Chapter 1: Time, fate

The wind was biting cold and the snow was falling heavily.

The sky and the earth are vast, and the rivers and mountains are all covered in silver.

In the severe winter, the wild animals and birds that used to live in the mountains and forests have disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of white.

It can truly be said that "the birds have flown away from the thousands of mountains and the people have disappeared from the thousands of paths."

On top of the mountain, there are several thatched houses connected together standing there, which are extremely conspicuous.

The several thatched houses cover an area of ​​about 100 square meters, and the courtyard wall is a fence more than half a person's height, which seems to be a defense against gentlemen but not villains.

There was a charcoal fire burning silently in the house, bringing a touch of warmth and dispelling the cold.

Near the stove, there was a young man sitting cross-legged.

He sat upright like a bell, with his hands folded together, palms facing up, placed on his legs, his eyes slightly closed, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, his face was pale without a trace of blood, only his slightly rising and falling chest proved that he was not dead yet.

In front of the young man, there were blood-colored lines. In the center of the lines, there was a person lying with yellow paper stuck all over his body.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the blood-colored lines actually glowed slightly red.

In an instant, the young man moved. His hands kept changing in front of his chest, as if he was performing some kind of magic seal.

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a ray of light shooting out, extremely bright, and his changing fingers pointed at the person lying on the pattern, "Hey!"

The man on the ground actually stood up straight.

Seeing this scene, a smile flashed across Zhang Chu's pale face, "After coming to this world for more than half a year, there is finally hope!"

Yes, Zhang Chu is not from this world, but a time traveler.

His time travel was truly ordinary and there was nothing special about it.

In his previous life, he studied hard, but after being admitted to university, he became decadent, neglected his studies, and could not find a good job. After graduation, he did some small business to make a living. When he woke up from a sleep, he came to the world in front of him, and was possessed by a young man named Zhang Chu.

After digesting the remaining memories of his original body, Zhang Chu finally had some understanding of his own situation.

He actually came to Uncle Jiu's world, but unfortunately, he could not get close to Uncle Jiu like his predecessors who had traveled through time before, become Uncle Jiu's apprentice, or even had to avoid him.

Because this young man, also named Zhang Chu, is actually the registered disciple of the famous Lightning King Shi Jian.

That’s right, it was the lightning king Shi Jian who “cultivated immortality while others practiced Taoism”, using the wooden stake technique in one hand and the lightning thunder fist in the other, killing demons and making evil spirits tremble in fear.

By the time he came through, Shi Jian had already died in a fight with Uncle Jiu.

And what about the original body? He also became a remnant of Shi Jian, his magic power was abolished, he was expelled from the Maoshan sect, and became an abandoned disciple of Maoshan.

However, the original body was also a person with a strong character. No matter how others viewed Shi Jian, he respected Shi Jian as his own father.

Even though his magical powers were destroyed, he never gave up his obsession with revenge.

An orphan who was about to starve to death was adopted by Shi Jian and raised for more than ten years. When his master was killed, how could he not seek revenge?
The magic power has been destroyed, but the memory is still there, so you can cultivate it back.

He actually hid in the mountains and practiced again, hoping to gain great powers and come out of the mountains to take revenge.

Unfortunately, his magic power was wasted, causing damage to his body. After more than years of hard practice, he was unable to condense a magic power seed.

Driven by hatred, he resorted to risky tactics and used corpse-refining techniques to forcibly enter the Tao.

Before the last moment, he was attacked by the corpse's qi and died on the spot.

Afterwards, he was taken over by Zhang Chu who came from another time and was reborn.

To master extraordinary powers, to torture gods and summon ghosts, let alone modern people, even ancient people would do their best if they had this opportunity.

After accepting the fact that he had traveled through time and calming down, Zhang Chu began to practice in the mountains.

I don't know if it's because of his poor aptitude or physical defects, but after several months, even with the experience of practicing with his original body, he didn't condense a single bit of magic power. Faced with the temptation of the extraordinary, how could Zhang Chu give up?

