Chapter 6: Ancestors Buried Vertically

The sun rises in the east, with rays of light everywhere; the sun shines like a precious treasure, dyeing most of the sky red.

There is a sacred field behind the house and a white-tiled pavilion.

The coffin was closed, and the light of the golden altar magic array faded.

In front of the coffin, Xu Yang sat cross-legged, wearing a thin robe, dewdrops hitting his shoulders, breathing in the first rays of the sunrise.

No matter what fundamental technique you practice, you must absorb the first ray of essence at sunrise.

Beside him were bronze corpse-driving bells, formation drawings, and a bunch of white talismans representing success or failure.

The true Qi in the lower Dantian is as big as a thumb.

After a long time, Xu Yang opened his eyes, a flash of green appeared in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and exhaled foul air.

"Phew, it's almost done."

Currently I have three magic spells, the fundamental skills are Heche Health Preservation Record, Jintan Corpse Driving Method, and Candlelight Method.

The former can be improved a little bit a day, and the latter two can be improved two bits a day; with the latter, it takes about fifty days to cross the entry level and enter the realm of minor success.

The Jintan corpse-driving secret method is a complete set, and the proficiency level is the same. It contains the corpse-driving bell and the most important corpse-suppressing talisman.

The corpse-suppressing talisman that Xu Yang used was from Changming’s stock. Once the stock was used up, if he didn’t know how to use it, the charity cemetery’s business would be almost ruined.

So this matter needs to be urgent.

He stood up, picked up the bell, removed the nails from the coffin and opened the lid, revealing the pale and blackened body of a middle-aged man.

Ding dong dong…

The true Qi infused the bell, and the bell without copper core made a crisp sound.

The corpse in the coffin moved its fingers.

"Hey! It's moving." Xu Yang was somewhat delighted. Once this corpse was fully controlled, it could be called a walking corpse. If the whole body absorbed enough Yin Qi to become rigid, it would be a zombie with immense power that could block knives and guns.

However... I glanced at the corpse's calf from the corner of my eye and saw that it had begun to rot.

"It doesn't matter. There are still four unidentified corpses. I can just treat it as practice." Xu Yang thought to himself.

You have a bardo body that is close to yin energy and ghosts, and you are particularly good at this kind of unconventional ghost magic. As you continue to improve your proficiency, your success rate will also be higher.

"From now on, based on the intermediate state body, you should follow the Taoist soldier lineage. Then, you can upgrade the Taoist grade a little bit and exchange for a higher level method."

Zombies belong to the Taoist military lineage, and it is a relatively long-lasting Taoist military lineage.

The impression people have of the Taoist military lineage is that the master of the law can summon thousands of troops to fight back with a wave of his hand.

In fact, there are very few such experts.

There are two types of Taoist military lineages: quick and long-lasting.

There are a large number of quick-trained Taoist soldiers, so-called ghost soldiers like clouds and Dharma protectors like rain; this kind of Taoist soldiers often have a short lifespan, the shortest being more than ten days and the longest being several months.

If the quick-made Taoist soldiers have a long lifespan, then the Taoist soldier method will be a popular discipline in the world that everyone practices; long-term Taoist soldiers have always been loved by large sects. Such Taoist soldiers have intelligence and can protect the sect for generations, but their numbers are relatively rare.

Zombies are in between the two. A well-trained zombie can live for several years, or even decades.

"I have a bardo body, so it is easier for me to refine Taoist soldiers with yin attributes."

Xu Yang set a goal for himself. The first was to become a naturalized citizen. Only by becoming a naturalized citizen could he settle down here, have the opportunity to ascend, and have more spiritual fields to cultivate ghosts and gods.

The skills required for naturalization can be practiced slowly, and merits can be accumulated. Currently, there are only three powerful families that can influence his rule.

=The three families affected their own resources. Without resources, there would be no way to talk about Taoist soldiers.

Xu Yang turned around and yelled outside the door: "Kid, go to the warehouse and get the blueprints!!"

"okay!!"

Gululu...

"Dragonfly touches the water hole..."

……

any home.

At this time, the Ren family was busy preparing for the funeral of Grandpa Ren.

White lanterns were hung on the red doors, and the servants were dressed in mourning.

A tent was set up in the open space in front of the door with white mourning cloth, inside which were incense burners, vigil incense, mourning candles, tablets, gold incineration basins, kneeling mats, etc.

Director Wei of Ren Jiajia meets with Deacon Shuncai.

"Based on what you saw with your own eyes, what kind of person is Xu Yang?"

"Based on my sixty years of slavery, I can see that this person is rather immature and not good at dealing with people."

"That's good."

