This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 59: It is a must-have weapon for home travel and murder and robbery

Xu Jixian is essentially a taciturn dark horse face, at most a little bit of a sultry person, and he only talks a lot to hide his true colors.

Ordinary people only think that he is an unlearned, prodigal son who hangs out in the streets of prostitution. However, Xiang Yuan knows that he is talented, good at both literature and martial arts, and proficient in various tricks of the underworld, from disguise to controlling corpses. He knows one or two tricks of all kinds.

While learning so much, his martial arts had already reached perfection in foundation building, and he only needed to settle down a little bit before he could enter the innate realm.

The most admirable thing is that he can endure loneliness.

Xiao He is a tolerant and low-key madman. Xu Jixian inherited his family's ancestral teachings and joined the Imperial City Department as an unknown person. He never advertised his talents, and let others point fingers at him behind his back, always sticking to his useless personality.

Xiang Yuan admired Xu Jixian very much, especially the time when he wet his pants. He could not do it no matter what, but Xu Jixian said to pee and he did it. How many people in the world have such a character?

To sum up a thousand words, if Xu Jixian wasn't ugly, he would be quite handsome.

But just like Xiao He's problem, those who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers have more or less the habit of taking advantage of others. Xiao He pretends to be crazy and stupid all day long, and has been acting like a fool since he was a child. He has become a fool by playing the role of a fool and there is no going back.

Xu Jixian's symptoms were less severe, and he could distinguish between reality and illusion. He knew that he was not a casual pervert. Whether he was wandering in red-light districts or competing with female ghosts, he was doing it to complete his mission and would not indulge in it.

He just liked the pleasure of talking nonsense. Maybe he had been silent for too long and couldn't find an outlet to vent, so he naturally became abnormal.

Xiang Yuan listened to his long-winded chatter and learned about the rise and fall of the corpse-driving sect. This sect was basically similar to the corpse-driving sect before he wore the robe, traveling between the two places to transport the bodies of the dead back home and earning a sum of freight.

It is difficult to support warriors with huge expenses just by relying on freight. What's more, southern Xinjiang is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will die without a burial place. The income is not proportional to the risk.

The corpse-driving sect wanted to live a happier life, so they started doing some unconventional jobs, using corpse-driving as a cover to transport contraband goods between Western Chu and Southern Border.

This is nothing. All the famous and upright sects have disciples who take private jobs to earn extra money. For example, the Xingxiu Palace, one of the eight evil sects, may have a gold medal killer from a big sect who shows off his prowess in front of people to subdue demons and monsters, and is praised by everyone as a senior master.

The corpse-driving sect is neither good nor evil, and no one expects them to work honestly in logistics for their entire lives. They are just smuggling, and the imperial court turns a blind eye to it. Their individual behavior will not be elevated to the level of a corpse-driving sect.

Unfortunately, the Corpse-Driving Sect was too arrogant, so they learned the ways of grave-digging and tomb-robbing from the Soul-Guarding Sect. With the help of many seniors, the strength of their sect increased greatly.

There is a saying that goes, when you are poor, you must change; when you change, you will be able to get through; when you get through, you will last long.

What it means is that when people are poor, they will change their career path. If they change, they will have a way to survive, and if they taste the sweetness, they will keep doing it.

The corpse-driving sect became bigger and bigger, and finally on a dark and windy night, they knocked down the disciples of the Tianwu sect who were wandering around looking for someone to fight. The corpse-driving sect was unable to defeat them, so they used the corpse-controlling technique. The Tianwu sect disciples looked at them and thought, "Oh my god, isn't this my second uncle? How long have you been buried?"

The Corpse-Driving Sect was labeled as the Soul-Guarding Sect on the spot. Several partners cut ties with them in time, shouting that they had been deceived by them and vowed to make meritorious deeds to atone for their sins and make amends for their mistakes. They joined forces with the Tianwu Sect to wipe out the sect.

The Xu family was at its peak at the time, and in line with the principle that it is better to have many skills than too little, they spent money to purchase a set of corpse-controlling techniques, which were modified generation after generation and evolved into the Xu family's unique corpse-controlling technique.

Xiang Yuan got the mantra of the method and looked at Senior Zhuang with a serious expression, wondering whether he should refine him into his own zombie.

He didn't mind the dishonorable means, he was just worried that Senior Jiang would come back to visit one day.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, why are you still standing there? If there is anything you don't understand, let me help you." Xu Jixian said enthusiastically.

This zombie has no intelligence and is empty, with only an invulnerable shell left. It is most suitable for novice zombie drivers and has extremely high quality, a material that is hard to find even on your knees.

If Xiang Yuan didn't want it, Xu Jixian would accept it.

"I understand, brother. This zombie looks like a dead tree, extremely scary. You are afraid of being mistaken for a demon."

Xu Jixian slapped his forehead and said, "This is easy. You can nourish him with Yin Qi from time to time, and he will naturally become full of blood and flesh. Then you can use the corpse-controlling technique to control him and make sure that even when he is dying, he will be as good as alive."

Does charging have this effect?

Xiang Yuan raised his eyebrows, it was true, the jade disk was the beauty effect, and when Senior Jiang lost the jade disk, his handsome and elegant face suddenly disappeared.

