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

Zhao Wenzhuo rolled his eyes back. He also knew that the opponent was preparing a big move, but what was this big move?

Is the inner alchemy poisonous?

How to interrupt?

What if I got inside and was sprayed with a mouthful of poison...

It seemed that everyone had a high opinion of this prince. To be precise, they were too cautious.

I saw the inner alchemy that the prince spit out, and the black energy from the countless heavens and the earth swarmed like headless flies.

The original green inner alchemy quickly turned black.

Immediately afterwards, one after another black shadows passed through the wall silently, came into the tomb, and spun around the inner alchemy.

Those black shadows made ghostly cries and wolf howls, and gradually, the black air circling around the inner alchemy became more and more intense, and the black shadows turned into human faces.

There are big ones, some small ones, males and females, their faces are distorted, extremely hideous, and creepy to look at.

Instead, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. If they exploded their inner alchemy, their mortal bodies would probably be a little bit more afraid.

But you recruit a large group of ghosts?

Do you think going to Dabao, Jian, and giving me three girls will squeeze me dry?

Oh, I have a kidney treasure!

The corner of Wu Gensheng's mouth raised, and the tortoise shell that he hid behind his hand was quietly put away again. It was a pity that he thought it would be useful, but it was too high-sighted.

He slapped the ground heavily with his backhand, and countless golden stripes lit up, instantly covering the entire tomb.

A large formation immediately appeared.

The old monk opened his mouth wide, and he didn't realize when the young man in front of him had set up a big formation!

This this……

The old monk couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. How do young people feel... weird?

On the other side, Zhao Wenzhuo turned his backhand and directly planted the vajra on the ground, looking coldly at the group of ghosts hovering in front of him.

A flash of determination flashed in the prince's eyes, and he exhaled forward, the black inner alchemy was as fast as lightning, and flew directly towards Zhao Wenzhuo.

The group of ghosts that had been hovering around the black inner alchemy flew in mid-air and flew towards Zhao Wenzhuo in unison.

Although they don't have much wisdom, they still instinctively feel the great opportunity brought by the black inner alchemy!

Zhao Wenzhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at the ghosts with disdain, they were all mobs.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, but you dare to act wild in front of me!"

He flicked his sleeves and yelled, "Great Luo Golden Bowl! Great Luo Dharma Mantra!"

The louder Zhao Wenzhuo yelled, the more confused the old monk behind him became. According to legend, the Daluo Golden Bowl was a magic weapon of the Buddha, and later it was passed on to the famous Fahai. It was suppressed under the Leifeng Pagoda, and finally disappeared.

And the Da Luo spell, hey, never heard of it...

If the old monk didn't know that Zhao Wenzhuo likes to find people to reason, he really wanted to give him the theory, but he read it wrong.

But when he looked up, the old monk was dumbfounded.

I saw Zhao Wenzhuo's clothes fluttering all over his body, and the boundless suction came from his sleeves, and all the ghosts in the tomb were sucked into his sleeves.

This……

The old monk opened his mouth wide. Could it be that this is really the most precious Buddhist golden bowl?

Thinking about Zhao Wenzhuo's cultivation base and his age, the old monk's face immediately became solemn. Could it be that this is the reincarnation of a great Buddhist master?

Zhao Wenzhuo pulled up his sleeves, hid the Tuntian coffin inside, stretched out his right hand, and pinched the galloping inner alchemy in his hand.

Rubbing his left and right hands together, under the stimulation of the golden light, the inner alchemy immediately changed from black to green again, making it look a lot more normal.

And the face of the prince leaning on the corner of the tomb changed, he was no longer as mighty as before, without the inner alchemy, he was no different from a weak old man.

Seeing Zhao Wenzhuo staring at him, the prince began to tremble, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted, "I have money, you can take the gold, silver and jewels in this tomb as you like!"

Zhao Wenzhuo was contemptuous, and kicked forward with his right foot, the vajra standing on the ground was as fast as a shooting star, and pierced through the prince's chest directly.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and the prince let out a miserable cry, and terrible and dense corpse spots quickly appeared on the skin.

A stench of rotting flesh filled the entire tomb.

Under the golden light, the prince melted like a snowman under the scorching sun, screaming, leaving only a golden vajra.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk had a kind face, clasped his hands together and sighed, my Buddha advised you to be kind, to be kind, why didn’t you listen?

I am for your own good! ! !

He silently prayed twice, praying for the prince who has no next life.

