Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

Chapter 125 Return to Maoshan

Lu Li didn't get up until the sky gradually brightened.

During the remaining half of the night, Lu Li added all the merits he had gained to his cultivation.

Although it is still a drop in the bucket for his current state, but little by little it will add up to a lot, and one day it will be perfect.

Lu Li also discovered a problem with himself, which was that his martial arts skills were a bit behind schedule.

When I first became Uncle Jiu's disciple, I practiced the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra".

Later, when he reached the Jindan stage, the Shangqing Dadong Sutra began to fail to keep up with the speed of his own magic power refinement.

Master Qin Zhenren asked Elder Cui to send him the "Shangqing Tiandi Gong".

Finally solved my urgent problem.

By now, Lu Li discovered that due to his special physique, his speed in refining mana was several times faster than others.

And it is not restricted by the depletion of spiritual energy.

This "Shangqing Tiandi Gong" can no longer satisfy his needs.

He knocked his forehead and decided to go back and ask his master, Master Qin, what to do about this matter.

We can't just keep making do like this.

Looking at the bright town of Tengteng in the sun.

Lu Li believed that as more and more people came and went, they would know that there were no zombies here anymore.

Sooner or later, it will return to its former state.

Time flies.

Lu Li returned to Ermao Peak.

Now Lu Li was actually looking forward to returning to the mountain.

But I became attached to the charity cemetery.

Maybe he has relatives in the Wanning Palace in Ermao Peak now.

Home is where your family is, and this saying holds true no matter where you are.

Before reaching Wanning Palace on the top of the mountain, Lu Li heard the familiar voice of Uncle Jiu.

"You need to use some strength when you punch. Did you not eat? The three bowls of rice you just gave to the monkeys in Maoshan."

Lu Li could already see Wencai’s aggrieved expression in his mind.

"Pfft!"

"Okay, old foreigner, you dare to laugh at me, I am your second senior brother."

There was a sudden noise of chaos in the Wanning Palace Square, as well as Uncle Jiu's angry roar.

"You two little monkeys only know how to play around. You make me worry every day. I will beat you to death."

When Uncle Jiu was looking for a broom on the ground, a voice that surprised him was heard behind him.

"Hey! Master, you are busy!"

"Ali?"

"Haha, Senior Brother, you're back!"

"Yeah, Big Brother is back."

"Big Brother!"

The old foreigner Wencai and Hua Ling, who was reading a medical book in the house, both ran over.

When Lu Li first accepted the old foreigner and Hua Ling, the old foreigner was not that close to him because of his personality.

But after arriving at Maoshan, every time he went out, fellow disciples from other peaks would look at him with envy when they knew he was Lu Li's fellow disciple.

After getting to know each other better, the old foreigner began to respect and identify with this new senior brother more and more.

In particular, Partridge Whistle would write them letters and bring them small gifts every now and then.

This made the old foreigner Hua Ling even more grateful to Lu Li.

After all, the good life that the three of them have now is given by Lu Li.

He rubbed Hua Ling's little head and took out gifts for the three of them.

"Go play, I want to talk to Master."

The three of them thanked him and happily opened their gifts.

Uncle Jiu snorted arrogantly.

"You've spoiled them. You have to bring gifts every time you go out. After you scold them a few times, they say they want to go and talk to the eldest brother."

Lu Li touched his nose and chuckled.

"Master, how could I forget you? Look at what this is."

"Ha, this is Xiao Mingxiang's autographed photo, as well as Yu Jing Zhai's dim sum and Xing Yi Long's new green tea!"

Uncle Jiu took the thing away with a look of joy on his face.

Even Lu Li's cultivation level was not enough to react.

Running back to Wanning Palace quickly, Uncle Jiu poured out the freshly brewed tea in the tea bowl without hesitation and replaced it with Xing Yilong's green tea.

Then he carefully unwrapped the snack, picked up a piece with his hands and put it into his mouth.

He closed his eyes and shook his head with enjoyment.

I even ate two snacks.

The tea leaves were now brewed, and Uncle Jiu slowly sipped them and exhaled a breath of hot air.

Then he leaned back in the recliner lazily.

