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

Chapter 243: The real master: I am the master, the master of Maoshan... (Please subscribe!)

"Master, let me go and take a look!"

Zhao Zheng said to Uncle Jiu, turned invisible and flew towards the place where the corpse energy and ghost energy broke out. He saw the corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitching.

I don’t bother to mention the matter of making Zhao Zheng invisible anymore.
Thinking about it, he followed!

A few seconds later, Zhao Zhenggang, who was searching for the aura of corpses and ghosts, came to a path in the woods and saw a newly built tomb.
I saw a man running out from behind the tomb with a frightened face and shouting, "Oh my God, there's something ghostly going on." Judging by the rope around his neck and the clothes on his body, he was 90% a tomb robber.
The remaining 10% are relatives of the tomb robbers!

Zhao Zhenggang wanted to raise his feet to do a stilts, but a female zombie running out from behind the tomb with extremely fast small steps made him slightly silent.

Especially when he saw the two leaders, Zhao Zheng felt that the current female zombies were really immoral and disgraceful.
It's unfair, it's biased, you run away... Bah, bah, bah, Zhao Zheng's eyes moved towards the female zombie who just left her back for him,
The immortal version of the detection technique is activated!

Name: Xiao Yunyu
Race: zombie

age:……

Life:…

"..."

"I thought they were all beheaded!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng with a complicated expression, his mouth twitching. Zhao Zheng nodded, then shook his head: "I am Blood Aunt!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, and Zhao Zheng tied up the tomb robber with a rope and hung him on a tree nearby. At the end, he wrote the words "I am a tomb robber" on the ground.
After doing this, he patted the non-existent ashes on his hands, looked at the grave, thinking about the feeling of seeing Xiao Yunyu just now, and muttered: "Why does it feel like killing Xuegu is the same as not killing her!"

Uncle Jiu, who had just come over, was attracted by the tomb robber with the amulet on the ground, and faced Zhao Zhengdao behind the tomb.

"...So, you beheaded the body?"

"What? Did I cut it wrong?"

"He is a tomb robber, but he is also unlucky. He met the real owner and faked the corpse." Zhao Zheng raised his hand and pointed to the tomb in front of him.

What did you say?

"But Master, why do I feel that killing Xuegu is the same as not killing her? There is no change..." Zhao Zheng stopped as he spoke and followed Uncle Jiu's line of sight to look up at the sky and look at the stars in the night sky.

Click...

Isn’t it treating three corpses and getting rid of nine insects?
Isn't this right?

No no no,
You're not right,

"The three corpses were not killed like this..."

"you go first!"

"No, you're right!"

After a pause, he walked towards Uncle Jiu and added: "The corpse aura we saw was emanating from the tomb owner, Xiao Yunyu..."

Zhao Zheng looked at Uncle Jiu's ethereal eyes and felt in his heart that he was worthy of being his master, Uncle Jiu. This was an epiphany.
Think about it,

"Oh, it's the third story in the movie Ecstasy. I thought I had encountered some kind of fantasy movie!"

and many more,

"he is?"

"Row!"

No, no, no, this is not how three corpses are treated!

Zhao Zheng felt regretful that he was still thinking about whether he could meet Nancy Fenfenqian. He raised his hand and a bolt of lightning flew out.
The lightning directly passed through Xiao Yunyu's back, causing Xiao Yunyu to scream and fall to the ground. Then, the lightning continued to knock down the tomb robber with unabated force.

"Correct!"

This is not how the three corpses were killed...

"???"

Uncle Jiu rubbed his temples, thinking about the most famous practitioners in the world of cultivation, who used Shougeng and Shen to cure the three corpses, and how to cure the three corpses with Bigu, spells, and medicine. He looked at Zhao Zheng silently.

"???"

Zhao Zheng thought for a while and said: "Tie him up and throw him here. I don't think he is short-lived. I guess someone will see it at dawn!"

"Oh, you can understand this? Amazing!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes, and Zhao Zheng said strangely: "Aunt Blood Killer, why, master, you didn't kill Aunt Bai while you were attracting the three corpses!"

"???"

Zhao Zheng pointed to the tombstone: "I have put her body back in the grave. Don't worry, Master. I just used thunder to disperse its corpse energy. It can't deceive the corpse anymore. Unfortunately, its hometown has been stolen." But the ghost didn’t come!”

After a while,
Uncle Jiu rubbed his temples and looked at Zhao Zheng with complicated eyes: "So, you are saying that after you chopped off those red and pink skeletons in the Three Corpses Realm, you also... chopped off the Blood Girl?"

"Well, if you can't find it, don't look for it. Anyway, there is no resentment or yin in the ghostly aura emanating from the tomb, but he..." Uncle Jiu frowned at the tomb robber.

