Ghost Immortal

After speaking, Gu Zhenren's figure completely disappeared into the darkness.

Qiu Sheng's face turned deathly pale as he looked at Li Feng: "He just said I had a Gu poison in my body, was he bluffing us? Yes, right? It must be, right?"

Li Feng was too lazy to deal with this clown and quickened his pace to go back.

The gates of the mortuary were wide open, and all the white paper lanterns on the lintel were lit, making the courtyard brightly lit.

Li Feng could see from afar that the courtyard was full of people.

A dozen or so cultivators dressed in various colored Taoist robes stood scattered in the courtyard.

They were talking in hushed tones and arranging ritual implements, while a few others were squatting against the wall smoking their pipes.

These people wore yellow Taoist robes, with black silk sashes from the Maoshan School tied around their waists.

The Four-Eyebrow Taoist's Bagua communication technique came into play.

All the fellow disciples of the Zhi generation within a radius of 500 li actually came.

Li Feng and his two companions entered the courtyard, where all the Taoist priests were watching them.

With more than a dozen pairs of eyes on them at the same time, they suddenly felt immense pressure.

Master Si Mei strode out of the hall, saw the bruises on Qiu Sheng's chest and his tattered Taoist robe, and hesitated to speak.

Qiulan has already told him about it.

Master Si Mei waved his hand, telling Qiu Lan to help Qiu Sheng into the hall to apply medicine first.

"Li Feng, come here."

The Taoist priest with four eyebrows beckoned him over.

Li Feng walked to his master's side, and the four-browed Taoist priest led him to the middle of the courtyard, where he bowed to all the Taoist priests present.

"Fellow disciples, this is my newly accepted disciple, Li Feng."

He patted Li Feng on the shoulder and said proudly, "This child has a six-inch spiritual root. He has only been under my tutelage for half a month, but he can already draw a thunder explosion talisman on his own. Tonight, he, Qiu Sheng, and Qiu Lan went to the west of the city to collect ghosts. On the way, they ran into the Ghost King's wedding and managed to snatch a female ghost back from the Ghost King's hands."

A low murmur of discussion suddenly arose in the courtyard.

Several Taoist priests who had been squatting by the wall smoking pipes also stood up and looked Li Feng up and down.

"Junior Brother Four Eyebrows, you're saying this kid has only been learning from you for half a month?"

A middle-aged Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe stepped forward and put his hand on Li Feng's shoulder.

A gentle spiritual energy probed into his meridians.

Li Feng did not resist and allowed the other party to investigate.

He used the Breath Concealment Technique to suppress his spiritual root to six inches, and the vortex of energy in his dantian also calmed down.

The Taoist priest in green examined it for a moment, then withdrew his hand, a look of surprise on his face: "It really is a six-inch spiritual root, and the foundation is solid. Junior Brother Four Eyebrows, you've really struck gold this time."

The four-browed Taoist priest's smile deepened, and he was about to speak.

A sinister voice suddenly came from the courtyard gate.

"It's just a six-inch spiritual root, is it really worth making such a fuss about?"

The moment the sound appeared, all the Taoist priests in the courtyard fell silent.

Even the Taoist priest in blue robes who was probing Li Feng's spiritual root immediately stepped back, stood aside with his hands at his sides, and appeared very respectful.

Li Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a person standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

The man was extremely tall and thin, wearing a black Taoist robe with a white silk sash tied around his waist.

Although he was also a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, his silk sash was white, completely different from the black of everyone else.

His face was long and thin, with high cheekbones and deep-set eyes.

Its eyes were extremely sharp, like those of some kind of bird of prey.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, all the Taoist priests inside immediately stood up to greet him.

Whether they were squatting against the wall smoking their pipes or leaning against the pillars dozing off, everyone was standing straight with their hands at their sides, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The man stepped into the courtyard.

Even the Four-Eyebrowed Taoist stepped forward and respectfully bowed, saying, "Senior Brother."

The Taoist priests in the courtyard all bowed in unison, saying, "Senior Brother."

He is Lei Jian, the senior disciple of Maoshan.

