With the help of the Marrow Cleansing Liquid, Lin Jing's skin soon oozed a layer of black dirt.
The bones in his body also kept cracking.
His entire body seemed to be undergoing a transformation from the inside out.
After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Lin Jing's body calmed down again.
Bone cleansing was the most important step on the path of cultivation.
Building a good foundation would be beneficial for condensing the dantian in the future.
He felt a warm current slowly circulating in his body, gathering towards his dantian.
His cultivation had also increased by a lot.
He had endless strength.
Lin Jing waved his mahogany sword.
"Imperial decree, Five Thunder Curse!"
The tip of the sword pointed out and landed on the Five Thunder Talisman.
In an instant, a powerful bolt of lightning flew out and crashed into the distance.
Fourth Stage Scholar Realm!
His realm had actually increased by so much!
One had to know that he was only at the Psychic Realm of the First Stage previously.
I'm just getting started.
In this world, there were seven cultivation realms.
Psychic Realm, Scholar Realm, Daoist Realm, True Master Realm, Heavenly Master Realm, and above that was the Immortal Realm.
No one had touched it until now.
Every realm was divided into seven minor realms.
After Lin Jing drank the Marrow Cleansing Liquid, he went from the entry-level Psychic Realm of the First Stage to the Scholar Realm of the Fourth Stage.
Lin Fan opened his character panel.
Host: Lin Jing.
[Cultivation: Scholar of the Fourth Stage]
[Spells: Supreme Purity Qi Refinement Art, Supreme Purity Body Refinement Art.]
[Talisman: Yellow Talisman]
[Weapon: Peach Wood Sword]
Lin Jing could only use yellow talismans.
The talismans were divided into four grades, yellow, blue, purple, and gold.
After closing the panel, Lin Jing left the mortuary.
He quickly headed towards the west.
He still had to find the two corpses before daybreak and bring them back to the mortuary.
If they were delayed, they would scare the passers-by during the day.
Mao Mountain had its own rules.
I don't drive corpses in broad daylight.
Therefore, he still had to take advantage of the night to do this.
Lin Jing's speed had obviously increased a lot after he had entered the Scholar Realm.
After a while, Lin Jing arrived at the place Ninth Uncle had mentioned.
As expected, there were two corpses under the banyan tree.
The corpse was dressed in a Qing Dynasty official uniform. His body was straight and his hands were stretched out as he stood side by side.
There were yellow talismans stuck on their foreheads.
Lin Jing recognized that it was the Corpse Suppressing Talisman.
However, it had already become broken. It would not be long before he could no longer control the corpse.
"Fortunately, we arrived in time. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened.”
Lin Jing took out the Corpse Suppressing Talisman and pressed it on the forehead of the corpse after chanting a spell.
The corpse settled down.
Lin Jing mumbled and pointed out.
The two corpses began to move according to his command.
"Move forward!"
" There's a rock ahead. Jump!"
Lin Jing held the copper bell in his hand and shook it as he directed the two corpses to walk toward the mortuary.
Although he had never chased a corpse before, he had never done so.
However, he still had a relative understanding of this.
After all, he had seen many of them.
If you haven't eaten pork before, have you never seen a pig run?
In addition, his cultivation had already reached the Fourth Stage Scholar Realm, so he was naturally able to drive corpses with ease.
"Don't disturb the living."
"Don't disturb the living."
Lin Jing rang the bell and led the way. The two corpses followed behind him and jumped forward in an orderly manner.
? At this moment, a team was rushing towards Lin Fan.
It was also a corpse-chasing team.
It was common for corpse herders to run into each other on their way at night.
Lin Jing continued on his way and ignored him.
"Isn't this Little Uncle-Master? What a coincidence! But you don't have the qualifications, so why are you chasing corpses?”
Although the person opposite him was smiling, his tone was unusually mocking.
Lin Jing was no stranger to the crowd. It was the eldest senior brother's son, Shi Shaojian.
"It's quite a coincidence to meet you."
Lin Jing said casually.
He looked at Lin Jing sarcastically.
"How can it be a coincidence? After I obtained the qualification to be a corpse herder, I often pass by this place.”
"However, Little Uncle-Master, it's not right for you to appear here.”
"In my memories, you didn't have the qualifications to be a corpse herder.”
"This operation is really against the rules. If my father finds out, he will be expelled from the sect!”
Shi Shaojian said.
He had always been at odds with Lin Jing and looked down on him, who had poor talent and low cultivation.
And such a person actually had a higher position than him and suppressed him.
Lin Jing was clearly younger than him, yet he still called him Uncle-Master.
This made him extremely angry.
Therefore, he often targeted Lin Jing.
After Lin Jing's master passed away, Lin Jing and the other ten disciples became the 48th generation of Maoshan Taoist.
As the Eldest Senior Brother, Shi Jian naturally had to take charge of the Maoshan Sect.
"Shi Shaojian, I am your senior uncle. How can you disrespect your elders?”
Lin Jing's face darkened and he sounded displeased.
"Little Uncle-Master, you stinky dog! You're only at the Psychic Realm!"
"To put it nicely, he's an entry-level cultivator. To put it bluntly, he's the lowest level of cultivators!”
"I'm stronger than you in every way. How are you worthy of my respect?”
"The Mao Mountain Autarch is a person of strength. I'm a third-grade scholar now, so why can't I scold you?”
Shi Shaojian said with a mocking gaze.
He had often targeted Lin Jing, but he was not so straightforward.
However, Lin Jing lost his master and had a close relationship with Ninth Uncle.
Shi Jian and his son often went against their conscience and never cared about merit. They were extremely selfish and placed benefits above everything else.
However, Ninth Uncle was very upright and strict with himself. He had always emphasized sect rules and pursued the theory of merit.
As a result, the conflict between Shi Jian and Ninth Uncle intensified.
Lin Jing and Ninth Uncle had such a close relationship, so Shi Jian and his son naturally regarded him as Ninth Uncle's man.
This also caused Shi Shaojian to hate Lin Jing even more.
"Are you stronger than me?"
Lin Jing asked.
He was now a Fourth Stage Scholar. How could he be inferior to Shi Shaojian, who was only a Third Stage Scholar?
"Today, I'll let you recognize your identity. This is the outcome of disrespecting your elders!”
Lin Jing said coldly.
He had tolerated Shi Shaojian for a long time, and today was the perfect opportunity to teach him a lesson.
"What a joke! Lin Jing will no longer exist in Mao Mountain! I'll make you a true cripple today! Then, I'll let father chase you out of Mao Mountain!”
Shi Shaojian glared at Lin Jing and said fiercely.
"Edict, True Fire Curse!"
He threw out the talisman and the tip of his sword touched the talisman.
In an instant, a huge fireball crashed towards Lin Jing.
The fireball grew bigger and bigger.
Boom!
The temperature suddenly rose. If it had not rained just now and the surroundings were not wet, the forest would have been set on fire.
"From now on, there will be no Lin Jing!"
Shi Shaojian put away his sword after casting the talisman and sneered at Lin Jing.
For a First Stage Psychic Realm person, this move was enough.
Lin Jing would definitely be burned. There would be no intact skin on his body.
Even if he managed to keep his life, he would become a cripple.
He could rely on his father's status and no one would pursue the matter of hurting Lin Jing. After all, he didn't hurt Lin Jing's life. It was just that his skills were not as good as his.
The fireball flew closer and closer and was about to hit Lin Jing.
The heat wave hit him.
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