The Corpse Driver of Western Hunan: My profession panel has no upper limit.

Lu Jin took a deep breath, stabilizing his turbulent blood and qi. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly as the words before him appeared.

【Occupation: Corpse Transporter LV3 (134/3000)】

[Active Class Skill: Looting Corpses (Perfect)]

[Items bound to the corpse: Innate Martial Spirit, Swift Movement, Immunity to All Poisons]

[Corpse-driving skill: Perfected]

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (460/1000)

[Hun Yuan Wu Ji Zhuang: Beginner (13/1000)]

【Power: 14.2→15.3】

Agility: 13.3 → 14.4

[Spirit: 11.9→13.2]

[Willpower: 11.7 → 13.1]

Seeing his own attributes surge so dramatically, Lu Jin was overjoyed and secretly marveled at how worthy he was of being a true inheritor of martial arts.

He had only just begun practicing the Hunyuan Wuji stance when he felt his body undergo a small transformation in all aspects.

Not only did his strength and speed increase dramatically, but his energy and spirit also improved significantly. His skin, which was originally a little loose, became much tighter, greatly enhancing his defensive capabilities.

"But that's not enough, I need to become stronger."

Lu Jin was planning to continue his arduous training; the feeling of being able to see his own improvement was simply too addictive.

Unexpectedly, Lin Tianzheng interrupted him, walking up to Lu Jin with a shocked expression, hesitant to speak.

"Ah Lu, your talent is even more terrifying than I imagined, but haste makes waste. Eat something, and then come with me to see the High Priest."

"The thing you encountered last night was more troublesome than I imagined. When I was searching for Xiong Yan, I went to the grave where you killed the King Serpent. There... was only the King Serpent's lair, not the blood coffin you mentioned that was buried upright."

"Perhaps you are the only one who can see that bride in red for the time being, or... she has already set her sights on you and has used special methods to help you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin's heart skipped a beat.

It was truly bizarre, but he quickly calmed down.

It's just a demon. If it dares to come, Lu Jin will make sure it never leaves alive.

"OK."

Lu Jin nodded, the hunger in his stomach prompting him to follow behind Lin Tianzheng.

Before long, he saw Lin Tianzheng prepare a sumptuous lunch.

"From now on, you will come to practice martial arts in the morning and leave after lunch every day. You are free to do whatever you want in the afternoon, but remember not to rush your practice and avoid making any mistakes."

"I'll teach you the techniques of corpse transportation after tonight."

As he spoke, Lin Tianzheng poured spirit snake wine for Lu Jin and handed him another unopened bottle, which was the one they had agreed to exchange for the corpse of the weasel spirit.

"Thank you, Master."

"We're family, so let's not be formal. What's your current strength?"

"Mastery of Ming Jin (明劲)"

Upon hearing Lu Jin's words, Lin Tianzheng's chopsticks, which were about to pick up food, hovered in the air and visibly trembled twice.

"You are truly gifted. It seems your master will have to buy some medicine for you, but your master's reserves won't last long."

What Lin Tianzheng was referring to was a medicine that could refine the body and improve blood circulation more quickly, since he only had a limited supply of the Spirit Snake Wine.

"When you break through to the Ming Jin level, you'll be considered a master who has completed his apprenticeship. You can then help your master transport corpses, and the reward is quite generous."

"Hidden strength?" Lu Jin asked.

"No," Lin Tianzheng shook his head and said in a deep voice, "There are three thresholds between Ming Jin and An Jin: the unity of mind and intention, the unity of intention and Qi, and the unity of Qi and strength."

"Each level requires you to visualize and cultivate, improve your vital energy and spirit, and also need a powerful medicine to assist in your cultivation."

"When you overcome the hurdle of combining Qi and strength, you will reach the realm of Dark Force. It is still a long way off for you. All I can say is that I will do my best to help you find the elixir for each hurdle."

"Thank you, Master."

Lu Jin remembered what Lin Tianzheng said, and his thoughts drifted back to the Ming Dynasty general's tomb that he had visited with Xu Yeqing and the others.

The major medicines that aid in training at each level, including those for tempering the body through stance training, all require money. While he may not be financially independent in that tomb, he should be able to survive for a while without any problems.

"Perhaps I can give it a try after I break through to the Ming Jin level."

After a hearty meal, Lu Jin followed Lin Tianzheng through many households. Upon meeting the people of the Miao village, Lin Tianzheng directly introduced Lu Jin as his future successor.

Lu Jin immediately became a celebrity in the Miao village, receiving a flood of praise, and some even brought him stored food or newly sewn clothes.

Even more extreme, some people, knowing that Lu Jin was still single, directly wanted to pair him up with their daughters.

According to Lin Tianzheng, corpse drivers are highly respected in the entire Miao village because after each successful corpse-driving operation, they are required to donate 30% of their earnings to the Miao village.

The main purpose was to reduce the pressure on everyone from the warlord's taxes, and the other people in the Miao village also provided assistance to the corpse-driving craftsmen to the best of their ability.

