"Lin Jiu, the Corpse-Raising Sect has done many evil things. Are you sure you want to protect this person?”
"Lin Jiu, what the Celestial Master of the Mystic Sect says makes sense. The corpse-raising sect is ruthless and vicious. If they keep this disciple, he will definitely become a big problem in the future."”
"Bullshit! I think the big monk of the Virtuous Nirvana Temple is the real scourge. You won't even let a child off!!”
"Four eyes! Don't be rude to Grandmaster!"
"But Senior Brother, they're clearly targeting our Mao Mountain Sect. They must've seen that Master and Eldest Senior Brother didn't come, so they pulled a long face and looked at us with all kinds of faults!!”
"Everyone, the Corpse Cultivation Sect can be considered to have a certain relationship with our three major Daoist sects. Now that the evil people of the Corpse Cultivation Sect have been executed, why do you want to eliminate them? Why don't you hand this child over to me, Lin Jiu? I'll bring him by my side to teach him. How about guiding him on the right path?"
"Lin Jiu! People who cultivate the Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra can't stop once they cultivate. You're on your own!! Don't raise a tiger to invite trouble!"
"Senior Martial Brother, you don't have to worry about how you're going to do it. Grand Heavenmaster, please.”
"You…"
"Qian He! Don't be rude!"
“........”
Ren Town, Yizhuang.
Cheng Xin opened his eyes and looked at the beams and tiles on the roof. He let out a long sigh
.”
After putting on his clothes, he went to the courtyard and washed his face with cold water. Cheng Xin was like an agile ape. He grabbed the eaves and climbed up to the roof in a few steps. He sat on the roof and looked at the rising sun. This was a habit that Cheng Xin had developed over the past two years.
As long as it wasn't raining or cloudy, Cheng Xin would definitely get up early and climb to the roof to watch the sunrise.
"Junior Brother, are you watching the sunrise again?”
Qiu Sheng rubbed his eyes and yawned as he walked out of the room. He looked up and quickly climbed up like Cheng Xin. He sat down beside Cheng Xin, making the tiles under his butt squeak. Cheng Xin was worried that Qiu Sheng's butt would crack the tiles.
Sitting with Cheng Xin, Qiu Sheng stretched lazily.
"Ah! Sun, you're so beautiful!"
Cheng Xin was speechless.
It was like facing the sea and saying,"Ah, ocean, you are all water, is there any difference? Was there?
It was simply a great spoil of scenery!
"Brat, you didn't go back last night?! Do you want your aunt to come to my mortuary to ask for him?!”
Qiu Sheng's lamentation was met with Ninth Uncle's scolding.
The smile on Qiusheng's face froze. He cried and said,
"Junior Brother, I'm in trouble because of you! I'll continue tonight. I must win back my pocket money!!”
"Wait for me. I'll see you tonight!!”
Qiu Sheng jumped down from the roof and ran away with his bicycle without looking back.
It was really difficult for him to carry a bicycle and still be able to walk as fast as flying!
"Ninth Uncle."
Having his mood ruined by Qiu Sheng, Cheng Xin was no longer in the mood to watch the sunrise. He came down from the roof and greeted Ninth Uncle, who was sitting in the courtyard sunbathing and smoking.
Two years ago, Cheng Xin, who was playing games at home, felt very sleepy, so he slept for a while. In the end, when he woke up, he found that he had transmigrated to a zombie world full of zombies and ghosts. He became a new disciple of the Corpse Cultivation Sect.
Corpse Cultivation Sect, as the name suggested, one could tell what this sect was doing just by looking at the name.
His cheap master and a few cheap senior brothers had done too many evil things and crossed their bottom line. They were besieged by several large sects and all died.
Cheng Xin thought that he couldn't hide. Fortunately, he was a new disciple and was still a child, so he was protected by Ninth Uncle.
Because of this, Ninth Uncle almost fell out with the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and the big monk of the Heavenly Purification Temple.
Cheng Xin was brought back to Ren Town by Ninth Uncle and had been staying in the mortuary ever since. Other than not being called master and disciple, there was no difference between the two of them.
"Yes."
Ninth Uncle took two puffs of his cigarette. The smell of tobacco was strong, and he was not addicted to smoking. He quickly put down the pipe in his hand and asked,
"Has there been any problem with your cultivation recently?"”
