Chapter 16 1 body righteousness
Chapter 16 Righteousness
Looking at the trembling Seventh Uncle, Wencai subconsciously refused:
"No, no, let the master do it. The master has been studying zombies for many years and is very experienced in dealing with zombie poison..."
It’s not that he doesn’t believe in his seventh uncle’s ability.
The main thing was that the distance was only three or two steps, but Uncle Seventh had to walk at a snail's pace with the help of a crutch.
With such a trembling appearance, he was afraid that a gust of wind would blow in and accidentally blow his seventh uncle away.
If Seventh Uncle was exhausted from all the effort he put into saving him, Qiu Sheng would skin him alive.
Forget it, I’ll just rely on the master.
Seeing that Wencai directly rejected the help from his seventh uncle, Uncle Nine couldn't help but reveal a hint of approval in his eyes:
"Yes, Uncle Seven, Wencai is right. I do have some experience in treating corpse poison."
"You haven't had a rest all night, so I'll spare you the trouble..."
The main reason was that he was a little worried about whether his seventh uncle's method of treating corpse poison was legitimate.
There are countless unorthodox ways in the world.
He was afraid that his seventh uncle would be careless and lead his child, who was not smart to begin with, astray.
The unorthodox techniques are the easiest to be effective.
If someone abducted a Maoshan child from under the altar of the ancestors, he would not be able to face the many ancestors in the underworld!
Looking at Uncle Jiu's expression, Song Feng saw what he was worried about at a glance, and then he sighed repeatedly:
"I've lived for so many years, and I've had countless opportunities to infect others with corpse poison, but the chances of removing corpse poison are very rare."
"I haven't even used my profound skills yet, why are you shirking my responsibility?"
When he said this, he still spoke with concern:
"If Uncle Jiu doesn't have time to remove the poison, you can notify me. I have nine methods that can completely remove the poison from his body... nine methods!"
After hearing what Seventh Uncle said, not only Ninth Uncle, but even Qiu Sheng and Wencai couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat.
Although Seventh Uncle was serious.
But why do they always feel that what Seventh Uncle said is a bit creepy?
Especially the look he gave Wencai, it didn't seem like he was treating a living person, but rather some rare material.
Scary, so scary!
After hearing this, Uncle Nine, who had not yet fully understood where Uncle Seven came from, patted Wencai on the shoulder with great relief:
"It's just corpse poison. After all, Wencai is a Maoshan disciple who has been practicing and building a foundation. He can still withstand it."
"Besides, our Maoshan has always emphasized knowing both ourselves and the enemy. Wencai must have a deeper understanding of zombies after this experience."
"This is also the way of learning he aspires to, don't you think? Wencai!"
Although he felt that his condition was not very good, it was not like what his master said that he was doing for learning or practice.
But when he saw the danger hidden in his master's eyes, he nodded sincerely:
"Yes, yes, that's cultivation!"
"I just want to learn from this. This is all thanks to Master's good teaching..." Seeing this big and small acting together, Song Feng, knowing that Uncle Jiu wanted to save face, did not expose them. He just kept smiling:
"Okay, okay, Maoshan is indeed a great sect, and the many disciples in the sect are indeed capable of doing things that others cannot do."
If practicing Maoshan magic required being bitten by zombies, Maoshan would have been deserted long ago.
"If Wencai likes to experience the feeling of being a zombie in person, I have a blood-stained golden armor zombie fist from the zombie sect, which is especially suitable for your current state."
"If you practice now, I'm afraid Qiu Sheng will be killed by you in less than three days. If you practice for a few more days, you can even compete with your master..."
"Of course, if you don't like zombie boxing, I also have a few spells here, such as the human skin brocade clothing creation spell, the blood sea search spell, the shadow corpse regeneration spell, the living zombie raising poison spell..."
One after another, spells suitable for Wencai's current state of practice popped out of Song Feng's mouth. Judging from the way he spoke like naming dishes, it would take Wencai a while to choose.
When Uncle Nine heard these many magic spells that sounded like the names of dishes, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes:
"Okay, Seventh Uncle, Wencai is still a little cautious and kind-hearted, so he is not suitable for this kind of magic. When he can ascend to the Five Spirits, I will naturally teach him the Maoshan Orthodox Method."
"Most of my Maoshan methods rely on the righteousness of heaven and earth for cultivation. Among them, the Lightning Thunder Fist that my senior brother practices is also a righteous method of thunder."
"And in the Shangqing Tongtian Pavilion of Mount Mao, there are countless secret techniques and secret methods, so I won't bother you, Seventh Uncle, to teach me in person..."
Hearing Seventh Uncle recite all the sinister zombie-related spells as if he were naming dishes just by hearing the word "zombie", Nineth Uncle couldn't help but clench his fists.
Although I was mentally prepared.
However, when he heard about the many strange spells that had long been famous in the spiritual world, some of which he had never heard of, he couldn't help but feel tired.
This kind of strange and unorthodox magic can cause great havoc if an ordinary person masters it.
I didn't expect that my seventh uncle could recite so many unorthodox techniques in one breath, just like naming the dishes.
If you just understand it, that's fine.
The only thing I’m afraid of is that these spells are just part of the unconventional Taoist techniques held by my Seventh Uncle.
If Seventh Uncle had not revealed his weakness in front of him, he would have been unable to punish him without teaching him a lesson. At this moment, he would probably have to resort to Thunderbolt like his eldest brother.
Seeing that Uncle Jiu did not attack violently and shout "Exorcist and Defender of the Way" to shatter the Heavenly Spirit, Song Feng, who knew Uncle Jiu's bottom line, smiled very kindly:
"Haha... I just saw that Wencai was a little afraid of zombies, so I wanted to play a joke on him."
"When I was wandering the world, I was upright and honest. How could I learn such evil methods?"
When he said this, Song Feng paused, then walked towards the inner room with his crutches:
"I'm so old... I'm useless. I've only been awake for a short while but I'm sleepy again... Sigh... I don't know how many more years my old bones can live~"
Seeing his seventh uncle, who seemed full of energy just now, now hunched over and tremblingly walking into the room with a cane, Uncle Nine felt tired.
For a moment, he couldn't tell which of his seventh uncle's words were true and which were false.
He turned around and looked at the two disciples surrounding him. The more he looked, the more upset he became!
"Qiu Sheng! Don't just sit here and do nothing. Hurry up and ride your bike to the next town to buy some glutinous rice!"
"Can't you see that Wencai is almost dying? Why don't you take action quickly!"
After saying this, he suddenly turned his gaze towards the direction where his seventh uncle left.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that his seventh uncle's state just now seemed a bit similar to Wencai's:
"strangeness……"
(End of this chapter)