Chapter 16: Refining and nourishing, breaking through the true qi

The ancestral hall was gloomy and the candlelight was dim.

The strong negative energy turned the room into the underworld.

Ten zombies lined up in two rows, with the locust wood ghosts on both sides, and even the little ghost in the altar looked serious.

In the center of the ghosts, Xu Yang was holding a bell, calm and composed.

Two zombies with great Qi perception, plus eight zombies with three totems, a strength of seven or eight hundred kilograms, and invulnerability to swords and guns.

This thing is enough to ensure the safety of the Taoist temple.

"It's not enough, still not enough." Xu Yang shook his head, and the zombie did not move.

Maybe it was just because he was in the Qi Sensing Stage, but controlling ten zombies at the same time seemed a little beyond his ability.

The estimated upper limit is about fifteen heads, which is just enough to satisfy the sense of security.

The reason why it is not enough is, on the one hand, that there are not enough resources.

A zombie needs to be nurtured in a spiritual field. If only blood-feeding pills are used, it will cost about ten taels of silver a month, one hundred taels for ten zombies, and one thousand two hundred taels a year.

The price of a locust ghost is about half that of a zombie.

Xu Yang's current deposit is 900 taels, plus 260 taels from three sacrifices a year and 40 taels from performing rituals, the total is 1,200 taels.

"In the final analysis, the spiritual fields are still cost-effective, but unfortunately the resources are controlled by the upper class."

The mountain spirits and the earth's energy are all controlled by the upper class. If anyone wants to make progress, they must sharpen their heads and climb up.

If Xu Yang wants to change the status quo, he can only strive for the ninth rank and obtain ten acres of spiritual farmland, or find ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

"It seems that I have to fight for the ninth rank." Xu Yang secretly made up his mind.

He looked around again. Except for the dwarf and the old man of the Ren family, the others were all ugly and ugly. These quick-trained Taoist soldiers with a lifespan of three or four years were still not enough.

"Yes!!"

Xu Yang returned to the study and spread out the yellow paper.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanying, how are you these days? Have you made any progress in your Dao? I have three zombies. I wonder how much they can be sold for? Fellow Daoist Xuanying, please come over and have a chat."

Fold the yellow paper into thousands of paper cranes, pinch your fingers and inject true Qi into them.

Flutter flutter!!
Thousands of paper cranes emitted a faint glow and flapped their wings towards the location of the Pharmacy.

After doing all this, Xu Yang sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

Look within yourself.

In the lower Dantian, there is a dense void of true Qi and stars gathering together.

At this time, the nebula is spreading outward and moving upward.

This is the strange phenomenon of the fumigation of true Qi, which represents that one is about to break through the realm of true Qi.

As the number of zombies under control increases, the true Qi is tempered, and there are signs of fumigation. Soon the river cart will begin to move, and enter the realm of true Qi.

Xu Yang was not surprised by this. Breaking through the True Qi Realm was not too difficult.

After all, he was a bardo body, not some loser protagonist in a vernacular novel. His success came naturally and was a matter of course. All he had to do next was to continue to refine his true Qi and produce the true Qi fumigation phenomenon.

It is expected that after the breakthrough, the number of controlled zombies can double.

The next day.

As the sun rises, golden light shines on the courtyard, and the charity cemetery turns from yin to yang, full of vitality.

Gulu!
"Master, breakfast is here!!" The little ghost in the jar dragged a piece of meat pie over with his mind.

Xu Yang picked it up and started eating, his mouth drooling with oil.

"Be good, feed the blood-feeding pills to the zombies. As the eldest in the family, you have to take responsibility!!"

"Yes!!"

The little devil in the altar stretched out his head and acted like a mature adult, which was both ridiculous and laughable.

Looking at the rolling little ghost, Xu Yang couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder Chang Ming spent all his family wealth and only kept the little ghost in the altar. It is indeed a good helper."

Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door outside. The person who came was none other than Taoist Xuanying. Next to him was a young man in a yellow robe. The young man remained silent and it was unclear whether he was a Taoist boy or someone else.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm here!"

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look!"

