Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 43 Shenmu Tongtian, Tiangang Suppresses Evil

After a while.

Jin Manlou walked out of a group of people.

Among the crowd was Zhao Ying, who held half a chicken in his hand and gnawed on it as he walked.Qiu Sheng, who was walking with him, glanced at him from time to time, his teeth itching with anger.I stretched out my hand, and this guy snatched it from my hand, without even letting myself get a little bit of it.

After working all night, he drank a bowl of porridge in the morning, how could he not be greedy when he saw meat.

Qiu Sheng secretly poked and said: "This bastard is not afraid of choking to death if he eats alone. Awei and he can get along with each other if they have frictions. I have not even let me catch a hair of my friendship with him for so many years."

"Hmph, I will treat you like a bully later on."

That's right, Qiu Sheng convinced him.

At the cost of five yellow charms of different types.

In exchange, Zhao Ying will take over most of his physical work.

Of course, Zhao Ying didn't ask for the yellow talisman to stick it on her body. Will the experiment be suppressed?

He is intended to be used as a blueprint for analysis.

The first level of Chaos Demon Body Art has been completed, he needs more information to create the second level.

Asking for the yellow talisman was a temporary idea.

Originally, he planned to complete the analysis of ghost fetus and black bone broken palm, so he went to Coffin Mountain to see if he could find a dead body as a blueprint for analysis.

The stalemate information obtained from Mr. Ren is incomplete, and without the complete training method for the stalemate stage, his body would not be able to transform like this.

Temporary intention to analyze the yellow talisman, just to try to pry into the secret of Maoshan technique, to add a foundation of creation technique for myself.

Anyway, it doesn't cost money, and there is no danger, it's a matter of passing by.By the way, you can also watch a group of Maoshan Taoist priests reveal their Taoism, which kills two birds with one stone.

Lightning rushes to thunder fist, but he is greedy for wooden stakes.

Of course, for him, the most important thing is the refining method of zombies.

Coffin Mountain has to go last time.

Coffin Mountain is also called Zombie Forest.

It is said that once a group of robbers were betrayed and died of injustice. The breath was not scattered in the throat, and the corpse became stiff.

These zombies worship the moon and practice, and never go down the mountain to drink human blood, and even Uncle Jiu is unwilling to provoke them.

Zhao Ying dared to go only because he didn't believe that the zombie with coffin fungus growing from its throat had evolved to the stage of zombie king.In the play, Uncle Jiu calls him the Zombie King, not referring to his evolutionary stage, but that zombie is the boss of other zombies.

Zhao Ying looked at the zombie catalog and knew the description of zombies in the corpse king stage.

The body returns to the sun, reborn after death, the breath of the corpse penetrates the body and sucks the essence through the air, haunts under the sun, and has almost no natural enemies.

If it is the zombie king, who would dare to suck the coffin fungus in his throat?

When a group of people arrived at Yizhuang, more than 20 people had already gathered in the front yard.

Packs of unidentified things were piled up in the corner of the courtyard wall, forming a hill.

A group of young and strong guys stood beside a wooden stake with a thick bowl mouth and a height of three meters.

There are more than 20 trees leaning against the courtyard wall, and no one has moved them.

Among the more than 20 people, eight of them wore yellow sermon robes, carried mahogany swords on their backs, and held compasses in their hands.There was only one Taoist with a long face and pointed jaw, two long beards floating around his lips, and a black and white Taoist robe, standing with his hands behind his back.

Zhao Ying followed Qiusheng's security team into the door, and the people in the courtyard moved their eyes when they heard the movement.

"Finally here, ready to go."

Uncle Jiu strode forward, took a look, and suddenly saw Zhao Ying among them, and couldn't help asking, "Little Zhao, why are you here?"

Just as Qiusheng was about to answer, Zhao Yingzheng said, "I heard from Qiusheng that Uncle Ninth and you sent someone, so I wondered if I could help."

Qiu Sheng cast him a strange look, opened his mouth, but remained silent.

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "Very well, you will follow Qiu Sheng and help us."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to A Wei and said, "Captain Wei, divide up your people and send a few of you to follow me as brothers and sisters."

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Taoists in yellow robes all raised their voices in the crowd: "I need three people."

