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

I have to hang up the protagonist, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with those old gods.

6800 words today, first set a small goal, write 500 million words, hehe.

Chapter 329

When I heard that as long as I got the two very powerful treasures of the Yin-Yang Ghost Seal, I could command the Underworld and the Netherworld.

Russell's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue in surprise.

This is simply equivalent to Taoist ancestor Hongjun's accompanying treasure, the jade butterfly!

Even if it's not the strongest, for a little Xiami like him who hasn't even reached the level of a celestial master, a fairy weapon is out of reach.

Not to mention the treasures that command the two realms.

Russell's breathing was disturbed for a while, but he quickly regained his senses and became calm.

Although the Yin-Yang Ghost Seal is a treasure, I know where it is, but the key problem is that my strength is too weak to hold it at all.

With strength, the Yin-Yang Ghost Seal is the treasure of command.

Without strength, those two things are just reminders.

Hold on, hold on, wait until you have reached a certain level of strength, and then quietly snatch that treasure back.

Uncle Jiu didn't notice Russell's abnormality, and gave Zhang Qiling detailed instructions for a while, and finally persuaded him not to enter the ancient tomb again.

From ancient times to the present, there have been many sects of tomb robbers, but there have never been any good ones.

Tomb robbers ignore human relations, trample on the virtues of heaven, reap the wealth of their ancestors, and humiliate their corpses. After death, they will go to the eighteenth level of hell.

Those tomb robbers who were afraid of being punished after death chose to join the Netherworld before they died.

With the shelter of the Netherworld, they gradually transformed from humans into zombies, dormant in various ancient tombs, quietly waiting for the army of the Netherworld to counterattack.

Even if Zhang Qiling's ancestors signed a contract with the Nether Realm, setting down the rules of ghost blowing lanterns, but this is not a long-term solution after all.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's advice, Zhang Qiling nodded slowly, with a stern expression, wondering if he listened.

"Thank you."

He stood up, slowly put the ghost king's heart in his hand on the table, and stood there thinking for a while, "I owe a favor, if you have something to do in the future, just speak up."

It seemed that Uncle Jiu had resolved his doubts, which made Zhang Qiling say a few more words rarely.

Russell couldn't help listening to it, curled his lips, I'm afraid you will forget all about it in a few days.

"Brother, wait a moment."

Uncle Jiu seems to have thought of this problem too, if the soul-lost disease is not cured, it will be a great torture for Zhang Qiling.

Who wants to lose their memory after a few days, having a bridal chamber with their wife one day, and become a stranger the next day.

What are you trying to do?

Changing wives every day, wearing a hat for yourself?

Zhang Qiling was startled, and saw Uncle Jiu waved his hand to the side, and the little zombie sitting on the chair with short legs jumped down and ran to Uncle Jiu.

Since Qiu Shengwen left and Russell grew up, this little zombie has become a perfect new tool man.

I carry a toolbox every day.

And I don’t feel tired every day, I don’t need to rest and sleep, I don’t need to eat or drink, and the most important thing is that I don’t need to pay wages.

Tsk, the capitalist shed tears of envy, and the banker slapped his thigh angrily.

When you are hungry or sleepy, just breathe out to the moon in the sky.

I really *drink the northwest wind!

Uncle Jiu took the bamboo tube from the back of the little zombie, joined the middle and index fingers of his right hand, and kicked so hard that his fingers were covered with cinnabar.

He took out a yellow talisman and danced on it, and after a while, a talisman emitting yellow light was drawn.

"As long as you carry this charm, you can keep your memory forever, so go back to the ancient village of the Zhang family."

Zhang Qiling took the talisman, nodded slowly, he was silent for a long time, looking at Uncle Jiu, it took him a long time to say two words.

"Thank you."

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and left, walking away with the black-patterned golden knife on his back.

Uncle Jiu looked at his figure and couldn't help muttering softly.

"Go back, go back, never come out."

This spell can only last for a few decades at most, and a few decades is the lifetime of an ordinary person, but it is nothing to Zhang Qiling.

Because of the unicorn's blood, Zhang Qiling lived too long.

