The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 223 is confidence
The rumbling thunder sounded in the sky.

The breeze and drizzle drifted lightly between heaven and earth, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a gloomy color.

Just at this time.

All that was seen was the old shopkeeper in Tang suit, standing respectfully in front of the door of Shi Jian's Taoist temple.

There was no one else around except two strong men holding umbrellas for him.

However, even in this situation, the old shopkeeper still stood respectfully without overstepping the mark.

He did not show the slightest disrespect just because there were no outsiders here.

It's like waiting for something.

"So this is where Master settled in Hong Kong Island. He is indeed a great figure of the older generation."

Although the action did not change, the old shopkeeper was filled with emotion in his heart, as if he had learned something new.

Not to mention other situations.

Just taking Hong Kong Island as an example, after the construction by those foreigners and the efforts from all parties, it is actually quite good now.

In addition, under certain circumstances, this place can also be considered a concession, so the only official people in charge are foreigners.

Although the people from the Qing Gang had some skills when they came and also brought some silver and money.

However, their contact point is at most in a relatively remote place in Hong Kong Island. After all, they have no power or influence, and the only thing they can do is fight and risk their lives, which is not an advantage.

But this position is not ordinary.

Such a specially run and large enough dojo may not be the only one in Hong Kong Island, but it is extremely rare.

Without great ability and authority, those foreigners may not be willing to grant such a piece of land.

He just said it.

This master advisor came, ostensibly to ask them for information, but in fact, wasn't he just helping this group of people in various situations?
It's just that I was afraid that they wouldn't accept the benefits if I gave them directly, so I just made up a random excuse.

After all, just the things given by the master are enough to mobilize all the vibrant communities in Hong Kong.

If it weren't for the consideration of the inheritance of the incense, how could it be their turn?

Just as his mind was changing.

Inside this dojo that looked extremely domineering, there appeared a young man wearing a flowing robe and holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Take a closer look.

All I saw was this young man with a bright yellow cloth bag slung across his waist. The bag looked bulging and even had a Yin-Yang Bagua pattern painted on it.

It has a feeling of being a prestigious and upright family.

As he walked, the young man held his head and chest high, giving people a feeling of extreme confidence.

There was a hint of arrogance between his brows.

Although it may sound hurtful, these words are based on the old shopkeeper's observations and experience gained from years of wandering the world.

He found that the young man really looked at them as if they were garbage.

Seeing the three people standing at the door, Shi Shaojian took two steps forward, then came to the old shopkeeper and asked proudly:
"Are you the gang member who brought the specific information that Grandpa Gan mentioned?"

Looking at the proud young man in front of him, the old shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Faintly, the small paper object he hid in front of his chest seemed to be trembling slightly.

It's as if he's afraid of something.

"This... this young man, could it be that he is also a master in the spiritual world?"

Although he received guidance from his master, he was able to subdue many of the paper figures and paper horses in his shop.

However, these spiritual creatures were extremely frightened when facing their master, and he had never seen anyone so cowardly.

Thinking of this, the old shopkeeper couldn't help but become more respectful:
“This is the heritage of the older generation…”

A dead tiger cannot be defeated, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that the master is still alive.

"Yes, I am the owner of the incense shop on the next street. It was these little apprentices of mine who brought me the news."

When he said this, the old shopkeeper clasped his fists slightly, as if there was some special method behind it.

However, when Shi Shaojian saw the movements of the old shopkeeper's hands, he did not show any other reaction.

He just glanced at the old shopkeeper in front of him with an extremely arrogant look in his eyes, which he didn't show:
"So you are really a gang member. I don't know how lucky you are to have a connection with Grandpa Gan."

When he said this, Shi Shaojian paused, and then continued:
"Okay, since Grandpa Gan asked me to come out and bring you in, then I'll just take you along to see it all."

"Now that you are considered a person from the spiritual world, it is impossible for you to dig for food on this land without even knowing who the owner is, right?"

Not to mention those half-baked people who are not advanced enough and practice unorthodox methods.

In this area of ​​Hong Kong Island, who among those who have achieved success in cultivation does not know that this is the territory of the King of Thunder and Lightning?

If you have achieved something in your cultivation, what's the point of not coming here to pay your respects? Are you trying to rebel against Tiangang?