"I don't need it. I have enough disciples from the four major disciples in the southeast, northwest and north."

"Children from the Zhao family, Qiusheng, come to my side." The voice of the four-eyed priest was mixed in the crowd.

Not long after, a group of people from the security team were dispatched.

Standing in the courtyard, Uncle Jiu sighed and said: "Two people carry a wooden stake, and the one who is strong will carry one. There are three villages plus Renjia Township, each place has nine wooden stakes. The longer the distance, the longer the distance." A few, easy to change on the way."

"What are you doing with so many wooden stakes?" Zhao Ying asked Qiusheng in a low voice.

"Shenmu Tongtian, Tiangang Suppresses Evil. This is my Maoshan secret formation, the foundation of the Tiangang Suppressing Evil Formation."

"..."

Zhao Ying glanced left and right, secretly poking at each Taoist in the courtyard.

He also didn't recognize people, but he roughly guessed the identities of two of these strangers.

As mentioned before, the person who has the four major disciples in the southeast, northwest, must be Taoist Master Qianhe who is a pioneer in the Taoist altar and only plays high-end rounds.

The one in the black and white Taoist robe must be Shi Jian, the master of Maoshan, and the young man with his hands behind his back should be his son Shi Shaojian.

At this moment, Ren Tingting, the eldest lady of the Ren family, was also standing behind Aunt Cane, carrying a few burdens on her back.

It was only one or two steps away from Shi Jian and the others.

Zhao Ying's eyes stopped, and he suddenly noticed that the young man behind Shi Jian had been looking sideways at Ren Tingting, with an evil smile on his mouth.

"Huh? This fellow is not planning to call Ren Tingting's attention!"

Zhao Ying shifted her eyes lightly, and asked Qiu Sheng who was beside her in a low voice, seemingly unintentionally: "Why is Miss Ren still here? Forget about her grandpa, why didn't she go back to live in Ren's mansion?"

When Qiu Sheng heard this, he glanced at Ren Tingting and said in a low voice, "Tingting is our junior sister now."

"What?"

"Uncle Jiu took her as his apprentice?" Zhao Ying's expression was very exciting.

Qiu Sheng didn't pay attention to his expression, he stared straight at Ren Tingting, fascinated: "No, Tingting is my master's junior sister, Gu Gu, as her teacher."

"..."

Zhao Ying swallowed.

"When? How could the young lady of the Ren family be silent as a teacher?"

"Yesterday." Qiu Sheng looked in Ren Tingting's direction and said, "Yesterday Tingting suddenly proposed to worship Aunt Cane as a teacher, Aunt Cane did not object, and then she entered the school under the witness of all the teachers and uncles."

Qiu Sheng's voice paused, as if recollecting his memory.

"I said, why are you asking so clearly, kid? You... also want to play Tingting's idea?"

He turned his head fiercely and stared at Zhao Ying viciously, with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Zhao Ying said without changing his face: "I don't want to. But... I'm sure no one else will think about it."

Zhao Ying winked, raised her eyes and glanced at Shi Shaojian.

With a calm expression on his face, he said in a voice like a mosquito: "If you want to be the son-in-law of the Ren family, then you have to pay close attention to it, and don't be picked by someone halfway."

Qiu Sheng followed his gaze, and suddenly frowned when he saw something.

At this time, everyone started to move, including Ren Tingting behind Aunt Cane, but the young man behind Shi Jian seemed to slow down on purpose, and fell behind Ren Tingting.

Zhao Ying watched carefully, the young man landed behind Ren Tingting, Zhuangruo waved his hand unintentionally, and somehow took a strand of hair from Ren Tingting's back, Ren Tingting didn't notice it at all.

"What are you two dawdling about? Come here soon, take your guys and prepare to go." The voice of the four-eyed priest came from the front.

"gone."

Zhao Ying restrained her strength and kicked Qiu Sheng lightly.

He didn't dare to use all his strength, his body bones were completely transformed, and his strength had grown to about three thousand catties.If he didn't stay strong, he would have kicked Qiu Sheng's leg bones to pieces, tearing his flesh and tearing him completely into two pieces.

