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

【Occupation: Corpse Transporter LV4 (12/4000)】

[Hun Yuan Wu Ji Zhuang: Minor Success (103/2000)+]

Tai Chi: Ming Jin (24/1000)+

[Six Harmony Spear: Minor Success (343/500)+]

[Bajiquan: Ming Jin (801/1000)+]

[Corpse-driving skill: Perfected]

Strength: 15.7 → 21.3+

Agility: 14.6 → 19.5+

[Spirit: 13.4 → 18.9+]

[Willpower: 13.5 → 19.2+]

Potential Point: 1

The dense text before him was the result of his hard work and sweat over the past few days, thanks to improvements in various aspects and the effects of the snake wine.

His four-dimensional attributes have grown remarkably, and his physique has also become stronger. After breaking through to the minor completion stage of the Hunyuan Wuji Stance, Lu Jin clearly felt that his skin's defensive capabilities had become much stronger.

It can only be said that it truly deserves to be called a lineage of martial arts.

According to Lin Tianzheng, once the stance training is perfected, one can more quickly cultivate one's qi and blood, and even enable martial artists to reach a state of invulnerability to swords and spears and indestructibility in the face of divine intervention.

At the same time, his professional panel was upgraded again, and he gained hard-earned potential points. Without any hesitation, Lu Jin immediately added these potential points to his Bajiquan proficiency.

"I need greater power, Deep Blue. Hear my call and rise!"

Lu Jin frowned, his eyes were firm, and a roar came from the depths of his heart. The image of the red-clad bride kept flashing in his mind, which made Lu Jin feel a cold killing intent.

In an instant, his proficiency in Bajiquan was rapidly increasing. After a flash of white light, Lu Jin felt his blood and qi surging within him, violently churning his internal organs.

Click click click!

Thunderous sounds emanated from his bones and muscles, like the incessant beating of drums. Lu Jin could feel the muscles all over his body tensing up wildly, enveloped by a surge of heat, followed by tearing and healing, visibly growing larger.

Bigger muscles don't necessarily mean stronger, but no muscles definitely mean weaker!

Bajiquan: Ming Jin (1000/1000)

【Power: 21.3→24.7】

Agility: 19.5 → 22.9

[Spirit: 18.9→21.3]

[Willpower: 19.2 → 21.5]

"This is the ultimate form of Ming Jin!"

Lu Jin opened his eyes, clenched his fist, and casually threw a punch. The powerful force spread wildly outwards from his fist.

The enormous, monstrous serpent corpse hanging from the roof beam was blasted apart by Lu Jin, its skin torn open and its scales even shattered in one place.

After breaking through to the pinnacle of Ming Jin, his strength has reached a new level compared to before. Lu Jin even felt that he could defeat his previous self with one hand.

"I need to see my master tomorrow to look at the visualization diagram; I'll also need some medicine to help with that."

Looking at the experience bar behind his Bajiquan skill, Lu Jin knew he needed to prepare for a breakthrough in the Mind and Will Unity stage.

The three major hurdles—harmony of mind, harmony of spirit, and harmony of strength—are the steps that allow one to progress from Ming Jin (manifest strength) to An Jin (hidden strength). Each breakthrough increases one's strength several times over.

But difficulties followed one after another.

The three stages require three different visualization diagrams to temper the warrior's spirit and energy, and each stage requires a major medicine as a catalyst.

Lin Tianzheng should have no shortage of visualization diagrams, after all, the art of corpse driving is passed down from generation to generation, and without visualization diagrams, he could not reach the level of internal strength.

However, these powerful medicines are hard to find. They are all precious natural treasures, and their prices are exorbitant. The medicinal guide is also a major obstacle for many Ming Jin martial artists!

"If all else fails, we can take Master to that Ming Dynasty general's tomb, sell the antiques inside for silver dollars, and exchange them for a medicinal herb."

Lu Jin took a deep breath, suppressing the matter in his heart, and looked up at the dazzling starry sky.

The next second, the image of the bride in red hung in the night, appearing and disappearing, staring intently at Lu Jin with eyes full of resentment, making the hairs on Lu Jin's body stand on end.

Upon closer inspection, the bride in red suddenly vanished again, leaving only the chilling laughter of a female ghost in her ears.

Before Lu Jin could react, a pair of bloody footprints appeared at the entrance of his village, gradually walking towards him.

But after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped. Instantly, the face of a disheveled demon was close at hand, its eyes wide with anger and fear, and a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"You deserve to die!"

"Your death is just a few days away!"

"Oh!"

Lu Jin sneered, stabilizing his turbulent blood and qi. "I won't be here for a few days; I'll be coming to find you!"

Say goodbye to tonight's moon.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the figure of the bride in red had disappeared, as had the bloody footprints at the entrance of the village.

