"Fighting?"
At this moment, Zhong Bang had a face full of curiosity, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. He had been adoring Uncle Jiu as his teacher for some time.
HK is still relatively stable. Apart from catching the occasional imps and a couple of useless zombies, there haven't been any major disasters.
The fighting technique had even become a legendary existence. At least Zhong Bang had only heard Uncle Jiu mention it, but he had never seen such a thing with his own eyes.
He asked hurriedly, "Master, do you want to prepare something? Didn't you say we are going to open the altar?"
"No, that's too slow!"
Uncle Jiu shook his head. "The two of us standing at the door has already alerted the enemy. If we wait for you to go back and get the altar, it will probably be too late. The enemy will be scared away, and..."
He reached into his collar and pulled out an emerald green jade pendant. "Besides, there is no need to perform rituals to deal with the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect."
Uncle Jiu is quite confident. He is now a great master and his strength is real. You have to know that at his level, his young disciple Russell can't even split a small hill.
If he tried his best, it would be fine, but after all, this is Hong Kong, there are so many people here, if innocent people were hurt, if he caused criticism, he would not have a peaceful life, he couldn't do that.
Uncle Jiu pulled off the jade pendant on his chest. This was the soul tablet given to him by the former great elder Lei Zhenzi. This soul tablet was passed down from the founder of Maoshan. It was a very powerful magical weapon.
Faced with the formation set up by the Jiujiu Sect around the house, he had many ways to crack it, but this seemed to be the only way to do it quickly and without alerting the opponent.
Uncle Jiu slowly raised the soul tablet, still pinching the magic formula with his left hand, looking for the direction in mid-air, and then slowly put it on.
I saw that the originally transparent place suddenly emitted light and slowly revealed a mark.
Uncle Jiu slowly placed the Soul Card on it, and the mark kept flowing, actually accommodating the Soul Card perfectly.
There was a sound of crisp glass, as if something was broken. The soul tablet was also bounced away, but was grabbed by Uncle Jiu.
"It's different, Master!"
Zhong Bang looked at the villa in front of him which had suddenly changed its appearance. He couldn't believe his eyes. Had he suddenly traveled through time
"This is a magic formation. It can confuse people's senses. Sometimes it's the eyes, sometimes it's the ears, and sometimes it's the nose. The most powerful magic formation can prevent people from getting out of it, just like being trapped in a ghost wall."
Uncle Jiu explained in detail, looking around, and saw that the ground was covered with lime.
"Charcoal powder prevents moisture, lime prevents corrosion, and glass fragments are used to gather moonlight. What a good plan, what a good plan. I roughly know what the Jiuju Sect is going to do."
Although he didn't enter the door, Uncle Jiu had already guessed it roughly. The other party must be raising zombies, and they were very powerful zombies. This was the place where they were raised.
Moreover, raising zombies must cost a lot of money, a lot of money, even so much that a sect had to take the risk of using zombies to transport drugs to make money.
The zombies created by money are undoubtedly extremely terrifying.
In this day and age, although people are not as worthless as in war, human lives can still be bought as long as you have money.
"Abang, lie down."
Although Zhong Bang was a little confused, he still obeyed and wanted to lie down. Then he was stopped by Uncle Jiu, "I was confused, you don't need to lie down."
As he spoke, he reached into his arms and unexpectedly pulled out a paper man. He blew on it and the paper man swelled up in the wind, becoming almost the same size as an ordinary person. Even his expression didn't make any sense; it looked like a real person.
Zhong Bang's eyes widened, his heart burning with passion. If he had this thing, wouldn't he be able to be a bridegroom every night
Any kind of woman can change, not only the face can change, but also the figure can change. Oh my God, I want to practice Taoism, I want to make paper figures!
"I got this from your senior brother with great difficulty. When he was young, he was a naughty boy. He always liked to make origami dolls as his wives. He made more than a hundred of them, and they were all different."
"When he grew up, he felt ashamed. I never saw him use those paper figures again."
"To be honest, your senior brother is the most powerful paper man that I have ever seen. If it weren't for the later invention of thunder magic and Maoshan magic, he might have continued to follow the path of paper man."
"After all, it was the human world that limited him. He didn't have enough materials."
Uncle Jiu suddenly felt a little sad. The lack of spiritual energy made cultivation not only difficult, but even the materials for refining magical instruments were difficult to obtain.
On the contrary, the thunder in the sky has always existed, and practicing thunder magic is almost twice the result with half the effort, while practicing paper figurines is half the result with twice the effort.
Because Russell's magic power is so strong that ordinary talisman paper cannot bear it. His magical power of turning beans into soldiers and summoning heavenly soldiers and generals is also restricted by the materials.
Zhong Bang was naturally unaware of his sighs and lamentations, as he was still thinking about how to please his senior brother Russell.
Uncle Jiu placed the paper figure on the ground, stretched out his hand towards the villa, as if he had grabbed something, and then slowly pulled it in front of the paper figure.
"Hey!"
At a command, the paper man lying on the ground slowly stood up. Uncle Jiu stood in front of the paper man and slowly backed away. The paper man then slowly came towards him.
At this time, there was a "dong dong dong" sound in the villa, and the rhythm was consistent with the paper man. Every time the paper man jumped, there was a sound inside the house. This made Zhong Bang very confused. Could it be that Uncle Jiu was controlling the other party from a distance
At this moment, the paper man actually stood still. No matter how Uncle Jiu retreated, the paper man remained where he was.
"master."
Zhong Bang was a little worried. He saw the concave mark on the paper man’s neck, a thin circle, as if some thin thread was pulling it.
Uncle Jiu was very calm. He crossed his hands and a talisman appeared between his fingers. He shook it and the talisman paper immediately started to burn.
He waved his finger, and suddenly a small flame appeared on his fingertips, burning out of thin air. The talisman paper had been burned to ashes.
"go!"
With a throw from Uncle Jiu, the flame went straight into the paper man's mouth and was extinguished in an instant.
On the other side, the female boss of Jiuju Sect grabbed the corpse's neck tightly with a rope. The corpse was held motionless by her. She breathed a sigh of relief, but the corpse turned its head and flames spewed out of its mouth.
The blazing flames came towards her. Fortunately, she was able to react quickly and fell backwards, landing heavily on the floor, but she still missed the blazing flames.
Master!
The female boss was frightened instantly. She rolled on the spot and jumped out of the window.
She can't beat it, so she has to ask that thing for help!
The Jiujiu Sect has put all its efforts into raising Japanese zombies!