I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 145 Four Eyes Fetion (please subscribe~~)

Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang School, resigned at the age of [-] to seek immortality. It was not until he was [-] years old that he met Huolong Daoist in Zhongnan Mountain, and thus obtained the true biography of Dao.

Jiang Ziya, a representative figure of the late bloomer, also practiced Taoism at the age of [-]. It was not until the age of [-] that he waited for the opportunity to become a god and became famous in one battle.

Compared with their cultivation time, Ren Tingting, who is only [-] years old, is nothing at all, and Uncle Jiu, who is known as "the strongest mentor in Xinshou Village", built his foundation, which is enough to kill countless opening chapters from the starting point alone. Really miserable protagonist.

But Qin Yao didn't bother to explain so much to her, and said with a smile: "It's not too late for a good meal, and the same goes for cultivation."

Seeing his calm appearance, Ren Tingting gradually settled down in her heart: "Thank you Mr. Qin, I will go back with you after I change my clothes."

Unlike Qin Yao, as a native of Renjia Town, she cared more about the opinions and gazes of the villagers.

Going back in a uniform, while becoming the focus of everyone, will inevitably become the center of criticism.

People's words are awesome, she doesn't want to be stabbed in the back because of such a small matter.

evening.

The sky blackened.

Qin Yao and Ren Tingting, who was wearing a light blue jacket and skirt, had just stepped into the gate of Yizhuang. Qiu Sheng greeted him happily like a bee smelling the fragrance of flowers, and said with a smile on his face, "Junior brother, Tingting."

Qin Yao nodded: "Brother, where is Master?"

"It's almost time for dinner, we should be offering incense to the Patriarch in the main room."

"I'll talk to Master about something first, brother, you can stay here with Tingting to catch up on the old days."

Qiu Sheng's eyes sparkled, and he said with a smile, "Okay, okay, junior brother, you should hurry up and see Master, it's important."

Qin Yao smiled slightly, nodded to Ren Tingting, strode into the main room, and saw Uncle Jiu offering incense to the statue of the Patriarch with reverence on his face.

At that time, Qin Yao once said to Hong Jinli that worshiping gods and offering incense should not be done fishing for three days and drying the nets for two days, but Uncle Nine is a leader in sticking to one thing.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Uncle Jiu didn't look back, and inserted the incense into the incense burner steadily with both hands.

"Not yet." Qin Yao bowed to the patriarch along with his master, and said softly.

"Let's eat together later... Are you okay in Fucheng?"

"With the town god's temple guarding, let alone a group of low-strength zombies, even if a thousand-year-old ghosts hold hands, they will not be able to pull down the flag I stand in Fucheng." Qin Yao said confidently.

Uncle Jiu paused for a moment, turned around, with a strange expression on his face: "Hearing what you said, I can't tell whether it's you doing things for the city god, or the city god is doing things for you..."

Qin Yao shrugged: "It's just helping each other. I help him gather incense and bless his godhead; he guards my foundation and repels demons for me."

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Why does the more I listen to it, the more I feel that Chenghuang is like a security guard?

"Don't mention this." Seeing that he was speechless, Qin Yao smiled lightly: "Master, Ren Tingting wants to practice Taoism, do you think you will build her foundation, or I will build her foundation?"

The meaning of the word Zhuji mentioned here is not the same as the word Zhuji in Zhuji Dan. It is closer to opening the veins, or opening up the two veins of Ren and Du in martial arts novels. It is a way to lead people into Taoism, and it thrives on aura The increasingly rare modern times.

In the early years, the aura was strong, and it was easy to enter the Tao; in recent years, just the step of "entering the door" has stopped many people who are willing to practice, let alone the advanced practice later.

"Let me come, you can't do this." Uncle Jiu came back to his senses and said flatly.

Qin Yao went out and called Ren Tingting into the lobby, Qiu Sheng followed in cheekily and stood aside obediently.

"Tingting, cultivating the Tao is not a good thing that is all beneficial and harmless. Once you embark on the road, your destiny will change. If you want ordinary happiness, it will not be so easy. Have you really thought about it? "?" Uncle Jiu turned his back on the statue of the patriarch, facing Ren Tingting and the others, and said seriously.

Ren Tingting's palm-sized cheeks were full of seriousness, and she nodded heavily: "Yes, I have already thought about it, please ask Uncle Jiu to help me practice."

Uncle Jiu nodded, turned around and asked for the gold and silver whisk from the statue of the patriarch, holding the handle of the whisk in his back hand, and poured mana into it continuously.

The three thousand silver-white dust whisks turned into red gold under the infusion of mana, and as they shook gently, the room was filled with golden light.

"Sit down." Uncle Jiu pointed to the futon cushion in front of him.

Ren Tingting sat cross-legged on the futon, watching with her own eyes that Uncle Jiu pressed the golden whisk base between her eyebrows.

"Close your eyes, I'll take you to look inside the meridians of your whole body." Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice.

Ren Tingting didn't dare to neglect, she quickly closed her eyes and calmed down.

"Junior Brother, does Master want to accept Tingting as an apprentice?"

Qiu Sheng watched here curiously, but finally couldn't help it anymore, and tugged at the corner of Qin Yao's clothes.

Qin Yao shook his head: "No, it's just to lead her in..."

Just as he was talking, an unpretentious white paper crane suddenly flew into the yard and kept wandering outside the lobby.

Qin Yao looked up, stepped out, and raised his right hand to the paper crane in mid-air.

The paper crane seemed to smell the smell of him, and slowly landed in the center of his palm.

"Who sent you Feixin?" Qiu Sheng asked in a low voice when he saw that his face suddenly became solemn after he opened the paper crane.

"Uncle Four Eyes."

Qin Yao folded the letter paper and put it in his pocket, then turned to look at the master who was building the foundation for Ren Tingting: "Don't ask, we will talk about it later."

After half an hour.

Uncle Jiu raised the gold and silver whisk lightly, and let out a foul breath: "It's all right, have you remembered it?"

Ren Tingting's eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes: "I remember, thank you Uncle Jiu."

"Junior brother, Qiusheng, master... Hey, Tingting, you're here too." At this moment, Wen Cai walked in with his stomach growling constantly, and his face beamed with joy when he saw the pretty Ren Tingting.

He now knows that his "big" junior is only interested in female ghosts, not women.

As long as I persevere in releasing my kindness and warmth, I might be able to warm Tingting's heart in the future and embrace the beauty...

"Wen Cai." Ren Tingting responded, and looked away in the next second.

She understands literary talents and even Qiusheng's "tricks", but she doesn't pretend to be reserved, on the contrary, she is reserved to the point of alienation.

Feeling the other party's alienation clearly, Wen Cai's excited face darkened slightly.

"Qin Yao, what is your uncle asking you for?" Uncle Jiu took a panoramic view of everything and changed the topic silently.

"The tower of the Maoshan Torture Hall has been completed. The head announced that it will officially open in three days. Uncle Simu asked you to prepare in advance, and bring more uncles, uncles, brothers, and brothers up the mountain, so that we can seize the site by then." Qin Yao smiled. Said.

Ninth Uncle: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Why does this sound so bad?

How could a good fairy sect organization, after his language embellishment, become like a Jianghu society? ?

(End of this chapter)