Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 1 Learning Taoism with a heart

At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China.

Renjia Town, Yangcheng, Zhaoji Coffin Shop.

Moon to midday.

The backyard wing is still burning with lights.

There is one person sitting at a square table.

The man rested his chin with his ten fingers, sitting motionless like a statue.The dim light of fire floated on his face, and there was no wave in his eyes.

He was so quiet, as if he had just died.

This man was in his twenties, with neat hair and a tall and handsome figure.His brows are like knives, and his brows are cold, making people feel that his heart is harder than stone.

The majestic figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist seems to possess courage beyond the reach of ordinary people.

A black bunt, cloth shoes and white socks.

Looking at the face, it is not considered outstanding.But because he has a brave spirit that cannot be ignored, it adds a lot to him for no reason.

This person's name is Zhao Ying, he has been good at martial arts since he was a child, he has learned boxing and kicking in the town's martial arts gym for several years, and he has great strength.

He is also the owner of this coffin shop.

Since his old parents had passed away in the past two years, leaving him alone, the family business fell into his hands.

However, he is not as simple as the surface.

He is a traveler.

It has been more than twenty years since he was reborn in the womb of his mother.

Perhaps because of the mystery of the womb, the memory has been ignorant and he has not found himself.It wasn't until he closed the shop tonight and knocked his head on the coffin board that he completely awakened his past life.

As soon as the memory of the two lives cleared up, he found that he had changed his world in this life.The place where he is now is actually the ghostly fantasy world of zombies in the memory of his previous life.

A world of mysterious Taoism and evil spirits.

There are immortals and gods above, and Yin Cao below.

There are zombies, ghosts, and evil spirits making trouble in the world.It was a time of troubled times, wars broke out in Kyushu, warlords ruled the Quartet, and warlocks and horse bandits caused disasters.

Secondly, there are other characters that he is already familiar with in his previous life.

Zombie Daoist Lin Jiu, Daoist with Four Eyes, Qiusheng, Wencai...

Zhao Ying cleaned up her memory and got a general understanding of her life in this life.

Good martial arts.

Practicing hard and diligently, practicing three times in winter and three days in summer, rain and snow without rest, really practiced a good martial arts.

Among the younger generation in Renjia Town, only Qiu Sheng could barely compete with him.

Life is peaceful and stable, and there are no deadly enemies outside.

He has a commendable coffin-making skill.

"Crisis is everywhere!"

"Both zombies and evil spirits are causing disasters, and warlords rule the four directions. How can you protect yourself with just fists and kicks!"

Zhao Ying's heart shuddered.

"Renjia Town is relatively stable now. Once Mrs. Ren is unearthed, the peace of these years will be completely broken."

"At that time... disasters in Renjia Town will follow one after another."

This world is far less peaceful than in the previous life. Even if you know the future and don't have enough strength, you are not sure when you will encounter catastrophe.

In her previous life, Zhao Ying had a bold temper, but in this life, she has a good kung fu and is even more courageous.But when he thought of the dangers of this world, he still couldn't help feeling worried.

The governor has no ordinary skills, and sometimes it is more frightening than ignorance.

"Renjia Town will soon become a paradise for zombies and evil spirits."

"A few days ago, people in the town were spreading rumors that Mr. Ren's daughter returned from the provincial capital. It is estimated that the relocation of the Ren family's grave will happen in the near future."

The stable time can't last long.

"Grandfather Ren was unearthed, and he needs to absorb the blood of his blood relatives to evolve. The Ren family is in trouble. As long as I don't go out at night during that time, and the residence is covered with glutinous rice, I should be able to get through it safely."

"Trouble, behind."

Thinking of what will happen in the future, Zhao Ying's face is solemn.

The rebellion of Mrs. Ren is not a catastrophe for Ren Jiazhen.

The real calamity is the rebellion caused by Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, and the Thunder King Shi Jian revived all the walking dead in Renjia Town in order to fight against Uncle Jiu.

That's the real horror.

Although the movie did not focus on explaining the situation of the people in Renjia Town, it is conceivable that under such a big scene, even if Uncle Nine is highly skilled, it is absolutely impossible to take care of the entire Renjia Town.

"If you don't have enough strength, it's too difficult to live in peace. Renjia Town is full of disasters, and those places in Jiuquan Town are also dangerous. The plot I know is just the tip of the iceberg, and it's not enough to rely on."

"This world... may be more chaotic than I imagined."

