Zombie simulation, I was burned by the ninth uncle again

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As a result, I saw a sharp claw protruding from the coffin, and then I didn't know anything.

When he just regained consciousness, he saw himself sticking to the wall, and was very worried that he would be beaten again by Uncle Jiu.

Feeling the powerful magic power flowing in his body, he directly cast the self-created paper substitute technique to avoid being beaten.

"That's how it is!"

After Ren Mu finished speaking, he looked at Uncle Jiu calmly. He felt that the reason he just made up was very reasonable.

"A blessing in disguise!"

"Over the years, we have been helping you to suppress the corpse poison in your body, but you have to tie the bell to untie it! It is the corpse poison that allows you to break through the shackles."

After listening to Uncle Jiu, he shook his head with emotion.

Then he looked at Ren Mu solemnly, and said in a serious tone.

"Ren Mu, from today onwards, you are an official disciple of Maoshan. I will enter your name into Maoshan blessed land and light the soul lamp for you!"

"And, when the corpse poison in the body is completely eliminated, don't touch the zombie again!"

Uncle Jiu's words left Ren Mu speechless!

You can't be regarded as a disciple of Maoshan before the relationship, and the efforts of more than ten years have been in vain!

In fact, like Wencai and Qiusheng.

Even if he has been an apprentice of Uncle Jiu for more than ten years, he cannot be considered a disciple of Maoshan.

When Ren Mu was depressed, Uncle Jiu put his hand on his shoulder.

He didn't scold him for neglecting the coffin of the old man.

He didn't blame him for the corpse change, he just left a sentence and went back to the room.

"Junior Brother, be careful in everything. With your talent, it's only a matter of time before you surpass Senior Brother!"

Although Uncle Nine has a good face.

But he also had to admit that the substitute paper figurine created by Ren Mu was indeed very powerful.

Even he, a Taoist of the fourth rank of Qi Cultivation, couldn't see that it was a substitute spell.

And Ren Mu had just reached the first-rank Daotong, and with Daotong's meager magic power, he was able to fool Uncle Jiu's eyesight.

Directly over the third level.

Isn't that great?

In fact, Uncle Jiu was rushed back to the house after being hit by Ren Mu.

When he thought of the fact that he was fooled by Ren Mu's self-created technique just now, he was very angry.

He thought he really killed his junior brother with his own hands.

"That stinky brat has such a high talent. When his cultivation level rises in the future, my senior brother will still be like this!"

After a while, after Uncle Jiu calmed down, he saw the tablet of Patriarch Maoshan, and the token behind the tablet, emitting a faint silver light.

Then he clicked his head three times in succession on the silver token.

"Father, Xiao Mu is finally promising."

Ten years of hope has finally come true, how can we not be moved to tears?

After Ren Mu heard the words of Uncle Jiu, a fourth-grade Taoist, he stood there blankly.

Tears welled up in his eyes: "Uncle Jiu, you actually praised me!"

In the brain, in the memory of those ten years, no one can get such praise from Uncle Jiu.

And Uncle Nine is the pinnacle of a fourth-rank Taoist.

Beyond him, isn't it a fifth rank?

That's a fifth-grade earth master, that is, the earth master in the world's legends.

A powerful existence that can call wind and rain and summon lightning.

"Oh, it's absolutely impossible without money!"

Ren Mu looked at his empty pockets.

He performed the substitute paper man technique and became himself, after being kicked to death by Uncle Jiu.

The experience points obtained are the highest!

But the price is to consume a substitute paper talisman.

It is not difficult to draw this talisman seal, but it costs a lot.

He has saved nearly a year's money by Uncle Jiu's side, and the materials that can be bought for a dollar are only enough for two paintings.

If you want to keep growing, you need money.

It is equivalent to spending money to buy experience!

"Snapped!"

Ren Mu stood in the yard, trying to pick up the substitute paper talisman.

There was a slight sound of a branch being trampled on behind him.