After throwing away Zhang's body-fixing talisman to save the man's extraordinary talent, Zhao Zheng waved his hand and used his magic power to directly put Xiao Yunyu back into the grave.

"..."

"Oh, you didn't kill me!"

"Strange, where is Xiao Yunyu's ghost? His hometown has been stolen and he still hasn't come back!" Zhao Zheng felt strange and looked around.

Take the first step and fly to Maoshan!
After confirming that Zhao Zheng was gone, Uncle Jiu calmly swallowed the blood in his throat, looked at the stars and moon in the night sky with a blank expression, and murmured to himself.

…………

time flies,

in the afternoon,

Eighty miles outside Maoshan,

In the sky.

"So, master, what you mean is that I can become an immortal after I kill the other two aunts?" the invisible Zhao Zheng said.

"...It's the other two corpses, Shizhi, and..." Uncle Jiu curled his lips, but was interrupted by Zhao Zheng before he could finish his words.

"It's all the same, it's all the same!"

"...Also, it's not that you can become an immortal. It's just that after you kill...and cure the three corpses, you will have the possibility of becoming an immortal. Curing the three corpses is the key to becoming an immortal..." Uncle Jiu continued to explain.

Zhao Zheng's eyes widened when he heard this and he said: "I understand, cut three... Curing three corpses is a non-essential condition for becoming an immortal. After curing them, it will increase the chance of becoming an immortal, right?"

"...To some extent you are right!"

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched as he looked at the place beside him where only his voice could be heard but no one could be seen. The invisible Zhao Zheng asked strangely: "But why didn't I feel any changes in myself after I killed the blood aunt?"

"……have no idea!"

"???"

"I haven't cut it yet!"

"Oh... Ahem, hey, the villages and towns below are quite clean. There is no yin or ghost energy at all!"

Looking at Uncle Jiu's expression, Zhao Zheng coughed and looked at the villages below in surprise. Uncle Jiu took a look and said.

"There is nothing we can do, there is a Taoist priest in this place!"

"..."

Damn it,
My master can tell jokes!

Zhao Zheng had a strange expression, but he looked at Maoshan getting closer and closer in front of him, and thought about it. If there were ghosts near Maoshan, it wouldn't be a slap in the face. Thinking about it, he looked ahead and saw a mountain. ,

The mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, with verdant peaks, verdant trees, gurgling springs, and thick shade covering the sky. The palaces are well-proportioned. Although they are not as valuable as some temples, they are not much different.
In short, Zhao Zheng found the reason why his donation went to waste! Looking at the mountain ahead, or rather - Maoshan,
Jurong Maoshan!

Zhao Zheng asked in a low voice.

"Master, do you want to walk?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "Don't go to such trouble. There are so many pilgrims now that walking is not good. Let's just fly higher. However, you can take off your invisibility charm!"

"okay!"

"..."

Okay, don’t be afraid now!

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng, who immediately became invisible, and led the way speechlessly, but still said: "I have three palaces, six palaces, and seventy-two temples in Maoshan Mountain. Among them, the one where my master is located is the Fulu Palace..."

Uncle Jiu made the introduction, and after a while, the two of them arrived at the main peak of Maoshan Mountain and found an uninhabited place to land outside the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.
Zhao Zheng looked at the well-proportioned palace in front of him and the bricks and tiles, and said that he had donated less in the first place.
One box of small yellow croakers was too little. Maoshan was richer than he thought. He should have asked his master to bring a few more boxes of small yellow croakers, so maybe his Disha method would be donated!

Thinking about it, Zhao Zheng reached behind him and handed a half-meter-high big box to Uncle Jiu: "Master, here, remember later..."

Zhao Zheng coughed, put away the box, looked at Uncle Jiu's smiling face, and said expressionlessly: "I feel it's probably because I beheaded Blood Aunt before, and my Qing Aunt and Bai Aunt have continued to influence me. My thoughts!"

"hehe!"

By coincidence,

me too,
My three corpses even asked me to beat you up!
Uncle Jiu glared at Zhao Zheng, looked around and whispered, "Be honest," and then led the way.

Zhao Zheng followed obediently, and then realized what the second senior brother among the Seven Sons of Maoshan was. Wherever he passed along the way,
Just saying hello!

For example, right now, the two of them had just entered the gate of Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace. A group of Taoist priests ranging in age from their twenties to their sixties or seventies, after seeing Uncle Jiu, immediately shouted in surprise that the second senior brother was back.
The pilgrims who provoked Shangxiang looked surprised, and then Zhao Zheng was pushed aside, and he could only watch the group of Taoist priests surrounding Uncle Jiu!
"Second Senior Brother, when did you go up the mountain? I heard from Senior Uncle Chen that you spent time attracting three corpses. Is this true or false?"

"That's right, Second Senior Brother, have you learned the elixir method for curing three corpses? Don't forget me. When you were still on the mountain, I washed your socks!"

