I Am a Corpse Collector In the World of Cultivating Immortals

  In the evening, Mr. Mo came back again.

   "I went to see Zhang Qiang for the last time, and he said that Song Yucheng and the three were ordered..." he said.

   Zhang Qiang thought of this shortcut after he had taught himself the complete method of qi-watching. He used the name of the coffin shop to do private work outside.

   After several times, Song Yucheng and Xu Wenjing discovered him. The three found him and used this as a threat to frame Chen Shen together.

   "Fortunately, you were cautious, and you were not fooled." Mo Lao said that Chen Shen was terrified.

   "Mr. Mo, you said that these three people are just going through the motions. Presumably the number of apprenticeships for Luck Masters should be secured. Why are you targeting me?"

  Chen Shen was puzzled.

   "The family background of these three people has something to do with a luck master, but if there are too many talented people in the recruitment ceremony, it is not good for them.

   To put it bluntly, these people are the dandy children of the family. They have not made any achievements in their cultivation, so they come up with the idea of ​​a luck master. There is too much oil and water in it, and it can also bring a lot of benefits to the family.

Although Ziyuan is firmly controlled by these luck masters, it is only the property of King An. On the day of the big pawn, people from Prince An\'s residence will definitely come. If you behave well, you don\'t need the luck masters to nod, and Prince An\'s residence can directly enter Ziyuan with a word. garden. "

  Mo Lao talked eloquently, but this made Chen Shen feel difficult.

  After the incident where the three wanted to be unfavorable to him, he didn\'t want to be too amazing.

  But if it is not amazing enough, it is not sure to enter the Purple Garden.

   "It\'s still a long time. After I have fully penetrated the Qi Wang technique, I can engrave the white oriole formation with one hand." Chen Shen said in his heart.

  On the third day after Zhang Qiang’s incident happened, the three of Xu Wenjing returned to the coffin shop, sitting in the old man’s chair and chatting as usual, not like the coffin shop buddy, who is more boss than the boss.

   I almost didn\'t eat melon seeds.

  The content of the chat made Chen Shen feel that it was not nutritious, and it was nothing more than gossip and gossip about the young master of the family in the city.

  In other words, in the future, at least it will be Ziyuan Luck Master, and the inside story will be given to Chen Shen for popular science.

  For example, how many people are buried in a day, what kind of cultivation level they are, whether the spiritual root talent is strong, and whether the kung fu is excellent or not.

  The three of them were chatting when suddenly Xu Wenjing got up and came to talk to Chen Shen.

   "Chen Shen, you often sew corpses, don\'t you feel sick?"

   "Nause?" Chen Shen turned around, wiped his blood-stained hand, and put his index finger into his nostril.

  The whole body was still bloodstained, and the hand that touched the corpse was in close contact with the lips.

   Seeing Xu Wenjing\'s eyes widen, her cheeks suddenly bulged.

   "No woman likes you like this." She struggled to hold back the urge to vomit, and trembled.

  Xu Wenjing took out a handkerchief from her arms, handed it over, and said:

   "Wipe it."

  Seeing this scene, Chen Shen instantly understood, it\'s a beauty trick.

   This is a murder, trying to seduce him with a beauty trick.

  Xu Wenjing is indeed beautiful, much prettier than Wang Lan.

  However, he has a lovely wife.

   "Thank you, just in time."

  Chen Shen didn\'t refuse, and took the girl\'s fragrant handkerchief. The latter\'s face was obviously red, but then, she took a few steps back, and there was faint anger in her eyes.

   Chen Shen folded the handkerchief, and then gently wiped the mottled blood on the corpse.

   "Chen Shen, you..." Xu Wenjing couldn\'t believe it, and pointed at the other party with trembling fingers.

   "Miss Xu, didn\'t you ask me to wipe it? Could it be that I didn\'t do it well enough and carefully enough?"

  Chen Shen wiped the blood-stained area of ​​the corpse again.

   "..." Xu Wenjing.

   "Hmph!" She snorted coldly and left the coffin shop.

   "Where is Xu Wenjing going?" Seeing their friend running out of the door angrily, the two companions quickly chased after her.

   "Small sample." Chen Shen showed disdain.

   "Then Xu Wenjing is fighting with the other two? She looks so angry."

