The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 204 What kind of immortals are coming?
As more and more outsiders come.

Uncle Jiu and his friends are no longer as free as before.

After all, at the beginning, it was okay for Seventh Uncle to receive one or two practitioners, but it would be too inappropriate to ask him to take action later.

Of course, what is said here as inappropriate does not mean that it is disrespectful to the guests for Seventh Uncle to take action.

The opposite of.

Having Seventh Uncle personally receive the guests was a bit unbearable for the guests' hearts.

Some guests even almost knelt down and kowtowed when they saw that it was Uncle Seventh Grandpa who came to greet them personally.

It has to be said that in this era, the dynasty has just collapsed, and some old-fashioned people are indeed guarding the old order.

Nowadays, most people have to bow or kowtow when greeting each other.

Not to mention encountering such unorthodox existences as those in the spiritual world who are omnipotent and can control their life and death.

Therefore, as the face of the store today, Uncle Jiu naturally has to go out to entertain guests.

His face was almost frozen from smiling during this period of time.

Of course, it is also because of this that, as a Taoist priest welcoming guests, Uncle Jiu has truly witnessed what true appeal is.

Seventh Uncle is worthy of being Seventh Uncle.

What is the value of the Lord of Beiyin Mountain?
Looking around, none of those who are truly qualified to come here and knock on the door are those evil sorcerers who have only cultivated the essence of the five internal organs.

Most of them have extremely high levels of Taoism.

There were actually quite a few of them, and even Uncle Jiu felt that they were dangerous just by sensing their aura.

Open the door to welcome guests.

When Qiu Sheng saw that no one was coming on the road in the distance, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"There are only a few of them in one day. Why don't they all come up together? How long do we have to wait here?"

When he said this, Qiu Sheng fiddled with the rag doll helplessly, and then opened his mouth and took a bite of the apple.

The whole person seemed bored.

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Uncle Jiu, who was standing at the intersection and looking into the distance, subconsciously turned pale:
"Stand properly when you are standing, sit properly when you are sitting, stand properly, sit properly, don't lean against the door frame and swing your legs there, this posture is too indecent!"

It’s a good thing Qiu Sheng is a boy, if he were a girl his reputation would probably be ruined.

After all, half leaning against the wall, only prostitutes in brothels who come out to solicit customers would do this kind of action.

I was scolded by Uncle Jiu.

Qiu Sheng, who was chewing an apple, stood up subconsciously at this moment, and then looked at Uncle Jiu with a bitter face:
"Master, there's no outsider here, so there's no need to be so strict, right?"

Looking at Qiu Sheng who was still chewing the apple, Uncle Jiu shook his head silently:

"We are here to represent our Seventh Uncle this time. More importantly, this is also an opportunity for you to gain experience."

"If I didn't know the value of my seventh uncle before, it would be fine. Now that I know, I have to work harder and more seriously."

"What's more, every being who can respond to the call of Uncle Seventh has an extraordinary status in the spiritual world."

"Whether they are unorthodox or orthodox cultivators, these people together can be counted as half of the unorthodox and unorthodox forces in the current spiritual world."

"Now that I have received the blessing of my seventh uncle, I am able to open the door and welcome guests here. It can be considered as a chance to meet these seniors."

When he said this, Uncle Jiu paused, then looked at Qiu Sheng beside him with some regret:
"Even my senior brother, your master, the Dharma King Bo Lei Dian, has never encountered such an opportunity."

"If you meet these people once and tell them your names, your safety in the martial arts world will be greatly increased from now on."

"After all, how could the masters of the older generation of the left-handed sect not accept disciples? How many connections are there among them?"

Although Uncle Jiu is upright and never holds back when it comes to slaying demons and eliminating evil, how could he not know how to deal with the ways of the world?
If he were an ordinary Taoist, it would be fine.

The problem is that he is the Lord of Beiyin Mountain!
To put it bluntly, among those who can be remembered by the Lord of Beiyin Mountain, a giant of the side sect, and summoned by spells, how many of them don’t have some skills?
They are lucky now.

More importantly, with Qiu Sheng's identity, even if this kid uses someone else's identity to gain a bigger reputation in the future, others will still give him more face.

What a great opportunity this is!

Even if you don't use the tiger's skin to let others give you some face, it will save your life in the future.

