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

Wen Cai looked at the drowsy junior brother, and it was rare that he didn't interrupt, and went back to the house to pack his things honestly.

Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky, with the struggling Seven Star Sword under his feet, his eyes flashed sharply.

No one wants to take home and be reborn!

Chapter 124 Maoshan Boss ([-] Monthly Pass Plus Update)

The night road is very long, and ordinary people can't help but turn back when they walk at night.

Because the eyes can't see and can't see clearly, the heart will naturally panic.

If you turn around quickly, the fire on your shoulders is easy to extinguish. If you happen to encounter a ghost, you will definitely fall into a big somersault.

But walking the night road is not the scariest thing, the most terrifying thing is walking the road to the underworld!

Uncle Nine walked silently on the road to the underworld with Russell on his back, surrounded by black mist, making him look extraordinarily eerie.

His feet were as cold as walking on ice, and there was a miserable cry in his ears.

This is the way of the underworld, and the living can only go to the underworld through this way.

Uncle Jiu concentrated his mind, walked with his head down, and didn't look around at all. The place was filled with black mist, which was the rule of the underworld, and living people were not allowed to look there.

If you want to see it, you can see it. You can see it naturally if you open the Dharma Eye, but if you can't keep your eyes, it's hard to say.

There were also some strange flowers on the side of the road, which were exceptionally beautiful. Uncle Jiu was extremely wary of them, held his breath, and did not dare to touch them at all.

The most vicious thing in the world is the most beautiful thing.

As long as it is contaminated with a little bit, all the troubles in the world will be thrown away, and there will be no worries and no thoughts.

A little bit of this flower will be added to Meng Po's soup. After tens of thousands of years of reincarnation, no one can understand the secret in the womb.

Looking at these flowers, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look back at Russell, he remembered a joke that Russell said!

"Master, when I was reincarnated, there was a person in front of me with green hair, who forcibly drank three pots of Mengpo soup before forgetting his previous life."

"When it's my turn, Granny Meng brings me a bowl of water!"

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

A strange thought came to my mind, what would happen if Po Meng drank Po Meng soup?

He continued to walk forward along the underworld road, the lights ahead were brightly lit, and the black mist gradually dissipated, revealing a huge bronze palace.

"City God Temple!"

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment, lingered at the door for a while, and then walked in with Russell on his back.

The Town God's Temple is not empty, on the contrary, it is very lively with people coming and going.

Of course, it is not accurate to say people. To be precise, they are all ghosts, or called ghosts.

They were all dressed in black robes, with sticks on their shoulders, chains behind them, jade slips and books in one hand, and formulas in the other.

Walking back and forth in a hurry, the sound of orders is non-stop, busy, and there is no sign of idleness.

Nine uncles have long been used to it, and now there are more and more people every day. Due to the turmoil and continuous wars, there are piles of dead ghosts.

These errands naturally broke their legs and went to seduce the souls and extradite the dead souls according to the assigned tasks every day.

It is precisely because the tasks are too busy that there are Taoist priests and monks who help to save the souls of the dead and gain Yin virtues. They are also equivalent to half of Yin Er.

If you do a good job and accumulate a lot of yin virtue, you may be able to become a shady job directly after you die. If you have a lot of yin virtue, you can even find another half-time job!

In this way, compared with being busy outside the gate of hell, you can get rid of your sins much faster, accumulate more yin and virtue, and you can find a good family in the next life and suffer a lot less.

For so many years, the underworld has already opened the function of private customization. As long as there are many Yin virtues, the family background, appearance, height, fat and thinness, serious illness, and premature death will all be arranged properly in the next life.

One fate, two luck, three geomantic omens, four accumulating yin virtues and five studies, these are the benefits of accumulating yin virtues!

As soon as Uncle Jiu entered the hall, he immediately attracted the attention of all the servants. He was a spirit, not a ghost, and he was smeared with popularity.

The messengers watched Uncle Jiu silently. This is the Temple of the City God, and they haven't seen a living person for a long time.

How bold it is for a living person to go to hell!

Soon, these errands knew where Uncle Jiu's courage came from.

Only a crisp voice sounded, "Who am I? So it's you, Xiao Fengjiao. Your uncle and I have been the City God for so long, and I haven't seen you come to see me!"

At the end of the main hall, on the table, a woman in a gorgeous black robe lay halfway there, looking at Uncle Jiu with strange eyes, and there were two yin officials waiting beside her.

A short sentence made all the errands suddenly realize. They lowered their heads silently, looking at their noses and their hearts.

Another one from Maoshan, whose soul can go to the underworld, and who is so loved by the City God, has a bright future in the future!

Maybe in decades, he will be his own officer.

Someone below will die fast!

They thought so, but Uncle Jiu didn't think so. He looked embarrassed and hesitated to move forward.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew by, and there was another figure in front of his eyes, it was the woman lying on the table just now.

"Lin Jiu has met my little uncle!"

"Humph!"

The woman snorted, not paying attention to Uncle Jiu at all, she stretched out her hand, and skillfully pinched little Russell's face with her fingers.

