Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Liu Chengfeng's expression turned strange.

He certainly knew about the Three Demon Sect. They suffered heavy casualties during the War of Resistance, and their lineage was incomplete. The most famous one now is Tu Junfang, who joined the Quanxing Sect a few years ago.

Years ago, Liu Chengfeng would have completely looked down on Quanxing.

However, over the years, his corpse-driving skills at the Liu family haven't been great either, so he really doesn't have the face to talk about Quanxing.

However, Liu Chengfeng still looked down on Tu Junfang in his heart—visiting during the New Year was completely disregard for etiquette.

But since they've sent a visiting card, and in the name of the Three Demons Sect no less, we have to give them face.

"Lead them to the reception room," Liu Chengfeng said.

The junior responded and turned to leave.

Liu Chengfeng turned to Liu Yanyan and said, "Nannan, take a rest. Grandpa is going to see a guest."

Liu Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, almost falling to the ground. She quickly steadied herself and slowly withdrew from her horse stance.

She held her knees and took a few breaths, then sweetly said "okay" to her grandfather before running inside to play with her friends.

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In the Liu family's reception room.

Liu Chengfeng sat in the main seat, while Tu Junfang sat below him, with three bulging bags at their feet.

Liu Chengfeng personally served tea to Tu Junfang.

Tu Junfang was startled and quickly stood up: "Patriarch Liu is of the same generation as my master, and I, a junior, cannot accept such an honor."

Liu Chengfeng waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down: "You are welcome. I have always admired your sect for its decline when it went to the front lines to fight the enemy."

Tu Junfang thought to himself, "It's ridiculous that a senior is serving tea to a junior."

Liu Chengfeng sighed, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and lamented, "Speaking of which, both my corpse-driving lineage and your sect belong to the righteous path, yet we are now declining for various reasons. We are in the same boat."

Tu Junfang understood.

The old man pulled this stunt to shut him up.

After all, the two were complete strangers, and for him to visit at this time of year, it was clear that he wanted something from the Liu family.

That's why Liu Chengfeng pulled this stunt—an elder serving tea to a younger generation, praising the Three Demon Sect's noble character, elevating Tu Junfang, and comparing the Liu family with the Three Demon Sect, saying they were in the same boat.

It means: If you, Tu Junfang, know what's good for you, don't say anything.

This kind of stunt would make even a fool of himself back down.

If Tu Junfang is shameless enough to continue pestering him, then it's time to first be polite and then resort to force, and draw a clear line between them.

However, Tu Junfang was ultimately asking for a favor, so he had to accept whatever the other party did.

Moreover, when asking someone for a favor, one must naturally follow the rules.

Tu Junfang first modestly said, "Patriarch Liu is different from me. Although the corpse-driving lineage has been hampered by the environment and is not as developed as it was in earlier years, it has still preserved its complete heritage. But my Three Demons Sect..."

He paused, then gave a bitter smile: "With the cultivation techniques cut off, the stronger the younger generation is now, the more miserable their deaths will be in the future."

Liu Chengfeng frowned: "Oh? Why?"

Tu Junfang sighed: "The Three Demon Sect only has methods for summoning and cultivating the Three Corpses, but no method for severing them. The more you practice, the stronger the Three Corpses become, and the more uncontrollable they become. In the end, they will suffer a backlash, enduring extreme pain and dying a gruesome death."

Liu Chengfeng fell silent. Hearing this, he understood what Tu Junfang wanted to ask for.

But even my lineage of corpse-driving doesn't have a way to help him solve this problem. What exactly is this kid up to?

He could only say slowly, "I had only heard that the Three Demon Sect's techniques were missing, but I never imagined it was like this. Mr. Tu must be in a really tough situation."

Tu Junfang sighed, "Yes, it's difficult. That's why I've come here to ask for your help, senior."

Liu Chengfeng thought to himself, "Here it comes."

He feigned a troubled expression: "But my lineage of corpse drivers is barely able to protect itself, how can I help Mr. Tu?"

After going around in circles, we've finally gotten to the point.

Tu Junfang wiped a bead of sweat from his brow—it had been so many years since he had spoken to someone like this, it was truly exhausting.

However, for the sake of his method of severing the three corpses, he had no choice but to do so.

