The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 271 The visitor is a guest

After hearing Song Feng's arrangement, most people were a little confused, mainly because the young disciples from various sects had not yet made their mark.

People don't know their means.

However, those leaders who are truly capable and influential have a very thorough understanding of some news about the spiritual world.

Don't talk about others.

Shi Jian, the Lightning King of the younger generation, already had a great reputation in the spiritual world.

Nowadays, it is said that he has entered the realm of Dharma-existing Yuan Ling and is on par with these true leaders.

That one-browed Taoist Lin Jiu.

Equally remarkable.

It is said that this person is Gao Kong, a master of the Maoshan talisman lineage, and it is even said that he has entered the realm of Fayou Yuanling.

With these two people, Maoshan will have no problem prospering for another 60 years.

Judging from the fact that this old senior chose two opponents of the young generation for the two young Onmyojis.

This old senior doesn't want these people to survive.

But there's nothing wrong with doing this.

After all, these bastards have always done things in a very ruthless way, even to the point of making people grit their teeth.

Killing them is no problem.

However, just after Song Feng asked this, Master Ge coughed lightly, and then said softly:
"Mountain Master, the guests are guests. You must be fair and rigorous when choosing your opponents. They are here to exchange culture..."

After hearing what Master Ge said, a glimmer of light flashed in Song Feng's eyes.

Then, he glanced at the many young people present and sighed:

"Forget it, since we are guests, you young people should be careful when you attack us."

"But don't be too reckless. Don't be like that guy from the Divine Fist Sect, who accidentally ended someone's life. Didn't you hear what Sect Leader Ge said? Guests are welcome!"

After hearing what Song Feng said, the young men all nodded in agreement, eager to try.

This kind of competition and fighting is different from the competition within Taoism.

This is an action to enhance our country's prestige.

To be honest, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with being called a national hero if one wins the war.

How could this not excite them?
However, after hearing what Song Feng said, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Shi Jian and Lin Jiu:
“…There’s a problem!”×2
According to their understanding of this old monster, this old guy always leaves no room for maneuver when doing things.

Basically, I have made up my mind to kill him.

How come it is so simple nowadays?

Impossible, there must be a bigger conspiracy here.

And at this time.

Shi Shaojian, who was competing in the first match, was now standing on the stage with a smile on his face.

Since those selected are all outstanding figures of the younger generation, they have already achieved extraordinary skills at a young age.

Although they would not go so far as to say that they look down upon the other heroes in the world, each of them is very confident.

It seems that he has the ambition to rule the world.

He just pointed at the people among the Fuso Onmyoji and laughed:
"...You, it's you! Just beat him up casually and get out of here quickly. You can't kill him, so you can only hold back..."

Hearing Shi Shaojian's contemptuous words, the Yin-Yang master chosen by him was also very angry.

However, the results were as expected.

Shi Shaojian, who has already mastered magical powers, can be considered a genius among his peers.

And this same generation refers to the many disciples in all the famous sects of Xuanmen, and does not include the independent practitioners below.

After all, it is too difficult for a casual cultivator to practice.

As for the Onmyoji on the opposite side, although he used special methods and consumed his own energy, the two sides could still fight.

However, Shi Shaojian still had the magic weapon in his hand, and just this moment of negligence was enough to bewitch the Yin-Yang master.

"Forget it, since Grandpa Gan said that no one should be killed, I'll just be casual and beat him to a pulp."

As if he was feeling some emotion, Shi Shaojian then took out a blood-red wooden sword that was only one finger long from his sleeve.

"……go!"

As he used his magic power to activate the wooden sword.

All I saw was a faint light flashing on the blood-red wooden sword, and then it fell on the Onmyoji who was trapped in the maze.

"what!!"

A miserable scream was heard.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Shaojian was seen walking down from the fighting arena without even looking back.

Saw this scene.

Song Feng couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, and then announced:
"In this battle of wits, Shi Shaojian wins!"

Although Shi Shaojian was very confident when he went down, a smile appeared on his face when he heard his godfather's announcement.