  At this time, Wang Lan, who looked like a Taoist robe, walked in, holding a fortune-telling banner in her hand, which read: Le Tian knows fate, so there is no worry.

   This coffin shop is also prepared by strange people.

  After learning the Qi Wang technique, he boldly took on private work and met Zhang Qiang, the King of Hades.

  A serious and serious apprentice on the surface, but actually only wants to go to the Purple Garden of the Royal Mausoleum to collect the corpse of the mighty Chen Shen.

   Let’s go through the motions, the young master and miss who have nothing to do, the trio having tea in the afternoon.

  And the man in front of me, Wang Lan, the Master of Destiny who did not dare to violate the rules, so he used the qi technique to show palmistry and fortune-telling to others.

   Not to mention, she is still well-known in the nearby streets. Although she doesn\'t earn many spirit stones, she is content.

  In the evening, Mr. Mo brought a few jugs of wine and drank with Chen Shen and Wang Lan in the backyard.

   "Zhang Qiang has been with me for ten years, and now he is dead, you need to be cautious in your words and deeds, and don\'t do things that violate the rules of the qi master." Mo Lao asked.

   "You all stay away from those three people, you are not on the same road, so you don\'t have to get close."

  Chen Shen nodded, but after that, Xu Wenjing often talked to him.

  Spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

  Everything is calm, Chen Shen is ordinary and guards the coffin shop, he has learned the Qi-watching technique to the end, the basic Qi luck formation, and the white oriole formation can be inscribed with one hand.

  But he didn\'t show it, on the surface he was just an inconspicuous coffin shop assistant.

  After two years, the tea-drinking trio came to the store occasionally, and they probably had to make some preparations for the recruitment ceremony, but Xu Wenjing still came to him from time to time.

  It seems that she is not willing to admit defeat to her beauty trick, and wants him to fall in love with her.

  Wang Lan, the Master of Destiny, is famous in three streets and five alleys. His business is booming, and he doesn\'t see anyone all day long.

  …

  This day, Xu Wenjing approached him again.

   And sticking very close, intentionally or unintentionally touching the body.

   "The seduction technique is too obvious." Chen Shen complained inwardly, unable to bear the disturbance.

  No business came to the door today, Chen Shen changed and washed very clean.

   It just so happened that only this one of the trio came, and the Master of Destiny came to the door for a fortune-telling.

   Really lonely.

   "Huh? What are you eating?"

  Suddenly, Xu Wenjing found that the other party\'s cheeks were swollen and he was chewing, and said in doubt.

  Chen Shen opened his **** mouth wide, and it was full of worms with green slurry.

  The trick he used to deal with Mu Xiaojin back then was used by him again.

   But this time it\'s not a real bug, it\'s a mana illusion.

  Of course Xu Wenjing didn\'t notice it, and vomited directly.

   "Actually, I am..." She took out a book and put it on the table, and couldn\'t take it any longer and ran away.

   "A detailed explanation of the qi technique?" Chen Shen looked at the large characters on the cover, a little surprised.

  In order to let him show his flaws, all this was used?

   "I won\'t leave the coffin shop even if I\'m killed." Chen Shen opened it and looked at it, then directly closed it.

  The book is a good book, but it is a pity that he has already understood it, so it does not help him much.

   In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

  On this day, there were bursts of deep bells in Ziyuan District.

   "Sitting down, the most outstanding Zihe-level luck master of the contemporary era failed to cross the catastrophe, and died at the age of five hundred years.

  At that year, he personally acted, engraving the great luck formation for General Yingtian, and now the descendants of the general have produced a genius, but this master of luck has passed away. "

   "It\'s not easy to become a fairy, but the five hundred years of the Golden Elixir are fleeting in the end."

   "So what if the Yuanying is thousands of years old, I can no longer see hope, and I still can\'t become a ancestor."

  Countless people feel sorry for this luck master who is famous in Prince An\'s Mansion.

  The talent for cultivating Taoism is not as good, and he fell on the path of Yuanying.

  Not everyone can break the Nascent Soul and become a God.

  Some people envy the supreme status of the luck masters, but many luck masters fall in love with the ancestors of the small family, who broke the Nascent Soul and increased their lifespan by five hundred years.

