Ninth Uncle: The Connate Saint Body Dao Fetus as a Disciple
8 digging a grave

Lin Jiuyin

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"Master, I have soul power now. If you teach me some spells, I'll feel more at ease.”

Lin Jiang didn't forget about his business.

The village was not peaceful. It was the right way to subdue demons and devils.

Shocked by the fact that Lin Jiang had achieved the third level of Soul and Body Tempering in one night, Ninth Uncle did not feel sleepy.

"Alright!" Ninth Uncle nodded and thought for a while before saying,"I'll teach you the Golden Light Protection Spell first."

The Golden Light Protection Spell was the specialty of those who cultivated it. It could not drive away ghosts, but it could ward off evil spirits.

This curse was cast on the body. Once it was cast, ghosts would not dare to approach you and take your body.

Of course, this was the case for the curse itself. As for the effect, it depended on the cultivation of the person who cast the curse and the cultivation of the ghost you were facing.

This spell was very much in line with Lin Jiang's wishes.

He had terrifying strength now and was not afraid of zombies, but he was afraid of being possessed and controlled by ghosts.

"Taiyin Canopy, Earthly Gate!"

"Mao Mountain Grandmaster, protect my true body!"

"This is the chant. It can only be used when combined with the soul power of the hand seal. Next, I'll show you the hand seal.”

Ninth Uncle instructed Lin Jiang in every aspect.

If Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were to see this scene, they would definitely say that it was impossible.

Usually, when Ninth Uncle taught them, he would just throw a book at them. How could there be such a situation where he had to personally use it?

……

A team of more than ten people was walking on the mountain road, all of them holding hoes in their hands.

The person walking in front was Ninth Uncle.

At this moment, Ninth Uncle was holding a compass in his hand. He was wearing a Daoist robe and a black crown on his head. He looked like a row of Taoist masters.

As a disciple, Lin Jiang walked beside Ninth Uncle and waited on him.

"Master, are you suspecting that something is wrong with Grandpa Lin Bajin's body?”

"Whether it is or not, we'll know when we dig it out. It's best if it's fine.”Ninth Uncle took a fancy to the compass and said without looking up.

If something happened to Lin Bajin's body, he would be burned like Lin Er.

In this era where people were not open-minded, it was not a good thing for a corpse to be burned.

After walking for a while, the group of people arrived in front of a new grave.

"Dig!"

With Ninth Uncle's order, everyone was in a mess.

Considering that they were going to dig a grave, most of the people who were called over were young and strong, so they still had the strength.

In addition, this was a new grave that was buried yesterday, so it was not difficult to dig.

In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the paint was peeling off.

"Ninth brother, Uncle Bajin has no children. After his death, he still dug our graves. This is disrespectful to the elderly.”The person who spoke was Lin Jiang's fourth uncle.

The nine brothers of the Li family had all passed away. The one in charge was Lin Jiang's fourth uncle, so he came along.

Uncle Nine nodded.”

At this moment, the entire coffin had been dug out.

Lin Jiang, who had already cultivated his soul power, sensed that there was indeed an evil aura inside the coffin. There was an evil thing growing inside.

"Everyone, retreat. Lin Jiang, open the coffin lid.”

If Lin Jiang could discover that there was something wrong with the coffin, Ninth Uncle would naturally be able to discover it as well.

There was a problem in the coffin. If one did not have the Dao, it was very easy for something to happen.

Lin Jiang placed one hand on the coffin lid. The next moment, he shivered as if he was holding a piece of ice.

"Be careful!" Ninth Uncle was on guard, already holding a peach wood sword in his hand.

The others, who had already left, looked at Lin Jiang nervously, afraid that a zombie would jump out of the coffin the next moment.

He circulated his soul power and dispelled the coldness. He forcefully lifted the coffin lid.

He didn't use much strength, but it was at least a hundred pounds.

However, the coffin lid did not move at all. It was not opened.

He was also worried that Talin Bajin would turn into a zombie and jump out of the coffin, so he had saved most of his strength.

"Lin Jiang, you don't even have a wife. Why are you so soft-hearted? Last night, when you lifted the lid of your second uncle's coffin, you had more than this strength.”One of Lin Jiang's cousins teased him when he saw this.

"Use more strength. The coffin lid is being sucked in by the corpse qi.”Ninth Uncle reminded him and took a few steps forward.

"Good!"

This time, Lin Jiang did not hold back and used all his strength.

He flipped his hand!

Boom!

As if a bomb had exploded, the two-meter-long coffin flew up high and spun for seven to eight meters.

After landing, it created a large crater in the ground.

Kacha!

The huge impact caused the coffin lid to break into two.

The Lin Family people were shocked and dumbfounded by Lin Jiang's inhuman strength.

Ninth Uncle's eyelids were also twitching wildly. He felt that this disciple of his was like an explosive bear, and his strength was terrifying.

In just one night, after the body refinement of the Maoshan Fighting Fist, his strength had become even more terrifying.

"In terms of strength alone, even the Armored Zombie can't compare to this little monster.”

"With the help of curse-type magic tools, this kid can probably even kill bronze-armored zombies.”

Ninth Uncle was shocked, but he did not show it on the surface.

He definitely couldn't let Lin Jiang see his shock. Otherwise, as his master, he would lose face.

It made him look like a country bumpkin who had never seen a big scene.

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