It's not that Uncle Jiu is stingy, it's that the chickens he raises are all black roosters. They are used for drawing talismans, so it is a pity to kill them for meat.

Uncle Jiu took out an ocean with pain and reluctantly handed it to Qiu Sheng.

"Go to town to buy some food and come back with a bottle of wine. Remember to ask for change!"

Qiu Sheng curled his lips, took the money and put it into his pocket. He rolled his eyes and said, "I want a roast duck! Junior brother said that he likes to eat roast duck the most, right, junior brother!"

What did I say?

Seeing Qiu Sheng winking at him, Shen Jian said, "Actually, I like to eat noodles the most."

Uncle Jiu is a bit obsessed with money, but he is also a face-saving person.

He said angrily: "Let's buy it. After all, it is your junior brother who is getting started today, so it should be more grand!"

Uncle Jiu was very happy to accept Shen Jian as his apprentice today.

There were only two of them left in the room. Uncle Jiu sat down at the table and took out his cigarette rod.

"Come and sit!"

Shen Jian shook his head and said: "Master, there is no reason for a disciple to sit down now."

Uncle Jiu nodded secretly and said with a smile: "We don't like this set of vulgar etiquette. Let's sit down and talk."

Shen Jian then sat down with a smile, grabbed the match on the table, struck it, the flames jumped up, and lit his cigarette.

Uncle Jiu took two puffs of cigarette and exhaled blue-white smoke. The smell of dry tobacco was very strong.

"Since you have become a disciple, you must know something. Our Maoshan sect was founded by Zhenjun Sanmao. By your generation, it has gone through forty-six generations."

It really has a long history!

Shen Jian's heart moved and he asked: "Master, how many brothers do you have?"

"Five, senior brother Shi Jian, third junior brother Mamadi, fourth junior brother Simu, fifth junior brother Qianhe, sixth junior sister...Gu Gu."

Including Uncle Jiu, there are six people, which is not a lot. The task should be completed quickly.

"Your fourth uncle makes a living by chasing corpses, but he often passes by here!"

Among these brothers, the one who has the best relationship with Uncle Jiu is Taoist Master Four Eyes.

Mamadi lived in Anji Town, a town about 80 years away from Yizhuang. Not only was he cheating and abducting, but he was also very unhygienic, which made Uncle Jiu very disappointed, and the two rarely interacted with each other.

Magu likes Uncle Jiu, and the dojo is located in Magu Mountain, thirty miles away.

It's just that Uncle Jiu didn't like her, so Magu angrily swore that as long as Uncle Jiu didn't go up the mountain to invite her, she would never come down the mountain.

As for Shi Jian and Qian He, their whereabouts are erratic and they have not been in contact with each other for many years.

However, Shen Jian knew that Shi Jian would come to Renjiazhen sooner or later, and Taoist priest Qianhe had defected to the former noble family.

The only one who can have an accident is Taoist Master Qianhe.

After saying this, Uncle Jiu continued: "What our Maoshan sect is best at is the method of killing evil and the art of talismans!"

Shen Jian nodded in understanding. Uncle Jiu's movements in drawing the talisman in the film and television series were so graceful and elegant that he imitated it countless times at that time.

"Master, are there any differences in the realm of spiritual practice?"

"Of course, the path of cultivation is naturally divided into four realms: refining energy to transform, refining energy to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to emptiness, and refining emptiness to combine with Tao. Among these four realms, they are divided into early stages.

, the four small realms of middle stage, late stage and perfection.”

This is similar to what Shen Jian knew, but he didn't know what level Uncle Jiu was in now.

Uncle Jiu said with a proud look on his face: "My master is now in the middle stage of refining qi and becoming a god!"

Shen Jian hasn't practiced yet, so he doesn't know if the middle stage of refining qi and becoming a god is considered powerful.

But seeing Uncle Jiu's look of coming to praise me, Shen Jian immediately showed admiration.

"Master is so amazing!"

Uncle Jiu became more and more proud, nodded with a smile, and warned Shen Jiandao: "The way to practice requires not only talent, but also diligence."

Speaking of diligence, he immediately thought of two incompetent apprentices.

Literary talent Qiu Sheng.

One of these two people is too muddy to hold up the wall, and the other is so devastated that he can't calm down.

He shook his head and looked at Shen Jian, the hope in his heart burning again.

He touched Shen Jian's bones and discovered that Shen Jian's bones were natural and he was a genius that could only be seen once in a hundred years.

As long as you don't learn from Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, you will become a great person in the future and inherit your own mantle.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu cleared his throat and said, "I will formally teach you the method of cultivation tomorrow. Now, I will tell you what cultivation is."

In the world of zombies, monks absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and store it in their upper Dantian.

Probably at the position of the human heavenly spiritual cap, this place is also called the spiritual sea.

Different from what Shen Jian imagined, this method of cultivation cannot temper the physical body, but can only condense one's own soul, and finally the soul separates from the body to achieve the way of the Yin God.

Of course, these are too far away from Shen Jian.

The Maoshan sect practices Shangguan Qing Dharma. This kind of cultivation technique is also top-notch in the zombie world, only slightly inferior to the Dragon Tiger Zhengfa in Longhu Mountain.

But this was what Uncle Jiu said himself, and Shen Jianhuai was hesitant.

As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is gradually depleted, people like Uncle Jiu who refine energy and transform into gods are among the top people in the world of cultivation.

Because most of them are charlatans who are refining energy and don't even have any magic power.

Listening to Uncle Jiu talking about these, Shen Jian listened with interest.

Wencai suddenly came in with a large bowl of noodles and said loudly: "Junior brother, the noodles are ready."

A bowl of noodles mixed with some green vegetables was placed in front of Shen Jian, and the tangy aroma made his mouth water.

"Thanks!"

After thanking him and taking the kuaizi from Wen Cai, Shen Jian didn't care about burning it, picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth in big gulps.

He is really too hungry.

Soon a bowl of noodles, soup and water, went into my stomach.

Shen Jian put down the bowl, patted his belly with satisfaction, raised his thumb, and praised: "Senior brother's craftsmanship is really good!"

Wen Cai grinned, his face blooming like a chrysanthemum.

"That's right, I cook all the food in the yizhuang, and master says it's delicious!"

Uncle Jiu glanced at him sideways and said to himself, "It's not that I don't know how to cook."

The sun has set to the west, and orange-red colors fill the sky.

Uncle Jiu was talking eloquently, and Shen Jian listened attentively and occasionally asked some questions.

Suddenly there was a snoring sound next to him. Looking towards the sound, Wen Cai fell asleep lying on the table, drooling all over.

Uncle Jiu slapped the table, and Wencai immediately started playing.

"What's wrong?"

"Go and offer incense to Mrs. Li!"

Wencai reluctantly went out, and Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly.

"It's true that mud can't hold up the wall!"

The sound of jingling bells rang, and Qiu Sheng came back on his bicycle with a lot of food hanging on it.

After Wencai finished offering the incense, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "What delicious food did you buy?"

Qiu Sheng smiled and said: "Roast duck, peanuts, and wine."

Wen Cai helped to get the things from the car and said: "I am very lucky today. It would be great if the master accepted a disciple every day, so that I can eat these delicious food every day."

"That would make me bankrupt!"

At some point, Uncle Jiu had already walked up to them and snorted dissatisfied.

Behind him, Shen Jian was a little embarrassed. He didn't have a single coin on his body.
Chapter completed!