Uncle Nine had always been very concerned about Cheng Xin and his cultivation. He would interrogate him once every three to five days.
"It went very smoothly. There were no problems with the growth and activation of magic power.”
Cheng Xin answered truthfully.
Ninth Uncle nodded and raised his hand to check his pulse for a moment. Then he sighed and said,
"The Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra is indeed overbearing. It's a pity that your master and senior brother have gone astray. The founder of the corpse-raising sect was a revered Great Heavenly Master, but his disciples have gone to the extreme.”
The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain was right. Once the Corpse Heart Sutra of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was cultivated, it could not be stopped. It was an extremely overbearing cultivation method, which was incompatible with the cultivation method of Taoism, which emphasized calmness and self-cultivation. No one dared to believe that the founder of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was also a Taoist and had a certain relationship with Mao Mountain.
In the end, he forcefully combined all that he had learned in his life and created the Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra, walking down an extreme path.
People raise corpses, and corpses moisten people.
"Remember, the purpose of the existence of the martial art is to make the cultivator stronger. Don't lead yourself to the wrong path because of the extreme of the martial art.”
"I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll break my legs.”
Cheng Xin laughed mischievously. Ninth Uncle's eyes widened. He was stunned for a few seconds before he scolded with a smile,
"You little brat, you're so thoughtful. Go and practice martial arts!"”
"Yes, sir! Ninth Uncle."
It would be great if Qiusheng and Wencai were as obedient and sensible as Cheng Xin. Looking at Cheng Xin who was practicing the life-preserving fist in the courtyard, Ninth Uncle wished he could catch his two naughty disciples and beat them up.
One was skilled and talented, but he was idle all day and did not put his mind on cultivation.
The other one had terrible talent. Learning something would drive you crazy.
On the other hand, Cheng Xin, this substitute disciple, was not only intelligent and sensible, but also extraordinary. He could quickly learn and master the things that were given to him, unlike Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were unreliable.
However, no matter how talented he was, Chengxin was not a member of the Maoshan Sect. In addition, he had many misgivings, so Ninth Uncle could not officially accept him as a disciple. He could only take him with him and teach him carefully. He hoped that Chengxin would not take the wrong path of the same sect. Once a member of the Corpse Cultivation Sect took the wrong path, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Chengxin, there aren't many vegetables at home. Go to the town and buy some back. Buy a few more chickens. If there's a letter from Teacher, remember to bring it back for me.”
"Alright, Ninth Uncle."
Cheng Xin wasn't Ninth Uncle's direct disciple, but he wasn't much different from a real disciple. Ninth Uncle had taught him many spells and talismans of Mao Mountain. The only difference between them was the title of master and disciple.
Cheng Xin was very grateful to Ninth Uncle for this. If it were anyone else, they might have dealt with Cheng Xin two years ago.
[I'm looking for fresh flowers and collectibles ~] "Lin Jiu, the Corpse-Raising Sect has done many evil things. Are you sure you want to protect this person?”
"Lin Jiu, what the Celestial Master of the Mystic Sect says makes sense. The corpse-raising sect is ruthless and vicious. If they keep this disciple, he will definitely become a big problem in the future."”
"Bullshit! I think the big monk of the Virtuous Nirvana Temple is the real scourge. You won't even let a child off!!”
"Four eyes! Don't be rude to Grandmaster!"
"But Senior Brother, they're clearly targeting our Mao Mountain Sect. They must've seen that Master and Eldest Senior Brother didn't come, so they pulled a long face and looked at us with all kinds of faults!!”
"Everyone, the Corpse Cultivation Sect can be considered to have a certain relationship with our three major Daoist sects. Now that the evil people of the Corpse Cultivation Sect have been executed, why do you want to eliminate them? Why don't you hand this child over to me, Lin Jiu? I'll bring him by my side to teach him. How about guiding him on the right path?"
"Lin Jiu! People who cultivate the Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra can't stop once they cultivate. You're on your own!! Don't raise a tiger to invite trouble!"
"Senior Martial Brother, you don't have to worry about how you're going to do it. Grand Heavenmaster, please.”
"You…"
"Qian He! Don't be rude!"
“........”
Ren Town, Yizhuang.
Cheng Xin opened his eyes and looked at the beams and tiles on the roof. He let out a long sigh
.”
