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

At that scene, seeing his four apprentices stunned, he didn't recover for a long time.

Extorting a sum of money, four eyes pulled Luo Su to run away in a hurry, if the uncle Ji came back to his senses, little Russell would not care, but he, as an uncle, had to be punished a few times.

Although it has been a long time since I have been beaten, there is something called childhood shadow.

Sure enough, as four eyes expected, before he had gone far, Uncle Ji had come to his senses, looking at the paper figurine in his hand, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

This thing that can only cure baldness has exchanged a lot of priceless treasures for me, why is he so obsessed?

The world is dangerous, Uncle Ji turned his head abruptly, and found that the two little boys had already run away without a trace, and suddenly became a little crazy, and poked his big bald head with his palm.

"Ah, did you agree that Maoshan people would not lie to Maoshan people?"

"Master, why are you still chasing me?"

A disciple behind him held back his laughter, and the number of times he could make their master feel embarrassed was rare.

You can't laugh out loud, or according to the tradition of Maoshan, hum...

"Those two cubs are very smart, they probably ran away a long time ago."

Uncle Ji counted, and at their level of cultivation, they can already run a long way in this time.

Especially for the same Maoshan Taoist, the strength is not much different, and it is even more difficult to track them down.

Thinking of Little Russell's cultivation, Uncle Ji looked serious, with his hands behind his back, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Maoshan, this time there is going to be an extraordinary character."

At such a young age, his cultivation was almost as good as that of their elders, which really made him feel a little sweaty, and the four disciples behind him couldn't help but click.

"no!"

Uncle Ji took a step back and became more and more angry as he thought about it. He slapped his thigh fiercely, "Those two guys can run away, and the monk can't run away from the temple. I can't teach them two. I'll teach Xiaojiu a lesson!"

"Master, this is not very good."

"What's wrong with that?" Uncle Ji turned his head and stared stubbornly at his apprentice, "What's wrong with my elder teaching the younger?"

The apprentice waved his hand helplessly, "Brother Lin Jiu and his disciples are all so powerful, he may be even stronger after all these years, we may not be able to beat him."

Little Russell is now a master, so how high is his master Lin Jiuxiu?

Thinking hard.

"hiss!"

Uncle Ji gasped, but he didn't want to give up because of the face, and rolled his eyes, "I also heard that Xiao Jiu has two stupid apprentices. As elders, it's not too much for us to care and love?"

apprentice:(.???.)

"Hey, hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait."

"Dear Wencai Qiusheng, here I come!!"

……

"Did you tell your master?"

"I've said it." Russell fiddled with the paper figurine in his hand, looking around curiously, "He is also an elder, so he won't be so stingy, right?"

The four eyes smiled and said nothing, looked at the densely packed treasures in his arms, good guy, there are seven or eight optical instruments, and a bunch of spells.

My good boy, this almost got Uncle Ji's underwear here.

Whoever changes, everyone will be impatient, and must make a fuss.

According to Simu's understanding of Uncle Ji, nine times out of ten, he "cares for and loves" his poor two nephews.

Poor Qiusheng Wencai, who was sitting at home, and the misfortune came from the sky, prayed silently for the two of them with four eyes, and before waiting for two seconds, he turned around and started sharing the spoils with little Russell.

Those two guys are very naughty. I don't know how many people want to step into the road of cultivation but have no connections. Contacting cultivation is a great luck, so they don't cherish it.

Ugh!

Four eyes looked at Luo Su quietly, if there was no such a little devil, his brother Lin Jiu would not know how angry he would be.

One was accepted, but two more came, Wen Caiqiusheng, these two fellows, did not make his senior brother Lin Jiu feel ashamed in front of Maoshan comrades.

Almost everyone in Maoshan knew that Lin Jiu had two idiot apprentices, and they couldn't help laughing in their hearts. When they saw Russell, what kind of expression would they have?

It must be wonderful.

When Simu thought of that scene, he felt inexplicably very comfortable. Could this be what the little nephew often said about pretending to be slapped in the face?

Just as he was daydreaming, Russell stopped suddenly, frowned, and said, "No!"

"what happened?"

The four eyes also stopped, looked at the startled Russell, looked around for a while, and there was nothing unusual.

Russell stood there, his expression constantly changing, and he cursed directly, "Grass, the world is dangerous!"

As he said that, he moved extremely fast, and with the wings of Thunder spreading, he flew directly towards the Jiang family's old house, keeping his four eyes fixed on the spot.

Russell flew faster and faster, feeling extremely unhappy, because just now, he thought of someone.

Chen Laogou, who was with them, was quickly separated when the Millennium Zombie King made a surprise attack.

