Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

Chapter 182: Changes in Yangtan Village

Uncle Jiu brought his things down the mountain the next day, and Lu Li stayed on the mountain to guard Ermao Peak.

During this period, he suddenly became interested in Hua Ling's medicine making.

The newly built pharmacy was right next to Wanning Palace, and it only took him a moment to get there.

Watching Hua Ling throwing various medicinal herbs into the alchemy furnace, Lu Li had a very novel feeling.

Refining elixirs and making medicines is also a kind of Taoism, and Hua Ling’s cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds through this.

Now, in such a short period of time, he has already reached the initial stage of Qi Refining.

With her talent, it is not impossible for her to surpass Qiu Sheng in the future.

After a few hours, the aroma of medicine filled the air and the herbs inside had turned into round pills.

Hua Ling opened the lid of the furnace and carefully put the elixir in a jade bottle.

So many medicinal herbs were only able to be refined into twelve pills.

"Old foreigner, this is the elixir that the Third Elder wanted. I have already made it. Please send it to the Third Elder."

"Roger that!"

The old foreigner who was talking to Lu Li took the jade bottle and handed it to the third elder with a smile.

He loved doing this kind of thing the most. Every time he went to deliver pills, he would be treated to delicious food and drinks.

"Sure enough, Junior Sister. Your medicine refining skills are becoming more and more proficient."

Lu Li praised with a smile.

"Hehe, practice makes perfect. How come you have time to come to my place today, big brother?"

"You have nothing to do, so you come over to take a look."

Lu Li really had nothing to do. His cultivation had reached the late Golden Core stage and he couldn't improve any further in the short term.

Unless there are a large number of demons and ghosts to give him merits, it will take him an unknown amount of time to succeed in his own cultivation.

Therefore, all he can do now is to continue to perfect the "Shangqing Xuanzhen Jing". The exercises for the Nascent Soul stage are not so easy to deduce.

It also requires a lot of time accumulation.

Lu Li came to watch Hua Ling making medicine in order to improve his understanding of the rules.

When the pill takes shape, the power of rules will be upon it.

At first, Lu Li made some progress in his understanding of the rules of alchemy after watching it.

From that day on, it became difficult for Lu Li to improve his perception.

This is also related to the fact that Hua Ling’s cultivation level is slightly low and he can only refine some simple pills.

However, Lu Li gained a lot this time, enough for him to push the "Shangqing Xuanzhen Sutra" one step further.

After returning to his residence, Lu Li put his mind into the deduction.

Various routes for the operation of the skills flashed through his mind, and were then abandoned.

What he needs now is a perfect route of practice, that is, a method of operation that best suits his current situation.

In particular, one must be able to quickly absorb spiritual energy to replenish magical power. This is the essence of the "Shangqing Xuanzhen Sutra".

There are also thunder-attributed techniques that emphasize violence and power.

These cannot be abandoned, so we can only deduce based on these two points.

It was not until sunset that Lu Li woke up from his deep meditation.

During this day, Lu Li tried hundreds of routes in his mind, but none of them met his requirements.

Don’t think that his cultivation level this time is much higher than when he first created the method.

But there is no end to the law, and the difficulty of deduction has also increased a lot. There is a big difference between the Jindan stage and the Yuanying stage.

For three consecutive days, Lu Li sometimes deduced the skills and sometimes read Taoist scriptures to summarize the experience of his predecessors.

Life is comfortable and peaceful.

Today, Lu Li was sitting on the top of Ermao Peak to practice again. While practicing, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

He had only had this feeling the last time Qiu Sheng was in danger.

A cold light flashed in Lu Li's eyes.

His whole body was filled with murderous aura.

"Who is in trouble? No matter who it is, anyone who dares to touch anyone around me, Lu Li, will die."

After saying that, he began to calculate.

Let’s start with Qiu Sheng and Queqiao Shao. We find that it is a lucky omen, so they should be fine.

He also calculated that Chen Yulou and Taoist Simu were all safe.

Suddenly he thought of Uncle Jiu, but the village Uncle Jiu went to was not far from Maoshan, so he first thought that nothing should go wrong.

