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Chapter 95: One of the Twenty-Four Orthodox Methods of Maoshan – Qi Pot Heavenly Palm! (Please subscribe!)

Xiaoxiang, Dayong, Anmin County, outside the city, on the official road.

Zhao Zheng said that good people don't live long because they inherited some of the Taoist's karma through their innate ability to change their appearance.

He saw some of the experiences of the middle-aged Taoist priest who had died, who was wearing a purple-red Taoist robe, also known as Master Yan.

Having learned why the other person died, they also learned that Master Yan was in the business of transporting corpses, commonly known as a corpse-driving master.

This is why there were twelve walking corpses lying on the ground; these twelve walking corpses were Master Yan's clients.

For our customers who want to return to their roots!

As for why Master Yan died, it was because of this wild, purple-level zombie he encountered on his journey to transport corpses.

Because Master Yan knew he couldn't withstand the corpse poison, he chose to end his life with a peach wood sword, thus preventing himself from turning into a zombie.

So that it won't harm people after it dies!

After sighing in his heart once again that good people don't live long, Zhao Zheng looked at the zombie that was completely dead not far away.

A zombie dressed in official robes.

The level is purple zombie. Speaking of which, we need to introduce the zombie level classification, arranged from low to high.

The most common types on the market are the lowest grade white zombies, the next grade higher black zombies, and the rarest purple zombies.

At this point, Zhao Zheng felt that Master Yan was really unlucky!

Above the Purple Zombie level, things get a bit chaotic. Well, it's not exactly chaotic, but rather that once a zombie reaches the Purple Zombie level, different evolutionary paths and options emerge.

There are bronze-armored corpses and gold-armored corpses known for their strong defense; flying zombies known for their ability to fly, burrow underground, and transform into corpse vapor; corpse king zombies known for their ability to control corpses, exorcise ghosts, and command hordes of evil spirits; and poisonous miasma zombies known for their pervasive poisonous miasma and the fact that anything touched by them will immediately decay.

In short, there are many kinds, just as different environments create different people, different coffins can also produce different kinds of zombies.

In addition, sometimes a zombie's level does not represent its strength; this was said by Zhao Zheng's master.

Zhao Zheng asked for the reason, and his master replied that one cannot judge a person by appearances alone, let alone a zombie!

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Zhao Zheng's understanding of this is that some people have great power and some have little power, and sometimes being at a higher level does not mean that you are guaranteed to win.

Just like the martial arts realm division, it's like a game for a ninth-rank martial artist like him to kill a seventh-rank martial artist.

To be fair, Zhao Zheng found this comparison to be quite reasonable!

He also casually asked if all the so-called zombie kings were as powerful as described in novels, and his master replied:

"They're both in charge of things. Who do you think is more powerful, the aging Grand Eunuch in the palace or your steward who can kill a bull with one punch?"

Zhao Zheng understood that reality is not a game, much less a novel; rank does not represent everything, and even a black zombie can be overthrown by a white zombie.

Yeah, that sounds pretty much like Taoist practice!

Collecting his thoughts, Zhao Zheng looked at the corpse of Master Yan on the ground before him. Instead of dying with his eyes wide open, Master Yan had used the broken piece of peach wood sword to completely annihilate those within him, preventing him from becoming a zombie after death.

"After chasing so many corpses, you've finally run into some real zombies. But this is a bit tricky for you; you have no apprentices, and your master is dead—"

Zhao Zheng pondered the information brought by the cause and effect he received through his innate ability to accept a thousand faces, and then looked at the twelve walking corpses on the ground.

He felt it was best to let the other person return to their roots, since they weren't far away, only about a hundred miles from here.

In addition, although Master Yan has no disciples and his master is dead, he still has a wandering senior brother.

There is also a shrine that serves as a home!

Even without considering the above, just the fact that Zhao Zheng, with his innate ability to take on the other party's karma and the opportunity he had not yet obtained, made it impossible for him to let the other party be buried in the nearby woods.

