Chapter 7 Incomplete
"The pillars, be careful, don't break them!"

At the entrance of the charity cemetery, a carriage arrived. Several laborers were moving things. Old Liu watched from the side. "These are all valuable things!"

"Uncle Liu,"

Shuanzhu, who was also his nephew, said with a smile, "Don't worry, it will definitely not be damaged. The brothers are all taking care!"

"Where do you see this thing?"

"follow me!"

Old Liu watched as everyone had carried their belongings, then led them to the backyard of the charity cemetery and opened a room, "Let's put it here!"

"okay!"

Several people quickly moved the things in and placed them according to the direction pointed by Lao Liu.

"Master,"

As soon as he walked out of the room, Lao Liu saw Zhang Chu coming over, "All the things are inside!"

Several laborers saw Zhang Chu coming over and greeted him respectfully.

"OK,"

Zhang Chu nodded, "After they finish moving, you can count the items and pay them!"

After saying a few words, Zhang Chu left.

"Uncle Liu,"

Shuanzhu watched Zhang Chu walk away with his eyes covered, and then he asked, "Can the Taoist priest read?"

"There's so much nonsense!"

Old Liu glared at Shuanzhu and said, "Just do whatever I tell you to do!"

Shuanzhu chuckled and said nothing more, and continued to work.

Zhang Chu, who walked over, naturally heard Shuanzhu's words, and he also smiled.

I have to say, he really succeeded in pretending to be blind, and many people around him thought he was a blind man.

He used corpse qi to condense magic seeds and achieved the state of condensing magic. Now that the zombies have not been successfully refined and their strength cannot be improved, he can't just sit there and do nothing, right?
What's more, it's impossible for him to keep refining corpses in the charity cemetery. Besides, to outsiders, he is a Taoist master and he must be familiar with the scriptures.

Regularly reciting Taoist scriptures is also extremely beneficial for a person who practices Taoism.

But how can he read as a blind man?
At this point, we have to say that Zhang Chu had the foresight to accept the two little Taoist boys.

Under the pretext of teaching Qingfeng Mingyue to learn to read, he ordered a batch of bookshelves in Jingzhou City and bought a lot of Taoist scriptures. What the laborers just moved in were the things he bought.

"Master, it's been done!"

Some books were moved very quickly. Not long after Zhang Chu sat down, Lao Liu came over.

"Yeah, I know!"

Zhang Chu nodded slightly and looked at Lao Liu who was still standing there, "Anything else?"

"Master,"

Old Liu looked around, as if afraid of being overheard, and said, "When I entered the city today, I heard people say that the hero Mei Niansheng was dead. It is said that the one who buried the hero Mei Niansheng was Ding Dian!"

"What does this have to do with me? I am just an owner of a charity house!"

Zhang Chu took off the black cloth covering his eyes and looked towards Lao Liu. "And you are just guarding the charity cemetery!"

"Master, I am talking too much!"

Looking at Zhang Chu's pupils with no visible whites and his eye sockets that were like black holes, Old Liu suddenly shuddered and the hairs on his body stood up.

This was also the first time he saw Zhang Chu's eyes, which left a deep impression on him.

"okay,"

Zhang Chu waved his hand, "What happens outside the charity cemetery has nothing to do with us!"

Old Liu walked out slowly. He could tell that Zhang Chu meant that it was an internal matter of the charity cemetery and had nothing to do with the disputes outside.

Without caring what Lao Liu was thinking, he walked out of the room and came to the Yin gathering place, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He didn't know if he was refining a corpse here or what, but he found that the negative energy around him was rapidly gathering towards this place.

It is not obvious during the day, but at night, you can see streams of dark yin energy like fog gathering at the charity cemetery and being absorbed into the yin gathering place.

Feeling the increasingly active Yin Qi, Zhang Chu smiled. No matter why the Yin Qi gathered here, it was a good thing for Zhang Chu.

The more Yin Qi gathers, the denser it becomes, and the faster the corpse can be refined.

According to the current situation, it may not take forty-nine days to successfully refine the corpse.

He walked to the pit where Mei Niansheng was buried, his eyes full of hope.

According to the memories left by Zhang Chu, zombies are divided into six levels from low to high: white zombies, black zombies, jumping zombies, flying zombies, Ba zombies, and Huo zombies.

