Chapter Ninety-Five: Liuyang Village, Strange Corpse
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He'd never seen it before. Curious, Gu Yun hurriedly released his spiritual sense.
When he swept over the other party, he found that the Taoist priest in the broken robe was just a cultivator in the early stage of consolidating the foundation, and he finally felt a little more at ease. Then, he swept towards the row of zombies in the back.
Except for the faint corpse aura emanating from his body, there was no sign of mana fluctuations. It seems that they are just ordinary zombies who have been manipulated.
After thinking about it for a while, Gu Yun simply hid most of the spiritual power on his body and suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of consolidating the foundation. Even the flying sword was received in the storage bag.
At this time, his spiritual power fluctuated, and it was not much different from that of the Taoist priest in the distance.
Suddenly, Gu Yun's feet moved.
"Huh~!"
Under the flickering figure, the person had already come to the Taoist priest.
"Huh?"
The Taoist priest was surprised, and looked at Gu Yun carefully. When he found that Gu Yun's cultivation was similar to his own, his face finally calmed down, and his wrist shook slightly.
"Jingle Bell~!" a bell rang, and the zombies behind suddenly stopped moving.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this fellow Daoist is not here to trouble me, right?" rolled his eyes a few times, and the Taoist priest said unceremoniously.
"Hehe, Daoist friends are too worried. In Xiaguyun, when I first entered this southern Xinjiang, I was quite unfamiliar with the terrain, and it was a coincidence that I met with Taoist friends. I don't know if this Taoist friend's surname can let Gu go with the Taoist friend!" Gu Yun politely stepped forward and bowed his hand as he spoke.
"I see. Hehe, as the so-called good cultivation in the world is a family, although you and I have never seen it, but I am a Taoist friend who is more kind-faced, and I will never be a scheming and vicious person. Being able to walk with Taoist friends is also the fate of you and me! In the lower Qingniu crown Fang Lie, I have seen Gu Daoyou. β
"Green Ox Crown?" Hearing this, Gu Yun couldn't help frowning.
"It seems that it is really the first time for Daoyou to be in the southern Xinjiang realm, and I have never even heard of the name of the green cow crown. I'm going to Liuyang Village to do Dharma work this time, if you don't have anything to do, how about we go to the village to rest together?"
"Oh, that's naturally good, Gu Mou came to Southern Xinjiang for long-term knowledge, and I hope Brother Fang will give me more guidance." β
"It doesn't matter. It's just that there is a refining corpse behind it, so I can't move forward with the sword, and I hope that Gu Daoyou will forgive me. However, Liuyang Village is not far away, and it is only two or three hundred miles away from here, and you and I can't use it for two hours. β
"Okay, then let's go, bother Fang Daoyou to lead the way. β
"Well, this way. β
After the monk surnamed Fang pointed to the mountain road on the left, the two of them walked quickly inside.
On the road, it's not lonely.
In addition to the row of dancing refining corpses in the back, that Fang Lie began to spit in front of him, and began to tell Gu Yun about some things about the Southern Frontier region.
Southern Xinjiang, located in the northwest region of the Nanban Continent, is millions of miles away, and there are dozens of Xiuzhen sects. Don't look at the place, it is not a small place, but it is a place where the resources for cultivating immortals are relatively scarce, so the level of the sect monks is also lower than that of other places in the mainland.
It belongs to the poor countryside of the cultivation realm. Like other resource-rich places in the Nanban Continent, they were all occupied by the minority monk tribes, the Turkic and Khitan tribes.
Therefore, this southern Xinjiang region can be regarded as the only pure land for the monks of Middle-earth.
Among them, the more famous ones are the Qingxu Gate in the Dao Gate, the Purple Spirit Sect, the Jade Sea Gate and the Qingniu Crown where the old Dao is located.
As for the Demon Sect, only the Gu Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Mantra Sect were still powerful.
Because these six sects all have primordial old monsters in charge, their strength is relatively prominent. In fact, such strength is at the middle and lower level in other places.
Fang Lie didn't look at the fact that he only had a solid foundation for early stage cultivation, but he was a great disciple of the Inner Sect of the Green Cow Crown, and generally the elders and seniors in the sect would send him out for things like giving a burial to a mortal family.
Although there is not much oil and water, it is not dangerous.
