Life Planting Technique

Zheng Que's expression changed drastically. He turned his head stiffly and immediately saw a blood-red figure standing bolt upright at the foot of his bed.

The figure was humanoid but lacked any skin. Its writhing flesh, blood vessels, and bones were all exposed, exuding a thick, bloody stench.

This was clearly a living corpse without skin!

This...

How did it find him?

Zheng Que's entire body went rigid in an instant. However, at that very moment, the living corpse standing inches away suddenly mimicked his movements and stepped off the bed.

"Disciple! You have finally come out!"

"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!!!"

"Disciple, I, your master, shall eat you now!"

That familiar voice suddenly rang out once more.

The next moment...

Snap!

The head of the living corpse that had just stepped off the bed was instantly bitten in half by something!

Gray-white brain matter, along with murky blood, immediately flowed down the remaining skull, dripping onto the floor. The living corpse felt no pain and continued to walk outward.

Crunch... crunch... crunch...

Accompanied by the sound of crisp chewing, various bite marks rapidly appeared all over the living corpse's body.

The living corpse showed no reaction, walking faster and faster. By the time it reached the doorway, a small half of it had already disappeared. With multiple bones broken and its balance lost, it collapsed to the ground, struggling with its remaining limbs to try and get out the door.

Creak!

Finally, the living corpse opened the door and crawled out, stumbling.

On the stone path outside, the dull sound of flesh dragging against the ground echoed, rustling as it moved away. The footsteps that had previously been circling the bed also grew more and more distant.

The lingering, chilling sensation in the room seemed to be swept away in an instant.

Watching this scene, Zheng Que couldn't help but be stunned, but he quickly realized that the living corpse from just moments ago had saved his life!

That living corpse might have been sent by his true master!

Thinking of this, he dared not waste any time and immediately rolled out of bed.

The floor was a mess, littered with furniture and utensils that had been shaken down and shattered, but Zheng Que didn't care to tidy up at all. He simply adjusted his outer robe and hurried out the door.

Outside the door, under the gradually brightening daylight, the neighborhood was silent. There was almost no sign of cooking smoke from near or far; only from behind layers of courtyard walls, a few listless rooster crows and dog barks drifted from unknown directions.

In the open space not far away, the group of children seen yesterday evening were still gathered, chatting excitedly about something.

Zheng Que carefully skirted around the children, then immediately quickened his pace, heading toward the dilapidated temple.

A moment later, he arrived back in front of the temple. At this time of day, the shadow of the dead tree inside the walls did not fall across the threshold of the courtyard gate.

Zheng Que observed carefully, confirming there was nothing unusual about the gate or its surroundings, before stepping inside. He crossed the desolate courtyard and entered the temple.

It was no different from when he had left yesterday. The gray-robed old man sat cross-legged on a prayer mat in front of the shrine, his eyes slightly closed, his expression indifferent.

The pitch-black coffin lay horizontally in the corner, radiating a cold, chilling aura.

Zheng Que stepped forward quickly and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Zheng Que pays respects to Master!"

Hearing this, Daoist Qu slowly opened his eyes, swept a glance at him, and spoke indifferently: "For mortals entering the Dao, there is always a fated tribulation."

"The Call-Sound Ghost from last night was your fated tribulation."

"It is also your tribulation of entering the Dao."

"Just now, I used a Corpse Puppet to help you lure that Call-Sound Ghost away."

"However, that was only temporary."

"Each person's fated tribulation can only be crossed by themselves."

Having said this, he raised his hand and pointed lightly at Zheng Que.

The next moment, a condensed beam of purple light flashed and instantly sank into the center of Zheng Que's forehead.

Zheng Que felt a buzz in his head as a wave of intense pain struck him. At the same time, a large amount of unfamiliar text appeared out of thin air within his mind!

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavens evolve forty-nine."

"From now on, I can only stay here for forty-nine hours. During this time, how much you can learn depends on your own talent."

"This is the Life Planting Technique, a fast-track cultivation method."

"You can begin practicing this technique now."

"If you want to survive, you must enter the Dao before dark tonight."

"The Call-Sound Ghost will come looking for you again tonight."

"Although we are master and disciple, the karma between us is only enough for me to help you once. There will not be a second time!"

Daoist Qu's indifferent voice echoed in Zheng Que's ears.

Listening, Zheng Que soon calmed down.

The living corpse that had suddenly appeared just now was indeed sent by his master to save him!

According to his master, the thing that wanted his life was called a Call-Sound Ghost, and it would come looking for him again tonight.

Only by entering the path of cultivation before the sun set would he have any chance of survival...

Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately bowed to Daoist Qu again and said solemnly, "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this technique!"

Daoist Qu nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zheng Que immediately began to study the technique that had appeared in his mind.

The first step of the Life Planting Technique was to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thereby drawing qi into the body to open the sea of qi. Storing a wisp of original spiritual breath in the sea of qi would make one a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.

According to the introduction in the technique, the realms of cultivators in this world were divided from low to high into the Qi Refining Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, Golden Core Realm, and Nascent Soul Realm...

Among them, the Qi Refining Realm was further divided into nine small levels, from the first to the ninth layer.

The realms after the Foundation Establishment Realm were divided into three small stages: early, middle, and late.

This Life Planting Technique could allow a mortal to enter the path of cultivation and practice all the way from the Qi Refining Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

As Zheng Que examined the technique, he asked a few questions related to cultivation, which Daoist Qu answered patiently one by one.

Soon, Zheng Que basically understood how to cultivate. He retreated to an empty space nearby, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, recited the incantations of the technique in his heart, and began to concentrate on sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as described in the technique...

Gradually, he felt the temperature around him dropping rapidly. The shrine, the temple, the small courtyard... even his master seemed to fade away. He felt as if he were placed in a void, with gray, hazy energy above, below, and all around him. These energies were clear and agile, seeming to hold a great attraction for him.

However, mixed into the gray, hazy energy were wisps of chill. They were streams of cold, icy air, drifting uncertainly like plankton in water, filling the world.

According to his master's explanation just now, these cold air currents were a form of spiritual energy.

But in this world, reincarnation did not exist, and the souls of the dead lingered in the mortal realm. The world was heavy with yin energy, so the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was mixed with dense yin energy.

Spiritual energy could improve one's cultivation and strength, while yin energy would affect one's mind and lifespan.

Because something had gone wrong with the world, spiritual energy and yin energy had merged into one. Therefore, cultivators in this world could only absorb both spiritual energy and yin energy together.

As a result, the higher a cultivator's cultivation, the more yin energy they accumulated in their bodies, and they often became more mentally unstable...

While pondering, Zheng Que immediately used the incantation to intercept a thread-like air current from the spiritual energy he sensed and guided it into his body...

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