I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 126 The Corpse of Tian Zi
There are many filthy things blocking the windows and doors of the Locking Infant Pagoda, such as the amniotic fluid of women during childbirth, the menstrual fluid accumulated by nuns in the temple every month, and collected fetal placentas and other bloody things.

Not only are these things feared by immortals and gods like tigers, but even righteous monks avoid them as well.

Because these filthy things can not only pollute the magic of immortals, but also some Taoist magic. Once contaminated by such filth, many magic spells will no longer be effective, and even the high and mighty gods will be tainted with bad luck.

Therefore, when practitioners encounter such things, most of them will not choose to "test the law with their own bodies" unless it is necessary.

Anyone who knows there is shit in the mountain and still goes there is nothing but a fool.

If Xu Qing wants to deal with this filthy place, he must act like a fool. After all, some things always need to be done by someone.

Although he is not a living person, since Maoxiantang has taken over the affairs here, it must see this matter to an end.

He controlled the substitute puppet to come to the foot of the Infant Locking Tower. The puppet with steel and iron bones looked like a human bulldozer, and one person was equivalent to an entire demolition team.

However, when Xu Qing saw the jars of dirty blood falling from the Locking Infant Tower, as well as the jars filled with fishy and smelly dead fetuses that looked like kittens and puppies, he immediately felt that the doll in front of him could not be kept.

Bricks and tiles collapsed, and the three-meter-high Baby-Locking Tower was pushed down by Yanou. At the moment before the tower collapsed, countless evil spirits of infants rushed out of it. Xu Qing used the Qi-Observing Technique to roughly scan it and found that at least a hundred babies were trapped inside.

Xu Qing ignored the ghosts of babies running around and crying everywhere. He ordered Yanou to move all the earthenware jars and pottery jars containing the dead fetuses to him.

There were many corpses mixed with blood flowing out of the jars and pots that were broken when the tower collapsed.

Yanou spread out his hands, carefully picked up the tiny corpses, and placed them in front of the ruins.

Not far away, an old nun stumbled over, crying and cursing. The black crows circling in the sky couldn't stand her noise, so they swooped down and kept scratching her head.

The old nun's monk's hat was blown off, and she covered her bald head with her hands, rolling on the ground and screaming.

Xu Qing ignored the noisy and chaotic surroundings and walked slowly towards the ruins amid the crying babies.

In the ruins, the particularly loud cry of a baby resounded through the darkness.

As Xu Qing walked towards the ruins, Yanou, who worked in concert with him, had already dug through the broken rubble and pulled out a baby covered in bruises.

When the baby saw the doll, it suddenly stopped crying, then it opened its mouth and gave a sly smile to the doll in front of it.

At the edge of the ruins, Xu Qing saw the baby stretch out two cold little hands and place them on the neck of the puppet.

Seeing that he had succeeded, the baby giggled with joy.

Xu Qingze had a strange look on his face. This baby didn't seem very smart. You just pinched a lump of metal. What's so funny about that?

Yanou remained unmoved, but where the baby's hand touched Yanou, a dent as deep as a finger appeared, and spider-web-like frost condensed and spread little by little to Yanou's cheek.

On this side, Xu Qing frowned slightly, and the next moment the puppet in the field suddenly raised an iron arm and called out to the baby in his arms!
The slap was a solid one.

The baby was stunned for a moment, then glared angrily, the corners of its dark purple mouth cracked, and its sharp, jagged teeth suddenly bit towards Yanou's arm.

Sparks flew, and Yanou's steel arm was left with a mouthful of teeth marks, while the dead baby in his arms lost a few fangs.

Xu Qing became furious when he saw this, so he controlled the puppet again and attacked the baby's face left and right.

In the distance, the old nun, whose head was covered in blood after being pecked by a black crow, screamed.

"My child! Don't hit my child!"

There must be something hateful about a pitiful person. Xu Qing glanced sideways and saw the old nun who hated him to the core in the distance, now kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to him like crazy, begging for mercy.

Xu Qing remained unmoved. He looked back at the ruins and let Yanou help the old nun educate the child.

After about a dozen breaths, the breath of the corpse baby became weaker and weaker. At this time, an iron coffin suddenly broke through the ground under the ruins of the Locking Infant Tower and flew out from the rubble.

Xu Qing laughed when he saw this. He had been beating the kid for so long just to lure out his dead father!
The moment the iron coffin was unearthed, the dust in the ruins swirled up, and the heavy coffin lid cracked open. A ball of white light flew out from it and headed straight for the dead baby.

Xu Qing reacted quickly. The moment the white light ball flew away, he controlled the puppet to throw the dead baby over.

The ball of light followed closely behind, but when it saw Xu Qing, it suddenly stopped, then turned back and sank into the coffin.

A man's voice was heard from the iron coffin.

"To block someone's path is like killing their parents. Fellow Daoist, you and I are both cultivators, so why bother making things difficult for each other?"