After communicating for a long time with many seniors in the unconventional ways of life and paying respects to each other, he was able to gain some understanding of the practice in the spiritual world.

This is all secret knowledge.

After all, true masters and true bosses will casually talk about the secrets of the underworld and magical secrets.

Even he has to be on guard.

None of those who can enter this mountain gate are easy to get along with.

If a real fight breaks out, even he will have to retreat away from some old guys.

At this moment, at the end of the road, a blind old man carrying a banner and holding copper coins suddenly walked over.

When the old man came over, he glanced at Uncle Jiu meaningfully, and then said softly:
"Fellow Daoist, follow the old blind man back. There should be no one behind us."

After finishing speaking, he carried his iron-clad banner and walked leisurely towards the dojo behind him.

Although he was wearing a pair of sunglasses.

But the way he walked didn't look like a blind man at all.

Even more normal than normal people!

After hearing what the old blind man said, Uncle Jiu subconsciously paused for a moment, then nodded to Qiu Sheng:

"Since Senior Guaxian has said so, Qiu Sheng, let's go back to the mountain as soon as possible."

Having said that, he turned around with Qiu Sheng and then walked towards the dojo on Feihe Mountain.

However, after hearing Uncle Jiu say this, Qiu Sheng did seem a little strange:
"Master, why do you call him Guaxian? Just because he said he was gone, did that mean he was gone? How did he know without Seventh Uncle saying anything?"

This old guy is so cool!
Why is he so awesome?
Seeing Qiu Sheng's slightly unconvinced look, Uncle Jiu slapped him on the head again, and then said:
"Don't underestimate this blind man. He was once a master of the Imperial Observatory. He is proficient in Ziwei Dou Shu and Qianjin Qiji."

"It was only after the imperial court collapsed that this person went into hiding and traveled around to tell fortunes. Since this person said so, we should just follow him."

After hearing Uncle Jiu say this, and hearing that the awesome old blind man had such an impressive background, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be a little surprised:
"...No wonder he's so powerful and arrogant, it turns out he must have been fed by the emperor before!"

They have been here guarding the door and welcoming guests for such a long time. For the sake of Seventh Uncle, they have to be polite to others when they come.

After all, he represents the face of his seventh uncle.

This old man is the first one who is so arrogant that he doesn't give face when he welcomes guests.

It seems that he is really capable!

Seeing Qiu Sheng's surprised expression, Uncle Jiu shook his head, and then seemed a little strange:
"Logically speaking, this person should have long since left the world behind. Why did he suddenly come here?"

"Even though my seventh uncle had a great reputation back then, this person doesn't seem to have any connection with him, right?" At this moment, he was suddenly shocked:
“Not good…Slay the dragon!!”

Thinking of this, he subconsciously took a few quick steps.

This fortune teller once worked in the imperial court. He was truly paid by the emperor and was in cahoots with the court.

But Seventh Uncle participated in slaying the dragon.

Now, this fortune teller is coming here so angrily, I’m afraid he has bad intentions!

However, just as Uncle Jiu hurried over, he saw the old blind fortune teller suddenly open the door:
"...Old man, you are not dead yet!"

At this moment, the door that was originally closed was suddenly pushed open, and the practitioners of various shapes and sizes in the courtyard all turned their eyes here.

Just when I saw him.

The expressions of some practitioners who recognized him could not help but change slightly:
"…Why is he here?"

Since ancient times, those who eat the emperor's food and those who wander the world are not in the same line.

Although this old man first ate the emperor's food and then went to the underworld, the two sides still don't get along well.

heard this.

Song Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the deepest part of the courtyard, slightly opened his eyes at this moment, and then looked at the old blind man in front of him:
"Old blind man, you are living a good life..."

Just when everyone was preparing to take action, thinking that a fierce fight would follow.

Song Feng suddenly chuckled, then stood up and invited the old blind man to come near him:

"This old blind man, fellow Taoists, I'm sure you have heard of his name to some extent, so I won't introduce him in detail here..."

After hearing what Song Feng said, the others nodded.

They all know very well who was the most powerful among the older generation in the underworld.

Even if you haven't seen it, you've heard of it.

This old blind man is still playing with the mysteries of cause and effect. If you can't kill this kind of old sinister person in one go, it's best not to make an enemy of him.

After all, if this old guy accidentally figures something out, it would be a disaster.