"Fart, you only washed your socks after losing a battle with your second senior brother. Second senior brother, don't forget me. In order to help you practice magic, I even cut off my master's beard!"

"And me, Second Senior Brother, don't forget that I helped you in the dark to put sacks on Senior Brother!"

"And me, second senior brother, don't forget who was in Cao's camp and in Han at the beginning. It was me. I took the risk of being beaten by senior brother and told you senior brother's plan in advance!"

"Ahem, don't slander me. I, Lin Jiuxing, sit upright, how could I instruct you to do such a thing!"

Uncle Jiu coughed with a red face and spoke righteously. Everyone nodded to show that they understood that Lin Fengjiao did this!
"..."

"..."

When Zhao Zheng saw something was wrong, he retreated silently, so as not to harm Chi Yu. He just pricked up his ears and continued to listen. After a few seconds,

Uncle Jiu smiled and pointed to the side hall and said to these junior brothers: "Come on, follow me in, and I will teach you the method of curing three corpses!"

"Ahem, Second Senior Brother, I still have something to do!"

"What, this pilgrim, you said you can't find the way, I will take you, I will take you, Second Senior Brother, we will talk later!"

"Ahem, Second Senior Brother, I suddenly remembered that I haven't finished planting the land in the back mountain yet. I should go farming!"

"Ahem, by the way, Second Senior Brother, you should go find Senior Brother Four Eyes. He just came with his apprentice yesterday, so I left first."

In an instant, the crowd dispersed like birds and beasts, and only a few younger Taoist priests remained among the dozen or so Taoist priests. Uncle Jiu's smile did not change.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to cure three corpses!"

After saying that, he walked towards the side hall. A few of the younger Taoist priests looked at each other and left silently. Only three Taoist priests were left. After a while, Uncle Jiu walked out of the side hall with a smile.

The three Taoist priests walked out of the side hall with their faces as normal as possible, holding their stomachs or eyes, but they felt that they were still too young.

Damn it, Zhi San Zhi, if you want to beat us up, just say so... Ahem, the three of them coughed: "Thank you, Second Senior Brother, for teaching us the Dharma!"

"Come on, you are still decades too early to cure three corpses with your little strength!" Uncle Jiu said calmly. The three Taoist priests looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"Second Senior Brother is right!"

"Well, but the completion of welcoming the ancestor's corpse this time was purely a fluke. I don't have any elixir to cure the three corpses. You guys should just stick to Gengshen!" Uncle Jiu said helplessly,
Seeing the three junior brothers nodding, Uncle Jiu was about to ask where Taoist Master Simu was when he realized that Zhao Zheng was missing.

"Huh? Where is my apprentice!"

Uncle Jiu looked around, and several junior brothers were startled. Uncle Jiu curled his lips and said, "That boy who walked with me just now!"

"Isn't this a pilgrim?"

"I thought it was some young master coming over!"

"Wait a minute, could it be that he is Second Senior Brother and your new disciple Zhao Zheng?" A Taoist priest asked, and the remaining two Taoist priests looked curious.

Without him, just because in their opinion, Zhao Zheng should be unable to practice Taoism. No, he should be dead long ago.

Uncle Jiu was too lazy to answer. He raised his thunderous fist and waved. He watched the junior brothers run away and began to search in the courtyard.

Finally, he saw Zhao Zheng surrounded by a dozen junior sisters and a dozen female junior nephews in the corner of the courtyard.
Take a few steps closer,

Just listen to the words of the group of junior sisters and nephews.

"Ah, you are Afeng's apprentice. You are so handsome. Come and show me to my uncle!"

"Just look at him, why are you rubbing his face so shamelessly?"

"What do you mean? I didn't even say what you said when you hugged him just now, which hurt my uncle, and you still talked about me!"

"Hey, uncles, please stop fighting!"

"No, are you serious?"

"You really didn't come first!"

"Azheng, are you okay? Come on, I'll take you away!"

"If you take him away, take him away. Why are you holding his hand..."

"That's right, Azheng, come here and I'll take you to fly a kite!"

Just as Uncle Jiu was about to step forward to see if Zhao Zheng had been harmed by Chi Yu, he found someone grabbing his arm and whispering.

"Master, let's go quickly..."

Zhao Zheng was still frightened. He felt that this place was too scary. Even though he was only surrounded just now, but before being surrounded,

He has gone through many dangers,

The general picture is as follows!

Zhao Zheng:)⊙)
Zhao Zheng:)⊙)
Zhao Zheng:)⊙)……

Especially when those female master uncles knew that he was Uncle Jiu's apprentice and was not yet married, they immediately said that I have a female apprentice. Zhao Zheng almost became a fish in the pond and became the owner of the fish pond.

"Let's go!"

