"So it was you who did this!"
There is a small cemetery in the desolate mountains, and crows are calling for lonely ghosts.
In this pitch-black place where you can't see your hand in front of you and the gloomy atmosphere is enough to scare people to tears, there are actually two people standing.
It’s Uncle Nine and Russell!
At this time, Uncle Jiu was pointing at Russell with a helpless look on his face, because he had seen the master that Russell had mentioned.
A corpse buried under Old Master Ren’s coffin, the silver-armored corpse stolen from Macheng.
It was still a semi-finished product at that time, but now it has become a real silver-armored corpse. Under the nourishment of this Feng Shui land, it is even better than before.
The reason why Uncle Jiu was in a dilemma was because he remembered that Ren Fa had asked him to move his father's grave.
As a result, he calculated with his fingers and always had an ominous premonition in his heart, vaguely looking at some silver hairs.
It turns out that it was the little brat Russell who did it!
Uncle Jiu squatted down and looked at Old Master Ren’s tomb and couldn’t help but marvel at it. This was originally a blessed place with excellent feng shui.
Burying Old Master Ren there will definitely bless the Ren family with prosperity and endless descendants for three generations.
But this grave was covered with cement, and the dragonfly touching the water turned into an upside-down onion, and the feng shui blessed land completely turned into a feng shui unlucky land.
Uncle Jiu recalled that over the past decade or so, the Ren family's business had indeed plummeted. He had never thought of this before, but now that he thought about it, the Ren family still has a long life.
If it were an ordinary family, the family would have been broken up and the descendants would have been extinct long ago.
Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but turn his head and praised Russell, "Little Russell, you are awesome!"
Russell chuckled. Uncle Jiu's praise came from the heart. He had been studying Feng Shui for nearly ten years.
Faced with such a situation, there is nothing we can do but give up on this unlucky place.
But the feng shui situation in front of him was so exciting that Uncle Jiu exclaimed that it was simply the work of a feng shui master.
Going against the will of heaven and earth, it snatches the essence of the sun and the moon, swallows up the sky and the earth, and nourishes itself.
Uncle Jiu could only praise it repeatedly, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely!
No matter how hard he thought, he could not imagine such a feng shui situation. Even if he did, he would probably be powerless to do anything about it.
Wu Hou is indeed a legend in the Feng Shui world!
Russell's mind moved, and the silver-armored corpse moved its arms freely. Its gestures were basically no different from those of a living person.
He raised his hand and put Old Master Ren's coffin back.
Then he bent down, arched his hands forward, pushed hard, and a small mound of earth appeared on the flat ground.
After finishing the work, the silver-armored corpse clapped his hands lightly and stood silently behind Russell like a javelin.
Uncle Jiu showed an envious look. This is not a zombie at all, it is clearly a top-notch puppet.
As if the arm points to where the heart wants, with infinite strength, invulnerable to swords and guns, able to fight and carry, loyal and devoted...
The more Uncle Jiu thought about it, the more he doubted his life. Why did he learn talismans in the past
Wouldn’t it be nice to learn to make paper people and zombies
But on second thought, didn’t Junior Brother Simu, who had learned how to become a zombie, still end up a failure
Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu felt much better. It was true that only by comparison can people know that they are happy.
In one word, despicable!
What hurt Uncle Jiu's heart was far more than that. He saw Russell circling the silver-armored corpse twice and touching his strong thigh with his hand.
She patted his hips with her small hands again and nodded with satisfaction, "It feels good, but a little hard!"
Then, Russell took out a paper man from his arms and muttered something.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. It wasn't because of what his little disciple recited, but because his paper figure was purple.
That was the finest material for drawing talismans that I had treasured for a long time, and I usually didn't want to use it.
This little bastard stole them all!
Well, just use it, Uncle Jiu sighed, anyway, all of them belong to little Russell from now on, it doesn’t matter whether he uses it sooner or later.
He watched quietly, wanting to see what tricks Russell was going to play with paper.
The paper man in Russell's hand was flashing with purple light. With a flick of his finger, it turned into a ray of light and sank into the chest of the silver-armored corpse.
The originally pale and ugly silver-armored corpse became plump and rosy all over as if it had been washed with water.
The originally wrinkled skin began to relax, and Uncle Jiu could even faintly hear the heartbeat.
In the blink of an eye, the silver-armored corpse became no different from a normal person, except that he was taller, with thicker arms and thighs, and a more raised buttocks.
"Great, great!"
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh again. This was the umpteenth time he had sighed today. His little apprentice Russell had given him so many surprises.
He opened his Dharma Eyes and sniffed forward, but he was unable to tell whether the person in front of him was a zombie or not.
Russell smiled. This was exactly the legendary Feng Shui formation - the Sky-Concealing Formation.