"Let's leave it at that for today. I won't bother with the tower-pushing incident, but fellow Daoist, please return the baby to me."

Xu Qing looked at the upright iron coffin and suddenly realized, "This corpse baby turned out to be the carrier of your resurrection. You used these people to abort the babies just to let this corpse baby grow so that you can take over their bodies and start your rebirth."

The voice in the iron coffin was silent for a moment, then said: "Since you already know this, you should understand how important this baby is to me. If you insist on being my enemy..."

Xu Qing chuckled, and without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, he lit a smoldering fire in front of the iron coffin.

Evil things are the favorite fuel of smoldering fire. The more yin the thing is, the more fiercely it burns when it is lit.

The iron coffin felt threatened and immediately lost control and shouted to stop.

"Wait! Fellow Daoist, please don't take action. If there are conditions, we can discuss it in a good way!"

Xu Qing suddenly put away the smoldering fire, but it was not because of what the other party said, but because he felt the fluctuations of the Sutra of Salvation.

He almost forgot that the dead baby in his hand was also a corpse.

After putting away the smoldering fire, Xu Qing took out the Sinan Sword and placed the tip of the sword against the corpse baby's heart in front of the iron coffin.

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly do you want me to do before you stop?"

Xu Qing suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the iron coffin.

"When you instigated the monks and nuns at the Childbearing Temple to harm those women and babies, did you ever ask them what they had to do in order for you to stop?"

As he spoke, the Sinan Sword in Xu Qing's hand had already pierced through the body of the dead baby.

Dark purple baby blood splattered and mournful cries were heard from afar. The temple keeper fainted upon seeing this scene.

At this time, an angry roar came from the iron coffin, and the heavy iron coffin lid suddenly popped out and hit Xu Qing, who was killing the baby in front of him.

The iron coffin lid weighs more than a thousand pounds. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be injured or die from any damage. Who would dare to take it head-on?
But is Xu Qing an ordinary person? Seeing the coffin flying towards him, Xu Qing did not dodge, but raised his foot and kicked it.

There was a loud clang as loud as a bell, and an iron hole four fingers deep appeared in the middle of the coffin lid.

Then the iron coffin lid was like a rag sack, shooting towards the pitch-black iron coffin even faster than when it came.

A corpse dressed in divine clothes and a divine hat, dressed like a shaman, walked out of the iron coffin.

The corpse had its eyes tightly closed, and the exposed skin on its face, though dry and shriveled, had a metallic luster, like freshly polished copper.

The moment the iron coffin lid flew over, the mummy quickly dodged sideways, then he kicked the ground with his feet, like an iron ball shot out of a gun, and instantly appeared in front of Xu Qing.

The mummy's fist, which was so shriveled that one could see the clear joints and veins, smashed down towards him fiercely. Seeing this, Xu Qing remained calm. He lowered his body, raised his fist with the diamond knuckles on it and rushed forward.

With a crisp sound, the mummy's fist, which was as strong as copper and iron, cracked into several patterns like porcelain.

Xu Qing felt the numbing sensation coming from his fist and was a little surprised.

It was the first time he encountered an opponent with such a strong body.

The strength of this physical body alone is at least comparable to that of an iron-armored corpse, or even slightly higher.

What kind of corpse is this? A bronze-armored corpse?
Xu Qing was puzzled. If you say he is a zombie, there is not much corpse smell on him. Instead, there is a strong medicinal fragrance. If you say he is not a zombie, he is obviously not a living person.

The mummy was also shocked. His body was made using a secret method. Ordinary people might not be able to break his defense, let alone resist it, even if they picked up a sword that could cut through iron like mud.

"Are you a master-level martial artist?"

Seeing the brass knuckles on Xu Qing's hands, the mummy seemed quite afraid.

Xu Qing glanced at the black cat that appeared behind the mummy at some point. His expression relaxed and he actually started chatting with the mummy.

"I'm not some crude warrior. I'm just a corpse driver. I'm not good at fighting people, so I'm only good at dealing with corpses."

"Collecting corpses, digging up corpses, burying corpses, etc., are my main business."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you that I am also the headmaster of the Cat Fairy Hall. This time I am out here to eradicate this obscene temple and worship, so that the reputation of my Meow Meow Cult can spread throughout Tianjin."

Xu Qing's words made the mummy's head go blank. He couldn't connect the young man in the bright red wedding dress in front of him with the corpse driver and the Cat Fairy Hall. These things had nothing to do with him!

"Corpse Driving Master, Meow Meow Cult"

While the mummy was silent, the black crow in the sky was not idle either. It stared nervously at the cat that was stealthily touching the black jade of the mummy, and kept making a loud noise, trying to block the cat's sight and hearing.

At a certain moment, a black light suddenly rose from the ruins. Xuan Yu, who was about ten feet behind the mummy, suddenly pounced out. The shadow of a cat's claw in the air broke the deadlock. The shriveled zombie tried to turn his head and cross his arms to block it, but the black light had already reached him before him.

