Start building the foundation: What is the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet?

Not far from Wuwang City is Zizhu Mountain. Luo Shan originally thought that Zizhu Mountain was full of purple bamboo forests, but when he arrived at the foot of Zizhu Mountain, he saw a huge mountain with no grass.

The rock of the mountain is reddish-purple in color. Next to the peak stands a stone pillar with the Chinese characters "Zizhu Mountain" engraved on it.

"Fellow Daoist Luo." In an open space not far from the stone pillar, the black-clothed female cultivator noticed Luo San's arrival and transmitted the message.

Luo Shan thought that the other party was going to undergo tribulation on the top of Zizhu Mountain. He also thought that the higher he stood, the harder the lightning would strike. Are all the cultivators who were going to undergo tribulation in the cultivation world so fierce?

"Is your senior brother ready?" Luo Shan flew in front of the black-clothed female cultivator. When he got closer, he found that there was a circle of strange runes drawn on the ground around them.

The female cultivator in black sat in the middle, cross-legged, with a wooden sign in front of her.

"We have to wait until the early morning when the yin energy is at its worst." The female cultivator in black said calmly.

"In that case, I won't mind waiting for a while."

Luo San looked around and saw a crooked tree not far away. He walked over and jumped directly onto the tree. He found a quite comfortable position, took out the folding umbrella from the storage bag, opened it, and covered his head.

He squinted his eyes half asleep and half awake, and let his mind wander to take in the scene not far away.

The black-clothed female cultivator who was sitting cross-legged in the formation trembled slightly, and wisps of black smoke emerged from the wooden sign in front of her, entering the black-clothed female cultivator's consciousness bit by bit.

The black-clothed female cultivator was completely unaware of what was happening, but this scene was seen by Luo Shan's spiritual sense, who was on the lookout.

In order to avoid being noticed by the ghost cultivator, Luo Shan did not pay too much attention to it. He just glanced away and then moved his spiritual sense away.

Luo Shan's eyelids moved under the umbrella. He stroked the tip of his thumb across the tip of his middle finger and gently stroked the white jade coffin. Bright red blood seeped out and was quickly absorbed by the white jade coffin.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was early morning when the dew was heavier. Luo Shan sensed the surge of Yin energy around him, so he sat up and looked at the black-clothed female cultivator who was sitting in a strange formation not far away.

I saw a ghost cultivator emitting evil energy floating on the wooden sign opposite the black-clothed female cultivator.

This was the first time that Luo Shan had seen a ghost cultivator. He was not as ferocious as in the legend. Instead, he was not much different from the evil cultivators he had seen before.

The evil cultivator is surrounded by a thick aura of blood, evil and resentment, while the ghost cultivator is surrounded by a sinister aura.

"My fellow Daoist Luo, if you can successfully survive the thunder tribulation tonight, I, Ding Xuezhen, will always remember your kindness." The ghost cultivator stood up, blocked the black-clothed female cultivator behind him, and said to Luo San.

"It's just a transaction, there's no need to do this, fellow Daoist." Luo San said.

After saying this, he took off the white jade coffin from his waist and chanted a spell to summon the corpse puppet: "Daoyou, this Yin-Yang water..."

The ghost cultivator stared at Luo Shan for a long while, then smiled and generously took out the Yin-Yang Water.

Luo Shan took the things and stepped back, leaving the corpse puppet where it was. After thinking for a while, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What is your junior sister doing...?"

"Junior sister, you are protecting me in the formation." Gui Xiu's heart skipped a beat and he hastily explained, but the fleeting dark color in his eyes was accurately captured by Luo San.

"In that case, I will not disturb you from your tribulation." Luo Shan nodded, holding the umbrella in his hand, looking up at the starry sky where you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

When the ghost cultivator saw Luo Shan walk out of the formation, he calmed down a little and floated to the front of the corpse puppet. A flash of red light appeared between his eyebrows and instantly disappeared into the body of the corpse puppet.

The ghost cultivator who had a body was still a little uncomfortable. After moving his body stiffly, he controlled himself and walked towards the formation.

Sitting in front of the black-clothed female cultivator once again, the ghost cultivator looked at the black-clothed female cultivator in front of him, who was struggling, in pain, panic and disbelief, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Junior sister, don't worry, I will fix your soul in my body, just like the barbarian cultivators in Southern Xinjiang, and refine you into my corpse puppet."

"Don't look at me like that. I have done nothing wrong to you. My master died because of you, and I became a ghost cultivator because of you. I watched you cultivate to the foundation building stage while I was stuck at the peak of Qi Refining for several years. Do you know how much I hate you?"

"You owe me this, Junior Sister. After today, I will no longer be bound by the laws of nature."

Seeing the fear in the eyes of the black-clothed female cultivator, the ghost cultivator was obviously very happy:

"As long as I can survive the thunderstorm tonight, I will be able to appear before the public in the future. You should be happy for me."

As the ghost cultivator spoke, he began to absorb the Yin energy around him. His cultivation level was also rising little by little, and he would soon break through the peak of Qi Refining. But at this moment, lightning and thunder sounded in the sky, illuminating the entire Zizhu Mountain.

Luo Shan was originally standing under a tree watching the ghost cultivator transcending the tribulation. He looked up and saw thunder and lightning in the sky. He immediately walked to an open place, holding up his folding umbrella, and watched the scene curiously.

Rumbling--

Thunder roared, and a lightning bolt as thick as an arm struck straight down, instantly turning the robes worn by the corpse puppet into ashes.

Looking at the corpse puppet with a black upper body, Luo Shan blinked and calculated the price of the robe in his mind.

"what!"

Although the ghost cultivator lived in the body of a corpse puppet, his soul was still damaged. However, this was much better than directly enduring the thunder tribulation.

The ghost cultivator skillfully took out the elixir for repairing the soul from the female cultivator's storage bag, swallowed it, and once again absorbed the surrounding yin energy.

The thunder roared again, and the lightning catastrophe fell again, this time directly splitting the corpse puppet's body into pieces.

Luo Shan was horrified and thought to himself that he had suffered a great loss this time. If this ghost cultivator could survive and he could not afford to pay enough spirit stones, he would capture this ghost cultivator and throw him into the white jade coffin to refine him and repair the body of the corpse puppet!

The ghost cultivator did not expect the thunder tribulation to be so fierce. The second strike caused the ghost energy around his body to become unstable. Fortunately, the origin of his soul remained firmly in the soul space of the corpse puppet.

Before he could rejoice, another bolt of lightning struck down. Although the corpse puppet was still standing in the same place, its body was turned into charcoal.

After three thunder tribulations fell, the ghost cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, then rushed out of the corpse puppet and directly drilled into the body of the female cultivator in black.

"Fellow Daoist, our deal has been completed. Now I want to make another deal with you."

"The Yin-Yang Water in your hand is useful to me. I am willing to spend some spirit stones to buy it. What do you think, Daoist friend?"

This corpse puppet has suffered three thunder tribulations and is unable to fight. Now is the best time for him to take action.

If he could kill this female cultivator from Southern Xinjiang and obtain the Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppet Secret Technique, he would be able to abandon ghost cultivation and follow the path of corpse cultivation in the future.

Luo Shan stared at the ghost cultivator possessed by the black-clothed female cultivator, and then said:

"I don't think this is good. When I do business, what I hate most is to suffer losses."

"I spent a lot of spirit stones to buy the robes on my corpse puppet. Now they are destroyed. You should compensate me with 5,000 spirit stones."

"Also, my corpse puppet is specially made, using a lot of natural treasures. Now I am blocking three thunder tribulations for you, so this little bit of Yin and Yang water is obviously not enough."