According to legend, this is a simplified version of the Seven Star Life-Extending Formation. Zhuge Wuhou set up this formation in order to extend his life, but he failed and suffered backlash, and died of illness in Wuzhangyuan.
This life-extending formation was passed down and later fell into the hands of Liu Bowen, who, with the help of the Ming Dynasty's luck, successfully extended his life by twelve years.
Unfortunately, the news leaked out and was known by Zhu Yuanzhang. He died before he could live out his extended life.
Russell found this formation from the inherited memory. Now he didn't need to extend his life and directly learned the Heaven-Concealing Formation.
Finally, he spent some energy points to combine the Heaven-concealing Formation with the paper man to create an alternative paper man technique.
How alternative is it
It covered up all the strange smells on the zombies, making it difficult for Uncle Jiu to recognize them.
This is really terrible!
With this skill, even if Russell brought hundreds of zombies, no one would be able to recognize him and would just think he was carrying people.
Humans have the desire to rebel, but zombies don’t!
Uncle Jiu looked at the silver-armored corpse that looked no different from a normal person, and suddenly said, "Russell, go and test his strength."
Know yourself and your enemy, so that you can have a clear idea in your mind.
Russell looked around and saw a century-old tree not far away. It had been standing there for hundreds of years, exposed to wind and sun, and must have been tired of the surrounding scenery.
Let me be a good person!
Russell glanced and the silver-armored corpse behind him turned silently into a black shadow and disappeared in an instant.
If you don't pay attention, you won't notice it at all. Uncle Jiu couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
This is completely different from the zombies he usually sees!
There was something strange in his eyes. This was not what a silver-armored corpse should look like at all. Perhaps it had something to do with the paper man that his little disciple had just made.
The silver-armored corpse had already landed beside the big tree. It simply opened its arms and exerted force, causing the century-old tree to shake its body excitedly.
The next moment, he was uprooted by the silver-armored corpse, who lifted the tree and leaped upward, flying straight into the sky, leaving two holes on the ground.
“Puff!”
The silver-armored corpse thrust the tree down heavily, and instantly the roots and wood were smashed into the ground, and the tree was moved far away.
Russell put his hands on his hips. The life of a monk was so boring and uninteresting.
"call out!"
The silver-armored corpse was like an elf in the dark night, silently returning to Russell's back without any trace on its body.
Hard enough!
There was joy in Uncle Jiu's eyes. To be frank, the silver-armored corpse in front of him could beat five four-eyed ones at once.
With the addition of the Silver Armored Corpse, Junior Brother Simu...
Don't come! You might even hinder us!
Uncle Jiu was obviously in a good mood, looking into the distance, "Little Russell, do you want to know what the selfishness that Master just mentioned is?"
"Of course!"
Russell couldn't suppress his curiosity at this time, "I thought the master wouldn't have any selfish motives!"
"Hahaha, silly child!"
Uncle Jiu laughed in silence, "I am just an ordinary Taoist priest, not a saint. It is normal for me to have emotions and desires, and to have selfish thoughts."
He explained, "Actually, I want to go to Tenten Town, not only to get rid of the zombies there, but also to find a treasure."
"That's the zombie fungus on the Zombie King's coffin!"
Zombie bacteria
Russell frowned. According to the records in Compendium of Materia Medica, this is not a good thing.
“Coffin fungus, blood red in color.
Other names: ground Ganoderma, blood Ganoderma, also known as corpse mushroom, and dragon coffin mushroom in vernacular.
Efficacy: 1. Treat bone pain, very effective.
2. Drink it directly with boiled water to prevent all kinds of diseases. It tastes like Pu'er tea after being boiled.
Place of production: On a damp, rotten, sunless coffin. "
He also didn't see any role of Zombie in other ancient books!
"Zombie bacteria are cold in nature. If taken by ordinary people, they will feel cold all over. If not treated in time, their lives will be in danger."
Uncle Jiu said, "Especially the zombie fungus on the coffin of the zombie king is first-rate in terms of coldness."
"If an ordinary person eats it, he will die instantly, and his bones will be frozen for a hundred years!"
"It's useless to ghosts, but it's a great product for zombies. Eat one and your cultivation will improve greatly."
"The bronze-armored corpses are expected to advance to silver-armored corpses. If there are more of them, the silver-armored corpses may be able to advance even further."
Refining zombies is extremely demanding. If it were easy, the corpse-refining sect would have unified the world long ago and everyone would be refining zombies.
To train a good zombie, one needs good corpse training techniques, a good feng shui location, a noble fate of the dead, and finally, time.
The fate and constitution determine the future growth space of the zombies. Every level up is like going against the heavens, which makes it increasingly difficult.
However, zombie bacteria exist to break these rules.
Russell nodded, not quite understanding, "Master, so the zombie fungus is for the silver-armored corpse?"
"No!"
