The heavens start with Kung Fu Panda

Chapter 87 The power of the catastrophe doubles again (seeking the first order)
A secluded place outside Renjia Town.

Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang is located here.

After all, it is a place to park the dead, which is somewhat unlucky, and it is not good to be located in the market.

In the living room of Yizhuang, Jiang Minghao and Uncle Jiu had a good chat.

After some understanding, Jiang Minghao's heart gradually became clouded.

Although the concentration of aura in this world is not bad, it belongs to the end of the Dharma after all, the inheritance is lost, and the fairyland is lost.

There is only one hell left, but the connection between the hell and the human world is slowly being disconnected, which makes the entire practice world fall into decline.

Today, the two strongest masters in the world, one is the celestial master of Longhu Mountain, and the other is the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Both of them are at the peak of pure yuan, the same as Jiang Minghao.

As for the golden core celestial master, there has not been one in the practice world for hundreds of years.

The closest person to become an immortal was Taoist Zhang Sanfeng in the early Ming Dynasty, who was also the founder of the Wudang School.

Later, following Liu Bowen's cutting of the dragon's veins, the practice world gradually weakened, and now not only is the inheritance missing, but there is not even an authentic celestial master.

This result represented Jiang Minghao's third way to change his practice, it was broken!
Of course, at his age, even if he wanted to be a teacher, no one would accept him, so he didn't even count on the third way.

What really makes him unbearable is that as the world enters the age of Dharma, the way of heaven has greatly increased the difficulty of the catastrophe in order to survive.

Out of the previous hundred innate peaks, five or six were able to successfully overcome the tribulation.

But now among the thousand innate peaks, not even three can successfully cross the tribulation.

Exhaustion of aura + loss of inheritance + increase in the amount of catastrophe but not life.

This caused the entire practice world to fall into the bottom of the valley as if it had encountered Waterloo. Now the foundation building masters of the entire practitioner may not even have the number of double ten.

Otherwise, the majestic Shangqing Maoshan would not let Jiushu and Shi Jian, two innate third-ranks, be able to compete for the position of senior brother.

For Jiang Minghao, this news is equivalent to playing Three Kingdoms Killing. Now not only is Tian Jie drunk, but he is also wearing rattan armor.

The power of Heavenly Tribulation directly doubles, doubles, and doubles again!
At this time, Jiang Minghao had already cut off the thought of breaking through the catastrophe in this world.

"Forget it, since I can't break through in martial arts, then I will try my best to understand the way of the soul."

"I don't know how long I can stay in this world. It's best to stay for a few decades. After my spiritual cultivation reaches the third level of Chidan, I can directly return to the world of White Snake Origin and directly pass the catastrophe and become a pill."

Although it is very difficult to overcome tribulations in this world, it is not impossible to practice. He would rather stay here for decades than travel frequently and make Xiaobai Xiaoqing wait too long.

Anyway, with his strength, there is basically no danger, and it is good to nest here and practice with peace of mind.

Jiang Minghao quickly made a decision, and gradually recovered his mentality.

He is only in his 20s, and compared with his lifespan of more than 800 years, there is still a long time, so there is no need to worry.

Jiang Minghao continued to ask Uncle Jiu about the practice world.

Because of his younger age, he looks like a fledgling young man.

He didn't know much about the world of practice, so Uncle Jiu didn't doubt it.

"Master, Master, it's not good..."

Just when Jiang Minghao and Uncle Jiu were having a good conversation, suddenly Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng's anxious voices came from outside.

Uncle Jiu's face darkened, and his brows frowned slightly.

"The apprentice is stubborn, let fellow daoists laugh at him."

"It's okay, at such an age, it's rare to be able to remain reckless and impetuous."

Wencai and Qiusheng hurried in from outside.

Seeing an outsider in the room, he gave Jiang Minghao a surprised look, but he was thinking about the incense in his hand, ignored Jiang Minghao, and said to Uncle Jiu.

"Master, look quickly, how did this incense burn like this?"

"let me see……"

Seeing the incense in Wen Cai's hand, Uncle Jiu's expression changed slightly, he didn't care to teach his disciples any more, took the incense and began to look at it carefully.

