While Lin Chuan, Ninth Uncle, and the other two were feasting in the mortuary.
At the same time, in the suburbs late at night.
The Ren family's original graveyard.
It was a middle-aged man in a gray Daoist robe.
He was hovering above the graveyard, observing.
After pacing back and forth for a while, he slowly squatted down, grabbed a handful of yellow soil, put it to his nose, and took a light breath.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it was a very normal yellow soil.
However, he smelled a trace of corpse qi.
Moreover, the soil was very soft. It was obvious that it had been dug up and then buried.
"Hahaha, as expected, that family listened to my master's words and moved the grave to release the zombie.”
Throwing away the yellow soil in his hand, the gray-robed Daoist priest burst into laughter.
"Heh, how dare you snatch the graveyard that my master had his eyes on and give it to you? It was just a trap…Did you really think that you would only suffer for eighteen years and your family would fall?”
"Moving the tomb eighteen years later is to release the zombies and kill all the descendants of the Ren family…What I want is for the Ren family to have no descendants!”
"At the same time, let this zombie be the material for my corpse refinement!”
A burst of wild laughter.
The voice was loud and clear, and it sounded very strange in the suburbs.
After laughing for quite a while, the gray-robed Daoist priest slowly regained his composure.
Counting the time, the zombies should have been killing their relatives and causing trouble for nearly a month.
At this time, after absorbing so much blood essence from living people, the corpse aura and killing intent must be extremely dense and powerful.
It was not in vain. His master had set up a trap to nurture this zombie for eighteen years.
Now that the zombie had reached the great success stage, it was the best material to refine into a golden-armored evil corpse!
With that in mind, the gray-robed Daoist priest took out the Eight Trigrams and a few copper coins.
He sat cross-legged on the graveyard and began to calculate.
Ding... Ding...
As the copper coin fell to the ground, the gray-robed Daoist priest checked the results.
"Strange, I can't even calculate the location of the zombie.”
The gray-robed Daoist frowned.
A hint of confusion appeared on his nearly deranged face.
Then, he calculated a few more times.
However, without exception, they did not gain anything.
It was as if this zombie that his master had set up and nurtured had disappeared into thin air!
After trying a few times, the gray-robed Daoist priest could only give up and turn to calculate the fate of the Ren family.
Logically speaking, it should be the fate of having no descendants.
However, when he saw the results, he was stunned.
Not only did the Ren family not end up without descendants, but their luck was gradually flourishing.
"Someone helped them break the Feng Shui trap and kill the zombies!”
The gray-robed Daoist priest was furious.
"How dare you destroy the zombie my master has been raising for eighteen years. It's the best material to refine the golden-armored evil corpse.”
"No matter who it is, they must die!"
A low growl erupted with killing intent.
Roar!
Roar!
Not far from the graveyard, two beast roars erupted.
A burst of fiendish intent erupted, and corpse qi soared into the sky!
They were the two zombies controlled by the gray-robed Taoist priest!
"Tomorrow, go to Ren Town and find out the whereabouts of that Feng Shui master. Kill him first.”
"Without the Feng Shui master, I will slaughter the Ren family town!”
……
The next day.
Lin Chuan slowly woke up.
It had been a long time since he felt so relaxed like he was on a vacation.
In Ninth Uncle's world, the spiritual energy had also withered.
Even if he were to train harder, his progress would be especially slow.
Therefore, Lin Chuan didn't think about cultivation during the few days he stayed here. He just came here to relax.
She got up and washed up. When she arrived at the courtyard, she found Ninth Uncle standing at the door with a bag on his back.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng had done something wrong and had been punished to clean the courtyard early on.
"Going out?"
Lin Chuan asked curiously.
"Yeah,"
Ninth Uncle looked at Lin Chuan and nodded.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were cleaning the courtyard with aggrieved expressions, turned around with gossipy looks on their faces when they heard that.
"Junior brother, don't you know that now that master has you, he's ready to go back to Mao Mountain to brag.”
"Yes, after leaving Mao Mountain, Ninth Uncle was too ashamed to go back…Now he finally has a chance!”
Qiu Shengwen mercilessly exposed him.
"Who doesn't have the face to go back? I'm just bringing you two brats. I'm too busy and don't have time to go back!”
Ninth Uncle's face darkened when he heard that. He reprimanded Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng with a straight face.
And Wen Cai Qiu Sheng two people, what they said is not false.
Ninth Uncle was indeed from Mao Mountain.
Mao Mountain was filled with people who cultivated Dao techniques.
With Ninth Uncle's talent, he was only above average in Mao Mountain.
Furthermore, after leaving the mountain, he had been staying in Ren Town without any achievements. Naturally, he did not dare to return.
He was afraid of losing face for Mao Mountain.
Returning to Mao Mountain in glory had become Ninth Uncle's unattainable wish.
And now, this wish finally had a chance to come true.
At this moment, there were ten Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Talismans in his bag.
Such a treasure was enough to shock the entire Mao Mountain!