After putting on his clothes, he went to the courtyard and washed his face with cold water. Cheng Xin was like an agile ape. He grabbed the eaves and climbed up to the roof in a few steps. He sat on the roof and looked at the rising sun. This was a habit that Cheng Xin had developed over the past two years.
As long as it wasn't raining or cloudy, Cheng Xin would definitely get up early and climb to the roof to watch the sunrise.
"Junior Brother, are you watching the sunrise again?”
Qiu Sheng rubbed his eyes and yawned as he walked out of the room. He looked up and quickly climbed up like Cheng Xin. He sat down beside Cheng Xin, making the tiles under his butt squeak. Cheng Xin was worried that Qiu Sheng's butt would crack the tiles.
Sitting with Cheng Xin, Qiu Sheng stretched lazily.
"Ah! Sun, you're so beautiful!"
Cheng Xin was speechless.
It was like facing the sea and saying,"Ah, ocean, you are all water, is there any difference? Was there?
It was simply a great spoil of scenery!
"Brat, you didn't go back last night?! Do you want your aunt to come to my mortuary to ask for him?!”
Qiu Sheng's lamentation was met with Ninth Uncle's scolding.
The smile on Qiusheng's face froze. He cried and said,
"Junior Brother, I'm in trouble because of you! I'll continue tonight. I must win back my pocket money!!”
"Wait for me. I'll see you tonight!!”
Qiu Sheng jumped down from the roof and ran away with his bicycle without looking back.
It was really difficult for him to carry a bicycle and still be able to walk as fast as flying!
"Ninth Uncle."
Having his mood ruined by Qiu Sheng, Cheng Xin was no longer in the mood to watch the sunrise. He came down from the roof and greeted Ninth Uncle, who was sitting in the courtyard sunbathing and smoking.
Two years ago, Cheng Xin, who was playing games at home, felt very sleepy, so he slept for a while. In the end, when he woke up, he found that he had transmigrated to a zombie world full of zombies and ghosts. He became a new disciple of the Corpse Cultivation Sect.
Corpse Cultivation Sect, as the name suggested, one could tell what this sect was doing just by looking at the name.
His cheap master and a few cheap senior brothers had done too many evil things and crossed their bottom line. They were besieged by several large sects and all died.
Cheng Xin thought that he couldn't hide. Fortunately, he was a new disciple and was still a child, so he was protected by Ninth Uncle.
Because of this, Ninth Uncle almost fell out with the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and the big monk of the Heavenly Purification Temple.
Cheng Xin was brought back to Ren Town by Ninth Uncle and had been staying in the mortuary ever since. Other than not being called master and disciple, there was no difference between the two of them.
"Yes."
Ninth Uncle took two puffs of his cigarette. The smell of tobacco was strong, and he was not addicted to smoking. He quickly put down the pipe in his hand and asked,
"Has there been any problem with your cultivation recently?"”
Uncle Nine had always been very concerned about Cheng Xin and his cultivation. He would interrogate him once every three to five days.
"It went very smoothly. There were no problems with the growth and activation of magic power.”
Cheng Xin answered truthfully.
Ninth Uncle nodded and raised his hand to check his pulse for a moment. Then he sighed and said,
"The Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra is indeed overbearing. It's a pity that your master and senior brother have gone astray. The founder of the corpse-raising sect was a revered Great Heavenly Master, but his disciples have gone to the extreme.”
The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain was right. Once the Corpse Heart Sutra of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was cultivated, it could not be stopped. It was an extremely overbearing cultivation method, which was incompatible with the cultivation method of Taoism, which emphasized calmness and self-cultivation. No one dared to believe that the founder of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was also a Taoist and had a certain relationship with Mao Mountain.
In the end, he forcefully combined all that he had learned in his life and created the Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra, walking down an extreme path.
People raise corpses, and corpses moisten people.
"Remember, the purpose of the existence of the martial art is to make the cultivator stronger. Don't lead yourself to the wrong path because of the extreme of the martial art.”
"I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll break my legs.”
Cheng Xin laughed mischievously. Ninth Uncle's eyes widened. He was stunned for a few seconds before he scolded with a smile,
"You little brat, you're so thoughtful. Go and practice martial arts!"”
"Yes, sir! Ninth Uncle."