Little Russell, who was sleeping soundly, was pinched and hummed.

The woman's eyes were shining, and she looked at Uncle Jiu with a face full of blame, "Really, I received such a fun little apprentice, and I didn't bring it to your little uncle to have a look!"

As she said that, she couldn't help rubbing Russell's little face again, "Hehe, this little face is smooth, much better than Xiao Fengjiao's back then!"

Uncle Jiu looked embarrassed, and he didn't want to mention the tragic incident when he was a child. This is the psychological shadow of his life.

Under the hands of the female devil, the little uncle, I have been dressed as a girl several times. If the master didn't find out that something was wrong and scolded the little uncle, Uncle Jiu would...

Don't mention the past!

Seeing the little uncle who loves Russell very much, Uncle Ninth breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he likes it, as long as he likes it, things will be much easier to handle.

As the city god, the little uncle, although his cultivation level is not high, only the seventh level of the earth master, but with the blessing of the city god and the blessing of incense and vows, he is not inferior to ordinary celestial masters!

Supernatural powers, magic spells, and all kinds of incense magic arts are at your fingertips. With the blessing of incense, these things can be practiced quickly.

Whether it is the heaven or the underworld, every god position is fought for by monks, and there is even a farce where the younger generation competes with the ancestors twelve generations ago.

Monks compete so fiercely, not to mention those errands, only one out of [-] people can go up one level, and the rest will either continue to do errands, reincarnate, or be eliminated!

There are also risks in errands, there are always some stunned youths, the boss of the sky, his second child, who want to change their fate against the sky and intervene in the affairs of the underworld.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but think of a monkey mentioned by his uncle, no, Grandpa Dasheng, he penetrated the underworld for nothing, and became a Buddha!

Do not ask.

Asking means that there are people behind, no, there are people in the sky, no, there are people in the west!

He couldn't help sighing, with envy in his eyes, the Buddha was an unattainable existence for him.

Not to mention the Buddha, even the lowest threshold of transcending this small world, the celestial master and the ninth uncle don't know if they can reach it in this life!

Even if I can't achieve it, the little apprentice can definitely achieve it!

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look back at Little Russell, his face full of pride and relief.

This is my apprentice!

"That's great!" The more the woman looked at Russell, the happier she became. "It's much better than your previous two apprentices. Haven't your two apprentices been kicked out by you yet?"

"cough!"

Uncle Jiu coughed lightly. Although he had long been used to his little uncle speaking surprisingly, he still couldn't help being embarrassed.

"Little uncle, not yet. After all, he is my apprentice. After all these years, I..."

"Ha ha!"

The woman snorted, "I asked you to drive them out of the teacher's school a long time ago. It's embarrassing. They don't have the talent for cultivation, they don't want to work hard, and their minds are not firm. Don't say outside that they are disciples of Maoshan!"

Uncle Jiu was embarrassed and didn't speak, and he didn't dare to refute, so be careful to be hung up and spanked!

He handed the Seven Star Sword wrapped in yellow paper to the woman, "Little Martial Uncle, please take a look, I suspect that someone wants to seize the body and be reborn!"

"no need!"

The woman shook her head, "From the moment you entered the hall, I already understood that there is nothing unusual about your little apprentice, and I can't see the reason, but it is definitely not rebirth!"

She frowned slightly, and finally shook her head, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, I'll just ask Master, how easy it is!"

The corner of Uncle Jiu's mouth couldn't help twitching a little, he already knew that he would say this, the lazy temperament of the little uncle has not changed for so many years!

"It is said that we will meet each other thousands of miles away, old master Shizu, please don't sleep!"

Listening to this unscrupulous mantra, all the servants in the hall lowered their heads, and they didn't hear anything.

"Mysterious Mirror, Mysterious Mirror, open!"

The woman flicked her sleeves, and a wave came, the air waved like the surface of water, and a mirror appeared out of thin air.

On the other side of the mirror, there is a solemn and majestic hall surrounded by incense.

In the main hall, 36 large pillars with dragon patterns are particularly conspicuous, and there is a large bronze tripod in the middle, on which are inserted three long incense sticks with a height of seven or eight meters, and green smoke slowly rises.

And in the sky above, there was an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes and holding a dust whisk in his hand.

This is Maoshan Ren Tianshi, who has been sitting in Maoshan for a long time, and now the great elder of Maoshan!

He opened his eyes suddenly, as if there was lightning jumping inside, even though Uncle Jiu was thousands of miles away, he still felt a stinging pain in his eyes and dared not look directly at them.

"Lin Fengjiao met the master!"

"What's the matter?"

"Something happened to the little apprentice, and I and the younger generation have meager mana and can't do anything."

The Great Elder glanced at Uncle Jiu. He has been cultivating for many years, and he only met some disciples once or twice.

If you don't reach the heavenly master, you will end up as an ant!

Every time he retreats for decades, every time he opens and closes his eyes, the disciples of Maoshan do not know how many generations have changed.