It doesn't matter if they are separated, after all, the two sides also met by chance, so there is no need to care about each other.

But Russell remembered a sentence from Uncle Ji, "The Jiang family has been making wax for generations, and it has been hundreds of years."

The Jiang family didn't seem to have a vicious aura hovering over it, and Mr. Jiang was the reincarnation of the second master. In the hall, the densely packed wax corpses smiled relieved.

This doesn't look like a villainous house by any means.

Luo Su thought about what Chen Laogou said. The evil magic he captured was hidden in the coffin, but it had only been asleep for more than ten years.

His eyes were full of anger, this old Chen Gou used them as guns without any trace!

For Taoist priests, subduing demons and eliminating demons is an instinct of righteousness, and Chen Laogou recognized them as Maoshan Taoist priests at a glance.

Perhaps when he saw the wax corpses for the first time, he had already planned to establish the Jiang family as an evil family without any trace.

I really underestimated him a bit, how could a person who has lived for 500 years be so simple!

Chapter 221 Chen Laogou's Second Hand

At this time, the Jiang family compound has long lost its former splendor, and has become dilapidated, and the people inside are running around.

No one dares to live here anymore. They can see clearly from a distance that there are gods and demons fighting here.

Although they didn't know which god it was, the last flash of light really blinded their eyes.

The entire Jiang family compound was divided into two, even the hills behind were separated, and the Yangtze River behind could be seen directly.

It was really scary, and their legs were weak and trembling.

Some elderly people couldn't help but shook their heads. It was true that kind-hearted people were not rewarded. The Jiang family's wax making for generations has made a fortune in Mr. Jiang's generation.

Before he could be rich and prosperous, his son died suddenly. Just like that, his whereabouts were unknown, and Jiang's family was also in ruins.

These hundreds of years of family inheritance are all because of the sudden disappearance of the monster, which made them sigh.

Why do they know it's a demon?

The rumbling sound of thunder, the towering giant fingers like mountains, and the roaring sound, many people were scared and shivered under the covers.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, all they can do is pray secretly, don't hit them here.

Russell silently landed on the ruins of Jiang's compound, and the second master's blow completely destroyed the house.

In a few years, some weeds will grow, and not many people will remember this old story.

Perhaps if it is passed down, it will become a legend in the mouth of the old man.

He took a few steps forward and came to the hole leading to the underground hall. At this time, the hole was completely covered by gravel.

But this does not bother Russell, who is the inheritor of the Feng Shui master.

Gently press your feet hard, and with a little friction, the ground begins to vibrate.

"Ten thousand mountains diverge!"

Russell let out a soft drink, and the rubble pile in front of him began to shake, and a large amount of rubble quickly separated.

He stretched out his hand lightly again, the ground sank, strands of sand and stone scattered, and after a few breaths, a passage appeared in front of him.

He jumped down and directly entered the hall again. There was only the human skin of Butler Jiang on the ground, and there was no trace of Chen Laogou.

Looking up, the pile of gold, silver and jewels that were originally hidden here had disappeared without a trace.

Chen Laogou said that the gold, silver and jewels belonged to him. Now it seems that what he said cannot be taken seriously.

Russell followed the footsteps and rushed away. This time, he came to the wax corpse hall full of rows.

Only this time, he saw something different, that is, there was a plaque on the front of the hall.

"Ancestral Temple!"

There is also a thin red cloth behind the plaque, with the names of a group of people densely written on it.

The leading character is exactly the word Jiang, but the last word was inexplicably left out, as if there was some taboo, and it was not filled in.

Russell speculated maliciously, could this be Jiang Wei's descendant?

The second master was reincarnated, so you can come and take care of him.

He shook his head violently, Jiang Wei had never heard of any descendants, it should be just a coincidence.

But the plaque and the red cloth in front of him can prove one thing, that is, the wax corpses in this hall are not wax made of living people as Chen Laogou said.

Although the ancestors were not buried and buried in the ground for safety, but instead made into wax corpses, Russell felt very strange.

But after thinking about it, maybe the Jiang family belonged to a minority group and had a different burial style.

He had heard that in some places, corpses would be buried on cliffs in order to prevent those pesky tomb robbers.

Thinking of the floating coffin on the cliff, Russell felt a little strange in his heart, and couldn't help but look back at his Thunder Wings.

Even if they were killed, there are still people who can fly and have wings in this world, right?

Russell shook his head violently, looked at the many wax corpses in the hall in front of him and was silent for a while, maybe from today onwards, no one will take care of them.

Everything will return to ashes, ashes to ashes, because the Jiang family has no descendants.

"Ugh!"