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

Chapter 59
The most unreliable thing in a person is the mouth. The survivors of Renjia Town will naturally spread the word.

And in this world, people who like to talk are more than just people?
Ghosts can also talk, and if they are also talkative, they will naturally tell their own kind what they see.

The town of Renjia was almost wiped out overnight. For such a bizarre incident, not to mention the three surrounding villages, even the county seat may have gotten news.

It is not impossible for the news to spread to farther places.

Renjia Town is very large and prosperous, and there are many businessmen passing by.Such a long time has passed, and during this period, if a traveling businessman happened to pass by and saw Renjia Town in ruins, it would be very normal to spread the news with embellishments on the way to travel north and south.

What's more, passers-by may walk into the town to check it out out of curiosity.

As for the end, it is obvious.

Flash forward five days.

Zhao Ying walked around the hills around Renjia Town every day, holding Shi Jian's compass, and tried out the Feng Shui methods obtained from Shi Jian's memory information one by one.

Watch the mountains, watch the water, and set the cave.

Shi Jian has studied these methods that Maoshan Taoists must learn for half his life and understands them quite thoroughly.Zhao Ying obtained the information in his memory and became a master of the theory school. After practicing it a few times, he barely got into the door.

Although I can't guarantee that I can see it accurately every time, but I can already see the doorway of some mountain crypts.

What he said was clear and straight, even if he misunderstood, people who don't know how to do it can definitely find no faults.

During this period of time, the information in the Black Skull's Broken Palm was finally analyzed, and the results obtained included a systematic necromancy technique, and a fundamental method of using corpses to send ghosts and cast ghosts.

It's just that the information on the fundamental method of casting the yin body is incomplete and completely disorganized. There is only the trick of sending the ghost to the body, and there is no subsequent method.

These two kinds of techniques are actually fundamental methods, and they need to gather the power of the source to use them.Undead spells need to condense the power of the dead, and casting the Yin body is based on the power of the dead. Zhao Ying can't practice as usual at all, so he has to find another way.

Both of these two types of methods work hard on the soul and use the bones as their sustenance.Zhao Ying already had an idea, and he planned to combine it with the Maoshan technique in Shi Jian's memory, and create his own Taoism with the [Bone Extraction and Corpse Guarding Method].

This did not happen overnight.

The road is long and long.

Zhao Ying dug a hole on the wall of a mountain, and the hole penetrated from the side to the bottom of the dragonfly's water hole.Standing at the entrance of the cave, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Renjia Town.

He hid himself at the entrance of the cave, and it was halfway up the mountain, so it was not easy for outsiders to see him.

Thanks to the sharpness of the bone tools, cutting stones is like piercing rotten soil. He also has great strength and can fly with the bone wings without much effort.If another person wants to dig a hole in the middle of the mountain, he will not be able to do it for a year or so.

After making a good hiding place, he would draw evil spirits to refine his form in the cave every day, and from time to time sort out the Taoism information obtained from Shi Jian, and extract the Taoism that can be used by him.

Not all Maoshan techniques are talisman spells, there are also some Taoist techniques that can cultivate the climate by themselves without the help of ghosts and gods.

Zhao Ying needs exactly these.

For example, invoking souls and asking rice, you can use talismans to cast spells, and you can also use other methods.Even a mortal can cast spells as long as he knows the specific steps and tools needed.

With the evolution of the times, practice has become more and more difficult. Nowadays, there are very few practitioners who have great supernatural powers, and they all study these side-by-side techniques extremely thoroughly.Some people who are ignorant and incompetent even have no fundamental method at all, and they can cast spells and make mischief directly with the help of specific tools, consuming qi, blood and lifespan.

It's half a month in a trance.

Today, Zhao Ying was standing at the entrance of the cave watching.This is something he does every day.Watching it three times a day, there is absolutely nothing missing.Always grasp the direction of the spread of the shady soil and the area of ​​growth.

It has been a full 20 days since he last watched closely. The diameter of this shady soil has increased by at least 50 meters, and the area increased in all directions is not insignificant.

The shade has spread to the edge of the jungle outside the town.

Zhao Ying was secretly calculating in her heart how long it would take for the dark soil to spread to the top of the mountain where she was, when a figure suddenly appeared in her sight.

The man was standing under the shade of a tree, not far from the edge of the shade.

He was covered in a black robe and held a bone stick in his hand. He looked quite similar to the third master Huang, but Zhao Ying could be sure that this person was definitely not the third master Huang, because he was younger than the third master Huang. He was nearly half a head shorter, and his bone staff was much longer than Sanye Huang.

Before he could take a closer look, the man suddenly disappeared into the jungle and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Ying stood at the entrance of the cave without moving, and his eyes didn't shift a bit. He felt for no reason that someone would come again today.

After about half a stick of incense, a group of people really appeared in sight.

"what!"

Zhao Ying was a little surprised when he saw this group of people.

He actually saw acquaintances among the group of people, and there were more than one.

Qiu Sheng, Ren Tingting, Uncle Jiu.

Besides them, there were five other people, four middle-aged men who were younger than Uncle Jiu, and an old man with white beard and white hair in Taoist robes.

Everyone followed the old man, as if he was the leader.

Just as Zhao Ying's gaze fell on the old man, before he could see his face clearly, he saw that the old man suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look in his direction.

Zhao Ying's heart skipped a beat, she quickly retracted her head, and her whole body was stuck to the stone wall at the entrance of the cave to hide her figure.

