The day before Yang An planned to leave, Taoist Master Simu drove the body to Renjia Town.

Uncle Jiu mentioned to Simu that Yang An was out training.

Although Si Mu was surprised by Yang An's cultivation speed, he didn't ask in detail. He still trusted Uncle Jiu's character. Si Mu thought about it and agreed.

He had gotten along with Yang An and knew what kind of person his nephew was. Moreover, Uncle Jiu finally spoke, so how could he refuse.

In addition, if his disciple Jiale is lazy in cultivation, knowing that Yang An, a later disciple, is higher in cultivation than him can also stimulate Jiale's morale in cultivation.

The younger generation in Maoshan is in decline. If there is a younger generation who can break through to become a master, it will be a good thing for the entire Maoshan.

The younger generation can also continue the Maoshan inheritance when they reach the level of becoming a master.

Whether it's public or private, I won't reject you with all my eyes.

Uncle Jiu and Simu hadn't seen each other for a long time. The two chatted for a long time. Yang An went back to the house to pack things, because Simu would leave Yizhuang tomorrow night to send these 'clients' home.

After Yang An packed his things, Uncle Jiu gave Yang An a Bagua mirror that he kept in front of his ancestor.

Yang An had read a lot of books in Yizhuang, so he naturally knew the purpose of this Bagua mirror. It is a magical weapon in itself, which can borrow magic and destroy evil spirits. It also has the function of suppressing evil spirits and protecting the body.

This Bagua mirror is much better than the peach wood sword in his hand. It is a life-saving magic weapon.

Yang An knew that even if he went out with Simu to practice, Uncle Jiu still didn't trust him and gave him a treasured magic weapon to protect him.

With his current cultivation level and the magic weapon in his hand, as long as he is not seeking death, nothing will happen to him.

...

the next day.

Before dawn, Yang An had already gotten up and began his daily morning meditation.

After packing up his things last night, Yang An found that there were still things he had not bought and planned to go to the market to buy them after dawn.

Uncle Jiu and Simu got up relatively late today. They chatted late last night and were still catching up on sleep. Of course, for Simu, it was considered a 'normal' rest.

For the sake of the integrity of the client and to avoid scaring people, we usually drive at night and use small roads to drive away the corpses.

When Yang An met Simu, he happened to be on the path where Simu used to chase corpses.

When Simu got up, it was already noon.

After Uncle Jiu got up, Yang An asked Uncle Jiu about some Xuanyuan Taoist practice points. Although the records in the book were complete, some of the contents were somewhat ambiguous. Yang An couldn't figure it out, so he asked Uncle Jiu for advice.

Uncle Jiu explained it to Yang An in detail and gave him some practice tips.

Yang An listened carefully and remembered everything in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the sky turned dark.

After the master and apprentice had dinner together, Yang An followed Simu out of Yizhuang.

...

"Everyone, let's hit the road, jingle bell bell!"

He was chanting with his eyes and ringing the bell again.

"Everyone, let's hit the road, jingle bell bell!"

Yang An carried the package and waved to Uncle Jiu and the others.

After staying in Yizhuang for more than half a year, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't sad when I said goodbye, but Yang An suppressed the sadness of parting deep in his heart.

He knew that separation should be normal for him in the future, and he should get used to this separation as soon as possible.

Silently following Simu, he walked out of Renjia Town and left in an unfamiliar direction.

On the way, Si Mu noticed that Yang An was in a low mood and took the initiative to comfort him:

"Yang An, don't be disappointed. Come to Uncle Master, and Uncle Master will treat you to a good meal."

Hearing this, Yang An nodded.

Taking a deep breath to dispel the sadness of parting, and looking at the dancing 'customer', Yang An asked curiously:

"Uncle Master, I'm very curious about the difference between a corpse and a zombie."

When I heard it, I felt excited. This was his area of ​​expertise.

"Zombies have been cultivated in evil places for many years, and they can use the terrain to grow into zombies. And these 'clients' just use the method of exorcism to awaken the spirit of the dead in the corpse, and use magic power to guide these 'clients'

'Activity."

He smacked his lips and continued:

"These 'customers' are just ordinary corpses, not as invulnerable as zombies."

"Then will these 'clients' turn into corpses?"

Yang An continued to ask.

This problem has troubled him for a long time. Uncle Jiu has never driven away corpses and doesn't know it clearly.

"Compared with ordinary corpses, the probability of corpse transformation will be higher for awakened corpses, but as long as they are not buried in a dead body during burial, they will not transform into corpses."

He touched his beard with four eyes and said.

Yang An recalled the last time the demon fox stole Simu's client and asked:

"Will these corpses that are awakened attract evil spirits?"

"Yes, but they are usually unscrupulous evil spirits. The clients awakened are just the remaining spirits in the corpses, which will be attractive to those unsavory evil spirits. As long as you pay more attention to the corpses, you can avoid losing customers."

Simu rubbed his neck and replied.

"Speaking of this, Yang An, your cultivation talent is really beyond my expectation."

He stared at Yang Andao.

"It's just chance and hard work."

He was the one who took Yang An to Yizhuang in the first place. He didn't expect Yang An to be so talented in cultivation. After practicing for only half a year, he surpassed the apprentice he had brought up since childhood.

Thinking of Jiale, my eyes feel a little headache again.

In terms of spiritual practice, he has always been very lazy, but in terms of eating, drinking and showing courtesy, he is very active, which makes him have a headache.

All his masters have been bachelors all their lives, but this apprentice actually wants to surpass him and secretly get out of singlehood.

How bold.

Thinking of this, he glanced around and found that Yang An's expression was as usual, so he drove away the corpse with peace of mind.

What bad thoughts can the master have? At worst, we will be single together!

At dawn, the two finally saw an inn in a remote ravine.

"We're finally here. Don't forget my instructions when you go in."

Simu reminded specifically.

"Don't be high-profile, don't cause trouble, eat low-key, sleep, and leave at night."

Yang An replied.

Simu patted Yang An's shoulder and nodded.

"Okay, keep a low profile. Although generally no one will mess with us, but these days, it's better to keep a low profile."

"Not long ago, there was a Taoist brother who exposed his wealth and was shot to death by some bandits. Although his disciples later avenged him, a dead person cannot be resurrected."

Four Eyes sighed with emotion.

The emergence of firearms makes many practitioners feel threatened.

Ordinary people who practice for a period of time can kill practitioners who have been practicing for many years. It is no wonder that the path of spiritual practice is declining.

"Uncle Master, it's time to go in."

Yang An looked around and stood still, reminding him.

These clients of Taoist Master Four Eyes have performed magic. If exposed to sunlight, the corpses will quickly decompose, making it difficult to do business with them.

These things were what Simu said when chatting with Simu last night.

Seeing that the sun has reached the top of the mountain, I guess it won't take long to reach the mountains.

"Let's go!"

Ringing bells with four eyes, walking in front to clear the way.

Yang An walked behind to prevent the body from being lost.

Normally no one would take action, but there are always some boring people.
Chapter completed!