"It's so comfortable. I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time."

Lu Li just watched silently at the side. Originally, Uncle Jiu could have lived a comfortable life in Renjia Town.

But I can only be trapped in this small piece of land in Maoshan.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel guilty, but Lu Li couldn't bear to see Uncle Jiu becoming more and more ordinary.

He hoped that his uncle would eventually be included in the ranks of immortals, and that he would be able to enjoy happiness for a long time, so that he would be worthy of his uncle's training and upbringing since childhood.

"Thank goodness you still remember me. I hope your trip to the Tianshi Mansion goes smoothly."

Lu Li unfailingly moved a small stool and sat next to Uncle Jiu.

"It went very smoothly. Not only did I meet Tianshi Zhang, but I also met the old Tianshi who has lived for hundreds of years."

Uncle Jiu instantly perked up after hearing what Lu Li said.

"Oh, tell me more about it?"

So Lu Li told Uncle Jiu all the secrets he had heard in the Tianshi Mansion.

Finally, it is stated that the old Taoist priest will take the initiative to participate in the decisive battle with the Zi Luo Sha Palace.

Uncle Jiu was sometimes shocked and sometimes frowned when he heard this.

After Lu Li finished speaking, it took him a long time to recover.

"Ali, why do you think such a small country could cause our Shenzhou Dao Sect to suffer such a tragic loss?"

Uncle Jiu was born and raised in this era.

Unlike Lu Li, who has been influenced by the cultures of two eras.

Everything will be judged by future generations.

“Master, because we are not united, if we really talk about strength, the combined strength of the independent cultivators and the Taoist sect is enough to crush them.

Not to mention that we have practitioners of all kinds.

Corpse refining, witchcraft, feng shui, and shaman disciples.

But the situation at that time was that some people were condemned as evil.

Some are dismissive of these outsiders.

Some even didn't know there was such a battle.

That’s why only the Dao Sect itself could withstand this pressure, which led to the original outcome.”

Lu Li would not be so stupid. If there really had to be another battle, he would unite everyone who could.

Never make the same mistake again.

"Yes, there was a lot of sectarianism back then, and the people from the big sects looked down on those ragtag armies, not knowing that too many ants can kill an elephant.

In terms of mid-level strength, those Qimen people in Shenzhou are several times stronger than us in Taoism.

Not to mention those who practice evil magic."

Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly.

China is so huge, and precisely because it is so huge, there are all kinds of people.

People’s hearts are also more complicated.

Some people are mortal enemies, how can they unite to resist foreign enemies?

"Master, it's useless to think so much. I won't fight them seriously. When it comes to fighting against foreign enemies, I'll just use whatever works."

Lu Li would never challenge anyone honestly.

If you really get into a hurry, first get three thousand people who practice evil arts, and then get a hundred or so flying zombies and throw them all over.

Tell them to do whatever they want there.

Uncle Jiu knows this disciple too well.

He is a person who hates evil and that is why he tends to go to extremes.

Hearing this, he said anxiously:

"Ah Li, please don't act recklessly. If you cause too much killing, it will all be blamed on you.

By then, you will be under the might of heaven like Liu Ji.

Then it will be too late.”

Lu Li smiled evilly:

"Master, don't worry. I'm not stupid and I know the seriousness of the matter."

Liu Ji did not have the ability to convert merits, so he had to accumulate countless merits for himself.

When the critical moment comes, it can be used directly to offset the karma of killing.

Just don't be too perfect.

Think of the end.

Lu Li laughed evilly.

"Tom!"

"Ouch! Master, why did you hit me?"

Uncle Jiu said angrily: "What bad idea are you thinking of? I don't know you. You have been a troublesome person since you were a child."

Lu Li quickly took a few steps back.

"Eh? Master, when did you become a worm in my stomach? You know everything I'm thinking. Could it be that you have mastered the miraculous skill of telepathy?"

Uncle Jiu jumped up from his chair, holding a broom and started to hit Lu Li.

"He can read minds, I'll read them all to you first!"

How could Lu Li just wait to be beaten?

Whoosh, he disappeared.

Uncle Jiu was left standing there, jumping with anger.