"Since I have been enlightened by Mao Mountain, I will follow you forever!”
Fang Gan nodded and didn't refuse. After all, he couldn't stay in the mortuary forever. In the future, he would have someone to order him around.
Moreover, Ninth Uncle's memorial hall was too deserted. With the addition of these bamboo spirits, it might become livelier.
"Sure, but I want to make three rules with you. You're not allowed to hurt people for no reason, you're not allowed to be greedy for money, and you're not allowed to go astray!”
"Usually, you will cultivate in the talisman paper. You can only appear in my senior brother's memorial hall!”
The twelve Bamboo Spirits nodded their heads continuously, then turned into balls of spiritual light and entered the silver talisman.
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In the mortuary, Ninth Uncle took the Plum Blossom Incense Array from Fang Gan and was silent for a moment.
"People are most afraid of three long or two short lives, and incense is most afraid of one long or two short lives. If this incense is produced in the family, someone will definitely die!”
Sighing inwardly, Ninth Uncle turned his head and looked at the coffin in the middle of the courtyard. His eyes were filled with uncertainty.
At this moment, the sunlight was very strong, but the coffin itself was emitting a ball of Yin Qi, blocking out the sunlight from the outside world, even though this ball of Yin Qi was compressed to less than a millimeter and was almost stuck to the coffin.
However, it was this layer of Yin Qi that prevented the dense Sun Qi from entering the coffin.
"Senior Brother, I'm afraid we have to be prepared!”
Ninth Uncle turned his head and looked at Fang Gan with a puzzled expression.
"That Feng Shui Master back then was probably not an ordinary cultivator. At the very least, he was from a famous sect. He touched the surface of the water like a dragonfly, and there were acupoints under his acupoints. On the surface, it was a treasure land with Feng Shui, but in fact, it was a treasure land for raising corpses!”
"Below is the extremely vicious Nine Turn Earth Dragon Yin Gathering Array. It has gathered the Yin Qi of the earth veins within a radius of 100 miles and nourished Old Master Ren for 20 years. This corpse is probably no ordinary zombie!”
"Nine Turn Earth Dragon Yin Gathering Formation?"
"Really?" Ninth Uncle looked at Fang Gan in disbelief, and his voice became louder.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Ninth Uncle slowly said to Fang Gan,""Twenty years ago, a sect that raised corpses appeared in the martial world.”
"From the sect leader to the disciples, everyone has a zombie. The powerful ones can even control two or three zombies at the same time.”
This sect was best at raising corpses, and among the many evil formations, the one they admired the most was the Nine Earth Dragon Yin Gathering Formation.
Other than using the acupoints to disguise themselves, the most sinister part of this array formation was that it could nurture strong corpses with human blood and resentment.
The more white bones were buried under it, the more blood there was, and the more resentment there was, the stronger the zombie it raised.
Twenty years ago, that sect leader even raised a Golden Armored Corpse King, and the price was that hundreds of ordinary people were buried under the Nine Turn Earth Dragon Yin Gathering Formation, and the accumulated blood even reached half the height of a person.
If it wasn't for the Golden-armored Corpse King's backlash at the critical moment, perhaps the entire Dao Sect would have lost twice as many Heavenly Master experts.
"Twenty years ago!"
"In that case, that Feng Shui master is very likely to be a remnant of that sect!”
Ninth Uncle nodded and looked at Old Master Ren's coffin with a frown.
"If it's an ordinary corpse transformation, we'll work together to carve a formation to wear down his Yin Qi. Then, we'll find a tomb and bury him.”
"However, the zombies raised by this sect will eventually break out of the coffin unless they are killed directly!”
Ninth Uncle sighed in his heart. Now, Old Master Ren obviously did not agree to cremate the corpse, and he could not directly destroy the corpse. It was indeed very difficult.
"Junior Brother, let's work together to suppress this zombie first! They would try their best not to let him break out of the coffin. If he absorbed the blood of his loved ones, it would be even harder to deal with!”
Ninth Uncle shook his head and walked into the main hall to get a brush and cinnabar.
"Senior Brother, don't you need ink fountain and chicken blood?”
He vaguely remembered that in the original play, it seemed that Ninth Uncle had personally prepared the chicken blood ink fountain and flicked it on the coffin. If Qiusheng and Wencai had not been careless and forgotten what was below, it would not have been so easy for Old Master Ren to break the coffin.
"The chicken blood ink fountain is useless!"
As the sun gradually moved to the west, the scorching sun energy in the air also gradually dissipated. The Yin energy on the coffin had already shown signs of rebounding.
"The Yin Qi is too strong. Ordinary chicken blood can't be flicked up at all!”
As he spoke, Ninth Uncle took out a yellow talisman, walked to the front of the coffin, and pasted it casually.
Bang!
With a flash of fire, the yellow talisman automatically burned and turned into ashes.
"Yin Qi protects his body. Ordinary things can't do anything to him!”
"Only the blood of a high-tier Earth Master cultivator, mixed with cinnabar and gold sand, can be used to break the Yin Qi barrier and write on the coffin!”
"I can't handle it all by myself. Come and help me too. Start from the end!”
Senior Brother, where is this golden sand?"
"Haven't you noticed that your blood has changed?”
Ninth Uncle rolled his eyes at Fang Gan and continued to draw on the coffin.
Twenty minutes later, the two of them finally painted the entire coffin with General Talismans.
"Senior Brother, I feel that if Old Master Ren doesn't give us a few old ginseng to nourish us, it would be a waste of our efforts.”
"Alright, stop pretending. Go pack up and stay at the Ren residence for the next few nights!”
Fang Gan stopped smiling and looked at the coffin that was covered in golden red runes. His eyes turned serious.
"Senior Brother, you mean that this corpse will probably break out of the coffin?”
"I'm not sure!" Ninth Uncle shook his head." None of us have come into contact with the corpse-raising sect. We don't know what special abilities the corpses they raise have!”
However, it was always good to be prepared!
[P.S. Wait, there's still one more update. If you say six, then six. I won't go back on my word!]
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