Yang Xuan was wondering whether to get out of the way first. According to the plot, Ikkyu was probably going to come over and his four eyes would be trimmed by then. It would be unreasonable for his nephew to not help him, but Yang Xuan really didn’t want to help him. This old boy

Every time, he is wretched and very lazy. He wants to study the art of controlling corpses, and he doesn’t even borrow a zombie. He is really like an iron rooster who never plucks out a hair.

"Ah, uncle, I'm a little hungry. I'm going to see if Tingting has prepared breakfast." Yang Xuan made an excuse and slipped out first.

His eyes were focused and he didn't answer, desperately activating his magic power. Unfortunately, the scarecrow didn't give him any face and remained motionless.

After Yang Xuan went out, he walked around outside and ran directly to the morgue at Simu. Yang Xuan always wanted to try how to control the corpse, but Simu never let Yang Xuan touch his guest.

Sneaking into the morgue, hehe, there are a lot of zombies. This one is no good. This one is too weak. Damn it, this one can hardly stand up. Yang Xuan is speechless. Yang Xuan really doesn't like these things.

Eye.

Looking at the two corpse control techniques on the system interface, Maoshan's corpse control technique actually includes how to cultivate it. It requires casting spells and so on. Most of what I learned from Mr. Feng Shui is used in combat to improve strength.

, there are many that have strong side effects, but one thing is true.

What the zombie control technique does not have is to carve formations and spells on the zombie's body, to the extent that the zombie can be controlled without chanting a spell or ringing a bell. Yang Xuan highly praised this method and walked around without looking at any zombie.

Forget it, let's wait until the royal zombies come and take a look.

.....

"Uncle, why is your belly bulging?" Yang Xuan walked slowly to the altar and joked.

Ignoring Yang Xuan, he shouted towards the door, "You have the guts. If you are ruthless, you will make me pregnant."

Yang Xuan laughed so hard that tears came out, and his eyes were probably going to be wet for many days.

The days passed slowly like this, and suddenly one day, a large group of people stopped in front of the yard. They looked like they had imperial background.

There were only two families here, and everyone ran out to watch the fun. Unexpectedly, they met Junior Brother Simu, who was also Yang Xuan's Junior Uncle.

It finally arrived. Yang Xuan had been waiting for several days and finally arrived. Yes, this team was the imperial troops transporting royal zombies.

Now Yang Xuan is struggling again. If he saves people, these people will definitely send the zombies to the capital. If he doesn't save them, they will all die.

, which is equivalent to the group being destroyed.

The world is unkind and treats all things like rotten dogs. I, Yang Xuan, only need to protect the people I want to protect. Others have their own destiny and it has nothing to do with me.

While Yang Xuan was thinking wildly, everyone walked out.

At this time, a Taoist priest came over happily and said, "Brother, long time no see. I'd like to borrow some glutinous rice from you."

At first glance, it turned out to be Taoist Master Qianhe.

He turned his head and said, "Jia Le, go get some glutinous rice from your uncle." Jiale responded and left.

"Hello, uncle," Yang Xuan said politely.

"This is,,,," Qianhe asked curiously, is his senior brother accepting a disciple again?

"Master, Lin Jiu" Yang Xuan said.

"So he is the disciple of Ninth Senior Brother," Qianhe said seriously. After all, among the brothers, apart from the senior brother, Ninth Senior Brother is the only one with the most profound Taoism.

Several people came to the coffin and asked, "The golden coffin with copper horns is wrapped with an ink bucket net. Is there something inside?"

"Yes, it's a zombie," Qianzhe said.

Simu asked curiously, "Then why not burn it?"

Qianzhe sighed and said, "This zombie belongs to the royal family on the border. It cannot be burned. We have to transport it to Beijing as soon as possible to wait for the emperor to die."

Master Ikkyu gave a lecture on the tent problem, and the two old enemies began to fight each other again, but this time Shimu was destined to suffer.

Yang Xuan was beside the coffin, using his magic power to sense the zombies. Sure enough, the zombie energy was soaring. This was a good iron-armored corpse, and it was already on the verge of advancement. If it was cultivated well, it could be cultivated into a silver-armored corpse and a gold-armored corpse.

And so on.

Yang Xuan slapped his forehead. Good guy, the most valuable thing was actually forgotten. The coffin containing the zombies is made of pure gold. How much does it cost? Yang Xuan's eyes started to shine.

"Junior brother, this is glutinous rice, I hope you won't use it," he said seriously with four eyes.

This zombie is not simple. Yang Xuan, Yixiu and Si Mu can feel that there is not only corpse energy in the zombie, but also an unknown surging energy.

After everyone said goodbye, the team set off again.

Jia Le looked at the pure gold coffin and thought for a while, then said, "I will definitely work hard to make money in the future and buy an identical pair, and I will pay tribute to you, the master."

Yang Xuan slapped his forehead, this kid is so heartless and can't speak.

With four eyes looking at Jia Le with an unlucky look, Ikkyu took the opportunity to fan the flames and said, "You are a very filial young man."

,Hahaha."

Looking at Ikkyu who looked like he was taking advantage, his eyes were filled with hatred and his teeth were itching.

At this time, Jiale came over and said, "Senior brother, can you teach Grandmaster and Qingqing Chinese martial arts?"

People in this era pay more attention to the confidentiality of sect inheritance, so Jiale is still more cautious.

"No problem, but again, help me collect medicinal materials, especially the hard-to-find ones." Yang Xuan said boldly.

Yang Xuan's boldness made Si Mu very depressed. He had just begun to feel that there was a gap between him and the monk. Unexpectedly, the monk actually had a beauty trap. Jiale fell into this trap. Who made Jia Le fall in love with his apprentice? Simu didn't even think about it.

What can I say?

"From now on, we will all gather at my uncle's house at midnight every day. I will train you all for three days. After three days, Tingting will train you," Yang Xuandao said. After speaking, he turned to look at Tingting, who nodded.

, the young couple still have a tacit understanding.

"Jia Le, hurry up and cook. I'm going to starve to death. Let's cook two more vegetarian dishes. Master and Qingqing, let's eat together today. We can talk about tomorrow's affairs while eating." Yang Xuan said.

"Amitabha, I only eat vegetables and not wine or meat." Ikkyu first expressed his intention.

"Master, this is wrong. As the saying goes, meat and wine pass through the intestines. The Buddha is sitting in his heart. Buddhism pays attention to the afterlife and does not value the skin. If you attach too much importance to the rules and precepts, you will inevitably be guilty of anger. Moreover, practicing martial arts is very particular about eating.

"You can't eat less meat." Yang Xuan advised.

"Hey, monk, this time I can finally eat meat openly. Let me tell you, every time this monk eats meat, he always eats meat secretly. I saw him once, and the monk refused to admit it." Simu immediately became excited.

of exposure.

"Simu, I think you want me to tell you about your own embarrassment," Yixiu said bitterly.

Yang Xuan looked at the two people who broke the news to each other, and suddenly felt envious. What a good friend. Unfortunately, Yang Xuan knows a lot of people in his life now, but there are really not many who can be considered friends, but they are women.

I have more friends, but unfortunately as I get older, more and more of my female friends get married, and they don’t go out as much. Slowly, we lose contact with them.

In the evening, everyone was eating and drinking around the table, chatting about their opinions and experiences on the Chinese martial arts system. Tingting was talking to Qingqing about her daughter's family, and the atmosphere was very lively.
Chapter completed!