It is precisely because of this longevity that it has turned into a curse, and the Zhang family has been spying on by crooked, emperors and nobles.

Drawing blood, concocting babies, imprisoning the Zhang family, giving birth to children like animals, and even directly concocting alchemy from living people.

When faced with death, anyone who lives a long life is guilty!

……

As night fell, Uncle Jiu and Luo Su lived in Maimen nearby. Fortunately, Maimen had once been prosperous. Although there were few people, there were many houses.

Uncle Jiu gave a few more dollars for the room fee, but the two of them were overjoyed. Although they wanted to refuse, they looked at the few copper coins in their pockets, and went on cheekily.

Fortunately, there is a step, and a few oceans cover not only the room rate, but also the repair cost of the wall that Russell broke through.

Even though they knew it was Uncle Jiu's help, the two of them still smiled happily, without the slightest confidence to be heirs of the famous sect.

At that time, I don't know how many people were eager to get a hexagram from Mai Shen's fortune teller.

If this thing is put into future generations, and they go to speculate in stocks and play funds, they must at least be a billionaire.

buy lottery tickets?

Let's forget it, Mai Shen's operator will also hit the street when he goes.

Russell shook his head, entered the room with the heart of a ghost king, patted the little zombie on the head, and told him to stay quietly beside the bed.

He needs the condensed energy of the ghost king's heart, and what's left is naturally some evil spirit and resentment, these things are a great tonic for the little zombie.

"Squat here and wait for me, I will pamper you for a while!"

Seeing Russell's lascivious smile, the little zombie shook his head violently, subconsciously covering his hands

He wanted to turn around and run away, but a hand held his head, and he touched it wantonly, which was very comfortable.

Russell was elated.

Those who like to pet cats and dogs are all low compared to him.

Master, I'll just lick the little zombie!

After ravaging the little zombie every day, Russell sat cross-legged and put the ghost king's heart in front of him.

The bewitching ghost king's light exuded a dim light, and faintly emanated a gloomy aura, making the room a bit colder.

Luo Su concentrated and calmed down, mobilized the magic power in his body, and slowly put his hand on the ghost king's heart, a strong attraction was born immediately, continuously absorbing the energy from the ghost king's heart.

As soon as this energy entered his body, Russell was keenly aware of the difference. Compared with the usual gentle mana, it was simply too vicious!

The energy was violent and extremely aggressive, and soon, these energies met the even more unreasonable power of lightning, and instantly turned into a cat in front of the tiger.

Honestly amazing.

"call!"

"call!"

Russell's breathing became more and more rapid, his mana refining became faster and faster, and the experience value in front of the panel kept beating.

It seems to have reached a bottleneck, only to hear a click in my heart.

He understood immediately.

"Earth Master Second Heaven! Breakthrough!"

Chapter 330 Uncle Nine's Biggest Taboo

This ghost king's heart is worthy of being a treasure for prying eyes in the practice world.

Not only did Russell directly break through to the second level of Earth Masters, but the energy was still flowing, and he continued to improve his cultivation.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been discouraged by this time, his cultivation had improved too fast, his foundation was not stable, and he was easy to exaggerate.

Just like a person's figure, if you don't maintain it for a long time and let it go, your body will start to lose shape and you will directly become a fat person.

At that time, if you want to change from a fat person to a thin person, it takes time and energy, and the 01:30 point is not what you need.

Of course, Russell definitely doesn't need to worry about it.

Who let him hang up?

A steady stream of energy was drawn from the ghost king's heart, and Russell's aura kept rising and gradually stabilized.

"Is it terminated?"

"But I'm not satisfied yet!"

Russell opened his eyes slightly, and exhaled a few breaths. He urgently needs strength now, and is extremely eager.

"Not enough, not enough!"

"add a bit!"

"add a bit!!"

With a thought in his mind, Russell immediately put all his energy points into his cultivation.

Fortunately, the weird face and Ksitigarbha ghost king before, these two big fish from the underworld, let Russell directly gain weight.

……

Strange energy surged, and the whole room began to blow up. A fierce momentum came from Russell, blowing off the little zombie's hat.

The confused little zombie looked left and right, and couldn't help scratching his head with his little hands.