   It can only be said that one cannot have both fish and bear\'s paws, one can hope to practice Taoism, but there is no other way, and vice versa.

   Not long after the death knell rang, another bell rang.

   "A few more masters of luck have passed away, and they have not yet become Nascent Souls. Five hundred years have passed, and the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry."

   "Although the status is lofty and the spiritual stones are inexhaustible, they cannot sit with me and watch the future of the world."

  …

  The death knell sounded from time to time, and it lasted for two full months.

   "The Luck Master who is nearing his lifespan is almost dead, and the time to recruit apprentices has come." Chen Shen whispered, and signed up as a coffin shop watcher.

  There are not so many people. Although the benefits are great, they have been studying luck all their lives, but they can\'t break through the situation with the help of luck.

  For many people who value the longevity of cultivation base more, this is a kind of sadness.

  However, compared to the number of places recruited, it still overflows by as much as ten times.

   "I don\'t know how many people have background connections, can I stand out from the crowd?" Chen Shen stood in the crowd, looked at it, and thought.

   "Chen Shen!" Someone called him, turned around, and saw Xu Wenjing waving to him happily.

  This **** charm...!

   No, it\'s a beauty trick, don\'t fall for it.

  Chen Shen nodded slightly, then turned his head quickly.

  Just nodding acquaintances, nothing more.

   After registering, ignoring Xu Wenjing\'s request to tell him to wait, he went back to the coffin shop and worked steadily.

   "You didn\'t go?" Chen Shen found out that Wang Lan, the Master of Destiny, did not sign up.

   "I am satisfied with my current life." It seems that after Zhang Qiang\'s incident, she has already seen it.

  Being a serious fortune-teller is also good, and the business in the store is not busy.

   This kind of life is very nourishing.

   "Yes, I won the apprenticeship and entered the Purple Garden."

  Mr. Mo came here to encourage Chen Shen.

  Xu Wenjing also came, her face seemed to be a little angry because someone didn\'t wait for her.

   "Come on, Ziyuan goodbye." To Chen Shen\'s surprise, the other party also came to encourage her.

  Could it be that he was trapped by a beauty trick?

   Impossible, absolutely impossible!

  He shook his head lightly, not thinking about these messy things, the most important thing is to prepare for the apprenticeship of Ziyuan Luck Master.

   "For the quota, I will do my best."

  In the evening, the hesitant Chen Shen made a decision. He didn\'t hide his clumsiness, and went all out to get a spot.

   One month later, finally came the recruitment ceremony.

  There are only 30 apprenticeships, and the number of participants is 400.

   It’s okay, I have a better chance than being a questioner.

   And there is no interview session, ten distinguished luck masters will be the judges.

   Whoever you think is good, just find out his name from the list, and tick it.

  On the eve of the competition, Wang Lan rarely brought food and drinks to have a drink with Chen Shen.

   "I don\'t know if you can enter the Purple Garden, but your talent is stronger than mine, so you should have a chance."

   she said.

   "Whether there is a chance or not, I think Wang Tianshi should sign up and try it that day." Chen Shen said modestly and regretfully.

  However, the latter shook his head lightly: "If there is no appointment, I will fight for it. Unfortunately, many people have already made an appointment. I am not as good as you. I definitely don\'t have the strength to win the few remaining places."

   "Non-determined?"

   Chen Shen was puzzled, and the other party nodded slightly.

   "Don\'t you know? Since you want to go to Ziyuan, you should inquire clearly. Many people are appointed by default. For example, there are three people in our coffin shop, and the recruitment ceremony is just a formality."

   "How did you know this?" Chen Shen was obviously taken aback for a long time before asking.

   "A year ago, I gave a fortune-telling to a pretty good customer, and was invited to a teahouse for dinner, and I heard the conversation between these three people." Wang Lan said.

  Looking at each other speechlessly, Chen Shen drank a glass of wine.

  When he competed the next day, he finally understood the meaning of the default decision.

   It\'s not just going through the motions, those who are lazy on weekdays, such as Xu Wenjing and the three, can actually engrave formations with one hand. It seems that they are very talented.

  Of course, Chen Shen is not bad either, he is also one-handed, and he is the first to inscribe successfully.

  The object of action is the coffin, which is divided into two levels.

   "This guy is not bad!" When Chen Shen didn\'t hide his clumsiness, he naturally performed outstandingly.