"He found me!"

Down the mountain.

A group of people following the old man saw that the old man stopped suddenly and stared at a mountain with fixed eyes, all of them were puzzled.

"Master...?"

"On that mountain, something is watching us." Before the person who asked the question finished speaking, the white-haired old man raised his hand and pointed.

As soon as he spoke, the seven people behind him raised their eyes to look in the direction he pointed.

After watching for a while, a middle-aged man suddenly laughed and said: "It must be the mountain spirits, wild monsters, ghosts and ghosts who have seen the popularity and are eager to try. It's just a life-and-death thing. If you dare to approach, don't let the uncle do it, and the disciple will do it for you."

This man's appearance is not outstanding, but he has a pair of red eyebrows that are different from ordinary people. The roots are all red, clustered together like two burning fire clouds.

The white-haired old man heard the words and said casually: "I, Maoshan Nine Ways of Dharma, you have obtained a sacred fire order. In recent years, the nature of harmony has become more and more domineering. It seems that you have cultivated climate. How many levels have you practiced in the nine changes?"

The middle-aged man said honestly: "The third level, has condensed the energy and spirit into one, and can emit samadhi fire."

The white-haired old man showed admiration, "That's right, if you work hard, you will become the true flame of samadhi. With your talent, it shouldn't be difficult to surpass that bastard Shi Jian in the future."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed at the same time.

Their expressions didn't change before, but when the white-haired old man said the name "Shi Jian", they changed at the same time.

The middle-aged man with red eyebrows didn't want to answer, but the eyes of the white-haired old man fell on him at some point.

His eyes were burning and meaningful.

His heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed secretly: "Master uncle is joking, this disciple's morality is far worse than senior brother's."

The white-haired old man took a deep look at him, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through his heart: "The words are insincere! Practicing the sacred fire makes people so fierce, how can they be willing to be second to others. You... are you thinking of me?"

He asked a question, and without waiting for the red-browed middle-aged man to answer, he said in a cold voice: "It's ridiculous. Although Shi Jian is my disciple, since he became an evil way and killed his fellow disciples, he is no longer Maoshan's elder brother. He is no longer my disciple."

The white-haired old man looked around and swept over everyone: "Although my character is domineering, I am not unreasonable. You juniors, in the past, each of you hid your true skills, not because you were afraid I don't have the capacity to tolerate others, I am afraid that you will surpass Shi Jian and hinder him from succeeding Maoshan as the head teacher?"

His tone suddenly changed, and he sternly reprimanded: "It's ridiculous, stupid. I did like Shi Jian to take over as the head teacher of Maoshan, but I hope that he can inherit this position by his own ability. I am protecting my shortcomings, but you Ask yourself when did I help him suppress you? Each one of them doesn't practice Taoism properly and spends his time trying to figure out people's hearts. They are so confused."

Everyone dared not answer the words, and listened obediently to the training with their heads down.

Ren Tingting and Qiusheng, two juniors, saw that the five elders all looked like this, and they dared not show their air.

They have already taken care of this master uncle's temper along the way.

Moody, elusive, and extremely domineering.

He also practiced the Lightning and Thunder Fist, but his accomplishments were ten times more terrifying than Shi Jian's.There is no need to use the Tiangang Suppressing Evil Formation, just a simple move can have the power of Shi Jian with the help of the large formation.

Just a single thunder whip can blow up a hill.

"Humph."

The white-haired old man gave a cold snort to them, suddenly waved his hand casually, and suddenly saw the flash of lightning, a thunder whip grew wildly, and it grew to a length of one mile in no time, and shot towards the entrance of the cave where Zhao Ying stood just now.

Everyone was startled by the movement, and as soon as they moved their eyes, they heard a loud bang in their ears.

Thunder whips fell, electric sparks shot out, mountains and rocks collapsed into dust, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.The hard rocks were destroyed under the lightning.

"Thunderbolt inside and out."

When the red-browed middle-aged man saw the thunder whip spreading a mile away, his red eyebrows raised and he blurted out.

Whipping thunder inside and outside is the famous stunt of the white-haired old man. He has practiced the lightning rushing thunder boxing to a superb level. He can gather the bursting lightning into a bunch and hit wherever he points. Good name - whip thunder inside and outside.

In other words, the strike range of his Lightning and Thunder Fist can reach one mile away, and it can be struck in an instant.

If you can't run five or six hundred meters in an instant, you don't even think about completely avoiding his thunder whip.

The rocks shattered into countless dust and flew down, Zhao Ying's camouflage at the entrance of the cave was completely ineffective, and a huge cave entrance halfway up the mountain was faintly visible in the dust and smoke flying in the sky.

"There are holes."

There was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes, and before the dust cleared, he saw the entrance of the cave.

"Good skill, who can make such a big cave on the mountainside?"

"I'm afraid there is a powerful monster."

"Senior brother Lin, you have been in this area for many years, do you know that there is a cave on the mountainside?"

The other three middle-aged people spoke out one after another.

Uncle Jiu pondered: "I have never seen it before, and I have never heard of it. There are many private houses on this mountain, and there is fertile soil at the bottom of the mountain, which is often cultivated by people. Logically... it is impossible for no one to discover it for so many years."

The white-haired old man stared at the cave sharply, and said loudly: "What are you talking about? Go up and have a look. If there are evil spirits hiding, they will be killed."

"These scourges are endless, and they must not stay in the world. If you see one...kill one."

(End of this chapter)