Siheyuan: I have a multi-dimensional chat group!

Ren Weiyong: "I tried it out, and apart from lightning magic, I can release most of the Dao techniques smoothly! Moreover, the power is no different from that of ordinary Daoists!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "So, in that sense, the Yin energy in Mr. Ren's body is actually about the same as our true energy and Chu Lan's Qi!"

Ren Weiyong: "Although the attributes are different, their uses are similar!"

Because he was going to help the Maoshan Sect this time, Ren Weiyong exchanged all his remaining points for training time in the training ground, just to be on the safe side, and then entered the training ground to train for a while.

The spiritual energy in the training ground is automatically adjusted according to the cultivator's needs.

For example, when Han Li entered the training ground, it was filled with spiritual energy.

As Ren Weiyong entered, the training ground was filled with Yin energy.

In short, no matter what kind of cultivation method you practice, the training ground can ensure that your cultivation speed is normal, just like when you are cultivating.

When Ren Weiyong came out of the training ground, the silver light on his body had turned golden.

"This training ground truly lives up to its reputation!" Feeling the power surging within his body, Ren Weiyong couldn't help but think to himself, "It seems I'll soon be able to advance to the Golden Armor Corpse!"

Several days later, one afternoon, just as Ren Weiyong was lying in the coffin cultivating, the sky suddenly darkened.

Large patches of dark clouds appeared in the sky, brewing thunder.

Ren Weiyong, with a sudden flash of inspiration, knew that this was his tribulation!

If you survive this, your strength will increase greatly; if you fail, you will die and your soul will perish!

Ren Weiyong quickly emerged from the coffin, ran out of the mortuary, and headed towards the distant barren mountains.

Although the tribulation lightning was directed at him personally, its power would definitely affect everything around him; at the very least, the mortuary would be destroyed.

Ren Weiyong had already regarded the mortuary as his own territory, so naturally he wouldn't stand idly by and watch it be affected by his tribulation.

Uncle Nine, who was looking through ancient books in the house, noticed that the sky outside had suddenly turned dark. He quickly went out of the room to check the situation outside.

When he saw the dark clouds in the sky, Uncle Nine couldn't help but show a shocked expression: "Tribulation clouds? Who is undergoing tribulation? Renjia Town actually has such a monstrous talent lurking there?"

From the dark clouds in the sky, Uncle Nine could tell at a glance that it was an alien undergoing tribulation, not someone ascending to heaven.

Human cultivators only experience tribulation lightning upon ascension, while other races face tribulation lightning with each breakthrough after reaching a high level of cultivation.

The power of the lightning tribulation will vary depending on the good and evil deeds of the being undergoing the tribulation.

Although the lightning tribulation in the sky was powerful at this moment, it was only a minor tribulation.

This means that the person undergoing tribulation has not done anything immoral or harmful.

As the lightning tribulation that had been brewing for so long finally descended, Uncle Nine also confirmed the location of the person undergoing the tribulation: "It looks like it's over at Flying Cloud Mountain."

Uncle Nine planned to call Ren Weiyong to go and check, but after searching around, he couldn't find any trace of Ren Weiyong.

An incredulous thought surged through Uncle Nine's mind: "Could it be..."

"Impossible, impossible!" Uncle Nine immediately dismissed the idea. "Mr. Ren's ability to cultivate into a Silver Armor Corpse is already an incredible stroke of luck. How could he possibly break through again so quickly?"

"Mr. Ren must have seen what was happening outside and went over there first. No, I have to go and see too!"

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu instructed Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to keep an eye on the house and not to wander off, and then ran towards Fei Yun Mountain.

Meanwhile, Ren Weiyong, enduring the lightning tribulation, drank the large red bottle he had bought from the group's online store.

With his already formidable physique and the healing potion, Ren Weiyong easily survived the first wave of lightning tribulation.

Then the second wave of lightning struck.

Ren Weiyong remained unmoved, sitting naked on the ground, enjoying the baptism of the lightning tribulation.

You ask why I'm sitting naked on the ground?

Ren Weiyong was sitting on a rock at first.

But after the first bolt of lightning struck, the stone Ren Weiyong was sitting on and his clothes all turned to ashes and disappeared into the air.

Just as the second wave of tribulation was about to end, Uncle Nine arrived.

Uncle Nine was completely stunned when he saw Ren Weiyong being bathed in lightning.

