Zombie: A hundredfold increase, my great disciple of Uncle Nine!

Facing Lin Bufan's inquiry, Uncle Jiu opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But when the words came to his lips, Uncle Jiu swallowed them back alive.

On second thought, he didn't hide anything, he nodded directly to Lin Bufan and said:

"The teacher has indeed agreed to the matter of yin and yang...."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Lin Bufan couldn't help but said:"But Master, before..."

But before he could finish speaking, Uncle Jiu interrupted directly:"There is no need to mention this matter again...."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's sudden change in expression, Lin Bufan couldn't help but frown secretly.

In Lin Bufan's mind, he couldn't help but secretly guess:

"Is there any secret in this?..."

"Master, there is something you are hiding from me..."

Although he guessed that Uncle Jiu must be hiding something from him.

But looking at his appearance at this time, Lin Bufan was doubtful.

But he knew in his heart that no matter how much he asked, Uncle Jiu probably wouldn't say anything with his current attitude.

"That’s it, that’s it. 14. There must be a road for a car to reach the mountain, and for a boat to reach the bridge...."

"No matter what the secret is, after all, my cultivation is not strong enough...."

Before Lin Bufan could ask further, Uncle Jiu immediately changed the subject and said:

"Tell me, my teacher, what have you experienced during your travels?..."

When he heard Uncle Jiu's words, how could Lin Bufan not know what he meant.

However, Lin Bufan did not speak again and continued to ask about the differences between the world and the world.

From when he returned to the Lin family and encountered horse bandits, to when he unexpectedly obtained the alchemy inheritance from his predecessor.

The expression on Uncle Jiu's face suddenly began to change secretly as Lin Bufan told him.

When Lin Bufan roughly recounted his travel experience from beginning to end.

The look on Uncle Jiu's face at this moment was truly wonderful.

Uncle Jiu never imagined that Lin Bufan was just traveling for a living.

Lin Bufan, who had finished speaking at this time, couldn't help but look at Uncle Jiu and said:

"During the disciple's travels, he probably encountered these things..."

At this time, Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment, and then he said:

"Have you ever thought that there was something wrong with that group of people in the previous dynasty?..."

How could Lin Bufan not know that there was something wrong with those in the previous dynasty.

They have put so much effort into making these zombies that have transformed into corpses and have royal bloodline, so they must have some plan.

Thinking of this, Lin Bufan couldn't help but sigh and said:

"So what if those people have problems? After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse...."

Hearing Lin Bufan's words, Uncle Jiu also nodded secretly.

As Lin Bufan said, although the previous dynasty had been destroyed for decades, it was still the one that once unified China.

With hundreds of years of heritage, I don’t know how many treasures of heaven and earth have been plundered.

No one knows how many backhands these former dynasty people have hidden behind them.

They are not afraid of trouble, but they will never cause trouble.

If those members of the former royal family were unwilling to give up easily, they in Maoshan are not soft persimmons.

"Don't take this matter to heart..."

"If someone from the previous dynasty comes to your door, he will have his own way to deal with it...."

"If being a teacher is not enough, there is still a huge Maoshan Mountain behind us...."

Having said this, Uncle Jiu's eyes fell on Lin Bufan again, looking at his current level of cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

After thinking about it, Uncle Jiu spoke again:

"You are now at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Now that you have returned from the experience, you should practice in seclusion and strive to break through to the realm of God Refining as soon as possible...."

As soon as Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Lin Bufan immediately spoke:

"Master, don’t worry, if you don’t break through to the realm of refining gods, your disciple will never go out again..."

"good, good, good..."

Hearing Lin Bufan's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Based on Lin Bufan's experience when he went out for training this time. (If you want to read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It’s dangerous. Even if Lin Bufan avoids the important and takes the easy, Uncle Jiu can still imagine the danger.

"This time you came back at the right time, just in time to help me make ghost coins...."

While talking, Uncle Jiu stood up and greeted Lin Bufan directly.

Originally, Uncle Jiu secretly felt a little headache about the upcoming Zhongyuan Ghost Festival.

His front foot has just agreed to be the underworld messenger, and his back foot is the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival.

Even though Uncle Jiu was a strong man in the Yin Shen Realm, he couldn't help but feel a little confused for a moment.

In addition, on the day of the Ghost Festival of the Ghost Festival, hundreds of ghosts return to the world.

At that time, all the evil spirits within the jurisdiction of Renjia Town will need to be dealt with by him.

If there is even a little bit left, something may go wrong!

At Uncle Jiu's greeting, Lin Bufan nodded, and then began to help make the ghost coins.

However, these special ghost coins require Uncle Jiu to complete the final step.

He uses his own essence and blood, coupled with special secret techniques, to leave a mark on these ghost coins.

When he saw this scene, Lin Bufan's eyes suddenly flashed with a hidden light. 247

On second thought, Lin Bufan couldn't help but ask:"Master, what are you doing?"..."

Facing Lin Bufan's inquiry, Uncle Jiu didn't think much and explained:

"These ghost coins require special production methods..."

"Ordinary ghost coins will not work..."

Fortunately, not every nether coin requires a drop of Uncle Jiu's blood.

Instead, it only needs to be contaminated with a trace of breath.

Therefore, for the large pile of ghost coins in front of him, Uncle Jiu only needed to consume a few drops of blood essence.

But even so, when those special ghost coins were made, the look on Uncle Jiu's face was not very good.

"Master, why don't you take a break?..."

"It’s nothing serious. Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. Now is not the time to relax...."

Uncle Jiu shook his head. Instead of showing any signs of relaxation, his face showed a dignified look.

"Next, we have to build a troupe to prepare the things needed by those innocent ghosts...."

"Master, just give me your orders and leave the rest to me. You can take a rest first...."

Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then told Lin Bufan one by one what he needed to prepare next.

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