The last ray of the setting sun disappeared feebly into the horizon, and night enveloped Chenzhou City.
Chenzhou City is located in a remote area on the southwest border of the Tang Empire. There are mountains within a thousand miles, and communication with the outside world is not smooth. The people here are fierce and the imperial decrees are blocked. The city is actually controlled by several families. Among them, the most powerful one is the Zombie Sect.
Yan family.
The Yan family has lived in Chenzhou City for six to seven hundred years. The Yan family's "Zombie Boxing" has been widely promoted. Almost all the warriors in Chenzhou City are disciples of the zombie sect. There are incense shops, coffin shops, and shroud shops everywhere in the city.
It can be seen that it is very different from other places.
In the night, Chenzhou City looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.
In the middle of Chenzhou City, there is a house covering an area of dozens of acres. There are dozens of houses in the house, with carved railings and painted buildings, which is extremely luxurious.
At the gate, two mighty stone lions stand proudly. On the red lacquer gate, which is the size of several people, there are portraits of Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong. On the lintel, there is an exquisite Tai Chi Bagua mirror.
Here is the main altar of the Zombie Sect, the old residence of the Yan family in Chenzhou.
At this moment, the lights in the old house are brightly lit.
In a secluded quiet room, three old men with white hair and beards sat cross-legged on futons. In front of them, stood a thin young man with a sinister expression and raised eyes.
If Wang Yan were here, he would definitely punch him to death when he saw this young man without saying a word.
Yan Jiuyuan.
Yan Jiuyuan used extremely perverted methods to torture Wang Yan's adoptive parents to death.
At this moment, this cruel young man stood respectfully in front of these three white-haired old men, which showed the prestige of these three old men.
The three of them are Yan Jiuyuan's grandfathers and the three most senior elders of the Yan family. They are named Yan Boda, Yan Zhongda and Yan Jida respectively.
The three of them are all in the middle stage of the Yin God, the realm of driving things. In the realm of driving things, they can use the Yin God to drive flying swords, flying knives, flying needles, etc., kill people in a hundred steps, and can use some basic spells. Cultivators in this realm are free to
He is definitely the leading expert in Chenzhou, but in the entire world of cultivation, he is far from enough.
Due to their qualifications, the three of them have been stuck in the realm of expelling objects for decades and have yet to make a breakthrough.
"Jiuyuan." Yan Boda, the eldest of the three, spoke.
"Grandpa, my grandson is here." Yan Jiuyuan bowed respectfully in front of Yan Boda, not showing the slightest hint of the perverse and ruthless way he tortured Wang Yan's adoptive parents. The third elder had a brother, Yan Shuda, who was fifty years old.
Years ago, he had a fight with someone and died. Yan Jiuyuan was Yan Shuda's grandson.
"It has been six or seven hundred years since the first ancestor of our Yan family founded the sect. During these six or seven hundred years, there has never been a ghost fairy. Although we are the overlord in Chenzhou City, let's put it aside.
In the entire world of cultivation, we are just like little ants." Yan Boda sighed heavily, "Your second grandfather, your fourth grandfather, and I all have ordinary qualifications. After practicing for more than a hundred years, we are still in the realm of expelling objects.
It’s been a good year. So, we have to consider the future of the Yan family.”
Only cultivators who have reached the late stage of Yin Shen and the state of seizing the body can be considered as stepping into the threshold of cultivation. After the body of the cultivators in the realm of seizing the body decays, they can seize the bodies of others for their own use, and their names are officially removed from the book of life and death in the underworld.
It disappears and is no longer limited by the life span of mortals. Although cultivators in the realm of expelling objects have magical powers, they can only live a few decades longer than ordinary people at most, and they will still die in the end.
Yan Jida, the youngest of the three elders of the Yan family, is already a hundred years old. All three of them know that their time is running out.
"You are the most outstanding person in our Yan family in the past hundred years." Yan Zhongda went on to say, "You have reached the state of spiritual possession at the age of fifteen. It is really commendable!" There was recognition on his face.
Then, there was a cloud of sadness in his eyes again. "Beimang Mountain, one of the seven major sects, has been expanding desperately in the past few years and has conquered ten or twenty ghost cultivating sects, large and small."
Yan Jiuyuan raised his head and asked in surprise, "Is our zombie sect also the target of their subjugation?"
