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

"Then keep it, grandpa will leave it to you, father will leave it to Russell."

Uncle Jiu firmly clenched the token with his right hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is a selfish person after all!

His four eyes were full of joy, but he always felt that what Uncle Jiu said was a bit weird, but he didn't think too much about it.

I have a bronze armor corpse, my youth is back!

Suddenly four eyes thought of another question, and he asked suspiciously, "Senior brother, is it a little bit for little Russell to give the silver-armored corpse?"

He didn't have any other intentions, but felt a little strange that little Russell was a disciple of his senior brother, and he had already walked a path to reach the sky along the paper figurine.

I also learned the talismans of my elder brother, the Yang Wulei of the old celestial master, and the Liuding Liujia protection spell of my uncle, and my future is boundless.

The little nephew with the silver-armored corpse felt a little strange in his four eyes.

As long as the little nephew walks step by step, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a Daoist real person, and even a celestial master dares to imagine it.

The four eyes understand the truth, he doesn't believe that his senior brother will not think carefully.

"Time is too tight!"

A light flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes, "As long as Luo Su is given 30 years, no, in 10 years, he will definitely be able to surpass everyone in Wai Mao, and maybe he can enter the paradise of Nei Mao to practice."

Whether it's 30 years or 10 years, it's not too little for people like them who practice the Tao.

It is not a problem to live a hundred and fifty years after cultivating to the realm of a master, and you can continue to practice even if you die.

Simu couldn't help turning his head to the side, comparing himself with others, he was so angry, he has practiced for so many years, and he was almost overtaken by his nephew, I'm afraid those geniuses in Neimao are nothing more than that!

Ugh!

The four eyes couldn't help but the nose was sore, the gap between people is sometimes bigger than the gap between humans and dogs.

"Uncle Master has spoken." Uncle Jiu continued, "As long as Russell can enter Shangqingdong in three years, he will help find a position."

There was a sly look in his eyes, "Master uncle didn't say that we are the helpers of the elders."

Although the other elders will help, but there is no such cruelty as the silver-armored corpse, this thing is hard to come by.

"Which position?"

His four eyes widened, and he just asked the question, and realized something in an instant. Most people who practice Taoism disdain the positions in the mortal world.

It is true that it is easy to practice among the six doors, but under the overturned nest, there are still eggs, and now it is extremely chaotic, which Taoist would dare to seep into this muddy water.

There's only one position left!

Hell!

Four Eyes couldn't help but gasp, Master Uncle made a move, and promised himself, the official position must be not small.

Moreover, to enter Shangqing Cave, at least one must penetrate Wai Mao, the lowest level is the fifth heaven, and the master uncle supports more than a hundred thousand Yinde.

hiss!

This must be a city god Dangdang!

He turned his head to look at Russell who was sleeping soundly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help drooling.

Why are these thighs so white, fragrant and tender!

Chapter 115

"Hey!"

Russell sat cross-legged on the bed helplessly, and sighed, Master Uncle, why did you run so fast?

Wouldn't it be nice to spend two more days in Yizhuang?

Isn't it delicious to cook by yourself?

Thinking of how the four-eyed master-uncle ran away in a hurry, Luo Su couldn't help shaking his head, he was a little faster in learning the art of resisting corpses, and he was so frightened.

Russell suddenly thought of another thing, no wonder Uncle Nine never taught him things directly, and mostly gave him books to teach himself.

It turned out that I was afraid of being hit by myself!

Russell rubbed his chin, so master, you look like this!

So black-bellied!

"The master is indeed a master. I will try my best to learn from him and become a good boy."

Russell chuckled, and lay on the bed with his legs crossed. There were cooling charms pasted around the house, even though it was hot outside, it was like turning on the air conditioner inside.

Doubly cool!

He arched his head back, laying in Tsunade's arms, posing comfortably, and then looked at the transcript that the fourth-eyed uncle had copied overnight.

"Maoshan Royal Corpse Technique."

"Corpse is different. It is cumbersome to raise a corpse, and it is very quick to learn. Generally, it is divided into four types, using Gu to control the corpse, using talismans to control the corpse, using weapons to control the corpse, and Maoshan secret technique to use the soul to control the corpse."

Russell couldn't help but think of the bell in Simu's hand. As long as it is gently shaken, ordinary people with a radius of tens of meters will lose consciousness and can freely control zombies.

I'm afraid this is the so-called using weapons to defend the corpse.