After thinking about it, he felt uneasy again, so he calculated his fortune for Uncle Jiu.

This calculation made Lu Li's heart skip a beat.

It turned out to be a very bad omen.

Without saying a word, Lu Li raised his flying sword and turned into a blue light and rushed out of Maoshan.

When the Maoshan disciples saw a blue light flying quickly over their heads, they all looked envious.

It was totally unexpected that the person on the flying sword was already eager to kill.

It is said that after Uncle Jiu came down from Maoshan, he headed all the way to Yangtan Village.

After being delayed overnight yesterday, Uncle Jiu was afraid that something unexpected might happen.

It was not until almost noon that Uncle Jiu arrived at Yangtan Village carrying a peach wood sword.

There is a huge poplar tree at the entrance of the village.

The name of Yangtan Village comes from this.

Although it was almost noon, there should be someone waiting to pick him up at the village entrance.

But now there is no one.

Uncle Jiu just thought that the village chief had forgotten to make arrangements, so he went into the village alone.

After entering the village, he found something wrong. Not only were the doors of every household in the village closed.

It was noon, but there was no smoke rising.

Moreover, I haven't seen anyone walking around in the village for so long.

This is a problem.

Uncle Jiu secretly raised his vigilance and knocked on the door of a house that looked like a wealthy family.

"anyone there?"

"Is there anyone here? I'm from Maoshan, and your village chief asked me to help you."

I knocked for a long time but no one answered the door.

I reached out and pushed hard, but the door was not closed tightly and there was a broken bolt behind it.

As soon as Uncle Jiu stepped one leg in, he felt something in his heart. He vaguely felt his hair standing on end and his skin feeling like it was pricked by needles.

"It's the evil spirit of the corpse! Oops, we're a step too late!"

Uncle Jiu immediately drew the thousand-year-old peach wood sword from his back and rushed in.

When I entered the room, I saw that there was still the aura of corpse evil in the house.

There were five bodies in total, including two elderly people, a couple, and a child, lying in the hall with their eyes wide open.

The two neatly cut holes on the neck had begun to turn black.

Coming closer, Uncle Jiu turned one of the men's heads over and began to check the wounds caused by zombie bites.

"It should have been bitten early this morning. The body has already shown signs of decay."

Uncle Jiu spoke to himself.

In order to prevent the corpse from reappearing, he had to move the corpse to the yard by himself.

Throw out the fire talisman and start burning the corpse.

Watching the flames rise, Uncle Jiu wiped his sweat.

"If I had known it would be so hard, I should have brought Wencai with me."

Uncle Jiu felt a headache when he thought of the strange situation in this village.

That afternoon, he knocked on every few houses, but some people had locked their doors from the inside, so he didn't knock and open them.

Some rooms were empty.

It was not until they arrived at the last house that Uncle Jiu finally knocked on the door.

"who are you?"

An old man's voice came from behind the door.

Uncle Jiu was overjoyed and said quickly.

"My last name is Lin, and I'm a Taoist priest from Mount Mao. Your village chief asked me to come here."

The person who opened the door was a man in his fifties, and upon closer inspection, he saw that Uncle Jiu was indeed dressed as a Taoist priest.

Then he burst into tears.

"I am the village chief. You are finally here. If you don't come, there will be no one left in our village."

Uncle Jiu comforted him, "Tell me slowly. I saw that there was no one in the village in broad daylight. I knocked on many doors but no one opened them."

The village chief stuck his head out and looked around before pulling Uncle Jiu into the room and saying:

"It's all because of that damn zombie. Since it came, so many people have died in our village.

The nearby wizard also looked for it, but was eventually killed by the zombies.

Those who were bitten also turned into biting zombies the next day.

At one point, most of the people in our village died."

"So fierce?"

Uncle Jiu frowned.

"Yes, at first I could hear someone jumping outside at night.

Everyone can still work in the fields during the day.

The zombie also appeared during the day these two days.

Those who could run ran away, and those who couldn't run had to lock themselves up at home and wait for death.

Who dares to open the door casually?

Our village has been ravaged by zombies."