From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

Back to the house.

After opening and closing the daily settlement panel repeatedly for a quarter of an hour, Wen Jiu's excitement receded like a tide.

Sleepiness also brought him to sleep again.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Wen Jiu suddenly woke up from the wooden bed. The first thing he did after waking up was to open the daily settlement panel. Seeing that the daily settlement panel really existed, Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately it's not a dream."

Looking up, the window was already white, and a strong sense of hunger surged.

Just when he wanted to drink a few sips of water to fill his empty stomach and find another meal, there was a knock on the door and a woman's voice sounded at the same time.

"Smelly boy, get up quickly."

"Open the door for me."

The voice was gentle with a hint of spiciness.

Wen Ya forced a smile, "There is a fairy steward who is in charge of burying corpses. He appreciates my neatness and efficiency, so he asked me to be his maid... Eat quickly, this inferior spiritual rice can remove the dregs in your body and protect your internal organs from the erosion of blood, corpse, death and yin."

After saying this.

Wen Jiu hurried to open the door, and what came into his sight was a woman in a long blue plain cloth skirt.

"How is it, after a night's rest, are you feeling better now?" Wen Ya entered the room and placed a bowl covered with lotus leaves on a wooden table beside her, asking while lifting the lotus leaves.

"Sister, you didn't agree to this just for this spiritual rice, did you?" Having lived two lives and worked in the workplace for seven or eight years, how could he not see Wen Ya's forced smile? I'm afraid things are not that simple!

Wen Ya hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, why are you asking so many questions? Eat quickly, otherwise we will have to gather again to bury the bodies in a while. If you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to bury the bodies?"

Wen Jiu didn't answer, his face full of doubt, "Sister, how can you get the spiritual rice?"

When the lotus leaves were opened.

He signed a contract to sell himself and became a corpse buryer.

It seems that he is really hungry. A bowl of white rice can make people saliva roll in their mouths.

"It smells good, right? This is a bowl of spiritual rice. Although it is inferior, it is still what the immortals eat!"

My sister is a chores in the Dead Man Peak.

And very familiar.

Wen Ya.

But the moment I saw her, the memory of the other party came.

It was a bowl of rice.

In the memory.

As she said, Wen Ya handed over the bowl and chopsticks.

Although the other party was dressed simply, she looked very good, with black eyebrows, almond eyes, and skin as white as snow.

His sister!

Although the wages of menial workers are three or five taels more than those of corpse burial workers, they can't afford to eat inferior spiritual rice.

Wen Jiu knew what the other party was asking, and he looked at the fragrant bowl while answering, "It's okay, I feel like I can eat something... Sister, what is this, why is it so fragrant?"

Wen Ya didn't give Wen Jiu a chance to speak at all, and stood up to leave, leaving a sentence before leaving, "Work hard, and remember... Our parents gave their lives to keep us in this fairy mountain."

Bang!

The wooden door closed tightly.

Wen Jiu was stunned for a few breaths, and did not chase out, but picked up the bowl and ate it in big mouthfuls.

It's over now.

He can't do anything.

He can't change anything.

The only thing he can do is to eat enough, and then become stronger step by step through the daily settlement panel.

...

Soon.

Wen Jiu returned to the corpse-dead place again.

Compared with yesterday, the corpse-dead place today seemed even colder, and it felt bone-chilling cold as soon as he stepped within a hundred feet of it. The people who buried the corpses beside him couldn't help but wrap their clothes tightly, but they still couldn't stop the chill.

However, compared with yesterday, Wen Jiu was like a fish in water today in the dead land with corpses everywhere.

The so-called coldness.

The so-called death and corpse qi.

All of them made him enjoy it very much.

If it wasn't for not showing abnormality, Wen Jiu even wanted to take off his coat and mask, and breathe in the death and corpse qi fiercely and heavily.

"Be quick, everyone, we have to finish work early today. If anyone dares to rest, don't blame me for giving you a whip." After the middle-aged manager warned, Wen Jiu took the shovel and began to turn the blood mud and move the corpses to the cart.

As far as the eye can see.

The corpses and broken arms everywhere are no longer so scary.

Instead, Wen Jiu has the idea of ​​alienating them all and using them for his own use.

But considering that there is only one alienation at present, combined with the information of the level 1 corpse breeder given by the panel, Wen Jiu decided to slowly find a complete corpse. Because a complete corpse is more powerful than a residual corpse after being transformed.

However.

