dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Not only Chang Huaiyuan, but Gray Six also felt that practicing the "Corpse Transformation Art" in this way was not in line with the natural way, and would cause endless troubles in the end.

Whether it is Chen Daji, Zhang Chao, or Liao Ping, any elderly person in the small courtyard who has an accident will feel distressed.

At the critical moment, three phantoms appeared in front of everyone accompanied by bursts of fairy music.

They are the mysterious Lord of Fragrance, Mr. Hu San and Mrs. Hu San, the heads of the immortals in the world.

After everyone saw the ceremony, Xiangzhu said to Zhang Shizu.

"Can you tell me about the exercises to see if there is any way to improve them?"

"It cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth, and it will not be beautiful after all."

How dare Zhang Shizu refuse, he hurriedly took out a yellowed thread-bound ancient book, which recorded his life's painstaking efforts.

Xiangzhu, Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Hu studied together for a while, then took a pen to revise it, and handed the ancient book back.

"Corpse chaser, do you think this is feasible?"

Zhang Shizu originally complained about the incense master's random "smearing" of his own hard work, but he was immediately immersed in it after seeing it.

I was ecstatic and intoxicated watching it, and kept muttering to myself.

"So it can be like this, it can be like this..."

When he came back to his senses, the three big men had disappeared.

Grateful in his heart, he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the Hu family's ancestral land.

"Boy Zhang Shizu thanks the three adults for their kindness in rebuilding!"

Chen Daji was very curious, and pulled Zhang Shizu up with his bowed legs.

"I said Chao'er is his ancestor...why do I feel like I'm cursing..."

"I mean Old Zhang, did those three old gods change the secret book just now? It's even more powerful?!"

Zhang Shizu nodded quickly.

"Yeah, in this way, not only can you be soft but you can be strong, and you can practice without self-harm!"

"Even the number of practice days has been shortened from the original 49 days to seven days!"

Chen Daji was stunned.

He doesn't care about what can be soft or hard, and he doesn't understand it. The key is the number of days of practice.

Being able to go without class for 49 days is much better than just taking seven days off...

After thinking about it, the guy took out a sharp knife and stabbed it in his stomach.

"Well, Master Ji, I'll practice the original one!"

"Didn't the teacher always say: the basic skills must be solid, and those with many days are better than those with few days..."

Fortunately, Hua Jiu's hands were quick, and he knocked down the horn knife.

"Don't make trouble!"

"Hurry up and finish the training, and then we have to go to Baiyue Land to calm down the Ability God."

"Brother Wang Shushan called in the morning!"

Baiyue refers to the area where the ancient Yue people lived along the southern coast of ancient China.

According to the "Hanshu Geographical Records", the distribution of Baiyue is "seven or eight thousand miles from Jiaozhi to Kuaiji, and there are various places in Baiyue, each with its own caste."

Adjacent to what is now northern Vietnam.

"Fuck, dealing with the invaders is a big deal, but don't delay!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Daji resolutely gave up the idea of ​​"caesarean section", shouting that it is better to study for seven days.

There is a reason for quick success...

Since you want to practice, of course you have to choose a place that is inaccessible and in line with the attributes of the practice.

Maishan is the best place.

Mountains in the north and water in the south, thousands of tombs and ghosts, plus the transformation of Mai's grandma over the past thousand years, it is really one of the best "heavy places for corpses".

After making all the preparations, three bubbling and bubbling medicine vats appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Shizu's eyes lit up: "Chen, Boss Chen, you and Liao Ping can go in."

"After soaking for seven days, you can practice the Corpse Transformation Technique!"

Unlike Liao Ping's hesitation, Chen, who had already stripped naked or even shaved himself, was overjoyed and jumped into the vat without hesitation.

A slice of concoction was splashed.

"Hahaha Chang's Xiaoba, wait for Master Ji and I will lead you to rule the world with great achievements!"

"Don't talk about eating out at that time, even if you go to the game hall in the city, you don't need to pay... Gulu Gulu..."

Before this guy could finish speaking, Chang Baye, who had been fed up with him for a long time, slammed the lid back with his big tail.

I was still like a pile of poop, and it was pressed firmly on the lid.

"Little brat, Eighth Master, I'll suffocate you to death!"

What everyone didn't notice was that Mr. Xie's son was quietly brought in between the legs of Mr. Chen.

He did it out of good intentions—a good brother should share the blessings and share the troubles, right...