In any case, Zhao Zheng didn't want the other person to be buried in this forest. Good people don't live long anyway, and they can't even return to their roots in peace.

"Start training the corpse!"

Zhao Zheng, who had been promoted to the position of Corpse-Driving Taoist Priest, took out a magic rope woven from a cloth covered with talismans by wiping the Five-Colored Divine Light Pearl with his left hand.

"go!"

Zhao Zheng silently recited the incantation, and the magic rope grew longer in the wind as he swung it, then split into fourteen pieces at his head.

They tied up the twelve walking corpses on the ground, the scattered magical artifacts, and the dead purple zombie, and left.

After the magic rope was tied up, Zhao Zheng tugged hard to make sure it could hold, then with a mighty swing, he lifted the bound zombies and other items and ran into the woods with the zombie-themed kite.

There was no way around it; he was too kind-hearted, and he was afraid that people passing by the official road at night would be startled by these walking corpses.

at the same time.

A caravan approaching from not far along the official road stared wide-eyed at a group of zombies flying in the sky above the forest.

There were no screams, no shouts, only the caravan members turning around in unison, speeding up, and leaving silently.

That's terrifying! The zombies can fly now. I'm never walking this road again!

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Okay, that scared someone!

After placing the twelve corpses and other items on a flat area in the forest, Zhao Zheng silently watched the departing caravan.

Zhao Zheng wanted to apologize, but was afraid that apologizing would frighten the other party again. He felt he should apologize when he had the chance. He then picked up the dead Taoist Master Yan and hesitated for a moment before picking up the talismans that were still effective scattered on the ground.

Don't get me wrong, he picked up these talismans mainly to see if they were the same talismans he had lost when he was a child.

A dozen minutes later, in the woods in front of the altar.

Zhao Zheng confirmed that these slightly less powerful talismans were not the ones he had lost when he was a child, and incidentally used the Maoshan corpse-driving technique taught to him by Daoist Tianyi to refine Daoist Yan into a walking corpse.

The walking corpse is not a zombie; it merely possesses a slight amount of corpse energy due to the ritualistic cultivation of the corpse-driving technique, thus gaining the ability to move.

Of course, this is also why walkers are more dangerous than immobile corpses, because walkers can move!

Just kidding. It's true that zombies are dangerous because they can move, but the main reason is that the faint corpse aura gives them an instinctive longing for life.

Or rather, the need for life arises from the lack of vitality in corpses, which is the main reason why zombies will actively attack living people and things after losing control.

People often yearn for what they lack most, and this applies to human corpses as well!

"Perfect!"

Looking at the ramrod-straight-standing Daoist Yan, Zhao Zheng picked up the Three Pure Ones Bell from the altar and shook it. Watching the other party move back and forth and left and right under his control, he showed satisfaction.

However, after his initial satisfaction, Zhao Zheng frowned because the walking corpses on the ground, which hadn't moved at the sound of his Three Pure Ones Bell, didn't seem to bother him.

The problem is, what if he doesn't know Master Yan's corpse-driving technique?

Not knowing Master Yan's corpse-driving technique meant he couldn't control the walking corpses that Master Yan had refined. Just as Zhao Zheng was thinking about re-refining them...

He raised an eyebrow at the seemingly motionless zombies on the ground, which had actually moved slightly, but not much.

"Um?"

Zhao Zheng pondered for a moment, then began to shake the Three Pure Ones Bell while carefully observing the moving corpses, focusing only on the movement of their corpse energy and the slight trembling of their bodies.

"There is a reaction, but not much—because the principle of corpse-driving is the same—no, it shouldn't be entirely because of that. It should be that the corpse-driving technique of Master Yan's Zhenshi Temple is similar to my Maoshan corpse-driving technique in some ways—"

Zhao Zheng pondered for a moment, then muttered to himself that he had offended Master Yan and began searching his body. Unfortunately, he did not find the Corpse-Driving Technique.

