Journey to the West: All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 6 Maoshan Corpse Refining

"Little Master Jiangliu, you mean to exchange this divine spell for purification for my Maoshan corpse refinement technique?"

The hand of the four-eyed Taoist priest shaking the bell suddenly stopped in mid-air, his whole face was flushed, not only excited but also uncontrollably angry.

Jiang Liu couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, and then said: "If the Taoist priest prohibits the spread of Taoism and supernatural powers, the Taoist priest will treat it as if Jiang Liu didn't say it, and this cleansing mantra will be given to Jiang Liu." The Taoist priest apologizes!"

The four-eyed Taoist exhaled, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "No, I am too excited. Little master Jiangliu, you know that this is the age of the end of the Dharma. There is a lack of spiritual energy, and it is not easy to practice. The exercises I practice It has almost come to an end, and it is difficult to increase the mana. This body purification mantra, washing the body with the sun and refining the shape with the moon, is several levels stronger than the Maoshan technique I practiced, and only Maoshan's lost "Yunvxi "Divine Art" can be compared with it. If it is exchanged, it is too late for me to be grateful, how can I blame the little master!"

"So the leader agrees! Then thank you for the success!"

"Should be, should be, this is "Maoshan Corpse Refining Technique", the little master will take a look first, if you have any questions, you can ask me at any time." The four-eyed Taoist took out an old copy from the bag behind him. The thread-bound book, the pages are a little yellowed, and there are some notes and sentiments written densely inside.

According to Jiang Liu, this "corpse refining technique" in Journey to the West is only a human-level supernatural power, but the skills are not overwhelming, and Jiang Liu is not picky.

Simudao mastered the cultivation method of "Purification Mantra", and he continued to practice along the way. Under Jiang Liu's perception, the magic power on his body became stronger little by little.

In just three days, the magic power of the four-eyed Taoist priest has increased by one-tenth. This kind of talent made Jiang Liu dumbfounded, and he was extremely depressed: "The people who can practice in the end of the world are indeed geniuses! When my talent arrives in Journey to the West, my strength won't be like riding a rocket and go directly to the sky, alas! My talent is crushed in front of this supporting role, so what kind of talent is Uncle Nine!"

In just three days, the two have become very familiar with each other, and they are both teachers and friends. Jiang Liu is also immersed in Maoshan Taoism. Under the guidance of the four-eyed Taoist priest, he has made great progress in refining and driving corpses.

According to the information detected by his spiritual sense, his "Maoshan Corpse Refining Technique" has reached the point where he has just glimpsed the door, and he is only one step away from entering the hall. What is lacking now is practice.As for the Nine Heavens Thunder Dharma, Jiang Liu practiced it with all his heart, but it was really profound, and he was only a beginner. The thunder and lightning released grew from the thickness of a hair to the thickness of a thread, and when it hit the human body, it could make people numb all over.

"With my current strength, within the plot shown in the film, the only thing that can pose a threat to me is the zombie transformed by the old man Ren, and it is the iron-armored corpse in the later stage. That female ghost is not much threat. If Ren The old master refined it for my use, and returned to the world of Journey to the West with a sliver of self-protection strength." Jiang Liu had already analyzed the plot thoroughly in his heart, and then calculated his possible gains. Naturally, Uncle Jiu's Taoism is indispensable. , my main target is the zombie that the old man turned into.

Three days later, at dawn, the two of them and the eight zombies finally came to the town where Uncle Jiu lived. In front of them was a small dilapidated green brick courtyard, but it wasn't exactly the Yizhuang where Uncle Jiu lived.

Simu Taoist smiled awkwardly and said: "Jiang Liu, don't look at this dilapidated Yizhuang, but my ninth senior brother is a master, you want to learn the way of talismans in Maoshan, it is best to find my ninth senior brother !"

"Mountains are not high, there are immortals, there are immortals; water is not deep, there are dragons, there are dragons. I am a layman who judges people by their appearance!"

"If a mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. I, Lin Jiuke, should not be so appreciative." As soon as the words fell, the wooden door of Yizhuang was opened, making a "creaking" sound , a middle-aged man with gray hair and thick eyebrows appeared in front of him.

Simu Daochang introduced: "Senior Brother Nine, come here, let me introduce you, this is the little master Jiang Liu from Qianlong Temple in Kunlun Mountains, I met in Guangxi, he is good at using thunder, um... He is also proficient in refining corpses and expelling corpses. This is the Ninth Senior Brother I mentioned along the way, Master Lin Jiudao..."

"Master Lin Jiu, be polite, Xiaodao Jiangliu!"

Uncle Jiu returned the salute, and then carefully looked at Jiang Liu from head to toe, and said in surprise: "You are so young, but you have such magic power! It's unimaginable, really unimaginable!"

It is really hard to imagine, you must know that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, the two apprentices of Uncle Nine, are not young, but they have mastered seven orifices and six orifices on the way of cultivation.
"What's unimaginable? Senior brother, look at me!" The four-eyed priest laughed like a chrysanthemum.

"You? Impossible... Impossible... It's only been a few months, and your cultivation level is already close to mine. Could it be that you have practiced some evil technique?" Uncle Jiu frowned.

"The so-called reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, senior brother, you have lived in the town for almost 20 years... Tsk tsk..." The four-eyed priest shook his head with disdain on his face.

"Just say I'm a frog in a well... let's talk about it first!"

Although Yizhuang is just a courtyard, it is very big, and the courtyard is also very big.Among them, the wing rooms on the left and right sides live in, and the main room in the middle is used to worship the undead and store the corpses.The four-eyed Taoist priest directed the zombie to stand against the wall, and then took three sticks of incense to worship the many ranks enshrined in the hall.

Jiang Liu looked around, and there were more than a dozen coffins on one side, and a simple bed on the other side, on which a young man was still sound asleep, snoring slightly.

"Wencai, Wencai, it's time to get up!" Uncle Jiu was a little embarrassed, and walked over to wake him up.

"Master! It's not yet dawn! What are you doing up so early? I'll go back to sleep again..." This young man with a pothead looked a little dazed. He was Uncle Jiu's apprentice, Wen Cai.Saying that, he fell down on the bed.

Uncle Jiu was so angry that he said sharply: "A guest is here, go boil water and cook. I have been sleeping all day long. It seems that my skills are going to be taken underground..."

Only then did Wen Cai wake up from the chaotic state, saw the four-eyed Taoist priest and Jiang Liu, said hello, and reluctantly went to light the fire to cook.

The two of them trekked through mountains and rivers for many days, and they were full of dust. Jiang Liu had already wanted to take a good bath, so he washed it with well water.Although it was bitterly cold, Jiang Liu was successful in cultivation, so there was no problem.After putting on Wencai's clothes, the two uncles and brothers were already sitting opposite each other, a pot of tea was "gurgling" in front of them, and they were licking the earthen pot over a low fire, and the fragrance of the tea was lingering.

"Fellow Daoist Jiangliu, please sit down!" At this time the tea was being boiled, Uncle Jiu picked up the earthen pot and poured three cups, the color was bright red and the aroma was tangy.

"Brother, you are finally willing to take out your treasured Pu'er, tsk tsk, the treatment is really different!"

(End of this chapter)