"That's right!" Yan Zhongda nodded and took out a letter. "We received a letter from Beimang Mountain a month ago, informing us that we must submit to Beimang within three months, otherwise...hehe!" Yan Zhongda smiled bitterly.
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Yan Jiuyuan took the letter and looked directly at the end. There were the words "Otherwise, your Yan family will be filled with zombies and no chickens or dogs will be left alive."
"We discussed it and found that the Yan family is weak and has no say in joining Beimang Mountain. Therefore, we decided to use all the power of the Zombie Sect to increase your strength as soon as possible!" Yan Jida said.
Yan Jiuyuan was ecstatic in his heart, but his face remained calm. He frowned, "My grandson is of low ability, so I'm afraid he won't be able to take on this important responsibility..."
"If your ability is low, the other children of the Yan family will be like pigs and dogs." Yan Boda interrupted him, "We have discussed it. You are the genius of the Yan family for hundreds of years. With all the resources of the zombie sect, we should be able to defeat you.
Elevate to the state of seizing one’s body.”
"Just in time, God is also helping us. The three thousand mountains in Chenzhou are quite heavy with yin energy. Every hundred years, a yin energy chao will erupt on the night of the full moon, which is of great benefit to ghost cultivators. Tonight, it is midnight.
When the Yin Qi chao breaks out, we will protect you with all our strength, and you can absorb as much Yin Qi as possible to improve your strength!"
"And I also got the soul-returning incense." Yan Boda shook the small box in his hand, "With the soul-returning incense, the [Zombie Boy] that we have spent many years refining can be completed in no time!"
"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Yan Boda frowned.
An old man who looked like a butler came in and knelt on the ground. "Three gentlemen, Yan Ming has returned with more than 20 zombies and has entered Chenzhou City."
"Let him go back to his private room to rest first. I'll see him again tomorrow." Yan Boda waved his hand and the old butler withdrew.
"Without further ado, Jiuyuan, let's get out of body and go to Guiyin Mountain now!"
Green firelight lit up around the futon where four people were sitting, and green flames were beating in the simple bronze lamps. This is Zombie Sect's unique [Ghost Phosphorus Fire], which can soothe the mind, meditate, and protect the soul.
effect.
The three elders and Yan Jiuyuan entered samadhi at the same time. Not long after, four faint ghosts walked out of their bodies, passed through the wall, took off in the wind, and flew towards the outside of Chenzhou City.
"Seventh Young Master, the eldest master has asked you to go back to the wing first. They won't see you today."
At the gate of the Yan family, the old housekeeper said to Yan Ming.
"Got it." Yan Ming waved his hand impatiently, "Find someone to get these zombies in, they stink to death."
The old housekeeper looked suspiciously at the handsome young man beside Yan Ming. "Seventh Young Master, who is this young man?"
"This is my brother-in-law I met on the road. We fell in love at first sight, so I brought him back. Why, do you have to take care of this matter?" Yan Ming glared.
In the Chenzhou area, masculinity is prevalent. Adult men often find a handsome boy with delicate features, eat and sleep together, and call them brothers.
"Yes, yes, the old servant is troubled." The old housekeeper wiped his sweat and secretly wondered in his heart. This seventh young master is a hungry ghost, but he only liked women before. Why did his taste change after going out?
"Brother, you have such strong taste." After the old butler entered, the handsome young man beside Yan Ming frowned.
This handsome young man is naturally Yang Xiaochan, and the one who controls Yan Ming's body is Wang Yan.
After Yan Ming's death, the three souls left the body, but the seven souls remained, equivalent to a puppet without an owner. Although Wang Yan had not yet reached the state of possession, it was not difficult to control this walking corpse.
There can only be one soul in a physical body. The physical body is like a house, and the soul is the owner who lives in it. In the realm of possession, the cultivator can temporarily drive out the original owner of the house and live there for a while. To seize the body is to take this person away.
The house was completely taken over as his own.
The body of the dead person is equivalent to an empty house, and anyone can live in it. When the seven souls leave the body after forty-nine days, the house will collapse and Wang Yan can no longer use it.
"Yan Ming" raised his legs and was about to enter the door. At this moment, the Tai Chi Bagua mirror on the lintel suddenly burst out with a strong light, hitting "Yan Ming".
Large families would place some evil-proof things in front of their doors. As the Yan family is a sect of ghost cultivators, the things they arranged to ward off evil spirits were naturally even more powerful.
Wang Yan's heart trembled, and just as he was about to use his magic power to resist, the light of the Bagua Mirror suddenly dissipated.