Zhao Ying was impatient in both her lifetimes, and she never procrastinated in her actions, and she sorted out her situation in a few moments.

"People without thought, he must worry about."

"Tomorrow morning, I will prepare a generous gift and go to find Uncle Jiu to learn from him."

He secretly made up his mind.

"Being under Uncle Jiu's family, with Maoshan as your back. Even if your luck is bad in the future, your soul will return to the underworld. With Maoshan's card, maybe you can do something wrong."

No matter how you look at it, this is a worthwhile transaction.

Maoshan is well-known in this world, and it has connections with heaven and earth, and it is still a powerful practice force in the world.

As long as they can be included in the gate wall of Maoshan, they will have a backer before and after death, which is simply a huge profit.

After some deliberation, Zhao Ying made a comprehensive plan.

call.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, re-stabilized his mind, and began to carefully sort out the memories in his mind to ensure that the memories of the two lives could be completely integrated without any omissions.

……

It's going very fast.

In less than an hour, the fusion of memories came to an end.

Just as he finished digesting all the memories of this life and was about to get up and move around, there was a sudden thunderous sound in his mind.

boom.

The movement was like a thunderbolt from the sky, directly smashing into the brain.The shock made him dizzy, and his consciousness was lax for a while.

Dumbly fell on the square table.

next moment.

He felt his consciousness, as if being pulled by an inexplicable force, kept falling.

The boundless pressure hit, and the consciousness fell into the abyss.

It seems like a moment, and it seems like thousands of years.

The boundless darkness suddenly receded.

In the bright light, Zhao Ying's consciousness gradually recovered.

Here he couldn't feel his body at all, as if there was only a waking consciousness left to witness all this.

The perception also seems to be infinitely expanded, up and down, left and right, front and back, everything in this space is fully revealed in his consciousness!

"This is……"

"My sea of ​​consciousness."

By accident, he understood his situation.

"It's strange. When ordinary people close their eyes, their minds are completely dark. How can I be so bright?"

Before he could think about it, he suddenly felt a blur of consciousness, as if falling into darkness.But it only lasted for a moment, and the consciousness returned to normal again.

But at this time, under his conscious perception, a transparent phantom that looked like a human suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.At the same time, a flood of information flooded his consciousness.

[Natal supernatural power: the meaning of division. 】

[Two souls converge, the soul mutates, separates and leaves the body, and the consciousness does not disperse. 】

【The meaning is in things, and you can clearly see that everything is real. 】

[Hold your mind and stay calm, don't be moved by external objects. 】

【…】

"It turns out... I wasn't reincarnated at all, but reborn after taking my home."

"This physical body already had a soul in the mother's womb, and was born with a weak consciousness. After the body was occupied by me, his soul lacked energy to support, and his consciousness gradually dissipated. Over time, the blank soul merged with my soul, and finally mutated into a supernatural power. "

"Splitting the meaning of the spirit, the separated consciousness blends with the spirit and meaning, and will not dissipate on its own. Put it in one thing, and the consciousness will wander and gain insight, and you can gradually understand the mystery."

"Equivalent to the ability of analysis."

"And if I hold my mind, I can concentrate on it and not be moved by external objects, and I will not be fascinated."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ying withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and regained control of the physical body.Still feeling refreshed and unable to control myself.

"Hahaha……"

"With this supernatural power, the road to practice will be unimpeded."

……

Zhao Ying didn't sleep all night, and the next day it was bright, and he didn't open the shop either.After washing up in twos or threes, he took the ocean and prepared to go to the warehouse to buy a gift for apprenticeship.

"Little... Boss Zhao, what are you doing here?" On the way, an acquaintance greeted him.

Zhao Ying has lived in this town for more than 20 years, and is familiar with everyone.Everyone in the town knows that he is good at martial arts, but they have never seen him bullying others with strength. He is a good young man, so they all greet him warmly.

And half of it was his father.

His father, Zhao Housheng, was kind and thoughtful, and he got along well with his neighbors and had a good friendship.Although people are gone, we still remember some friendship.

Zhao Ying responded with a smile on his face.

Take a stroll down the street.

Zhao Ji's coffin was laid at the end of the town, some distance away from the center of the town.

About half an hour.

He bought pastries, lotus seeds, meat strips, etc., went to the restaurant to book a table, and asked them to deliver them to Yizhuang at noon, before heading out of town.

Yizhuang is a mortuary.

Site selection is extremely particular.

First, it should not be in a crowded place, so as not to cause corpses.