Lu Jin knew that the spell Yang Changqing had cast for him was becoming less and less effective, but Lu Jin was not too panicked.

During this period, we have already experienced the fear we needed to experience.

At this moment, all he had left was uncontrollable excitement. He was just missing a corpse, and the red-clad bride's corpse seemed perfect to Lu Jin.

"Hmph, today I'll make sure your soul is annihilated."

Lu Jin picked up his silver-white Soul-Suppressing Spear, its tip gleaming in the moonlight, imbued with Lu Jin's intense killing intent.

He said that.

He always preferred to nip trouble in the bud as long as he could win. Now that he had broken through to the peak of Ming Jin, he was going to test how much skill this bride in red actually possessed.

As a man of unwavering integrity, Lu Jin dislikes being passive; he prefers to take the initiative.

After breaking through to the peak of Ming Jin, Lu Jin's leg strength increased significantly, and he arrived at the foot of Huangquan Mountain in no time.

Based on his memory, he quickly traversed mountains and valleys, and in an instant arrived at the eerie tomb he had seen before.

Take a closer look.

When Xiong Yan was killed, the red-clad bride's tomb, which had been smashed by Lu Jin, was restored to its original state. Incense and candles were still lit in front of the tomb, and scattered pale yellow paper money swayed in the wind.

A biting, icy wind howled past, passing through Lu Jin's pores but being neutralized by his circulating qi and blood.

Looking at the scene before him, Lu Jin raised an eyebrow, recalling Lin Tianzheng's earlier statement that he had not found a tomb when he came to check.

Lu Jin knew that only he could see this tomb, or perhaps the bride in red had already cast some kind of spell on him.

The next second, Lu Jin felt the scene before him shift, and many men appeared in front of the tomb.

They held incense and candles in worship, scattering paper money into the sky, their eyes vacant, like walking corpses.

Then a female ghost wearing a phoenix crown and a red wedding dress appeared, sucking their life essence. In the blink of an eye, the men who were originally full of vitality turned into skeletons one after another.

Clang!

The bride in red suddenly glared at Lu Jin, her tone icy, "It's not time yet, you still have three days to live."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of Lu Jin suddenly disappeared, and it turned back into a lonely grave. Apart from the deathly silence and the howling of the cold wind, nothing seemed wrong.

"Playing tricks."

"It's none of my business if you don't reincarnate as a vengeful ghost after you die, but you shouldn't have offended me. You've really messed with me!"

Lu Jin immediately unleashed his full vitality, his blood surging like a mighty river. From afar, Lu Jin resembled a blazing sun.

He gripped the Soul-Suppressing Spear tightly in his hand and slammed it into the ground. The dirt immediately flew up, and the force of the blow created several thick cracks in the ground.

His movements were like a cheetah, and the sound of air being cut filled the air as Lu Jin suddenly raised the Soul-Suppressing Spear and smashed it towards the tomb.

boom!

A muffled explosion resounded through the sky, and a huge crater suddenly appeared, exposing the blood-red coffin. The sky immediately became overcast, seemingly accompanied by lightning and thunder, and the cold, gusty wind suddenly intensified.

The howling sound was like the roar of a demon!

In the dim light, a figure in red appeared in front of Lu Jin, its head rotated 360 degrees, staring at Lu Jin with murderous intent, its cold voice echoing in the deathly silent valley.

"Leave this place, and I'll spare your life. From now on, we'll keep to ourselves. You go your sunny path, and I'll cross my narrow bridge."

"Alright." Lu Jin smiled, the tip of his spear pierced the blood-red coffin, and with a sudden flick, he lifted the incredibly heavy coffin into the air with his spear.

"I will walk the path of sunshine, but you should cross the Bridge of Helplessness."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jin exerted force with one arm, and the ultimate force of Ming Jin suddenly gathered at the tip of the silver-white spear. The force trembled, and the spear screech.

Bang bang bang!

The blood-red coffin exploded with a roar, and a woman who looked exactly like the red-clothed demon suddenly slid down into the air.

In an instant, the world changed color, and a sky full of resentment erupted from the bride in red, while the red-clad figure in the distance entered the corpse in the blink of an eye.

Those eyes, filled with blood and tears, suddenly flashed, brimming with murderous intent yet devoid of life. The withered white lips slowly opened, uttering icy words.

"I let you go, but you didn't appreciate it. This man with exceptional talent is worth the cost of killing him."

"Your blood must taste delicious."

However, no sooner had she finished speaking than Lu Jin, wielding a spear, appeared before her with a soft thud.

The spear tip pierced directly into her brow, but no blood dripped down. Only an endless cold wind swept over her, ruffling Lu Jin's hair. Under the moonlight, he looked quite handsome.

"A dead man talking so much nonsense."

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