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

Maoshan Sect leader Shi Jian is cultivating ghosts, but I have never seen what he said.

If he wasn't heartless, he wouldn't have planned it. Why did he come to him? The situation will soon be reversed. "Master and apprentice, don't blame my brother for not caring about your friendship with the master. I don't want to see you get lost.' Uncle was sad.

The peach sword in his hand was ready.

Luochuan quickly winked at Gao Si.

But when I came, I was met with a cold stare.

"Brother Four Eyes, stop it now. I haven't finished talking yet. How can you be so indiscriminate and attack me? I'm thinking about the day when we studied Lu together in Maoshan." Luo Chuan hid behind the table.

Three feet away from Uncle Jiu.

“Brother, there’s nothing I can do.” The dragon around his eyes rolled his eyes.

The watch that beats the soul in my hand is also trembling in my hand!

“Uncle Lin, don’t think I’m afraid of you. I don’t want to hurt you accidentally.” Luo Chuan was also very angry.

Was he not doing anything unnatural, or was there some misunderstanding about their folio?

"Master and disciple, open the dragon's spine, but intercept the zombie's spine, grow inside you, and completely integrate into your body. Do you drink human blood every day now? So, what's the difference between making a corpse monster?". The uncle was furious.

Open and close, just like when Luochuan came.

Luochuan, get out of the way.

I quickly explained. "How could you do this? Can't you just take the nail from me and put it on the Zombie King?" Luo Chuan explained.

"What is it?"

What is this operation? It's a bit noisy!

Uncle Jiu was a little bit unbelievable and froze. Seeing Luochuan, he gave the four-eyed priest a look and told him to look at the door and Luochuan should not run away.

"Brother, I'm afraid of pain." Luo Chuan smiled bitterly.

Uncle Jiu was silent on the spot and said that when they were studying in Maoshan, the person who could not bear the hardship of practicing Taoism the most was not the impoverished Matan, but the current Luochuan.

Practicing Taoism is afraid of being tired, so you always want to take shortcuts!

I don't know how my personality was developed.

His accomplishments are generally recognized in the martial arts world as the Ninth Floor Magician.

So dirty!

However, Luo Chuan knew a shortcut. The armored body could instantly allow him to enter the first-class ranks and stand with him.

"Is it true?" Uncle Jiu didn't believe it.

"Brother, you doubt my character." Luo Chuan got angry and took off his coat to show it to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu stopped him directly.

He waved. "You're a grown man. Please don't strip so fast. I won't see."

I don't like it, but my body is honest. Uncle Jiu held the peach wood sword in one hand and looked at Luo Chuan's determined back warily.

No scars!

The even more eye-catching four-eyed Taoist priest took the soul-capturing bell back into the yellow cloth bag, opened his eyes wide, and held it firmly with a magnifying glass.

"Brother, take a closer look. Opportunities like this are rare." "Bah!"

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. How can you say that about our lovely brother?"

Luo Chuan glanced at the two men with disgust.

"You have a bad mouth. I am not Shi Jian, the head of Maoshan. Otherwise, you will have to endure the righteous wrath."

"Brother, your operation needs to be discussed." Uncle Jiu put the heart into his stomach.

That's OK. You don't have to eat your dog.

"What are we discussing? Of course it can't be just about fingernails. We need to know how much cheaper it is. This will naturally help other treasures." Xu was unhappy.

He lost his virginity!

After being seen by Uncle Jiu, he was no longer the innocent man.

If these two loudmouths tell his brothers, how will he face people in the future?

Think of sad images of the future.

Ma's mother patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, I heard that you were targeted by that bastard Lin Jiu."

Luochuan's scalp felt a little numb.

……

The four-eyed dragon was a little confused and stared at Luochuan.

"Xu Bu Si, are there any other auxiliary materials? What are they? Senior brother is really interested. I will exchange them with you in exchange for magic skills."

Uncle Nine glanced at Si with disgust.

"Four Eyes, this guy is interested in the clone of the young master and apprentice anyway. You don't miss the river, do you?"

Uncle Jiu was a little worried.

This person is becoming increasingly unreliable.

As I got older, I changed jobs.

Is it too late?

Change jobs, but have to start from scratch!

Of course, Uncle Jiu is not indifferent to fame and fortune. He looked at Luochuan with curiosity.

