It wasn't that he hadn't met a suitable candidate in the past, but unfortunately, he had missed out on one due to various factors.
Now, these two disciples had not come by easily.
There was no need to talk about literary talent. It was basically tied to him. As for Qiu Sheng, he was still wavering.
Qiusheng's aunt's family was very unhappy that he became a Taoist priest of Maoshan.
In a few years, Qiusheng might be captured and brought back to his home. He would marry a wife and start a business to support his family.
" Cough cough!!"
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed choked and his face turned red.
"Senior Brother, you really know how to joke."
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed?
Could it be that Mr. Zombie's plot would unfold just like that?
If it was really the beginning of the plot, it would be interesting.
In the movies, he saw all kinds of Maoshan Taoist techniques. They were simply too awesome. There were also all kinds of ferocious demons and ghosts, especially zombies.
She didn't know how fierce Old Master Ren was.
For some reason, Ye Mu was even looking forward to the beginning of the plot. After all, it wasn't his family who died. He could just ignore it and watch the show while he was at it.
There were many plots in the movie that could not be laid out, but reality would definitely be very exciting. After all, the movie needed to be compressed to more than 100 minutes to play, so it was impossible to stretch out all the plots.
Ye Mu had no intention of communicating with Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, and Ninth Uncle didn't let him out either.
"Sign in."
At midnight, after 12 o'clock, Ye Mu started his second day of registration.
"The host has accumulated two days of sign-ins and has received one Blood Spirit Pearl.”
'Blood Spirit Pearl, a special item condensed from blood essence. It has a great nourishing effect on demons and ghosts.'
He had already become a ghost, yet he still needed nourishment?
System, you are a genius, a clever little ghost!
He looked at the Blood Spirit Bead he took out from his storage space. It looked very much like the glass bead he had played with when he was young in his previous life. It was white and transparent on the outside, and there were some red patterns on the inside. It looked very strange.
Without thinking much, Ye Mu swallowed it.
then.
"Boom!"
He felt something explode in his body.
Although he had become a ghost, ghosts could feel pain too.
It was just that ordinary physical damage was useless against ghosts.
As a ghost, he could ignore a lot of pain.
However, after consuming the Blood Spirit Pearl, Ye Mu felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, as if something was tearing him into eight pieces from within.
Had he been scammed?
Ye Mu was in so much pain that he almost rolled on the ground.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was a ghost, he would probably be in so much pain that he would break out in cold sweat.
The products of the system were definitely of the highest quality.
The system naturally wouldn't try to fool Ye Mu with a fake one. The Blood Spirit Pearl was indeed a great tonic for demons and ghosts.
After Ye Mu consumed the Blood Spirit Pearl, he felt as if his body was about to be torn apart. In fact, it was because he had swallowed the Blood Spirit Pearl that the Yin Qi in his body was condensing and compressing.
Unlike humans, the bodies of ghosts were filled with Yin Qi. The Blood Spirit Pearl was used to compress Yin Qi, making it even denser.
It would cause the quality of the Yin Qi to increase by a small level, and the more Yin Qi one could absorb, the stronger one would be among those of the same level.
When it reached a certain level, it would not be a problem for him to even fight those at a higher level.
Although it was good, the process of consuming it was very painful.
At the very least, Ye Mu was in so much pain that he wished he could hack himself to death with a knife and die again.
The Yin Qi in Ye Mu's body, which was originally saturated, was directly compressed to one-third of its original state.
After an unknown amount of time, the pain finally subsided. Ye Mu felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell. He kicked the Black and White Impermanences twice and was then captured by them to be subjected to various punishments.
Although there were benefits, Ye Mu wasn't sure if he would still have the courage to eat it if he obtained another Blood Spirit Pearl.
The pain was so intense that it felt like his body was being torn apart and turned into pieces. It was not a good feeling.
Ye Mu still had a lingering fear.
It was too terrifying.
Ye Mu, who had wanted to continue cultivating, fell into a deep sleep.
Ghosts didn't need to sleep to recover their spirits, but that didn't mean that ghosts couldn't sleep. Not needing and not wanting were two different things.
"You two brats are lazier than your Junior Brother Jiale. If I were your teacher, I would definitely teach you a lesson.”
In his daze, Ye Mu heard Daoist Priest Four-Eyed's disappointed voice.
At first glance, it turned out that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had been scolded by Daoist Priest Four-Eyed for slacking off and had even been compared to Jiale.
Compared to Qiusheng and Wencai, Jiale was indeed quite diligent and more reliable.
In terms of martial arts, he would not be inferior to Qiusheng. In terms of Taoist skills, even though he was still half-baked, he was still able to beat Qiusheng and Wencai by several streets.
Ninth Uncle sat at the side and pretended not to hear anything. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed lectured his two disciples without saying anything.
Shouldn't his Martial Uncle teach his Martial Nephew a lesson?
Moreover, these two brats were indeed a little too much.
Comparing the disciples of the same sect and the same generation might encourage the competitive spirit of the disciples and make them work harder.
It was a pity that Ninth Uncle had miscalculated. At least for now, Qiusheng and Wencai did not have the intention to compare themselves to Jiale.
Qiusheng could compare, but he was not interested in learning Taoist skills.
As for Wen Cai, he had long given up on everything. In any case, he could just call his master if there was anything. He did not need to worry about anything else.
It's almost dark. I didn't expect to sleep for so long.
Was the plot coming?
Ye Mu was looking forward to it.
Qiu Sheng disappeared after dinner.
Ninth Uncle and Daoist Priest Four-Eyed sat in the ancestral hall and chatted about subduing demons and ghosts.
As Mao Mountain Taoist priests, the two brothers were always talking about their old profession.
Wen Cai was sent by Ninth Uncle to greet the guests.
This guest was not a human, but a dead person. Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had chased away the corpse.
There were two ways to manage Maoshan Taoist Temple. One was to build a fixed Taoist Temple, like Ninth Uncle.
He settled down at the mortuary and only went out when someone came to invite him.
The other type was more miserable, like Daoist Priest Four-Eyed.
In addition to helping people catch ghosts and demons, they would also take on the job of corpse herding in order to earn money.
It was not an easy job to drive corpses. It could tire you out. Fortunately, the income was high. Therefore, most of the Taoist priests of Mao Mountain would travel to various places to drive corpses.
There were very few people like Ninth Uncle who stayed in one place.
As they chatted, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed said that he needed to go to the toilet. Ye Mu ran out and Ninth Uncle looked at him.
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