Uncle Jiu: The true story of Maoshan spreads across the heavens

After returning to Yizhuang, Lin Hao went to the quiet room to practice in seclusion. This quiet room was protected by a large array and could also isolate external perceptions. It was the best place to practice when breaking through the realm.

The moment Lin Hao entered the quiet room, Uncle Jiu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the quiet room, and nodded happily.

"It seems that Hao'er has realized something. Today he will enter the middle stage of Qi refining. It's time to start training."

Although Uncle Jiu was very reluctant to leave, he knew that the young eagle would always leave the arms of its parents in order to fly further.

Just as Uncle Jiu was thinking, there was a banging sound from the direction of the morgue, as if something was lifting the coffin lid.

Uncle Jiu didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly put on his straw sandals, put on his coat, and carried an oil lamp to the morgue to check the situation.

In a small forest outside Yizhuang, a black-hearted old ghost found this place in search of his sense of zombies.

He knew that Ren Weiyong's body was parked in Yizhuang, and then he made preparations to pick up the body and control Ren Weiyong to leave Yizhuang.

But he ran into trouble because he found that Ren Weiyong seemed to be trapped in a coffin. No matter how he controlled it, the zombies just couldn't get out.

After that, he replaced the zombie's vision and finally found the flaw in the coffin. Just when he controlled the zombie to reach out and prepare to lift the coffin lid, he accidentally touched the ink line, and with a "snap", The zombie's hand was so hot that he retracted it, completely out of control of the black-hearted old ghost.

Now that he knew that the coffin was stuck by the ink pipe, and there was no ink pipe below, the black-hearted old ghost finally found a countermeasure. Just when he was about to continue to control the zombies and get out of the trap with a burst of energy, the light in a room turned on. .

And as Uncle Jiu came to the morgue with an oil lamp to check the situation, the black-hearted old ghost had to give up his plan tonight. With this Maoshan Taoist priest here, Ren Weiyong's corpse had no chance to escape.

Uncle Jiu held an oil lamp and checked the morgue inside and out. He found that there was nothing abnormal, and the coffin where Ren Weiyong lay was also undamaged. Uncle Jiu was confused as to where the sound came from just now. .

The coffin did not fall apart, and the other parked corpses did not change. Just when Uncle Jiu was puzzled, a sound of hitting the ground sounded. "Pa~"

Uncle Jiu hurried over after hearing the sound, and found out that it was Wencai's room next to the morgue. When he came to Wencai's room, he found a bamboo shelf that had fallen on the ground and items scattered on the floor.

In addition, Wencai, who was holding a woolen toy, was turning over and muttering!

Uncle Jiu didn't know at this time that the noise just now was caused by Wen Cai: "Really, you are sleeping like a pig, and such a loud noise can't wake you up." Uncle Jiu shook his head secretly, feeling once again in his heart, This talent will be suitable for guarding Yizhuang from now on.

Soon Uncle Jiu lifted up the fallen bamboo frame, picked up the items scattered on the ground one by one, and put them away again.

After doing all this, he had no intention of sleeping. He was sitting outside the quiet room to protect his good disciple.

It wasn't until there was movement in the quiet room that Uncle Jiu yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

In the quiet room, Lin Hao excitedly sensed the extra mana in his body. Now his mana has reached thirty-one, and he is already a true mid-stage Qi refining monk.

Don't underestimate the extra mana, and because of condensing this mana, Lin Hao's mana has condensed to three levels, which is equivalent to Lin Hao's future mana power, which is one-third higher than in the early stage of Qi refining.

The further you practice, the more your magic power is condensed, and the natural power becomes greater. Even if it is only condensed to one point, the power will be doubled.

In the early morning of the second day, the sun lazily stretched out its arms under the urging of the cockcrow, and smiled and shot out the first ray of light. The golden thread shone warmly into the room, reflecting the whole room in gold.

When the golden sunshine shone on Lin Hao's face, the crystal clear skin was scorching under the sun!

“What a great day!”

Lin Hao stretched out his arms and got up lazily, feeling particularly refreshed today.

Then Lin Hao walked out of the room carrying a cloth package, which contained the local specialties brought back from the land last night.

In addition to the ten spiritual fruits sent by the land, there were also two taels of Qingshen tea. However, five of the spiritual fruits were eaten by Lin Hao last night. It was not because he was greedy, but to consolidate his realm.

"Wow! Senior brother, what are you doing with all your bags?" Wencai walked up to Lin Hao with a mysterious face while carrying the food, and whispered, "Are you planning to run away from home?"

Lin Hao had a black line, Wen Cai's brain circuit, I took a package and said I wanted to run away from home, or did you want me to run away from home.

Then Lin Hao looked at some people and said, "Oh! I originally brought two spiritual fruits back for my junior brother to try, but it turns out that my junior brother wants me to leave!"

"Then I'm leaving!"

As he said this, Lin Hao carried the cloth bag and walked past Wencai.

Spiritual fruit!

What kind of fruit is spiritual fruit? Why haven't I heard of it?

Wencai was immediately surprised. If he hadn't heard of it, he must have never eaten it. If he hadn't eaten it, it must be delicious.

Then Wen Cai hurriedly caught up with Lin Hao and said with a flattering look on his face: "Senior brother, your package is very heavy. How can you let me do such a hard thing? It's better for me to do it for you!"

"Ha!" Lin Hao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and handed the package to Wen Cai: "But you have to take it, there is Master's share in it. If you are not careful..." Lin Hao pretended to be mysterious. : "Be careful, Master will spread your ass."

"Ah...this..."

Wen Cai suddenly became a Muggle. He recalled that when he first became a disciple, he saw that his so-called senior brother was five years younger than him, so he tricked his senior brother into buying food with the money given by his master for making soy sauce. In the end, things went more smoothly than he imagined. The senior brother not only bought it for him, but also gave him the money.

He was discovered by his master afterwards, and he was severely beaten by his master.

Even so, he couldn't collect enough money and where did it go. It wasn't until later that he found out that his senior brother, the sixth brother, not only underpaid himself, but also overreported the amount to his master, which resulted in him almost being kicked out by his master. .

In the end, it was his senior brother who interceded for him and he was able to stay. After that, he did all the laundry and cooking for them.

Thinking about it now, Wen Cai felt that all of this was a trap set by his senior brother.

"Brother, you should take it yourself!" Wen Cai was paranoid about being murdered and immediately returned the package to Lin Hao.

As for the spiritual fruit, if it existed, his literary talents would naturally be indispensable. Every time his master and senior brother had something good, they would share it with him, so he was not worried.

"Cut~"

Lin Hao waved his hand disdainfully, "You can't even take this opportunity given to you. There's really nothing you can do."