Longevity: Starting from Kaiyizhuang

Chapter 102 Asking for help
The next day, the warm sunshine sprinkled into the charity cemetery, bringing a touch of warmth.

In the training room of the charity cemetery, Zhang Chu really did not sleep all night.

How could he possibly sleep now that the entire set of Heavenly Corpse Technique techniques had been taken away from him?
All night long, he was constantly trying to figure out the formula for the Heavenly Corpse Art.

However, the more Zhang Chu thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the Heavenly Corpse Art.

First, he filled his body with corpse qi, survived nine deaths and survived to build up magical powers, and then he continued to polish his body with yin qi.

Under such circumstances, practicing this technique will only increase the possibility of the practitioner turning into a zombie.

No matter how much self-control one has, once one has cultivated to a certain level, one will inevitably not be able to suppress the corpse qi in the body and turn into a zombie.

It seems that practicing the Heavenly Corpse Technique is just a preparation for becoming a zombie.

After thinking for a whole night, even though Zhang Chu had a thousand thoughts in his mind, he did not give up the plan of practicing the Heavenly Corpse Art.

Now that the foundation of his cultivation has been established, it is impossible to change it at all.

When his magic power was destroyed before, his dantian was damaged, and it was basically impossible for him to cultivate magic power again in this life.

Taking a different approach, he once again cultivated his magical powers.

Zhang Chu was not sure whether his path to becoming an immortal would be completely cut off if he started practicing other techniques again.

Right now, all he can do is to take one step at a time. It would be best for him to practice martial arts quickly to strengthen his own qi and blood and resist the coldness in his blood.

After putting the Heavenly Corpse Technique in his hand into the storage space, Zhang Chu walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Taoist Qianhe and his four disciples doing morning lessons. Zhang Chu did not disturb them and went straight to the room where Shi Jian's spirit tablet was enshrined and lit three incense sticks.

"Longevity,"

When Zhang Chu came out of the room, Taoist Qianhe and the others had already finished their morning prayers. Seeing that Zhang Chu had just finished offering incense, he showed a look of satisfaction and said, "Now take me to see the place you mentioned!"

"senior,"

Zhang Chu glanced at Taoist Qianhe and his four disciples who looked a little tired, "How about we eat something before going?"

"also!"

Qianhe thought about it for a while, and decided not to rush. He turned around and said to the four disciples, "Go help Changsheng cook!"

"Yes, Master!"

The four disciples were quite obedient.

The four of them have followed Chizuru since they were young, especially after Chizuru became an apprentice, they followed Chizuru through mountains and rivers. So cooking should be a piece of cake for them, right?
The five of them went to the kitchen and got busy. After a while, a pot of porridge was ready. Zhang Chu also made some pickles, which was considered breakfast.

By the time the six of them had finished their meal, the sun had risen and was a little hot.

Of course, this heat is for Qianhe and others. Zhang Chu's body temperature basically did not change.

"senior,"

After packing up, Zhang Chu said to Taoist Qianhe, "Follow me!"

After saying that, he took Taoist Qianhe and his disciples and walked towards the mass grave.

The mass grave is not too far from the charity cemetery, and it only takes a few minutes to walk there.

In fact, before he even arrived, Taoist Qianhe's expression had already become serious.

He felt an extremely huge amount of corpse and death energy lingering in the mass grave.

"Is this the place you were talking about?"

Taoist Qianhe frowned as he looked at the mass grave in front of him.

"It's right here!"

Zhang Chu also looked extremely solemn.

Last night, he had just absorbed all the corpse qi and dead energy here, but before nightfall, so much corpse qi and dead energy gathered here again.

Is it possible that the seal below is about to be completely broken?

"How did you get rid of the dead air here?"

Taoist Qianhe observed for a while and then set his sights on Zhang Chu.

"that's all!"

Zhang Chu hesitated for a moment, then took out the Corpse King Banner and covered the mass grave with it.

The corpse qi and death energy in the mass grave were quickly devoured by the Corpse King Banner.

After seeing this scene, Taoist Qianhe didn't say anything, but the taxi driver's apprentice standing beside him showed a hint of envy in his eyes.

Zhang Chu actually had a top-grade magical weapon in his hand, how could they not be envious?

Not to mention them, even their master, Taoist Qianhe, only has a top-grade magic weapon in his hand.

They both practice Taoism, so why is Zhang Chu so rich?
Qianhe just took a look and didn't care. After Zhang Chu mastered the Heavenly Corpse Art, he knew that Zhang Chu must have his own opportunities, otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for him to master the Heavenly Corpse Art.