Looking at the junior sisters and female senior nephews who were really fighting, Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched. He felt that the junior sisters and female senior nephews had changed too much. It was obvious that when he came last year...

Oh.
understood!

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng's face, which was still very good-looking even though he was showing panic... He was slightly silent, and in a daze,
He understood the reason why this group of junior sisters always loved to play with the junior brother who had nothing but a pale face and a bit of handsomeness.

"go!"

"oh oh!"

Zhao Zheng glanced at Uncle Jiu's suddenly serious eyes strangely, and his expression immediately became serious. After all, he would go to see him later...

"What? Master has gone into seclusion! I just went into seclusion! Master asked me to find the master?"

……

"What? The headmaster has also gone into seclusion! The headmaster asked me to find the third uncle?"

……

"What? The third uncle has also gone into seclusion? The third uncle asked me to go find the fourth uncle?"

…………

"What, the eighth uncle has also gone into seclusion. The eighth uncle asked me to go find the ninth uncle!"

Listening to the gatekeeper's words, Uncle Jiu was speechless. After being rejected seven times in a row, Zhao Zheng only felt that something was going on.

The same goes for Uncle Ninth, but he still took Zhao Zheng to find Uncle Ninth. He couldn't do it without looking for him. He was afraid that when he went to the ancestor's tomb in the back mountain of Sanmaofeng to welcome the ancestor's corpse, he would be beaten as a tomb robber.

Not long after,
In a palace,

Main hall.

Wearing a purple robe, with a childlike face and fair hair, the Ninth Uncle, or Taoist Daocheng, stood up from his futon, yawned, turned around and looked at Ninth Uncle strangely.

"Xiaofeng...ahem, Xiaojiu, have you offended your senior uncle and the others? No, if you had offended them, you should have been beaten long ago. What did you do?"

"……have no idea!"

Uncle Jiu said expressionlessly. Taoist Daocheng curled his lips and muttered something about a bunch of lazy guys, and then looked at the very honest-looking young man next to Uncle Jiu... a handsome young man.

"This is the apprentice I accepted last year..."

"Not bad, not bad. He looks very sophisticated like I did back then!" Taoist Daocheng smiled slightly until he saw Zhao Zheng's eyes... After a while, his smile disappeared.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, but when he couldn't rub it anymore, he endured the discomfort in his heart, looked at Zhao Zheng with a frown, and then looked at Uncle Jiu. After repeating this several times, he said to Uncle Jiu.

"Xiaojiu, is your apprentice a free-range animal?"

"???"

What do you mean?
Does the apprentice have a family?
Uncle Jiu's eyes were blank. Taoist Daocheng, who looked at Uncle Jiu's eyes, said with a strange look on his face: "No? It shouldn't be. He was not raised by you, so who taught him to open Dharma eyes like this? You also said... you are so stupid, you have old Taoist eyes." …”

Taoist Daocheng rubbed his eyes and squatted on the ground, cursing in his heart, not at Uncle Jiu and the other two, but at the seven guys in retreat.
He said that he was in seclusion by chance, and Ganqing was waiting for him here. He was bullying him because he had just finished the seclusion and was not well-informed, right?

"..."×2
Uncle Jiu looked silently at Uncle Ying Ming, who was rubbing his eyes, and then at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng, who had put his Dharma Eyes on standby, frowned slightly. He felt that Uncle Ying Ming was a little...

It's not that powerful. Why does he feel inferior to his master, Uncle Ninth? His master has never lost his temper like this.

……

Sanmaofeng,
back mountain,

On the way to the ancestor’s tomb,

Uncle Jiu walked in front alone, looking back from time to time to look at the old man and the young man chatting behind him. No, it was me who went to welcome the ancestor's corpse.
You shouldn't tell me what to pay attention to, why are you talking to my apprentice, who is welcoming the ancestor's corpse?
"It's nothing to pay attention to. They are all elders and I won't harm you. Maybe I'll get up and teach you some spells and magic weapons because I like you!" Taoist Daocheng said, looking up at Uncle Jiu in front of him.

"..."

"Yes, he's the one who knows his mind. I just learned it. I'll tell you, if you scold me, I'll beat you in front of your apprentice!" "..."

"Come on, Azheng, let's continue talking about hibernation. Don't worry, he understands and I won't use it on this junior. Don't worry."

"...it's on standby!"

"It's all the same, it's all the same. Come on, tell me how you control magic power!" Taoist Daocheng looked at Zhao Zheng with interest, and Zhao Zheng continued to explain his standby Dharma Eye.
After a while, Taoist Daocheng stared at Zhao Zheng with his brows furrowed, making Zhao Zheng wonder: "What's wrong?"

"……fine!"

"Master, have you learned it yet?"

"Of course... what are you looking at? What are you looking at? Why are you questioning the old way?" Taoist Daocheng pointed his nostrils at the person and showed displeasure. Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, he didn't dare to say,

He just felt in his heart that he shouldn't be able to learn it, it doesn't make sense, it's impossible, I have been carrying Huang Ting on my back since I was three years old.