In this case, he would practice it. When Senior Jiang came back to visit, he would still have the appearance of an immortal and the bones of a jade-like being. It would definitely be better than a piece of rotten wood.

Maybe if the senior is happy, hey, let’s forget about it!

Xiang Yuan knew there was no way out, so he bit the tip of his middle finger and drew a character on Senior Jiang's forehead, which was as dry as a tree. He then sealed Senior Jiang's facial features with cinnabar, yellow paper and other materials, so that he would not be affected by external objects and could only accept Xiang Yuan's efforts.

According to the records of the corpse-driving sect, the middle finger corresponds to the human heart, and the middle finger blood is the apex blood. Using this as a medium, the corpse can be awakened and controlled.

This was just the beginning. Refining corpses and ghosts was complicated, and controlling corpses and ghosts was not easy either. The series of processes were tedious and complicated, and it would take at least half an hour. Xu Jixian corrected them and corrected them in time if there were any mistakes.

After a long time, as the blood merged into Senior Zhuang's forehead, Xiang Yuan sensed a subtle change, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, as if some kind of mysterious connection had been established between him and Senior Zhuang.

He closed his eyes and vaguely saw a silk thread extending from his middle finger and connecting to Senior Zhuang's forehead.

"Okay, Brother Xiaoyuan, find a place where yin energy gathers tonight and bury this zombie underground. Remember to close its mouth, nose, ears and eyes, and do not let it get dirty with blood. Dig it out after 49 days and you'll be done." Xu Jixian warned.

By then, the zombies will be as easy to use as your own arms. They will go east when told to do so, and will never chase dogs when told to catch chickens. It is truly a must-have weapon for home travel, killing and robbing.

"Isn't forty-nine days too long?" Xiang Yuan frowned. The corpse-controlling technique that had just been passed down did not have such a hard and fast rule.

"After zombies are formed, they can absorb the spiritual energy of moonlight. Before they are formed, they must be nurtured by Yin energy. Forty-nine days is not long. If there is an extremely Yin place, it can be formed in three days. But such places are one in a million and have long been occupied by masters." Xu Jixian shook his head slightly.

Xiang Yuan nodded silently. His jade disk might be able to work. It was made of strange materials and had a very strong Yin energy. It might be the remains of some ancient great man.

It’s strange, why would the remains of the ancient mighty become the key to open the portal? Who made the key, and who built the Yama Gate?

After solving Xiang Yuan's problem, Xu Jixian left humming a little tune to gather his energy. He was going to meet a lover tonight to consolidate his image as a lecher and prodigal son.

Xiang Yuan looked at Xu Jixian as he left with a frown on his face. Seeing his brisk steps, it was clear that he was enjoying it, and it didn't seem like he was acting at all.

He looked around and considered taking the zombie back to Songjiazhuang, burying it in his own yard, and then using the jade disk's Yin energy to nourish it. However, he was afraid that something might happen and someone would come to catch the thief and seize the stolen goods.

After thinking about it, Yulin Academy is the most suitable place. With Wang Wenxu's martial arts skills and superb formation skills, they are enough to cover up the negative energy leaked by the corpse.

It is possible that Wang Wenxu will take the initiative to solve the problem of the source of the negative energy so that he doesn't have to run to the academy every day.

That's it!
Help people to the end, and help Buddha to the west. Xiang Yuan believed that as long as he opened his mouth and expressed his trust, Wang Wenxu would definitely not refuse.

As expected, Wang Wenxu agreed after just a moment of silence.

The old gentleman was full of righteousness. He was so righteous that he even raised corpses. It was the first time for the young lady to get into the bridal sedan, so he personally dug a pit and set up a formation, and buried the zombies in the yard in front of the study.

With Wang Wenxu looking after him, Xiang Yuan no longer had any worries and decided to wait for 49 days before taking the zombie.

He rode his chestnut horse back to Songjiazhuang and saw two fast horses tied in front of his yard.

"Brother Xiang, you are finally back. I heard from the people in the village that you go to the academy to study during the day. Is it true?" Two young knights walked out.

Xiang Yuan stepped forward with his hands clasped, and said in surprise, "Why are you two brothers here? I am sorry to have been waiting for you for so long."

"There will be an operation tonight. Mingzhu sent two of us to look for you. Let's go quickly. We'll talk on the way..."

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Meanwhile, little morals.

A group of aspiring young men who had just entered the world of business gathered together, whispering to each other, rubbing their hands together, preparing to make a big splash tonight.

"Senior sister, the villages of Lin and Zhao have been emptied and a group of Huangquan Dao thieves have moved in. They are numerous and powerful, so I need you to help this time."

Outside the Taoist temple, Tang Rou said to her senior sister Sima Qingyan, "The thief from Huangquan practices evil magic, and everyone is free to kill him. I think your sword is ready to go."

Sima Qingyan nodded stiffly. Words like "Yellow Springs thief" and "evil magic" were particularly harsh, and hearing them from her junior sister made her even more depressed.

Tang Rou was lively and active, and did not notice the subtle changes in her sister's expression. She said cheerfully, "Oh, sister, I will introduce you to a young man later. He is kind-hearted, humble and honest. Mingzhu has always said that he has wisdom and powerful means."

“Who deserves this evaluation?”

"Hehe, you'll know when you see it."

　Ask for a monthly pass at the third watch!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)