They only found some magical artifacts that weren't his childhood belongings, along with a few silver dollars, but no cultivation techniques.

Zhao Zheng found a book about Liu Bei that Zhao Xuande found hard to believe, as this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would actually read such a thing.

However, upon closer reflection, it's understandable. After all, when transporting corpses at night, one needs something to liven up the atmosphere and invigorate the spirit.

Liu Bei would be perfect for it!

At least when I watched it, my blood and energy were very active!

"It's just not realistic enough—"

Zhao Zheng glanced at the illustrated novel titled "The Fox Wife's Night Tales" and muttered his comments, but he didn't return the book to Liu Xuande.

As the saying goes, "Delete all traces of your past before you die, and let no one uncover your secrets after you die." He felt that Master Yan, a good man, should not have his past known to others.

After tossing the book "Fox Wife's Night Tales" into the Five-Colored Divine Light Pearl space, Zhao Zheng picked up another untitled blue-covered notebook.

"Hmm? A peerless martial art?"

A few seconds later, Zhao Zheng looked at the blue book, which he thought was a peerless martial art but was actually just a record of Master Yan's corpse-driving techniques, with a smirk.

Looking at the records showing where each of the twelve clients was to be sent, Zhao Zheng thought to himself, "Not bad, not a waste of time."

At least he now knew where the twelve zombies needed to be sent, so he didn't have to painstakingly calculate it.

"But why don't you carry any martial arts manuals with you? Aren't you afraid—well, I guess your little sect doesn't have many martial arts manuals!"

After mentally grumbling, Zhao Zheng frowned and looked at the twelve walking corpses lying on the ground: "Let's refine them again?"

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Feeling that this was a bit troublesome, Zhao Zheng activated his innate ability of insight to look at the twelve walking corpses and the walking corpse Yan Daozhang.

"Hmm? The emphasis of the corpse energy is different. These walking corpses have more corpse energy in their legs—while the corpse energy on Master Yan is more evenly distributed—" Zhao Zheng pondered.

He picked up the Three Pure Ones Bell that originally belonged to Master Yan on the altar, looked at it, and compared it with the Three Pure Ones Bell that his master had left him.

"The engraved talismans are mostly the same—except for a few different ones—and the materials are different—but I think I understand now—"

Zhao Zheng shook the two Sanqing bells, listening to the two bell sounds that were indistinguishable to ordinary people, but were distinctly different to him.

Then look at the zombies moving on the ground.

Three minutes later.

"Should this be okay?"

With a carving knife in one hand and a bell in the other, Zhao Zheng shook the new Three Pure Ones Bell, watching the zombies suddenly rise from the ground. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "As expected of me!"

It's true that he doesn't understand the corpse-driving technique that Master Yan knows, but he does understand the Maoshan corpse-driving technique and knows what controls the refined walking corpses.

Besides the various corpse-controlling artifacts, the most common method for controlling a well-refined walking corpse is using the Three Pure Ones Bell.

Shake it a little and the zombies will follow!

With the right hand seals and incantations, the zombie can perform all sorts of actions. It looks amazing, right? Zhao Zheng thought so too.

After his careful study, he discovered something even more amazing: the reason why the Sanqing Bell was able to control these walking corpses was not only due to the corpse-driving technique it used, but also because of the sound of the Sanqing Bell.

Yes, sound!

The reason why the Sanqing Bell can control corpses is not entirely due to the corpse-driving technique, but also due to the sound it emits.

To be precise, it relies on audio!

A sound at a special frequency!

Therefore, Zhao Zheng successfully used his Maoshan corpse-driving technique to modify the sound of the Sanqing Bell and control these walking corpses.

Furthermore, he also used the sound to deduce the corpse-driving technique that Master Yan knew, which was not a matter of his high talent.

