Simultaneous Transmigration: Both Start in a Near-Death State

Qiu Sheng assumed a fighting stance and said with a smile, "Although Master says you are exceptionally talented, I have cultivated for many years after all."

"And you've only been cultivating for less than half a year."

"Junior brother, don't say I'm bullying you."

"How about I give you a handicap?"

Qiu Sheng spoke with unwavering confidence.

Upon hearing this, Li Ke shook his head: "No need, senior brother. Giving your all is the only way to respect me."

"Okay, you said it yourself."

Before Qiu Sheng could finish speaking, he was already in front of Li Ke.

Li Ke thought to himself, "They really have no martial ethics."

One minute later.

Qiu Sheng lay on the ground, staring at the azure sky, his eyes filled with disbelief.

I lost?

I actually lost?

Wen Cai, who was watching the battle, swallowed hard. He knew very well that if Qiu Sheng couldn't beat Li Ke, he certainly couldn't either.

Wen Cai began to pray to God, begging, "Master, please don't let my junior brother spar with me!"

Li Ke reached out and helped Qiu Sheng up.

Li Ke smiled and said, "You flatter me, senior brother."

At this moment, Uncle Nine walked up to Qiu Sheng, his face expressionless: "Now you know what a difference in status really means, right?"

"You know you've been cultivating for many years, while your junior brother has been cultivating for less than half a year."

"But in the end, you couldn't beat your junior brother."

"Qiu Sheng, Qiu Sheng, you should really think this over."

Qiu Sheng lowered his head.

He felt guilty, and this guilt ignited his ambition.

Uncle Nine then looked at Wen Cai.

He thought about it for a moment, but ultimately said nothing.

Uncle Jiu knew that once Qiu Sheng started to work hard, his literary talent would naturally follow.

They've always been like this, from childhood to adulthood.

Let's work hard together, and let's be lazy together.

Qiu Sheng has decent aptitude for cultivation, but his literary talent is...

Fortunately, Uncle Nine never thought that Wen Cai could inherit his mantle; he only thought that Wen Cai could protect himself.

After Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai left, Uncle Jiu looked at Li Ke: "I just checked Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's homework, now I'll check yours."

Li Ke immediately got into position.

After half an hour.

Li Ke slowly finished his practice.

Uncle Nine nodded: "Not bad, you have some of my former glory."

"Further efforts are needed."

"With your talent, I think it won't be long before you complete the Foundation Establishment stage in a hundred days."

Li Ke responded, "It's all thanks to my master's excellent teaching."

Uncle Nine shook his head and sighed, "In ancient times, someone with your talent could have become an immortal."

"What a pity, what a pity."

Li Ke laughed and said, "Master, I have the appearance of Lu Zu. So what if it's the end of the Dharma era? I will still become an immortal."

Uncle Nine smiled slightly: "Having confidence is a good thing."

A month later.

Li Ke completed the 100-day foundation building and entered the realm of refining essence into qi.

After a month of hard work, Qiu Shengwen saw that Li Ke had surpassed them in just over five months of training, and his motivation greatly diminished.

Uncle Nine was helpless in the face of this.

This is a matter of mindset; only you can resolve it yourself, others can only offer guidance.

However, at this moment, Uncle Nine had no time to carefully protect his eldest and second disciples.

Now that Li Ke has entered the realm of refining essence into qi, Uncle Nine is going to prepare to take Li Ke into actual combat.

The disciples of Maoshan take it upon themselves to slay demons and eliminate evil, and fight against evil throughout their lives.

Now that Li Ke has achieved success in his spiritual practice, he naturally wants to uphold the principles of Maoshan disciples.

Not to mention, without actual combat experience, even the best kung fu is just fancy footwork, and even the most powerful protective techniques are just for show.

Nighttime, a mass grave.

Uncle Nine brought Li Ke here.

They were both carrying a jar on their backs.

Uncle Nine stopped and said, "The world is in turmoil, and people are suffering. Many families are destroyed and people die, and in the end, they can only be buried hastily in places like this, without even a tombstone."

