Uncle Nine: I, who practiced the real body training skills, hammered and exploded zombies

"One gold bar, two gold bars..."

"Hey! Hey!!"

The bearded Taoist with black-rimmed glasses in front of him was carefully packing small yellow croakers into the box, and let out a cheap laugh from time to time.

Wang Li pouted his butt, holding a rag in his hand, and was vigorously mopping the floor, secretly cursing in his heart.

"It's a crime. When people traveled to the Republic of China, they all went to Renjia Town to pay homage to Master Jiushu. Jiushu's Yizhuang was almost too crowded. How could it be so unlucky for me to have such a master..."

The mustache in front of him is named Simu.

He is a Maoshan Taoist priest with profound magical powers. He usually drives corpses for a living, and subdues demons with ease.

In terms of strength, Master Simu Daoist is still quite powerful, but he is a little unscrupulous, and compared with his uncle, he is indeed so far behind.

What makes Wang Li dissatisfied the most is that this guy always enslaves the apprentice, and keeps saying "Master loves you to death..."

"Ali, where's your senior brother?"

Putting all the gold bars into the box, he turned his eyes and asked Wang Li.

"Senior brother said that he ate badly and is in the latrine." Wang Li said casually.

"What a worthless thing."

The four eyes muttered: "Okay, go say good night to your patriarch, let your senior brother Jiale go to bed early, and we will have a trip tomorrow, so you can go to the town to learn more."

"Okay! Master."

Wang Li stood up excitedly, his burly body nearly two meters shrouded his eyes in shadows.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really my good disciple. You have not given up on master for nothing for so many years. You are old enough." Touching Wang Li's thick arm with four eyes, tsk tsk sighed.

"..."

Wang Li has black lines all over his head.

"Boom!"

Wang Li came to the tablet of the Patriarch of the Tang Dynasty and was about to salute.

A boy with a watermelon head quickly jumped in through the window, saw Wang Li and asked with a smile, "Junior brother, are you telling me?"

Watermelon head is called Jia Le, Wang Li's senior brother, he has a good temper, good skills, and a warm heart.

After finishing the housework, he would go next door every now and then to help Master Yixiu, who has been traveling all year round, clean up the house, and Wang Li would help him cover.

After all, Master Yixiu was very good to the two of them, and taught the two of them a lot since they were young. It can be said that they are their second master.

Especially Wang Li, every time Master Yixiu saw Wang Li's burly body nearly two meters tall, he would say that he was a vajra body that had never been seen in a thousand years. With the true teaching of body training, one will be able to practice both Buddhism and Taoism, and the future achievements will never be inferior to the patriarch.

If it wasn't for Wang Li not being able to learn a little bit of Taoism so far, and almost believing Master Yixiu's nonsense, Wang Li would just treat himself as an old monk with a high emotional intelligence and talkative skills.

Such a kind old man, it's a pity that the four-eyed Taoist priest conflicts with his personality, and he pinches when he meets... After decades of pinching and pinching, there is no difference.

If Taoist Simu knew that his apprentice was cleaning up the house for an old enemy, he would not have to put Jiale on the ground and pamper him (ravage).

"of course not."

Wang Li patted his chest and said: "I said you went to the latrine, he will definitely not go to the latrine to look for you."

"clever!"

Jia Le gave Wang Li a thumbs up, and muttered: "Master is very narrow-minded, if he knows that I have to help Master Yixiu clean up the room every day, he won't beat me to death... Junior brother, why are you looking at me like that. "

Seeing Wang Li blinking at him, Jia Le asked curiously.

"Because he knew someone was going to be beaten..."

Before Wang Li could answer, the voice of Taoist Simu came from behind Jiale.

"Master... oops."

When Jia Le heard the sound, he instantly wept.

The four-eyed Daoist held Jia Le's neck and pulled it out, and pinched Jia Le's fat face with the other hand, gnashing his teeth while ravaging: "You are really my good disciple, Master loves you to death It's..."

The two drifted away, Wang Li helplessly spread his hands.

"Huh? What is this?"

