Uncle Jiu froze, turned around and asked, "What do you think this is?"
"The space ring. By the way, uncle, this is for you. It's only one hundred cubic meters. Don't dislike it."
Uncle Jiu was a little confused. He didn't know how to answer these words. He didn't even understand the number of Sumeru space, so how could he be dissatisfied with it.
Well, even if his master Hanqing is here, he has no right to dislike him.
However, this was not the biggest reason for his shock.
He knew that Zhang Ziyu had the number of Sumeru Space. After all, his nephew took out a big bone sword more than one meter long and some strange things. Without the Sumeru Space, how could he have hidden it like this?
many.
However, he always thought that Zhang Ziyu had some adventure and received the teachings or legacy passed down by his seniors for who knows how long.
Therefore, I have never intentionally asked him, and I even intend to help him hide the news.
But now, what did he hear?!
This kid was actually able to refine a space ring. This talent and ability were honestly beyond his expectations again. His nephew was so powerful that it was hard for him to resist.
"You kid is really a monster."
Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of approval, but he pushed the ring away with his hand and said in a deep voice: "But I can't bear this thing. As a junior uncle, I haven't been able to give you many things, but instead I have benefited from you again and again.
, I deserve it."
Uncle Jiu is not Four Eyes, nor is he Master Zhang Ziyu. He has principles in his heart and cannot ask for such a precious gift.
The refining of a space ring is probably no more difficult than a treasure, and maybe even comparable to a spiritual weapon. I am determined not to get this good nephew’s thing for free.
Uncle Jiu had already made up his mind, but in front of him, Zhang Ziyu did something that shocked him.
"Uncle, please relax, it's wholesale. It's a little more expensive for external parties, but it's not a big deal for us."
Zhang Ziyu grabbed a handful of space rings, some of which were white cube-level and some of which were ten-cubic level. The total number was no less than one or two hundred.
Although the space crystal (small) has a low probability of being dropped, Xiu Xiu has been quite powerful in the past month. Three or four have dropped. Naturally, Zhang Ziyu can refine more space rings.
"This...this was all refined by you?"
"That's right, there are only twenty or thirty hundred cubic meters. We are going to give them to Master, Master and a few uncles. Master, if you really don't want them, don't end up without them."
"Pa"
Zhang Ziyu was gloating about his misfortune. Uncle Jiu gave him a slap on the back of his head. He looked at Zhang Ziyu and said, "Yes, you are such a rich man. If you don't want it for free, you can also choose one, Rong'er girl."
Uncle Jiu saw Huang Rong snickering and asked the girls to fight against the local tyrants and divide the land.
My nephew has said this, how can I shirk it?
When the time comes to write it together, there are four eyes, Xu Fa, Qian Kai, Qianhe, and Gu Gu, but he is the only one who is aloof and desperate without a space ring. How embarrassing is that?
"Hehe, there's no need for this, uncle. The ones Ronger and I have are at the thousand-cubic level. There's no need to pick them. We've got them ready."
After hearing this, Huang Rong smiled and said crisply: "Thank you, Brother Yu."
Uncle Jiu looked at the two of them and shook his head with a smile, just like an old father. This boy is really capable. If he had known this back then, how could Lian Mei...
Uncle Jiu thought of those days, but of course they were fleeting. He was already so old, who would really think about so many things?
Not everyone is the master of Zhentan next door, thinking every day that the flowers at home are not as fragrant as wild flowers.
"Ziyu, what is your plan for the blessed land and cave you mentioned?"
Uncle Jiu saw the space ring and vaguely guessed some of Zhang Ziyu's thoughts, but he was in the blind spot of his knowledge and really didn't know the complete idea.
Zhang Ziyu said sternly: "I can use Xumi's method in addition to this weapon refining. I can expand the internal range of Huayang Cave dozens or hundreds of times. I can create a small Maoshan realm. Through Feng Shui arrangements and stimulating the earth's veins, maybe
You can accumulate spiritual energy and become a blessed place and cave."
Although it is just an idea, seeing Zhang Ziyu's appearance, he is obviously quite confident.
This is a good thing, and it is a huge good thing for this sect, especially Maoshan and Zhang Ziyu’s newly created new era skills.
The combination of the two will not only prevent Maoshan from declining, but it may even be able to develop in the era of Dharma Ending.
Uncle Jiu knew the benefits, but looked at Zhang Ziyu and said seriously: "You have given Maoshan too much."
"Uncle, what do you mean?"
Zhang Ziyu was a little confused and asked aloud.
Uncle Jiu said seriously: "Your master can afford these things, but Maoshan cannot. What Maoshan gives you is far less than these things."
Simu is from Maoshan, but that doesn't mean Simu saved Zhang Ziyu's life. Teaching him his skills is equivalent to Maoshan's favor.
Uncle Jiu can carry it clearly, and the Maoshan lineage can also carry it clearly.
Maoshan is very attentive to the training of his disciples, but he is also very attentive to the vast majority of his disciples.
For Zhang Ziyu, even if he gave Maoshan all the classics, it began to seem a little insufficient compared to what Zhang Ziyu took out one after another.
"Uncle, I am from Maoshan, my master is also from Maoshan, and all of you uncles who have helped me are also disciples of Maoshan. These things are nothing to me."
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "Love is love, fairness is fairness. If it is given by the disciples, and if the disciples have it, Maoshan wants it. Then my Maoshan is still a place of monasticism, let alone a den of robbers."
"Uncle, what do you mean?"
Uncle Jiu said: "The next generation of leaders, my generation will not be able to succeed, but you are more suitable to be in charge of Maoshan than me and senior brother."
Headmaster Hanqing's idea of appointing Zhang Ziyu as the next generation of headmaster has not been mentioned to Uncle Jiu and the others, and now Uncle Jiu's words are spoken from the bottom of his heart.
He had never wanted to compete for the position of headmaster, but the senior brother did not believe it, and many junior brothers supported him instead of the senior brother, so the relationship between the two was awkward.
But it was the friction over so many years that made him realize a problem, that is, he could not retreat.
Because the senior brother's character is too retributive and harsh, becoming the headmaster of Maoshan may not be a good thing for the entire sect.
"Uncle...Master has already told me about becoming a headmaster. That...didn't he tell you?"
"..."
Lin Jiushi was stunned!
"What did you say?"
"It's a matter of the next generation of headmasters. Master and the others have decided on me."
"...."
The embarrassment gradually spread, and Uncle Jiu's face darkened visibly. Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier? Why don't you see me making a fool of myself!
Good boy, haven’t seen you for a while, I’m so naughty!
The atmosphere gradually became colder, and Uncle Jiu's expression became increasingly ferocious in embarrassment.
"Ziyu..."
"Uncle, Rong'er and I have something to do, so we have to leave first. See you next time!"
Zhang Ziyu took Huang Rong's hand and walked directly out. Then he used the method of transformation, and his figure disappeared immediately.
As soon as Zhang Ziyu left, Uncle Jiu's black face disappeared immediately and he snorted coldly: "Humph, you brat. But Master and the others considered this to be the best. Senior brother and I are not suitable. This boy is the most suitable. This way
most."
Uncle Jiu himself was relieved. At least there was no need to argue so much. He and his senior brother should be able to relax a little.
"This kid is a fast runner. This Taiping Sect thing...forget it, let's talk about it next time we meet. Anyway, there is not much progress. Alas, in troubled times, only people like this kid can turn the tide."