Zombie World, I am a wild god in Renjia Town

Taoist Qianhe, Dong Xiaoyu, Zheng Xiaodie and others in the main god space all looked at the Zodiac Temple in surprise.

Bathed in this brilliant golden light, they felt warm all over, as if they were in a hot spring, feeling indescribably comfortable.

Immediately afterwards, a refreshing fragrance wafted out from the Zodiac Temple, filling the entire main god space and dissipating along any place connected to it.

Zodiac temples, palace temples, statues and tablets of gods worshipped by believers...

"This is a blessing from Huang Daogong!!"

The experienced Yinchai suddenly shouted.

The others were overjoyed when they heard this. They immediately stopped what they were doing, bent their knees and sat down cross-legged, frantically absorbing the essence and spiritual energy contained in this strange fragrance.

The more they absorbed, the more solid and firm their souls became, and there was even a faint tendency for them to solidify into a physical entity.

Taoist Qianhe was shocked. It was the first time he felt the blessing of Huang Daogong. He never thought that the benefits were so amazing that it could actually strengthen his spirit and soul and solidify his body.

This strange fragrance is of great benefit to them.

He did not dare to be negligent and also sat down cross-legged to absorb the strange fragrance.

……

In the charity cemetery.

This time, Wencai was different from the miserable look he had just had when he was carried out by two ghost messengers. Now he was full of energy and vigor.

He returned to the charity cemetery and had no time to share the good news with Uncle Jiu. He followed Taoist Qianhe's instructions and went back to bed, sitting cross-legged to practice, waiting for the so-called opportunity to come.

He had studied Taoism with Uncle Jiu for many years, and had been forced to practice during this period, so he had already memorized the cultivation techniques by heart.

He pinched his fingers together and practiced the mental formula over and over again. The meridians that were blocked in the past were now like doors that were wide open, allowing him to enter and exit freely.

He carefully tried to draw a trace of spiritual energy into his body, only to feel that the spiritual energy that had ignored him in the past was rushing towards him as if summoned, penetrating through his pores and transforming into a trace of spiritual power wandering in his meridians.

Wencai was overjoyed. This kind of phenomenon was something he had never dared to imagine before.

But after this bone transformation, he can easily control the spiritual energy and transform the spiritual energy scattered in the air into his own spiritual power.

Just can't imagine.

Long live Huang Daogong!!

He cheered happily in his heart and burst into tears of gratitude for Huang Daogong's gift.

"Wencai, that brat, didn't even tell me he was coming back. What on earth is going on with him being invited by Huang Daogong? It's driving me crazy."

When Uncle Jiu found out that Wencai had returned, he was originally waiting for Wencai to come over and report, but he never expected that Wencai would go straight back to his room to rest, which made him very angry.

Just when he was feeling depressed, a strange fragrance suddenly wafted through the air, which lifted his spirits. He took a whiff and looked overjoyed. "This is the blessing of Huang Daogong."

He was now all too familiar with this strange fragrance.

He did not dare to delay and went out to wake up Qiu Sheng, asking him to seize the time to practice. When he wanted to call Wencai again, he suddenly found that the lights in Wencai's room were on. It was obvious that Wencai had not fallen asleep at all.

"This kid is quite clever~"

Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction, and then he ignored Wencai. He went back to his room, sat cross-legged and practiced, madly absorbing this pure spiritual energy.

"I did it, I did it, Master Dao, I did it!!"

After an unknown amount of time, the strange fragrance gradually disappeared, and suddenly a loud and ecstatic shout came from Wencai's room, waking up Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng. They rushed to Wencai's room to check what was going on.

All I saw was Wencai laughing like a madman in the room, shouting crazy words like "Master Taoist, I have succeeded."

"Literary talent!!"

Uncle Jiu was shocked. Together with Qiu Sheng, they held Wencai down. Then he used the Three Purities Technique and tapped Wencai's forehead, chanting the Heart Purification Mantra: "Taishangtaixing, responding to changes without stopping. Exorcising evil spirits and binding demons, protecting life and body. Wisdom is clear, mind is at peace. Three souls are eternal, and the spirit is unbroken."

A flash of inspiration occurred.

Wencai's eyes suddenly became clear, and he recovered from his madness. He looked at Jiushu and Qiusheng and said excitedly, "Master, I have entered the door. I have entered the door of cultivation."

"What!?"

Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng were both shocked. They knew Wencai's talent for cultivation very well. They could only say that with Wencai's talent, he had long been locked outside the door of cultivation and even had an iron lock on it. It was estimated that he would not be able to make any progress in this life.