The first disciple of the Zhi generation of the Maoshan Sect, the strongest Qi Refining cultivator within a thousand miles, whose cultivation has reached the peak of Qi Refining and is only one step away from Foundation Establishment.

Lei Jian did not return the gift.

His gaze swept around the courtyard and soon spotted Li Feng.

That one glance sent alarm bells ringing in Li Feng's ears instantly.

"Four Eyebrows, your eye for choosing apprentices has never been very good."

Lei Jian showed no mercy: "Qiu Sheng has a five-inch spiritual root, and after ten years of study, he still only knows the Two Elements Trapping Evil Formation. Qiu Lan has a four-inch spiritual root, and she can't even draw a single Fiery Talisman properly. And you still have the nerve to praise her? What's this kid's name?"

The Taoist priest with four eyebrows looked displeased, but he still respectfully repeated, "His name is Li Feng."

Lei Jian said calmly, "A six-inch spiritual root is a bit better than the two useless disciples you took in before. Even if he can draw lightning explosion talismans, I'm afraid the effect won't be very good."

The Taoist priest with four eyebrows took out the thunder explosion talisman that Li Feng had drawn earlier from his sleeve and handed it over.

Lei Jian took the fragment of the talisman, held it between two fingers wrapped in white cloth, and brought it close to his eyes to examine it.

"The quality is very poor. It's obviously a half-baked product. You need to correct this in the future and not embarrass your school."

Just as Lei Jian finished speaking, he saw Qiu Sheng walk out of the room.

Qiu Sheng's chest bruises had just been treated with ointment, and his face looked terrible.

"Qiusheng".

When Lei Jian called Qiu Sheng's name, Qiu Sheng was struck as if by lightning, immediately stood up straight, and gave an embarrassed smile.

"Master Uncle."

Lei Jian walked up to Qiu Sheng and looked down at him.

The two were almost a head taller than each other. Qiu Sheng looked like a rabbit being watched by an eagle in front of him, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"I heard that the ghost from last night was one you let go?"

Qiu Sheng forced a smile: "It's my fault, I was just careless."

Lei Jian coldly said, "I don't want to hear your explanation. Thirty-four ghosts escaped, thirty-seven ghosts were devoured by Gu Zhenren, and Black and White Impermanence were almost punished with nine thousand Yin Whips because of you. Si Mei had to use the Soul-Soothing Incantation and the Guiding Lamp to suppress this matter. Wasn't this disaster caused by you?"

Qiu Sheng lowered his head in shame: "This disciple knows he was wrong."

Lei Jian coldly said, "Since your master has already punished you, it would be overstepping my bounds for me to punish you again. I can give you a chance to make amends."

"Master Gu has thirty-seven ghost Gu puppets. Each puppet is made by devouring the soul cores of ghosts with Soul-Devouring Gu. These puppets are similar to zombies."

"To eliminate them, we must first force out their Gu worms. The only thing that can restrain the ghost Gu is the coffin fungus that grows inside the zombie coffin."

A collective gasp filled the courtyard, and several of the younger Taoist priests showed fear on their faces.

Li Feng frowned and asked Qiu Lan in a low voice, "Senior Sister, what exactly is coffin fungus?"

Qiu Lan's face turned pale, and she answered softly, "Coffin fungus is an extremely yin substance that only grows on the coffin boards of zombies that are over a hundred years old."

"It is not an ordinary fungus, but a spiritual creature that is born from the fusion of the corpse energy of zombies and the yin energy of coffin wood. Coffin fungus can absorb all yin and evil energy. The origin of the ghost puppet is a soul core condensed from yin energy. When it encounters coffin fungus, it will be drained of its yin energy and turn into a pile of waste shells."

"But coffin fungus is extremely difficult to collect. It only grows in the coffins of the most vicious zombies. If the corpse energy in the coffin is even slightly weak, it will not survive. Moreover, coffin fungus will dissolve when exposed to light. It must be harvested at midnight when the yin energy is at its strongest and sealed in a jade box. If you are not careful, all your efforts will be wasted."