Therefore, this time, he was prepared to return to Mao Mountain and accept everyone's admiration and envy.
If it wasn't for Lin Chuan, the disciple he was extremely proud of.
He did not know how long it would take for him to fulfill this wish.
Relying on Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, he would be considered lucky if he didn't die of anger, let alone gain face.
He still wanted to rely on them to be proud? He was simply dreaming.
"To be honest, thank you, Lin Chuan. I came back to Mao Mountain this time to add your name to the Mao Mountain register, and secondly…I really want to go back in glory and make a name for myself.”
"Therefore, I will take ten Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Talismans with me.”
Ninth Uncle patted his bag.
It was rare for him to not be stubborn and arrogant anymore. Instead, he spoke truthfully to Lin Chuan.
"I understand. I've already given it to you. You can do whatever you want with it.”
Lin Chuan understood.
In the original play, there was not much description of Mao Mountain behind Ninth Uncle.
However, with Ninth Uncle's prideful personality, he would not be able to do anything.
How could he not want to go back to Mao Mountain more often?
It was just that without any achievements or improvements in his Dao, he was too ashamed to go back.
The Nine Heavens Thunderbolt Talisman that he had given Ninth Uncle had given him the motivation to return to Mao Mountain.
"Alright, I'll be back in three or four days. I'll have a good drink and a good meal then.”
With that, Ninth Uncle tightened his bundle and left the mortuary.
Lin Chuan yawned and stretched his body, wanting to go back to sleep.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, help me sweep the floor together.”
Wen Caiqiu glared and complained.
This courtyard was so big. How long would the two of them have to work?
However, he had no choice. When Ninth Uncle returned, he would definitely be beaten up.
"Senior brothers, do your own things.”
Lin Chuan chuckled and walked into the inner hall.
" Junior Brother is getting more and more despicable. His previous work was clearly…"
Wen Cai sighed.
"Come on, Junior Brother has never done anything, okay? When has it not been us who did it?”
Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes.
On the first day Lin Chuan entered the sect, he had already grasped Ninth Uncle's essence.
He was skilled in martial arts and strong in Dao techniques.
He could even hang his two senior brothers up and beat them up.
The two of them had no face to compete with Lin Chuan in martial arts and mantras.
Naturally, he was only left with the life of working.
"Hurry up. After cleaning up, go to town and meet Miss Ren.”
"That makes sense. Then hurry up."
The two of them quickly sped up and began to clean up.
……
On a small road in the suburbs.
Ninth Uncle hurried past.
Even though he had his own cultivation, it would still take him one or two days to reach Mao Mountain.
However…
Behind Ninth Uncle.
Someone was following them about 50 meters away.
One after the other, it had already lasted for half an hour.
Although Ninth Uncle was on his way, he had been dealing with all kinds of demons and zombies for decades, so he was extremely sensitive to the outside world.
After being followed for more than ten minutes, they realized that there was someone behind them.
She had already followed him for a few kilometers.
This place was already far away from the town and had entered a sparsely populated mountain.
Ninth Uncle stopped in his tracks.
He turned around and looked behind him.
"Sir, why are you following me?”
" Hahaha, looks like you're not that stupid after all. You actually discovered me…"
"However, knowing that I'm following you, you still dare to come to such a secluded place to die?!”
Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
A middle-aged man wearing a gray Daoist robe with a sinister smile on his face slowly walked out from the grass.
"You want to kill me? Why? We don't have any grudges, right?"
Ninth Uncle stood still with rapt attention, doubt rising in his heart.
He didn't make enemies with the other Taoists.
Could it be…
They knew that he had a treasure and came to kill him!
Thinking of this, Ninth Uncle was extremely vigilant.
The gray-robed Daoist stood in front of Ninth Uncle and confronted him.
There was no worry on his face. He was extremely confident.
"I've already found out that you were the one who broke the Ren family's Feng Shui system, and you also destroyed Old Master Ren, this zombie!”
"That zombie was set up by my master for eighteen years. He was prepared to let it consume everyone in the Ren family before refining it into a golden-armored evil corpse!”
"Using humans to refine corpses, using the lives of living people to nourish zombies! Bastard!"
A hint of anger appeared on Ninth Uncle's face and he could not help but curse.
"Hehe…you ruined my plan, so I naturally can't let you live.”
The gray-robed Daoist snorted coldly.
Then, he saw.
Boom...
Boom...
Two explosions.
Two figures rapidly approached from a hundred meters away.
They were the two Copper-Armored Yin Corpses controlled by the gray-robed Daoist!
The Copper-Armored Yin Corpse was made of zombies and was refined using a special Dao technique.
His body was like Vajra, invulnerable to swords and spears, and invulnerable to fire and water.
There were even various arrays carved on the bodies of the two zombies, and various Dao techniques were added to them.
It was able to withstand most of the attacks from the other Daoists.
Its combat power and lethality were dozens of times greater than the zombie of Old Master Ren!
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