Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

"Uncle Jiu, this red light is flashing, it looks like it's about to give way, is it... alright?" Zhang Yue asked, still a little worried, following behind Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine waved his hand, clearly very confident in his magic, "Don't worry, it's just a zombie that hasn't drunk any blood, not even a white-haired zombie, it can't get out."

As the top figure in the supernatural world, Uncle Nine could roughly deduce the strength of Master Ren when he saw him. Therefore, in the original story, he was very confident that he could seal Master Ren with the ink line.

If it weren't for Wencai and Qiusheng being so careless as to leave a hole in the bottom of the coffin, even if Old Master Ren turned into a corpse in the middle of the night, he wouldn't have been able to get out.

But Uncle Jiu was very responsible, so he got up in the middle of the night to check on things and even covered Wencai with a blanket. Coincidentally, he had just missed Old Master Ren.

"Hmph! Sleeping so soundly, like a pig. This kind of person is best suited to guard the mortuary." Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed helplessly when he saw Wencai sleeping like a dead pig. He reached out to cover him with the quilt.

"You're still awake so late, are you taking pills or refining elixirs?"

Zhang Yue scratched his head, looking embarrassed, and said, "Yes, Uncle Jiu, my foreign teacher died early. He didn't have time to guide me into the sect, leaving only a pile of books, so I can only figure out how to cultivate on my own."

"I've looked at the [Golden Knife Curse] you gave me, and it does have its merits. Once mastered, it will be incredibly powerful."

Uncle Nine grabbed Zhang Yue's wrist, took his pulse, and frowned. "Although external alchemy can help improve cultivation, consuming too many pills can easily leave lead poison in the body."

"If... you don't mind, you can bring over the scriptures from the True Immortal Temple that you mentioned. I'll help you study them and give you some pointers, which can save you a lot of trouble."

"If you're afraid I'll steal your skills, then forget it." Uncle Nine seemed a little embarrassed and wanted to explain that he wasn't after the other party's Taoist techniques.

In the practice of Taoist cultivation, secretly reading Taoist scriptures from other schools is considered stealing one's teacher.

Zhang Yue's eyes lit up. "No, I'd be more than happy to have Uncle Jiu's guidance. The Taoist books of Zhenxian Temple were originally stolen from the Empress Dowager's palace by Westerners and taken overseas. They've all been lost."

Uncle Nine nodded. "It's good that you don't think that way. It's a good thing to be devoted to the Tao. The problem is that without someone to guide you on the path of cultivation, it's easy to go astray and become a heretic..."

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Over the next few days, Zhang Yue wrote down most of the cultivation classics of the True Immortal Temple and compiled them into a book for Uncle Jiu to review.

Just as he himself said, Uncle Nine gave Zhang Yue guidance and answered many of his questions.

When it comes to the basics of Taoism, Zhang Yue was like an illiterate man. However, with the guidance of his knowledgeable Uncle Jiu, Zhang Yue made rapid progress.

Zhang Yue, on the other hand, thought that Uncle Nine would have a negative impression of the unconventional cultivation methods of the "True Immortal Temple" as evil cultivation, but to his surprise, Uncle Nine was not only not surprised, but also looked amazed.

"The True Immortal Temple was originally a cultivation sect from a thousand years ago. According to what you said, it was established in Jiaozhi, which means it was during the Tang Dynasty. At that time, the Tang Dynasty conquered Jiaozhi. There were immigrants and military governors in Jiaozhi who vigorously promoted Han culture, so it is not surprising that they also spread their teachings there and established Taoist temples."

"But I still don't recommend that you make and consume this 'elixir of immortality'."

"It is a form of heavy metal poisoning. It is only suitable for people who are about to undergo the process of self-disintegration and do not have much time left. It is potent and hallucinogenic. If you take it before you have enough magical power, you will definitely die."

"My suggestion is that you only need to take the Daoqing Pill, and you don't need to take the Longevity Pill anymore. I will teach you how to refine the medicinal power each time you take the pill."

Although Uncle Nine was not old-fashioned, he still didn't like the elixir of immortality or the elixir of life, feeling that they were too poisonous and would do no good to the human body. He, however, praised the Daoqing elixir highly.

