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

Little Russell is very mischievous, especially now that his cultivation base is high, and his paper figurine skills are even more superb.

Uncle Jiu has already thought of the miserable life of his junior brother Si Mu, he hasn't been beaten into a pig's head, right?

So, to slap his apprentice as early as possible, he wondered if he should find an opportunity to pay back the thousands of slaps that Russell owed him?

Just as Uncle Jiu was contemplating, there was a loud bang in the yard, and the whole ground trembled.

The trembling frequency is still familiar, just like the huge Huangshan stone that fell from the sky last time.

Uncle Jiu's complexion changed, and he took two steps straight forward, when he vaguely heard a strange cry.

"master……"

Uncle Nine:  …

Always feel a little weird?

Before he reached the yard, Uncle Jiu heard Xiao Hei Er Hei's panicked cry. He looked closely and was almost taken aback by fright.

In the yard, Russell stepped on Simu with both feet, holding the chain in his hands, with a smug expression on his face.

……

As soon as Uncle Jiu's face turned dark, he would take his three-meter-long Qinglong Yanyue Knife when he returned to the house. After playing for fun, for making trouble, you actually made fun of your elders?

Hmm, why can't I find the reason to spank you?

"master!"

There was an exclamation from behind, and Uncle Jiu thought that little Russell was begging for mercy, but he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and suddenly felt a strong force hit his waist.

"Pudada!"

Russell looked at the half-collapsed house in front of him, and couldn't help touching his nose, "It seems that this automatic driving technology needs to be modified, and I forgot to install the braking system."

"Russell!!!"

A roar came, and Russell shrank his head suddenly. At this moment, he had a bad feeling that his butt was going to bloom today...

……

"Why did you lie to me, master, alas!" Uncle Jiu put his hands behind his back, supported his lower back without any trace, and sighed on his face, "Russell, are you all right?"

He spoke solemnly, but there was always a faint smile on his face. At his feet was a western zombie.

On the outside of the Western Zombie, there is a thin layer of paper.

Formed in paper?

I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now. Uncle Jiu said that his eyesight is a little blurry recently, and he may have seen less money.

Thinking of this, Uncle Nine happily touched the three big yellow croakers in his hand, and he swore to the patriarch that he picked them up on the ground.

Not only were there three large yellow croakers, but a good thing was also picked up on the ground.

Hit the soul stone!

According to legend, it is a distant relative of the ancient gods and beasts who hit the god stone. At this time, it is as smooth as jade and as black as ink, and it specializes in hitting ghosts.

It can accumulate yin qi, and ordinary people can easily defeat ordinary little ghosts with it, if it falls into the hands of a cultivator.

Tsk tsk, that's amazing!

This is an artifact that is not inferior to the Hook Soul Lock, and even faintly surpasses it. As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge an open spear, but difficult to defend against a hidden arrow.

This thing is extremely rare. Normal ghosts will hold their stomachs and laugh out loud when they see you throwing a stone.

"Snapped!"

The ghost is gone.

This thing is also a first-class good thing for nourishing the soul.

The more Uncle Jiu watched, the happier he was, while Luo Su, who was lying on the ground, was crying and drawing circles with his fingers!

Draw a circle to curse you!

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu frowned suddenly. It turned out that a bird flew from the sky. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the bird landed precisely on his arm.

This bird is not an ordinary bird, but Maoshan's unique Taoism sound transmission crane, which can transmit sound thousands of miles away.

It is the Taoist method second only to the water mirror technique, and it is very convenient to connect.

But well.

The talisman paper used to make the sound transmission crane is very expensive, and it is absolutely not used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Something big must have happened, most likely bad.

Uncle Jiu tapped the sound transmission crane directly with his hand. The sound transmission crane spread its wings, stretched its neck forward vigorously, and spat out a long letter from the middle of its mouth.

Russell, who was lying on the ground, couldn't take his eyes off this. He kept looking at the sound transmission crane. How did such a small stomach and throat spit out such a large letter?

This unscientific!

Russell's eyes were a little fiery, and he stared at the sound transmission crane silently. This is a good thing for thousands of miles of sound transmission. If he learns it by himself, he can chat with people online every day.

