The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 181 Continue heading north
Seeing that his seventh uncle had returned to his room, Qiu Sheng looked at the wheelchair in front of him in surprise:
"It's all right, why does Seventh Uncle just say he doesn't want to sit there? I'm planning to renovate and upgrade Seventh Uncle."

At the end of his speech, he patted the wheelchair in frustration. After all, he had just prepared the plan and it had not been implemented yet, so Seventh Uncle did not plan to sit on it.

Then wouldn't his preparations be in vain?

Seeing that Qiu Sheng was still concerned about the wheelchair at this time, Uncle Jiu slapped him on the head:

"Are you still concerned about the wheelchair at this moment? What you should think about next is how to survive the fight."

"Look at the attitude of Uncle Seventh, do you think it will be safe for us to go north next time?"

When he said this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown slightly, and his eyes seemed to be more solemn:

"This is the hidden silk embroidery craftsmanship of Tiangong Pavilion. Only the embroiderer who is truly called the Weaver Girl can embroider such a wonderful garment."

"No wonder I always felt that there was something wrong with the robes on Uncle Seventh's body. It turns out there are so many mysteries hidden in them."

Tiangong Pavilion is a relatively famous force in the spiritual world today, but it is also a rather peculiar force.

They do not judge by the strength of their martial arts. The masters of Tiangong Pavilion are basically extremely capable experts in all walks of life in the spiritual world.

Just like this silk fabric.

The skill of being able to hide so many clothes and disguise these robes as ordinary robes is not something that an ordinary embroiderer can do.

This also involves strange magic and spells.

What's more, the craftsmanship of the hidden embroidery, which glows brightly under the moonlight but remains mysterious, is even more ingenious.

This kind of skill of hiding a flowing robe, a high-quality garment, into an ordinary black robe may only be achieved by the legendary Weaver Girl.

There are only a handful of people in the current cultivation world who can afford such a long robe.

Although the Weaver Girl is rare, a complete piece of clothing like this, a robe with personal characteristics is even rarer.

To put it bluntly.

To embroider clothes with such a strong style, even a weaver girl would have to devote a lot of effort and she could only embroider a few pieces in her lifetime.

In today's spiritual world, only the inheritance of the leaders of each sect can be asked to be embroidered by the Weaver Girl.

This thing is the best of the best.

It's not something that can be achieved by having some money; it also requires enough influence and ability.

In other words, whoever can wear the robe of the Weaver Girl will have an important position in the spiritual world.

This is the most important thing!

"But after counting the past few decades, it seems that no one has ever heard of anyone who has won the favor of the Weaver Girl and given her such a piece of clothing."

When he thought about the ending, even Uncle Jiu, who was knowledgeable and had a good memory, couldn't help but feel a little puzzled at this moment.

This is too strange.

Looking at Uncle Jiu who was thinking there, Mama chuckled and then said slowly:
"My junior brother, sometimes living a long time is much more powerful than any Taoist practice or magic power."

"It seems that some secrets of the spirit world will never be known to those who are younger than the age. You can just guess slowly!"

At the end of the conversation, Mamadi walked happily into the inn while picking her nose.

It seems that he is in a much better mood.

Seeing Mamadi's performance, Uncle Jiu's face darkened for a moment:
"Your age is the only thing you can talk about."

Following this episode, the crowd who originally had some playful ideas began to take a rest.

After getting the wheelchair, Qiu Sheng thought about it for a long time and felt that the wheelchair could not be changed back to the original shape.

How do you say that?

Sending goose feathers from thousands of miles away is a light gift but heavy with affection.

The existence of this wheelchair is a token of my love. Even if my seventh uncle doesn't want to sit in it anymore, he still has to upgrade it.

It was for this reason that he bought some materials in Renjia Village and upgraded the wheelchair.

Although it still cannot climb mountains and cross rivers, its stability and comfort have been greatly improved.

In his words, the wheelchair will be kept here for now, and when the master can no longer walk, he can sit in it.