  The ten referee luck masters touched their beards one after another, smiled and nodded.

   "But success or failure lies in the second round. I wonder if he can win the second round." A fortune teller said, with a list of entries in his hand.

   Among them, more than 20 names have already been ticked, and this is a default decision!

   "Purple Gold Mountain and River Technique, White Goose Chapter!"

  During the second pass, a golden light appeared in front of him, and he took it out to see it.

  The second level is actually comprehending the Zijin Shanhe Technique!

  This is the Supreme Qi Luck Book of the Great Xia Xian Dynasty. Although it is only an introductory chapter on Baiyan, it is also very precious, and only the Ling Shouling Qi Luck Master can learn it.

   "In two sticks of incense, as much as you can understand, just engrave what you get on the coffin." A fortune master raised his voice.

   "It\'s not too difficult. If it wasn\'t for the upcoming competition, I would have prepared to create my own luck formation." Chen Shen opened the book and nodded slightly.

  …

  Time passed, and in a blink of an eye it was time for two incense sticks.

  Chen Shen won one of the few places with a proud second place.

  He lamented that there were people in Prince An\'s Mansion Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon who were more accomplished in formation than him.

  Actually, this is not the case. If he learned the truth and was as passionate as Lu Changqing, he might raise his sword and kill the ten luck masters.

  Because the talent of the first place is really high, and because of his own decision, he began to comprehend the White Goose Formation two months ago!

   "From now on, when you enter the Purple Garden, you will be accompanied by luck, and you will be under my door. After becoming a white goose-level luck master, you will go out on your own."

  A green bird-level luck master said to the ten apprentices in front of him.

  Thirty people practiced under three luck masters.

   "So it\'s him!" Chen Shen thought to himself as he looked at the luck master who was about to become his teacher.

  The other party is the distinguished luck master who tested him a few years ago.

   "Chen Shen!" What made him even more surprised was that the three of them, Xu Wenjing, were also in the same door as him, and Xu Wenjing was yelling at him.

   "Go back today, pack everything, and come to Ziyuan tomorrow morning."

  Green Bird Luck Master Zhao Decai waved his hand and dismissed everyone.

  …

   "Congratulations, future honorable luck master!"

  The coffin shop, after Wang Lan learned about it, she sincerely congratulated her.

  Chen Shen cupped his fists and nodded slightly.

   Today will be his last night in the coffin.

   "Where\'s Wang Lan?" In the evening, Mo Lao brought some jugs of wine over.

   "Fortune telling." Chen Shen said casually.

  Wang Lan often stays out at night, and he doesn\'t know what to do.

   I only saw it occasionally, and the other party came back the next day, his face was flushed and moisturized.

   "Okay, I will see you off tonight." Mo Lao said.

   "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for taking care of me all these years."

  Chen Shen looked solemn and saluted.

   "Don\'t mention this, this is what you deserve. You will become a luck master in the future, just come back and look at it more often, and you can also take care of the business in the store."

  The other party smiled, and Chen Shen nodded to express his affirmation.

   "Come, drink." The two touched a glass.

   While chatting, suddenly, Chen Shen\'s expression changed, and he felt weak all over and his limbs were weak.

   "Mo Lao, I\'m not feeling well, I\'m afraid I can\'t drink with you anymore."

   As he spoke, Chen Shen struggled to get up from the table.

boom!

  However, within a few steps, he could no longer hold on and fell down.

   "Do you feel weak all over, unable to use your cultivation base?"

  At this time, a voice sounded, he turned his head and saw Mo Lao playing with the wine glass, his face was calm.

   "Old Mo, this is..." Chen Shen\'s complexion changed drastically, and his voice was weak.

   "The cartilage seals Yuan San, and the Yuan Ying will fall down after eating it, unable to operate and cultivate, and his limbs are weak, so he can only be slaughtered."

  Mo Lao got up slightly, came to Chen Shen, and said indifferently.

   "Why did Mr. Mo treat me like this?" Chen Shen\'s face was ugly, and he wanted to get up, but fell down again and again.

   "Stop struggling powerlessly, this is what I\'ve been waiting for."

  The other party shook his head slightly.