"Oh? This Bagua Mirror is only for cultivators above the level of the Yin God? The Yan family is really a big deal." Wang Yan sneered and then understood. The Yan family is the main sect of the zombie sect, and there must be many ghosts in there.
Angry people come in and out, and these people are basically under the realm of Yin Shen. If the Bagua Mirror ignores all the photos, I'm afraid not many people can get in.
"Who is here? Why is he possessing the seventh son of the Yan family?" After the golden light dissipated, two gods in golden armor appeared in front of Wang Yan. Of these two gods, one had elegant features and held a golden whip, and the other was fierce and evil, holding two maces.
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"It turned out to be the door gods Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong. I am not a vicious ghost, but Yue Lao. The seventh son of the Yan family was bewitched by ghosts in the wild and lost his soul. I happened to bump into him. I couldn't bear it, so I took his body
return."
Wang Yan took out Yue Lao's waist card and red thread and waved them in front of the two door gods.
Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong were both the founding generals of the Tang Empire. They were excellent in martial arts and very brave. The king of the Tang Empire, Tang Taizong, was once haunted by the ghost of an evil dragon. He called these two generals to guard the door. The evil dragon appeared again.
Never appeared before. Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty was so pleased with Long Yan that he named the two of them door gods.
Later, the custom of posting portraits of door gods to ensure safety spread to the people and was posted in every household. However, only wealthy families and people with magical powers could invite the real door gods.
"It turns out to be the messenger of marriage." Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong carefully inspected Wang Yan's waist badge and red line, clasped their fists and said, "I'm offended!" and then disappeared.
The two of them entered Yan's house without any danger. Along the way, servants and servants came to greet "Yan Ming" from time to time, but Wang Yan fooled them all.
"Where is Yan Jiuyuan?" Wang Yan asked Yang Xiaochan.
"I met a nun in the mountains half a month ago. She gave me a map of the Yan family and taught me a set of sword techniques." Yang Xiaochan took out a thin piece of paper from his arms and looked at it for a moment. "We headed towards
Go southeast."
"Nun? Why did she give you these things?" Wang Yan asked strangely.
"I met her six months ago when I was chopping firewood in the mountains. She said that I was born with a great affinity for Buddha and that my future would be limitless if I practiced Buddhism. She advised me to become a monk. I am not interested in becoming a bald monk. Besides, I have parents to respect.
, so she rejected her. She came to me three times, and I rejected her three times."
"Half a month ago, after that thief Yan Jiuyuan killed my parents, I met her again in the mountains. She still persuaded me to become a monk, but I still refused, so she gave me this map and taught me swordsmanship."
"It seems like she is a kind-hearted person." Wang Yan thought for a while and frowned. "But it's important to be on guard against others. Don't trust her too much. Whether it's Buddhism or Taoism, they are all a den of snakes and rats.
, there are not many good people. You must not become a monk."
He was secretly surprised that Yang Xiaochan had only practiced swordsmanship for half a month and almost defeated Yan Ming, who had been practicing for more than ten years in the late stage of foundation building. It seemed that his younger brother's talent was really amazing.
"I understand." Yang Xiaochan nodded, "I don't want to be a monk."
The two of them walked in the Yan family's old house for a long time. When they passed an inconspicuous quiet room, Wang Yan suddenly stopped. "I felt the fluctuation of mana inside."
Yang Xiaochan pushed and the door was locked. He waved his long sword and silently split the wooden door in half, and the two of them rushed in.
The furnishings in the room were extremely simple, with only a table and a bronze mirror. Yang Xiaochan looked at it for a while and was about to go out. Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, he swung his sword and split the bronze mirror in half.
A dark secret passage appeared in front of the two of them.
The two of them walked along the secret passage for a stick of incense and came to a wooden door.
With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door was opened.
"Yan Jiuyuan!" Wang Yan was furious after seeing clearly the scene behind the door.
Ghost Yin Mountain.
Boundless Yin Qi emerged from Gui Yin Mountain and even hundreds of surrounding peaks. It was quiet within a hundred miles, and there was no living thing.
The sky and the earth within a hundred miles were filled with gloomy clouds and mist, and the gloomy wind was blowing so hard that not even the moonlight could penetrate.
"Jiuyuan, go and absorb the yin energy! The more you absorb, the better!" In mid-air, the three elders of the Yan family stood against the wind and shouted in unison.