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

After refining the Dream Orb, Lin Hao sorted out other materials. This time he not only got a pair of fish eyes, but also a fish spine and thirteen fish bones. These are the main bones and the fish bones are relatively large. , each one is as thick as a human arm, and the root is almost as thick as a thigh.

These are good materials for refining magic weapons, and fish bones can also be used to make medicine. However, these are the bones of fish monsters, and Lin Hao doesn't want to use them because he is afraid that the evil spirits will not be cleansed.

It is better to use demon bones or alien animal bones, but it is more than enough to refine the magic weapon. You don't even need to clean up the evil spirit in it to make the magic weapon become an evil magic weapon.

However, he could not practice anymore today. After refining the Dream Bead, Lin Hao was completely drained. Now he collapsed from exhaustion just after finishing three prohibitions.

Lin Haohe had no choice but to put the Dream Orb in the incense burner to warm it up, and wait until he had time to continue entering the ban.

Let the consecrated prohibition inside transform into a magic weapon, and then the dream orb can be promoted to a low-grade magic weapon.

Today's Dream Orb only has fifteen consecration prohibitions, and it must reach twenty-four prohibitions to be the limit of a mid-grade consecration magic weapon.

It's a pity that my mana is too low and I missed this opportunity, because the moment each magic weapon is formed, it is easiest to form a ban. If you want to burn a new ban in the future, you will have to spend more time and energy to complete it.

After refining the magic weapon, Lin Hao moved the refining materials into the warehouse. It was originally a utility room in his house, but now Lin Hao organized it into a warehouse.

After all, most of the weapons-refining materials are relatively huge and cannot be contained in his treasure bag.

Although Lin Hao used the mustard seed technique to refine the treasure bag into a space magic weapon, the space inside is only two meters in size. It would be no problem to hold talisman paper and other magic weapons, but it would not be a problem to hold the refining materials. no.

After quickly tidying up, Lin Hao couldn't help but smile knowingly when he looked at his family business. This world still has its benefits, that is, there are enough materials for refining weapons!

Killing any two monsters would yield one or two good materials for refining weapons. With Lin Haoyan's hair-plucking personality, he naturally had to bring them all back.

Otherwise, he would not have brought back all the guys who had eaten with the ancestors, and there was still a lot of incense power in them, which was enough for Lin Hao to use for a while.

Mister Zombie World!

In a City God's Temple, an old man with a white beard wearing a red official uniform was holding a fly whisk to make a piece of steel in a refining furnace.

Every time he waved the whisk, the flames in the furnace grew stronger, and soon a ball of molten copper in the refining furnace formed a furnace, which looked exactly like the one in Lin Hao's hand.

"Huh~ It's finally done, I'm so tired." The old man wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with his robe, and then cursed at the obedient Uncle Jiu on the side: "This little bastard, you can't take anything, but you have to take me. incense burner."

"Yes, yes! Grandmaster said that when that little bastard Lin Hao comes back, I will teach him a lesson." Uncle Jiu agreed.

"Huh~ take it!" The Patriarch snorted coldly, threw the incense burner to Uncle Jiu, and said: "We old guys have taken down the matter of your Ming Xing Taipan for you."

Uncle Jiu: "Thank you, Patriarch!"

Uncle Jiu saluted respectfully and said.

The Patriarch nodded when he heard this, and then warned: "You have to accumulate your moral virtue. After you are disbanded, we old guys will help you get a position as City God."

Uncle Jiu: "Yes, Xiaojiu knows." "

Patriarch: "Okay, let's go back! It's almost dawn."

Uncle Jiu: "Yes, Patriarch, Xiaojiu is retiring."

Then Uncle Jiu floated out of the City God's domain, and finally appeared outside the City God's Temple in Guangcheng, and then flew all the way back.

In the divine space within the City God's Temple, the Patriarch shook his head helplessly. Nowadays, in the Dharma-ending era, cultivation is difficult. Looking back at that time, he was also a genius of the generation. In the end, before his death, he chose to become a soldier to be a zombie. , now we can only rely on the priesthood to obtain incense and wish power to reach a higher realm, in order to pray for longevity.

Among the Maoshan disciples of this generation, he is most optimistic about Lin Fengjiao and Shi Jian. As for the next generation, only Lin Hao and Mao Xiaofang can catch his eye, not even Shi Shaojian. As a ghost fairy, he is still a ghost fairy who has obtained the position of City God. He has great attainments in ghost ways or souls, and is also aware of what Shi Shaojian has done.

Although people can hide their thoughts, the soul cannot.

After Uncle Jiu returned to his body, he immediately placed the new incense burner in front of the statue of the ancestor, then lit a column of incense and worshiped.

But at this moment, he was muttering in his heart: "That stinky boy Hao'er, let's see how I deal with him when he comes back. He even dares to take the ancestor's job." Then Uncle Jiu glanced at the statue of the ancestor and cursed: "You don't agree. , How can that little brat take it away?"

Uncle Jiu originally wanted to make a few slanders, but suddenly a voice came into his heart: "Lin Fengjiao, if you slander me in front of the old Taoist again, be careful I slap you!"

[This old guy is so powerful, he can still hear my voice even when he's home. It’s over...] As soon as he thought of this, Uncle Jiu realized something was wrong.

Because now his voice was heard by the Patriarch again, Uncle Jiu was about to run away, but suddenly the whisk in his hand on the statue of the Patriarch floated up and whipped towards Uncle Nine.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu quickly begged for mercy: "Master, this disciple is wrong. This disciple no longer slanders the master in front of the statue of the master."

"Then you are going to slander me elsewhere!"

"The disciple dare not."

"Hmph~ I think it's not that you don't dare, but you are very brave!" In an instant, a trace of thunder and lightning shone on the whisk.

When Uncle Jiu saw this, he was so frightened that he shouted loudly:

"Ah! Patriarch, this disciple is also a master after all, you can't do this!" At this time, Uncle Jiu's words seemed to say, I am already a father, why are you still beating me! It feels like there are similar approaches but the same purpose, but Uncle Jiu is just his disciple.

Unfortunately, it was too late for Uncle Jiu to beg for mercy. With a "pop~" sound, he was immediately slapped on the buttocks with a whisk and flew out.

After whipping Uncle Jiu away, the red-robed old man in the Chenghuang Temple couldn't help but laugh: "Don't think that since you are a master, the old master will not beat you. Wasn't your master beaten like this by me back then?" After the whipping, After Uncle Jiu, the old man was obviously in a much better mood.

Uncle Jiu: Where is the promised kiss from another generation?

Wencai: It turns out that master’s spanking is an ancestral craft.

People of the older generation are still very particular about this and usually only spank the buttocks, because the buttocks have a lot of meat and are not afraid of being damaged. Also, spankings on the head are afraid of hitting stupid balls, and spanking other places is afraid of being crippled.

Lin Hao, who was far away in another world, didn't know that because he took away the ancestor's incense burner, Uncle Jiu would be scolded and even whipped.

Lin Hao: Grandmaster, next time you whip my master, please inform me in advance so that I can prepare watermelon, cantaloupe, papaya, cantaloupe, melon, and my little fool...