It would be great if Qiusheng and Wencai were as obedient and sensible as Cheng Xin. Looking at Cheng Xin who was practicing the life-preserving fist in the courtyard, Ninth Uncle wished he could catch his two naughty disciples and beat them up.
One was skilled and talented, but he was idle all day and did not put his mind on cultivation.
The other one had terrible talent. Learning something would drive you crazy.
On the other hand, Cheng Xin, this substitute disciple, was not only intelligent and sensible, but also extraordinary. He could quickly learn and master the things that were given to him, unlike Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were unreliable.
However, no matter how talented he was, Chengxin was not a member of the Maoshan Sect. In addition, he had many misgivings, so Ninth Uncle could not officially accept him as a disciple. He could only take him with him and teach him carefully. He hoped that Chengxin would not take the wrong path of the same sect. Once a member of the Corpse Cultivation Sect took the wrong path, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Chengxin, there aren't many vegetables at home. Go to the town and buy some back. Buy a few more chickens. If there's a letter from Teacher, remember to bring it back for me.”
"Alright, Ninth Uncle."
Cheng Xin wasn't Ninth Uncle's direct disciple, but he wasn't much different from a real disciple. Ninth Uncle had taught him many spells and talismans of Mao Mountain. The only difference between them was the title of master and disciple.
Cheng Xin was very grateful to Ninth Uncle for this. If it were anyone else, they might have dealt with Cheng Xin two years ago.
[I'm looking for fresh flowers and collectibles ~] "Lin Jiu, the Corpse-Raising Sect has done many evil things. Are you sure you want to protect this person?”
"Lin Jiu, what the Celestial Master of the Mystic Sect says makes sense. The corpse-raising sect is ruthless and vicious. If they keep this disciple, he will definitely become a big problem in the future."”
"Bullshit! I think the big monk of the Virtuous Nirvana Temple is the real scourge. You won't even let a child off!!”
"Four eyes! Don't be rude to Grandmaster!"
"But Senior Brother, they're clearly targeting our Mao Mountain Sect. They must've seen that Master and Eldest Senior Brother didn't come, so they pulled a long face and looked at us with all kinds of faults!!”
"Everyone, the Corpse Cultivation Sect can be considered to have a certain relationship with our three major Daoist sects. Now that the evil people of the Corpse Cultivation Sect have been executed, why do you want to eliminate them? Why don't you hand this child over to me, Lin Jiu? I'll bring him by my side to teach him. How about guiding him on the right path?"
"Lin Jiu! People who cultivate the Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra can't stop once they cultivate. You're on your own!! Don't raise a tiger to invite trouble!"
"Senior Martial Brother, you don't have to worry about how you're going to do it. Grand Heavenmaster, please.”
"You…"
"Qian He! Don't be rude!"
“........”
Ren Town, Yizhuang.
Cheng Xin opened his eyes and looked at the beams and tiles on the roof. He let out a long sigh
.”
After putting on his clothes, he went to the courtyard and washed his face with cold water. Cheng Xin was like an agile ape. He grabbed the eaves and climbed up to the roof in a few steps. He sat on the roof and looked at the rising sun. This was a habit that Cheng Xin had developed over the past two years.
As long as it wasn't raining or cloudy, Cheng Xin would definitely get up early and climb to the roof to watch the sunrise.
"Junior Brother, are you watching the sunrise again?”
Qiu Sheng rubbed his eyes and yawned as he walked out of the room. He looked up and quickly climbed up like Cheng Xin. He sat down beside Cheng Xin, making the tiles under his butt squeak. Cheng Xin was worried that Qiu Sheng's butt would crack the tiles.
Sitting with Cheng Xin, Qiu Sheng stretched lazily.
"Ah! Sun, you're so beautiful!"
Cheng Xin was speechless.
It was like facing the sea and saying,"Ah, ocean, you are all water, is there any difference? Was there?
It was simply a great spoil of scenery!
"Brat, you didn't go back last night?! Do you want your aunt to come to my mortuary to ask for him?!”
Qiu Sheng's lamentation was met with Ninth Uncle's scolding.
The smile on Qiusheng's face froze. He cried and said,
"Junior Brother, I'm in trouble because of you! I'll continue tonight. I must win back my pocket money!!”
"Wait for me. I'll see you tonight!!”
Qiu Sheng jumped down from the roof and ran away with his bicycle without looking back.