I studied Xuanyin at the age of five... At the age of seven... Forget it, if you can't learn it, you can't learn it. Taoist Daocheng only felt that Zhao Zheng had a special physique.

Taoist Daocheng, who was too lazy to look at what was special, lost interest in talking and walked for a while before pointing to the stone tablet a hundred meters away.

"The ancestor's tomb has arrived!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Zheng looked forward and saw a stone tablet with the tomb of his ancestor a hundred meters in front of him, followed by graves. Not to mention cement, even tombs made of bricks were rare.
The main ones were all earthen bags, most of which had a stone monument, and some didn't even have a monument at all, which made Zhao Zheng frown slightly.

Seeing this, Taoist Daocheng stroked his beard and smiled: "Are you surprised? It's different from what you thought. You didn't expect that the so-called ancestor's tomb is actually a group of small mounds!"

"Yes, very surprised!"

"We are Taoist priests!"

"I understand, we don't cultivate the afterlife!"

"Yes, it's easy to understand. It's quite the seasoned demeanor I had back then!" Taoist Daocheng said with a smile. He turned around and blew his beard, glared at Uncle Jiu who stopped and said in disgust: "Why did you stop? Let's go. , Can’t we welcome the Patriarch?”

"..."

No,

Why do I feel like I am my disciple and grandson!

Uncle Jiu walked forward speechlessly. Taoist Daocheng regained his smile and looked at Zhao Zhengdao: "We don't cultivate the afterlife, so we don't pay that much attention to things after death. At the same time, we are not as particular as those bald... monks... "

"oh oh!"

"But don't underestimate these mounds. Maybe when you go back to the underworld and see the judge or something, you might be the ancestor of these graves!"

Taoist Daocheng smiled and stroked his beard and said: "Okay, don't think too much, I'm looking at your fate..." While talking about fate,
A golden light flashed in his eyes, until he saw the cauldron of luck above Zhao Zheng's head that suppressed all disasters.

And Zhao Zheng's lucky star was shining brightly, and he had the fortune to match the sky. He didn't survive. He just smiled and stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Zheng's... He took it back and said: "Practice hard, I think you will succeed." Immortal posture!”

"Master, you are overly flattering!"

"..."

Do not,
It's not a compliment at all,
Old Taoist, I am beginning to wonder which Wu in the sky you are... The unknown ancestor has been reincarnated, Taoist Daocheng complained in his heart,

As for whether it might not be the case, stop making trouble. Even Zhao Zheng, who has a ready-made fortune cauldron, has a fortune that doesn’t come down from the sky. Then he can... bury himself in the tomb of the ancestor. Thinking about it, he curiously said : "What's your name!"

"Zhao Zheng."

"Oh, what a good name, quite experienced... Wait, did you just say your name is Zhao Zheng?" Taoist Daocheng said with a twitching face.

"Correct!"

"..."

"Hey, Patriarch, please bring out the coffin..." Before Zhao Zheng could finish his words, he saw Taoist Daocheng carrying the coffin and jumping over the stone monument.

I found an empty seat in the ancestor's tomb, put down the coffin and lay down directly. The lid of the coffin closed and it sank directly into the ground.

"Xiao Feng, go out and talk to them. Tell them that I have enlightened my mind and decided to stay in seclusion in the tomb of the ancestor for a while!" As soon as the words were said, the coffin disappeared and the earth bags surged up.
Finally, a wooden tombstone popped up in front of the dirt bag, causing Zhao Zheng and Uncle Jiu to fall into silence for a long time.

"By the way, follow the road and go where there are footprints. Be careful not to step on your ancestor's grave!" Taoist Daocheng's voice rang out.

"...Okay!"×2
Uncle Jiu and the other two responded, Zhao Zheng felt... the situation in front of him was a bit absurd, only Uncle Jiu saw Zhao Zheng take a shortcut.

"Did Uncle Daocheng promise something else?"

"Ok?"

"No? Strange..."

Uncle Jiu's face was full of doubts, and then he opened his mouth to explain. As he explained, Zhao Zheng was slightly silent, "Okay, I dare to say that this master is still a man who must do what he says and what he does."

Just do whatever you say,
However, what did Taoist Daocheng promise just now?

Zhao Zheng was confused, but Uncle Jiu did not continue thinking. He just searched for the feeling in his heart and looked at the path to the ancestor's tomb in front of him.

"go!"

The two crossed the stone monument and entered the area of ​​the ancestor's tomb. As soon as they entered the ancestor's tomb, Zhao Zheng stopped with a frown, and Uncle Jiu said in confusion.

"what happened?"

"Something feels wrong!"