Second, you can't choose a place with strong yin.

Once the corpse absorbs enough yin energy, if it gets a little more yang energy, it will turn into a zombie and cause disaster to the world.

Therefore, Yizhuang is not in the town, but outside the town.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far, Zhao Ying only walked for half an hour and arrived at Yizhuang.

bang bang.

He knocked on the door of Yizhuang.

After a while, the wooden door squeaked, and a gap one person wide leaked out.

An old-fashioned head with a melon hairstyle sticks out from the crack in the door.

"Ai, Zhao Ying...why are you here?" The man said something, and then said to himself: "You are not here to compete with Qiu Sheng again, are you?"

"...Why are you mentioning so many things? Is it because you hurt him last time, so you came here to make amends?"

This person's mouth is like a cannonball, and he can't stop talking as soon as he meets him.

"I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for Uncle Jiu." Zhao Ying replied with a smile.

This person is Wencai, a disciple of Uncle Nine.

Before she regained herself, Zhao Ying often came to try hands with Qiu Sheng, and she was no stranger to this man.

"Oh, looking for Master, then come in."

Wen Cai opened the door and let Zhao Ying in.

Immediately while closing the door, he shouted loudly: "Master, Zhao Ying, who sells coffins, is looking for you."

Zhao Ying's face darkened when he just entered the door.

special.

Early in the morning, you call your master to find him who sells coffins, no luck!
Sure enough, it didn't take long to see a man with a straight eyebrow and a serious face coming out of the main room with a dark face.

First, he glared at Wen Cai viciously, shrinking his neck and squinting in fright, and then looked away, and greeted Zhao Ying.

"Xiao Zhao, are you looking for me?"

Zhao Ying stepped forward quickly, presented a gift and said, "Ninth Uncle, to tell the truth, I came here specially to apprentice this time."

"Apprenticeship?" Uncle Jiu was taken aback.

"You want to worship my master as your teacher?" Wen Cai exclaimed from the door.

"Zhao Ying is determined to learn the Tao, and I still hope that Uncle Jiu will make it happen." With a plop, Zhao Ying knelt on his knees.

"This...you get up first, and we'll talk when you enter the house." Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to signal him to get up.

Zhao Ying didn't say much, and quickly stood up.

Wen Cai watched Zhao Ying follow Uncle Jiu into the house at the door, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't know what to think of, with a silly smile on his face: "This guy has taken over the coffin shop, and he must have a lot of money. If he becomes my junior brother... ...hehe...it will cost in the future..."

"Wen Cai, why are you dawdling, why don't you bring the tea quickly?" Uncle Jiu's voice came from the main room with a thin and angry voice.

Wencai shrank his neck subconsciously with a silly smile on his face, and hurriedly said, "Here we come, here we come."

In the main room, there is a square table.Uncle Jiu sat at the head, Zhao Ying sat at the head, and the two sat facing each other.

"Xiao Zhao, you have always liked boxing and kicking kung fu, why are you suddenly interested in Mao Shanshu?" Uncle Jiu asked straight to the point.

The expression on his face was calm, Fangzheng's face was three-point serious, which made Zhao Ying completely confused about his thoughts.

"Fist and foot kung fu is all about energy and blood, and people will eventually grow old and weak. Maoshan art can cultivate life and serve ghosts and gods. Compared with it, I yearn for it more."

"I still hope Uncle Nine will be perfect." Zhao Ying got up from the stool, bowed and clasped her fists.

Uncle Jiu remained calm, contemplated for a moment and then said in a deep voice: "No busy... tell me the horoscope of your birthday first."

Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel happy, Uncle Jiu has let go, and this apprenticeship must be sure.

Even if you say the horoscope of your birthday.

"..."

Uncle Jiu didn't say a word, his brows were frowned, his face was serious, his thumbs were clasped, as if he was making calculations.At this time, Wen Cai brought up the tea and enthusiastically poured a cup for Zhao Ying.

The smiles piled up on his face were a little too eager.

Zhao Ying didn't care, and nodded at him.

Now he was concentrating on apprenticeship, all his attention was on Uncle Jiu.

Time passed by, and suddenly, a strange color flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes, his hands stopped, and his face gradually became serious.

Zhao Ying had been paying attention to him all the time, seeing this situation, her heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose.

"Could things have changed?"

Ninth Uncle's voice soon rang out: "Xiao Zhao, I have watched you grow up, and I know you well. Now that you are eating vulva, I shouldn't refuse. But..."

(End of this chapter)