All the zombies he had successfully refined before were white zombies. Apart from being scary enough, they basically had no attack power. Even ordinary people could deal with them as long as they were brave enough.

The black zombie has a certain attack power, and the jumping zombie is even more powerful.

The jumping corpse is also called the armored corpse. The iron-armored corpse, bronze-armored corpse, silver-armored corpse, and gold-armored corpse that people often talk about are the four stages of the jumping corpse.

Mei Niansheng was extremely powerful when he was alive, and he was ambushed by his apprentice, so he must have accumulated a lot of resentment. With the gathering of negative energy, when his corpse is transformed successfully, he is likely to be called an iron-armored corpse.

This is why Zhang Chu is so looking forward to it.

Even if you can't become an iron-armored zombie, becoming a black zombie is also good.

At least it can provide Zhang Chu with more corpse energy, allowing him to improve his cultivation.

"I don't expect you to be strong,"

Zhang Chu stood on the corpse pit and muttered to himself, "Just become the lowest level jumping corpse, an armored corpse!"

"When the time comes, I will take you to kill the traitor!"

The strength of an armored corpse may be weakened during the day, but at night, a mere Wan Zhenshan is no different from a lamb to be slaughtered.

Standing on the corpse pit, Zhang Chu silently felt the Yin gathering ground under his feet. As Yin Qi continued to gather, he could feel that the Yin gathering ground was slowly expanding.

Even though the speed of expansion is not fast, as long as it persists, within a hundred years, the entire charity cemetery will become a place where yin gathers.

However, he did not allow the Yin Qi to expand. Instead, he used his own corpse Qi as a guide and set up a formation on the original Yin gathering ground, gathering all the absorbed Yin Qi in the opened corpse pit.

Only when the Yin energy is more abundant will the possibility of corpse transformation be greater, and the level of the zombie produced by the sacrifice will be higher.

The so-called yin gathering place is actually the place where yin energy gathers.

The reason why corpse refining here is twice as effective with half the effort is that there is sufficient Yin Energy. However, Yin Energy will be consumed in the process of corpse refining.

When Zhang Chu just arrived, he estimated that the Yin gathering place in the charity cemetery could only produce a dozen zombies at most.

Originally, Zhang Chu was worried that the Yin Gathering Land in the charity cemetery would be destroyed after he refined more than ten zombies, but now he is not so worried.

The Yin energy from all around is constantly gathering here, and the supply is simply exceeding the demand. Let alone refining more than ten zombies, even if one refines hundreds of low-level zombies, it is impossible to waste this Yin gathering place.

Unless the zombies refined by Zhang Chu are all of the jumping corpse level, otherwise, this Yin gathering place can be used continuously.

Even if the zombies he refined were of the jumping corpse level, Zhang Chu was not worried at all.

As long as the Yin Gathering Land is not completely used up, it will be able to recover on its own within a few decades.

Standing on the corpse pit, he guided the Yin Qi towards the pit where Mei Niansheng was, and continuously infused it until he felt that the corpses in the pit could no longer absorb the Yin Qi, then he stopped.

As for the other corpse pits, Zhang Chu performed the same operation.

Gradually, Zhang Chu's face became paler and paler, because the excessive use of corpse energy destroyed the balance of his body.

If he continues to use it, it won't be long before his body is completely corroded by the corpse qi and he turns into a consciousnessless zombie.

He silently gathered the corpse qi into his magic power seeds, moved his slightly stiff hands and feet, and finally regained some color.

“That’s the downside!”

Zhang Chu looked at the sun above his head with a gloomy face. For now, he really had no solution. He could only keep circulating his qi and blood to fight against the corpse qi.

The skills he obtained were actually not complete, and he could only cultivate them to the state of condensed law.

The original master, Shi Jian, had never thought of letting his disciple practice this kind of martial arts, and could only let him learn about it.

Unexpectedly, Shi Jian died, the way forward was blocked, and Zhang Chu had no other skills to practice, so he could only practice this one.

"Don't let me down!"

Looking at the corpse pit where Mei Niansheng was, Zhang Chu said to himself.

Only after he refined the Iron Armored Corpse could he be considered to have some strength and have the opportunity to obtain the complete martial arts technique.

(End of this chapter)