This is called sustainable use!
Although when he modified the wheelchair and threatened to give it to Uncle Jiu, he was severely beaten up by Uncle Jiu.

But Qiu Sheng still firmly believed that Uncle Jiu would need it sooner or later.

It was also because of this that, in order to prevent Uncle Jiu from destroying his hard work, he actually asked someone to transport the wheelchair back to Renjia Town for the first time.

Finally, after eating and resting for a few days, the group was about to embark on the real journey north.

However, when they walked out of the inn, they found Aqiang, Ahao and others came out on bicycles.

"Ah Hao, A Qiang, you two brats, what do you want to do? We have to leave."

Seeing Ah Hao and the others riding bicycles with backpacks on their backs, Mom had a bad feeling.

After hearing their mother's question, Ahao and Aqiang sat with Ren Zhuzhu and said happily:

"Master, we will not practice with you anymore. We want to go abroad with Zhuzhu to dig for gold..."

After saying that, Ahao, Aqiang and the others rode their bicycles away with Ren Zhuzhu, looking as if they were really determined.

Seeing this scene, the carefree and lifeless mother, who seemed to be living a life of idleness and waiting to die, now had a more lonely look on her face:
"Just leave as soon as you say so. The young people nowadays are really not as sincere as we were back then..."

Seeing Mama so lonely, Uncle Jiu did not comfort her. Instead, he exposed his scar and said:
"Ah Hao and the others have now turned over a new leaf, and that is when they have truly walked on the right path. If they had followed you, they would have been miserable forever."

"After all, a master like you is not very capable, not even has enough magic power, and even doesn't have the elixir to break through the barrier."

"Do you really want them to follow you around and do odd jobs to support you as their master?"

After hearing Uncle Jiu's comment that the face was too big, he mocked her, and her mother's face immediately turned green:

"you you you you……"

Seeing that Mama couldn't say anything, Uncle Jiu said:
"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Without the elixir to break through the barrier, you cannot draw out the essence. Even if you learn some minor tricks and techniques, what can you achieve?
Moreover, their thoughts may lead them astray and lead them astray, eventually becoming unorthodox.

If this is the case, it would be better to let them leave the spiritual world and seek wealth and fame in the human world.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng, who was following behind them, suddenly spoke:
"Seventh Uncle is out!"

Following his loud shout, Song Feng, who had been practicing in the inn for the past few days, came out leaning on a cane.

Looking at him, I saw that although his robe did not have the dark patterns that were faintly revealed under the moonlight, his fluttering black clothes still gave him a solemn demeanor.

More importantly, his eyes were dark and deep at this moment, and anyone who looked at them would be secretly surprised.

Even if someone said that this old man came from the countryside, others would not dare to believe it.

Only by having great power, great wealth, and the power over life and death can one develop such a deep and terrifying temperament.

Just by virtue of the way he was dressed, no matter where he went, people would come to talk to him and invite him into their homes to treat him as a guest of honor.

Although he had seen his seventh uncle's extraordinary demeanor change over the past few days, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be secretly surprised at this moment:

"What kind of person was Seventh Uncle in the past? His demeanor is too shocking."

Walked out of the inn.

Song Feng, who had already completely restrained his own aura into his body, now leaned on his cane and looked at the three people in front of him:
"Ma Ma Di, you are going north too?"

Hearing the old man in front of her asking this question, Mama was shocked, and then she quickly said:
"Senior, since you are going north, I must go with you to join in the fun."

"After all, I was of low status back then, and I have never seen your heroic demeanor."

"Now that you have returned to the martial arts world, I, as a young man, must follow you to see the world. It can also be regarded as representing the Maoshan Gang to help out."

Seeing that the carefree Mamadi was so humble at this moment, and even her whole demeanor became a lot more normal, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Don't think that Mamadi is a gangster, but he is always very sensible and knows who to offend and who not to offend.

If Mamadi was really just a good-for-nothing who got into trouble everywhere, he wouldn't have been able to clean up the mess for his senior brother all the time.

