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

Luochuan looked at the various drinks on the table, Wujiapi, Fenjiu, Xinghuacun... and so on. Now there are many drinks mixed together.

Is this wine?

This is to take the opportunity to drink one of them. When did the monk's martial arts begin to be solved by drinking? It was the two of them who had this idea.

Not ordinary people.

Luo Chuan sighed.

After turning 603 circles, Zhuge couldn't stand it anymore, so I just exposed the upper body of the ghost and drank for him.

Everyone is a master of trickery.

Luo Chuan quietly observed the active performance of the two people. Although they played a game, it was a draw. Luo Chuan smiled and shook his head.

"Since neither of you can come, I'm the only one left." Luo Chuan looked at the two people quietly.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Zheng looked at Luochuan in surprise.

However, I didn’t notice the invisible person in front of me at all and thought he was a pedestrian.

Wei, do you know who he is?

"I don't know. I also happened to meet him on the road, but he seemed to be here to seek revenge on you. Mao smiled, like a villain.

Watch the situation develop quietly.

“Brother Zhuge, how many enemies have you made in the past few years? I went to the West to learn magic, and my enemies will come to see me.” Wei showed a sarcastic expression.

I don't think people who just watch the fun are a big deal.

"Pooh"

"I have been hiding here for the past few years, but I have never left the city. Where are my enemies? 'Zhuge, I am a little suspicious.

Luo Chuan nodded.

Chapter 283 The Divine Calculator

"Please rest assured. I am not here for revenge. My main purpose is to ask the fortune teller to tell my fortune." Luo Chuan warned.

Oh!

Zhuge sighed with relief. I know that his capable daughter-in-law is a famous person. Of course, many people visited her.

"Who are you? I am a monk. Do you believe in fortune-telling? If so, why do you want to practice Taoism?" Some of Ah Wei didn't understand.

The gods and people are themselves upright people. If they believed in fortune-telling, what would they do?

Actually, what Awei said makes sense.

"You know too much." Luo Chuan looked at A Wei coldly, looking at his greedy heart. Maybe one day he will die.

"Ah Wei? Since you brought me here, I will also tell you the life-saving news in advance. I hope everyone will remember that this paragraph is the cause and effect of repayment. Don't move a twisted heart. Everything in Zhuge Palace will ensure your safety. If you violate the rules, this day next year will be your death anniversary." Xu Shou warned.

Some of the Awei scoffed at this.

"Is there anything good in Zhuge Mansion? Why don't I know about it?" On the contrary, Awei wanted to try hard.

"Don't cry until you see the coffin. Just remember what you said."

Luochuan watched Awei leave coldly.

"Brother Zhuge. Where's your wife?"

Luochuan distracted his consciousness and found no trace of the divine fortune teller.

"Ah, she went back to her relatives' home. She will stay for two days before coming back. Zhuge immediately explained that Luochuan was not an honest person, so it was better to be careful.

Luochuan nodded.

"Actually, I can stay here and wait for her to come back. I can wait a little longer." Luo Chuan smiled and looked at the sweaty Zhuge Zheng. Luo Chuan knew his own thoughts very well.

Humph, humph!

Zhuge was fooled by me.

Luo Chuan looked at Zhuge Zheng who was with the ghost servant and said: "Is it difficult now? You are better. ...

He walked up to Zhuge Feng, patted him gently on the back, and the old man on the head was slapped.

"Ah, no wonder you are so fat. Cheating." Wei said jokingly.

"Opponent, opponent, who do you think you are? You are nothing yet. Instead of drinking, you might as well use the rune water to plot against me." Zhuge talked to Awei.

Luo Chuan looked at the dusty fortune teller, who was followed by two young men, a son and a woman.

"Brother Zhuge, you are a lucky general. You have two children." Luochuan smiled mischievously.

Stare at him.

"I don't think so." When I walked up to the divine fortune teller, Zhuge whispered, "It will be troublesome if you come."

God did not listen to Zhuge Zheng.

"Xu Bushi. When I went out today, I expected you to come to me. It is a happy thing for me. I have a pair of children. Let's see which one is more suitable to learn from you." God walked up to Luochuan and asked respectfully.

"Although neither is appropriate, it can help your husband get rid of that troublesome bronze corpse king." Luo Chuan smiled and shook his head.

It is impossible to accept apprentices, no matter how talented they are, Xu Bu Si will not accept them. There is no use in accepting apprentices at the end of heaven and earth.

They are all helpless people. What's the point of accepting them? They have to endure the physical pain caused by the lack of aura. In order not to regret it, it is better to give up early.

God shook his head.

"My husband has a deadly bronze body, I will naturally find a way to get rid of his troubles." The operator was confident.

Luochuan nodded.

"The terms are negotiable. Please let me see my own fate first."

Luochuan didn't want to argue with the fortune teller over such a trivial matter.

"Xu Bu Si, since you came to ask for my permission, you naturally know my rules. These rules do not have enough benefits. I dare not make divinations easily for an immortal like you. If you are very light, you can be raised for three years. There may be a major disaster." The god hesitated.

I saw the child behind.

Zhuge's ability is far inferior to Luochuan, and far inferior to Luochuan's Maoshan Dao. Instead of wasting his talents, it is better to ascend to a great country.

Zhuge is hanging on my face. Don't live anymore.

"'Wife, my family's teachings have consumed my son's entire life, and there is no way to learn them all. How can we learn from others?' Zhuge was my dissatisfaction.

"Shut up."

God pinched Zhuge Zheng's ears. "Besides learning half-baked ghost and comprehensive skills every day, what other skills do you have? You are still a half-baked one. Luochuan is the fairy on the land in front of you. Didn't you hear clearly?"