"People are most afraid of three longs and two shorts, and Xiang is most afraid of two shorts and one long, and it just burns like this!"

"With this incense in the house, someone must be mourning!"

"Could it be Master Ren's house?" Wen Cai asked an extra question foolishly.

Uncle Jiu glanced at him sullenly for a while.

"Could it be this?!"

Wen Cai was speechless for a while, afraid of being scolded by his master, he hurriedly turned around and offered incense to the enshrined patriarch tablet with Qiu Sheng.

No matter what the two apprentices were muttering, Uncle Jiu slowly sat back on the chair.

"I see that when Grandpa Ren opened the coffin, the Yin Qi was soaring to the sky. It was the rhythm of the corpse transformation. This corpse was buried in the inverting body of Fuxuan for 20 years, and the degree of nourishment by Yin Qi was far more terrifying than that of ordinary zombies. Once Changing the corpse is definitely not easy, did brother Lin Dao think of any good solution?" Jiang Minghao asked from the side.

"Yeah, I'm also having a headache with this problem." Uncle Jiu rubbed his forehead with a headache, "I suggested that Master Ren be cremated on the spot, but he refused. After all, this is a family matter, and I can't force it."

"Looking at how determined he is, the fire is definitely not going to work. Now that I think about it, the best way is to find a place with good geomantic omens and bury Mr. Ren again, and hope that the earth's energy will dissolve the corpse's energy on his body over time. Bar."

Regarding Uncle Jiu's answer, Jiang Minghao had expected it a long time ago, and after hearing it, he was silent for a while.

As Uncle Jiu said, this is Master Ren's father, and it is Master Ren's family affair.

Although both he and Uncle Jiu were powerful, they couldn't just destroy his father's body for no reason, otherwise it would be too domineering and unreasonable.

As for Master Ren's refusal attitude, it is also normal.

Just like one day, a stranger suddenly told you that your father will turn into a dead body, and it is best to dig it out and burn it right now. Your first reaction is definitely not to feel dangerous, but to think "This man is a sand dollar, right? !"

That is to say, Uncle Nine is highly respected around here. Everyone knows that he is a capable person, respects him, and Master Ren is not angry.

If an ordinary person dared to say in front of Master Ren, he would burn his father's body.

Master Ren can let him know on the spot, the means of the richest man in Renjia Town!
"The best solution is to let Master Ren see the horror of his father's corpse transformation. In this way, he will beg Jiu Shu to burn his father without needing to tell Uncle Jiu."

"It just so happens that Mr. Ren will turn into a corpse soon. With my strength, he won't be able to cause any disturbances. At that time, he will just plan to 'persuade' the richest man in Renjia Town."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Although there is little hope for the second path, it is always good to accumulate more merits, and the power of calamity can be weakened a little. You don't have to suffer so much. Moreover, when you see injustices on the road, you can draw your sword to help. In line with my own morality!"

Jiang Minghao made up his mind, but remained calm on the surface.

Soon Uncle Jiu asked Wencai and Qiusheng to meet him. He and Uncle Jiu were regarded as peers, so Wencai and Qiusheng had to call him Shishu.

After Jiang Minghao cultivated to the Pure Yuan Realm, he washed his essence and cut his marrow, reborn, and his face was not old, and he remained at the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Uncle Jiu knew how powerful Master Zhuji was, but Wencai and Qiusheng didn't.

So I was very dissatisfied with his uncle who looked so young.

However, due to Uncle Jiu's majesty, he still called 'Jiang Shishu' twice.

"It's getting late now, and Fellow Daoist has just come here not long ago, why don't you just stay with me, and save yourself the trouble of going outside."

"Then next, I will bother you."

Time passed quietly in the conversation, and soon it was evening.

Finally, someone of the same kind came to be a guest, and Uncle Jiu immediately warmly asked Jiang Minghao to stay in the Yizhuang.

For Uncle Jiu's invitation, Jiang Minghao accepted unceremoniously, just now he felt that living alone was a bit cold.

　In the hodgepodge world, the timeline is bound to be disrupted, just ignore the small things

　　There will be two more
　　
　
(End of this chapter)