It’s not that there are people who want to improve their strength quickly and practice the Heavenly Corpse Art, but those who practice it basically turn into zombies.

Therefore, even though the Heavenly Corpse Art allows for extremely fast progress, not many people practice it.

This is why the Heavenly Corpse Art became a secret book used as a table corner pad in Maoshan, and why he could easily bring out the entire Heavenly Corpse Art.

Looking at the corpse qi and death energy that was continuously being devoured by the Corpse King Banner, Taoist Qianhe stared at the mass grave closely.

As the corpse qi and dead qi were continuously being devoured, the corpse qi and dead qi in the mass grave were finally devoured completely.

The Corpse King Banner naturally returned to Zhang Chu's hands. The moment he held the Corpse King Banner, Zhang Chu began to purify it with his magic power.

Before, there were fourteen corpses to be refined, and there was not much corpse qi and death qi, so the Corpse King Banner could digest them by itself.

Right now, the corpse qi and death qi are growing too rapidly. If the Corpse King Banner is used to digest them, it will take too long.

It is better to cleanse it first and let the Corpse King Banner quickly digest all the corpse qi and death qi.

Here, Zhang Chu was washing the Corpse King Banner in his hand, while Taoist Qianhe had already stepped into the mass grave.

He stood there, closed his eyes, and seemed to be sensing something silently.

Gradually, Taoist Qianhe's face turned pale, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and fell into the mass grave.

"Master (Senior)!"

After seeing this, Zhang Chu and Taoist Qianhe's four disciples immediately rushed into the mass grave and supported Taoist Qianhe, whose face was as pale as gold paper.

"Are you okay?"

"How are you?"

A burst of concerned words reached the ears of Taoist Qianhe.

"No problem!"

Taoist Qianhe shook his head slowly, "Let's go back to the charity cemetery first!"

"Yes, Master (Senior)!"

With the support of Zhang Chu, Qian He and his four disciples, they walked towards the charity cemetery.

On the way, the six of them were silent, with almost no words spoken.

After arriving at the charity cemetery, Taoist Qianhe went straight into the room and began to practice qigong to heal his injuries.

The magic power cultivated in Maoshan is all righteous, and naturally has the effect of healing.

As for Zhang Chu and Taoist Qianhe's four disciples, they could only wait silently in the charity cemetery.

I hope Taoist Qianhe is not seriously injured.

Of course, Zhang Chu was not idle either.

Although the time spent in unearthing the Liancheng treasure in the Liancheng world was very short, Zhang Chu also acquired several wild ginsengs that were more than ten years old.

He directly gave the ginseng to Taoist Qianhe's four disciples and asked them to make a tonic soup.

Ginseng is the best thing for nourishing your vitality.

Taoist Qianhe spat out a mouthful of blood. It’s hard to say whether his soul was hurt, but his vitality was definitely hurt.

Drink some ginseng soup and you should feel better.

It was not until the sun was high in the sky that Taoist Qianhe finally walked out of the room.

His face was still extremely pale, but at least there was a hint of blood in it.

It seems that his injury has stabilized.

Zhang Chu walked forward and supported Taoist Qianhe, "How are you?"

"Nothing serious,"

Qianhe did not refuse Zhang Chu's help, "It's just that my vitality is a little damaged!"

Then he looked around, "Where are the four of them?"

"I asked them to make ginseng soup!"

Zhang Chu quickly replied.

"It's a waste!"

Taoist Qianhe glanced at Zhang Chu.

"Your senior was injured because I asked for help. What's a ginseng worth?"

Zhang Chu shook his head slightly.

After helping Qianhe to sit down in the room, Zhang Chu asked, "Senior, what happened just now?"

"Ah~"

When Taoist Qianhe heard Zhang Chu ask about this, his expression instantly became serious. "Just now, I used my own Yin Spirit to sense something under the mass grave!"

"I didn't expect that as soon as the Yin Spirit touched the existence below, it was immediately hit by the corpse qi and death qi, causing the Yin Spirit to be damaged!"

At this point, Taoist Qianhe sighed again, "It's just that I'm not good enough in martial arts!"

"What are you saying, senior!"

Zhang Chu consoled him, "I can't sense anything!"

"How high is your cultivation? How high is mine?"

Chizuru chuckled.

Zhang Chu seemed a little embarrassed.

"Master,"

At this time, Dongnanxixi and Xibei came over, carrying a bowl of ginseng soup, and said, "Drink some ginseng soup!"