But overnight, Wencai actually said that he had reached the beginning of his cultivation.

Uncle Jiu quickly pinched Wencai's pulse, and the spiritual energy flowed out and into Wencai's meridians. As soon as his spiritual energy entered, it was immediately repelled by a weak spiritual power inside.

He was shocked, "Wencai, have you really gotten started?!"

Qiu Sheng was even more shocked. Is this a joke?

Wencai said happily, "All of this is thanks to the grace of Mr. Huang Daogong. He helped me to refine my bones and improve my talent, allowing me to also have the talent to practice Taoism."

Uncle Jiu looked at Wencai with a strange expression. This was more than just an improvement, it was a huge transformation, turning Wencai from a mediocre person with mediocre qualifications into a gifted genius.

With the blessing of the strange fragrance, Wencai was able to break through the shackles of many years overnight, open the door to Taoism in one fell swoop, and officially embark on the path of Taoism.

Qiu Sheng was envious and jealous, "Wencai, you've made a fortune this time."

He practiced hard for so many years before he was able to get started with the help of Huang Daogong's blessing of strange fragrance, but Wencai's cultivation level increased dramatically overnight.

He was so envious of this progress.

However, Wen was able to receive the gift from Huang Daogong only because he diligently served Huang Daogong and had the patience to pass Huang Daogong's test.

Only now do I have this opportunity.

"Good good."

Uncle Jiu was overjoyed. Now both of his disciples had entered the cultivation realm. Among them, Wencai was given a great opportunity by Master Huang Dao. His talent became extraordinary and his future was promising.

I hope my disciples will become successful!

This is the best gift he has ever received on his birthday!

And all this is the gift of Huang Daogong.

Uncle Jiu's admiration for Huang Daogong suddenly rose to a higher level.

……

In a dilapidated temple somewhere in the wilderness.

Taoist Priest Simu and Master Ikkyu and their group led their "clients" to rest here. They lit a bonfire and offered sacrifices to the ancestral tablet and statue of Huang Daogong.

In addition to the ancestral tablet of Huang Daogong brought back by Taoist Simu, there are also two clay statues of Huang Daogong made by Qingqing herself.

One of these two statues is worshipped by the young prince, and the other is worshipped by Qingqing and Master Ikkyu.

"The conditions are tough, so please be patient for two days. Once we get to Renjia Town, everything will get better."

Taoist Simu took out some dry food and started to eat it. He had been out chasing corpses for many years and was used to this kind of life where people had to sleep in the open air.

"Haha, when I travel around, I usually use the sky as my blanket and the ground as my bed. This little bit of hardship is nothing."

Master Ikkyu chanted the Buddha's name and laughed.

He is not a monk who lives a life of luxury in the temple. He is an ascetic monk who travels around the world and experiences all kinds of life. It is common for him to sleep in the open air.

Jiale and Qingqing, one often followed his master out to drive corpses, and the other accompanied his master on wanderings, so they were no longer surprised by the current harsh conditions.

Among them, only the little prince had never suffered any hardship since childhood, and had lived a good life with food and clothes provided for him. In addition, he was scratched by the royal zombies and has not yet fully recovered. Therefore, he walked all the way like a frosted eggplant, wilted.

He ate his dry food silently, hoping to reach the next town as soon as possible.

Just as they were chatting and laughing, suddenly a strange fragrance came to their noses and penetrated into their nasal cavity.

Qingqing sniffed the sudden strange fragrance and said with joy, "Where does this fragrance come from? It smells so good!!"

"Yeah, where does this aroma come from in the middle of nowhere? Is someone barbecuing nearby? It smells so good."

Jiale smacked his lips and couldn't help but sniff the aroma.

"I seem to be getting better."

A hint of redness appeared on the little prince's pale face, and he looked more energetic and his eyes bright, as if he had recovered all of a sudden.

"No, this is not an ordinary fragrance, it is a blessing from Huang Daogong."

Taoist Simu suddenly exclaimed, and said quickly: "Everyone, please sit down and practice. This strange fragrance is very beneficial to us practitioners."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged and began to practice hand seals.

Master Ikkyu and others saw that Taoist Simu spoke so seriously that they did not dare to neglect him. They also followed his example and sat down to absorb the pure spiritual energy contained in this strange fragrance.

The young prince was bewildered. He was not a cultivator and did not know how to absorb this strange fragrance. He could only be forced to digest the fragrance with every breath he took.

As the strange fragrance flowed into his body through his nasal cavity, all the fatigue in his body was swept away, and all the corpse poison acne left by his uncle's scratches disappeared quickly like bubbles in the sun.

