Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1289 Old Man
The Corpse Ancestor is the ancestor of all corpses in the world. All corpses in the world cannot escape the control of the Corpse Ancestor. However, Cui Yu's magic power is limited now, and he cannot exert the power of the Corpse Ancestor's mark. He can only choose to use secret techniques to assist. If Cui Yu gathers the magic power of the calamity level, why would he need to go through so much trouble? Directly activate the Corpse Ancestor's mark, and all corpses will follow and become its puppet clones.

The art of origami is very mysterious, and is one of the most mysterious arts in the burial sutra. This art requires the mobilization of the essence of the corpse ancestor and the blessing of the corpse ancestor's mark. The most important thing is that this art has no levels and can be applied to corpses of any level.

It makes no difference whether you are a great immortal or a saint.

Cui Yu held a brush in his hand, and the deep red cinnabar left mysterious friction runes on the yellow paper. The runes were as red as blood and even thicker than the blood mist in the back mountain.

Strangely enough, as Cui Yu put pen to paper, the blood-red symbol suddenly disappeared, leaving only the empty yellow paper quietly placed on the desk.

Cui Yu was not surprised by the disappearance of the rune, because he knew that the Great Way of Corpse was at the level of "Tao" and possessed mysterious power, so how could it be casually revealed between heaven and earth? The rune of the Great Way of Corpse did not disappear, but was hidden in the yellow paper and was not noticed by the world.

Cui Yu bought a lot of yellow paper. He painted all night before he finished painting on all the yellow paper. Then he carefully rolled up the yellow paper: "It's a pity that I don't have the magical power of the world in my sleeve. If I could comprehend the magical power of the world in my sleeve, I could save myself a lot of trouble."

The World in the Sleeve is a great magical power of the Tiangang level. If you want to display it in the Perfect World, it will take time to analyze it.

"Today is the day for classes at the Corpse Breeding Academy. It would be bad if I don't go." Cui Yu stood up, carefully folded the yellow paper, and then stuffed it into the big box under his bed.

As for whether it will be lost?
Cui Yu felt that he was thinking too much. It was just a pile of yellow paper. Who would steal it? No one could see the corpse road on the yellow paper. Who would steal the yellow paper?

The most important thing is that once someone really steals the yellow paper, he will be invaded by the power of the corpse. If he becomes a zombie, it can't be his fault.

Cui Yu put his hands in his sleeves and walked slowly in the Taoist temple. The disciples passing by looked at Cui Yu with strange expressions in their eyes, but did not say much, avoiding him as if he were a plague god.

The Corpse-Driving Academy is not located in the Taoist temple complex. It is built in the deep mountains and old forests on the east side of the academy. In the deep mountains and old forests there is a cemetery full of desolate graves. There are graves left by the ancestors of Xieyue Temple from generation to generation, as well as corpses collected by the mountain gate from the outside world. All are buried in this mass grave.

Cui Yu looked at the mass grave with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Interesting!"

In his eyes, tens of thousands of desolate graves in the mass graves were somehow connected together, forming a huge feng shui formation, suppressing a certain area, forcibly reversing the trend of heaven and earth, and turning this place into a top-notch place for raising corpses.

"It seems that there is an expert in Feng Shui in Xieyue Temple who can actually set up such a powerful Feng Shui formation." Cui Yu quietly observed the Feng Shui formation, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

This formation is not simple, even every grave here is not simple. Cui Yu can feel powerful auras gathering in the tombs. Obviously, there are powerful corpses suppressed here.

"Have you figured out the trick?" Just as Cui Yu was standing outside the funeral cemetery admiring the Feng Shui formation, a hoarse and gloomy voice came to his ears.

Upon hearing this, Cui Yu turned his head and saw an old man who looked haggard, like a thousand-year-old immortal zombie, emitting an extremely unpleasant stench, and was looking at him quietly.

The old man was wearing tattered clothes with mysterious runes and patterns on them. It was impossible to tell which dynasty the clothes were from.

"This mass grave was designed by the first generation ancestor of our Xieyue Temple. It is not only a place to raise corpses, but also a place to suppress corpses. If the masters of our Xieyue Temple kill powerful opponents in the outside world, in order to prevent the opponent's physical body from being resurrected, the ancestors and elders of all generations will bring him back and suppress him here to prevent him from having mysterious means to resurrect. As long as they are refined into zombies, no matter how powerful their means are, they will never be resurrected. But even so, there are still hundreds of corpses who have regained their memories of their past lives in the form of zombies and called back their souls that had dissipated between heaven and earth." The old man's voice was full of emotion.

