Nine uncle's refining tool is also invincible

Chapter 354

"Master Dao, have you met his old man? That's great, can you introduce him?" It was the first time for Ma Xiaoling and others to get so close to their goal, and they all became excited.

"However, back then he was murdered by an adulterer and had to live in seclusion. Now even we don't know his exact location." Minglun said with a bit of embarrassment. There, it's not too early to visit.

"I know the general location. My aunt drew a map for me." Speaking of this, Ma Xiaoling's face flashed a strange look, as if he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Oh, I don't know if I can take it out and have a look. I have long wanted to visit my uncle." Minglun was taken aback when he heard the words, and then showed ecstasy.

It suddenly occurred to him that when Ma Dannuo had a good relationship with his uncle, it was a recognized relationship, and it was understandable to know his exact location.

At this time, the old Taoist couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart, his uncle was really treating one person more favorably than another, and he didn't give a letter about whether he was dead or alive for so many years, and he didn't know as much as outsiders.

"It's just! Let's see for yourself!" Ma Xiaoling paused at this point, and took out a piece of paper from her pocket. There were several mountain peaks drawn on it, which looked very simple, just like a child's graffiti.

It was the first time for other people to see this map, and they all came forward to look at it, but found that it was such a map, and they couldn't help being a little stunned. As Captain Mojin, Hu Bayi couldn't bear this kind of crude blueprint, so he couldn't help but speak. asked.

"Miss Ma, are you kidding me? Is this a map? If you can find people with this thing, then there are ghosts!"

Ma Xiaoling smiled awkwardly, and said: "I don't want to, but my aunt is not good at painting, and she is still a road idiot. After going there twice in the past, she can no longer remember the original route. It’s so simple, I’ve worked hard to restore it.”

Everyone was speechless when they heard the words, Minglun was still very happy at this time, and said with a smile: "It's better to have hope than no hope. For so many years, I have been looking for the position of uncle. Now even if there is a possibility, I will I'm going to visit his old man."

"It's naturally desirable to have a Taoist leader lead the way. Those zombies outside may not even be able to get out of this town just because of us." Hu Bayi said hastily.

"What are you afraid of? This old man will go back to get the guy's business. We will set off early tomorrow morning. I see these devil bastards can do nothing to me!"

This veteran is also a man of action, so he walked into the town after speaking, and the others quickly followed. A group of people had been traveling all night, and they were already sleepy and tired, just looking for a place to rest.

Just as they left, a few pairs of dark eyes lit up near the village entrance, staring fiercely at the town. Ah K hung himself upside down among the branches, silently waiting for the prey to appear.

At the same time, zombies also appeared at the other two intersections connecting with the outside world in the town. This time, Ma Xiaoling and the others might not find it so easy to get out of the town.

"Here we are, here we are. This is the Yizhuang where the old Taoist lived. It's a simple place. Please don't be offended!"

Minglun brought them to Uncle Jiu's charity house, but it was very old. Although the townspeople repaired it, it still couldn't withstand the erosion of the years, and most of the places were no longer suitable for people to live in.

"It doesn't matter, we are all people who are used to being outside, as long as there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain, it will be good." Hu Bayi and the others did not dislike them, they cleaned out a few empty houses skillfully, and began to sleep soundly .

Minglun did not continue to entertain, but turned around and walked into the ancestral hall. There were more than a dozen memorial tablets on the upper and lower floors. On the first floor were elders such as Shi Jian, Jiushu, and Simu. Qiusheng Wencai and others, on the walls on both sides, and their portraits, each one is lifelike, as if looking at him.

The old Taoist looked at these tablets one by one, and their figures vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, as if he had returned to that era, the days when he was playing around with the elders, and his eyes flashed with nostalgia.

There is only Hua Chenfan's tablet. He doesn't know the current situation of this uncle, but there is a high probability that he will die, but he hasn't seen Elder Maoshan for many years, and he feels very lonely here.

Now, when he first heard that someone was going to look for his uncle, Minglun couldn't help but want to go and have a look. It felt like he was eager to find an organization.

"Masters, masters, and uncles, Minglun will be away for a while, and I can't offer incense to you, please don't blame me! And Master Hua, I'm looking for you this time, I hope you don't leave behind closed doors, yes You have to give me a letter whether you are alive or dead, I haven't seen my fellow disciples for a long time." The old Tao wiped the corners of his eyes while talking.

"Daoist, are these the elders of Maoshan? I wonder if I can offer them incense sticks?"

Just as the old Taoist was reminiscing about the past, Ma Xiaoling's voice came from behind him, and Minglun looked back, only to find that she was standing outside the ancestral hall.

"Please come in!"

"My elders and ancestors, I am Ma Xiaoling, a descendant of the Ma family of the exorcist clan. I am lucky today...!" Ma Xiaoling walked in, took out three sticks of incense, made a Dao seal in her hand, and respectfully burned the incense and prayed.

After the ceremony was over, she looked around the portraits by candlelight, and suddenly she saw the young face of Master Jiubao on the first portrait on the left wall.

"Daoist Minglun, has this Master of Nine Treasures lived here all this time?"

"Yes, it was the patriarch who opened Yizhuang here, and the uncle was in retreat in the back mountain. Few people knew his whereabouts. You must know that he was a famous master of refining weapons back then, and the magic weapons he refined were powerful. It's beyond imagination, every magic weapon with his unique mark can fetch a sky-high price in the monk circle." Minglun said with a proud look,

"Then the flame array outside is also the masterpiece of Master Nine Treasures, and is there such a mark?" Ma Xiaoling took out a gorgeous golden gun and showed him the unique flame mark on the handle of the gun.

Minglun looked surprised, and after carefully identifying it, he nodded and said: "Yes, whether it is the flame formation outside or the mark that can burn eyes, they are all made by him, and only his old man can do it in this world. , otherwise there would not be the name of a half-immortal!
I'm just curious. I've followed Master Wencai for so long, and I've never heard of it. Uncle Wen has refined such a weird magic weapon. It seems to be specially designed to target some kind of evil thing. Its power is stronger than ordinary magic weapons. You How could there be such a magic weapon? "

"Hee hee, so it's true. It's my aunt's relic. It's said that it was the one that surrendered back then. There were still three rounds left. I used two rounds in the exorcism. The magic weapon is really powerful.

With the current technological means, it is impossible to create such a magic weapon. I didn't expect that Master Nine Treasures would keep pace with the times and be able to change the spear into a magic weapon. "Ma Xiaoling said with a smile as she held her in her arms like a baby.

This magic weapon has saved her twice in total. Every time she encounters an invincible evil, she will take it out and use it once. , but also to buy a few self-defense.

(End of this chapter)