Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"Understood, junior disciple." Chu Sheng memorized the incantation.

Maoshan Taoism focuses on cultivating spiritual insight and spiritual power, thus requiring a very high level of mental discipline.

The art of removing poison is a delicate skill. If one is not careful, not only will the recipient be harmed, but the practitioner may also suffer a backlash. One must be extremely cautious.

If things go wrong, the consequences could be dire.

Half an hour later, Chu Sheng's energy had reached its peak.

He washed his hands, lit three sticks of incense to soothe the soul, placed them in the incense burner by his bedside, and chanted incantations as he paid homage to the ancestral master.

He chanted three times, "Bless this disciple, bless this disciple, bless this disciple!"

Ren Tingting seemed unaware of the seriousness of the situation. Lying on the bed like a curious child, she saw Chu Sheng's serious expression and asked in a low voice:

"Will it hurt a lot?"

"It shouldn't hurt as much as it did before." Chu Sheng sat on the edge of the bed and scattered a handful of glutinous rice around him to prevent the spread of the corpse's aura.

"Be gentle... I'm afraid of pain." Ren Tingting's cheeks flushed slightly.

"This is my first time too..." Chu Sheng said, both amused and exasperated, assuring him, "Don't worry, I'll try to be gentle so it won't hurt you too much."

Ren Tingting softly hummed in agreement. "Then you can come." After saying that, she bit her slightly pale lips, closed her eyes, and looked like she was ready to be taken.

"Here I come!" Chu Sheng took a deep breath, bit his left index finger, squeezed out a few drops of bright red blood, and dripped it onto Ren Tingting's Jianjing acupoint.

Silently recite the "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" in your mind, and the true qi at your fingertips penetrates into the acupoints like fine needles.

Next came Tianzong, Quyuan, Bingfeng... With each acupoint pressed, Chu Sheng's forehead would be covered in a fine layer of sweat.

Ren Tingting's wound continued to ooze dark red, foul-smelling liquid, staining the bandages red.

When the sixth acupoint, "Giant Bone," was pressed, a sudden change occurred!

Ren Tingting's arm wound suddenly exploded into a cloud of black energy, which condensed into a distorted human face, letting out a silent roar, and lunged towards Chu Sheng's face!

"Corpse energy taking human form?!" The Taoist priest with four eyes exclaimed in a low voice. He was about to stop him, but Lin Fengjiao stopped him with her hand.

Just as Si Mu was wondering what was going on, he saw Chu Sheng remain calm in the face of danger. His left hand already held a talisman for suppressing evil spirits, which he slapped onto the face of the black-clad man!

The talisman ignited with crimson flames, causing the black smoke to sizzle.

At the same time, he placed the last finger of his right index finger on the "Yunmen" acupoint, thus completing the Seven Stars closed loop.

"The Big Dipper governs death, the Southern Dipper governs life; the seven stars revolve, and evil spirits vanish—scatter!"

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The last spurt of thick, black blood shot out from Ren Tingting's wound, splashing onto the blue brick floor and corroding a small pit.

The three bloody marks on her arm turned from black to red at a visible speed, and gradually scabbed over.

"Goodness, this kid is very thoughtful; he anticipated this."

Master Four Eyes nodded in satisfaction, then glared at Lin Fengjiao with annoyance—humph, that deadpan face of his had thought of it first again.

Ren Tingting only felt Chu Sheng tap her a few times before she fell silent. Thinking it was just a prelude, she opened her beautiful eyes and asked curiously:

"Has it started?"

"It's over." Chu Sheng chuckled lightly, and was about to get up when his foot wobbled slightly.

"Junior brother!" Yu Chuda, who had been standing by the side, reacted quickly and stepped forward to support Chu Sheng, looking at Lin Fengjiao with a worried expression.

"It's alright, just need to adjust your breathing for a moment." Lin Fengjiao was prepared, and took out the thin slices of the five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, letting Chu Sheng hold three slices under his tongue.

