Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's expression immediately became amiable after receiving the money. He smiled and quickly hid the money, afraid that Ninth Uncle would snatch it away.
When Ninth Uncle saw his actions, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
100 yuan was almost a year's worth of savings.
Ling Xiao actually gave it away just like that?
However, his disciple was in the wrong, so there was nothing he could do.
If he were to make a move, the stingy him would at most pay 40 yuan.
"Wow, Eldest Senior Brother, you hit me so hard! It hurts! I'm afraid I'm disfigured."
At this moment, Qiu Sheng walked over with his hand covering his swollen face.
"Humph! Why couldn't he pretend? If you insist on pretending to be a zombie, you're lucky that I didn't kill you!”
Ninth Uncle's face darkened when he heard Qiu Sheng's complaint. He snorted coldly and said,
Qiu Sheng was so frightened that he shrunk his neck.
"Come, let me treat you!"
Ling Xiao opened his mouth at that moment. As he spoke, his right hand slowly rested on Qiu Sheng's shoulder.
" Eldest Senior Brother doesn't want it anymore, right?!"
Ling Xiao's actions immediately made Qiu Sheng's face turn pale. He thought that Ling Xiao was going to teach him a lesson again.
"Buzz!"
Following that, a formless energy surged out from Ling Xiao's hand like a flood.
Instantly, Qiu Sheng felt his entire body begin to feel comfortable.
" Wow, so comfortable!!!"
Qiu Sheng couldn't help but ask.
" How is this possible?!"
Ninth Uncle and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's expressions changed.
The two of them clearly noticed that the wounds on Qiu Sheng's face were healing quickly. In just a few seconds, Qiu Sheng, who had swollen into half a pig's head, had returned to his original handsome appearance.
Even the teeth that were kicked away by Ling Xiao had been repaired.
"Hiss…What kind of dao technique is this? It actually had such a magical effect!？”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed couldn't help but exclaim.
"Could it be the legendary Sutra Opening Curse? No, although the Sutra Opening Mystic Connotation Spell had the ability to heal, it didn't have such a powerful effect? At the very least, it was impossible for a Worldly Master to achieve such an effect.”
Ninth Uncle was also shocked!
"Eh, it doesn't hurt anymore? Senior Brother, what kind of spell is this? Can you teach me?？”
Qiu Sheng also spoke to Ling Xiao excitedly after feeling that his injuries were all healed.
"You'd better reach the Human Teacher Realm first. It's been a few years, and you haven't even reached the Beginner Realm. You can't even draw the lowest level of exorcism talismans, and you're still thinking about this!
If he hadn't become a human teacher by the age of 20, he would be expelled from the sect!”
However, Ling Xiao spoke in a serious tone.
"Cough cough, Eldest Senior Brother is right.”
Qiu Sheng smiled awkwardly.
"Ling Xiao, what spell did you use just now?？How can he be so powerful?"
Ninth Uncle asked in confusion. He could feel the power of the extreme Yang from the aura that Ling Xiao had just emitted.
It definitely couldn't be some evil technique.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed was also curious.
"Master, I had a dream two days ago. I dreamed that an old man said he was the ancestor of my Dao Sect, so he passed on some spells to me.
One of them is this healing spell. Today is also the first time I used it. I didn't expect it to be so powerful.”
Ling Xiao also casually came up with an excuse.
However, after hearing Ling Xiao's words, Ninth Uncle and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed could not help but look at each other in shock.
" Dao preaching in dreams?!!"
Then, the two of them exclaimed.
One had to know that in Mao Mountain and many other cultivation sects, there would be a small number of super geniuses who would receive the teachings of the sect's ancestors. Some would have an epiphany, while others would have a dream.
This wasn't a story made up. It was a common occurrence in the history of Mao Mountain.
"Preaching Dao in dreams? It should be!"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly. He had read all of Ninth Uncle's Mao Mountain records several times since he was young.
It was easy to find a reasonable excuse.
"Eldest Senior Brother, what about Wencai? He shouldn't die, right?"
Qiu Sheng, who was standing beside Wen Cai, called out to Ling Xiao.
"I'm fine. I was just scared."
Ling Xiao was speechless when he heard that. After he finished speaking, he pressed his right hand on the head of Wen Cai, who had fainted from fear.
Qiu Sheng looked over curiously.
"Buzz!"
Then, under the powerful healing spell, Wen Cai quickly opened his eyes and saw Qiu Sheng's zombie face.
"Ah! Zombies!"
The next moment, he cried out in horror and fainted again. Even Ninth Uncle was speechless.
What kind of disciples did he take in?
To be scared unconscious by a zombie was probably a rare genius of the Maoshan Sect.
"Alright, Senior Brother, I'm about to take my leave!”
At this moment, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed chuckled.
"Hmm? Why don't you rest for two days before leaving?"
Ninth Uncle was stunned when he heard Si Mu's words.
"Yes, Martial Uncle. Rest for two more days.”
"Yes, Martial Uncle. You just arrived.”
Ling Xiao and Qiu Sheng, who were at the side, also tried to persuade him to stay.
"I'll wait for the next time. I'll go back and pay for it first, then I'll take another order. After all, I'm already out. I can't go back empty-handed, right? Senior Brother, Martial Nephew, farewell!"
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