Uncle Jiu smiled and shook his head, looking straight at Russell, "This zombie fungus is for you. Only if you take it can you get the strongest effect."
"For me?"
Russell was confused and pointed at himself in bewilderment. Isn't it said that zombie fungus cannot be consumed by humans
Is Uncle Jiu going to do something weird, imitating those people in southern Xinjiang? They combine a human and a Gu into one, and you combine a human and a zombie into one.
Directly train people into living zombies
"Hahaha, you don't know this!"
Uncle Jiu blamed himself for a moment, "It's also my fault. I haven't told you about these things yet."
"Let me ask you, Russell, how long do you think it will take you to reach the ninth level of the human teacher?"
Russell was silent. If he wanted to, he could achieve it in the next moment.
But considering that he had just reached the ninth level of human master half a month ago, if it happened in the next moment, it would be a little too fast and scary.
He pondered for a moment and gave a more reasonable number, "One month at most."
“So fast!!!”
What he never expected was that although Russell thought he had spoken long enough, he still scared Uncle Jiu.
The further you go in the cultivation process, the harder it becomes. Sometimes it is normal not to reach a level for several years. Uncle Jiu thought it would take Russell half a year.
Even if it takes half a year, he would still be the top genius in Maoshan!
Uncle Jiu opened his mouth and looked at Russell's innocent eyes, then he became silent for a long time. It seemed that he should get used to this kind of blow from a genius.
"When a ninth-level human master reaches the level of an earth master, a threshold will appear. This threshold is like a natural barrier blocking all cultivators in the world."
"Everyone below the Earth Master is called a Taoist priest, and the Earth Master can be called a True Person. His strength will usher in a qualitative leap!"
Uncle Jiu tapped Russell's forehead with his hand and said, "Where do you think the difference is between the two? Let me give you a hint. It's not in terms of magic power."
Russell pondered for a moment and soon came up with an answer. After all, he was a theoretical legendary figure who had read countless novels.
No matter whether you are practicing Taoism or cultivating immortality, in the end it all comes down to controlling the power of heaven and earth. When you move your hands and feet, the power of heaven and earth surges like a storm, which can create huge effects.
If I only rely on that meager mana, I don’t know how long it will take to charge each skill!
“It’s the spirit!”
Russell said firmly that he had now felt the benefits of a strong soul and quick reactions.
Sometimes, you don't even need anything else, and you can wipe out the existence of ghosts with just a thought from your soul.
"The Master uses his magical powers to nourish his spirit and soul. His spirit and soul can leave his body at night, but they are like duckweed floating in the water, with nowhere to rest."
Russell nodded with deep understanding. When he was at the sixth level of master, his soul left his body. If it weren't for his uncle-master's rescue, he would have died in the cold wind.
"Once you become a geomancer, your soul will undergo earth-shaking changes. You can leave your body, go up to heaven, go down to the underworld, enjoy incense, appear in broad daylight, and even after death, you can take over another body and be reborn."
Uncle Jiu's face was full of longing, "Just like your great-grandmaster uncle, who can travel a thousand miles a day, call the wind and rain, turn beans into soldiers, and overturn mountains and seas."
With every move of his hands and feet, he controls the power of heaven and earth, he is simply a living god on earth!
"What does that have to do with zombie fungi?"
Russell asked curiously. He had some knowledge about these things, but what he really wanted to know was the effect of zombie fungi.
"Zombie fungi are extremely cold, and if a human master wants to break through to an earth master, the most critical step is to let the soul leave the body, absorb yang energy, and transform from a yin soul into a yang soul."
Uncle Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Yang energy is extremely strong and yang, and has great lethality to the soul and body. Ordinary cultivators are afraid of it like a tiger."
"But if we have zombie bacteria, it will be easy!"
Russell nodded. If that was the case, this was truly a treasure of heaven.
He didn't dare to go either, wondering if his Deep Blue could help him break through the bottleneck.
If it works it's fine, if it doesn't it would be embarrassing.
Taking a zombie fungus just in case is the best strategy. If you don't need it, you can sell it to others and make a fortune.
Russell thought of his uncle Simu, and decided to help him if he had the ability.
Suddenly, he had another strange idea, "Master, there are so many zombies in Teng Teng Town, how about using cannons to bomb them?"
After hearing this, Uncle Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Silly boy, zombies have thick skin and flesh, how can they be so easy to beat?"
"Besides, have you ever heard a saying?"
"A cannon shot is worth a ton of gold. To capture a town like Teng Teng, you need at least a few thousand cannons. That's the price!!"
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said it would be better to hire a dozen Taoist priests to save much more money!
Oh, is there really anyone who is going to use cannons to attack Tengteng Town
ps: I finally reached 2,700 votes last month, and I still owe 14 chapters. I’m so angry, the double monthly votes are increasing so fast!