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

Although Russell has good talent and is a good seedling of Taoism, but for the huge Maoshan, his talent is not top-notch.

It is simply impossible to hit Maoshan and become a master of Maoshan.

Uncle Jiu has practiced Taoism for decades, but he is only a master. For this reason, he is also a well-known Taoist priest.

Tianshi, even Maoshan, hasn't appeared for hundreds of years.

After all, it is a sentence, it is difficult to practice Taoism!

Russell took the cheat book from Uncle Jiu, and gave a reminder in his mind.

"Would you like to study the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra"?"

"study."

A stream of information appeared in Russell's mind, and all kinds of mysterious formulas seemed so mysterious.

Name: Russell.

Age: eight years old.

Realm: Human-Teacher Duo (4/100)

Mana: 20/20

Daoism: Paper Manjutsu (Level 1 100/0), Shangqing Daozhenjing (1/[-] for those who have not started)

Points: 208

Deduction direction: 100 points of paper doll avatar, 100 points of paper doll soul control, 100 points of paper doll healing.

"Russell, you are talented and intelligent. Without anyone to teach you, you have practiced paper figurines to the state of embodying objects. It is really hard for me to imagine."

Uncle Jiu sighed, remembering how hard it was for him to eliminate demons and defend the way, and kill the evil way that used the paper figurine technique to act recklessly.

And that evil way is getting old, and I don't know how many years of cultivation before I reached the realm of giving form to things.

How long did it take for Russell? Uncle Jiu thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it took less than three days.

A sense of absurdity spread in Uncle Jiu's heart. He looked at Russell who was carefully reading the "Shangqing Great Cave Manual". Maybe this little guy can really reach the heavenly master?

Uncle Jiu shook his head, and put this ridiculous thought behind him, "Now that I have the mana in my body that I often nourish, it will be easy for you to get started with the scriptures."

"But you must remember one thing. The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"You must never learn from your senior brother's literary talent, Qiu Sheng, it's true that he has been wandering around in the first division for so many years!"

"Ugh!"

Uncle Jiu couldn't help sighing, ordinary people wait, those who are talented and intelligent can reach the first level of Renshi in a few days, and those with ordinary talents can reach the first level in half a month.

It takes only four years for a person to learn from the first level to the ninth level, to cultivate the soul and gather mana, and it takes only four years for those with extraordinary talents, and 15 years for those with ordinary talents.

Uncle Nine used it for three years, and Junior Brother Simu used it for five years.

From the human teacher to the earth teacher, it is even more difficult for ordinary ascetics to enter the dragon's gate. Uncle Jiu also spent more than ten years, and his four eyes got stuck on the threshold. I don't know how many more years it will take.

Russell sat cross-legged, and with the help of sandalwood, he quickly settled down, and his mind was calm. He had long been familiar with the road, and the magic power in his body began to work.

These magic powers all belong to Uncle Jiu. His body is too weak. If it wasn't for Uncle Jiu, he would have been unable to hold on.

According to the exercises, Russell slowly mobilized the mana in his body to operate, over and over again, gradually turning these mana into his own.

Uncle Ninth stared at Russell, seeing that everything was going normal, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He moved a chair from the side and sat in front of Russell, looking at the burning sandalwood from time to time.

Time passed quickly, Russell was still running the mana in his body, Uncle Jiu had changed the sandalwood countless times.

He looked at Russell with anticipation in his eyes. With the help of his master back then, it took him more than 100 days to become a master. I don't know how long it would take for Russell?

It is estimated that it will take ten days to refine his mana. By then, he will be the first level human master. Russell has a good talent and should not be inferior to him.

Uncle Jiu thought, from the first level of human division to the second level of human division, Russell may take 30 days, and from the second level of human division to the third level of human division, it may take 50 days.

It's only 80 days, which is much better than Uncle Jiu back then.

Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction. Wencai Qiusheng has practiced Taoism for several years. Up to now, one person has taught the first level, and the other has taught the second level.

At this moment, Luo Su's body swayed, and he fell directly on the bed. Uncle Jiu was shocked. He just shook his head helplessly when he saw his even breathing.

Xiu Daoxiu fell asleep.

"I was too hasty, after all, I am still young."

Uncle Jiu covered Russell with the quilt, and quietly exited the room.

"Squeak!"

The door closed slowly, and Russell, who had fallen into a deep sleep, opened his eyes suddenly.

It's time to hang up.

Chapter 9 Multiple paper clones

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, the big rooster raised by Uncle Jiu ran out and screamed. The sound of the specially bred rooster was extraordinarily loud and powerful.

Of course, it seemed extremely annoying.

"Good brother!"

