The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 273 The Journey of the Brothers
Looking at the two brats in front of him, Song Feng shook his head helplessly, and then walked forward:

"It seems that these two brats, Lin Jiu and Shi Jian, are treating me as free labor."

"Lin Jiu is a bit naughty sometimes. It's normal for him to have such thoughts, but when did your master get infected by him?"

Although it is dangerous to follow him outside the Great Wall now, as long as nothing happens to him, these two guys will be absolutely fine.

Plus, he has been in the underworld for so many years.

Even if they only learned a part of the various underworld experiences, it would be enough for Shi Shaojian and Qiu Sheng to make a name for themselves.

Isn’t this just following the big guy to gain experience?

No matter how much you gain, at least there won't be much danger to your life. This is definitely a way to improve your record.

Moreover, these two guys practiced Yin-Yang magic, and they were quite strong in their ability to protect their lives.

And they are all talented people who have mastered magical powers.

This is really interesting.

Although he knew that the Seventh Uncle was complaining about his own master, Qiu Sheng still smiled:
"That's what Master knows. I will have a brighter future if I follow you, my Seventh Uncle."

After hearing what Song Feng said, Shi Shaojian also laughed a few times, and then said:
"Master thinks that now that I have cultivated my magical power, it's time for me to go out and practice. Besides, some of the magic spells I have are not suitable for use in Kyushu."

"It just so happens that I can follow you, Grandpa Gan, to practice Taoism, so that I can become more proficient in my own Taoism skills."

After hearing the different answers from the two young men in front of him, Song Feng nodded helplessly:

"If that's the case, then follow me. However, going north is quite dangerous now, so you all should be careful."

"Don't mess around when you have nothing to do and cause trouble for me. Otherwise, be careful not to lose your life out there."

Of the two guys, Qiu Sheng had spent the longest time with him, so naturally he had become thick-skinned.

But Shi Shaojian almost did.

The main reason was that he couldn't be shameless in front of Qiu Sheng. After all, when they first met, he already had that idol baggage.

It can't be removed in a short time.

After hearing that Seventh Uncle allowed the two of them to follow, Qiu Sheng happily found a good position and stood carefully behind Song Feng.

Shi Shaojian stepped back because he moved a little slowly.

The best position has been lost.

Watching these two eldest grandsons fighting openly and secretly here, Song Feng also felt a little bit of interest.

When I was young, I killed people by ambush and backstab.

This life is like walking on thin ice.

I didn't expect that when I was old, I would meet these two funny people.

And he can be considered a genius.

This is a bit interesting.

The journey from Maoshan to the outside of the Great Wall is very long.

If you want to walk, that would be very difficult.

More importantly, these people are all masters of the spiritual world. They have light steps and can cross mountains and rivers easily, so they are more accustomed to hiding during the day and coming out at night.

After all, the spiritual energy is slightly milder at night.

The power displayed when fighting and casting spells at night is even more powerful.

into the night.

Qiu Sheng, who had already cut some branches from the surrounding trees, now easily lit the fire with the fire starter he brought with him:

"Seventh Uncle, what do you want to eat? I have learned a lot of cooking skills from the chef in town recently."

"I even brought a lot of seasonings for traveling, so I promise you will have good food and drink."

When I opened Qiu Sheng's backpack, I saw that there were no talismans or magical instruments in it, but instead a lot of bottles and jars.

Looking at the words written on it, most of them are about salt, sugar, secret seasonings and the like.

Don't even mention Song style.

Even Shi Shaojian, who had always looked down on him, couldn't help but widen his eyes at this moment:

"… Is this all you have in your backpack?"

His backpack was filled with some special spellcasting materials, which came in handy when practicing spells.

Even so, he still complains that his bag is too small.

After all, when practitioners set up the altar for a battle, the more materials they prepare, the greater the probability of victory.

Moreover, there will be inevitable killing on the way outside the pass.

There are some methods that are difficult for him to use in the spiritual world inside the pass. After all, he is also the direct descendant of a famous sect.