Zhao Zheng frowned and glanced around, opening his cuffs. When Dayang took the hand, his expression was strange, because he had figured out that his opportunity had come.

next moment,
Bang!Bang!bang...

The tombs exploded one after another, and streams of light of various colors exuding mysterious meanings flew out from the tombs. Magical weapons with strange styles soared into the sky, emitting golden, green, red and other different divine lights, showing the mysterious aura coming to him...

clang! clang! clang……

The magical weapons rising into the sky, emitting mysterious light, kept colliding, but in the blink of an eye, the other magical weapons returned to their respective piles.

With only a knife, a fly whisk and a Dharma flag, he suddenly came in front of his disciple Zhao Zheng. The corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched and he buried himself in Tao Cheng, looking like I knew it.

"..."×2+7
Damn it,
You really appreciate it.

Isn’t this just for coaxing children?

Headmaster... A certain group of seven Taoist priests who do not want to be named and are hiding in the dark. You look at me and I look at you, and you feel like you are seeing a ghost...

Oh no,

I saw the ancestor’s spirit appear.
As for the fight between the ancestors' magic weapons, they didn't know that they just came over, yes, they just came over.

Bang!Bang!bang...

The tomb was still exploding. Zhao Zheng's eyelids twitched slightly as he looked at an extra black spear and three balls emitting cyan light. He subconsciously looked at Uncle Jiu,
no other meaning,
Can I get these?
"...Take it, it's a gift from the elders, don't dare to refuse!"

Uncle Jiu, who had been squeezed behind Zhao Zheng for a long time, twitched his mouth and said, "Also, it's obviously him who is welcoming the ancestor's corpse today.
Why does it feel like Zhao Zheng is welcoming the corpse of his ancestor?
Hell,

Is this the opposite?

"Disciple Zhao Zheng thanks all the ancestors for the rewards. Disciple will definitely live up to my teachings in Maoshan, and will take it as his own duty to subjugate and eliminate demons..."

Zhao Zhengba cheered a lot and saluted respectfully. After the ceremony, he raised his head and saw another three-foot-three-inch long sword that was completely blood red.
Five magic weapons were suspended in front of him, and next to them were three light groups that had grown to the size of a fist. Zhao Zheng stretched out his right hand to touch them!
The magic weapon disappeared, the ball of light disappeared, and everything seemed to be calm again. Uncle Jiu looked at the magic weapon that disappeared as soon as Zhao Zheng touched it. After a long silence, he said: "The five magic weapons just now are all Yuan Shen magic weapons?"

"Yes!"

"Oh..."×1+1+7
"Not only that, I just discovered that there are many spells, formations, feng shui and magic weapons and elixirs in those three light balls!"

"Oh..."×1+1+7
"Hey, where did the sour smell come from? Who is so bold to have a picnic near the ancestor's tomb? Master, wait a minute, I will go there... Ahem, I smelled it wrong. Let's go, master, let's go to welcome the ancestor's corpse!" Zhao Zheng Looking at Uncle Jiu's expression, he changed his words.

"..."×1+1+7
This kid,
I really deserve a beating!

The seven people looked at each other. You looked at me and I looked at you. No one made a move. They all cursed the old fox in their hearts.
Then keep reading,
below,

The tomb of the ancestor.

"This should be it!"

Uncle Jiu looked for the induction and followed the path to a dirt bag. He wiped the dust on the tombstone and looked at the word "Xuan Shou" and confirmed.

"This is it, this is where your Patriarch Xuan Shou is buried!"

"Then what? Do we dig or do we?"

Zhao Zheng asked in a low voice. Although he felt that the ancestor should not die in the traditional sense, he felt that,

It shouldn’t jump out on its own!
"What do you think, how about you try to ask Patriarch Xuan Shou to come out on his own!" Uncle Jiu said expressionlessly, Zhao Zheng hesitated and said.

"Master, please come out, we are here to pick you up!"

"..."

Damn,
You kid can't understand the good words...

bang bang bang...

In an instant, dust was flying all over the sky. Uncle Jiu stared blankly at the corpses of his ancestors who were breaking out of the ground and lifting up their coffins.

No,

You, him, me...

Uncle Jiu looked at the corpse of Xuan Shou standing upright in front of him after it broke out of the ground and lifted up the coffin with an extremely dull expression.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he saw deep confusion and astonishment in the cloudy eyes of Xuan Shou's ancestor corpse.

Then, Xuan Shou's ancestor's corpse moved his head, looked around, then looked at him without moving, making him swallow and spit.
Turning his head to look at the corpses of his ancestors who were raising their coffins from all directions, Uncle Jiu fell into silence. No, I only want to invite one.

"..."×1+7
you……

The seven people who did not want to be named silently looked at the corpse of the ancestor who ignored them in the past, and then looked at it now...

Click...

