Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

In the charity cemetery, Uncle Jiu had already started to act.

He took out a stack of yellow talismans to suppress evil spirits and pasted them on every morgue.

After pasting the yellow talismans, the evil spirits in those rooms were reduced a lot, and the corpses inside would not turn into corpses.

Two evil corpses jumped out on the way and rushed towards him with a roar.

Uncle Jiu was not panicked at all.

He stepped on his feet and made way for the two evil corpses.

Then he jumped up like flowing water, and pasted two corpse-controlling talismans on the foreheads of the evil corpses, instantly suppressing the two evil corpses.

Then he forced out the evil spirits in the evil corpses and sent them to the room where the coffins were placed.

By the time he had pasted the talismans in all the rooms, half an hour had passed.

However, at this time, the evil spirit in the charity cemetery became more and more intense, and there was white fog formed by the evil spirits everywhere.

Uncle Jiu looked solemn, and said to himself:

"The location of Yizhuang was originally a nearby Feng Shui formation eye, which has the effect of suppressing evil spirits."

"But once a large amount of evil spirits invade, it will turn from positive to negative and become a place of evil spirits."

"This will destroy the Feng Shui of Jiangcheng, and raise the evil spirits of the entire Jiangcheng to a higher level, which will cause harm for thousands of years."

"Not only that, those yellow talismans will not be able to withstand it. Once the corpses inside become corpses, I don't know how many people will be harmed."

He walked back and forth in the same place with his hands behind his back.

Finally, he made up his mind.

"As a Feng Shui master, I should keep the city peaceful."

"If you eat this bowl of rice, you must take this responsibility. It is my duty and I cannot shirk it."

After saying that, he spread out nine pieces of yellow paper.

These nine pieces of yellow paper are specially made, and they emit a faint yellow light.

Uncle Jiu bit his middle finger and began to draw blood talismans.

Every time he drew a blood talisman, his face became paler, and a few more white hairs appeared in his black hair.

After drawing nine blood talismans in a row, his face turned pale and he could hardly stand.

His black hair turned white overnight.

Uncle Jiu leaned on the table and took a breath.

He grabbed the nine blood talismans and stood in the center of the cemetery.

"Yin and Yang have a magic, blood talismans suppress evil spirits, quick!"

The nine blood talismans ignited without wind and turned into flames that sank into the void.

Unexpectedly, the evil spirit in the cemetery actually began to decrease.

After a while, the evil spirit that had condensed into white mist was swept away.

If you look from the sky, you can find that the huge evil vortex began to dissipate!

In the cemetery, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's worth my effort to draw the Nine Yang Evil Suppression Talisman. As long as I can hold on until the sun rises, things will turn around."

However, at this moment, there was a movement in the mourning hall behind.

Uncle Jiu's face changed drastically:

"Oh no, Mangzi's body is still in the backyard, is it going to turn into a corpse?"

He hurried to the backyard, only to see that Mangzi's body had indeed stood up and stood in the middle of the hall.

Uncle Jiu took out a talisman without saying a word and stuck it on Mangzi's forehead.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Uncle Jiu like a ghost.

It was Master Jinlong.

He moved like lightning, and with one hand, he stabbed Uncle Jiu's neck and knocked him out.

"Hmph, this guy almost ruined my good thing."

"In terms of Yin and Yang Feng Shui, Lin Jiu has already entered the hall."

"It's a pity that Yin and Yang magic can't be transformed into combat power, and it finally fell into my hands."

Master Jinlong took off the yellow talisman on Mangzi's forehead and looked at Mangzi's body with great pride.

"It's really a perfect corpse for refining. As long as the evil spirits nearby are attracted, a powerful copper-armored corpse can be tempered!"

"As for this guy Lin Jiu, he just happens to be a blood food for the copper-armored corpse."

"The essence and blood of a third-grade warrior are enough to whet the appetite of the copper-armored corpse."

After saying that, Master Jinlong also took out a large gourd, and streams of evil spirits condensed into white mist poured out from it.

He chanted a strange spell, and the evil spirits from all directions were attracted.

The evil spirits that were originally dispelled by Uncle Jiu condensed into white mist again, rushing towards the charity cemetery, and quickly sank into Mangzi's body.

Mangzi's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were bloodshot, and a green hair grew on his body, and his momentum rose steadily.

Master Jinlong showed a satisfied smile.

"After years of planning, today, the bronze-armored corpse is almost ready!"

"Bronze-armored corpse, bronze-armored corpse, I brought you blood food. In another hour, you can suck Lin Jiu's blood."

"Hehehehehehe."

The laughter of Master Jinlong echoed in the charity cemetery.

...

At the same time, in the mass grave.

Zhu Tong and his companions ran wildly in the wild under the moonlight.

Not long after, they saw the town in the distance.

Zhu Tong supported his knees and gasped:

"Finally ran out, it should be safe now."

Old Zhang suddenly shouted:

"Where is Xiaobai? Why is Xiaobai missing?"

Zhu Tong was shocked:

"Will Xiaobai get lost? What should we do?"

Old Zhang cursed:

"Damn it, Xiaobai saved our lives, we can't leave him behind."

He was about to go back to find him, but was grabbed by Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang said:

"Brother Xiaobai is very lucky. He is a warrior and knows Yin-Yang magic. It won't be a problem for him to run away."

"If we run back now, we will cause trouble for him."

Zhu Tong listened and nodded repeatedly, persuading:

"That's right, Xiaobai is stronger than us, maybe he has already run to the town."

"Let's go, let's go back and take a look when it's daybreak."

After hearing this, Old Zhang could only follow Zhu Tong and the others and run all the way to the town.

At this time, Bai Yu was running in the opposite direction.

"Mr. Meng taught me that if you give me a peach, you will get a plum in return. If you give me a papaya, I will get a jade in return."

"Uncle Jiu has been very kind to me. I can't just leave him alone."

Uncle Jiu really treated Bai Yu as his disciple. He would always have him as a good person if there were any good things.

He wanted to teach Bai Yu all the Yin Fu Jing.

People are not plants, so who can be heartless.

Bai Yu let out a long howl while running.

Not long after, a figure rushed towards him in the dark.

Lao Mo!

"Woof woof..."

Lao Mo barked a few times, then turned around and ran.

Bai Yu followed closely.

He had seen through that Master Jinlong was not right before, and told Lao Mo to keep an eye on them secretly.

Master Jinlong and several disciples were only focused on Bai Yu and the others, but they never expected that there would be a black dog following them.

Bai Yu had already changed into night clothes and ran wildly with Lao Mo.

Not long after, they saw a monk chanting a spell on a small hill.

In front of him stood a gourd, from which evil white mist continued to drift.

Bai Yu recognized that this was a monk named Jue Yuan, the second disciple of Master Jinlong.

He nodded to Lao Mo, and the man and the dog tacitly surrounded them from both sides.

Especially Lao Mo, who almost completely blended into the darkness and was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Bai Yu lowered his body and sneaked slowly.

After a while, he sneaked to a distance of only a dozen meters from Jue Yuan.

At this moment, Jue Yuan was shocked:

"Who?"

"The one who wants you dead!"

Bai Yu suddenly jumped up.