Douba: Crossing the Heavens and Tens of Worlds

Chapter 24
"It doesn't have to be like this. I'm not from Maoshan, and I don't need to use the seniority of the Maoshan school." Xiao Li waved his hand and said, looking at Wen Cai's expression like constipation, Xiao Li didn't want to bully honest people.

"Wen Cai, who is here, making a lot of noise, what's the matter?"

At this time, an angry voice came from the courtyard, and Uncle Jiu walked out from the courtyard.

Uncle Nine's appearance is similar to that in the movie, with a Chinese character face with straight brows, a righteous face, slightly gray hair, steady footsteps, without any signs of aging.

"Senior Brother Yimei." Seeing Uncle Jiu come out, Taoist Master Qianhe bowed first.

"Junior Brother Qianhe? Why are you here?" Uncle Jiu's tone was slightly surprised.

After leaving Maoshan, like him and Taoist Simu, there were not many brothers and sisters who were still in contact. Uncle Jiu was a little surprised by Taoist Qianhe's arrival.

Daoist Qianhe briefly talked about the experience along the way. When he mentioned the royal zombies, Uncle Jiu showed a serious look on his face. Although there is a difference in the strength of the brothers of the same generation, it is also the length of cultivation time. As a result, and it does not create the advantage of being crushed, not afraid of magical weapons, invulnerable, able to easily defeat the zombies of Taoist Qianhe, just thinking about it makes people's scalp tingle.

"I came here this time to bother senior brother for a few days, and to temporarily store that zombie in Yizhuang." Daoist Qianhe finally expressed his purpose.

"It's okay, thanks to that fellow daoist who killed the zombie in time, otherwise, if such a zombie grows up, even the elder brother and the one from Longhushan may not be able to do anything about it." Jiu Shu frowned, his face serious Said: "Go, let's go in first."

In fact, Uncle Nine had some prejudices against Taoist Qianhe's way of transporting zombies and blocking Xiao Li later. Such a terrifying evil should be burned as soon as he sees it.

"Master, there is an uncle over there." Wen Cai reminded.

"Huh?" Uncle Jiu looked around, and his eyes finally settled on Xiao Li.

"Senior brother, I haven't had time to introduce, this is Fellow Daoist Xiao Li." Daoist Qianhe introduced.

Uncle Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of astonishment flashed across his face, obviously surprised by Xiao Li's age and strength, and then gave Wen Cai a look of resentment.

His two apprentices, Wencai and Qiusheng, Wencai is simple and honest, but their talents are mediocre. Now they have not even reached the threshold of Taoism.

This idea only flashed in Uncle Jiu's mind. It would be unfair to compare a freak like Xiao Li with Wen Cai, and his requirements for Wen Cai are not particularly high. For his retirement, as for inheriting the mantle, Qiu Sheng's talent is enough.

"Friend Daoist is young and promising, it's really embarrassing." Uncle Jiu took the lead in saluting.

"Where is it, I am just an unknown person, but I have heard of Yimei Daoist name for a long time." Xiao Li replied.

"Let's go in first." Uncle Jiu glanced at the bronze-horned golden coffin behind Daoist Qianhe and said.

The zombie in the golden coffin should have been seriously injured, but not completely dead. Uncle Jiu could feel that the zombie inside was slowly recovering.

However, with the golden coffin trapped, it is estimated that there will be no accidents.

……

For the next seven or eight days, Daoist Qianhe and Xiao Li stayed in Yizhuang, while Wu Shilang and Brother 71 found a hotel to stay in, and the other soldiers greeted them. Since the incident that day, the nerves of the soldiers have been tense, and they just took this opportunity to take a rest.

In a room in Yizhuang, Xiao Li sat cross-legged on the bed, with his eyes closed, breathing evenly.

"Huh..." Xiao Li let out a long mouthful of turbid air, slowly opened his eyes, and there was also a handful of white dry powder in his hand.

