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Chapter two hundred and ninety-two disaster

Wang Jue looked at the reactions of Uncle Jiu and Wencai Qiusheng, and he confirmed in his heart that he had definitely been here when he traveled through time before. For some reason, an inexplicable sense of belonging instantly occupied his entire heart.

It's like a prodigal son who has been wandering for many years has returned home. Although the memory has long been blurred, the familiar feeling that cannot be erased is very warm.

When everyone in the Zhongzhou team saw this scene, they didn't dare to disturb them. They just stood in the corner and looked at this from a distance.

Uncle Jiu rushed to Wang Jue's side and immediately grabbed his right hand. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Wang Jue was still alive.

Then, Uncle Jiu had a straight face and snorted coldly, "Huh, brat, you still know how to come back! Huh..."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked towards the door without looking back, hands behind his back.

Wang Jue immediately shouted: "Master, why are you going?"

Uncle Jiu would not look back. His tone was slightly trembling, and he said with a hint of acrimony: "Have a midnight snack, otherwise what else can you do!"

At this time, his eyes lit up with joy, and he immediately said: "Brother, I want to eat too. I have to drive away corpses tonight. How can I do this if I don't eat enough?"

Uncle Jiu looked at his eyes and said sarcastically: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! Huh, it's nothing..."

After Uncle Jiu said that, he quickly left and came to the kitchen. At this time, he was already in tears, crying with joy.

...

On the other side, the four-eyed Taoist walked up to Wang Jue, raised his hand and gave Wang Jue a headache, pretending to be angry: "You brat, you are getting better and better. You haven't come back after so many years. You always have to bring someone with you."

This letter lets us elders know that you are safe and sound."

Wang Jue showed a wry smile and said, "Uncle Master, things are very complicated. I was injured and lost my memory. Then I drifted to a far away place. I just found my way back now..."

"Very far? How far is it? Have you gone abroad?" Taoist Simu asked immediately.

Wang Jue could only tell a white lie: "Ah, yes, I went abroad!"

Looking at Wang Jue, he didn't know what to say for a moment. Although Wang Jue's appearance has not changed now, his cultivation level has become unclear, just like an ordinary person who has not yet entered the path of cultivation.

But just now, without forming seals or reciting incantations, he could easily immobilize a group of corpses with just a few movements of his hands. This level of cultivation is far beyond his own, and I am afraid that even the current head brother is far inferior...

I saw four eyes walking to Wang Jue's side, and said with arms around each other: "Hey, nephew, tell me, what state are you in now? Is it the innate perfection or the medicine that can be obtained by rejuvenating fluids?"

Returning to the innate, perfecting the innate, returning liquid to obtain the medicine, these are the three stages of refining the Qi to transform into the spirit, and Wang Jue is in the middle stage of refining the Qi to transform into the spirit, the ‘Earth Immortal’.

Wang Jue smiled and replied: "Uncle, I think you'd better not ask, it will hurt your self-esteem."

The four eyes looked strange and said: "You can't cultivate the golden elixir, can you?"

"No, no, no, how can I cultivate the golden elixir!" Wang Jue waved his hands repeatedly.

"Huh, that's good..." Simu breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

At this time, Wang Jue said sincerely: "I just cultivated the Earthly Immortal Dao Fruit."

He immediately covered his heart and stared blankly at Wang Jue. Then he came back to his senses and said with a disdainful look: "You brat, stop bragging. It's hard to achieve a golden elixir in this world, and even the earthly immortals don't even listen.

I’ve heard of it.”

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean you don't have it. My nephew happens to have a few bottles of elixirs and some magic weapons here for my uncle to defend himself." Wang Jue said and took out a long sword with several six sides from his storage bracelet.

Shaped stone-carved talismans, as well as elixirs to repair the body and increase power.

Simu was about to refuse, but everything in Wang Jue's hands was a rare treasure, so he swallowed and said: "Hey, as an elder, how can I have the nerve to ask for something from a junior!"

Wang Jue thrust the thing into Taoist Simu's hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, feel free to take it. There are plenty of nephews."

I saw that my four eyes directly put all these things into my bag, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you're welcome, hahaha..."