The next moment, color gradually returned to Chu Sheng's pale face, and a faint golden light emanated from his body.

In the blink of an eye, he had recovered most of his strength.

Ren Fa rushed into the room: "Tingting!"

He stood by the bedside, watching as the three hideous blackish-purple welts on his daughter's arm faded and turned into bright red scabs. The anxiety that had gripped him all day finally subsided.

His eyes reddened, and disregarding those around him, he rushed to the bedside, grasped Ren Tingting's other hand, and said in a trembling voice:

"My dear girl, how are you feeling?"

Ren Tingting blinked, moved her injured arm, and smiled, "Dad, it doesn't hurt anymore. See, I'm fine. Don't worry."

Ren Fa nodded repeatedly: "It's good that you're alright. You scared your father to death."

Lin Fengjiao glanced at Ren Fa with a complicated expression. Although this Mr. Ren was usually ruthless and heartless, he was truly devoted to his daughter.

He offered a reminder:

"Although the corpse poison in Miss Ren's body has been eliminated, her vital energy is still weak, and she needs to rest for several days. She must not eat meat, and she should wipe her body with glutinous rice water every noon."

Ren Fa readily agreed, then turned back and asked, "Master Lin, what other medicinal herbs or tonics do you need? I'll have someone go and buy them right away!"

Lin Fengjiao shook her head: "Just remember to wipe your body with glutinous rice water every noon."

As he spoke, he looked out the window at the twilight and said to the Taoist priest with four eyes:

"Old Master Ren was injured by Quanxing and then suppressed by his nephew's amulet coins, which must have damaged his very essence."

I dare not risk coming to the Ren residence again tonight. I will trouble you, Senior Brother, Wencai, and Qiusheng, to stay at the Ren residence while I take Chusheng back to the mortuary.

Si Mu naturally knew that Lin Fengjiao was going back to the mortuary to refine pills, so he didn't stop her. He patted his chest and said, "Go ahead without worry, I'll take care of the Ren family!"

He turned to Ren Fa and grinned:

"Master Ren, I am here, and there will be no mishap. You can rest assured."

Seeing this, Ren Fa nodded awkwardly and forced a smile:

"I naturally believe in Master Four Eyes' Taoist arts... Um, Master Lin, do you need a car? Shall I have my servants take you there?"

Lin Fengjiao bowed in thanks for the kindness and then left the Ren residence with Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda.

...

Just as Lin Fengjiao's figure disappeared through the gate of the Ren residence.

The anxiety that had been on Ren Fa's face receded like a receding tide.

He walked around to a secluded spot next to a rockery in the backyard, and after confirming that no one was around, he reached out and pressed his hand into a hollow in the rockery.

With a soft "click," the base of the artificial hill slid open a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through, revealing stone steps extending downwards.

Ren Fa took a deep breath, sighed resignedly, and stepped inside.

The stone steps were short, ending at a heavy iron gate.

Ren Fa took out a strangely shaped key, unlocked the door, and pushed it open to enter.

Inside the door was a not-so-spacious stone chamber, with several dim oil lamps hanging on the walls, their flames flickering.

The basement was about two zhang square, and the most conspicuous thing in the center was a dark coffin.

Without hesitation, Ren Fa called out softly towards the direction of the coffin:

"father!"

...

Inside the mortuary.

Lin Fengjiao led Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda straight through the front yard and to a separate stone house in the back yard.

As soon as I opened the door, a smell mixed with the slightly burnt aroma of medicinal herbs wafted out.

The interior furnishings were simple.

The most eye-catching feature is a bronze alchemy furnace that is half a person tall in the center. On the innermost wall stands a medicine cabinet that reaches the ceiling, covered with the names of medicines.

"What are you standing there for?"

Lin Fengjiao turned around and saw Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda still standing at the door. "Come in and close the door behind you."

"This is where I used to practice alchemy in my early years; it has been abandoned for many years."

His tone carried a hint of nostalgia, "Your master used to laugh at me, saying that drawing talismans was more practical than alchemy."