Chapter 3 Fooling the Taoist (Asking for Recommendations, Asking for Rewards)
This middle-aged man is Lin Fengjiao, who is what everyone calls Uncle Jiu. Although his appearance and Uncle Ying are completely two people, they have the same eyebrows, the same majesty and righteousness, so that Ye Huan can recognize this as Uncle Nine at first sight.
"Senior brother, how are you doing?" After the two clasped each other's fists and saluted, Uncle Nine asked with a smile.
The four-eyed Taoist shrugged helplessly and said, "What's the matter, the world is so chaotic now, so many people die every day, I don't have time to rest at all." ”
Uncle Nine nodded appreciatively and said, "But you have also accumulated a lot of yin virtue because of this, and you will definitely be the yin god of the underworld after you die in the future." "If a person accumulates yin virtues by doing good deeds during his lifetime, then the book of his life and death will show how many yin virtues there are. The ten halls of the Yin Division, the king of Yama and the judges, will give convenience to this person according to the amount of Yin virtue, either ascend to the Heavenly Dao, or let him be a Yin God in the underworld.
The so-called Yin God, for example, is a civil servant who has been admitted to the underworld, which is different from ordinary ghosts, who are only the last existence in the underworld, equivalent to the police. And people like the four-eyed Taoist who have accumulated so many yin virtues have entered the ranks of civil servants and become officials in the underworld.
Of course, this official is higher than the police, and of course the benefits of becoming a yin god are more than that. They have jumped out of the Three Realms and Five Elements, become immortal existences, and can also get incense offerings from the world, greatly improve their cultivation, and it is possible to become immortals if nothing else.
The four-eyed Taoist chief rolled his eyes and said, "I still want to live, you just curse me to die early." ”
Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and after coughing lightly, he looked at Ye Huan, who was dressed in ancient costume, with a face like jade, a slender figure, and fairy bones. simply ignored the four-eyed Dao Chang, and asked Ye Huan with his hand: "Poor Dao Lin Jiu, I don't know if you are Mr.?" ”
"In Xia Ye Huan, he is a swordsman, he got lost in the mountains, and he happened to meet the four-eyed Taoist, so he followed him cheekily, and asked the Taoist not to be surprised." Ye Huan said politely.
Uncle Nine smiled slightly: "Where is it, Zi said: There are friends from afar, and it is a blessing for you to be able to come to our village." Just as Wen just walked in, it seemed that he had brought the group of zombies to the morgue.
"Wencai, serve tea to the distinguished guests and uncles."
Wen Cai's face was bitter, he had an errand to do just when he came in, but he also said more, nodded and said, "Yes, master." ”
After the three of them sat down, Uncle Nine asked curiously, "Mr. Ye, you said that you are a swordsman, why hasn't Poor Dao seen your sword?" The four-eyed Dao Leader also looked at Ye Huan, he knew in his heart that Ye Huan was a peerless master, how could such a master not wear a weapon with him?
Ye Huan's heart moved, and a sad expression appeared on his face, seeing the expression on Ye Huan's face, the two Taoist leaders looked at each other, and Uncle Nine said, "If it is inconvenient for Mr. Ye to say, then don't say it." ”
Ye Huan sighed and said, "It's not a secret, three months ago, when I was traveling downstream, I passed by a village and met a zombie who was evil. Although he had never learned the Tao, he also knew that he could not let such evil things harm the world, so he shot with his sword. ”
Speaking of this, Ye Huan took out the 10,000-year-old ice sword that was at the top of the Ethereal Peak from the storage space. As soon as the 10,000-year-old ice sword was taken out, the temperature in the entire living room dropped suddenly, the whole body of the sword was crystal clear, and the attached glow was as clear as autumn water, the sword body was connected to the hilt, there was no sword grid, and the strong cold gas turned into a white mist that surrounded the sword body from the sword body.
"Originally, there were ice and fire swords underneath, zombies are the most yin and evil things, and you can't use my 10,000-year-old ice sword. Therefore, he used the golden dragon to leave the fire sword and cut the zombie, the zombie was really powerful, although he killed the zombie, but the sword was destroyed. Speaking of this, Ye Huan showed a painful expression, as if something really precious had been lost.
Uncle Nine and Simu both saw the shock in each other's eyes, Uncle Nine was better, and he didn't know Ye Huan's strength. And the four-eyed Taoist was so shocked that his mouth opened, Ye Huan's strength he Jedi believed that looking at the entire Huaxia Kingdom, it was one of the best.
And the 10,000-year-old cold ice sword in his hand has just been taken out with such power, then the other fire sword must be the same as this 10,000-year sword cold ice arrow. It's hard to imagine how terrible it is for such a swordsman to kill a zombie in the danger of destroying his sword?
"Mr. Ye, what kind of zombie is that zombie?" The four-eyed Taoist asked in surprise, although his Dao method was not as good as that of his senior brother Lin Fengjiao, but he was still better at this technique of controlling corpses and fighting corpses, and he knew more. Because the four-eyed Taoist major is to drive out corpses, Lin Fengjiao majors in feng shui and catching ghosts.
Ye Huan shook his head, he made a look of memory and said: "I don't know what kind of zombie it is, I still remember it, I remember that the zombie was purple all over its body, and it had much more hair than us like a monkey." After all, there are really zombies in this world, and Ye Huan can't talk nonsense, so he thought about the characteristics of zombies described on the Internet and in novels, and then told them.
"What?! Purple-haired zombies?! Uncle Nine and Simu stood up at the same time, their faces changed greatly, obviously they knew what kind of zombie the zombie in Ye Huan's mouth was.
"Mr. Ye, what happened to the zombies in the end?" Simu asked with a solemn face, if it was just to kill the purple-haired zombie, it was very likely that it would not have died completely.
Ye Huan replied: "I took the ability of the Golden Dragon Fire Sword to the extreme, and after cutting off the zombie's head, there were many cracks in the Golden Dragon Fire Sword, forming a big fire, so I still put the sword on the zombie's body and burned it to ashes." ”
The two breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the chair, Ye Huan asked with a strange look on his face, "Two Dao Masters, what's wrong with you?" ”
Uncle Nine took a long breath and then clenched his fists and said, "Mr. Ye is really a master, and even purple-haired zombies can solve it." ”
Ye Huan smiled bitterly: "What a master, he just knows some swordsmanship, this is nothing." If there is another zombie like this, I will definitely not be an opponent again without the Golden Dragon Fire Sword. ”
Hearing this, Uncle Nine looked at the Four-Eyed Daoist, and the Four-Eyed Daoist also noticed Uncle Nine's gaze, and after making eye contact, the Four-Eyed Daoist nodded.
Seeing that the four-eyed Taoist nodded, Uncle Jiu knew in his heart that both of them were impressed by Ye Huan's righteousness, coupled with Ye Huan's strong martial arts and excellent bones, he was a rare good seedling of cultivation.
Then Uncle Nine asked Ye Huan: "Mr. Ye, I don't know if you are interested in being my Maoshan Registered Disciple and learning my Maoshan Taoism, with your talent in the future, if you encounter a purple-haired zombie again, you will be able to fight with it." ”