"Master, what are you thinking about?"
Russell walked in from the door and saw Uncle Jiu standing in the middle of the yard with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, obviously thinking about something.
Uncle Jiu did not answer, but slowly lowered his head and sighed.
This reaction made Russell scratch his head. He was confused for a long time and looked back at the empty door.
I don't know which bastard broke into the gate of the charity cemetery in broad daylight.
Although the door is made of fine wood, it has various patterns on it to ward off evil spirits and deter ghosts.
But it’s not necessary to steal the main door. People shouldn’t do that, at least not be able to do so.
Thinking of this, Russell couldn't help but shook his head and put the basket in his hand on the ground. "These are some vegetables given by the people in that village."
As simple country people, the best reward for thanking Uncle Jiu is the vegetables, radishes, pumpkins and so on that they grow.
After all, the weather now is not like the greenhouses in the future, so naturally there are no good vegetables.
But Russell didn't mind, because these vegetables were all natural, pollution-free, green and healthy. When he was fishing in the past, he often liked to steal them.
One thing to remember is that you must wash them before eating, because these vegetables are grown with the nourishment of farmyard manure.
Russell washed two of them skillfully and handed one to Uncle Jiu.
Looking at the white and rosy radish in front of him, Uncle Jiu pondered for three seconds, and his previous maturity and composure disappeared in an instant.
It’s not that he is greedy or has a desire for food. It’s just that eating is a form of cultivation for me now. Well, I am such a hardworking person.
Uncle Jiu took two bites of the radish and finally couldn't help but complain, "Russell, do you think I don't know how to accept apprentices?"
He was serious. He had accepted three apprentices, and his favorite was Qiu Sheng, a talented writer. Well, let's not talk about him.
As for Russell
That was something I tricked into giving her a bowl of goat's milk. In order to soften my heart, I even took Zhe Gu as my teacher.
I finally found a Maoshan Ming who met all the requirements, but in the end, the most important thing, his character, was not up to par.
"ah?"
This stunned Russell, and he didn't react for a moment. Why would the master say such a thing
But in a blink of an eye, he had a vague idea of the answer in his mind.
Maybe this afternoon, Uncle Jiu wanted to accept Mao Shanming as his apprentice, but...
Coupled with the failures of Qiu Sheng and Wencai over the years, perhaps Uncle Jiu felt a little disappointed.
Russell didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, because Uncle Jiu didn't know, but he saw it clearly at that time.
Mao Shanming was greedy for beauty and had been harmed by the beautiful snake. He could not be found at all. Naturally, he would not go astray as Uncle Jiu worried.
Well, let’s go to the underworld and step on it!
Looking at Uncle Jiu's depressed expression, Russell patted his chest and said viciously, "Master, don't worry, I will go kill that ungrateful thing right now!"
As he said this, he kicked his calves and tried to stand up from the chair, but unexpectedly, he exerted force with his feet and the chair flipped over.
Fortunately, Uncle Jiu was quick to hold him with one hand. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and directly scolded, “Nonsense, what nonsense are you talking about!”
"You are so young, why do you want to kill people? You are a Taoist priest, you should take care of yourself first, and don't always have murderous thoughts."
Uncle Jiu was nagging there, but Russell didn't say a word in reply and just listened obediently.
It seemed that after he had said it, Uncle Jiu was in a much better mood.
"Russell, you are my most valued disciple, you must listen to the master."
Uncle Jiu touched Russell's little head and said, "My teacher's requirements are not high. From now on, no matter what, don't be a bad person!"
"good."
"God is watching what you do. There are gods above your head. Do more good deeds to accumulate good karma. Do more bad deeds and you will be punished by hell."
Uncle Jiu couldn't help laughing as he spoke. He wondered why he was always worrying about things like this lately. He was like an old woman, nagging and fussing.
Things change over time. This is what my master said about me back then. I was very troubled at the time, but I never expected that I would become like my master.
Hahaha!
Uncle Jiu didn't say anything more. After all, Russell had been with him for a long time, so he was not worried that the little guy would go astray.
He reached out and took out a book from his arms. There were a few words written on the book in a flamboyant style. It was not known whether it was Russell's illusion, but the words were sparkling and looked particularly eye-catching.
"This is your future training goal, Lightning Thunder Fist!"
The Lightning Thunder Fist is very famous and is also the specialty of Maoshan’s senior brother Shi Jian.
Every move you make will be followed by thunder and lightning. When you practice to perfection, you can even change the weather with a subtle touch, just like the god of thunder descending to the earth.
"You little guy, you are destined to be with Lei Fa."
Looking at Russell, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh. First, he thought of the secret book Yang Wu Lei from Mount Longhu that the old Taoist priest gave him.
Next came the four-eyed palm thunder.
Now it’s Senior Brother Shi Jian’s Lightning Thunder Fist.
This requires all the best thunder techniques in the world to be caught in one fell swoop!
Speaking of the old Taoist priest, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but think of the letter he had received before, and his heart couldn't help but become excited.
Wait a little longer. After getting rid of all the monsters in Jiuquan Town, I will take Russell to Longhu Mountain to take a look.
Of course, he would definitely go and take a look. How could Uncle Jiu, such an upright and selfless man, do such a boring thing as showing off
Russell took the secret book and flipped it casually in his hands. What surprised him was that this was not just a secret book for practicing the Lightning Thunder Fist.
Moreover, at the back, there are the cultivation experiences of practitioners from different generations, which are very detailed.
He looked at the first generation of practitioners and couldn't help but take a breath, because he had seen this name among the gods of thunder in heaven.
hiss!
There are also people from our Maoshan among this thunder!
A word suddenly popped up in his mind: the county magistrate might as well take charge now.
It seems that I have to concentrate on learning thunder magic from now on.
"Master, I feel like something is wrong."
Russell felt something was wrong and looked at the Lightning Thunder Fist in his hand. "Was this given to me by Master Shi Jian?"
Although Shi Jian has not turned evil yet, he is still the eldest senior brother of Maoshan and he extremely desires the position of the head of Maoshan.
Just because he hasn't turned evil now doesn't mean he will be nice to Uncle Jiu's apprentice Russell.
Uncle Jiu seemed to understand Russell's question and took out a token from his pocket. The token looked particularly familiar.
"This secret book was given to me by your great master. I bought the insights of the secret book from the secret book pavilion in the underworld with my good deeds."
Bought it with Yin De
Russell then remembered that his uncle had opened an account for him at Tiandi Bank in order to accumulate good karma.
When I think about it carefully, it seems that the balance in my bank account is only a dozen points of the amount I just opened the account with.
Russell couldn't help but think of the nightmare he had in his previous life.
Your balance is insufficient, please...