Chapter 67: The King and the Master are One, the Grandmaster of All Laws (asking for monthly votes)

One year later, at the charity cemetery of the Shi family.

The appearance of the charity cemetery has changed greatly. It was an ordinary courtyard house before, but now it has been expanded more than four times.

It is surrounded by a three-meter-high wall made of glutinous rice mixed with secret spells.

There are several more floors of buildings behind the wall.

The vermilion gate is brand new, with a faint smell of paint.

In front of him stood two two-meter-tall soldiers wearing heavy armor.

"drive!!"

Two carriages fully loaded with goods stopped in front of the gate. Two Taoist children outside the gate looked at the tall and red gate with unconcealable envy in their eyes.

This is a charity cemetery where only masters of true Qi can enter.

The owner of the charity cemetery is Xu Yang, who is known as the Taoist priest of half the county. He is an absolute genius, proficient in many kinds of secret techniques, and can make people's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds with just a few pointers.

The red door opened, and a girl in blue ordered the servants to bring in the materials.

Horse-drawn carts carried the materials to the warehouse.

Qingping followed the winding path to the backyard.

The high walls of the backyard block the view of the outside world. The sky is covered with dark clouds and fog below, as if something evil is brewing.

The air was freezing cold, and fog covered everything, so that even divine consciousness could not see the place clearly.

Qingping's white pupils shone slightly, ignoring the obstacle created by the fog.

There is a pavilion in front of the fog.

Behind the pavilion there is a huge coffin, ten feet long and three feet wide, with runes painted all over it with cinnabar, sealed with ink lines and decorated with gold threads.

A steady stream of fog poured into the coffin, and the suffocating atmosphere just now came from it.

In the pavilion, the Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged and practicing, while the green-haired woman was fastening the last button of her clothes.

Qingping was not surprised by this. She was not a fool. After so many encounters, she knew what it was for.

"Master, the materials have arrived."

"Well, put it away."

Xu Yang asked the two to leave and continued to cast a spell on the coffin in front of him.

boom! !

After a long time, the coffin exploded, and a yaksha was lying inside.

It has a red face and fangs, fleshy wings on its back, knotty muscles, a dark green flame on its head, claws longer than swords, and its body is covered with densely packed runes.

"Finally done!" Xu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This is the only time since I started practicing that I can say that I have created a high-quality zombie.

Premium zombies are not a system, there is no possibility of replication, and no totem secrets are added.

The only thing to do is to retain the zombies' strength when they were alive.

Fortunately, I did it, and now the charity cemetery has a trump card.

Xu Yang's confidence suddenly increased.

One year, ten thousand taels of silver, and twenty acres of spiritual power from spiritual fields, the task was finally completed.

However, it is troublesome to nurture this kind of zombies. It requires about three acres of spiritual power from spiritual fields. Xu Yang's method is to use the magic money produced by the three acres of spiritual fields to nurture them.

"From now on you will be the treasure of the mountain." Xu Yang said with a smile.

Then he made a gesture with his fingers, and the runes on the Yaksha zombie's body lit up. The huge zombie disappeared and entered the military altar on the mountain.

The matter of the mount was wasted again, and riding a yaksha was more or less ostentatious.

Step into the prosperous hall.

The senior leaders of the charity cemetery had been waiting for a long time.

"Meet the Taoist Priest!!"

The room was dark and the Taoist priests looked strange, just like a group of evil spirits from the underworld having a meeting.

Xu Yang sat lazily on the tiger-skin bed.

"Get up, ask me something quickly."

The first person to come out was a short, fat, black man. He was Wu Song, the abbot of Shiye Temple.

"Master, regarding the cultivation of the mica body, there are still two things I don't understand..."

Next came the Banyan God, who also served as the abbot of Huaigong Temple and became a Taoist.

The banyan god was asking about Huaimulang’s method.

Then there is Liu Yun from Qingtian of Fengmu Charity House and Liu Yun from Banshan Charity House.

The two men had dark eyes and were obviously Qingping's followers. They were practicing the method of refining corpses.

There were nine people in front of him, seven of whom were deacons appointed by Xu Yang.

The banyan god patrols the mountains and also serves as the abbot of Huaigong Temple.

Patrolling the sea deacon Baizhu.

Xuanying, the medicine steward.

The Yaksha steward Chang Tong is in charge of managing the Yaksha Village area.