Cui Yu's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "How cruel!"

The ancestors of all generations have used such cruel methods! What are zombies? They are monsters that do not exist in the Three Realms, the Six Paths, or the cycle of reincarnation. Once the body is refined into a zombie, its soul will never be resurrected and can never be reincarnated again. Since it cannot be reincarnated, of course it will not come to seek revenge.

"It is precisely because of the superb methods of the ancestors that all the enemies of my Xieyue Temple are here, and they will never jump out to retaliate and overthrow the rule of my Xieyue Temple. Unfortunately, there are always some geniuses in this world who defy the heavens. Even if their bodies are refined into zombies, they will be different from ordinary zombies." The old man sighed softly, his voice full of emotion: "If we were not so cautious, I am afraid that my Xieyue Temple would have been buried in the long river of history. Rather than being buried by the enemies in the long river of history, it is better to bury the enemies underground."

At this point, the old man turned his eyes to Cui Yu and said, "The first rule for all Xieyue Temple disciples after they go down the mountain is: if you kill a cultivator, you must bring the body back and bury it here. It looks like there are only tens of thousands of desolate graves here, but in fact, countless of them have turned into dust and become the nutrients for this formation."

Cui Yu's pupils shrank. He never expected that Xieyue Temple's methods could be so cruel. It was truly horrifying.

The old Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu with a pair of green eyes, which seemed to be flashing with a green and sinister light: "New here?"

"I'm new here, and I haven't asked for the elder's name yet?" Cui Yu looked at the old man in front of him.

The old man glared at Cui Yu and shook his head, saying, "Nameless."

"Wuming?" Cui Yu was stunned.

“Boy, since you have come to Xieyue Temple, I, the ancestor, will teach you the first lesson. That is, you must hide your name and don't let anyone else know it. There are too many evil people in this world. They can trace the cause and effect of a person with just a name and curse and plot against him from a distance. So it is best to be nameless.” The old man shook his head, and the bones on his skinny neck kept creaking. Cui Yu was worried that the old man’s head would fall off.

Cui Yu was speechless after hearing this. This old guy was really too cautious. He was so cautious that he even refused to tell his name.

"Your name is Cui Yu, right?" The old man looked Cui Yu up and down.

"Ancestor, do you know me?" Cui Yu asked.

"Someone told me to bury you in this corpse-driving academy and dig a grave for you here." The old man looked at Cui Yu with a smile, but the words that came out of his mouth made Cui Yu's heart tremble, and a chill rushed directly from the heels to the brain.

"Aren't you afraid?" The old man looked at Cui Yu's calm face and asked in surprise.

"Don't be afraid." Cui Yu shook his head, his face full of relief.

“Why aren’t you afraid?” The old man looked at Cui Yu with curiosity. He now had some interest in Cui Yu.

"Old Ancestor is so cautious, how could he easily create a cause and effect with me?" Cui Yu looked at the old man in front of him.

To be honest, he is really not afraid. He now has 300 years of magic power, as well as the ability to refine swords into threads, the power of destruction, and the two sounds of "Hum" and "Ha". As long as he seizes the opportunity, even a Daluo Jinxian will be killed by him.

The old man smiled upon hearing this, and looked at Cui Yu with eyes full of admiration: "Not bad, not bad. You have only met me once, but you can see through me so thoroughly. I really admire you. But...all the people who have seen through me in this world are buried in that grave. How can I tolerate the existence of someone who can see through me at any time?"

The old man's voice was full of gentleness, but those gentle words were filled with murderous intent.

Cui Yu smiled but said nothing when he heard this. He just looked at the old man quietly with his eyes. His smile was full of calmness and composure.

The old man looked Cui Yu up and down, and after a moment he said, "Are you really not afraid at all?"

Cui Yu shook his head, and the old man shook his head: "What a freak! No wonder those guys threw you here."

"Come with me." The old man said and led the way. Cui Yu followed the old man quietly, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly saw something falling from the old man in front of him. The object was thin, white and long, and looked very scary.