Paper figurine transfer station, paper figurines pass sound symbols, paper figurines talk face to face...

"It's just bullshit!"

While Russell was daydreaming, Uncle Jiu suddenly slapped the table with his palm, making a particularly loud bang.

Russell raised his head abruptly, with curiosity in his eyes, he had rarely seen Uncle Jiu so angry.

What happened?

Uncle Jiu didn't explain anything to Russell, he just threw the letter on the table, picked up the mahogany sword and some other things, and hurried out.

"Russell, stay at home and guard Yizhuang. I'll go out for three or four days, don't mess around!"

"Okay, Master!"

Russell looked at the letter on the table, rolled his eyes, and finally responded very obediently.

At this time, Uncle Jiu had already walked out of Yizhuang, mounted his horse, and galloped away towards the distance.

His face was a little ugly, because just now, he received a letter from a senior brother, which was a letter for help.

It wasn't Shi Jian's, even if Shi Jian was killed, he wouldn't ask Uncle Jiu for help.

It's another senior brother, Ma Madi!

The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the angrier he became. This Mamadi guy has learned Taoism for half a barrel, but he is used to it all over his body.

And there is no duty of a Taoist priest at all. Instead, he cheats and cheats everywhere. Not long ago, he took in two apprentices.

I am only half a bucket of water, and I have not learned anything, so I go to teach my apprentices, isn't this misleading my disciples?

Among the brothers of the same sect, Ma Madi can be regarded as the earliest group than the entry.

It was several years earlier than Uncle Jiu, but up to now, the youngest junior, Qianhe, has a teacher Yae, and can lead disciples.

As for Ma Madi, he has cultivated for decades before becoming a teacher at the sixth level. Does he have no talent?

Those who can enter Maoshan and get the true biography, which one has no talent?

Uncle Jiu snorted, although he was not used to seeing him, but after all, something happened near his own territory.

As a brother of the same school, Uncle Nine naturally couldn't just ignore death, anyway, he was used to cleaning up messes.

I have such two apprentices who are living treasures. If I didn't have a good attitude, I would have been reincarnated and reborn in anger.

Just as Uncle Jiu was riding his horse galloping, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that there seemed to be something beside him?

Ok?

Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes, and found next to him, Little Russell was floating in mid-air, with a giant sword two or three meters long standing on his feet.

With his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, a long sword under his feet, and his chest thrust forward, matching that handsome face.

Yo!

Is this the reincarnation of the sword fairy Li Bai?

Uncle Jiu blinked his eyes and mobilized his mana, only then did he see clearly the nature of the giant sword, and it was that zombie in a paper coat again.

Regarding the question of zombies flying, Uncle Jiu was also confused for a long time.

Logically speaking, zombies can only jump but not fly, and generally the ones that can fly are extremely powerful zombies.

But the zombie in front of him was a weird one, it wasn't that powerful, it was barely at the level of an ordinary bronze-armored corpse.

But it happens to fly!

Just happened to meet the unruly Russell!

"Hee hee, master, you are really slow!"

Russell was proud there, "I only used a little bit of strength, and I have completely surpassed you!"

Looking at the triumphant Russell, looking at the handsome long sword under his feet, and looking at his original beloved paper horse...

"Hmph, bring it here!"

Russell: ('^')

My flying zombie! !

Uncle Jiu nodded contentedly, stepped on his feet vigorously, and said happily, "Little Russell, you are doing a good job!"

Flying zombies are really good. It just so happens that Russell will make them out of paper, camouflage the zombies, and block the sun.

Just a little resentment is needed, just like mana driving paper talismans, it can drive zombies to fly fast and high.

But there are also flaws, that is, this zombie speed car is easy to roll over, because he has no brakes.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but reached out and touched his old waist. He just didn't have the serious consequences caused by the braking system.

Russell, who was sitting upright behind the long sword, curled his lips. The master is really shameless, even wanting to snatch children's things.

He crossed his arms and complained most feebly, "Master, you are so heavy. If you step on it, the zombie will not be able to fly!"

Although this western zombie can fly and has great strength, it still has an upper limit. Uncle Nine is still quite heavy. With one step on it, the flying height of this zombie will drop a lot.

But regarding this, Uncle Ninth denied it flatly.