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

"Daxian, Daxian, I am loyal to you!"

There was fear in that man's eyes. As the old subordinate of Immortal Jingyang, he knew that this was the handiwork of Immortal Jingyang, who used to punish those subordinates who made mistakes.

But he clearly completed the mission of the Great Immortal!

Why do you do this to him?

The old woman moved the crutch in her hand, which made a strange noise, and there was a chattering sound in the temple, and a large group of yellow leather children ran out from nowhere.

The group of yellow skins surrounded the old woman's dress, each with their hands flattering, but looking fiercely at the person who fell on the ground.

The man showed fear, and he already had a bad premonition in his heart. He wanted to speak, but he was trembling and couldn't speak clearly.

The old woman looked at him coldly, "You did a good job, but you know too much, and if you know too much, you will die!"

As soon as the word death was said, those yellow-skinned people at the feet seemed to have received an order, and rushed directly to the person who was limp on the ground and unable to resist.

The fangs and sharp claws kept biting the flesh on his body, blood flowed out for a moment, the bite was so hard that the bones were already visible.

The man screamed in pain, and looked at the old woman with resentment in his eyes, "I'm dead, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Your words reminded me."

The old woman suddenly realized, "Maoshan is the best at recruiting ghosts to ask questions. If you turn into a ghost, you will inevitably be recruited by them, exposing the traces of the old concubine, and causing trouble for the old concubine and me."

As soon as she raised her hand, the crutch in her hand was like a sharp sword, and it directly pierced into the man's head, like a knife cutting a watermelon, making a plop.

The man's wide-eyed eyes died unwillingly, and the prosperity and wealth that he had been thinking about had become nothing.

The old woman pulled out her crutches. The whole body of the crutches was black, and the lower end was black and purple. The man's blood was not even stained, as if it had been swallowed by the crutches. It was black and shiny, and looked extraordinarily weird.

The group of little yellow-skinned people are not surprised, they are still gnawing on it, which is a rare big meal on weekdays.

I only ate it once in half a month.

"Eat, eat, eat more to grow faster."

The old woman looked at the wolfish little yellow leather child, her eyes became sad, and she held the obscene pants firmly, "Wait, wait, soon you will be buried with my child!"

Ever since she became a demon queen, she has not experienced the pain of losing a child for many years.

In the past 300 years, she gave birth to only a dozen children, all of which were regarded as treasures. After a hundred years, except for the two eldest, almost all of them died young.

Some died of old age, some were subdued and exorcised by others, and some were killed by other old demons.

But in the end, two of them survived and often returned to the mountain temple to worship their old mother.

But she never expected that in just a few days, her two poor children would die.

Karma is added to the body, not to mention reincarnation, I am afraid that I don’t know which level of hell I will enter and suffer.

The old woman bent her body, came to the side altar, and took out a book from the hidden compartment.

"Blood Soul Curse Killing Technique!"

She touched the book, her eyes were no longer kind, but became extraordinarily cold.

Even if she loses a hundred years of cultivation, she will curse Jiu Shu's apprentice to death, so that Jiu Shu can taste the pain of bereavement!

Uncle Nine has three apprentices, two big and one small, the two big ones have practiced for many years, with mana in their bodies, it is difficult to cast curses, and they cannot die for a while.

If it is an ordinary person, they can only wait for death obediently.

And Uncle Jiu is a Taoist priest from Maoshan, and the old woman is afraid that if the spell is broken, it will be a failure, and the big revenge will be hard to avenge!

Persimmons should be picked softly.

The target of the curse killing was placed on the little apprentice of the Taoist priest. He was young, weak and sick, and his spirit was not strong.

Isn't this thing accurate with one spell?

The old woman didn't hesitate anymore, she sat cross-legged on the ground, holding Russell's panties tightly in her hands, and kept chanting words.

The next moment, she found something ominous in a trance, and saw a faint trace of red hair.

Immediately, the old woman bled from all seven orifices and fell backwards on the ground.

She is dead.

Chapter 27

There was a bang, and the old woman was bleeding from all seven orifices, her body stiffened and she fell to the ground, her breathing stopped immediately.

The body began to shrink, no longer maintaining a human shape, and turned into an old yellow-skinned man with a long and white beard.

Those little yellow-skinned boys who were still eating the man's body were dumbfounded.

Their grandparents are dead!

"Roar!"

Before the group of little yellow-skinned boys could figure out the situation, a terrifying roar came from outside.