His little face was full of surprise, and he kowtowed to the statue of Huang Daogong repeatedly, thanking him for his blessings.

Taoist Simu, Master Ikkyu, and others also benefited greatly from the influence of the strange fragrance. Jiale said with joy, "Master, I feel like I have vaguely touched the threshold of entry."

Taoist Simu was delighted and said, "You have made a fortune this time. Remember to serve Huang Daogong diligently every day and don't forget his kindness."

"I understand, Master."

Jiale scratched his head and smiled innocently.

"Huang Daogong is truly extraordinary."

Master Ikkyu felt the improvement of his cultivation, let out a long breath, and for the first time truly experienced the blessings of worshipping Huang Daogong.

"..." Of course, Huang Daogong is a benevolent and compassionate man, sympathetic to all, and a hateful enemy of evil. Taoist Simu praised Huang Daogong generously, saying, "Monk, you should be happy to be able to offer your worship to Huang Daogong. Let his holy light shine upon you, bringing you blessings and longevity."

Qingqing said confidently, "Master, in my opinion, worshiping Buddha and worshiping gods are the same. We are worshipping only good virtues."

Master Ikkyu smiled helplessly, and had to admit that he had indeed received a great favor from Huang Daogong this time.

Now he had a reason to worship Huang Daogong.

……

At the same time, because of the widespread belief in Huang Daogong throughout the entire Renjia Town, there were temples dedicated to Huang Daogong and households dedicated to him in almost every street and alley. So for a while the entire Renjia Town was filled with fragrance, and everyone was immersed in the influence of the unique fragrance, which cured diseases and strengthened their bodies if they were healthy.

In the surrounding villages, the families who worship the statue of Huang Daogong and the ancestral tablets are also warmed by the unique fragrance, and the whole house is filled with the aroma.

Once raw, twice cooked.

Most of them knew that this was a blessing from Huang Daogong, so they were ecstatic to accept this favor and offered incense to Huang Daogong to express their gratitude.

Because it was late at night, the county magistrate and his entourage were arranged by Mr. Ren to stay in an inn in the town. They had just experienced a ghost coming back to life and were in a state of panic.

Master Ren did not dare to be negligent and had to accompany him all night.

When questioned by the county magistrate, he recounted Huang Daogong's miracles one after another, from using his divine power to drive away the giant beast to cracking the earth to destroy the Western zombies, from bestowing blessings with strange fragrance to rewarding the Ren family with a full warehouse of rice.

Mr. Ren praised Huang Daogong as the only one in heaven and nowhere else on earth, and his respect for him was beyond words.

The county magistrate couldn't help but be fascinated by what he heard.

Just as they were chatting animatedly, a strange fragrance suddenly wafted over, making them feel refreshed and the fatigue from a sleepless night disappeared in an instant.

The county magistrate was shocked. "What kind of fragrance is this? It can actually refresh the mind."

Master Ren was overjoyed. "This is the blessing of Huang Daogong's special fragrance. This special fragrance can not only cure all diseases, but also strengthen the body."

As he got older, his physical condition was getting worse day by day. However, with the blessing of Huang Daogong's strange fragrance, he was completely refreshed. He was as strong as ever, his waist and legs were no longer sore, and he could run a thousand meters in one breath.

"Really? (Qian Qian Zhao)?"

The county magistrate was overjoyed. He found that as he inhaled the strange fragrance, his body indeed began to glow with vitality, and all the unspeakable problems in the past were now showing signs of recovery.

This made him overjoyed. He inhaled the fragrance without caring about his face, hoping that he could recover and become a man again.

Mr. Ren didn't care what the county magistrate thought. He had already started breathing, not wanting to miss this rare opportunity.

Also in the inn.

But it is not the inn in Renjia Town, but the Baohe Inn in Baohe Village.

Since the horse bandits were wiped out, Mao Shanming, the outsider who was originally mistaken for a horse bandit spy, cleared up the misunderstanding and regained his freedom.

He stayed in the inn.

"Dabao and Xiaobao, you two have worked hard following me. I'm going to burn these two new clothes for you. Wear them sparingly. If they get damaged, they'll be gone."

Mao Shanming opened the oil-paper umbrella and let out Dabao and Xiaobao, who were dressed in Qing Dynasty official uniforms and funeral clothes. He was a quack who kept two little ghosts and made a living by cheating and deceiving people.

However, he was unlucky and had bad luck wherever he went, so he was often forced to flee to the next town before staying in one place for long.

They, one man and two ghosts, depended on each other for survival and wandered around like a tiger.

"Thank you, Uncle Ming."