The main reason is that the Pillow Stone Corpse-Driving Technique of the Pillow Stone Temple where Master Yan resides is quite simple and easy to understand, so he learned it very quickly.

"Part of the principle behind corpse-driving techniques is actually voice control!"

Zhao Zheng sighed inwardly, thinking how amazing the predecessor who created the corpse-driving technique was, while at the same time he began to ponder another question.

The principle of corpse-driving is partly voice control. Does that mean that the process of practicing corpse-driving can actually be understood as writing a voice control module inside a corpse?

Awesome! Absolutely awesome!

Zhao Zheng sighed inwardly again, pondering what would happen if this voice control module were used on the enemy.

While pondering how to program this module onto the enemy, Zhao Zheng shook the Three Pure Ones Bell, looked at Master Yan who was lining up with the zombies, and began to tidy up the altar and other items.

After finishing the cleanup, Zhao Zheng hung the shrine used to collect the corpse on the body of another walking corpse, but he did not immediately hang it on the walking corpse Yan Daozhang.

Instead, Zhao Zheng first stripped Master Yan of his purple-red Taoist robe and changed him into a set of clothes that Master Yan had brought with him in his luggage. Otherwise, Zhao Zheng was afraid that if any fellow Taoists saw him, they might attack him.

After doing all this, Zhao Zheng's ears twitched, and he suddenly turned around in confusion to look at a man who had suddenly appeared using the Yin-Yang Path.

As soon as the man appeared, without saying a word, he took out a straw doll with two faces, pointed it at him, and then grinned maliciously and said the word "die."

"???"

No, who are you?

Zhao Zheng stopped talking. He just frowned slightly as he looked at the braid behind the other person's head, and then, listening to the incantation being chanted rapidly, he raised an eyebrow and asked.

"The method of empathy?"

"Insightful!"

The man sneered, then noticed Zhao Zheng looking at him strangely, which startled him, but he continued to use the Empathy Technique.

As the name suggests, this method emphasizes empathy. It uses the two faces on a straw figure to connect the energy of the practitioner and the recipient, thereby achieving a connection of life and death.

In other words, once this method is applied, you get hurt and I get hurt, and whether you live or die depends entirely on who has the stronger life force.

It is a well-known spell in both unorthodox and orthodox magic, therefore this spell can save lives.

"even!"

The man shouted, and the straw figure in his hand suddenly spun weakly. Just when the man thought he had it under control, he realized that the situation was stable.

He was stunned!

He froze on the spot!

It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!

Body, spirit, mind —

Intense pains surged through the braided man as the energy from their shared connection was drawn to him.

His face turned pale instantly, sweat poured out of his body, and he began to suffer the same injuries as Zhao Zheng.

Or rather, it was a serious injury!

The man with the braid, trembling with pain, stared wide-eyed at Zhao Zhengdao in disbelief.

"you----"

"Can you feel my pain now? —"

Zhao Zheng smiled slightly, beginning to understand why his intuition told him not to rush to heal his injuries; he was waiting here.

Thud—

The man with the braid fell to the ground without groaning; he simply tilted his head and fainted. Even after he fainted...

The man with the braid was still trembling, because he felt Zhao Zheng's pain.

"You have such a low tolerance for stress!"

Zhao Zheng looked at him with disdain. He did not step forward immediately, but looked around, reached out and grabbed a strange insect that looked like a rat and a pig from the branch.

"Hmm—it suits your image perfectly!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the ugly and lowly-looking insect in his hand with a strange expression, without paying any attention to the type of insect.

After all, this is a high-level martial arts cultivation world, so it's reasonable for strange insects to appear. After thinking it over, Zhao Zheng went to the man with the braid and took the straw figure that the man was still tightly holding from his hand.

"Another thing I lost as a child has returned!"

Zhao Zheng looked with satisfaction at the straw figure in his hand, which was mainly made of some kind of unknown grass and sewn with gold and silver threads.

No, it should be called a magic weapon!

