The flames were surging, and the Taoist Dharma was mysterious. With the turn of hands, the ink fell into the blood bowl. Uncle Jiu pressed the Bagua, shook it left and right, shook it up and down, and threw it into the air. At the same time, he quickly moved the ink bucket. He used his hands to take the blood bowl and caught the falling blood bowl. The black and red liquid slowly flowed into the groove of the ink bucket along the edge of the bowl.

Seeing that the thread in the ink doll had almost been soaked, Jiang Chen quickly asked, "Senior Brother, are you going to bounce it on the coffin?"

"That's right." Uncle Jiu picked up the Mo Dou and said, "I have cast a spell. This ink line can temporarily block Old Master Ren's body." While speaking, he handed the Mo Dou to Qiu Sheng, "You and Wencai go to play the thread, remember, you have to play every place!"

"Yes, Master." Although he was a little envious of Uncle Jiu's preferential treatment to Jiang Chen, Qiu Sheng and Wencai did not dare to oppose power. He was honestly trying to play the thread, while Jiang Chen watched the two of them work with great enthusiasm.

Uncle Jiu slowly walked to the spirit throne, and while lit three long incense sticks, he said to his disciples: "People are divided into good people, bad people, corpses are divided into zombies and dead corpses..."

"People not only distinguish between good and bad people, but also between men and women!" Unexpectedly, as soon as Uncle Jiu spoke, he interrupted Wen Cai quickly, which made Uncle Jiu glar at him fiercely.

"Master, why are you making a fuss?!" Uncle Jiu wanted to slap this stupid disciple to death. Seeing him doing his job honestly, he continued: "Old Master Ren's corpse is the corpse that is about to turn into a zombie!"

Compared to Wencai, Qiu Sheng was obviously much more active. He caught the opportunity and asked, "Master, how did the corpse turn into zombies?" Wencai continued, "Yes, how can people turn into bad people?"

Uncle Jiu snorted and replied: "The reason why people become bad people is because they are not good at it, and the reason why corpses turn into zombies is because they breathe a little more."

"A little more breath?" Qiu Sheng asked while zipping the line: "What does it mean?"

"Before a person dies, he gets angry, holds his breath, and is stuffy. After he dies, he will gather in his throat. The energy will not dissipate and the soul will not leave his body. Not only will the corpse be difficult to transform, but if he is buried in the dark land for many years and in a specific time, he may become a zombie!"

Uncle Jiu spoke in a deep voice, with an indescribable heaviness in his words: "Compared with ordinary ghosts, zombies are fierce and extraordinary, and the most terrifying thing is that, generally speaking, the first thing they want to bite is their closest relatives when they just woke up."

"Ah?" Wencai couldn't help but exclaim: "Wouldn't Tingting be in danger?"

Uncle Jiu glanced at him and asked without answering, "What do you think?"

"That's not necessarily true." Wen Cai's face was full of bitterness, as if he had swallowed a bitter melon alive. No, he was just a bitter melon now.

"So you two should hurry up and play the line." Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Otherwise, Miss Tingting will be in danger if the zombies come out."

"It must, it must." Wencai nodded quickly and urged Qiu Sheng to quickly bounce the line, which was concerned about his master's life safety. The lazy thought in his heart was immediately thrown away by him.

Seeing that the two of them were doing serious, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but nodded, "It should be like this when doing things. Being serious will always make fewer mistakes. Okay, it's getting late. You two will go to bed after you finish playing the line." Then, he turned to Jiang Chen and said, "Junior brother, come with me."

"Okay." Jiang Chen responded, and immediately followed Uncle Jiu to leave the hall and went to Uncle Jiu's room. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he remembered the last world of reincarnation. Ye Wen, who was also his master, had done such a thing, and he still didn't understand what Uncle Jiu wanted to do.