It was really difficult for him to carry a bicycle and still be able to walk as fast as flying!
"Ninth Uncle."
Having his mood ruined by Qiu Sheng, Cheng Xin was no longer in the mood to watch the sunrise. He came down from the roof and greeted Ninth Uncle, who was sitting in the courtyard sunbathing and smoking.
Two years ago, Cheng Xin, who was playing games at home, felt very sleepy, so he slept for a while. In the end, when he woke up, he found that he had transmigrated to a zombie world full of zombies and ghosts. He became a new disciple of the Corpse Cultivation Sect.
Corpse Cultivation Sect, as the name suggested, one could tell what this sect was doing just by looking at the name.
His cheap master and a few cheap senior brothers had done too many evil things and crossed their bottom line. They were besieged by several large sects and all died.
Cheng Xin thought that he couldn't hide. Fortunately, he was a new disciple and was still a child, so he was protected by Ninth Uncle.
Because of this, Ninth Uncle almost fell out with the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and the big monk of the Heavenly Purification Temple.
Cheng Xin was brought back to Ren Town by Ninth Uncle and had been staying in the mortuary ever since. Other than not being called master and disciple, there was no difference between the two of them.
"Yes."
Ninth Uncle took two puffs of his cigarette. The smell of tobacco was strong, and he was not addicted to smoking. He quickly put down the pipe in his hand and asked,
"Has there been any problem with your cultivation recently?"”
Uncle Nine had always been very concerned about Cheng Xin and his cultivation. He would interrogate him once every three to five days.
"It went very smoothly. There were no problems with the growth and activation of magic power.”
Cheng Xin answered truthfully.
Ninth Uncle nodded and raised his hand to check his pulse for a moment. Then he sighed and said,
"The Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra is indeed overbearing. It's a pity that your master and senior brother have gone astray. The founder of the corpse-raising sect was a revered Great Heavenly Master, but his disciples have gone to the extreme.”
The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain was right. Once the Corpse Heart Sutra of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was cultivated, it could not be stopped. It was an extremely overbearing cultivation method, which was incompatible with the cultivation method of Taoism, which emphasized calmness and self-cultivation. No one dared to believe that the founder of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was also a Taoist and had a certain relationship with Mao Mountain.
In the end, he forcefully combined all that he had learned in his life and created the Corpse Ghost Heart Sutra, walking down an extreme path.
People raise corpses, and corpses moisten people.
"Remember, the purpose of the existence of the martial art is to make the cultivator stronger. Don't lead yourself to the wrong path because of the extreme of the martial art.”
"I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll break my legs.”
Cheng Xin laughed mischievously. Ninth Uncle's eyes widened. He was stunned for a few seconds before he scolded with a smile,
"You little brat, you're so thoughtful. Go and practice martial arts!"”
"Yes, sir! Ninth Uncle."
It would be great if Qiusheng and Wencai were as obedient and sensible as Cheng Xin. Looking at Cheng Xin who was practicing the life-preserving fist in the courtyard, Ninth Uncle wished he could catch his two naughty disciples and beat them up.
One was skilled and talented, but he was idle all day and did not put his mind on cultivation.
The other one had terrible talent. Learning something would drive you crazy.
On the other hand, Cheng Xin, this substitute disciple, was not only intelligent and sensible, but also extraordinary. He could quickly learn and master the things that were given to him, unlike Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were unreliable.
However, no matter how talented he was, Chengxin was not a member of the Maoshan Sect. In addition, he had many misgivings, so Ninth Uncle could not officially accept him as a disciple. He could only take him with him and teach him carefully. He hoped that Chengxin would not take the wrong path of the same sect. Once a member of the Corpse Cultivation Sect took the wrong path, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Chengxin, there aren't many vegetables at home. Go to the town and buy some back. Buy a few more chickens. If there's a letter from Teacher, remember to bring it back for me.”
"Alright, Ninth Uncle."
Cheng Xin wasn't Ninth Uncle's direct disciple, but he wasn't much different from a real disciple. Ninth Uncle had taught him many spells and talismans of Mao Mountain. The only difference between them was the title of master and disciple.
Cheng Xin was very grateful to Ninth Uncle for this. If it were anyone else, they might have dealt with Cheng Xin two years ago.
[I'm looking for fresh flowers and collectibles ~]
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