Looking at the straw doll magic weapon, which possessed a spiritual charm unlike ordinary magic artifacts, Zhao Zheng's mood instantly improved.

Then, he began to use the Empathy Technique to connect the energy of the man with the braid with the energy of the strange insect in his hand.

"Speaking of which, where did all these magical abilities and supernatural powers come from in my master's study? Could he have found them?"

While Zhao Zheng was making hand seals and chanting incantations, he muttered to himself. Once the spell was complete, his right hand immediately pulled out seven half-meter-long coffin nails from the space of the Five-Colored Divine Light Pearl.

Aa ...

Seven screams rang out in succession as the man with the braid looked at himself, nailed to the ground by seven coffins, with a pained expression.

And Zhao Zheng, sitting beside him on the ground, was binding a strange insect with seven bloody holes in its body to a cross. Seeing this, he roared, "If you have the guts, kill me!"

"No rush!"

Zhao Zheng said slowly, as he took out more than a dozen cultivation manuals from the Five-Colored Divine Light Pearl space, saying, "It's rare to have an experiment—"

Zhao Zheng stopped talking. He frowned and pinched the braided man who seemed to be trying to kill himself by biting down on the poison hidden in his teeth.

"I hate disobedient people —"

"I also hate disobedient beasts —"

As Zhao Zheng spoke, he dislocated the other man's jaw joint and took out a martial arts manual with the words "Thirteen Protectors' Horizontal Training" written on it.

"Don't misunderstand, this isn't the Taoist Golden Body Kung Fu version of the Thirteen Body Protectors' external training, but rather the version where you retract your penis into your abdomen—"

"It's a pity that I'm no longer a virgin, so I can't practice this external martial art. But I'm very curious about the principle of retracting the penis into the abdomen—and what would happen if it were used on an enemy—"

Zhao Zheng paused, looking at the increasingly terrified eyes of the man with the braid with a strange expression: "Yes, it's exactly what you think. I wanted to try to help the enemy shrink his penis into his abdomen—that is, to beat you so badly that you have to squat to pee—"

This was an idea that Zhao Zheng had when he saw the Taoist Golden Body Kung Fu version of the Thirteen Protectors' External Kung Fu.

It just hasn't been implemented yet!

"And this rain-summoning technique, you know, a couple of years ago, there was an acid rain in Shu that could corrode metal, what you know as poisonous rain—in my opinion, poisonous rain is still rain, there's no reason why I can summon normal rain but not poisonous rain, and there's also the escape technique I haven't learned yet—"

Zhao Zheng spoke slowly, his brows furrowing before relaxing, revealing sharp, white teeth as he looked at the braided man whose eyes were growing increasingly terrified.

"Sorry, that sounded a bit too villainous—"

"Come on, take a deep breath, feeling dizzy is normal—"

Time flew by, and two hours later...

"I'm still too kind-hearted —"

Zhao Zheng stared expressionlessly at the braided man he had just struck down with a single palm strike, his ashes now scattered to the heavens and earth.

He then chuckled as he looked at a compass-shaped artifact in his hand, which resembled a compass but lacked the twenty-four directions and instead had only an inner compass needle and an outer Bagua diagram.

The ritual implement is called the "Finding Person Plate," which is the reason why this man with the braid, Jin Fuhai, found him here.

Yes, this is another magical artifact he lost when he was a child!

"Great, great, this trip was worthwhile!"

Zhao Zheng put away the "Straw Man" magic weapon and the "Finding Persons" magic tool with satisfaction, and then began to deal with the purple-level zombie corpse.

The solution is simple; a single flaming talisman will do the trick. The only thing to be careful about is not burning the flowers and plants.

After all, flowers and plants are living things too!

"Speaking of which, why does this feel even more dangerous than the last time? First, the Thousand Faces were burdened with karma, and then this beast came knocking on our door—"

Zhao Zheng thought about the effect of his talent, Thousand Faces, on inheriting the karma of others, and the fact that the remnants of the Great Chen Dynasty had found him through the Heavenly Secrets Technique and wanted to kill him.