After half a day, Wen Jiu couldn't find a complete corpse.

The same was true for the people who buried the corpses around him.

The most complete corpse Wen Jiu had seen in half a day was a middle-aged male cultivator with only the upper body.

Although he didn't find a complete corpse, he heard the conversations of others and deeply understood the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivators. It turned out that all those who died here were the high and mighty immortals.

They were not ordinary people!

Although he didn't know how many residual corpses of immortal cultivators there were in this dead land, Wen Jiu felt that there were at least tens of thousands.

Tens of thousands of immortal cultivators were exposed in the wilderness.

After death, only the people who buried the corpses buried them in the nameless green mountains.

It's really sad and lamentable.

"Mortals all dream of cultivating immortals. The original body's parents were even willing to sacrifice their lives to serve immortal cultivators in order to let their two children stay in the immortal mountains... But who of them knows the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivators?"

Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just as Wen Jiu was sighing, a male cultivator's body, kneeling on the ground, with a clear face full of reluctance and anger, and his chest seemed to be hollowed out by some strange beast, came into view. When he walked towards him, Wen Jiu only felt that the Yin Qi around him was three times heavier than the surrounding area. Don't underestimate this three times. If he hadn't become a corpse breeder, he would have to lie down for two days if he didn't die after being exposed to this level of Yin Qi.

"It's you!"

Wen Jiu walked towards him slowly.

The simple information of the male corpse gradually appeared in front of him.

[Unnamed male corpse]

[Bone age 35, first level of body training before death]

[Is it alienated? ]

Wen Jiu glanced around and couldn't see a completely intact corpse, so he immediately chose yes.

Just after making the choice, Wen Jiu secretly bit his finger and dripped three drops of his own blood on the top of his head and shoulders. In a moment, the three drops of blood were suddenly absorbed into the body by the corpse.

As the blood poured in, the yin energy around the male corpse also increased. Fortunately, the middle-aged manager was far enough away, so the other party did not find anything unusual. Wen Jiu knew that the alienation had begun.

Next, he only needed to place the male corpse around the dead place and wait quietly for it to devour the yin energy and death energy.

After a period of time.

It can be transformed into a white zombie!

There is no need to select corpses, store corpses, bathe corpses and refine corpses like the traditional method of raising corpses.

Just choose a place to raise corpses.

As for what is selecting corpses, and what is storing corpses, bathing corpses and refining corpses?

Selecting corpses, as the name suggests, is to choose a suitable corpse. The fate must be yin, and it must die on a broken day and a yin hour.

And storing corpses is actually selecting corpses. The corpse needs to be placed in the selected place for five to seven days. If it cannot decompose and the yin energy is getting heavier like the male cultivator's corpse, it will be qualified.

And bathing corpses and refining corpses.

The former is to clean the corpse, wash away the past, and completely wash away the worldly fireworks; while the corpse refining is more complicated. At least 49 days, the blood of livestock must be poured into the corpse for three days in the morning, noon and evening, and then supplemented with the corpse-raising spell.

But with the secret technique of alienating the dead body, he only needs to leave the corpse around the dead place, and drip his own blood into the burial place every day, and then let it absorb the Yin Qi and death Qi by itself.

When it absorbs enough, it will turn into a corpse by itself, becoming a white zombie with long hair all over the body, but the white zombie is afraid of sunlight, fire, water, chickens, dogs and people, so it cannot be taken out yet.

The corpse needs to be raised.

When the white zombie loses its white hair and turns into a black zombie, it is the day of success!

At that time, the black zombie can be used by the corpse raiser and can be used as a means of attack for the corpse raiser.

By then.

He is a real corpse raiser.

A real immortal.

Soon, Wen Jiu dragged it to the Qingshan Mountain opposite where the corpses were buried, and buried it alone in the three feet of yellow soil of the Qingshan Mountain.

After doing all this, Wen Jiu returned to the dead place and continued to move the corpses, and continued to accumulate corpse qi and death qi in his body through breathing.

Corpse qi can be applied to the corpse.

Death qi can be used for cultivation.

Although he has not started to practice yet, it is definitely right to accumulate a lot of death qi first.

…

Shenshi.

Before the sun set, the middle-aged manager stopped everyone.

It seemed that there was something urgent and everyone was brought back quickly, but after bringing them back, they were not allowed to go back to the wooden house.

Instead, Wen Jiu and his hundred people were brought to the market where the immortal cultivators lived, three miles away from the place where the corpse was buried.