He asked sincerely, "Senior, you must know about the koan 'Three Lives, White Bone Zen,' right?"

Liu Chengfeng nodded.

He certainly knew that.

The Corpse-Driving Clan seems to be playing with the dead, similar to those sects that transform or control objects, with all their cultivation focused on controlling external objects.

Actually it is not.

Its lineage originates from the Śrāvakayāna's contemplation of impurity, used to break through the appearance of greed, and is in line with the koan of the Three Lives and White Bone Zen.

Thinking back to the Three Corpses Method, Liu Chengfeng seemed to understand what Tu Junfang wanted to do.

"Mr. Tu wants to break the Three Corpses through visualization?"

Tu Junfang nodded, then shook his head: "The visualization method may be of some benefit to me, but it cannot break through the fundamentals. I had a discussion with a young friend earlier and gained some inspiration. Perhaps I can give it a try, so I came here to ask for your help."

Liu Chengfeng did not ask him what kind of inspiration he had received.

Although it might be beneficial to his own cultivation, now that he'd been asked, he had no choice but to help; he wasn't that naive.

Liu Chengfeng seemed to realize something, but stopped talking and gestured, "Please have some tea, sir."

Tu Junfang waved his hand: "You can have tea later."

He stood up, squatted down, and, under Liu Chengfeng's watchful gaze, unzipped the three pockets one by one.

Liu Chengfeng had noticed the three pockets at Tu Junfang's feet long ago and guessed that they were gifts brought by Tu Junfang, but he pretended not to see them.

He was truly astonished when he saw the actual items inside.

These three bags contained the corpses of three strange people!

The Liu family can only obtain a pitifully small number of supernatural corpses each year; sometimes they might not be able to get even one every few years.

Even finding ordinary corpses to make up the numbers is becoming increasingly difficult—given the current state of affairs in the country.

Good guy!

Now, Tu Junfang has actually produced three corpses of extraordinary people, and the residual Qi on the corpses is so abundant.

This would have been ordinary a hundred years ago, but for the Liu family now, it's no less than a top-tier luxury item.

However, the three corpses of supernatural beings were no ordinary objects in this era, and given that the other party clearly had a request, Liu Chengfeng had to be cautious.

After a moment's thought, Liu Chengfeng made his decision: "What exactly does Mr. Tu want?"

Tu Junfang could tell from the fact that the old man was willing to make a deal with him that he didn't even ask where the corpse came from.

This was also part of his calculations.

If you reveal your possessions at the beginning, the other party may not dare to accept them, and even if they do, they may not do anything about it.

But once you explain the situation, the other party has a certain expectation, and things change.

Tu Junfang said with a smile, "Actually, what I asked for might be a rare material for others, but it should be very simple for Senior Liu."

Liu Chengfeng was puzzled and gestured for him to speak: "Mr. Tu, please explain."

Tu Junfang said, "They are just some human bones that are a thousand years old."

Liu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Exchanging corpses for bones is a fair trade.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly frightening sight of a thousand-year-old human skeleton; the Liu family's tradition of transporting corpses has been passed down for over a thousand years.

No matter how powerful a superhuman was in life, even if they were nurtured by the Qi of the Liu family after death, a thousand years would eventually be too much for their flesh and blood to withstand, and they would long since turn into white bones.

There are countless human bones buried in the hills behind the Liu family's house, some dating back thousands of years.

Even if Tu Junfang wanted bones from different cultivators or sects, he could produce them.

Liu Chengfeng laughed heartily: "I must say, Mr. Tu, you've really come to the right person. These things you mentioned are indeed something other families can't produce, but for my Liu family, they're not really that rare."

Tu Junfang flattered, "That's why I've come to you, senior, for help."

Liu Chengfeng ordered people to retrieve the bones, but the three bags of corpses remained untouched—Tu Junfang had to examine the bones before accepting his gift.

Tu Junfang bowed and thanked him, saying, "Senior, please take these three bags and make sure they are settled."

This statement is quite flattering.

Seeing this, Liu Chengfeng didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the favor, arranging for someone to dispose of the body.

No matter what these three extraordinary individuals were originally like, they would all be transformed into something else in his hands. Moreover, the Qi in their corpses would have to be sealed off using certain methods so that these corpses could be utilized to the fullest extent.

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