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

The Great Elder's eyes fell on Russell, and there was a gleam in his eyes for an instant, and he couldn't help but exhale.

"it is good!"

The woman couldn't help asking, "Shizu, what's wrong with him, I don't think he looks like he was taken away!"

"This is his life!"

The Great Elder said slowly, "Reincarnated, forgetting the mundane world, but he happened to meet something from the previous life, and awakened Su Hui!"

Uncle Jiu was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Master, does Little Russell have any influence?"

Awakening Su Hui is not a good thing. Back then, Luohan Jianglong was reincarnated and reincarnated as Li Xiuyuan. In 18 years, once awakened, Jianglong returned, but Li Xiuyuan was gone!

You must know that little Russell is only eight years old now, and Uncle Jiu was deeply pinched by him.

"It doesn't matter." The Great Elder looked a little strange, "Has he met Master Uncle?"

"Exactly!"

Uncle Jiu said respectfully, "Master Uncle still likes little Luo Su very much. He passed down the Maoshan Protective Magic Mantra, and said that after three years, if Luo Su can enter Shangqing Cave, Master Uncle will find a position for Russell."

"it is good!"

The great elder showed joy, Maoshan has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are many disciples, but there are only a dozen of them who are officials in the underworld!

Thousands of years have passed, and there are only a handful of celestial masters from Maoshan. There are only 34 people in Inner Mao, and only four in Outer Mao. Of the 38 people, 21 have gone to Tianwaitian and a bigger world.

Of the remaining 17 people, four of them were cultivating in Maoshan, 13 were officials in the underworld, and the highest one served as the judge of the underworld!

And the master uncle does not belong to Maoshan, but from Tianwaitian, just playing in this small world.

Being able to win the favor of his master and uncle, the First Elder smiled happily. He looked at Russell again, and found that the little doll looked more and more pleasing to the eye.

"How old is this year?"

"Eight truths and nine falsehoods."

"How high is your cultivation?"

"There are eight levels of human teachers."

"it is good!"

The Great Elder nodded in satisfaction, "It seems that Maoshan's next generation is going to be a celestial master. It's been nearly 200 years, and the current generation is really more and more useless!"

Uncle Jiu couldn't help lowering his head, and the little master uncle on the side also turned his head away in embarrassment. The practice is getting harder as you go to the back. Every time you break through, there is a gap between heaven and earth.

"You don't have to worry, his soul has the divine power of the little master uncle's body protection. This time it will be beneficial to him and not harmful. He will wake up in a short time. It's just a little more inheritance!"

The Great Elder suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Why does he still have the Lightning Method of Longhu Mountain on him?"

Uncle Jiu was still happy just now, but in an instant he was frightened out of his wits. This problem is either small or big.

He said cautiously, "I don't have many Maoshan secrets that I have learned. It just so happens that the old master likes this child very much, so."

The Great Elder was expressionless, and his anger was gone. Even though Uncle Nine was a disciple of Maoshan, he had already left the mountain.

At that time, maybe there were no earth masters, and now the cultivation base is only second or third level earth masters, and there is not much Maoshan secret art at all.

There are too many Maoshan secret arts, even a genius can only specialize in five or six kinds, and the normal ones are only one!

"Why don't you go back to Maoshan?"

Ninth Uncle remained silent, the Great Elder frowned, he was mature and already had the answer in his heart, so he glanced directly at the Junior Uncle, "Now there are still people fighting for power in Maoshan?"

The little uncle put his hands behind his back, shy and shy, not daring to say a word.

"Humph!"

The Great Elder's eyes were cold, "Don't worry, I will watch the Maoshan Grand Competition three years later, and it's time to clear some people!"

"And the old-fashioned old man from Longhu Mountain, hmph, his thinking is quite beautiful, seducing my genius from Maoshan!"

The Great Elder shook his fingers, and the mirror in front of him fluctuated, and two books appeared out of thin air.

"One is the Order of the Nine Palaces."

"The other book is Maoshan Yinxing Swordsmanship, which is just right for the Seven Star Sword!"

The little uncle looked horrified, "Master, seven kills of gods and ghosts..."

She hesitated to speak, this secret method is powerful, envied by heaven, extremely strict with people, and has great side effects!

"Don't worry, this secret technique has been changed by your master uncle, and its power has been somewhat reduced. It has been changed from seven forms to nine forms. It is now called Jiugong Ling. It can already be regarded as the top secret technique in Maoshan!"

Uncle Jiu showed joy.

"Let him practice well, and don't let him think that I don't have secret techniques in Maoshan!"