"A hundred-year-old demon soul, a hundred-year-old corpse, a good burial place..."

Luochuan said a lot, but to put it simply, it means one thing.

You are too poor to think about such a great thing. He used to be Maoshan’s younger brother. He was favored by the master.

How long did it take to complete the Maoshan Forbidden Land? It took ten years to complete.

Now Uncle Jiu will stay in Maoshan for another ten years, so he can go to bed and have a good rest.

With Shi Jian's stingy character.

"Under the couch, so someone else can get some sleep."

They will be kicked out directly.

The four-eyed dragon sneered.

My face is blushing!

Brothers, they thought they were the richest landlords, but they were slapped hard by reality.

Frog in the well!

On Taoist practice: wealth, companionship, Buddhism, and land.

Indispensable.

But what is the purpose of spiritual practice? Isn't it to use these external things (from Li Li) as food for one's own spiritual practice?

Luochuan is a good practitioner.

Turn all available means into your own strength.

But what about him?

A complete miser.

"Will not be despised by us decent people." Uncle scolded.

Isn't it against the laws of nature to not learn from the records of the gods on top of Mount Mao and to take shortcuts?

What should we do for the monks who have worked hard for many years?

Luo Chuan looked at his uncle indifferently.

"Brother, is there any misunderstanding about the side door? The main street is 3,000, and the side door is 800. Who decided that we must follow the correct path of mankind?"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't confuse our minds." Uncle Jiu slapped the table, wanting to teach Luochuan a lesson immediately.

But think about it. His clone is at his feet, don't.

Chapter 165: Coffin Mountain and Zombie Forest

If you don’t succeed you will lose more!

He has good intentions but always does bad things.

Luo Chuan stared at their gradually dimming backs, feeling that the strong ones would never come back.

Luochuan stopped and finally sighed.

"As an uncle, he couldn't just let them go. It's hard to explain."

Turned around and went back to Yizhuang.

At dusk, cold air condensed in the void.

Open the door.

In the cold night light. No one.

Luochuan looked at the night watchman outside.

"Do it or don't, be careful with the candle."

Beating people is a long-standing profession. Usually, it is done by lonely old men who make the decisions and patrol the village entrance at night.

Remind your family members to be careful about the profession of lighting candles.

Because I earn little, I can barely support my family.

Generally, few people want to do this business.

Thoughts are confused.

Uncle Jiu returned to Yizhuang with his two confused apprentices.

When you see the large entrance, go in quickly.

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Luo Chuan sat quietly on the stone slab in the yard, chewing slowly a bottle of Jasper wine and three or two pieces of dry bread.

"Master and disciple, didn't you go back? Why are you back again tonight?" Uncle Jiu was confused.

"When I passed by a grove of trees, I saw your disciple who had touched Shi Jian's illegitimate son. He was devoured by wild dogs and only a pile of skeletons were left. I will remind you." Luo Chuan said leisurely.

"What is it?" Uncle Nine was furious.

Staring at the two useless apprentices behind me, on the way back, I didn't explain to him clearly why such a big thing happened.

"Brother, take a closer look."

"White skulls, strings of flesh and blood, wild dogs biting people, but heads don't exist!" Every word of Xu Bushi was like a heavy hammer, hitting his uncle's heart.

"Nothing can be done about it."

"Evil people!" Jiu Shu looked at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai with a sad face.

"Have you ever seen the dead come back to life? Or have you ever seen a yellow river flow backwards?" Uncle Jiu was angry but did not argue.

“Master, Shi Shaojian can’t live anymore. Because he committed a crime. We are just extending our small hands to do good things for heaven.” Mr. Qiu looked like a rogue, but he did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

“Brother, what can I do.’ Uncle Jiu didn’t want to see these two unfortunate people. Master Terbium should have a degree.

This disaster, he is so unfair now!

"There is no redemption for anyone other than the God of Earth, brother. We are forbidden to stay in Maoshan. Have you ever been a terrestrial immortal?" Luochuan asked.

"Haha." The uncle was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

"Earthly Immortal, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very thin. Even if there is any, it has already found a way to enter the void. At the current rate of loss of spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the remaining ones may have already been there." The uncle looked at the cold moonlight.

The atmosphere was great!

I'm just very sad.