The black fog was filled with evil spirits, and the mummy couldn't avoid it in time. Several cuts, each two fingers deep, immediately appeared on its neck.

In other words, he is not a living person. If he were an ordinary person, he would have no chance of survival after just this one blow.

By the time the mummy came to his senses, the black cat that had attacked him had already retreated ten steps away.

At the same time, another sound of breaking air came from the side of the mummy.

However, Xu Qing took advantage of the moment when Xuan Yu attracted the mummy's attention and quickly moved over.

Earlier, the mummy punched him when it flew out of the coffin, but now the offense and defense have changed.

The power unleashed by the silver-armored corpse was extremely powerful. As soon as Xu Qing's fist touched the corpse's head, half of the opponent's head was shattered into pieces.

"You can't kill me. I'm already dead. As long as my soul is still there, I won't die!"

"Dead? You said you were dead?"

Xu Qing came close to the mummy and stared at it with interest.

"If you say so, then I won't be polite."

Before his eyes, an untouchable white light emerged from the mummy. Xu Qing was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and stretched out his hand to touch the mummy's body.

The pages of the Sutra of Deliverance were turning rapidly, and scriptures and inscriptions appeared in the minds of the mummy and Xu Qing.

The white light that was about to leave the mummy seemed to be quickly flowed back as if by some irresistible force, and retracted into the mummy in just a moment.

"you"

The mummy's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the half-wet and half-dry eyeballs looked extremely terrifying.

But he only said that one word and then there was no movement at all.

It was like a living person suddenly turned into a clay sculpture, and his life was frozen at this moment.

The pages of the Sutra of Salvation were turning rapidly, and Xu Qing looked at the revolving lantern of mummies.

This corpse is not ordinary. Its life history alone can be traced back to more than four hundred years ago.

The corpse was originally a shaman from Taodu Mountain in Shu. He had practiced for more than three hundred years and his own cultivation had already reached the mark of five hundred years.

In order to resist the disasters on the road of cultivation, the great witch began to prepare for avoiding the disasters.

Why avoid instead of resist? Because the great wizard knew that his magical powers were not enough, and he had committed too many sins in the past, and he had no good karma. Once the thunder from the sky fell, he would surely die.

In order to conceal the truth, the great witch came to Tianjin, found the Yinshi Sect, and paid a huge price to obtain the method of raising and refining medicinal corpses.

A medicinal corpse is a corpse made by taking various soups and pills made with secret methods while a person is still alive.

During this period, people who take the medicine are not allowed to eat even a drop of water or a grain of rice. The longer they survive, the higher the level of the drug corpse will be.

Some corpses that have not decayed for thousands of years are medicinal corpses cultivated using this method. However, most of these corpses only survived to the level of junior pharmacists, that is, they only lived for forty-nine days while taking the medicine.

However, the medicinal corpse that Xu Qing saved survived for five years before dying!

But this was not the upper limit of the Great Wizard. The reason why he voluntarily held his breath and died five years later was because the heavenly calamity was approaching, and he had no choice but to end his life in advance.

The living say that debts are paid off after death, and the same is true for heavenly calamities.

After the great witch's body died, the disaster naturally subsided.

However, this great wizard had one thing in mind, that is, his soul had not dissipated.

Since then, the great witch has possessed the medicine corpse and started looking for a way to "reincarnate".

Although the drug corpse is incorruptible, its body structure has been completely destroyed by the drugs. The soul of the great witch can no longer use the body to continue to cultivate and grow. If this continues, he will only end up dead.

In order to obtain a body that perfectly matches his own, the great witch claimed to be a god who had descended to the earth, and deceived and bewitched the young nun of Hongxing Temple into having sex with him and giving birth to a child.

Ghosts can give birth to ghost babies when they have sex with humans. The Great Witch's body has been damaged by drugs. If he wants to find a body that is completely compatible with his soul, he can only use his spirit to have sex with the nun.

The lonely yang does not grow, the lonely yin does not grow.

The soul is a yin thing, and the nun has a yin body. Neither of them has a single yang energy, so how can the baby grow?

After the ghost baby was born, the witch began to seduce the nun. He first asked the nun to report the affairs of the nobleman's mansion in Hongxing Temple. When the government came to investigate, he asked the nun to act as a good person and take the nuns in the nunnery to Xijing Mountain, using the Songzi Temple to conceal their identities.

Then the baby-saving mother appears and wants to use the living baby to revive her own child.

But the old nun in the Temple of Childbirth did not know that the sorcerer did this not to resurrect their child, but to create a container suitable for the transplantation of his soul, nothing more.

When you reach the end of the revolving lantern, you will be rewarded.

A low-grade Heaven-level concealment technique, a high-grade Earth-level Yin-pupil technique, and a high-grade Human-level corpse-medicating technique.
(End of this chapter)