Zombie world, start with full level system of sorcery

Chapter 1 Going Down the Mountain
It was the third year of the Republic of China.

China is in turmoil, warlords separatist regimes, and in the troubled times, demons and ghosts take the opportunity to rise up and bring disaster to the world!
At this moment, Maoshan, known as "the first blessed place, the eighth cave", is being wrapped in silver, with all the snow falling, and the world is solemn.

On the top of Damao Peak, in the Nine Heavens Wanfu Palace, on the front altar are the holy images of the three Mao Zhenjuns.

On both sides of the hall, there are four Marshals of Ma, Wen, Zhao, and Yue, and the statues of the four meritorious Cao gods.

The cold wind blew coldly on Zhang Yichu's face.

He came to the zombie world eight years ago, was accepted by the Maoshan sect, and became the youngest disciple of Lin Fengjiao's generation. He was able to pass on Maoshan's real skills. A collection of thousands of pets in one.

Maoshan Qi training is not taught unless it is true. Not long after Zhang Yichu was taught the true art, the master passed away.

Although this is a pity, most of the senior brothers and sisters are successful in their careers, plus they dote on Zhang Yichu, the youngest junior, and they all take turns to teach on behalf of their masters.

All the senior brothers and sisters are extremely serious about this matter, putting aside their past conflicts, they don't hide any secrets, and teach them everything.

Eight years have passed, and the cycad trees have blossomed, but Zhang Yichu still doesn't know anything about refining qi.

Not only the art of refining qi, even the Ben Leiquan, Muchun Dafa, talisman, magic circle, and magic strike are all difficult to do, but they are quite successful in martial arts.

Since Zhang Yichu didn't have the chance to practice the method, all the brothers and sisters discussed, it is better to send him down the mountain, give him some money, and become a rich man who enjoys himself.

So yesterday Zhang Yichu was summoned by senior brother Shi Jian, told everyone's decision, gave him 1000 yuan and told him to go down the mountain to enjoy the blessings.

"At the beginning of Yi, this mountain is pure-minded and ascetic, and it is only suitable for those who practice Taoism. You have no chance of Taoism, and staying here for so many years is useless. Therefore, a few of our brothers and sisters discussed and pooled some money for you. After you go down the mountain, you can buy it. A piece of land, being a landlord and getting rich is also a must, and it’s not like I’m ruthless, for you, marrying a wife and having children, and extending the incense is the right way.”

Thinking of the teachings of the elder brother yesterday, Zhang Yichu shook off the burden on his shoulders, felt the weight of a thousand oceans, and went down the mountain with a flick of his sleeves.

"It is said that crossing is a good life. I got off to a good start, but why is this body so unbelievable? Let alone a peerless physique, at least give me a spiritual body or something. No matter how bad it is, let me practice. How did I get here? I'm stuck here."

"This zombie world is full of monsters. How can you let me, an ordinary mortal, survive? It's too dangerous."

Zhang Yichu sighed a long time, and kept walking, he had already reached the foot of the mountain.

"Little Martial Uncle! Little Martial Uncle! Here, here!"

At a corner of the archway at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yichu heard someone shouting, and looked up, the person who came was Shi Shaojian, the only son of the eldest brother Shi Jian.

"Why are you kid, but look at me being driven down the mountain, waiting here to laugh at me."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yichu laughed at himself.

This kid is about the same age as him, and he is often close to him on the mountain, but every time he thinks that at the same time, his nephew, his nephew, has cultivated to the level of enlightenment, but he has not made any progress, so he can't help but rub his teeth.

"What did the little uncle say, I dare not mock you if I have the guts. Didn't I hear that you are going down the mountain to become a landlord's old fortune, so I come to see you off."

Shi Shaojian smiled playfully for a while, then straightened his face, and whispered in Zhang Yichu's ear.

"Uncle, today's world is changing and there are many monsters. I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect yourself with your fist skills. I have collected a book of sorcery here. There is no requirement for cultivation aptitude. It is very easy to get to the advanced places, but it is very easy to get started."

As he spoke, he handed a thin black leather book to Zhang Yichu, only to see three large characters on the book—Ghost Control Art!

Seeing these three characters, Zhang Yichu couldn't help but change his expression.

Because such evil secret arts are absolutely prohibited in Maoshan, and Shi Shao insists that he can claim to be the No. Zhang Yichu naturally knew about it.

Sorcery is basically a slant of the sword. In the early stage, one either loses one's own essence, or draws other living souls and blood. If things go on like this, the foundation of cultivation is unstable. For the misfortune.

And decent monks often rely on their own inheritance sects and have the methods to directly lead to the Dao, so they abandon the so-called evil sect secret arts.

In order to maintain its own famous orthodox tradition, it is more active to suppress evil cultivators. As one of the leaders of the righteous way today, the Maoshan faction aims to:

Good and evil fight, lifelong confrontation!
"Shaojian, thank you very much!" Zhang Yichu bowed and clasped his hands. This salute was heavy enough for Shi Shaojian, after all, his seniority is there, but only in this way can he express his gratitude in his heart.

Shi Shaojian hastily raised his hand to stop it, in this age of seniority, he couldn't afford this gift, but he couldn't help feeling warm, and took out a brown vial from his bosom, and stuffed it into Zhang Yichu's bag.

"Uncle Master, you don't need to be polite. The so-called sending the Buddha to the west is an evil ghost I subdued in this bottle. If you have just mastered ghost control skills, you can barely refine it and use it for self-defense. As long as you don't actively provoke some The vicious soul of the big demon can protect itself."

A ghost!This is equivalent to the strength of Qi Entrainment Realm. For ordinary mortal martial artists, it is enough to cause crushing, and it can also deter or even kill ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Give the cheats first, and then take the evil ghosts. As Shi Shaojian, it may take some time to prepare. After all, the Maoshan School is not only famous for Taoism, but also for its strict sect rules.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for the restrictions of the sect rules and the remarks of other ordinary disciples, there is no need for me to go down the mountain to make a living. Wouldn't it be better to stay in Maoshan?I am a mortal!
"Master Uncle is a man, Shaojian understands in his heart, there is no good or evil in art, and I am not as rigid as the older generation."

"Well, I, Zhang Yichu, will not forget what Shaojian gave you today, and I will not rely on sorcery to persecute the people, making it difficult for you."

"The so-called rivers and lakes are far away, wealth and honor are self-seeking, you and my nephew will meet later!"

After finishing speaking, the two bowed each other, and Zhang Yichu went down the mountain from then on.

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(End of this chapter)