Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 22 The limit? How can the human body have limits!

Buddhist temple.

Uncle Jiu looked silently at the piles of tributes that were removed and put on by Zhao Zheng's servants, as well as the handfuls of burning incense.

"..."

"Master, did I pay the right tribute?"

"no!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and looked at the statues of Patriarch Sanqing and Patriarch Sanmao that were shrouded in incense and incense.

Inexplicably, he felt that if something happened to him and Zhao Zheng together, it would be Zhao Zheng who was protected by the ancestor, nothing else.

It’s just that this kid is too sensible.

Rich and sensible!

"Zheng'er, although your family is rich, you can't spend money lavishly..." Uncle Jiu said seriously.

"Disciple understands, so I bought a shop on the street next door to do some business a few days ago. Well, they are all serious businesses, restaurants, teahouses, rice shops and other businesses. Master, if you need anything in the future, go directly to my store Just take it from the shop..."

"..."

Is this really human language?

You know you shouldn’t spend money lavishly, so you bought a shop on a street to start a business? This... is quite reasonable.

Uncle Jiu was silent for a long time, glanced at Zhao Zheng, silently turned around and walked out of the memorial hall, Zhao Zheng followed until he reached the courtyard.

"how much is it?"

"what?"

"How much does it cost to buy a street?"

"Five hundred and twelve dollars."

"Oh……"

Uncle Jiu said oh, thinking about the price of his three main rooms and two side rooms, well, there is no need to think about it.

There is no comparison!

"By the way, Master, what I said before remains true. As long as you open your mouth, I will build a Taoist temple for you."

When Zhao Zheng opened his mouth, Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said, "No need to worry about it. I know your good intentions and understand them. Let's talk about this later."

He didn't refuse completely, but he was just worried about him in the future when he would be gone soon, and Wen Cai would not live up to expectations.

This is not because he is partial, but because he knows that Zhao Zheng will not settle down in this small Renjia Town, let alone inherit his righteous village.

Qiu Sheng wouldn't do it either. It wasn't that he didn't give it, but he knew that Qiu Sheng was destined to marry and have children under his aunt's persuasion. When the time came, only literary talents could inherit his righteous village.

Of course, this is only the most likely thing to happen based on the current situation. Like Zhao Zhenghe said, the future is changing all the time, and plans can never keep up with the changes.

Maybe Qiu Sheng would inherit Yizhuang in the future. As for Zhao Zheng, he felt that Zhao Zheng could not inherit Yizhuang no matter what, because Zhao Zheng's future did not lie in Renjia Town.

thinking,

He thought of what he said to Zhao Zheng,

Let him always remember.

"are not you sleepy?"

"tired!"

"Then you're going to practice all night without sleeping?"

"The road to immortality is too long, I'm scared!"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of accidentally dying on the way!"

With such perseverance and perseverance, coupled with the talent that made him feel terrifying, Uncle Jiu felt that if Zhao Zheng couldn't become an immortal.

that,

This so-called heaven,

Maybe it’s not so selfless!

No longer thinking about it, Uncle Jiu reached out and checked Zhao Zheng's pulse, confirming again that Zhao Zheng was fine and his injuries were healed.

"Okay, come to Yizhuang in the afternoon, and I will take you to see the world this afternoon!"

"Uh, Master, I've ordered the cook to start cooking. Counting the time, this dish should start frying." Zhao Zheng pointed to the smoke rising from the kitchen chimney.

"..."

"Stay, master, my junior brother has ordered someone to cook." Qiu Sheng, who was munching some fruit at the side, said in an inconspicuous voice.

"Okay, but literary talent..."

"I sent someone to invite..."

"..."

"I also asked my servants to guard Yizhuang for Wencai!"

"..."     You expected that I would stay for dinner, right?

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng helplessly, feeling that the water in his apprentice's stomach was probably black, and there was a lot of it.

