Chapter 22: Human Spiritual Grass, Eunuch Taoist

"Blood-crazy Taoist priest?..."

Xu Yang was speechless. Where did that crappy nickname come from? He was afraid that someone was deliberately making fun of him.

"Who is this?" Xu Yang looked at the old man behind Xuanying. The old man had white hair and beard, and his pupils were square and diamond-shaped, just like mica chiseled out from the mountains.

"Fang Tong Taoist of Qushan Temple, Fang Tong Taoist took deep mountain mica and cultivated a body of mountain-capturing true qi. He is also a good friend of the old Taoist."

Xuanying and Fangtong, nicknamed the two old men Qu and Huang, are old and frail, with a short lifespan. They cannot defeat young people, and because they keep a low profile, most people don't bother to provoke them.

"Fang Tong greets Blood Maniac..."

"Ahem, just call me Taoist Xu." Xu Yang hurriedly stopped him. He didn't like this title very much. "What are you two here for?"

"I'm here to deliver the materials. This Daoist friend Fang Tong wants to buy a few zombies to guard his house."

"I see. Please come in, both of you!"

The gate of the charity cemetery was closed, and we walked along the quiet bluestone path into the dark and gloomy charity cemetery.

The yin energy was at its peak and a faint mist filled the charity cemetery. Xu Yang was in it, his figure looming.

The two elders looked at each other, secretly shocked.

This person's ability to control ghosts and refine corpses has probably surpassed that of his master Ming, and his future is limitless.

When we arrived at the morgue, we saw rows of coffins.

Xu Yang opened three of the coffins, revealing blue-gray zombie faces with a piece of white paper with black characters on their foreheads.

"A four-striped zombie has the power of Qi Dacheng. It can be used as a guard. Just drop a drop of blood into the zombie's mouth and you can control it with your mind."

This kind of control is still somewhat different from that of the authentic Taoist corpse-driving priest.

Fang Tong stepped forward and touched them left and right. After confirming the quality, he said, "Daoyou, I want three. How much do you think it will cost?"

"Forty-five silver coins each, and you can exchange them for the corresponding materials. You can discuss this with Daoist Xuanying."

"Don't worry, my two Taoist friends, I will never cheat anyone."

Xuanying was quite satisfied. He had made a fortune. The man in front of him was on the rise and he had to hold on to him tightly. Business had become increasingly difficult in recent years. After all, Huangya Temple also sold raw materials.

Xu Yang took the two of them to visit the ancestral hall and the spiritual field.

Xuanying suddenly asked, "Are you going to compete for the ninth rank, fellow Daoist?"

"Let's wait and see. If there's a chance, I won't let it go." Xu Yang did not comment.

The ninth rank represents status, spiritual field resources, and higher-level skills.

There are very few skills in the naturalization stage. The skills passed down by Changming can only be practiced to the great perfection of true Qi. To go further, one needs to exchange for grade qualifications. This is the most free way.

If there is no such method, if you want to learn advanced Taoism in the future, you may have to join some big force and pay the price of your freedom.

"After you become a ninth-rank master, can you protect us? Our two temples are your subordinates." Fang Tong suddenly sighed, "The conflict between the Yaksha and Huangya factions really makes our life difficult. Even when they kidnapped the boy to refine the heart grass, I dared not say a word."

They saw Xu Yang fighting Liu Qing without any harm, so they came here to learn. Now it turns out that only Xu Yang has the ability.

"We'll talk about it later when there's a chance." Xu Yang did not agree immediately. In fact, there were benefits to accepting the two men. The spiritual fields of the two added up to six acres, plus his own three acres, he could use them to sacrifice nine-headed zombies at the same time.

"By the way, what is the human heart grass?" Xu Yang's mind moved. According to the rules of the competition, the one who accumulates the most merits will win.

Merit is not just any merit, but the accumulated merit of killing wild Buddhas and some female cultivators and collecting human heart grass.

The former is easy to understand, but Xu Yang has never heard of the latter.

Taoist Xuanying looked around and said cautiously, "It is made by infusing the grass with the boy's heart and blood. It is not a natural treasure. This method is against the harmony of nature and can only be done in secret."

"Zhang Zheng is the descendant of the old eunuch of the county palace. The old eunuch probably wants to prolong his life, tsk tsk."

The place where everyone was was called Quhuang County, which was one of the twenty-six counties in Dijie County.

The countryside is called a temple, the county town is called a temple, and the county government is called a palace. In order to distinguish the three major Taoist traditions of Heche, Queqiao and Xuanzhu, it is generally called a county palace.

There are three major county palaces in Dijie: Chechi, Chua and Sanjun.

Zhang Zheng is from the Zhang family of Chechi. Although the palace of this county does not have a good foundation, the ancestor of the Zhang family entered the palace to become a eunuch, so his status is relatively stable and he is considered a popular figure in front of the king.

The old eunuch was named Zhang Tai. He was vicious and cruel. He heard the secret recipe for longevity from somewhere, so he ordered his sons to come down and collect the materials. So this group of Zhang family members came down like mad dogs.

"Interesting, eunuch Taoist priests... eunuchs can also be Taoist priests?" Xu Yang said with interest. That really is the main theme of having no desires or demands.

As for the Human Heart Grass, this thing takes too much energy, and it requires children to be refined. I'd better snatch it from others when I have the chance in the future.

Xu Yang had a vague feeling that he would have to deal with Liu Qing and others in the future.

The three of them came to the small table in the kitchen and sat down, and the little ghost in the jar cooked for them.

"Hey, this little thing is quite interesting. Come here, I'll give you something to eat!" Xuanying especially liked the little ghost in the altar, so he threw it a pill that emitted a strange fragrance.

"Thank you, Taoist!" The little ghost in the altar's eyes lit up and he swallowed the pill happily. His big black eyes deeply memorized Xuanying's appearance in his mind.

Xu Yang knew that this little guy had set his sights on Xuanying, and if he didn't give him some benefits every time he came, he would probably not be able to leave.

The three of them gradually became familiar with each other.

"I'm just a broker. I know a lot of people in the ghost market that is run by Huangya Temple in Dijie County, Yuanfu Temple next door, and Ganlu Temple in Fengxian County. I can often collect a lot of low-priced resources." Xuanying said with a smile.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you are wrong. Integrating resources is also a skill."

Ghost market... This is the first time I have heard of this term. It seems that the strength of Huangya Temple is not as simple as it seems.

The strength of Yasha Village, which is competing with Huangya Temple, should not be underestimated.

There aren't enough zombies.

When Xu Yang looked at Xuan Ying and Fang Tong, he felt as if they were both treasures.

Taoist Xuanying couldn't help but shudder and said, "Daoist friend, what are you doing?"

"Ahem, I'm thinking about something."

After eating and drinking, the three said goodbye and left.

"Thank you for the hospitality, fellow Taoist!"

"Come again next time, fellow Taoist. Take care."

After the two men left, the gate was closed.

Arriving at the ancestral hall which was brightly lit with incense smoke curling up, the third locust wood tablet offered by Dalang, Erlang and the fearless soul was placed on the altar.

The difficulty of refining Sophora japonica ghosts is higher than that of zombies, and the failure rate is also high. There are currently about three of them.

"Da Lang, Er Lang, go outside the village and take a walk."

"Yes!!"

The ghost whistled away.

Calm your mind and start a new day of practice.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged and went over all the secret techniques. After mastering them, he practiced the Heche health-preserving secret sutra.

The air is thick with yin energy and the incense is burning brightly.

Bits of Yin energy flowed into the body like fluorescent light.

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