"Is it really him? How could that be?"

Ren Weiyong has only been a zombie for a maximum of twenty years. Normally, he would only be a hairy zombie at most!

Moreover, this requires the consumption of the blood of one's closest relatives.

But now Ren Weiyong has never harmed any living beings, yet he is about to be promoted to a Golden Armor Corpse. Uncle Jiu doesn't know what to say!

Under the baptism of heavenly lightning, Ren Weiyong's body slowly regained its vitality, and a surge of lightning power gradually appeared within him.

However, because it was too weak, Ren Weiyong did not notice it for the time being.

The later the heavenly lightning strikes, the more powerful they become!

Therefore, Ren Weiyong also suffered serious injuries when facing the last few bolts of heavenly lightning in the third wave of tribulation.

Seeing the injuries on Ren Weiyong's body, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Ren Weiyong were to survive the tribulation unharmed, that would be truly terrifying!

However, given Ren Weiyong's recovery ability, such an injury will heal itself in no time.

With the end of the third wave of lightning tribulation, Ren Weiyong successfully survived this tribulation!

Just as the dark clouds in the sky were about to dissipate, a beam of light fell on Ren Weiyong.

Then the pale golden light emanating from Ren Weiyong's body became even more dazzling!

Moreover, the thunder power within Ren Weiyong's body has also grown considerably.

Feeling the increased lightning power within his body, Ren Weiyong couldn't help but think to himself, "Perhaps when this lightning power grows to a certain level, I might be able to use lightning magic too!"

Chapter 96: Heading to Maoshan, the Contest with the Japanese Begins! (Please Subscribe!)

At the same time, seeing that Ren Weiyong had successfully survived the tribulation, Uncle Nine also came up and cautiously asked, "Mr. Ren?"

Because Ren Weiyong was somewhat disfigured by the lightning strike and had not fully recovered, that's why Uncle Nine asked that question.

"What? Feng Jiao, you don't recognize me after just a short time apart?"

Upon hearing the way he was addressed, Uncle Nine was certain that the person in front of him was Ren Weiyong.

Looking at the faint golden light emanating from Ren Weiyong's body, Uncle Nine still asked incredulously, "Mr. Ren, have you advanced to the Golden Armor Corpse level?"

"Yes!" Ren Weiyong nodded. "We were supposed to spar with the Japanese, so just to be on the safe side, I'm going to improve my strength just in case!"

As Ren Weiyong spoke, he took a piece of clothing out of his backpack in the chat group and put it on.

Even though he's a zombie, Ren Weiyong still isn't used to walking around naked outside.

Uncle Jiu began to feel nervous upon hearing Ren Weiyong's shameless words.

After all, Uncle Nine will also have to appear in the battle against the Japanese later!

Now that Ren Weiyong is so actively preparing as an assistant, even Uncle Jiu feels a little ashamed.

So Uncle Nine decided that after returning home, he would prepare properly for the upcoming battle against the Japanese!

On the way back to the mortuary, Ren Weiyong looked at Uncle Jiu and asked, "Feng Jiao, did Sect Leader Lin send you a message? When exactly will the competition with the Japanese take place?"

"My senior master hasn't sent me a message yet; he's probably still communicating with the Japanese!" Uncle Nine said after thinking for a moment.

Ren Weiyong nodded: "Feng Jiao, remember to let me know as soon as possible after Sect Leader Lin sends you the letter!"

"Of course! After all, we still need Mr. Ren's help this time!" Uncle Nine said with a smile.

In the days that followed, Ren Weiyong spent his time familiarizing himself with his own power and studying how to unleash Maoshan Taoist magic.

As for Uncle Nine, he was constantly making talismans inside the house.

Uncle Nine knew very well that it would be difficult for him to improve his strength by one level in a short period of time, just like Ren Weiyong.

Therefore, making more talismans to enhance one's combat power would be a more suitable alternative.

Finally, Lin Chutian's paper crane message arrived!

Inform Ren Weiyong and Uncle Jiu to go to Maoshan as soon as possible.

After receiving Lin Chutian's notification, Uncle Nine and Ren Weiyong immediately took a carriage to Maoshan.

Under Ren Weiyong's powerful financial offensive of changing horses but not people, the two arrived at Maoshan at top speed.

It's fortunate that Uncle Nine usually pays attention to physical exercise; otherwise, even if he could reach Maoshan by rushing like this, he would be exhausted!

