Chapter 87: Uncle Ninth’s helplessness

Jiang Feng closed his eyes and rested, and breathed melodiously according to the practice method on the Maoshan Taoist Sutra.

Over and over again, the six or seven warm currents in my body flowed all over my body.

The magic power circulates in the body along the Ren and Du meridians for one week, which is called running for one week.

That is, the warm current of magic power starts from the lower dantian, passes through the perineum, passes through the anus, passes through the Du meridian of the spine, connects the coccyx along the Du meridian of the spine, reaches the three gates of Jiaji and Yuzin, and goes to the Niwan on the top of the head, and then goes down from the cheeks of the ears and cheeks, and reaches the tip of the tongue (or to Yingxiang and walk on the Magpie Bridge). It connects with the Ren meridian and returns to the Dantian along the middle and lower chest and abdomen. When practicing the small Zhoutian, you cannot inhale vigorously, or arch your back and shoulders and lower your head to increase your back and neck with force, otherwise it will be easy to cause trouble...

As he continued to breathe and breathe these days, Jiang Feng discovered something that surprised him.

That was at this time, deep in his consciousness, the crystal blood bead shot out from the Maoshan ghost killing order and penetrated into his eyebrows actually emitted an extremely hazy red light.

Jiang Feng was stunned and surprised.

The moment he came into contact with Taoism, his original atheistic cognition was completely broken.

Many times, he doesn't even believe that he is in the movie world.

The contact between Taoism made him feel extremely magical and almost fantastic. The kind of powerful gods who are powerful in the world and destroying the world seemed to be facing all of this in the future.

His mood was a little unstable and he felt that everything was unreal.

Even now, after traveling through two movie worlds, Jiang Feng still feels like a dream. Is all this true?!

He has no way of understanding.

Deep in his mind, the chaotic red light became more and more intense, and the bright red light shot out, filling his mind completely.

Jiang Feng wanted to subconsciously explore the secrets in the red light, but when he used his consciousness to touch the mysterious red light in his mind, he had not had time to figure out what was going on.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound in my mind, as if my head was hit hard by an extremely huge Hong Zhong Dalu.

His head was in chaos and his head was tingling. He felt like he couldn't hold on. He groaned and fainted.

The moonlight is hazy, and it expresses endless sadness. Strands of bright moonlight as silver threads fall on the earth, covering the charity village.

When the golden crow rose eastward, Jiang Feng opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes were the worried eyes of Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Simu.

In addition to the two, there were two more in the room where they originally lived.

A young man with a national face, short hair, smart and smart eyes, and a mushroom head. Although he is not old, his face looks like an old man in his fifties and sixties, and he looks a bit vicissitudes.

He looks very honest and not very smart. I guess the reason why people are so old is because they have too many literary talents.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai stood behind Uncle Jiu, staring at Jiang Feng who was unconscious on the bed with curious eyes.

At the same time, I always underestimated that the young man in front of me turned out to be his uncle. This is too young. If they want to call Uncle Jiang Feng, it is a bit difficult to speak.

Seeing Jiang Feng open his eyes, he noticed first, and hurriedly shouted to Uncle Jiu who turned around to prepare the medicine soup: "Senior brother, he has finally woken up, come quickly!"

Uncle Jiu was taking Wencai and Qiu Sheng to prepare medicine. When he heard this, he hurriedly told Qiu Sheng and Wencai to look after the medicine furnace, and then hurried into the house.

"Junior brother, you have finally woken up. Are you worried about us so much..." Taoist Simu hurried forward to check if Jiang Feng's body was seriously injured.

Jiang Feng was puzzled when he remembered the scene of suddenly fainting last night, but he knew that he should be in a coma in the room, so he asked, "Senior Brother, how long have I been in a coma?!"

At this time, Uncle Jiu walked into the room, and his face, which had been worried and raised, finally let go. He whispered: "Junior brother, you have been in a coma for two days. You are a devil in your cultivation. You must proceed step by step and not pursue quick success. You, pay more attention..."

"I was careless and made the two senior brothers worry about me. I still have to thank my senior brother for your care here!" After saying that, Jiang Feng sat up from the bed and wanted to bow to Uncle Jiu and the others. Uncle Jiu came up to support him, and complained with some dissatisfaction: "Junior brother, what's the relationship between you and me? You don't have to be so polite."

"Yes, junior brother, you should rest with peace of mind and take care of yourself before you can take care of yourself!" Taoist Simu also came over and persuaded.

Jiang Feng nodded with some emotion and lay down. Although it was a movie world, it was so real.

Uncle Feng and Uncle Jiu in the exorcist police overlapped, making him miss A Lian and Uncle Feng in that world.

Jiang Feng was not shy. Sometimes, there was no need to say much, everyone understood it in their hearts.

"Wencai, Qiu Sheng, has the medicine been cured? Come in and take it for your uncle to take it!"

"Oh, here we come!" An impatient voice came from outside the house. Uncle Jiu frowned. Wencai, who was wearing a mushroom head, walked into the door with a bowl of medicine.

A pair of stingy eyes glanced at Jiang Feng on the bed in the room.

Wencai felt a little unhappy. Jiang Feng became his uncle at such a young age. This made him feel a little bit like that.

Qiu Sheng took advantage of himself and became a senior brother. Now he has a younger one. It’s still his uncle. This is simply too...

Qiu Sheng hugged his hands and followed Wencai with a proud attitude.

Uncle Jiu saw the two of them with very unhappy attitude, and he immediately turned aside and scolded: "How can you do it? Come here to see your uncle quickly!"

At some point, Uncle Jiu had an extra feather duster in his hand, and the pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes were very strict.

Taoist Simu hurriedly winked at the two of them.

Seeing Uncle Jiu getting angry, Wencai was so scared that his legs shook and almost threw away the medicine bowl in his hand. Qiu Sheng was also startled and hurriedly put away his cynical attitude.

He came to Jiang Feng's youth with some timidity, bent over and greeted Jiang Feng and said, "I have met uncle!"

Jiang Feng nodded, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and patted Wencai and Qiu Sheng on the shoulders, and smiled disharmoniously: "You master often mentions to me that your master is profound in Taoism. I think you two should have learned the elder brother's mantra. If Maoshan is carried forward, you still need to rely on you juniors..."

Jiang Feng patted his shoulder as if he was slapped on Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's hearts, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

I wanted to find a crack in the door and get in. Of course, this was not what was praised by Jiang Feng, but when they looked at Uncle Jiu, they felt ashamed.

Uncle Jiu is very skilled in Taoism, but the two of them are too playful.

So much so that I have been a disciple for nearly seven or eight years, but my magic power is still low. Isn’t this a useless person?

It's simply embarrassing Uncle Jiu!

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