Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Taoist Qianhe frowned.

Get up.

"Don't take it."

As soon as these words came out.

The officers were stunned.

"What's wrong, Master Qianhe?"

"Let's get going."

"what?"

When the officer heard this, he became a little anxious.

"We've been traveling all day, can't we take a break?"

Just started complaining.

But it seemed that Taoist Qianhe had already made up his mind.

Sighed.

The tarpaulin and the stand were packed up again.

The officers continued to move forward with Taoist Master Qianhe.

Just the direction.

It turned into the direction towards Renjia Town.

...

Taoist temple.

In a quiet room.

On the futon.

One person closed his eyes.

Wearing a black and white robe.

There is a big Bagua on the robe.

There were flashing electric patterns on his body.

The lines appeared, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

But, I am still practicing.

Outside, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Shi Jian looked displeased.

He was about to start scolding immediately.

But when I heard the sound outside the door.

There was a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"Father, the Bagua mirror is lit."

Shi Shaojian said this and knocked on the door twice more.

"come in."

There was a squeak.

The door is opened.

Shi Shaojian pushed the door open and walked in.

"The Bagua mirror has been flashing continuously since a while ago."

"I don't understand what's going on."

As he spoke, Shi Shaojian handed the Bagua mirror in his hand to Shi Jian.

Take the Bagua mirror.

Look up.

Take a look.

There was some surprise in Shi Jian's eyes.

But the surprise was fleeting.

Turned into contempt.

"Disciple Recruitment Order?"

"Ah."

Shi Jian sneered.

"Lin Jiu, Lin Jiu."

"You have something to ask of me, too?"

Beside him, Shi Shaojian listened to Shi Jian's murmurs.

I understood immediately.

He had also heard about the relationship between Uncle Jiu and his father.

Never compatible.

Shi Shaojian didn't have a good impression of Uncle Jiu.

Glanced at Shi Jian.

"Father, shall we go?"

"Go, of course you have to go."

Shi Jian stroked his beard gently.

"Disciples' call to action. All Maoshan disciples who are called to action must participate."

"I am still the eldest senior brother, so naturally I have to go too."

Shi Jian stood up.

I packed my bag.

"Send someone to pack up my things."

"Shao Jian, come with me."

"Okay father."

Shi Shaojian responded and turned to leave the house.

Only Shi Jian was left looking in the direction of Renjia Town.

His eyes were dark.

After a long time, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Sneered.

...

The area around Renjia Town.

Luochuan takes dozens of meters in one step.

A pair of eyes were searching for the evil ghost quickly.

This way.

From the town.

They fought all the way out of the town.

Ten thousand ghosts fled.

There are many evil spirits and fierce ghosts inside.

These ghosts were encountered by Luochuan.

The only outcome is to have your soul torn apart.

One sword kills one evil ghost.

The system's voice kept ringing in my mind.

[Ding, kill evil ghost*1, gain: 2000 merit points]

[Ding, kill 1 evil spirit, gain: 5000 merit points]

1.5 The prompt sound continued to sound as Luo Chuan continued to swing the Sirius Sword in his hand.

Only a moment later.

Luochuan has already received hundreds of thousands of merit points.

beside.

Xiaobai was not idle either.

These evil ghosts and fierce ghosts.

For Xiaobai.

It's like a buffet.

Xiaobai opened his tiger's mouth.

Swallowing in big mouthfuls.

Swallow one at a time.

Xiaobai even growled.

His stature has grown a lot.

As Xiaobai's strength grows stronger.

Feedback from Xiaobai's swallowing.

Nor is it limited to just merit points.

On the contrary, there is spiritual power.

Ten thousand ghosts are traveling.

There are even more ghosts and monsters.

The evil ghosts and fierce spirits swallowed by Xiaobai.

It also gave back a lot of spiritual power to Luochuan.

A vast amount of spiritual energy enters the body.

Filling Luochuan's whole body.

It nourishes as if it is constantly repairing.

Luo Chuan waved the Sirius Sword in his hand.

In my mind, there is only the system prompt sound.

I also felt something else.

Luochuan felt a little strange.

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But, as Xiaobai swallowed more and more.

Plus, Luochuan killed so many ghosts himself.

Sudden.