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

Chapter 50: What does it mean to be sensible!

"...He died the day before yesterday, but Mr. Feng Shui used a trick to deceive the Yin, and he was able to stay in the Yang world..."

Before Uncle Jiu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Taoist Priest Simu: "Not only did I deceive the underworld, but after we checked, we found..."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's expressionless expression, Taoist Master Simu coughed twice and said, "Ahem, senior brother, it's up to you to speak!"

Uncle Jiu glanced sideways at the Taoist Priest and then said to Zhao Zheng, "The other party also used a soul-burning and soul-burning technique to increase his strength!"

"A magic that disintegrates demons?"

Zhao Zheng asked curiously, and Uncle Jiu, who had read the novel, nodded: "Yes, and the spell used by Mr. Feng Shui is very domineering and vicious. Not to mention that you can escape death with this method, and you can easily burn your soul if you are not careful..."

"And once this method is performed, even if you cancel it immediately, your soul will be damaged and your body will be seriously injured. This is still minor. In severe cases, your soul will be scattered, and your body and soul will be destroyed. It is common!"

Speaking, Uncle Jiu paused and said: "This is also the reason why Mr. Feng Shui can cast spells to control so many people, and also has the ability to use Qimen to control zombies. Otherwise, just because he has the same level of cultivation as your uncle, he is a millionaire." You can't do it like last night."

"..."

No, what does it mean to be like me and have a high level of cultivation... OK... If you have a high level of cultivation, then you are awesome, right?

Taoist Priest Four Eyes complained silently in his heart. Zhao Zheng thought for a while and asked curiously: "Such a cruel spell? There must be a reason for him to do this, and I don't think he is seeking death!"

Looking at the actions taken by Mr. Feng Shui and his son, it can be said that they were purposeful and planned, that is, he prepared enough, otherwise, Ren Fa would probably die in the end.

"That's the reason!"

With that said, Uncle Jiu took out a bloody and rotten letter and handed it to Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng took it and looked at it, raising his eyebrows slightly.

The letter paper was yellowed and looked old, but the content of the letter was simple, directly clarifying the reason why Mr. Feng Shui was so excited.

To sum it up in twelve words, time is running out, the deadline is approaching, I will no longer be a human being! Also, the Ren family has a special bloodline.

"Go aside, what are you looking at!"

Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng, who was approaching silently, and waved his hands in disgust. Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes helplessly, walked to the side of the stone table, picked up the fruit, and started to chew on it.

"Can people really take over zombies?"

Zhao Zheng asked curiously, and Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Logically speaking, it's not possible. I haven't heard of any company that has a way to seize zombies!"

"Besides, we haven't found the deadlock-rebirth method mentioned in the letter on Mr. Feng Shui and his son, so it's hard to tell whether it's true or false!" Taoist Master Four Eyes said with a slight frown.

"So, what's so special about my uncle's bloodline?" Zhao Zheng asked curiously, and began to understand why Mr. Feng Shui and his son did not appear in the original work.

"Because of the extra me, Mr. Feng Shui successfully performed this method? Or maybe Mr. Feng Shui actually never deceived the ghost..."

The more Zhao Zheng thought about it, the greater the possibility became. Only in this way can he explain why Mr. Feng Shui and his son were not included in the original work.

Mr. Feng Shui died. When Mr. Feng Shui's son saw Ren Fa being bitten to death by Ren Weiyong, he felt that his revenge had been taken and went home.

As for why he thought so, it was because he thought of the balance between righteousness and demonic energy in an anime.

Of course, maybe his appearance caused a series of changes such as the butterfly effect. After all, this is the real world now.

"I don't know!"×2

Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Four Eyes shook their heads. Forgive them for their blindness. They really didn't notice anything special about Ren Fajia's bloodline.

It's not that they didn't check Ren Fa's body, but unfortunately they couldn't find anything. As for the letter, it mentioned that the blood of the Ren family was special, but they didn't specify what was special about it.

Zhao Zheng nodded and looked at the yellow letter in his hand with the words "Mudao" written next to the letter's author, his eyes showing curiosity.

"Okay, but who wrote the letter?"

"Never heard of it..."×2

The two shook their heads and said, seeing Zhao Zheng's slightly frowning, Uncle Jiu said to comfort him: "Don't worry, I believe you have read it. This Taoist is just repaying the old favor of Mr. Feng Shui. There is no relationship between them." How much communication…”

"Ok!"

Seeing Zhao Zheng nodding, Uncle Jiu changed the topic and asked curiously: "What happened last night? Your Qimen has obviously been opened, but why didn't you escape Mr. Feng Shui's thunder?"

At the same time, Uncle Jiu was also glad that what Mr. Feng Shui practiced was palm thunder, not the thunder method like the lightning running thunder fist practiced by his senior brother, nor the five thunder method of Shenxiao sect.

