The sounds of punching and kicking continued to come from the pit. Not only was Uncle Jiu sweating, but the surrounding villagers were almost scared silly.
The vampire god was a god-like existence to them, but then a thing popped out from the sky and beat the vampire god up.
…
The key point is that this god still uses his fists, which is too fierce.
At this moment, two young men came running from the village. They were extremely agile and they flipped in the air and landed steadily next to Uncle Jiu.
They looked at the hole nervously and carefully examined Uncle Jiu's body. "Master, are you okay?"
They were disciples accepted by Uncle Jiu in Gantian Town. They were quite talented, at least much better than his former disciple Qiu Shengwen. One was called Ahai and the other Achu.
Ah Hai is quite talented and has already cultivated to the fifth level of human master.
Ah Chu doesn't have much talent, but he is very hardworking and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of human affairs.
This made Uncle Jiu very pleased and satisfied.
Whenever he thought of his apprentice, he thought of his own little brat. He had been gone for ten years and there had been no news from him. He was so worried about him.
If Simu hadn't often returned to Maoshan to inquire, he would not have felt at ease if his junior uncle had told them that everything was fine.
After all, for a kid at that level, it is normal to practice in seclusion for more than ten years.
Just as Uncle Jiu was thinking, a black shadow was thrown out from the pit, rolled in the air, and then fell heavily in front of him, creating a large hole in the ground.
It was none other than the zombie Wang Xuankui, his entire body covered with fist marks, not a single intact spot. The tragic sight gave the three men a chill.
This is a zombie. How hard must his fist be to beat him like this
Ah Hai and Ah Chu couldn't help but pull Uncle Jiu's sleeves and whispered, "Master, why don't we just leave?"
Uncle Jiu smiled contemptuously. How could such a small occasion scare him
He turned and left without saying a word. The two disciples seemed to have expected this and also turned and ran away.
The three of them were about to run away quickly, but suddenly they saw a figure falling from the sky and landing steadily in front of them. Ah Hai and Ah Chu were so scared that they held talismans in their hands and stared at the man closely.
The man was wearing a black suit, like a warrior, with a white sword on his back. He was very handsome, and even the two narcissistic people couldn't help but feel inferior to him.
The moonlight and the breeze seemed strange.
This knight seemed like he had walked out of a book, a little different from the muscular man they imagined in their minds.
Just as the two were wondering, they found that the master's body was shaking constantly and he was looking ahead with an incredible expression.
What's going on
Uncle Jiu looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes moistened, "Little brat?"
"Master, I'm back!"
…
Gantian Town.
"I didn't expect that Master has cultivated so fast after three years and has already reached the fifth level of Earth Master."
Russell looked at his master and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. When he left, his master was only at the fourth level of Earth Master, but after not seeing him for three years, he had broken through to the fifth level.
To break through a realm in three years is simply a genius among geniuses.
"The reason why my master broke through so quickly was because of the technique you gave me. I just kept eating and eating, and I broke through."
Ah Hai and Ah Chu, who were eavesdropping on the side, suddenly realized at this moment that the skill that turned their master into a pig was given by the young man in front of them.
They were still discussing this matter secretly at the beginning. You know, they all practiced the Six-Storage Immortal Thief, but none of them had as big an appetite as their master.
But we can only discuss this behind his back and not say it to his face, as the master is a narrow-minded person.
"It's three years in the underworld, but ten years have passed in the human world."
Uncle Jiu looked at the young boy in front of him with a dazed look in his eyes. The underworld and the human world are two different worlds, far apart from each other. It takes a very long time to go back and forth, but for those who travel through it, it is very short.
Ten years
Russell stood there, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a moment. Ten years, he had only lived for a total of eleven years, which was almost as long as his entire life.
"You, just get used to it slowly."
Uncle Jiu seemed to be used to it. He had guessed Russell's reaction long ago. He practiced too fast and it was difficult for him to adapt for a while.
"Come, come, let me introduce you. This is your senior brother, no, your junior fellow apprentice Ah Hai."