Ren Wei paced back and forth in deep thought. Xu Yang was a helpless man. If he took things step by step, maybe the Ren family would be able to obtain the charity cemetery and there would be a Taoist priest in the family in the future.

As a wealthy landlord, he quickly sniffed out "business opportunities" and seized every opportunity to eat people, and that's how he built up his family fortune.

"Build a good relationship with this person first, there's no rush."

After all, he is a Taoist priest who knows magic, so he can only use soft tactics, not hard tactics.

"Shuncai, take someone to bring the old man back."...

Snore!!

Heitan poked out his little head, and the little ghost shouted: "Master! The old man from last time is here again!!"

There is a dense bamboo forest around the spiritual field in the back mountain of Yizhuang.

Wow!
Xu Yang leaped three feet high, and a ray of candlelight flew out from his fingertips, breaking a bamboo as thick as a bowl.

"Set off!!"

There was a coffin at the back of the carriage, and the coachman, Shuncai and Xu Yang were sitting in the front.

"Master, the ritual will last for five days. How about we charge two taels a day, including food and lodging?" Shuncai said.

"Okay." Xu Yang nodded in agreement.

Two taels was considered high, while ordinary people only had one qian or fifty wen a day.

The carriage kicked up dust as it moved along the official road toward Shiqiao Township, with Xu Yang scattering paper money along the way.

Entering Shiqiao Township, you will see fields arranged in an orderly manner with clear boundaries. The sun shines through the densely packed roofs, and the breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of rice flowers, making the village peaceful and tranquil.

It should have been a bumper year, but the tenant farmers were all skinny and pale, wearing tattered clothes.

Xu Yang understood that the fields here all belonged to the Ren family, a large family that had been entrenched for a hundred years. The extent of their land annexation was far beyond the imagination of others.

"You little bastards, did you go to the back hill to chop firewood?"

The sturdy man dressed as a servant whipped the two children with a whip, and the firewood fell to the ground.

"Master, spare our lives!" The two brothers were covered in wounds and hugged each other.

"Get lost! You bastard, remember this, the back hill is also our Ren family's, no one is allowed to chop wood or pick grass!"

The children acted as if they had been pardoned. They didn't even want firewood and just ran away.

Along the way, we saw that the Ren family and their lackeys were extremely wealthy, while the tenants were starving to death.

"Tsk tsk, this rural tycoon is really...rich as hell, what a big piece of fat meat."

There was an incomprehensible meaning in Xu Yang's eyes, like a poisonous snake choosing its prey, a ghost that captivated people, or a ferocious beast that was about to feast on its prey.

Having been a human in two lives, and having an extremely yin and evil bardo body, and dealing with ghosts on a daily basis, his character has become a bit dark and vicious.

Arrived at Ren’s gate.

Ren Wei waited for a long time.

"Hearing about someone is worse than meeting them in person. The Taoist priest is truly a rare talent!!"

"Master Ren? I've heard of you for a long time!"

The two met and exchanged pleasantries.

"This is Ren Xing, my eldest son; Ren Mao, my second son!"

Ren Wei introduced his son.

The two men were very arrogant. They just nodded to Xu Yang without saying anything.

"let's start!"

The ritual lasted for five days.

There was an endless stream of people coming to pay their respects, and Xu Yang also had a five-day banquet, eating all-you-can-eat steamed pork with rice flour.

On the fifth day, everyone carried the coffin up the mountain while scattering paper money.

In the precious land on the mountain, everyone had already dug out a tomb.

Xu Yang was wearing a Bagua robe and holding a copper coin sword. He had an upright posture and looked very powerful.

Although he looks young, he gives people a sense of maturity and stability.

"Master, what should we do next?"

Xu Yang lowered his head to read the pattern. His unprofessional look made Ren Wei laugh secretly. After several days of contact, he had realized that this person was indeed a bit green and not very familiar with the business.

"Well, Master drew the blueprints before he died. Let's follow Master's instructions."

"can."

"A red cloth one and a half feet wide was used to form the Bagua around the tomb, and sixty-six red bricks were piled up to form the Bagua altar above the tomb owner's head..."

The altar is lit with incense, candles, sandalwood, fruits, and wine; a handful of grass, a long sword, a bow, and three arrows are offered as offerings.

"This is the mountain-cutting and grass-cutting ceremony, which means the tomb owner is cutting the mountain and clearing the way! Also, there is water in the tomb, which is the dragonfly-touching-water hole. The coffin must be placed vertically, head down, and the head of the coffin must touch the water."

The materials had been communicated in advance, so they were all ready.

"Vertical?" Ren Wei was surprised. "Why is that?"

Xu Yang smiled harmlessly and said, "Master said this is called..."

"If our ancestors were buried upright, our descendants will surely be great!"

(End of this chapter)