Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

Chapter 56 I'm Giving Me Krypton Gold Again, Let's Talk

Uncle Jiu is not Ren Mu, and he has not been nurtured by the nine-year compulsory education.

Of course, I didn’t know that the starlight that can be seen on the earth reflects the sun, so it became a channel for krypton gold in the simulator.

But Uncle Jiu didn't want to know about these things, he was only worried about the consequences of offending Ren Mu, there would be dead bodies everywhere.

"Oh!"

With Uncle Jiu's continuous attacks, the formation light curtain of the Big Dipper Formation was finally breached.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine was overjoyed, and quickly got in, and came to Wen Cai's side.

"Wen Cai!" Uncle Jiu exclaimed, immediately stretched out his hand to grab Wen Cai's palm, and pulled it out forcefully.

"call!"

The Big Dipper array in Yizhuang, the eye of the array is the portrait of the founder of Maoshan.

At this time, without the infusion of literary talent's blood, the portrait of the patriarch erupted with a more intense radiance in an instant, as if returning to the light, and erupting with the strongest blow.

Uncle Jiu never thought that he would pay an unprecedented price in order to prevent the operation of the formation he had set up.

Because he knew that even the final burst of power from this formation would not be enough to hurt the fifth-rank Flying Zombie, but would completely annoy Ren Mu.

Uncle Jiu, who pulled Wencai away, immediately picked up the seal, chanted the mantra, and stepped on the foot.

Then he pressed his sword finger against the center of his eyebrows, trying to use the last spirit power of Lingtai to stop the Big Dipper formation.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, all dharmas come from the same source, there is no energy in the universe, and Tao follows nature!"

If Uncle Jiu hadn't experienced the cave of sealing corpse energy and his physical condition was normal, he might be able to stop this formation very quickly.

Unfortunately, his body is really too weak.

There is not much mana left, even if he forcibly uses the power of the soul, it will not make up for it!
"Hey, hey!" Countless golden lights burst out from the portrait of Patriarch Maoshan and flew towards the roof.

As the golden light dissipated, the portrait of the patriarch also became dim, and the Big Dipper array had completely disappeared.

Uncle Jiu, who stopped the transformation of the corpse, looked at the blurred portrait of the patriarch with a pale face.

One could already imagine what kind of ending the tens of thousands of people would face when a furious fifth-rank flying zombie fell into Renjia Town.

Inside the Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu, with a pale face, was still deeply worried.

Looking up at the roof, with trembling legs, he took off his shirt and carried a few canes on his back.

The burrs on the cane had penetrated deeply into Uncle Jiu's skin, and traces of blood slowly flowed out.

But it was still difficult to walk towards the outside of the house.

He is a Maoshan Taoist priest.

No matter what danger you encounter, you have to face it calmly.

Although it has been guessed, what will happen next.

But we still have to face it head-on and fight for that one in ten thousand chance.

After all, there are tens of thousands of innocent lives standing behind him.

At this time, Ren Mu didn't know that Uncle Jiu in the house was working hard to make amends to him.

He opened the properties panel, wanting to see how much sun essence he had given his simulator this time.

Host: Ren Mu.

Status: Normal.

Level: Fourth Grade Black Rigid Late Stage.

Strength: 2888 (jin).

Constitution: 2200.

Speed: 25 (m/s).

Consciousness: 100 (meters).

Resistance: 15 (reduces spell damage by 12%).

Sun Essence: 801688.

Corpse Qi: 3560.

Daoxing: 20 years.

Skills: Mietian Town Corpse Jue (Dacheng), Yin Lei Emperor Corpse Fist (Dacheng).

Supernatural powers: thunder and rage.

Ren Mu looked at the data on the attribute panel with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

Tonight, he really just came to bask in the moonlight.

Unexpectedly, Ninth Uncle gave him krypton gold in a very rich way.

Although the process is a little less elegant.

But the ending is still very touching.

Experiencing the array in person is more efficient than manipulating zombies to obtain the sun essence.

"Master Ren, the little boy is ignorant and hurt you deeply. Lin Jiu apologizes and apologizes for Wencai!"

However, Uncle Jiu's weak pleading sound was heard, and the smile on Ren Mu's face gradually faded.

With a thought, the corpse energy circulated, and the whole body slowly rose from the roof, and then landed in front of Uncle Jiu who was kneeling on one knee and clasped his fists.

"Xiao Jiu, what kind of formation is this, it's quite powerful!"

Ren Mu's words made Uncle Jiu's heart tighten, and he apologized respectfully again: "Master Ren, I'm very sorry!"

Ignoring Uncle Jiu, Ren Mu slightly stretched out his hand towards Wen Cai, who was lying unconscious on the ground inside the house.

"Huh!" A huge corpse aura emanated from the palm of his hand, enveloping Wen Cai's body, causing him to float onto his hand automatically.

"Master Ren, Wen Cai is not sensible."

"Xiao Jiu, your apprentice is ignorant, don't you understand too?"

Ren Mu's words stopped Uncle Jiu's attempt to stop him.

He stared wide-eyed, and looked up at Wen Cai who was grabbed by the neck with an expression of disbelief.

"Master Ren, what do you mean, turn Wencai into a zombie to serve you!"

"Xiao Jiu, am I missing a maid?" Ren Mu said calmly, then snapped his fingers.

"Hoo!" A gust of dark wind came, and Xiaoli's beautiful figure quickly appeared in Yizhuang.

She didn't go to see Uncle Jiu, but knelt down to Ren Mu's body and shouted, "Xiao Li, I'm paying my respects, sir, what's your order!"

"Hold it for me!"

Ren Mu held up a literary talent weighing more than 100 catties, flicked his two fingers, and threw it to the female ghost Xiaoli as if it was empty.

"Xiao Jiu, now we can have a good chat about you carrying the cane!"

Ren Mu, who smiled again, put a lot of pressure on Uncle Jiu.

Just now on the roof, their status is equal.

Although Uncle Jiu couldn't beat Ren Mu, there was a Maoshan standing behind him.

But now, it's literary talents who are unreasonable first, and Ren Mu wants to fight and kill, no matter what the ending is, Uncle Jiu has to admit it.

"Yes, Lord Ren, thank you for your generosity!"

Ren Mu bent down and sat down, a burst of corpse energy instantly supported his heavy body.

As if sitting in the air, he stretched out his hand towards Uncle Jiu, motioning him to stand up and speak.

"Master Ren, Lin Jiu is sorry for you, but please don't hurt innocent people!"

"Also please don't blame Wencai, everything is because my disciples have no way!"

Hearing this, Ren Mu turned his head to look at Wen Cai, with a malicious smile on his face, thinking: "Let Uncle Jiu marry Xiaoli, so why don't you just pull him into the car?"

However, he complained slightly towards Uncle Jiu: "Hehe, Xiao Jiu, this is not allowed, and that is not allowed. The Taoist priests of Maoshan are really in charge of this world!"

"The Dao eliminates the magic, and the appearance of you, Lord Ren, means the decline of Taoism!" Uncle Nine cupped his fists and saluted Ren Mu, but his head was still hanging down.

In fact, Ren Mu didn't want to see such a humble Uncle Jiu.

In his previous life, he was very interested in Uncle Jiu's movies, and once regarded Uncle Jiu as a protector when he was a child.

When we were on the roof just now, we had a pleasant chat.

But now, the idol admits his mistake, his status has been lowered, and he has been given krypton gold.

This made Ren Mu very uncomfortable.

"Xiao Jiu, you are complaining about my appearance!"

"However, since I have recovered my mind, many things can be discussed, there is no need to fight!"

(End of this chapter)