Chapter 17: Dharma Rectification
Midday on the moon.

In front of the gathering Yin land, there is an altar, two white candles, a Taoist with white hair, a magic sword, and a bell.

It has to be said that Zhang Chu’s decision to open the charity cemetery was quite correct.

Although the charity cemetery has only been open for a few months, there are quite a few corpses stored there.

There were all kinds of people, including those who died suddenly, those who died unjustly, those who were murdered, and those who committed suicide by jumping into the river.

Moreover, most of the bodies are ownerless. No matter how poor the owner is, the bodies with owners are basically not placed in the charity cemetery.

Even if they were released, they would be taken away in a day or two.

As for those ownerless corpses, as long as they had the qualifications to become corpse refiners, Zhang Chu would bury them in the corpse pit of the Yin Gathering Land after injecting corpse qi into them. Those who did not have the qualifications to become corpse refiners were also buried in the Yin Gathering Land to enhance the death qi, so that they could rest in peace.

From this point of view, Zhang Chu is really a kind-hearted person - he saved them from being left to rot in the wilderness.

Five or six refined corpses were unearthed tonight. It goes without saying that the unearthed refined corpses are at most black zombies, and there is no possibility of armored corpses.

With Zhang Chu's current strength, it would be quite easy to deal with just five or six black zombies even without the corpse-suppressing talisman.

I only remembered this matter when I sent the Taoist priest in black to the guest room, and that’s when I warned him not to leave the room at night.

I just don't know whether the Taoist priest in black will obey the rules or not.

When fishing, you always have to bait.

How can you catch big fish without bait?
The time has come. In the corpse pit in the Juyin Land, twelve arms covered with black hair stood upright.

In a flash, dust flew up, and six refined corpses broke out of the ground, standing there upright.

Looking at the six black zombies, Zhang Chu's magic power gushed out and turned into corpse gas, covering his entire body. The extremely terrifying pressure made the six refined corpses that had just been unearthed dare not move.

There is a strict hierarchy among zombies. As long as your corpse energy is strong enough, you will be the leader of the zombies.

And what about Zhang Chu? His mana seed already had four roots, absorbing the qi of ten black zombies. How could these six newly unearthed corpses resist?

"Jingle Bell!"

In the dead of night, the sound of bells could be heard from far away.

It turned out that Zhang Chu picked up the bell on the table and shook it, and a black zombie jumped directly towards Zhang Chu.

The movements seemed a little slow, and even a little resistant.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chu was not surprised: after the refined corpse was unearthed, it wouldn’t take long for the bloodthirsty desire to awaken.

It wants to suck blood.

"Jingle Bell!"

He just rang the bell again, and the black zombie had to keep moving forward, slowly jumping towards him.

As for the five black zombies that remained in the Yin Gathering Land, under the pressure of Zhang Chu's powerful corpse qi, even though their bloodthirsty desire erupted, they dared not move at all.

As three bells rang, the black zombie jumped onto the altar and landed in front of Zhang Chu.

A hand as pale as a dead person fell on the corpse's head.

A black gas visible to the naked eye flowed along the pale arm and entered Zhang Chu's body.

He was already very familiar with extracting and refining corpse qi.

As the corpse qi was drained away, the black zombie turned directly into ashes and returned to heaven and earth.

As soon as the corpse qi entered Zhang Chu's body, it was absorbed by the magic power seed. When it erupted again, it had turned into extremely evil magic power.

Refining corpse qi is so simple for Zhang Chu now.

He exhaled a breath of cold air, which turned into thin ice and fell on the altar.

The bell rang three more times, and the next black zombie jumped in front of Zhang Chu. It was the same process and the same operation. Another black zombie turned into ashes.
At the Yizhuang, a Taoist priest in black stood there quietly, already stunned like a wooden chicken.

Originally, Zhang Chu's warning made him feel doubtful and he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

I thought it was a taboo in the charity cemetery and I didn't need to care about it. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, a bell rang in the charity cemetery, and it was very rhythmic.

When the fourth ring rang, he couldn't resist his curiosity and walked towards the direction where the ring came from.

He saw his Taoist friend, Taoist Changsheng, with whom he had a pleasant conversation during the day, standing on the altar in Taoist robes, emitting a suffocating aura and swinging a bell in his hand.

A humanoid monster with black hair suddenly jumped out from the locust tree forest and appeared in front of Zhang Chu.

He watched Zhang Chu put his palm on the monster, and then he felt an extremely terrifying aura appear, and it was absorbed by Taoist Changsheng. The black-haired monster instantly turned into ashes.

For a moment, he was stunned and didn't dare to make any sound at all. He could only watch quietly.

By the time the eighteen bells had finished ringing, the five black-haired monsters had been reduced to ashes.

Thinking of the three calls and one corpse, the Taoist priest in black already had an idea. When he didn't see it, a black-haired monster returned to the world.

These scenes made his hair stand on end.

Seeing Zhang Chu placing the bell on the altar, the Taoist priest in black was suddenly shocked: Is it over?

I was shocked, but I was not afraid.

He is the master of Zizhu Temple and one of the most powerful figures in the world.

Even though I have martial arts skills and cannot defeat the enemy, can I still not escape?

He was just a little curious: What was that black-haired monster? What kind of martial arts did Taoist Changsheng practice?

As a man of the world, he seeks peerless martial arts and has an extraordinary obsession with strengthening himself.

"Fellow!"

Zhang Chu placed the bell on the altar and said, "Since you are here, come out!"

"I also heard the bell and was curious, so I came out to take a look."

The Taoist priest in black had no intention of hiding anything and walked over directly. However, there was still curiosity in his eyes, "I didn't expect to catch the Taoist priest practicing evil skills!"

"Evil power?"

Zhang Chu turned his head away with a look of sarcasm on his face, "Do you think this is evil?"

At this point, the Taoist priest in black finally saw Zhang Chu's eyes: there was no white in his eyes, only darkness, like a black hole, captivating.

"The object that Daoist friend uses to practice should be a corpse, right?"

The black-robed Taoist calmed his mind and said, "I don't know how the corpse turned into a black-haired monster, but if you practice martial arts with a corpse, what else can it be but evil martial arts?"

"Ha ha,"

Zhang Chu smiled, not showing any sign of being angry. "I would like to ask you, why do you practice Taoism?"

"Of course, it is to strengthen ourselves and save the world!"

The Taoist priest in black said without hesitation.

"Hahaha, strengthen yourself and save the world?"

Zhang Chu laughed so hard that tears came out, "Whose Taoist disciple are you?"

"How could you say such a ridiculous thing?"

"You don't even know why you should practice Taoism?"

Without waiting for the Taoist priest in black to come back to his senses, Zhang Chu asked himself and answered, "Of course, the purpose of practicing Taoism is to achieve immortality!"

He even looked at the black-robed Taoist priest with disdain.
"So-called martial arts are nothing more than a means of protecting the way on the path to immortality."

"You practice the means of protecting the Dao as the true Dharma. No wonder the true Dharma is not evident in this world."

"How pathetic! How pitiful! How lamentable!"

(End of this chapter)