No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 32 Qingwei Corpse Training
"..."

Xu Shun felt as if he had been poisoned by the novels from his previous life again.

He didn't even see the obvious truth.

Where is there anything that lasts forever?

Even immortals can’t do it, let alone zombies?

"As the saying goes, a thousand years dry, ten thousand years wet, and half a year neither dry nor wet." Dali saw Xu Shun's bewildered face and explained, "The corpse is in an extremely yin place, absorbing the energy of the yin evil veins to make its body strong and gradually mutate, like a newly born beast."

"If it is in a very dark place, zombies will exist for a long time."

"But we in the Qingwei Sect cultivate corpses, use our own magic power to replace the evil energy of the earth veins, and use potions to soak the zombies to keep them alive."

"Otherwise, this kind of evil creature will become seven points weaker when it sees the sun, and it will even attract thunder on rainy days."

Dali gave Xu Shun a detailed introduction to the basic knowledge about zombies, such as weak yang, weak thunder, and seven major precautions, which made Xu Shun listen with great interest.

In general, zombies are very powerful under the control of Qingwei Sect, but they are also quite troublesome to use.

As for the zombies that Xu Shun saw in his previous life, those zombies could cultivate themselves, repair their bodies, constantly evolve their strength and intelligence, and were even loyal to their operators.

“Isn’t that my biological father?” Dali shook his head when he heard what Xu Shun said, “Even if my father turned into a zombie, he wouldn’t necessarily be so kind to me!”

"...Brother Taoist, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to use your father as an example?" After getting to know Dali better, Xu Shun felt that Dali was also a strange person who could say anything.

Just now he said that all the people in his mountain gate were immortals, now he just wants to say that his own father is a zombie.

"It's okay. I was an orphan when I was young and was adopted by my master!" Dali said, "My master saw that I was dying, so he picked me up and fed me."

“If I had died, my master would have trained me to be a spiritual child, but... hey, I survived.” Dali said with a smile.

He was originally a material, but ended up becoming an apprentice. Dali's experience is quite legendary.

Lingtong is a kind of zombie child.

He was just a step away from ending up like Tigger.

"Brother Taoist..." Xu Shun didn't know how to comfort Dali.

After being in this world for a few months and encountering some things, Xu Shun still feels like he doesn't fit in.

It’s not abstract, but some of them are beyond Xu Shun’s cognition.

Growth experience determines people's cognition. Xu Shun, who grew up in modern society, has different cognition from people in the world of immortal cultivation, no matter how much he pretends.

"Hey, it's all in the past!" Dali continued with a smile, "Generally speaking, your Qinghua Sect's flying sword is more convenient."

He joked, "Sometimes I would rather let Tigger ride on me than ride him, because Tigger needs to be maintained many times for each outing."

Xu Shun looked at Tigger, who looked ferocious and powerful.

Who would have thought that behind Tigger's ferocity are the hard work of the people in the Qingwei Sect?

"Um..." Xu Shun looked around and whispered, "Have you ever made a zombie that is made up of several types of zombies?"

"Hmm?" Dali looked at Xu Shun carefully and said, "Brother, have you seen him?"

“I haven’t seen it. I just saw that zombies mostly use claws as a means of attack. If…” Xu Shun expressed his opinion.

Dali continued, "If you have magical weapons in your hands and feet, or wings on your back that allow you to fly, wouldn't that be even more powerful?"

"Oh, right, right!" Xu Shun said, "That's exactly what I meant!"

"I didn't expect that Brother Dao is from the Creation Sect?" Dali said strangely. "Ah? Creation Sect?" Xu Shun didn't know what the Creation Sect meant.

"In our Qingwei Sect, there are several major directions for corpse training." Dali explained: "My master and I are both from the original school."

"The original school believes that all things in the world have spirits, and that they turn into zombies after death. This must be because their spirits were nourished by the evil veins of the earth and were born as zombies."

"So, we believe that what we were like before we died will be what we will be like after we die."

"In life, I was a tiger. In death, I was Tigger. In life, I was a human. In death, I was a zombie."

Xu Shun couldn't help but ask, "What if he was a rabbit in his lifetime?"

He still couldn't forget Bugs Bunny.

"Um...a rabbit..." Dali was stunned for a moment.

From ancient times to the present, the Qingwei Sect has never used rabbits to make zombies.

"The rabbits have all been eaten, but the rabbit brains are easy to chew!" Dali forced the topic back and said, "There is another school of thought that believes that everything in the world was created by nature."

"Life is the creation of heaven, and becoming a corpse after death is the creation of earth. If you add the creation of man, then it is the true creation."

"So he created a zombie by combining various things, such as eagle eyes, tiger claws, and bear waist, into one zombie to make it the most perfect zombie."

“……”After hearing this, Xu Shun didn’t know what to say.

Good man, you are involved in everything from the living to the dead, from birth to death.

It covers a wide range of disciplines including philosophy, biology, chemistry (alchemy), etc., so it is no wonder that it has a long history.

I don't know if the zombies of the Creation School are perfect, but they feel very avant-garde.
I always feel that the Creation School will eventually go too far and develop something that they themselves cannot handle.

"But most of them fail. It's hard to sew different things together on one body. Even so, those uncles are still working tirelessly and consuming a lot of resources every year!" Dali couldn't help but complain at the end:
"If it were given to me, my big pigeon would probably turn into a silver-armored corpse!"

The Silver-Armored Corpse is one level higher than the Bronze-Armored Corpse, and above that is the Gold-Armored Corpse.

He was still thinking about his beloved big pigeon.

"Speaking of which, where is the big pigeon from last time?" Xu Shun thought of the scene when he first saw Dali.

"He is being nursed in the Yinsha Cave on the mountain." Dali replied, "Anyway, we are here to attend the banquet, not to fight."

"Are weaklings like us not needed in a fight?"

Indeed, the strongest person in Songxi Mountain is Xu Shun’s master, Lan Dao Ren.

Who would bother a decent person who is about to ascend to heaven?
Xu Shun thought for a moment and said, "I wonder if Brother Dao would be willing to teach me some...corpse-training magic?"

"Ah?" Dali was stunned and said, "Isn't the flying sword good?"

The flying sword is so handsome and cool, while the flying sword of their Qingwei Sect is really not good enough.

Otherwise, who would play with corpses?
"It's purely a personal interest. If it's inconvenient for you, forget it." Xu Shun thought that such a big gift was not very convenient.

After all, corpse refining is the Qingwei Sect's specialty in protecting the Dao.

"It's not inconvenient. I have a copy of the Yellow Talisman Sutra here, which contains some basic corpse-controlling techniques. It can't be considered a secret of any sect. I hope you don't mind." Dali said.

The "Yellow Fu Jing" is also circulated in the world of immortal cultivation, but it is not as complete as that of the Qingwei Sect.

"How could I dislike it? Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist!"

(End of this chapter)