Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

After a night of cultivation, Lin Bei's injuries had greatly improved, but the blood essence on his tongue left him feeling groggy for a long time.

The essence blood from the tip of a cultivator's tongue consists of nine drops, each one extremely precious and slow to recover from; using it can easily damage one's cultivation energy.

At this moment, Lin Bei began to experience these aftereffects; his face was slightly pale and his steps were unsteady!

Lin Bei was still not recovered when the sun rose; he was extremely weak.

As he slowly walked downstairs, he saw a bowl of hot porridge, two steamed buns, and a dish of pickled vegetables on the table.

The old manor owner stood beside Pan, watching him with a smile.

"Young Taoist priest, you're up. Come and have some breakfast."

Lin Bei, smelling the delicious aroma, couldn't help but swallow hard. "Thank you very much, sir!"

He picked up the bowl of porridge, took a sip, and felt a warm sensation in his stomach.

"Grandpa, your cooking skills are quite good."

The old manor owner laughed and said, "Poor people only know this simple food."

Lin Bei finished the porridge in a few gulps and ate a steamed bun, feeling a bit more energy back.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and walked into the yard.

Last night's fight left the yard in a mess; several pieces of the coffin lid were broken, the offering table was overturned, and the incense burner was rolling on the ground.

The old manor owner is already cleaning up; he's picking up the broken coffin boards so they can be used as firewood!

Lin Bei went over to help, "Grandpa, are the people in these coffins alright?"

The old manor owner shook his head: "They're just staying here temporarily. After those ghosts caused trouble last night, they all hid. Now that the sun is out, they definitely won't come out."

Lin Bei nodded and helped the old manor owner clean up the courtyard.

After tidying up, the old manor owner brewed a pot of tea, and the two sat under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, chatting casually.

"Young Taoist priest, you're so young yet so skilled. Your master must be incredibly powerful!"

Lin Bei chuckled: "My master is Shi Jian, the chief disciple of the Maoshan Sect, known as the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King. Have you heard of him, sir?"

The old manor lord's eyes lit up: "Shi Jian? Your master is the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King Shi Jian?"

"You know?"

"I know, I know!" The old manor lord nodded excitedly. "Although I am just a caretaker of the mortuary, I have been in the martial arts world for decades and have heard of the Maoshan Sect."

Master Shi Jian, the senior disciple of the Maoshan Sect, possesses peak cultivation as a geomancer and is known as the Thunder and Lightning King, having slain countless demons and monsters.

"Young Taoist priest, are you a disciple of Taoist Master Shi Jian?"

Lin Bei nodded slightly, and said with a hint of pride, "That's right, I am his personal disciple!"

The old manor owner gave a thumbs up: "No wonder, no wonder! A great teacher produces a great student!"

Lin Bei was a little embarrassed by the praise and scratched his head.

"Grandpa, don't flatter me. I was almost killed by that ghost last night. If I hadn't held back, my body would be cold by now!"

The old manor lord laughed heartily: "It's already good enough that you can win. That ghost is a three-hundred-year-old vengeful spirit. How old are you? Eighteen?"

Lin Bei smiled and nodded, "Eighteen!"

"If word gets out that an eighteen-year-old can fight a three-hundred-year-old vengeful ghost, the entire cultivation world will be shaken."

"Is your Maoshan Sect about to produce a prodigy?"

Lin Bei smiled brightly, revealing a set of white teeth, and said, "Keep praising me! I love hearing it!"

Then he remembered what the male ghost had said last night: the old manor lord's wife's soul had been captured.

"Grandpa, is your wife's spirit... still in their hands?"

The old manor lord's smile froze instantly, and his face darkened.

"Yes, the male ghost said that as long as I obediently listen to him, he will not disturb my wife's soul. I dare not ask or look for him, for fear of angering them."

At this point, the old manor lord couldn't help but shed tears!

Lin Bei stood up: "Do you know where the soul is being held?"

The old manor lord shook his head: "I don't know, that male ghost never tells me."

Lin Bei thought for a moment, then took out the compass that Shi Jian had given him from his bundle. This compass had the effect of finding souls and ghosts, but his condition was not very good at the moment.

