Chapter Ninety-Eight: Borrowing Corpses to Refine Souls

"Senior brother, according to what you said, this master has become a zombie, this matter is not trivial, this matter must be handled well!"

Old lady Ren's coffin was parked in the back hall of Yizhuang, and after Jiang Feng and Uncle Nine teamed up to play an ink fountain on the coffin, Uncle Nine looked at Jiang Feng with a solemn expression.

"Senior brother, in fact, I have a suggestion, but I'm afraid you won't agree."

Jiang Feng pondered for a long time and said.

Uncle Nine was a little surprised, Jiang Feng saw this, and said that he had obtained an exercise from Changmei that could refine his spirit.

Of course, during this period, he directly omitted the soul refining technique, and instead said that it became the soul refining technique.

It is not said that the cultivation can be cultivated with the soul of a ghost, and it is also said that this exercise is given by the master Changmei Lao Dao.

Uncle Nine listened carefully to Jiang Feng's narration, and the more he listened, the more he felt the surprise that he couldn't afford, and finally nodded with a serious expression, "Master, the old man can pass on your junior brother's method so much, and there is also a reason for him, if it is passed on to other disciples, it will be unpredictable..." ”

Uncle Nine said worriedly.

Jiang Feng paused for a moment and nodded, "Don't worry, senior brother, I have confidence." ”

Seeing Jiang Feng like this, Uncle Nine didn't say anything more.

There were two people present in the back hall, and Wen Cai didn't dare to come in and disturb without Uncle Jiu's permission.

Uncle Nine stepped aside, and Jiang Feng did not shy away from it at all, because he knew that sometimes he was honest with Uncle Nine, and when he faced it, he would solve things better.

With a slight touch of his feet, in the surprised gaze of Uncle Jiu, he used the power of the chicken charm to jump onto the coffin lightly.

Sitting cross-legged on it, he began to refine the soul trick on the left, and a cold breath came from the coffin.

It continued to enter Jiang Feng's body.

Jiang Feng ran the soul refining technique over and over again to strengthen his divine sense.

As Jiang Feng closed his eyes and fell into a state of cultivation, gray-white mist overflowed from the coffin, and Uncle Nine opened his eyes and saw that those gray-white gases were sucked into his nose by Jiang Feng.

It was still a trace of black, but when those black qi wanted to get close to Jiang Feng's body, they saw a red circle of light emitting around Jiang Feng's body.

The black qi was directly dispersed, and Uncle Nine looked at this scene with some surprise, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

Although he had doubts in his heart, Uncle Nine did not bother Jiang Feng, but stepped aside and sat down.

After a few moments, the whole coffin began to shake violently.

Outside, a thunderclap flashed in the sky, making the contents of the coffin shake even more violently.

Uncle Nine suddenly got up, with an extra peachwood sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

Jiang Feng also opened his eyes and signaled to Uncle Nine not to worry.

With a shake in his hand, more than a dozen anti-evil charms appeared, one was pasted on the coffin lid, and the other hand flipped over, and a five-pole five-color flag appeared, and in his hand, he threw it to the ground.

Miraculous things happened, five five-color flags were thrown on the ground, as if supported by a mysterious force, and they were erected on the ground according to the direction of the five elements, there was no wind, but the flags were waving in the wind, hula.

At this point, the entire coffin instantly fell silent.

After doing this, Jiang Feng began to continue to close his eyes and cultivate the soul refining technique.

Sure enough, as he ingested the more qi inside the coffin, the coffin shook again. A low roar came from inside the coffin.

Outside, the thunder began to crackle, and a storm began to fall, and the sound of the rain made people's ears buzz.

Inside Yizhuang, the coffin still shook and rioted.

The low roar from inside the coffin continued.

It wasn't until late at night that the sound subsided.

The morning dawned, and the sun revealed a touch of fish belly white.

Jiang Feng opened his eyes, and Uncle Nine got up a little tired and said, "Senior brother, what do you think?!" ”

Jiang Feng smiled and waved his hand, feeling his spiritual thoughts, he was unexpectedly a lot stronger, and he was also a lot stronger.

"Senior brother, I'm fine, don't worry, wait for the sun to rise in a while, and then open the coffin, and at that time, I will take out the dead spirit in the corpse."

The reason why zombies die but not stiffen is precisely because they contain a breath of qi on their chests before they die, which is called "spirit!" ”

Dead souls are the key to the formation of zombies, and it is not so easy to take them out.

Therefore, Jiang Feng said that he would wait for the sun to come out before opening the coffin, at that time, he could suppress the zombies first, and then use special means to take the soul, which would be foolproof.

Uncle Nine nodded, and knew that only by doing so now could he solve the matter: "That's fine!" ”

He didn't ask Jiang Feng about the cultivation of the exercises, Jiang Feng pondered for a while, and said with concern: "Senior brother, you go and take a rest, just leave it to me here." ”

Uncle Nine shook his head and said, "No need, I can still hold on." ”

Jiang Feng said no more.

It was close to nine o'clock in the morning, the sun was spreading all over the land, and Uncle Jiu, Jiang Feng, Wencai and Qiusheng were standing in the back hall.

A basin-sized hole was cut into the roof, and the sunlight drooped down from the roof, like a golden pillar of light shining on the corpse of the old lady Ren wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty.

Old lady Ren struggled violently, and the corpse roared in a low voice inside the coffin.

However, there is no need to worry that the other party will attack violently, after all, the death spirit was taken away by Jiang Feng last night, and it is basically impossible to attack violently.

"Qiusheng, Wencai, clay pot!" Jiang Feng stood beside the coffin, a little stunned in his heart, but he didn't take a step back, and stretched out his hand to the two of them.

Wen Cai hurriedly handed Jiang Feng a clay pot, and Qiusheng also hurried to the coffin to take precautions.

The peachwood sword in Uncle Jiu's hand stood upright, and there was a big posture of starting a fight if he didn't agree with him.

Jiang Feng took the clay pot, took a step forward, came to the corpse of Old Lady Ren, and pressed a finger on Old Lady Ren's chest, where there was a silver "Corpse Suppression Talisman!" ”

There is also a corpse suppression charm on the forehead of the old lady Ren.

As he pressed his finger on the corpse's chest, the old lady Ren's mouth with two zombie teeth suddenly opened.

Revealing two long zombie teeth, Jiang Feng saw this, no longer delayed, aimed the clay pot at the mouth of the old lady Ren, and then his fingers changed gestures to sword fingers, and slowly pressed from his abdomen to his chest and throat.

What was surprising was that when Jiang Feng pressed the old lady's chest and abdomen, there was a spherical thing rolling in the old lady's abdomen.

Finally, rolling to its throat, everyone saw a round-shaped object emitting a misty gray-white cold air coming out of its mouth, and then being taken away by Jiang Feng's clay pot.

Jiang Feng put away the clay pot and sealed a spell.

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

The dead spirit was taken away, and the old lady Ren's original fanged teeth were as if they had been sawed off, shortened and disappeared in an instant, and the dark blue nails were also shortened and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The corpse quickly dried up, and soon became a dried corpse.