"Yes, Great Elder!"

The Great Elder was silent for a while, then he threw his right hand vigorously again, a golden light passed through the mirror and landed directly on Uncle Jiu's hand.

It is a golden token!

I only heard him say quietly, "If someone is against him, I will personally take action, clean up the house, suppress him on the stone steps of Maoshan, and let thousands of people trample on him!"

"Big elder!"

"Go, the millennium catastrophe is approaching, my Maoshan cannot live without a living celestial master!"

"Yes!"

……

It was night, Russell woke up in a trance, and found that Uncle Jiu was happily humming a little tune in front of him, walking back and forth there.

"woke up?"

Russell nodded!

"Here you are, these two secret arts, you have to practice hard, this is a big treasure."

Russell looked at these two Maoshan secret arts, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Master, where did this come from? Why didn't I read it before?"

"It fell from the sky."

Russell: (￣▽￣)

You are fooling children!

Chapter 125 The Diary of a Madman

"My name is Lin Shou."

"I'm an ordinary sewer."

"It's dirty to do this job, but there's no way, who makes me a fool!"

"Well, in fact, I just don't have any skills, and I don't want to do hard work, so I can only fool around with flowers and money!"

"Like these dead people, although the money on their bodies has been wiped clean, there may always be some leftovers."

"Although it's a bit taboo, I'm not afraid. Is there anything more terrifying than being poor in this world?"

"Today's harvest was good. The government sent an old man. I heard from Old Wang, the corpse stitcher next door, that he probably saw something he shouldn't have seen. He died of excitement."

"Hey, what can an old man watch, watching widows bathe in the middle of the night?"

"Look at my proficient groping technique, I dig it out, I dig it out, ah! A poor man, only found ten copper coins in his underwear."

"Hey, other people eat meat, I drink soup, ten copper coins are enough for my meal, not bad, not bad!"

"Well, this old man's clothes are pretty good. Pull them off and send them to the used clothes seller tomorrow. Maybe they can still be worth two copper coins."

"It's time to call it a day. The old man is not seriously injured at all. I didn't do any work, and I earned 12 copper coins. Ba Shi, go drink!"

"Today, I found out that the lady who sells tofu is really coquettish. What the hell, she doesn't talk about Joan of Arc, she only does things to seduce men. Damn it, I squeezed for a long time before I snatched two pieces of tofu."

"I touched it with my hand, and found that the old man hadn't cooled down completely. Wait a minute, put it in the coffin after it's cooled down, and burn it out with a fire. There are no taboos!"

"The ancestors were afraid of fire, but you lonely ghost are not afraid?"

"It was getting dark, and while I was drinking some wine and eating tofu, someone knocked on the outside door, allowing me to go out and have a look."

"..."

"I came back again. It turned out that Old Wang, the corpse maker next door, came to visit. He said that he just saw a madman, a naked old man walking up and down the street, but no one else saw him. Just come and find me."

"Ah!"

"Poor old Wang, I heard that one leg and one hand were broken because of sleeping with other people's daughter-in-law, and the lifeline was broken. I have to be a corpse stitcher."

"Oh, I was very pitiful at first, but now I have mental problems. It seems that I am not far from death."

"The old Wang next door had a romantic and happy life before, and his life can be regarded as complete. I will find a wall to pick it up someday."

"Damn it, you bitches who sell tofu, this tofu tastes terrible!"

"You're a bastard who sells wine, and it's mixed with water. If I didn't get any money today, I would have bought three catties of pork head meat!"

"In the middle of the night, why is there someone knocking on the door again? I guess it's that old Wang next door again. Why is his mother so restless? Let me go out and open the door to scold him!"

……

……

"Russell, what do you think of this?"

Uncle Jiu frowned, and handed the diary full of bloody handprints to Russell. He felt that most of the diary writers had special hobbies.

Little Russell must be able to chat with Lin Shou, after all, they both like to write diaries.

Russell didn't dislike the dirty diary, because the blood seemed to be printed on it, not glued on it at all.

It's weird again!

It was the first time for him to read someone else's diary. When he took the diary and flipped through it carefully, his expression was extraordinarily exciting.

Luo Su originally thought that the netizens in his previous life were peerless fighters, but he didn't expect to meet someone braver than them.

Under the protection of the big river crab, you can mess around at will, stroke the pen fairy, dance on the grave, and play as you want.

There are no big river crabs here, and this man named Lin Shou is so ferocious, are all the corpse-sewers fools?

He suddenly felt that there was a word that was particularly appropriate for this corpse seamer, and of course it came from the mouth of the almighty Brother Xun.