Ninth Uncle's expression was serious. He made a hand seal and took out an Eight Trigrams Mirror from the side.
He formed a hand seal and imprinted it on the Eight Trigrams Mirror. Then, he covered it with the ink beside it.
He picked up the bowl according to the Eight Trigrams Mirror and took the ink mixed with chicken blood. He made a hand seal and pointed at the bottom of the bowl. Qiu Sheng had already prepared an ink fountain and placed it in front of Ninth Uncle. Ninth Uncle pressed the bowl with the Eight Trigrams Mirror and dripped the ink into the ink fountain.
Wen Cai looked at Qiu Sheng curiously and asked,""Qiusheng, what is this?"
"This is the ink fountain!"
Qiu Sheng said solemnly.
"Master, where is this bullet?"
Qiu Sheng asked Uncle Nine curiously.
"Hit the coffin!"
Ninth Uncle said indifferently. Qiu Sheng took the ink fountain and came to the side of the coffin.
"Pay attention, you have to bounce them all up. Don't miss anything!”
"Don't worry, Master!"
Qiu Sheng smiled and said to Ninth Uncle.
Ninth Uncle sighed and picked up three incense sticks from the side. He lit them and said slowly,"People are divided into good people and bad people, and corpses are divided into zombies and corpses. Old Master Ren's corpse is a corpse that is about to become a zombie!”
"Why did Shi become a zombie?”
Qiu Sheng asked curiously.
"How can a person become a bad person?"
Wen Cai asked curiously.
"A person becomes a bad person because he doesn't live up to expectations, and a corpse becomes a zombie because he has one more breath! When a person was angry and suffocated before death, it would lead to a knot in the heart…and eventually turn into a zombie!”
Ninth Uncle sighed.
At this moment, Qiu Sheng said,"That's why the most important thing in life is to work hard. After you die, the most important thing is to stop breathing!" If he didn't die, he would harm others and himself!”
Hearing Qiu Sheng's words, Ninth Uncle squatted down and said to Qiu Sheng angrily,""If I want you to play, then play. Don't be so resentful! Tell me when you're done, don't miss it! Fei 'er, you stay here and supervise them!”
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
Qiu Sheng quickly said.
Ye Fei nodded.
Ninth Uncle left the morgue. Although Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were a little dissatisfied, they still followed their master's instructions and played the ink fountain.
"Hey, senior brother, what kind of sect is that ancient corpse cultivation sect that you told master about just now? How does it compare to our Maoshan Sect?”
Qiu Sheng looked up at Ye Fei curiously.
"That's right, Senior Brother. What's the difference?”
Wen Cai, who was beside him, also looked up curiously at Ye Fei and asked.
Ye Fei shook his head helplessly.
"This ancient Corpse Cultivation Sect is a cult. Their main method of living is to raise corpses. They are a group of lunatics. Some of their disciples even nurtured their bodies into zombies. Therefore, there were many famous Corpse Kings and even Corpse Emperors in the ancient Corpse Cultivation Sect!”
"So powerful?"
Qiu Sheng was stunned.
Ye Fei nodded his head lightly and said with a slightly solemn expression,""In ancient times, all the righteous sects, including Maoshan Sect, Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master Sect, Quan Zhen Sect, and many other righteous sects attacked together. That battle was earth-shattering and the righteous sects suffered heavy casualties before they destroyed the Corpse Cultivation Sect! However, he did not expect that he could not completely cut off their inheritance!”
As he spoke, Ye Fei's eyes revealed a trace of yearning.
Ye Fei had found out about this from the ancient records of Mao Mountain. The history of this world was completely different from the Earth in Ye Fei's previous life.
A thousand years ago, Taoism was very powerful. However, after the ancient war, Taoism and even the entire cultivation world went from prosperity to decline!
He wondered what the highest level of power in the Dao Sect was!
Ye Fei sighed slightly.
"Wow! If he's really a remnant of the ancient Corpse Cultivation Sect, what should we do?”
Qiu Sheng exclaimed.
"Yeah, then what should we do?”
Wen Cai agreed.
Ye Fei's thoughts were interrupted by the two of them. He rolled his eyes at the two of them and said unhappily.
"Don't worry! In the end, the ancient Corpse Cultivation Sect had already been destroyed. Even if there were still some inheritances left, they would not be able to cause much trouble. They would not be very strong!”
"Oh, then I'm relieved!"
Qiu Sheng nodded.
As they spoke, Qiu Sheng and the other man had already snapped the last thread on the coffin.
"Alright! I've finished playing!"
Wen Cai let out a long sigh of relief and said with a smile. Qiu Sheng, who was rolling up the ink thread, looked at the coffin and said,"Let's see where I haven't played…"
"There's more!"
Wen Cai smiled and said to Qiu Sheng.
"Where?"
As Qiu Sheng spoke, his eyes fell on the coffin, ready to take a good look!
"Here!"
Wen Cai threw the ink in his hand onto Qiu Sheng's face.
The two of them were playing around and were about to run out of the room. At this moment, Ye Fei, who was at the side, frowned and looked at the two of them in a bad mood.
"All of you, come back!"
Wen Caiqiu Sheng, who was running and playing, suddenly froze.
"What's wrong? Shixiong…"
The two of them obediently walked to Ye Fei's side and whispered.
Eldest Senior Brother Ye Fei's aura was revealed without a doubt!
"Did you guys play under your coffins?"
Ye Fei snapped.
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