Looking at the gate of the Maoshan Sect, Ren Weiyong felt a mix of emotions.

The Maoshan Sect's mountain gate wasn't particularly grand, but its spiritual energy was much richer compared to other places.

It's not hard to imagine that if it weren't for the fact that we are now in the Dharma-ending Age, this place would definitely be a blessed land.

"Fengjiao, we've already entered the Maoshan Sect's gate, but we still can't see anyone?" Ren Weiyong asked Uncle Jiu after walking for a long time without seeing anyone.

Uncle Nine explained to Ren Weiyong, "Mr. Ren, we are currently in the Dharma-ending Age, and there are already few cultivators. Moreover, we are currently in a time of chaos and evil spirits wreaking havoc on the world, so most of the Maoshan disciples have left the mountains to cultivate in the world, which is why this is the case."

Ren Weiyong nodded after listening.

The two continued walking and arrived at a grand hall.

Uncle Nine went up and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Soon, Lin Chutian's voice came from inside.

The door opened, and Lin Chutian looked at Ren Weiyong and Uncle Jiu, saying with some surprise, "Mr. Ren, Feng Jiao, I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly!"

"Finish this quickly so we can go home!"

Ren Weiyong's words gave the impression that he wasn't fighting the Japanese to the death, but rather going to the market to buy groceries.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chutian smiled calmly and said, "In that case, I will inform the Japanese from the foot of the mountain to come and compete in magic, and I also invite my fellow disciples to come and witness this!"

Then, looking at Uncle Nine, she asked, "Feng Jiao, how are your preparations going?"

Uncle Nine pulled out a stack of talismans from his pocket and patted them in his hand: "Sect Master Uncle, I just don't know if these two hundred Five Thunder Talismans will be enough!"

Looking at Uncle Nine's smug expression, Lin Chutian felt an urge to punch him.

The following day, the Japanese who came to challenge them and the other Kyushu compatriots who came to observe the ceremony arrived at the Maoshan Sect's council hall.

While receiving them, Lin Chutian sent someone to inform Uncle Jiu and Ren Weiyong, instructing them to go to the martial arts arena to prepare for the competition with the Japanese.

At this moment, in the guest room of the Maoshan Sect, Uncle Nine was asking Ren Weiyong for advice: "Mr. Ren, how can I break through to a higher level more quickly?"

Ren Weiyong looked at Uncle Jiu with disgust, making Uncle Jiu feel uncomfortable all over.

“Feng Jiao, I’m a zombie, not a Taoist priest. How would I know how you can break through faster?” Ren Weiyong said to Uncle Jiu with a smile. “How about you let me take a bite, and I’ll teach you how to absorb Yin energy?”

Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment. After spending so much time together, he had almost forgotten that Ren Weiyong was a zombie.

The main problem is that Ren Weiyong doesn't have any of the characteristics of a zombie; he neither sucks blood nor kills people.

And you even have the nerve to call yourself a zombie?

They're cultivating Taoist practices faster than I am!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Senior Brother Lin, the Japanese have arrived! The sect leader has instructed me to inform you to go to the training grounds!"

Upon hearing the announcement from the Maoshan disciples outside the door, Uncle Nine's entire demeanor sharpened: "Alright! I'll be right there!"

He then said to Ren Weiyong, "Mr. Ren, lie down in the coffin! I'll have someone carry you over!"

"From this moment on, you are the ancestral treasure of our Maoshan Sect's corpse-driving lineage!"

Since this was something that had been discussed beforehand, Ren Weiyong didn't object and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, I don't have any connections in the cultivation world of Kyushu, so I don't need these empty titles!

As Ren Weiyong lay down in the coffin prepared by Lin Chutian, Uncle Jiu called for help to carry the coffin to the training ground.

At this moment, Maoshan disciples, Japanese, and cultivators who came to observe the ceremony all gathered at the Maoshan Sect's martial arts arena.

Upon seeing Uncle Nine's appearance, everyone began to discuss it animatedly.

"He's here. He's here! This must be Lin Jiu, right? I heard he's representing Maoshan in this competition!"

"Yes, that's him! Among the 64th generation disciples of the Maoshan Sect, his strength is second only to Shi Jian and Zhaixing Daoren. He should have no problem dealing with the Japanese!"

"Since the Maoshan Sect has even more powerful disciples, why not send them to fight?"