Follow Shi Shaojian all the way inside.

As he walked, the old shopkeeper was thinking about what Shi Shaojian had just said:
"Learn more? Could it be that Master wants to give me some pointers?"

"Besides, what does it mean to dig for food on this land without even knowing the landlord? What does this landlord mean?"

Just as his thoughts were wavering, Shi Shaojian glanced at him, then swaggered into the dojo with an umbrella.

Although this person was named by Grandpa Gan.

But he could also tell from Grandpa Gan's attitude that Grandpa Gan must have good intentions and wanted to give some guidance to the younger generation.

This is just his luck.

Otherwise, how could someone who had gone astray from the right path be qualified to enter this temple?

Do you really think that the King of Thunder and Lightning is someone that anyone can see if they want to?

This old man looks old.

However, his vital energy was extremely dissipated, and it was only now that it began to slowly converge.

In this situation, it is estimated that Shi Shaojian can suppress this person with the help of many talismans.

This is totally the standard configuration of a casual cultivator.

At most, he just gave him some respect for the sake of his uncle.

As for making him admire you from the bottom of his heart, he needs to show his true abilities.

It's not that easy.

Following Shi Shaojian all the way into the living room of the Taoist temple, Song Feng and Shi Jian were already standing there.

However, it is different from before.

At this moment, there is a large altar in the hall, which seems to be a sacrifice to the heaven.

"Boom!"

Thunder suddenly exploded in the originally gloomy sky, and even a ray of light flashed in the dark clouds above their sky.

It looked as if the light was specially illuminated for their altar.

See this altar.

The old shopkeeper's first reaction was to cover his chest and subconsciously took a few steps back:
"How is this going……"

Just look at the fact that he felt an unbearable pain in his heart at this moment, even his hands and feet were cold, and the scraps of paper hidden in his sleeves began to tremble.

Faintly, there was a fear that reached its extreme, to the point where even the spiritual light was about to be shattered.

For a moment, he felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his entire back suddenly felt chilly:
"This is... this is a true great practitioner... he is using the altar to cast a spell!!" Seeing how incompetent the old shopkeeper standing next to him was, Shi Shaojian naturally reached out and pulled him up.

While the magic power was flowing, he casually took out a talisman and slapped it on his shoulder:
"Don't get excited. This is just my master using the altar to cast a spell and draw a little power from the heaven and earth."

"Since you have the good fortune to meet my grandfather, it means that you are also lucky. You may be able to make a name for yourself in the future."

When he said this, Shi Shaojian showed a hint of admiration at the right time.

After all, the Lord of Beiyin Mountain is a legend in the entire spiritual world. Who wouldn’t be impressed by those who have heard of his name and his story?
This is a true legend of crawling out of the mire. A similar status is equivalent to starting with a bowl and becoming an emperor directly.

When he said this, Shi Shaojian patted the old shopkeeper on the shoulder with emotion, and then said quietly:
"Since you have received guidance and a direction in your practice, from now on you are considered a member of our Hong Kong Island Spirit World."

"Go to the dojo more often in the future. We, the people on our side, should get closer to each other."

"If there is anything you can't solve, just report my name, Shi Shaojian. If that doesn't work, just say you are the Thunder King's man."

"In this small piece of Hong Kong Island, anyone with a bit of ability will surely give my master some respect!"

Looking at Shi Shaojian in front of him who was so confident, and feeling the terrifying might of heaven that seemed to be able to chop him into pieces.

At one moment, the old shopkeeper realized:

"So this landlord is referring to their status in the spiritual world. It turns out this is a real tiger sitting on the ground!"

After figuring out the reason, the old shopkeeper couldn't help but take a breath subconsciously.

The whole person looked at Song Feng in the distance with a look of great admiration:

"It seems that I have underestimated Master's background!"

Just at this time.

I only saw Shi Jian suddenly grabbing towards the sky:
"Crack!"

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared.

Then, one could see that in the sky, it was as if many chains of lightning were striking down.

The entire dojo was surrounded by thunder in all directions.

Even the old shopkeeper could feel the warmth from the lightning that struck him in an instant.

The many paper figures that were almost completely refined no longer had the slightest resistance.