Haha!

Zhuge, I obviously don't believe it.

"That's impossible. Since the era of heaven and earth spirit energy, there have indeed been people who have reached the realm of earthly immortals. Especially Luo Chuan, who came before me. I think he is no more than 30 years old, not even older than me. Why?"

"Mom, is Luochuan really a terrestrial immortal?"

"Absolutely sure."

"Xu Bu Si, where did you turn me into a zombie king? I want this."

Luochuan smiled and shook his head.

"Brother Zhuge, forget it. This Zombie King Nai is the one I got from the forbidden land of Maoshan. I have been irrigating it with blood every day since I was 3 years old, and I have achieved today's success."

"Maoshan Forbidden Land."

Zhuge just shook his head. He wanted to live for several more years, but he didn't want to live a good life. He still had such a beautiful wife and such a lovely sister, but they were killed in vain by the bad old men.

Everything depends on strength.

Chapter 284: Evil Swallowing Dragon

The operator looked at Luochuan and his clone curiously.

"Luochuan, how do you feel about being with zombies? Especially when you were three years old?" God was a little curious.

It sounds like a fantasy. I was still a child at that time. Who thought that such a method could achieve immortality? There must be a master behind it.

But how could Maoshan, a prestigious and upright sect, tolerate such a crazy person doing such a perverse thing?

Luo Chuan glanced at the curious fortune teller.

"Actually, nothing? Because in my memory, the words I heard the most were the ends of the earth, no hope of immortality, etc. Looking at the bad old men practicing in Maoshan, they sighed one by one. Since they have worshipped Maoshanmen, they naturally want to be immortal, waste their time, and become a necromancer. This is not my goal. I slept for a while and only had a few silver coins. Luochuan stood outside the door, looking at the vast starry sky, and his domineering words stunned them.

"Mom, is this a terrestrial immortal?

“I want to be that kind of person, too.”

"It's too late." Luo Chuan looked at the young man with a somewhat stiff expression, as if he had returned to the past.

"Why are you late?" The God Operator expressed his doubts.

Luochuan has been in the past 30 years, so the only person who has the possibility of getting involved in the immortal realm is definitely not just talk.

"You are just Ding Bai, the fate of heaven and earth. The fate left by the Qing Dynasty will not fall on you. The Qing Dynasty will be the last feudal dynasty. After that, it will enter the Republic of China era. Without the so-called feudal emperors, there will naturally be no so-called dragon souls. Do you think there is still a chance?"

"Do not."

God shook his head.

"I saved lives for the Witch King. Through him, I could vaguely see that the Qing court still had a few decades of fortune. Why is it too late?"

Luo Chuan thought about it for a long time, and combined with the words of the fortune teller, Luo Chuan understood why she had a vague sense of destiny for decades.

The last emperor was just a puppet controlled by others. He had the title, but only partially. In ancient times, it was at most Mr. C, but in today's world, before the Qin Dynasty, everyone had independent sovereignty. …

The last emperor occupied and controlled land in Manchuria, the birthplace of the Qing dynasty and the place where the dragon rose.

But the Qing court is gone, which naturally means that the fate is over. Even if the gods come, they are not afraid. Luochuan naturally understands this allusion through the eyes of history.

"Master of divination, have you ever wondered why we can only see human figures instead of the dragon throne?" Luo Chuan warned.

"Men? What's the difference?"

"Then there is only the last emperor, who relies on the final dispersion of Manchuria. A little dragon soul is a doll that has just come to life and is being pulled by a string. Who would take him seriously? Many people have experienced the cleansing of Western culture. It only takes a thought to cut off the fate of constitutional monarchy or emperor. The incomplete Qing court cannot raise a real dragon.

"Fake dragon?"

Wei suddenly spoke.

"That's not a dragon anymore. I've been to the Western Continent and learned a lot about culture along the way, but I haven't thought about the reasons why Western history developed differently from the East."

Luochuan looked at Awei curiously.

Note: "It seems that I still need to do more homework. In fact, if you look closely at their last names, you will see something interesting. In fact, their kings were all of the same race, married each other, and had the constitutional monarchy that exists in the Western continent today."

Wei nodded.

"Those in power in the Western continent almost all come from the same circle, but we are different. Kings and princes love generals, and uprisings are all subversions of those in power."

"I see."

Mr. Zhuge asked incredulously. "I don't understand the conversation between Luochuan and Awei.

"Is that the fake dragon my wife saw? Can the Qing Dynasty still exist?"

"It exists, but once it appears, it is not the Qing Dynasty, but Manchukuo, which is not recognized like the countries in ancient times. Since it is not recognized, there is naturally no world of difference." He sighed in disappointment.

"Master fortune teller, actually you still kept it when you were fortune telling for the Witch King." Luo Chuan looked at her with a smile.

God nodded and looked at Luochuan.

“I can’t see what you see as far as I can see, but I can’t see that far either.” Haha!

There was no distrust in the voice of Luochuan Shenshenzi.

She had been planning from the beginning that the Demon Queen might hit her, so she left it half way, maybe she said that on purpose.

"In fact, I didn't tell the Shaman King the second half of the sentence at the beginning. That is to say, I still saw the evil devouring pattern. 'The chances of winning are very small.

As children of the earth, we cannot bear to see outsiders killing our compatriots at will on our own land, but none of them can change the situation.

"Actually, what you said makes sense."

Looking at Luochuan's long history, we naturally know what this means.

Mortals pray to gods and want their blessings, but why would gods agree so easily?

The Bodhisattva’s crossing of the river cannot be guaranteed!