Not only Chang Huaiyuan, but also Hui Laoliu felt that practicing the "Corpse Transformation Technique" in this way was too inconsistent with nature and would ultimately lead to endless troubles.
Whether it is Chen Daji, Zhang Chao, or Liao Ping, any old man in a small hospital who has had an accident will feel distressed.
At the critical moment, three phantoms appeared in front of everyone accompanied by bursts of fairy music.
They are the mysterious incense master Hu San Taiye and Hu San Tai Nai respectively.
After everyone bowed, the incense owner said to Zhang Shizu.
"Can you tell me the technique and see if there is any way to improve it?"
"If it is not tolerated by heaven and earth, it will not be beautiful after all."
Zhang Shizu didn't dare to refuse, so he quickly took out a yellowed thread-bound ancient book, which recorded his life's hard work.
The owner of the incense, Mr. Hu Santai, and Mrs. Hu Santai studied it together for a while, then took up a pen to revise it, and then handed the ancient book back.
"Corpse driver, do you think this is feasible?"
Zhang Shizu originally criticized the incense owner for "smearing" his own blood at will, but after seeing it, he was immediately immersed in it.
He was ecstatic and fascinated by it, and kept mumbling to himself.
"It turns out it can still be like this, it turns out it can still be like this..."
When he came to his senses again, the three big guys had disappeared.
Feeling grateful, he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly in the direction of the Hu family's ancestral land.
"My dear Zhang Shizu, I would like to thank the three adults for their kindness in reinventing me!"
Chen Daji was curious and pulled Zhang Shizu up with his bowed legs.
"I said Chao'er is an ancestor... Why do I feel like I'm swearing..."
"I'm talking about Lao Zhang, did those three old gods change the secret book just now? Is it more powerful?!"
Zhang Shizu nodded quickly.
"Yeah, in this way, not only can you be soft and strong, but you can practice without having to harm your body!"
"Even the number of practice days has been shortened from the original forty-nine days to seven days!"
Chen Daji was stunned.
He doesn't care and doesn't understand what is soft or hard. The key is the number of days of practice.
It’s much better to not go to school for forty-nine days than to only have seven days off...
After thinking about it, this guy took out a horn-sharp knife and stabbed himself in the stomach.
"Well, Master Ji, I'd better practice the original one!"
“Don’t teachers always say: you need to have solid basic skills, and having too many days is better than having too few days…”
Fortunately, Hua Jiunan had quick hands and knocked down the horn knife.
"Don't mess with the big plan!"
"Hurry up and complete the training, and then we have to go to Baiyue Land to pacify the Ability God."
"Senior Brother Wang Shushan called me this morning!"
Baiyue refers to the area where the Guyue people were distributed along the southern coast of China in ancient times.
According to "Hanshu Geography", the distribution of Baiyue is "seven or eight thousand miles from Jiaozhi to Kuaiji. Baiyue is scattered in various places, each with its own caste."
It borders what is now northern Vietnam.
"Damn it, dealing with the invaders is a big deal, so we must not delay it!"
When Chen Daji heard this, he decisively gave up the idea of "caesarean" and shouted that it would be better to learn it for seven days.
There is a reason for quick success...
Since you want to practice, of course you have to choose a place that is inaccessible and suitable for the properties of the practice.
Mayi Mountain is the perfect place.
Mountains to the north and water to the south, thousands of tombs and ghosts, coupled with the transformation of Grandma Mai over the past thousand years, it is really one of the best "corpse family places".
After making all preparations, three large bubbling medicine jars appeared in front of everyone.
Zhang Shizu's eyes lit up: "Chen, Boss Chen, you and Liao Ping can go in."
"You can practice the Corpse Transformation Technique after soaking in it for seven days!"
Different from Liao Ping's hesitation, Chen, who had already stripped off and even shaved himself, was overjoyed and jumped into the tank without hesitation.
A piece of concoction splashed out.
"Hahaha, little eight of the Chang family, wait until Master Ji and I achieve great success and lead you to dominate the world!"
"Don't talk about going out to restaurants then, even if you go to the game arcade in the city, you don't have to pay...GuluGulu..."
Before this guy could finish his words, Chang Baye, who had long been fed up with him, slammed the lid on with his big tail.
He was still like a piece of shit, plated on top of the lid and pressed firmly.
"You little brat, Master Ba, I will suffocate you to death!"
What no one noticed was that Mr. Crab’s son was quietly carried in between Chen’s legs.
He was completely out of good intentions - good brothers should share blessings and share hardships, right...