In this Yi Zhuang, apart from him and Uncle Jiu, there is only Wen Cai who just played the zombie as a prop.

So he kept quiet and pretended he didn't hear anything.

At the same time, a fire starter was hidden in the palm of his hand.

This talisman does not cost money to buy.

It's on Uncle Jiu's table, so Ren Mu can take it casually!

Although Wencai and Qiusheng have broken through to the first rank, their mana is low, and it is useless to take it.

Start with caution, just in case.

Ren Mu hid one, and it just happened to come in handy now.

The moonlight is bright today.

Looking at the shadow getting closer and closer, the shadow of the stick raised above the head.

Let him have no scruples at all.

He didn't feel a little unbearable about what happened next.

"Scrap, I told you to turn into a zombie, and you still want to bite me!"

Wen Cai woke up slightly, and opened his eyes in a daze to see Uncle Jiu beating Ren Mu violently.

He felt that it was not a big deal, so he ignored it and continued to sleep.

When he woke up again, he remembered that his uncle's corpse had changed, and he still wanted to bite him.

Now when he saw Ren Mu in the courtyard again, he sneaked closer and looked at the uncle who was squatting on the ground.

He quickly raised the long stick in his hand, walked behind Ren Mu, and dropped the stick without any hesitation.

When the shadow fell, Ren Mu rolled forward on the spot, and threw the fire starter in his palm towards the back.

"Heh, even Wencai dares to do this to my uncle!"

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Ren Mu also had to sigh in his heart, the previous life was indeed a bit aggrieved.

these years.

Uncle Jiu loves Ren Mu very much and cultivates him vigorously.

Wencai and Qiusheng have long been dissatisfied and jealous, and they often play tricks secretly.

And Ren Mu, the little uncle, felt very inferior because he couldn't cultivate mana.

Not only did he not resist their oppression, he would not even tell Uncle Jiu.

That's why Wen dared to bully Ren Mu so unscrupulously.

Of course, the first discipline of Maoshan disciples is to help and love each other, not to kill each other.

And Wencai knew that Master had gone back to rest, so it proved that Ren Mu was fine.

Although he picked up the stick and raised it to the top of his head.

But the strength used is not so strong that it will kill people.

Wen Cai just wanted to hit Ren Mu with a stick and vent his anger.

He used to treat him that way.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

However, Ren Mu didn't know what Wen Cai was thinking.

just now.

He won't be bullied to the head anymore, and he happily acts like it's okay.

And they are also two apprentices who often cheat Uncle Jiu.

Maoshan precepts, first of all, is to respect the teacher.

Today, Ren Mu will teach these two apprentices a lesson for his senior brother.

"Burn!"

Wen Cai missed his shot, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He didn't realize that a fire starter had already been pasted on his arm.

When he heard Ren Mu's 'burn', he didn't pay much attention.

In Yizhuang, everyone knew that Ren Mu was the weakest existence.

Although identity came second.

But Uncle Jiu's two apprentices didn't take it seriously.

Wencai knew that the little uncle in front of him was stronger than them, even if he shouted about fire, earthquake or something, it wouldn't affect him.

As soon as he got up, he pointed a stick at Ren Mu, and said in a very rude manner: "Uncle, avoid this time, you will not be so lucky next time!"

He continued to utter threatening words towards Ren Mu, with a hint of ferocity on his face, but he didn't know that his arm had already started to burn.

"Ah!" Feeling the pain, Wen Cai immediately threw away the stick in his hand.

And he kept patting the burning arm, and shouted loudly.

Uncle Jiu suppressed Ren Mu, who played the zombie, and was exhausted.

So I fell asleep quickly.

He didn't hear Wen Cai's loud call.

Even if you hear it, you don't care.

After all, Ren Mu had cultivated his mana.

Even if there is an accident, it can last for a while.

And if the younger generation makes a big fuss directly, he usually won't participate.

However, Uncle Jiu fell asleep.

Wencai suffered completely.

"Ah! Master, help me!"