Regardless of whether it was broken or not, I could tell by the look on Taoist Daocheng’s face in the coffin, he looked like it was indeed the case.

Zhao Zheng looked dumbfounded at the corpses of the ancestors who were still raising their coffins, and swallowed: "It's over, I seem to have gotten into trouble!"

"Shut up, you!"

Uncle Jiu glared at Zhao Zheng who spoke, and looked at the corpses of his ancestors who were still breaking out of the ground and lifting up their coffins.

His thoughts were spinning wildly, and then he heard a familiar voice, or rather, his master's voice in his ears: "Hurry up, let your disciple say please put the ancestor's corpse into the coffin!"

"Master!"

"Shut up, come on, do as I say!"

"oh oh!"

Uncle Jiu quickly asked Zhao Zheng to speak. As Zhao Zheng said something to invite the ancestors' corpses to be put into the coffins, the ancestors' corpses began to return to the coffins one after another.
At the end, the coffin was covered with soil, and everything was restored as before. Just when Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Zheng's voice sounded.

"Master, something is wrong..."

"Uh-huh!"

Uncle Jiu followed Zhao Zheng's line of sight and saw three ancestral corpses still standing upright in the distance, with no intention of being put into coffins, which made him subconsciously follow the connection and shout in his heart.

"Master, something is wrong..."

"……roll!"

"Oh……"

Uncle Jiu looked at the disconnection and looked at Zhao Zheng. He wanted to tell Zhao Zheng to get lost, but he wanted the three ancestors to lie down.

"How about you go and persuade me?"

"Don't go!"

Stop making trouble. Those three ancestral corpses are not easy to mess with at first glance. They are even more powerful than the aura exuded by Xuan Shou's ancestral corpse.
Only a fool...

Zhao Fool Zheng swallowed his foam and came to the corpses of the three ancestors. He looked at the graves and found that there was no monument. He saluted respectfully and said, "Please also invite the three ancestors to be buried in the coffin!"

There was no movement, but Zhao Zheng felt that the three words were a little vague, but the meaning expressed was very clear.
It probably means that you didn't ask us to leave after you called us out, and just put us in the coffin. Where do you want to put our face?
"..."

The corners of Zhao Zheng's mouth twitched and he subconsciously looked at Xuan Shou's corpse. No, give me some strength and suppress them...

squeak~
The sound of the board bending sounded, and Zhao Zheng watched silently as Patriarch Xuan Shou kept going down. In a daze, he saw three illusory figures grabbing Patriarch Xuan Shou and pressing him down. Understand, these three than Xuan Shou The ancestral corpse guard is even more powerful.
Eighty percent of it is still a higher-level ancestor!

Uncle Jiu was swallowing his saliva crazily. Zhao Zheng hesitated and said, "Master, why don't you go talk to the master and the headmaster and tell them that we have invited three more ancestor corpses this time..."

"..."

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly. Just when Zhao Zheng was about to speak, a green light flew over and a voice sounded.

"Ahem, let me and the Patriarch..."

Snapped--

After a crisp slap, the real headmaster spoke, and the real headmaster shut up. The real headmaster who fell next to Zhao Zheng covered his face in confusion and sluggishness.
A pair of old eyes stared wide open at the three ancestor corpses in front of him. No, what do you mean? I am the head teacher.
I am the head of Maoshan,
Do you believe it...

Snapped! Snapped--

“There are a lot of mosquitoes!”

The headmaster slapped his face twice with his hands expressionlessly. Zhao Zheng agreed expressionlessly: "That's quite a lot!"

"yes……"

Uncle Jiu swallowed his saliva and felt that the mosquito must have turned into a sperm, otherwise how could it have bitten the master's skin?
How could he break through the Yin Qi of the Patriarch's Tomb?

how come……

Forget it, don't think about it... Uncle Jiu looked at the master's smiling face and bowed his head honestly. The head master looked at Zhao Zheng who was looking down, and then at the three ancestor corpses in front of him!

"Let's invite us together. Staying here will take up space anyway..." Before the sound of gnashing teeth could be heard, the people had disappeared.
There was only the sound of a splash in the pond not far away. Looking at the sudden splash of water, Zhao Xiazi, who had given zero points, turned back silently.
He didn't see the incident where the headmaster fell from the sky unsteadily and fell into the pool. He only felt that there were ghosts in the corpses of the three ancestors. Thinking about this, he bowed respectfully and asked in a low voice.

"May I ask where the three patriarchs are employed?"

"..."×3+1
"..."×1+6+1
"...The ancestors have spirits, and so do the ancestors!"

Uncle Jiu had no choice but to speak, Zhao Zheng said oh oh, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly saluted to the ancestral corpse tombs in all directions.

"Zheng's current strength is low... When his strength improves in the future... he will definitely not let down the great love of many ancestors today, and will definitely come again to welcome them home!"

"Can you shut it up for me..."

