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

"Thank you, Boss Luo."

"Now thousands of ghosts are escaping. There are too many ghosts."

"I'm afraid it won't work just relying on us."

Having said that, Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment.

After all, it's still a shameful thing.

But there is no way, the disaster has already happened.

We have to find a way to make up for it.

"I will also call on my fellow disciples from Maoshan to come and solve this together."

Nod slightly.

Luochuan was still happy in his heart.

If that's the case.

That's good.

What if there are a few good lucks among Uncle Jiu’s brothers who were involved in the “May 13th” incident?

Come buy your own clay sculpture.

Didn’t you make a fortune?

"Okay, then."

Thinking of this, Luo Chuan spoke again.

He bowed to Uncle Jiu.

"I go first."

"Ah."

Uncle Jiu nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Luo."

After saying this, Luo Chuan turned around and was about to leave.

But, just when I was about to leave.

Ren Tingting looked at everyone for a long time.

There was a hint of urgency in his eyes.

"Hey, wait, what about me?"

This sentence made Uncle Jiu and the others react.

"Ms. Ren, thousands of ghosts have escaped. It's very dangerous."

"You are a girl, so you have more yin energy."

"Why don't I ask Qiu Sheng Wencai to take you home."

After hearing this, Ren Tingting became a little reluctant.

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"No, Uncle Jiu, you misunderstood me."

Ren Tingting frowned slightly.

"I want to help, too."

Uncle Jiu was stunned.

I looked up and saw Ren Tingting.

"Really Uncle Jiu, look at Qiu Shengwencai, he has gained strength."

"But I also have this power."

Done.

Ren Tingting mobilized Daji's power.

Suddenly, a gorgeous purple light spread all over his body.

Behind him, a tail formed.

The tail is thick and long.

It’s very different from the last time I beat Old Master Ren.

Uncle Jiu and Qiu Shengwen were stunned.

The power bursting out from Ren Tingting.

Compared with Qiu Sheng's literary power.

Evenly matched.

Good guy.

Qiu Shengwencai was a little confused.

Co-authored.

Ren Tingting is so amazing.

Uncle Jiu and Luo Chuan reacted the fastest.

Ren Tingting came with Luo Chuan after all.

Immediately, Uncle Jiu looked at Luochuan inquiringly.

Seeing that Luochuan did not obviously refuse.

He nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'll trouble you, Miss Ren."

"Hey~"

When Ren Tingting heard this, she smiled brightly.

A smile that captivates the city.

He also bowed in return.

"You're welcome, Uncle Jiu."

After some discussion.

Everyone decided to split the troops into four groups.

Luochuan, Ren Tingting, Qiu Sheng and Wencai each went their own way.

Uncle Jiu returned to the charity cemetery and called his fellow disciples together.

Thousands of ghosts are traveling, and there are many ghosts and monsters.

Luochuan goes without saying.

The most capable.

In the hands of Ren Tingting and Qiu Shengwencai.

Everyone was holding Uncle Jiu's talisman.

If you meet someone powerful.

Tear it up, or burn it.

Uncle Jiu can sense it.

...

In Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu opened the ceremony wearing a Taoist robe.

Qiu Sheng Wencai is not here.

The person standing next to him this time was Mao Shanming.

Mao Shanming stood aside.

Holding a Bagua mirror in his hand.

Waiting quietly for Uncle Jiu.

After a long time, Uncle Jiu opened his eyes.

Suddenly he let out a light cry.

He bit his fingertips and tapped directly at the center of Bagua Town.

"The spiritual name of heaven and earth! I borrow the spirit of my ancestors and call upon my fellow disciples to show their might and spirit!"

Give an order.

Two fingers were pointed at the Bagua Realm in Mao Shanming's arms.

Mao Shanming also understood what he meant.

He raised the Bagua mirror above his head.

"Scatter in all directions! Fellow disciples, come as soon as possible!"

"go!!"

After a loud shout.

The Bagua Mirror suddenly emitted light in all directions.

Uncle Jiu let out a long breath.

Looking into the distance with deep eyes.

Beside him, Mao Shanming curled his lips.

He should be considered the first student to arrive.

...

There is a small thatched hut in a remote mountain area.

It has always been quiet and seldom visited.

However, the room was not very quiet.

"Jia Le, don't be lazy!"

"Oh."

Jiale's face was covered in sweat, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Next to him stood Taoist Simu.

"Master, how long will it take?"

Jiale complained bitterly.

I have been squatting in horse stance for two hours.

Jiale now feels like he is no longer his own person.

It seemed as if countless ants were crawling.

"It's not easy to cultivate the Tao. The key is persistence."

Taoist Simu sat on the chair.

Leisurely educated Jiale.

He leisurely picked up the small teapot and took a sip.

"Practice well, you will inherit my legacy in the future, got it?"

Jiale heard this.