I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

"Hey, Master, you don't know how much Uncle Master has gone too far recently!"

Just when Russell complained about the recent behavior of Simu to Uncle Jiu, he turned his head thoughtfully, and slowly pointed a finger in the air.

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger!"

A huge finger appeared in the sky, crossed the Yangtze River like Mount Tai pressing down on top, swept across the sky, and pressed down heavily.

The huge roar was mixed with faint and inaudible wailing, which could not dissipate for a long time.

Russell tapped his ears with his fingers, "Master, where did you just say?"

Chapter 211 The Coffin at the Bottom of the Yangtze River

"alright!"

Seeing Russell's aggrieved chatter, Uncle Jiu smiled, thinking that he had a lot of experience in this matter.

Back then when he took Luo Su as his apprentice, he treated him wholeheartedly as a treasure.

She cared for him so much that she wished she could pick off the stars from the sky and give them to him, and she also asked her brothers to pick a lot of herbs to prolong his life.

At that time, everyone was very surprised that with this physique, they could survive without knowing how much money they had spent.

Uncle Jiu was very concerned about Luo Su, causing Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were still young at the time, to be full of grievances.

He is also the master's apprentice, why is the little junior so cared for?

Later, Uncle Jiu thought of a way to solve this problem perfectly, that is, to care about the two apprentices and let them study Taoism well.

Seeing the thick Maoshan charms and various Feng Shui tips, Qiusheng and Wencai cried in fright.

From then on, he never said anything about Uncle Nine's preference for little Russell.

At that time, there was another one competing for favor, and that was Xiao Hei raised by Uncle Jiu. At that time, he was very precious, and it was an angry-eyed chicken given by an old friend in Xiangxi.

Vitality and blood are strong, one can beat several, which made Uncle Jiu very happy at that time.

He raised her with herbs every day, and over time, he became human and gradually turned into a half-demon.

But since Russell came, Xiao Hei's treatment has plummeted, bullying Russell every day, not daring to hit him directly, but making dirty tricks behind his back.

One night, he ran into Russell's bed, kicked little Russell out, and occupied the bed by himself.

Little Russell was so cold that he cried, tears streaming down his face, and Uncle Jiu was out of breath.

Picking up the kitchen knife, he made 39 chicken heads in front of Xiao Hei. Since then, that naughty thing has become much more honest.

No matter how bullying little Russell was, he didn't dare to say a word of Gu.

Thinking of the past, Uncle Nine couldn't help laughing, "Okay, little Russell, isn't it a good thing for your uncle to find his daughter? Maybe he got acquainted and became your wife!"

"Humph!"

Russell smiled contemptuously, he had seen through that girl, she was awkward with her four eyes, she didn't say a word every day, she was very cold.

How do you say something?

The sand sculpture's character cannot be hidden, as soon as she looked away, the girl completely exposed her sand sculpture's nature.

Sand sculptures are just sand sculptures, but they are still a three-no product, with no buttocks, breasts, and long legs, and they are not as beautiful as his paper figurine wife.

Russell's requirements are not high, half the size of Tsunade is enough, and the pillow is comfortable.

"Okay."

Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, pondered for a while, and changed the subject, "That was the Heavenly Finger of the Prisoner of the Wilderness that you were talking about just now?"

Mentioning this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Just now, he really believed little Russell's nonsense.

Randomly comprehend a Taoism, the power is not very strong, and it is useless.

If he hadn't just seen it with his own eyes, Uncle Jiu would have believed it.

This finger is like a landslide, do you think it is not powerful?

Uncle Jiu looked at his legs sitting cross-legged, feeling a little helpless in his heart, why did he still practice diligently.

Originally, I thought that two years later, I would do a match with senior brother Shi Jian, to prevent him from going up the mountain, and not to let him make trouble.

Looking at it now, let alone two years later, even if Shi Jian came now, Russell just pressed down with his finger.

Shi Jian: ...

Graduate.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help covering his face with his hands. It seemed that it was right to let Russell go out to take risks. With such a monstrous apprentice, the pressure on him as a master was really great.

"So-so."

Russell scratched his head, he is really not Versailles, compared to his three cards, he is really nothing.

Especially the upper body of the patriarch is really happy, and there is a feeling of invincibility in the transformation of a super Saiyan.

Of course, it's Sun Wukong's, not Beijita's.

Uncle Nine:  …

"Ugh."

