The Cycle of Reincarnation in the Four-Courtyard House: A Journey Through the Heavens

Approaching Lin Jiu, Li Xiao was humble and courteous, bowing respectfully and saying, "Hello, Daoist Lin. I am Li Xiao, from Beijing. I have been fond of Daoist mysticism and esoteric arts since childhood. I have long heard that a righteous Maoshan disciple with profound Daoist skills lives in seclusion in Renjia Town. Today, I have come to pay my respects."

Lin Jiu still had a deep impression of Li Xiao.

When they met by chance at the coffee shop in town yesterday, he keenly sensed that the young man was surrounded by an extremely obscure and unfathomable Daoist aura, which was reserved and unassuming. Therefore, he took a second look at him at the time.

He was also skilled in physiognomy and could tell at a glance that Li Xiao had a full forehead, a profound aura, and was surrounded by good fortune. He was a person with unparalleled luck and was definitely not someone to be underestimated.

Lin Jiu smiled warmly and returned a standard Taoist bow: "Greetings, Layman Li. Our brief meeting at the coffee shop yesterday revealed you to be no ordinary person. Judging from your restrained Taoist aura, you must have practiced orthodox Taoist Qi cultivation methods, right?"

Faced with Uncle Nine's questioning, Li Xiao did not deliberately hide anything. He simply shifted his thoughts slightly and quietly released a faint aura of cultivation.

But this insignificant wisp of aura caused Lin Jiu, who had been calm, to suddenly change his expression. His eyes widened in shock, and his body stiffened slightly.

Within this aura, he clearly sensed a vast, boundless, and unparalleled majestic power, heavy, ancient, and domineering, like the heavens looking down upon ants, carrying an absolute suppressive force.

Such terrifying cultivation foundation was something even his mentor had never reached.

Lin Jiu has been cultivating for decades, deeply studying the orthodox Maoshan Taoist methods and practicing diligently until now. He only just broke through to the early stage of the Golden Core a few months ago, which is already considered a master in the Taoist world.

The difference between the Golden Core Realm and the Void Refining Realm is like a firefly compared to the bright moon, or a drop of water compared to the vast ocean. The gap between them is simply too great, an insurmountable chasm.

Just now, the pressure that Li Xiao released made Lin Jiu feel his mind tremble and his Dao foundation shake. The circulation of his magic power even stopped slightly. At this moment, a huge wave of emotions surged in his heart.

Lin Jiu barely suppressed the shock in his heart and solemnly bowed to Li Xiao: "So it turns out that Layman Li is a reclusive master! I was blind and failed to recognize your greatness. I hope you will forgive me."

Seeing this, Li Xiao waved his hand calmly and said humbly, "Master Lin, there's no need to be so polite. Just call me by my name. I've only managed to reach my current level by chance through a few fortuitous encounters on my cultivation path. In terms of feng shui, Taoist magic, and exorcising ghosts and demons, I'm far inferior to you, Master Lin."

"I have come here specifically to visit you, Master, with the intention of exchanging ideas on the mystical arts and seeking your guidance."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiu quickly shook his head and said, "I would never dare to ask for your guidance. Young friend Li Xiao's Taoist skills are profound. If you are willing, we can discuss the true meaning of Taoism with each other."

Just as the two were talking, Wen Cai, who had been standing behind Lin Jiu, quickly leaned out and reminded him, "Master, the auspicious time for moving the grave is almost here, we can't delay any longer!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiu suddenly came to his senses and immediately said to Li Xiao, "Young friend Li Xiao, please wait a moment. After I finish this grave relocation ceremony, I will invite you to my mortuary for a detailed discussion."

"It's alright, please make yourself at home, Daoist Master."

When the auspicious hour arrived, Lin Jiu, with a solemn expression, gave the order to begin construction in a deep voice.

At Lin Jiu's command, the six servants brought by Ren Fa were all strong and nimble.

The group first removed all the candlesticks and offering table in front of the grave, then kicked over Old Master Ren's tombstone, causing gravel and dust to fall off (this is exactly what happened in the original movie).

Without hesitation, everyone picked up their shovels and picks and began digging into the grave mound.

Ren Tingting subconsciously moved her feet and stood next to Li Xiao, the two of them almost touching.

Awei, who was not far away, saw the whole scene and his resentment and jealousy grew stronger.

Seeing his beloved cousin standing intimately next to another man, his jealousy surged, and he felt increasingly awkward.

His small eyes darted around, then he pretended not to see it, quickly moved closer to Li Xiao's side, and then suddenly exerted force, slamming his shoulder into Li Xiao.

But the next second, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Li Xiao's physical body is so powerful that he doesn't need to use any spiritual power at all; his entire body is as hard as steel and rock.

Awei's full-force ramming was like crashing into a thick stone wall.

A powerful and domineering force of recoil erupted instantly, rebounding violently from the point of impact.

Awei had no time to react and was sent flying. His thin body spun 180 degrees in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, landing on his back.

"Ouch—!"

A heart-wrenching cry of pain suddenly rang out, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Ren Fa, standing beside Ren Tingting, witnessed this absurd scene clearly. His face immediately darkened, and he sternly rebuked her, "Awei! What nonsense are you spouting! How can you disrupt the old master's grave relocation ceremony like this!"

Awei winced in pain, his back, waist, and buttocks aching terribly. He struggled to his feet, brushed the dust off himself, and nodded incoherently, saying, "Ah...no, it's nothing, Uncle, I just twisted my ankle!"

He hurriedly tried to explain, but when he looked up at Li Xiao, his eyes were filled with deep shock.

He simply couldn't understand how this young man, who wasn't particularly strong, could have such an iron-hard body and generate such terrifying force.

Li Xiao didn't bother with Awei's shocked and wary gaze. If this clown continued to act up, he wouldn't hesitate to wipe him out.

At this moment, the servants were digging very quickly. The soil covering the grave was being dug away layer by layer, and as the soil fell away, the outline of an old, blackened solid wood coffin gradually came into view.

The coffin, having endured years of dampness and erosion underground, had mottled and decayed exterior walls, exuding a chilling aura of death.

Li Xiao's gaze was fixed on the coffin, a hint of curiosity appearing in his eyes.

He had traversed many planes of existence and seen alien monsters and fierce ghosts, but this was the first time he had ever seen a zombie from the Dragon Kingdom's legends.

He had only seen legends about zombies in some books or movies before, but had never seen one in person.

Just then, Qiu Sheng quietly walked up to Uncle Jiu and whispered, "Master, what exactly is a Buddhist funeral?"

Lin Jiu glanced at this disappointing land, sighed, and said, "A proper burial is to bury the coffin upright."

He looked at Ren Fa and asked, "Am I right?"

Ren Fa nodded repeatedly: "That's right, the feng shui master back then said that if the ancestors are buried upright, the descendants will definitely be successful!"

"Does it work?"

Ren Fa shook his head helplessly and said, "Over the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has become increasingly difficult, and I don't know why."

Lin Jiu said confidently, "I think that feng shui master definitely has a grudge against your family!"

"Do you have a grudge?"

"Did Old Master Ren have any past grievances with the other party?"

"This auspicious burial site originally belonged to a feng shui master. After my father found out, he bought it with money."

Lin Jiu asked with a deep gaze, "Was it just bribery? Was there any coercion?"

"this......"