Chapter 12: 3 Zombies Borrowing Life
Chapter 12 Three Zombies Borrowing Life
After entering the charity cemetery, Qiu Sheng found a better room for Song Feng and cleaned it up:
"Seventh Uncle, you can stay in this room tonight. When the master comes back tomorrow, we will clean it up for you."
"Here are the clothes I bought for you to change into, as well as some daily necessities. I'll put them here for you first..."
Seeing Qiu Shengwencai busy all the time, Song Feng nodded, then took a look at the sky outside and said to the two people:
"It's getting late now. If we keep busy it will be dark. I can do the rest myself."
After hearing what Song Feng said, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who had been busy thinking they hadn't done much, subconsciously glanced at the sky outside:
"……not good!!"
Then, the two of them each carried their own things and ran away:
"Seventh Uncle, I've already heated up the food and put it in the pot. You can go to bed early after you finish eating. You don't have to wait for us..."
Looking at Qiu Sheng and Wencai walking away, Song Fengfeng gently leaned on the rattan stick in his hand.
The smile in his eyes could no longer be concealed at this moment:
"It's just as I expected. If you want to take action, tonight is the best opportunity."
After he finished speaking, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and then fell into sleep like an ordinary old man.
"Uh……"
His forehead shook slightly forward, and Song Feng, who had just woken up, had clear eyes, without any of the turbidity from just waking up.
Looking towards the courtyard.
At this moment, all I could see was a ray of moonlight shining down from the zenith, which made the entire courtyard of the charity cemetery very bright.
"It is the hour of Hai, when the Yin energy is strong, and there is also a place where the three Yin energy meridians converge. I believe that this time we should be able to gain something."
He stood up suddenly. Although Song Feng was still leaning on a crutch at this moment, he gave people a feeling of upright posture.
There was a hint of life in it.
The next moment, he walked out of his room as if he was familiar with the place, and then turned to another door:
"This place attracts spiritual energy and suppresses the mysterious spring. If there is a place in the charity cemetery that needs to be used as a ancestral hall, this is the only place!"
Then, he slightly opened the door:
"crunch~"
There was a slight sound from the door, and then, the pale yellow curtains in the Ancestral Hall, which had windows closed on all sides, were blown up by the wind without any wind.
hula la...
Look inside.
All that can be seen is the altar facing the door, on which are statues of many ancestral gods.
Each statue is lifelike.
Even when he looked over, the ancestor holding a dustpan who was enshrined in the center seemed to be looking at him from a distance.
Feeling the atmosphere in the temple, Song Feng walked to the door calmly with his crutches and lit up many lights one by one.
When the lights in the ancestral hall were bright, Song Feng took out three incense sticks from the altar next to him and lit them:
"I hope all the seniors are well. I am sorry for disturbing you all at night. I would like to apologize to you all here first."
When he said this, he paused for a moment, then pinched his sword finger and drew a special rune on the three incense sticks:
"The talisman of the ancestor is held in his palm, and a pillar of fragrance reaches the heaven. I would like to ask all the seniors to give me some convenience so that I can smoothly receive a ray of moonlight."
After he finished speaking, he held up three incense sticks in his left hand and made a grappling gesture like the Three Mountains Technique with his right hand.
Faintly, a wisp of smoke rose from his three pillars of incense, and then fell in front of the many statues of ancestors.
“…Buzz!!!”
Inexplicable ripples suddenly appeared, and then Song Feng felt that the sky above the charity cemetery suddenly became clear, as if a curtain had been swept away. Even the moonlight became softer.
Seeing this scene, Song Feng clasped his hands together and held the Yin-Yang Sutra, and bowed respectfully to the statues of the ancestors:
"I would like to thank all the seniors for their generosity!"
The famous and upright sects have their own laws. Although this is a charity cemetery, there are many statues of ancestors to suppress it, so there are naturally some secrets inside.
Although the Shangqing ancestors are not in this mortal world, just the consecrated statues can lead to enlightenment of all dharmas here.
The advantage of living a long life is that he basically knows a little about the many rules and secrets of various sects.
With the guidance of the Shangqing Dharma Seal and the three incense sticks as offerings, as long as he does not provoke others and merely uses the Patriarch Hall as an altar, he will not be easily discovered.
next moment.
He just came directly to the altar in the ancestral hall where Uncle Jiu was enshrined, and then quickly mixed the cinnabar.
The many materials on the table seemed to be specially prepared for him, and he prepared the materials for casting the spell with ease:
"Now my blood and essence have been withered by the Soul-Transferring Nail, and my essence has been consumed by casting spells again and again. My body has reached its limit."
"If you want to survive before the next attack of the God-killing Curse, you can only try the Three Zombies Borrowing Life Method."
It was a great fortune that he was able to make it all the way from the north to Renjia Town with his broken body.
In this era, practicing cultivation is extremely difficult.
For a person like him with exhausted qi and blood, decayed internal organs and dusty soul, the fact that he can still be alive is a testament to his profound Taoist attainments.
Moreover, the Soul-Transferring Nail was constantly corrupting his blood and essence. If he didn't take some extreme measures, he probably wouldn't live long.
The most important thing is that in an era like this, the moonlight cannot be collected by ordinary mages just by saying so.
"The Three Zombies Borrowing Life Method requires the three zombies' original corpse qi to be used as a great medicine, collecting the moonlight, gathering the evil spirits, corroding the bones and skin, and stiffening the flesh and blood."
"If you master the Three Zombies, your body will be as strong as iron, and you can jump without a trace. You will condense your zombie body, and your flesh and blood will gradually become rigid."
While recalling the key to the Three Zombies Borrowing Life Technique in his mind, Song Feng rolled up his sleeves and drew runes on his limbs.
The cinnabar pen in his hand is extremely exquisite.
Able to draw extremely clever runes from all kinds of incredible angles.
"Although I have changed some of the key points, the corpse qi is hard to subdue. The more you practice this method, the stiffer your body will become. When you have mastered it, your flesh and blood will become rigid."
"Unfortunately, I don't have much time left. In such a hurry, I can only use this method to deal with the situation and see how it works."
"...In that case, come on!"
Without any hesitation, after drawing the last rune, Song Feng threw the rune pen away and walked to a corner of the yard with his crutches.
Wait until he stops somewhere.
The yin energy in the dark seemed to appear like a spring, gathering from under his feet where he was standing and towards his body.
"This is where the three Yin meridians converge!"
After finding the correct position, Song Feng pinched the Dao finger with his left hand and the sword finger with his right hand, his body neither bent nor half bent, as if he was worshiping the bright moon.
A breeze blew by, and the Ancestral Hall, which was shining in the firelight, seemed to be shining as well.
The clouds seemed to be suddenly parted, and the moonlight began to gather on Song Feng, whose body was covered with runes.
at the same time.
A thumb-sized paper figure swiftly climbed onto the altar and responded to Song Feng from afar:
"..."
(End of this chapter)