But it’s different outside the customs.

When dealing with foreign practitioners and people from the spiritual world of other countries, it is nothing more than good and evil.

In this respect he holds the upper hand.

No one can blame him.

This is also the reason why Lin Jiu and Shi Jian both released their disciples.

It would be wonderful to have a place where one can freely practice spiritual magic and clear one's identity.

As a practitioner.

Even if you don't know those unorthodox methods of cultivation, you still have to know something about them.

Otherwise, be careful that others will seek revenge on you and kill you, which would be terrible.

Why does Uncle Jiu have so many ways to deal with things? Why can he explain most of the unconventional methods he encounters in detail?

If what you want to say is based purely on knowledge, then just ask how many people believe it.

After all, who isn’t frivolous when they are young?

After hearing what Shi Shaojian said and seeing how surprised he was, Qiu Sheng acted very calmly:

"What else can I put in there? My seventh uncle is old and his teeth are not good. Besides, there are not many good things in the wild mountains and wilderness, so naturally I have to prepare more seasonings."

"Do you think everyone is like you, a teenager with vigorous blood, sleeping on a rock at night and still full of energy the next day?"

When he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes at him, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

I heard Qiu Sheng say this.

Looking at the seasonings in his backpack, Shi Shaojian suddenly understood where he had lost.

At this time, Song Feng casually picked up a stick and poked the bonfire, then said:
"Since you said so, Qiu Sheng, I will order the dishes. There is nothing good in the wilderness, so let's just order roast duck."

When he said this, Song Feng paused, then said with a smile:
"But there are certain skills in how to roast a duck. Now that you are so confident in saying this, you must make it taste better."

"If it gets burnt, don't blame me, an old man, for not giving you face..."

Hearing what Uncle Seven said, Qiu Sheng nodded confidently, and then said:
"Don't worry, Uncle Seventh, I'll pack some delicious food."

When he said this, Qiu Sheng spoke towards the depths of the forest in the distance:
"Dahei... go to the river and catch some wild ducks!"

After hearing Qiu Sheng's call, a dog barked suddenly from the depths of the forest:

"Wang!"

Then, the sound of running was heard deep in the woods.

Blah blah blah...

It sounds like it's going to be fast.

After hearing that Dahei had already gone to execute the order, Qiu Sheng directly dug some soil and got some water from the ground, and then started to work on the kiln:

"There are several ways to roast duck, the most famous of which is the blowing method. The duck is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside and is very delicious."

"But the conditions are not good now, so let's make a kiln roast duck, it will definitely be delicious!"

While mixing the mud, Qiu Sheng turned his head and looked at Shi Shaojian who was sitting upright next to him, and said:
"What are you still standing there for? Do you want to sit there and just prepare to eat? Why don't you go pick some wild vegetables, catch some game or something."

"You are only relying on the help of your seventh uncle. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be willing to give you a slap."

Hearing Qiu Sheng's domineering voice, Shi Shaojian couldn't help but feel angry.

He is the biological son of the King of Thunder and Lightning.

After all, he is an expert with blood on his hands. How can he allow Qiu Sheng to order him around at will?
However, when he saw the old man sitting next to him, watching Qiu Sheng with great interest, he couldn't help but feel discouraged:
"Do you think I want to eat what you cook? It might not even be cooked properly. I can do it myself!"

When he said this, Shi Shaojian turned around and walked into the depths of the forest.

Watching his figure turning into the woods.

Qiu Sheng, who was playing with mud there, looked at his seventh uncle with curiosity:

"Seventh Uncle, do you think he can get food? He won't go in looking glamorous and come out looking dirty and filthy, right?"

Seeing Qiu Sheng's smirk, Song Feng took the branch in his hand and gently tapped Qiu Sheng's head:

"You little brat, you know he has a bad temper, but you still keep provoking him. Be careful that he will stab you in the back when you meet the enemy in the future."

After teaching Qiu Sheng a lesson, Song Feng smiled and said:
"Also, although Shao Jian looks arrogant, he is also capable. Otherwise, how could he have followed his master around the country for so many years?"

