"Hoo ——!"

A faint white gas erupted from his mouth, but it did not disperse, extending several feet away before slowly disappearing into the air.

After a long time, Su Zimo slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of essence disappeared.

"I've finally regained my strength."

It has been three full days since he came to the world of "Mr. Zombie".

In the past three days, Su Zimo has never stepped out of the door for half a step, and has silently recovered the true qi in his body by taking the opportunity to recuperate his body.

Fortunately, after the completion of Jiuyang's divine skills, the circulation of true qi is endless, which has already made Su Zimo have the characteristics of a bit of innate realm, even if he starts from scratch and cultivates his true qi, it is also making extremely fast progress.

If it weren't for that, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to recover all his true qi in such a short period of time.

"Good kung fu!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, following Fu Bo and walking towards Su Zimo.

As if sensing the scrutiny in Su Zimo's eyes, Fu Bo hurriedly explained: "Young Master, this ...... It's the Ninth Uncle I mentioned earlier, and it was he who arrived in time to bring you back from the mass grave. ”

"I see."

Su Zimo nodded, immediately stepped forward, saluted the comer, and said solemnly.

"Thank you Uncle Nine for saving your life."

"Young Master Su is polite."

In this regard, Uncle Nine was slightly embarrassed, and it could be regarded as a return of the gift.

After all, just now, he also saw Su Zimo's cultivation of internal strength, and naturally knew that the seemingly weak young master of the Su family in front of him actually had not weak internal strength.

"Uncle Nine, please take a seat."

Soon, the two came to the living room, and Fu Bo on the side also hurriedly brought tea.

As the saying goes, an emaciated camel is bigger than a horse.

Although the Su family is in a middle-class situation, they still have some land in the town, and even if they rely on rent collection, they can get a lot of income every year.

Therefore, for Su Zimo, the only heir of the Su family, Uncle Nine naturally did not dare to slack off.

"I don't know if Young Master Su called me here, what did he order?"

"Don't dare."

Su Zimo hurriedly waved his hand.

Others didn't know Uncle Jiu's ability, and at most they regarded him as an ordinary Taoist priest, but he knew that the person in front of him was an authentic disciple of the Maoshan faction, and his Taoist skills had already reached the point of awe of gods and ghosts.

"I can't hide it, this time, in addition to thanking Uncle Nine for saving his life, I also have a reluctant request."

As he spoke, Su Zimo gave Fu Bo a look.

The latter immediately understood, turned and walked into the room.

After a while, he walked out with a black cloth package.

"What is this?"

Seeing this, Uncle Nine took the package handed by Fu Bo and hurriedly opened it, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that the package was full of bright silver dollars, and it was roughly estimated that there were at least twenty or thirty yuan, which was indeed a huge amount of money for ordinary people.

Taking advantage of the fact that Uncle Nine was stunned, Su Zimo spoke again.

"Please also ask Uncle Nine to take me as an apprentice."

Seeing this scene, Uncle Nine hurriedly closed the package, looked at Su Zimo with some puzzlement, and frowned: "When I watched Young Master Su cultivate before, his true qi was condensed but not released, and he was extremely proficient. ”

"This ......"

Su Zimo knew that his internal cultivation was afraid that it would arouse the suspicion of the other party, and if he didn't give a reasonable explanation, he was afraid that it would be difficult to worship under the Maoshan faction.

After all, with art investors.

When and where it is a very taboo thing.

Fortunately, he had already thought of this, and even found an excuse to deal with it.

"That's right, Uncle Nine.

Before, when I was young and ignorant, I visited the mass grave with a few friends at night, and almost died at the hands of a powerful ghost, only to find that the martial arts I had learned over the years had become useless, and I thought of following Uncle Jiu to learn Taoism.

If you encounter any more powerful ghosts and the like, at least there is a way to deal with it. ”

"I see."

Hearing Su Zimo's explanation, the doubt in Uncle Jiu's eyes disappeared, and he nodded: "If this is the case, it is unavoidable, but the Dao Fa attaches great importance to qualifications, and even if ordinary people have cultivated for thirty or fifty years, it is difficult for them to enter the hall." ”

"This point, please also ask Young Master Su to think about it carefully."

"In the next province."

In this regard, Su Zimo nodded without hesitation.

"Hey."

Seeing this, Uncle Nine also smiled slightly, and was very satisfied with Su Zimo's attitude: "For the sake of Young Master Su, you are bent on seeking the Dao, and the poor Dao will make an exception to accept you as an entry, and from now on, you will be the initiation disciple of my Maoshan faction." ”

"Disciple Su Zimo, meet Master."

Of course, the real apprenticeship ceremony will not be so hasty.

The two of them are like this, just to set the status of master and apprentice.

In the following time, Su Zimo prepared altars, tributes, incense candles, yellow paper and other things under the instructions of Uncle Jiu, and ordered Fu Bo to buy a rooster in the market.

After all this is ready, the apprenticeship ceremony also officially begins.

First of all, Uncle Nine put on a new pale yellow robe, came to the altar with a solemn face, cleaned his hands, burned incense, and bowed...... After a series of actions.

The rooster was slaughtered again, and the essence and blood of the rooster comb were dripped into a bowl of water, and then three pieces of yellow paper were picked up, mixed with cinnabar, and the pen was drawn in an instant.

"Bump."

The yellow paper fell into the bowl and ignited immediately.

"Drink it."

Then, Uncle Nine handed this bowl of water mixed with chicken blood and rune paper to Su Zimo.

In this regard, Su Zimo only glanced at it a few times and drank it all.

As this bowl of water entered his throat, Su Zimo clearly felt that the trace of cold aura in his body immediately dissipated.

Along with it, there was a wail.

After that, Su Zimo knelt down three times in front of the altar, picked up a cup of tea, and respectfully held it in front of Uncle Jiu, who immediately drank this cup of tea with a smile, looking at Su Zimo with burning eyes.

"Very good, from now on, you will be my Maoshan faction, the twenty-third generation disciple.

Our Maoshan faction has a long history, passed from the Shangqing Lingbao faction, founded by the Sanmao brothers, and later divided into two religions, the north and the south Maoshan. It is the same as Longhu Mountain and Soap Mountain, which are the three major Taoist runes, and are known as the three mountain runes.

All my Maoshan disciples, one precept to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors; The two precepts are cannibalistic; The three precepts are used indiscriminately, and the world is harmed. ”

"Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands."

In this regard, Su Zimo couldn't help nodding.

"Good."

Seeing this, Uncle Nine also smiled, raised his hands, helped Su Zimo up, and pointed to the two young people on the side.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, come and meet your junior brothers."