Jin Fuhai didn't know why the other party wanted to kill him, but Zhao Zheng felt that it was most likely related to Xiulian.

"So, should we tell on them?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Zheng decided to file a complaint. The Maoshan Sect behind him was not to be underestimated; they were already hunting him down.

He believed that the Maoshan Sect would definitely make a gesture!

After the purple zombie's corpse was burned, Zhao Zheng took out the magic basin and magic water and began to cast the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Technique, chanting and pressing the magic incantation.

As soon as Daoist Tianyi and the Dayan Daoist who had been invited by Daoist Tianyi appeared, Zhao Zheng quickly recounted his experience.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had forgotten to mention using Jin Fuhai as an experiment, and he thought he would definitely do so next time.

"A bunch of disgusting, lowlifes!" Daoist Dayan frowned. Then, Zhao Zheng saw Daoist Dayan's large hand pass straight through the water curtain.

The Great Evolution Taoist stretched his arm, which had grown to several meters long, toward the closed exit of the Yin-Yang Path that Jin Fuhai had come from.

As the exit of the Yin-Yang Path reopened, the Great Evolution Daoist's large hand and arm slipped inside. A few breaths later, Zhao Zheng witnessed a scene that astonished him.

It was still the same large hand and arm of the Great Evolution Daoist, but now the Great Evolution Daoist was clutching three small figures in his hand.

Three little people with pigtails!

A little person struggling incessantly!

"snort!"

Daoist Dayan snorted coldly, and the three braided figures in his hand snapped to death with a series of cracking sounds.

Daoist Dayan casually tossed the three braided figures that had detached from his palm and shrunk to the size of normal people onto a tree, expressing his disdain.

"No need to dispose of it, leave the body here. I'd like to see who dares to lay a hand on you again. Do you really think our Maoshan Sect is easy to bully?"

"Master, you are so powerful! By the way, Master, could this move of yours be the so-called immortal technique of 'Hidden Universe in the Sleeve'?"

Zhao Zheng gave a thumbs up, staring curiously at Daoist Dayan's large hand. Daoist Dayan chuckled, quite pleased with Zhao Zheng's gaze, but gave Daoist Tianyi a disdainful look.

With his large hand, which hadn't yet retracted the water curtain, he made a grasping motion towards a large tree beside him. The tree was uprooted and shrunk to the size of a chopstick, landing in his palm where he gently placed it.

"This is the One Qi Pot Heaven Palm, one of the twenty-four orthodox methods of Maoshan. Part of its concept is derived from the Earthly Fiend Method Pot Heaven Technique, which speaks of the ability to contain the entire universe within the palm of one's hand."

Daoist Dayan frowned for a moment as he spoke, then smiled and said to Zhao Zheng, "Cultivate diligently. When you reach the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation realm, your grandmaster will give you a surprise!"

"Alright, Master, it's settled then!"

Adhering to the principle of not refusing a gift from an elder, Zhao Zheng readily agreed, immediately silencing the Great Evolution Daoist's next words.

Daoist Dayan pursed his lips and looked at Zhao Zheng, saying, "As expected of master and disciple," before frowning slightly.

"Alright, I have to go now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the water curtain of the Great Evolution Daoist vanished with a snap, and the scattered water precisely transformed into dense water arrows that riddled the three braided men with holes.

"Contact me and your master immediately if anything happens!"

Master Tianyi ignored the man with the braids who had turned into a sieve and spoke directly to Zhao Zheng. The two chatted for a while about transporting corpses.

Master Tianyi then gave some instructions on what to pay attention to during the corpse-driving process before dispelling the telepathic communication technique.

Zhao Zheng also began to use the karma inherited from Master Yan, who possessed a thousand faces, to deduce which direction he should go to find his opportunity.