"This is your junior fellow apprentice Ah Chu."
The three people present were immediately embarrassed. Ah Hai and Ah Chu were approximately eighteen or nineteen years old, but looking at the young man in front of them, they were too embarrassed to call him "senior brother".
Russell chuckled and slapped the table. A large piece of meat suddenly pressed on the table, almost collapsing it. The table was shaking and creaking in protest.
When everyone present smelled the scent, they immediately felt refreshed, as if they had smelled an elixir.
Ah Chu and Ah Hai's eyes immediately lit up, and they started yelling, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I am Ah Chu..."
"Brother, I'm Ah Hai..."
The two of them rushed to call him "Senior Brother", no longer with the reservedness they had just shown, their mouths as sweet as if they were covered in honey.
Uncle Jiu stood up from his chair in surprise, looking at the fragrant meat on the table with disbelief in his eyes.
When he smelled the scent, he felt that his cultivation had improved a little. How terrifying must this be when he was alive!
"What kind of monster is this?"
"Dragon!"
Hiss, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but gasp. He looked at his little boy and felt like he hadn't seen him for ten years. No, it was only three years, and the boy had become unrecognizable to him.
He swallowed and asked cautiously, "What kind of cultivation?"
"Earth Master Yajō!"
Uncle Jiu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although the eighth level of Earth Master was ridiculously high, it was barely acceptable. Compared with Russell’s previous practice speed, it was about the same.
Unexpectedly, Russell added, "There is no one who can defeat me below the Heavenly Master. I kill them like slaughtering dogs. This Jiaolong is at the Heavenly Master level, and I killed him by accident."
Invincible under the Heavenly Master...
Killing a Heavenly Master is like killing a dog...
I accidentally killed a dragon, and it was a master-level dragon...
Uncle Jiu looked at the familiar smell and heard the familiar words, and couldn't help but look up at the roof and sigh.
Lin Jiu, ah Lin Jiu, how many times
Why don’t you learn your lesson? You always ask the little brat about his cultivation!
"Killing the dragon, it seems you have traveled a lot."
"almost."
Russell looked at the layout of the room and found it particularly unfamiliar.
Moreover, there was no portrait of the founder of Maoshan Mountain hanging on the incense table. He could not help but become curious, "Master, as the great elder of Maoshan Mountain, no one came to look for you when you ran away?"
The great elder of Maoshan is not managing the affairs of Maoshan. He will be caught and scolded by the sect leader.
Ah Hai and Ah Chu were both surprised. What? The Great Elder of Maoshan
The two of them exclaimed in unison, "Master, aren't you the nineteenth generation successor of the Tiandao Sect?"
"cough!"
Seeing that his hidden identity was exposed, Uncle Jiu coughed awkwardly, stopped pretending, and revealed his cards directly.
"They are looking for Lin Jiu. What does it have to do with me, Mao Xiaofang?"
Russell: …
Good reasons, very powerful reasons.
His eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, "Well, Master, since you are Mao Xiaofang, the nineteenth generation descendant of the Tiandao Sect, then may I ask what is the name of the eighteenth generation ancestor of the Tiandao Sect?"
Uncle Jiu was immediately choked. He just casually founded the Tiandao Sect. He didn't even know the name of his own master, let alone the eighteen generations above him. Was he going to make it up on the spot
He looked at the snickering Russell and kicked him directly in the butt.
Little thing, you haven’t been punished for three years, yet you dare to make fun of your master.
Don’t you know that I, your master, am narrow-minded
Oh!
ps: 4,500 words. Something happened today that made me very depressed. How should I put it? I wanted to make my new book original, but the early results were not very good. It is very likely that it will not be a masterpiece, which is far from my psychological expectations.
I originally wanted to work hard during the winter vacation to get into Wanjun, but that was a bit unrealistic.
After a day of hesitation, I decided to change the subject. I won’t write about supernatural things in my new book. I will write about Conan’s love story…
The old book will resume normal updates tomorrow, six thousand words a day.