Russell looked at the Seven Star Sword that kept jumping in front of him, and his face turned green.
Although he was physically strong and had mastered the art of the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, his teeth were very good, so having a piece of iron was not a problem for him.
But the key point is that this Seven Star Sword is not an ordinary thing.
It is definitely a famous and top-notch magic weapon in the world. Let Russell bite it with his teeth, no, swallow it whole
Spit it out during a fight
You think this is Wolverine's claw, you think I'm Wolverine!
Seeing Russell's depressed look, Uncle Jiu almost couldn't help laughing out loud, holding his stomach. He suppressed his laughter and his face turned red.
In order to avoid being discovered by his little apprentice, he turned his face away and touched his face with one hand to prevent himself from laughing.
He is professionally trained.
Uncle Jiu was being naughty on purpose; he indeed didn't laugh, but his trembling shoulders gave it away.
Russell stared at him blankly, his face full of disbelief, his voice trembling a little.
"Master, Master, you, you..."
That heartbroken look made Uncle Jiu feel a little embarrassed, wondering if he had gone too far in joking.
"You, Master, give me your life!!!"
Russell shouted loudly, picked up the little zombie who was watching the show and hiccuping, and smashed it towards Uncle Jiu like a mountain falling on his head.
Uncle Jiu turned around and ran without saying a word, and very skillfully stuck two yellow talismans on his legs.
Back then, he was also the fastest and most handsome guy in Maoshan.
As for now.
It must run faster.
He ran, he chased, he ran so fast...
…
"Actually, you don't have to swallow the sword."
Uncle Jiu was quite serious when he needed to be serious. He covered his old waist with one hand and pointed at the sword scripture with the other hand. "As long as your mind is connected, you can use this spell to take the sword into your body."
"Every day I mobilize my magic power, constantly nourishing it on the sword, and condensing a trace of Gengjin sword energy."
"When it's time to use it, you can spit out a sword ball from your mouth, control the sword with your mind, and take someone's head from a thousand miles away."
"Huh?"
Uncle Jiu felt something was wrong, "Why do I feel this part is so familiar?"
"Isn't that what storytellers say when they brag about the sword masters of the past?"
Russell reached out to comfort the tearful little zombie, who had just fallen down and had a big blister on his head.
The little zombie was in so much pain that he held his head with both hands. Even his senior brother was glaring at him...
cough.
Russell turned his head stiffly under the angry eyes of the little zombie, "Could it be that Lu Zu was talking nonsense and bragging about himself?"
Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head, "It's unlikely, it must be a god-level figure. Sigh, if you want to be able to take someone's head thousands of miles away, at least your cultivation must be above that of a Heavenly Master."
Above the Heavenly Master!
What kind of world is that
After all, it was not something that a person like him who couldn't even reach the level of a Heavenly Master could dream of.
"Practice well. Once you master this thing, it will have considerable lethality."
Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, "When the time comes, I will find you a senior who practices swordsmanship and give you some pointers. To be honest, we have people who practice swordsmanship in Maoshan, and they can also raise swords!"
Are there people who practice and maintain swords in Maoshan
"Back then, that elder saw that I was extremely talented and wanted to call me your master to raise a sword!"
Uncle Jiu looked so proud that Russell became curious, "Why didn't you raise a sword later?"
"Well, later the elders discovered that I was using a peach wood sword."
Using a peach wood sword, what a talent!
Aren't you just asking a blind fortune teller to tell you that you are the product of your father and mother's birth? That's nonsense.
Russell rolled his eyes. Why did he feel that his master was becoming more and more naughty and disrespectful to his elders recently
I used to be such a serious and solemn master!
…
The carriage moved forward for a distance. Uncle Jiu slightly opened the curtains, looked at the gradually increasing number of pedestrians in the distance, and leaned out to look again.
"It seems that we have reached another big city ahead. After such a long journey, I can finally take a hot bath, eat something delicious, and enjoy myself!"
"It's just that I don't know which city it is."
Russell: …
"Master, you are going to Mount Longhu, and the old Taoist priest is your Taoist partner, but you don't even know the way to Mount Longhu?"
It's outrageous!
"We met before, when we were traveling around the world."
Uncle Jiu said confidently, "We always walked through the mountains before. If I hadn't taken you on the main road this time, I wouldn't have gotten lost."
"get lost???"
"Ahem." Uncle Jiu coughed awkwardly, his eyes wandering left and right. "I observed the stars at night, and I think we are probably on the right track. If we ask, we may still be able to find it."
I really can't blame him. He has been in Renjia Town for more than ten years and has become an old stay-at-home. The outside world is not peaceful at all. There are wars all the time and things are changing extremely fast.
Getting lost is normal.
Yeah, yes, that’s it, it’s really not Lin Jiu’s fault!
Russell: (*￣rǒ￣) picking nose
The big city was getting closer and closer, and there were more and more people coming. The city gate now was not as bloody as the ones in TV dramas. It was guarded by puppet troops, so it was relatively easy.
Especially since Uncle Jiu was wearing a Taoist robe, a Taoist cap on his head, and a peach wood sword in his hand, few people dared to approach him with this outfit.
Taoist priests were originally guests in the mansions of kings, princes, generals and ministers. They had many followers in the country and their influence was extremely far-reaching. They were not easy to bully.
Especially in this age where ghosts and gods are everywhere, even though it is rare for gods to descend to the earth, the constant appearance of ghost stories makes people still believe in them.
In a nutshell, you can’t mess with Taoist priests.
"Um?"
Not long after the two of them entered the city, Uncle Jiu suddenly sat up straight, looked into the distance, and uttered a sound of surprise.
"What's wrong, Master?"
“When you see someone interesting, look over there.”
Following Uncle Jiu's instructions, Russell looked up and saw a middle-aged man sitting in front of a stall, opposite him was a middle-aged woman, with a child behind her.
The middle-aged man was mumbling something, and the woman who was talking was filled with fear and couldn't stop bowing with her hands.
A flag flutters in the wind.
"Mai Shenshen"
This made Russell laugh. They had just come into contact with the Mayi Sect not long ago, and the Mayi Sect had declined to the point where it only had two disciples.
One is called Chuyi and the other is called Shiwu. Where did these people from the Mayi Sect come from
Russell took another closer look, and boy, he almost laughed himself into laughter.
There was no movement on his whole body, the magic weapon in his hand had no reaction, and the yellow talisman had no spiritual energy at all. It was all fake.
Isn't this just a liar
Russell looked at Uncle Nine with some surprise, showing little interest. What was the big deal
As he walked along, he saw countless swindlers, robbers, and beggars who were all trying to survive, so he couldn't interfere.
"No!"
Uncle Jiu looked at the three people, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I think they might have a bloody disaster!"
"I'll give you a yellow talisman to keep you safe. It only costs nine dollars."
Listening to Russell's teasing, Uncle Nine gave him a slap on the head in a bad tone.
"Get lost!"
How could he, Lin Jiu, a genuine Maoshan Taoist priest, be a swindler in Jianghu
Uncle Jiu simply pulled the curtain and got out of the car, then walked towards the three people. Russell didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he wanted to watch the fun, so he followed them happily.
Before I got close, I heard the middle-aged man sighing, "Sister, I think you are going to have a bloody disaster. I have a yellow talisman to keep you safe."
Uncle Nine: …