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

Ok.

Big dog!

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Chapter 87

The old master is gone.

It's not that I went to the underworld to meet the ancestors of Maoshan, but Zhang Huaiyi, a little boy who was reluctant to part with him, went to Longhu Mountain.

It was the one with a strange face who left after eating the meat dumplings with added sugar. He didn't shy away from meat dumplings, as long as he had the Tao in his heart, he was a good Taoist priest.

It's just meat dumplings with sugar, isn't it a bit too much?

I don't know what the old Tianshi and Uncle Jiu were pying in the room.

Anyway, Russell looked at Uncle Jiu smiling brightly like a chrysanthemum, with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune.

Uncle Jiu was walking in the yard, looking left and right, now he is a very rich man, not the rich man holding his apprentice's wife.

The old heavenly master is generous, those incense copper coins are worth one by one, they are all precious small five emperor coins, big five emperor coins, if they are sold as antiques, one of them can be worth a small yellow croaker.

If it is sold as a magic weapon to cultivators, a large yellow croaker can be worth as much as one piece, and if you meet a wealthy family, the price will increase even more.

This is much more useful than talisman paper. The talisman paper has limited mana, and a copper coin can be passed on for hundreds of years without being invaded by ghosts and evil, and it may even change the luck of the owner.

Moreover, antiques are more valuable the longer they last, so there is no problem in treating this copper coin as a family heirloom.

Naturally, Uncle Nine would not sell it. This copper coin is much more precious than a hundred-year-old lightning strike wood. How could it be possible to sell a good magic weapon?

"Junior Brother Simu should change the sword in his hand, I think his sword is old."

Uncle Jiu calculated in his mind that it would not be too much to collect ten large yellow croakers from his junior for a set of five emperors' copper coins.

It is estimated that the junior brother was moved and cried bitterly, hugged his thigh, and called out, senior brother, junior brother loves you to death!

Uncle Jiu pinched his fingers again and calculated, this copper coin can hold four swords, one for himself, one for Simu Junior Brother, one for Qianhe Junior Brother, and one for Luo Su.

Just right.

As for literary talent, Qiu Sheng?

When Uncle Jiu thought of the two of them, he became angry, and when he thought of the playful eyes of the old master yesterday, his cultivation had not improved at all for five years.

What five emperors copper coin sword!

Uncle Jiu snorted twice, and finally decided to dig out two five emperor coins from his own sword and make two copper coin swords for his two apprentices.

As a Taoist priest without copper coins, isn't this throwing away his ninth uncle?

Uncle Jiu endured the heartache and comforted himself. Anyway, this copper coin was also brought by the flood, and it was worthless, worthless. . . .

He continued to look at the courtyard, counting the time, Simu hadn't come for a month, and it was estimated that he would come soon.

At that time, ten large yellow croakers will be available!

This place is a bit empty, we need to build a small garden and plant some flowers and plants.

Why is there so much grass in this place?

No, no, no, we need to plant some bamboo and build a gazebo. It needs to be more grand.

Why is it so dark in the room?

No, no, lighting a kerosene lamp is not good for your health, so you must replace it with a large chandelier, which is magnificent.

The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the happier he was, and he walked a lot more briskly, and Wen Cai who was watching him couldn't help but mutter.

"Little brother, is the master bewitched?"

Russell nodded seriously, "That's right, something is wrong, it must be possessed by a demon, I guess it's a ghost."

Money ghost upper body!

Wencai became anxious when he heard this, "Otherwise, I'll take a mahogany sword and stab it, and I won't let Master get into trouble!"

"cough!"

Uncle Jiu coughed lightly, looked at Russell with unfriendly eyes, erratic, and looked at Russell's little butt from time to time.

Wen Cai fell silent immediately, he was familiar with this master, it was definitely him, his eyes were still wretched.

"Russell, come here!"

Uncle Jiu beckoned, "Before leaving, the old heavenly master left you a meeting gift."

"Really?" Russell regained his spirit immediately. He originally thought that the old celestial master was a cheapskate and left nothing behind!

He also rubbed three meat dumplings for nothing.

Russell kept this incident in his heart, he couldn't beat the old master now, so he decided to record this incident on his apprentice Zhang Zhiwei, and teach him a good lesson in the future.

As soon as he heard that the old heavenly master had left a gift, Russell immediately put this plan behind him. How could Russell be so narrow-minded?