A large group of people had already left Yizhuang, and Taoist Master Simu was waiting for them, when he saw Zhao Ying stepped forward and said: "Zhao family boy, it's okay to carry two poles with your strength, right?"

"No problem." Zhao Ying replied.

"There is a problem." Qiu Sheng caught up.

Looking at Zhao Ying, he said: "Old Zhao, don't forget to help me carry it. In my opinion, with your strength, it's not a problem to carry seven or eight."

Zhao Ying frowned, and squinted: "Is there something wrong with your brain? Are seven or eight stumps as long as my hands? Can you carry one for me to see? You are saying that this tree stump weighs at least two hundred catties, but seven or eight stumps weigh more. I can't carry it."

"Stop messing around, you won't be able to finish it when it gets dark. Zhao's boy, you can carry two, Qiusheng, you can carry one, and hold the hoe and shovel."

"Don't dawdle, we still have to go up the mountain."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Priest Simu picked up two wooden stakes and strode out of the courtyard gate.

"Uphill? What kind of mountain?"

"We have to go up all the mountains. We, the uncle and the others are in charge of the town, and we have to nail nine wooden stakes on nine highlands."

Qiu Sheng took out one of the hill-like bundles and carried it on his back, and picked up a wooden stake.

Zhao Ying also picked up two sticks, and was about to catch up with the four-eyed Taoist priest in front of him with big strides, but Qiu Sheng suddenly said: "Connect it."

Immediately, he felt his shoulders sink, and a three-meter-long wooden stake with the thickness of the mouth of a bowl was pressed on him again.

Zhao Ying glanced at him again, without saying a word.

"You promised yourself, don't blame me." Qiu Sheng grabbed a shovel and a hoe and said with a smile.

While they were talking, an old man and a young man walked out of the courtyard with their hands behind their backs.When the young man behind him was about to cross the threshold, he turned his head and looked at them, as if mocking.

"Pooh."

Seeing the two people go out the door, their figures turned and disappeared to the side of the courtyard wall, Qiu Sheng spit in a low voice.

"Why are they empty-handed?" Zhao Ying shook his eyelids.

Qiu Sheng said in a low voice: "This wooden stake is made by condensing wood gas with magic. You can take it and use it as you like, and it's a fart!"

"Condensed Wood Qi!"

Zhao Ying glanced at the wooden stake on his shoulder and thought, "Could it be the wooden stake method!"

"Hurry up, I won't be able to catch up in a while." Qiu Sheng reminded.

The two stepped out of the courtyard gate, and after a while, they caught up with the four-eyed priest in front.

There were only three of them in this line, and the others scattered all over the place.

"I didn't understand, they can take and use anytime, why do we have to carry five? Since they are more convenient, why are they only responsible for four?"

"Who made him an uncle?" Qiu Sheng's voice became louder, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Big, big! Do you understand?"

"Don't talk nonsense, your uncle is not big-hearted. If you let him know that you are arranging him behind his back, your master will not be able to protect you." The four-eyed Taoist who was walking in front did not return his head.

Qiu Sheng curled his lips: "I know the rules of the house. Respect the teacher, he must be like a teacher."

"Anyway, you'd better not mess with him. When your master was young, he liked to talk back to him, and he hated him for a lifetime."

"Don't worry, Master Uncle, Master Uncle is not as amiable as your old man, and I'm not stupid, so I definitely don't dare to talk nonsense in front of him."

The four-eyed priest smiled: "I'm an old... old... family?"

Word by word, his laugh was more like a sinister laugh.

"Not old, uncle, you are not old at all." Qiu Sheng laughed dryly.The four-eyed uncle's method of "love you to death" is the shadow of his childhood.

The four-eyed Taoist said softly: "You kid is so outspoken, sooner or later you will offend your uncle unintentionally."

The few people talked and talked, and walked for a while towards the mountain road outside Renjia Town, and arrived at a position halfway up a mountain.

Qiu Sheng suddenly said: "By the way, old Zhao, did you notice just now that Shi Shaojian seems to have done something to Tingting?"

Zhao Ying's face was neither red nor out of breath, and he said calmly, "He pulled out one of Miss Ren's hair."

"Ok?"

The four-eyed Taoist priest who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)