After hearing what his mother said, Song Feng nodded:

"If you want to go with us, then let's go together. It's just a trip anyway..."

When he said this, Song Feng waved his sleeves and slowly walked out of Renjia Village.

Hearing what Uncle Seven said, Mom was overjoyed and followed him happily:

"Senior, please wait for me. From now on, I will serve you at all times and will never be a burden to you."

Seeing this mother who kept flattering him, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch his mouth:
"How many years has it been since I saw Mama praising someone like this?"

Even in Maoshan, in the Maoshan headquarters, the only one who could be praised so highly by Mama was the head teacher.

Otherwise, with Mama's such humble abilities, she would have been kicked out of Maoshan long ago. How could she be able to thrive so comfortably?

Seeing his uncle taking his seat, Qiu Sheng's face changed, and he followed him:

"Seventh Uncle, please wait for me. I am your eldest grandson. You cannot trust outsiders."

Qiu Sheng was anxious when he saw that his eldest grandson's position was about to be replaced by his mother, a flatterer.

At this point, he was a little angry that he had not studied hard enough.

It’s true that when the book is used, it will be less regretful.

If I had learned a few more words when I was studying, I would be able to flatter people more beautifully now.

I still suffered from lack of knowledge.

Seeing that two of the three people had turned into flatterers, following around the Seventh Uncle and doing his bidding.

For a moment, Uncle Jiu followed helplessly:

"Why didn't I realize that Qiu Sheng is such a flatterer? If he were in the Song Dynasty, he would definitely be a treacherous prime minister."

Having said that, Uncle Jiu quickly followed.

After all, among the three people in front, there are two or three who are not capable.

But the problem is that one of them is his own senior brother, and the other is his own apprentice.

Can't give up any of them.

night.

Mamadi went north by water and chartered a small boat. She turned herself into the boatman and showed off her skills at this moment.

Although the two small oars in the hands did not leave any afterimages, they made the boat float very steadily.

Just at this time.

Uncle Nine, who had been sitting on the side of the boat, turned his gaze to Uncle Seven, who was sitting cross-legged at the other end of the boat.

"I didn't expect that within such a short period of time, Uncle Seven's cultivation has recovered to such a high level."

"It looks like Uncle Seven is really going to do something serious this time. I just don't know where this huge amount of negative energy comes from."

When he said this, Uncle Nine was also surprised. He really didn't expect that Uncle Seven's Taoism skills would recover so quickly.

Although they were both at the realm of Qi Chong Tian Ling, Uncle Jiu vaguely felt that he lacked some charm compared to Uncle Qi.

It’s self-evident what this means.

But what surprised him even more was that since Seventh Uncle no longer hid himself, every night an extremely strong yin energy would appear on his body.

This yin energy is extremely terrifying.

Although they have been hidden on Seventh Uncle's body, one can still tell how terrifying their number is by just a glimpse of them.

If he didn't know for sure that his seventh uncle was a living person, he would have thought that this was the King of Hell from the underworld who had come to the world.

Just at this time.

Qiu Sheng, who was sitting on the other side of Uncle Jiu and holding onto a rag doll to learn English, now looked at the shivering rag doll:
"Hey, Blake, why are you so inconsistent lately? This is the third time you've been disconnected."

"I'm asking you if you can teach me English. Didn't I find a way to get you some Yin Qi to replenish your strength the day before yesterday?"

When he said this, Qiu Sheng slapped the rag doll in his hand twice in disappointment.

I don’t know what’s going on recently.

The Blake in his hand clearly had enough Yin energy in his body, so why did he become silent while talking to him?
To use Blake's fashionable term, it's disconnected.

But this shouldn't be the case.

Even my own master praised the quality of this thing. Could it be that this guy doesn't want to teach me English anymore?
Thinking of this, Qiu Sheng looked at the doll in his hand with a more dangerous look in his eyes, and his expression was similar to that of the angry Uncle Jiu:
"You'd better explain it clearly, otherwise I'll have to give you a good bath today."

(End of this chapter)