I believe that using it in conjunction with martial arts training and Taoist cultivation is the true way to go.

Of course, this is also why Zhang Yue concealed the most crucial entomopathogenic fungus.

As for physical liberation, what cultivator hasn't heard of it? Uncle Nine wasn't surprised, because the Maoshan sect also recorded the practice of physical liberation for immortality.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Uncle Jiu, you actually know about heavy metal poisoning?"

Uncle Nine's eyes widened. "Of course I know. Do you think I'm some kind of ancient relic? The Maoshan sect also has alchemy techniques. Our ancestor knew about metal poisoning hundreds of years ago..."

"There is no distinction between good and evil in the matter of cultivation. If we must distinguish between them, then we should look at whether it harms the people or injures the innocent..."

If we have to distinguish between good and evil, the True Immortal Temple is actually more like the righteous one. It achieves immortality through self-destruction, kills sinful demons, and is like eliminating evil and bringing peace to the world.

The Maoshan sect's practice of refining, capturing, and controlling zombies appears, on the surface, to be even more sinister.

"It's a pity you couldn't bring out the complete inheritance of the True Immortal Sect..."

Zhang Yue left in a hurry, taking only a portion of the items with her.

Or perhaps Zhang Yue selectively took photos with his phone, choosing only the parts of the texts about cultivating immortality.

This was extremely regrettable for Uncle Nine, because the transmission of Taoist traditions was already difficult, and now another lineage had been completely lost.

Over the next few days, under Uncle Nine's guidance, Zhang Yue began taking Daoqing Pills, combined with breathing exercises and standing meditation. According to Uncle Nine, although Zhang Yue had already passed the best age for learning martial arts.

However, with the aid of elixirs and the use of breathing techniques to digest their medicinal properties, one can enhance their physique, prolong their life, and while strengthening their body, also greatly increase the cultivator's strength.

Uncle Nine's words conveyed the same meaning.

True Taoist priests are capable of hand-to-hand combat with zombies.

What kind of Taoist priest can't fight zombies hand-to-hand...?

As for Old Master Ren's coffin, it was carried out to the yard by Wencai and Qiusheng every day during the day to bask in the sun and reduce the lingering stench of death, and then carried back into the house at night.

After being exposed to the scorching sun day after day, Old Master Ren was quite exhausted. He used to kick the coffin lid incessantly every night, but later he couldn't even pat it anymore.

Uncle Nine also helped Master Ren find a new auspicious burial site, located by a crescent-shaped lake, and chose an auspicious day to move the coffin there for burial.

Although Zhang Yue wasn't particularly interested in feng shui, since he couldn't even understand a compass, he still followed Uncle Jiu to learn this tedious and boring art.

"Water, and the generation of water, represents continuous life."

"This old master's tomb is located next to a flowing stream. This terrain is uniquely advantageous, forming a crescent shape, where the vital energy does not dissipate and the water flows continuously. By utilizing the feng shui terrain, the corpse's energy is constantly washed away. Even a drought demon would have its strength greatly reduced if buried for a long time..."

Wencai asked, "Master, what will happen to Old Master Ren?"

Uncle Nine chuckled and said, "How about it? All that corpse aura has been washed away by the raw water, so you're basically a corpse now, aren't you? In a few years, you'll just rot into bones..."

Wencai said happily, "That's great, my Tingting is safe now."

Qiu Sheng chimed in, "Hey, what do you mean 'my Tingting'? She hasn't even agreed to be with you yet. If anyone's going to choose, it'll be me..."

Uncle Nine shook his head, ignoring the two quarreling disciples. He was about to call Zhang Yue back to his room to continue discussing the Golden Knife Curse when someone suddenly ran in.

"Uncle Jiu, something terrible has happened! Master Ren is dead."

What?

Master Ren is dead?

Zhang Yue stood up, surprised. How did Master Ren die? Master Ren was already sunburnt to death. Who killed him?

He died right after his grave was moved?

Uncle Nine looked surprised. "Come on, take me to the Ren family."