At this moment, there was a slight light on the floor, and a yellow bead appeared in front of Wang Li's eyes. The glittering golden light was very attractive.

"Golden beads? Master lost it? You got rich, you got rich."

Wang Li quickly reached out and picked up the yellow beads.

As soon as he got it, it didn't have the heavy weight of gold, so Wang Li was immediately disappointed. The bead was just an ordinary stone with some inexplicable patterns engraved on it, like the spell of Maoshan Nanzong, but Wang Li didn't recognize it. ... On the other side, there is actually Buddhist Sanskrit.

Good guy, it is both Buddha and Taoist, and I don’t know which street stall I bought it from.

"oops……"

Just as Wang Li was about to throw it away, his fingers suddenly felt a prickly pain, and blood beads seeped into the beads along the scriptures of the spell.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light lit up, and the beads turned into a ray of light along the blood and entered Wang Li's body.

Wang Li's eyes darkened, and he passed out immediately.

Faintly, Wang Li heard a majestic voice ringing in his ears: Maoshan disciple listened to the order, Nianyu's bones were amazed, his bones were excellent, and he was taught by the ancestor of Sanmao, and he specially passed on the three-hole secret Taoism "Xuanyuanzhen body".

Connection! !
……

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

"Oh, Master, good morning!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Wang Li saw the wretched moustache of the four-eyed priest. The old guy was sticking a wet towel to his face, his eyes were full of anxiety.

Wang Li was taken aback.

"Yawn! You still know how to wake up, brat!" The four eyes yawned, with red eye circles, and said to the door: "The medicine is here, the medicine is here."

"The medicine is here! The medicine is here!"

At this time, Jia Le came to Wang Li with a bowl of stinky medicine.

"Drink up all the medicine, don't leave a single drop, or I'll beat you! I'll catch up on sleep first!" Daoist Simu yawned and stretched, and left the room.

"What's going on, this is?"

Wang Li was stunned.

"You suddenly had a high fever last night and talked nonsense. Master and I worked all night and almost thought it was time to have a feast. Zhang butcher at the entrance of the village has already contacted you." Jia Le handed over the medicine bowl.

"This……"

Wang Li glanced at the medicine bowl, and then at the back of the departing figure, feeling very complicated.

Simu Daochang is indeed picky, bad and wretched on weekdays, but he can definitely be regarded as a competent master. Don't look at him always being funny when he is fooling around on weekdays, but he is still reliable when it comes to things. He really "loves" himself apprentice...

The four-eyed Taoist priest is able to deal with him, and if something happens, he will really come to him!
Wang Li pinched his nose and drank the medicine in one gulp, suddenly there was a burning pain in his back.

"Oops..."

Wang Li grinned in pain.

At this moment, Jia Le said, "Junior brother, when did you get a tattoo?"

"Tattoo?"

Wang Li didn't know why.

Jia Le took out two mirrors and placed them in front of Wang Li, one behind the other, and saw a tattoo appeared on Wang Li's back in the mirror at some point.

Among the emerald green lotus leaves are three lotus flowers in red, blue and pink.The background color is a pattern of Yin Yang and Eight Diagrams.

Wang Li is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. The pattern is half spread out on the back, which is several feet long. The painting skills are amazing and lifelike, as if it will swing with the wind.

"That's great." Jia Le said enviously, "I have to ask Master to make one for me another day..."

Wang Li: "..."

Tattoos, the teaching of the patriarch, the real body of Xuanyuan!
Wang Li was thoughtful, could this be what the patriarch did?
Following Wang Li's thoughts, a line of information appeared in his mind.

Name: Wang Li

Age: 16
Master: Mao Shan

Cultivation: Human Realm Level [-]

Cultivation method: Xuanyuan True Body (Three Cave Secrets, Body Forging True Kung Fu, San Mao Miao Chuan Secret Method.)
Martial Arts: Vajra Fist (taught by Master Yixiu) Great Sage Clothed Fist (taught by Simu Taoist Priest)
Spells: none
Magic weapon: none
Evaluation: A first look at the door.