What's more, this is an era of war, human life is worthless, and without military force to protect yourself, you might be shot to death one day.

Even someone as powerful as Uncle Jiu was thrown into jail when facing powerful forces. What about an ordinary person like Zhang Chu?
As for living here in seclusion? Until the end of his life? That's not what he wants.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to sacrifice the zombies like his original body, absorb the corpse qi, and use the corpse qi to condense magic seeds.

Refining corpses to achieve enlightenment!

This method of training is extremely dangerous. Not only will you have to associate with zombies in the future, but you must also always prevent the backlash of corpse qi and zombies. If you are not careful, you will end up dead.

As for why not find other ways?

How could it be possible that someone would teach a discarded disciple who was expelled from Mount Maoshan other methods of cultivation in this world where Mount Maoshan dominates the world?
The most important thing is that there are very few restrictions on practicing this method. You just need to find a corpse that is as powerful as possible when it was alive, and refine it into a zombie to complete the first step.

We are now in an era of war and there are mass graves everywhere. The bodies of those who were powerful during their lifetime may not be easy to find, but ordinary bodies are everywhere.

When the bitter winter came, Zhang Chu found a relatively intact corpse in the mass grave and brought it back to his residence.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow and rarely visited by people. It was the perfect time for Zhang Chu to refine corpses.

When everything was ready, Zhang Chu used his own blood as ink and his fingers as a pen to draw a corpse refining blood array on the ground and placed the corpse on it. After 49 days of refining, he finally succeeded.

Looking at the zombie in front of him that was covered with corpse-suppressing talismans, a trace of solemnity flashed across Zhang Chu's face. The next step was the most important one: absorbing the corpse qi and condensing the magic power seed.

After calming down his excited mood, he walked up to the zombie, placed his pale palm directly on the zombie's head, and silently recited the method of absorbing the death energy.

As if sensing the approach of death, the corpse that had just become a zombie actually began to struggle.

Fortunately, with the suppression of the corpse-suppressing talisman, no matter how hard a newborn zombie struggles, it is of no use.

Zhang Chu didn’t have time to care about zombies at the moment as he was already busy taking care of himself.

As the technique was put into practice, an extremely sinister and evil aura flowed through Zhang Chu's palm and entered his body.

He still underestimated the power of corpse qi. Practicing this method is not only extremely dangerous, but it is almost certain to lead to death.

As soon as the corpse qi entered his body, it immediately began to run wildly out of control.

Wherever he passed, life was extinguished and his body became stiff.

If he cannot guide the corpse qi that enters his body into orbit, he will probably turn into a zombie in no time.

Zhang Chu knew clearly that he couldn't panic at this moment. He tried his best to keep a calm state of mind and constantly guided the corpse qi with his mind.

It seemed that the body had experienced the baptism of corpse qi before. Gradually, a trace of corpse qi entered the middle dantian under the guidance of Zhang Chu.

He immediately followed the formula in his memory and, guided by his thoughts, condensed a wisp of corpse qi into a magic seed.

As soon as the mana seed was formed, the corpse qi that was wreaking havoc in his body flowed into the mana seed like a bird returning to its nest.

Silently observing the mana seed, he compared it with the mana seed in his memory.

For those who practice orthodox Taoism, the condensed mana seeds are milky white in color, exuding a sense of peace.

However, Zhang Chu's magic seed was as black as ink, filled with the aura of destroying everything.

But so what?
After all, he has embarked on the first extraordinary stage of Condensing Law. Next, he will continue to move forward to Building Foundation, Golden Elixir, and finally achieve immortality.

As the Condensation Realm stabilized, a bright light shone in Zhang Chu's sea of ​​consciousness.

He immediately sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, immersed his consciousness in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and began to feel silently.

After a long time, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's time, it's fate!"

(End of this chapter)