Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 166 I Don't Believe in Fate

"Senior brother, senior brother Qiusheng, the master is calling for you."

"Understood, Ah Fang, hey, the old master is missing him again, but why did he call Wen Cai Wang Yu this time?"

With doubts, Qiu Sheng put down his work and quickly walked out of the Yizhuang, walking towards Uncle Jiu who was standing at the gate.

When he reached the gate, Qiu Sheng took advantage of the opportunity to look in the direction where Uncle Jiu was looking, and suddenly his legs went limp.

If it wasn't for A Fang who was following him with sharp eyes and quick hands to support him, I'm afraid he would be a clown.

"Master...Master, has Wang Yu's resentment persisted and turned from the underworld to the sun? It shouldn't be!

At the beginning, I watched him die with the eight-headed basilisk, not even the bones remained.

At that time, the elder summoned Wang Yu's soul and wanted to help Wang Yu convert to ghost immortality, but the patriarch searched all over the world but could not find any trace of Wang Yu's soul.

According to this, shouldn't Wang Yu have died out of his wits? "

Although his legs were very soft, Qiu Sheng's speech speed was not slow.

Regarding Qiu Sheng's question, Uncle Jiu's response was a complete mess: "Nonsense, it's broad daylight now, and the ghosts from there are still lingering.

Look at who is around Wang Yu, your four-eyed uncle and Master Yixiu.If Wang Yu was a lingering ghost, your uncle and master would not have the kindness of a woman.

There may be other reasons why the elders did not search for Wang Yu back then! "

After listening to Uncle Jiu's explanation, Qiu Sheng's waist didn't hurt any more, and his legs didn't feel weak at all. When he saw Wang Yu and the three of them approaching, he immediately straightened his waist.

Walking in front of Uncle Jiu, looking at Uncle Jiu's already gray hair, both Wang Yu and the four-eyed Daoist's eyes were a little sore.

Uncle Jiu is a monk in the wine-sacrificing environment. According to common sense, a monk in the wine-sacrificing environment can live for two years.

But looking at his current state of decay, let alone a long life, I'm afraid he may not even live to the end of his life.

"Brother, good morning."

"Fellow Daoist, good day."

"Uncle, how could your body be so poor? Why is your foundation and your origin always in a state of overflowing?"

Compared with Taoist Master Simu and Master Yixiu whose strength was still hovering on the edge of the wine offering realm, Wang Yu, who had already half-stepped into the realm of real people, saw at a glance that something was wrong with Uncle Jiu.

Facing Wang Yu's question, Uncle Jiu smiled but did not answer.

Seeing this, Wang Yu, who wanted to keep asking, had no choice but to temporarily stop his thoughts of breaking the casserole and asking the end.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu really didn't mean to say the reason, the four-eyed Taoist priest and Master Yixiu saw that they were anxious but helpless.

"Okay, I know my health well. You guys have come all the way, so let's go home first and have a rest and have a drink of tea." Standing at the door, Uncle Jiu covered up his physical condition, and immediately called Wang Yu and the others into Yizhuang rest.

Although Wang Yu and the others were powerful, they were a little tired from the journey, and the gate of Yizhuang was really not a place to talk, so they followed the guidance of Uncle Jiu and stepped into Yizhuang.

After taking his seat in the hall of Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu immediately introduced his new apprentice: "Fang, come forward.

Junior brother, master, this is my new apprentice, Afang, a local with a simple and honest personality.

Ah Fang, sitting on my left is your Uncle Chen, and sitting on my right is Master Yixiu, a well-known virtuous and eminent monk in the Jianghu.

It is your senior brother Wang Yu who sits on your uncle's hands. Your senior brother is better than a teacher. You can ask him for advice these days. "

For Uncle Jiu's new apprentice, A Fang, Wang Yu and the three of them smiled, and never mentioned Wencai and Aunt Cane, for fear that it would deepen the pain in Uncle Jiu's heart.