This is total surrender!

However, the old shopkeeper no longer cared about the so-called paper man at this moment, and just looked at the time in front of him with horror:

"...Holding the thunderbolt in my hand! I am not dreaming, is this really something a human can do?"

"Driving Thunder and Lightning, this is Driving Thunder and Lightning!!"

Even at the end of his speech, the old shopkeeper didn't realize that his voice had changed.

Pull down this thunder from the sky.

Then, Shi Jian let the thunder rage around him, and then walked out of the dojo step by step:

"Some things should be resolved. It's a good opportunity to let fellow spiritualists in Hong Kong Island see who is the real owner of this place!"

When he finished speaking, he saw a bolt of lightning suddenly explode at the entrance of the dojo, turning into countless sparks, like a fire tree and silver flowers:
"Rumble..."

Looking at Shi Jian who was walking out in front of him against the backdrop of many thunders, he looked like a god.

The old shopkeeper was stunned and looked at Song Feng next to him:
"Is this...is this still a human being?"

However, before he could get comfort from his master, he saw a cold wind suddenly blowing from behind Song Feng.

Immediately afterwards, countless negative energy was seen flying out from the shadow under him, constantly enveloping Song Feng.

There seems to be a faint sense of flying sand and rocks.

“Puff, swoosh!”

The cold wind continued to rage, making the already gloomy sky even darker.

"woo woo woo woo……"

A burst of ghostly howling was heard, and then Song Feng was seen following the figure in front against the backdrop of dark clouds.

It seemed like the great demon or demon king in myths and legends, who could cause flying sand and rocks, stir up black wind, and carry away mortals when he walked.

"This...this...this...I'm not dreaming, am I?"

He slapped himself hard, and then the old shopkeeper came to his senses:
“So this is the real great practice!”

When he said the last words, a very fanatical light burst out from the old shopkeeper's eyes.

It turns out that spiritual practice can achieve this.

Seeing the old shopkeeper's fanatical look, Shi Shaojian shook his head, glanced at the old man, and followed him with an umbrella:
"Hurry up and follow me, or you won't be able to watch this wonderful show!"

the other side.

Still in that Western villa.

However, the Sunset Villa looked very lively at this moment, and it seemed that there were even foreigners guarding outside.

Several representatives of the Dharma lineages who could be named in the spiritual world of Hong Kong Island were now sitting on their chairs.

However, at this moment, their faces all looked very ugly, and their faces were ashen, as if they were enduring something.

"Well, have you thought it through? Do you want to cooperate with us to eliminate Shi Jian, or die here together?"

When he said this, the evil master Jiuhe was holding something in his hand that looked like a skull made of obsidian.

woo woo woo woo……

With a gentle tap on the skull, the entire villa was shrouded in purple-black light.

Faintly, within the range covered by these lights, there seemed to be one strange and evil spell after another slowly moving.

Looking at this scene, feeling the terrifying power contained in these strange runes.

For a moment, the representatives of many Dharma lineages could not help but remain silent for a moment.

Then, a person who looked like a temple priest and was wearing a long robe and sitting among the crowd suddenly stood up:

"Although with the help of the ghosts, you can indeed wipe us out, but are you sure you can defeat the King of Thunder?"

After hearing what the temple keeper said, and seeing his unhappy expression, Master Jiuhe laughed evilly:
“Hehehehe…it looks like you’re one of the stubborn ones among them. In that case, then you should go die first!”

After saying this, two rays of purple light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the obsidian skull.

"……ah!!"

Just as the two purple rays of light shone on the person, a strange flame began to burn on the old temple pillar.

The screams were endless.

Even the faint trace of soul seemed to be burned to ashes by the strange gray-black flames.

It looks weird and scary.

For a moment, the entire villa fell into complete silence.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Master Jiuhe, who was playing with the black skull, smiled and said:
"Since you all agree, then it will be easy. And since I have this idea, I naturally have the ability to suppress it!"

However, just as he finished speaking, he saw the tightly closed door of the villa was suddenly opened.

Faintly, there seemed to be a cold and domineering voice coming from outside the villa, as if it came with the thunder:

"...Oh? Who gave you the confidence?"

(End of this chapter)