"The absorption time of this second-order magic core only takes 10 minutes, but it can provide ten times the energy of the first-order magic core." Xiao Ning sighed. The cultivation of the first-order magic core is twice as fast!
"I don't know if the third-order magic core will be faster than the second-order magic core." Xiao Li thought.

For the past seven or eight days, Xiao Li only went out for a stroll occasionally. Other than trying to portray talismans, he was practicing in the room. The streets in the Republic of China period, he felt a little fresh about it, just like the square market in the Douqi Continent. .

Perhaps it was because of his increased proficiency in drawing talismans. Xiao Li used battle energy instead of mana, and succeeded without many failures. Moreover, Jiushu's Yizhuang had enough materials for drawing talismans, but Xiao Li could draw every kind of talisman. some.This is not to say that drawing a talisman is really easy. To carve a talisman requires a high degree of concentration and infusion of mana. If you are a beginner, the chance of success is less than one-tenth, but Xiao Li directly used energy to skip this stage That's all.

However, what is strange is that when he came to Renjia Town, he heard that Mrs. Ren was going to be buried, but now there is not much news.

"If I don't come again, my magic core won't last long..." Xiao Li sighed. He spent about five hours a day absorbing the magic core, and the second-order magic core consumed in one day reached a terrifying third-order. Ten pieces, converted into gold coins, is a huge [-], which is equivalent to more than half of the Xiao family's annual income, and more than half of the second-order magic core he obtained has been consumed.

Just when Xiao Li was thinking wildly, Wen Cai's voice came from outside the door: "Little Martial Uncle, Little Martial Uncle."

"Come in." Xiao Li said flatly.

"Morning uncle." Wen Cai, who was wearing a yellow vest, entered the room and said with a smile.

"Well, early, come here so early, what's the matter?" Xiao Li responded with a smile, although he had some guesses in his heart, he still asked.

Xiao Li originally didn't want Wen Cai to call him Shishu, but some old-fashioned Ninth Uncles insisted on making him call him that, and Xiao Li couldn't help it.

However, perhaps because the age difference between the two is not very big (Wen Cai is only in his twenties), and Xiao Li does not have the old-fashioned character of Uncle Jiu, the two quickly became friends, and the uncle became Wen Cai's treatment of him. nickname.

"Uncle, master asked me to ask you to drink foreign tea." Wen Cai scratched his head and said.

"Oh, do you want to drink foreign tea? Then let's go." Xiao Li smiled, got up from the bed, put the refrigerator on, and walked out of the room with Wen Cai.

"Uncle Master is really hardworking. No wonder Master always said that if I had half as much effort as Uncle Master, I wouldn't be like what I am now. Uncle Master, how did you cultivate and why are you so powerful." Wen Cai said as he walked.

At first, Uncle Jiu said that he didn't work hard enough, but Wen Cai didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until Qiu Sheng, who was his apprentice with him, distanced himself from him that he believed that Uncle Jiu's words were true. There was a gap between them, and he hadn't seen how Qiu Sheng had practiced before.

After Xiao Li came to Yizhuang, Wen Cai was hit even more, and he learned from Taoist Qianhe that Xiao Li's silver spear was a magic weapon!Even Daoist Qianhe, who worked hard in the capital, did not have a magic weapon, and Uncle Jiu, who had practiced for decades, only had a money sword that barely counted as a magic weapon. The rarity of the magic weapon can be seen.

"Where, Wencai, you have worked hard enough, but you don't have much talent in cultivation, that's why you are so short. However, as long as you practice in a regular manner, you will eventually gain something." Xiao Li said truthfully, a certain It is better not to lie about some things, white lies are not so beautiful sometimes, especially for honest people like Wencai.

"That's it, uncle, then I'd better be filial to the master, and leave the matter of inheriting the mantle to Qiu Sheng..." Wen Cai scratched his head and said honestly.

　Third watch, ladies and gentlemen, enjoy the meal, recommend a ticket

　　


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