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

"what!"

"what!"

Hearing the cries of the ****, Russell couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands. How can I say something?

It was already a daily practice for Uncle Jiu to hit the four eyes.

Just like Uncle Jiu spanking his own butt, it has become a daily routine.

Ugh!

Russell couldn't help sighing, the uncle is so pitiful, hehe, why I can't help but want to laugh.

Hahaha!

"Brother!" The four-eyed man who had been kicked several times was dumbfounded, and tightly hugged Uncle Jiu's thigh with both hands.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he yelled, "Brother, I was wrong, I will pay for your door!"

As soon as this was changed, Uncle Jiu screamed strangely, "Oh! So it's you, Junior Brother! I thought it was Zongzi, why didn't you say it earlier!"

With a look of reproach on his face, Uncle Jiu hurriedly helped Simu who was lying on the ground, looking at the swollen face on his face indignantly.

Play for fun, fight for trouble, this is his real junior, the two grew up together, no different from brothers!

Hitting the four eyes, isn't that equivalent to hitting him in the face?

It's worth it! !

"Which son of a bitch beat this, I don't know if you are my junior brother, you really don't give Lin Jiu any face!"

Uncle Jiu picked up the mahogany sword behind his back, his eyes flashed with anger, today is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, if he dares to beat his junior brother, he will stab him into a sword man himself!

"Brother!"

The four eyes were extremely moved, his eyes were swollen from the beating, and he could only vaguely see a crack, and the pig-headed face could barely see the expression of emotion.

The mouth is open, and several teeth in the mouth have fallen out. No wonder the speech is similar to Russell's, and the words are leaky.

"Brother, I was beaten by a silver-armored corpse!"

"What corpse?"

Uncle Jiu couldn't help shaking the hand holding the peach wood sword, and couldn't help asking again.

"Silver Armored Corpse!"

Si Mu said it again, he looked at Uncle Jiu with hope, hoping that Uncle Jiu could help him avenge him.

Zombies jump out of the three realms and are not among the five elements. It is because the three souls dissipate after death, because a little resentment in the heart pulls the seven souls and traps the seven souls in the body.

According to Uncle Jiu's words, it was more breath than the usual dead body, a mouthful of so-called resentment.

Of course, not all zombies are called zombies. Zombies are also divided into three or six grades. The lower ones are called walking corpses. When a stick is dropped, they will fall to the ground.

The more advanced ones are called Bronze Armored Corpses, with copper walls and iron walls, one corpse can break through a hundred-man army, and it can even rival ordinary human divisions. If there is nothing, it may not be able to defeat it.

A little more advanced is the silver-armored corpse that Simu just said, jumping three or four meters, with infinite strength, invulnerable, able to fight and carry, every one is a disaster level.

When the geographer saw this thing, he had to take a detour.

As for the golden armored corpses above the silver armored corpses, the corpse god Feitian Yasha and Hanba, sorry, they haven't appeared for thousands of years.

I heard that some great god dragged him to work as a coolie.

The luck of the four eyes is quite bad. On the way of transporting the corpse, he encountered a silver-armored corpse. He is a corpse trainer. He has a special understanding of zombies and is good at defending corpses. His combat effectiveness is stronger than that of ordinary Taoist priests.

But there are also disadvantages, that is to attract hatred!

No, that's how the four-eyed pig's head came about.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

Hearing that it was a silver-armored corpse, Uncle Jiu gasped on the spot, and Russell gasped too. The master and apprentice looked at each other tacitly, then turned and left.

"Apprentice! Is there a stewed chicken at home?"

"That's right, that's right, Master, if you don't go back, Er Hei will almost finish eating the chicken."

"This Erhei is really disgusting. If the chicken is gone when I go home, I will stew it and eat dog meat hot pot!"

"Master is wise and mighty, it would be even better if you give me another leg!"

Looking at the master and apprentice who were about to be far away after singing and singing, their faces were almost green with anger. The feelings of the brothers and sisters for so many years have faded.

He suddenly couldn't help screaming, Uncle Jiu stopped immediately, turned around sharply, and quickly squatted beside Simu.

Seeing four eyes covering his buttocks, Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, and glanced at his apprentice Russell, Russell glanced at senior brother Qiu Sheng, Qiu Sheng glanced at Wen Cai, Wen Cai blinked innocently.

Hey?

Uncle Jiu sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand, and only heard a prick, and tore off the clothes on Simu's buttocks.

The surrounding villagers hastily covered their eyes, secretly peeking through their fingers.

As soon as he opened it, Uncle Jiu saw a sharp claw mark, and the wound turned black, which was particularly glaring.

