Although the Maoshan sect is a big sect, it still faces the risk of severing its orthodoxy in the Age of Dharma End, so when it encounters a good seedling, it will naturally not let it go. The thousands of thoughts in Uncle Jiu's heart can only last in the blink of an eye. At this time, he looked at Jing Jing

Zhou, there is an extra kindness in his eyes.

"Can I join the Maoshan sect?" What Si Mu and Jiu Shu said was somewhat unexpected to Jing Zhou. He had never thought that he could join the Maoshan sect.

"Little brother, I am neither evil nor stupid, so why can't I join Maoshan? I, Maoshan, are from the Shangqing lineage, and I don't have to pay much attention to it. When I went to Maoshan, my master thought I was pleasing to his eyes, so he took me under his sect." Uncle Jiu said.

It seemed that I was feeling sad as I remembered something from the past.

Although Taoist priests are mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, in fact, in this era, if the family conditions are slightly better, few people are willing to send their children to the mountains to learn Taoism.

The profession of Taoist priests is doomed to be widowed and lonely. There are many shortcomings in life. There are only a few people who can fulfill the shortcomings. Let alone dealing with monsters and ghosts every day. How many people can die well?

"Little brother, what do you think of me?" Simu got up from the chair and winked at Jing Zhou.

Uncle Jiu's eyes rolled, and he suddenly understood that Simu was trying to rob someone.

You four eyes, it’s rare that you come across a good young talent. You actually snatched someone in front of your senior brother. Don’t blame your senior brother for being rude to you!

Uncle Jiu cleared his throat and said calmly: "Little brother, although Junior Brother Simu is good at Taoism, it is not suitable for you."

His eyes widened, he turned to Uncle Jiu, and said unconvinced: "Why is it inappropriate? He drives away the corpses, and I drive away the corpses too. The master and the disciples drive away the corpses together. In the future, he will inherit my mantle, and it will be extremely easy!"

Knowing that Uncle Jiu was petty and vengeful, he still held back one sentence that he didn't say: "He can make more money by chasing corpses with me than you can by catching ghosts with me, senior brother!"

Uncle Jiu coughed and said, "Junior brother, what you said is wrong. If he inherits your mantle, will he learn the magic of magic or not?"

This magic of inviting gods is a unique skill of the fourth eye. At critical moments, you can summon gods to take over your body. In a short period of time, your strength will skyrocket. Not only will your strength be infinite, but your body will also feel as if it has been filled with energy. It will become taller and more powerful, and your defense will be greatly increased, even if you are fighting head-on with zombies.

Not falling behind at all!

It's just that this technique will cause the body to collapse for a long time after being used up, so it is not suitable for people with weak bodies to practice.

Four eyes were unwilling to accept it, and he looked directly at Uncle Jiu and said: "Even so, this body can always be taken care of. It doesn't hurt to ask the magic to practice later. Besides, he is injured and needs to find a good place to take care of his body. And I

That place is close to mountains and rivers, quiet and quiet, and is the best place to take care of your body.”

Since the technique was flawed, Simu immediately took out his own Feng Shui treasure.

Hehe, Uncle Jiu wants to snatch someone from him, daydreaming!

Uncle Jiu's hand holding the tea trembled, and he thought to himself: "What a fool, you've actually taken advantage of my senior brother. Your place is a good place, suitable for living. Is my place just a doghouse? You guys don't know how hard it is."

I want to fight with my senior brother, but if I don’t give you any help, I’ll show you that you don’t know how powerful your senior brother is!"

Uncle Jiu's face straightened, and he said slowly to Jingzhou: "You have cultivated your skills and are not weak anymore. I plan to take over your role as a teacher and accept a disciple."

Everyone was stunned and stunned for a moment.

Is this possible?

Uncle Jiu glanced at him, feeling secretly proud.

Simu, if you want to fight with your senior brother, you will have to eat salt for decades more!

Wencai listened with confusion.

Is this kid so strange?

Could it be made of gold?

Why do you ask the master and uncle to fight for it?

If it were him and Qiu Sheng, they would blow their beards and glare at each other?

I’m not convinced by my literary talents!

Jingzhou was slightly distracted, then he cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Thank you, senior brother!"

"I, I, I..." I waited for my eyes to react, only to realize that I was half a step too late.

Glancing at his four dejected eyes, Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows and his pride was palpable.

This ginger is still very spicy. Simu, you have only eaten a lot of New Year's rice. How can you compare with the salt that your senior brother eats?

"Master, can you please stop accepting disciples on your behalf?" Wencai said with a bitter look on his face.

He didn't want to have another uncle.

If this uncle, like Uncle Four Eyes, comes here every now and then to make meals, wouldn't he have to cook for one more person?

"Um?"

"How do you usually teach me? Do you still need to interrupt the master's work?" Uncle Jiu scolded, and Wencai suddenly became quiet again.

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"I did some calculations. It will be an auspicious day in three days. I will burn incense and play the watch for my junior brother." Just as Uncle Jiu said this, there was a loud bang at the door of Yizhuang, as if someone had hit it with a hammer, and Qiu Sheng ran away in a hurry from outside.

Come in.

He smiled strangely and winked at Uncle Jiu, suddenly feeling that Jiale was pretty good, at least he wouldn't kick the door down like this.

Uncle Jiu's face suddenly darkened again. These two unlucky disciples were making him more troubled than the other. If they could improve a little bit, he would be able to laugh out of his dreams!

"Yi, master, you are here, uncle, you are also here."

As soon as Qiu Sheng stepped into the house with one foot, he took it back again, slapped his head violently, and shouted: "Oh! I remembered that my aunt just asked me to do something, but I haven't done it yet!"

Unlike Wen Cai, who was an orphan, Qiu Sheng also had an aunt. On weekdays, Qiu Sheng did not live in Yizhuang, but lived with his aunt. When he had nothing to do, he would also help his aunt visit the rouge shop.

"Master, uncle, I'm leaving first."

"Wait a minute!" Uncle Jiu shouted coldly.

Qiu Sheng swayed and almost fell. He turned around reluctantly, forced a smile on his face, and said to Uncle Jiu: "Master, what can I do?"

"Do I just scare you like this?" Uncle Jiu said again with a stern face.

Master, don’t you know if you are afraid of others?

Didn’t you see that Wen Cai’s face resembles that of bitter gourd?

He is petty, vindictive, and sinister, especially when his eyebrows are pulled down.

The most important thing is that he likes to beat his apprentices!

Of course, Qiu Sheng didn't want to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots, so he could only think about these words in his heart.

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly and introduced Qiu Sheng: "This is your senior uncle."

Master uncle?

This guy looks younger than me, why can he be my uncle?

Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice: "Those who have no rules, please call me uncle!"

Although he was puzzled, Qiu Sheng was so impressed by Jiu Shu's majesty that he called out "Uncle Master" in a depressed tone.

Uncle Jiu's expression improved slightly, and he said to Jingzhou: "Junior brother, this is my eldest disciple, his name is Qiu Sheng. The other one is called Wencai, and I am laughing at him."

Jingzhou shook his head and said with a smile: "The two nephews are also true-hearted."

"Alas!" Uncle Jiu sighed.
Chapter completed!