Wu Song, the deacon of Shiyuan, is responsible for digging the ore, which will be sold by the people of Yaoke Village.

Foreign Affairs Deacon Fang Tong.

The internal affairs deacons Qingping, Qingtian and Liu Yun were her deputies. No matter what it looked like on the surface, at least within the charity house, they operated in this system.

Xu Yang answered everyone's questions in turn and arranged matters at the same time.

He is both the master and the teacher, the master and the teacher are one.

If there were outsiders here, they would be amazed.

The reason why Xu Yang did this was because he found that he could accommodate various factions.

If others can do it, you can do it too. You are also their ancestor, so there is no need to worry about conflicts.

"Rongshen, you continue to explore the mountain. Baizhu, you too."

"All of your harvests will be handed over to Xuanying for unified sale, and the profits will be handed over to Yizhuang, and 30% will be retained for yourself."

"Yes!!"

The crowd dispersed quickly.

Xu Yang didn't move for a long time.

"Perhaps, this Warring States silk book will be the key to unifying the various sects in the future."

Of course, the so-called power is not worth mentioning.

Everything is just to serve oneself, and when necessary, it doesn't matter if everything is lost.

Mainly for the purpose of becoming stronger.

Xu Yang flew to the woods outside the charity cemetery.

Close your eyes and sense the Warring States silk book.

Qigong Master: Xu Yang
Realm: Great Accomplishment of True Qi

Supernatural powers: Bardo Dharmakaya. Three secret Yin bodies (remnants) Guishui true body.

法术：太阴自然炼尸法（大成：2/5000），真传大手印·根本无畏（圆满）。阴阳眼。河车宫养生秘箓·感炁真炁篇（大成876/3000），三阴符式（第二层15/1000）螭龙黑水咒，（小成28/1000），血雨术（小成1/1000）……。

Apart from the fundamental skills, the rest of the spells must either be perfected or cultivated to a certain level.

The most powerful spells I currently possess are the Blood Rain Spell and the Black Water Spell which I have mastered to a small degree.

The entry-level Black Water Spell can summon ten thousand kilograms of black water, and now this weight has increased tenfold.

Needless to say, the Blood Rain Technique is Benboerba's secret technique.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and made strange gestures with his hands.

Wow! !
A bloody rain was falling in a ten-foot radius ahead.

The rain corroded the mountains and forests, and the flowers, trees and living things instantly turned black and withered, losing their vitality.

"It is indeed powerful. It seems that I need to collect more ancient Journey to the West secrets in the future."

The Heche Palace is very old, and perhaps it also has this secret method.

The Warring States Silk Book is my foundation.

All forces revolve around resources and secret techniques to fuel their own growth.

The breeze made his robe flutter, and the Taoist felt extremely happy as his magical power had been slightly improved.

Flying in the air, you can see 21 townships and 2,000 square kilometers of land at a glance.

"If this system continues, won't I become a demon king? No, a demon man?"

The title of a demon is really ugly, not as good as the title of a county priest.

The founder of all laws and the king of the left path are truly powerful.

"Just practice with peace of mind. With your current level, I'm afraid you can't even beat a hair of the Great Sage, so how can you be the Grandmaster of All Laws?"

Xu Yang sat cross-legged, took a pill, and started a new day of practice.

The name of the elixir is Yiqi Pill, and it is an elixir that can be exchanged for merit.

Cultivate the Taiyin Qi, and then go to the cave in the water to practice with Baizhu next.

The power of Taiyin relies on the banyan god, and the power of Guishui relies on the white beads.

With the support of two great cultivation acupoints, the speed of cultivation increased rapidly.

As for Huangya Temple, the two sides had long lost contact, leaving only the surface calm.

More than ten days passed.

……

It’s the Spring Festival again.

With the sound of firecrackers a year old, the spring breeze sent warmth to Tusu.

The Twenty-One Township is filled with a joyful atmosphere.

The villagers gathered together and watched the Taoist priest of Yizhuang offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

boom! !

The talisman rose into the sky and exploded into colorful fireworks.

"it is good!!!"

Everyone cheered and applauded, having a great time. The looks they gave Xu Yang were full of envy and admiration.

The charity cemetery's policy of exchanging blood for flesh not only did not bring about complaints, but instead won great support.

Amid the cheers, Xu Yang's expression remained calm.

Amid the sound of firecrackers, the year of Guiwei has arrived.

(End of this chapter)