This time I went to Liuyang Village to do it, which was simply commonplace for Fang Lie.
Liuyang Village is a small mortal village. Because of the close distance to the monk sect, they don't like to find shallow casual cultivation for dead people or feng shui things in the village, and they are all looking for more reliable authentic Taoist sects.
It was just over an hour, and by the time Fang Lie finished speaking to Gu Yun, Liuyang Village was already in front of him. Five or six miles away from the entrance of the village, Fang Lie found a secret cellar and hid the refining corpses behind him in it.
Otherwise, as soon as these things enter the village, they won't scare the villagers to death.
Far away, the village chief of Liuyang Village trotted over to the two. The man looked to be in his sixties, with a thinner build, an apricot sprint deepened, and a sallow face full of wrinkles.
"Two immortal masters, you can count it. Come here, please, all the big guys are waiting for you to open the table!" said the old man, licking his lips. Seeing the two of them coming together, the old man thought that Gu Yun was also a green cow crown.
"Open the table?" Gu Yun was a little puzzled.
"Hehe, Gu Daoyou is like this. In the rural mortal world, if someone dies in the family, in addition to having to stay outside for three days and chant the scriptures, it is also an old custom to set up a banquet to entertain guests!" Fang Lie said as he and Gu Yun followed closely behind the old man and walked quickly towards the village.
"I see, it's interesting. β
Gu Yun nodded, and walked quickly to a spacious courtyard with the old man.
At this time, on the front steps of the compound, there was a simple platform for Fang Lie to cast spells. And on the two wooden chairs next to it, a narrow coffin stood horizontally.
"Huh?"
Before he could get forward, a strange aura was detected by Gu Yun.
He always felt that the dead man in the pipe was somewhat strange. In addition to the corpse qi unique to dead corpses, there are also faint traces of mana flow.
However, this strange place, that Fang Lie didn't notice at all. Seeing this, Gu Yun didn't have much to say.
Following behind Fang Lie, he was pulled by the old man with a smile to the next few rows of flowing water seats.
"Fellow villagers, these two are the immortal chiefs of the green cow crown, and they have come to bury my Hua Gu. With the two of them who are profound immortals, presumably Hua Gu will have no regrets in the spirit of the sky. Folks, get up and meet the Immortal Chief!"
"I'll wait to meet the two immortal elders!"
When the village chief said this, the villagers around the table all stood up respectfully and hurriedly bowed to Gu Yun and the others. A few young ones knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed.
This made Gu Yun a little unsure of what to do. The spiritual sense swept casually, and found that they were all mortals without any spiritual roots, so he didn't look any further.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Senior Brother Gu will follow me to the Dao Platform to practice, folks, you can use the feast!" Fang Lie glanced at Gu Yun and said slowly.
Finally, accompanied by several family members of the deceased, the two walked slowly to the platform.
This is what the villagers are waiting for, and it is not the first time that the immortal chief has met, and it is no longer a novelty. As soon as Fang Lie spoke, he threw off his cheeks one by one, and he should eat and drink.
There was a gust of wind and clouds, and he didn't pay attention to the two Gu Yun above.
After a while, Fang Lie symbolically spat out a few clichΓ©d tricks, and made a Taoist talisman to paste on the coffin, which was considered to be done.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gu Yun next to him hurriedly spoke.
"Fang Daoyou, in my opinion, there is something wrong with the corpse here, it is better to bury it earlier. If it really doesn't work, it's better to use cremation as the best policy, so as not to make mistakes. β
"Gu Daoyou don't have to worry, I've seen a lot of this meeting, and there will be no problem. According to the whole three days before, well, today at midnight is the auspicious time for burial, so let's bury it in the middle of the night!"
"What? Buried at midnight!"
As soon as he heard this, Gu Yun was so angry that anger surged in his heart.
Buried in the middle of the night, I haven't heard of it!
It is important to know that at night the yin qi is heavier, and it is the time when the yin qi of ghosts and evil spirits is at its peak. Hearing Fang Lie say this, Gu Yun couldn't help but doubt the other party's intentions.
Nine times out of ten, there is something greasy in this! However, Gu Yun also knows that the other party is the person in charge, and it is difficult for him to say it.
"Hopefully, nothing will happen. With a look of worry in his eyes, Gu Yun couldn't help but be a little worried.