Then, he respectfully performed a Buddha ceremony to Zhao Wenzhuo, that attitude was extremely respectful, completely different from the previous one.

This does not seem to be brought by strength at all!

There are so many chicken thieves without roots. He rolled his eyes and understood the reason, because he has experience in this matter!

This old monk will not be as stupid as the ancestor of Maoshan, thinking that he is a reincarnation of some kind?

He, Russell, is a genius who works all by himself!

But this is a good opportunity!

Wu Gensheng cast a look at Zhao Wenzhuo, Zhao Wenzhuo understood, and imitated the old monk's appearance and returned a Buddhist gift.

Immediately afterwards, with a sad face, "Ami Buddha, when I was reincarnated, there seemed to be some accidents, and I seemed to have forgotten something?"

"Forgot what?"

The old monk was a little nervous, the reincarnation of the Buddhist great power, nine times out of ten, but with an important task.

There are regulations in the Three Realms that immortals and Buddhas cannot easily descend to the mortal world and intervene in mortal affairs, if there are really important matters.

It is possible to carry out soul reincarnation, and the heavens also turn a blind eye to this.

We are all gods, so we don't need to be so strict, as long as we don't mess up the mortal world, as long as we don't grab incense and smash other people's dojos.

"Hey!" Zhao Wenzhuo sighed, "I only remember supernatural powers, I don't know magic spells, and fights rely on fists. How can I spread my Buddhist teachings like this?"

One is the step by step golden lotus, covered in golden light and eloquent.

And the other is a muscular macho with casserole-sized fists.

Which of the two missionaries do you believe in?

I heard that a man with a good figure can attract women, but I heard that a man with a good figure can only attract the same sex.

(￣ ▽ ￣)

The old monk understood in seconds, looked at Wu Gensheng, Wu Gensheng suddenly realized, turned and left, and hugged a woman out of a lump in some corner.

This seems to be the companion that Miss Huo wants to find, surnamed Wu, I don't know if it is that Grandma Wu?

After the old monk saw Wugensheng left, he passed the esoteric method to Zhao Wenzhuo.

"After being instructed by an expert, you have learned the seven-character mantra of Namo Amitabha."

The corners of Wugensheng's mouth rose, and he said silently, "Deduction, plus Taoist collections!"

"Consumes 100 energy points, and is deducing..."

"The deduction is successful, and the top secret technique of Taoism has been obtained."

"Nine-character mantra!"

Chapter 189 When Uncle Nine Discovers Simu is Whoring... (5000-word chapter)

The old monk walked away with a smile on his pants, don't get me wrong, the fight with the prince just now was too fierce, and his clothes exploded accidentally.

To tell the truth, the prince's body is still quite stiff, and the old monk decided to go back by himself, or find the little tiger to practice his fists and feet.

Why not find a big one?

Monks should be compassionate and reasonable.

He was happy, originally thought that there would be no successors in the Buddhist sect, but now he met a reincarnation of a powerful Buddhist sect.

Ah!

This is more powerful than someone behind the scenes, the big boss will end the game himself, so is there any need to talk about the result?

This Buddha gate is stable!

Miss Huo was also very happy. The two bosses fought, and the things in the tomb were not worth looking at at all. All the so-called gold, silver and jewelry were left there.

Perhaps the top was considered dirty and covered with mud, neither Rootless nor the old monk took any of it away.

These big guys despise them, but I don't despise them!

Please smash me to death with gold bars!

As the most promising inheritor of the Huo family, Miss Huo was quite considerate, cheeky, and gave Wugensheng a token softly.

It is the highest specification of the Huo family. With this token, the Huo family can return a huge favor.

Of course, although Wu Gensheng is basically from two worlds with their Huo family, what if it is used?

Miss Huo's calculation is very good, it doesn't matter if the Huo family is used as a tool, as long as I can get benefits.

Although people are always hated as pawns, the most frightening thing is that you don't even have the qualifications to be pawns!

A little powder revealed between the boss's fingers is a great opportunity for her Huo family.

For example, now, there are no gold and silver treasures in this tomb!

Miss Huo half-kneeled on the ground and smirked. With all this money, her Huo family could still stand at the top of the old nine sects without fighting for decades.

And rootless, no, Russell is also a big winner!

Where is the win?

"The fighters who are approaching the army are all marching forward!"

Russell put his hands behind his back and looked straight ahead. Every time he uttered a word, a golden symbol of light floated out of his mouth.