I haven't seen each other for many years, and there are many people who want to continue their old love. In this continuation, the sun has risen from the beginning to the west.

When the old friends reunited, Uncle Jiu was not stingy about setting up the table and noodles. With the food and wine, the crowd bustled until the middle of the night before removing the bowls and chopsticks.

Just when Qiusheng got up and was about to take Wang Yu and the others to the guest room to wash and rest, someone knocked lightly on the door of Yizhuang.

Hearing the soft but clear knock on the door, in the hall of Yizhuang, except for Afang, who had only practiced Taoism for a year, the other five people frowned.

Among them, Wang Yu and Uncle Jiu frowned the most.Uncle Nine guessed in his mind based on the scene when he met the old celestial master this morning.

But Wang Yu felt the alarm bells in his heart when he felt the message from the gate of Yizhuang from his spiritual consciousness.

According to his spiritual perception, there was no one at the gate of Yizhuang, but the clear knock on the door told him that his spiritual consciousness in the real world was wrong.

It has been seven or eight days since he escaped from the small world of Blessed Land. Although the aura in the world is very thin, Wang Yu also condensed the five qi in his chest into a mouthful of true energy by virtue of the sixth-level Qingyang formula. The spiritual consciousness in the spiritual consciousness sea has also completed a qualitative transformation.

Now, as long as he completes the cultivation of his body, then he is a genuine Taoist cultivator in the Daoist Realm.

In today's practice world, real people have already stood on the top of the mountain, who is that person at the door?How could he deceive his divine sense?
"Let me go and open the door. Junior Brother, Master, Wang Yu, please wait in the lobby for a while! I think I roughly know who the one at the door is." Amid the knock on the door, Uncle Jiu stood up with an ugly expression.

Today, because of the joy of reunion, he subconsciously forgot what the old heavenly master said in the morning.

Now, looking at the old friends and nephews in the lobby, Uncle Jiu still can't guess who this person is after.

Other than Wang Yu, a nephew who he couldn't see through, who else could there be.

If other people are going to plan and covet Wang Yu, with Uncle Jiu's character of protecting the calf, even if it is death, he will have to compete with that person, and tell that person that this nephew is under my protection.

But in the face of the old Heavenly Master Longhushan who has stood at the pinnacle of the practice world for hundreds of years, he really couldn't muster up the courage to be hostile to this former legend.

After all, since they practiced Taoism, they grew up listening to the deeds of this old celestial master.

Stepping out, Uncle Jiu opened the gate of Yizhuang with a gloomy expression, looking at the familiar face of the visitor who had only seen that morning, he asked in a jerky voice: "May I ask what is the purpose of the late night visit of the old celestial master?
If there is no important matter, the younger generation will not bother the old Tianshi for a walk at night to digest food. "

Faced with Uncle Jiu's cold face, the old Heavenly Master didn't take it seriously, and at his age, he still wouldn't be dissatisfied with the disrespectful attitude of the junior in front of him: "It's not right for a young friend to be rude late at night.

Little friend, the old Taoist came to persuade that fellow Taoist who went to extremes.That little fellow daoist is in your mansion, please make it easy for you.

The old Taoist hereby assures you that this trip will never harm anyone or anything in your mansion. "

That's what the old master said, so Uncle Nine had no choice but to open the gate of Yizhuang to welcome this senior.

To be honest, if it weren't for guessing that the old celestial master's target this time might be Wang Yu.

If Uncle Jiu came across this old celestial master visiting him, he would definitely be very happy.

It's not just the people of later generations chasing stars, they Taoist monks also have heroes in their own minds.

And the old celestial master, who has been the number one in the world for nearly a hundred years, is the perfect candidate for this 'hero'.

Among the monks in the world, who has never dreamed of being like this old heavenly master, who was happy with love and hatred when he was young, and sat on the clouds when he was old, watching the changes in the world.

(End of this chapter)