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Xiao Chen rested in the cave for a day. The next morning, he was about to get up when he saw his master, but he didn't expect that the other party came to him!

"master!"

Seeing his cheap master, Xiao Chen became nervous, afraid that the other party would see the clues and said respectfully.

There was an old man with gray hair and looks quite old. The old man had a somewhat vulgar face, not tall, his small eyes shining brightly, giving people a sense of intimidation. When he saw Xiao Chen, the old man let out a light ejaculation, then he looked overjoyed, and his hands suddenly grabbed Xiao Chen's shoulders and smiled: "Okay, okay! You finally see it open! Don't worry, as long as you practice this ancient art of resurrection and prosperity, you will not be able to gain a foothold among the three generations of disciples, and you can get rid of the current dilemma in the sect."

Seeing that the former did not see through his identity, Xiao Chen felt a little relaxed. After hearing what the former said, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. His master was an elder in the sect, and he was also the only personal disciple of the old man. If this old man said a word, a strong man would not be able to do so miserable. But the old man ignored his disciple's situation in the sect. The reason was that the strong man did not want to practice the old man's inheritance method and the ancient art of renunciation.

The requirements for practicing this method are extremely special. The practitioner needs to turn his soul into a corpse that has been dead for a long time, and then through practice, the body that has long been aging and dead has regained its vitality. It is a very powerful secret method.

However, no one with a normal IQ will leave his body behind and take over a corpse of a corpse...

It is precisely because of this that the relationship between the master and the apprentice is very irresistible. Now, Xiao Chen accidentally became a corpse, which just meets the requirements of practicing the Ancient Art of Resistance and Fortune.

"I was my disciple who was ignorant before. I had some insight a few days ago and finally understood the master's painstaking efforts!"

Xiao Chen beat the snake and put on the stick, and echoed.

"Just understand, it's not too late to start over now."

Long Jiu, also known as Xiao Chen's master, looked at him with relief and said.

Immediately, in the next few days, Xiao Chen began to practice the method of Long Jiu Chuan in the cave. In fact, there were many methods of cultivation in his mind, which were learned by his former son from the mountain gate in Kunlun. But now he is a dark corpse and can only walk on the path of corpse cultivation. Other paths of cultivation are no longer suitable for him.

"Huh? Isn't this Xiao Chen? I heard that you finally plan to practice the Ancient Art of Resistance and Prosperity, how did you figure it out?" A few days later, when Xiao Chen wanted to go to the sect's Dharma Hall to learn about the information about the current world and the entire Shenqi Continent, he was suddenly blocked by several four generations of disciples on the way.

A young man in the lead stared at him with a smile and looked at him all over his body.

The matter about Xiao Chen is no longer a secret. It has been spread throughout the entire Nether Corpse Sect. The conflict between him and Long Jiu in his early years is also a joke in the mountain gate. I have never seen a disciple of the sect so ungrateful and dare to disobey his master. Xiao Chen is the first to do so!

It's good to say that he has a personality. In secret, others say that Xiao Chen is an idiot...

This young man with a white face, wearing a square scarf and a long blue gown, has distinct facial features and a very handsome appearance. There are several dog legs behind him, and he looks very powerful. Xiao Chen also knew this man, named Song Zishu, who was the disciple of a powerful elder in the mountain gate. His father was the backbone of the three generations of disciples, and Song Zishu was quite talented. Although he was a disciple of the four generations, he was given the public expectations by the sect and was likely to become a representative figure of the Nether Corpse Sect in the future.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Why? I suddenly got to know that I actually came to the Zang Dharma Hall. Could it be that I wanted to find some secret methods?" The white-faced young man continued to laugh at Xiao Chen and said, "What kind of Zang Dharma Hall should I go to? As long as you ask me, I will naturally teach you some magic..."

Xiao Chen knew that in the past, Song Zishu liked to bully strong men the most.

"Get out of the way, a good dog won't block the way!"

Xiao Chen said lightly, and then he passed by without caring about Song Zishu's dark face.

Song Zishu does have his proud capital. He is the best among the four generations of disciples. He has reached the king level at a young age and is considered a genius! His father and master are also very powerful in the sect. Not only does Song Zishu walk sideways in the entire Nether Corpse Sect, it is almost the same...

However, Xiao Chen is no longer the one who is Xiao Chen, and he will not be as patient as a strong man. No matter how powerful Song Zishu is, he is just a splash of shit in his eyes, at most it is just an annoying look.

"Xiao Chen, you dare to treat me..."

Several people were shocked one after another. Unexpectedly, the timid Xiao Chen, who used to be, changed his temperament and dared to scold Song Zishu!

Song Zishu's face turned pale and his fists were clenched, hoping to beat Xiao Chen up, but the sect had an order that the disciples of his fellow disciples were not allowed to fight within the mountain gate.

He could only look at Xiao Chen with his coquettish eight-character steps and step into the Tibetan Dharma Hall.

"Senior brother, don't be angry! It will be the day when the sect will give sacrifices in a few days. When this kid enters the underworld, we will teach him a good lesson!"

A disciple who followed Song Zishu hurriedly persuaded him, for fear that Song Zishu would not be able to hold back his anger and cause trouble.

"snort!"

When Song Zishu heard this, he snorted coldly and left with his sleeves.

"You have to improve your strength quickly!" In the Tibetan Dharma Hall, Xiao Chen sighed while reading various classics.

By practicing the Ancient Art of Desolation and Flour, a little corpse was finally grown in his body in a few days, and he could barely enter the mortal level, but he could not gain a foothold here at all. If he had strong strength, no one in the sect dared to bully him now.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. For the past ten days, Xiao Chen had been traveling between the Zangfa Hall and the cave. Every day, he was learning as much as possible about the God-abandoned Continent he was in and the inheritance of the Nether Corpse Sect.

The Nether Corpse Sect is different from ordinary sects. Not only does it have to complete fixed master tasks every few months, but it also has to pay tribute to the masters. It is a unique spiritual flower, the Nether Tuo flower that grows in the Nether Abyss. This Nether Tuo flower is of great benefit to the corpse cultivation. At the same time, there is also a thing called Nether Crystal, which is also an indispensable absorbent object for corpse cultivation. These two things are only available in the Nether Abyss, and there is no trace to be found after leaving the Nether Abyss.

If the sect cannot complete the tasks assigned by the sect or the number of Mingtu flowers offered to the sect is insufficient, the disciples in the sect may be reduced by reducing the elixirs taken from their sect every month, and their authority will be reduced, such as being unable to enter the Tibetan Dharma Hall or other areas of the sect, etc. In serious cases, they may even be deprived of their status as formal disciples. Therefore, for each disciple of the Nether Corpse Sect, completing the sect tasks and collecting a large number of Mingtu flowers is always the most important.

Since Xiao Chen scolded Song Zishu last time, the two have met several times in the door. Song Zishu wanted to attack him several times, but in the end they held back.

Xiao Chen knew that tomorrow would be the day when all the children in the sect went to pick the Mingtuo flowers in front of Mingyuan. He knew that Song Zishu and others would definitely attack him, so he was very alert. This strong man had not handed in enough Mingtuo flowers several times. If he had not paid the tribute this time, he might have been deprived of his official disciple and became a registered disciple. Now, three or four generations of disciples humiliated him like this all day. If he became a registered disciple, it would be great, and he would probably tease him day and night.

Like Song Zishu, it is possible to kill him. Anyway, the sect will not blame the core disciple for the life and death of a registered disciple!
Chapter completed!