"Corpse worm!" Cui Yu stared at the animal, his pupils shrinking involuntarily, and a hint of caution appeared in his eyes.

How can there be corpse worms on the human body?
Cui Yu's heart moved, and he activated the corpse ancestor's mark. Then his pupils shrank involuntarily, and he stared at the old man in front of him with horror: "This is an old zombie! And it's an old zombie who is going to be reborn from death, from death to rebirth in flesh and blood!"

What kind of cultivation is this, zombies are reborn in flesh and blood? I'm afraid it has already touched the holy way, right?
There is actually such an old guy in Xieyue Temple?
"How is this possible!" Cui Yu was filled with horror. "The corpse has been reborn. How many years has this old guy been buried?"

Suddenly, a thought came to Cui Yu's mind: "No! 'Corpse Ancestor', if this person is the plot of the Corpse Ancestor in the past, it is not impossible! In other words, this person was buried since the beginning of the world. If he survived until now, it is not impossible that he has such a terrifying cultivation base."

Countless thoughts flashed through Cui Yu's mind, and his brain was filled with horror. He felt that the old man in front of him was full of mystery, as if it was a big trap dug by some big shot.

Just as Cui Yu was thinking about this, the old man in front of him suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing green. He looked at Cui Yu in doubt, his eyes full of suspicion, thinking to himself, "How strange! Why do I feel like someone has seen through me?"

"What are you thinking about?" The old man looked at Cui Yu with curiosity in his eyes and asked tentatively without saying anything.

Cui Yu shook his head upon hearing this, and covered up the past without a trace: "I was just thinking about how to learn in the Corpse Driving Academy, and how to deal with that damn villain Cheng Yanghou."

The old man looked at Cui Yu from head to toe. He didn't believe a word Cui Yu said. He muttered, "I feel like something is not right. It seems like someone has seen through me."

"Let's go, don't think too much, you will know later." The old man led the way in front, urging Cui Yu to catch up quickly.

At this time, Cui Yu thought of another question in his mind. If he obtained the mark of the Corpse Ancestor in the mysterious world and became the Supreme Corpse Ancestor, then how should the Corpse Ancestors in this world deal with themselves?

It should be understood that there is only one heaven and earth, and there cannot be two corpse ancestors in one world.

"Could it be that because the Corpse Ancestor left this world, the position of the Corpse Ancestor in this world became vacant, and I naturally took over the position of the Corpse Ancestor?" Cui Yu was, after all, a half-step Hunyuan being, and a speculation suddenly arose in his mind.

"So the Corpse Ancestor ran off to the Great Thousand World to roam, and then I took away the Corpse Ancestor's layout? And blocked the Corpse Ancestor from the Perfect World?" Cui Yu was somewhat confused at this time, and his heart began to beat wildly.

The fruits of the Tao in this world are like a fertilized egg and sperm. Once the sperm implants, no more sperm will come in.

"So it was me who blocked Corpse Ancestor from the Perfect World? Was it me who took away all of Corpse Ancestor's plans and Dao fruits?" Cui Yu's heart couldn't help but start beating wildly. If this was really the case, then the cause and effect between him and Corpse Ancestor would be huge!
At this moment, Cui Yu's heart was filled with a thousand horses running through it, and he just wanted to shout to the sky: "This feeling is so fucking great!"

"Why is your heart beating so fast suddenly?" At this moment, the old man in front turned his head and looked at Cui Yu, his eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

Cui Yu quickly covered up the past after hearing this: "The environment here is too gloomy and scary. I was scared."

Hearing this, the old man glanced at Cui Yu and turned away, cursing in his heart: "Where did this little fox come from? He doesn't tell a word of truth. He is just as unreliable as those old guys who have lived for billions of years. Wait... Old guys who have lived for billions of years? Could this kid have lived for billions of years too?"

The old man suddenly stopped and turned to look at Cui Yu, with a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

"What are you looking at, ancestor?" Cui Yu met the old man's gaze, his eyes full of surprise. Ever since he knew that the old man in front of him was an old zombie, Cui Yu's fear was reduced by three points, and he immediately felt more confident.

He is the ancestor of corpses! The ancestor of all corpses. Even if the opponent really stepped into the Hunyuan realm, he would naturally suppress him. With his own magical powers, he might not be able to beat the opponent, but he could still escape.

(End of this chapter)