Fox Demon Crossing

Chapter 139: Ruined Temple, Taiyin Dao

At this time, Zhang Jiangnu's voice rang out: "In this urban jungle, being weak is indeed an original sin. It really makes people feel deeply sad."

"I just hope you can keep your promise and spare my life."

Jin Ze did not respond directly, but waved his hand lightly, and two talismans glowing with golden light instantly appeared on the forehead and navel of Zhang Jiangnu's corpse.

"Guomi."

"Master, I am here." Guo Mi responded immediately.

"Take her back to the apartment." Jin Ze said calmly: "I have used a secret technique to temporarily seal the abnormal energy in her body."

"Ah?" Guo Mi was startled. Looking at the stiff and slightly hideous face of the female corpse, he couldn't help swallowing and turned his gaze to his mentor Huang Jiu.

Huang Jiu curled his lips and said, "What are you looking at? Master asked you to carry it, so you carried it. You are the youngest among them, do you want me, your master, to carry it for you?"

"Hurry up and memorize it. When I first got started, I dealt with corpses all day long. The situation you are facing now is already considered good. At least there is not much rotten smell. I told you at that time..."

He turned on his X-ray vision and saw clearly that the resentment of the eighteen wronged female souls inside the female corpse was being transformed into nutrients, nourishing the Vajra fetus in her body, but it had been temporarily sealed by Jinze.

However, he currently has no plans to eliminate these wronged souls.

The reason was that this female corpse was special and neither his Qiankun bag nor his devouring magic weapon could store it, so Guo Mi had to carry it back himself.

Come home to a luxurious villa in the heart of the city.

Guo Mi carefully put the female corpse down. He didn't feel tired at the moment. After all, there were vehicles along the way, so he didn't need to carry it all the way. He just stared at Jin Ze with wide eyes, "Master, you promised to teach me real kung fu before."

"Can I lie to you?" Jin Ze rolled his eyes, "I won't let you wait too long."

He lifted the female corpse by the neck and walked upstairs.

Guo Mi rubbed his hands and said expectantly, "Master, I don't know what kind of unique skills you will teach me."

Huang Jiu remained silent, his face full of jealousy.

"By the way, Master, why do the pedestrians and drivers on the road seem to be unable to see the female corpse on my back?"

He recalled how on the way back, both pedestrians and taxi drivers seemed to ignore her.

At first he was terribly scared, fearing that others would see him walking with a dead body on his back in broad daylight, which would become explosive social news.

"I don't know."

Huang Jiu thought for a moment and shook his head.

But he knew in his heart that all this was Jinze's trick.

An expert is an expert. Even if such methods are taught to him, he may not be able to master them.

Huang Jiu looked at Guo Mi and said, "It just so happens that I don't have any plans today. I will supervise you in practicing standing meditation in the afternoon. I will give you two hours to meditate and practice."

“Since I have accepted you as my apprentice… No, ahem… Since I have accepted you, I will naturally teach you some real stuff. Come back to my room with me, I will now teach you the internal power cultivation method of our sect…” Huang Jiu remained calm. When he first accepted Guo Mi as his apprentice, he just wanted to make some extra money and taught him some basic kung fu at most.

You know, with just such a small amount of money, how can you expect to learn the true method of cultivation?

You know how many billionaires are willing to spend all their fortunes just to learn an authentic method of practicing internal skills and learn something truly useful.

After all, who can resist the temptation of immortality?

Even if you can't live forever, living longer is good.

Originally, Huang Jiu planned to observe Guo Mi for a while to wear down his enthusiasm before deciding whether to teach him the internal skills.

Who would have thought that Jin Ze was willing to teach Guo Mi a skill just because he helped him move a corpse. If Huang Jiu had known this earlier, he would definitely not be polite. He could also do such dirty and tiring work as moving corpses.

Jinze returned to the room and put the body down.

He waved his arms, releasing Zhang Jiangnu's wronged soul.

Zhang Jiangnu, who had just been freed from her restraints, was still a little confused. Suddenly, she felt as if there was some movement behind her. She turned around and was suddenly filled with fear.

"Is she feeding me food?"

A palm-sized black fox with red eyes was staring at her. The strong desire in the fox's eyes and the terrifying aura made Zhang Jiangnu feel very uneasy.

"No."

Jin Ze explained: "I remember you devoured Zuo Daoren's soul, didn't you? You should have obtained his memory, right?"

“No.” The Black Fox Lady shook her head and denied: “I only ate his soul. It was already chewed up. How could there be any memory left? I didn’t read his mind either.”

Jinze looked at her calmly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The Black Fox Queen raised her head with gritted teeth, and seeing Jinze's increasingly stern eyes, she finally lowered her head guiltily and took the initiative to separate a thumb-sized black fox from her body.

Jinze was not polite.

Since the Black Fox Goddess's clone is connected to her original body, their memories are naturally shared as well. Therefore, Jinze easily obtained the information he wanted from it - Zuo Daoren's memories and the corpse refining method he had learned.

It turned out that Zuo Daoren's method of corpse refining was not learned from his first master, Huang Jiu's uncle, but from his second master, the mysterious Taoist priest that Jin Ze had recently encountered.

This mysterious Taoist priest did not even leave his name, and was not even mentioned in Zuo Daoren's memory. There is very little information about him. Jinze only knew that he was from Penglai Island.

Penglai Island, a fairyland island standing on the human world, is said to have been home to cultivators since the Qin and Han dynasties. It has always been regarded as a symbol of the mysterious land of immortals.

He once asked Huang Jiu, but Huang Jiu only knew that Penglai Island was located overseas.

"Refining corpses, planting corpses, combining corpses, controlling