"Good!"×…

"..."×1+1+7
Five of the seven people who did not want to be named looked at an old man in purple robe and the one who just came up from the pond.
They have no other meaning, just that you have really investigated this guy for dozens of lives, and there is no need for your own people to lie!

"Is there a possibility that I have really checked him for dozens of lives, and that I have not deceived my own people, and... Patriarch Sanmao said the same thing!" The purple-robed old Taoist He Gang just flew out of the pond. The one who conveyed the message silently!

Oh, I don't believe it! ×5
The five people looked at each other, and they felt that the leader's heart was dirty, and that the person in Fulu Palace was just protecting his shortcomings. The old man in purple robe and the guy who was using magic to dry his clothes looked at each other,
What a coincidence, ×2
I don’t even believe in myself anymore, ×2
However, everything I said is true! ×2
below,

Uncle Jiu looked blankly as he listened to the sounds coming from all directions. He swallowed, took deep breaths several times, tried hard to calm down and said, "Let's go, take the ancestor's corpse back to the mountain!"

"……OK!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the three ancestral corpses and thought about how to take the three ancestral corpses away. Only Uncle Jiu was confused about the pot!
After a while, Uncle Jiu, who found the pot in the grave, tied the rope around the ancestor's body behind him, put the pot away and put it into the storage bracelet, and looked silently at Zhao Zheng, who was holding three coffins on his shoulders.

"No, you..."

"I think if I tie these three ancestors like this, they might cheat and tie me like this!"

Zhao Zheng said expressionlessly, it's not that he never thought of using a rope, but the rope broke as soon as he took it out, and there was nothing he could do.
Uncle Jiu was silent for a while and looked at the three coffins that Zhao Zheng was carrying: "Let's go back to our Fulu Palace to place these four ancestors..."

"it is good!"

……

main peak,

Fulu Hall,
After Uncle Jiu and his two men had placed the four ancestral corpses and left the side hall, Uncle Jiu looked at the fellow juniors who were greeting them and introduced them to Zhao Zheng.

"This is your Senior Uncle Lin, and this is also your Senior Uncle Lin. By the way, this is you too..." Uncle Jiu introduced the junior brothers to Zhao Zheng.

"Needless to say, this is also Senior Uncle Lin!"

"No, this is your Uncle Ao!"

Uncle Jiu spoke expressionlessly, and Zhao Zheng looked at the dozen or so uncles in front of him with a slightly stiff smile who looked similar to Uncle Jiu by as much as three or four, or as little as one or two!

Well, these are Uncle Jiu’s family!
"No wonder Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai told me that the Lin family occupies half of Maoshan!" Zhao Zheng complained crazily in his heart,
After getting to know dozens of uncles with the surname Lin, Ao, and other surnames, Zhao Zheng understood the composition of Fulu Hall.
No, it should be said that the composition of Maoshan is that the Lin family of Uncle Jiu’s family accounts for 30%, and the remaining 30% are Mao surnames, followed by other surnames. There are many people in the family of Master Bo Shijian.
But when it comes to the large number of people,

Can only be ranked third!

After a pleasant exchange, or rather, the good-looking Uncle Jiu laughed and talked about what happened to welcome the ancestor’s corpse to gain face,

After a while, an hour later, it started to get dark, and everyone dispersed one after another. At the same time, Uncle Jiu was invited to stay until he got drunk at night. Uncle Jiu smiled and said,

Then he looked at Zhao Zheng and said, "There are still many of your master uncles who are not here. I will introduce them to you when I return as my master!"

"it is good!"

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my master!"

Uncle Jiu said with a smile. After a while, the two of them walked to a closed palace. As they approached, a cold voice sounded.

"roll!"

"Oh……"

Uncle Jiu was silent for a while, looked at Zhao Zheng who bowed his head obediently, said oh, bowed respectfully, and said goodbye, master. Zhao Zheng followed the same example and said goodbye, master.

After staying far away from the palace, Zhao Zhengcai looked at Uncle Jiu with a strange expression. He just felt that Uncle Jiu's master was not as good as his master.

"Follow me, I will take you to meet your uncles from the other five halls!" Uncle Jiu said with a normal expression.

"it is good!"

really,

Uncle Jiu’s master is not as good as my master...

The two walked towards the outside of Fulu Palace. As soon as they walked out of the door of Fulu Palace, Zhao Zheng paused in his steps, frowned slightly and looked at the bald man in front of him who didn't look like a good man.
It's a pity that the times are not right, otherwise Zhao Zheng would have to shout "Senior Huang Feihong, run away". Duan Yanqing, who was renamed Ma Ning'er, was carrying the sword of the Blood Knife Sect, and he was also driving the iron chariot with the leader of the Ax Gang, Brother Chen, and three of his subordinates. Coming to sneak attack you...

(End of this chapter)