mother, the difficulty can be said to be geometrically difficult.

Looking at Uncle Nine in front of him, Song Feng shook his head, then spoke softly:
"I have done what I should do. Now it depends on how you, Jiu, solve the problem..."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then as if he remembered something, he spoke:
"By the way, these tables, chairs, benches, etc. were only borrowed for the spell, but the other fruits and vegetables were actually used as offerings."

"I used magic to move these from far away. I have already paid for them with the money in your room..."

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine, who was just thinking about how to deal with this demon boy, couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly:
"I see……"

Sister Lian, I have paid a lot for you. As he finished speaking.

Only in the shadow behind Song Feng were little paper figures jumping out one after another.

Then, the many paper figures began to pack up the many yellow flags, tables, chairs and benches with ease, and then walked towards the darkness in the distance.

In just a blink of an eye.

The hill that just now looked like a altar with flags waving was now empty.

Only Song Feng and his uncle Jiu were left standing under the locust tree.

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Seventh. I have already made up my mind. Let me handle the rest."

Although he used the Tongtian Altar to reach the dark and the underworld, he did not kill the demon child directly.

However, he knew all the trivial matters of every reincarnation directly, and he also found some targeted methods from them.

You know, the moonlight is very precious.

Although the moonlight seems invisible, when it falls into the underworld it attracts countless ghosts, gods and monsters to fight for it.

Plus his method of giving.

Basically all the ghosts, gods and spirits from every age jumped out.

There were even many spirits who had actually lived with the demon boy's parents in this life, so he naturally got a lot of information.

Although the supernatural powers are not obvious in the world of the living.

But as long as you get a lot of news and accurate information, then everything will be traceable.

Hearing Uncle Jiu say this, Song Feng nodded, and then spoke softly:
"Since you have already made up your mind, I will not say anything more."

"You should go back quickly. If you go back too late, you will be easily discovered by the guards in the Marshal's Mansion..."

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, the ninth uncle nodded, then climbed over the wall in the dark and returned to the Marshal's Mansion.

Looking at Uncle Nine walking away.

Song Feng, who had been standing under the old locust tree, looked much more profound:
"Going through the dark and the underworld, reaching the sky and the underworld, as expected, my guess was correct. This path of training the spirit and returning to the void is indeed not an ordinary one..."

“Although the Three Mao Patriarchs are still sending down spiritual responses, I believe they are no longer in this world.”

"Practice the spirit to return to the void, the spirit returns to the void, how can this spirit be refined into the void? Does it mean that it must die…"

When he said the last sentence, Song Feng couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, looking like he was thinking about something.

Most of the night had passed.

When the many paper figures that had long since left returned to his shadow, he moved his body as if he had come to his senses:

"The path of cultivation is a long and arduous journey..."

Thinking of this, he leaned on the rattan stick in his hand and slowly walked towards the direction of the Marshal's Mansion.

Keep going.

When he was almost in front of the Marshal's Mansion, he saw a very thin human skin suddenly floating over from the distance.

"Crash..."

Seeing this piece of human skin, Song Feng grabbed it lightly and then stuck it on his own skin. It looked as if it had been integrated into his body.

A human skin was recovered.

Immediately afterwards, Song Feng seemed to have recovered some of his strength, and then he walked into the Marshal's Mansion with a hunched body.

Early the next morning.

Uncle Jiu washed up and without letting anyone notice anything unusual, he sat at the table to eat with Ren Dalong.

This time it's not just him.

Even Michelin, who had rarely shown up, was sitting at the table and eating breakfast together.

This table is very big.

Ren Dalong carefully picked up food for Michelin, Master Peacock sat aside, while Uncle Jiu and Song Feng sat opposite him.

There is a wide variety of dishes on the table.

Marshal Ren, who originally looked extremely arrogant, was now treating Michelin in front of him with caution.

He doesn't look like a general at all. He is clearly a husband who is extremely careful with his wife.

Looking at Michelin and Ren Dalong, the couple singing the same tune, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but fall silent:
"I'm back late after all..."

At this moment, Uncle Jiu also saw the maid standing behind Yi Qilian.

Just by looking at him, Uncle Jiu seemed to have discovered something:
“…It’s definitely related to you!”

Although he came back late because of learning skills in the mountains, and Lianmei had already married another man, he still wanted to keep Lianmei safe.

Since this problem is related to the maid, his next response will naturally be related to her, and he also knows the background of the demon boy, so he has to act carefully.

Just at this time.

Michelin, who had just finished a bowl of porridge, looked at Uncle Nine opposite him, and then said softly:
"Brother, don't listen to Dalong's nonsense. He is just trying to scare you. Just stay here without worry."

"He won't do anything to you as long as I'm here. This can be considered as a reunion between us brothers and sisters."

After hearing what Michelin said, Uncle Jiu nodded, and then he heard Uncle Jiu reply softly:

"Junior sister, don't worry about your pregnancy. I'm here, and I will definitely ensure that both mother and child are safe."

Seeing his wife happily chatting with Douchiying across the table, Ren Dalong felt a little jealous:

"Humph! I'll naturally find someone to protect my wife, so why would I need you to ensure the safety of mother and child?"

However, just when he wanted to say something, he saw Michelin suddenly holding his stomach:

"Ugh..."

Seeing that she had a stomachache again, Ren Dalong quickly helped her up, and then asked the maid next to her to help her go into the house:
"Hurry, Madam's stomach is hurting again, think of a way to relieve it!"

Seeing Michelin's stomach aching again, the maid nodded, then carefully helped Michelin walk into the house:

"Don't worry, Marshal. I'm here for you."

Looking at the maid who was helping Michelle walk towards the house, a gleam of light flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

However, because no one was paying attention to Uncle Jiu, no one noticed his abnormal behavior.

Just the next day.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were originally ordered to go to Teng Teng Town to grind zombie powder, are now back after working day and night:

"...Master, Zombie Fang is coming!"

(End of this chapter)