"Although he lived a good life most of the time, as a Taoist disciple, his master also taught him some tricks for traveling around."

"He knows some things, but he just doesn't show them..."

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng was somewhat surprised:
"I didn't expect that this cocky-looking guy actually has some skills. I underestimated him before."

He used to think that this guy was so awesome and probably lived a life of luxury.

I didn't expect this guy to be the same as me.

We do have some common ground and can resonate a little bit.

At this moment, Dahei, who had run away, came running over quickly with three wild ducks in his mouth:
"I didn't expect that the duck is still so fat at this time. I never thought there would be so many delicacies in this remote place."

When he said this, Qiu Sheng took the three ducks directly, and then skillfully drained their blood, plucked their feathers, and removed their internal organs.

It looks like a master chef's skill.

Just as he prepared the three ducks, applied seasoning, and marinated them with scallions, ginger, and spring onions, Qiu Sheng grabbed a piece of rat meat from his bag:
"...Hey! Dahei, go play!"

At his call, the big black beast casually grabbed the rat meat and then ran away without any response.

Walk like the wind.

It really looks like a mountain dog being chased away.

Seeing Qiu Sheng casually grabbing a piece of rat meat to feed Dahei, Song Feng smiled and said:
"It seems that you have not only been practicing during this period, but your hands have also been moving non-stop..."

Hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng clapped his hands, opened the kiln and started roasting the duck. Then, he washed his hands and said:
"Seventh Uncle, you passed down such a good method of refining medicine, how could I let it go unused?"

"I almost caught all the rats in the entire Renjia Town within a radius of 100 miles, and even in the mountains."

"After all, my cultivation level was not improving at all at that time. I had to find some alternative way to improve my strength, right?"

It’s true that Seventh Uncle’s secret technique is truly extraordinary.

He was able to keep his muscles and bones so strong thanks to the efficacy of rat meat.

Although this thing is not easy to make.

However, compared to those great spiritual medicines that are truly the result of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it is still relatively simple.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

The effect of a single pill is not as good as that of a big medicine, but if you take more of it, it will naturally strengthen your bones and improve your qi and blood.

He's not bragging.

If a fight really breaks out, he may not be able to beat a master who specializes in martial arts.

However, compared to practitioners at the same level, his body is very durable and can withstand any fall.

You can use your magic power to fight zombies head-on.

"...Grandpa Gan, I'm back!"

Following a loud shout from afar, Shi Shaojian was seen walking back with a smile on his face.

Take a closer look.

All I saw was that he was holding a few living turtledoves in his left hand, and in his right hand he was carrying a rod that was about a meter long across the mountain.

The whole person's face was full of smiles:
"Grandpa Gan, today you can have a taste of my cooking skills. I will make you a famous dragon and phoenix fight!"

Seeing the poisonous snake in Shi Shaonian's hand, Qiu Sheng, who was adding fire to the kiln, couldn't help but be a little surprised:
"...Sure, we can even get this thing, but how can you make a dragon and phoenix fight without a pot?"

After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Shi Shaojian glanced at the big bag on Qiu Sheng's back and said:
"I remember you seemed to be carrying a small iron pot in your big bag."

Seeing Shi Shaojian looking at his backpack, Qiu Sheng's mouth twitched, and he seemed very helpless:
"I thought you had some good ideas, but it turns out that you saw this small iron pot specially made for me."

"Okay, okay, since you've seen it, I'll lend it to you. I also want to try it. Is this pot of dragon and phoenix delicious?"

When he said this, Qiu Sheng took out the small iron pot that was only the size of a palm, and even took out salt, sugar and other seasonings.

"Don't be complacent. I'm lending you these seasonings. Next time we come to town, you have to buy some and return them to me."

Looking at Qiu Sheng who decisively took out the seasoning for him, Shi Shaojian nodded, and then said seriously:
"Don't worry, when we get to the town, I will definitely prepare all the seasonings I can buy for you!"

(End of this chapter)