"The above four are the mainstream methods of guarding corpses, and there are other heretical ways, such as the token guarding corpses of the gate of raising corpses, which can be regarded as a branch of guarding corpses with weapons."

"It's also like chasing corpses in Xiangxi. Xiangxi people are extremely xenophobic. The secret technique is passed on to the inside but not to the outside, and to men and not to women. It is guessed that the corpse is controlled by Gu."

Xiangxi?

Miao Jiang?

Xiaoxiaosheng?

Russell tilted his head and thought for a while. He remembered that Xiao Xiaosheng was a Gu breeder, and also had a part-time job as a tomb robber. When we meet next time, he can inquire about it.

"If you want to protect the corpse, you must first refine the corpse, raise the corpse, and unite the corpse and human beings before you can protect the corpse."

"There are four taboos in Maoshan refining corpses, and Maoshan disciples must not violate them. If anyone violates them, all Maoshan disciples will punish them together!

One, the living cannot be refined!

Second, it is impossible to refine a hero!

Three, those with great merit should not practice it!

Fourth, those with living relatives should not practice! "

Russell couldn't help but looked up at the silver-armored corpse in front of him, as if he skipped the refining corpse directly.

The first three Maoshan taboos are okay, but the fourth one. . .

Russell smiled, I picked up this zombie, I didn't practice it, so what does it matter to me?

He continued to watch.

"Raising corpses is extremely important. It requires a place with extremely yin qi. The more yin qi, the better the yin energy. Add all kinds of extremely yin to evil things, so that the corpse can become stronger and stronger."

"When raising a corpse, take a trace of spirit and seal the seven orifices of the corpse with a secret method, so that its spiritual consciousness will not dissipate, and let the earth veins nourish the walking corpse. For seven to fourty-nine days, you can become a Dharma protector!"

Russell curled his mouth, the zombies that are not Maoshan Taoist priests are called zombies, and the zombies that are Maoshan Taoist priests are called Dharma Protectors.

The style of this Maoshan Patriarch is really! ! !

I like.

Russell stared intently at the extremely dark place mentioned in the book in his hand, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

Such a place with extremely yin and evil spirit is extremely rare, just like a place of good fortune, it needs the right time and place.

But there is such a piece of land in Renjia Town!

He turned over, reluctantly getting up from Tsunade's justice, stretching out his hand, Tsunade turned into a paper man again.

Come back later and enjoy, big things to do tonight!

Russell quietly opened the door, the moonlight was like water, and the yard was quiet. He went directly to the small tree, took out the magic weapon, and fertilized the small tree.

Strange to say, this small tree has been planted for three years without any growth.

Seeing that there was no movement in Uncle Jiu's room, Luo Su shook the artifact directly, ran backwards quickly, tapped twice against the wall, and with both hands, he flipped out of the two-meter-high courtyard wall in one fell swoop. .

With a move of his hand, a black shadow fell from the sky without a sound and landed in front of him, it was the silver armored corpse!

Russell ran out for a further distance, then took out his tortoise shell, threw it on the ground, and floated towards the back mountain.

Fortunately, there was no one in Renjia Town in the middle of the night. The poor old Chen had already run away, and then the little Chen also ran away. Naturally, there was no one to beat him up.

Russell sighed, are ghosts that scary?

The back mountain of Renjia Town is a cemetery. It is pitch black at night, under the moonlight, it looks extraordinarily desolate, and there are jackdaws croaking from time to time.

Russell was floating in front, and the silver-armored corpse jumped more than ten meters behind him, and after a while, he arrived at the back mountain.

Looking at the dense pile of small graves on his body, Russell couldn't help being dumbfounded, this is a bit different from what he imagined!

There are a lot of graves.

Thinking about it, the whole Renjia town is just such a cemetery, how could there be only a few graves?

Russell pondered for a moment, took out a paper talisman from his pocket, tore it into pieces, put it in his hand, and blew gently on the pieces.

"call!"

Sumo instantly activated and turned into a villain the size of an ant, chirping strangely there.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

"Dad, Daddy!"

The corner of Russell's mouth couldn't help twitching, the little paper man behind him could still scream, but the little paper man in front made him flustered.

With a flick of his finger, all the paper figurines flew into the sky and scattered in all directions.

After these little paper people flew out, Russell sat cross-legged on the tortoise shell quietly, waiting for news.

After a while, a little paper figurine flew back, and Russell took the little paper figurine with a tinge of joy on his face.

Land, found it!

With a thought in his mind, the tortoise shell floated towards the distance, and after a while, he came to a graveyard.