As soon as the rooster crowed, it ran away very vigilantly, and looked back.

A certain little bear child didn't come out to beat it today.

Hastily!

The rooster tilted his head, feeling that something was a little unusual today. Ever since the previous rooster died under Russell's spell and became a delicious roast chicken, the rooster has been very wary of Russell.

One person and one chicken have been deadlocked for half a year, and they have been fighting wits and courage for half a year. Today, for the first time, Russell did not get up to beat him.

It always feels weak.

Slip, slip, go to find my concubine!

"Squeak!"

Uncle Jiu opened the door from the inside, walked into the yard, and started a day of morning exercises. Those who practice Taoism must not be lazy.

The air in the morning was just right, and Uncle Jiu had just posed in a Baguazhang pose, which is Maoshan's body-building palm technique, which can strengthen the body and strengthen the blood.

Even ghosts and gods will stay away from those with strong Qi and blood.

Although it is said that Maoshan majors in the cultivation of gods, not in energy and blood, Uncle Jiu still remembers the earnest words of his master back then.

A Taoist priest doesn't need to be very good in physical fitness, but he must be better than ordinary people, because he can run fast if he can't beat him at that time, and he won't be a backer.

Those who die are those who don't run fast.

Uncle Jiu felt that this sentence was very correct, and kept it in his heart.

He just swung two gestures, but felt a little unusual today. Uncle Jiu looked at the empty yard and was stunned for a while.

He remembered that when he was practicing Baguazhang, his little apprentice Russell would often fight with that rooster, and the noise in the yard was very lively.

It's quiet today.

Only then did Uncle Jiu remember that the little apprentice practiced Maoshan Taoism yesterday and slept late, so he probably hasn't woken up yet.

As for literary talents, Qiu Sheng, the two of them are even more lazy, Qiu Sheng finds excuses to take care of his aunt's shop every day, in fact, it is to strike up a conversation with the woman who often buys rouge and gouache.

His aunt knew about this, but she still didn't stop her. After all, Qiu Sheng was old too.

As for Wen Cai, he slept soundly. He might not respond to the corpse inside the coffin.

Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then strode towards the room of little apprentice Luo Su, he gently opened the door, and found the little apprentice sitting cross-legged on the bed, with all his heart turned upside down, and he was cultivating with all his heart.

Seeing his little apprentice Russell cultivating so hard, Uncle Jiu showed a gratified smile, but he soon discovered something was wrong.

There are too many apprentices!

Saw one through the crack of the door, opened the door a little, and saw another!

Uncle Jiu glanced around, and there were actually three young apprentices practicing cross-legged in the small room.

And there was a little apprentice sleeping soundly in the quilt, drooling.

Is this still worth thinking about?

Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and he lifted the little ears of the sleeping Russell with his hand, "I said it all, don't use the paper figurine technique, this thing will kill your life, you still have to do three at a time!"

Russell's ears were raised, and he screamed in pain. The three little Russells in the room instantly dissipated and turned into three pieces of paper, which flew over and stuck to Russell's body.

As soon as the three papers flew back, Russell's complexion immediately turned rosy, as if he had taken Shiquan Dabu pills, and his aura kept rising.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help opening his mouth wide, and watched helplessly as his little apprentice Luo Su was promoted from the first level of human division to the second level of human division.

This? ? ?

Russell smiled slyly, and said something silently in his heart.

"add a bit!"

The points on the system panel instantly decreased by 100, a stream of heat was born from Russell's body, and within a breath, he rose to another level and reached the third level of human division.

Uncle Jiu saw that the little apprentice who was still the second level teacher just now became the third level teacher, and couldn't help but doubt life.

He stuttered, "What, what's going on?"

Back then, it took him more than 100 days to train from the first level of the human teacher to the third level of the human teacher. You must know that Uncle Jiu was also the top disciple of Maoshan back then.

And what about his little apprentice Russell?

It only took one night.

Facing Uncle Jiu's surprise, Russell blinked, "I don't know, I was tired yesterday, so I asked three paper figurines to help me practice, and it was like this as soon as I woke up."

He suddenly looked aggrieved, and grabbed Uncle Jiu's hand, "Master, is it because I am too slow in cultivation, please don't drive me out of the master's school, okay, I won't be lazy and sleep tomorrow."

Are you still slow in cultivation? ? ?

Still lazy to sleep? ? ?

Uncle Jiu was about to spit out a mouthful of depressed blood. If someone else dared to speak like this in front of him, he would take out the mahogany sword and stab him with three thousand swords, so that he could see what a sword man is.

But when he thought that the little apprentice Russell was only eight years old and didn't understand anything, Uncle Jiu didn't know what to say for a while.