Xu Yang opened the three coffins. The zombies had their eyes closed and were black and gray with cinnabar spider-web-like patterns on their bodies.

"What is this?" Xuanying asked.

"Totems of immense strength, tough armor, and light body. One zombie can easily deal with twenty or thirty mortals." "What's its estimated lifespan?" Xuanying's eyes were shrewd, and he returned to his businessman nature.

"If you don't keep it warm, it will take about one or two years. If you keep it warm, it will take four years."

"Thirty-five taels a head, what do you think?" Xuan Ying asked again, "May I ask, fellow Taoist, how much does it cost to refine a zombie?"

Xu Yang thought about it carefully and gave a number: "Thirty."

"Thirty? Daoist friend, you spent time on it, but if you only make five taels, don't you think it's a good deal?" At this time, the young man next to him was surprised and said, "Why not keep it and train it slowly, so that you can have some helpers in the future."

"This is Zhang Chu, the second disciple of Huangya Temple."

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Zhang Chu. I have my own difficulties." Xu Yang said, looking like he had a hard time expressing his grievances.

"In that case, I'll buy these three zombies. Let's be friends."

Zhang Chu waved his hand generously.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

They didn't know that what Xu Yang relied on most was not zombies, but his proficiency in the Warring States silk books. It seemed that he had lost time, but in fact he had gained proficiency.

Once your proficiency in corpse-raising becomes higher, not only will you be able to create zombies faster, but the zombies you create will also become stronger.

This is called refining to support refining.

Others who don’t have the Warring States Silk Book cannot gain any benefit at all.

In the case of insufficient resources, Xu Yang could only make up for the consumption in this way.

Only by refining stronger zombies can you compete with others for the ninth rank.

"Anything else?" Xuanying asked.

"That's all. I can only train three at most." Xu Yang didn't want to expose his abilities too much, especially the number of zombies he could control.

Zhang Chu explained, "Fellow Daoist Xuanying, you may not know that Daoists who follow the lineage of corpse-driving can only control three or five zombies at the same time when they sense the true Qi. Zombies are different from ordinary quick-trained Taoist soldiers. They can live for at least several years. If they are well-trained, they can live for decades or even hundreds of years."

"I see, now I understand." Xuan Ying suddenly realized, "If you don't have anything else to do, I will leave first."

"You two walk slowly."

After seeing the two off, Xu Yang came to the morgue.

In the morgue, there are rows of black coffins, these are unclaimed bodies.

The air is cold and the environment is gloomy.

The white talisman and the black coffin, the Taoist priest and the little ghost.

"As the saying goes, when the world is in misfortune, the Shi family is fortunate. Although the world is dangerous, for cultivators like me, it is no less than a hidden dragon entering the sea." Xu Yang laughed at himself and turned around to prepare for retreat.

"Da Lang, Er Lang, you guys take care of the mansion at night. Notify us immediately if anyone enters!!"

Xu Yang said to the locust wood tablet that the locust wood ghost has the ability to report with ears.

"Yes!!"

Two black winds turned into ghosts and disappeared into the void.

After that, Xu Yang went into seclusion to cultivate zombies, waiting for the breakthrough of true Qi.

Yellow bud view.

The fire in the alchemy furnace was blazing, and the room was filled with a strange fragrance.

The golden magic fire made Dan Feng's old face look like pure gold.

In front of Danfeng was a map of Quhuang County, a large county with a population of more than 600,000, which was divided into several forces.

Huangya Temple controls the county town and coexists with the imperial general Heiyu. The eldest disciple is in charge of several townships.

The red color, which symbolizes Yaksha Villa, is spread all over the countryside. As the competition for the Nine Ranks begins, the previously neutral factions gradually move closer under the big move of the Red-faced Yaksha.

Only three temples are located in the middle area.

"Xuanying, Xuyang, and Xuejian, who is worth training?"

"Xuanying is old and decadent, Xuyang is short-sighted and weak, and Xuejian is not bad, but because of his grudge with Liu Qing, they are not accepted by Yasha Manor."

"Okay, bring the Blood Sword here tomorrow. I will do my best to train the two of you and let the Blood Sword assist you!"

"Thank you Master!!"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)