After a while, Wen Cai came, and it was time for dinner. After the four masters and apprentices finished eating, Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng.

"Let's go back to Yizhuang with my master to get the guy!"

"..."

Why does this sound wrong?

Zhao Zheng looked at his servant without changing his expression. When the four masters and apprentices walked out of the door of the mansion, Uncle Jiu looked at the carriage in front of him in silence.

"Hey, what a handsome horse!"

"Yes, it must be worth a lot of money."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai sighed at the side. Wen Cai touched the horse curiously. Zhao Zheng did not say how much the horse was worth, but took the small bench handed by the servant and put it on the ground.

"Master, senior brother, please."

"Ok!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and got on the carriage. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai followed. Zhao Zheng got in last. Although the carriage was not a wealthy one, it was enough for four people.

It didn't look crowded. Along the way, Zhao Zheng watched the good-looking Uncle Jiu smilingly greeting the villagers and elders through the curtain of the carriage, and silently called the system.

Name: Zhao Zheng

Age: eighteen

Realm: 380 days of foundation building and breaking the limit ()

Kung Fu: Maoshan Qingdadong True Sutra...

Gates of all realms: charging...

Item: Mission ID card...

"The speed of mana accumulation is getting slower and slower, have I reached my limit? No, the human body is so mysterious, how can it be possible to reach the limit so quickly!"

The villain in Zhao Zheng's heart shook his head crazily. He didn't believe that he had reached his limit. If he didn't believe it, he wouldn't believe it.

an hour later,

Renjia Town is more than ten miles east.

Outside Zhoujia Village,

on the carriage.

Uncle Jiu looked at the 380 strands of magic power in Zhao Zheng's body with dull eyes, feeling incomprehensible and incredible in his heart.

It doesn't make sense,

No, this shouldn't be the case,

This is not common sense!

Uncle Jiu was going crazy in his heart, with thousands of distracting thoughts rising and falling. He listened to the cracking sound coming from his heart and soul and silently recited the Huangting Sutra.

Regarding Zhao Zheng's question, he said without thinking: "Yes, yes, everything you said is right, your idea is right..."

"Limit? What limit... Well, if you take more supplements, your magic power will not be condensed in vain. It may be that you have practiced too hard and your... nutrition... nutrition has not kept up!"

"Oh, no wonder!"

Zhao Zheng nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the respectful voice of a servant: "Master, Uncle Ninth, Zhoujia Village has arrived."

"Stop the car. The roads in the village are too narrow for carriages..." Uncle Jiu, who didn't want to stay in the carriage with Zhao for a moment, quickly got out of the carriage, and Zhao Zheng followed.

After asking his servants to wait here, Zhao Zheng saw a group of old men and women at the entrance of the village calling Uncle Jiu, you are here.

And, while chatting, he turned into Uncle Jiu who was treating old men and old ladies. Zhao Zheng took out the paper and pen from the backpack he was carrying and stepped forward. He began to record the prescriptions that Uncle Jiu had given to some old people, and then handed them to those old people. .

"This kid..."

Looking at Zhao Zheng, he knew what he lacked without him having to say anything. Thinking about Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai again, Uncle Jiu felt inexplicably not in a good mood.

After treating those old men and women, Uncle Jiu took Zhao Zheng and walked toward the village, talking as he walked.

"If this is true, then it may be a bit dangerous this time. Remember to be careful and don't get caught up in that..."

As Uncle Jiu said that, he felt that there were fewer people behind him. He stopped and turned around to see Zhao Zheng taking out a charm from his satchel and holding it against his arms.

"Okay, don't stick it up. Just the dozens of talisman papers you stuck up will make the ghosts take a detour when they see them!" Uncle Jiu said helplessly.

After seeing that there was no awkward expression on Zhao Zheng's face, Uncle Jiu curled his lips and said, "Remember what I told you about Zhou Hai's family."

"I know, the story is simple..."

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