Looking at the cannon in front of him, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but be surprised.
"Cinnabar Red Fire Sky Thunder Cannon?"
This is the most unorthodox magic weapon in the Taoist world.
After all, these people had already seen the power of cannons and gunpowder.
But combining cannons with magical instruments and talismans is such a novel and unorthodox idea. Uncle Jiu has heard of it, but he has never seen it before.
Chuyi shook his head at first, then finally shook his head.
"I know that I have little cultivation and a dull talent. I heard about this weapon from a cultivator, so I figured it out on my own, just to seek revenge on the Ghost King."
"I don't know if this will work."
Chuyi looked at Uncle Jiu with expectation, "I was worried before, but now that you are here, I am full of confidence."
It is useful, definitely useful!
Russell on the side smiled faintly. Without Uncle Jiu's rescue, it was Chuyi who used this cannon and finally killed the Ghost King.
Listen to the name, Cinnabar Red Fire Thunder Cannon, how professional it sounds.
This is much more professional than the Hainan King next door who directly used cannons to bombard Teng Teng Town.
Uncle Jiu also widened his eyes. The fat man in front of him was truly a talented person.
Knowing that you are not talented enough, you should work hard and study hard.
Compared with his apprentice Qiu Sheng Wencai, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shake his head secretly and immediately wanted to take him as a disciple.
But he thought about it again and finally didn't say it.
First, he is a member of the Mayi Sect, and if he joins Maoshan, his identity will be a problem. Although he doesn't mind, he may not be willing.
Second, he planned to travel the world with Russell, which would take at least two or three years. It would be unrealistic to accept him as a disciple, as it would delay his future.
Looking at Chuyi's expectant eyes, Uncle Jiu nodded slowly and agreed to the request.
Although Ksitigarbha the Ghost King is not easy to deal with, he has lost his body after all. Even if he is reborn, his strength will be greatly reduced.
Besides, is Lin Jiu easy to mess with
Even if he can't win, it doesn't matter, he still has a little apprentice.
It doesn’t matter if the little disciple can’t win, there is someone behind him.
This kid is loved by the founder of Maoshan. Uncle Jiu has heard the junior uncle nagging this kid more than once, asking him to practice quickly and go to Nei Mao to accompany him.
This kid is smart, but those old guys are so rigid.
Who is the old man
Uncle Jiu's eyes were vague. He didn't know either, and he didn't dare to say.
He coughed softly, bent down and looked at the Cinnabar Red Fire Thunder Cannon carefully, his eyes full of curiosity.
Although many people are disgusted by such new instruments and criticize them as heretical and unorthodox ideas.
But Uncle Jiu didn't care. He was not a conservative person.
As long as it is easy to use and powerful, he doesn't recommend learning it.
"You can also carve some spells on it, for example, the twelve zodiac signs."
Uncle Jiu stretched out his fingers and gestured left and right at the muzzle of the gun, as if he was talking to Russell, or to Chu Yi and Chu Shi.
"It is said that in ancient times, a time beast appeared in the world, named Rixi."
"Every Chinese New Year, when the old and new years are changing, they come out to do evil things."
"The fairy Chang'e felt sad about the sufferings of the world, so she asked the Jade Emperor to lead the twelve zodiac animals to suppress Xi. "
"And Xi is a time beast born in ancient times. There is no way to destroy it, so the twelve zodiac animals agreed to take turns guarding the human world."
"When it's time for each of them to guard, the spells carved on them will be extra powerful."
Uncle Jiu told the secrets of this fairy world, and Russell's eyes widened as he listened.
In fact, he discovered a long time ago that this fairy world was different from the one in his previous life. There were real and fake things, some were the same, and some were different.
But Uncle Jiu just didn't want to tell him, because the more he knew, the faster he would die.
The gods are too far away from them and too powerful. They cannot even be named, as it would easily bring disaster upon them.
Seeing that Uncle Jiu was in a good mood today, Russell asked with some surprise, "Chang'e, can also be called a great fairy?"
Great Immortal, with this title, generally has a high status in the world of immortals.
There are only wrong names, but never wrong nicknames or wrong addresses.
"Of course!"
Uncle Jiu nodded, "The immortal Chang'e is naturally the immortal, but to remind her, we have to mention another great human being, Dayi."
Isn’t he Houyi from the Wu clan
"At that time, ten suns appeared in the sky. Dayi used his magic bow to shoot down nine of them, saving thousands of people from the water and fire. He also shot down the demons and established immeasurable merits."
Uncle Jiu's expression turned angry, "It's all because of that sinister villain Feng Meng, who was despicable and shameless, forgot his principles when he saw the benefits, and stabbed Dayi with a peach wood stick, taking his life."
"well!"
Uncle Jiu sighed. It was really infuriating and regrettable that such a meritorious person of the human race died at the hands of the human race.
"Later, Dayi entered the underworld and became one of the four ghost kings, commanding all ghosts."
"The peach wood that killed him also became his weapon, possessing the ability to scare away ghosts."
Russell narrowed his eyes, "Are there witches in this world?"
"Well, I haven't heard of it. It seems that there are a few in southern Xinjiang."
Uncle Jiu thought for a while, then shook his head, "Maybe the history is too long ago, and I haven't come into contact with it."
"Is Dayi really that powerful that he could shoot down the sun in the sky as a mortal?"
Not a witch, but actually shot down the sun in the sky with a mortal body, this...
"Who said he is a mortal?" Uncle Jiu looked at Russell with a strange expression, "The Holy Mother of the Earth, Wahuang, created human beings. Those people are divine. They are not human beings, nor are they gods. But they are also the ancestors of our human race."
Holy Mother of Earth, Queen Nuwa
Russell couldn't help but rub his head with his hand. It seemed that the world was too complicated and it was probably not the primitive world he had imagined.
It is a primitive mythological world, an ancient mythological world.
"wrong!"
Russell glanced casually and saw the female ghost. Suddenly, his brows twitched and he thought of a serious thing.
According to the original plot, this female ghost named Yanhong was dug out by a doctor, who kindly buried her body so that it would not be exposed to the world.
It's very bloody. The female ghost named Yanhong wanted to repay the doctor, so she followed him.
And if he remembered correctly.
The doctor also brought back the Heart of the Ghost King and asked a woman to deliver a baby. The baby was born and the Heart of the Ghost King was accidentally activated.
The ghost king sucked the baby dry and turned it into a ball of charcoal.
Now that the female ghost has appeared, what about the heart of the Ghost King
Russell couldn't sit still any longer, he stood up and looked at Yanhong, "I ask you, where is the Ghost King's Heart?"
Yanhong shook her head in confusion. She didn't know what the Heart of the Ghost King was. She was just an unlucky ghost who was killed by the Ghost King and had her essence sucked away.
Russell turned his head and looked at Chuyi and Shiwu again, "I want to ask you two, are the doctors in this town delivering babies these two days?"
The doctor who dug out the Ghost King's heart was an old acquaintance of the two.
Sure enough, the two men nodded, stood up and said something.
"have!"