   "Why?" Chen Shenhan said in a voice, trying to activate his cultivation, but he couldn\'t mobilize his spiritual power no matter what, appearing to be in great pain.

   "Could it be, shouldn\'t this sentence be asked to you?"

  Mo Lao said:

   "Back then you pretended to be a pitiful person and lingered in front of my shop for many days. I thought it was another person who wanted to enter the coffin shop to fish for money.

  I will follow my plan and take you in to see what you are going to do.

  But you are serious in doing things, which impresses me, and I feel in my heart that you are indeed an honest, hardworking and poor person. "

   "But when I took out the complete qi-watching technique, I knew your purpose.

  You are very talented, but you are going for Ziyuan. "

   "Even if I go to Ziyuan, it will do you no harm, why do you want to poison?" Chen Shen almost roared, his face pale.

   "You go to Ziyuan, it is indeed harmless to me, and it is also beneficial.

   But you have to remember, you can become a Ziyuan luck apprentice, that is an opportunity I gave you, but in the future, will you share some of your gains in Ziyuan with me? "

   "Here, I\'ll give you everything, as long as you let me go!" Chen Shen begged.

  However, Mr. Mo shook his head lightly: "I have a method of dividing the soul, which can devour the soul and take away the body. In the future, everything you get in Ziyuan will be mine."

   "So that\'s what you came up with, you bastard!"

   "Don\'t shout, it\'s useless to break your throat."

  Old Mo shook his head, and said again:

   "Say it, what are your last words, there will be no chance in the future."

"that…"

   "I want to ask, when you said that Zhang Qiang framed me, it wasn\'t Xu Wenjing and the others who did it, but you?"

  Although Mr. Mo wondered why the other party would ask this, he still nodded with a smile:

   "If I don\'t do this, how can I gain your favor and get into the relationship.

  And you are also stupid, knowing that they have made a decision, but you didn\'t doubt what I said at the beginning, and you didn\'t have the slightest defense against me. "

   "That day when Zhang Qiang\'s incident happened, I just did it casually. It can not only make you grateful, but also get rid of this evil pen. It kills two birds with one stone. Why not do it."

   "So." Chen Shen touched his chin and said to himself:

   "Xu Wenjing didn\'t use some beauty trick to plot against me, but does she really like me?"

   "Huh?" Mo Lao was stunned, why does the other party care about this now?

   "OK, I see."

  However, the next scene left Mo Lao stunned, almost petrified.

  I saw Chen Shen, who was lying down, suddenly stood up, as if nothing happened, and his body was active.

  The other party also showed an apologetic look:

   "Sorry, I\'m numb, stand up and move around."

   "What?" Boss Mo yelled, still full of disbelief.

   "You know I\'m going to get you?" he asked.

   "I know." Chen Shen nodded.

  It turned out that he hadn\'t doubted it until he learned about the internal decision from Wang Lan, and he understood it.

  Already pre-determined, why premeditate him? I\'m idle.

   "Since you have been on guard for a long time, it\'s okay, you\'re still going to die!"

  A wave of spiritual transformation erupted from Mo Lao\'s body.

   "It\'s hidden deep enough, but I know it since I entered your store." Chen Shen said with a smile, not caring.

   "Huh?" Mo Lao was surprised.

   "Do you know why I want to enter your coffin shop?" Chen Shen said.

"Why?"

   "Because the repair base of other stores is too low, I don\'t like it!"

"ha?"

   "What the hell, search for the soul!"

   "A mere Jindan, so calm, you dare to search for my soul, who gave you the courage?"

   "Liang Jingru!"

   "???" Mo Lao.

  But then he was shocked, the other party was not at the middle stage of Golden Core cultivation, but Nascent Soul Consummation!

   Moreover, that divine soul power is more than ten times stronger than his, the ancestor of Huashen!

   This **** is clearly a cultivating genius!

  The kind of peerless wizard.

  But why do you want to play the idea of ​​​​a luckless fortune master with no future?

  Mr. Mo couldn\'t figure it out, and no one answered it for him.

  He was devoured by Chen Shen with regret, and his walk was not very peaceful.

   "I\'ll bury you in the future and seize the house first. Unfortunately, I lost one-tenth of the power of the soul. I feel so distressed." Chen Shen said in pain.

   Corrected the typo after eating, starved to death.

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  (end of this chapter)