"Master, what if we don't pay taxes to that warlord?"

"Can you withstand foreign guns and cannons?" Lin Tianzheng's eyes flickered. "Besides, there are skilled fighters within the warlord ranks. Even if you kill one, there are even bigger warlords above him. How can you guarantee that you won't have any trouble after killing the warlord?"

"Before you have absolute strength, spending money to avoid disaster is the best policy."

Lu Jin twitched his lips, thinking to himself, "At worst, I'll just kill them all." However, Lu Jin still agreed with Lin Tianzheng's words.

Never act rashly before you have absolute strength.

The saying "might makes right" is based on the premise that your fist is actually big.

Before long, Lu Jin arrived at the foot of a mountain. Looking up, he saw that the mountain was a hundred meters high, and a small path led to the top.

At the top of the mountain, there was a Miao village, with bells and talismans hanging around it. It took some effort to climb to the top.

Lu Jin then saw a young man who looked about the same age as himself, dressed in Miao village clothing. He was a rather thin man practicing Tai Chi and had a Taoist air about him.

This is quite normal. The first high priest of their Miao village originally came from a Taoist temple. He later married and had children in the Miao village, and then, like the corpse-driving craftsmen, the position was passed down from generation to generation.

"Uncle Lin."

The young man respectfully clasped his hands in greeting and bowed to Lin Tianzheng.

"Jiang Feng, where is your master?" Lin Tianzheng nodded in acknowledgment, and then introduced Lu Jin again, "This is my disciple, Lu Jin."

"Hello." Jiang Feng smiled at Lu Jin, his eyes showing considerable interest. He knew that Lin Tian was currently selecting personal disciples.

Xiong Yan was trying to win him over, but in the end, Xiong Yan disappeared in Huangquan Mountain, and his personal disciple ended up in Lu Jin's hands.

Jiang Feng had never heard of Lu Jin before. Although their Miao village was not large, it still had several thousand people. It was perfectly normal that they had never heard of Lu Jin, who was previously unknown.

Lu Jin smiled and nodded, which could be considered a greeting. Then, led by Jiang Feng, Lu Jin and Lin Tian entered the Miao village.

Upon closer inspection, a figure with an imposing presence was sitting cross-legged, dressed in Miao ethnic clothing and wearing a shamanic crown. This was Yang Changqing, the high priest of their Miao village.

His parents are both Miao people, but nowadays Miao villages are increasingly adopting Han Chinese naming conventions, which has gradually become a habit.

Sensing the presence of Lu Jin and the others, he suddenly opened his eyes, staring intently at Lu Jin.

Suddenly, his body moved like a gust of wind, arriving in front of Lu Jin in an instant, much to Lu Jin's surprise.

"His forehead is dark and his head is blood red. Tianzheng, the disciple you took in has probably encountered a great terror."

"Is there a solution?" Lin Tianzheng frowned.

Yang Changqing observed carefully for a while, then performed a divination for Lu Jin, pinching his fingers and closing his eyes tightly.

After a long while, he suddenly opened his eyes, his expression somewhat moved, as if he had foreseen an extremely terrifying existence. He quickly shook his head and said, "It can be resolved, but it will require a great deal of energy, and even one's lifespan."

"The thing your disciple encountered is extraordinary. It doesn't exist in the world. It's filled with resentment. Judging from the divination and the weather, it has already taken your disciple as its prey. Even the blood and qi of a master of internal strength can hardly harm its body. Special methods must be used."

At this point, Yang Changqing shook his head. "The best solution is to find a different apprentice."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin's face darkened, and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes. It wasn't directed at Yang Changqing, but at the bride in red.

That mere demon dared to treat him as prey.

However, seeing Yang Changqing's pessimism, Lin Tianzheng became anxious and said confidently, "If you help him through this difficult time today, he will protect your disciple in the future! Even the entire Miao village!"

In an instant, Yang Changqing's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he stared intently at Lu Jin again. Then he glanced at Jiang Feng beside him and slowly spoke.

"Prove to me that it will take me at least ten years of my lifespan to save your disciple from this predicament."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Feng walked up to Lu Jin with strange steps and a smile on his face.

"Jiang Feng, Ming Jin, please enlighten me."

Seeing this, Lin Tianzheng was about to say something, knowing that Lu Jin had only reached the Great Perfection of Ming Jin, how could he be a match for Jiang Feng?

He planned to appeal to Yang Changqing's emotions and reason, explaining just how terrifying Lu Jin, the high priest of the Miao village, was.

It can be called the future of the Miao village.

Given time, Lu Jin will surely become famous throughout the world once he leaves the Miao village, and the people of the Miao village will no longer have to live such a hard life.

Before Lin Tianzheng could speak, Lu Jin walked up to him, met Jiang Feng's gaze, and exuded an unparalleled confidence. His indifferent voice suddenly resounded throughout the village.

"My name is Lu Jin. I've been practicing martial arts for less than a month, at the Ming Jin level. Please give me your guidance!"

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