"Li Ke, I will set up an altar to pray for the souls of the dead."

"At that time, there may be vengeful spirits and evil ghosts causing trouble."

"This is where your protection comes in."

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu handed the jar behind his back to Li Ke.

Li Ke nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Master, I will absolutely not let a single vengeful spirit come near you!"

Uncle Nine smiled and began to set up the altar.

Li Ke observed his surroundings, guarding against danger.

Suddenly, a sound came from beside my ear.

"Hey, handsome guy!"

Li Ke turned his head and saw a woman in white sitting on a rock, waving at him.

The woman's shoulders were large and smooth, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

While setting up the altar, Uncle Nine observed Li Ke's actions.

Li Ke sneered, "I can tell you're not human at first glance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ke leaped into the air, and golden light emanated from his right palm.

Uncle Nine was quite envious when he saw this.

Even he, if he wanted to recognize whether the other party was a human or a ghost, would have to rely on external objects.

Li Ke's Pure Yang Dao Body possesses the Pure Yang Dharma Eye, making demons and monsters nowhere to hide in his eyes.

The female ghost was taken aback.

In that instant, Li Ke's palm strike landed on her head.

The female ghost was covered in golden light.

One second later.

The golden light dissipated.

A female ghost who had become a vengeful spirit was purified back into a wandering soul by Li Ke with a single palm strike.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine couldn't help but remind him, "Magic power is precious; every bit used is a bit less."

Li Ke turned around and replied, "Understood, Master."

Li Ke looked at the wandering spirit, immediately picked up the jar, opened the lid, and put the wandering spirit into it.

Li Ke put the lid on and seemed to be deep in thought.

Afterwards, Li Ke returned to the vicinity of the altar set up by Uncle Jiu to continue protecting the Dharma.

The night passed, and the sun rose.

Li Ke helped his ninth uncle walk towards the mortuary.

Uncle Nine couldn't help but sigh on the way, "I'm getting old."

Li Ke quickly said, "Master, what are you saying? You're still very young."

Uncle Nine shook his head: "When I was young, I would perform rituals for the departed for seven days and seven nights without eating or drinking, and without even taking a breath."

"And now, after just one night, my back and waist are already aching."

Li Ke didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seven days later.

midnight.

Uncle Jiu took Li Ke away from the mortuary again.

This time, they went into the mountains.

There is a village in the mountains called Xiaoshi Village.

The village chief of Xiaoshi Village came to the mortuary for help, saying that there were zombies in the village.

Without hesitation, Uncle Nine set off immediately.

Even in the middle of the night.

Upon entering Xiaoshi Village, every household had its doors tightly shut, and no one dared to turn on their lights.

Only the village chief who had pleaded for help led Uncle Jiu and Li Ke to the ancestral hall where the corpses were kept.

Inside the ancestral hall.

The family of three was neatly arranged on the door panel.

Uncle Nine asked, "How many days has this zombie been around?"

"It has been three days."

The village chief answered honestly.

"On the first day, the zombie bit Ren Tian to death."

"The next day, the zombie bit Ren Tian's son to death."

"That zombie bit Ren Tian's wife to death today."

Uncle Nine then asked, "Did anyone see where that zombie came from?"

The village chief quickly replied, "That zombie was Ren Tian's grandfather in disguise."

Uncle Nine immediately said, "Take me to his grave quickly."

The village chief trembled, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Can't I not go?"

"Not going?"

"When a zombie is unearthed, it will first devour its own relatives."

"Now all three members of the Ren family are dead."

"Who will the zombie bite next?"

"The closer a family is to another by blood, the more likely that family will suffer."

The village chief was dumbfounded.

"ah!!!"

"I'll take you there, I'll take you there."

"Uncle Jiu, you absolutely must get rid of this zombie."

The village chief became impatient.

Seeing this, how could Li Ke not understand that the village chief's family was most closely related to Ren Tian by blood?

The village chief led Uncle Jiu and Li Ke to Ren Tian's grandfather's grave.

Li Ke sighed inwardly, "The Ren family is really unlucky. All the zombies come from their family. Tsk tsk tsk."