Terrifying Reincarnation: Hundred-fold Reward

This black handprint is obviously the mark left by the corpse of Mr. Ren who stretched out his hand from the coffin and was injured by the masculinity of Mo Dou.

"The plot has indeed changed. Lin

Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the original play, Uncle Jiu was also alerted and came over to check.

But there was no fingerprint that sounded the alarm for Uncle Jiu.

It was precisely because he relaxed his vigilance that zombies harmed people.

"My Mo Dou is the most powerful person in the world. He just transformed into a corpse and is not strong enough. He should not be able to come out yet."

"As for ordinary zombies, their strength is not too high. They cannot show off their evil during the day and will surely fall into a deep sleep."

"But if he absorbs the blood of the people closest to him, his strength will be greatly improved, and it will be difficult to deal with him at that time."

Uncle Jiu checked it out and felt that the zombie was still in the coffin. He was a little relieved. He also boasted a few words about himself in front of Lin Chuan.

Listening to Uncle Jiu's bragging, Lin Chuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This Mo Dou really didn't Problem, but Uncle Jiu underestimated the unreliability of the literary talent Qiu Sheng.

If he hadn’t warned him, there would have been no ink fountain at the bottom of the coffin.

No matter how powerful the ink fountain was, it wouldn’t be able to restrain zombies.

"But it feels like I can’t last a few days. Lin

Chuan reminded me

"really."

Uncle Jiu nodded.

Every time a zombie tries to break the coffin, Mo Dou's masculinity will be depleted.

It's just a restriction, and it certainly won't last long.

"However, my master has found another treasure place that can gather yang and disperse yin. As long as the coffin is buried, the corpse energy in Old Master Ren will be dissipated within a few days, turning him into an ordinary corpse."

Uncle Jiu smiled peacefully.

In the past few days, he used the ink fountain to suppress it first, and when the time was up, he was still able to cure the zombie.

After saying that, he looked at Lin Chuan again and asked curiously,"By the way, you haven't rested yet? You don't have to work so hard, palm thunder is not that easy to master."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu recalled.

It took him a few days to master the palm thunder.

Ten days.

However, considering Lin Chuan's talent, if he said ten days, he would definitely be humiliating himself.

It's better not to Face, brag yourself a little, after all, the master also wants to save face.

"Heck, it took me a day or two to master it."

Uncle Jiu's serious and upright face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he still said this calmly.

"Can you master it in a day or two? The master is great!"

Lin Chuan sighed sincerely.

He must at least achieve a small success before he has the nerve to say he has mastered it.

Now he is just getting started, and it only takes a few hours.

If he wants to achieve a small success, it probably only takes a day.

"Now, I can only do this."

After saying that, Lin Chuan raised his hand.

A burst of spiritual power gathered.

Crack!

A small force of thunder condensed in Lin Chuan's palm.

Thunder in the palm!

"this!"

Uncle Jiu's eyes widened.

Damn it, have you mastered it now? How long has he been lying down?

Moreover, he can feel the power of thunder and the purest Yang Qi.

It is absolutely true. There is no fraud in the palm thunder!

"hiss……"

Uncle Jiu took a deep breath.

In my heart, I was even more shocked.

Does it still make sense?

He deliberately shortened the time of what he said ten times!

This is not as good as his own disciple.

Although he is indeed a genius, it is really shocking!

"I'm going for a rest."

Uncle Jiu stepped forward and left slowly.

Seeing this disciple, while being satisfied as a master, he also felt the insignificance of his own talent.

It really makes people love and hate him at the same time.

……

Time passed quietly for two days

"call……"

Lin Chuan exhaled a thick breath.

At this time, his aura was incomparable.

The way he moved and moved, he had the same master-like temperament as Uncle Jiu.

This is the aura that naturally comes out after you have practiced cultivation.

【Ding, the host practices and absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy +1】

【Ding, trigger the hundred times reward talent, aura +100】

【Ding, the spiritual energy value reaches 30,000 points, and the cultivation level is obtained: three years】

"It has been three years of cultivation. Lin

Chuan thought.

Name: Lin Chuan. Only talent: 100 times reward (SSSSS level).

Cultivation: three years.

Achievements: never stop, steel body. Taoist skills: Maoshan Heart Determination, Sky Eye (Dacheng), Palm Thunder (Small) (Cheng), Exorcist Talisman (Dacheng), Zombie Suppressing Talisman (Dacheng)

Physical Technique: Jiu Shu Kung Fu (Perfect)

Props: None

In two days, except for a few hours of sleep, Lin Chuan practiced.

Finally, he mastered several Taoist techniques. , raised a level.

Except for Palm Thunder, which requires too high a level of proficiency, it is still a minor level. The other classes are all at a Dacheng level.

And in the past two days, Lin Chuan's performance also frightened Uncle Jiu, until later He is numb.

Now, except for his cultivation level, he is not as good as Uncle Jiu in other aspects of Taoism.

"Tomorrow is the day of re-burial."

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tomorrow is the day chosen by Uncle Jiu to bury the coffin again.

By then, Old Master Ren will be buried, and once the corpse's aura is gone, the zombies will be gone.

However, Lin Chuan will definitely not let such a thing happen. Happened.

When the time comes, and the zombies have not broken out of the coffin and caused chaos, he will also help.

This old man can only be eliminated by him!