At this time, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and said with a playful smile: "A Ming, are we two senior brothers responsible for this?"

"Yes, I'll give it to you tomorrow!" Wang Jue said with a smile.

Later, Wang Jue, Simu, Wencai, and Qiu Sheng placed the walking corpse together and returned to the living room of Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu had already prepared four bowls of vegetable noodles as a midnight snack.

Just as Wang Jue was moving his chopsticks, he suddenly thought that his team members were still hiding in the corner, so he said calmly: "Come in, everyone!"

Qi Tengyi, Xerox, Xiaoqing, Zhu Wen, Ansuna, Lukar and Big Big Wolf walked in very calmly. Miao Ruoleng glanced at Wang Jue and then also stepped in. As for Zhao Yingkong,

Some shyly followed behind everyone.

Wang Jue stood up and introduced everyone in the Zhongzhou team to Uncle Jiu.

But Uncle Jiu frowned and said with a serious face: "A Ming, what did I teach you before I became a teacher? Good and evil will fight for life! Look at the people around you. Xiaoqing and Big Big Wolf are monsters for you.

You can’t see it, right? That Lukar is full of blood, I’m afraid he’s also an alien!”

Wang Jue hurriedly explained: "Master, don't be angry yet! Xiaoqing, Big Big Wolf, and Lukar have been taken under their disciples and are under strict control. They will never harm the world."

Uncle Jiu scolded in a cold voice: "Can you control it?"

Wang Jue nodded, and the power of the Earth Immortal exploded instantly, and then said seriously: "You can control it!"

Uncle Jiu was also shocked by Wang Jue's current level of cultivation. Then he took a deep breath and said, "You have come a long way in your practice. I can't control you anymore. I hope you can stick to your true intentions in the future."

Wang Jue bowed and responded: "Yes, Master."

At this time, Uncle Jiu stood up and said, "Let's eat. I'll order a few more bowls of noodles."

Zhao Yingkong appeared in front of Uncle Jiu in an instant and said respectfully: "How dare you bother senior! Let us do it ourselves."

After saying that, he ducked into the kitchen, and Zhu Wen quickly followed to help.

Uncle Jiu is an old man. After taking a look at Wang Jue, he understood clearly. Since he didn't have to do it himself, he was naturally happy and free.

...

After a while, more than a dozen delicacies were served on the table, which made people want to eat. Lucar, who couldn't eat human food, happily walked out after receiving a bottle of the Fountain of Youth.

Taoist priest Simu left in a hurry because he was in a hurry to remove the corpse at night, and the two parties agreed to meet again next time.

At the dinner table, Uncle Jiu and Wang Jue had a few glasses and asked, "A Ming, I think that although your cultivation level is high now, it is no longer the cultivation path of my Maoshan lineage. What have you experienced in these years?"

"

"It's a long story..." Wang Jue could only make up a story with a wry smile and manage to get through.

...

After hearing the cause and effect, Uncle Jiu sighed: "I didn't expect you to go through so many hardships, different worlds... these are really unbelievable. No wonder I can't find any trace of you using Maoshan's secret techniques."

Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu's expression changed: "But as a disciple of Maoshan, you have completely forgotten Maoshan's magic. It is really contrary to the ancestor."

Wang Jue shrugged helplessly and said: "Everything happens for a reason, and there is nothing I can do about it..."

Uncle Jiu immediately pretended to be angry and said: "Don't make excuses, get up early tomorrow morning and practice Qigong for me, starting with the introductory stance and breathing!"

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng looked at Wang Jue with gloating expressions and said with a smile: "You are dead."

And Uncle Jiu walked up to the two of them, patted them on the back of the head, and said in an angry tone: "You two are the same, you have practiced Maoshan Technique for so many years, and now you have just stepped into the innate world! Take a look again.

Ming, I got started later than you and now you are all immortals! Especially you, a literary talent, you were the first to get started, and you have been practicing with me since you were a child, but now you are the weakest in cultivation. It’s because I’m usually too nice to you.

,The coursework will be doubled starting tomorrow!”

Wencai and Qiu Sheng looked at each other and saw the ugly expression on each other's faces... This was an unforeseen disaster!
Chapter completed!
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