Uncle Jiu nodded, and took out a book from his pocket, "This is a book copied by the old master last night. You must study hard, and you are not allowed to pass it on to anyone, including me, Master!"

He narrowed his eyes, and was extremely surprised in his heart, even though he hadn't read the contents of the book, he saw the name on the book.

This is one of Longhushan's unique skills, and non-true disciples will not pass it on.

Uncle Jiu didn't expect that the old master would spend so much money and make such a decision that violated the rules of his ancestors.

The old celestial master is also domineering, he is the current celestial master, and he will inherit the celestial master's seal after returning, and he will be in charge of the entire Longhu Mountain. What he said at that time was the rule of his ancestors.

What kind of secret technique should not be passed on to the outside world, little Russell is my old godson, and the godson is similar to my own son, so passing it on to my own son is not considered a rumor!

Uncle Jiu originally refused, but considering that Luo Su would go to Maoshan three years later, although the elders would not do anything to him, it was inevitable that there would be some peers who were ten years older than him.

Although Master Uncle was young and unknown to Luo Su, there were many disciples in Maoshan, so it was impossible for him to be too partial.

Learning more secret skills will improve Russell's strength.

Most of Uncle Jiu's studies are spells, and there are really not many real Maoshan secret arts. Who would have thought that he had such a monstrous apprentice?

The old celestial master is betting, he is betting that Luo Su's future is limitless, and he will repay his kindness. If there is a catastrophe in Longhu Mountain, a Maoshan celestial master will help, that will be the effect.

Uncle Nine is also betting that Russell has outstanding talent and will definitely go out to travel around the world in the future. Although there are many disciples in Maoshan, there are still some places that cannot be taken care of.

With one more identity of Longhushan, the benefits are self-evident.

Luo Su curiously took the book in Uncle Jiu's hand, only to see several large characters written on it.

"Five Thunders: The Five Thunders of Yang"

"Let the heart, lung and two qi out of the five qi in the body ascend, and the qi body is in the shape of a pure white electric arc, clear and flexible, dignified and enlightened, open and close, fierce and fierce, dazzling, dry and hot.

Remember, you need to start with a perfect body, and only after you have practiced can you break your body.

Remember, mana works too, and the higher the mana, the more powerful it is. "

The corner of Russell's mouth twitched a little, why do you feel that this is King Kong not bad boy skill?

Seeing his expression, Uncle Jiu knew what he was thinking, so he rubbed his little head angrily, "You are so young, what are you thinking, with your talent, you will be able to achieve success in five years!"

"Ok!"

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Li Si is a coachman who usually helps people transport goods, but today the car overturned on the road, so he had no choice but to come back first.

Before entering the house, and seeing the lights in the house, my heart trembled, thinking of the gossip I heard recently.

He quietly put his ear to the door.

"what!"

"Officer, take it easy."

"Who made your rabbit big, um."

"what!"

"How am I compared to your husband?"

"I hate it!"

"Ah! Ah!"

"Officer, be gentle."

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Chapter 88

"What a big fire!"

"Yes, yes!"

Early in the morning, the streets were full of spectators.

In the middle of the night, the coachman Li Er's house was flooded with water. For some reason, the fire was so intense that it instantly connected the whole house.

The neighbors around cursed and took water and started to put out the fire, but most of them just joined in the fun and watched.

Some of them had playful eyes, some frowned, some showed sarcasm, and few were sympathetic.

Who let this Li Er marry a good-looking woman?

No matter if you are a strong man or a young man, whether you have a family or no family, you will walk here unintentionally every day.

The purpose is to take a look at that woman, although she is not as beautiful as a fairy, but she has a flirt in her bones, a rabbit with big round buttocks, just looking at it makes her greedy.

On weekdays, she is bold and trendy in her clothes, and her gestures and gestures are charming, which has attracted countless men to walk with their waists bent.

But there are not many people who really catch up to taste the grass on the side of the nest.

Everyone who lives in this street knows that the woman's husband Li Er is notoriously stupid, the kind who dares to fight you with a kitchen knife for a disagreement.

For the sake of a one-night affair, I always felt that it was not worth it to share my dick.

Men are always duplicity, they can't get what they want, they always talk about flamboyance, they are all men of the dealer, how can the woman like it, they don't even pay attention to it on weekdays.

If you can't get it, you will feel sour in your heart.