This was clearly scratched by zombies. Uncle Jiu looked solemn. His junior brother is now a half-step land master. His body is different from ordinary people. He is extremely resistant to the poison of these zombies, but the wound is so deep, no matter how strong he is, he can't bear it. live!

Not to mention that the zombie poison came from a silver armor corpse!

Uncle Jiu hurriedly turned his head to Wen Cai, paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Qiu Sheng, "Hurry up! Go to the village to buy some glutinous rice, and build a big vat!"

"Okay, master!"

Qiu Sheng left in a hurry, and Wen Cai asked curiously, "Master, do you want to cook glutinous rice?"

As soon as these words came out, the four eyes that were still lying on the corpse jumped up in fright, and was pressed to the ground by Uncle Jiu. He could only look at Wen Cai resentfully, "My good nephew, your uncle I miss you so much!"

Gritting his teeth and speaking with horror, Wen Cai couldn't help shivering, not knowing where he said something wrong.

"Why are your injuries so severe, the corpse aura is almost spreading!" Uncle Jiu touched the wound with his hands, using his magic power to slow the spread of the corpse aura.

It's the smell of corpses that made Uncle Jiu really didn't recognize the four eyes just now, and thought it was a zongzi that jumped out of nowhere!

Uncle Jiu thought Simu was kidding himself at first, but for their senior brothers, they couldn't beat a zongzi, but they could still run!

Especially with the four-eyed character, he will never fight hard if he can't beat him. Finding a place to shake people is his style. To be precise, it is the style of Maoshan.

As soon as this was mentioned, Simu couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face, and his expression was even a little silent, "Brother, all my treasures are gone."

Uncle Jiu fell silent immediately when he heard the words, his younger brother learned how to make corpses, and the so-called treasures are the zombies he trained.

Surrounded by corpse aura, it is a great tonic for silver-armored corpses, and the zombies refined by the four eyes are basically gone.

This is equivalent to Taoist priests without charms, soldiers without guns, and their strength is more than [-]% weaker out of thin air.

And that zombie has trained four eyes for more than ten years, it's his hard work!

"Master, the vat is here!"

Qiu Sheng held the water tank in both hands, and it landed firmly on the ground. He couldn't help but feel some pain on his face, "It took half an ocean."

Half an ocean is indeed a little expensive, but Uncle Jiu didn't care, as if he was thinking about something, he looked at the dejected four eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Simu, get rid of the corpse first, otherwise I won't take you to revenge in a while!"

His four eyes instantly lit up with joy, and he looked at Uncle Jiu with tears in his eyes.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"vomit!"

Russell couldn't help but vomit first.

Chapter 109

The movements of the four eyes were very fast, because he didn't have the nerve to take off his clothes under the crowd.

Immediately, the whole person jumped into the glutinous rice water. As soon as he entered the water, a trace of black air gushed out from the four eyes and buttocks, dyeing the whole glutinous rice water black.

He was still a little dissatisfied, so he sat cross-legged in the water tank and used his mana to force out the wound and even the corpse aura that had spread into his body.

If it stays on ordinary people, it will definitely be seriously ill for several days.

Corpse qi is extremely yin and evil, very unlucky.

And Uncle Jiu was on the table beside him, flamboyantly dancing. If he wanted to deal with a silver-armored corpse and kill it at once, he had to be fully prepared.

Otherwise, there will be future troubles if the corpse is not killed!

If facing the Silver Armored Corpse empty-handed, Uncle Jiu only has a [-]% chance of winning.

With the mahogany sword, there is a [-]% chance of winning.

Coupled with the four eyes of the younger brother, there is a [-]% chance of winning.

If you prepare carefully and prepare more spells, especially for zombies, then you have a [-]% chance of winning.

In addition to his little apprentice Russell, although his cultivation base is not very high, but the paper man technique, Yang Wulei, and Liu Ding Liu Jia magic spell, the victory is basically [-]% of the time.

Ninety percent. . .

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment, counted his fingers, and always felt that he must die.

He glanced at the longevity lock on Russell's neck again, and immediately couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction, the chance of winning was [-]%!

"Master, black dog blood, rooster blood, ink fight!"

Qiu Sheng put the things he bought from the villagers on the table and wiped the sweat from his brow. These things were very hard to find, and they were a bit expensive.

It cost an ocean!

Almost as good as a pig!

Uncle Jiu cast a glance at him, and suddenly felt that the odds of winning had changed from [-]% to [-]%, so he coughed lightly.

"Qiu Sheng, remember to bring Wencai back later, your uncle, junior brother, and I have something to do!"

"Master?" Qiu Sheng was taken aback, "Aren't you going to bring me and Wen Cai?"