Taoist Qianhe didn't hesitate to take it. As soon as the ginseng soup was taken, he looked at Zhang Chu deeply and said more seriously, "I'm sorry for the expense!"

He was an expert at identifying quality ginseng. As soon as he took a sip of the ginseng soup, he knew that the ginseng was quite old.

Zhang Chu just smiled slightly.

After drinking the ginseng soup, Taoist Qianhe's complexion looked much better.

"Senior, is there any way to solve this problem?"

Zhang Chu spoke again at this time, "Or strengthen the seal!"

“Otherwise, if the existence below really escapes, it will definitely kill the living being!”

"My power is low,"

Taoist Qianhe hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "There is no other way!"

Having said that, Qian He looked at Zhang Chu deeply and said, "But, I have a senior brother who is good at formations. He should have a way!"

"It's him?"

After hearing this, Zhang Chu fell silent instantly.

Of course he knew who the person who was good at formations was. Who else could it be other than Lin Fengjiao, also known as Uncle Jiu?
"That's right!"

Taoist Qianhe naturally knew who the "he" Zhang Chu was talking about was, "It's him!"

Looking at Zhang Chu's appearance, Taoist Qianhe understood that Zhang Chu still hadn't gotten over that hurdle.

Zhang Chu still felt resentful towards his senior brother.

Maybe, by the time his senior brother arrived, before he could seal the existence under the mass grave, he would be shot by Zhang Chu in front of him.

It’s not the same as before now. So what if you have profound Taoism?
They are also flesh and blood. Under the impact of guns, especially artillery shells, they are no different from ordinary people.

He knew very well that the Zhang Chu in front of him was not bound by tradition and was very skilled in using firearms.

At that time, the guards in the palace had good martial arts skills, but when faced with the firearms in Zhang Chu's hands, they were killed on the spot.

If he didn't resolve the doubts in Zhang Chu's heart, he was afraid that if he called his senior brother, Zhang Chu would attack him from behind.

It's not impossible!

Before, when Zhang Chu dealt with the royal zombies, he allowed the royal zombies to devour the zombies' own bloodline.

Just from this point alone, he knew how cruel and ruthless Zhang Chu was.

"Longevity,"

Looking at the silent Zhang Chu, Taoist Qianhe advised, "You still have to put the people of the world first!"

"The priority is to slay demons and eliminate evil!"

"Senior, you are right!"

Zhang Chu said expressionlessly.

As for what he was thinking, Taoist Qianhe couldn't tell at all.

"Please, senior, please solve the problem below the mass grave first!"

"As for the matter between me and Lin Fengjiao, we will settle it after we resolve this matter!"

"Ah~"

Taoist Qianhe knew at a glance that Zhang Chu had no intention of giving up on avenging Shi Jian at all.

Even if Shi Jian was not killed by Lin Fengjiao, he died because of Lin Fengjiao.

At that time, the two will definitely have a fight.

However, he was not optimistic about his senior brother Lin Fengjiao, but was more optimistic about Zhang Chu.

Even without guns, the two bronze-armored corpses in Zhang Chu's hands are enough to do whatever he wants.

"Longevity,"

When they wanted to fight here, Taoist Qianhe spoke slowly, as if warning, "When the time comes, it won't just be Senior Brother Lin who will come!"

"There are other brothers and sisters!"

"Junior understands!"

Zhang Chu nodded, his expression calm.

"East, South, West, and North,"

The matter of the mass grave cannot be left unresolved. It would be fine if he didn't know about it, but now that he knows, he will definitely not let it break the seal and endanger the people. So, Qianhe called out to his four disciples, "Set up the altar, I want to notify your uncles and uncles to come to help!"

"Yes, Master!"

The cooperation between the east, south, west and north was so tacit that soon an altar was set up in the charity cemetery.

Taoist Qianhe immediately stood on the altar, holding a peach wood sword, and began to swing it.

Moreover, he continued to make use of the magic formula.

Zhang Chu, who was standing aside, could clearly feel that as Taoist Qianhe chanted his magic formulas, streams of magic power continued to spread in all directions along the dark channel.

I think it won’t be long before many Maoshan disciples will come to help.

I have to say, it’s good to have a sect. When you encounter something you can’t handle, you can call on your masters to come and help.

Soon, Taoist Qianhe stopped and walked down the altar.

"Changsheng, you are the host,"

"Get ready, it won't be long before many Taoist friends will be here!"

"Don't worry, senior!"

Zhang Chu immediately bowed and said, "I will definitely entertain them well!"

After saying that, Zhang Chu walked out of the charity cemetery.

(End of this chapter)