They had no resistance, lying on the ground trembling, unable to even move.

The next moment, a bloody mouth stretched in from the entrance of the temple, sucked it hard, and a strong wind blew inside the temple.

All the little yellow skins flew upside down into the bloody mouth, only a few clicks were heard, and the blood flew all over, and they were all gone.

Looking at Qing, the bloody mouth came from a huge monster, with a white forehead hanging from a tiger.

It took small steps and walked straight in front of the old yellow man, with an anthropomorphic expression showing playfulness.

It's not certain, that chubby face may be gloating.

It is an old enemy following the so-called Great Immortal Jingyang.

As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain.

It only grew up in the Jingyang Mountains, without restraint, drinking mountain springs when thirsty, hunting when hungry, living a carefree life.

Until one day, it slapped a little yellow-skinned boy to death, but was chased and beaten by the old yellow-skinned boy, and ran several mountains.

At that time, it was still a little demon who had practiced for less than ten years, while this old yellow man had been practicing for nearly a hundred years.

It escaped not because it was fierce, but because it ran faster than its brothers.

Although it ran away, its tail was scratched off by the damn old yellow man, and the beautiful and handsome tiger became a bald-tailed tiger.

How does this make it angry?

However, the huge gap in strength still made it very cautious. It ran away from Jingyang Mountain and went to a mountain called Lushan.

He took over the tigress there, occupied the mountain and became the king, and the tiger roared in the forest, becoming the overlord of one party.

Call yourself Lu Shanjun!

For hundreds of years, Lu Shanjun came to find trouble with Immortal Jingyang from time to time.

Lu Shanjun is not in a hurry, it has only been practicing for 100 years, but this Jingyang Immortal has been practicing for nearly 300 years.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!

Before waiting for 30 years, Lu Shanjun found out that Jingyang Daxian hiccupped his fart.

It held its two paws on its lower abdomen and laughed loudly. It only took a glance, and it could clearly see the cause and effect of the matter.

Blood Soul Curse Killing Technique, the name is very domineering.

You can curse to kill others, but they didn't die, but you cursed yourself to death.

Great revenge!

Lu Shanjun raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, expressing his inner excitement.

With tears in its eyes, it ate the corpse of Immortal Jingyang, and then burped comfortably.

This smell is really delicious.

Satisfied, Lu Shanjun was about to turn around and leave, but he thought of something, and immediately turned around and sniffed Russell's panties, trying to keep the smell in his mind.

Its old rival, Immortal Jingyang, acted recklessly, did not find out the details of others, and acted without authorization, and was killed by others in the end.

With the lessons learned from Immortal Jingyang, Lu Shanjun felt that he had to be more cautious, life was difficult, and he couldn't be beaten by others.

Yizhuang.

At this moment, Russell was in a daze. He counted the energy points of his system over and over again. No matter whether he looked left, right, up or down, the energy points were 300 more.

He looked confused, where did this energy point come from?

According to his groping for so many years, either someone else is acting chivalrously, and he can pick up energy by his side.

Or you can get energy points by killing demons and ghosts with your own hands.

But today I was clearly sitting at home without doing anything, as if energy points had fallen from the sky.

"It's weird."

Russell made a calculation and felt that this matter was very strange, so he stopped meditating immediately and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Wen Cai's expression was dull.

"Brother, what strange things happened today."

Russell didn't notice Wencai's abnormality. To be precise, he was used to Wencai's daily routine.

Wen Cai was terrified, and pointed to the clothes-drying rope, "Little Junior Brother, it's terrible, someone stole your obscene pants."

"What the hell???"

Russell was confused, he had only heard of stealing women's panties and bellybands, how could anyone steal men's underwear?

Grandma Li's, don't play cards according to the routine.

"By the way, little brother, the master seems to want to find you." Wen Cai suddenly seemed to remember something, "You go first, I'll look for it."

"Strange!" He looked at the empty yard, his face full of disbelief, why do some people like to steal the obscene pants of juniors?

Russell put this matter behind him, he was still thinking about the sudden increase in energy points, which is the big deal.

While thinking, he walked into Uncle Jiu's room.

Uncle Jiu was offering incense to Maoshan Patriarch. It was a high-quality calming incense with a wafting fragrance. After taking two sips, Luo Su felt refreshed.

He turned around, looked at Russell, and snorted, "Let me ask you, did you go shopping in a brothel last night?"