"Old man, you must know where that vengeful ghost's lair is!"

The old manor lord hesitated for a moment, then said, "This old man does indeed know!"

"That's good. I'll have to trouble you for three more days, old man, until I regain my magical power. After that, you can take me to see the lair of the evil spirits."

"I suspect your wife's spirit is hiding in its lair!"

The old manor lord nodded excitedly, "Very well, thank you very much, young Taoist priest!"

After saying that, he walked to the backyard. There were a few old hens in the mortuary, which he could slaughter to nourish the young Taoist priest!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Bei was full of energy again.

"Old man, please take me to the lair of the vengeful spirit!"

The old manor lord nodded excitedly and led Lin Bei out of the mortuary and towards the back mountain.

After walking for about 15 minutes, the two arrived at the front of a cave.

The entrance to the cave wasn't large, only about the height of a person, and it was pitch black; you couldn't see anything inside.

A chilling aura emanated from the cave, sending a shiver down the spine of the old manor lord!

Lin Bei raised the compass, poured his magic power into it, and the pointer on the compass spun around a few times, pointing towards the cave entrance.

"This is it."

Lin Bei took out an exorcism talisman from his bundle, held it between his fingers, and walked into the cave.

The cave was pitch black; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Lin Bei made a hand seal with his left hand, and a white light shone from his fingertips.

"Heaven and earth, in their natural order, disperse all impurities!"

The white CD player dispelled the surrounding yin energy. The cave wasn't deep; after walking a dozen steps, we reached the end.

In a corner at the far end of the cave, there were several skeletons piled up, with a small wooden box next to them.

Lin Bei walked over, picked up the wooden box, and opened it.

Inside were several small porcelain bottles and a bronze mirror, the back of which was engraved with numerous runes.

"Heh, there's an unexpected bonus!"

Lin Bei smiled and casually picked up the bronze mirror. He poured his magic power into it, and the mirror lit up with a faint light.

The light revealed the blurry figure of an old woman, with gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a vacant look in her eyes.

"Sir, look, isn't this your spouse?"

The old manor lord came closer, and after just one glance, tears streamed down his face.

"It's...it's her...it's definitely her..."

Lin Bei carefully put the bronze mirror away and placed it in his bundle.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I will find a way to release her soul."

The old manor owner wiped away his tears and repeatedly expressed his gratitude!

The two returned to the mortuary, where Lin Bei took out the bronze mirror and examined it carefully.

This bronze mirror is a mid-grade magical artifact. Although its grade is not high, it has a strong ability to bind souls.

The vengeful ghost had trapped the soul of the old manor lord's wife inside this bronze mirror, using it to blackmail him.

Lin Bei thought for a moment, placed the bronze mirror on the table, and made a hand seal with both hands.

"By imperial decree, the souls of the deceased are delivered. May their spirits return to their rightful place and be reborn in the Pure Land."

A beam of golden light shot out from Lin Bei's fingertip and struck the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror trembled violently, and a dense aura of yin energy burst forth.

Then a ghost floated out of the bronze mirror and condensed in the air into the shape of an old woman.

The old woman looked blankly at Lin Bei, then at the old manor lord.

Upon seeing his wife's spirit, the old manor owner burst into tears and knelt down with a thud.

"My dear wife, you've suffered so much..."

The old woman looked at the old manor lord, and a glimmer of light gradually appeared in her eyes.

"Old man...where am I?"

"Sir, I am now sending your wife to the underworld; her soul cannot linger in the mortal realm!"

Lin Bei stood up, made hand seals, and muttered incantations.

"By the Supreme Lord's decree, may your lonely soul be liberated from the five sufferings and reborn in a good realm. So be it!"

A golden light shot out from Lin Bei's hand, enveloping the old woman, and a path connecting Yin and Yang appeared in front of her.

The old woman's soul was enveloped in golden light, gradually becoming transparent. She took one last, reluctant look at the old manor lord before embarking on her journey to the underworld.

The old manor owner knelt on the ground, looking in the direction where his wife had disappeared, tears streaming down his face.

"My dear... my dear, may you rest in peace... let us be husband and wife again in the next life..."