It's not the Yin Five Thunder and Yang Five Thunder methods of Longhu Mountain. Otherwise, if it wasn't today next year, he would have to visit the grave.

"One step too late!"

Zhao Zheng spoke, Taoist Master Simu nodded, taking it for granted that Qi Men was difficult to learn and master, and Zhao Zheng's ability to learn Qi Men was considered a genius in his eyes.

Only Uncle Jiu glanced at Zhao Zheng with a scrutinizing look. Others would look down on Thaksin when opening a strange door, but would Zhao Zheng be slow?

Ha ha!

He doesn't believe it!

"What a slow step!"

Zhao Zheng spoke, he definitely didn't wander because he felt that Uncle Jiu and Daochang Simu were there. How could it be possible? He is not that stupid!

Okay, he is stupid!

He deliberately wanted to test the power of thunder because he felt that Uncle Jiu and Taoist Master Four Eyes could protect him from death.

See if you can figure out anything!

The result was very good. He really realized that it was better not to resist the lightning method for nothing, even if it was just the thunder in the palm, it was quite powerful.

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"By the way, when you invited the gods last night, why did you invite them without opening the altar?" Taoist Priest Simu threw out the doubts in his mind.

He asked himself that his level of magic was high enough, but before he could invite the gods in the sky, he had to open an altar and place offerings first.

of course,

He asked the Patriarch not to go to such trouble!

Hearing Uncle Jiu silently reciting the Huangting Sutra, Zhao Zheng said with confusion on his face: "Uncle Master, the magic technique you taught me didn't say that an altar must be opened!"

"..."

Come here

Let me ask you, will you eat later?

Taoist Master Simu took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and continued: "Aren't you afraid that because you didn't open an altar to make offerings, you won't be able to invite those gods to possess you next time?"

"Don't be afraid, I've already made up for it..."

Zhao Zheng pointed at the Dharma Hall, paused and said: "It's still the kind that can be replenished thirty times. You won't be unable to invite them!"

"..."

Is this okay?

Taoist Priest Simu looked at Zhao Zheng in confusion. He didn't quite understand what Zhao Zheng was doing. He owed it today and would make up for it tomorrow.

One supplement is thirty times the amount!

"In other words, I was invited..."

Taoist Priest Simu was silent and looked at Zhao Zheng with extremely complex eyes. He had no other meaning. He just felt that this boy was extraordinarily sensible!

People are very sensible,

The approach is also reasonable,

However, there is something unspeakably wrong...

"How about I try back..."

Taoist Priest Simu paused in thought and recalled seeing the numerous statues of immortals and gods whose faces were obscured by incense in the memorial hall of Zhao Zheng's home, as well as the tributes on the offering table that were changed every day. He felt that it was unnecessary. tried,

It’s not that he can’t afford to try, it’s just that there’s no need to try. It’s not because he cares about money and is reluctant to part with it. How could it be possible? He’s not that kind of person!

"Okay, have a good rest!"

Looking at the four-eyed Taoist priest who was deep in thought, Uncle Jiu coughed and spoke to Zhao Zheng. He looked at Qiu Sheng who was chewing some fruit and said, "Qiu Sheng, let's go and see how the Yizhuang is being built!"

"Okay, Master!"

Speaking of the Yi Zhuang that was being rebuilt, Qiu Sheng became more energetic, especially when he thought that the money was not provided by his master, but by Ren Fa and Zhao's father.

"Hey, I have lived in Yizhuang for such a long time, and suddenly it burned down and was rebuilt. Let Fa and the others say they want to build a rockery and pond. I don't know if I will be able to live there in the future!"

Uncle Jiu glanced at Taoist Priest Simu a little worriedly, while Qiu Sheng said cheerfully: "I'll definitely get used to it!"

"Hey, I hope!"

"..."

Taoist Priest Simu had no expression on his face, and he was cursing in his heart. If he hadn't been afraid that Uncle Jiu would kneel down and beg for forgiveness from his master,

He has long...

Forget it, I can bear it!

Looking at Zhao Zheng and thinking about Jia Le, the guilt that had appeared in Taoist Priest Simu's heart disappeared and he immediately decided not to give the clothes to Jia Le.

no other meaning,

He also wants a new house given by his apprentice!

As for what Qiu Sheng said about the accidental fire in Yizhuang, just listen to it. If you really believe it, then you will be more talented than a literary scholar.

Wencai:......

Taoist Priest Four Eyes: Huh?

Wen Cai: ...haha

Taoist Priest Four Eyes: Something is wrong!

Not mentioning that Wencai continued to jump on the glutinous rice with a grimace, Taoist Priest Simu raised his head and glanced at Wencai before entering the guest room to rest.

Zhao Zheng silently picked up the small pebbles on the ground and threw them down. He looked at the divination and made sure that nothing was going on in the near future. He recited the system silently.

Bloody fonts crossed the composition panel...

(End of this chapter)