Seeing Shi Shaojian win so easily, Tianshi Zhang smiled and said to Master Ge:
"Old man Ge, it seems that your Maoshan Sect has become more and more prosperous in recent years. You have mastered the five-energy magic at such a young age."

"And with such skillful Taoist methods, it can be said that he has experience in martial arts. The future is really bright!"

Hearing Zhang Tianshi's praise, Ge Zhenren smiled and waved his hands, looking very low-key:

"No, no, each of Daoist Fellow Zhang's disciples is extraordinary in their own way, and they are truly equally enviable!"

Master Ge was greeting Zhang Tianshi, and the people below were also celebrating Shi Shaojian's victory.

However, the many Yin Yang Masters looked at the Yin Yang Master who was lying unconscious on the ground with a look of grief and anger:

"Watanabe-kun's soul has been injured. If he can't get effective treatment, I'm afraid he will have to lie in bed forever!!"

Looking at Watanabe lying unconscious on the ground, the middle-aged Onmyoji who was sent to support the young generation had a gloomy expression on his face.

It was really a mistake to come to Kyushu this time.

He didn't expect that these masters of the Jiuzhou Spiritual World were so tough and rampant, and they were not afraid of the power of the empire at all.

If he waits until he returns, he will report to the military and let the imperial army teach them a severe lesson.

Not only this middle-aged Yin-Yang master who was the last performer, but also Hanakaiin Shouichi who was sitting on the stage and being held down by two masters, also had a gloomy expression at this moment:
“…Baka!!”

I just saw him with a gloomy look, cursing in the direction of Watanabe, and I didn't know whether he was scolding him for being incompetent or what else he was saying.

But it's no use now.

After all, he was on someone else's territory and he could barely protect himself, so how could he have time to care about other people?

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Even if all the young Onmyojis he brought with him died, as long as he went back, he would still be a master of Shintoism.

He is still Hanakaiin Morikazu!

Therefore, he must stay alive, even if it means having to endure the humiliation of watching the people he brought with him being beaten one by one.

"The second competition officially begins!"

Following Song Feng's call, Qiu Sheng walked onto the stage very naturally.

Originally, his methods were no less capable than Shi Shaojian's.

Now, after cultivating the magic power, he melted the ghost weapon together, and combined the yin and yang into one, and finally practiced the Yin and Yang Concentric Method to a small success.

Although he is not very arrogant now, he is still very confident.

To put it bluntly.

Having mastered the Ghost Weapon and practiced the Yin-Yang Tongxin Method to a minor level, he can handle almost any situation. Even in the Ghost Spirit Sect back then, few people had achieved his level of accomplishment.

Even if someone achieves success.

They are basically middle-aged old people with declining energy and blood.

Nothing to be afraid of. Nothing to be afraid of.

Qiu Sheng's method was also illusion, but compared to Shi Shaojian's, his method was more inclined to exorcise gods and ghosts.

Qiu Sheng’s is even more gorgeous.

In other words, the method of Yin-Yang Tongxin Method that he practiced was more inclined to make the false become true.

The body is strange and the changes are endless.

It's a bit like the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, and he looks like the Little Yang Jian on earth.

He even brought the big black one along.

Moreover, under the nourishment of a large amount of rat meat, the big black beast also gained spiritual energy and became his alternative guardian beast.

It can be very dangerous when it bites people.

After the previous people had set an example, Qiu Sheng naturally had a standard when he started.

It just breaks the limbs and destroys the qi sea.

At least I saved my life.

Then came the second game, the third game, and the fourth game.

Even later, when Shi Jian made his move, there was thunder and lightning everywhere.

The crackling sound is endless.

Even those who were the leaders of the big sects sitting on the high platform were all alarmed:

"What a great Lightning Fist!"

"What a great Thunder King!"

There are differences in strength among the magic spirits, but judging from Shi Jian's control over the Lightning Thunder Fist, he can now be considered top-notch.

There is no need to wash this matter.

It is mainly thunder and lightning, which is truly a remarkable means to drive away thunder and evil spirits, protect the Dharma and practice, and it is all-encompassing.

Although the major Taoist lineages have their own inheritance.