Sure enough, after entering the room, Uncle Jiu immediately opened the cabinet at the head of the bed, took out a tightly locked black painted wooden box from inside, opened the lock, and opened the lid of the box. There were two booklets inside, one new and the other old. He saw him take out the new one and handed it to Jiang Chen, and said, "Junior brother, I see that your breath is stable. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be able to condense the immortal roots tonight. This is the secret book of Maoshan Taoism that I specially recorded for you. When you successfully condense the immortal roots, with your deep roots, you should be able to comprehend and practice soon."

"This..." Jiang Chen didn't know the value of this secret book, especially for a cultivator, it was more than ten thousand gold. He was stunned for a while before he took the secret book in hand, "Thank you, senior brother!"

"You and I are both teachers and friends, what do you want to thank me or not?" Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "To be honest, your two juniors may still achieve a little success in the future. As for literary talent, it is hard to say. This secret book is the true teaching of Maoshan. I can't let it break the inheritance from me."

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, and had to respond in a deep voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, since I have taken on the secret book today, I will definitely not lose my inheritance in my hands."

"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded: "Actually, I'm very glad that your appearance has allowed me to see the hope of the sect's inheritance. Go and practice. Practicing Taoism is like sailing against the current, and you must not slack off."

"Yes, senior brother." Jiang Chen responded respectfully, and then left his room under Uncle Jiu's eager and expectant gaze.

That night, Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed in his room, took a few Jiuhua Yulu Pills he had carefully refined, and immediately pondered and began to condense his immortal roots.

Condensing the scattered magic power gathered in the body into immortal roots is a step in the beginning of cultivation and the most critical step. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai naturally have taken this step. However, the qualifications of the two are really unsatisfactory. Qiu Sheng is a little better. After all, it is the immortal root condensed by twenty-four strands of magic power. Wen Cai is not bad. It is directly reduced by half, and barely gathering twelve strands of magic power to get started.

Because of their limited qualifications, although the two have practiced for so many years, their Taoist Techniques are actually very limited. With Jiang Chen's foundation, once they condense their immortal roots and enter the Taoist wall, they can directly surpass them. This is also the reason why Uncle Jiu has high hopes for him.

When you breathe, the air flows with it. The dispersed magic power accumulated in your body was like a river entering the sea, gathering towards the Mingtai platform in the middle of the eyebrows under the guidance of Jiang Chen's Taoist Technique.

When refining the body of an external family, strengthening the body and strengthening the qi and blood; when refining the national martial arts, the strength fills the whole body and stays in the flesh and blood; when refining the qi in ancient martial arts, the qi gathers in the dantian and gathers in the sea of ​​qi; but Taoist techniques are different, and when practicing Taoism, the magic power goes up to the spiritual top, blends with one's own soul, and is stored on the divine platform.

The divine platform is located, also known as the sea of ​​consciousness, and the soul of a human being situated here, commanding the yang and controlling the body. The spiritual root seeds on the divine platform are to connect the human body and the soul, so that the soul can control the body and control magic power. Therefore, for practitioners, the soul is particularly important.

For ordinary people, the strength of the soul has its limits, but Jiang Chen has been strengthened several times and has been practicing hard for the last ten years of reincarnation. Unconsciously, the soul has become much stronger. In addition, it has also been through the gate of reincarnation and the silent strengthening of the power of time and space is better than that of ordinary people. If you practice Taoism, you will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Strands of magic power gathered like a natural result. Soon, it rolled into a vortex in the sea of ​​consciousness of the divine platform. At the center of the vortex, a small purple light spot was derived. In a vague way, thunder flashed and bright light was seen.

Jiang Chen sat in a silence and shone into the divine platform. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul suddenly appeared. As the magic vortex flowed, it poured into the purple light dot in the center bit by bit. Immediately, the purple light dot became brighter and the magic power in the surrounding vortex was immediately absorbed.

As a large amount of mana was absorbed, the mana vortex gradually disappeared, and replaced by a dazzling purple spiritual species. Jiang Chen's soul burst out from it, and suddenly, the spiritual species burst into three hundred and sixty-five light spots, distributed in the divine platform, like a miniature starry sky......
Chapter completed!