Uncle Jiu insisted on his majesty, "Go and see what happened just now, you have to be perfect in everything you do, don't be like before, leave mistakes, and it's too late to regret."

"it is good."

Russell nodded, thinking of what he had done before, he wanted to do good things, but he didn't think carefully, which caused regret in his heart.

"Stop talking, my stomach hurts, I'm going to the latrine, and I'm dead."

Before Luo Su could say anything, Uncle Nine hung up immediately, and the paper figurine immediately became stiff.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, then slowly saw the roasted whole lamb in the room, touched his stomach with his hands, and gritted his teeth fiercely.

"I don't believe I can't eat it. If little Russell catches up, ah!"

Although the blue is better than the blue, and the apprentice surpasses the master is a kind of pride, but when Uncle Jiu thinks that little Russell is only nine years old this year...

"I'll eat, eat, eat, I must break through to the second level before little Russell comes back!"

Uncle Jiu took a bite of the leg of lamb viciously, and his eyes could not help but wander to Xiao Hei who was cheering happily in the yard.

Since the little devil left, this guy is very proud and unrestrained every day.

"I just don't know how it tastes." Uncle Jiu muttered in a low voice, while Xiao Hei in the yard suddenly raised his head, felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and looked around vigilantly.

Ok?

this strange feeling...

The little bastard is back? ? ?

……

"How do you feel that the master is a bit weird recently?"

Russell slowly stuffed the paper figurine into his arms, turned over, jumped over the railing, and fell straight down.

The Yangtze River was rolling under his feet, but he seemed to be stepping on the ground, walking towards the little black spot in the distance step by step.

It was a small boat, a strange boat, with pointed ends and strange things carved on it.

I do not quite understand.

And beside the boat, there was a swollen corpse floating. Russell frowned, then turned his head nonchalantly.

He couldn't accept this kind of situation before, but after seeing a lot on the Yangtze River, he got used to it.

The road is frozen to death, this is not a joke, but a real thing.

There are still dense black hair floating on the river surface, black and long, it looks like a water ghost, not a water monkey.

GG was hit directly by Russell's far finger just now, and he didn't even say a word of cruelty or a word of begging for mercy.

"Dragon King, God Immortal."

Father Chen reacted very quickly, he knelt down and worshiped. Just now, the water ghost's hand held his ankle, which frightened him into a fool.

It is a common thing for corpse hunters to meet ghosts. Father Chen has met them several times before, but never as close as today.

Most of them were floating in the river, staring at him under the water, and Father Chen didn't care, he had a stick for picking up corpses in his hand, with one stick down, the ghosts retreated.

But today he was almost frightened. Once he was pulled into the water, even the gods could not save him.

But a giant finger from the sky in the distance beat the female ghost into dust in an instant, and the little doll came along the river again.

Isn't that what a fairy is?

Call me a fairy, I'm sure you're right!

Father Chen knelt quickly, but the face of Old Chen behind him became strange, because he knew Russell.

A doll that sees a crow wanting to eat and sticks out its tongue to lick a spell is different from the imaginary fairy, not to mention exactly the same, it is simply the gap between heaven and earth!

Russell's complexion was even weirder at this time. It was really bad luck to fight with old Chen, and his luck was also very good.

I met ghosts several times, and was even turned into a red-haired old monster with the technique of nightmare, and was smoked for several days as a water monkey.

Two or three times it was Russell who frightened him away.

He is lucky, but he has encountered ghosts three or four times. If Russell hadn't arrived today, he would probably be belching like this old man.

Let's say he was unlucky. After meeting so many ghosts, he just couldn't die.

With a light wave of his hand, old man Chen was slowly lifted up. Saving a life and kneeling down should not be too much.

"long time no see!"

Russell looked at Old Chen with a smile. This person still had a fate with him.

Old Chen swallowed for a while, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "It's been a long time since I've seen Mr. Daoist, I don't know where Uncle Jiu is, so I'll go and thank you."

At this moment, he still didn't believe that the one finger just now was pressed by Russell, and he thought it was pressed by Uncle Jiu.

Old Chen sighed in his heart, the upper third class is really the upper third class, compared with their corpse hunters, there is simply a gap between heaven and earth.

The corpse hunter was frightened half to death when he saw the ghost, but when the ghost saw the Taoist priest, it was just like the old Mr. Chen meeting Mr. Chen.

Old Chen's eyes widened at the side, looking at Old Chen who was chatting with Little Russell, his eyes couldn't help bursting with joy.