However, there are less than five people who have truly practiced thunder magic to this level and have mastered the magic to the point where they have the spiritual essence to attract heavenly thunder.

A disciple of the young generation who is only middle-aged has actually caught up with the old masters who are in their seventies and eighties and are about to die.

This Maoshan is really amazing.

Horror!
How terrifying!
Could it be that the luck has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and now that the Demon Court is gone, the luck is finally flourishing?
Shi Jian doesn't care what others say.

He just controlled the thunder in his hand and wiped out all the evil spirits on the Onmyoji opposite him.

If it weren't for the concern to save his life.

I'm afraid that the Onmyoji opposite will turn into charcoal when he reaches middle age.

A few games down.

Except for Hanakaiin Morikazu who was pressed on the chair, almost everyone else was disabled or useless.

It can be considered a heavy loss.

Seeing the imperial elites he had brought with him become like this, the gloomy look on Hanakaiin Morikazu's face never changed.

Before this, he just wanted to take part of the empire's power to test the waters, which would also be a good opportunity to gain some merit.

Even if he was lucky, he might be able to secretly destroy a few sects and enrich the Huakaiyuan family's collection.

Unexpectedly, the result was a Waterloo in life.

The old guys from the major sects who came to Mount Mao were all tough and didn't care about his threats at all.

Later, he even played a replica for him.

They used the same tricks they used outside the Great Wall on their own people.

Although this method is not as dirty as theirs.

But those who died were the backbone of the Empire's Onmyoji.

After the death of these people, just the teachers and commanders behind them were enough to make him feel a little difficult.

Now it is really a case of stealing a chicken but losing the rice instead of gaining one.

But as long as he lives there is hope.

Since these people did not force him to duel, it means that he still has certain value.

Maybe these people appear to have no scruples on the surface, but secretly they have to take the overall interests of the country into consideration.

He felt that his guess was correct.

Can survive!

You will definitely survive!!

Seeing that the Fuso team had almost suffered heavy casualties, Master Ge spoke up:
"Since this friend has finished communicating, why don't you take your disciples to rest and recuperate?"

"After our Luotian Grand Ceremony, there will be a small meeting within the Taoist sect. It is not suitable for outsiders to be here..."

After hearing what Master Ge said, Hanakaiin Shouichi, who was pressed in the middle, couldn't help but change his expression, and he was instantly ecstatic:
"...Okay, okay! I will take my people away right now and will definitely not disturb your sect's important affairs!!"

As he said this, the moment Master Zhang and the others let go of him, he led the remaining defeated troops and walked towards the foot of Mount Maoshan.

In order to transport all the wounded soldiers away at once, Hanakaiin Morikazu even cast a spell to summon several Shikigami.

Although it is indeed not easy to carry all these people down the mountain at once, even for him, it would take a certain amount of effort to drag them for a long distance.

But today is different.

As long as he could get down the mountain, he would be able to get assistance from the empire and take a car back to headquarters.

He will be safe then!

Looking at Huakaiyuan Shouyi who went away with ecstasy on his face, he left with the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Master Ge winked at Master Zhang and the old leader of the Longmen Sect.

Followed by.

The two masters nodded subconsciously.

But in the blink of an eye.

In the stands where there were originally quite a few people present, those few who seemed to be low-key and silent, but were actually the masters of the big bosses, left quietly.

Looking at those people who left quietly.

Song Feng couldn't help but smile again:
"This old man Ge is really full of bad intentions. That guy was really sold out, and he is still counting money for him..."

But now that his part was over, he naturally returned to his position at ease.

Suddenly, everyone looked like they were watching a show.

And just after the foreplay was over, Sect Leader Ge naturally did not want the subsequent activities of the Luotian Grand Ceremony to be disturbed.

Therefore, naturally, the competition among the younger generation was reopened.

Suddenly, the scene became lively again.

However, Song Feng, who was sitting on the chair, looked at the group of young people who were sparring, playing, and fighting in the field with a leisurely look:

"...What a lively scene! I wonder how many people will still be able to smile after three, five, seven, or eight years..."

(End of this chapter)