After taking a look at the many practitioners of various shapes sitting around, the old blind man seemed to sigh and said:
"I originally thought that after so many years, there would be very few of us old folks left."

"I didn't expect to see you all today. I am so happy. You are all familiar figures here."

"It seems that I really underestimated your appeal, old blind man..."

When he said this, the old blind man sat directly next to Song Feng.

Although he was only half a body behind, he was vaguely superior to all the practitioners present.

However, after seeing the old blind man's actions, none of the practitioners present had any objection.

It seemed as if he had tacitly accepted this matter.

Seeing the old blind man sitting down, Song Feng nodded, then glanced at the people present and said softly:
"It's been many years since we last met. You fellow Taoists are still as charming as ever, but I am a little less than satisfactory now."

"I invited so many Taoist friends here this time because I want to ask for your help and help me clean up the mess."

After hearing this, the monk with the cloth bag hanging around his waist looked at Song Feng in surprise:

"Senior, are you accepting a disciple? Who is so lucky to be your disciple? You didn't even accept me back then."

After hearing what the monk said, Song Feng shook his head helplessly, and then said slowly:
"After I slew the dragon, I took in a young apprentice. I never expected that I would end up raising an ungrateful person."

"My fellow Taoists must have heard of the so-called Yinshan lineage that is quite popular in the spiritual world nowadays."

"Unfortunately, my evil disciple is the current leader of the so-called Yinshan lineage..."

Hearing Song Feng say this, the monk subconsciously widened his eyes, and then exclaimed:

"So you are the unlucky one who was recently awarded a bonus and was stabbed in the back by your apprentice and chased for thousands of miles..."

However, before he could finish, he saw the handsome Taoist sitting next to him wave his sleeves and block his mouth:

"Shut up, you're not the only one with a mouth, why are you so talkative?"

Realizing that he seemed to have said too much, the monk felt a little embarrassed, and then he simply shut his mouth:
"I'm sorry, Senior, I spoke too much."

Seeing that the nine Taoist friends present understood what he meant, Song Feng sighed softly:

"Now, I am heading north to ask you fellow Taoists for a little help, so that I can eradicate this Yinshan lineage."

"Because they will stay on Yinshan Mountain all day and make me feel uncomfortable!"

Hearing what Song Feng said, the furnace master nodded, and then said very seriously:
"This is what a person who betrays his teacher and ancestors deserves!"

Just when everyone decided to follow the Lord of Beiyin Mountain and help wipe out the Yinshan lineage.

Song Feng suddenly coughed, then pointed at Qiu Sheng who was following behind him:
"Since you fellow Taoists have come, I will take this opportunity to introduce you all to my grandson."

"From now on, I hope that fellow Taoists can help my grandson a little when they see him..."

After hearing this, everyone present, young and old, nodded:
"Senior, you are too kind. This is what we should do."

"Don't worry, Master. We will take good care of your young generation."

"..."

When it comes to this, Song Feng starts with the furnace master:
"This Honglu Mage is from Honglu Baiyao Sect. He participated in the uprising back then and seemed to have been known as Danding Mage."

"If you have any trouble in the future, you can also seek help from this senior..."

After introducing Master Honglu, Song Feng continued to introduce him starting from the ascetic:
"This is Black Wind Monk. Don't think that this monk doesn't think before he speaks, but his methods are extraordinary..."

However, when Uncle Jiu heard the name of the Dan Ding Mage, his head just felt buzzing:

"...Master Dan Ding?"

Uncle Jiu, who knew the origin of this furnace mage, looked at this young mage and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air subconsciously:
“Hiss… No wonder I feel that the title of the furnace master is so unfamiliar. If it is the old demon of the alchemy cauldron, then I have something to say…”

It's not just the Master of the Burning Furnace. Every time Uncle Seventh really starts to introduce a wizard, Uncle Nine feels like his head is buzzing.

When Uncle Seven finished introducing the nine new practitioners of the older generation, Uncle Nine couldn't help but take a deep breath:
"Hiss...what kind of demonic gathering is this?"

The evil ways of both the old and new generations have now gathered together. If they could be caught in one fell swoop, the current cultivation world would immediately become more clear-headed.

My seventh uncle, the Lord of Beiyin Mountain.

You old man, are going to play the game of inviting all the immortals to pay homage to you!

Who is this Master Tongtian?

(End of this chapter)